Prologue:
"My queen," Aqua was handed a drink by a man dressed in the black cloak of the royal advisory.
"Thank you Zexion," she took a sip of the sweet wine she was given, thanking the man by name. Aqua took pride in knowing all the names of her workers and servants. She hoped that working for the queen, even being one of her servants was highly regarded among the lower class.
Aqua was currently in a meeting with her husband, the king of the Radiant Garden. Going over policies, taxes and plans to expand residential area's for the growing population.
"Now, these plans" Terra sat forward, leaning over the pile of papers they were going through "Are they going to work?" he asked Aqua, drawing one in particular from the pile set on the table.
"I'm not sure," Aqua replied, she tapped the plan Terra place on top of the pile, "Xehanort says this one is a wonderful idea,"
"Dear heart," Terra took Aqua's hands in his, "You place so much trust in such a shady character,"
"Oh Terra I realise how much you dislike the man, but I have faith in his judgement" she replied, "He's young and naïve yes, but he is very intelligent."
"A drink sir?" Zexion offered the bottle of wine to Terra.
"Thank you Zexion," Terra handed him his glass without a second look. Zexion poured the drink and handed it too his king.
Slipping back in to the shadows he had one final task to complete. He slipped out into the corridors and headed to his master's office. Despite his appearance Zexion was not loyal to the king and queen, but to another. The one who slipped something in the bottle of wine they were drinking.
He felt a tiny tug at his cloak and pitter patter of footsteps behind him. He stopped suddenly and the small albino child he's been caring for bumped into him. He knelt down to be level with the girl.
"The princess wants to see you," she told him. Most people would say that Naminé was speaking ever so quietly, However, to Zexion, as the child's guardian, knew her well enough to say she was talking as she normally would. He was, despite his wishes, not her father.
Standing up, he allowed her to grab his hand and lead her to Princess Kairi's room.
"Zexy, look what me and Naminé made," Kairi, the polar opposite of Naminé, showed him a painting.
"It's lovely," He said, without really trying to work out exactly what the painting was of. "Now girls, it's almost time for bed, and Zexion has work to do," He ruffled Naminé's hair affectionately. If the plan didn't work, Naminé may never see him again. He hoped that it was a big if. "I'll see you tomorrow,"
"Night-night Zexion" Naminé hugged him around the waist. It occurred to him just how small of a man he was. Naminé: a girl, all of five years old and rather small for her age, was able to hug him around the waist, where most other men she was lucky to reach their thighs.
He left the girls to play. No doubt when Kairi began to tire, Naminé would take them to bed. She was, after all, supposed to be her life long maid and friend. Responsibility was something Zexion taught Naminé from a very young age. Zexion loyalty may not have been with the king and queen, but even he could no wish harm upon the young princess.
Zexion traversed the castle corridors and found his master. He bowed respectfully.
"Is it done?" his master asked.
"It is done," Zexion confirmed.
OoOoO
"Naminé, I'd like you to go see your father." Xehanort entered the princess's chambers and ordered her maid away.
"Yes sir," Naminé gathered her plain white dress and scurried from the room. It was hard to believe a girl with such composure was only five years old. Zexion had raised her well from the child he found at his door. Xehanort waited until her was sure Naminé had gone until he spoke to the princess.
"Princess I have some terrible news," he said in a hushed tone, urging her to some closer.
"What is it?" Kairi asked. She sat on her bed patiently. Xehanort sat next to her.
"I'm afraid your parents, his and her majesty," he choked slightly, "Have been poisoned, it saddens me to say, they're dead."
"Am I queen?" Kairi asked, still too young to fully grasp the seriousness of the situation.
"Not yet my dear," Xehanort placed a hand on her shoulder. "Until you're old enough to marry, I shall fill in for you,"
"Okay," She smiled. She trusted Xehanort completely.
OoOoO
Twelve Years Later
ooooooo
"Princess, you must listen to me, this madness," Naminé tried to reason with Kairi, for days she'd been talking about going to the city below. Tonight she was determined to go through with it.
"Naminé we've been through this, call me Kairi," Kairi completely ignored her maid's pleas and grabbed the clothes Naminé had been ordered to make for her.
"Yes I'm sorry, Kairi, this is complete madness," She tried again, this time attempting to take the clothes off her.
"The last time I went to meet potential husbands I was sorely dissapointed, I shall not allow that to happen again." Kairi replied snatching the clothes back.
"But you must marry in order to take the throne, you're seventeen Kairi, by all rights you should've taken the throne on your sixteenth birthday." Naminé argued as Kairi undressed "things have gone to hell and back since Xehanort took over" Naminé added. Kairi sighed and attempted to undo the ribbons at the back of her dress
"I know," she sighed again, "I'm trying Nam, I really am. But is it so much to ask for a man who loves me, for me not my title, and wants the best for the Radiant Garden, not himself." she explained.
"Oh, Kairi, you know your not going to find one in the upper class." Naminé sat behind Kairi and untied the ribbons for her.
"Thanks" Kairi said quickly, and threw the dress off. "Why do you think I'm going out," she threw the blouse on while Naminé carefully hung her dress up. She stood up and pulled her the pants on. Naminé rolled her eyes
"Kairi, this is complete madness, the only people out at this time are the homeless," she insisted, "light knows what they could do to you"
"Light knows they could be good, honest people," Kairi retorted. She headed to the window and leaned out. "wish me luck," she winked back and leapt onto the roof below.
"Light, bring that royal fool back safe." Naminé prayed.
OoOoO
"Thank you Zexion," Kairi whispered to herself. Years of fencing with the man had made her rather light on her feet. Enabling her to cross the castle's many roofs and make it to the ground safely.
Under the cloak of night Kairi slipped out of the castle and into the city she'd only ever seen from high in the castle. She spotted the royal guard at the end of the road and slipped into a nearby alleyway.
"Why hello there," she was grabbed roughly by a man twice her size. They were too far away from the street lights for her to make out any features other than his size.
"I'm afraid that's the only hello from me you're going to get from me." Kairi snapped. She struggled to break free from the man's grip. He simply laughed and gripped her harder. It appeared the princess had no escape from this situation. She was truly frightened, she could only imagine the things he could, and more than likely would, do to her. Naminé had been right, her plan was madness and now all was lost.
"Let her go," someone said from behind the man.
"Oh please," he snarled, apparently not impressed with someone spoiling his fun. "What're you going to do?" The size of the man holding her prevented her from seeing anything behind him. She was not able to judge her chance of survival. She assumed it was very low.
Suddenly, Kairi was released and her attacker fell to the ground unconscious. Quickly as she could, Kairi ran to the street, into the light where she was safer, probably not by much.
"A lady like you shouldn't be out this time of night," her rescuer said to her. Apparently he'd followed her out of the alley way. She was surprised to see he was only a boy, possibly around her own age. It was difficult to tell underneath all the grime on his face.
"I can assure you it won't happen again." Kairi replied. She adjusted her blouse and walked away, making sure she was in the street light at all times. She was going to head straight back to the castle and never come back to the streets again.
"Wait," he grabbed her arm to stop her. When he did her let go, "Let me take you home," he offered.
"I think I can manage," She snapped, "But thank you," she said in a more gracious tone. She had been right. Some of the people out at this time were honest, good people. Maybe she had reason to stray from the castle again.
"Sora," he said, "My name's Sora,"
"Thank you Sora" Kairi replied. since they were in the light, she studied her rescuer carefully, if ever her out of castle escapade was discovered, she hoped to commemorate this boy.
Sora was covered head to toe in dust, dirt and grime, spiky brown hair and the most amazing blue eyes she'd ever seen, they almost appeared to be glowing. Kairi was spellbound, she HAD to come back to see him.
"You're welcome," he scratched be back of his neck nervously and looked away. When he looked back she was gone.
OoOoO
Yes another Sora Kairi fic... sorry the idea just came to and I went with it. It a little different to what i'd normally write but I hope you like this one, the idea's all out and ready to go. I love coming to my brother's house, he has awesome internets that gets be sick ass stuff and I can uploads fanfics XDD
thank you in advance for reviewing, and favouriting
~Shazi-chan