Note to Disclaimer: I don't and never will own Kingdom Hearts. All the charactes belong to Squaresoft and Disney, etc, so please don't sue me cause I have nothing to give.

Author's Note: If anyone here wants some good Sora/Kairi fics, here is a list you can look up and sorry i can't name all since there are a lot popping up recently:

Midnight Air

The Paopu fruit incident

The middle of the night

All which are by A. Pikachu

Bittersweet waltz by cOWGIRLfunk

Terminal Romance by Baku

Thoughts of Zephyr

I yawn, my eyes getting used to the bright light that flows through my hotel room window. Where am I? I check around. Clearly I'm on a bed, but whose room is the question that runs throughout my mind. I find my clothes lying where I'd left them the night before; I let out my breath. I'm in my room, thankfully. I clamber out of bed, stumbling clumsily over my feet as I grope around-it is dark, mind you-for my robe or something that I can throw over my nightgown, which at this point is somehow slipping off my shoulders. I sit down on the bed and try to put my slippers on but one must be on the other side of the bed since it isn't here. Dammit, no problem though. I'll just reach over and-what the hell? I feel someone beneath me and then it hits me. All the events from the night before flood through my mind like a broken dam-I clutch the covers in my hand. I can't have…I didn't…we didn't…did we? I think hard for a minute or two before a relieved smile makes its way to my face. NO, WE DIDN'T! I whoop joyfully, forgetting that he is still sleeping the bed. I hop on and jump up and down until someone's hand reaches out and grasps my ankle. "Pipe down." Sora mutters from below me, slender fingers still curled around my ankle, warm skin against seemingly burning skin.

"SORA!" I feign innocence. "What are you doing in here?"

He sounds rather grumpy. "Like you don't know genius." Why is his skin so hot? He leans back, groaning with his hand on his head. "My head hurts. I think I have a headache."

I touch his forehead. "Nope, but close enough." I say with jubilance. "You have the flu Sora, my dear. Just wait here, I'm going to go get Riku. He'll know where to go retrieve some medication since he's been around here before."

I wander out into the hallway till I reach the elevator and take it to the first floor. I start to knock softly on Riku's door but it swings open right away. "Kairi? What are you doing here?" Riku gives me a questioning look. I shift uncomfortably causing his platinum hair to sway back and forth with his melodic laughter. I tug at his sleeve like a lost child. "Is something wrong?"

"I believe our dear Sora has caught the flu, most mysteriously, I must add." I reply nonchalantly. He looks bewildered by my attitude. Can I not sound calm anymore?

"Are you sure?" He asks suspiciously. "Sora doesn't usually just…get sick. He was fine yesterday night when he was on the shore with Tidus...wasn't he?"

"Well-" I pause. He definitely was FINE last night. "He looked a little pale to me." I am such a liar! He looked perfectly healthy yesterday when he was trying to seduce me!

"Hm…I'll go see what I can scrounge up. In the meantime, take care of him Kairi." His smirk is a bit TOO wide as he walks out of the hotel entrance. He looks too smug as he crosses the street as he turns the corner. Actually, his smirk looks a little fake.

That little sneak! I want so badly to follow him but I know he would never do the same to me. I let out a heavy sigh-extremely heavy-and trudge back upstairs to care for my "supposedly" sick friend who just happens to be in my room, I think. Did I let him stay in my room last night? Ignoring that thought, I cautiously open the door, shielding my eyes incase he is "a la naked"- not that there would be much I haven't seen by now. For me though, its more of a courtesy service, to give anyone you're not sharing your bed with some decent privacy. Well, I WAS sharing my bed, but I'm not STILL sharing my bed with him-not in that way. I feel around for something to grip-ah, a chair arm. "Sora?" I call out gingerly. "Are you suitable?" I hear some shuffling of feet inside the room then the slamming of a door. He went in the bathroom. I open my eyes and turn on the light, almost killing myself in the process on a pair of shoes in my pathway. When Sora exits the bathroom, half dressed-boxers and socks should not be considered 'decent' for people-I go to him, intent on checking his temperature. He doesn't let me do it at first, but when I tell him that he'd better cooperate or I'd let Riku take care of him he slowly opens his mouth. I take his temperature quickly while he sits numbly against the headboard. Even after I'm done dealing with his fever-I throw him a shirt-he still is lethargic. I sigh. This is going to be a long day.

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Two aspirins and water later he is still acting childish, which in reality is not highly unusual for him, but an annoying aspect nonetheless. He is slouched against the bed, his face somber in the dim lighting that is leftover from the setting sun. DAMN THE RAIN! I curse silently to the water sprinkling-more like pounding-outside upon the beach. I begin to wonder if Riku is all right for he hasn't come back yet, but my anxiety is relieved when the door bursts open. Riku. His emerald eyes smile at us from the doorway as he sheds his raincoat on the coat post and throws a small bag at Sora. "Medication." He plops in a fluffy armchair beside me, his eyelids sliding shut gracefully like water flowing over a rock. I smile. He speaks to our brunette haired friend, his tone stern but light and airy, as if scolding Sora for being sick. "What did you do yesterday that could cause this ailment to suddenly come over you?"

"Are you accusing me? Jeez, all I did yesterday was walk on the beach, have a soda, and swim. How can that cause me to catch the flu?" He retorts moodily at the pale haired beauty before us. I chuckle as Riku puts his hands up in front of him in silent retreat.

"Hey now soldier, slow down there! I meant no accusation! I was just checking like all good friends do!" Riku laughs as he grabs Sora's head, putting a headlock on him immediately. Sora thrashes-angrily and wildly it seems-against Riku's vice-like grip though the happy smile upon his face would tell otherwise. He shouts, merrily though defiantly, while trying to release himself from Riku's grasp. He just grins before letting out a fake yawn. "Really now, Sora," Riku chides playfully, "see what you've caused me to do?" I laugh. Riku goes on. "But, really," He releases Sora who automatically cradles his neck in his hands, "I have to go fetch Tidus and Selphie or else they'll get in trouble like always. Kairi, you know what to do. See you two later."

"Riku wait!" I jog after him. His face is serious now, somewhat sad like it always is for he can no longer hide anything from me. I broke through his artificial state long ago when on his journey through Kingdom Hearts. "I think I know why Sora's sick. I was sick a while ago. Maybe he got it from me." I suggest without realizing the consequences of my statement.

Riku's eyebrows rise so far up his forehead that I slap my hand over my mouth. "What do you mean? What were you two doing while I was gone?"

"Nothing!" I protest truthfully. You mean what we did last night, Riku, my friend. I chuckle internally at that thought. "Really, we didn't!" I see a spark of hurt flash through his eyes, but it is gone so quickly it is as if it wasn't there in the first place. I brush it off and start to head back to the room, my steps soft and quick.

"Where are you going?" He stands on his spot, confusion written all over his beautiful features.

"Well, to go take care of Sora, of course." I say as I waltz back to my room, leaving an opened-mouthed Riku in the hallway. I'm glad he's not so depressed anymore, but he probably is hiding it from me. Riku, I hope you feel better someday. I brace myself for the worst as I step back into the hell chamber where Sora is the master, not myself.

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By the end of the day I am about ready to collapse with sleep from my task. Sora did nothing but sleep the entire time, which meant boredom for me and left me with nothing to do but crave the rest I need. This is what frustrated me so much with him as the day passed. As I sit, watching the sunset like I did last night, I run a hand through my hair. Sora is sleeping on the bed, sprawled about the covers and sheets in one big mess. He still sleeps like a child, but god, how he isn't! I allow my eyes to travel to his figure, which is quite visible in the setting sunlight that lingers just above the trees, illuminating his now somewhat tanned skin. I can see the contours of his gorgeously shaped face; the features are all chiseled to perfection. He is a death angel in my eyes. His features so dark and harsh-save for his eyes-like that of a servant of Lucifer, but far too fragile and beautiful to belong to Satan. He surely resides in heaven, with Riku, but he is so much more exquisite to me than any other man I've ever laid eyes on. God Sora, I love you and you don't even know it. And all you do is lust after me, not love me, and I let you. Why do I do this to myself? Because you're the epitome of a dark craving that resides within my heart, my mind, my soul. And I wish you'd satisfy more than my physical craving. You torment me so much Sora.

His chestnut hair is sticking up in all directions as it always does and in spite of myself, I reach over and run my fingers through it. He'll never know; too deep in sleep, I believe. I lose myself in the sensation of his silky hair, each strand filled with a special ingredient to drive me out of my right state of mind. Oh, that scent…Egyptian musk and vanilla; so heavenly. I sniff quietly, inhaling every ounce of his scent before drowning in it as though it was an ocean of aromas. He always smells so good, but today, there's something else. Is that…is that eucalyptus leaves? It must be the medicine that Riku bought him. I suck in a large breath of air, shakily so as not to wake him, and inhale him all over again. My senses go haywire within my mind. My control is slipping rapidly. I lean over and kiss his long ebony eyelashes; they are like satin, similar to warm light on my skin. I trail my fingers along his tender skin; it is soft like the sheets he is sleeping on, though more silky. His muscles pulsate beneath my fingertips, gently but strongly and I shiver. And I want him to wake up already to pleasure me.

I continue to trail my eyes all over his body until I've come to a breaking point in my control. It's like it's malfunctioning or it's broken. Finally, I reach his lips and mine linger there. I feel like a hawk hovering above my prey, waiting for it to notice me before claiming it for my very own. And he does. Sora's eyes flutter open gracefully and he stares at me in shock. "Kairi, what's the matter? Is there some-"

"Make love to me, Sora." I blurt out hastily, my fingers stopping right above his collarbone. His eyes go wide. He looks confused, though I'm sure he'd happily oblige, but I stop him quickly. "But," I press a single finger to his russet lips, "Only if you love me Sora. Only if you love me." When he doesn't answer, I stand to leave, rushing to the door though it seems like an endless escape. Once I reach the door, I take one last look to see how he will react-he does nothing, just sits frozen on the bed. My head feels heavy and I feel teary, but I stand tall. "Well then," I force my voice to stillness, "goodnight Sora."

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I run to Selphie's room as tears course down my cheeks like a dam that has been broken. I bang on the door till my knuckles are red, desperate for her to let me in. When she doesn't come right away, I start to shout hysterically, my cool composure gone. "SELPHIE! PLEASE LET ME IN SELPHIE! PLEASE!"

"KAIRI!" Selphie throws her door open and embraces me. I fall into her arms like a heap of useless junk, bruised and broken. She strokes my hair softly. "Kairi, honey, what's wrong? You're crying and you don't usually cry, especially since...um...well, you know."

"I can't do this anymore!" I sob onto her shoulder. "I just asked Sora to make love to me!"

"You what?" She asks in disbelief.

I scream at her again. "I ASKED SORA TO MAKE LOVE TO ME!" People around us stop and stare. I turn red slightly, and push Selphie inside. "Look Selphie," I close the door. We're in the dark and I cannot see her facial expression. "I just asked Sora to make love to me."

"I think we've confirmed that…but why?" Selphie looks confused. She chews nervously on her hair. "I thought you were in love with Sora. What's wrong with well, making love with the man you love?"

"There is ONE problem, ONE BIG problem, Selphie." I say sadly as I sit down on the floor, cradling my knees and legs within my arms. "The problem is when he doesn't love you in return." Selphie starts to speak, but I already anticipate her next question. "I asked him Selphie and he didn't answer. He was just trying to use me for sex, just like they all have tried." Selphie looks aghast. I didn't really give you much of a chance to answer, did I, Sora? I ignore that thought, not wanting to believe that he'd have said yes to me, yes that he loved me. Sora doesn't love me and I know this for a fact. I cling tightly to my legs, burying my head in my knees. Selphie approaches me and I can tell she is worried but I care not for what her face conveys; I'm too lost in my own misery. I look at her through watery eyes. "I have to go back to the island, Selphie. I have to go now. I can't bear another three days here with Sora."

"Yes you can. You're tough Kairi. You waited four years by yourself for them to come back. You can do this." Selphie rubs my back. She grins. "And I'll be here to support you all the way." I give her a disbelieving look. "I'll tell Tidus I'll be hanging with you this week."

"Thanks Selphie. You're a pal." With that I crawl into the bed located next to hers, the one Tidus set up for guests since Wakka apparently had that woman over last night. I bid Selphie a goodnight before settling into the warm blankets, all thoughts of Sora leaving me while I sleep peacefully in the land where they say dreamers dream beautiful dreams.

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I rub my eyes sleepily as I sit up, my back somewhat sore from the mattress or lack there of one. "Selphie?" When I see her bed neatly made and pillows primped, I figure she left with Tidus somewhere. Weren't we supposed to hang out today? I yawn loudly to myself as I stretch my arms high above my head, making sure to get out every kink in my sore muscles. Gingerly, I get out of bed, scratching my thigh where my nightgown has ridden up too far. I'm about to peel my clothes off when I hear a voice. I spin around to see Sora sitting in an armchair, a blanket around him with an empty bowl of evidently what was soup. I stutter. "Y-Yes?"

"Wakka and Riku stuck me in here since I am still sick." He states plainly, his eyes gazing out the window at the bright morning air, seemingly lost in its magnificence. He turns back to me suddenly, his sapphire eyes solemn in the moonlight. "Why did you do it, Kairi?"

"Why did I do what?" I ask, completely clueless as to what he's referring to, my eyes searching.

"You know what I'm talking about. Why did you ask me that question when we were in your room?" He asks. I immediately know what he is talking about. I cringe when his eyes glare at me hard with...hurt? I gasp as he stands, tossing his empty soup bowl on the floor, walking briskly over to where I am standing. He grabs my shoulders and I see what I have feared: tears and a swirl of emotions too hard for me to take in presently. "Why did you ask me when you know that is what I've wanted to do forever Kairi? How could you do that to me?"

"How could I do that to you? How dare you say that with what you've put me through the past four years!" I scream at him with fresh tears brimming upon my eyelids. "How could you come back and think things would be the same? You're not the same anymore! Riku's not the same anymore! Hell, Sora, I'M not the same anymore!" I lash out at him with my hands, attempting to hit him again to relieve my frustration, which is rather high at the moment. He grabs my hands, stilling them from their wildness. I let out a shaky sob even though I've willed myself not to cry anymore. I don't succeed for more choked sobs escape my mouth. "How could you kiss me like that and expect me to do nothing? I am a human too and have human emotions, Sora!" He embraces me; warmth and security washes over me like a gentle, silk blanket caressing my skin. And I cry harder than before he came. I'm too worn out to refuse anything he says or does while my eyes, red and tired, close in an attempt to wash away the memories I've been trying to rid myself of for years.

I hear him sigh loudly as he tightens his arms around my waist, protectively. "Kairi?"

"What?" I ask silently, my voice barely above a whisper.

"Did you think I was going to use you?" He questions steadily.

"I know you were and still want to, Sora. I'm too changed to care anymore." I scowl, my voice vehement as well as venomous. "Just get it over with. Do it while I'm still willing." I glare at his chest through my shut eyelids.

"I won't. Not like this Kairi." He places me away from him as he takes a seat on the veranda. He turns to me, his sapphire eyes pleading. I am taken aback. "I want you to want it too, Kairi. I want this to be a mutual relation."

My eyes widen considerably as he takes me back once again, his strong yet gentle arms surrounding me with strange comfort. I stutter to get proper words out, but I am too flustered to articulate well. I settle for a simple response. "So...what does this mean now? What do I...what do I mean to you S-Sora?"

"Everything Kairi, everything." He whispers in my ear as he breathes in the scent of my hair. "Hm...You smell like apricots and cinnamon." He gazes into my eyes, "I told you I'd come back to you. And I did." He tenses slightly. "Am I welcome...Kairi?"

I release another sob as I bury my head in the crook of his neck. I am so confused. Sora, is this your declaration of love for me? I don't understand...this is so hard for me. I cling onto him in desperation, as if he'll disappear, tears flowing freely from my eyes. God Sora, I love you so much! I cry onto his shoulder, feeling weak and consumed by the odd happiness that seeps through my body. I cannot help but smile as we fall back on the bed while I snuggle into his arms, welcoming the warmth he has to offer. I'm not sure that this is a declaration of love, but I feel it will do until further or due. Sleep welcomes us both as he pulls the covers over us.

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"See! I knew they'd eventually get over it!" Selphie stated confidently as she smoothed out her chestnut colored hair while elbowing Tidus who was clutching the window seal with urgency. Selphie gave him a puzzled look. "Is something wrong, Tidus?"

Tidus muttered something inaudible before shaking his head. "No, It's nothing. So...how much do I owe you and Wakka?" He dug in his pockets for his money. Selphie regarded him sheepishly. "What?" He asked of her mien.

"I was just kidding, Tidus. I wouldn't ever make you pay...you know that." Selphie hid her blush as she turned away. She began to walk back to the shore; her yellow sundress swirled around her in the soft breeze that blew around her. Tidus sighed. She waved for him to follow. "Come on Tidus, or we'll be late and Wakka and Riku will start to worry." Tidus sighed again as he fell in step with his friend. Selphie frowned internally. 'Will I ever be able to tell you that I am infatuated with you?' She gave one last longing gaze at the blonde haired youth before bidding him goodnight to return to her dormitory of the hotel where he would join her later.

^TBC...

(Ok people...this is going to be longer. I will have more pairings too, like Cloud/Aerith(Aeris), Leon/Yuffie and Tidus/Selphie. I'm having a bit of trouble on what to do with Riku. I do have stuff in mind, but you'll see that later. Anyway, sorry it ended so suddenly, but I hope you all like it. Please R&R, if it's not to much of a problem, though I'll continue to write this anyway. Thank you for reading this!)

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