"You didn't tell me about the Mark of Mastery."

Xion stares accusingly at Riku, mouth in a slight pout. Riku for the most part manages to look nonchalant about the whole thing.

"I didn't think it was necessary."

"Not necessary?" she bounces up to him, "But you're a Master, I mean; how amazing is that!" she enthuses.

"Lea didn't tell you about his keyblade, I don't see you hounding him over that."

"Oh please, he was waving it around like those guys with torches in that coliseum place. The heartless in all the worlds combined probably know by now. "Besides," a smirk crosses her face as she leans in (waaaaaaaay) too close, fingers tracing his jawbone, taunting blue on stoic crystal.

"It has a nice ring to it, don't you think? Mas. Ter. Ri. K-

He never lets her finish.

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