An orange sun set across the ocean that night

An orange sun set across the ocean that night. With the surf lapping at the tips of their toes a young boy and girl sat on an old wooden dock and looked out into the endless horizon. Sora, the boy felt his face flushing red as the girl who he undoubtedly liked gave a sigh as the warm breeze hit their faces from the sea.

"Kairi I love you."- Go on say it!

The thought repeated itself over and over rattling like a rusty spoke inside his skull- tell her boy! Tell her how you feel!

He knew of course, that he couldn't, and he hated himself for that simple fact. It felt as if his insides were flipping around his body in some elaborate acrobatic stunt. Sora had never been that great for showing his feelings. When it came to words Sora was as dumbfounded as Wakka upon loosing a game of Blitzball. Now Riku, Sora's best friend- He was good. An academic- He wasn't afraid to say what he felt and when he did it came out like poetry. Sora wished he could be more like him.

Sora lowered his scruffy head slightly in defeat.

"Chicken!"- He told himself and immediately felt better. It was a strange way his mind worked, he felt much better if he bullied himself.

Riku would've never given in that easily, knowing the silver haired youth he would have leant in and kissed the girl- completely spontaneous and she would love every minute of it.

Girls always did.

Sora felt slightly sick inside- why did he get stuck with such a blatantly clumsy personality? He longed for this girl, he needed her! Yet; because of his character he could never acquire her.

Kairi turned to Sora, her reddish brown hair flittering slightly in the breeze. She engaged him with her eyes- a deep purple and smiled,

'Isn't this an awesome sunset Sora?' Kairi asked not moving from her divine perch next to him.

'Yeah…' Sora let the word slip from his lips as if it was like the same breeze they were feeling currently and raised his hand to rest against the back of his neck.