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The day that Riku met Sora began in tragedy.
That was how Riku viewed things when he realized that he misplaced his favorite toy sword. He'd gone to the playground with his mother and kept it by his side all morning. Then she called him over to the picnic tables for lunch, and when he returned to the sandbox, it was gone. At least, Riku thought he'd left it at the sandbox. It wasn't anywhere among the plastic buckets and shovels, nor in the grass nearby.
Then he thought he saw it…in the hands of another boy. His face flushed. How dare that kid steal his sword? Didn’t he know that only the bravest of warriors could wield such a powerful weapon?
So, naturally, he decided to run across the playground and clobber the spiky-haired thief. Only, things didn’t go according to plan. After Riku left the boy crying on the ground, he noticed the name carved into the wooden blade: “Sora.”
“Oops.”
To his surprise, Sora cheered up right away and offered to help him find his missing sword, “and then we can have a rematch!” And even though they had just met, Riku could tell that they were going to be best friends.