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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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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.

At some point, probably, but not right now anyway. "Oh yeah? And what do you think he'd give as examples of those times?" she pressed on, knowing it wouldn't be long before one of them cracked. Still, she wasn't going to give up their little game just yet.

"He'd probably talk about when he put down his weapon to try and tell this guy in a black cloak who liked to talk a lot a lot that the darkness wasn't evil and that it and the light weren't supposed to be enemies. That didn't really work out so well, though."

He wasn't moving... he wasn't gonna move... That was just her imagination that he was leaning in a little, still grinning and still starting to hold back a laugh.

"I think I remember a time similar to that. Not attacking seemed to work out for him all right."

She lifted an eyebrow in an almost-challenging manner, unable to contain the slight laugh that slipped past her lips. But still she didn't move, not quite anyway. Everything had to be a competition.

"Yeah, well, I think you missed the part where he started ripping up buildings and trying to throw them at your teacher. That was kinda dangerous when you think about it."

...Yeah, he was going to laugh. Sora's grin was widening, it was getting harder to keep it in, and- okay, yeah, it was impossible.

So in order to stop from laughing right in her face, and because he wanted to do it anyway, Sora finally leaned in to kiss her for real.

Yeah, okay, so she could count this as her own personal victory. She didn't have to initiate the kiss, but she still got what she wanted anyway. Loosening her grip on the Keyblade, she stepped in that tiny bit closer as she kissed him back.

It wasn't as if kissing Sora were anything new; really, it was more the fact they never had the chance to without feeling awkward knowing Riku could walk in on them like that one time. At least, that's what her reasoning was. Right now it didn't matter though.

No, it didn't - Riku wasn't there. They were both really careful not to be overt when he was around, or could be - sometimes they'd sprawl on the couch holding hands, but that was about it. So sometimes they needed to get away, just for a little.

His arm holding up the sword came down at last to dangle by his side, but his left hand reached for hers to lock their fingers together. It still wasn't the Best Kiss Ever, bu it was theirs, and at least it wasn't nearly as awkward as their first kiss.

The awkward period had passed quite a while ago for them, she liked to think. She didn't object to the fingers suddenly intertwining with hers as she gripped just a little tighter.

It was nice, really, just to be able to enjoy the display of affection without having to worry if somebody would walk in or whose feelings might get hurt. That was the last thing she wanted, but she did want some time with Sora to herself. That wasn't much to ask, right? She didn't think so.

He didn't think so, either - or he wouldn't have done it.

But then something intruded on Sora's memory and his eyes opened, wide, before he pulled back. "Just a sec, okay?" The sword was dropped on the floor as he moved quickly to his jacket, crouching down to pull something out of a pocket. This was probably the best chance they'd have, and she'd definitely waited long enough.

A few moments later and Sora turned around again, walking back to her and holding out a small light blue box. "I know it's kind of later than we thought it'd be, but... Merry Christmas, Kairi."

At first when Sora pulled back, she was a bit alarmed at his sudden reaction. She then realized he was just being Sora and his brain had moved forward. She watched as he dropped what he was holding and dug through his jacket, opening her mouth to question him but choosing not to worry about it just yet.

When he returned with the box however, her eyes lit up in recognition. She remembered Sora had wanted to give her his present in private, but she couldn't really think of what would cause that. Taking the box, she carefully opened it...

...and just stared at the necklace that was coiled inside the box. She allowed herself a few minutes to really examine the link chain, the intricate silver pieces of the pendant that guarded a light blue stone. She wasn't sure what was more surprising to her, that it was a beautiful necklace, or that it came from Sora himself.

"...I love it," she said flat-out, looking up from the box finally. "Sora it's gorgeous."

This wasn't... really something a best friend would give. At least not a guy. "You really like it? I just saw it in the shop and it looked like something you'd like." ...Yeah, he'd been nervous about it. It was kind of a big step in some ways - it was a lot more serious gift than he'd ever given her. Definitely not a starfish or a seashell.

"Go on, try it on," Sora urged when she kept staring. He grinned at her. "Don't you wanna know what it looks like?"

Riku had given her a bracelet for Christmas. She had loved the thought behind that and the bracelet itself was pretty, but Kairi knew that Sora's present was on a whole different level. Sentimental value was heavily implied with the necklace and as she looked at it again, she started to think over the past gifts Sora had given her over the years of their friendship. Growing up on the islands, and just being kids, they never really had enough money for expensive or even just nicer things to give to each other. More often than not, Sora's presents to her were cool things he found on the beach or something he made. She knew it was silly to think she could possibly break it just by wearing it, but she was still hesitant to take it out of the box.

"Here," she said, first handing him the Keyblade she was still leaning on. Once she passed it off, she took it out of the box and swept her hair out of the way, clasping the necklace onto her neck.

"What do you think?"

Those kid-presents had been fine - she'd usually given similar stuff, too. It was just the way it worked as kids. But since this place didn't need money, they could be a little more ...extravagant. As long as it wasn't stepping over any of their lines - not even the Riku ones, but their own personal lines. Moving too fast, or whatever.

Sora barely even took the Keyblade before he let it go and dissolve back into nothingness, slowly smiling at her as she put it on. "I think you're still a lot prettier."

Had it been a ring, Kairi would have felt like some sorts of lines were crossed...but the necklace was fine. It was a little more personal than a bracelet, but not too personal.

She suddenly looked at him in surprise with the compliment, blinking a bit. "...was that supposed to be a line?" She tried to joke, but the flustered expression was a dead-giveaway that she really hadn't been expecting that.

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