[Challenge #70: Starlight] Cor Meus
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kh_drabbleChallenge: Starlight
Title: Cor Meus
Word Count: 594
Characters: Ansem, Riku
Rating: PG
Genre: General
Spoiler Warning: Mild Ansem spoiler
Cor Meus
The stars were going out. He watched them wink and disappear, one by one, performing a seamless, elegant dance across the night sky, slowly returning the universe to darkness.
His enjoyment of the view was disturbed by a rhythmic shuffle across the stone behind him, the swish of a sword through thin air. He turned and watched his pet parry and thrust his sword into an invisible enemy. All around him the Heartless gathered, as if fascinated by the display. They halted an obedient distance away, following their master's command not to feed on this one. Still, they could not resist the pull of his strong, living heart, their bodiless forms swaying with wordless hunger.
They drew back as the cowled shadow moved close behind the sweating boy. "Must you keep up this pointless exercise?" he asked, sounding more vexed than he felt. After all these months, he'd actually come to find this stubborn insistence on meaningless routine almost endearing.
"Gotta stay in shape," the boy insisted, dodging and slashing. "Gotta be ready for Sora when he finally shows up."
"But you are ready," Ansem assured him. "You have me now."
The boy turned on him with a glare. "I don't need your help! I've beat Sora a thousand times on my own. Who cares if he has a silly key now? I can still beat him without your help!"
"Of course you can," the rich voice told him placatingly. "But there are other offensive techniques apart from this crude physical method you insist on using."
"I can't do magic." Riku looked up at him wearing a half-scowl, half-pout Ansem had come to know quite well. "Maleficent taught me how to make a gate, but that's all."
Ansem chuckled. "Do you really think I would waste my time with you if that were truly all you're capable of?"
Riku frowned up at him, a mix of defiance and hurt in his eyes. "Then show me! All you ever do is talk and make promises you don't deliver."
"Patience. All knowledge is gained at a cost. Are you willing to pay the price, I wonder?"
"I'm willing," Riku answered immediately. "Whatever it is, I'm not afraid!"
The deep chuckle echoed in his ears. "I am relieved to hear it. But your heart is still tightly shut. You do not trust me."
The defiant eyes looked uncertain.
"Open yourself to me. Just a little further. I do not ask for all at once."
Riku hesitated, the fear they both knew was there manifesting in the blue-green pools of his eyes for just a moment. However...developed he was, Riku was still just a child.
"Fine." Ansem watched as he shut his eyes and stood stock-still to concentrate. His fair skin and hair nearly shone by starlight. He was like a star himself. One whose light Ansem would take great pleasure in snuffing out, returning to darkness.
"Breathe," he ordered gently, and the perfect cupid's bow of Riku's lips parted, letting the subtle mist of Ansem's being flow into his lungs, wrap more tightly around his heart. "The more you let me in," he murmured, "the more powerful you become. Do you understand?" The boy nodded.
But he understood nothing. Riku's ignorance was bliss...for Ansem. All around them, the Heartless keened with envy, watching the languorous, almost tender feeding. The heart of a Keyblade's intended was intoxicating. Ansem wanted to savour it.
Mine, the glare from amber eyes growled, sending the lesser Heartless skittering back in fear. By the time Riku realised, it would be too late.
Title: Cor Meus
Word Count: 594
Characters: Ansem, Riku
Rating: PG
Genre: General
Spoiler Warning: Mild Ansem spoiler
Cor Meus
The stars were going out. He watched them wink and disappear, one by one, performing a seamless, elegant dance across the night sky, slowly returning the universe to darkness.
His enjoyment of the view was disturbed by a rhythmic shuffle across the stone behind him, the swish of a sword through thin air. He turned and watched his pet parry and thrust his sword into an invisible enemy. All around him the Heartless gathered, as if fascinated by the display. They halted an obedient distance away, following their master's command not to feed on this one. Still, they could not resist the pull of his strong, living heart, their bodiless forms swaying with wordless hunger.
They drew back as the cowled shadow moved close behind the sweating boy. "Must you keep up this pointless exercise?" he asked, sounding more vexed than he felt. After all these months, he'd actually come to find this stubborn insistence on meaningless routine almost endearing.
"Gotta stay in shape," the boy insisted, dodging and slashing. "Gotta be ready for Sora when he finally shows up."
"But you are ready," Ansem assured him. "You have me now."
The boy turned on him with a glare. "I don't need your help! I've beat Sora a thousand times on my own. Who cares if he has a silly key now? I can still beat him without your help!"
"Of course you can," the rich voice told him placatingly. "But there are other offensive techniques apart from this crude physical method you insist on using."
"I can't do magic." Riku looked up at him wearing a half-scowl, half-pout Ansem had come to know quite well. "Maleficent taught me how to make a gate, but that's all."
Ansem chuckled. "Do you really think I would waste my time with you if that were truly all you're capable of?"
Riku frowned up at him, a mix of defiance and hurt in his eyes. "Then show me! All you ever do is talk and make promises you don't deliver."
"Patience. All knowledge is gained at a cost. Are you willing to pay the price, I wonder?"
"I'm willing," Riku answered immediately. "Whatever it is, I'm not afraid!"
The deep chuckle echoed in his ears. "I am relieved to hear it. But your heart is still tightly shut. You do not trust me."
The defiant eyes looked uncertain.
"Open yourself to me. Just a little further. I do not ask for all at once."
Riku hesitated, the fear they both knew was there manifesting in the blue-green pools of his eyes for just a moment. However...developed he was, Riku was still just a child.
"Fine." Ansem watched as he shut his eyes and stood stock-still to concentrate. His fair skin and hair nearly shone by starlight. He was like a star himself. One whose light Ansem would take great pleasure in snuffing out, returning to darkness.
"Breathe," he ordered gently, and the perfect cupid's bow of Riku's lips parted, letting the subtle mist of Ansem's being flow into his lungs, wrap more tightly around his heart. "The more you let me in," he murmured, "the more powerful you become. Do you understand?" The boy nodded.
But he understood nothing. Riku's ignorance was bliss...for Ansem. All around them, the Heartless keened with envy, watching the languorous, almost tender feeding. The heart of a Keyblade's intended was intoxicating. Ansem wanted to savour it.
Mine, the glare from amber eyes growled, sending the lesser Heartless skittering back in fear. By the time Riku realised, it would be too late.
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Date: 2006-07-25 11:32 pm (UTC)oom...
what does the title mean? *curious*
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Date: 2006-07-26 02:03 pm (UTC)The title is "My Heart."
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Date: 2006-07-26 02:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-07-26 02:00 pm (UTC)I'd really like to write more in this timeline, because there's so much we missed of Riku's story.
XD Tasty. Yes.
Thanks for reading & commenting!
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Date: 2006-10-15 03:39 am (UTC)Thanks for sending me the link to this~
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Date: 2006-10-17 03:03 pm (UTC)And thanks, I'm glad you liked it. ^^
There's one more drabble I forgot to send you the link to. It's the first Ansem/Riku I wrote, actually: Be Careful What You Wish For (http://community.livejournal.com/kh_drabble/188106.html)