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Adventures of Shiro Hikari Kuro Chapter 5Shiro and Ven sat on the sidelines, watching Terra and Aqua fight bubble things while they were taking their test. They smiled at each other and held hands, waiting for the other two to finish. They cheered their friends on.
Terra glanced at Ven and Shiro. He noticed they were holding hands and felt something rise within him. Anger. Darkness swirled around his hand as he slammed another bubble with his Keyblade.
Darkness? He did his best to suppress it.
When the test was over, Aqua was declared a Master and Terra was not. This made Shiro a little sad. Ven was a bit disappointed, too. But Ven knew Terra would get it next time!
They walked up to Terra, who was quite frustrated to sooth him.
"I'm so sorry, Terra." Shiro said. "You're strong, but you need to learn to suppress your darkness."
"I had it. I could control it." Terra told her. "I I don't know what happened. I'm sorry."
"Why are you apologizing to me, silly?" She bopped him. "Work hard! You can do it!"
Terra beamed at her.
Adventures of Shiro Hikari Kuro Chapter 4Things with Kuro and Vanitas were tense. He tried to get along with her, but she would not have any of it. She brushed him off and was quite cold to the poor guy. He wished he had Hikari back. She was sweet and caring and she accepted him.
Kuro didn't. Why didn't she like him? The feeling that arose from this pain created his fledgling emotionsUnversed. He always wondered why he could make them, but he didn't mind. He used them like servants to get him things like junk food and drinkswhich he found he needed because he was forming a face.
Xehanort would tell him to send his creatures out to do some bad things and stuff. He did so, because Xehanort said he would help give him purpose. He felt like he didn't have any anymorenot without Hikari. Kuro was just as pretty, but was not Hikari.
One day, though, he went looking for a stray Unversed and found Kuro with it.
Kuro was hanging out, with a small creature it was different from the others. It looked a little like
Teenage TaoismGiving birth is the closest I’d ever felt to dying.
Before that, my near death experiences had consisted only of my silent announcement of pregnancy—silent, being that my social media accounts were all deleted almost simultaneously and I never returned to school in the fall, saying without really saying that I had caught the malicious disease of “teenage pregnancy”. I’m sure the whisper spread in the hallways like the Bubonic Plague. That September, sitting at home on what would have been the first day of my senior year, I imagined friends I’d never talk to again saying “she was only seventeen, and so full of life!” at my absence in the cafeteria tables, as if they were attending my funeral instead of talking about me behind my back.
"Full of life," I had snorted then, folding a never ending stream of what had once been my own baby clothes. "Literally."
I walked around like a zombie for the months of my pregnancy, deciding t
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