Disclaimer- I do not own any of the characters from Kingdom Hearts I or II.

Notes- Gomen gomen... I know it took me a long time to put this up. (Gomen is Japanese for sorry) Now let's see... ok Sora's clothes. Here we go...

Chapter 4- Fit for a King

"Roselin would kill us both if she knew we had any sort of friendship in the slightest. We are going to need to watch ourselves around her." Fleur spoke with no emotion in her voice as they moved through the hall to the see Yajai. "Now then... after you put on these clothes Yajai will begin making you another outfit with the another material you picked. I hope to be pleasantly surprised at your choices."

"I think you will be. I was surprised at what you did for me... telling Yajai to give me my choice of the best. No one has ever given me the best of anything before. It was almost hard to choose." As they approached the door, Sora extended his arm in front if Fleur and took hold of the large golden doorknob. "After you, Fleur." He said in a gentlemanly tone as he opened the door for her. They walked in to the now familiar sight of fabric and sewing machines strewn with thread. Yajai emerged from the back of the room with Sora's garments draped over her arm.

"Just in time! Here you are, fresh from the sewing machine. Try them on over there, where you changed last time. Hope you like them! A seat, Miss Fleur?"

"Lovely, Yajai. Thank you." Fleur sat in the chair Yajai brought to her. She laid her hands in her lap after running her hands down the front of her dress to tidy it up a bit. Sora went behind the curtain with the black outfit.

"So how did it come out?" Fleur questioned Yajai.

"Wonderfully. The fabric he chose turned out magnificently in the style you wanted. And I even added a little something extra..." Yajai added the last part almost boastfully.

"Did you? Well, let's see then..." Fleur turned her attention back to the curtain hiding Sora. Moments later, he came out from his changing room in his new clothing.

"Are you pleased, Fleur?" Yajai asked. Sora looked at Fleur to see what her reaction was.

"Very much so! He looks positively dashing. Robes fit for a king! Turn so I can get a better look." Fleur was amazed by how much better he looked, all from a change of clothes.

His shirt was plain black and fitted. He wore over it a hooded jacket with short sleeves, made of the black cloth with red stripes in random directions. His pants were of the same fabric as the hood, going a little bit past his knees. The shirt was long, coming down a little above his mid-thigh area. He turned as Fleur told him, and she noticed what Yajai had meant by a little something extra. Yajai had embroidered his hood with the Japanese symbols for strength, protection, and love.

"What a wonderful touch, Yajai! So creative and unique. This is a marvelous job you have done! Now, not to skip out on you, but we need to get back upstairs and get Sora settled in his room. I hope Hilda didn't forget to draw him a bath... let's go, Sora. Thank you so much Yajai!" Fleur said as she took Sora's hand and led him out of the room.

"Thanks again, Yajai!" Sora said as he followed Fleur. Once they were out of the room, Fleur turned to get another good look at him.

"So..." Sora said, leaving her to fill in the blanks.

"You look very handsome. A real prince." Fleur said, and she meant it. He did look very princely, she had meant for him to. "Now, let's not waste another moment. It was my job to have you presentable at dinner... let's get you a bath and nice shoes to wear with that dashing outfit." She led him to the top of the stairs, where there was a large sitting area with halls branching off in three directions. "Straight in front of us is the north wing. That's mostly guest rooms and recreational area. To the left is the west wing, consisting of Roselin's rooms and those of the help. And this way is the east wing, my room and your room, along with Yajai's room and each of our own bathrooms. My room is the first on the left, and yours is right beside it. I'll take to there to get settled in. I made sure you got a guest room... you shouldn't have to live like you used to. Let's go in..." Fleur led Sora into a room, fully furnished with wooden pieces of the finest quality. The bed had a red velvet canopy and a fluffy comforter in red and gold with matching pillows. The wood was all dark, and the floors matched it. The walls were painted in a dark red to match the bed sheets. A door on the side led to a bathroom.

And Sora was speechless. This room was as nice as Fleur's. He stepped in slowly. With every movement his jaw dropped a little more in pure amazement. After a few moments of silence, Fleur brought her hand up gently under Sora's chin to close his mouth. "Stare into oblivion later, Sora. We have to get you ready. Dinner is in two hours. When you go in your bathroom, there will be towels and a rack to hang your clothes on. You will wear what you are wearing now to dinner. Don't be surprised by the maids... they are just there to draw you a bath and clean when you're done. They will leave in between. When you're through and ready to come to dinner, knock on my door. I'll be waiting. Oh yes, and ask the maids for anything you need. You're not a servant anymore, you're technically my guard. So you have authority over them. Have a nice bath! See you at seven o'clock sharp." With that, Fleur exited. Sora turned around and looked into his room again. He could get used to this.

Notes-Enjoyed it? I hope so... I've been writing for about and hour and a half and it's 12:45 AM... good night! R+R!

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