Anger was Sora clenching his fists when Yen Sid chastised him for another misdeed.
Anger was Sora holding Roxas' hands in his, promising a lifetime of fun and unforgettable summers.
Anger stared Riku in the face and shook silently.
They were on break between missions, clad in youth and general mischievous ambition. Destiny Islands was their home, after all, and somehow no matter how much time passed or what happened, the islands themselves stayed the same. So it was easy, shucking the skin of heroes to be boys on the beach with tanned skin and skinned elbows, ice-cream sticky hands and sweaty clothes.
Mermaid!Riku and human!Sora, who meet and become fast friends. With the promise of finally showing off Riku's home, Sora and Riku meet by the pier as always. There's no good reason for Sora to wear one of those sailor shirts, but there's also no good reason for this fic to exist, so! They're probably around 16 in this. Also the truth is, I took the breathing trick from another fic. (I'm pretty sure it was this one)
Inspired by Niku's art of the boys as mermaids!
Drabble, soriku, canon verse
Set post kh3
“So what?” Riku mumbled around a bite of strawberry, fingers pinching the stem to twist it free. He lounged indulgently on the rough picnic blanket Sora had found stuffed in a treasure chest in the mystical tower, one arm folded under his head and legs crooked at the knee. The trees in Corona were always lush and vibrant, the sun dappling Riku’s skin in shy kisses.
“So,” Sora mumbled, tearing his gaze from Riku’s throat as he swallowed to take a bite of cupcake. It was a gift from Rapunzel, after she’d grasped Riku’s hands in excitement and told him all about what Sora had done. It’d been terribly humbling, hearing about his antics told in gushing excitement, and instead of dismissing it as Riku used to, he’d encouraged it, asking more details, eyes glittering with mirth as Sora grew more and more red. “She was exaggerating. Rapunzel can do crazy things with her hair! She fought plenty of heartless on her own.”