Title: Weirder than the Weirdoes

Summary: Kairi is the most popular girl in school, but when her love is faced with the lowest of the low, will she be able to make him be her prince? (SoraxKairi. AU.)

Author's Note: I couldn't help myself…I read over the story again and didn't like it. So I'm remaking it. Please enjoy.

Disclaimer: NOT MINE, for goodness sake…

Chapter 1: Curiosity Killed the Cat.

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A dark shadow moved in the night.

A whisper, a movement, blending in the quiet evening breeze that spoke of dark secrets. Waiting, pulsing. It watched with a single bright sapphire orb, smoothly transferring this way and that, before dashing off into the road. Once across, it ducked into the darkness again before swiftly and quietly darting down the street. A low rumble filtered through its throat at the sight of movement, to which he halted and became like a statue. Two figures came, laughing and talking loudly. A man, a woman.

The figure growled for a moment, but did not move. They passed by it, not even seeing him from the cover of the night. Without another sound, it moved again as they vanished off in the distance, moving over a wall that blocked out from a garden. Silent steps brought it up to a backyard, where flat green grass and a lush pond reflected the bright, pure moon. A black nose raised towards the pale disk, sniffing slight before snorting, as if confirming something.

It then dashed up to a large building, a mansion, before catching an edge and leaping. There were two stories before the shadow reached where it desired, a reflective window. White, lacy curtains were pulled to reveal what was inside, the figure pressing against the glass as claws scrapped against it. What was inside, however, did not stir. Crimson glowing locks were sprawled out on the silk pillow, a curled up form sleeping soundly.

Her smooth, cinnamon skin, looking ever so perfect under the silver glow of the moon. The apricot-colored camisole and shorts held her figure wonderfully, making the creature's heart envy for her angelic-like appearance.

The shadow whimpered a bit, a gaze of longing and despair casting over the young woman.

"Hopeless…" it growled, falling backwards.

Forever, into the darkness of nothingness.

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If there was one thing she was doomed for all life, it would be curiosity.

And, like all theatrical scholars say, curiosity killed the cat. But how could Kairi resist? It wasn't like the whole idea was a bad thing, she was so popular they would probably praise her for doing this. Her friends pushed her and she let herself be dragged, despite all her complaining. She wanted to do it, no matter how much she kicked and screamed. And boy, did she want it. She'd always seen him from a distance, seen him in the halls with his head held proud and strong, his powerful strides making him float. Young, silent and intelligent, she couldn't deny her secret attraction to him.

Oh, she probably would say what his name should, shouldn't she?

His name was Sora.

And boy, besides being the mysterious and dark master he appeared to be, he was also considered the freak of the school. People would tell that he would conduct these weird rituals at his house, choosing victims every month at the full moon. She'd heard that he changed into a vampire at night and stalked whichever prey decided to speak to him first that day, therefore no one would talk to him. Then there came the rumor of him being a murderer. Kairi had no clue where that one came from, but even that was digested and laughed at for a few days before dwindling away.

To sum it all up, everyone hated him.

Even she had to admit he was a little…weird. He was mute, glared a lot and blew everyone out of the water when it came academically. Even physically. No one played soccer with him anymore, either, just because he broke a kid's nose the last time he was challenged. Of course, he didn't really care if he pushed the limits on hurting anyone, but it was soccer. That had to say something.

But, besides all that, Kairi always enjoyed to tease him, along with her friends: Selphie (her ultimate best buddy), would often try to get him to do ridiculous stunts. He, of course, would brush her off like she didn't exist. It was funny for them all the way he acted around her, because Kairi knew better than anyone else he wouldn't dare hurt a girl. Perhaps he was just shy, too, and it made him look awfully cute. Yuna, Paine and Rikku (her other buds) would try to come up to him, but he'd be gone before they even knew it. He ran away from girls! It was so funny.

"I'd say it's time you do something," Selphie said, patting the redhead's shoulder, "I'm he'd love be teased by you!"

Kairi rolled her eyes, unable to help herself. "Puh-lease, Selph, if there's anyone in this world he hates more, it's probably me," she replied, opening her locker, "Just because I'm popular and he's not."

"You don't know that, though…" Selphie continued, grinning a bit as she leaned against the wall.

"Oh yes I do. Look how he acts around you! He practically won't talk to you, let alone let himself be teased," Kairi replied as she got a stack of books. She hated school. She wanted to ditch, but her father promised that he'd chop her head off the next time she even dared to go out of school campus without permission. Boy, she hated him, too.

"That doesn't mean anything! I'm no one compared to you, missy, and you should know that better than anybody. Ansem practically falls at your feet!" she exclaimed.

Kairi flinched. She also hated being reminded of Ansem. The pizza-face, foreigner prick who thought he owned her. It drove her beyond the edge the way he acted around her, calling her crap like 'Princess of the Heart' and junk like that. It was enough to make her sick.

"Please try to refrain from speaking his name around me," Kairi growled, slamming her locker closed and making way to her next class.

"Oh, so sorry…I thought you actually enjoyed his sadistic love for you," Selphie scoffed, knowing she was getting one Kairi's buttons.

"Hardly. I wish he would just fall off a cliff and do us all a favor," the redhead replied, but was cut short when she knocked into something. Books were thrown everywhere and she collapsed on her side, yelping.

"Oi, watch where you're going, stupid!" Selphie snapped, stabbing a finger at the offender.

Groaning through her teeth, Kairi glanced up to notice a large, sapphire orbs glaring down at her, saying nothing. His towering stature made him seem like a lion compared to her, his spiky brunet locks swaying a bit. Sora. The young woman paused for a moment, captured by his gaze, before stumbling to her feet, the boy crouching over to help collect her books.

"Oh no, it's fine. You can go ahead," Selphie said, but her expression displayed pure annoyance.

"…" Sora stared at her before grunting and striding off, as if nothing had happened. Murmurs in the hall formulated as he departed, the students making way a path for him, as to not be touched. Kairi gazed at his back, for but an instant before sighing and turning back. She gathered her things and stood up again, feeling her stomach churning.

"Almost had your books touched by the freak, that was a close one," the brunette said, a makeshift sigh escaping her lips.

"What're you guys afraid of? That he's going to spread his cooties?" Kairi grumbled as she walked faster.

"The idea has possibilities," Selphie replied, a smirk playing across her lips. Oh dear, another rumor to be made.

Why can't they just shut up? She asked herself, but dared not say it aloud. Someone just might think that she actually like him, and that was something that would be more or less a crime. She had worked hard to get where she was, and it'd be the last thing she'd do if she chose to loose her 'most popular' status now. But that's where her problem started. She wanted that bloody boy, and the fact that he was so un-popular was a difficulty. But what could a girl do?

"I'll see you in choir," Selphie said as she walked off for her algebra class, "And I'll be sure to think up of something for you to do to him. It'll be awesome, you'll see!"

"…" Kairi said nothing, but her heart was pumping at the thought of him.

Maybe she should do something….

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Kairi hated Choir.

Despite the fact that she loved to sing, she hated all the stupids who thought they could, but really couldn't. It was ridiculous. She herself knew she could, she'd been singing all her life and everybody else knew she could, but then people would try and copy her and it wouldn't work. She was with the sopranos—along with five other kids who sang like frogs. Cracked voices scattered along the song and it nearly drove her insane.

Selphie stood beside her, lip-syncing, but her eyes were somewhere else. Continuously, she glanced backwards at Sora who was with the baritones and kept elbowing the redhead in the side. Kairi glared at her, but couldn't help but also gaze back at him…at least once in awhile. He, of course, had a beautiful voice that she hadn't expected; Sora's melodic tone could hypnotize practically any girl, and therefore mostly boys had to stand around him. They'd deny it, naturally, but it was still wondrous how smooth and rich his deep tune could spark her attention. She could listen to that voice all day.

At last (and finally) the song was finished, the voices lowering before the teacher, Mr. Montgomery, tapped his stick-thing on the stand and said, "Well done. We should be on schedule for our rehearsal, which is in two weeks. The Homecoming Dance is in three."

The students cheered, talking amongst themselves with buzzed excitement. Homecoming Week was one of the largest events of the school year, and Kairi, who was apart of Student Council, was rigid with enthusiasm for what was to come. She was able to have a lot of say in what happened, including the decorations and accommodations for the dance, and what was planned for the week. To say it all, she was stoked.

"All right, all right," the teacher said as he waved his conductor's wand, "Settle down. I know you're very excited, and since it's the case, I've come up with a special activity for today."

"Show Sora how to use hair gel?" one student asked, snickers formulating across the room.

"Speak for yourself," the brunet retorted.

"No, Demyx, Sora, this isn't a salon, no matter how ridiculous your hair is," Mr. Montgomery replied, hoots and hollers coming from everyone, "But rather, since so few of you actually know how to dance, then I've decided to show it to you the classical way. All these 'rad' new dances are hardly what they used to be. Majestic. Graceful. And I'll show you how to do it."

The class groaned, but he seemed not to notice. Stands and chairs were moved, creating a large circle in the center of the room. Men were on one half with the ladies on the other, the only problem being who had the guts to go first. Mr. Montgomery was in the middle, looking expectedly on each side and said, "Well? Who's willing to try first?"

All the boys stepped back, save Sora, who didn't move an inch. Selphie snickered, Kairi suddenly knowing what she was about to pull but realized it was too late. The brunette shoved the other out into the circle, making her gasp. She nearly ran into Sora, too, if she hadn't straightened herself up just in time. He glared down at her, or so it seemed, and didn't even flinch. Cool and confident as usual.

"Ah, good," the teacher replied, coming up to the two, "Now, stand closer to each other, don't be afraid. There you go. Arm on the shoulder, her waist, there! Very good."

Now Kairi couldn't help but to blush as he took her hand, the teacher running back to start the record. A sort of waltz-type tune began to flow out, Sora not moving whatsoever, and the redhead practically sweating her little butt off.

"Now move to the music, like water," Mr. Montgomery said, moving his hands a bit.

Sora sighed and began to move, Kairi not expecting it and tripped. She caught herself luckily, blushing like mad. The burnet rolled his eyes, stomping over to the record player and kicking the table it rested upon. The class jumped, as did the disk, until a far more different, more smooth and much like the teacher had describe before. Like water. A silver river. Sora then came back to Kairi, taking her hand and whirling about.

She gasped, trying to keep up with the amazing grace that he had, only to fall upon several occasions. Mind you, it wasn't that the redhead was necessarily bad at it…it was just…he was so damn good.

"She's definitely a goner," someone grunted on the sidelines.

Kairi was about to say something to retort to him, but Sora moved so that the two people were blocked by his body. They were across the room in a moment, the brunet's technique so beautiful that it made a swan look dusty. He then lifted her, swirling and then setting down, taking her hand and whirling her about again. At last, the song was over, Sora releasing her as she fell back right next to Selphie with a face in close resemblance to cherries. She was held there for a second, her mind still in the movement of the dance.

"Good job," Selphie whispered to her, a smirk lining her features.

Sora then moved back to his place, once again his appearance seeming as if nothing had happened. Someone gave him an obnoxious whistle, yet he appeared completely oblivious to it. He plopped down in a chair, throwing a piece of gum into his mouth.

"That was excellent!" the teacher exclaimed, jumping into the circle, "See? It's not that hard! Who's next?"

"I am," Selphie said, stomping into the circle.

Several men attempted to get in, only one prevailing: Irene. He grinned in a somewhat suggestive look, but only received a snort from the brunette. She snatched his hand, lifting it up and began to dance. Kairi, however, still had her eyes locked on Sora, unable to turn away. Though he was quiet, though he was uncaring for others…why did he do that? She had just thought he might stare at her for a second when she was put in the circle, snort and stomp off. But no! He had…danced with her. Not only danced, but…was bloody good at it.

Sapphire eyes suddenly shot up, breaking Kairi's trance and she shifted her head. He then glanced down again, making Kairi bring her attention back.

Maybe that was it…maybe she could make him popular.

Kairi grinned.

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"Okay, so what I was thinking," Selphie began, leaning over the coffee table, "Was that you would dump a water bucket on his head and see how much gel he puts on his head!"

Kairi stared at her for a moment, leaning back in the red, velvet chair. "I can hardly believe you just said that," the redhead finally said as she snatched her Starbucks and took a sip.

"What're you talking about? It'd be great!" she exclaimed, obviously not thinking of the consequences. If Kairi even dared to attempt a stunt like that, she'd be in a Sora headlock with a Sora fist in her stomach in about two seconds.

"I was thinking a bit something less…physical," the other said, her gaze a bit distant, "Something that would do more than just last a day…"

"Like shaving his head?" Selphie suggested and Kairi sighed. Here, at the Starbucks Coffee shop, the two girls would gossip much about the school and blow off the afternoon, at least until they were so buzzed from the caffeine they had to leave. The people at the register knew them well—they came there practically every afternoon.

"No, more like…asking him to the Homecoming Dance," the redhead replied, cocking her head a bit.

"WHAT?!" the cry made Kairi jerk, and the rest of the people in the store turn their heads. "Are you crazy?!"

"Sh-sh, Selphie," Kairi snapped, putting a finger to her lips, "Shut up."

"You're insane to do such a thing! What would Ansem say?!" the brunette wailed, nearly spilling her own cup.

"I don't care what Ansem says, besides…you wanted me to do something like this, so…" the other replied, sinking in her seat.

"B-but…what would the school say?" she continued, throwing her hands about.

"…They would love me, I'll show them, I'll make him popular," Kairi responded with a wicked grin, "Moreso because he'll be on the soccer team."

"You're going to get Coach William to recruit him? How?" the brunette asked, seeming far more interested now.

The redhead took another sip of her coffee, feeling extremely confident, and replied, "Oh…I have my ways. It'll be a piece of cake."

"And what about the Frantic Four?" Selphie asked, looking a bit worn.

Kairi rolled her eyes at the mere thought of the 'Frantic Four'. The four greatest morons of that bribed school—Ansem, his cousin Xemnas, girlfriend Maleficent (couldn't guess where she got that nickname), and a the blue-haired Saix. They practically owned the Destiny High Academy, being it bribes, kids or teachers, they were the macho of the macho. Kairi hated them, too, and tried to stay away from them as much as possible. Ansem wanted her because of her body and her confidence, Xemnas scoffed at her antics for being so rebellious and Maleficent despised her because she wanted Ansem. Blue man didn't really notice her, thank the Lord.

"They'll just have to deal," Kairi finally replied, hoping that with this action, Ansem would finally get off of her case. Doubtful, but hopeful.

"Okay…what do you plan to do?" her friend at last asked, knowing no other choice.

"Well…since our dance in Choir, I believe I have a reason to ask him," she responded, and when Selphie raised her eyebrows in a questioning expression, Kairi continued: "I'll ask him sometime soon. Getting him nice n' early would refrain from Ansem trying to get his dibs on me."

"I see…what if he says no?"

"Oh, I'll make sure he won't."

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How does one expect to ask someone else on a date when that person is surrounded by a blonde?

A very cute, shy and innocent blonde at that?

Kairi stared at her across the classroom, glaring, hoping, that just for one second, that mind powers would be granted to her so that she would just leave Sora's side. The new student been glued to him since they first entered into the building, and it made her want to open up a can of whoop-ass on her. The girl looked around, seeming a tensed and anxious, and leaned further into the burnet while gripping his shirt. He glanced at her and patted her head in reassurance, making her smile as a response. The redhead growled, snapping her pencil in half. Boy, she hated when things went wrong, she really did.

She had already noticed this morning the little girl following around Sora like a shadow, nearly tripping on his heels she was so close. He seemed almost not to notice her, that sweet, amazing confidence that he always had being no different…but she would ask him things and he would respond. She would tug at his shirt and he would ask her what was wrong. He would sit down and she would sit down right next to him. It drove Kairi crazy.

Mr. Montgomery had introduced her as Naminé, a young and sweet child that had come from some public school and that would be joining them as a second year. The same Kairi was in, along with Sora, which made it even more difficult. She would have to be sure to know this little angel, or else it might be her doom to ever get Sora to go to Homecoming with her.

However, Naminé was indeed in choir with the brunet and herself, and this was her big shot.

"We've been practicing a few songs for our upcoming rehearsal," the teacher said, handing her a few sheets, "Look them over, try to sing some and then come back to me for any questions. I assure you our classmates will assist you, also, if you have any problems."

"Like fr—" Demyx began, but Kairi smacked him with her book before could finish. He fell out his chair wailing, the redhead situating herself as if nothing had happened. She was already pumped with rage to begin with and taking out on some idiot helped her considerable. At least for awhile.

"Kairi," Mr. Montgomery stated, coming up to her stand.

"Forgive me, most of the things that come out of his mouth are quite inappropriate," she replied, adding a clean-cut tone to her voice. Perfect angel. She couldn't have possibly hit him with a book, could she? At least admitting it got her off first thing.

"True, but that does not mean you have to react in such a way," he continued and she nodded.

"Of course, I will not do it again," she said, smiling a bit. At least not with a book…

"Good. Demyx, it couldn't have hurt that bad so get up off of the floor," the teacher said before wandering back up to his podium.

The blond groaned as he got into his seat, glaring at Kairi as he growled through his teeth, "You'll pay for that!"

"I'd like to see you try," she murmured, getting out her music again and pretending like she was singing. But it couldn't have lasted for long anyways considering that now Naminé had seen how intense Kairi was, she gave her a apprehensive expression. The redhead, however, smiled as gently as she could muster, lifting her shoulders a bit. Make her think she's protected. That's it. She's in your favor now, Kairi thought as she did so. Naminé halted, seeming a bit surprised before she smiled back, obviously pleased that such a power-house woman such as herself noticed the newbie like her.

Class quickly finished, releasing the students into lunch. Kairi nearly ran for Naminé, making Selphie whine and wail as she was left with Demyx. It was too obvious that he had a crush on her, but she would rather die than go out with the idiot blond. The redhead sympathized, but had more important matters to attend to first. The blonde was then in her sight, walking beside Sora down a long corridor to the exit. She must've been very short—something like five foot three inches or so, since compared to the brunet she appeared like a dwarf.

"Naminé!" Kairi finally called, waving her hand a bit.

Both jerked to a stop and whirled about, a strange expression marked across Sora's face. Naminé, however, appeared more than pleased to see that she was wanted and began walking back to the redhead. Kairi dashed up to them, grinned as much as possible before saying, "Hey, where are you having lunch?"

"Uh…well, I…" she began, flustering a bit.

"Outside," Sora replied. Wow! The mute said something!

"Oh, I just wanted to see if you guys wanted to join me and my friends," Kairi continued, shifting her weight. Make her think you're her equal.

"Kairi!" a voice snapping down the hall, making her turn. Selphie was running towards them, Yuna, Paine and Rikku behind her. However, the brunette suddenly slipped and collapsed, all three of them falling on her with loud yelps.

The redhead paused before turning back to Naminé, saying, "Even if they are morons."

The blonde giggled a bit, obviously adoring the fact that she was being accepted so quickly in the school. Sora gave Kairi a wild expression, something she didn't expect. Disbelief. Doubt. He didn't think it was possible for her to ever speak to freaks like them, but she made sure that he thought otherwise. Today would be the day she would get her on his good side.

"So, what do you say?" Kairi asked, twisting her heel a bit. She cocked her head so that red, golden locks fell in front of her face, which she knew captured most of the hearts of men. Sexy, alluring…she was asking him, he had the choice, so why refuse to have a beautiful young woman be by his side? If Ansem were here, then no doubt he'd be on her in a second.

"Well…it's okay with me," Naminé murmured, rubbing her chin a bit. "What about you, Sora?"

All eyes turned on the brunet who had seemed to turn into a statue, staring at Kairi. His expression blank, his sapphire gems locked on the redhead.

A/N: What would YOU do? Hehe, read and review, please!