This Sora's story with Kairi. Riku's story is "Late Night Date".

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Sora looked so cute when he was sleeping. So innocent and peaceful. So when I saw him laying

against the shack, asleep, I had to get closer. On my way over to him my shoe came off. Then I

stepped on a pointy rock, which caused me to yelp, and the confusion made me lose my balance.

And what happened? I landed backwards into his lap. And then what happened? He woke up.

Ohhhh god, I just wanted to die! I closed my eyes and blushed fiercely. "Oh…" He rubbed his eyes

like a little kid. He looked into his lap and his eyes

widened a bit. "Wh… am I… where.." He stuttered. I looked down and almost did die. My silk

skirt was hitched up from my awkward landing! I needed to talk my way out of this. "S-Sora…

you're dreaming." He seemed satisfied with this response and simply looked at me and said "I love

this dream." Then he nodded off again.

How did I keep getting into these situations? It had to be fate. It was obvious I was destined for

Sora. It was time to raise the level on the relationship. I felt bad for Riku, who was so calm and

collected, so sexy and mature. But I was on a mission here. It was Sora.

The day after his "dream", I finally found Sora in the treetop house. He was drawing pictures of

some weird squiggly black thing with antennae. I flopped down next to him and leaned on his arm.

He jerked his head, surprised.

"Watcha drawin?"

"Oh…" He said looking back to his strange sketches. "Y'know, I'm not…really sure." He said

squinting at them.

"I just had a sudden thought of this black creature."

I wondered how to move the conversation towards my objective, so I could make my move.

"Hey, let's go for a boat ride, just the two of us!"

He looked at me, and comprehension dawned on him. "Oh…sure, Kairi! He smiled broadly. I threw my arms around him, beaming. Perfect.

We took the boat out, alone, and then I put my plan into action. "Teehee, Sora, lookit." I pulled out

two cans of beer.

"Wh-where'd you get those, Kairi?"

"At home… c'mon take one."

"I… alright."

I was having fun now. Innocent little Kairi takes Sora on a boat and they get drunk. Nothing to

worry about. No disturbances.

We sat around for a while, chatting about this and that, drinking the cans. I was getting a bit tipsy

now. I hoped I wouldn't fall out of the

boat. Sora was either holding his liquor, or he was a very peaceful drunk. I knocked him on the

head. He was asleep!

"SORA!"

"Ah, K-Kairi..."

"What should we do now?"

He scratched his head looking anywhere but me.

Dammit is he ever shy! In my hazy thoughts, everything was coming up romance. So I made my

move.

"Sora…I want you to kiss me."

"Huh…really?"

"Yes, really!"

"I mean… like how? I don't know what to-"

"Oh cmon! You 'spect me at believe that?"

This was not working. I needed the bigger guns. I leaned back and giggled.

"Betcha you're worried."

"I'm not…really."

"C'mon then."

"OK!" And he stood up, came over, and fell on me. I mean, he WAS drunk. Besides that, He

supported himself on either side of me, and kissed me. Not even gently, this was forceful. And in my

slightly fogged mind, it was amazing. He fell onto his knees, and his face went into my chest. At this

point, I realized that even though he had seemed more sober, he was actually much worse off.

Which was explained by the fact that he was frenching my shirt.

Which…felt kinda nice.

He fell asleep leaning on me. And I leaned against him and said "I promise this is our secret..."

And that was all I could remember.