Kiki: Well howdy folks! - This is another 'Kiki' production, and Baggs might share this with me as well. I have to decide. Well, before I start this, I can't do this without giving utter credit to the person who thought of the 8 simple rules(Well, seven. I made it eight. Yay!)thing without it. That would be stealing, no? It's friendly-girl, but I tweaked the idea a lot and did different rules. And I made it into a KH fic, too. (The original was an FF9 one.) This is A/U.

Disclaimer: So I don't own the show 8SRFDMTD. And I don't own KH. I don't own Sora, or Riku, or Cloud... Gosh, stop putting me down! All I own is my room and this computer and the plot... -pout-
8 Simple Rules for Dating my Teenage Daughter

Prologue-Rules are Rules...

Sora sighed as he walked along the musty hallways. High school. Why most teenagers now-a-days kill themselves, and why you ask? To stop the complete and utter torture, of course!

But you see; Sora had another problem, a much bigger one. No, my friends, it wasn't puberty. That would be just –wrong- to mention that subject in a fan-fiction, wouldn't it? Good. I'm glad you see my way.

But anyways, our little Sora had a problem of his own. It just so happens he was crushing badly on the most popular girl in the school, Kairi.

Though everyone had a vague, profound belief that Kairi Mayor was a stuck-up, rich, pretty snob, but did Sora listen? No. In fact, Sora never listens to anything. He lives in his own little world. But that's besides the subject.

So, anyways, Sora had just gotten his little squishy butt turned down by Kairi. Again. Big surprise there, and he was getting frustrated. Very frustrated. He needed another plan. Why couldn't he get her? All this thinking was giving him a headache, for you see, our little Sora-bear wouldn't know blue from his right pinky toe if it came up, bit him in the arse, and did the can-can in front of him whilst singing Yankee-doodle.

But anyways, that wasn't the point. He walked out of the high school, his head hung low as he huffed out curse words under his breath. Hehehe. Sora has a potty mouth. But anyways, he trudged on, but finally looked up when he ran head-on into someone's limousine.

"Ow..." He mumbled. He squinted as someone helped him up. He hit the side of his head until his vision was cleared. I don't know if that really works in real life, so kids, just for the heck of it, do not attempt this at home. Attempt it at your grandmother's house and say you attempted this stunt at home.

"You ok, kid?" At first, since Sora's brain is about the size of an abnormally small peanut, he thought it was Kairi.

"Kairi?" He asked, confused.

"Hmm? Oh, you mean my daughter." The figure spoke, eying him. As soon as his vision was cleared, he could see the woman. She looked like a pleasant person-long, brown hair and blue eyes full of life and a soft, gentle smile. "I'm Ms. Mayor."

Sora blushed at his confusion. "Uhm, Hello."

She studied him. "Hey, aren't you that kid who stalks my daughter?"

Sora's face faltered. "I wouldn't say 'stalk...'" He blushed a bit, wiping his pants off in a scruff. "Er, my name is Sora." He held out his hand, blinking as she took it, and shook it.

"Very nice to meet you... Sora."

Sora grinned. "Thanks! So, er, I'll be going now..." He began to walk off, but the woman stopped him.

"Sora, I've seen you chase after my daughter for quite some time now, and why is that?"

The little spiky brown-haired boy skidded to a halt, and, fingering on of the errand strands of hair that had loosely fallen out of place and was hanging loosely over his eyes, making our little Sora-Bear seem very cute, and turned around. "Well... I don't know. She's just so nice to everyone and so pretty, and everyone likes her, especially me." He finished this with a blush, and traced the strand of hair once more.

Ms. Mayor smiled. "Well, I can tell you this. Kairi has told me there are eight rules to getting her to like a guy. If you can fulfill these rules, then her heart is yours."

Sora furrowed one of his brows. "Eight rules..." Smirking, he shook her hand once more. "All right, I'll do it!" He grinned.

Ms. Mayor had a pleasant smile upon her face. "Great! The first rule is..."

Sora bit his lip. "What?" He squeaked, being nervous.

"Be a gentleman." And that did it. Sora's eyes grew wide in complete and utter horror, his smile faded, and he was blinking very rapidly.

"Excuse me, I didn't hear you. What did you say?"

"Be a gentleman. That's the first rule."

"WHAT?!"

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Kiki: Ok, I had to stop here. I was getting a little anxious and I couldn't fit all of the rule-taking to do this. I need your help- should Baggs and me write it or just me? And, if I do write it by myself, does anyone have any ideas for the next chapter? Thanks if you do!

-.::Kiki::.-