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(what now?)

yuriku

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You're turning away from the darkness and every shadow can sense it. Heartless are coming from all over, some of them fighting you and others fighting with you, as if to persuade you to come back with them. But you won't so they turn on you too. You're fighting alone again, still, and you just wish you could sit down with some hot chocolate like old times in front of a fireplace instead of out here in the frigid cold.

Your cloak is shielding you from the clawing monsters on the outside but it can't shield the blows from the ones on the inside. You're tired and lonely and you're sorry for what you did. You just want some help and some sleep and someone who cares. You'll go for anything right now, because you've been fighting for hours and you just need a break.

Heartless keep coming and persuading, hitting, slashing, clawing, fighting you. They aren't slowing down. There's a constant flow of hearts floating into the sky. It would be pretty if you weren't in this situation. You wonder who's sending them this time and for a split second you wish you were still in control of them. But you're not so you keep fighting.

You're not in control of them, you're not well rested, you're not ready for this, you're not happy. If you can't fight them off now you're going to be just another casualty. Your arm is aching so you drop your weapon. The heartless look between themselves and disappear. Your breath catches in your throat because what now? You don't know what to expect.

You drop to the ground and bury your face in your hands. Because this time, you're not going to win the race. You've given up, for now at least. Sora can name the raft and share the paopu with Kairi and he could come and save you but he's too busy being the hero for that.

You give a shuddering breath and steady your breathing. You're tired and you're not even thinking of moving from this very spot. Your hands hurt from gripping your keyblade and your arms hurt from holding the weight for so long. Your legs hurt from standing so long and for jumping out of the way so many times. Your head is killing you and you just wish you had a pillow so you could curl up right there and sleep for days. But you don't so you can't so you settle for just sitting there like you are.

A shadow looms over you and your breath catches again. "Need a hand?" and her words echo through the dark streets just like that. You want to cry for joy and just fall asleep with her watching over you and so much more. But you settle for looking over your shoulder at her. She grins and holds her hand out to you. You raise your aching arm and put your hand in hers.

She pulls you up and her smile gets bigger. You don't want her to say anything because you're just so relieved right now. You pull her to your chest and wrap your arms around her as tight as you can without hurting her. She's real and you're just happy to see a familiar face. But it's not over yet, and she knows that too. You can't go back yet, and you might not be able to, ever. You voice your thoughts, and you swear you hear her sniffle. And she just buries her face in your cloak because The Great Ninja Yuffie has a weakness too.

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this is my fic for caitlan's
(OLD SCHOOL) challenge.
I hope it fits everything.
because, knowing me,
you should all know I
didn't read any rules.