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Characters: Minako and OPEN
Content: Minako is frustrated and accidentally leaves something out in the open. ~~Hilarity~~ Surprise ensues - and perhaps some color.
Location: The cafeteria deck.
Time of Day: Late night.
Warnings: Possible angst.

She couldn't do it.

Every time she tried, her hand would suddenly jerk. When she tried to erase, her work would smudge. Every time.

Another attempted picture of her friends back home ruined. And every time she looked up at the clock...aah, it felt maddening. Things that took forever for her to do suddenly took forever. Like in Pluto's time stop. Everything was stopped.

Why was this affecting her so much? She wanted to fight. She wanted to continue fighting, to stop the Mads. It shouldn't have been so hard. She'd been doing it for over a year. And then, suddenly, when things became black and white, it got...harder. She began to feel like giving up. She'd never see her friends again, so what was the point? No. No, she would. She'd remember their faces. She'd fight for the chance for everyone to see their loved ones--

--and yet simple stick drawings of her friends in her diary turned to crud. Even simply writing, she had no control. Five pages of "Everything is swell!" "Everything is shiny!" "I have never been happier!" No matter how hard she tried.

Finally, she'd had it. In frustration and anger, she swatted her diary and her drink away, causing both to fly off her table. The drink shattered; the diary fell on the floor, half open, with bits and pieces of paper falling out of them underneath.

Like a kid with a temper tantrum. A powerless kid. Not like the leader she was supposed to be. The person who saved her friends and loved ones, who was a soldier of love.

Minako stood up, her face in her hands. She needed to stop. She needed some air. She needed to breathe and relax. Take a walk. And when she came back, the diary would go back to her room with her and the glass would be cleaned up as if she were never there. She'd be back to her chipper self in the morning and no one would suspect a thing.

And so she left, certain no one else was up at such a late hour.

The diary - her secret diary, a thing she kept hidden even from Cambot - remained.

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She was very good at hiding it. Though, she does looks at him now.

"Would you have really told me?" At this, she crossed her arms. "Me? The silly girl who just did crazy sketches and drove everyone mad? I'm not stupid. No one takes a person like that too seriously. Besides, if I'd asked...it would have compromised what I've been doing. People would have known things about me they...didn't necessarily need to know."

"Well...yes," Sora said, looking more and more hurt. Why did she think that they wouldn't pay her any mind just because she acted silly? Didn't Donald and Goofy know what was going on in their struggles with Xehanort, when they always put on their silly faces, too? "Just because you don't act serious doesn't mean you don't deserve to be taken seriously."

That last bit made him wonder a lot, though. "Things like what?"

"The fact I was gathering data on them, and everything about them that I could." At this, Minako gestured to the book. "Some of it is intel that we could use at home, when we get off of this ship and return to our worlds. The only way I can do that is to conceal my intentions. Even if it meant people wouldn't think of me as a threat, just like back at home."

She could see that hurt. Of course she caused it. But her own expression indicated she didn't quite believe Sora. She'd been burned in the past, after all, when it came to asking.

"At least I could use those other parts of my self to an advantage here. Maybe hasten getting out of here."

Sora still wasn’t understanding her intentions at all. You generally only hid the fact that you were obtaining information from an enemy.

He shook his head. "I still don’t understand it. You don’t think we’d want to try and find a way to get out of here, too? We’re not going to be helping each other if we don’t even tell each other stuff like this."

Two different worlds, Sora. Two different worlds.

"Of course I do. But there are things about me you don't...I didn't think you need to know. Besides...the Mads aren't exactly the kind of enemy we can defeat conventionally!"

“Just because they’re not the usual sort of bad guys doesn’t mean we shouldn’t work together to beat them! Or at least plan on how to.” And this wasn’t even about the Mads so much as it was her worrying about larger forces affecting her world.

“Then how about you come colean with what you usually do on your world and why you didn’t want to tell us?” Sora definitely didn’t want them to part now knowing there were important things about Minako that he wasn’t aware of.

Minako could tell that Sora was becoming angry. At this, she turned towards a window, almost nonchalantly.

"...Did you know that Earth had a twin?"

He was, but then he just became confused when she suddenly turned away from him and changed the subject. Was she trying to avoid his question then? What was up with this?

He barely knew anything about this world anyway, considering he hadn't gotten to spend that much time on it. "Uhh...no?"