Crush 1: The Meeting

Destiny Islands/Hio Household:

"Aw man, this is awesome!" Pushing up my glasses, I leaned closer to my laptop, scrutinizing the screen as I read what was posted. Apparently, there's a new gaming convention in two weeks that's being held in Twilight Town. What luck! Roxas and I always drove there to meet with Hayner, Pence, and Olette on the weekends, so I was pretty familiar with the area.

Grabbing my notebook and pen, I quickly jotted down the location, time, and date. From behind me, I heard the door open, revealing my so called 'hotter half.'

"God, Sora, it's barely 11 a.m. and already you're nerding out?" I could sense my brother's judgment as he let out a chuckle. "It's Saturday, go out and do something for a change."

Roxas is my twin, just a mere two minutes younger than me, but there are huge differences that set us apart.

Aside from our sky blue eyes, gravity defying hair, and facial structure, we couldn't be any more different.

Roxas can pull off any style; punk, business casual, Hell, he can even pull off wearing a pair of old sweats and a raggedy t-shirt.

I, on the other hand, wear glasses, t-shirts with my favorite games and show logos on them, and would rather don myself in all of the jeans that the world has to offer.

Roxas, like our two older brothers Ventus and Vanitas, has a social life and is no stranger to talking to girls. He would constantly make me gag and feel uncomfortable when he brought several girls from our high school to 'hang out' a bit in our room. They usually spent this time making out before they went out on a date, which annoyed me to no end. I literally had to excuse myself from my own room to escape their display of affections.

Luckily, since he finally met Naminé in the tenth grade, he's toned down his public make out sessions, stating that his one true love is above such displays, believing them to be extremely intimate.

I rolled my eyes as Roxas began to search through the closet. "Honestly, I don't understand how Naminé puts up with you."

"What can I say?" Getting his signature black and white checkered jacket out, he shrugged "Naminé just knows how much of a great catch I am."

"Pfft, dude, isn't that supposed to be the other way around?" I seriously have not seen Roxas get this crazy over a single girl before. Throughout his life, he's always had a fan club filled with girls who would die to be with him, and he would not be ashamed to show off each and every one of them. I scoffed bitterly. Lucky for him, in my case, I don't need girls to be happy. As long as a virtual beauty like Alisa Bosconovitch exists in games for my viewing pleasure, I'm satisfied.

"Fine fine, you got me there. But," I felt him lean over my seat as he turned my chair around, forcing me to face him. "Wouldn't you like a nice girl who's like Naminé for yourself?" Roxas flashed me a wolfy grin as a feeling of dread settled over me.

"Dammit, you're not thinking about setting me up some blind date for me, are you?" I pushed him away from me as he laughed.

"Aw, you found out!" Roxas was now laughing so hard that tears were streaming from his eyes. "But seriously man, I'm just trying to help my brother out."

"And I keep on telling you that I'm not the desperate type." Leaning back against my chair, I ran a hand through my spiky hair and sighed. "I'm not like you, Ven, or Van. Yes, girls don't flock to me like they do with you guys, but I'm okay with that."

"Sora, don't lie to my face like that." Before I could respond, he held up his hand "You're 17 years old and you haven't had a single girlfriend. Why do you think that is?"

"Because I don't care." I answered bluntly, knowing that my answer was true.

Roxas made a loud sound that sounded vaguely like an alarm as he crossed his arms, forming an 'x.' "WRONG! It's because you don't try."

"But the reason I don't try is because I really don't care." Now Roxas was frustrating me. We've had this conversations a million times and my answers were always the same: I don't need to be in a relationship; I don't consider myself to be, and will never be, the desperate type who needs a girl to be happy.

Roxas merely smirked at me as he came closer to me. Carefully, he took off my glasses. He considered my glass-less face for a moment, rubbing his chin while speaking. "It's not like you don't have the looks. I mean come on; you're a part of the Hio family."

"You've got our famous blue eyes, excluding Van of course. But our facial features are so identical that it's insane." He stopped rubbing his chin as his smirk widened. "And I know that you can drive any girl crazy. That's why, in order to prove that what I'm saying is true, me and Nami set you up on a date with her cousin, Kairi."

"YOU DID WHAT?" Anger and embarrassment shot through my veins as I put on my glasses and stood, sizing up to Roxas.

"Whoa, whoa, relax man, it's only a date, besides, I've seen Kairi, and she is a total babe. Not so much like Nami, but-"

"I DON'T CARE." I quickly opened my desk drawer and took out my keys. "Tell Naminé to cancel the date, cuz I'm not going."

"Sora, don't be like-"

"Don't wanna hear it, just cancel it. I'm out." With those last words, I got out of my room and slammed the door shut, hearing Roxas's laughter echo throughout my mind. Stupid Roxas.

SunnyDay Mall/Parking Lot:

Easing my red Niisan in the empty parking space, I cut off the engine and got out. Checking my wallet, I was pleased to see that I still had enough money to buy something at Book's Paradise. "I wonder if the next issue of GamingHaven is out yet?"

Shrugging, I pressed the 'lock' button on my key's pad and proceeded towards the mall, thinking about what Roxas said.

Kairi's a total babe.

Okay, so I'll admit, Naminé is beautiful, so I'm sure any relative of hers is bound to be beautiful as well. Even though I've never had a girlfriend before, I still have my pride. Still, even with my pride, there's no way I can attend this date. Roxas forgot one important thing about me: because I lived my whole 17 years without talking and flirting with a girl, there's no way I can talk to girls without stuttering, screwing up, and embarrassing myself in front of them.

Sighing, I came in through the clear double doors, pushing up my glasses as I made my way towards the bookstore.

As I was nearing the store, I heard an argument take place in an accessory boutique across from Book's Paradise. I watched with mild interest as Old Lady Clair, the owner of Clair Boutique, chew out a red haired girl.

Turning my gaze away from the gray haired woman, the red head caught my attention as I quietly whistled appreciatively. I may not have spoken to a lot of girls, but I knew which ones were considered hot, and this girl was no exception. She wore a white blouse and checkered skirt, which was a standard uniform for working in the boutique. Clair didn't hire any males to work in her store, so the place was basically a smorgasbord of beautiful girls (I know this because of Roxas). Along with the blouse, all employees had to wear a name tag.

Maybe if I stick around, I'll see her name! Deciding that the next issue of GamingHaven can wait, I sat on the bench, attempting to look nonchalant as I stole glances at the girl.

Curvy body, long legs that seem endless, ugh- I was letting my imagination get the best of me. Although her face was turned away from me, I could hear her voice as she spoke to Clair.

"I don't appreciate all the extra work that you put on me! That's why I'm demanding a raise!" Man, even when she was yelling, her voice sounded like it was dipped in sweet honey to me.

"And I told you I'm not giving it to you because you always slack off in the middle of it! And just what were you thinking of with that name tag?"

I heard the girl scoff. "That was the only way to get your attention since you seem to ignore me every time I try to talk to you."

"IF YOU WANTED TO TALK THEN COME INTO MY OFFICE! Don't offend the clients!" Clair yelled at the girl in a shrill voice as she pinched her wrinkled nose. "This is the last straw, you, Ms. Mori, are fired!"

Ouch, she lost her job? The Mori girl tilted her head, and I could just picture her playful smile. "Oh, you think I'd be upset? It's quite the opposite, Mrs. Clair, you just saved me the trouble of quitting." I watched as she fumbled with the front of her blouse for a moment before holding out a piece of plastic in front of Clair. "Would you like this back?"

The old woman gave her a look of disdain. "No thanks; that name tag is rather fitting for you." Without another word, Clair made her way back towards her boutique. The girl shrugged and placed the tag in the pocket of her skirt, turning as she sighed.

I gasped when I finally saw her face. This girl was absolutely gorgeous. Bright violet eyes, cute nose, and pink tinted lips. God, I could feel my palms getting sweaty by just looking at her.

Mori neared the bench where I sat as my thoughts went haywire. Don'tsithereDon'tsithereDON'T SITHERE PLEASE!

Too late. From a few inches away from me, I felt her plop down on the bench. Forcing myself to take an intense interest at the water fountain in front of me, I tried to calm my racing heart, ignoring the faint smell of strawberries wafting off of her. This was too pathetic, I was getting so nervous because of some girl sitting next to me, and she didn't even know me!

I felt my legs began to jitter uncontrollably, a nervous habit that I was never able to get rid of. I heard the girl sigh as she turned towards me. "So how was your day?"

I held back a choke. "W-what?" My head jerked towards her as I felt a blush form against my cheeks. I prayed that she wouldn't notice.

She giggled and ran her hand through her smooth, cherry colored locks. "Well, as you can see, I just got fired from my job. Not that I mind, though." She smiled at me, causing my heart to race by a tenfold. "Clair is a slavedriver, it's not too pleasant dealing with an angry old woman on a daily basis."

Curiosity got the best of me as I forced myself to look away from her, feeling my face burn as I asked. "So…what did your name tag say that made her so upset?"

At my question, she smirked and took her tag out from her pocket. "I'll let you see for yourself."

Gingerly, I took the tag and read it. My heart nearly stopped as I forgot to breathe.

On it was her name marked out, making it impossible for me to see it. In its place written in permanent marker was this phrase:

Hello, My Name is WHAT YOU'LL BE SCREAMING IN BED TONIGHT

~End Crush 1

Do not copy this story, enjoy, and review :)

This story was inspired by a post on tumblr and from random lyrics sung by Fall Out Boy.

I do not own Kingdom Hearts and its characters, just this plot.

~Betaed 6-1-12

*Update: I have decided to not use song lyrics as titles any longer. This is purely an extra precaution to protect my story from being removed :)