Kingdom Hearts x Reader (oneshots)

KH3!Young Xehanort x GoL!Reader ~ Forbidden

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[UNEDITED]

WORDS: 3242

[Swearing]

Inspired by other YX oneshots

REQUESTED BY: HikariYeager95

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Hey everyone! Sorry for the break, unfortunately this will be common nowadays because of responsibilities in and outside of school, but I will return to this book every now and then. I tried adding fluff, but that's literally only near the end of the book so I apologise!

2nd POV
"You know I can't come with you." Your timid words reach the ears of the youth. 

How many times have you repeated that phrase- knowing the young man in front of you will still pester you on and on until you say yes? It was unfortunate enough that he was on the opposing side of it all; the time-traveling youth of the man who started this ridiculous war. 

"I know." The silver-haired boy replied after a moment. "But I won't stop until you agree to come with me." Xehanort affirms, ignoring the pained grunts of your comrades as they attempt to fend off the Seekers of Darkness; Terra and Vanitas. 

"[Y/N]! Where are you?!" You could hear the spikey brunette call out from past the corner of the crumbling wall. However, you don't respond. All you could do was to remain stiff in front the man you've grown fond of. Xehanort had transported you elsewhere and away from your friends so he could repeat the same question. The question that's been answered numerous of times and yet he would still not take that for an answer. 

Sighing, you shift away from the dark corner, approaching the taller male with slow steps as if he was a dangerous animal. In fact, he technically was but you pay no mind to that. 

"I have to go and help my friends." You whisper, cautious that you don't attract unwanted attention even with the nearby clashes of Keyblade with Keyblade. Xehanort hums, musing to himself despite already knowing what his response would be since the beginning. It was already a routine for the both of you. 

A few seconds later, he finally nods without a word (unless if you count a grunt), smiling bitterly but unperturbed from your neglection. You return that smile, albeit a sadder one. "Thank you." You lean forwards to give Xehanort a quick kiss on the side of his lips when he turns his head. The subtle turn results to a firmer pressure against your lips. With another sigh, you back away, awaiting the corridor you knew he was about to give. Xehanort raises his hand -- and with a quiet snap of his fingers, you're engulfed in darkness. 

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Sora, fending off the Seekers, is taken by surprise when he finds you suddenly in the way of his masked foe. Even with the unwarranted entrance, the fact the arrival of your being appeared exterior-wise unscathed was a relief. "[Y/N]? Where have you been?! You're not hurt, are you?" You look back at the mention of your name. Giving Sora a small shake of your head and a smile to reassure him, you summon your Keyblade and get into your stance so you're ready for battle. It was like a weight off his shoulders to know that you're unharmed.

"I'm fine, thank you." With that, you charge towards the masked enemy and swing your blade. 

Young Xehanort in the meantime, observed from atop a wall. The movements and precision of your figure while fighting against his own kind seemed... exhilarating. For him at least. It technically made him a masochist but did he care if it came to you? Not at all. In fact, he almost seemed proud. "Oh, [Y/N]. If only things were different in this world." He quietly mused to himself. His lashes seemed to hood over his yellow eyes as he pondered the future of the two of you. It wasn't an appropriate setting, to be frank. But still he didn't care.