The last chapter in this story, though I may consider continuing if people are interested.
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Sora and Kairi wondered through the streets of Traverse Town, window shopping and talking to each other.
"Really? Took them long enough!" Sora said laughing.
"Yeah, I know! Aerith is thrilled! She keeps smiling and telling me how she always knew Cloud would come around."
"Who didn't?" Sora agreed, and they continued on, talking about just about everything either of the could think of. Sora had to admit it felt nice. For a while in there, he thought he had lost her, but about a month after the –incident- she kissed him, their second ever, after dinner one night, Since then, everything had been going great.
They wandered back to the cottage they were sharing and Sora settled down to take a nap. Kairi wasn't tired, though, so she went over to Cid's shop.
"Hey Kai!" Cid greeted her cheerfully. He had been really great to her and Sora when they first came here, seeing they had a place to live and such.
"Hey, Cid. Any mail?" she asked. He grunted a yes and went up to the former Moogle Synthesizer Shop to get it. He came back down with a considerable stack. She thanked him and began to sort through the pile. There were about twenty bills, a few spam letters, a magazine for her, and a letter from – Riku?
Yes, it was plainly marked.
To Miss Mimura Kairi
P.O. 1637
TRAVERSE TOWN
A strange mixture of curiosity, anxiety, and hate filled Kairi as she opened the letter. The letter was one half a page long, and it had several teardrops on it.
Kairi,
I know now what I did to you. I know now that you warned me. And I know now that you were right, If you can find it in you to forgive me, you know where to find me, but I doubt you've even read this far.
Riku.
The hate was gone now, with the curiosity and the anxiety. Now all she felt was pity. Pity for a person who would never quite find his way back to the light. Pity for someone who had lost both the loves of his life – his best friend and his soul mate – in one night. And she felt pity for a person who would desperately check to see if that girl had responded to his letter, only to everyday be disappointed when there is no reply.
She sighed, threw the spam and Riku's letter into the fire, and walked back home. When she entered the front door, Sora was awake.
"Hey, where've you been?" he asked groggily. "Anything interesting come in the mail?"
He had seen the stack of bills in her hand.
"No." she replied. And that was that.
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A few more months passed by, and eventually the letters from Riku stopped coming. Finally, on their one year anniversary, the went out to dinner at the nicest café in Traverse.
Laughter. That was the best way to describe the evening. The atmosphere was perfect. The food was great. Sora was there, not to mention generous helpings of red wine. Finally, after the dinner plates were cleared, Sora said he had to go to the bathroom and left the table.
Kairi was just beginning to wonder where Sora was when the jazzy music stopped and the resturaunt fell silent. She and the other bewildered customers looked around the café, wondering what had stopped. Then, the music switched to a more romantic song, and the café quickly began buzzing again. Then, Sora returned.'
"Hope your still hungry, because I just ordered the finest delicacy that this café has for dessert."
Intrigued, Kairi raised an eyebrow. After staring at each other for another thirty seconds, it became apparent what dessert Sora was taking about. The waitress came bustling out of the kitchen carrying a giant mound of whipped cream on a platter. It was a Paopu fruit.
"Sora…" she said, smiling at him. The waitress set the platter down and bowed away.
"Well, dig in, then." he said, taking a small bite from his side of the fruit. Kairi started to eat, too, and soon there was only one bite left.
"You take it, then" he said, smiling at her. She beamed back and shoveled the last bite onto her fork. She had no sooner put it in her mouth than she bit down on something very hard. Hard as diamond.
Trembling, she pulled the ring from her mouth, astounded by its beauty.
"Sora…"
"You know what they say about Paopus, Kai…"
Everyone in the cafe was staring. Smiling she said,
"Of course I do!"
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Maybe it had something to do with the alchohol, maybe the emotion of what had happened, but that night at eleven found Kairi and Sora in a heavy make-out session. In the moment, Sora reached for Kairi's dress and began to pull up. She immediately slapped his hand and pushed him away. He looked wide eyed.
"Kairi…" Sora said, obviously embarrassed and shocked.
"I'm sorry… I just, you know… it was instinctive…" she mumbled. Wait, she thought, I am engaged to this guy… shouldn't I trust him?
At the same time, another little voice said "Remember what happened last time you were engaged, though?"
Time to make decision then, Kairi. Trust? Or not?
Kairi reached down and pulled up the hem of her dress. Wrapping her arm around him, she said,
"Now, where were we?" and she kissed him.
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I was thinking I would leave it there, but I will change my mind if my reviewers want me to continue. IT IS UP TO YOU, REVIEWERS!!!