!SPOILERS! I'm placing this here now because I don't know what I'll type when I write, it just sort of goes on its own and I may mention spoilers for 3D at random. Even if it's just the authors notes.

A/N: Ah crap, I forgot to put an important detail in the last chapter. Oh well. Who cares about canon when reading fanfiction. –blows raspberry-

I'm considering doing this for the BBS and Days trio. But they'd go into their own separate stories. Ya think I should do it? Oh, and disclaimer yadda yadda yadda.

Idiots

Sora and Riku were idiots. It must have been a guy thing really.

Riku was an idiot for underestimating her. He may not have been aware, but she saw how he would twitch when she hugged Sora. He may have thought that he was completely inconspicuous, but she saw right through his mask. It was an advantage being a girl sometimes. Feigning ignorance was generally never questioned, so when they were younger she knew. She knew that he was really only trying to keep Sora entertained when they 'competed' for her affection.

It was easier to ignore back then- being kids and all, but then they hit their teens. Their hormones began flaring up, and being on a small island with a limited number of kids your age wasn't an easy thing. Her heart and another piece of her wanted both of them, but at the same time, only one.

Sora was supposed to be her prince, but Riku was her knight.

For Sora, she was drawn in like one magnet to another. He was fun to talk to, actually listened to her, and was her best friend till the end. Instead of going off to play blitz ball, Sora would stay with her and did whatever activity she wanted to do. They could sit and talk about nothing all day, and if one of them had a problem, the other would help solve it. A perfect candidate for a boyfriend. But Riku was still there.

As a friend, Kairi would never just leave Riku for Sora. But as the girl she grew to be, she didn't want to leave him for Sora due to other reasons.

For Riku, she was drawn like a moth to a flame. He wasn't sweet, he wasn't a third as enthusiastic as Sora, and unless you knew him well, you'd think he wasn't listening when you talked. When she wanted to do something, he'd be the one to either watch on the sidelines or half participate. If he had a problem, he'd just do his best to solve it himself. Even after their silent confession, she still thought of him.

His distant personality made her want to talk to him more. The way he dressed tempted her to reach out and just unzip his vest.

He was her forbidden fruit. The untouchable.

Sora was an idiot for not seeing a single thing.

She gave the more obvious looks, showed changes in her posture and the way she said things. She was speaking without words, but Sora would just pull off that cheesy smile and playfully slick droplets of water at her or something.

He never bat an eye at the tension she and Riku created. Never questioned why Riku's wardrobe seemed to show more or why her skirts seemed to get shorter. And he never did more then turn his head in confusion when she would suddenly run off claiming she 'just remembered' she had something important to with slowly reddening eyes.