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First Kiss

Author's note: I do believe this is the first thing I ever wrote for the Kingdom Hearts fandom. I knew next to nothing about it at the time. Does it show? xD

For those who follow me on deviantART, you've probably already read the first few of these.

Wordcount: 384

Rating: PG (for an, uh, kiss?)

Contrary to popular belief, the first time we kissed it was Roxas who surprised me.

On principle, I tend not to like surprises. Control. Advance knowledge of all possible outcomes. These are things I can get behind.

Surprises are too spontaneous. Surprises could be the end of me.

We were walking home after a particularly difficult training session. For Roxas, not me. I don't let things get to me; my emotions don't hold me down. The same can't be said for my dearest friend.

I've never understood tears, or those who have to battle with themselves to fight them back.

"I was terrible today," he'd said at the time. "Absolutely awful."

It wasn't that far from the truth. He'd been distracted, thinking of gods know what when he should've been anticipating the next strike. The lapse of concentration had landed him squarely on his back.

I should've agreed with him. Under normal circumstances, I would have. Pay better attention next time, I should've said. This isn't a game, and I want to see you return safely home at mission's end.

"We all have our off days, Rox," I'd said instead, shrugging as if it were no big thing.

Roxas had looked up at me in obvious surprise, and I can't say I blame him. I'm not one to lie, or soften the truth, even among friends. It was just something about the downtrodden way he'd looked since we left the center. Or...I don't know, so stop asking. It was just something, ok?

That was when he'd stopped me, turned me toward him, and met my eyes directly. They were sparkling cerulean blue, just threatening to spill over with tears. Yet his face was open and obviously happy. Sometimes I just couldn't figure this kid out.

That's when it happened, his lips on mine. It was a gentle, momentary thing, but I stiffened in shock at the intimacy of the touch.

After training that day, in the middle of town, Roxas stood on his tiptoes and gave me our first kiss.

Now, when I'm feeling desperate and wondering if he's even still alive, I hang on to that moment.

It's the moment I felt that twinging, wonderful flutter in my heart. For the first time in my life, I thought I might have one.