Three Years Later

"Can we take a break? We've been walking forever!"

"Nope! Not yet, we have somewhere to be," he said, trooping down the iced park path with his usual insane festivity.

"Pretty, pretty please with hot chocolate on top? Sora, I'm tired!" Kairi pleaded, one arm linked with that of the previously-mentioned boy.

"Are you now?" he asked, a strange gleam in his blue eyes.

"Uh-huh," she said, watching him warily. He only got like this when he was planning something... All of a sudden, her boots were no longer connected to the ground, because she had been quiet literally 'swiped off her feet'

Sora laughed at her wide-eyed expression. "Don't get to used to this! I can't carry you around everywhere!"

Kairi's face fell. "You sure? It's kinda comfy here..." she trailed off, burying her face in his , when retelling the scene to friends, Kairi would jokingly complain about the way Sora had ruined her favourite jacket, but at the moment she was only concerned with the fact that it was cold and wet and the Sora had suddenly dropped her in a snowbank, which was not cool. She shriek, causing Sora to clasp gloved hands over his ears and flinch away. When her protests had finally petered off, he removed his improvised ear-plugs and tugged his gloves off before putting one finger up to his lips.

Kairi shifted in her cold seat and glared to the side, where a group of teenagers were busying pelting each other with snowballs. Their calls and shouts drifted over to her with the wind.

"What did I ever do to..."

"Hayner, I'm... wasn't me!"

"Owned, Pence! That's what you get..."

Kairi felt a finger on her chin, directing her to face him. "You're a terrible person," she told him. He frowned, kneeled down in front of her. His hand reached for his pocket, and then presented itself between them. Sora's other hand flipped the lid on an imaginary box.

Her jaw dropped.

"Sora Hikari, are you proposing to me?"

He nodded, and Kairi happily threw her arms around his neck, squealing with joy. "Hell, yes!" she laughed, as Sora pulled out a real ring.

Later that week, they were gathered in Xion and Riku's new condo.

Kairi sat on the couch, content, as Sora played with Namine and the two lovebirds were supposed to be preparing dinner in the kitchen. However, they'd been gone a rather long time, so they had probably gotten distracted and were now making out.

Kairi sighed, and slipped off the couch to plop down on the carpet with Sora and Namine.

"Those two better be careful, or else Namine will end up with siblings pretty fast," she said, watching as said little girl gurgled happily and waved a crayon in the air.

Sora cackled. "More nieces and nephews for meeee!" he drew out the 'me' as he picked up the blonde toddler and spun her around.

Kairi rolled her eyes and took Namine from her hyperactive boyfriend, cradling the rather confused child. "I still can't get over the fact that you're related to Xion," she lamented, stroking Namine's blond ringlets.

"Can't see me as a family man?" Sora smirked, leaning closer. Kairi laughed softly and high-fived his face away. (An, I HAD to!)

"No, of course not, Sora the family man, finally settling down long enough to stop cracking jokes and showing tricks and messing with my head with your insane miming. The world may as well end!" she crowed, as Sora stiffened and reached out with one palm. She could almost believe there was really glass in front of him as he pretended to press on it, becoming frantic. Dammit, he was too good.

How was she supposed to know her world would end, right then?

There was nothing out of the ordinary as Sora burst out laughing and Kairi lay a now sleeping Namine out on the couch, covering her with Riku's sweater.

There was nothing out of the ordinary as Riku and Xion finally gathered their senses and arranged the cutlery on the dining table, and as Sora bent down to kiss Kairi on the cheek as she sat down, blushing.

"I can't believe you guys are actually getting married! My little Sowa is finally growing up!" Xion ranted, smiling as the light from the lamp caught the ring on Kairi's hand. She blushed. "You have to help me, 'kay Xion? Just because I'm a fashionista doesn't mean I won't need someone with experience to set everything up!"

Across the table, Sora facepalmed. Riku smirked. "I had to go through this too, you weren't very supportive," he said. Sora rolled his eyes, thinking the girls' excitement was retarded. It was just a wedding!

There was nothing out of the ordinary when the phone rang. "I'll get it," Sora said, brown hair falling into his face as he got up.

But then, everything was wrong when Sora's face fell, a hollow expression in his eyes as he finalized the call and turned to the anxiously waiting three.

"Xion? Roxas finally landed himself in jail. He's asking if we can bail him out of trouble with the Organization Gang again."

The perfect evening was ruined as the friends ate quickly, as Xion and Sora donned their coats and scarves and said their goodbyes.

Xion and Riku exchanged chaste kisses before she stepped out into the hallway, and Sora pulled Kairi into a tight hug.

"I have to go, you know? He's pretty much our little brother, he's an idiot but we gotta stand up for him."

Kairi nodded, letting herself memorize every bit of Sora's warm embrace.

"I know, Sora. Just be careful, okay? It's pretty icy out there," Kairi said. His lips pressed against hers, a momentary pressure, and then he was gone.

Glumly, Riku walked out into the living room and plopped down on the couch, switching the TV to some sports channel.

Kairi joined him, staring at some athlete named Tidus looking very concentrated. She couldn't even name the sport.

Beside her, Namine stretched and turned on her other side, achieving the serene cute that only little kids could really meet. She had yet to turn two.

O_O See, I told you it wouldn't all be fluff! And hell, Roxas a deliquent? Of course. Poor everybody.