Author's Note: My apologies for whoever bothers to read this when I update it, cause I haven't updated all week. I've been trying to write ahead, and write when I actually feel like so that it doesn't turn out like shit, which I have a feeling that the next chapter will be, so I'll revise it. Also, if you are reading this in the here and now, I'm going to upload my SoKai day video tomorrow! My youtube acc should be on my profile, if not then search 'heyitsparadii', and if it's finished uploading and all that then it should show up. I'm proud of it compared to the rest of my amv's. Added to that, I'm writing an extra little thing, which I'm hoping will tie into the beginning of this story, it will be for SoKai day, unless of course, it's not very 'SoKai-y' then I'll have to write a new one D; ANYWAYS. Read on. And uh, Moss, yes SoKai will be in the story, but the RokuNami, no, sorry. All pairings in the story aren't going to be "mainstream" and won't be dirty or anything, because this is a strictly...PG?...fan-fiction. Thanks for the views and all that!
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"You're smiling...I've never seen you smile."
"It feels strange."
"Are you two alright?" Mickey asked, "What happened?"
The tailor had a small smirk on his face, as the King continued to worry and fret in front of him. The doors creaked open, Sora and Riku stepped out. Their clothes had a strange glow to them.
"But how?" Mickey asked himself.
Sora summoned his Keyblade and started whacking at make-believe heartless. Mickey gasped, in the short time he had blinked, Sora's sleek suit had transformed into casual clothes he would wear for fighting. Each feature that Sora (and Roxas) had written down were featured surprisingly well. Sora's kingdom crown, and Roxas'…cross, thing.
"But…how?" Mickey asked himself again.
The tailor watched the King, smiling gleefully, he eventually let out a small chuckle and the King looked at him, dumbfounded.
"I put a spell on it, both of the garments, actually," The tailor said.
Mickey raised his eyebrow.
"Not only the fairy god-mothers can make magic clothes," The tailor laughed.
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Kairi stood up straight, her arms held out. Measuring tapes flung everywhere, by at least five different tailors, and notes were taken down frantically. Once the measuring had finished, Kairi was directed to sit down and write out anything she wanted to have new on her clothes, or anything she wanted to keep from old ones. She still wanted her necklace, but no one had tried taking it from her anyways. She wrote down a few things, and didn't need a lot of thought. Namine put in some ideas, which she also helped draw.
"It feels strange," Namine spoke.
"What do you mean?" Kairi responded.
"This isn't my sketchbook…it just feels, different."
"A good different or a bad different?"
"…a good one." Namine said a hint of a smile in her voice.
If Kairi could see her, she would've seen Namine smile. Kairi smiled also, delighted by Namine's happiness. If anyone had noticed the brief exchange of smiles, they didn't comment.
Once the two of them completed their writing, which featured several pictures (supplied by Namine of course), they gave it to who appeared to be the 'Head Tailor', and waited. They waited, and waited.
Kairi was woken up gently, by a woman who looked rather scared.
"What's wrong?" Kairi asked.
"Oh, nothing my lady," The woman said, "I was just waking you up."
"Oh, okay," Kairi muttered.
"Why do they all seem scared of me?" Kairi asked Namine, who she thought would have a much better idea.
"I have no idea," Namine said sheepishly, "Although I'd assume, if I was in the presence of a princess, I'd be acting the same."
"But aren't you half a princess?"
"Touché," Namine said.
Again, if anyone had noticed the small exchange, they didn't make any move to question it. Kairi stood up with a smile, placing Namine's sketchbook and pencils on a nearby table.
"Princess, your dress," Said a tailor, who held a beautiful dress draping over her arms.
"Thank you," Kairi said, "It's beautiful."
She'd gotten over telling everyone to call her Kairi. She carefully grabbed the dress and walked into the changing rooms.
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The fuss was over in the gardens, and the six of them sat on a set of chairs. There were six seats empty, and they all surrounded a large white glass table which was covered by a rich mahogany coloured gazebo.
"Why are her clothes taking so long?" Sora muttered, worried as usual.
"Just be patient," Riku said.
He sighed and started jumping up and down in his seat.
"Why such a big deal about her?" Roxas asked, "It's just Kairi."
Sora didn't make a comment. He would've hit Roxas if he weren't just going to end up hitting himself. Riku then nudged Sora in the ribs.
"What?" Sora asked, agitated.
Riku simply looked from him, to the door of the castle.
Kairi stepped out, wearing a beautiful white dress that reminded Riku of Namine, there was a small blue satin belt around her waist. She was holding hair from her face. White shoes, heels, reminding Riku of Namine once again, with just a hint of pink trim on the sole. She looked up from the ground, but stood still, afraid of tripping over her own feet. Her eyes sparkled slightly in the moon, which had just risen. She had a sheepish grin, and Sora couldn't help but return it.
Riku watched Kairi walk out, but he couldn't help but see Namine. She walked graciously, unlike Kairi, like she had experience walking in dresses like an angel. One, she had walked in dresses her whole life, while with DiZ mostly. Two, she was an ang...had he just been about to call Namine an angel? He tried to watch inconspicuously, but whenever Kairi smiled, he could see Namine just trying to break out underneath. He smiled reluctantly, unfortunately, somebody noticed.
"You're smiling," Leon said, "I've never seen you smile."
"Hmm," Riku said, "I never usually do."
Leon raised his eyebrow. Riku sighed, but didn't say anything further, not that Leon cared too much. However, Yuffie had overheard their conversation.
"You like Kairi?" Yuffie yelled, luckily no one heard, or if they did they didn't take too much notice.
"No," Riku whispered, "Ugh."
"You're saying she's ugly?" Yuffie asked, sticking her face close to his, her eyes looking at him intently.
"No!" Riku yelled.
This time, everyone heard and looked at the three of them. Leon casually walked away, and Yuffie stepped back, pointing at Riku. Riku looked down then walked in Leon's general direction, continuously looking at the ground. Yuffie watched him, laughing and smiling. He glared at her, and she mocked a scared face.
"What was that all about?" Sora asked, walking over.
"Stopped gaping at Kairi?" Riku said, desperately trying to change the subject.
"What?" Sora said, embarrassed, "I wasn't gaping!"
"Yes you were," Roxas mumbled.
"Oh, shut up," Sora said.
"Roxas?" Riku asked.
"What the hell do you think?"
"Okay, okay. Calm down lover-boy."
"You remind me of Axel."
"I don't know if I should take that as a compliment or not, Roxas."
"How'd you know it was me?"
"Sora doesn't know Axel well enough to have a valid opinion."
"Hm, right, you should take it as a compliment. At least from me, take it as a compliment."
"Well then, thanks. I guess," Riku said, smiling casually.
Riku and Sora both turned their heads then, though Roxas had been the one making him move. Every other head turned too, something was appearing, something that they'd all seen before.
With the strange appearance came an even stranger sound.
The sound of a dark corridor appearing.
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