A/N: Well, then, before I go on I would like to say I'm terribly sorry to keep you waiting so long. Hehe… I'm grounded… Grades and such you know? My father wishes for me to bring dangerously low F's to A's and B's within 9 weeks or else he is threatening to send me back to live with my mum. Incredibly stupid, ne? You just can't do that to a person in High School, especially with all my friends wanting for him to die now… But we arranged Study get togethers at the local library on Mondays and Tuesdays. So my grades should come up soon. I hope… And the bad thing is that I'm not only grounded from Internet and AIM, but writing as well, and I actually DON'T have writers block for once. :Sighs: Well, if you wish you may email me at NightsRedeemer1216 on my yahoo account. Bug me. I may get out a sheet of paper and start writing… And I NEVER use paper. Lol. ….. Oh wow… It's been since February? I had no clue that I was taking that long…

Review Responses:

Inumoon3:I'll try my best to make Cloud more of a seme, he'll probably still be on bottom because I really don't know how to write him that way. :Sweatdrop: I'm sorry if your disappointed by the way his character turned out. It won't stop you from reading the story will it? Because he will get better as I've said in the Authors Note. Not sure about the male pregnancy thing… that would confuse 'lil ole me, A LOT. Hope you like it!

Holstein: Yup, Riku's a whore. Lol. I didn't mean for him to turn out that way either… He just sort of wrote himself! Anyway, here's the next chapter! I'm starting it on February 23rd let's count how long it takes me to update, no?

Lilith darkstorm: Yes… Yuffie could do much better, but I was just so sick of typing nonstop for the entire day that the end got a bit… rushed… and as the story progresses Yuffie, Cloud, Leon, Sora, and Riku's character will get better and develop more. You'll see a dark side of Sora and a more sensitive side to Riku. Kairi is more mature in this fanfic, and Yuffie's still a hyperactive ninja. Leon melts a bit, and Cloud hardens. (Not that way, lol, Cheryl shut UP!) So the fic will hopefully develop.

tries-to-be-special: Thank you for not rushing me, because rushed writing bad work. And we don't want Chapter 2 to be bad… So I'm happy you like it, and hopefully I can manage to draw the story out a bit before they have sex, because for me, sex at the beginning ruins everything and the story gets boring.

Johnny-Depp-Luv: EEP! I luv your pen name! Cheryl loves it too. I'm watching 'Benny and Joon' right now! It's SO good! Lol. Wow… lots of 'please's' lol.

Cryinginadream:Whimpers: Ok, I'll try, let's have a countdown, shall we? I'm beginning this February 24th. Let's see when I post.

Skybluebutterfly: Like I said, I apologize about Cloud, but he needs to be that way:Sweatdrop: Yaoi is new to me, I've been reading it for quite a while, but this is actually the first attempt I've ever made to write any. Wow, you like my writing style? I'm honored:Grins: No, first-person is most certainly not easy to write, it is in fact why it took me so long to update, because whenever I had something written I'd always reread it, be unhappy with the way it turned out and delete it.

Now, I am going to go make some tea and wait patiently for Cheryl to get here so that we can dye my hair. AGAIN.

Embracing Destiny

Chapter 2

Good Sparks, Bad Sparks

Disclaimer: I don't own them…

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Kairi

So these were them, the two rival Princes. North and South, opposite ends of the spectrum. One cold and bitter, the other warm and caring. It was odd, and unfair even that these two boys were destined to hate each other before they even got the chance to meet.

When I had met Yuffie I had been small, East and West had always gotten along, so Yuffie and I had practically grown up together.

The accident happened when I was fifteen.

Well, I wouldn't call it an accident, but the doctors did. Just one day I woke to darkness. Yuffie had been sleeping in the room next to mine, and the older girl had woke to my scream and come running. She had comforted me as I screamed and run around, pointlessly crashing into things.

She had pulled me into an embrace and hugged me, telling me that it would be all right. And that I would be okay.

She had always been there to catch me when I fell.

When my eyesight had left me so suddenly she had always been right there next to me, to guide me to safety.

And here we were, I guess, four years later and I was madly in love with her and… well… I'm pretty sure that she was not in love with me.

She sits beside me as the two Prince's just gawk at me. I can feel it. Then I hear the one on the left move and he's shaking my hand so enthusiastically that I fear It may fall off.

"Hi Princess Kairi! My name's Sora!"

And the other brushes forward in a rustle of fabric and I'm engulfed in a warm scent of vanilla and honey. I feel him place a gossamer kiss on the back of my hand, so light that I barely feel his lips brush my skin.

"Riku Daemons, Princess"

I reach for Yuffie's hand at my side and she grips it, squeezing it ever so slightly. She squeezes back and I can feel her heartbeat speed up ever so slightly and then I can nearly see her smile reassuringly.

It's good to know that she is with me.

Riku

A day of the Reunion had already gone by and I was resting in my bed. Mother had told me that tomorrow there would be a ball and that I was to look presentable.

My father had come to me that night, furious at my lack of obedience, about my sleeping with his sorcerer, about the incident with the Southern Prince.

Especially about the Southern Prince.

Sora, Sora, Sora…

Land and Sky. How odd that our names were opposites, that they could never merge. Yes, I felt lust for the boy, but I also felt something that had bothering me since the first dream of him and I and the paopu fruit.

Oh and what a feeling it was! I had shown him his room after the girls had gone off. Making that beautiful blush of his show I loved to do.

What was it of this boy that attracted me so?

The question plagued my mind throughout the night, and even now, as I wandered through the courtyard; flinching from my bruises and torn wrist. I believe that my father tore the tissue in them, or perhaps the ligaments, I do not know. Afterall, I was no healer. Certainly not! But I would not go see the healer. She would ask too many questions. As kind as she was.

And either way, I paid her too many visits anyway.

I collapsed on a frigid tree that hung low to the ground and stared at the swirls of silver and brilliant white that made up the Northern Sky. The Sky was beautiful at night, with the colors of the Northern Lights mixing together into an exotic rainbow of color; nearly as beautiful as that of the Southern Sky. Or how I remembered it at least, it was a brilliant blue, his eye color of course and even though I cherished the blue and the warmth of the sun's embrace I loved the sunset most of all.

I loved the warmth in those colors, the reds, the pinks, the violets, the oranges. His eyes even without those brilliant colors, even how they were, they still held that warmth. The warmth of the rainbow and the embrace of the sun. If those eyes ever froze over I would surely fall into the depths of hell.

Sora

"CLOUD!"

The blonde's head jerked up from the crevices of his victims neck. The brunette in question was panting and attempting to control himself.

"Oh you are unbearable! If you are going to have sex at least have the decency to do it in your own room!"

The blonde grinned sheepishly, then leaned down and nipped his newest lovers earlobe tenderly before springing to his feet and practically dancing up to me.

"Oh Sora, Sora, Sora; don't get so upset! It's not normal for those eyes to be so cold." He kissed me on my forehead before scooping me up and dumping me on the proverbial doorstep.

"Now love, be a dear and go FIND me a room while I do the nasty in that lovely bed of yours. Or we could do it on the floor… whichever you prefer, I myself have no preference."

I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks before I huffed and glared at him.

"Fine, you win, but if you choose the bed. YOU are washing it. Not me. Not the maids. Not the slaves. YOU."

"Oh Sora! Your such a little blessing!"

And he gave me a quick hug before slamming the door in my face.

"Blessing indeed…"

Now then, where on Earth was that hormonal being that some knew as the prince of this land?

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After searching the castle for at least what felt like 3 hours I arrived in a quaint little courtyard covered in snow and ice.

Well this is pleasant, no wonder these people are so bloody cold. Erm… the attitude that is. After meeting the prince's father and mother I had decided that I did not like this place one bit. First I'm nearly raped by the future ruler of this icehole and then the King and Queen stare me at as if they want to cook me and eat me.

Sighing I wandered over to a tree that was on the bank of a small frozen pond.

These poor people, it's so cold here. Like everything is so dreary and gray. Why cant they spice the place up with some yellow or red? But then again, imagining the royal family in bright yellow robes is a tad disturbing.

Of course in my musings I didn't realize that someone was already lying on the low slung branch when I tried to sit on it. And as fate would have it, curse her to hell, sitting on a someone's stomach makes that person you are sitting on jump at the weight suddenly directly applied to their liver. And of course that made both of us fall backwards off the branch.

I heard a muffled "omph" from under me as I landed on them before I blinked a moment and began to apologize when I noticed whom I was lying on.

It was HIM.

And he was grinning at me, despite the pain in his eyes. Hmm… I didn't like that smirk.

"Nice to see you Sora," he said.

And despite my best attempts at trying to deny it he looked rather attractive lying there in the snow beneath me like that, with his wonderfully woven silver hair spread about him in a silvery halo and that tint of red on his cheeks and those beautiful green eyes and… that bruise on his temple?

Frowning I reached down and brushed a finger against the purple skin and was a bit surprised when he flinched.

My gaze returned to his eyes to find him actually looking like he was afraid.

It took a bit of encouragement but eventually I rolled off of him to lay out in the snow myself, so we were now lying side by side in the light substance.

He sat up and looked down at me before attempting to push himself to his feet. I say attempting because he let out a great yelp of pain and collapsed back into the snow cradling his right wrist.

I sighed, pushing myself to my feet and then reaching down to grasp his left hand and pull him to his feet. Of course, this brought him much too close to me and for a moment we didn't move; my chest pressed to his and his hand still in mine, noses nearly touching.

He smirked a rather devilish smirk and before I had a chance to pull back he closed the distance.

He kissed me.

He bloody KISSED me.

I did not gasp like a girl, but I didn't draw back either. I just let him kiss me. And my eyes began to drift closed as his arms snaked around my waist. He nipped at my lips and I surprised myself by nearly melting into his hands. But he held me up, and drew back for a moment and looked at me. Just looked. And then he was kissing me again. And we were kissing as the snow was falling and I was enjoying it so much.

He was kissing me and I was kissing back and I didn't know why!

Why was I kissing my enemy? He was a Northerner! It was absurd! But it felt so good. I was used to being treated warmly, I was used to being loved and showered with hugs and kisses and gifts. But what about him? Was the only love he had ever known was that of a lover? The very love that I could only imagine?

My mother loved me, she hugged me and praised me whenever she could. My father was rarely around, in fact this reunion had been the first time I'd seen him since I was twelve. But I was loved. Mostly by the villagers and the slaves whom we were all so kind to, and of course by Cloud. My cousin who had given himself the responsibility as my keeper.

So it didn't really matter if I kissed him did it? Or is my logic off? Why can I not give him a love that no one else can? But why would I want to? I disliked him, did I not? I was not at all fond of him, but then again, I'd just met him! How could I hate him or love him after knowing him for only a day?

But I was getting ahead of myself, being swept up in thought while I was kissing this boy.

And when he drew back, I was the one who pulled him in for another fierce kiss and we were kissing, his hands clenching the cloth covering my hips and mine woven in his hair and snowflakes were all around us and all I could think of now was of how truly wonderful this was.

A/N3: Uber sucky, yes I know, but I realized that I REALLY needed to update since it's been so long, so most f this is just random fluff and nonsense that I conjured after English class in which we are reading Romeo and Juliet. I'm a bit disappointed with the way Sora turned out, I was aiming to make him more innocent. Next chapter holds a bit more fluff in it and a bit more Sora/Riku action.

Sora has always known the sunshine, the warmth, the ocean and cannot imagine this place having anything that could be considered entertaining in it. Well, he was wrong.

"Frozen Water" is the next chapter.