The blond man scared her.
Kairi figured it was his eyes. Someone without a heart should not have such clear, piercing sky-blue eyes—it seemed too human. And yet, it wasn't quite. They were just a bit too blue, to be really true, just a bit too bright. The way he watched her while he was on guard duty was unnerving. He always stared right at her over clicking dice or shuffling cards. He always had a tiny, knowing smile twisting his lips.
"Is there something on my face?" Kairi snapped at last. The blond man didn't appear startled by the sudden outburst. Rather, it seemed he had been expecting it. He smirked lazily, the cards flipping into the dark shadows of his sleeves.
"On the contrary," he said, and even his voice seemed too cultured, too… perfect to be real. "Your face is quite lovely. You are a very pretty girl, Naminé."
"My name is Kairi."
A pair of dice was offered through the bars.
"A roll, darling?"
"What are we playing for?" Kairi asked, taking the dice without thinking. The man smiled.
"This and that," he replied, waving his hand in an elegant, noncommittal gesture.
Apprehensively, Kairi gave a little toss. The dice skittered across the floor and rolled to a stop, one black pip showing on each. The blond man clucked his tongue, a swirl of darkness bringing him into her personal space. His gloved fingers were tight around her wrists. His breath smelled like tea and smoke.
"Snake eyes. You lose."
12. Luxord/Heartless/Kairi
A/N:I must have this thing about writing damsel!Kairi. It's like... like "Songs."