Care for a pickle?
She let out an grunt as she was dropped, not all liking this situation.
“I’m…Sara…I don’t even know how I got here. I was just wandering around and found some kind of dark portal and it dropped me off here.” She explained, getting up and crossing her arms nervously. Ansem? That name sounded familiar. In fact, she remembered vaguely Sora telling her of a man he had fought a couple years ago. This man….this was that man! She couldn’t help the surprise that flitted across her face at her realization “Wait Ansem? THE Ansem?…..”Ansem smirked, quirking a brow at her, “Ah, so you’ve heard of me,” He concluded quietly, nodding his head, “Yes. Ansem, Seeker of Darkness, Lord of the Heartless, whatever you wish to know me as.” Taking another look over her, he furrowed his brows, “Though, I’m afraid I cannot say that I have ever heard of you, girl.”
“Yeah, my little brother told me about you…how he fought you about a year or two ago.” She looked away, hatred evident in her blue eyes. She hated when she talked about her brother, especially when it was about information he had told her. She felt stupid when she did. “Of course you wouldn’t have, I’ve layed low most of my life, especially the past three years.”
He tipped his head to the side curiously, intruiged by this bit of information. He leaned in a tad bit closer to the girl, studying her carefully. The only two he could think of that he had fought were Sora and Riku. And Ansem knew for a fact that this girl couldn’t be Riku’s sister. He knew too much about the boy to not know of the existence of a sibling, “Tell me..you wouldn’t happen to be Sora’s elder sibling..would you?”
She leaned back slightly when he leaned in, now a little uncomfortable. It was unsettling having such a scary man even a little close to her. It wasn’t that she feared him, which she did only a little, it was his presence. It was just so dark. “Yes, I uh….I am. Unfortunately” she scoffed, as though the fact disgusted her.
Ansem couldn’t help but chuckle at that, “Oh?” He asked quietly, “What, do you not like being Sora’s sister? Or, perhaps, do you not like Sora himself?” He was curious, really, thirsty for knowledge, as he always was.
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“Prince? Prince?! Prince of what?!”
He frowned a bit, stroking his hair, “Do you need to be a Prince of anything? You’re my Prince, that’s what matters.” He purred softly to him.
He flushed lightly and leaned his head on the other’s chest,” Why do you treat me so well….?”
He smiled at him, holding him close to his chest, “Because you’re mine, and I love you.”
He made a noise of contentment, his eyes closed,” ….I…. Love you too.”
He kissed the top of the younger male’s head, but he couldn’t help but notice the slight pause, “Is that so?” He asked quietly.
He nodded, more sure now that he’d spoken right,” Yes.” He looked up at the man, the gold had cleared from his eyes to leave the teal untouched.
He smiled, running his fingers through those silver locks, staring into his eyes, “They..look better that way,” He finally admitted under his breath, “Those eyes..they’re who you truly are. Not even darkness can change that.”
She let out an grunt as she was dropped, not all liking this situation.
“I’m…Sara…I don’t even know how I got here. I was just wandering around and found some kind of dark portal and it dropped me off here.” She explained, getting up and crossing her arms nervously. Ansem? That name sounded familiar. In fact, she remembered vaguely Sora telling her of a man he had fought a couple years ago. This man….this was that man! She couldn’t help the surprise that flitted across her face at her realization “Wait Ansem? THE Ansem?…..”Ansem smirked, quirking a brow at her, “Ah, so you’ve heard of me,” He concluded quietly, nodding his head, “Yes. Ansem, Seeker of Darkness, Lord of the Heartless, whatever you wish to know me as.” Taking another look over her, he furrowed his brows, “Though, I’m afraid I cannot say that I have ever heard of you, girl.”
“Yeah, my little brother told me about you…how he fought you about a year or two ago.” She looked away, hatred evident in her blue eyes. She hated when she talked about her brother, especially when it was about information he had told her. She felt stupid when she did. “Of course you wouldn’t have, I’ve layed low most of my life, especially the past three years.”
He tipped his head to the side curiously, intruiged by this bit of information. He leaned in a tad bit closer to the girl, studying her carefully. The only two he could think of that he had fought were Sora and Riku. And Ansem knew for a fact that this girl couldn’t be Riku’s sister. He knew too much about the boy to not know of the existence of a sibling, “Tell me..you wouldn’t happen to be Sora’s elder sibling..would you?”
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 | masamuneswrath-deactivated20120: This time he couldn't help himself. He doubled over laughing. He then straightened up, looked the man dead in the eye, and said with the most serious tone available. "I have much more than a sword." |
Ansem smirked a bit at the reaction, “Is that so? Then what do you have? Are you going try to blind me with your light, or invite me to a tea party in your darkness, hmm? You’re far from intimidating, sir, I can give you that.”
“Prince? Prince?! Prince of what?!”
He frowned a bit, stroking his hair, “Do you need to be a Prince of anything? You’re my Prince, that’s what matters.” He purred softly to him.
He flushed lightly and leaned his head on the other’s chest,” Why do you treat me so well….?”
He smiled at him, holding him close to his chest, “Because you’re mine, and I love you.”
He made a noise of contentment, his eyes closed,” ….I…. Love you too.”
He kissed the top of the younger male’s head, but he couldn’t help but notice the slight pause, “Is that so?” He asked quietly.
She let out an grunt as she was dropped, not all liking this situation.
“I’m…Sara…I don’t even know how I got here. I was just wandering around and found some kind of dark portal and it dropped me off here.” She explained, getting up and crossing her arms nervously. Ansem? That name sounded familiar. In fact, she remembered vaguely Sora telling her of a man he had fought a couple years ago. This man….this was that man! She couldn’t help the surprise that flitted across her face at her realization “Wait Ansem? THE Ansem?…..”
Ansem smirked, quirking a brow at her, “Ah, so you’ve heard of me,” He concluded quietly, nodding his head, “Yes. Ansem, Seeker of Darkness, Lord of the Heartless, whatever you wish to know me as.” Taking another look over her, he furrowed his brows, “Though, I’m afraid I cannot say that I have ever heard of you, girl.”
(Source: purest-of-them-all)
| masamuneswrath-deactivated20120: He laughed heartily. "Punished?" He thought to himself. Having as much darkness as this fellow had, made him powerful indeed, however. He had both sources of true power. Noticing the rage in this man's eyes, he could easily start a fight. He would probably win too. However, he remained smug and distant to prevent any surprises this man might pull. "Whatever. I highly doubt you'd be able to punish me without some consequence of your own." |
Ansem raised a brow at his remark, clenching his fists just barely, “What makes you think that? All you have is a sword. I don’t even need a weapon. I could crush your heart into powder if I so wished.”
“Prince? Prince?! Prince of what?!”
He frowned a bit, stroking his hair, “Do you need to be a Prince of anything? You’re my Prince, that’s what matters.” He purred softly to him.
He flushed lightly and leaned his head on the other’s chest,” Why do you treat me so well….?”
He smiled at him, holding him close to his chest, “Because you’re mine, and I love you.”
“Prince? Prince?! Prince of what?!”
He frowned a bit, stroking his hair, “Do you need to be a Prince of anything? You’re my Prince, that’s what matters.” He purred softly to him.
How much do i love you?
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One word to describe you?
[] Ugly.
[] Pretty.
[] Alright.
[x] Hot. ;D
[] Amazing
[] Cute. (;
[] Okay?
[] FAKE
Would I date you?
[] Yes!
[] Nah
[] There’s a chance.
[x] Am right now ♥
[] We are married !
[] Hmmmm… (;
[] Maybe
[] Prolly
[] No comment as of right now.
If you we’re looking at me i’d?.
[] Ignore you.
[] Wave.
[] Smile.
[] Be very creeped out.
[] Hug You.
[] Scream your name.
[x] Kiss you ♥
You should…
[] LEAVE ME ALONE D:
[] Text me
[] Talk to me a little more
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| masamuneswrath-deactivated20120: He pondered the question carefully. "I am of both." He responded with a straight glare. Slightly amusing and yet, completely serious. "Why do you ask?" |
Ansem’s expression remained devoid of any emotion, other than the small glint of rage still left in his eyes, “Those of the light are not welcome in my presence, lest they wish to be punished.” He stated simply.
