whimsical
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cinq.
twilight
r o m a n c e ;
yuffner.
yuffie x
hayner
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Raucous laughter echoed through the alleyways of Twilight Town, accompanied by the indignant shrieks of an angry female and the occasional baritone taunt from a teenaged boy. Their footsteps pounded on the cobblestone, racing over chain-link fences and scaling piles of empty cardboard boxes. Several innocent passersby were quite literally run over as the male ran past, waving something triumphantly over his head, and as the girl dashed by furiously in her mad race for her—
"Sea-salt ice cream!" The seventeen-year-old ninja stopped to catch her breath, glaring daggers at the mocking expression of the younger blond several feet in front of her. "Give me back my sea-salt ice cream, Hayner!"
The boy turned around, an idiotic grin plastered onto his face, swinging the crystalline ice cream bar back and forth between his fingers, taunting her. "Fine. If you want it that bad, Yuffie, you'll have to give me something."
give him s o m e t h i n g ...
"Give you what?"
The corner of Hayner's mouth climbed higher so that it rested farther up his face than its twin, transforming his grin into a mischievous smirk. "You have to give me a kiss."
Blink. Blink. "WHAT?" Yuffie turned a deep crimson, the fires beneath her cheeks fueled by her anger and embarrassment. "The day I kiss you is the day I let my ice cream melt." As if to prove a point, she pointed to the icy treat held captive in Hayner's hands. "Now give me back my damn ice cream!"
f u e l i n g the fire ...
"Too bad. No kiss, no ice cream." The boy lifted his arm, wiggling his fingers cheekily. "Toodles!" He dashed off into a side alley just as Yuffie had gathered enough energy to run again.
Growling in frustration, the ninja chased after her tormentor, nearly screaming in triumph when she found the alley was a dead end. "Got you now, Hay-nerd!" she screeched, lunging at the defeated blond. Wrenching the ice cream bar from his grasp, Yuffie pulled away, performing a victory dance up and down the enclosed space.
Her celebration of supremacy was cut short, however, when Hayner jumped to his feet and tackled the girl to the ground.
v i c t o r y ...
Time seemed to stop. The two teenagers, who had only a minute ago been so full of energy, now did nothing but stare. Their orbs of indigo and hazel seemed fixated on each other, as though a taut string were holding them in place. Patches of scarlet appeared on both of their faces, as if someone had taken a red pen and scribbled all over their cheeks. Finally, after what seemed like hours, Hayner leaned down and captured the ninja's lips with his own.
It ended just as soon as it had started, but Yuffie was flustered all the same. Her blush intensifying, she frowned at Hayner and said, "What the hell was that for?"
"Look at your ice cream."
Confusion dancing within her beryl-colored irises, the ninja held her arm up in front of her face.
Clutched in her hand was a sticky piece of wet, slender wood.
Her ice cream had melted.
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Disclaimer: How many twelve-year-olds who own Kingdom Hearts do you know?
A/N: More crack. :D
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