tall_dark_and | absences and distractions ; the witch's tower

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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.

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"And I missed you," she returns just as quietly. A brief moment later, she smiles, burying her face into his chest, suddenly embarrassed.

"It's been very boring without you," she admits, blushing. Not to mention, practically unbearable. "I'm so happy to see you."

"I'm yours until I pass out," he tells her. "And I won't have to go anywhere tomorrow, at least."

He runs his hands through her hair, again and again.

"You can have all that time."

"I'm glad," she says, "because...I want to spend all day with you." She lets go of him then, and takes his hand.

"Have you been all right?" she asks, leading him further into the room. The pile of scattered drawings are still on the floor in disarray.

"Tired as hell," he says. "Spent a lot of time the past few weeks trying to find stuff for a guy. It took awhile."

He wishes he could be more specific, but he really can't - not in the castle. But he's sure she'll understand.

"What's with the drawings?"

"Hmm..."

It's true, she's curious to know more than his vague statements, but she's never really been the prying type, and besides, she knows how the walls can hear everything within the castle.

"I was putting some of them away," she explains. "Some of the older ones."

"Just don't get rid of them," Riku says. He leans down, and picks up one, studying it.

"These are something to keep."

"I won't," she says with a smile. "I'm just packing them away, making room for the new ones."

She points to the storage box. There are already a few sketches inside it.

"Do you need any help?" Riku offers. It might go faster with two hands, after all. He's not sure how urgent a project it is.

She shakes her head. "No," she says, "I can always do it later. It isn't as important as spending time with you."

"Okay," he says. There's a hint of a smirk at the edge of his lips. "Then how shall we spend that time?"

She smiles. "I don't know," she says -- and if one were to listen closely, they might have heard a hint of suggestion in her voice.

"Anything you want."

"That's a broad catagory," Riku says, leaning against the wall. "I want a lot of things."

Maybe you can help him narrow it down, Namine.

She approaches him, hands behind her back, fingers laced together. With a smile, and a tilt of her head, she stops right in front of him, their bodies practically touching each other.

Then she rises on her tip-toes and kisses him. It's an innocent gesture, but Riku should know that there's always more to Naminé's kisses.

Oh, he knows far too much to ever think otherwise.

He might be tired, but he can still do this - his hands on each side of her waist, he holds her firmly, and lifts her just enough to put them on equal level. The kiss he gives her in return is slow and deep, and not nearly as innocent.

Probably nobody was fooled by his oblivious act, before. And they especially can't be fooled now.

She smiles a little against his lips, moving her arms so they wrap around Riku's neck, bringing her a little closer to him as she shares the kiss, breathing in the scent of him, remembering every part of him again.

Oh, how she's missed this.

"So beautiful," Riku mumbles into the kiss. It's as sudden as if the thought just struck him, but that would be untrue - there's probably no moment that goes by where he isn't aware of her qualities in some way. "So amazing."

Now that he's here, he's not sure how he could spend another day without her, though he knows that it will have to happen soon enough. It wasn't fair that the world couldn't just stop needing him for awhile.

And then she's giggling a little, her lips still on his like they can't be pried apart for anything.

"I love you," she manages, remembering the words so clearly, remembering the memory itself so clearly.

"I love you, too," Riku says. He doesn't think that he could ever say it enough. It's almost still too wonderous to process.

He kisses her once more, before pressing his lips against her neck, breathing warm air over it. He does it in such a way intended to tickle.

She giggles again, softly -- who knew she could be so ticklish?

"Riku!" she exclaims, squirming a little.

"Hmm?" Riku asks, his voice ever so entirelly innocent. "What did I do?"

He answers this himself by repeating the action. He's not feeling silly or giddy at all.

"You know!" she manages to say while giggling some more. "I'm ticklish!"

"Oh, are you?" Riku asks, as if this is a brand new revelation to him. "How lovely."

Might want to find a way to stop him before he tries again, girl.

"No, it's not!" she protests, squirming further to escape from his grip before he can do something she's quite afraid of.

"I think it is," Riku says with a smirk, but he he finds that he quite prefers the idea of kissing her to teasing her. So he sets her back on the ground, before kissing her lightly once more.

After the light kiss, Naminé crosses her arms.

"Oh, you're awful," she says with a pout, though it is quite obvious she isn't mad at all for his teasing. She just looks at him.

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