The Spy Who Loved Me
Sora sat at home twiddling the black remote control that was in his hand. As usual, there was nothing to watch on TV. The Zanarkand Abes had just won the World Blitzball Association championship a few days ago. He had watched every minute of the game including all of the victory parade and post interviews with Wakka and Tidus. In fact, he had taped this historical moment to cherish all his life and to avoid buying the special collectors DVD which sold at outrageous prices. Sora pushed aside the green bowl of unfinished potato chips that sat idly on his brown coffee table and rested his feet on the now vacant space. Leaning back, he tossed aside the remote after turning off the tube and lazily drifted off to sleep. However before could fully doze off, his telephone rang. Groaning, Sora slid his feet off the table and pathetically pushed himself off the couch. He muttered complaints as he dragged himself into the kitchen where the phone was. Taking the receiver, he pressed the 'TALK' button and spoke into it.
"Hey Sora," a sweet, tender, female voice on the other end greeted.
Sora furrowed his eyebrows thinking of where he had heard that voice before. It wasn't Selphie on the other line. Her greetings were more of a "Hey Sora guess what?" kind of thing and Aerith always said a soft "Hello" when answering the phone. It wasn't his mom and he was pretty sure he didn't have a sister.
"Um…hello," Sora answered back. "Uh…who's this?"
"Guess," the person giggled.
Sora scratched his head. He was never good at guessing games.
"Who? What? No."
"Try again Sherlock," the voice playfully said.
"I give up."
"Oh come on and I thought you were a pretty good spy."
Sora bit his lip as he took a tracer bug out of his pocket and slipped it over the phone line. He reattached it to the wall and a caller ID came up. There was a devious smile on his face as he finally knew the name of this mysterious caller. This will teach her not to mess with me, he thought.
"Namine!" Sora triumphantly exclaimed.
"No, you lazy bum. It's Kairi! Don't tell me you've forgotten me all of a sudden!?"
Kairi. Right. The same girl with the fiery red hair and the soft blue eyes whose voice could calm storms and lighten spirits. Or, she was the pretty young girl with the bright, sweet smile who hung onto Sora's arm, never letting go after he had saved her from imprisonment. That Kairi? Believe it!
"No, no. I haven't forgotten you," he quickly said hoping to cover for his mistake. "So, how have you been?"
"I'm fine. At least there aren't black dressed lunatics chasing me around."
Sora looked down at his clothing remembering that all his outfits were black. He then also remember all the times he had been spying, or in Roxas' view, stalking, following her around like a shadow. Then there was one time Riku had called him weird for taking such unnecessary, time wasting, unproductive naps.
"Um…you're not talking about me, specifically, right?" Sora shyly asked.
"Of course not, silly," Kairi playfully responded. "You're not a stalker. You're a spy."
"Oh. Ok," Sora said feeling a whole lot better about himself.
"Any who, I was just wondering if you'd want to go get dinner sometime. I feel it's the least I can do after you saved me and stuff," Kairi proposed.
It was a good thing she didn't ask Sora face to face. God knows how horrible that would have turned out. Though it was just an everyday, friend to friend conversation, Kairi couldn't help but feel the butterflies go wild in her tummy. She held her breath hoping that Sora would say yes.
Sora smiled widely but stopped himself from answering too quickly. He had to play this out with style. Besides, he had to be cool about it. Blinking a few times, he thought of how Pierce Brosnan would have handled this situation.
"Hm…" Sora started out.
Kairi could feel her heart spazz out. It wasn't the answer she was expecting and it clearly threw her off guard. She held her breath again as she waited for his answer. It was killing her softly. Kairi wasn't one for drama or suspense.
"Um…Sure. Dinner sounds great," Sora answered with a sly smile on his face.
Kairi stifled a squeal of delight passing it off as a fake cough as she refrained from jumping up and down in excitement. Feeling herself calm down a bit, she cleared her throat and went on with the conversation.
"So…um…how does tonight sound?" she asked.
"Sounds great, actually. Do you have a place in mind?"
"I was thinking the Monsieur Sebastian's."
"Classy, aren't we," Sora implied. He had a sly look on his face, his eyebrows arched in dramatic fashion. "I'll pick you up at 7:00?"
With that Kairi hung up the phone. She took a deep sigh of relief as she let out a triumphant yell that could be heard for miles. Kairi gracefully fell back on her soft bed hugging her favorite stuffed animal as she thought about tonight. A small smile was on her face.
Kairi sat at her dresser staring intriguely at her reflection. Her red shoulder length hair was parted to the left exposing her ivory vanilla neck which bore her usual necklace that was handed to her from her grandmother. She didn't remember the scene all to well; she was but a small child no older than eight years old. However, she wore the necklace religiously and hardly ever took it off. Digging through her satin pink jewelry box, she took out a pair of stud earrings. The pink gemstones glistened in the light. She hardly wore any jewelry aside from her necklace but she felt now was a good reason, if there ever was one. Attaching one to her right, ear, she then brushed aside her hair to the other side to put the remaining one on. She smiled after she had finished.
Butterflies started fluttering in her tummy knowing that Sora would be here in ten minutes. She didn't bother checking her makeup, she hardly wore any aside from a dab of blush. Lip balm covered her lips and that was it. Flipping her hair, she stood up straightening her pink dress. Kairi raced into her living room and strapped on her shoes. She then looked at herself one last time in the mirror. Turning a full 360 degrees, she inspected herself with a critical eye; she wanted to look absolutely perfect. Her shoulder instantly perked up as her door buzzer rang. Her breathing started to get faster from anxiousness. Quickly checking the time, she figured that Sora was at the door. Taking a deep breath, she briskly walked to the door and gently opened it. What she saw instantly took her breath away.
Sora stood across from her with a small bouquet in his hands. His hair was still untameable and his usual grin was on his face. However, his smile quickly vanished as his eyes witnessed the angel, Kairi. His jaw hit the floor and he hoped he wasn't drooling.
"Hi, Sora," Kairi said as she took the bouquet of flowers. "Oh my gosh, I love orchids!"
She brought the flowers up to her nose and inhaled deeply. They smelled really good as if they were freshly picked from the garden. The pink flowers matched her personality well, actually. Soft, pretty, gentle- they all could have been used to describe her.
Sora smiled as he rubbed the back of his neck. He'd have to thank Selphie later on.
"Oh goodness, I am so sorry. Come on in," Kairi said as she took his arm and led him into her home. "Could I get you anything? Water? Soda?"
"No, I'm fine. Thank you," Sora said. "We had better get going though. We have reservations for 7:30."
He straightened his black jacket over his shoulders as he led the way out of the room.
"By the way, you look great tonight."
Kairi blushed at the simple compliment, her face as pink as her dress. Feeling embarassed, she turned her head down as she followed Sora out of the building. He looks nice, too, she thought.
Sora entered the parking lot with his keys in hand. His other hand was around Kairi's waist as he looked around for his car. Hoping no one was around, he pressed the button on his key remote. Two blinking yellow lights flashed behind them. Kairi turned around and this time, it was her jaw that dropped as she feasted her eyes on an Ashton Martin.
"Whoa, what a ride," Kairi whispered to herself.
"Yeah, thanks. My friend, Cid is a mechanics wiz," he said opening the passenger seat door. "After you."
Kairi smiled as she placed her hand in his and gently lowered herself into the black leather seat. She was a sucker for chivalry and awesome cars.
Sora got into the car and closed the door shut. Putting the key into the ignition, he fired up the engine and let it roar. Kairi squeaked as the car came to life. Sora sensed her surprise and he sent her a reasurring smile.
Putting the car into first gear, they drove off into the night.
I should get myself a car like this Kairi thought to herself. It runs smooth, like Sora. A blush came on her face and she immediately hit herself for her immature thinking. Kairi looked out the window at the passing lights. They were driving at a pretty fast rate, yet Kairi felt safe here. She rested her arm on the armrest but she acidentally came in contact with Sora's arm. She pulled back quickly hoping that she didn't knock Sora's hand off the stick.
"I'm really sorry."
"Don't worry about it. There's not much arm room in here, you know. If you want you could put your hand on the stick. That will give you more room to rest your arm."
Sora lifted his hand of the stick and Kairi put her hand on top of it. She could feel the roar of the engine and she could feel the power run through her body. She definitely needed to get a car like this- maybe in pink with a convertible roof. Sora placed his hand on top of Kairi's as he changed gear. Kairi blushed as she felt Sora's warm hand on top of hers. His hand was unbelievable soft despite the fighting that acompanied his job. She felt no roughness or callousness in his touch.
"You know that was pretty slick," she said.
Sora smiled as he turned to her. "I know."
Sora and Kairi approached the restaurant and was met by the valet boy. Sora stepped out of the car and opened the door for Kairi to get out. The valet boy approached the car, his eyes wide as the ocean as he marvelled at the car. Sora smiled as he placed a hand on the boy's shoulder. "Keep it under 100," he said as he tipped the boy 50 munny.
Kairi grabbed on to Sora's arm as they entered the restaurant. There was a waiter waiting on them at the door and he bowed as he extended his hand to the vacant table on the other side of the room. Taking two menus and a pad of paper and pen that he shoved into his coat pocket, he led the way. Sora took out the seat for Kairi who sat down and the waiter handed them the menu.
"Is there anything I could get you to drink?" the waiter asked with a thick accent.
"Water is fine," Kairi said as she turned her attention to Sora.
"Virgin martini. Shaken, not stirrred."
"Very well, sir," the waiter said as he turned around and left the table.
"You drink, Sora?" Kairi asked.
"No. That's why I ordered a virgin."
Kairi rolled her eyes playfully.
"I wanted to try it," the brunette said.
He turned his attention to the menu wondering what was good. The pork roast sounded really appetizing but when was the last time he had prime rib? Thinking about it for a second, he didn't want to freak Kairi out. Chicken alfredo was also available. Decisions, decisions.
Kairi, on the other hand, had an easier time choosing. Her eyes scanned the menu from front to back and she immediately choose the herb-crusted salmon salad.
"Are you ready?" the waiter said. A pad of paper and pen was in his hand. "Miss?"
"I'll have the herb-crusted salmon salad."
"And for you, sir?"
"What do you recommend?" Sora asked. He still couldn't make up his and hopefully the waiter would provide some helpful insight.
"I personally like the prime rib."
Sora looked at him blankly. He figured the waiter would say that.
"Hm...yeah. I'll take that then."
"How would you like it?"
"Horseraddish sauce on the side?"
"Butter, chives, or sour cream on your potato?"
Dinner went without a hitch. Feeling very satisfied with his steak, Sora inhaled deeply as he gulped down the last of his beverage. Apparently the virgin martini had too much lemon in it and he had to settle for water to drown out the sour taste. Tossing a peppermint in his mouth, he suck on the treat as he waited for Kairi to finish her meal. He smiled as he watched her eat. It was rude to stare, he knew, but he couldn't help it. She looked so innocent when she ate. Feeling Sora's gaze on her, Kairi wiped her face and looked up at Sora.
"Is there something wrong?"
"No everything is fine. Sorry for staring," he embarrassedly said.
Kairi smiled as he tossed aside her napkin. "Let's go take a walk!"
Sora shrugged as he paid for the dinner and he followed Kairi out. They walked across the street to the park and Kairi sat down on the bench. She patted the vacant space next to her and Sora obliged as he took a seat. Looking up into the night's sky, he inhaled the evening's air. He felt at peace and a calm, complacent look was etched on his face. However, his concentration was broken as he felt something land on his shoulder. He moved his gaze from the sky and found Kairi resting her head on his shoulder.
"Thanks," Kairi muttered.
"For what?" he asked.
"For everything. I mean, for saving me."
"No problem. It's what I do," he said as he closed the remaining gap that was between them.
Kairi lifted her head off his shoulder and Sora feigned a frown. He was enjoying that. Kairi looked into the eyes of her hero. A smile formed on her face as she traced down to his mouth. She felt a strong urge to lean in for a kiss but was hesitant. She didn't want to ruin the wonderful harmony and bliss by doing something really stupid.
Sora smiled softly as he leaned in closer almost mocking Kairi to meet him halfway. Feeling the pull of passion, Kairi slowly leaned in and closed her eyes. Sora stopped short as he placed a hand on Kairi's tender cheek. It was warm to the touch. Brushing aside her hair, he leaned in all the way as he kissed Kairi's lips. Kairi's eyes shot open as she felt the electricity but closed them as a gentle wave of warmth swept her away. She leaned in, inviting the passion to take control of senses. It had such a strong hold on her and she didn't want to pull away. However, Sora broke the kiss after what seemed like seconds and Kairi slowly opened her eyes. A blush covered her entire face but an addicting smile from Sora made her melt all over again. She fell back into Sora's arms, resting her head on his chest as they both looked up at the stars in the sky.
Up above a building, a hooded black figure peered through a pair binoculars at the couple. An unaffected look was on the person's face, clearly uninterested in the event that just happened. Feeling a vibration from his pocket, the person took out a communicator.
"Roxas. Don't you know better than to spy on a couple?" the voice said.
Roxas looked around and found Riku on a building across from his. A communicator was in his hand and that same ol' cocky smirk was on his face.
"Speak for yourself, buddy," Roxas snapped back,"what I'm interested in is that Ashton Martin. Sora had better not total it. I have a date with Namine next week!"
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