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Who: Sora and Kairi (and Axel if he wants to be a creeper)
What: Training!
When: After this petters out.
Where: Barracks
Summary: They get out of the house and go train... it's pretty simple, really
Rating: Sheesh, these two (or three)? PG at most.

Sora had rolled off his bed and grabbed his heavy jacket, gloves, and hat after shutting his journal, tossing it aside and heading out the door pretty quickly. He wasn't angry at Axel - maybe kind of annoyed a little, but not angry; Axel was just pretty good at being irritating. But he really did calm down quickly, and the really cold trip out to the barracks helped that along a lot, even when taken at a full sprint.

He wasn't sure where Kairi'd been when that whole conversation started up, so as he walked in the door and pulled off his hat, he was looking around for her. "Kairi? You here?"

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He'd actually been farther from the barracks than her, but he'd sprinted top speed cross-country. Sora turned and grinned as she walked in, tossing his warm gloves to join his coat and hat in a corner. "Nah, I just got here myself. It's too cold to stay outside now." Then again, all of winter was like that. He wanted his palm trees again.

After growing up on the islands with Sora and Riku (and not to mention following them to different worlds), Kairi was used to running long distances at top speeds. Adding her own gloves and coat to the pile in the corner then, she merely smiled at that.

"Oh good. And yeah, I know what you mean. Kind of makes you miss the islands, doesn't it?" It was like she had read his mind; either that, or she just really missed the warm weather too. Even though she had been in Luceti for almost a year according to the calendar, the snow was still rather strange to her just as it had been last winter.

He'd been in snow, traveled through it, fought in it, but he'd never lived in snow, and it was showing. "Yeah," was Sora's emphatic reaction as he stretched out his arms to loosen them up, shaking them out after he'd pushed them out about as far as they could go. "I mean, home aside and everything, it's warm there. Even the gummi ship was warm, but this place isn't gonna be for another three or four months." He's gonna be a Soracicle by that point.

She could have easily said something along the lines of, 'Well, we'll just have to keep each other warm' just to see Sora's reaction, but his comment threw her off-guard. Giving him a skeptical look, she changed her mind.

"The gummi ship? You can't tell me that thing had a heater in it."

"Space is cold, why wouldn't it?" Why wouldn't it indeed. And with one last shake of his arms, he was ready to go. "So, you ready?" he asked, holding out a hand and calling up the Keyblade with its usual flash.

"I guess that makes sense," she said after a bit. After all, it was probably better to agree with Sora than try to think on it too much. She eyed the Keyblade carefully before looking back at him. "Are you going to let me train with the Keyblade this time?" She almost sounded hopeful.

Sora grinned and held it out to her, offering the hilt almost casually. "Why not? It helps, you know - sort of tells you how to fight. I know I couldn't've done some of the stuff I did otherwise." So, hopefully this would translate to Kairi, even though this wasn't her Keyblade. "You did great against those Shadows without practice, after all."

She wasted no time in grasping the hilt of the weapon, praying it would stay materialized in her hand. When it stayed, she tightened her grip just a bit, nodding in agreement. "Thanks. I think if I actually have practice, I'll really be able to help out here." Stepping back away from Sora, she gave a few test swings with the Keyblade. They were nowhere near as fluid as Sora's own, or even Riku's own swings using a wooden sword, but it was still something.

Sora didn't doubt it'd stay - she'd already handled it before a couple of times, after all. He just stepped back out of the way of her swings before she really got going, and nodded.

"...Yeah, I think it helps. I mean, that's a lot more together than it was last time we used the fake swords. It's not something you should count on, but anything helps, right?"

She continued with a few practice swings, keeping her grip tight so the weapon didn't go flying.

"Yeah, anything helps," she echoed, slowing down her swings. "What else do you think I should try with it?"

"Blocking." It was definitely an easy answer, and Sora went over to get one of the practice swords out of a rack on the wall. He was fully confident in his ability to dodge her attacks - she just wasn't that good yet. But she would be, he'd make sure of that. "And attacking against someone blocking. 'Cause a lot of fighting is trying to get around your opponent's weapon."

So Sora went over and stood in front of her, sword held in his usual ready position. "Okay, attack me, about at my ribs."

Kairi followed him with her eyes, watching as he grabbed one of the swords and giving him a skeptical look. He wanted her...to attack his ribs?

"Sora, are you sure this is a good idea?" She looked back and forth between the practice sword and the Keyblade. How exactly was he supposed to block with that?

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He'd gotten a very blunt metal weapon - even given how strong the Keyblade was, it wasn't going to break the sword. Especially not with Kairi swinging it this early on in her training. Sora just grinned. "Yeah, don't worry, just swing at me. I'll block it and show you how that works, then you can try and go for my head."

He'd be fine! He was a lot faster than her, after all.

Despite the fact it was metal, she still wasn't too sure about how well it'd hold up against the Keyblade. "Your head?" This really wasn't too surprising to her the longer she thought about it. She had grown up watching Sora and Riku spar with each other all the time. However, she couldn't help but wonder how much head trauma would be caused if the Keyblade connected with the brunet's skull.

Heaving the Keyblade up a little higher, she put herself into an attacking stance before swinging the weapon at Sora's, hoping he was really ready to block it.

"Yeah, it's a good target!"

Yes, he'd gone around beating a lot of stuff in the head. Don't think about it too much, it'll just be weird.

Sora waited, waited - watching her torso, which was weirder and weirder the longer he did it - and was easily ready to move when she swung. His sword came up to block it, one arm protecting his face and shoulders, the other guarding his ribs with the sword in front. The Keyblade clanged into the sword and he called out, "Great! Hold it!"

He waited a moment just to make sure the Keyblade wasn't suddenly going to swing away, then he nodded to the sword with his head. "See how it's in front of me? You can't get to my body like that, so I'm pretty protected right now, and I can shove it away and attack you instead if I wanna."

Kairi really just assumed Sora has a thick skull and a whole lot of hair to cushion the impact.

As she held the Keyblade up against Sora's sword, she visibly relaxed upon realizing she hadn't hit him in the chest. She waited for further instructions as Sora explained what was going on.

"Gotcha," she replied, taking note of the sword's position. She then suddenly grinned. "But you wouldn't attack me, would you?"

Yes, trust in your teacher, Kairi. He knows what he's doing, sometimes.

And Sora grinned at that question, pulling his sword away from the Keyblade. "I could, but I'd always win, and where's the fun in that?" He was definitely teasing, and he propped the sword on one shoulder in a mode of complete self-confidence. "Gotta let you have a victory sometime, after all."

Only sometimes. Sora's kind of a derp anyway.

She lowered the Keyblade back down, merely smirking at that response. "You think so huh?" She stepped closer to him, just staring him down with that same small smirk. "How nice of you to allow me victories, oh great teacher Sora."

"If you don't have some, you're never gonna have confidence!" He grinned wider, letting the sword drape down and his arm lie over the hilt instead of holding it. "That'd be pretty bad, you know, if one of the Keyblade Masters didn't have the guts to use it, right?"

They still teased each other - it was awesome. And a whooole lot of fun.

No matter how much they may have changed, or how different their relationship was, she could never resist the urge to tease and poke fun at him. Boyfriend or not, Sora was still one of her best friends above all things.

"What's this about not having the guts?" She leaned against the Keyblade, poking him square in the chest. "I think you're the one who doesn't have the guts to fight me."

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And the day they couldn't laugh together was the day one of them wasn't themselves anymore.

Sora was still grinning as he raised a hand to defend himself from her poking with his free hand, blocking hers as it came in for more. "Hey, I've got plenty of guts. I'd fight you, no problem!" And the grin widened. "I'd just win."

It made things more comfortable, knowing that they could fall back onto their old habits without it effecting either of them. She wouldn't have it any other way.

"Oh, I don't know about that," she teased him further, leaning in even closer. "I've been getting some lessons from a pretty good teacher." She didn't move again, just watching for his reaction. "I could easily kick your butt. Then what?"

Yeah, neither would he.

His reaction? He didn't move, still grinning. "Yeah? That teacher tell you anything about when not to fight?" She was really close, and he was actually pretty close to laughing. They weren't typical, that was sure - they were a lot more fun that way.

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She chose not to lean in any closer, just staying beyond his reach. "I don't think we got that far in the lessons." The way her lips were quirking up was a sure indication that she was trying her best not to laugh right then as well. It made her feel better about the previous conversation the two of them had with Axel, at least.

Hey, he wasn't really taking that convo seriously, despite how he reacted earlier. Though they probably did need to talk about it at some point. "He'd probably say something like 'There's gonna be times when it's better not to attack, and you've gotta learn to recognize them.' He'd be right, too, even if he didn't do it all that good himself." Sora's shoulders were starting to shake just a little - they were really, really silly and he knew it.

But it was too much fun.