It's like the memories are linked...
Like a chain...
A chain of memories...Puns are my only escape from the pain.
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(Y/N) POVRiku: "Come on, (Y/N)! I know you can do better than that!"
(Y/N): "I know, but i don't want to win too fast!"
Sparks fly at our blades clashed, neither of us being able to land a single hit on the other. Or rather, Riku isn't trying as hard as he normally does. If this was a real fight, I'd probably be half dead in a hole.
Riku, being the overall better fighter, managed to push me back, retreating while firing a flurry of black and purple fireballs, forcing me into the defensive to not get burned. Using one of my special moves "Reflega" (or just reflect), I block all of the incoming Fireballs, them exploding into clouds of Smoke and blocking my vision.
Dropping my shield and blowing away the smoke, I jump out of the way of Riku's KeyBlade just in time, blowing him away with a fireball of my own.
Landing and regaining my footing, I look up and see that Riku is...gone. Just...not there.
(Y/N): "...Did I overdo it?"
I then get hit in the back of the head with the handle of Rikus KeyBlade.
Riku: "Nope. I'm just better than you."
(Y/N): "Is that so?"
I elbow Riku in the side, letting out a laugh as he growls at me.
Riku: "Well, That's Fair enough. Let's stop here for today. I'm still a little sore from that fight with that shadow stalker guy."
(Y/N): "I saw that on the news. Wasn't he just a ball?"
Riku: "A ball that could possess and manipulate solid objects, yes. Have you ever had to fight a living wall?"
Yes. Twice in fact.
But he doesn't need to know that.(Y/N): "No, but it sounds easy."
Riku rolls his eyes, walking back to the house. I guess it was kind of impressive, being able to fight basically a living building while inside of it...that sounded kinda wrong, but whatever. Sheathing my KeyBlade, AKA just letting it disappear, I follow, my hands behind my head as I look up to the sky.
(Y/N): "You know Riku, you should take me out on a mission one of these days."
Riku: "You do realize I'd get arrested and you'd probably die, right?"
(Y/N): "Not if i intern under you."
Riku: "You'd have to go to a hero school for that, one with an internship program. Only school around here like that is-"
My phone then started blaring 'simple and clean'. Looking down at it, I see that Kirishima is calling me for a video call.
(Y/N): "Hey, Kiri...Wait...WHO ARE YOU?! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH KIRISHIMA?!"
I ask the now red haired Kirishima, clearly overdramatic.
Kirishima: "It's just me, (Y/N)! I dyed my hair!"

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=The Hero of Light= [BNHA X KH Male Reader]
Fanfiction(Y/N) (L/N) is just your average high schooler. He gets decent grades, has friends, can't remember anything from before the age of 12, And can summon a powerful blade that looks like a key. Not all that strange in a world where people are born with...