Author's Notes: Written for class.
Disclaimer: I don't own Kairi or Naminé. Or KH. Or...anything of any significance.
Yourself
WhiteLightning
Trust in yourself, the blonde girl—Naminé, was it?—had told her. Kairi stared up to the face that was so much like her own, that they could have been deemed twins. But that couldn't have been right—yet the facts were there; the only difference being Kairi's red hair and Naminé's blonde.
Naminé reached out a tentative hand, smiling, hoping Kairi would take the hint. Darkness was swirling behind her—a portal out of their current imprisonment. They needed to leave, and that was the only way.
Trust in yourself, the words echoed in Kairi's mind over and over, making her contemplate what they could signify—herself? Naminé?
She didn't understand, but something compelled her to take the hand desperately reaching out to her.
The moment their fingers brushed, her hand was grabbed, and she was pulled through the portal to who-knew-where, Kairi somehow came to the conclusion that the other girl was worth trusting.
As much as she would trust herself.
