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Unfathomable - Complete	By : ColdSilence Category: Kingdom Hearts > Slash/Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 11972 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Author: Cold Silence
E-Mail: writer.coldsilence@gmail.com
Pairings: Riku x Sora, some Sora x Kairi
Warnings: AU, Yaoi, Het, Mpreg, mer/human sex. Does that count as bestiality?
Special Note: I swear to god that this is the very last time that I write a non-human fic with Kingdom Hearts. This story is purely a bodice ripper. I did it for the tentacle sex. And to do Mpreg at least once. God save us all.

Unfathomable
-Chapter Two-

Hundreds of cycles passed, and Riku’s interest in the human world grew into an obsession. It became harder and harder to hide his voyages to the surface world because the longer his tail grew, the more responsibilities were passed on to him as the young prince of Atlantica. He led a double life; underwater he excelled in hunting missions and learned the sacred powers of his people with uncanny intelligence. His father was impressed with his prowess and often sang the praises of his only son. On the surface, however, Riku was a wild mer that ignored all of his royal training so that he could engage in debauchery with the dolphins and indulge in his studies of the humans.

Only one servant knew that there was more to Riku than meets the eye. It was the court composer, a crustacean by the name of Sebastian, who was aware that the prince was spoiled rotten. Despite his knowledge, he did not dare click a negative note against the royal mer in fear of punishment. Riku was well aware of this fact, and he often flaunted his true self in front of the servant just to torture the poor crab.

At the moment, Sebastian was clicking his claws nervously. There was a grand ceremony that was to take place in the palace in a few cycles, and it was his job to make sure that the entertainment went smoothly. All of Triton’s staff were to be present to delight the guests with their ability to dance and create music. The purpose of the event was to mark Riku’s coming of age. Soon, the prince would be eligible to mate, and all the kingdom was waiting with flustered gills to see who the mer would chose for his own.

It was Sebastian’s duty to ensure that all the choreography matched with the music. Unfortunately, he was having issues with making Riku practice his part. The prince was currently lounging on his seashell bed, and he was swirling a necklace of colorful volcanic rock around one of his clawed fingertips. Once upon a time, he fit in that shell bed like a small pearl. Now his long, sinewy body dominated it. His tailfin had matured into long, flowing fans with pointed edges for foraging and hunting. The dorsal fins on his back now trailed three feet behind him, and they were a ghostly, gossamer white that made the mers swoon as he swam by. Riku’s hair trailed past his shoulders in a platinum cloud that drifted lazily, except on those times that he tied it back with strings of seaweed mixed with tiny shells.

Sebastian frowned at the lazy picture that the prince made. "Look ad you,“ he clicked up at Riku. He was incapable of pronouncing the swoops of the mer language, so his voice carried an accent that grated on Riku’s sense of hearing. "Lying dere like an overfed blowfish. Meanwhile da king es working hard on your Turning ceremony. Da love of your life could be dere, and if you fail to impress ‘er, den you will neva ged a second chance!”

“Relax,” sang Riku lazily. "What mer in their right mind would turn me down?“ He stopped spinning the necklace in favor of holding it in a tight grasp. "Mating is easy. I swim around, show off my fins, find the prettiest mer in the palace, and then swish away to my chambers. Then I stick it in her so deep that you will hear the screeches from the next kingdom over.”

Sebastian gasped at the coarse description that Riku used. "Riku you are da crown prince! You are t’ speak with da utmost respect – Whad are you doing?!“

The crab made an appalled sound and he covered his face with his pincers. Riku was wearing a bemused expression as he allowed a long, prehensile appendage to emerge from behind the scales that it normally hid behind, somewhere near the anterior top of his tail. He made it undulate upwards until it stretched a yard tall. "Just checking to see how long it is,” he sang to Sebastian.

“You pud dat away!” clicked Sebastian. "Dat is only fer the eyes of your chosen!“

Riku willed his appendage back into the place where it was stored in his tail. His glossy white scales slid closed to protect the opening that it came from. "Might as well let the whole kingdom watch since that’s what the stupid ceremony is for,” he sang with a note of impudence. Riku pushed off from his shell bed and swam a slow circle around Sebastian’s head. "Everyone wants to know what it’s like to be with me. But they’ll have to settle with living vicariously through a pretty mer that’ll likely bend her tail backwards if I ask.“ The prince pushed Sebastian off his feet with a flick of his fingertips. "Maybe that’ll be the first thing that I say to my chosen. Bend yourself double. Think she will love me then?”

Sebastian struggled to right himself after floating heads over heels. He waved one of his claws at Riku. "Someday, you will regred da way dat you are behaving now. Mark my words, prince!“

Riku’s laughter bubbled as he gave his long tail a quick flick to send him darting through his chamber door and into the hallways of the palace.

"Where are you going? Stop! We still ‘ave da practice!” bemoaned Sebastian.

Unfortunately for the court composer, Riku had other plans for the day. He quickly swam through the hallways, ignoring the smiles and bows that he received. The prince made his way out of one of the palace’s side exits and swam a great distance from Atlantica before diverting his direction upwards. It wasn’t long before he was engulfed in darkness, and then emerged into the brilliantly lit waters of the surface world.

Almost as soon as he arrived, he was spotted by a nearby dolphin pod. They chattered amongst one another to announce the arrival of the naughty prince. Splash, who had since become one of Riku’s closest friends, detached herself from the group to swim alongside the mer. "I have something you want, Riku,“ taunted the dolphin.

Riku rotated so that he was facing the dolphin while swimming backwards. "Where is it?” he demanded.

“Over in your treasure cove like always,” clicked the dolphin. "Not that it will do you any good. It’s just as useless as the others.“

"They aren’t useless,” retorted Riku, before angling himself in the direction of the cove. The water near the underground caves was rough, but after many cycles of swimming there as a youngling, he knew how to handle it. He ducked into a small crawlspace that funneled through a mountain of rocks and emerged into a small cavern. There, all of his human treasures were stored, but there was only one in particular that he was interested in. He rose to the top of the cavern, and waiting for him there was a transparent bottle with a folded parchment inside.
It bobbed against the stone above, held aloft by the air trapped inside. Riku carefully grasped it and give its contents a close look, and then he swam to another hole that opened up to a waterless alcove. There, housed on a long, natural shelf, were dozens and dozens of bottles with pieces of paper inside.

The first time that Riku found a bottle, he opened it and pulled out the paper. He only had a moment to glance at strange writing that was scrawled on it before the water melted everything away. It was both an exciting and frustrating moment, because he realized that it was a message from the humans. It was similar to the written tongue of the mer, who preserved their language on slabs of stone in their underwater world. Sadly, not even the dolphins could translate what had been written; the messages were another mystery that eluded them.

Riku learned not to open the bottles that he found; he realized that the air trapped inside was the only thing keeping the message alive. Instead, he kept every single last one in his cave, and they were all precious to him. His human, Sora, was always throwing them into the ocean. He was sure that it was an attempt to communicate with him. Several times, he thought of swimming to the shoreline to show that he had received the message, however, ever since the fiasco of their first meeting, he did not want to interact with the human until he understood their language a little better.

To that end, Riku had been practicing human speech. He spent countless amounts of time hiding underneath the wooden overhangs to listen to the voices above and understand what they were saying. Now he believed himself to be fluent enough to hold a decent conversation. Which was why today was a special day, but not in the way that Sebastian had hoped. Today he was finally going to reveal himself to Sora.

He expected their first encounter to be nothing short of amazing. Sora would be impressed to be in the presence of such a majestic creature and was going to eagerly want to learn more about Riku in the same way that Riku wanted to learn about him. The prince would give him the volcanic necklace that he chiseled himself as a sign of good will. After biding his time for so long, he expected everything to go perfectly.

Riku rose to the surface after securing his treasures. He patrolled the shoreline until he spotted the human that he was looking for. There was Sora, sitting on one of the docks that were far away from other humans. Time had changed the human boy. His legs were much longer now, and his torso was tanned and lean. Sora’s voice had deepened, and he didn’t play on the beach as much as he used to. Nowadays, he was often with a group of other humans his age, laughing and loitering about in the sand.

That didn’t seem to be the case today. For once, Sora was alone, and this was the opportune moment that Riku had been waiting for. He slowly emerged from the water just off to the side of the unsuspecting human. This moment had played in the prince’s mind for many tides. He already knew what to say and do. All he needed was to finally act on this one, lifelong desire.

“Hello Sora!”

Riku jerked his head in the direction of the unknown voice. A human female was running in the direction of the dock where Sora was sitting. The mer quickly ducked underwater before he could be seen, bristling with impatience. How dare that stranger get in the way of such a momentous occasion? Riku circled the area a few times with a sour look on his face, and then he resurfaced again behind an outcropping of rocks. He clawed the side of the moss-covered boulders in front of him and carefully pulled himself upwards to see what was going on at the docks.

The female sat next to Sora and they held hands. This was odd to Riku; he had never seen Sora do anything like this before. The humans leaned their heads close and pressed their lips together. Now that, Riku understood. It was something that the mer people did when they were mated. A cold chill went down Riku’s spine and straight into the ends of his tail. Surely, Sora didn’t…

“Riku, you have been away too long,” clicked Splash. She had been watching the goings on from afar, and now she came to a slow swim behind Riku. "It happened while you were last hunting with your father.“

"What happened?” demanded Riku, despite the fact that he could already guess what it was.

“Your favorite human has mated. That is his Chosen next to him. I suppose she’s lovely as most humans go. I can’t wait to see their pups once they are born,” clicked Splash excitedly.

The prince looked as if he was in shock. It never once occurred to him that Sora would eventually grow and find a mate. Riku had always imagined himself to be the center of Sora’s world, even if they never spoke to each other. Now, the reality of how insignificant he truly was to the human was sinking in.

“Oh Riku,” chided Splash, “Don’t look so belly-up. There will be other humans for you to meet.”

“No,” sang Riku petulantly. "That was the human I grew up with. That’s MY human!“

"You are too old to be speaking like a guppy. No one can own a human. He is not an anemone that you can keep as a pet. I am sorry Riku, but the tides always flow, even when you are floating still,” clicked Splash sagely.

Riku’s handsome face twisted into an expression of anger and anguish. He flicked his tail and went slicing through the water in the direction of the treasure cove. Splash was so alarmed by the merman’s behavior that she decided to follow him. No sooner did she reach the entrance to the cave that Riku re-emerged with a bottle in his claws.

“This,” he sang, thrusting the human object at the dolphin. "I must know what this message is.“

"Riku, you know very well that I can not understand human writing,” clicked Splash, her tone expressing disapproval.

“But there must be a creature out there who can. I don’t care what it takes. I want to know what it sings. I want to know what he’s been trying to tell me,” sang the prince.

“Riku, that may be an impossible quest,” clicked Splash. "But you won’t take no for an answer will you? You spoiled mer.“ The dolphin used her teeth to take the bottle from Riku’s hand. Then she swam to the surface with it and emitted a loud cry through her blow hole. A flock of seagulls burst into flight and circled the area where Splash was swimming. She communicated with them through clicks, which the seagulls mimicked through their long beaks.

Splash let go of the bottle and let it float in the water. One of the seagulls flew off to the shoreline and returned with a large pelican in tow. The larger bird swooped down and used its long and deep beak to scoop up the floating bottle. Then the entire mass of birds flew away towards the mainland, driven by their mission.

"There, Riku. If there if anyone who knows anything, the birds will find them,” clicked Splash upon returning to the prince. “I don’t know what you wish to accomplish with such a foolish request.”

“You wouldn’t understand. You’re just like my father. You don’t care about the humans at all,” sang Riku. Then he dived into deeper waters, leaving Splash behind.

“They are not angel-fish Riku, you are chasing shadows!” clicked Splash after the mer. Then she uttered a worried murr when she realized that she was not going to be able to get through to the hard-headed prince.

Riku swam back to the depths of Atlantica. He didn’t want to remain at the surface waters anymore. All the joy of it had been sucked out. He had gone through his life believing that he had a special connection with the human, and it hurt to think that Sora could be with someone who was even more special than him. Riku expected to be the center of the boy’s world, just as Sora had been his. Now he realized that it was all just a youngling’s dream.

He made his way through the glittering corridors of the palace, ignoring the mers that bowed to him or tried to catch his eye. Riku would have gone straight to his room if he didn’t overhear his father’s booming voice through the grand ante-chamber. The prince heard his name mentioned, so he hid behind one of the columns so that he could eavesdrop and hear what was being said about him.

“Your majesdy, are you sure dat et isn’t t’ soon to make prince Riku choose a mate?” asked Sebastian worriedly. Considering Riku’s unruly behavior, he feared what would happen to the poor mermaid that became chosen by him.

“Sebastian, the reality is that Riku is a fine, strapping male,” answered King Triton with a touch of pride. "A mer like that isn’t going to ignore maidens for long. We must help to guide him towards a proper choice, otherwise he may make a dire mistake. A prince must always make the right decisions in order to gain the trust of the mer if he is to be king.“

"But sire, he es young!” protested Sebastian. "Whad if he doesn’t know how da treat another mer right? Den what will become of et?“

"All the more reason why we must intervene early,” sang Triton grandly. "I’ll not have him mating with some fish that he drags in from the reef. It will be someone of proper birth and manners. He’s shown that he’s mature enough for it. It’s time that we ensure Atlantica’s future.“

Sebastian cringed at Triton’s words. If Riku was mature, then he would eat his left claw.

Riku scowled at what he heard, and then he continued swimming to his chambers. Was this how he was to live the remainder of his life? With all the important choices already made for him, even the ones concerning his mate and body? Every fiber of his being wanted to rebel against it. He was tempted to find some random fish and make his father’s worse fear come true out of spite. However, he didn’t want to be stuck with some lovesick mer that would never leave him alone either.

The prince threw the necklace that he meant to give Sora in frustration. It floated away, eventually drifting to some forgotten corner of the room. To Riku, life seemed very grim in that moment.

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The Turning ceremony began as scheduled. The palace was filled with lights of every shade of color, and delicate corals and bright anemone had been arranged to accent the floors and walls of the grand hall. Mers swam into the entryway with notes of excitement spilling from their lips. They wore their best pearls and accented their fins with colored sand. The water in the palace teemed with the currents of flipping fins and clapping hands as the festivities began.

Riku’s body was painted in glowing blue colors that could only come from the most finely cultivated pools of luminescent animals. When he swam among his people, there were several vibrations of appreciation accompanying the bowing and curtsying that he received. Normally that would have fed his ego, but tonight it only made his gullet ache with trepidation. One of those people gathered would have to become his mate, and so far he was not impressed with any of them.

He had to stay on his best behavior because delegates from neighboring kingdoms were attending. If he didn’t like any of the high ranking mers in his own realm, then the next best thing would be to choose a mate from among the representatives of the others. Riku was slightly more interested in them than in the choices of his own homeland. The cultures of other kingdoms were different. Some were more militaristic, others held different ideals, and some had odd physical traits. At the very least, he would be entertained if he chose one of them. Even so, he had to stay sharp. The reason that any of the neighboring kingdoms would want him in their fold was so that they could have the power of the Trident in their bloodline.

Riku had to be especially careful of the Orcas. They hailed from the Kingdom of Noctis, and they were a warmongering breed of mers that sought to conquer the entire ocean. Currently, they were on friendly terms with Atlantica because the Trident’s power had the capacity to put an end to their ambitions. They were the natural enemies of the Sirens, mers that upheld firm beliefs in the sanctity of freedom for all oceanic creatures. The Sirens were from the Kingdom of Lumina, and they often clashed with the Orca over border disputes. They were present at the Turning ceremony because they hoped that King Triton would ally with them and put an end to the Orca’s bloodthirsty ambition.

King Triton chose to remain neutral in the matters of the neighboring kingdoms. Riku was to do the same in order to represent his father’s interests. However, he couldn’t help but hold an interest in the two warring kingdoms, just because they represented choices that his father didn’t want him to make.

"Aaaah, Prince Riku,” crooned a nearby mer. An old but distinguished Orca approached the prince at a slow swim. King Xehanort of the Kingdom of Noctis may have been many years the senior of King Triton, but his craftiness only sharpened with age. His long, black and white tail was faded in many spots, and the tears in his fins spoke of many past battles. "You have reached quite an exciting time in your life. I remember my Turning ceremony. The whole world was wide and vast before me, brilliant and exciting.“

Riku schooled the expression on his face to polite neutrality as the old Orca spoke to him. He bowed his head in deference to the king. "The Turning means that I will have as many responsibilities as I have opportunities,” sang Riku, reciting what it was that his tutors had taught him.

“Oh, but I sense in you a wild spirit, prince Riku,” clicked Xehanort. His golden eyes appeared to gleam as he looked directly at the prince, as if the other mer were completely transparent. "When I was your age, I dreamed of adventure and glory. But alas, I had responsibility. I was a prince, such as yourself, and I was groomed to eventually take the mantle of King. I lost my youth to responsibility. I can hardly remember a time when I had any fun. But surely King Triton is more lenient on you. After all, you are his favorite.“

Riku ground his sharp teeth at Xehanort’s words. He hated the thought of growing into an old king like his father and the mer before him, with nothing more to his life than making rules and planning parties just to keep his subjects happy. "For some mers, responsibility is a great adventure,” he sang, the notes sounding false and flat even to his own hearing.

“I suppose it is inevitable for someone such as yourself,” clicked Xehanort. "But that doesn’t mean that it can not be postponed. Just think of what a few character building cycles in Noctis would be like. Our mermaids aren’t like the usual sort that you would find out in the anemones. They are fierce warriors, equal to any merman. They know what the word adventure means. It would be an interesting honeymoon, to say the least.“

The old king chuckled, and then he gestured towards a group of female Orca that was gathered nearby. Unlike the king, their scales weren’t faded and their fins were healthy and intact. Their eyelids were smudged in shadowy grit that gave them an almost dangerous, but alluring appeal. Their black and white tails were voluptuous and muscled; Riku didn’t doubt that any of them could keep up with him in a fast swim.

"There is one good thing about being royalty,” continued Xehanort. He circled closer to Riku so that he could sing in a lower tone. "Anything that you wish to possess is automatically yours by sovereign right. And that doesn’t always mean the things only in your kingdom.“

Riku gave Xehanort a strange look. He didn’t quite understand what the old Orca was getting at. It wasn’t until Xehanort flicked his eyes in another direction that he finally understood.

Floating close to the ceiling away from the other mers was a lovely Siren. Everyone knew her name because she was infamous for rebuffing the affections of suitors despite the many efforts to woo her. Her name was Aqua, and it was no wonder that others wanted to mate with her. The maiden’s slender tail was toned in purple and blue scales that melded into each other in a beautiful gradient. Her fins were long and primly arched in the way that only fine upbringing could guarantee. She had rare fins on her forearms, a coveted trait among mermaids, and blue hair that she stubbornly kept short despite the protests of her friends and family. She was a high ranking lady among the court of Lumina who was very active in the preservation of the rights of merfolk.

Riku immediately grew suspicious. Why would Xehanort want him to mate with Lady Aqua of the Sirens? That would only serve to strengthen the ties of Atlantica to Noctis’s mortal enemies. He tried not to let his concern show as he sang, "Thank you, but I think that’s an area that I can handle on my own.”

“Is it?” challenged Xehanort with a condescending smile.

Riku bristled at what the old mer was implying. He had been practically worshipped for his appearance since the moment that he was born. His pride overrode his earlier trepidation, and without another word, he swam towards the area where Aqua was floating.

She wasn’t expecting a personal interaction with the prince. While the other mermaids were primping and fawning over Riku, she was scratching a letter on a thin piece of slate. Aqua was quite surprised when she saw a flash of a pearlescent tail, and looked up to see the prince looming over her.

“Are you hiding from me in this corner?” asked Riku bluntly, although there was a charming smile along with that question.

Aqua turned the piece of slate over in order to maintain the privacy of the letter. Her gills flared momentarily so that she could communicate clearly to the prince. "Obviously, I’m not hiding well enough,“ she sang with a smile of embarrassment. Aqua curtseyed low to the prince. "I’m afraid that I’m not very good at parties.”

“There’s only one thing that you’ll have to do at this party,” sang Riku with a grin. "Dance with me as if you are my Chosen.“

Aqua immediately became flustered at what Riku said. "No, oh no I couldn’t. I am some cycles older than you, and it would cause a headache of a scandal. I highly advise against it Prince Ri—”

She never got to finish what she was saying. Riku reached for one of her wrists and began pulling her out to the dancing area. The mer who had been watching the interaction from afar made murmurs of excitement. Aqua was the first mermaid that Riku had chosen to speak to all night. Many believed that the prince was finally showing an interest in a mate.

The prince brought Aqua to the very center of the dancing area. She stopped attempting to squirm away when she realized that they were being watched very closely. Aqua did no want to embarrass Riku at his own Turning ceremony, so she swallowed her pride and gave in to the prince’s wish for a dance. Riku guided her long, slender arms around his neck, and he gently but firmly placed his clawed hands on the beginning curves of her tail, and rocked her in tandem to the music.

Aqua’s face purpled with the rush of blue blood to her cheeks. Riku was leading her so forcefully that she hardly had room to decide which way to turn her own tail. "Prince Riku, with all due respect,“ she sang, emphasizing the word to indicate that she was receiving none of that herself, "although I am flattered, surely you aren’t thinking of making me your Chosen.”

“What if I was?” sang Riku coyly. He pulled Aqua closer until their tails practically meshed together as they turned around and around.

Aqua gasped at the intimate move. Her first instinct was to shove Riku away, and it took every ounce of her will not to do it. Instead, her claws began to dig into the back of the prince’s neck in warning. "I have just this tide promised myself to someone else, and your actions will anger him!“

"Have you?” asked Riku. He tilted his head forwards so that their foreheads touched. To the onlookers, it may have looked like they were having tender conversation, when in reality Aqua was coming close to drawing blood with her claws. "Someone as picky as you couldn’t have possibly decided on someone. I think you’re lying.“

"I am not a liar!” sang Aqua in defensive tone, her gills now flaring in anger.

“Then who?” challenged Riku. "What’s the name of the lucky mer?“

Aqua gritted her sharp teeth. She had turned down so many suitors that it became almost an issue of pride to be someone who had stalwartly rebuffed tradition for her own personal freedom. That was why it was difficult to admit now that she was ready to settle down. "Terra. General of the Siren army,” she answered with a touch of reluctance.

Riku was inwardly shocked by the answer. Now he understood why Xehanort wanted him to swim after Aqua. If he angered such a high ranking person of the Siren kingdom then it would hurt Atlantica’s ties to them. That slippery eel, he mentally cursed. Now that he had been seen in Aqua’s company, he couldn’t just dismiss her. He had to think of her honor as well because she was a high ranking noble.

He didn’t let his thoughts show on his face. Instead, he maintained an adventurous smile as he leaned in and whispered to the mermaid, “Don’t leave Atlantica. I invite you to stay in the castle for a while.” Then he gently glided his hands over the ghostly fins in her arms and withdrew from the dance. He gave her a respectful bow and swam away.

Aqua wanted to strangle Riku, but she curtseyed in return, hissing at the prince that she could not stay, but knowing that she had to. It would be disrespectful to refuse the prince’s invitation, even though she had no interest in him whatsoever. It was customary for the prince to invite mermaids that he was interested in to stay in the castle and get to know him. She had no choice but to follow the custom in hopes of keeping everyone’s honor intact. Everyone but Terra, much to her dismay.

Riku knew that he was creating a very precarious situation by choosing someone from Lumina. To keep the playing ground even, he picked a formidable female from Noctis, several others from other neighboring kingdoms, and a few from his own. With all of them under the roof of the palace, it would only be a matter of time before they fought amongst each other and made a disgrace of themselves. At that point, Riku could dismiss them all without a scratch to his image. In the event that they didn’t fight, he’d find a reason to make them do so.

The rest of the party went on as expected. Every mer was abuzz with the news that Riku had chosen so many potential suitors. A conclusion was made that the prince was undecided, which meant that it was still anyone’s chance to become his mate. It was going to be an uphill battle for those who were invited to the palace, and nearly every single one of those mermaids were ready for that fight.

That was the only positive that came out of having this Turning ceremony; the fact that Riku was going to be well entertained. It was the only thing he cared about as he went through the ritual dances and songs that were required of him. At the close of the festivities, he bid the guests goodbye and escorted all of the females to their new rooms. Some of mermaids invited him to spend more time with them privately, but he politely turned them down while feigning a shyness that he didn’t have.

His father was alarmed at how many suitors Riku brought into the palace, but the prince explained that it was part of his strategy to prevent anyone from losing face. That seemed to relax Triton somewhat, although he still spent a lot of time lecturing his son on the importance of picking the right mate.

By the time Riku retired to his room, he was exhausted. He tiredly rolled a boulder against the entryway to his personal quarters in hopes of preventing anyone from interrupting his sleep. Unfortunately, fate had a different scenario in store for him.

“Prince Riku!” squeaked a small voice from inside of his chambers.

Riku whirled around and discovered that there was a yellow and blue fish floating in his room. "Why are you here?“ he demanded of the intruder.

"I-I’m sorry,” sputtered the fish. "M-M-My name is Flounder. I was sent here by Splash. Something about a - a message.“

That caught Riku’s immediate interest. He swam over to the fish, his eyes bright with growing excitement. All semblance of being tired completely vanished. "And?”

“We-well, the pelican flew into the human city, and then it, it talked to the pigeons, who talked to the rats and –”

“What does the message say?” repeated Riku impatiently.

“Sorry! It says, er.” Flounder flapped his fins as he attempted to recall the words. "This.. this is my last message to you, because I don’t want to keep hurting the ocean. To this ah.. this day, I still remember you, and I’ll never forget what you did for me. I wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for… for you. I wish that I could have seen you, one.. one last time so I could say, thank you. I wish we could have been friends. Signed, ah. Sora. Yeah, definitely Sora.“

Riku looked stunned for a few moments after Flounder recited the message that was in the bottle. Then, a slow smile overtook his expression. "He didn’t forget me.”

“Who didn’t forget you?” asked Flounder. His body tilted sideways in the water with curiosity.

“He didn’t forget!” repeated Riku with excitement. Suddenly, he was a whirl of movement. The prince shoved aside the boulder blocking his room and darted off into the hallways of the palace.

“Wait! Who didn’t forget what?” called Flounder after Riku. "Where is he going?“

Riku was heading for the surface. It didn’t matter if it was an ungodly time to do it. Mers would be watching his every move after his Turning ceremony, but he didn’t care. He wanted to see Sora right now. The prince did his best to avoid attention, but the moment that he was free of the palace gates, he ascended to the surface world as fast as his tail could take him.

Little did he know, he was being watched. King Xehanort saw Riku climb into the darkness above from his place hidden in the shadows. He took a gander that the prince would sneak off to one of the mermaid’s rooms, but he never dreamed that the merman would take such an unusual detour. Xehanort clicked a command to an Orca that was accompanying him, "Follow him.”

“As you wish,” replied his bodyguard. This particular mer was just as embattled as the King. A patch made out of a round shell covered one of his eyes, and his face was irreversibly marred from a scar over his left cheek. With a sinister smile, he pursued Riku to the surface world.

Xehanort folded his arms behind his tail. He was certain that if Prince Riku had a secret, then Braig would be sure to find out what it was.

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Riku broke water and flared his gills against the crisp air. The sun was gone, and in its place was a bright moon that painted the water as brilliantly as his own scales. He could feel the tide gathering strength, threatening to drag him back into the depths if he didn’t fight it with his tail. A foreboding wind tore at his wet hair and screamed through the palm trees with a loud howl.

Splash had a feeling that Riku would ascend immediately after sending down a message with Flounder. She was keeping a sharp eye out for him, and she murred with consternation when sure enough, Riku made an appearance. Since the ocean’s surface was very rough, she remained below the waters with her pod, who were all huddling behind rocks to avoid being swept away. "Riku!“ she clicked towards the mer. "It’s dangerous at the surface. There is a storm coming.”

Riku ducked his head beneath water when he heard Splash’s familiar notes. "Where is Sora?“ he sang back at the dolphin.

"He rode his fast-boat against the tide. Riku, don’t you even think –”

Unfortunately, not only did Riku think it, he acted on it. He darted under the roiling water and went swimming against the tide. It occurred to the prince that it was foolish to rush to the surface while the sun was down. Sora was rarely outside beyond that time; therefore his chances of seeing him were slim. However, now that Splash confirmed that he was out in the ocean while the water was warring with the air, he was concerned. He knew of the fast-boat that Splash spoke of, and it was flimsy at best. Still, it would be a miracle if he managed to catch up to it.

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Sora shouldn’t have taken the jet ski out this late, but after getting Kairi’s phone call, he couldn’t stop himself. She said that her father had been called back to duty with the Navy, so she was going to be moving again first thing in the morning. Tonight was the last time that they would ever be able to see each other again.

Their relationship was one of those torrid love affairs that started fierce and ended just as strongly. She was the first girl that Sora ever had feelings for, and it was tearing him apart that it was going to end so suddenly. It was the least he could do to show up at her doorstep one last time before having to say goodbye.

Kairi lived on one of the remote islands by the beach. Her father attempted to keep her innocent by choosing such a faraway location, but his efforts were in vain. Kairi was a very wild and free girl, and it was that spirit that drew Sora to her in the first place. Now she was going to be whisked away to her next adventure and Sora was going to be left behind in the same place where she found him.

It wasn’t fair. They entertained the idea of a long distance relationship, but they both knew that it was a lost cause. The time that they had been together was been very brief and their friendship just as short. That was the nature of summer love; here today and gone tomorrow. Sora gave her his last kisses, and she wished him all the love and joy in the world.

Sadly, Sora couldn’t feel any of those things now. He was miserable with loneliness. Kairi wanted him to stay on the island until the storm passed, but he couldn’t stand it anymore. The longer he stayed with her, the harder it was going to be to let go. So he mounted his jet ski and took off into the darkness. He could barely see the distant shoreline through his tears.

The sky opened up with torrential rain. Waves unhindered by any barrier reefs began to tower dangerously high. Sora fought to keep his jet ski under control, but deep down a part of him almost wished that the ocean would just swallow him up and end this misery.

It was inevitable that he would capsize. The jet ski sprung out of his control and he fell into the churning water. Sora remained attached to his vehicle by the lifeline velcroed to his wrist, so he used it to guide him back to the surface. He managed to wrap one arm around the seat, but then a fast moving wave knocked his head against the side of the metal.

Slowly, his consciousness slipped away from him. As the world turned black, he couldn’t help but feel a strange sense of irony. He almost drowned when he was a child several years ago. He remembered being saved that time even though nobody believed that what he saw was real.

I’m not lucky enough to see an angel twice, he thought to himself.

And yet, he thought he saw a flash of white just before his eyes closed.

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Riku caught Sora in his claws before he could sink further into the ocean. This time he knew to keep the human’s head above water to keep him alive, but it was a struggle. The boat kept bumping into them, and it took a while to figure out that there was a line attached to Sora’s wrist. Riku bit through it with his sharp teeth, and then he carried the dead weight towards the nearest shoreline.

“This is the second time, human,” he clicked at the unconscious Sora. "You are completely in my debt.“

As they made their way to safety, Braig followed at a distance with a bemused expression. Consorting with humans? Riku’s father wasn’t going to be very happy about that.

To be continued.
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