Only Just A Dream?(KH/FF/Various){Kingdom Hearts Watty Awards Adventure/Semi-OC}

Chapter 20

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The man sat on his bed, lightly tugging at his hair. He thought of possible outcomes of the events that were yet to come now that you had seen him when you weren't supposed to.

You could die sooner.

You could kill someone you shouldn't.

You could fall in love with the wrong person.

You could never escape.

Naminé lay a hand on his shoulder. "It's alright. Just let Rostar do his job, and we'll work from there." She smiled warmly at him.

He smirked. "You forget who you're talking to."

"Oh no, I know. I know exactly who I'm talking to. A clumsy, retarded, and sometimes unreliable man. Though you're not really a man yet, I suppose." She giggled. "You're only seventeen, and that's because you had your birthday this year!"

"Thanks." He rolled his eyes. "But that's not what I meant. I meant I'm-"

"Also hardworking, generous, loyal, and loving. Why else would you do this?" She interrupted him, not wanting to even hear those last words. They were all too true.

He heaved a heavy sigh. "You're right, Naminé. And we can only wish for the best."

Naminé smiled yet again before walking out. She closed the door gently behind her, and sighed.

She cared about you, she really did.

So why was it so hard for her to choose a side? It was either the people who wanted to harm you, or the ones who wanted to help. Normal people would choose the helpful side in a heartbeat.

But she wasn't normal, now was she?

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You grabbed Riku's Keyblade, your thick glove preventing any damage from being inflicted on your hand. You pulled your arm back sharply while still holding the blade, while twisting your hips at the same time, then attempted to wrench the blade from his hands.

Riku smirked. "You're going to have to work harder than that. How 'bout you-"

You frowned, then kicked the part of the blade that wasn't being held. It instantly flew out of his grip.

"Or you could just do that. Yeah, that works, I guess." Riku whistled.

You smiled, and walked away to tell Weiss your disarming was going fine.

You walked past Yuffie and Cloud (a VERY weird match) and saw Yuffie throwing some quick jabs to his sides, legs, and arms. Cloud's face contorted with pain as he let out a short grunt and collapsed to the ground. Yuffie jumped up and down like she was trying to take flight while cheering like she won the lottery.

"WOOHOO!! I GOT DEM PRESSURE POINTS DOWN, MISS WEISS!!"

You giggled, but then saw that Cloud was paralyzed.

"Hey, Fie. I think you overdid it," you called.

Yuffie looked down at him, then back at you. "Nah, he'll be fine." She waved her hand dismissively.