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“We can rest tonight, and meet up at the garage tomorrow morning,” Hiro said as they made it back to the ground. He didn’t look to happy about it, but with everyone else’s exhaustion it wouldn’t be good to continue fighting.
“Right!” Sora nodded, trying for a grin to cheer the boy up. He just hoped that this Riku would give them a chance to rest.
“Uh, Sora?” Goofy asked, “Do you want to head back to the ship to sleep?”
“Uh...” Sora thought about it. He didn’t like sleeping in the ship too much, but there wasn’t anywhere nearby to pitch a tent.
“You guys can sleep at my place!” Fred offered. “Mi casa es su casa. Which Honey Lemon has informed me means ‘my house is your house!’”
“Proper rest in a bed would lead to optimized performance tomorrow,” Baymax informed them, though he seemed a little more sluggish than usual.
“Oh no, big guy, are you running low on battery?” Hiro frowned, then turned to Sora. “Do you mind helping me bring him back to my place? We have Tadashi’s-- Er... there’s an extra bed.”
Sora frowned at the cut off, but nodded. Hiro looked a little sad, and figured he might have wanted someone there tonight. “Okay!” He grinned at Donald and Goofy. “You guys head to Fred’s, or back to the ship if you want. I’ll help Hiro get Baymax home. See you in the morning!”
It ended up being a good thing that Sora accompanied Hiro. Baymax started to drag and get slower the closer they got to the garage and soon Sora was half dragging the robot up the stairs to Hiro’s room.
As soon as they managed to get the robot situated back into what Hiro called Baymax’s “charging port” there was a quiet voice calling up the stairs. “Hiro?”
“Aunt Cass!” Hiro sputtered, hurrying to take his helmet and gear off. Sora frowned, but followed suit, taking the AR device off. Just as he managed to set it on the bed, a woman opened the door.
“Aunt Cass!” Hiro laughed nervously. “Hi! I thought you were working late!”
“And now I’m done,” the woman said, hands on her hips. Then she turned to Sora. “Oh, hello. Are you a friend of Hiro’s from the university?”
“University?” Sora asked, just as Hiro shouted. “Yes!”
Aunt Cass frowned at both of them, an eyebrow raised. Sora chuckled, trying to diffuse the tension. “My name’s Sora! And yeah, I’m a friend of Hiro’s.” It was the truth, though Sora still wasn’t quite sure what a ‘university’ was.
“He needed a place to stay for the night, Aunt Cass!” Hiro explained quickly. “I just figured, with Tadashi’s...” He trailed off, with a look towards the back of the room.
Sora looked as well, finding a bed by another window, blankets smoothed out and clean, only a hat adorning the single pillow. The brunet then remembered what Hiro had said about his brother earlier and he felt his heart drop. He didn’t want to intrude if--
“Are you sure, Hiro?” Aunt Cass asked gently. “I can get the pull out couch ready, if you would like.”
Hiro only hesitated for a second before nodding. “I’m sure.”
“Okay,” Cass nodded, then grinned at Sora. “Let me get some fresh blankets.” She turned, exiting the room and Sora heard her step down the stairs.
Sora was saved from an awkward silence when his phone chimed. He frowned, pulling it out expecting a message from Chip and Dale, or maybe Ienzo. He thought he should maybe tell the scientist about the moment on the bridge today, Roxas’s heart coming to the forefront for just a moment. But he didn’t think the scientist could help with that until they could get a replica body.
To his surprise though, the message was a picture from Riku. It was of a new keyblade, bright silver and black. Definitely different than what Riku used to carry, and an unusual shape. The charm was a match for Sora’s Kingdom Key. Another message quickly followed:
New keyblade. What do you think?
Sora grinned, eagerly texting back. I love it! Pose with it so I get the full effect!
“Message from your friends?” Hiro’s voice broke through the haze of happiness that tended to come over Sora whenever his boyfriend texted.
“Huh?” Sora looked over at the boy, “No. Well... kinda. It’s from my boyfriend. He just got a new...well... He’s a keyblade wielder too, but his old one broke, so he sent me a picture of his new one.” He held the phone out so Hiro could see the picture. “See? It’s so cool!”
Hiro frowned, studying the picture. “It looks like a giant version of Aunt Cass’s car key.”
The phone buzzed again and when Sora pulled the message up, it was of Riku posing with his new blade in his usual fighting stance. I hope you appreciate this. It was embarrassing to ask Mickey to take the picture.
Sora huffed out a chuckle and quickly texted a response. I love this! New phone background!
Sora! No!
Sora yes! Any excuse to look at your pretty face will be taken advantage of at every opportunity.
Riku’s response to that was an embarrassed frowny face and Sora chuckled loudly, pulling the picture of Riku up again and holding it out for Hiro to see. “He gets embarrassed sometimes when people point out he’s awesome. He didn’t used to.”
“Who does?” Aunt Cass asked, walking back into the room with several blankets.
“My boyfriend!” Sora answered, pulling up another picture that didn’t feature Riku’s new keyblade. This one was taken shortly after Riku had asked Sora out on a date before the brunet had left on his journey and Riku and Mickey traveled to Radiant Garden. The silver haired boy was nervous but determined and Sora had eagerly responded with a kiss to Riku’s cheek. Then he insisted on taking a picture of that moment to send to Kairi. “He’s awesome!”
Cass glanced at the picture. “Oh, he looks like a nice boy. Where’d you meet him at?”
“We’ve known each other since we were kids and he’s my best friend,” Sora blushed. “He said he had a crush on me for years... I’m so mad I didn’t notice till he actually asked me out.”
“Sometimes you need a little bit of shaking up to see things from a different angle,” Hiro mentioned.
Sora grinned and nodded. “Right! Our whole lives were a little shaken up.”
Cass laughed, “Well, do you guys need anything else.”
“No, we’re good! Hiro grinned. “Thanks, Aunt Cass.”
“You’re welcome!” She grinned back and then left them alone.
Hiro looked back at the phone. “I couldn’t help but notice though... he looks like that guy we saw tonight. You said you knew a Riku.”
“Hmm... yeah...This is my Riku.” Sora frowned. Now that he had absolute confirmation that Riku, his Riku, was safe back at the Tower, he worried about this other Riku. Was it really Riku from the past? And what would that mean for his Riku here? Or was something else going on?
Either way, he didn’t like how this Riku acted. He was everything that Riku hated about his past now.
“I was young and dumb,” Riku admitted, blushing to the roots of his hair. “I had this huge crush on you and I didn’t know what to do with it. So I acted out. And I’m so... angry that Maleficent and Xehanort’s heartless were able to... twist that into something that resembled hate.”
Riku had grown out of his past mistakes. He knew how to deal with his feelings now. And even if he ever felt overwhelmed by them, Sora would kiss his face till Riku laughed and hugged the brunet as tightly as he wanted.
“It’s complicated,” Sora finally answered. “But the Riku we met tonight was like... a not so good version of my Riku. And I’m very sorry if he hurt you.”
“It’s okay,” Hiro glanced at the charging port where Baymax now rested. “I’m just--I’m nervous. That chip card he had. There’s only one place he could have gotten that from. And I was kind of dumb when I made it and it has a lot of programs in it I regret. If it’s uploaded into Baymax... it could do a lot damage. That would just be an insult to Tadashi’s memory.”
“I’m sorry,” Sora sighed out, but then offered a grin. “So we’ll just have to stop him before he tries that, okay? We won’t let anything happen to Baymax.”
Hiro looked up at him, but then nodded. “Okay.” He then wiped under his eyes for a moment before turning to look at the nicely made bed. “C’mon, I can help you change the blankets out, then you can get some sleep.”
“Huh? But what about you?”
Hiro shrugged. “I’m not sure how much I’m gonna sleep tonight. Nightmares... I might just try to run the data on those darkubes, and then--
“No way! You need sleep! Just like the rest of us!” Sora crossed his arms, thinking. If Hiro couldn’t sleep because of nightmares, then... “Oh, I know!” He grinned pulling the dream eater heartbinder from his pocket and holding it to his chest. “Give me strength.”
In a flash, Meow Wow popped into existence excitedly jumping into Sora’s arms with a squeaky bark.
“I missed you, too!” Sora grinned, petting the dream eater’s head. “Can you do me a favor though and cuddle with Hiro tonight? He needs someone to eat his nightmares.”
Meow Wow let out a high pitched sound and turned, looking at the other boy for a moment before eagerly launching into Hiro’s arms with an even louder squeak.
“What the--? What is--?” HIro seemed to be at a loss for words as Meow Wow barked-meowed and cuddled closer, eager for pets.
“He’s a dream eater spirit,” Sora explained. “He eats bad dreams, so as long as he’s around, you won’t have nightmares, okay? Trust me, I know from experience that he works. And he’s a great cuddler, aren’t you, Fuzzy?”
The Meow Wow wiggled in agreement.
Hiro looked less sure about this arrangement and Sora tried to reason with him. “It’s like you said earlier. We all need rest, and that includes you. We can’t go into battle without our leader as his full capacity, right?”
The boy tilted his head down at Fuzzy, then nodded. “Okay. You’re right.”
“Heck, yeah I am!” Sora grinned and then steered the boy towards his own bed. “I’m gonna stay up till you go to sleep so I know you don’t try to sneak to your computer.”
“Sora, no you don’t have to!” Hiro protested, but he was grinning a bit too.
The brunet laughed. “Don’t worry. Between Fuzzy, Baymax, and I, we’ll keep an eye out for nightmares!”
Hiro huffed but nodded, climbing into bed and turning the lights out. The Meow Wow was quick to cuddle in close, Hiro wrapping an arm around the creature only a little reluctantly. “Thanks Sora...” Despite his earlier protests, he seemed to fall asleep quickly.
Sora stayed up for a little while longer though, checking other things on his phone and clearing some of his pictures to save storage space. He definitely saved the one of Riku with his new blade as his phone background. Letting out a sigh, he took his jacket off to sleep. Sora would have to tell Riku about the golden-eyed Riku later, and he wasn’t sure how his boyfriend would take the news.
But he supposed that was a thought for another morning.
--
Sora couldn’t breathe.
Dodging, ducking, defending-- all of it done practically simultaneously. Sora didn’t have time to think. His breath came in short gasps of air as he dodged another blow from the Darkubes. There wasn’t even an opening or a center he could wack at until they fell. It was just dodging relentless attacks.
He couldn’t see Baymax. Couldn’t find Donald and Goofy. The Big Hero 6 team was missing as well. His health was low, and he was nervous about using the last of his magic to heal. What if the Darkubes revealed their weak point and he needed to cast fire to even hit it?
He dodged under another fist, nearly rolling into one of the small utility sheds on top of the skyscraper. Sora grunted and struck his keyblade to the ground to help him stand. Where were Donald and Goofy? He couldn’t keep doing this forever.
“What’s wrong, Sora? I thought you were stronger than that ...”
Riku?
It sounded like Riku. But the tone-- It was all wrong. Riku never sounded like that--
“C’mon, you know in your heart it’s me. This was when I was strongest.” A figure emerged from a dark corridor, a black hood obscuring their face, but Sora just knew who it was.
“Riku--” Sora was cut off when the Darkubes came swinging in again. He groaned and weakly blocked. The cubes easily overpowered him and sent him flying towards the edge of the skyscraper. “Riku, stop, you don’t--”
“I don’t what, Sora?” The boy pulled his hood down, revealing the face of a fifteen year old Riku, his eyes shining gold instead of the teal blue Sora fell in love with. “Don’t want to hurt you? Do you really believe that? You are so pathetic. Why would I ever want to be friends with you? Much less...” He trailed off with a shrug, and for a moment, his eyes flashed teal.
A spike of dread settled into Sora’s stomach. No. It wasn’t true. Riku told him so.
But... if this past Riku said that--
“It’s not true!” Sora protested. He hadn’t even noticed when the Darkubes had all fallen to the ground, but now they were shifting and changing, becoming liquid, then smoke. It curled around the boy in front of him, pooled at his feet and twined around his legs.
“Of course it is,” the other boy scoffed, his eyes flashing teal again. “You’re so stupid Sora. I don’t need you. I never did. Go back to your simple, stupid islands. You belong there.”
“They’re your home too!” Sora tried again.
“I renounce them,” Riku turned away, the darkness still swirling around him. “I have my new home now”
“No...” Despite the harsh words, every fiber of Sora’s being wanted to reach out. Shake the boy till he understood. The Destiny Islands weren’t home unless Riku was there. If he could just reach--
Suddenly a pool of darkness began to form at Sora’s feet as well and he quickly sank up to his knees. The brunet gasped and looked around, trying to find something to help pull himself out. Finding nothing, he tried to summon his keyblade (when did he let it go?) but nothing happened.
“See? Useless.”
Sora huffed and tried to ignore Riku’s voice. There had to be somethi--
The darkness sucked him to his waist, and despite his desire to help Riku, he also began to panic. What if he couldn’t get out? He couldn’t reach Riku that first time and now--
There was a warmth near his chest, growing hotter the more he struggled with the darkness surrounding him. A glow emerged from his shirt and with a start, Sora remembered the dream eater heartbinder. When had it gotten to that pocket?
With a quick shake of his head, Sora pulled it out and pressed it to his chest. “Please, I need you...” he whispered.
There was a flash of light, but instead of the Meow Wow eagerly bouncing towards him, the light sparked upwards, illuminating the area around them. Sora suddenly realized that they had somehow been transported off the skyscraper and were now back at Destiny Islands, the light illuminating the familiar palm trees and ocean surf.
The Riku figure in front of him seemed distracted by the light. Sora almost looked up as well, but then there was another flash and the brunet found himself staring at a pair of thick soled combat boots. Sowly, his gaze drifted upwards, taking in the sight of his boyfriend standing in front him, keyblade drawn. “Riku.”
Riku flinched, startled, then turned, giving the brunet a gentle grin. “Sora. Are you okay?”
Sora looked down, finding his legs free of the darkness that had been swamping him just moments before. “Yeah... Much better now. How--?”
“I, uh, don’t know, exactly.” Riku rubbed the back of his head. Then he turned back to the other Riku who was sneering at both of them. “And who are you supposed to be?”
“A better version of you,” the other Riku spat, summoning his own blade.
Riku scoffed and raised his keyblade, though Sora just realized that it wasn’t The Way to the Dawn, but the boy’s new blade, all bright silver and black. It looked heavy but Riku wielded it with just as much ease as he had any other keyblade.
There was something else different too. A faint outline of some kind of insignia was etched on Riku’s back. Sora was sure it hadn’t been part of Riku’s outfit when he had last see his boyfriend. But now it was clearly there, faintly glowing in the darkness.
The younger Riku lashed out, the older quickly retaliating, their blades clashing harshly in the open area. The field had changed again, now a strange circular arena with high pillars. Sora took steady breaths while they fought, trying to find the energy to stand. It almost felt like when he had fallen to darkness in the Mark of Mastery exam. But--at least this time Riku was here.
A green haze filled his vision. When Sora turned to look at his boyfriend, he found the silver haired boy smirking and the brunet realized that he must have casted a cure spell. It was easier to breathe now and Sora managed to stand on shaky legs, ready to help his boyfriend if necessary.
It wasn’t. By the time Sora thought he could dive into the battle, Riku’s -- his Riku’s-- form had shifted and changed. Huge purple wings sprouted from his back and he seemed to glow with energy and power. With one last dodge under his opponent’s raised Soul Eater, Riku swung his own blade, knocking the darker Riku right out of the ring. The arena that had surrounded them faded into a long white corridor.
Sora frowned, this felt... familiar.
“Stay out of Sora’s dreams,” Riku stated, hovering in mid air with his wings spread threateningly, and shielding Sora from the other’s gaze. “Next time I won’t go so easy.”
The younger Riku scoffed, but disappeared. He didn’t fade through a portal, but more shifted and changed till a Komory Bat nightmare was screeching, displeased at the defeat but obligingly vanishing from view.
“A nightmare?!” Sora gasped, then realized that it made sense. The shifting battle field, the reason he couldn’t find his friends. “I’m in a nightmare...”
“Not anymore I hope,” Riku stated dismissing his keyblade and offering a grin, his wings fading as well.
Sora huffed out his own laugh, “Nope, definitely not.” He looked up at Riku, absently checking him over for injuries and finding none. “What’s going on though? I thought you were with the King.”
“I was,” Riku frowned. “We were just resting for a bit before heading back to the realm of darkness. I must have fallen asleep. Then I heard you call to me...” He trailed off with a shrug.
“Call to you?” Sora frowned then remembered the heartbinder in his hand. “Oh, maybe it was this?” He held up the heartbinder with the dream eater spirit emblem. With a start, he realized it was the same as what was still etched on Riku’s back. “I was calling to my dream eaters but...” He trailed off, staring over Riku’s shoulder and then moved behind his boyfriend just to make sure he wasn’t seeing things. “It’s the same.”
“Oh, yeah,” Riku shrugged, turning so the emblem was hidden from view again. “That’s just, uh--” He cut himself off when Sora wrapped his arms around him. “Sora?”
“Right. You’re my personal dream eater,” Sora huffed out a grin, rubbing a hand over Riku’s back right where the emblem would be. “I forgot what Yen Sid had said. You dove into my dreams so you became my dream eater, right?” He looked up, startled to find Riku’s face as red as a tomato. “Riku?”
“S-Sora...” Riku gasped out, “You’re hands-- it feels...”
Sora jerked his hands away from Riku’s back. “I’m sorry! Does it hurt?!”
“..no...” Riku answered after a long moment, the redness not fading. “It felt really good. I was just... I wanted to just lean into you and that was just--” He cut himself off and shook his head. “...embarrassing.”
Sora frowned, but then remembered that when he petted his other spirits, they tended to get really excited or cuddly. “You want to cuddle? We can cuddle! We are dating. I always want to cuddle!” The dating thing was still kinda new to both of them, but Sora always wanted to be right next to Riku. Their separate missions made that hard, so if they could see each other this way then it would almost be the same. “I can pet your hair and stuff.”
“You don’t have to---” Riku stopped at Sora’s easy grin. “Okay.”
This time, Sora wasn’t surprised when the scenery shifted, the strange white corridor melting into the calm sunset of the paopu island. Sora grinned and hopped up on the tree, patting the spot next to him. Riku only let out a huff of air before taking his own seat, letting himself be drawn into Sora’s embrace. The brunet began to stroke a hand down Riku’s back and through silver strands.
There was a moment of hesitation before Riku let out a deep sigh and pushed halfway on to Sora’s lap, mumbling a hum of contentment. The brunet chuckled, overjoyed with the cuddles.
“I miss you,” Sora said. “We don’t get nearly enough time together to just relax.”
“Hmm... There’s always enough time,” Riku turned so he could look up at Sora, “We have time now.”
“Yeah,” Sora nodded, then took a closer look at Riku’s face. “Are your eyes, er, are they pink?”
“What?!” Riku shot up, and touched under his eyes, “What do you-- It’s just a trick of the light!”
“No way!” Sora put his hand on Riku’s shoulder, turning him so he could get a better look. “They’re definitely pink and--” A thought occurred to him. “Did your disposition change?” A laugh burst forth. “Did you go from attack mode to warm and cuddly mode?” His laughter grew louder when Riku let out a groan and wrapped an arm around Sora’s waist, dragging him in to rub at his head fondly. “Best boyfriend mode?”
“Shut up. I don’t have control over it.”
“Hmm...” Sora huffed out another chuckle. “I wonder what other dispositions you have? Would you get a defense boost if I gave you a shield cookie? You had wings earlier too. Is that normal?”
Riku shrugged. “No one has ever done anything like this before. Master Yen Sid said it was unprecedented, so I don’t know what the rules are.” He looked away, “I’m sorry if the wings disturb you--”
“No way!” Sora grinned, rubbing Riku’s back just to see the calm, happy look take over Riku’s features again. “I love them.” He leaned in and kissed his boyfriend’s cheek. “I love you.”
“I love you, too,” Riku was quick to say it back, as always. “I’ll see you soon, okay?”
Sora nodded, “And if not, maybe I’ll remember to try this in my dreams again.” He pulled out the heartbinder charm and held over his heart. “And don’t be afraid to call on me either, okay? No matter where you are, I’ll always find you. I promise.”
“I know you will,” Riku’s grin was so soft, Sora felt his heart swell up with emotion and he couldn’t help but lean in, kissing his boyfriend heatedly, one hand reaching up to stroke through soft silver hair.
Riku let out a soft groan, and then the dream faded away as Sora woke up.
He blinked, completely unsurprised when his phone started to ring before he even had a chance to fully open his eyes. He reached out blindly, grabbing the gummiphone and hitting the green answer button. “H’lo?”
“Sora? Are you okay? Were you sleeping?” Riku’s voice sounded tired as well, but on the screen he looked a little more awake. “I just had the weirdest dr--”
“Yeah, I know,” Sora chuckled quietly. “Hang on just a moment, okay?” The brunet glanced over to Hiro’s bed. The boy was sleeping quietly, the Meow Wow, Fuzzy, laying on top of the covers and making soft nom nom nom noises as it ate Hiro’s bad dreams. By the bed, Baymax’s “port” was humming softly, as if the robot was also snoring.
Sora tiptoed across the floor and out the bedroom door, making sure to stay quiet so he didn’t wake up Aunt Cass as well. He reached the door and snuck out, sitting on the stairs. “Sorry, I’m staying with a new friend and didn’t want to wake him up.”
“New friend?”
Sora felt his heart swell at the fond look on Riku’s face. “Yeah. this place is so cool, Riku. Did you see my pictures? Donald, Goofy and I met up with this team of superheroes. Some stuff happened and...” he trailed off. “Uh-- I mean, it’s nothing.”
“Did it inspire your nightmare?”
“I, er...” Sora let out a sigh. Even over the phone, he could never lie to Riku. “Yes.”
“So, there is a version of me among his ranks as well.” Riku didn’t look too shocked, and it made Sora sad at how resigned his boyfriend was.
“He’s not you,” Sora said. “He’s just...He’s lost like you were, and I want to help him find himself.”
“I know you do, Sora.” Riku let out a sigh. “But you shouldn’t let yourself get too close if he hurts you. Maybe he’s not worthy of being save--”
“No!” Sora blushed when he realized how loud his protest was. “I mean,” he continued quieter, “You’re worthy of being saved, Riku. Any version of you. I will never believe there to be a version of you that isn’t worthy of getting the help they need. Don’t ask me to not at least try to do that.”
“I--” Riku’s next sigh was shaky, and when Sora looked he saw a that a hand now covered the other boy’s teal eyes, though the tears still leaked out. The brunet frowned, wishing he could reach out and draw the silver haired boy into his arms. Riku was crying and Sora couldn’t do anything. “I--”
“I love you, Riku,” Sora stated quietly, “I love every part of you, with all my heart.” Even the parts you think I shouldn’t.
“I love you too, Sora.” Riku’s voice was still shaky, but he managed to lower his hand, revealing reddened, though dry eyes. “You’re so...” he trailed off, looking for the right word.
“Funny?” Sora offered, “Cute? Loving? Dorky?”
“Heroic.”
Sora gasped at the word, and then felt his face heat up. Riku thinks I’m heroic? That... That made Sora’s heart swell up and soon he was feeling his own tears start to form. “Thanks, Riku.”
“I know you wish you could do more here,” Riku continued. “But think of what all you’re doing out there. Helping save worlds, making new friends. No one else can do that like you do, Sora. You always want to save everyone. If that’s not heroic, I don’t know what is.”
“Riku...” Sora huffed, trying to laugh it off, but Riku’s words were exactly what he wanted to hear right now. “Why do you always say the best things?”
“You have your own way with words, though your actions tend to speak louder,” Riku reassured him with a small chuckle of his own. “Are you sure you’re okay?”
“I’m fine,” Sora admitted. “Much better now.”
“I’m glad.”
They both hovered on the phone, neither really wanting to hang up and just content knowing that the other was on the other line.
“I have to go...” Riku finally whispered. “I hear Mickey getting up next door, so I think we’ll be getting ready to leave soon.”
“Please be careful,” Sora whispered back. “I mean it. Nothing reckless!”
“Yes sir.” Riku’s smirk was teasing, just as it had been the last time they saw each other in person and Sora let out a grin of his own.
They quickly said goodbye and Sora stepped back into Hiro’s room. Outside the window, the sky was just starting to lighten. Not quite dawn and Sora was sure he could probably get an hour or two more of sleep before they would regroup and rethink the Darkube situation. The Meow Wow must have gotten full after taking care of Hiro’s nightmares and it was now snoring away.
Sora chuckled quietly, not watching where he was going and stumbled right into his own bed, his shin hitting the footboard. “Ah! F--” He cut himself off, hugging his shin to his chest and collapsing on the bed. “Ow!”
There was a hissing sort of sound, and then Baymax began to expand from his port.
Hurriedly Sora ran over to the robot. “Baymax! No! It’s not morning yet!”
“Hello! I am Baymax, your personal healthcare companion.”
Apparently the robot didn’t have a quiet setting.
“Ugh? What?” Hiro groaned as he sat up, the Meow Wow rolling down to the end of the bed, not even twitching in his sleep. “Baymax?”
“I’m sorry!” Sora pointed at the robot. “I just banged my shin and he popped out!”
Hiro blinked tiredly and then seemed to register what Sora said. A grin spread out over his face and he chuckled. “I’m guessing you said ‘ow.’”
“Sora has a mild bruise on his left shin. I recommend ice and rest.” Baymax stated, “I can lower my internal temperature to the correct amount.” His hand began to glow blue and he reached for Sora’s leg.
“Nah, Baymax, I got it!” Sora grinned and pulled a potion out of his pocket, spreading the contents over his shin. Normally he wouldn’t care that much, but the robot was concerned, so it wouldn’t hurt either. “See? Good as new!”
“The bruise is healed.” Baymax looked at the half empty potion bottle. “I don’t have that in my programs.” He looked at Hiro expectantly.
HIro yawned and scratched his hair. “I don’t think I’m gonna be able to program that Baymax. That seems to be a bit special to our Keyblade Hero 3 friends.”
Sora huffed out a laugh. Despite what Donald and Goofy said about ‘world order’ the brunet felt that most of the friends they made in the worlds tended to figure out that the trio wasn’t exactly from the area. It made Sora wonder if the world order was really something as set in stone as they thought.
“Well... since we’re both up, you want breakfast?” Hiro stretched and looked towards the door. “Aunt Cass is probably already at the bakery, but I’m pretty sure we have eggs or something here.”
“Sure!” Sora grinned. “I can’t say I’ll be all that helpful, but I am learning how to cook from a rat.”
Hiro blinked at that, his head tilted in confusion. “You are very strange, Sora.”
Sora shrugged, “What’s so strange about learning how to cook?”
Hiro chuckled and then hopped out of bed. “You stay here Baymax and keep recharging. We’ll need you at full health today!”
Sora grinned, only taking a moment to swing his jacket on and put his phone in his pocket before following Hiro down the stairs. On the way down, he texted Riku.
Turns out I have an early start too. And I’m cooking breakfast! Good luck and I love you!
The reply came in before they made it to the kitchen. You’re cooking? I think you need the luck more. I love you too.
Sora chuckled putting his phone away and then running to help Hiro.
Maybe today he could get through to the other Riku. Hiro was right, he just had to look at it at a different angle.