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Right.

[ Why is it that he can't remember anything about this guy or the previous shoot that he apparently did if he wanted a reshoot? There's something about Riku, after all, something that should be unforgettable but apparently is. Or maybe he hadn't gotten a good enough impression about the model that time.

Whichever the case, he can't let his lapse of memory keep him from completing this shoot. Obviously if he wants a reshoot, the previous photos hadn't captured the moment well enough for him.

He'd get them now though. ]

Okay then, we should uh.. get started.

[ he walks back behind the lights and the camera, light smile still on his face. though, it quickly disappears as he straightens his shoulders and unbuttons his previously closed shirt. it was too cold for him to walk around with it just open. it was a very dark shade of black, almost mixing with how black the ocean was. while the first model was walking along the beach, Riku had the ... well. 'privilege' of climbing off and on a sea rock, the ends of his feet along the icy water. a light shiver crept along his shoulder, but he kept his face apathetic, and looked out into the distance like he'd first been told to.

Roxas would be able to change it to whatever he wanted. he was good at adapting. ]

[ Roxas tries to find the best angle, the best position in getting the shot as he knows even he can't last for too long out in the cold. And really, he doesn't want his crew nor his models getting sick over this. Then again, this is the modeling world and they should be willing to do anything to get the perfect shot, himself included.

But.

Despite the flashes of light, the shutter going off, he knows that each one isn't what he's really looking for. ]

This.. might not be working.

[ Now he knows why he wanted a reshoot. Something's lacking. ]

Yeah.

That's what you said before, too.

[ he lightly frowns and pulls his legs back, lacing his arms around his calves, laying his cheek against his thighs as he folded up. it was much warmer that way. ]

Should I ask for him to come back?

No no!

[ He grips his hair, trying to figure out a better way to do this, to find something that will bring the moment back to life.

Everything else is perfect- the setting, the position of the moon and the tides of the water coming in gently. Even Riku looks good if people just want to capture an image, a pretty face on a piece of paper. But he wants more, something that would just make people stop and take a second, a third, a fourth look at the image. To see the story that's there. ]

I want to get this done right. I just need- [ one second to think, to image ]

[ ... there's a soft smile on his face as he watches.

anyone else would get irritated or irritable, but he just keeps quiet and closes his eyes, letting go of that persona that he usually clung to. just. himself, what he usually showed Roxas when he was on the other side of the camera. he would wait until he got direction. he always did when it came to Roxas--he had a vision that no one else did. ]

[ It's right there, on the edge of his mind, the tip of his tongue. He knows what he wants but trying to make sure that it would fit everything else and the model as well. To capture the right moment...

Looking over to Riku and seeing the position that he's in, his eyes widen as a smile forms on his own lips.

That's it.

Carefully holding on to his camera and ignoring the crew who's yells of "be careful!" and "you'll get hurt!" and "ven's going to kill us!" to make his way over to where Riku is. This is what he wants to show the world, the true self and genuine emotions. Not just an apathetic face that could be on any cover or spread. Something real and at this moment, Riku couldn't be any more real for him. ]

This is what I want to see.

[ And as if it were the most natural thing to do, he gives Riku a light kiss, as if to thank or maybe encourage that the other didn't have to keep a constant straight face for these shoots. That he could let go, if only for him. ]

[ he hears the yells, but what he doesn't expect is Roxas being near him. he expects him to be climbing the rock, looking out, trying to get a better edge, but certainly not focusing on him and by the time his eyes do flutter open, Roxas is standing before him and true surprise shows on his face--at least until lips collide.

his face reddens, his eyes widen in shock and he blinks twice. it's a very different look than the nearly full apathy he usually shows in most shots, where he only shows the slightest hint of emotion like it's a hue desaturated until it's almost all gone. this is bright royal blue to contrast dark grey-blue. ]

You--

What?

[ It's completely random, out of the blue, but. He doesn't regret it. Even if he's probably confused the model with his actions. ]

That's what- whoa!

[ And before he could even finish his words, one wrong step causes him to lose his balance on the rocks, a dangerous thing to do considering that there's either more rocks or the water to land on and neither are very comfortable right now. But he knows which one he would prefer and that's not getting a one way ticket to the hospital. Not to mention he didn't want anymore head problems.

Still, he attempts to grab on to something, but knowing it's not going to be easy.

He almost resigns to falling into the water. That might be a better way to go, right? Hopefully. ]

[ quick decision.

Riku's glad to have been in so many sports that strengthened his reflexes and hand-eye coordination. he jumps to his feet and lashes out an arm to grab onto Roxas before he can fall into the cold, rushing water. his other hand, holding onto the rock, grates across the surface and he groans. he can feel his nails starting to split and bleed, but just as quickly, there goes that truth and gentleness that was there for a moment.

it's strength and aloofness that replaces it. he keeps a tight hold onto Roxas, looking at him out of the corner of his eye as the crew rushes to their aid. his legs are aching at the odd angle, the sharp coral cutting into the muscles on his calves and his toes as well. Riku doesn't let go, even if he knows he's bleeding, his face not moving an inch. ]

[ He holds on to Riku as best he can, the fear of falling into the unknown waters really hitting him, gripping him as he struggles to keep hold. There's some relief in having the model there being his anchor but he knows that this is going to come at a great cost. Not just ruining Riku's image and costing possibly another day for shooting but. A part of him just doesn't want the other to think less of him, a fear that Riku will continue to keep this as strictly business.

And that fear is what causes his vision to blur a little, a tear sliding down his cheek at the thought of losing something he doesn't even know or remember.

Why? Why does this person have such an affect on him? To the point that he even gives him a kiss for no apparent reason other than it just felt right to?

Roxas doesn't know, but he doesn't want to lose it. Hopes that he doesn't lose it. He doesn't want it slipping away just as he feels his fingers slipping through the other's hand. The crew are on their way, finding stable positions and ready to pull him back onto safer grounds. And in that moment, his hand does slip away from Riku, though hopefully not forever. ]

Riku, I'm sorry..

[ An apology that's probably unnecessary but still given. ]

[ there was a splash and immediately, Riku hated himself. the crew was there in time to chase after him, bring him back to shore covered in blankets, and that was what they were doing.

... god, how was he such an idiot. irritation seeped through his whole body. he could see them sweeping Roxas into a bodyguard's arms, covering him up so he wouldn't get colder in the frigid waters. he saw Ven and Sora rush to the edge of the water. the clawing annoyance and guilt made it practically impossible to actually get off of the rock, curled up as he was.

besides, the saltwater stung him without mercy, thanks to the open wounds now. he quietly followed the small group towards the shore as they returned him. ]

[ Teeth couldn't stop chattering and his body couldn't shake the trembles of feeling the ice cold water crashing over him once he'd fell through. As fast as they were to get him out, no amount of blankets and back rubs could stop the chill from creeping through him. Almost like realizing something, that he lost something.

And maybe he had.

Sitting in one of the chairs, the crew brought out the portable heaters at Ventus and Sora's insistence as they fussed over him, constantly asking him if he's alright. If he needs anything. If his head's okay.

All questions that are being ignored in favor of one thing- him watching Riku coming back to shore on his own. And despite wanting to just curl up under the blanket thrown over him, not wanting to expose himself to the cold anymore than he already is, he brought a hand out and pointed to the walking figure. That stops all the questions, turning their attention to him and Riku. ]

H-help h-h-him. H-he'ss h-huurt.

[ He manages to get those few words out through chattering teeth. ]

[ his eyes are still on the sandy ground, wincing with every step as he walks, the seawater relentless and giving him more reason to be in pain.

he doesn't take notice of anything until he realizes there's a light hush and he notices that people are looking at him. another wave of guilt hits and he wonders why Roxas is pointing, if he's saying that he should be taken away because he was why he fell or--

people are quick to get to him and he wonders if he's going to get escorted until people are asking him where he's hurt.

hurt?

confusion crosses his face and he raises his hands to about his chest, palms towards them, shaking them lightly. ]

No, I'm--

[ but it's hard to ignore bleeding fingernails on one hand while the other's fine, and they're quick to try and get him to sit down, fussing over him as well, though they're mostly chiding. ]

[ He didn't know what is worse, knowing that it's your own carelessness that causes something bad to happen or causing someone else problems, ones that they didn't need. Either way, it's his fault that things are now how they are. That this happened.

Roxas looks away, still ignoring all the fussing done around and wishing that they would just leave him alone for a few minutes. He just wants time to think, to wonder what could be done about this situation but with everyone hounding him, it's a little hard to concentrate. So he just sits there, mind and body numb, oblivious to the attempts at keeping him warm.

And maybe more than anything, he wants to apologize to Riku again.

Before he could even think about what he's doing, he shuffles over to where Riku's being treated, head still lowered. He wraps the blanket around him tighter, trying to stave off the chill that doesn't seem to want to go away. Not until he does this. ]

Riku, I-

[ Would it be enough? To apologize? To say words that probably won't mean a whole lot to someone like Riku? ]

I'm sorry, again. I didn't mean for this to happen.

[ Whether it'll be enough or not, it's all he has. ]

[ he's very quiet as they fuss and chatter, telling him to be more careful and oh, these nails will take quite a bit of time to clean and refinish and gosh, Riku, you'll have scars for weeks on your legs, you'd better cancel some photoshoots and

oh... he's...

he's just so tired. this photoshoot didn't even originally have him in it but Sora had said that their model 2 had to cancel. he wanted to be there, with Roxas, by Roxas' side, even if it often meant that he was a stranger to the blond. and he very rarely corrected him, as it always brought up more questions and he knew people frowned upon him talking to Roxas and taking up so much of his time when he was very little more than a living prop.

he wants to say it's not his fault, but he thinks it is. maybe if he hadn't tried to be friends with Roxas at the start of all this, this wouldn't have happened. his eyelids were starting to droop, threatening to cast him into sleep. tired. exhausted. this was a stressful day and now he had to go cancel something or other because he'd have scars and scabs and that wasn't flattering.

he presses his palm against his head, trying to fend off the guilt-induced headache before he hears footsteps in the sand, and looks up.

smiles are blue. frowns are red. and he just sighs softly, a grey-red frown on his face. muted again, not showing its true self, not showing how exhausted he is. he doesn't want to worry Roxas, he's already worrying a lot of other people. though they're prickly and aren't as nice as Olette, Kairi and Namine. ]

It's not your fault. This is your shoot and I should've held onto you tighter.

[ or kissed you back. ]

No, it's-

[ He shakes his head, wrapping the blanket even more around him. It's not because of the cold, because of the chill going through his body anymore. The reason is right here in front of him and he doesn't even know what to do anymore.

The one to blame is him and because of what he did, impulsive actions and ignoring everyone's warning about how dangerous it is for him to go too far on to the rocks. But isn't it his fault because it'd been his idea to go to this location in the first place? To try to capture that moment in his mind by coming here at night and have his model exposed to the cool breeze and biting waters. A selfish desire to get everything perfect, to freeze time in a single photo.

If anyone is at fault, it's him. Because if he hadn't suggested this location, this particular image, they wouldn't be in this mess. Riku would have been fine, maybe hadn't been called for this shoot and he wouldn't be trembling at the thought of losing this, whatever this is.

He wishes he could remember, how they met, when they met. Wishes why he feels like he knows Riku better than he thinks, that being near him makes him feel a little better about himself and his work. That there's some hope somewhere, like a light from a candle in the dark, small but still reassuring. Still guiding the way through the darkness of his mind and maybe his heart.

Kneeling down on the sand next to the model, ignoring the protests, the urges for him to get up. And if he were honest, he probably won't be able to get up after collapsing to the sand. He's tired and cold and somehow not able to warm up.

But he still wants to say this. ]

It's my fault. Don't take all the blame.

[ His shaking hand reaches out for his, resting on top. ]

Roxas--

[ he starts, though he pauses in shock as he buckles down onto the sand, and he's quick to use his strong shoulders and arms to pull him close to him, almost in his lap. Riku may not have heated blankets around him, but then, he didn't fall into the ocean and he was still rather pleasantly warm. maybe not as much as a heater, but still enough. he could feel how cold Roxas was, but it didn't faze him. He was from a place where cold winters were normal, after all. ]

Fine. I won't take all the blame if you won't.

[ he muttered quietly. ] And if you don't get off of me until you stop shaking.

Oh, um. Okay.

[ Unexpected for sure, to be pulled close to Riku, so close that he could be sitting on his lap but isn't. But the shock doesn't last for long when he can feel the chill slowly ebbing away from his body. There's a bit of warmth there, body heat somehow making its way through the blanket and to his own body but. Another warmth that he thought he would lose the moment his fingers slipped through, when he plunged into cold waters.

It's the fact that Riku didn't push him away, give him a cold shoulder like he thought the model would do to him after ruining the shoot with his thoughtlessness.

Curling into the other's side, body still shaking but slowly turning into slight tremors as he finally gathered some heat. And it might have helped that the crew were positioning heaters around them both, knowing that nothing could happen to either photographer or model at this stage of shooting. No more would be done tonight but that didn't mean they couldn't try for tomorrow, which by then Roxas would have a different way of approaching what he wants. ]

Thank you.

[ Voice quiet as he settles, eyes closing and sleep threatening to over take him. ]

[ he heard a distant ringtone in his messenger bag and sighed, irritation slipping out. he refused to pick up, knowing it'd just be his agent bitching at him for not being at home yet, where was he, if he was at a party again drinking he'd have his head and his career kicked to the curb--

Riku had the distinct feeling that he wasn't going to like waking up tomorrow and his agent chewing him out for being hurt. he just wrapped his arms around Roxas, and sighed deeply. ]

I was going to kiss you back, you know.

[ he whispers. ]

[ He'd been close to falling asleep, so very close to just giving in to the darkness that'd been beckoning him forward. The feel of his arms around him and just the overall warmth, it would have been easy to just fall asleep here. Never mind that Ventus and Sora would probably shake him awake, not wanting him to sleep in wet clothes and on a beach, leaning against his model.

Even if the idea sounds nice right then.

However, hearing those words snaps him out of the haze, causing him to look towards Riku. ]

Y-you were?

[ Color him surprised because he didn't expect that sort of response for his spontaneous action. He stares at Riku, wondering if the other is just messing with him or if he's being sincere. But when has he seen Riku "mess around" with any of them, except maybe Sora but his cousin always starts it.

Forget that he doesn't even remember the past times they've been working together; it's the feeling that counts, right? ]

Yeah.

[ that sincerity shines in his eyes again. ]

I didn't know if it'd confuse you, though. And you finally figured everything out, I didn't want to knock you out of your zone.

Oh.

[ It's true that he'd been excited at finally figuring it out, wanting to be able to capture that moment so that they wouldn't have to try for this again. ]

It wouldn't have, I don't think. I was.. happy, to see you relaxed in front of the camera that I didn't want it go away once I started shooting again.

[ Roxas smiles a little, looking at Riku, glad that he could attribute any kind of redness on his face to something else. It might not be a good something else, but it's something else he could put the blame on for the time being. ]

You were you, that's what I wanted to see.

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