_*preface*_
"Hage Shinji! Go away!" an angry, short, blonde-haired girl yelled at her friend/pain-in-the-ass aka Shinji Hirako.
"No, we need to talk!" yelled a tell,blonde man at the freind/royal-pain known as Hiyori Sarugki.
"Talk about what? fricken' baldy!"
"You know what!" he retorted.
"Well refresh my memory!"
"Gladly," he said, the beginings of his usual grin forming on his face.
"No, no, I didn't mean for it to come across THAT wammphh" she tried to say as lips quickly silenced her own.
Hiyori slowly started to give in and then began to deepen the kiss. Shinji was shocked to say the least when it was her tounge asking for permission to enter his mouth, but gladly allowed her access. They kissed for several more moments until they saw a brief flash of light and opened their eyes to see a silver haired boy holding up a camera.
"Now, won't this look good on google? Should I mabye put it next to the one of you and Sora suckin' faces or the one of you and Roxas? Hmm, whaduya think, Hi-yo-ri?" the boy chuckled softly as she blushed. "You should have some say in it, considerin' who it was with 'em in 'da pics. Ehh, 'yori-chan?"
"Sh-shut up Riku!" Hiyori yelled slapping him across the face with her sandel. *What is with these people! Don't they have any blood in there bodies!* she thought in her head furious with the lack of reaction from his should of been bleeding nose.
_*time pause*_
Woah, whoa, whoa. WTF just happened? Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeelllllll, I guess i should explain seeing as it's my story. It all started 13 years ago, when Hiyori Sarugaki dissapeared off of the face of the world, well, one world, and landed smack dab right in front of a boy that looked like how old she looked swinging an odd sword, shaped like a key.
AN: well, short, i know, let me know if you, the readers, want me to continue this. Yori-chan will be extremely ooc in the next couple chapters because she loses something very, very important. try to guess what it is. and pwetty, pwetty, pwease, reveiw. i will appreciate more then you can possibly imagine. flames make me cry. it's true. so please be nice. i also have some more Hiyori stories that might be coming out soon, not to sure yet. now, in the imortal, and mighty words of tiger, of winnie the pooh, ttfn! (::) (::) (::) (::) (::) (::) (::) (::) (::)