현재 fanfiction.net에 올리고 있는 Kingdom Hearts 팬픽. 물론(!) 영어다. 처음에는 머릿속에서 떠오른 어떤 구상을 처리할 생각이었는데, 이게 여러 개 되다 보니 아예 컬렉션으로 묶을 작정으로 쓰기 시작. 언제 완결될 지는 나도 모른다.
On the Crossed Path
Disclaimer: I don’t have anything but my OCs.
Warning: Possible Grammatical errors, Typos, and Etc.
Authoress L’s note: It may become collection of one-shots or drabbles. Several various OCs(mostly nameless) will be involved. And sorry, no real pairings!
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- 1. Number VI: Raining Street
He was walking down the street of Traverse Town. It was night, but he could see refugees gather by the gate. Another world had just destroyed. He leant against a building, watching them silently. Suddenly, a woman about late 20s, ran to the refugees and start to ask something. Although he couldn’t hear her voice, he could see what she was doing. Many of those refugees shook their head, and the woman looked disappointed. As she leaving them with disappointed, weary expression, he looked up the sky. Heavy cloud covered night sky. He could smell damp air.
”It looks like rain…” He murmured, adjusting his hooded coat. Just that time, the woman who asked something to refugees moments ago, walked to where he is. And as if she didn’t saw the man with black hooded coat, she bumped into him.
“I, I’m sorry! I couldn’t see you…….”
“It’s alright.” He said calmly, as always.
She looked his face, hidden under the hood, carefully.
“Excuse me, is something wrong?” He asked. She shook her head.
“No, but you look…….. so familiar……” She stood still, staring at him. “Would you…… take off this hood?”
He took off the hood without a word, revealing his pale, youthful face. Her eyes opened wide.
“You… just look like him!” She cried out.
“There are lookalikes in the world.” He said, with blank expression. “By the way, who is ‘he’?”
“Ienzo.” She replied. “He was my childhood friend, before he went to the Castle. When my world destroyed, I barely escaped here. I couldn’t see him since then. Do you know him? Or ever seen him?” She clutched at his gloved hand as saying that.
While listening her words, he realized she was so familiar to him.
I remember her.
“No. I’m sorry.” He shook his head. She let go her hold on his hands with depressed look.
It started to rain. On the street, there were only two. The woman didn’t seem to mind the rain. She gazed at him carefully again, then……
“You are… Ienzo, aren’t you?” It was all of sudden. He was startled. Startled? He had no heart, so he couldn’t feel any emotions, truly. Then what is this? He couldn’t tell.
“No, miss. I think you mistook me for someone else.” He said this with usual calm, blank face. Then he put the hood on again, turned against her.
She cried out his former name, but soon the cry died out, turned to sobbing.
As walking away, he could hear her sobbing. He murmured silently.
“Ienzo is dead. I am….. Zexion.”
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