Me: Welcome back folks! Boy, two suggestions within the first day…this may get over my head in a very short time if traffic picks up. Good thing I have like no life XD so anyway, the KH Arena's second match, submitted by anonymous reviewer Keys of Fate (thank you for the suggestion), is Naminé vs. Sora! Ooh, this should be interesting!

Sora: (pales) I can't hurt a girl!

Naminé: (smiles sweetly) Don't go easy on me, k?

Sora: ….ok….

They both step into the arena. Naminé stands relaxed, looking completely innocent and also completely harmless. Sora, on the other hand, uneasily stares out at his opponent, unwillingly drawing his Keyblade. Do I have to hurt her? I could forfeit, couldn't I? It's just a dumb game after all. I mean, she didn't do anything to deserve this…

Roxas: (watches from sidelines, smirking)

Riku: What's so funny?

Roxas: Sora has no idea what he's in for….Naminé can be pretty vicious. She hates losing too.

Riku: Oh dear goodness…

Sora's pale face stares into the battlefield grimly. Complete silence fills the air. After a few moments, the gong sounds. Before a second has even passed, a seemingly invisible explosion propels Sora backward, smashing him into a wall. "Ack!" he cries partly from the force of the hit, but mostly out of complete shock. He gets up, confused. What had just happened? Naminé stands across the way, still smiling as sweetly as ever, as if nothing had happened just now. Sora slightly lowers his body, in a stance ready to dodge and fight, but still trying to figure out exactly what happened. Suddenly, another invisible block of air rams him from the side. He is sent careening to the ground, landing on his side. He jumps up more quickly this time, fully in the instinctual survival mindset now. He glares up at Naminé, who still stands calmly with the same genuine smile on her face, but now there is a competitive fire in her eyes that Sora didn't even know Naminé could have. He remembers her words before the battle. "Don't go easy on me, k?" Sora smirked. Alright, you asked for it.

Brandishing his key, he leaps forward, at least thirty feet in the air, before bringing it down toward his target. Before his blow can connect, the air wavers and what was invisible but seemed to be some sort of suspended barrier crashes into the teen. He flops to the ground. How the heck could he win if he couldn't even get to her? He couldn't even see the barriers he was up against, so how could he get around them? He had never seen magic like this before. She was manipulating the space around them somehow.

Experimenting with a different strategy, the young Keybearer prepared a Blizzard spell. Fight fire with fire, right? Magic against magic? It was worth a shot. Sora focuses, then cries out, "Freeze!" Icy shards explode from the tip of his Keyblade, aiming for the young girl. They almost connect, but infuriatingly enough, another unseen shield deflects them before they can accomplish their goal. Gritting his teeth, the spiky-haired boy refuses to give up. He hasn't tried everything. Naminé calmly stands watching, hardly having moved at all since the fight started. She can sense her foe is about to cast another spell and quickly readies to defend herself-

"Thunder!"

Naminé throws a barrier in front of herself but the lightning spell doesn't strike in front of her. It strikes from above, straight down on top of her, behind her defenses. She lets out a shriek as her body is electrified. Sora's eyes widen. "I-I'm sorry, Naminé!" He groans. "Ugh, do I have to do this? I don't wanna hurt her…"

Naminé, however, is angry now, completely focused on the battle. She lets out a cry and spikes of glassy air shaped like chains fire at the Keyblade Master. They wrap around him, leaving him immobile and confused. "What the-? What is this?" He yells, trying to free himself. Before he can do so, another shimmering spike of air appears in front of him. Poised in front of his chest, it rears back and launches like a battering ram. It collides with his body, knocking him backward with a cry, the strange imaginary chains shattering around him. He lands face first on the ground.

Kairi: ….I never knew Naminé could do so much damage…How is she doing that? O-o

Roxas: Memories.

Kairi: Huh?

Roxas: Naminé has power over Sora's memories and those around him. And right now, we're all literally around him. She's using our memories that are lingering in the air here to weave illusions and barriers.

Kairi: IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE? O-o

Me: Sora, be careful! DX

Roxas: Hey, the host can't show bias!

Me: I-I'm not….I'm just adding emotion to…uh, make it more suspenseful….

Riku: C'mon, Sora! Focus!

The Keyblade wielder slowly stands, his face set in a determined expression. Naminé's grin is now one of smugness and playfulness. "What's the matter? You gonna get beaten by a girl?" She teases, giggling afterward. Sora scowls. He rushes forward, weapon pulled back for a swing, and closes in on the girl in all-white. More nearly-invisible chains surround her, shooting at Sora. He flips through the air, dodging most of them, but one manages to wrap around his leg and fling him into the air. As he whips through space, he aims back down at the spot where Naminé is standing. "Morph!" he cries, and a shadowy orb envelops her. She yells as the gravity increases inside the globe, exerting intense pressure on her. She falls to her knees. Sora smirks as he realizes he just might have a chance again. Falling back down toward the earth, he lands unharmed on his feet, crouched and ready to strike. He rushes forward, eyes on his opponent. Naminé sends two more lethal chains at him but he slices through them with a few flicks of his key. He's headed straight for her. Right as he approaches her and is ready to deal a heavy blow, another "memory shield" pops up in front of her. He sees it right before he strikes, but can't stop in time. He crashes into it, falling backward and landing on his back. Naminé giggles.

Determined, Sora leaps back up and swings his key. It just narrowly misses her as she quickly ducks right under the incoming weapon. The brunette doesn't stop there, though. Swing after swing, Naminé begins twirling and dancing away from his attacks, occasionally using a barrier to deflect him. In a blind rage, Sora keeps swinging madly, while Naminé realizes she has to get out of there fast. Close-up fighting is not her thing at all. She needs distance; it's her advantage in battle. Before she can summon up a Corridor to escape, Kingdom Key connects with her hip. She screams and is knocked to the ground. Sora sees his chance at the final blow. He leaps high above her, key raised, ready to bring it down on her.

But he hesitates. In that split second, Naminé has time to call up a transparent lance to protect herself. The spear shoots through the Keyblade Master. Being made out of memories, it doesn't literally pierce through his body, but inflicts the same pain as if it had. Sora screams and falls to the ground, limp. Suddenly, he realizes how much of a mental battle this is. Memories alone can't actually harm him, only make his body think it's in pain. If he can remember that and push through the torment, he can't lose.

Shakily, he rises to his feet, not a trace of hesitation left in his eyes. Naminé smirks at him, mouthing the words, Give up yet? He mouths back, Never. He runs forward with unbelievable speed, swinging his Keyblade toward the blond girl. She tries to protect herself in a barrier, but the force of his attack shatters it to pieces. Defenseless, Naminé suffers a hard 3-hit combo from Sora, which thrusts her backward to the ground. "Thunder!" he yells, sending a vicious storm of bolts down upon her. Threads of glossy air weave around her and stop the spell from penetrating. Sora goes back to head-on strikes with his blade. Naminé manages to block all of his assaults, but is quickly becoming flustered from all the impossibly fast onslaughts. Unable to keep track of all his attacks anymore, she has no choice but to switch to the offensive. Focusing, she surrounds herself in a see-through barrier that she propels outward, shoving Sora back a good fifty feet. Then she surrounds him with more shimmering spires that cascade down upon him. He blocks them all as they attempt to pierce his chest, but what he can't see is that one is lined up behind him. Before he notices it, it thrusts forward, stabbing him in the back. A pained cry fills the air as the youth falls to his hands and knees, wincing.

It's not real pain, it's not real pain, he repeats over and over in his head. Then gathering all the willpower and strength he has left, he rises again. Naminé's fists clench as she bites her lip. She realizes that Sora is not going down that easily. She'll have to actually start inflicting true damage if she wants to win. Sora is also beginning to doubt himself. Naminé sure isn't going down without a fight, so Sora is really going to have to hit hard to win this match. But can he? Killing Heartless and other monsters is one thing, but purposefully harming another human being? He didn't know if he was ready for that. Ok, so she was a Nobody, but did that make her any less innocent or deserving of physical torture? Any less human?

He tries to shake the thoughts from his head. He tries a few Fire spells, which Naminé wards off easily. Blizzard doesn't do much better. However, Gravity manages to work, and Naminé is once again weakened. The repetitive use of magic starts to wear Sora down, though. The more he uses, the more his energy is depleted. Another heavy block of manipulated memories charges the boy, crashing into his ribs. He hits the ground with a grunt. Not even pausing to notice the force, he gets back up and immediately runs toward Naminé again. A thin wire of memories appears near the Keybearer's feet and he trips, landing facefirst. Embarrassed, the boy gets up, trying to hide his blushing face. He jumps toward his foe, weapon poised to strike. Naminé shakes her head. He doesn't get it, does he? The same old tricks aren't going to work. Like usual, she simply summons up an invisible barricade. Sora doesn't try to use his Keyblade this time, though. Instead, he yells, "Aero!" and a whirlwind surrounds his body. As he makes contact with the girl's shield, it shatters into glossy fragments that dissipate into the air. Then, cloaked in a powerful gale, Sora continues to travel downward, driving straight into Naminé's tiny body. With a shrill cry, she flies backward, landing on the floor. She lays there for a second, weakly trying to stand up again. Sora stands ready with one last fire spell that would end the match. Naminé glances upward, seeing that this is it. If she doesn't take him out now, the match will be over and she'll be down for the count. She doesn't know any black magic spells, but she's an expert at white magic. And there's one white spell that should do the trick.

With her last bit of strength, the young witch casts Holy. Suddenly, the arena changes, surrounding both her and her adversary in a gray but well-lit sky, white clouds gathering everywhere. Eight orbs of pure white light hover in a circle above the battlefield. The Keyblade Master looks up, confused. Then, without warning, the balls of light fire down at him, one by one, at blinding speed. Before he can even react, all eight spheres are upon him, blasting through his body, sending him careening backward. He hits the floor, battered and taking shallow breaths. The field returns to normal. Naminé pants, staring at the boy who is lying on the ground, struggling to keep consciousness. To his surprise, he is suddenly surrounded by a green comforting light and he feels his strength being restored. Naminé is standing above him, smiling and holding out her hand. He takes and gets up. Then the two shake hands and turn back-to-back, exiting the arena on separate sides.

Me: Wow, winner Naminé! What an intense battle!

Sora: (enters bleachers once again)

Riku: Dude, you totally could've won…you hesitated. It's your weak spot.

Sora: Of course I did! Would you have been able to hurt her?

Riku: (looks over at Naminé)

Naminé: (smiles over at him sweetly, huge blue innocent eyes staring at him)

Riku: ….No, I guess not.

Sora: Ha! See?

Me: Well, thank y'all for reading! I'll be awaiting more suggestions! Hope you enjoyed!