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Despite his current lack of a heart, when that particular scent went out, when his scent vanished, Zexion couldn't help but be tossed back into his memories for a small reminiscence. Memories of planning, of scheming, of plotting and working and destroying and desiring to feel the emotions just out of reach.

In each and every picture, flipping like a sketchbook through the back of his eyelids, stood the Silent Hero, with eyes like stone and shoulders broad and firm, carrying him in a manner similar to the land carrying the sky.

He was an admirable man, for sure, and despite lacking the heart to care, Zexion couldn't help but be reminded of a pain that spreads through the chest like fire.

It was moments like these, when the light was just beyond reach. When it stood before him, waving and smiling with a cynical smirk, beckoning him towards what he once had but will never had.

It was moments like these, when he wanted to take apart the feelings and examine them and live them to see how he might react in this situation. It was moments like these that Zexion became filled with a determination to get his heart back.

Sooo...we're just posting random short fanfics? Yay!

I have a stupidly random one. Be warned

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Cant...breathe...owww...

Sora was in what the rest of Traverse Town referred to as the Gizmo Shop. It should have been titled the Unrelentingly Dark Shop of Death and Pain. Wave after wave of Heartless came into the room, and now, he felt himself tiring, his arms turning into spaghetti from the repetitive motions of swinging the Keyblade. God, he was in such bad shape. Cuts decorated his body with dark red, his back protested strongly to what he was doing, and his head spun. There must be another way...

...Head...

He allowed the Keyblade to leave his grip. He charged towards a Shadow, head bent down. He ran into said Shadow, and a sickening "Grck" was heard. He looked up with a satisfied and somehow menacing smile on his face.

He had effectively gored a Heartless using his hair

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xd I was playing and I was like, "I wonder if he could destroy the Heartless using only his hair..." So, this isn't completely random.

Ohhh....I thought, like, that the original game was that, except it was just one word, not a whole story. But I guess not XD DAMN MY LAZINESS!!!

OK, then, now following the rules, a follow up to what I just wrote...it's the last letter of the story, right?

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Morbid. Morbid humor. That's what it was. The boy he had known all his life was being morbidly humorous. Wait...morbid means, like, having to do with death right? Uhmmm....Maybe this was why Sora had failed English last year. No matter. So it's decided. Riku was just being funny... No way he actually...

"Sora? I said will you go out with me?"

Sora muttered something like "Yes...thanks...lemon pie..." and fainted.

"Don't stop yet," Vexen reprimanded, grasping Xigbar's hand and tilting it harshly.

"Dude!" Xigbar exclaimed, watching with anticipation as the silver liquid cascaded into the narrow vile. He glared at his companion with scorn, but sighed as he saw Vexen was intently focused on the experiment.

Soon the chemical reactions became apparent as the metallic color of the solution faded into a bright orange.

"See, Xigbar? The entire vile had to be drained immediately to expidite the formation of new bonds, just as I predicted."

The orange liquid spewed a few bubbles as Vexen tiraded about focus and attention, expanding on the processes required for the particular reaction to occur.

And as the old scientist rambled on, Xigbar speculated how long Vexen was going to hold his hand.

(Crack pairings rock.)

"Seifer's being a big fat jerk again!" Hayner shouted, diatribing with curses and wide gesticulations.

"Calm down," Pence laughed, taking a bite out of his ice cream.

"Don't give me that happier-than-thou look! You should be angry, too. I mean--"

"Here, have some ice cream."

Hayner sighed, shaking his head deppressedly. He tried to run his hand through his hair, but only caught his fingers in the tangles he'd been growing the past week.

"Hey, Pence."

Pence looked up from his ice cream, wiping one of his hands on his pants. "Yeah?"

A deep silence saturated the room, and Pence couldn't help but frown worredly at the heavy atmosphere. "Is something wrong, Hayner? Or--"

"Thanks."

Pence couldn't stop from looking surprised.

"I mean...just for being here." Hayner lifted his head and flashed the other boy a wide, cheshire grin.

The sincerity that radiated from the smile took Pence aback, and he wondered vaguely why it was so hot in the fall as a warmth flushed his cheeks.

( lolisuck. D: )

"Err..."
"What?"
"Hey, dude?
"No."
"Whaat?! I didn't even ask you anything yet!"
"You always ask me the same damn sort of thing."
'I could be asking something different this time! You never know!"
"Fine, then, what?"
"...........wanna go in back and-"
Xigbar's sentence was cut off by a spear nearly colliding with his head.

"Riku! WHere the hell are you?!" Axel serached all over DiZ's lab trying to find the silver haired freak.

"What?" Riku looked at Axel and smiled. "You looking for me?"

Axel glared. "No I was looking for another Riku...what do you think?!"

Riku smirked. "Sure...what do you want?"

Axel turned around, looking strainght at Riku. "I want you...TO GIVE ME BACK MY DAMN FRUIT ROLL UP!

Riku hid the package behind his back as a piece of the fruit rollup stuck to his lip. "WHat are you talking about? I don't have it."

Axel glared as he threw his chakrams at Riku, as they whacked Riku in the head.

"OW! Whta was that for?" Riku exclaimed.

"Because...Roxas gave me that fruit rollup." Axel then sat in the corner with a raincloud over his head as he picked a patch of mushrooms that randomly appeared.

((Don't ask...XD))