Author's Note: Just a collection of drabbles, so now you know that I really am working on projects, and not just slacking off. Really. So no need to shoot me, okay? If you've already read these on LiveJournal then... yay? Go read my other fics! XDD;;
Annnnd don't complain about the shortness of each story. They're drabbles, not a one shot or an epic. Just... little ficlets of fluff. Yay, fluff.
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Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own Kingdom Hearts, blah blah blah... you get the picture.
Summary: Don't say goodbye—you only say that when you're never going to meet again. Don't say hussy—you never know when a group of feminists are around the corner.
001
Promise Me
Cloud smiled at the young boy who was hugging him, a feeling of warmth spreading through his body. The blond couldn't believe that he was leaving Sora for two weeks—it was too painful.
The brunette seemed to share the same feeling. "Promise me that you'll come back soon," Sora demanded, his famous pout on full throttle. "I don't want to hear anything about you finding some hussy at Traverse."
Chuckling, Cloud ruffled Sora's hair. "If the 'hussies' here don't have any effect on me, what makes you think that the ones there will?" he asked.
"Well," Sora began. "The ones here are island hussies. You're going to a city—the hussies there are in a league of their own."
The blond shook his head, wondering how Sora came up with his odd logic. After taking a quick peek at his watch, he saw that, to his dismay, his plane would be leaving soon. He was already dreading the trip.
"You have to go," Sora muttered, kicking a nonexistent rock. "Don't worry, I'll be okay while you're gone."
Cloud leaned down and softly kissed the boy's lips, silently telling Sora that he'd miss him; the brunette nodded, as if to tell him that he understood. The pair stood there in silence until the intercom announce that Cloud's flight was about to take off.
Sora sighed, his eyes watering. "I guess this is goodbye, then..."
"Hey, you know," Cloud winked. "You only say goodbye when you're never going to see each other again"—he wiped a tear from Sora's eyes—"and I'm coming back, with presents."
The brunette sniffed. "Promise me that you won't buy me one of those cheap T-shirts."
Smiling, Cloud nodded. "I promise."
