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The Transience of Memory ch.4
I realize Fujin is supposed to be a girl. I just felt like making her a boy. AU, baby.
Also, my Raijin is not as *manly* and beefy as he is in the game. He's a bit more bishounen, just not as 'pretty' as some of them. Think "rugged bishounen."
As for Vivi, I am trying not to write him in much because he seems utterly useless. What would any self-respecting gang leader do with an itty bitty little thing like him? He can't even do anything… he has no skillz!
Hayner dragged his feet, on his way to his fourth day of gofering. He was both looking forward to, and dreading today. He was nervous about what he had seen the day before, the sights and sounds still gave him chills as he recalled them. But, he was also anxious, since he hadn't been able to make himself stay to the end. He wanted to make sure Seifer was ok. That was easy enough. I'll know he's alright just as soon as I get there, he reassured himself.
However, when he arrived at the hangout, one of the other members was t
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"I don't believe it," he said in a flat voice, sounding as if life itself had utterly failed him. "I can't accept this."
"Hayner, you lost." Roxas said again, this time with annoyance.
"He cheated somehow!" He resumed pacing, muttering to himself as he rubbed his chin, "I never saw him skate like that before…. He was holding stuff back… that one trick was awesome… but it isn't fair , I didn't think to hold anything back- how could I know he'd use that against me…must've planned it from the beginning, that jerkof-"
"HAYNER!" Roxas finally exploded.
Hayner was startled into stillness. He'd stopped mid-pace, foot still hanging in the air, shoulders tensed as if expecting a blow. He stood there like that, immobile, for the span of a held breath, before he lowering his foot to the floor and shoving his hands into his pockets.
When he finally looked up, there was a difficult mixture of betrayal, anger, and sadness swimming in his eyes.
Roxas felt a surge of guilt and self loathing
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Roxas sighed for what felt like the 10th time in as many minutes. Something had been niggling at his brain for the better part of the day, and he still couldn't figure out what. He scowled faintly.
Hayner stopped walking, noticing that he was well ahead of his friend. "What's up, Rox?" Brown eyes swept over him, studying his face.
Roxas shook his head, still bothered, but he didn't quite know how to explain it. "It's nothing, sorry. Let's go." Roxas swept past him, trying to beat down his distraction with every heavy step.
Hayner didn't move for a moment, looking thoughtful. "I thought you wanted to hang out, just the two of us."
"…" Roxas stopped, his back still turned.
"We don't have to go get ice cream..."
"Yeah, but you know that we're the only ones who really like the stuff." He threw over his shoulder with a smirk. "C'mon, I'll race you there!" he said, then started to run.
"Rox- hey! It's too HOT out for that right now," he called out to the retreating figure in prote
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