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Title: Viewer Descretion Advised
Word Count: 175, I think.
Rating: PG-13, just to be safe. Though I think it may produce, in some minds, NC-17 images. o__O
Characters: voice-in-the-head!Roxas (I like writing him, ok?), Sora and mention of Ariel
Notes: Uh, I may be going to fangirl hell for this. I know my muses want to kill me. My Roxas is a little bit of a prude when I write him in canon!verse. Don't ask about the AU. I need to work it up a little more. Otherwise, this is an excerpt of a later chapter of a larger fic that I'm writing. I wrote it, read it and realized that it can stand alone as a nifty little one shot. <.< *runs to hide from angered muses*
There was a corridor in this odd manifestation of Sora’s Heart and consciousness that Roxas normally avoided because it looked… odd. He knew it was sort of immature of him to have that reason for avoiding the place, but it was his reason. It always looked like some sort of portal that could only take him somewhere he didn’t want to be. Now though, boredom had finally gotten the better of him and he entered…
… Only to find himself in the middle of something he knew many people went through but never spoke of. It was embarrassing enough that he didn’t bother with the dream logic that let his change of form go unnoticed. He left in a hurry, blushing furiously and wondering how the hell Sora’s subconscious knew enough of merfolk anatomy to make a wet dream about Ariel work out.
The next morning, when Sora sheepishly asked him if he had stumbled into a dream, he rather pointedly suggested that they just let whatever happened in dreams stay in dreams.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Muses... looking... dangerous... Aw crap!