Author's Notes: I would love to blame this on someone (like Cneko, but really I have no one to blame but myself. Don't read this and drink anything at the same time. Also, the wonderfully talented hooli drew me Pwetty Pwincess Sora. Warning: This was written before the release of KH2, and therefore would now be AU.
Rating: PG
Pairing: None
Written: 2005
There were heartless everywhere. No matter how many time Sora hit them with his keyblade, shattering them into a thousand bits, they just kept coming. Donald was doing okay, Goofy had accidentally knocked himself out some time ago, and Riku was struggling.
Who knew how long Riku had bee fighting these things before the three of them had stumbled into this world? When he'd first seen Riku -- he's gotten taller, thinner, darker-- Sora's stomach had dropped down to his ankles. Then he was too busy fighting heartless to feel nervous.
At this rate, they were going to lose. Where did they keep coming from? Sora paused long enough to wipe sweat from his forehead. Then it was back to mindless violence.
Maybe changing keyblades would help? It couldn’t hurt. Riku was limping and Sora was down to his last potion. He threw it to Riku anyway, and his friend caught it automatically. Definitely time for a change.
Sora could tell identify all of the keychains by feel. That one was Spellbinder, but these heartless didn't seem weak against magic. That one was Wishing Star, but the reach was too short for it to be effective. That one was... oh no. He really, really did not want to use that one.
A heartless almost took out Donald. Desperate times called for desperate measures.
The keychain he removed from his pocket was pink with sparkles. Sora winced as he put it on his keyblade. Seconds later he was enveloped by white light.
When it cleared all the fighting paused. All eyes were on him. Sora swore up and down the he saw the heartless sweat drop.
Finally, finally the heartless were defeated. Sora was using his keyblade for support. Donald was getting Goofy back on his feet. Riku has simply flopped back onto the grass. He was watching Sora and while he wasn't laughing yet, Sora could see the laughter in his eyes.
If only the most powerful keyblade he had didn't change him into this... outfit every time he used it. It looked like a magical girl outfit had mated with a schoolgirl uniform. Only it was dyed pink. Pink. His hair was in two tiny pigtails and keyblade sparkled.
There ought to be a law against this sort of thing.
"Not one word, Riku" Sora said as Riku got to his feet and brushed his pants off. He had that smile that told Sora he was not going to get off that easily.
"You're socks have pink pom-poms on them."
"Shut up!" Sora yelled.
"Whatever you say, Pwetty Pwincess," Riku said.
Sora didn't respond in words. Instead he grabbed a startled Riku and hugged him, glad to have found his best friend. If Riku could joke and laugh after all this time, everything had to turn out all right