A/N: As requested by one of my lovely reviewers, TalesOfStuff, I've decided to make a prequel for GirlNapped! Instead of focusing on Naminé and Roxas, I've decided to write out Sora and Kairi's love story. So, naturally the first chapter is going to sound a bit like Girl-Napped!'s first chapter, but I've added on and tweaked it a it so bear with me. I hope you all enjoy it! Please tell me what you think!

Girl-Napped!

1. The Beginning

"Namie, what's the matter? Daddy would say you're acting like a yahoo. You should stop spitting everywhere. Mommy says spitting isn't lady-like!" Kairi chastised with a wag of her small index finger. "Why are you frowning at me like that?" she asked naively.

Her sister Namie, better known as Naminé, face was scrunched up in disgust. She glared at her sister. "You got dirt and weeds all over me!" she cried angrily. For a small girl of only six she had quite the temper. Family friends said she inherited that attitude from her mother. After all, she was practically the spitting image of Quistis. She had the same complexion and attributes. "My dress is ruined now!" Naminé cried, "Why do you have to mess everything up?"

It was Kairi's turn to scrunch her face. "I do not mess up everything!" she cried indignantly, "You're just mean and don't know how to have any fun! I thought we were playing wedding and I was giving you a shower of flowers!"

"You sent dirt flying at me! It got in my mouth!" Naminé screamed angrily.

Kairi also had her mother's temper, but not to the extent that Naminé did. When Kairi was angry most it escaped to the top of her head, as her father liked to say. Everyday Kairi's hair grew more and more red. It made her father, Reno, proud to see his daughter with hair just like his. Her eyes were different, though. She was the only one in the family who had a pair of shimmering purple eyes. The way they shined in the light made them look like amethyst gems. She also wasn't as pale as her sister and mother, either. This was mostly because she spent all of her time outside in the garden digging around and playing in the flowers. She loved to be among nature.

Kairi growled angrily, "You're no fun!"

"Fine! If I'm no fun I'm going back inside. You can play all by yourself!" Naminé shouted. She turned away from her sister stomping on all the uprooted flowers as she did. She scowled before she ran through the back door and into their house.

Kairi sighed sadly, "Now who am I going to play with?" She sighed once more and sat down on a stone bench with her head in her hands. She stared at the pink of her dress with a bored expression.

"How about playing with us, little girl?"

Kairi's head jolted up to see three shadowy men creeping toward her. Before Kairi could utter a scream a hand was forced over her mouth. Kairi struggled and screamed as lout as she could, but her sounds only came out muffled. "Let's take her men," a man said in a guttural voice. The man that covered her mouth lifted her from the bench and began to drag her away from her family's garden. Kairi screamed and screamed but her efforts were futile. She watched as the beautiful garden disappeared into the distance. The last glimpse she caught of it was the pile of unearthed dirt and weeds lying on the ground.

"Knock her out!" another man commanded. Before she could scream everything went back as the image of the dirt pile was burned into her memory.

Kairi stirred gently at the bustling sounds of the town around her. She came to in the center of a town she'd never seen before. Around her were wooden huts and fences that were lined around the town square. She smelt a strong scent of manure and farm animal in the air. She could see swirls of dirt passing by in the wind. "Where am I?" she murmured fearfully.

"You're at the auction stand, girly!" a man laughed.

Kairi bit down on her bottom lip. She knew what was going to happen to her. Some man was going to buy her and she was going to be forced into becoming his slave. It was what her father ranted on and on about when he came home for dinner. Girls were always disappearing, especially the ones from well-off families. That's what her daddy always said. Kairi began to cry. "I wanna go home!" she wailed as she attempted to run away, but she found she was restrained. She tugged at her arms desperately, but she was attached to a stand of some kind by a metal contraption she didn't recognize.

"You're not going anywhere, missy. Now just stand still and look pretty. Here comes the rest of the town," the same man commanded.

"Really? You stole a six year old!" a man from the incoming crowd shouted.

"She'll grow up soon enough! Just look at her, she'll be a beaut!"

"She's far too young!" came another voice.

"Just consider it!" the man begged.

Kairi watched the crowd fearfully. She didn't like the looks of any of these people. They all looked dirty and mean. More tears began to fall from Kairi's eyes. She longed to see her mother, her father, and even Naminé. She wished she could apologize for acting like such a yahoo. She missed her family desperately. The thought of them made her cry even more.

"Look! The bitch is already crying!" shouted an angry spectator.

"I like her eyes, I'll give you two munny for her!" cried one man.

"Five!" cried another.

"Seven!"

The auction had begun. Kairi continued to cry as the price continued to increase. She didn't want to be sold to a strange man.

"Hold it!" came a voice through the crowd.

Kairi managed to glance through her tears to see who had shouted. The voice sounded young so he was curious who it was. Surely enough, a young boy was forcing his way through the crowd with munny in his hand. He had messy, spiky brown hair that shot up in all directions with the exception of his bangs that slightly covered his eyes. Kairi had never seen such hair. His eyes were a shade of bright blue that reminded her of the ocean she had seen once. His skin was extremely tanned with mud stains covering the majority of it. He was dressed in a pair of dusty overalls with no shirt underneath. He had his pant legs rolled up and his feet were bare.

The man laughed, "What do you want, Sora? Aren't you a bit young to be buying yuh a woman?"

The boy named Sora frowned. "She's no woman!" he cried angrily. Kairi detected a southern accent in his voice. It was a dialect she'd never heard before. That only meant she was far away from home. She continued to listen to his words. "It ain't right to be sellin' a young lady to tuh sharks!" he continued to cry angrily.

"Then why do you also have munny in yer hands!" the man shouted back. Kairi could tell the man was frustrated.

Sora grinned cheekily. "I think she's cute so m'gonna buy er' and ask er' to marry me when we're older!" he announced proudly.

"Marriage is for the rich, boy!"

"I dun' care, sir! Now then, I've got fifteen munny to buy er' wit!" Sora cried shoving the hand that held his munny in the air. The man desperately looked for other bidders, but no one had a higher amount.

The man growled, obviously agitated by the turn of events. "Fine, boy. Looks like you lucked out. Gimme the munny and you can have tuh key," he grumbled.

Sora handed over the fifteen munny to the scary man and the man gave Sora the key to Kairi's restraints. "See ya later, fatty!" Sora shouted as the man and his friends began to walk away. He grinned mischievously as he heard them cursing under their breath. He then turned his attention to Kairi who was still staring at him with a dumbfounded expression. Sora laughed loudly. She liked his laugh, it was jolly and full. "Ma'am you best to close yer mouth. A bug is likely tuh fly in there," he said happily, "Now I'll set yuh free and take yuh home. What do yuh say to that?" Kairi only closed her mouth. She was too scared to say anything to the strange boy.

He only grinned at her. "That's all right, you dun' hafta talk to me now, we've got a long walk home for yuh to get all warmed up wit me," he said as he unlocked her hands. Kairi was relieved to be able to move again. "This way, ma'am," Sora instructed politely. Kairi looked at the strange boy and saw him offering her his arm. Her mother had always taught her to be polite so she accepted it and the two began their apparent long walk to where Sora lived.

Once they had passed through the town, Kairi noticed the rest of the land was mainly free grasslands. There were no buildings in sight, just the horizon and tall weeds. She looked at Sora who was focused on the road ahead. "Um, excuse me," she mumbled trying to get his attention.

Sora grinned sweetly showing her his missing teeth; she hadn't noticed that before. Kairi blushed at the sight. "Whassit, ma'am?" he asked sweetly. If it wasn't for the strange accent, Kairi would've thought he was the perfect gentleman. She was always taught gentleman spoke properly.

"Where am I?" she asked.

Sora scratched the back of his neck. "Gee, that man must've stolen yuh from far away. Ma'am, you're in Hollow Bastion. We're tuh poorest town ere', but if we had walked in the other direction I coulda showed you some less poorer towns. Yuh might like those better," he answered.

"Um, is Hollow Bastion anywhere near Radiant Garden?" she asked hopefully.

"So that's where yer from! Well aren't chu all high and mighty," Sora laughed. He then tapped his chin and began to think. "I reckon I dun' know how far away that is, I bet my brother will know. I'll ask im' for yuh when we get home!"

Kairi smiled. "Thank you, Sora."

"So yuh know my name but chu haven't graced me wit yers. What do they call yuh back home?" Sora asked happily.

"My name is Kairi," she answered cutely.

"That's purty. Nice to meet yuh, Kairi. Sure wish it coulda been in different circumstances, though," Sora said with another one of his grins. Kairi couldn't help but smile at him. Whenever he spoke she felt a warm, tingly feeling inside. "So what do yuh say to bein' my wife in tuh future?" he asked.

"I get to choose?" she asked with a confused expression.

Sora laughed loudly again. Kairi frowned. She didn't understand what was so funny. "A course you has a choice, Kairi! I'm not going tuh force yuh to be my wife!" he laughed. He laughed as if that was the funniest thing he had ever heard.

Kairi's mile returned. "I like you, you're nice. I'll be your wife," she said happily, "But you have to promise me to take me back to my family when I'm all grown up."

Sora outstretched his hand. "We'll shake on it," he suggested. Kairi nodded and took his hand giving it a small shake causing Sora to laugh again. "Yer hands are so small! How old are yuh?" he asked while staring at her curiously. He wanted to know everything about his future wife.

"I'm six," she replied as they continued their walk. Sora didn't let go of her small hand. Kairi blushed again from the contact. Her mother had always taught her that her goal in life was to find a good man. Sora might not be a man yet, but Kairi had a feeling she would have nothing to worry about as long as she was by his side.

"Ah, no wonder. I'm eight. Dun' worry yer purty lil' head, Kairi. Yer hands will be as big as mine in no time!" he exclaimed showing her his free hand. He grinned and turned back to look at the sky. "Hm, Rox should be whipping up supper bout now and tuh sun's gonna set soon. We best tuh hurry, Kairi. Boy, wll he be surprised to see yuh!" he laughed giddily.

He began to run pulling Kairi along behind him. Kairi was amazed at how quickly the sun set. When she was at home it seemed to take forever to disappear into the ground. Slowly, she began to make out a figure of a small shack in the distance. It was surrounded by a poorly made fence with a tall barn behind it. The smell of manure and animal met her nose once again.

"Ere's home!" Sora announced proudly as his speed increased. Kairi nearly fell, but she managed to keep up.

Sora hopped over the fence and then lifted Kairi over. He led her to the door of the small shack and grinned at her. "Welcome," he announced as he pushed open the front door.

Kairi peered inside cautiously. Her large, curious purple eyes scanned the room. There was one window in the far corner of the room. A small, dingy-looking kitchen was located to the right of the window. A small dining table was in the middle of the room with four chairs. There were two beds on the other side and a dusty dresser next to the front door. It was the strangest thing she'd ever seen. Where were the curtains? Where were the lavish decorations? What was even stranger was the small, blonde boy standing on a stool stirring the contents of a large pot.

"Rox!" Sora shouted happily as he stepped into the shack. Kairi pushed the door closed and quickly followed behind Sora.

The blonde boy didn't bother to look behind him; he stayed focused on whatever he was making. "Did yuh bring the potatoes, celery, and tomatoes I asked yuh tuh get?" he asked.

Sora giggled with excitement. "No! I got sumthin' better!" he practically squealed.

"They had onions too?" the blonde haired boy practically screamed excitedly. He turned around and his happy expression dropped at the sight of Kairi. Instantly, his face turned red. "What the hell!" he prematurely cursed, "Sora! I told yuh we couldn't keep a dog so yuh bring back a gurl? Agh! Yer useless!"

Kairi timidly hid behind Sora. She was scared of this strange boy that looked like Sora. Sora defensively growled. "I had too! This man was gonna sell er'! I had tuh save er'!" Sora declared proudly, "She's gonna be my wife!"

The blonde boy laughed cynically. "Wut is she? Five!" he hollered out in laughter, "She can't be yer wife!"

"I'm six!" Kairi angrily called out, "And I'm gonna be a great wife! You just wait and see!" She didn't know what came over her. She didn't like being teased even when she was at home. She hated when Riku would come over and tease her about being the size of a pixie, so she wasn't about to let this boy, whoever he was, tease her either.

The blonde boy silenced. He hopped off his stool and walked over to Kairi. He glared at Kairi with his angry, blue eyes. "Who are you?" he suspiciously asked.

"Kairi," she boldly stated.

"Roxas," he grumbled in response as he continued to stare into her equally angry eyes, "Yuh can take care of yerself?" Kairi nodded even though it was a lie. She didn't want to give Roxas an excuse to kick her out. Who knew what would happen to her out on the streets. She was too afraid to take a chance at ending up alone. "Yuh know how tuh cook an' clean?" he asked again.

"Yes!" Kairi cried. She did know how to do these things. 'I cooked in my easy bake oven all the time. What's the difference between a bigger one?' she thought as she stared at him with determination in her eyes.

Sora jumped in. "See! She's perfect!" he proclaimed happily, "She's better than a buncha potatoes!"

"Fine!" Roxas gave in, "But if she messes up she's outta ere'!" Kairi breathed a sigh of relief.

Sora grinned. "Yer gonna love it ere'," he said happily before he went to help his brother finish up dinner without some vital ingredients.

The three ate dinner and soon it was time for bed. Kairi looked and saw only two beds. She looked to Sora who had already stripped out of his overalls. "Where do I sleep?" she asked timidly.

Sora grinned at her. "Yuh sleep wit me silly. After all, yer gonna be my wife," he stated in matter of fact tone. He offered her his hand, which she happily accepted. Sora led her over to his bed, which was the one cornered by the walls. He pulled back the simple, thin blanket and said, "Hop in." Kairi climbed into the bed and scooted over to make room for Sora.

Sora slipped in and wrapped his small arms around Kairi. "G'night, Kairi," he whispered happily before he closed his eyes. Kairi smiled and stared at the wall. She heard Roxas grunt angrily from his bed.

She closed her eyes. 'I have to make them like me so I can stay here. I got nowhere else to go,' she thought nervously. She remembered her parents and her sister and frowned sadly. "I'll never forget you," she whispered quietly before she fell into a sound sleep.