#caelight

                         “     well   as   i   live   and   breathe ,     ”     joshua   smiled   as   he   approached   the   keybearer ,     as   if   he’d   known   right   where   to   be   to   meet   him   as   he   made   his   descent .      how   long   had   it   been   since   he’d   seen   him   last ?      sora   was   definitely   not   the   little   boy   he   remembered ,     he   looked   far   older   than   what   he   did   in   the   sleeping   world .

sora will kill him… with kindness!

❛   i don’t remember heartless ever bein’ THIS aggressive.    ❜    the barista has a damn fine memory and based on his own personal reports on the matter of observing activity in the area; he’s found that there was an up-sweep in activity whenever a KEYBLADE was near by. it was fascinating to him, actually. it hadn’t been till riku and him met eachother that he’d even seen the weapon in person. sure- he had heard stories and there was a lot of information on them given where he had come from.... but seeing the KEY up close was an experience he’d taken a lot of time to write about. 

what made him even more curious was the fact that sora’s KEY was far less decorative. in fact, in broad terms hanekoma called it ‘simplistic’ but much like himself- simplistic didn’t mean much. what appears ordinary could be anything but. with sora around, the heartless gathered in a far wider rate and he was glad that the shop’s barrier was able to hold the creatures out before he certainly didn’t want to exert any effort for now. 

❛  anyway- go on an’ get comfortable kiddo. i wanna ask you some stuff since yer friends tell me yer a pretty reowned traveler of sorts.    ❜   the barista glances over his shoulder at the heartless that had been trying to pry at the barrier (which wasn’t budging at all) before closing the door with his foot. he was glad that traverse town had little shops with doors. it was nice having a bit of privacy in the shop for once.    

DO IT THO ADOPT HIM

               LAUGHTER   BUBBLED   from   the   older   boy ,    amusement   and   joy   shining   through   his   fair   features   as   the   other   dramatized   the   encounter .    there   was   no   one   who   could   smile   as   brightly   as   SORA ,    no   one   who   could   even   begin   to   COMPETE   to   the   dazzling   sunshine   that   was   brought   forth   with   that   grin .    any   time   riku   could   make    him   smile   this   way ,     he   felt   like   he’d  done   at   least   something   right ,    something   to   save   the   small   world   that   was   sora .