A friend and I have been doing a RP for a while now, and it has been scattered across several threads on two different sites. It started as a group story (about fast food of all things ) but then it transformed into something else entirely.

 

We request that nobody join in this RP or post anything on this thread; if you wanna say how awesome we are, message us some other way.

 

Um...You're free to read this for fun if you want to, but this thread has major Birth By Sleep spoilers. And since we've been doing this for a while, we will probably refer to things we've done in the past and you will have no idea what we're talking about. So if you want to save yourself from confusion, then you probably wanna stay away. If not, hey, whatever.

 

The plot was discussed and posted on another website, but here's a quick summary of the whole thing: It's the return of Xehanort.

 

Characters:

Peanut: Sora, Namine, Leon, Aerith, King Mickey, Terra, Ventus, Xehanort, etc.

Forever Love: Riku, Kairi, Roxas, Yuffie, Aqua, Vanitus, Tron, etc.

 

I believe I've said everything that needs to be said...Forever Love, let's get this show on the road, eh?

Sora chuckled and laid down next to Kairi on his side, his arm going across her stomach and just sitting there. He gazed at her from his spot, amusement shining in his eyes. He didn't know what that was all about, but she was cute when she was breathless from tickle-torture.

Kairi turned her head, her blue eyes finding those that belonged to the person she loved. "That wasn't how my intervention was supposed to go," she said with a small pout. Sora wasn't supposed to get her back!

Sora smiled softly at his girl, lifting his hand off her stomach and lightly touching her lower lip so that the pout would disappear. "I don't know what you were expecting, goof," he said lightly. "Of course I wasn't going to let you get away with ambushing me like that." She was crazy if she expected him to just let her go after that ruthless tickling.

Kairi felt Sora's thumb go over her lower lip, and she pulled it back slowly. She stared at him with sad eyes. "You were too wrapped up in that game of yours," she said softly. He hadn't even unpacked his clothes yet.

Sora blinked at the words, his smile fading away as his hand sat in the small bit of space between him and Kairi. "...I'm sorry," he said softly. That was all that he could think to say. He should have paid more attention to Kairi and he knew it. He just thought it was okay to leave her alone for a little while, but apparently he was wrong.

Kairi shook her head slightly, though she didn't say anything. She knew Sora was genuine with his apology, and she knew he wouldn't ignore her on purpose. She partially blamed Roxas for buying the game in the first place, but at least Sora was happy. That was what mattered.

"I'm yours the rest of the night," Sora promised softly. The game would be around another day. And so would Kairi, but Kairi was different. Even if he spent every waking moment with her every day of his life, he wouldn't get enough of her. No way was he willingly going to neglect her.

Kairi smiled softly, though she did feel a bit guilty. She lifted a hand, setting it gently on Sora's cheek. "You know something? You might just get lucky," she told him quietly. "I might want to learn how to play that game." She said it with a lighthearted smile, knowing that if she wanted to "learn", he would have an excuse to play. It would be fun for him, and that mattered most to Kairi.

Sora hummed quietly, lifting his hand and lightly tapping Kairi on the nose with one of his fingers. "I'll teach you tomorrow, then," he said softly. He realized she was probably just humoring him by saying she wanted to learn. That was sweet, but for tonight, he would do what she wanted. The game could wait till another day.

Kairi couldn't help but smile weakly. "...I love you," she said then, the words leaving her without thought. She really did, and she hoped Sora knew that. He was so good to her.

"I love you too," Sora responded quietly, a small smile on his lips. He loved her more than he could ever love any girl; she was the only one for him. She always would be, as long as they both lived. He would hold and protect her heart forever.

Kairi leaned up slightly, keeping her hand on Sora's cheek as she placed a gentle kiss to his lips. Christmas with him this morning had been wonderful, and now they had several days to spend together...and with their friends. It would be great.

Sora gently kissed Kairi back, his hand finding her waist as his eyes shut. As he kissed her, he couldn't help but wonder how Roxas and Namine turned out. Was she still running away from him? He doubted it; it wasn't that large of a house that their chase would still be going on now.

As the kiss went on, Kairi's hand gently moved through Sora's spikes to rest there. They'd had plenty of romantic moments, but she always adored whatever she could get from him.

 

Roxas had Namine cornered in the back of the house, his hands on either wall as she stood directly in front of him, against the corner where the walls met. "Game over," he said with a smirk. She was trapped.

Namine bit down on her lip nervously, realizing that she was pinned. "Roxas...please don't..." she pleaded, giving him her puppy-dog eyes. She didn't want to be tickled. All that she wanted was to get him away from the video game. And now that she succeeded, she realized her actions may have had another consequence. Was he going to tickle her...?

Roxas's smirk faltered, and he closed his eyes, shaking his head. "Nope, that's not gonna work," he told her, also convincing himself. Her pout would not work against him. He'd built up a resistence.

Namine shook her head faintly, lifting her arms and wrapping them around Roxas's neck. "Please?" she asked quietly, her lower lip out even if he wasn't looking at her. She really didn't want to get tickled; he knew how much she hated that. It wasn't any fun since she was more ticklish than he was. She'd fallen off furniture before because of being tickled.

Roxas felt Namine's slender arms around his neck and he opened his eyes, only to sigh. "Namine," he whined. Why did she have to wear that look? It was unfair!

"Yes?" Namine said quietly, her look not faltering as her eyes locked onto Roxas's. Please don't tickle me. Please, please don't tickle me... If he did, then she would get revenge for it tomorrow. Surely they would all have snowball fights tomorrow; he would face her wrath then if he tickled her now.

Roxas pouted himself, closing his eyes and sighing. "Why are you so cute?" he mumbled lowly, disappointed. He couldn't get her back now! She used that puppy pout against him again. No matter how much he tried to convince himself that he could resist, he just couldn't. When Namine wore that pout, she got what she wanted.

Namine found herself smiling softly, the girl leaning her forehead against Roxas's when she realized that he gave up. "I just am," she said softly to Roxas's question, though she realized that it was probably a rhetorical question.

Roxas kept up his act, frowning. "Darn you," he said softly. "You and that pout get me every time." It was ridiculous how just a look could make him crumble, but it did. Namine was too cute when she made that face. He just couldn't help it.

Namine shook her head faintly, her eyes shut. "Not every time," she said softly. She remembered a few times where she tried giving him the look but it backfired on her. She was just glad that now wasn't one of those times. She would never want to be tickled, that was for sure.

"Most of the time," Roxas said in agreement. "You're too good at it." He opened his eyes, his frown turning upside down. "...But I love it all the same." It was adorable. Namine was adorable, whether she made the face or not. She had him wrapped around her little finger from the moment he met her.

Namine smiled softly, unaware that Roxas's eyes were open. "Glad to hear it," she said quietly. She didn't give him that look too often, since he had to get his way every now and then. And besides, if she used the look too often, it would probably lose its power. That wasn't a good thing at all.