Chapter 4
Kairi awoke to a start. Frantically, she said out loud, not to anyone in particular, "Where am I?" A mysterious, yet soothing female voice replied.
"You're in Traverse Town, in my house. You were wounded and Yuffie brought you inside. Shortly after you came in, you passed out in my hallway. I subsequently healed you with my magic and…" The woman paused for a minute to turn the lights on, "And you are in my bed." Kairi would have screamed had the circumstances been different. But she was so exhausted that when she saw who she was talking to she just laughed.
The woman was in her early twenties, and had a braided ponytail that went down past her waist. But the thing Kairi noticed the most was her eyes. They were not unlike Yuffie's, but looked at the world with more understanding. They made her look wiser and more skilled. "So," Kairi asked, "Are you Aerith?"
"Yeah, that's me." Aerith said, "What is it?"
"Why did Yuffie say that I looked unspoilt?" Kairi asked, with a hint of worry in her voice.
"Well," Aerith said, a nervous twinge in her wavering voice, "you'll find out later." Her voice became calm again, "Anyway, you need to go back to sleep, or you need to get out of my bed."
Kairi laughed again, the third time that night. "Ok, ok. I'll get some more sleep, if you insist."
Kairi took a look at Aerith before she snuggled back into bed. She saw Aerith's breasts, compressed under her tight button-up leather dress. Yuffie didn't wear a bra, and she obviously didn't either, much to Kairi's delight. The last few buttons were undone and Kairi could see her lower thigh. She carried around an intricate wooden staff, which she was constantly fondling with her hand.
She took a quick look around the room. Simple, calm, and lots of pink. It reflected Aerith's personality perfectly. The window was slightly open, blowing a warm breeze around her waist. She looked down at her waist, and was shocked to see that she wasn't wearing a top. Damn, Kairi thought to herself, I knew I should've started wearing a bra!
"Oh, sorry." Aerith said, absent-mindedly, "I forgot to tell you. When I healed you, I had to remove your top. Yuffie's just washing it now." She smiled. "Anyway, you look better without it." Kairi looked shocked, and stared into her beautiful green eyes. She saw the understanding in them. But there was something else. She saw something in her eyes, a glint of naughty in this nice interior. Then, Kairi knew that this was not going to be a normal night. Not that it had been a normal evening yet.