The Only One
He was Sora; spiky brown hair and huge blue eyes ("all the better to see you with!" he had remarked playfully).
He was the keyblade wielder; tanned arms and weapon over one shoulder ("honey! I'm home!" he'd shouted, and Kairi had rolled her eyes and splashed water in his face, all the while wondering; how long has he been practising that corny line?)
He was her best friend/boyfriend; so adorable when he smiled just like that in a way that turned her to jell-o ("look! You're swooning already," he had grinned, and then Kairi splashed even more saltwater at him and crossed her arms).
He was kind of stupid sometimes; charging around the island with Riku and Tidus and Wakka despite the fact he was meant to be some 'hero' – grinning and shouting "Kairi! Look, at me, look at me-"
Splash!
And then he fell over.
Kairi raised her eyebrow, grinning wickedly as he staggered around; if she had a watch, she would've checked the time just to embarrass him further.
"You know what," she said, poking Sora in the ribs. "I've never seen anyone look so dumb before."
"Yeah," Sora replied, turning to plant a kiss on the side of her face. "But I still know how to turn you on, though."