Disclaimer: I don't own KH or the Hitchiker's Guide to the Galaxy.
Plot Summary: They were so similar, there was no way it couldn't happen. Besides, they had the same favorite book! SoraDemyx Written for Sofri. Very short.
A/N: Might be a little OoC, since I'm not used to writing this fandom. Hope this story cheers you up, Sofri!
Sora pranced (yes, pranced) down the street in Radiant Garden, headed to visit Tron down in Ansem's lab. He hummed cheerily, occasionally bursting out with "So long and thanks for all the fish! So sad that it should come to this!" He loved quoting his favorite movie/book, and that song was just so catchy!
Suddenly, a black gloved hand reached out and grabbed his arm, towing him into a rather dark alley.
"WOAH!" he yelled, summoning his Keyblade and swinging it around at random. "Who's there?"
There was a clunk as his blunt weapon whacked into the side of someone's head, sending the skinny figure sprawling on the street.
"Hey, no need to hit…" the guy muttered, standing back up slowly. Sora narrowed his eyes and peered at the other, unable to see who it was under the dark hood.
"Who are you?" he questioned, knowing he'd heard that voice somewhere before.
The figure reached up and slowly tugged his hood down, revealing a distinct dirty-blond mullet.
"Demyx? I thought you were dead!" Sora dropped into a fighting position, figuring the Melodious Nocturne had come for a fight.
The sitarist stumbled back, waving his hands. "Wait wait wait! I'm not here to fight!"
Sora slowly lowered his Keyblade. "Really? Then what're you here for?" he asked, eyeing the other warily.
"I came because… um… well…" Demyx took a deep breath, stepped forwards, and planted a small kiss on Sora's lips.
The Keybearer's eyes were huge as the other man pulled away. "Wh… what was that?" He could feel a weird tingly feeling; it felt really good!
Demyx panicked, looking anywhere but at the confused brown-haired boy in front of him. "Um… um… forty two?"
Silence.
"OH MY GOD I LOVE THAT BOOK/MOVIE!" Sora suddenly exclaimed, running forwards and hugging Demyx tightly. He thought about the kiss, deciding it was definitely a good thing. So he moved his head up and kissed Demyx himself.
The Nocturne got a dreamy look on his face. "What was that for?"
Sora blushed. "Um… um… forty two?"
Demyx laughed and ruffled his hair. "Hey! That's my excuse!"
The Keybearer quirked an eyebrow. "I need an excuse?"
XI thought for a moment. "No, not really."
His lips met Sora's again, and the Keybearer decided, Yep, this is definitely good.
Wow that was weird… Review?