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Ken kept hearing about taking a chance and just doing what you want to do.
So he did that.
And right now, as he kissed Sora on the lips, he felt that he did something right for once. He wanted to kiss her and he did. He could feel how soft her lips were and the tingling coolness along with the smell let him know that she had a minty chap stick on.
It was refreshing and warm and felt so so nice...
He pulled away, his hands still on her upper arms. He had a charming smile on his face as she put a hand to her lips as her eyes stared at him, the brown orbs focused on his face for the first time.
"Sora," he said with relief.
However, he began to frown when her eyes watered.
She stepped out of his hold as she shook her head. "Why, Ken?" she pitifully asked. The slight moisture in her eyes were now two full pools of tears. "Why?"
Before he could respond, she turned away from him and ran off.
Well, that hadn't been anticipated, he numbly thought.
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Sora was in the girls' bathroom over by the sink.
The faucet ran as she rubbed her lips with hand soap and as she scooped some water the soap began to foam. She hadn't expected that kiss from her friend.
Well, friend-that-has-a-crush-on-me.
Did that mean they weren't friends anymore?
She whimpered, the thought of losing a friend making her cry even more. It was bad enough that her first kiss hadn't been Leon as she had been hoping for; now she lost one of her oldest friends to top it all off.
Wrong face, wrong eyes, wrong lips...
Everything was just wrong.
She paused in cleaning her lips as she bawled out.
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The afternoon came at a crawling pace.
May, having seen the whole drama played out, sought out Ken for some head smacking after her training session. Entertainment-wise, she thought the stuff was golden. Personally, though...
That was another issue.
She found him in the tech box with his customary headphones and speaker piece for him to communicate with the rest of the stage.
"Ok, that light looks good," Ken said as he checked off stage light Number 8 as ok. "Now turn on Number 9. I think that one was glitching yester -" Ken's head pitched forward as something hit the back of his head, his headphones slipping off of him and crashing onto the floor. "Ouch!"
"That's for being a moron," May flatly said when he turned around to face her. Before letting him talk, she slapped him across the face for good measure. "And that's for being selfish."
Ken put a hand on his stinging cheek. "What in the world is wrong with you?!"
"You stole the words right out of my mouth," she quipped with a haughty tilt of her chin.
"You're crazy!" he yelled out. "What did I do to you?"
She looked at her nails. "I got a whole book on that, but that's for another time." She looked up at him, seeing the quizzical expression on his face. "What were you thinking kissing Sora?"
"You were spying on me?!"
She rolled her eyes. "You were hardly in private, you idiot. Who the hell didn't see you two kissing?" She tilted her head as a thought came to her. "Leon probably didn't see it or else he would have kicked your sorry butt away from her, lack of dating skills or not."
"What?" The last part of May's statement confused him.
She waved it away. "Sora's taking it pretty hard, so I suggest you go and apologize."
"No," he frowned. "That would be like taking it back, but I don't." Ken crossed his arms. "Besides, it's not like she's not used to kissing already. She'll be fine."
"No she won't," May bit out. "You don't just steal a girl's first kiss, simpleton. Even my brothers know that!"
That made Ken gape. "W-What?" He quickly narrowed his eyes in suspicion. "I highly doubt that was her first kiss, especially with Leon around her."
"I stopped her from trying to bleach her lips clean," May dryly stated. "I'm pretty sure that was her first kiss and she clearly didn't want it from you."
May stopped talking, waiting for him to respond.
"I'm her first kiss," he quietly said, the beginnings of a smile on his face. "I am, not Leon."
"You brat," May darkly muttered as she ran a hand over her face. She was finding it hard to see why she was interested in the carrot top at the moment. "That doesn't mean anything if she didn't want it."
Ken snapped out of his triumph with her words. "Of course it does! That means she'll remember it because it was her first kiss!"
Wordlessly, May gripped the front of his shirt and kissed him.
Hard.
When she released him, his face was bright red.
"T-That was your - " he cut himself off in embarrassment as he recalled what she had done.
"That was my first kiss," May arrogantly told him, "And by your reaction, I bet that was your first French kiss." She whirled around on her heel, having done what she came to do. "Now you'll remember that," she crowed out loud, "and so will I."
She sauntered out of the tech box and Ken realized that she was devastatingly right.
He'd be hard pressed not to remember a kiss like that.
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AN: And karma strikes back. Or rather, May. XD