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Mar. 11th, 2007 04:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rahmiFandom: Kingdom Hearts
Characters: Sora, Kairi, Riku
Pairings: OT3
Drabble 11: Happy
It takes Sora a while to figure that Riku had disappeared; he couldn’t tell if that said something for his observation skills, or if he should be worried that Riku had somehow managed to use the portals again to escape from prom hell. In his defence, his tie was doing its very best to choke the living daylights out of him and no amount of fiddling was managing to loosen it. He had a reason to be distracted.
Regardless, though, Kairi was still standing off to the side with a little smile on her face, shaking her head and sipping daintily from the glass of punch Riku had been getting the last time Sora saw him, and he figured it was probably better to go keep her from exploding than it was to contemplate his slipping skills.
“Hey,” he told her when he managed to sidle through all the bodies without actually touching a single one (and Riku had smirked at him when he stood by the door and gaped at all the people dry humping each other, but, dammit, that was not dancing and he had no desire to get a stray pair of boobs shoved in his face, thanks.)
“Riku’s hiding in the bathroom,” Kairi said, downing the rest of her punch as she turned a blinding smile on him, “The girls are scaring him,” which Sora could believe; girls had been really weird around Riku since they’d come back and he’d pouted about it at least once a week, “Do you want to dance with me?”
For a minute, Sora’s brain was stuck on an image of Kairi mashing her chest or butt against him enthusiastically, and he kind of blinked and winced. He wouldn’t have minded Kairi breasts, mostly because they were Kairi’s and Kairi was hot, but he had a feeling that her dress would not be up to the vigorous… movement.
If the thought of anyone else seeing Kairi’s nipples (like he’d already seen a few other girl’s) made him homicidal, he was pretty sure that Riku would dark firaga everyone and be done with it.
“Err,” he finally said, “I don’t know how to dance?”
“We can go outside, if you want,” Kairi muttered as she dumped her cup in the nearest trashcan and grabbed him by the hand. Sora had the sneaking suspicion that she wasn’t listening to a word he said. “They’ll be less people farther away from the music.”
Outside was quieter. And people seemed to actually be dancing to the music, instead of having sex, so that was a plus. Still, though… “You came with Riku. People are going to call you names if they see you dancing with me.”
“Let them,” she said, and threw her arms around his neck, “We only have a few weeks of school left anyway. It’s not going to kill me.”
“Mmm.” Sora let his hands rest on her small hips and kind of started to sway to the thumping beat coming from inside. He let the silence last for a long minute, pulling faces at the gaping girls inside who had to be wondering why Kairi would be dancing with him when she had Riku (bah, they'd be doubly pissed if they knew that Sora had two gorgeous people and they had none) and trying to tell himself optimistically that he was not suffocating to death in his formal wear, then said, “You know, I kind of dreamed about dancing with you, before we all found each other again.”
He stared up at the overcast night while she snorted indelicately into her bare arm and grinned when he saw something move on the roof. “I did. You were a lot smaller, though.”
“You’re just short,” Kairi said, glancing up where he was looking. She smothered a smile into his chest when she saw the same movement he had, and kind of waved one arm at the roof. “And, what, no dancing with Riku? I bet he’d even let you lead, if you asked nicely.”
"I don't even have to ask," he said, voice pitched loud enough that it would carry to the skulking figure on the roof, "He wants me to lead."
He and Kairi both smiled at each other when Riku's voice drifted down to them, mildly offended and haughty, "That was once, Sora, and some freak had just hit me because you were too slow to get out of the way."
Kairi put a finger to her lips, then dropped her voice into a kind of poor imitation of Sora's own and said, "Come down here and say that, you coward!"
"I don't want to get anywhere near you people and your alcohol addiction."
Kairi dropped her impression of him, which Sora was grateful for, and scowled up at where the shadows were glinting with silver. "I wanted one glass of the punch, Riku. One. I don't even think anyone spiked it."
Riku snorted back at her, and dropped unexpectedly from the roof to the far left of where Sora was sure he'd been.
There was a general shriek from inside as the school populace reacted to what they must have thought was a dead body being flung off the roof, Sora figured, but it quited as soon as they realized that, no, it was just one of the slightly freaky kids. And then the girls proceeded to drool again, and Sora burst out laughing when at least five of them bravely detached themselves from their friends and started their way.
Riku shot the girls a look full of horror and slunk behind Sora, ducking down like it was possible to hide all six feet of him behind a (significantly, to his forever shame) shorter Sora. Yeah, right.
"You know that's not going to work, right?" he asked when Riku's face pushed into the back of his hair, "They can still see you."
Riku just pushed against his head even harder and whispered, "Make them go away." Sora shivered as his lips moved softly across the nape of his neck and exchanged an amused look with Kairi. Yeah. He could make them go away. Right. He'd rather fight a pack of heartless than figure out what to say to make a gaggle of girls back away from one of his significant others.
So it was awesome that his other significant other was Kairi, who could.
"Dance with us," Kairi demanded, reaching around him to grab onto Riku's arms, "They'll leave you alone if you're dancing with us." She pulled on Riku's wrists, hard, until Riku had to bend nearly in half to stay upright and Sora had to bend with him to keep from getting brained with Riku's chin. "Come on, you goof, dance with us."
It was definately one of the weirder moments in his life, Sora decided. He pouted down at Kairi's head when she finally released Riku enough that he could straighten up and curl his arms around the both of them; he hated being shorter than Riku. Hated it.
Especially when Riku rested his chin against the top of his head and chuckled low, like he knew exactly what Sora was thinking.
"You know, if you keep annoying Sora, he might just run away and leave you here to deal with them," Kairi waved one hand at the gaping girls hovering in the door before returning it to Riku's arm, "While he goes and has some ice cream."
There was a long moment of silence, a moment where all three of them swayed together and craned their head's sideways to watch the way half of the "dancers" (Sora saw another flash of nipple and grimaced) stared at them, then Riku groaned and dropped his head onto Sora's shoulder. "Do you just want to go get ice cream?"
Kairi abruptly pushed at Sora's chest, sending him jerking back into Riku, who just adjusted his stance to take his weight without even grunting (show off). She crowded into him a moment later, sweet smelling and hot, and rested her elbows on his shoulders as she linked her fingers behind Riku's neck.
"This is okay too, isn't it?" she asked, sounding suddenly like she had back when being a Princess was more literal than it should have been. Sora looked down at her, in her pink dress (not bubblegum pink though) and the intricate corsage he was going to tease Riku about finding just as soon as the night was over, and felt his heart constrict.
And, yeah, it was kind of weird to be watching a bunch of people watch them (while trying desperately to convince himself that the people weren't actually having sex on the dance floor), but Riku was solid at his back and Kairi was soft against his chest, and it could have been a lot worse.
There could have been heartless behind him and heartless ahead of him, and only the vague promise of home and friends to look forward to.
"Yeah, this is okay."
Riku made a frustrated sound behind him, but it was lacking any bite and a minute later one of his hands came up and loosened Sora's tie with an easy, thoughtless grace. "Fine," Riku said, giving the tie one last quick twist that almost pulled it completely free and let Sora take his first free breath of the evening, "We can dance."
Characters: Sora, Kairi, Riku
Pairings: OT3
Drabble 11: Happy
It takes Sora a while to figure that Riku had disappeared; he couldn’t tell if that said something for his observation skills, or if he should be worried that Riku had somehow managed to use the portals again to escape from prom hell. In his defence, his tie was doing its very best to choke the living daylights out of him and no amount of fiddling was managing to loosen it. He had a reason to be distracted.
Regardless, though, Kairi was still standing off to the side with a little smile on her face, shaking her head and sipping daintily from the glass of punch Riku had been getting the last time Sora saw him, and he figured it was probably better to go keep her from exploding than it was to contemplate his slipping skills.
“Hey,” he told her when he managed to sidle through all the bodies without actually touching a single one (and Riku had smirked at him when he stood by the door and gaped at all the people dry humping each other, but, dammit, that was not dancing and he had no desire to get a stray pair of boobs shoved in his face, thanks.)
“Riku’s hiding in the bathroom,” Kairi said, downing the rest of her punch as she turned a blinding smile on him, “The girls are scaring him,” which Sora could believe; girls had been really weird around Riku since they’d come back and he’d pouted about it at least once a week, “Do you want to dance with me?”
For a minute, Sora’s brain was stuck on an image of Kairi mashing her chest or butt against him enthusiastically, and he kind of blinked and winced. He wouldn’t have minded Kairi breasts, mostly because they were Kairi’s and Kairi was hot, but he had a feeling that her dress would not be up to the vigorous… movement.
If the thought of anyone else seeing Kairi’s nipples (like he’d already seen a few other girl’s) made him homicidal, he was pretty sure that Riku would dark firaga everyone and be done with it.
“Err,” he finally said, “I don’t know how to dance?”
“We can go outside, if you want,” Kairi muttered as she dumped her cup in the nearest trashcan and grabbed him by the hand. Sora had the sneaking suspicion that she wasn’t listening to a word he said. “They’ll be less people farther away from the music.”
Outside was quieter. And people seemed to actually be dancing to the music, instead of having sex, so that was a plus. Still, though… “You came with Riku. People are going to call you names if they see you dancing with me.”
“Let them,” she said, and threw her arms around his neck, “We only have a few weeks of school left anyway. It’s not going to kill me.”
“Mmm.” Sora let his hands rest on her small hips and kind of started to sway to the thumping beat coming from inside. He let the silence last for a long minute, pulling faces at the gaping girls inside who had to be wondering why Kairi would be dancing with him when she had Riku (bah, they'd be doubly pissed if they knew that Sora had two gorgeous people and they had none) and trying to tell himself optimistically that he was not suffocating to death in his formal wear, then said, “You know, I kind of dreamed about dancing with you, before we all found each other again.”
He stared up at the overcast night while she snorted indelicately into her bare arm and grinned when he saw something move on the roof. “I did. You were a lot smaller, though.”
“You’re just short,” Kairi said, glancing up where he was looking. She smothered a smile into his chest when she saw the same movement he had, and kind of waved one arm at the roof. “And, what, no dancing with Riku? I bet he’d even let you lead, if you asked nicely.”
"I don't even have to ask," he said, voice pitched loud enough that it would carry to the skulking figure on the roof, "He wants me to lead."
He and Kairi both smiled at each other when Riku's voice drifted down to them, mildly offended and haughty, "That was once, Sora, and some freak had just hit me because you were too slow to get out of the way."
Kairi put a finger to her lips, then dropped her voice into a kind of poor imitation of Sora's own and said, "Come down here and say that, you coward!"
"I don't want to get anywhere near you people and your alcohol addiction."
Kairi dropped her impression of him, which Sora was grateful for, and scowled up at where the shadows were glinting with silver. "I wanted one glass of the punch, Riku. One. I don't even think anyone spiked it."
Riku snorted back at her, and dropped unexpectedly from the roof to the far left of where Sora was sure he'd been.
There was a general shriek from inside as the school populace reacted to what they must have thought was a dead body being flung off the roof, Sora figured, but it quited as soon as they realized that, no, it was just one of the slightly freaky kids. And then the girls proceeded to drool again, and Sora burst out laughing when at least five of them bravely detached themselves from their friends and started their way.
Riku shot the girls a look full of horror and slunk behind Sora, ducking down like it was possible to hide all six feet of him behind a (significantly, to his forever shame) shorter Sora. Yeah, right.
"You know that's not going to work, right?" he asked when Riku's face pushed into the back of his hair, "They can still see you."
Riku just pushed against his head even harder and whispered, "Make them go away." Sora shivered as his lips moved softly across the nape of his neck and exchanged an amused look with Kairi. Yeah. He could make them go away. Right. He'd rather fight a pack of heartless than figure out what to say to make a gaggle of girls back away from one of his significant others.
So it was awesome that his other significant other was Kairi, who could.
"Dance with us," Kairi demanded, reaching around him to grab onto Riku's arms, "They'll leave you alone if you're dancing with us." She pulled on Riku's wrists, hard, until Riku had to bend nearly in half to stay upright and Sora had to bend with him to keep from getting brained with Riku's chin. "Come on, you goof, dance with us."
It was definately one of the weirder moments in his life, Sora decided. He pouted down at Kairi's head when she finally released Riku enough that he could straighten up and curl his arms around the both of them; he hated being shorter than Riku. Hated it.
Especially when Riku rested his chin against the top of his head and chuckled low, like he knew exactly what Sora was thinking.
"You know, if you keep annoying Sora, he might just run away and leave you here to deal with them," Kairi waved one hand at the gaping girls hovering in the door before returning it to Riku's arm, "While he goes and has some ice cream."
There was a long moment of silence, a moment where all three of them swayed together and craned their head's sideways to watch the way half of the "dancers" (Sora saw another flash of nipple and grimaced) stared at them, then Riku groaned and dropped his head onto Sora's shoulder. "Do you just want to go get ice cream?"
Kairi abruptly pushed at Sora's chest, sending him jerking back into Riku, who just adjusted his stance to take his weight without even grunting (show off). She crowded into him a moment later, sweet smelling and hot, and rested her elbows on his shoulders as she linked her fingers behind Riku's neck.
"This is okay too, isn't it?" she asked, sounding suddenly like she had back when being a Princess was more literal than it should have been. Sora looked down at her, in her pink dress (not bubblegum pink though) and the intricate corsage he was going to tease Riku about finding just as soon as the night was over, and felt his heart constrict.
And, yeah, it was kind of weird to be watching a bunch of people watch them (while trying desperately to convince himself that the people weren't actually having sex on the dance floor), but Riku was solid at his back and Kairi was soft against his chest, and it could have been a lot worse.
There could have been heartless behind him and heartless ahead of him, and only the vague promise of home and friends to look forward to.
"Yeah, this is okay."
Riku made a frustrated sound behind him, but it was lacking any bite and a minute later one of his hands came up and loosened Sora's tie with an easy, thoughtless grace. "Fine," Riku said, giving the tie one last quick twist that almost pulled it completely free and let Sora take his first free breath of the evening, "We can dance."
