.:What lasts longer than true love? Genuine friendship.:.
The fragile blonde winced painfully as Kairi accidentally slid a pin in too far, allowing the sharp tip to puncture her skin.
"Crap! I'm sorry Namine - oh God, I hope I didn't draw blood! What if it stains the dress? I'm sorry!"
Namine laughed softly at her friend's uncharacteristic tension. It was so unlike her, such a far cry from the fiery redhead who spent her childhood days asleep on a beach. "It's fine, Kairi, really! You only pricked me a bit."
The girl settled down after a moment of steady sighing. She then continued measuring, cutting, fitting. "It's going to look so perfect… and you're going to look so beautiful wearing it."
Namine's cheeks colored at this, as she had never been one for flattery. "You think so?"
"I know so. He's going to melt when he sees you."
Her heart skipped a beat; it always did when Sora became the object of conversation. With all her bottled-up excitement today, one look at him would send her to the stars and far beyond. "That'd be… wonderful…"
Kairi smiled, knowing that she was losing her friend to another fantasy. So, she decided to drift off into one of her own. Wonder if Riku will ever come out and ask me…
"Hey Kairi?"
She looked dazedly up at Namine. "Hmm?"
"Are you… okay with this?"
"Okay with what?"
"Me… marrying Sora."
Kairi's eyes widened considerably. "Huh? Why wouldn't I be?"
Namine looked down, concentrating on the hem of her dress. She focused on the lace, the threads, the soft sheen of satin fabric.
It was then that Kairi understood. "I don't love him, Nami."
"But you did."
"…I did. But come on, we broke up a long time ago! And I've found someone else, someone who I know I'll love for a really long time."
Namine remained silent for a long time, lost in thought. Finally, she let a broad smile appear on her face. "Thanks Kairi. For being my friend, I mean."
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A/N: A bit longer than a drabble, and also a little off topic. Sorry! I'll try to make up for it with the next one.