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Fuzzy Love - Complete	By : ColdSilence Category: Kingdom Hearts > Slash/Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 10245 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts or any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 9
- 10
- 11
Author: Cold Silence

E-Mail: writer.coldsilence@gmail.com

Pairings: Riku + Kairi + Sora, Sora x BHK. (BHK = Blonde Headed Kid from KH II)

Warnings: AU, Yaoi, Het, Furs. OOC Roxas due to the fandom personality he was given before information on his character was released with KH2.

Special Note: This fic has relationships with things that have tails. Also, this story was started before Roxas's name was revealed, hence why he is named differently in this fic. Don't worry though, this actually fits well with what I have planned for him in the end.

Disclaimer: All characters from Kingdom Hearts, Chain of Memories and Kingdom Hearts II is property of Tetsuya Nomura. God bless him.~

Fuzzy Love

-Chapter Ten-

"I haven't seen such shitty playing since that one legged kid tried out for soccer fifteen years ago. If I wanted a couple of pansies on the field, then I would be coaching the cheerleader team, not the %&*##* soccer team! My grandmother could have passed the ball with more power than you kids did today, and she's dead!"

It was Tuesday afternoon, and the soccer team had just finished its first game of the season. Sora was always going to remember today as the worst day of his life. Not only did Cid rip Dyne and himself a new one before the game for missing practice over the weekend, but once the match was over he singled them out again for another after game trashing.

"Sora, you played like you had a stick up your ass and you," Cid waved a finger at Dyne, "if you weren't so busy being cocky you might actually be out there making goals instead of wasting our time."

"Jesus Cid, it's not like we lost." Dyne looked particularly bored with this speech.

"You think winning is going to matter when you graduate from this school? Let me tell you something you little @*^&&*. When you play on my team, you give it all you got. Whether you 're losing or winning, you give 100% every single time, because when you get out of here," Cid pointed sideways towards the locker room's exit, "giving 100% is what is going to get you through life. Now get the hell out of my sight."

Painfully, Sora arose from the bench and hobbled off to his locker. Since that morning, throughout school, during the game and the speeches, all he could think about was how bad it hurt to be fucked for three days straight. Dyne had warned him that he would be feeling under the weather when the pheromones wore off, but he didn't say anything about the slow burn that was searing his ass.

The horror started in the morning. Sora woke up with pain, and when he used the bathroom he was horrified to find semen mixed in with the other ordinary stuff that usually came out of his body. It scared him to think that something may have been seriously injured inside of him, and he was humiliated at the mere thought of having to seek help from someone else to fix it. For the first time, the full gravity of what he'd done hit him full force. He wasn't a virgin anymore, he'd done it with his alien cat, and now he was surely going to die from internal injuries.

Dyne had assured him that everything was ok. Humans just weren't as elastic down there as Katinans were; the pain was just a bad reaction that would go away once Sora got used to Dyne's size. As for the filmy ejaculate that was leaking out his ass, that was something to be proud of for it was a sign of his mate's undying affection. Sora was not convinced.

Unfortunately, they had no choice but to come to school. His mom wasn't buying Sora's claim that he was sick, and it was very likely that Cid was going to come to the house himself and drag them out to play in the game. Therefore, Sora had to endure a grueling day of sitting uncomfortably in chairs and running himself raw on the soccer field. He felt taxed beyond belief, and it was only 5' o clock.

On the other hand, Dyne didn't suffer any aftereffects from their weekend romp at all. Instead, he felt sublimely happy and uplifted. He was content to spend the entire day shadowing Sora and adoring him secretly. When it came to the soccer match, Dyne barely put any effort into it because he honestly didn't care. The reason he joined in the first place was to get closer to Sora, and now that he achieved that goal he couldn't give a rat's ass about what Cid wanted.

Sora remained silent as he went to his locker to fetch his things. He wasn't going to bother showering because he was too tired and in too much pain to do it. After taking out his jacket, he checked the pockets to confirm that his missing cell phone was there. Touching it brought back memories of writhing in passion while Dyne sucked his cock until he came. His pet had very naughtily taken pictures without asking and then password protected them so that Sora couldn't delete his triumphant moment of finally making the boy cum.

Sora was going to throttle Dyne until he coughed up the password when he was feeling better. For now, he closed his locker and rested his head against it. He decided that this was a punishment. The pain, the speeches, the long never-ending day. It was all a punishment for being a sexual deviant. He believed that the pain in his body was radiating all the way down to his soul.

"You don't actually buy what that asshole said, do you?" Dyne was worried by the hopeless expression on Sora's face. "It was just one game, a game that we won anyway. It wasn't the end of the world."

"You don't understand." Sora pushed up from his locker. "Soccer is important. Its always been important to me."

"For what?" Agitation crept into Dyne's voice. "Just you can measure yourself up to Riku? Forget him!" In his opinion, Riku was now a thing of the past. Sora was his mate, so had no business thinking of Riku anymore.

"How can you tell me something like that? He's my best friend, he was here before you. And it's not even about that � I don't even know who I am anymore!" Thankfully, there wasn't anybody in the hallway to hear the way Sora's voice was escalating in volume. Since Cid had taken an extra long time to chew them out, most of the kids had already cleared out of the school building.

To answer Sora's question, Dyne squared his shoulders and puffed up his chest as if he had the fur to give it a good effect. "You are Sora," he stated with utmost conviction, "and you are the Alpha of our family to be."

"What does that mean?" Sora felt as if the world were spinning. God, he was hurting. "Does that mean you're my boyfriend now?"

"If you want to put it in human terms," Dyne paused as he tried to think of a good word to match what an Alpha meant in Sora's language. "You are now my husband."

............. HUSBAND. Sora stared at Dyne as if he was insane. "Y-you're crazy! I'm not your husband! I'm too young to be married, this is crazy!" Sora hastily gathered his things and began walking stiffly away.

"Where are you going?" Dyne's voice was laced with demand as he doggedly followed Sora down the hallway.

"I promised I'd see Riku do his first track meet today."

"Did you listen to a thing I just said?" Dyne grabbed the hooded part of Sora's jacket. "I said forget Riku! What matters is us. We should be thinking of where to go from here. Let go of who you were in the past and stop being afraid. You are an adult now!"

Hysterically, Sora fought off Dyne's grip until he was free. "I am not an adult! I'm fifteen years old! I'm fifteen! I'm not anyone's husband, I don't know the first thing about starting a family, and I shouldn't even be having sex. But I did because I'm stupid and now it hurts, it hurts so bad!"

"Sora." Sora turned his face away, and Dyne stepped closer to get into the boy's field of vision again. "Sora, you're only spazzing because you didn't think it was going to hurt. Your body is fine, your ass is just rug burned, that's all. When you feel better, you'll wish we could do it all over again."

Sora made a disgusted sound. To his ears, it sounded like Dyne was boasting, even if he wasn't. "Shut up! Just go away. I don't want to see your face anymore."

Dyne most certainly did not want to go away. He wanted Sora to stop being childish and take up the mantle of being the new head of their family. Unfortunately, what he wanted was now secondary to Sora's wishes. The new bond he had with his mate told him that if their family didn't succeed, then he would lose all sense of his identity. That was the terrible truth of the Estrus, which came to him with alarming clarity after he woke up that morning. Who he was before he united with Sora was an incomplete being, a shadow of a true cat. Without Sora, he was a nobody. Their hearts were irreversibly connected, and if anything happened to hurt that connection then Dyne would be doomed to live out his life as a meaningless existence. A mere shell.

That was why all cats obeyed their first mates. They feared the spiritual annihilation that would occur if their lovers ever rejected them. Since Dyne had abandoned everything, his world, his people, even some of his customs, all he had left to define himself was Sora. As a result, his fear of an existential existence was tenfold.

"Fine. I'll leave. But just remember when you see Riku that it was MY cock that tanned your ass red and it's MY cum that's spilling out of you even now."

With that, Dyne marched off, leaving a very livid Sora behind.

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By the time Sora arrived to the track field, most of the bleachers were taken. The same spectators that were there to see the soccer game had all walked over to watch the track meet. If there was anything their school didn't lack, it was pride in their athletic teams. It wasn't all that surprising considering that there wasn't much to do on Destiny Islands. A minor sports game was the equivalent of a Super Bowl to the islanders.

Despite the crowd, Sora was able to sit at the very front of the bleachers both by virtue of being part of the soccer team and the fact that Tidus had saved him a seat. As soon as Tidus saw the incredibly bad mood that Sora was in, he scooted off to the side so that there was two feet of space between them.

At Sora's stare, Tidus explained his action in a matter of fact of voice, "Just don't want to get mauled."

Sora didn't even grace him with an answer. He turned back to the field, where the cheerleaders were preparing for their last job of the day. Kairi was staring in his direction, and when their eyes met she took the initiative to walk over to her friend.

"Are you alright? You looked like you were hurting during the game today."

There was no mistaking the note of concern in Kairi's voice. Sora could feel Tidus looking at him, which only made him feel more embarrassed. Everyone was noticing that he was in pain. They didn't know why, but they could see that he did something. "I pulled a hamstring."

"Oh Sora. Wait right there, I have just the thing for you." Kairi left to go converse with Selphie, leaving Sora to deal with Tidus's comments alone.

"A hamstring huh? I knew there had to be something like that going on. You were totally off your game today man. It's not like you Sora."

No, Sora supposed that it wasn't like him at all. At that point, Kairi returned with a bottle of pills in her hand. She offered it to the boy. "Take these, it'll make you feel better."

"What's this?" Sora took the bottle from Kairi and turned it around to read the label.

"Ibuprofen. Only take one every 4 hours and it'll make the pain go away."

"Waiiiiiiit a minute. Is that girl medicine?" Tidus eyed the bottle of pills as if he expected it to come alive and bite Sora's hand.

"Shut up Tidus! You're such a little kid." Kairi glared at the blonde. She hated it when boys treated menstruation like it was something evil. Yes it was painful, annoying and disgusting at times, but nothing defined her as a woman greater than the physical burden she had to bear every month.

Just then, the crowd went up in a cheer, and it was no wonder: Riku was now on the field. Kairi rejoined the other cheerleaders so that they could begin The Riku Routine � a special cheer that had been created for the school's star athlete.

Sora quickly gulped down one of the pills and tried to ignore the way it made his throat burn. He mentally pushed everything Dyne said out of his mind so that he could support Riku, but found it incredibly hard. It was unfair to have to choose between his friendships and his relationships. If only Dyne would understand that he cared about his friends as much as he did for his lover.

Little did Sora know, Dyne understood that perfectly, and found it to be a major problem.

Riku walked to the starting line where he went through the motions of checking his shoes and doing his stretches. He seemed to be entirely self-absorbed in preparations for the run, which was normal for him. No one was aware of the dark storm that had clouded his heart since the heartbreaking discovery he made the day before.

The events that came after the race began were a blur to Riku. The starting whistle cut through the air like a shrill scream and he took off running. The cheerleaders, the other contestants, the people on the bleachers and the track beneath his feet mixed together in a kaleidoscope of color, and he didn't realize that it was because there was a sheen of tears over his eyes. Like a distant dream, the people in the bleachers stood up. He thought he saw Sora standing among them, his eyes wide and face slack with disbelief.

After Riku crossed the finish line, his run deteriorated to a leisurely walk. He didn't stick around to talk to anyone or even acknowledge the crowd, he simply left the field for the locker rooms. There was no reason to run anymore.

The track field was aghast with disbelief. Riku�

Riku had lost.

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Once in the locker room, Riku grabbed his duffel bag and slung it over his shoulders. The door to his locker was slammed closed, and when he looked up he found that Sora was standing speechlessly a few feet away.

Riku started to walk in the opposite direction.

"Riku!"

Riku paused in his tracks, back towards his best friend.

Sora didn't know what to say. Riku had never lost at anything in his life. Winning was always so important to him, especially when it came to sports because he was working hard to get a scholarship for college. Sora was afraid to even mention what happened on the track field. "Can I walk you home?"

A lifetime ago, Riku would have been happy to hear the question. He would have hoped like a fool that their walk home had more possibilities and meanings in them than simple companionship. However, now he knew the truth, and it made him feel like he was going to die.

"No." Riku resumed leaving the vicinity. "Go home. That's what you really want."

Never before had the gulf between them seemed so wide and vast. Sora remained riveted to his spot, and wondered what he had done to make his best friend so cold towards him.

Outside, Riku found someone else lying in wait for him. Kairi detached herself from the side of the building, still wearing her cheerleading uniform and a worried expression on her face. Riku didn't say anything to her, instead he walked past her on his way home.

That wasn't enough to deter Kairi. She walked quickly to catch up to him and tried to catch his eyes despite the fact that Riku was determined to look straight ahead. "I couldn't care less about the race. I want to know what's going on with you."

"It's nothing."

"Nothing? Is that all you have to say? You call what happened out there nothing?"

There was no answer on Riku's part. Kairi attempted to latch onto Riku's arm to make him stop walking, but she was rudely shoved away. Such a harsh reaction from her friend stung.

"I guess I'm nothing to you too, huh Riku?" Kairi angrily shoved hair that became tousled from the shove away from her face.

Riku stopped walking and let out a sigh. He really didn't want to deal with this right now. Moreover, if he told Kairi the truth, she would be doomed to feel as rejected and worthless as he did. He wouldn't wish that for any of his friends.

"Kairi." Riku turned to her and placed his palm on her head. "Thank you, but I need to be alone. I don't want to be a jerk, but I am right now and that's why I need to be away."

"You are a jerk." Still, Kairi didn't push Riku's hand away in the same way he had done to her. "It's only because we're friends that I can forgive it just this once. But I won't forgive it twice."

"I'm sorry." Riku dropped his palm back to his side. "It won't happen again, I promise." There was a pause between them as the gravity of that promise sank in. "I have to go. I'll see you later."

"Ok." Kairi folded her arms across her chest as she watched Riku walk off for a little bit. After a few moments she turned to head home herself. There was more going on here than meets the eye, but she couldn't do anything about it while Riku was unwilling to talk. So she let him go, for now.

For the most part, Riku made it home without incident. The only thing that bothered him was a blonde lady that was grinning at him as she leaned up against a nearby telephone pole. Riku glared at her; there was nothing worth smiling like that for. He wasn't sure if there would ever be anything to smile about ever again.

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Ibuprofen did wonders that Sora was grateful for. The walk home wasn't too painful, but there were no magic pills that would take care of his loneliness. He wished that he could have spent some time with Kairi, but he couldn't find her after his meeting with Riku. It was just as well; Sora knew that he would not be able to answer Kairi's questions when she realized that there was more going on with him than just pain. Another option was to go sulk on the play island, but he wasn't up to doing all that rowing. In the end, since he didn't want to run into anyone else he knew from school, home was the only resort.

Sora didn't know if it was the medication or not, but as he walked down the road to his house he began to notice things that he never had before. The palm trees seemed taller, his neighbors looked older, and the shoreline looked shorter. There was a certain group of children that was always roughhousing in the playground; cute kids that were no bigger than Sora's knees. Now they were up to his waist, and they played organized games like cops and robbers, or pirate ship.

When did things change so much? Had he been asleep all this time and only now woken up? In the morning when he had taken his shower, he looked down at his hands and wondered when they got so big. He washed his limbs and found that his biceps and thighs had become thick. He rubbed his chest and back and felt how compact the muscles of his torso were for the first time. His hands passed over his pubis and genitals, and he tested the looseness of his foreskin, the girth of his cock, the weight of his balls and the course nest of hair they resided in.

I don't know who I am anymore.

Is this really me?

Even his home had not escaped change. Once, it held a family of three, and then it was only two, and now it was two plus one stranger. Cloud was there in the driveway when Sora arrived, and he gave the boy a friendly wave before returning to whatever he was doing with his car.

The realization of how much things have changed, both outside and within, left Sora in a surreal mood. When he entered his bedroom, it was to find Dyne perched on his windowsill in feline form, where he had most likely waited patiently for his new mate to finally come home.

Sora didn't have the strength to be mad anymore. Somewhere between the harsh words and the walk home, he'd shed his anger and arrived at his doorstep feeling as if he were a detached balloon about to float into oblivion. He knelt down on the floor, emotionally exhausted, and uttered his defeat in a tired voice.

"I don't want to fight anymore."

The cat perched on the window dropped to the floor and languidly went to rub its whiskers across Sora's knees. Sora bent forwards so that he could nuzzle his nose against Dyne's yellow fur, a gesture that was rewarded with a purr. Slowly, Sora turned his body sideways until he was lying on the ground, and his cat dutifully curled up against his chest.

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There are many different types of pain. Some are sudden and consuming, whereas others occur as a sharp prick that quickly goes forgotten despite the damage that had been done. The pain that came from Sora's relationship with Riku was like that; after the initial hurt Sora quickly forgot about it even though the damage it did to his heart was insidious and festering.

Forgetting happened naturally because of the distraction that Dyne had become in Sora's life. It was his first relationship, and even though he was wary about having sex again because of how painful it had been afterwards, he was not averse to exploring the possibilities of romance with his new lover. Holding hands, kissing, petting, cuddling, mouthing, whispering; they became the pearls of their secret relationship and everyday they were polished to a shine.

Sora learned not to take Dyne's insistence on making a family too seriously. For one, it was biologically impossible to have kittens the way that Dyne someday dreamed of them doing. As for being Alpha, he wasn't entirely sure what that meant except that it put him in charge of their family. Sora supposed that he could consider the both of them as a two-person family, and in a way, he kind of liked that.

The only thing unnerving about being the Alpha was Dyne's sudden obedience to everything he said. Sora rarely gave orders unless it was really important, and his mate seemed happy to live that way. There was just one rule that Dyne never wanted to follow, and that was to quit his constant flirting with Kairi. It bothered Sora to see it, even though at the end of the day, he was always assured that Dyne still liked him when he got to crawl into bed with his pet.

Everyone noticed how contented and happy Sora was lately. Kairi wondered if he finally broke through the cloud that had covered him since his father's death, a thought that made her feel very happy for her friend. Riku, on the other hand, couldn't stand to see Sora's bliss, so he was absent from many of their gatherings. He didn't come to the crash site anymore, and he never called.

There was just one other person who knew the truth, and she watched her son prance about the house on cloud nine with growing trepidation. Nessa answered every phone call in hopes of hearing the voice of the female that had stolen her son's innocence. She waited on the porch when Sora came home with a wide smile and sharp eyes to see if she could spy the new girlfriend walking beside him. Everyday, Sora's mom hinted that Sora could bring his friends to dinner anytime he wanted, and that he could talk to her about anything. She didn't know what bothered her more, the fact that Sora was now sexually active or that he wasn't willing to bring this mystery girl to meet his family.

Since Nessa was obviously very bothered by it, Cloud made good on his promise and cornered Sora for The Talk. It happened one Sunday morning when they were both eating breakfast in the kitchen. Sora had sat down to a healthy bowl of Cheerios and bananas, and Dyne was lovingly walking between his legs with his tail hooked over the boy's bare ankles. Cloud sat across from them with a bagel covered in jam and a steaming cup of tea.

"How's school?" It was always best to start nonchalantly. Cloud took a sip of his drink while eyeing Sora over the rim.

"School's great. The Homecoming Dance is tomorrow."

"Are you going to the game?"

"Nah, I stopped going to the football games when Riku quit the team."

Now, to go in for the kill. "I see. Have a date to the dance?"

Sora rolled his eyes at the question. "Yeah, I'm stuck with Selphie. Kairi is going with someone else this year."

"Is Selphie your girlfriend?"

"Ew, no! She's too crazy to be anybody's girlfriend." It was a mean thing to say, but it was true. If Selphie weren't such a nutcase, she would probably get a lot more attention from guys.

Sora's reaction nearly made Cloud raise a brow. If Selphie wasn't Sora's girlfriend, then why was he taking her to the dance? It made Cloud wonder about the virtue of the person that Sora was really with. "Then you haven't dated anyone yet."

"No." Sora's voice came a little more subdued then he intended, and the way he dropped his eyes gave away the lie. Despite all his practice, he still had a ways to go before mastering how to keep his own secrets.

"It's nothing to be ashamed about." Cloud placed his cup of tea on the table so that he could give Sora his full attention. "Whoever she is, your mother would like to meet her."

"But there isn't anybody!" A sharp nip to Sora's toe reminded him that Dyne was listening and did not appreciate not being acknowledged in the house.

"I'm not stupid, and neither is your mother. We know, Sora." When Sora blanched, Cloud knew that he had the kid right where he wanted him. "What worries us most is whether you are using protection."

Oh god. If the ground could open up and swallow Sora right then and there then he would be grateful. This was the most embarrassing moment he'd ever had to endure in his entire life. "What do you mean 'us'? What do you care what I do?"

"I care because you're a good kid and I would hate to see that go to waste. I also care that you don't ruin a girl's life because neither of you were careful."

For the next hour and a half � the longest that Sora had ever heard Cloud talk - he was lectured on relationships, sex, alternatives to sex, contraception, pregnancy, the places on the island that he could go to for assistance, STDs, what his mother's health insurance covered; and the heavy price that becoming emotionally involved can do to his grades, his future in college, and his hopes and dreams.

Although some of it didn't apply to Sora since his partner was male, he had no idea that there was so much more involved with sex than what happened in the bedroom. When the speech was finally over, he walked to his room feeling as if he had aged about twenty years in the past two hours. Ultimately, there was only one message that Cloud had been trying to send, and it was one that was very sobering: Adult pleasure comes with adult responsibility. If Sora had known about that beforehand, he might have hesitated more, but now that he had a taste he could never go back. He couldn't see his life ahead of him without intimacy, especially with Dyne sleeping in the same room. Celibacy now was impossibility.

"Humans are so complicated." Dyne's voice brought Sora out of his reverie. His pet was perched on the desk in human form. "And they live too long."

"What do you mean?"

Instead of answering Sora, Dyne continued asking questions while he preened his tail. "What is this college thing that surfer boy was talking about?"

"College?" Sora supposed that Dyne got interested in it when he overhead Cloud talking about it. "College, uhm. It's a place that you go to so you can learn lots of stuff. Like, how to be a doctor, or a scientist, or how to be a mechanic or even a detective. All kinds of things."

"It's like a caste system." Dyne's expression melted into wonderment. "Except you aren't born into it, you get to choose."

"Yeah, I guess it's like that." Sora flopped down on the bed and folded his hands behind his head.

"What caste do you want to belong to?"

"I dunno. Maybe I'll be an inventor, or do something where I can build stuff. I always liked making models."

Dyne was very quiet. Then, he left the chair so that he could walk over to the bed and lean over Sora. "I have decided. We will hold off on kittens until you have attended this college. Until then, I will select a second mate for us to bear our litter. That way, neither of our dreams will become lost."

"Dyne, I hate it break it to you but there aren't a lot of humans who are going to want to go out with an alien, much less an alien cat that already has a boyfriend. And don't even get me started on the kittens. Why do you always have to bring up finding someone else anyway? Am I not enough?"

Dyne chuckled as he swatted Sora's face with his tail. "Of course you're enough, that's why you are my First." It was just that in Dyne's opinion and culture, a family wasn't a family unless there was progeny. If they left no legacy then they would die for nothing. For that reason, he was determined to find a second mate that would make their family stronger and bear their kittens for them.

And unlike what Sora thought, Dyne did know someone who just might be open minded enough to give them a try.

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"Kairi! You better be wearing that perfume I bought you � remember, one spritz to the back of the neck, one at the boobs and two at the wrists!"

Sora's house was alive with activity on the night of the homecoming dance. Selphie showed up early wearing a strapless orange dress that came with an uneven skirt that was layered with dangling diamonds. She was pacing Sora's living room with his cell phone pressed to her ear, and every time she turned around the sequins of her dress slapped against the furniture.

In the bedroom, Sora was making sure that Dyne was well dressed for the occasion. They were going to be in the middle of a massive crowd and if anything happened to reveal Dyne's true identity then they were all going to be in trouble. His pet was dressed in a tan sports coat, a pair of gray slacks and vest, and a white shirt. The crowning glory of his outfit was a gray golf cap that Sora tucked over Dyne's cat ears. After finger combing the choppy layers of the catboy's hair down to the nape of his neck and cheeks, Dyne was ready for the night.

"You look so cool." Sora grinned at his lover, who winked back at him.

"I bet Kairi is going to kiss me for sure tonight."

That caused Sora go still for half a second, and then he gave Dyne a skeptical look. "Kairi wouldn't kiss you if you paid her."

"How about you? Would you kiss me if I paid you?"

In answer, Sora leaned forwards so to do just that, but Dyne quickly ducked out of range of Sora's mouth. "Sorry! These lips are Kairi's only.~"

Dyne received a dirty look in turn. Naturally, the catboy was only trying to get a rise out of Sora, but if it turned out that he wasn't kidding then he was going to be in a lot of trouble.

Since Dyne was already dressed, he slipped out of the bedroom; immediately earning a squeal of pleasure from Selphie once she spotted him. While he was pounced by the enthusiastic girl, Sora remained in his room so that he could give himself a final glance in the mirror. His mother lamented that he wouldn't cut his hair for the occasion, but he liked it long and that's the way it was going to stay. Instead, Sora arranged his spikes so that they were more slanted instead of set in the usual triangular pattern. He thought it looked nice, even if he said so himself.

His own attire was a lot more formal than Dyne's. He had a long tuxedo jacket in black that hung to his thighs and tended to flare out when he walked. A burnished orange vest and tie worn over a white shirt was specifically picked to compliment Selphie's dress, and a pair of black slacks finished the ensemble.

There was something about dressing nice for a party that made Sora feel as if he were turning into a prince for a night. Pleased with what he saw, Sora stepped out of his bedroom and was instantly assaulted by camera flashes and his mom's ecstatic cries.

"Honey, you look wonderful!"

"SORA!!!" Selphie instantly attached herself to his arm. "WHEN DID YOU GET SO HOT??? Kairi is going to be SO jealous!"

Dyne didn't say anything, but he was grinning at Sora in a way that made it obvious that he was picturing what it would be like to play with his tie. Specifically, while Sora was wearing only his tie.

"Did someone order a limo?" Cloud happened to peer out of the window in time to see a sleek black limousine pulling up beside the driveway.

"That would be me." Dyne waved his goodbye to everyone in the home before turning to amble out of the front door.

"He's riding a limo?" Sora gaped as he watched Dyne get escorted into the limousine by the driver. He didn't even know that Destiny Islands had a limousine service! "Why doesn't he give us a ride?"

"Because Kairi is getting on that limo and you're not allowed to see her dress until you're at the dance." Selphie grinned knowingly.

"Why?"

"It's a girl thing.~ Anyway, let's get going!"

Kairi must have been paying an arm and a leg for that limousine, because Sora was positive that Dyne was doing absolutely nothing to foot that bill. She had even bought him his outfit and paid his entrance fee. Sora didn't approve of any of it, but of course nobody listened to him when he protested.

After taking a few last minute pictures and saying goodbye to Nessa and Cloud, both Sora and Selphie walked arm in arm towards the school. Once they were out of the house, Sora breathed easier. He convinced his mom that Dyne was a friend from school who was meeting at his place to get dressed, and thankfully Selphie didn't say anything to incriminate them. The hardest part of the night was now over.

The dance was going to take place in the gymnasium, which had been decorated to reflect a "Night in the Clouds" theme. The music pumping over the speakers could be heard a block away, and many people were sitting on their doorsteps to watch the teenagers going to the dance walk past wearing beautiful gowns and elegant tuxedos.

In every party, there were those people who preferred to sit down and watch, those who hogged the refreshment table, those who stood in circles and just talked and those who ditched early to do less than savory things on the beach. Sora's group of friends was always the ones who were cutting up the dance floor.

It started when they were at their first party. Riku was a freshman in high school and he invited Sora to come along for moral support. Back then, they were too nervous to ask anyone to dance with them. However, sometime during that awkward night, Sora exchanged a look with Riku, and in that moment they realized how stupid it was to stand around and be scared. So they threw themselves out there and did whatever.

Although it started off as clowning around, eventually they got pretty good at dancing. The memory of the first attempt, however, was something that they relived at every party, and now that Sora was dancing, he felt Riku's absence like a gaping hole in his chest. He kept scanning the crowd in hopes of spotting him while he danced with Selphie.

Speaking of Riku, there were a lot of girls who were jealous that Rikku from homeroom C-8 got to be his date. Lots of Riku and Rikku jokes were cracked over it, but otherwise the couple took everything in stride. Poor Rikku practically fainted when her date showed up at her house wearing a long, dusky gray tuxedo jacket and slacks coupled with a black turtleneck. Her parents were just as shocked; they nearly didn't let her leave the house when they saw that Riku was so dangerously good looking.

They arrived late to the dance because they had to spend an extra half-hour getting the third degree from Rikku's parents. After that mortification, Rikku suspected that Riku was never going to ask her out again, and she was absolutely right. If there was anything that Riku hated, it was when people judged him before getting to know him. She couldn't apologize to him enough, especially when she saw what a dark mood her date seemed to be in.

Little did she know, Riku's distance wasn't just because of what happened at her house, although that incident didn't help. It was the fact that Sora was on his mind, and he wasn't looking forwards to seeing him at the dance. He didn't think that he was going to be able to enjoy himself there because of how he still felt. Despite that though, once Riku arrived he couldn't help but scan the crowd for his best friend.

They met each other's eyes, and Riku could tell by the way that Sora's searching expression collapsed into an instant grin that he had been looking for him too. Sora began waving wildly for his friend to join him on the dance floor. At first, Riku hesitated, which made Sora frown and insist even more. He scisssored two fingers across his eyes and sashayed like John Travolta from Pulp Fiction to convince Riku.

Despite himself, the corners of Riku's lips began to quirk into a smile. Sora always had to do that dance at least once in every party. They had perfected it together just because it gave them so many laughs. Riku found himself leading his date to the dance floor, and his smile grew wider as Sora stalked around him doing the Pulp Fiction routine with Selphie.

For all that Riku had been hurt, having Sora's attention on him now helped to uplift him. And.. as much as their future wasn't going to be what he hoped that it could be, they had a past of beautiful memories, and those memories had the power to heal. So Riku turned to his date and told her that it was time that she learned a new dance.

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"What the hell is Sora doing?"

Part of the gymnasium was partitioned off with a white curtain, and behind it were the people who had won the homecoming race. Dyne wasn't really supposed to be back there, but since Kairi was the homecoming princess for her grade then he was going to do his best to support her. Besides, she was the only non-Turk among the other princesses, so she had to deal with a dangerous crowd.

Kairi let out a nervous giggle at Dyne's question. They were both peeking past the curtain at the goings on at the dance floor. "That's the Pulp Fiction dance. You have to watch the movie to understand it."

Poor Kairi felt as if there were a thousand butterflies in her stomach. Tonight was the night. Everything she had been working for was going to culminate within the next half-hour. Her hands were shaking and her heart was beating a mile a minute.

Dyne couldn't understand her nervousness. To him, she was the most beautiful girl in the entire island, both in body and in heart. For Sora not to see that he would have to be completely blind and retarded. If he didn't at least pop a boner when he saw Kairi tonight then Dyne was going to resign himself to the fact that Sora was completely gay. Since that was going to make finding a second mate for them a lot harder, he was praying that Kairi was going to appeal to his mate.

"The underclassmen are making themselves look stupid as usual." Elena was eavesdropping on Kairi's and Dyne's conversation. She had been watching them like a hawk ever since they came to the homecoming dance together, just waiting for a chance to humiliate them. Needless to say, she was angry over the fact that Dyne opted to be Kairi's date, even though technically every princess already had dates in the form of the princes that had also won the homecoming race. The prince of Kairi's class, another Turk, was left to walk to the dance while Dyne and Kairi rode the limousine. It was a sign of how much power they thought they had over the school to be able to stub a Turk so blatantly.

Elena had to settle for second best, and that turned out to be Rufus Shinra. He was her date and a homecoming prince, but no one seemed to care about that. It was clear that the most popular person in school right now was Dyne, a fact that Rufus witnessed for himself upon seeing people's reactions when they saw Dyne and Kairi arrive to the school. The both of them were treated like celebrities wherever they went.

"At least they've having fun instead of standing around like an overstuffed peacock." Kairi swept her eyes over Elena's overdone gown and gave it a derisive look.

Before Elena could say anything else, Rufus picked up a cup of fruit punch from a nearby refreshment table and offered it to her. "Don't sink yourself to their levels, Elena. Be a good girl and drink your punch."

There was more to that exchange than what met the eye. Elena seemed to understand, and so she took the fruit punch and approached Kairi with a smile on her face. "Rufus is absolutely right, I shouldn't be so childish. It's these high heels, they hurt my feet and make it so hard to walk �"

Everything happened quickly. Elena's cup tilted as she prepared to throw it at Kairi, and Dyne noticed in time to pull Kairi off to the side before punch was thrown all over her dress. The liquid fell harmlessly to the floor instead.

For a few tense moments, both parties stared at each other. The fact that Elena tried to do such a thing purposely was shocking, but to Dyne it was more than that � it was downright disgusting. Kairi had worked so hard, too hard to have her night nearly ruined. The anger was clear on his face as he clung to Kairi's waist.

Then the unthinkable happened. Elena suddenly fell face forwards into the puddle with a scream.

Rufus's eyes went wide. How the hell? An accusing glare was sent searing towards Dyne and Kairi, the former who simply glared back; the latter who was just as shocked as Elena. Without another word, Dyne escorted Kairi away before anyone else attempted something stupid.

"Dyne," whispered Kairi, "you shouldn't have used your tail like that. She might have seen it!"

"Fuck her. People will just think she's crazy anyway."

Elena was left hyperventilating over the fact that her dress was now covered in red punch. Rufus handed her a useless handkerchief, all while eyeing the retreating backs of Dyne and Kairi. "How did he do that?"

"It was a rope! He used a rope to pull me down I swear to god!"

Normally, Rufus would have smacked some sense into Elena, but what happened here was too strange to ignore. Both of Dyne's hands were on Kairi's waist when everything went down. Coupled with what Reno tried to tell him..

No. There were no such things as aliens.

But he'd read enough textbooks to know that freaks did exist in this world.

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When it was time to present the homecoming court, everyone gathered in a semicircle around the white curtains. By then, Sora suspected that Kairi had won since she had been missing from the dance for some time, and he was eager to cheer her on now that her dream had finally come true. It seemed like forever since that day when they watched the meteor shower in the sky together.

Riku stood next to Sora and Selphie with his date, relaxed despite his mixed feelings for this part of the dance. He knew why Kairi had worked so hard, but in the end she had worked for nothing. Dyne had snatched both their hopes away; he only prayed that when Kairi found out that she wouldn't take it too hard.

Starting with the freshmen and working up to the seniors, the homecoming court was presented to the crowd. They came out arm in arm and smiling, and the people gathered cheered them on with loud clapping, catcalls and whistles.

When Kairi came out with her date, the crowd went wild. As the only non-Turk to make it into the court, she was an inspiration for every person that was ever made to feel unimportant or was tormented by the popular kids. Selphie cheered at the top of her lungs, and Tidus was waved his fedora hat as if he were at a rodeo.

Riku and Sora didn't say a thing. They were both slack jawed and wide eyed at the vision that just stepped out from behind the curtain. Kairi was dressed in a magnificent white evening gown that flared out at the hips and stopped just shy of dragging against the floor. The front of the skirt was transparent and crafted with pink gossamer material. Although Kairi may not have been very impressive in the breast department, her long legs � complete with a pair of strappy high heels � were a dream unto themselves. A smudge of pink was on her lips and her blue-violet eyes were enhanced with clear mascara. Her hair fell to her shoulders in waves, half of it gathered up into a flowering bun surrounded by a corona of glittering diamonds. The dress hung from her shoulders by two straps and had a square, modest neckline, and a pair of elbow length gloves completed the outfit.

She was stunning. Boys stared at her as she danced with the homecoming prince of her class. No one expected a tomboy to look so good. Even when Elena came out with her stained dress, the focus of the crowd was on Kairi and whom she was going to pick to dance with after the first song was over.

When that time came, the homecoming court broke apart so that they could pull people from the crowd to dance with. The theme song of the night, Passion, began to thrum from the speakers and set the mood. Kairi met Sora's eyes in the crowd, and she lifted her hand to him in silent beckoning.

It was amusing the way Sora walked to Kairi like he was memorized. He lifted his hands to place on her body, and they hovered over her for a few indecisive seconds as if he couldn't figure out where they were supposed to go. In the end, he gave her a beatific smile and finally embraced Kairi in a tight hug.

"I'm so proud of you," Sora whispered. When he leaned away, his blue eyes danced to take all of her in, from the glittering earrings to the slenderness of her neck to the heart shape of her face. For the first time, he was noticing that his Kairi had been a beautiful creature all along. He couldn't help but finger a curl of red hair that fell over her bare shoulder. "How did your hair grow so long?"

Kairi laughed, and then placed her hands around the boy's neck. Everyone else was dancing, and they were just standing around because Sora was so shocked. "They're extensions."

"It's not real?" Sora finally lowered his hands to Kairi's waist and began shifting to music that he really didn't hear. "But you'll grow it this way for real, right?"

"I'll make it real."

The new few seconds were spent dancing in silence while they looked into each other's eyes. Sora would never be able to say what spell had him that night, but he truly felt absolutely enchanted in this moment. "You're really beautiful."

"It's about time you noticed." Kairi lowered her eyes shyly. "I tried to look my best today, because I hoped.. that when we danced to this song.." She drew her gaze back to his. "That you would kiss me."

Realization made Sora's eyes grow wide and bright. Now he finally understood what all these changes were about. Kairi wasn't becoming a new person just for herself, she was doing it for Sora too. All this time, he secretly resented the way she started to care about girly things and stopped being the tomboy that he grew up with and cared for. He thought he was being left behind with everything else that she cast off from her past. However, in the end, she had been keeping him well within her heart the entire time.

It would have been incredibly easy to make the shift in their close friendship to being boyfriend and girlfriend. He could already see the happy dates ahead of them, where they would to the go movies and carnivals and walk along the beach. He saw them kissing under palm trees and walking with just their pinky fingers linked. He could see how comfortable and natural they would progress to intimacy, because it was Kairi and she loved him, and he had no doubt in his heart that he loved her too.

Their feelings weren't romantic, platonic or even familial. What they had began as the very simple and clean love that only children knew to give; unconditional, pure and enduring, and everlasting through the years. As they grew up, it lost all its purity and became complicated by their experiences and the world they lived in, but it was always, always enduring.

They could never go back to how simple things were when they were children; that innocence had been traded away for passion. However, Sora was starting to understand that passion wasn't a bad thing. It made people do incredible things for the one they cared for. Kairi turned himself from a tomboy to a princess, and he knew this was only an inkling of how far she would go for him because she cared.

So Sora smiled warmly, happily, and returned that unspoken promise to her with a kiss. Me too. I will do more than be there for you. I'll be your strength. Her lips were soft and they tasted fruity. When his tongue slipped into her mouth, he was surprised that she was soft rather than raspy, and that her taste was totally unexpected and different.

When Sora ended the kiss with a tender brush of his lips to Kairi's, he realized that the future of carnivals and beaches and handholding and intimacy were never going to happen, because he was already doing Dyne.

He wasn't sure how he felt about that.

Kairi's cheeks were burning a deep red. The song had changed to something that was more upbeat, but neither of them was moving anymore. Sora was waiting for a reaction, and it was with a bit of egotism that he wanted Kairi to say that he was a really good kisser. Since she had asked for one, he gave her one of his best.

"Sora," Kairi pursed her trembling lips. "Thank you."

Before Sora could say anything, Kairi began to walk away. Surprised by this strange reaction, he went to follow her, but could not get further than a step because Selphie chose that moment to tackle him.

"I SAW IT. I SAW IT YOU ROMEO!!!!"

"Selphie!" Sora tried to pry Selphie off so that he could go after Kairi. "Let me talk to Kairi, I'll dance with you later."

"You can't go after her! This is the damsel's exit! She was so overwhelmed that she needed air. Let her compose herself with dignity you horndog!"

"Oh." Sora didn't know whether to be flattered by that or not. He continued to look at Kairi as she stiffly walked away, and hoped that she was ok.

Then he realized that he'd just kissed someone other than his boyfriend, mate, whatever � he honestly still didn't know � and his face completely blanched.

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Riku couldn't believe what he'd just seen. Sora totally dived in on Kairi without a second thought. Which meant..

Which meant that they might actually still have a chance.

Riku never thought that he would be happy to see his best friend kissing someone else. At least it was Kairi. Damn straight it was Kairi. Dyne had only been around for a few months, but Kairi was there for a lifetime. No matter what acrobatic things they did in the bedroom, Dyne couldn't trump a friendship of that magnitude. How could Riku have doubted that?

Kairi was heading in his direction. Riku grinned cheekily at her, so proud and so happy, but the expression vanished when Kairi didn't return it. Instead, she grabbed his coat.

"I need to talk to you."

"Now?" Riku had been in the middle of dancing with the Homecoming Queen. The girl in the arms, Usagi Tsukino, looked rather surprised and annoyed.

"Please."

Riku supposed it couldn't be helped. He apologized to his dance partner and excused himself. At first, Usagi was upset, but upon seeing the prom king, Mamorou, walk by without a dance partner she was instantly cheered and went after him.

Kairi didn't stop walking until they were completely outside of the gymnasium. Once they were out of the public eye, she turned around and buried her face in Riku's vest. Both of her hands clutched tightly at the lapels of his coat as she began to cry.

"Kairi?" Alarmed, Riku tried to comfort her by petting her back and pushing hair from her eyes. "What happened?"

"Where," Kairi murmured through soft sobs, "where did he learn to kiss like that?"

There it was. Kairi knew. Riku's heart skipped a beat, and then his eyes narrowed when he realized that there was something else that Kairi was trying to say. "It wasn't me." He placed his palms on her shoulders in hopes of getting her to look at him and know he was telling the truth. "I swear to you I never did anything like that with him."

"Then who?" Who taught Sora to kiss like that? Who? Kairi thought that she would be his first. She imagined their first kiss to be sloppy and unpracticed, because Sora was Sora and he didn't know the first thing about girls. Who was the one that stole his kisses? "You know don't you? You knew all along!"

Riku closed his eyes. How was he going to handle this? "Of course I didn't tell you." His eyes reopened when a course of action finally came to his mind. "If I did, you would have called everything off. You would have never gotten the courage to do what you did tonight, and look. Where was the other person when he kissed you huh? If you ask me, it doesn't matter who it was, because it's obvious that they didn't stand a chance against you today."

Honestly, Riku just wanted Kairi not to be hurt. Still, even though what he said had been made up on the spot, his words did hold a grain of truth to them.

After a few moments, Kairi stopped crying. "I'll never be.. the kind of girl that fights over a guy. You know that."

"Not even if it's Sora?"

A sad smile creased Kairi's lips. "All I could do was tell him how I felt. Anything after that is up to him. That was my plan from the beginning and I'm sticking to it."

Riku was disappointed. If Kairi dressed up every day, flirted with Sora and maybe was a little more aggressive with her advances, then maybe she could peel that boy away from Dyne. "If it were me, I'd fight until he was mine."

"But you shouldn't have to, you know? Things should just flow together."

"Of course. After you make sure it does."

"Riku, you're impossible." Kairi could only shake her head. Riku just had to be competitive in absolutely everything that he did. "I better fix my makeup before anyone notices."

"You won't be needing that stuff anymore. No one is going to forget the way you looked tonight."

Kairi smiled happily at Riku.

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Meanwhile, behind the white curtain.

Dyne had been watching the dance floor with bated breath. When Sora leaned in to kiss Kairi, he couldn't keep his tail from curling above his head with pleasure, and then going straight with delight.

"YES!!!!! YES!!!!!!"

CONTACT. Look at that bastard go, Sora was even showing her that thing he did with his tongue! Yes. Already, Dyne was mentally creating the timeline they would follow. First, he would have to convince both Sora and Kairi that a non-monogamous relationship was better than following the silly rules that humans have invented for themselves. He could start sleeping with Kairi in secret, and during their intimate moments start talking about Sora to put ideas into her head. In the meantime, he could do the same thing with Sora, until one day he could conveniently lock them both into a room while he was going through his next Estrus. If all went well, they could have their second mate by next year!

After that, it would be smooth sailing. Sora or himself could get Kairi pregnant after they find a proper caste using this 'college', and then they could settle down in a nice house in the middle of the desert instead of islands surrounded by hideous water.

Dyne was looking forwards to licking Kairi's taste off Sora's lips when they went to bed tonight. Sora and Kairi looked so handsome together, and that made him hot. Hopefully Sora was prepared, because once they were alone Dyne was going to pleasure him thoroughly.

"A kink in the tail means a kink in the mind. You naughty Jumi.~"

No. Dyne hadn't heard the language of his people since he left Katina. He whirled around and found himself face to face with something that had been lurking in his deepest of fears: Someone from Katina. "Larxene!"

"You must have gotten as soft as kitten's fuzz not to notice me here. Though I have to admit, we were stalled from finding you since you gave that human your missiles. I followed him for many cycles before I was led here and was finally able to track you."

Larxene gave Dyne a feral smile. She was standing a few feet away from him with both arms folded over her chest. In humanoid form, she appeared as a woman with straight blonde hair that fell just to the top of her shoulders. Her most distinctive features were her angular face and the two thick falls of bangs that hung over her forehead like antennas. She was dressed in her cloak and chain mail, and the stylized pattern on her left lapel marked her as guarding the Rajah's son.

"I'm not going back." Dyne slid into a battle stance, tail high and ears flattened against his head. "You'll have to kill me first!"

"Please, don't get your tail fuzzed. I did not come to fight, I came to give you an ultimatum. In our reconnaissance of this planet and your most recent activities, it has been discovered that you are quite fond of these humans. If you don't surrender yourself to us in 5 cycles, we will kill them all. So please come to us peacefully so that they can be spared."

That monster. Dyne's fists clenched so hard that they began to shake. "Is he crazy? He'll start an interstellar war! We aren't to tamper with virgin planets! And besides that, I'm already �"

"Don't bother. Everyone has tried to explain it to the Rajah's son already. It's useless. He won't rest until you are back where you belong. This isn't your home, Katina is. Get it through your thick head you crooked tailed kitling. End this farce and be a cat like the rest of your clansmen before you! You are an utter disgrace." The more Larxene spoke, the more her fanged canines made themselves obvious. Her speech gained an animalistic edge with her anger. "Five cycles only. You know how to find us."

With that, Larxene morphed into her feline form: A lithe white cat with a tan smudge on its nose and two falls of fur over blue eyes. She sprinted away with tail held high.

How could Dyne have been so foolish. Larxene was right, he'd gotten incredibly soft not to realize that his people probably landed on this planet a while ago. The adult cats were so much better at shape shifting than he was. They could walk among humans without disguises because they could morph away their ears and tails. Even Larxene had the ability to shift forms without shedding her clothing.

He actually hoped that Axel would give up on him and move on. How could he forget that the Rajah's son was a disgusting pile of dung that had nothing better to do than scratch himself and kill things. How could he�

How could he think that it wasn't going to come to this in the end.

Five cycles. That meant only a few human days. What was he going to do?

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Snick.

After weeks of stalking the blonde, Reno finally had what he was looking for. No, more than that. He'd stumbled upon the discovery of the millennia.

The proof was in the videocassette tape. Reno smiled viscously as he cradled the video camera in his hands. Now finally, finally, Rufus would believe him. He could become a Turk again and rain hell on the entire school for thinking they could make a fool of him.

But before that, all of his wrath would fall on Dyne first. Carefully, Reno placed his camera into his backpack and began to crawl away.

Dyne never noticed the dark figure creeping beneath the bleachers.

To be continued.
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