During the summer where Naminé works on recovering Sora’s memories, she and Riku have taken to sharing quiet moments away from DiZ. Naminé’s powers haven’t been working and the old man has gotten more impatient than ever. For once, today, Riku breaks the silence.
Not a ship fic! Just an exploration on these two characters. But it could still certainly be interpreted that way.
Adakias had never truly adjusted to the light. If he were being honest, the sky’s light seared into his skin, stung his eyes, and blurred his vision. But there was something about Anhura, the way she took the light from around her and weaved it into words, telling stories of destiny and sacrifice, of love and adventure. When she looked at him, his vision tunneled and eyes focused. Her laugh was like music, her voice was strong and gentle, considerate.
He wished for nothing more than to see her eyes alight once more.
As Anhura lay dying, Adakias reflects on his history and all that lead him here, and the slowly creeping illness he knows is his own doing.