Riku (
tall_dark_and) wrote2007-01-22 07:06 am
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absences and distractions ; the witch's tower
Riku's been away from the tower for far too long. He can't spend every day there, as much as he would like to - there's debts that he has to pay back, and goals that he has to achieve.
The last mission, so to speak, has taken him a few weeks. It feels like much longer, with each day longer than the last. He never thought he'd get so attached to someone - at least not in a capacity other than frend. He certainly never thought someone would get this attached to him.
He's more than a little tired. He's been up for twenty-five hours or so, and he's about ready to crash.... or at least, he should be. But despite the fact DiZ had taken one look at him and promptly ordered him straight to bed, he can't seem to sleep. All he does is toss and turn. He thinks he knows the cure - if only he can manage to sneak out.
But why couldn't he sneak out, anyway? It's not as if DiZ was his father.
He casts an apprehensive glance at the door, and then raises his hand to call a darkpath. And when there's no sound of someone coming to interrupt him, he jumps up from the bed, and hops through it, before anyone can possibly try to stop him.
...too bad he didn't take the time to check himself out before hopping through, because he kind of ends up hitting the ground of Namine's tower in his bedclothes. But boxers and a tshirt was... totally suitable visiting gear.
Honestly.
The last mission, so to speak, has taken him a few weeks. It feels like much longer, with each day longer than the last. He never thought he'd get so attached to someone - at least not in a capacity other than frend. He certainly never thought someone would get this attached to him.
He's more than a little tired. He's been up for twenty-five hours or so, and he's about ready to crash.... or at least, he should be. But despite the fact DiZ had taken one look at him and promptly ordered him straight to bed, he can't seem to sleep. All he does is toss and turn. He thinks he knows the cure - if only he can manage to sneak out.
But why couldn't he sneak out, anyway? It's not as if DiZ was his father.
He casts an apprehensive glance at the door, and then raises his hand to call a darkpath. And when there's no sound of someone coming to interrupt him, he jumps up from the bed, and hops through it, before anyone can possibly try to stop him.
...too bad he didn't take the time to check himself out before hopping through, because he kind of ends up hitting the ground of Namine's tower in his bedclothes. But boxers and a tshirt was... totally suitable visiting gear.
Honestly.
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She begins to draw a circle.
"The point is...most of the objects begin with the very basic shapes and then we build on them."
She begins to sketch him, quickly, from circles.
"After a while, you don't even have to draw them because...they come naturally to mind."
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But it was interesting to know what she was thinking about when she did it.
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"See?" she says, placing the last couple of lines on paper. She smiles. "But...it doesn't matter. I won't force you to do this." she puts her pencil down again. "We can do something else if you want."
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That's... his excuse, and he's sticking to it!
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With a shake of her head, she gets up from her seat. "Well, like I said...we don't have to draw anymore if you don't want to. I'm sure the fairies gave you...talent in other things if they took away your ability to draw." She smiles.
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Just as long as it doesn't involve a pencil. He thinks that pencils may be banned for the week.
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But the one thing that he does not want to do is sleep. He wants to stay awake and alert, so he can spend time with her. Sleep was for losers!
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She leans over slightly. Her fingers trail along his neck.
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Riku's hardly concerned with that, though. At least, she's doing a good job at giving a hint of distraction.
But he's curious as to what she might do, so he's going to play hard to get for just a little longer.
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She leans over his shoulder to press her lips gently against his cheek.
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"I don't think that'll do it," he says. "Though it is nice."
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Naminé isn't quite herself right now.
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"You're acting a little different today," he comments. He takes ahold of her hand, placing a kiss on the wrist.
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He pulls gently at her arm. "Let me see you," he says. "It's been too long."
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"Sorry," he says, but it's obvious that there's really no apology behind the word at all. "I like touch."
Whether it was shoves or prods or hugs or kisses, it was a way to keep close to the people who mattered.
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"Sometimes...I think I need this too," she admits. "Just to know that...I'm not alone and it's real."
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He'd fight to the ends of the earth to assure that fact.
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