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(Hey! Just got back from Deadpool and I really liked it. That’s saying a lot coming from me since I am very critical of movies. Be warned it’s are and my theater carded me. (it was a pain in the ass since the mun doesn’t carry around an ID) This is like the first R rated movie I’ve been carded at since I was sneaking into watch R movies. Sooo just some warning. Also, yes there is everything you would expect to come with a Deadpool movie.) 

Satoshi really could despise days like this. It really was one of those things he didn’t want to do, but had to any ways. He was dragged into work with his father. Really it was nothing more than a service of his fathers to make him a familiar face. Satoshi was going to be old enough to join the police academy soon and well after he breezed through that because he knew already the ins and outs of such a system. Especially since his father has pulled a few strings to pull him out of any physical exams. If he had to do anything like that Satoshi knew he would be taken off the force almost immediately. Then directly into a Detective spot. It wasn’t going to earn him any favors with lower officers who actually have to put in some work. Oh, well Satoshi gave up a long time ago on caring what other people thought about him. 

Today was no different working with his father. He looked over cases, mostly of thefts, and worked on trying to profile the thieves. It was nothing interesting as he sat in the corner leafing through cases and taking notes. When his father went to a meeting the young silver-blue haired teen was left alone in the office. It was nothing unusual. Most people just ignored him, with how quiet he was it was easy to forget that the boy was there. 

He didn’t even look up when he heard the door open. His father wasn’t due back for sometime now and the man never left meetings early. “Chief Hiwatari is currently in a meeting. Won’t be back for another half an hour.” The bluenette pushed up his glasses for a moment before he continued writing down notes. 

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Alright I’m putting out a little starter call for Satoshi cause he needs some more threads. No cap I’ll try to post starters today or tomorrow. 

(This is just a little thing for those who aren't in the AO chat who might be wondering where I, the Satoshi, Clint, Cassandra, Remy, and Hux mun, have gone. First chance I have gotten to or even thought about doing this. I'm currently on hiatus because my Internet is down. I have been working non stop to try and fix this problem, but I have had to come to terms that this is not on my end, but is something having to do with my Internet service provider. The repair man is coming out Saturday to check the lines around my house and that is the earliest it might possibly be fixed. Though if they don't fix the problem on the same day it could be much longer. I promise the second that it gets fixed that I will do all of my replies and maybe put up some starter calls as an apology for being gone. TL;DR: The Satoshi, Clint, Cass, Remy, and Hux mun is on hiatus because her internet is broken. She is very sorry and hopes to be back as soon as possible.)

Satoshi went back over to where he got the hot water. He had heard her but he needed to think long and hard about his responses. Within a few minutes he brought back four things. A cup of tea, a cup of hot coco, a first aid kit and a tinderbox. He set the hot coco and the first aid kit next to Xion, he set the tea on the other side of the table for himself, and didn’t speak until he was over by the fire place in the room. “My father does not approve of Hikari artwork, but takes a two month vacation to Solias during this time. I hung some up just to make the walls seem less bare.” 

He was silent as he started the fire in the hearth. It would be the kind of warmth they both needed. Even if it was significantly warmer now in the climate controlled areas the residual cold of the blizzard was still with them. In his head he kept going over an idea he wasn’t sure how he had got there. Why did you save her? You barely know her. The answer was simple, he was saving someone’s life. The old you would have never had done something like this. He wanted the words of that blond devil out of his head. He wanted those visions out of his head real or not. 

Satoshi kept his eyes hidden from Xion with his glasses, but if she was able to see his eyes she would know every emotion that was going through him. She would see a haunted and pained expression. The rest of his face remained cold and emotionless. It wasn’t until it had been silent for an uncomfortable period of time that Satoshi realized he hadn’t answered Xions second question. One that he couldn’t answer honestly without giving away how much of a fake he was, “Yes, I’ll be fine. Don’t worry about me. I’m not the one who’s suffering from frost bite.” He gave a small but insincere smile, trying to play off that everything was alright. 

Xion did as she was told. The hot water was inviting, she decided to dip her whole hands. Oh how she wished that Xion could just submerse her entire self in the water! The girl was cold and with the illusions she just experienced, washing away today would be really convenient for the girl. But she couldn’t and those images of that red haired man will linger in her mind for the rest of her days. 

Her lips pursed in thought. The whole situation today could be categorized as one of the worst days of her life. Xion wondered though, was she the only one who saw something in the snow, or did Satoshi fall victim too? 

“Why is that?” Finally looking up, Xion could see that her friend was not doing so well. He looked ready to collapse.  “Are you okay?” Concern washed over, Xion didn’t even stop to think about his well-being. The other spoke quickly though, maybe he wasn’t too fond on attention being focused on him? “Oh, uhm…cocoa please.” Something was wrong but the girl couldn’t quite  figure out what it was just yet.

Satoshi sighed and he washed his paint brushes. He patted them down on the towl next to him as he switched colors. He didn’t reply for a while, “Just because you don’t show any emotions doesn’t mean you have it figured out.” The blue haired boy said, “Most would think that I’m cold and have unresolved problems as well.” Satoshi started mixing colors to achieve whatever kind of color he was planning. Even his color mixing seemed to be flawless. 

“I’m simply a product of adaptation. I can’t afford to be emotional so I’m not.” Satoshi didn’t know why he was telling this to a stranger. Well he doubted he would ever see this man again in his life, so it didn’t matter. 

“Trading one extreme for another doesn’t work. There must be a balance. What is that? I can’t say. It’s probably different for everyone.” 

“Oh, I have full idea.” Now, Kylo, don’t get mad. That’ll just prove him right. But it was so tempting. So tempting to just scream, kick a trashcan, run away, and then hide in his apartment as he sat on his bed and silently hate himself. Nobody to bother him, just him and his emotions…

But he was so intent on proving this kid wrong…

“I don’t really think anybody thinks I’m sane. Fucking Frostias thinks I’m crazy, just for all of the wrong reasons.” Not for emotional issues that he surely got unresolved, or, at least, they didn’t know the full background of that. They just thought he had horrible anger issues. “I have a lot of shit that never got worked out. And it hurts. More than anything. If I have a fucking temper tantrum over some drawing that I didn’t like, I think that’s more my problem, huh? Clearly you’ve got artistic abilities for miles, and you have everything under control, so let me deal with my issues and my temper tantrums by myself, got it? Good. We’re all on the same page.���

He was angry. He may have told of the kid, but judging by how mature he acted, he could take it.

Just as she called out Satoshi was coming back with a bowl full of hot water. He set it down for her, and he seemed focus like he was trying to keep his mind off something. “Here dip your hands in, should be able to stop any damage from being done. Keep them in there for about ten minutes.” It wasn’t until her hands were fully dipped in when he registered what she said. He looked at the few art works that hung on the walls. It was clear where there used to be painting and no longer were. Huge blank areas of stone wall. The ones up now were just a few that Satoshi liked. 

He sighed and looked down. The boy looked like he was about to collapse as he sat down on the edge of the table his hands gripping the edge tight and turning his knuckles white, He took a soft breath out muttering something to himself. Focus on something besides what you saw. It was just a bad dream. “Ah...yeah. Sad all of this stuff will have to be taken down before the end of the month.” 

The blue haired boy turned away from Xion coughing into his arm. Oh, not now. He did not need his sickness coming back to him now. It was probably his fault for being out in that blizzard. It was of course going to aggravate everything breathing in that cold air. Satoshi glanced over to Xion, “I’m sorry. I need something warm to drink. Would you like something? Coco? Tea?” He spoke quickly like he was trying to avoid a topic that hadn’t even come up yet. 

The boy pushed up his glasses trying to hide his eyes. Hiding his emotions, the thing he was best at, no he was crazy to think he could be open. He might trust Xion somewhat, but she didn’t need to know what was going on inside his head. At this point, he started to discard his heavy coat, gloves, and scarves while he waited for Xion to give her response. Satoshi now even though he was in a warmer place had suddenly gone very cold. At least emotionally cold. 

The houses inside the dome were much more lavish than those in the lower regions. Xion wanted to say she was jealous but in honesty, she didn’t care anymore. She was just happy to be with two caring people now.   She looked at the statues as they walked past. They looked ancient, as if the stones were there before the city itself was built. Must be a family heirloom by now. 

Once inside, Xion sat down. She was still shivering but at least her teeth weren’t chattering away like a jack hammer. Her frozen fingertips were tucked between her thighs in a vain attempt to keep them warm. The wait seemed to last an eternity. Since they were inside the dome, the wind was muffled. Even though she was safe from the hard cold, Xion could still feel the icy snow nip at her skin. She expected the house to shake and creak with the storm but it didn’t. It was safe from the blizzard.

Her eyes wandered the living area. It was decorated nicely with pieces of art, all created from his family, no doubt. “Your home is lovely.” Xion called out. 

Satoshi looked over to Kylo, “You really have no idea...” Satoshi knew what kind of emotions ran though his own head and he didn’t act like a child over the small things. It took so much to break down the artist. He hadn’t had a real emotional break down in ages. He knew controlling one’s emotions was hard over huge things but this man was acting like a child. 

He looked back at his artwork, “I’m not saying you should control your emotions all the time it can end up being unhealthy. Start with not being so angry over the small things. It will probably help people not see you as crazy.” Well there he was trying to give life advice when he hadn’t even figured himself out. He at least knew emotions well. 

He raised an eyebrow. How could somebody much younger than him act this composed? Intelligent? Not to mention, he showed a complete lack of emotion, a clear contrast to Kylo’s fiery outburst of minutes ago. He clenched his fists, trying to be calm, but he was clearly pissed off by the younger’s words.

“And not everybody is the same.” He argued, slightly glaring at the blue-haired stranger. “You can’t expect one person to have the same kind of emotional process as the other; who knows, the other could have fucking hurricanes going on in their head and they can’t just suddenly breathe and calm down and make everything better.”

His swearing emphasized his point. He knew that his emotions could be rather dangerous at times, but they were still meant to be felt. …Maybe not so much to an extent as his, but the point was there. Sometimes, anger couldn’t be controlled, even if somebody tried.

Satoshi raised an eyebrow he was clearly unamused by the somehow older mans fit. He still was carefully putting on layers of paint as he talked to Kylo. “To be honest it’s a lot easier than you think. Letting your emotions control you can only lead to bad things.” Satoshi took soft breaths. “It’s mostly about controlling your breathing and controlling what goes on inside of your head.” The bluenette has had enough practice to know how to easily keep in emotions and come down quickly from any heavy emotions he ends up feeling. He needed to. Not being able to control ones feelings would end up disastrous for him. 

“It’s a lot less complicated then you think. You let your emotions even over the smallest things run wild.” 

He didn’t even notice the younger sitting next to him, his small outburst of rage becoming all-the-more embarrassing when he was told to calm down. Although, the initial reaction would be to nod and then sulk in the back, while Kylo? No, his anger didn’t just stop at being told to keep calm. His emotions were so messed up at times, anger wasn’t something that could be shut off immediately. 

It was a lasting feeling. He was a shaken up bottle of soda, and even after he exploded, the feelings would stick. 

Hands covered in the dark material, he ended up looking to the side and biting his bottom lip. The thing was, he was good at drawing; he’d done it before, albeit a long time ago, but he did have experience. Not on the level of the nonchalant youth a few yards away from him, but a fair amount to call himself ‘good.’ It was just the content of the picture that caused his outburst… 

“’Calming down’ is harder than you’d think.” He stated, gritted teeth obvious as he tightened his scarf, to the point where it almost covered his mouth. Yes, it was a bit harder for him, and he knew that he was probably coming off as just a jerk to the child. Not that he really cared what anybody thought about him anymore… 

Satoshi had found his usually spot outside where he would draw the scenery. He honestly wished that Frostias went through the seasons so that he could draw more than just snow and evergreens. Though he could imagine what the streets and fountains would look like with the other seasons. Considering he liked how the snow looked now he had chosen to do a very delicate painting with acrylics of the snow. 

His attention was drawn away when the a very dark looking teenish man sat next to him. It was also clear her was hear to draw, by the clearly never used sketch book and charcoals, he was also probably new to it. The blunette quietly went back to painting after he had seen the other sit down on the other side of the bench. 

His attention was once against drawn to the emo teen when he started hearing swearing and the crumpling of paper. He was kind of awe struck by the tantrum to say the least. Until it was turned on him. 

Satoshi could only give an amused snort at how ridiculous the other was acting, “You should really calm down, no ones first artwork is going to be perfect.” Satoshi could only give that bit of advice before he went back to expertly putting paint on a canvas. 

“You should try to express yourself.”

“You should find a healthy hobby that’s easy to do.”

Not so easy for me… He thought to himself, fingers brushing over the toned paper of an empty sketchbook. His normally pale skin was covered in the dusty, easy to spread mess that was charcoal, and honestly, he had almost absolute no idea what he was doing.

He knew he was drawing, of course, but his muse… The muse was confused. All of the sudden he put the charcoal pencil to the paper, rubbed it around a bit, and a dark-haired, angry looking fellow was staring back at him. And he kept drawing him, for some reason…

Dark, curly hair with eyes as just as shadowed. High cheekbones, full lips, and a small eye shape, with a slightly big nose and freckles splotched all over the face. When he squinted (or maybe not), it looked like… him. Except, instead of that perpetual frown he constantly wore on his face, the lips were curled into a smile. …A smile that only was seen a long time ago, in a place far, far away…

He found his hand balling into a fist, crinkling the paper and covering his hands in more charcoal than he needed. The paper, already wrinkled, was made into a ball, and before he knew it, he ended up stuffing the entire pad into the trash can beside the bench. An angered grumble escaped his throat as he kicked the metal waste bin, curses streaming from his mouth a million miles a minute.

And then he felt somebody staring.

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“What?!”

Satoshi nodded and he let go of her hands now that they were out of the storm. he frowned seeing that they had started turning an unhealthy shade of black. The bluenette was careful in checking to see the damage done. He shook his head, “We need to handle this come on my house isn’t that far.” 

He softly placed a hand on her shoulder to guide her. Satoshi didn’t know how much the cold had affected her, but he wanted to make sure she didn’t topple over from being out for so long. He lead her through some of the smaller houses in the upper parts of Frostias. He soon came to a gray house with warn down statues in front of it. Dead gaurd

Satoshi made his way up the steps keeping Xion close to him as they entered the house. The stone walls were empty making the house feel cold and unforgiving. Satoshi moved into the kitchen knowing that was where he could help Xion the most. 

“Here sit down let me get some hot water for your hands and I’ll make some hot coco to help you warm up okay?” Satoshi bit his lip in worry and he swiftly got to work to get those things done. He didn’t think that he had ever done this much for someone before. He didn’t know why in this past year so much had changed. 

Xion had a blank stare as Satoshi did his best to guide her. The visions were gone for the most part. All she saw just whiteness. Xion couldn’t tell if she was still in the blizzard or in a room. Either way, it was time the girl got out.

She didn’t fuss when the other started to lead her steps. She didn’t complain when he gently took her hands to try and save them from the cold. Xion just followed, like a programmed doll. 

When they reached the entrance, the girl was near frozen. Her teeth chattered, her body shivered, her breath was shallow and quick. She was still silent, the storm affecting her as if it had cast a spell. Again, she followed Satoshi into the upper levels. It wasn’t until they were officially out of the storm that the girl slowly returned to her normal self. Life came back into her eyes and her movements were no longer emotionless. 

Xion straightened up, her senses rushing back to her on almost high alert. “Satoshi…” she said as she looked around, “…thank you.” she really didn’t know how to express her gratitude, she was still in shock but that thank you could suffice for now.

Satoshi couldn’t help but smile at Ken at the silly idea of what to do with the statues if it did work. He smiled a little and nodded, “Maybe, I think it might need some more thought of what it would be if it does work. Satoshi smiled and he fingered over the sketch book in his hand. He sighed a little, “It would have to wait though.” He shook his head a little and he looked up to Ken. “Really though thank you. This means a lot to me.” 

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The more that he thought about it, the more it angered Ken that Satoshi’s father would be so cruel as to disapprove of his talent- his wonderful and awe-inspiring talent. To have to hide doing something that must have brought him joy… it was aggravating, to be certain and ignited those flames of rage in Ken. No one deserved to be oppressed like that. Maybe in the future there could be more that Ken could do for his friend, but for now it seemed best to lay that topic to rest and focus on something a little happier. Something that didn’t make Satoshi’s heart any heavier than it already must have been.

“Imagine if that power did work on statues though! You could create all kinds of amazing little lifeforms who could do all sorts of things. They could even put on little plays- I bet that could amuse a lot of people. But that’s probably a pretty silly idea for something so astounding as creating life!” Ken laughed a little at his suggestion, feeling slightly childish that his mind went to something so immature first. Still, something light hearted like that might have the power to even cheer up Satoshi. “Maybe with what you already know you can do, you can create the most exciting picture books ever, huh? That could be really fun and I bet they’d turn out amazing.”

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Satoshi as he had helped organized the festival was one of the first to find out that it was shutting down. He offered to help tell the other booths so now that was what he was here for. He walked up to a booth selling what looked like little trinkets made of seashells. 

He looked to the own of the booth and quickly spoke up. “There is suppose to be a heavy snow storm coming in the festival has been closed down.  

Satoshi could tell Xion had been seeing the visions like he had. He wrapped an arm around her in a vain hope it would keep them warmer. It was also so that they wouldn’t get lost in the blinding whiteness of the snow. Now all Satoshi could do was hope that he was heading in the right direction. The boy was also concerned about the darkening of some of her face and fingers. She hadn’t dressed nearly as warm as he himself did. He moved very careful to take her hands to prevent them from getting further damaged. 

He kept her close to him as he talked to her, “If you see any visions just keep walking. If we’re going the way I think we are just walking in a straight line will get us to someplace safe!” He really almost had to shout to be heard over the strong winds but he could only hope that there would be no more visions. 

Oh if only he could be that lucky. This seemed to be only taunting, from the angelic looking blond he had turned into in his last vision. 

“Oh Satoshi, you really shouldn’t care for anyone. You will be much better off on your own. You might live a lot longer.” 

Satoshi ignored the taunts that came from the storm. He wasn’t going to be slowed down. They needed to get to safety. He wasn’t going to have himself or Xion get hurt. They needed to escape and get out of this storm. He kept pushing through the storm and visions. 

“The old you would have never done something like this.” 

Luckily they soon came face to face with the entrance to the upper levels. “Hey, we’re here just let me get my card. He let go of her quickly fumbling around in his pockets and he took his key card out and very swiftly swiped it before he pressed his arm around Xion again. “Let’s hurry inside.” 

“This…isn’t real….is it?” White winds wrapped around the girl. The icy coldness reached to the core of her bones. The landscape was barren, only snow was seen. In the air, overhead, the ground below; a frozen wasteland. Xion was caught in the middle of a storm that seemed to have no end. The wind had picked up causing visibility to be near impossible. The girl was on her way home when the snow started to pick up…but it seems like she wouldn’t be able to make it.

Is that because you’re a puppet? A man dressed in a black robe, his hair so red it resembled flames, ask the question. You do know that.  He arms arms are crossed, looking down at the girl. His voice wasn’t harsh, it was sounded more like a matter-of-fact. You’re a replica, who’s original purpose was to copy… the wind picked up, creating a barrier of ice and snow between the two. When the wind died down, the man was gone.

Xion just stood there, dumbfounded by what the other had said. Her lips were purple, teeth chattering. The girl didn’t notice, her mind was racing. Who was that? Why did he feel familiar? Xion has never seen that man, yet there was a tug at her chest. Pushing the thoughts aside, the girl continued on, she had to get home, it was only a matter of time before frostbite were to kick in. Trudging through the snow, he appeared again.

“What are you doing here?” Xion almost screamed. The wind howled, the girl could barely hear anything. Why did she keep seeing this man? Was this an omen? Surely, she was going to die.

Don’t be selfish. He started walking towards her. His footsteps silent against the snow. They’ll do worse than turn you into a Dusk…They’ll just destroy you. He held out a hand. It was a gesture of him saying, ‘come with me.’ 

Xion walked past him, her eyes shut tight in attempt to block him out. That childish thought of out-of-sight-out-of-mind tactic didn’t really work.

Let’s go home, Xion…don’t keep Roxas waiting…

And that was the magic words to stop the girl in her tracks. That name…she didn’t recognize that name, yet it brought a sense of warmth to her core.  Her stomach dropped, her heart ache, tears rolled down her eyes and she didn’t know why. Xion couldn’t explain how those words struck such a nerve. She was lost in the snow, her emotions rampant, her mind lost. 

Xion was brought back to reality when her shoulder was grabbed. She turned around quickly, expecting it to be that man again. Instead she saw Satoshi. He mentioned how they should get out of the storm. Xion nodded and followed after him. If she just focused on him, then maybe she would be able to get out of the storm safely.

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He was a whole year younger, it was his birthday. His mother had seemed worried that entire day. Mother? She shouldn’t be here she died when I was a lot younger. He had just gone through his daily home schooling by her. College level material for the young boy. Satoshi expressed a liking to a young boy he had met. His mother is angry, Satoshi doesn’t know why she’s never been angry at him before. He’s sent up to his room, told that he shouldn’t like boys. 

Satoshi shivered as snow came back into his vision. He gave a shocked breath the vision was almost enough to send tears to his eyes. He didn’t remember his mother much. No, whatever this was it wasn’t real, he wiped his eyes trudging through the snow. If he didn’t get inside soon things would turn from bad to worse. 

Something feels different. He’s up drawing in his room. He was always told not to draw but he liked making the beautiful pictures his family could. It feels different through then the usual feeling of magic when drawing. This felt different. Suddenly long locks of blonde hair fall into his face. “I didn’t think my new tamer would be this weak.”  Then the sudden feeling of white hot pain rushes though the boy. 

Satoshi is back to seeing snow this time he finds a figure out in the distance he is swift to rush over to it. Luckily the person was wearing black or he would have probably never noticed. It wasn’t until he was getting closer he recognized who it was. “Xion!” Satoshi cries out trying to rush to get to her. 

He’s not in his own body not anymore. He can see everything that’s going on but he can’t control what’s going on. Blond, hair, white clothing, large white wings. This isn’t his body. “What is going on!?” He tries to shout but no words come out but someone can apparently hear him, because he gets a response. “Don’t worry my little tamer I’m not going to hurt you.” Satoshi’s heart rate goes up as he realizes that the person in control of his body is heading to the kitchen where his mother is. “Who are you what do you want!?” “Oh little, Satoshi I just want to help you.” “You’re him the one mom was always scared was going to come! No stop give me back my body!” There seemed to be no stopping him as he walked down into the kitchen. Everything after that seemed to move so fast. A sharp feather pulled out of nowhere, a terrified scream from the boys mother, blood nothing but blood dripping and pooling around the body, white things stained with red, and then blackness. 

Satoshi starts to shake, not only is the cold still getting to him but that...” No whatever that was it wasn’t real. No it wasn’t real, that never happened. That could never happen. Tears ran down Satoshi’s cheeks but he had worse problems. Getting out of the storm that was the first order of business. He swiftly reached Xion. “Xion,” He placed a hand on her shoulder. “Hey, we need to get out of the storm.” 

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Satoshi even though he was only a small voice in the upper districts of Frostias was trying to be the voice of reason. Well that was way easier said than done. He still had his major problems with some of these people and it was clear to show as part of the reason why. He was still in warmer clothing ice clinging to some of the fur on his jacket. He had been out when the blizzard hit, trying to help people stay away from the festival and go back indoors. He came back here wanting to continue to help but he didn’t have many ways except to convince people. It would seem in the square that some were already meeting to argue about the entire situation. 

“Absolutely no one in here already should be going outside of the gates and we should start letting some people from the lower levels who have no where else to go in. The blizzard is fiercer than anything we have ever seen before.” 

“It seems like the snow is getting stronger.” 

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