"I ---- you, so much."

"…Why?"

"No. I refuse to." I sated while twirling the rose in my fingers.

"Yes." Riku said. He proped himslef up on his elbow, and rested his head on his free hand.

"No, I don't like dancing anyway." I dont like dancing...that way. Sure I'll to some pirrouettes(sp?), and do the Waltzt, but...to give Riku's butler a lap dance...no way in hell.

"Yes."

"No I'm not. I don't—" I placed the rose down at my side, and satred at him, between my bangs.

"Yes you are." He cut in.

"No Im not!" I sat up (we were previously laying down), and firmly placed my hands on the grass. I was getting aggravated. Why couldnt he just let the dare go? I mean, making him lick a tree wasn't all that bad, so why did he have to tortue me by daring me to "give his butler a lap dance"? God, I seriously hate "Truth or Dare" now...and forever.

"Yes."

"NO!" I yelled, but suddenly he sat up, and wrapped his arms around my shoulders, and pulled me close. So close…I think I could smell the "Mento" he had earlier (he has a strange love for those things). And I couldn't help myself but to close my eyes, keep my hands on his chest, and pucker my lips.

"Yes, you are." He said, using his weight to lean over me.

"No." Then (finally) the tiny gap between us closed.

"…H-hey, don't do that, i-it tickles!" His fingers kept on sliding up and down my spine, and it tickled…badly.

I could hear his chuckle, and I, for sure, knew that the damn smirk was there.However, he continued to stroke my backbone, and I was left to fall into a fit of giggles.

"S-stop…hehee, t-that tickles…heehe, hehe, s-see, (hic) n-now you gave me hi- (hic) ccups!"

So, in between kissing, giggling, I was hiccupping.

He put his arms down on the grass, which managed to make us top rolling, and pulled away.I reopened my eyes (I prefer to keep them closed when kissing him, thank you), stopped giggling, and just plain hiccupped. I quickly wrapped my arms around his neck.

"Ow…these hiccups hurt…(hic) ow!" Every time I hiccupped it banged against my ribs, some how.

He stared at me for a few moments. Then he slowly placed his lips against mine again, even with the hiccups. It wasn't like the kiss-es before; this one was the kind that says, "Your lips are like soft petals". And to my relief: They. Stopped.

He pulled away and smirked.

"Better?"

"Y-yeah." I said dork-ily. I didn't mean to, but it just sounded that way because I was still entranced.

"Wanna go back in?"

"Y-yeah."

He smiled at me, and I returned it.

I sat up (at the same time as him, but slowly enough so we wouldnt hit each other's heads) so our foreheads were stuck to together, staring into each other's eyes.We stood up, and held hands, and brushed ourselves off. While heading back to the house, we swung our linked hands, purposely nudging one another with our shoulders.

I stepped inside the mansion (literally), and led Riku to the couch. We sat down, not bothering to turn on the TV.

I snuggled closer to him. I was in the position where I was sitting on Riku's lap (he faced the TV, but I was vertical across his lap). My head was under his chin, while he played with stray locks of my hair, and I made small circles in t-shirt.

PURE BLIISS!

I yawned. And nuzzled Riku's neck and let my eyes droop. He is so comfy…

"Wanna nap?"

"Mmm-hmm." I responded. I felt him wrap his arms around my shoulder, and under my knees.

He was carrying me…! He went up the stairs, and turned into his room, and laid me on the bed.

"Mmm!" I gripped his shirt, with my partial consciousness.

"I'll be right back…okay?"

I barely nodded.

(TWO HOURS L8ER)

I fluttered my eyes open, and rubbed them. With my free hand I searched the empty spot to my left, then my right. I quickly opened my eyes.

Riku? I thought he would come back.

"Hmm…oh well." I clapped my hands, and the radio/TV/the lights came on. Then, I got up to wash my face (he has his own bathroom, and I wash my face when I get up, dunno why).

Though, when I came back…every light was off.

Wasn't every single thing on just a second ago? And what about the eerie silence?

I shivered, and glanced at the open window.

It wasn't open before…Ooooh-kaaay.

A strong wind brusquely swirled in the room, and it had the sound effect of "whoosh".

I tried to walk to the open window, but…something…the wind maybe, picked me up from the ground. I was floating in the air, half on my back, my hands stretching out to grasp something solid, and then I was thrown on the bed. Then another gust came through and knocked everything not held down by screws, down.A drawer of a dresser came close to hitting my square in teh face. So, I held my head, and closed my eyes. I could feel everything being thrown or flying right past my head. When I heard the noise stop, I cautiously reopened my eyes.

Everything was a mess. Clothes were skewered across the floor, the valuable vases were wrecked, the flat screen TV was ripped from the wall, and cracked, the dresser was split in half, and the light fixtures were blinking on and off. That's not including the huge dents in the wall.

Where was the blood from?

I looked at the spot I was once standing. There was a small fire, and many shards of glass. AND there was a huge chunk of the door, stuck straight up from the floor.

More blood…?

I…I…could've…been killed…by an unknown figure

I began to shake violently, and kept my hands clutched on my head. I pulled my knees very close to my chest, and rested my head there, still shaking. I shut my eyes,

"RIKU!" I couldn't help myself but yell for him. I heard a bowl drop, and footsteps run near the room.

"Naminé? What is it?" I heard Riku's voice. Most people would run to him, but right now, I was too scared to move.

I tried to point to the door. But my hand shook too much.

"Why are you shaking?" He walked over to me and held my shoulders, looking me up and down.

I mumbled some words about the window. He lifted his head to look at it.

"What? You want it opened?" He asked, hugging me closer to himself.

I looked up.

The room was fine. Just fine. Like nothing even happened. The Window.

I looked at the window.

It was closed.

"Naminé? What's wrong?" He hugged me quickly, and rubbed my arms.

I quickly stared at him, with my wide eyes; wide with fear, and uncertainty, I stared into his aquamarine eyes, and slowly turned my head back to The Window.

"I just…thought…I saw something…it was just…a dream." I turned away, and left the room.

I plopped on the couch, and held my knees again. I glimpsed at the TV (The Hills Have Eyes), and turned away.

No way was I about to watch a horror flick, nuh-uh, not right now.

"Saw what? You seemed scared, and that scares me." Riku sat next to me; his facial expression almost gave me tears, oddly. Possibly, I was on the bridge of tears because Im touched that Riku cares so much. I smiled, and cupped his face in my hands.

"Nothing. Im better now that you're here." I kissed him lightly, and let myself fall into his chest.

Back to Square 1: PURE BLISS!

kunoichi's assistant: I would like to introduce...the replacements!

(confetti is thrown, poopers are sounded off, anf fireworks boom)

kaiXsor: We're here!

me:... ... ...the f---?!

sora: you're not happy to see us?

me:( gives sora a huge hug/smile) Im happy to see you, Sorie-poo!

sora:(sweatdrop) Sorie-poo?...I like it!(hugs kunoichi back)

kairi:Ahem...Kunoichi, why aren't you happy to see me

me:... WHY"D YOU REMIND ME OF THEM! (breaks into sobs)

sora: KAIRI! you made kunoichi cry, and you reminded her about namiXrox-leaving-her-and-now-she-has-huge-writer's-block...thing!

kairi:SORA! cant you see she's lying?!
Sora:Kairi...that's mean... ... ...REVIEW PLEAZE!

(kunoichi smiles evily in sora's arms "Kunoichi: 1, Kairi: 0" she says.)

C YA L8TER!--randomness: I'll miss his Levis' denim 501 jacket--