Of Papers and Princes
By Strave
Intro. Kairi is a successful Journalist; one day a chance encounter brings her face to face with a hazel nut haired boy. Is he just a cartoonist or is he hiding something? SoraXKairi (other pairs decided later) Disclaimer: I do not own kingdom hearts or any of the characters. Chapter 1
Kairi Page briskly walked down the crowded sidewalk, even though hundreds of people crowded the street, it was odd to her that she seemed to move so smoothly, as if she was impervious to the bumping walkers. After all, this was Traverse City. Her auburn hair down to her shoulders, she was in mid twenties, and wore a female suit jacket with a skirt. Her destination being only a few blocks away, she proceeded across the street.
SCREEEEEECH!
"Hey lady get off the damn road!" yelled the driver of the taxi that narrowly missed her.
"Shut up! Can't you see I'm walking here!" She yelled back. 'The nerve' she thought.
Unlike most days, Kairi was having a particularly bad day today, she had slept through her alarm clock, only to be woken up by the constant meows of her cat, realizing she was late for work her day proceeded to get worse. She spilled the coffee, missed the bus, had to ride the subway, missed her stop, got off, and now we find her walking towards her workplace. THE OATHKEEPER, one of the few newspapers in the area, one reason was because it was run by a foul-mouthed 'geezer', whom she knew was going to chew her out for being late.
"WATCH OUT!" CRASH…
Kairi came to her senses a few seconds later, she opened her eyes and stared into a pair of gorgeous blue eyes, and the face of a angel, hazelnut hair falling over his face, who…
"You just hit me with your GOD DAMN bike! You idiot watch where you're going!" Kairi glared at the boy, and then stared at her brief case and the papers lying all over the sidewalk, now being trampled by the passing crowd. 'mother of god…'
"Ma'am I'm incredibly sorry, I didn't see you when I came around the corner…" now looking straight at her, he was at a loss of words, she was beautiful, even her pouting face and her glaring blue eyes, seemed to compliment each other magnifying her true self.
"I…I… he said dumbfounded.
"Well? Are you just going to sit there like an ass?"
"Ah! Oh," he said coming back to his senses, "yes, I'm so sorry, here let me get some of these for you." He proceeded to scramble about picking up her papers. After he handed them to her he picked up his bike and shoulder bag and hopped back on his bike.
"Well, I'm real sorry about that, are you alright?" said the brown haired stranger.
"Yeah yeah, whatever."
"Well, um, ok, well I'll go now." He blundered. 'Nice one, idiot' he said to himself.
"Good for you." She stabbed back, it was apparent to him she was having a bad day. He turned and biked off, leaving behind an even grumpier Kairi.
The rest of the walk to her building was filled with a river of cursing flowing from Kairi's mouth. (A/N yes yes, Kairi is quite the potty mouth)
"Just great…" realizing her impending doom at the hands of her editor, now even more tardy for work, the disheveled reporter trudged up the stairs of the office complex, reaching her level.
"Good morning everyone…" she sighed.
"Kairi!" a yellow flash came out of a cubicle and hugged her tight. She was a brown haired girl wearing a bright yellow dress.
"Yes, nice to see you too Selphie. Now off me, bad day, no touchy."
"Oh, got it." She backed down like a dog scolded by its master. "Here's some coffee." handing a cup to Kairi.
"Kairi you're extremely late." said another girl, this one dark haired, more scantily dressed you could say, her tank top and shorts were not the kind of clothes you'd see in an office, more like a hot summer day on a beach, an odd bandana tied around her head, a digital camera hung around her neck as she chewed on a pencil, leaning on the desk.
"Cid is going to have a field day with this." She bluntly stated.
"Yuffie, I love you to death, but right now, shut up."
"PAGE! MY OFFICE NOW!" yelled a coarse voice.
'Here it comes' Kairi told herself.
Kairi regained her composure and marched into her editor's office. "Yes Mr. Cid?"
"Ms. Page, do you know what time it is?" grunted the yellow haired man.
Kairi responded with some sarcasm. " Eight Thirty?"
"Its time for you to GET SOME FUCKING WORK DONE AROUND HERE!" he barked, face turning slightly red.
"Okay old man, I'll be right on it." She smiled at him and turned to go, she knew her job was not in jeopardy, she was one of the best writers for miles, and Cid just had a bad temper.
'The fact that I'm an hour and a half late doesn't contribute at all' she sarcastically reminded herself.
"I ain't no old geezer!" he screamed, turning even redder! His fists raised in the air, suddenly he stopped. "Oh, Kairi, one more thing, the new cartoonist just arrived, ever since the old one broke his hand we've been looking for a new one."
'Yeah, I bet losing his hand was devastating, now his left one has to try and make up for the time down in his pants.' She chuckled at the thought.
"Well, since you think its so funny, you don't mind showing him around, and to his office do ya?" this not being so much a question more like a sarcastic command, Kairi, a little taken back, now slumped her shoulders.
"Fine, where is the new guy?" she croaked.
"Here he comes, right behind you." And into the office she heard a pair of clumsy footsteps. Kairi turned around only to see…
She dropped her coffee. "GODDAMIT PAGE!" yelled Cid.
There standing in front of her was… "THAT JACKASS FROM EARLIR!" her jaw dropped.
"Well I see I've sure made a good impression on you." He shyly remarked rubbing the back of his head.
Cid spoke up, "You two have met before? Wait, it wasn't at a bar or club or anything?"
He said implying what most people would in this given situation.
"What? NO, I didn't sleep with him, he's this jackass that hit me with his bike this morning. MADE ME EVEN MORE LATE!" Kairi, now the one turning red, not only from a slight blush at Cid's remark, but also from anger.
"Oh…well then, get on with it, show him around." Cid shooed them out of his office, not occupied with how to clean up the darn coffee.
"Hehe, I didn't know you worked here," he held out his hand, and innocent smile on his face, "I'm Sora Avalon, nice to meet you…miss?" he questioned for her name.
She pushed his hand away and walked past him, "Names Kairi, its not to great meeting you, now come one new guy." She walked away.
"Ah!" Sora yelped "…Kairi wait for me!"
"That's MISS Kairi to you bud." She said not even turning around, only holding up a correcting finger. 'This is going to be a long day…'
(A/N: Wow, I really hope I'm doing justice to the story in my head, anyways, I hope you all liked the first chapter, please tell me what you think. And yes, kairi does act like a New Yorker; she really does have quite a mouth, poor Sora.)