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Posted: Wed Jul 06, 2011 8:30 am
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Posted: Wed Jul 06, 2011 8:50 am
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Posted: Fri Apr 13, 2012 8:58 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2012 11:21 am
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[ ∂ємσи : αмиєѕια ρяσиє : αℓιgиє∂ ωιтн тнє иσвσ∂ιєѕ : кєувℓα∂є ωιєℓ∂єя ]
“When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different..."
Azaria strided quietly in the back alley, looking around simply at the lights of the back alley, observing every detail as he passed by. None of this looked recognizable to him at all.
What a pity.
' No matter ', Azaria sighed. He sat down with his back against the wall of the alley, calmly thinking. He was rather lucky that the people whom lived here had accepted him, despite the loss of memory. He glanced down at the keychain clipped to his pants. Azaria found it rather hard to believe that turned into a weapon called a keyblade. Very hard to believe. But, He couldn't deny what his eyes saw.
What did they call it? Forgotten Bonds? Something like that.
Secondly, where could he find another person, capable of turning keychains into weapons as well? That, was the true question. He didn't recognize anything around him, how was he supposed to find another place beyond this one?
♥♣♦♠“You know that your name is safe in their mouth."
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![User Image](https://i1285.photobucket.com/albums/a590/Joshua_Daniel_Kinsey/Blue20Boy_zpsf253f146.jpg) Reisui sigheand continued walking, his hands in the pockets of his black and white pants. Kichōna's skirt flailed back slightly when a light breeze rolled in. Her short, pink bangs cleared her forehead. Reisui began walking with a straight back. He had always liked the moments before the moon came up, when that peachy colour danced on the horizon. "Well, here we are." Kichōna stopped. Reisui turned and stood there. "Sorry you had to walk with me." She stretched backwards and tapped her purple colored leggings on her upper legs. Reisui nodded and replied in a hushed tone."No problem." She gave him a weird look. "You really aren't a bad kid." She smiled, looked down at her feet and kicked an imaginary pebble. "I was kinda wondering," She paused, then blurted out. "Would you be my friend?" He stared at her as if she had kicked a puppy. She looked away shyly and rubbed the back of her head. "It's just that, I'm new around here and you are like the only kid I've met." Reisui smiled and nodded. "Sure." They stood there smiling at one another for what seemed like ages. "Well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow?" Her face turned red. He nodded. "Yeah,"
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