Riku, Riku, Riku. It always had to be Riku with this guy, didn't it? Not that Roxas knew that that was Sora's objective, but then again, he hadn't been expecting to step out of the ice cream shop and spot that oddly familiar mop of gravity-defying hair that could only belong to his Other.
He was grateful he wasn't holding any ice cream currently, if only because he's pretty sure it would have fallen to the ground.
Sora, Sora, Sora. Of all the people that had to be dragged to New Moore, of course Sora had to come along for the ride. What was he thinking? They were pretty much linked. He should have expected Sora to appear sooner or later.
He had a lot of questions, but he wasn't sure he was ready to ask. So as Sora continued to explore New Moore, Roxas went into stealth mode, quietly following behind him and ducking around buildings to keep an eye on the boy. He had to make sure he was safe, first of all, but more importantly he had to find out where he was going.
And who knows? Maybe Sora wouldn't be that observant and wouldn't notice that he's blatantly being followed.
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He was grateful he wasn't holding any ice cream currently, if only because he's pretty sure it would have fallen to the ground.
Sora, Sora, Sora. Of all the people that had to be dragged to New Moore, of course Sora had to come along for the ride. What was he thinking? They were pretty much linked. He should have expected Sora to appear sooner or later.
He had a lot of questions, but he wasn't sure he was ready to ask. So as Sora continued to explore New Moore, Roxas went into stealth mode, quietly following behind him and ducking around buildings to keep an eye on the boy. He had to make sure he was safe, first of all, but more importantly he had to find out where he was going.
And who knows? Maybe Sora wouldn't be that observant and wouldn't notice that he's blatantly being followed.