Disclaimer: I don't, by any means, own KHII or any of that jazz. If I did, Kairi and Naminé would hook up.
Kairi walked down the street. She was so sick of her horny boyfriend, Sora. All he wanted to do, was screw around with HIS boyfriend, Riku. She decided to see her best friend, Naminé. Naminé at the time, was screwing her girlfriend, Larxene. Kairi was not aware that Naminé even had a sex life. Upon entering the room, Kairi caught Naminé in a very compromising position, between Larxene and a wall, with many leather restraints.
"Oh hi Kairi!" said Naminé as Larxene's actions turned Naminé into a drooling pile of orgasmic lust. Upon completing her goal, Larxene left. Kairi simply stood in the door in shock. Finally able to collect herself, Kairi went over and untied Naminé. Strangely aroused at the sight of her incapacitated friend, Kairi decided to help her friend. Dragging her body over to a seat, she pulled out some bread and a couple beers.
"Sorry about that Kairi." Naminé said as she regained coherence. Kairi was not terrible upset. She sat and bitched about her boyfriend while both drank liberal amounts of alcohol. Naminé started bitching about her girlfriend simply because she had nothing else to bitch about. Both girls, completely sloshed, decided they both needed a break from their respective companions.
As a result, neither one had much objection to simply fucking each other. It was the best day ever. "Hey Naminé." Kairi said untangling herself from the sheets of Naminé's bed. "Your dress…isn't so much 'white' anymore." Naminé looked down at her once white dress. "Ah well." She said smiling, "It's not like I really need it anyway."
