A/N: This is the beginning of a new fanfiction. So for those who read I'm hoping you will leave me a review and tell me what you think and if I should expect you to stay tuned should I continue to write. Which I probably will regardless, but that's just me.. But without further ado.

Disclaimer: I do not anything associated with Kingdom Hearts. This story is purely fiction.


Girl-napped!

1. Prologue

"Kairi! Kairi!" a little girl screamed. Her twin sister, Kairi, was showering her with flower petals, grass, and anything else she could rip up from the ground. The little girl was becoming dirty from all the dirt Kairi was managing to throw at her unknowningly. At this rate her white gown was going to be stained and she knew her mother, Quistis, would not be pleased. "K-Kairi stop!" she screamed as loud as her little lungs could. As she screamed a clump of dirt and flower petals fell into her mouth. She squealed angrily spitting out the foreign invaders.

Kairi finally turned around, still crouched in the dirt, to see her sister acting like what her father called a 'yahoo'. She blinked out of her confusion and stood up straight. "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're you frowning at me like that?" she asked.

Namie, or Naminé's face was scrunched up in disgust as 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 the attitude from her mother. After all, she was practically the spitting image of Quistis. Naminé had her clear blue eyes and her light blonde hair. Though, after playing outside in the garden most of her days it changed to more of a honey blonde than a platinum blonde. Her skin was just as pale as Quistis's and her desire to be a proper young lady was the same as her mother's desire for conformity and good judgment. "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, "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!"

Kairi had her mother's temper, but not the extent that Naminé did. When Kairi was angered most of it escaped to the top of her head, as her father Reno liked to say. Everyday Kairi's hair was growing more and more red. It made 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 wasn't as pale as her sister and mother, either. This was mainly because she spent all of her time outside.

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, "Now who am I going to play with?" She sighed again and sat down on a stone bench resting her head in her hands.

"How about playing with us, little girl?"

Her head jolted up to see three shadowy men creeping toward her. Before Kairi could scream a hand was forced over her mouth. Kairi struggled and screamed as loud as she could, but her sounds only came out as muffles. "Let's take her, men," one man said in a guttural voice. The man that had 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 she was dragged away from her beautiful garden. The last glimpse she caught was the pile of unearthed dirt and weeds lying on the ground then everything went black.

Naminé ran back out into the garden with two sea-salt ice creams in her hand. "Ri-Ri! I forgive you now come have some ice cream with me! I got your favorite flavor!" she cried. There was no answer. She blinked. "Kairi?" she called. Still no answer. She wandered further into the garden looking around for any sign of her sister's flaming hair, but there was none. "Kairi!" she shouted. The fear was beginning to build up. Her heartbeat raced as she began frantically searching behind trees and under rocks while still making sure that the ice cream never touched the ground. "Kairi! Where are you!" she cried. Tears began to fall from her blue eyes.

She heard the back door slide open. Naminé turned hopefully in its direction desperately wanting to see her sister, but it was just her father. She sniffled and began to walk toward her father trying to hide her tears.

"Naminé, what's the matter?" he asked. Reno laughed light-heartedly at the sight of his daughter. "Darling, you've gone and messed up your dress," he cooed taking the melting ice cream sticks from his daughter's small hands. Naminé was a sight to see. Through all her searching she had managed to stain and tear bits of her dress. Her hair was messed up and tangled and now her eyes were becoming red and puffy. "Where's your sister?" he asked curiously.

Naminé cried louder. "I can't find her!" she wailed.

Reno's cool disposition quickly changed. The fear was practically oozing out of his eyes. "Kairi!" he shouted as loud as he could. He ran further into the garden leaving Naminé to cry to herself at the back door. "Kairi!" he shouted again as he began a search of his own. He stumbled upon the spot Kairi had been digging from and found drag marks not too far away from the scene. He could see the warped shapes of Kairi's tiny shoes being dragged out of the garden. His eyes widened. "Quistis! Quistis!" he shouted as he ran toward the back door.


Kairi came to in the center of a town. Around her she saw wooden huts and fences. She smelt the scent of manure and farm animal in the air. She could see the swirls of dirt passing by in the wind. "Where am I?" she murmured fearfully.

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

Kairi bit down on her button lip. She knew what was going to happen to her. Some man was going 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 well-off ones. That's what her daddy always said. Kairi began crying. "I wanna go home!" she wailed trying to run away, but she found she was restrained. She tugged at her arms, but she was attached to a stand of some kind by a metal contraption.

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

"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 beauty!"

"She's far too young!"

"Just consider it!"

Kairi watched 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 wanted to apologize to her for being a yahoo. She missed her family.

"Look! The bitch is already crying!"

"I like her eyes, I'll give you two dollars for her!"

"Five!"

"Seven!"

The auction had begun. Kairi cried as the price continued to increase. She didn't want to be sold.

"Hold it!"

Kairi looked through her tears to see who had shouted. The voice had sounded young so she was curious as to 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 bright blue that reminded her of the ocean. His skin was extremely tan and he had mud stains covering the majority of his skin. He was dressed in a pair of dusty overalls with no shirt on underneath. He had rolled up the pants legs 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. Kairi detected a southern accent in his voice. That meant she was far away from home. No one she knew talked like that. She continued to listen to his words. "It ain't right to be sellin' a young lady to tuh sharks!" the boy cried angrily.

"Then why do you also have munny in yer hands!" Kairi could tell the man was growing angry.

Sora grinned. "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 tuh 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 stared around the rest of the crowd. No one had a higher amount.

The man growled. "Fine, boy. Looks like you lucked out. Gimme the munny and you can have tuh key."

Sora handed over the fifteen munny to the scary man and the man gave Sora the key to Kairi's restriction. "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 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." 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 that 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 front teeth. Kairi blushed. "Whassit, ma'am?" he asked sweetly. If it wasn't for the accent Kairi would have thought he was the perfect gentleman.

"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 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.

"My name is Kairi."

"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?"

"I get to choose?" she asked.

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 smile 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." Kairi nodded and took his hand giving it a small shake making Sora laugh again. "Yer hands are so small! How old are yuh?" he asked staring at her curiously. He wanted to know everything about his future wife.

"I'm six," she replied turning to continue their walk. Sora didn't let go of her small hand. Kairi blushed again. 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 suns gonna set soon. We best tuh hurry, Kairi. Boy, will he be surprised to see yuh!"


Naminé lay in her bed still sobbing at the loss of her beloved twin sister. She had turned her lamp off and was tucked underneath her blanket. She was consumed with thoughts of guilt, which was strange for someone of her age. Six year olds are typically carefree, but Naminé knew she was to blame. She was absolutely sure. Quistis and Reno always instructed the girls to never go anywhere outside of the house alone, even if that place was just outside of the house. They always told them it was dangerous. Kairi and Naminé had never listened to them, and now Kairi was gone.

Knock, Knock

"C-Come in," Naminé shakily answered through her sobs.

Quistis and Reno quietly entered the room walking over to be at Naminé's side. "Naminé, darling. Please turn to face us, we need to have a talk," Quistis cooed trying to get Naminé to calm down long enough for her to speak.

Naminé did as she was instructed and turned to face her parents. Reno clicked on the lamp that was attached to the wall above Naminé's bed. The sun had gone down, and it had been very dark in her room. "Naminé, we know that your sister is missing. And we all miss her very much, but we can't allow you to lock yourself in your room and cry about it. It's not healthy, we'll do everything we can to find her but you've got to be hopeful, honey. Crying won't bring her back," Reno advised.

"But it's all my fault," Naminé sniffled staring at both of her parents.

"It's not your fault, you're not to blame Naminé. The people who took your sister are the ones at fault," Quistis answered. Naminé could tell that her mother was angry.

"But how will we find her?" Naminé asked.

"We'll just have to keep searching."


A/N: I hope that was interesting enough for you. I've got to say that's the longest prologue I have ever written. I decided to do something a little different with this story. You'll understand a bit more what's happening in the story with the next update. Please leave me a review and thanks for reading!