Simple and Clean
Maybe some things really are that simple...
"...Ask her to play."
Sora blinked, then raised an eyebrow at Riku, finally removing his gaze from Kairi, whom he had been staring at yet again. "What?"
"Ask her to play with us. You keep staring at her; just go over there and ask."
The four year old huffed, crossing his arms over his chest. "I was not!"
Riku rolled his eyes. "Uh, yeah you were."
Looking at the ground, Sora mumbled, "I... can't go over there..."
"Why not?"
"Cause..." He shifted from one foot to the other. "...What if she doesn't like me?"
"Sora, you met yesterday, and she didn't run away screaming. She likes you well enough," the boy chuckled.
Sora opened his mouth, then shut it. "...Yeah! You're right! Sorta... Thanks, Riku!" The brunette, grinned, then ran over to the girl, leaving his best friend face palming.
Imperfect Love
Their imperfections made them perfect for each other...
She was alone again. Roxas frowned. Xion was always by herself every time she came to the park. He felt bad for her, thinking she must be lonely. She sat on a swing, slowly rocking back and forth.
The five year old went up to her, grinning as he waved to her. "Xion!"
Her head snapped up, eyes wide, until she saw who it was. "...Roxas?"
He nodded. "Yep!"
Xion quickly looked away, gripping tighter to the swing. "D-Did you want s-something?"
Roxas scratched the back of his head. "...You were alone... I thought I'd play with you!"
She blinked. "Play... with me?"
"Yeah. I could push you, if you want." Not waiting for her response, he walked behind her and began pushing the swing for her. Xion began to laugh as the swing got higher, grateful for Roxas being there with her.