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Ages 13 and 15

Namine squinted at her reflection in her intricately framed mirror, and then stuck out her tongue.

"Juvenile much?" Kairi asked from behind her.

"Yep." Namine said, swinging her hair up into a ponytail. She walked over to the balcony, and leaned over the rail. A warm wind gently blew the stray blonde hairs back from her face, and she smiled. She could see everything from her viewpoint, from the small orchard nearby, to the port an hour's ride away.

Kairi walked up next to her, and put her elbows on the rail.

"It's so weird still having you here during the summer." She said, gazing over the hills. "Usually you're over Riku's by now."

Namine gagged. "Don't remind me." She said, "I've got enough on my mind what with Prince Charming coming over soon." She glared at a poor, innocent tree below. It was going to be so weird with him over her castle.

"Well, I think that you should at least give him a chance." Kairi informed her. "It's a complete waste of a hot guy if you're just going to act immature and dump mashed strawberries over him."

"For your information Kairi, it was mashed tomatoes I dumped all over him, not strawberries." She sniffed. "If you're going to criticize me, at least do it right!" As an afterthought she added, "And you can marry him if you think he's hot."

Kairi laughed at that.

"I still think you're wasting your advantage. Riku's going to have a fan club as soon as he steps foot inside the grounds." She said, still giggling.

Namine smiled a bit. "Fan club?!" Kairi rolled her eyes.

"I'm not asking you to join them! I'm just expecting you to be civil to him." Namine snapped her head around to look at Kairi so fast her neck cricked.

"OW! Are you crazy, Kairi? The guy hates me!" She exclaimed, her eyebrows flying up.

"Is it mutual?" Kairi asked seriously.

"Of course!" Namine blurted out. At least, she thought, it's usually mutual, unless we have something weird like what happened when we were younger happens again. I hate mushy moments!

Her thoughts were interrupted rudely by the door—which had just slammed open, bouncing back off of the wall. Kairi and Namine looked up to see Riku in the doorway, looking panicked.

"Is there a place to hide?!" He hissed, looking frantically around the room.

Namine jerked her thumb towards the big, walk-in closet.

"I want an explanation later!" She called after him as he bolted into the closet and locked it behind him.

"You bet, as long as they don't get to me!" they heard him call back through the thick door. Kairi stared at the closet door.

"What the heck…?" She began. Namine shrugged, and pulled out her sketchbook to draw. Kairi sighed, and began to read one of Namine's fairy tales.

Suddenly they heard a bunch of female giggling voices.

"I think he went this way!"

"No, he went that way!" Namine stood up, smoothed down her skirt, and winked at Kairi.

"Showtime." She poked her head out the door, and waved to a small horde of teenage girls that were down the hall.

"Hi guys! Whatcha doing?" She asked cheerfully, flipping her ponytail over her shoulder. The leader, a fifteen year old girl with long, curly red hair, bright green eyes and an up-tilted nose smiled at Namine, and walked towards her.

"My name's Kiki." She informed Namine, putting on a cheery smile, "We're looking for Prince Riku." She gestured at the girls that flocked around her. "We're his new fan club."

Namine choked on air. Kairi was right…

"Fan club?!" she gasped, her eyes wide. "What were you planning to do when you found him?!" She demanded, filled with unexpected sympathy for her nemesis.

Kiki snorted, and flipped her beautiful red hair back.

"Details." She said dismissively. She looked Namine over. "I don't suppose that you'd like to join, would you?"

Riku's POV

When you've resorted to hiding in your nemesis's closet to avoid a swarm of crazy fan girls, you know you've lost it. I thought, hearing Namine talk to Kiki.

So far, she didn't seem to be giving me away, but with Namine, who knew?

I heard her ask what Kiki planned to do when they found me. I shuddered. There was something I really didn't want to think about.

"I don't suppose you want to join us?" I heard Kiki ask.

Crap. I gripped a pair of shoes nervously.

I heard Namine laugh, a pretty, bell-like sound. Wait, pretty? Bell-like?! Arrrg!

"Are you kidding? My dad and Riku's mum have been trying to get to Riku and I to be friends for ages, and I'm not about to drool over him."

I smirked, Hell yes!

I heard Kiki snort.

"Fine, Princess, do you know where Riku," Kiki sighed as she spoke my name, and I internally gagged. God, this was disgusting!

"Is?" I heard Namine finish. I held my breath. This was it.

"Yes." I gasped, and mentally cursed her with all my worth.

Namine's POV

I chewed my lip as she looked at me.

"Where?" Kiki demanded. I feigned thought, and chewed on my lip. Riku so owed me.

"Let's see…he ran down that way." I said waving my hand towards the other direction.

"Come on ladies!" Kiki shouted, and suddenly there was a huge stampede of fan girls running down the hall. I rolled my eyes, and shut the door.

I sank down to the floor, and looked at Kairi in shock

"A fan club?" Kairi said, rubbing her eyes. "I was kidding!"

"Is it safe?" Riku poked his head out from behind the closet door, and looked around warily. I nodded, and kicked a chair towards him.

"I feel for you, Riku." I informed him. "You've got a bunch of girls worshipping you—it must get annoying."

Riku nodded, and bit the inside of his cheek.

"Namine…" He started, and then hesitated. Kairi rolled her eyes, and said,

"Honestly! I'll leave you two idiots to make up in peace." She stomped out the door, leaving us alone.

I blushed, and fiddled with the gold swan locket; a nervous habit I'd picked up. Riku noticed.

"You still wear that thing?" He asked, an eyebrow raised. I dropped the necklace, and glared at him.

"I like it! Your mom has good taste." Riku smiled lazily, and picked up the necklace, stepping closer to me. My heart traitorously began to beat faster as he rubbed his thumb over the surface of the necklace.

"That she does." He agreed, stepping back. I smiled, and twirled a stray lock of hair around my index finger.

"Truce?" I blurted out, and blushing a deep red. Riku nodded.

"I'm going to have a bunch of idiotic girls trying to get me to kiss them stalking me; I'd like to have one girl that's not trying on my side." He said with a slight smirk. I tapped my lip.

"Hmm." I said, turning around to face the mirror at my dressing table. "Well, you won't find me in that prince-kissing crowd, will you?" I smiled at his reflection.

Riku snorted. "Yeah, but it's not like you have any kissing expertise anyway."

I glared at the mirror.

"Are you calling me a bad kisser?!" I demanded. Riku smirked.

"Maaaaybe."

I really can't explain or make excuses for what I did next.

Doesn't mean I want to.

I turned around, and before I registered what the hell I was doing, I had locked my arms around his neck, and pressed my lips to his.

Riku's POV

Oh. My. Freaking. God.

Namine. Is. Kissing. Me.

And if that wasn't freaky enough…

I'm kissing her back.

And I'm enjoying it.

I need help.

I pressed one hand to her back, bringing her closer, and smoothed her hair with the other. She opened her mouth slightly, and I tasted raspberries on her tongue.

We didn't come up for breath for another minute or so, and I saw that Namine's face was flushed slightly red. She looked as shocked as I felt, and then smiled slightly.

"Still think I'm a bad kisser?" She asked softly, pulling gently on some of my hair.

Unfortunately, I could come up with no response to that.

Namine's POV

I smiled, and brushed my lips lightly against his. I heard him exhale. Suddenly I froze.

This couldn't happen. Riku was my ally, I couldn't go past that. I chewed on the inside of my cheek, and then turned away.

"I can't believe I just did that." I said. Riku put a hand on my shoulder.

"Nami…"

I gently took his hand off my shoulder, holding it maybe a second too long.

"I'm not supposed to fall in love with you." I said, my emotions bubbling up.

Riku started to say something, but I turned and ran.

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WITH KAIRI

General POV

Kairi skipped down the hall after leaving The Two Royal Idiots.

She wasn't really sure where she was going, but she just wanted to get away from said 'Idiots'.

"Ah—Kairi, isn't it?" Kairi turned to see Queen Larxene behind her. She gasped, and then dropped into a curtsy.

"My lady!" She said; midway through her curtsy. "I didn't know you were here."

Larxene snorted.

"You have no idea how boring being Queen can be. Honestly, half of the time I'm sitting in my throne for paintings, and the other half I'm dictating laws that I've already dictated a hundred times before!" She stopped, and huffed.

"Sounds annoying." Kairi said sympathetically. Larxene nodded, and looked past Kairi.

"I'm looking for Riku, I want him to go see the Princess now. Any idea where he—"

"He's with Namine now." Kairi interrupted. "He was running away from a horde of fan girls and hid in Namine's closet."

Larxene started laughing so hard that she eventually choked.

"Riku has fan girls?!" She giggled, "I have to go see them."

Kairi put her hands on her hips.

"You're going to egg them on, aren't you?" She asked, rolling her eyes. The older woman smirked.

"Hell yes!" Kairi curtsied again, hiding a smile.

"You're horrible person, milady." She said.

"Yes, that I am, dearie." She tapped her chin. "Hopefully this'll make Namine jealous."

Kairi snorted, sounding very un-ladylike. "Sorry Your Maj, but Namine has a vendetta against that plan. I don't think she'll ever accept it."

"Whatever. I can try, can't I?" Larxene retorted, and then craned her neck to try to see around the corner. A chorus of giggles had just started up nearby. "Ooh! Are those the fan girls?" she asked.

Kairi pinched the bridge of her nose, and replied,

"Yep."

"Sweet."

Larxene walked swiftly away, towards the loud sound of the fan girls nearby. Kairi then rolled her eyes and started back to Namine's room. She wondered if her friend and Riku had finished their discussion.

She had just reached Namine's closed door when it flew open, and Namine ran out; tears beginning to trickle down her face.

"Namine!" Kairi shouted after her friend. Namine paused, and looked hopelessly at Kairi. "What's wrong?" She asked gently.

Namine shook her head.

"I'll be in the garden." She whispered, her voice cracking. Kairi nodded, watched as her friend ran away. Kairi clenched her fist, resolving to hit Riku when she saw him. She stomped through the door and—

Stopped.

Her eyes went wide.

Riku was sitting on Namine's bed, his head in his hands.

"What the heck happened?" Kairi demanded. Riku looked up in surprise.

He blinked.

"Believe me when I say that I have absolutely no clue." He said feelingly.

Kairi rolled her eyes, and started to run towards the garden to weasel the story out of Namine.

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Riku eventually got up, and stomped out into the hall. He looked both ways to check for the Fan Girls of Doom, and then sprinted towards his room. Just as he reached for the doorknob of his room, he heard the terrifying sound of twenty girls giggling and whispering at the same time.

"There he is!"

"Catch him!"

Riku gulped, and hurriedly opened the door and slammed it behind him. He pressed his back to the door, and hissed as the girls began to kick and hit the door with loud THUMPS. Quickly, he grabbed a heavy oak chair that was sitting against a wall, and pushed it up against the door. The girls still moved the door slightly, but it did not give way.

Riku grabbed a white crystal on his bureau, and muttered a few words. Seconds later, and image resolved in the thin air in front of him.

"Sora, my life has been bashed to pieces." He informed the image of the brunette in front of him. Sora rolled his eyes.

"Hello to you too Riku." He said. He frowned, and tried to see over Riku's shoulder when another THUMP came from the door. "What's happening? Did you steal something from the knights again?"

"No!" Riku said hotly, "Those are fan girls that are trying to kick my door down, and then swarm all over me!!!"

Sora stared at him, and raised a hand.

"Let me get this straight." He said, ticking off events on his fingers, "You've got a swarm of fan girls outside your door that are attempting to swarm all over you." He raised his eyebrows. "Wow, and you aren't dead yet? I'm impressed."

"Shut up Sora." Riku snapped. He ran a hand through his hair.

"How's Project Namine?" Sora inquired, "Have you managed to trip up, humiliate, or otherwise make life hell for her yet?"

Riku turned crimson.

"No." Sora leaned forward.

"You turned red. What happened? Did she get to you first?" he asked, a sympathetic smile on his face.

"No."

"Did she create the fan girls?"

"No."

"Did she save you from the fan girls?"

"…Yes."

"Riku! You let your nemesis save you?!" Sora shook his head in mock disappointment. "That is so unmanly." Riku sent a death glare to his friend.

"Shut up Sora." He snapped.

"What happened?" Sora asked, leaning his head on his fist. "You've got your 'Nami' face on."

Riku stared, and then asked indignantly, "I have a 'Nami' face?!"

"Yep." Sora said cheerfully. "Now," he continued, adjusting imaginary glasses, "What has happened to you?"

Riku put his head in his hands.

"Let's say that in a book I read, the hero was running from a crowd of evil pixies—"

"In a book you…OH!" Sora said, getting it. Suddenly he laughed, "Evil pixies…"

Riku laughed a little, and then continued,

"So in this book I read, the hero escaped the evil pixies by throwing himself on his nemesis the Witch's mercy, and hiding in her closet—"

"You hid in her closet?"

"Ahem." Riku said, flushing bright red. "As I was saying, after hiding in Witch's closet, the hero attempts to say thanks to her, and then…" He trailed off, his cheeks burning red.

"This is the good part, isn't it?" Sora asked, once again messing with his invisible glasses.

"Mmm."

"Well?" Sora asked impatiently

"Well, so the really dumb hero sort of…accidentally calls Witch a bad kisser." By now he was staring down at the table.

Sora's jaw dropped.

"YOU KISSED HER???"

"—and so, the hero and Witch end up making out." Riku looked up at Sora. The brunette looked like he thought the world had gone insane.

"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU KISSED HER!!!" Sora yelled.

"I THINK I'M IN LOVE WITH HER YOU ASSHOLE!!!" Riku screamed.

Sora thought about that. Slowly, he grinned. "You are royally screwed, dude." Sora informed Riku.

"Tell me about it." Riku said, rubbing his temples. "The only way the day could get worse is if Axel somehow heard this…"

"OI! CLEAR OFF YOU OBSSESSIVE FAN-GIRL PEOPLE!"

Sora began to laugh "Speaking…of…which!!!!" he gasped.

Riku groaned.

"I'm so screwed."

Axel burst into the room, causing the chair that had been against the door to slam into the wall with loud CRACK.

"Fan girls Riku?" He laughed with a big grin on his face. Riku muttered incoherently under his breath.

"Axel." Sora said, tapping his forehead in a salute.

"Sora." Axel replied, nodding. Riku continued his muttering.

Axel dropped down into the chair that he had "accidentally" slammed against the wall.

"Soooo…" He said, playing with a handful of fire that he had conjured, "I saw Princess Namine running for the gardens with a couple tears on her face…your doing?"

Riku paled.

"She was crying? Brilliant, NOW what am I going to do?!" He shouted, beginning to pace. Axel raised an eyebrow.

"What the hell is up with him?" He asked Sora. Sora rolled his eyes and replied,

"He ended up making out with his arch-enemy."
"SORA!!!!" Riku shouted as Axel practically fell out of his chair laughing.

"Later mate, tell me how it goes." Sora said, saluting.

Riku swore at Sora's fading image. Axel finally stopped laughing long enough to choke out a few words.

"Well, looks like you two'll end up married anyhow." He said, grinning. "And I didn't even have to interfere."

Riku didn't comment.

The grin slid off of Axel's face. "Wait…why was she crying?" He looked at Riku clearly, and only then noticed the paleness of his face and his gloomy attitude. "What happened?"

Riku sat down, and once again put his head in his hands.

"She ran away after she kissed me." He said, his voice muffled, "She said that she wasn't supposed to fall in love with me, or something like that."

Axel frowned. "So much for Larxene's plans, then."

Riku smirked halfheartedly at the pyro.

"First names, Axel?" He asked,

"Shut up." Axel said dangerously. "That is SO not your business." He then stood up. "As for Namine…wait it out. See how she is going to act, and then decide what you want to do."

"Becoming my psychologist, Axel?" Riku asked bitterly, "I didn't know you had it in you."

Axel snorted. "Well, there's no talking to you now, is there?"

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Namine sat, silently crying, on a stone bench in a secluded corner of the blooming garden. She slowly calmed her breathing, and took in the whirl of colored plants all around her. She eventually stopped crying, and picked a flower.

She slowly crushed a lavender colored petal in her hand and smelled it.

I wasn't supposed to fall in love with him.

Don't lie to yourself—you enjoyed that kiss.

I'm just going to forget it!

Nuh-uh. You think Riku's going to forget it?

…no comment.

Namine could practically hear a part of herself snort.

Yeah, go into denial all you want girlie, but one way or another, this is going to come up again—mark my words.

Namine grumbled at herself, and thought angrily,

He's got all the girls he could ever want, why go after me?

"Namine?"

Are you by chance thinking of those girls that he was hiding from?

"Namine!"

Okay, but Kiki looks like she could be persuasive.

Hmm. Well, all I can say…er, ask, really... would it really be so bad if you accepted Riku?

"YES!" Namine screamed, and then blushed when she realized that Kairi was standing right next to her. Kairi winced, and clutched her ear.

"What on earth Nami…?" She groaned. Namine blushed.

"Sorry, I was talking to myself." She said, cheeks still red. Kairi rolled her eyes, and sat down on the bench.

"What happened? You ran out of that room like an executioner was on your tail."

Namine looked down.

"Suppose I said that I kissed Riku full on the lips…" Kairi fell off of the bench.

"Come again?" She asked in disbelief, "You kissed Riku. NO EFFING WAY." She shook her head, and placed her palm on Namine's forehead. "Are you feeling all right? You said yourself that you hate him."

Namine bit her lip. "That's a bit of the problem."

"Great," Kairi said gloomily, "There's more than one."

Namine cleared her throat, and started fiddling with the hem of her skirt. Finally she ventured,

"What would you say if I told you I'm falling in love with him?"

Kairi paled, "I'd say the bloody apocalypse is coming." She mourned, and then grinned, "And I also figure that I'm going to have to help you two come together."

"I don't know Kairi…" Namine said, closing her eyes. Kairi shook her head.

"Namine, honestly. Follow your heart."

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A FEW DAYS LATER…

Riku took a deep breath as he stood in front of the Informal Dining Room doors.

This was the first time since The Kiss that he would see Namine…and he was nervous, an emotion that he wasn't very familiar with.

He pushed open the doors, and walked silently in. His mother, sitting next to King DiZ with Axel standing in the shadows behind her directed him to the seat next to Namine.

She then carried on with a rather boring conversation about royal parties. Riku slid into his seat, and crumpled his napkin in his hand.

"Hello Riku." Namine said softly. "Bit late, aren't you?"

He sniffed.

"Can't be Mr. Punctuality every day—it'd get boring."

Namine actually laughed. LAUGHED!

"Touché." She picked at her food. "So, met any fan girls lately?" She asked, a smirk on her face. This is the Namine I know. Riku thought happily, Teasing and irritating; what could I want more?

"Actually," he said, returning the smirk, "They put a tracker crystal on me, and it took ages to find a place to hide it. And that girl Kiki won't let me alone for a second…"

Namine rolled her eyes, and replied, "If you had just chosen one of them, this wouldn't even be a problem."

Riku shrugged, and drank a bit of his water.

"If you have any suggestions, I'm all ears." He said, putting his hands on his knees. "But Kiki's bound to find a way into this dinner if she has to bash down the doors—"

He broke off as a few serving girls came into the room with dessert. One of them was Kiki.

"I told you!" Riku hissed. Namine giggled, and Kiki shot her a hateful look. Namine scowled back at her. Kiki glowered, and then stomped out.

"I don't know, Riku," She said, "But I'm pretty sure she's willing to fight for you."

Riku stayed silent, and then said abruptly,

"No one's going to tangle with Kiki. Ever. And she knows it."

Namine chewed her lip. Here goes.

"I wouldn't bet on that." Riku raised an eyebrow.

"What?" Namine smirked.

"Children," DiZ called, getting both teen's attention. "Tomorrow is Riku's birthday, as I'm sure you knew…" He glared at Namine when he said this.

Oops. Namine thought, blushing.

"…and Larxene and I have decided that we will hold a ball in the honor."

Both Namine and Riku stood at the same time.

"MOM!"

"Father!"

Larxene rolled her eyes.

"G'Night kiddos."

"Great." Namine muttered to Riku as they left the table, "Now I'm going to have to be Miss Perfect Princess."

Riku snickered. "Nothing new there."

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Namine's POV

I stood in front of my mirror and adjusted the skirt of my dress. Ankle length and white, it made me look like a ghost. I was so sick of white.

Unfortunately, most of what I had in my closet was white. And my father would expect me to act 'Perfect Princess' again, while Riku would expect me to act like a little angel.

"Now I'm going to have to be Miss Perfect Princess."

"Nothing new there."

I balled my fists and walked over to my closet, flinging the doors open when I reached them. A slow smile crept across my face.

Anybody up for a little rebellious spirit?

A HALF HOUR LATER

I stood in front of my mirror again, my hands shaking slightly as I lifted the silvery-blue mask to my face.

My father was going to kill me.

But, hopefully, he wouldn't realize who I was.

Hopefully.

Because today I was going to tell Riku I loved him.

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General POV

Riku sulked in the shadows of the ball room and tried to hide from the swarm of giggling girls that made up two thirds of the crowd.

He touched the black mask on his face. It made him look stupid, but it was totally worth it; some of the girls didn't look at him as closely as they would.

"Riku." He didn't move. He heard someone sigh in irritation, and gripped his shoulders to turn him around. He looked at the person, and his jaw dropped.

A blonde girl with a short, silvery-blue strapless dress and a matching mask stood before him. He concentrated. Beyond the mask she bore a striking resemblance to…

"Namine?" He asked, still staring. She blushed, and put a finger on his lips.

"Not so loud, idiot!" She hissed, "You think I want my dad to recognize me?"

I took her finger off my mouth, and asked with a smirk,

"Aren't you supposed to dress up as the little modest and distant princess?" She glared.

"I'm sick of being the little angel. Besides…" She trailed off and looked around. They were in a fairly empty corner of the ballroom, with no one within hearing distance. She put her hand on his arm. "I wanted to tell you—"

"Riku!!!" They both looked up to see Kiki, dressed in a short, acid-green dress standing with her hands on her hips. "What are you doing here? And who the hell are you?" She asked in irritation, seeing Namine. She quickly turned back to Riku.

Bitch. Namine thought.

"I thought you were going to stay with me during the dance." Kiki pouted. Namine drew back her hand like she had been burned.

Riku's POV

Great, she found me. That just makes my day. I thought gloomily. I noticed that Namine had drawn back from me, and was looking at me in shock and something else I couldn't identify. I wanted to explain that I didn't want to stay with Kiki, but I knew that she probably wouldn't believe me, and Kiki would probably take out her fury at dismissal at my hands on Namine.

Kiki smiled, gripped my hand, and batted her eyelashes at me.

"First dance?" She purred. I remained expressionless, and tried to contain my nausea.

She took my silence as acceptance, and pulled me out to the center of the room.

I didn't resist.

Namine's POV

I stood, frozen, in that corner. A tear slid down my cheek as I realized that Riku wasn't even objecting to Kiki's touch.

I walked calmly out to the garden outside the glass doors and sat down. My chest felt empty, and I felt cold.

So cold…

I was right about Riku when I was younger: he's a total jerk.

Another tear trickled down my face.

Or is this just how heartbreak feels?

I wiped my eyes and clenched my fists.

I was done crying over Riku; he was probably unreachable.

But that didn't mean Kiki couldn't be damaged.

So cold…

I tore my mask off, and stomped on it.

Okay, reading that last part, I guess that you cankill me. That is one heck of a cliffhanger. Haha, heehee, I'm gonna go hide in a closet now...

*hiding in closet*

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