Similarity (drabble one shot)

Title: Similarity (drabble one shot)
Pairing/s: Platonic Replion; Feel free to see it as romance.

Fate was a cruel thing.

Everyone knew that, and it provided to a known fact that it was always hard to find someone that was, in some way or another, similar to you. And that law applied to everyone, especially to the one and only Riku Replica.

Although the real Riku counted, the replica would never consider to even compare his original with himself. He was a Replica. That was explanation enough. All he had now was a fake heart, filled with fake memories of himself.

Now he didn't know what he could call himself anymore.

So one day (or night, he didn't know if that even applied to this... horrible place that reeked of darkness), when he took one of his useless strolls in his never ending prison, he's met by a hooded figure, who also seemed to be wondering where this place was and how to get out.

When their eyes meet, they both can't help staring at each other in shock, but the Riku Replica decided it was better to make a move first. "Who are you?"

"... I-I'm a sham," the hooded figure replied with a girl's voice, and underneath the hood, the silver haired boy saw a sheepish grin, as if she was just saying something like 'Nice weather today!'

But, despite the pain he could detect in her voice, the silver haired boy was interested in her answer, and pressed on. "A sham huh? Elaborate, won't you?"

"No, I..." The girl paused as if she had somehow stunned herself. "It's nothing. I should be asking why you're here. I thought this place belonged to... well, a nobody like me."

"Well, for starters, I'm a replica," he replied with a shrug, as if it was just nothing, yet his reply had caught the raven haired girl's attention too. But the replica didn't see the need to reveal anything else about his identity. "That's all there is to it."

"Y-You're... A replica too?"

"What?"

"My name's Xion," she whispered quietly and immediately took her hood off, revealing a pair of midnight blue eyes and raven hair, and flashed him a sad smile. "I'm a replica too. You could say I was... being used. Now I'm nobody, I guess."

"Well then, we're on the same boat." the other replica smirked and held out a hand, shocking his company. "I'm Riku Replica. Just... call me Riku."

Xion, although hesitant at first, grabbed his hand and gratefully shook it. A small smile is planted on her face, and the Riku Replica can't help but think that maybe he was lucky, to have actually found someone similar to him.

Someone who was like him.