aoi hoshi

Naminé was the first to notice Kairi's absence and went to find her friend. "Kairi?" she called, blue eyes darting around as she wandered from room to room. It was understandable she would be so upset. Sora's defensiveness of Kairi was expected, but the temperament that accompanied it was not.

Riku followed close behind Light. What was Sora thinking? In some ways, it was hard to believe that this was Sora at all. His friend was usually so cheerful and not exactly prone to fist fights. He could only gather that this whole mess has something to do with Kairi, and if there was anything in the worlds that could possibly set his friend off, it would be something happening to her. "Let's just go, alright? Whatever happened isn't worth it, Sora." Sora shook his head but relented, his once coiled muscles loosening. "You're right. He's not worth it. But..." Sora paused to look the drunkard dead in the eye, "If you ever say anything to Kairi again, even about her...I won't hold back."

Sora hit the ground hard, and the wind was knocked right out of him. But I can't give up. Sora was pinned for only a moment before regaining his breath and offering a sharp kick to his opponent. He fed off of the crowd's eager chants and his heart's own darkness as he then assaulted the tipsy drunk with a barrage of well-aimed punches. Hurting Kairi was unforgivable. He should be doing this, right?

Blood trailed down the corner of Sora's mouth as he staggered back. This guy had a better punch than he had anticipated. Still not anywhere near as bad as the Organization. Sora moved his head before another punch could be thrown at him and grabbed onto the guy's arm before swinging him towards the punch bowl. "Kairi? Roxas?" Naminé looked between the two of them before grabbing onto his arm. "What are you doing? We can't let them keep fighting like this!" Sora's heart...it's so full of anger right now. I'm afraid of what he might do, even if it's to protect Kairi.

Sora nodded to Roxas, silently thanking his other. "Blindfolded." He moved quickly, landing a swift kick to the guy's abdomen. "Be careful!" Naminé called out. She better find Kairi. This fight was likely to get bloody.

"Don't worry, Kairi," Sora said before his fiery gaze focused back on his opponent, "I haven't even gotten warmed up yet." His fingers itched for his keyblade. Just one hit. One hit would take this guy out. "Okay..." Naminé bit her lip and wrung her hands together worriedly. What if this turned into some kind of brawl? To think anyone would still be holding onto the memory of that...flyer though. It made Naminé sick.

Without hesitation, Sora punched the guy in the jaw. The collision itself wasn't audible over the music, but the loud gasps from their growing audience were. "Shut up! You don't know anything about her!" "Sora...Roxas, we have to help!" Naminé exclaimed. Seeing Sora like that. So angry...she hadn't seen that in a long time. Not since Xehanort...

Sora calmed a little Kairi's touch but still maintained his glare. "Yeah, well, and now it's time to go. C'mon, Kai."

Sora narrowed his eyes at the guy and pulled Kairi away and behind him. "Dude, what's you problem?"

Sora led the way with ease, weaving through the throngs of dancers until he could spot two familiar blondes ahead. "I think I found them!" Naminé dipped her head shyly. "Well, you did amazing." She hoped he didn't notice the blush blossoming across her cheeks at his touch.

"Someone needs to," Sora joked back, shaking his head. Even before the final battle with Xehanort, Sora had seen how much Naminé had meant to Roxas. His memories spoke volumes. As their display did just now too. "Wanna go find them?" Naminé blushed and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "I don't know about that...You were pretty impressive out there yourself." How did he always manage to make her heart flutter this much?

Naminé looked down at him softly and touched the side of his face. Even dressed as a god, he was still her knight in shining armor. She wasn't sure what the audience thought then, seeing them together like that, but Naminé didn't care. The announcer cleared his throat after a moment, signalling them to leave. When they left the stage, Naminé clasped her hands together excitedly. "I think they really liked us!"

Sora whooped enthusiastically as he saw their friends come on the stage. They both looked awesome! "You really outdid yourself, Kai!" Genuinely, Sira would be surprised if someone else won. The crowd loved them! Naminé felt shaky as she walked towards the center of the stage. Her heart pounded loudly, and briefly, she wondered if it would burst out of her chest. When Roxas motioned to her, Naminé wasn't entirely sure what to do. The cheers of the crowd intensified, so she blew a small kiss--the gesture the first thing her mind could think of in the moment--before doing the same to Roxas.

Sora felt a tingle race up his arm at the contact as he followed Kairi to their seats near the front. "I don't think they'll have too much competition," Sora comments out of the side of his mouth as the guy in the banana costumes passes by. Naminé smiled at the gesture and gave his hand a gentle squeeze. "We can do this."

"Heh, probably not too far off," Sora snickered. Though, it did make him happy to see his best friend in a good, committed relationship.