Hey this is my first story. Enjoy.

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"YOU ARE DEAD MEAT!"

A flash of brown was seen as an angry red head pounded down the stairs of an enormous household that would coincidentally be mistaken for a mansion instead. Rattling noise could be heard as nearby furniture and ornaments were carelessly rattled off their respective counter tops.

"Sora you bastard!" the girl roared as she swiped a hand as to grab the recoiling mischievous teen she glared daggers at as he crouched his knees at a stance of caution, a smirk on his handsome features, ready to flee this battleground if any sort of movement was made by the beautiful red head girl who circled dangerously around the dismantled living room 'battleground'.

"Aw…come on Kai. I said I was sorry!" his smirk turned into a twisted smile as his opponent's deep violet piercing gaze lowered as did her frown.

"It's Kairi to you, you son of a—"her opponent swiftly brushed passed her, heading up the long fleet of stairs while cackling with laughter.

"What was that Kairi?" the youth questioned teasingly as he leaned over the handrail at the top of the staircase just to see her fuming.

"ARGHHH!!!" the read head whose eyes glistened with fury raced through the stairway just in time to find herself guarding the stairway before her opponent could make his retreat down the stairs again. He stood there blinking—and blinking, and then—"RARRR!!!" the red head charged but the brunette, just in time, turned around and ran to the nearest room with the girl so close, so close.

The brunette dived onto the bed with the red faced girl followed suite pouncing on top of him, practically straddling him! Her legs were planted on both of his sides while his wrists were firmly held down by her fierce grip like a prisoner held down by shackles.

"Say, Kairi. You know we're in a pretty suggestive position here." He grinned at her.

The girl fiercely encircled her hands around his throat and started choking the soon-to-be-turning-blue-faced boy. She started to tug on his throat back-and-forth. The boy was still cackling and gasping as she held his throat at a vice-like grip.

"I. AM. GONNA. CHOKE. YOU. TO. DEATH," Her voice almost a whisper as she said through clenched teeth. Her grip tightened ten fold as the teen under her started to choke and writhe in his position.

"K-kairi…can't—b-breathe," he held her wrists as if to pry them off his already swollen throat. Kairi quickly let go of her death-grip as Sora's hand slowly slid from her wrist.

Shame instantly fell upon her as Sora sat up and started taking in deep breaths with her still on his lap. She patiently waited for him to regain his breath before she would beg her forgiveness but in a way of not really showing that she was begging because that was totally against her nature especially when she's going to be begging for his forgiveness.

'But that wouldn't be a problem right? After all, Sora is that oblivious…'she blushed when she noticed she was still sitting on his lap while he stared intently at her when she was in deep thought. She quickly slid off and took a seat beside him.

"I'm sorry I almost…uh…yeah," she couldn't find the right words to speak.

He glanced at her and smirked to himself and quickly hid the smirk with a frown as her eyes moved to look at him curiously, "Yeah, I'm sorry too that you didn't kill me yet!"

That's it.

"Fine, I take it back! Actually wait, I don't! I'm sorry you didn't die either!" her face turned into an all-to-familiar shade of red as she stomped out of the room they were in, which was Sora's room, and slammed the door. Hard.

Sora sighed when he heard Kairi's door shut just as loud as she had slammed his.

'Idiot! You can't even have a decent conversation with her without arguing! And she even tried apologizing and you just blew her off!' he blamed himself at his inconsiderate action and laid back down and grabbed a pillow over his face to groan in frustration.

There was a knock on his door as he heard a little grunting in the background along with a 'Go talk to him!'

The person behind the door knocked again causing Sora to groan again to show them that he's not going to move anytime soon.

"I'm coming in kid." a deep voice called as the door creaked open and revealed Sora's uncle, Leon.

Sora sighed and sat up as Leon took a seat next to him. There was a moment of silence hanging in the air, "Uh, your aunt sent me to talk to you."

Sora looked at his uncle with a raised eyebrow, "Uh, that's good to know?" he wasn't sure how he would answer that so why not question it?

"She's talking with Kairi right now."

"Oh."

"…"

"…So?"

"Be patient kid, I'm trying hard."

He couldn't help but grin at his uncle's caring antics…or at least his ability to try caring, "You know, you could've just asked Rinoa if she could just talk to me instead if it's too hard for you."

He'd then go explaining about how men express their intention in a non-articulating manner because men are not ones to show their emotions, they chose to remain stoic and calm and then women will take their words and change it into a whole different meaning and they would therefore get offended and wish to rip their eyes out of the men's eye sockets or any other form of torture known to the female race. And I must say, there are a lot to choose from.

Sora blinked—and blinked some more.

"Uh…"

"In a simpler manner, Sora: They think that men are repulsive and rude especially when we're trying to be the opposite."

"Right…trying"

"So we're going to have to be our selves and not try to be someone else, alright?"

"Hn."

"Now come down for dinner. We're having lasagna." Leon got up from his seat and left the door open as he headed down stairs. Sora sighed and dragged himself towards the hallway and saw Kairi following Rinoa downstairs not even sparing a glance, heck not even a glare at him. He sighed again and fell back, not wanting to walk too close behind her. He wasn't scared he was ashamed, ashamed he can't even mutter a single apology to his cousin. Didn't see that coming…

He has been staying with his aunt and uncle for five years and he was sixteen now. His parents have been really busy lately and he had no one to watch over him not that he couldn't watch over himself, no. If you were there in Sora's home, cough—mansion, when he 'accidentally' burned water then you'd know why. So his aunt Rinoa and Uncle Squall (Squall: It's Leon!) decided that he should stay with them and one particular red head wasn't too ecstatic about that in the last two years. The first three was actually the best years of Kairi's life, as well as Sora's. The two were inseparable they became the best of friends and even wanted to sleep in the same bed together. So Leon and Rinoa decided to let them share a room. The two always felt a strong desire to be near each other even now, when they're sixteen and seething and have grown out of sharing a room. But they didn't dare show their need to be close to one another.

Sora would lay down every night and stare at his ceiling questioning this feeling even wondering if Kairi was feeling it too.

Of course this special bond didn't go unnoticed by the adults in the house. They'd occasionally tease the two about getting married and having babies one day. Sora was even a little convinced that Leon and Rinoa were part of some cult where they let their children and relatives get married off, not that Sora had a problem with getting married with Kairi, no. He never said it out loud though.

Their only form of closeness was running, pouncing, and choking. In that order.

Was it love? Of course you were supposed to love your cousins. But Sora didn't feel it to be the reason.

Was it hate? They hated each other ever since they reached the age of fifteen. But as the saying goes there's a fine line between hate and love.

So was it…I don't know…destiny? No comment.

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Alright, first chapter is finished. Please R&R! Sorry if it wasn't that good, it's my first story. Next chapter will be posted before or maybe after Thanksgiving. Thank you and have a good day!

-ScattereD59DreamS