Oh here's an interesting fact, I don't hate Riku anymore. I beat COM: RR and I absolutely loved his ending so I guess things are cool between us. lolz That sounds weird. Anyway, school's been a killer but I'm holding up. Hope I can update soon and please keep sending your reviews! I'm aiming at 70! Enjoy!
Edit 03/26/05: Ok I've decided to make Sora 18, Riku 19, and Kairi 17 turning 18. It just makes more sense. I think it really doesn't make a difference since I barely bring up the ages in the actual story but whatever. In the direction the story was going, I really don't think it would have been believable. Nothing changes since they really weren't acting their ages anyway.
Chapter Seven: My Love Is Like Whoa
Kairi's fingers quickly tied the knot on the last bag of homemade treats she had made earlier today. Many people had died during the time of the incident and many children were now orphaned. Because they had lost loved ones also, Kristine, Lisa, and herself decided that they should establish a home for those children. It would be a place where they could be together and comforted and taken care of. It was the only thing Kairi could think of doing. Originally it had only been the three of them, but as more people played their parts, a whole building was used to take care of the unfortunate youngsters. It was an old hospital that they remodeled so that it wouldn't have that death lingering feeling. Ever since Sora had returned home, she had stopped going daily. But now when she did go, she would make them these little goodies bags to make up for time lost.
There must have been dozens of transparent bags dotted with hearts and filled with cookies, lollipops, chocolate, and other things that would make the children smile. Sundays, like today, she would spend the entire morning being with the children, telling stories, playing games. Lisa and Kristine would come occasionally, but with their own children brought back from the tragedy, they had their old jobs restored to them. They were mothers again and the children at the home took a back seat for a while. Kairi didn't want to make them feel as if they weren't important to her anymore because they were! They truly were and she knew it was a miracle that they had survived. Actually, it was a miracle that any of them survived after that night. Regardless, however, Kairi didn't feel too bad for not being with them as she once had. After all, other mothers and fathers who had lost their children and other adults were just as happy to help out.
Her doorbell rang suddenly and the maroon-haired teen looked up from admiring her hard work. She rarely had any visitors. Glancing at the clock, she figured that maybe it was the mail carrier with...well...her mail. Not that she got a lot of mail but she had subscribed to a few magazines and had the routine junk mail that would overload her mailbox. If the man had come to her door, then a large package must have arrived for her. Come to think of it, she had been waiting two weeks for the gorgeous spring dress she ordered. Maybe it was finally here. Kairi wiped her flour patched hands on her apron, approached the door, opened it in one fluid motion, and froze.
She had been right about the mail. But she wasn't about the mailman.
A somewhat tall and very good looking, young man was standing in front of her, one arm stretched along the side of her door and the other holding a group of papers, rolled up in a neat cylinder. His legs were crossed and his unruly hair seemed wet from what had probably been a morning shower. He had been looking down, apparently waiting for her to open the door, but when he looked up and his piercing azure eyes met hers, she just stared. He smiled and handed her the mail while uncrossing his legs and relaxing his hands in his pockets when she retrieved it from him.
"Here ya go, ma'am,"
Kairi tilted her head a little. She hadn't been expecting Sora to come at all! And he always called before he did or when they were planning on meeting. He was always good at that. She didn't really mind that he had shown up, she had nothing to hide. But in a way she was a little busy and now that he was here she really didn't want to change her plans even if the tingling in her body told her otherwise. Realizing that she had been silent for some time she shook her head at herself for being rude and motioned inside her house like a typical host.
"Oh, gosh, sorry. Please, come in. Come in,"
After the words escaped her lips she realized her mistake. They really weren't supposed to be in her house...alone. Kairi thought of saying something as she closed her door and turned to face Sora who was looking around at her house. It was true. He hadn't been here since she had been living alone and working on making the place uniquely hers. Kairi looked at the mail in her hands and a question popped into her mind.
"How did you get the mail guy to give you my mail? Isn't that"
She was silenced as he had suddenly placed his lips on hers, passionately teasing her mouth open in a kiss very similar to the one they had shared that day on the beach. His hands were behind her back and she arched slightly toward him, dropping the letters and magazines that had been in her hand. Sora smirked through their kiss, hearing the ruffle of papers fall, and separated from her. Her eyes were half closed and she was a little dazed. He smiled even more seeing that reaction from her. Sora scooped up her mail from the floor quickly and then handed them back to her, her eyes still half closed and her lips still slightly parted.
"Hi,"
"Hey,"
It was the only thing she could say. Wow. That was a major trip. What happened to him? There was a new type of electricity that sparked between them that time. She hadn't been ready for that this early in the day but damn, did she like it. Kairi watched Sora smile slyly and the turn around walking in the direction of her kitchen. She placed her mail by a night table next to the stairs leading to her second floor, her eyes lingering on him.
"Yea he told me that he couldn't give it to me unless I was family or going to be family so I said I was your fiance. The dude fell for it and got embarrassed, handing over the mail,"
Fiance?
He told him he was my FIANCE?
Kairi avoided the subject with a simple, "Oh,"
Sora caught on quickly and pointed at the treat bags on the counter.
"Whoa! These look awesome! Can I have some?"
Kairi didn't want to tell him "no" but she didn't want to deprive a child who wouldn't get one. She came next to Sora and took the tray of bags away from him almost sadly, shaking her head.
"Sorry, Sora. I'm going to the Heartful Care Center today. Those sweets are for the kids there. They've had a loved one who's lost their heart,"
Sora placed a hand over his heart and tried to look hurt.
"Hey, hold up! I lost my heart, too!"
Kairi placed the tray next to the door so she wouldn't forget it when she left. She gave a hearty laugh and spoke with her back still turned to him.
"Yes, but as I recall it, you got it back, didn't you?"
Just as she was about to turn around, a pair of strong arms wrapped around her from the back and she felt Sora's body close to hers once again. She felt him kiss the sensitive spot just below her ear and she closed her eyes. A warm sensation started to build between her breasts and her breathing was suddenly becoming audible. What the hell was he doing? If he didn't stop this she was going to fall, and hard too! His lips moved down a bit to her neck and stayed there for a few seconds before he whispered to her.
"So...you're my treat?"
Kairi's eyes bolted open. That was just a little TOO suggestive and she turned around so that he didn't have the very obvious control over her. Her legs felt weak but she figured she would spice his appetite. He was being a little more feisty than usual and she was going to punish him for trying to advantage of the fact that she was hungry for him, they were alone in her house, and he was making it a lot harder since his confidence was overwhelmingly sexy. She ran her hand through his hair, royally messing it up even more, and moved close so that their noses were touching.
"We'll see..."
He grinned at her mischievously and she returned it. Kairi moved along past him and swayed her hips a little more she would normally do for him. She resumed the everyday conversation, taking off her apron and folding it neatly into a basket in her kitchen. When she bent over to place it into the basket, Sora glimpsed at her shapely legs and the fabric of her shorts revealing more inches of her soft body that he had ever had the pleasure of seeing. He tensed a bit and kept his hands in his pockets. Crap. Here came that unknown shyness again. And he'd been doing so good too. He vaguely heard her say she was going upstairs to get her purse and that she'd be down in a minute.
Sora took a moment now to look around at her house. His only memory of seeing where she and the mayor used to live was a time when he was twelve and he was going to show her the secret place. In fact, he didn't even remember coming inside. He remembered being shy and not wanting to be rude so he just asked for her from the doorway. Now that he was inside, he had a thrill that he was in it and a thrill about doing something they said was "off-limits". His eyes glanced around the house briefly noticing how in every wall and every crevice was a piece of Kairi somewhere. Mostly, the house was white. It gave it a very refreshing feeling. There were pale blush stone-like tiles covering her floors, two feet by two feet. She had paintings hung on the walls of flowers and fruits in the kitchen and tropical sceneries.
When he first walked in, there was a storage closet to his right and then on the same side farther down, a stairway leading to what was most likely her bedroom, bathroom, and other rooms that were similar. Some distance directly in front of the stairs there was a jade couch with pink pillows that although in words would seem ugly was actually quite beautiful. In front of the couch was a small table accented with a lovely ikebana display of flowers Sora never knew existed. Even further was her television. It wasn't very big but it was nice to watch a late night movie. On top of the TV was a stereo and speakers. He assumed the under the television, where a stand stood, she had her DVD player and the like.
Past the couch and television was a counter that isolated her kitchen. The counter was not facing the front door but instead it faced the wall parallel to the stairs. It was very white, very clean. He saw a few dishes in the sink, a paper towel roll by it, and no traces of food whatsoever. He could tell she was very tidy and he hated to think of what she'd think if he knew how he was. Oh boy. That was rich. Some two or three tall chairs were positioned at the counter where he imagined she probably ate dinner and all her other meals for the matter. In front of the kitchen there was an open space where a dining table probably would have gone. Just thinking about the oddity of her not having it made him suddenly conscious of something.
It must be really lonely for her.
Being here, doing everything by herself, spending most days alone when he wasn't here. My God and to think she had to live like this for three and a half years when he was gone. Looking ahead, he saw some sliding glass doors that gave her an exquisite view of the interior island. There were mountains in her view and a small freshwater lake. Full moons must be a marvel to see from there. He noticed that she had some furniture outside: two reclining chairs and a table between them. It hadn't looked like she had been outside sitting there for quite some time though.
He heard some footsteps coming down the stairs and saw Kairi fumbling through her purse and making sure her phone was charged.
"Hey, Sora. I'm really sorry. I have to go,"
She paused and smiled at him as he came near her. The young woman pop kissed him sweetly and then slung her purse, well it looked more like a miniature backpack, over her shoulder.
"So...I'll see you later?"
Sora thought about it for a moment, thought about how she had been alone, and decided against it.
"No,"
Kairi rolled her eyes and became impatient in a matter of moments.
"C'mon, Sora. I can't play these games right now. I'm going to that hospital and I can't leave you here in my house. They're expecting me and I'm not going to let them down. Now, please, I have to go!"
"Let me come with you,"
"What?"
She closed her mouth before giving him another retort. Why hadn't she thought of it? She had said "what!" a little too quickly before thinking about it. Sora was serious when he looked back into her eyes.
"What do you mean 'what?' Let me go with you. These kids have lost someone dear to them. I know what that's like. Let me be a part of this,"
Kairi sighed and looked back at him. He was so complicated sometimes. Just five minutes ago it seemed almost as if he was turning into Riku and now he had a complete mature and solemn attitude. She didn't know how he did it, but she knew she loved both sides. She gave him a reassuring smile and then turned around to pick up the tray. Kairi shrugged as she handed it to him to carry. He kissed her cheek quickly when he had a firm grip on it.
"Okay,"
Little Beverly ran through the home's halls in her kitten night shirt and Mr. Teddy securely held under her arm to Kairi and Sora, who were heading towards the exit. Her long blonde hair waved behind her as she called out one more time, a piece of construction paper gripped by her small fingers.
"Kairi! Kairi!"
Kairi turned around with enough time to bend down and open her arms up to the young little girl. She patted her back a few time before holding her on her hip, her inexperienced arms trying to hold her as best as she could. The little girl smiled at Kairi and held up the piece of paper for show. Sora glanced over Kairi's shoulder to see it too.
"Hey, Beverly! What's this?"
"It's for you!"
The little girl gave a curt nod and Kairi tried to smooth out the creases of the picture to see what it was. And when she did, a small gasp and sign escaped her lips. It was a picture of her and Sora, behind them a big heart. She blushed a little bit and Sora voice seemed really cheerful and sanguine when he took Beverly from Kairi and twirled her around in the air before holding her like Kairi had done.
"Wow! That's awesome, Bev! You know what I think? I think you're the greatest artist I've ever seen!"
By this time he had set her down on the floor and had his knees bent so he was at her level. The little girl was swaying from side to side with her hands behind her back, holding Mr. Teddy by one paw. She seemed to like the attention Sora was giving her. Kairi brought her hand to her mouth and watched him play with the little girl. It brought a fuzzy feeling over her seeing him act like a father. It made the love she had for him grow.
"Weally? Even gooder than Pikaso and Va-Go?"
"What? Those dead guys? Pssh. They're no match for you!"
He poked her stomach with one finger and she giggled, dropping Mr. Teddy. Sora reached behind her and grabbed her toy. He waved it in front of her so that she would take it back and not lose it. He smiled at her and she laughed even more.
"Well, Bev, me and Kairi gotta go, but you better not stop drawing, all right?"
"Will you come visit again, Mr. Sora?"
It was Sora's time to laugh.
"What's with this 'Mr.' stuff? Sora's good with me! But yea, I'll come back. As long as it's all right with Kai,"
He looked back at her and Kairi snapped out of her reverie. She looked at them wide-eyed and blushed more.
"Oh! Of course! Of course, we'll come back!"
Sora smiled back at the young girl and nudged her a little, looking back at Kairi.
"So...you think she likes me?"
Kairi's face flushed and the little girl nodded.
"Uh-huh! You guys are gonna get married and have lots and lots of babies! I can tell!"
"Oh, you can, huh?"
Kairi's face blended into four different shades of red. This was so embarrassing. And here they were talking about her like if she wasn't here. She laughed forcefully, and loudly fanning her face. But Sora could tell she was smiling. From the back room, a nurse emerged and called for the little girl to come back to bed. With that, she said goodbye and Sora patted her backside so that she ran to the room. He stood up and stretched, taking Kairi by the waist. Kairi glanced at him, a smile still plastered foolishly on her face.
"That's quite an imagination she has,"
Sora looked up at the sky and released a breath.
"I don't know. She seems pretty good to me,"
He winked at Kairi and she found herself falling in love with him all over again. She kept her eyes down but in her mind's eye was a picture of him. Kairi couldn't keep from smiling. Ok, so maybe marriage was a little far away and babies? Definitely way in the future. But the fact that she could always be with Sora? That was something worth smiling over. Sora reached for the picture Beverly drew of them and held it out in front of him, acting as if he was analyzing it from every possible angle. Then he nodded and showed Kairi the picture.
"Wow, she nailed it, didn't she? I can so tell its you,"
Kairi smirked and smacked him playfully with her purse.
As they walked out of the hospital, Kairi began to head towards the docks so they could head home. But just as she did, she felt Sora grab her wrist and spin her around so that her lips landed coincidently on his. She smiled with her eyes closed and kissed him quickly a few more times. Sora, however, wouldn't let her separate from him. What he said reminded Kairi of that day so vividly that she felt butterflies swarming within her.
"I don't want to go home yet,"
His voice lightly touching her cheeks really made it a challenge not to agree with his every demand. She kept her eyes closed remembering what he had said to her that day.
"But you gotta stop looking at me with those eyes,"
Kairi practically floated when his hand ran up and down her arm soothingly. As hard as it was, she did manage to take a deep breathe, and speak, even if it was only above a whisper.
"Look up,"
Sora seemed a little confused but he did as he was told. She kinda ruined the moment he was having but he couldn't blame her. He was really going all out. When his eyes scanned the sky he didn't see much. Some clouds forming and birds flying over head to their homes. It was getting kinda late.
"What about it?"
Kairi sensed the seduction in his voice ebb away and he was just normal Sora now. She relaxed and opened her eyes.
"Those are clouds. They're turning black. That mean's it's going to rain. I really don't want to get caught in the rain,"
Kairi gave a small laugh and brought a hand to his face. He looked away and nuzzled it gently. Sora had wanted to spend the day with her and now that idea was gone. Ok, so he did go the Heartful Care Center and it was awesome to be with her and he loved it, but he wanted to be just with her. He wanted her to himself. Even if it meant with other people of the island and not alone. He tried not to show his disappointment. Maybe he could get her something before the storm. The sounds from the store across the street caught his attention and his eyes opened abruptly. He back away from Kairi and held her hands in his.
"What about some ice cream?"
"Sora, I don't think we should,"
The clouds seemed meaner and blacker than they had a few minutes ago, but Kairi couldn't help smile. He was so adorable right now.
"Oh, c'mon! A date's not a date without some ice cream! One scoop's not gonna hurt you,"
"Okay, if it makes you happy,"
Sora snapped his fingers and gave a triumphant chuckle. It made her fuzzy again.
"All right! What flavor? Vanilla? Chocolate? Strawberry? Cookie and Cream? C'mon, woman, the STORM is coming!"
She couldn't help giggle herself.
"Cookies and Cream,"
He nodded and then ran over to the stand where they were selling the chilly treat. As he made his way, she thought of something she had forgotten.
"Oh! And colored sprinkles, too!"
Sora turned slightly and waved to have a guarantee that her request was granted. Kairi watched him order her cup and thought that he couldn't be more perfect. There was no one else for her. She was sure of it. After about 2 minutes, he returned to her with a small paper cup that was filled generously with Cookies and Cream ice cream, topped with a rainbow sprinkles just to her liking. She took a spoonful of the delicious treat and satisfied her nonexistent craving. Well, she did have a craving. But it wasn't for ice cream.
Thunder clapped loudly in the sky and the clouds were pierced with a streak of lightning that made Kairi almost swallow her spoon. She looked at Sora with a frightened face. Ugh...she did so not want to get wet. Sora couldn't help but laugh. Why was it that girls didn't like the rain? He took hold of her wrist and made a run for the docks. She tried her best to keep up but then again she hadn't been running for her life like he had.
Her ice cream cup dropped on the floor and the rain poured heavily over the islands.
"Dammit!"
Kairi closed the door to her house preventing the water from seeping into her house. Sora was cursing for his crummy judgment but she was laughing. Getting wet hadn't been that bad. She was dripping from head to toe and she knew her clothes were clinging to her but she was having a great time and really didn't care at the moment. The minute they got in their boat, it had started to rain. First it was drizzling softly but the closer they got to the residential island, the harder the rain came and they were both soaked. Presently Kairi looked at Sora whose hand was on his chin and he was sort of like hugging himself. He looked very, very sexy. It was suddenly becoming very stuffy and she was feeling a strangely familiar sensation between her thighs. She looked down and made her way up stairs so she wouldn't have to look at a dripping, wet, and very hot Sora.
"Give me a minute. I'm gonna change into something dry,"
And with that she vanished in her room.
Sora felt a little devil inside him telling him to go inside her room. Go inside now. She's getting dressed. She's naked. She's vulnerable. Take her NOW! He rubbed the back of his neck. They had said they wouldn't go into Kairi's house because they would be alone. Yet, here he was. It was 9:30pm and the rain didn't seem as if it was going to show him any pity. He couldn't go home in this weather. Well, technically he could. But hell, it was raining. He didn't have to. But he would have to tell his mom where he was. That was opening another can of worms that would have been better left untouched.
His eyes went back to the clock. 9:30pm...9:31pm...What! How the hell did it become so late? Sora replayed what happened. Let's see...It was one when they left for the hospital, about 1:45 when they arrived. Then they had lunch with the kids until 3 (because between laughing, jokes, cleaning, and running around, lunch can be that long). Three to five they watched a movie about some dinosaurs and a sacred flower. Six was nap time. Kairi and him had eaten dinner. Seven was dinner for the kids but lots of them didn't eat until later. Eight was when they started to get ready for bed. That took a long time. Reading stories and tucking in was a long process. 8:30pm was the ice cream. And now it was 9:30pm. Wow...Time does fly. And today it sure as hell flew.
Sora rubbed one of his eyes with his knuckles and then pulled his shirt away from his body because it was sticking on to his skin and making him uncomfortable. There was only one thing he wanted to be stuck to his skin. He rolled his eyes and picked up the phone to dial home. Upon the first ring his mother was on the other line, extremely worried and frantic.
"Oh my God, Sora, are you all right? This storm is terrible! Where are you!"
"Relax, ma. I'm fine."
He hesitated before he continued. Shit. He was going to rot in hell.
"I'm at...I'm at Riku's, ma. The storm started when me and Kairi were talking to Riku about...about...about the secret place and I don't know something stupid like ice cream. The storm caught us and here we are,"
Sora thanked the heavens that Lisa had left the island on an errand and wouldn't be returning until the day after tomorrow. He really couldn't have handled his mom calling her and figuring out he was lying through his teeth. He was also extremely grateful that his house lacked the modern convenience of Caller ID. His mom would feel better knowing that Riku was there but then again she was a little naive. Two guys with a hot girl. I think you get the picture.
Kristine gave him the right away that he could stay over. Then after a few words of "make sure you don't wear your clothes wet, you'll get sick," and "make sure Kairi doesn't sleep in the same room you boys do," and so on, they hung up and Sora slapped himself. He was literally digging his grave. Sora sniffed a bit and realized also that he would in fact get sick if he didn't do something about his clothes. He knew Kairi wouldn't have a shirt that would fit him, but he knew she would have a blow dryer. So he trotted up stairs, paused by her room, and then moved on to the bathroom.
Meanwhile, Kairi threw her sopping clothes aside in a messy pile by her bed. Her underwear and bra were also at the top of the pile. She looked at herself in the mirror and thought mostly of Sora. Would he like what she was? When she thought about all the other girls on the island with large breasts and enormous thighs she decided she rather not think about it. Kairi began to pat herself dry with a beach towel since her bathroom was across the hall and she held her breath when she saw a shadow underneath the door. She hadn't locked the door, anticipating this moment. She didn't think it would actually happen.
When the shadow passed on, she released her breath and finished getting dressed.
Kairi descended the stairs, combing her hair and saw Sora sitting on the couch, watching television. For the most part his shirt was dry. There were some spots that were wet, but for the most part, besides his hair, he was completely dry. She thought about the possibility of him using her blow dryer but it seemed that perhaps he thought of using a weak fire spell instead. Not on his clothes, of course, but next to it so it would dry faster. He turned his head to see her. Although she was simply wearing a t-shirt and some very short shorts, she looked like an angel. A wet angel. But an angel non-the-less.
"Yo,"
"Hey,"
Kairi set her comb down on the table in front of the couch and sat next to him. Her legs were crossed and her hands were placed neatly on top of her knees. She looked kind of stiff. The rain was still loud outside. She breathed out, slowly. The volume on the T.V. had gone down and she knew Sora was ready to listen to her.
"So, what's the situation?"
Sora's arms stretched behind the couch and he yawned loudly, scratching his stomach.
"Well, I called my mom. She said I could stay over,"
Kairi eyed him questioningly.
"Oh, really?"
There was silence between them before Kairi started laughing and hit Sora with a pillow.
"Oh, c'mon! She so did not!"
Sora chuckled and tried to cover himself from Kairi's "attacks" but he made a futile attempt.
"Ok, ok. I told her I was at Riku's,"
Kairi stopped and watched his expression. He was serious. Sora was going to stay over. He was sleeping at her house. They were alone. Oh boy. Here we go. Might as well play along with it.
"Oh, my. You little devil you!"
The teen got up and threw Sora another pillow while making her way to the kitchen. The brunette watched as she opened up the cabinets and took out some chips, dip, and soda from the fridge. Watching her body move made him clutch the cushion he was sitting on but his eyes never left her. His heart was beating fast and he really wanted to touch her. When he saw her contemplate something and take out a bag of napkins, he grinned. She knew him too well. She came back and set the food across from them.
"Ok, well here is my plan. Because of certain possibilities I suggest we watch movies, snack on these, and chill out here. When we get ready to go to bed I'm going upstairs, deal?"
"Aw, man! Where the fun in that?"
Sora wrapped his arms around her waist and held her close. Even if she slapped him, which he doubted she would, at least he would be able to touch her. But she didn't do anything except look at him with eyes that were trying to make him understand. So, he let it slide. He wasn't out of ideas just yet. To make her feel better, he slid down the couch and landed with a thud on the floor.
"There. No temptation."
"Ha. Ya, right!"
She said that but she didn't mean it. Kairi adjusted herself so she was lying down on her back. Her eyes were on Sora for a moment and then she shook her head at herself and raised the volume on the T.V. The sound of crackling chips made her realize Sora had started to eat and she patted his shoulder to get his attention. He gave up the back only after she had begged. Oh how he wanted to see her beg.
An hour must have passed by and the storm seemed just to get stronger. They had turned off the lights because they were watching a scary movie and the climax was coming. Kairi was clutching the bag of chips as if it were her lifesaver and she gradually scraped the bag clean. Occasionally, Sora would peer over at her and laugh. She looked so frightened. This was nothing compared to what she could be scared of. Just for kicks and for his own amusement, he would grab her feet that were in his reach if he brought his hand behind him to scare her. In response she would slap him with a pillow. But at least he got to touch her again.
It was sudden and it scared the daylights out of Kairi when the lights flickered and the television zapped off to the sound of booming thunder. Neither of them knew what to do. It happened so fast that they were both in silent until Sora heard Kairi sounding very scared. So scared in fact that Sora wasted no time in coming to her rescue.
"Sora?...Sora please tell me you're there,"
The lights came back on and when Kairi's eyes focused she saw Sora standing by the light switch. He was smiling at her and she gave a sigh of relief before laughing to get rid of her fears. Sora came back to where he had been sitting and stared at the black screen in front of him. After a moment, when he saw that Kairi wasn't moving to try to turn on the TV again, he turned around to face her and reached his hand over her stomach, with the intention of getting the remote control that was on that side. However, when he saw that she closed her eyes as his hand vaguely touched her, he forgot all about the T.V. Her eyes remained closed as he kept his hand hovering over her stomach and after a long time, she finally opened one eye.
She saw him intently watching his hand as it barely touched her. Kairi thought it weird but sensual in a way. Either way, she had to ask.
"What are you doing?"
"Shh. Close your eyes,"
Loving the way he took control, she did as she was told and Sora started to see this as his playground. Carefully and slowly, he moved on top of her so that he was sitting on her knees. He made sure to be careful and not exert his full weight on her because he didn't know how far he could go. His hands stayed over her stomach not touching her until he caught a glimpse of her skin exposed by the loose fabric of her shirt. Knowing exactly what he was getting himself into, he let his hands start to gently skim her naval moving up and down and he lowered himself onto her.
Kairi winced a little when he finally touched her. The feeling that had once been between her thighs was returning again as he kissed her neck and moved lower to the area of her chest not covered by her shirt. She didn't hold back her moans as his hands instead of moving toward her breasts began to move south. And her voice under his tongue only further enticed his arousal making his hands venture down the length of her legs and her upper thighs. His mouth led a trail of butterfly kisses from her jaw line to her collarbone and Kairi opened her eyes.
"Sora, wait,"
Sora continued to kiss her and touch her seeming to not hear her. Kairi was finding it hard then to use her voice and she attempted to bring her hands to his face and stop him. But just as she thought of it, Sora's hands gripped both her wrists strongly and held them over her head. He did this all while suckling her neck, his eyes closed, just tasting her.
"I know...I heard you...just give me a minute,"
Yea he knew he shouldn't be doing what he was doing but damn. She was really beautiful and he loved her and all he could think about was what he wanted. He knew Riku had been right. They were meant to be together so just face it. Sora's hand let go of her wrists and he was deeply aroused by her breasts that were touching his chest even if it was ever so lightly. The mere movement of him moving up and down her neck would cause them to react in ways that made his feelings hard to hold back. Her breathing was heavy and he heard her groan almost as his now free hand moved under the fabric of her shirt and touched her for the first time there. She moaned louder and pressed herself against him. He moved his mouth to her lips and engulfed her in a deluge of lust and passion as his hand stroked her. When she had pressed against him, his hand that was busy roaming her thighs felt a warmness that seemed to want attention. And, hell, he wasn't going to disappoint it.
Sora's hand began to go higher and higher making Kairi breathe even more heavily than before. Just as he lips began to travel down to kiss her heart and his hand almost touched her true self, she spoke his name, squeezed his shoulders, and he knew he had to stop.
"Sora!"
He smirked against her skin and almost laughed as her heart beat loudly and her breathing was more uneven than it had ever been. His hands removed themselves from her breasts and sacred area and held her waist as he kissed her throat. She felt a grin on his lips and one of her hands held the back of his neck, her fingers intertwined with his hair. He nuzzled the crook of her neck and his voice was a bit muffled when he spoke.
"Aw, man. I told myself I'd be a good boy and here I am seducing you,"
Kairi tried her best to regain some composure and kick his confidence.
"Well, if it makes you feel better, it wasn't working,"
Sora looked up at her and raised his eyebrows.
"Oh, really?"
Skillfully, his hand went between her thighs and pressed roughly against her making her eyes roll back and her back arch as she gasped and almost screamed. God how she wanted him and he wasn't about to let her forget it either. Sora whispered into her ear letting his tongue pass over it as well.
"Because I think it was..."
He removed his hand and started to get off her but she didn't move. She kept her eyes closed and she brought her hand to her forehead.
"What was I going to do?"
Sora took her hand and helped her up from the couch. She stumbled against him drunkengly and his arms caught her so that she was able to look up at his face.
"You were going upstairs,"
"Right,"
Kairi slowly began to make her way up the stairs, her mind debating whether or not to just do it now. She was fighting these problems in her head in the three seconds that it took her to get from the couch to the base of her stairs. She sighed heavily and looked up at the steps before looking back at Sora who was now lying down on the couch. He was watching her journey to her lonely bedroom and none of them really knew what do to. Sora saw her wink at him and he grinned.
He reached for a pink pillow and threw it at her, making her giggle and run upstairs.
A/N: I'm rotting in holy hell, aren't I? lolz That was awesome. I know, I know. WHY? Because if not, that'll be the end of my story and I can't have that! I gotta spice the appetite of my readers and horny lil Sora and Kairi. LMAO Ok but seriously. I really liked that this chapter is more funny than anything. Especially with the mail and the little girl's picture and even the tension in Kairi's house. I'm really happy with it. Here's an interesting fact that you don't need to know! I was watching 7th Heaven and I know one of the girls is named Beverly so that's why the little girl has that name. I usually don't watch soaps but I think you can imagine why I was watching this particular one. Ok lemme stop here. lolz Anyway please RR and stayed tuned for Chapter 8: Morning Dosage of Friendly Advise! That's right! Riku and Selphie catch Kairi and Sora, guilty as charged. Or at least somewhat guilty... (((grin))))