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HAH! I gots the full 1st season of Heroes on DVD!!!

It came out today. If you don't have it yet, you phail.

EDIT: The Morning After This Was Posted:

Completely ignore this. I was whacked out last night, buzzed from too much cold medicine. I stayed up until 3 a.m. typing this. I woke up at 5:30 a.m., and looked back at it. I hate it. I failed, and horribly. If a mod were to delete this now, I could care less, even though I have it saved no where else. I don't like how it turned out, and this idea has probly been used dozens of times. De-rep me, xDD.


Lyke, wazzap? Well, today, I got sick. At around 1 this morning, I got grounded. Well, Mondays Suck anyway (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H3jbRYXFc4Y), but this one seemed rathah dreadful. I opened up my planner, and read "Outline Chapter 2 - AP World History" I opened up my text, and skimmed Chapter 2. I slammed the book shut, and threw it across the room. I got on this wunduhful site, and decided to procrastinate for a (just a wee) bit. Well, after reading Foxxie's Game Nite at Castle Oblivion for the 4th time (http://www.kh-vids.net/showthread.php?t=6954), I was like "Well, let's do something!". I decided to write a spinoff. Its very slow at the beginning (read my rant in Kingdom Hearts: W7FHAX Style to find out why I did what I did at the beginning. Its located in the P.P.P.S. section, I think.), and will take some getting used to, but part 2 will be okay *cough*.

Note: This is more than likely a one or two part thing. This will not become a novella like Kingdom Hearts: W7FHAX Style; which can be found
here: http://www.kh-vids.net/showthread.php?t=22557
EDIT: Erm... I believe I called KH:W7F Style a novella. Its more of a fuxing book. Well, if I post the whole story online. I just need to stop being so lazy and get to typing.

P.S.: I dedicated this to 2Foxxie4U, since I was reading her stuff when an image of Zexion reading out bingo numbers came to mind. I'm ready to take the dedication back, though. This fanfic isn't worthy, xD! There's like, no way in hell someone hasn't thought this up before. Organization XIII and bingo? Its elementary, dear boy! (God, this is what happens when you play too many Pooh Bear mini games in KH2) Anywayz... Since this is old, and probably an overused idea, don't expect too many laughs. Since I'm the one who wrote this, expect a chuckle at best (I'm not very good when it comes to writing funny stuff). This was a spur of the moment type thing, and almost no thought was put into this. So... Yeah. Only read this if you have a mess load of free time. Its the beginning of the week, so you shouldn't; don't read it. (Note: T'was the beginning of the week when I posted this).

P.P.S.: This story was influenced by reading too much of Foxxie's work (which drove me insane), A ****ty day (which didn't help matters), a bad cold (making my nose run, putting me in a bad mood), too much Tylenol Severe Cold A.M. (I chug the bottle, **** measuring it out. Everything seems euphoric now), lack of sleep (seriously, lack of sleep brain thangs to your does cells), and Red Bull (WEEEE!!!!). Trying my hardest to procrastinate doing my homework doesn't improve matters...

TO TEH STOREH!!!!

Bingo Night​

Sora was walking home from school, depressed. So much homework... And on a Friday too. Do teachers think that we enjoy this stuff? Maybe they think we don't have lives. Like them. I don't think I'm gunna' do this.

Just then, Sora heard someone calling his name. He looked over his shoulder, to see Kairi and Naminé not too far behind. He stopped, turned around to face them, and raised a hand in greeting. After a few moments, they came up to him. Naminé seemed to be her usual, impassive self. Kairi was smirking at Sora.

"Lemme guess. Loaded down with homework?"

"What, you aren't!?" Sora shot back at Kairi.

"Nope..." Kairi taunted, flouncing down the road.

"I think I'm going to cry..." Sora said softly.

"Hey, she only doesn't have any because I did it for her during lunch." Naminé giggled.

"So she doesn't understand it either?" Sora grinned. Kairi would have problems on the exam everyone knew would be coming on Monday.

"Exactly." Naminé could barely force out, as she continued to attempt and stifle her laughter. She leaned on her knees and pointed at Kairi, unable to stop herself. She was doing some weird hop/skip like dance halfway down the road. Sora grabbed his sides and burst out laughing. He couldn't help it, he fell over. Naminé sat down beside him, giggling crazily. Kairi finally noticed what was happening, and ran towards them.

"HEY!!! What's so funny!?!?"

"You. Are." They both gasped. Sora wiped a tear from his eye. He then looked up. Kairi was getting pretty close, and she wasn't slowing down.

"Uhm... Naminé?" Sora said, slowly. Kairi was still coming. "Naminé!!!" She finally stopped and looked up. Her eyes grew wide, noticing Kairi.

"Uh oh." Naminé stood up, closed her eyes, and vanished.

"I'll get YOU later!" Kairi practically screeched. Sora stood up, and got into a defensive stance, as if he were defending a basketball hoop. Kairi, finally near enough, lunged at Sora. He dodged to his right, and then began running, towards their island. I'll just have to hide there for a while. Sora thought.

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Five minutes later, Sora was at the beach, and Kairi still hadn't slowed any. She wasn't far behind him, either. He hopped into his boat and, throwing caution to the wind, called his Keyblade. With a swish, the rope was cut from the pier, and he hopped in. Sending it away, he hopped into his little boat. He grabbed his paddle, and rapidy began shoving off.

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Oh my god, oh my god, OH MY GOD!!! Sora screamed internally. He could see Kairi not far behind him, and didn't like the ruthless grin she was wearing. Her paddle was cutting through the water faster than he thought possible. He began moving faster, trying to get to the island first, so he could get a running start. A few yards away... He touched down, Kairi seconds behind him. He dashed across the sand, his feet sinking in the soft sand. "Wha!" Sora squealed, arms flailing, as he fell flat on his face. He pushed himself up, and began running. Five steps more. Kairi, having caught up, lunged for him, grabbing him around the waist. Her hold slid down his legs, tripping him up. Sora face planted yet again, his arms flying out in front of him. Kairi hit the ground as well, her stomach taking most of the blow. Her nose was inches from the back of Sora's shoe. She had been winded, but in her thirst for revenge, it didn't faze her. She reached out with her arm, and grabbed the back of Sora's jacket. She pulled herself up, and sat upright. She held him down with her hands while getting in closer. She sat on his back, on her knees. She then began tickling him.

Sora, completely helpless, began laughing. This hurt his stomach, which was being mashed into the ground by Kairi. He was just beginning to have problems breathing, when Kairi let up slightly. Sora took his chance, and rolled over, knocking Kairi into the sand beside him. Sora had crawled over to her, and was just about to begin tickling her too, when both simultaneously noticed what they were doing. Sora quickly stood up, and dusted himself off, his face turning bright red. Kairi's was a wonderful shade of pink, as if she had been out in a hard snow for quite a while. Sora nervously held his hand out to her. She grabbed it, and in a desperate attempt to get past the 'rolling around in the sand' escapade, and the awkwardness it brought in its wake, she pulled hard, flinging Sora back to the ground. She stood up, brushed herself off, and walked towards the hut.

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An hour later, both were sitting by the famous paopu tree, where so many sunsets had been viewed. They did the same thing that day, Sora lounging on the tree, his hands behind his head, Kairi sitting on the edge of the islet, her feet dangling over the ocean. The water sparkled, orange and red playing in the water. The sun was three-fourths of the way gone, casting a semi-dark glow over Sora's face. God today was weird... Kairi was weird. Maybe she feels the same as... Nah, I'm crazy. Sora thought. He removed his hands from behind his head, and pulled his knees in. He rested his two hands on his kneecaps, which caused him to notice the sand on them. He touched his hair, pulling out more sand.

"Jeez, Kairi." Sora began. He hopped off of the tree, and looked over at her. The setting sun's last few rays were dancing along her red hair, causing it to look as if it was on fire. "Beautiful..." Sora said in awe, under his breath.

"Hmm...?" Kairi said, looking back at him.

Sora played it off, almost positive she hadn't actually heard the last part. "I've still got hair in my sand." His face flushed again as soon as he saw the mistake he made. He ran his hands through his hair twice, causing sand to fall out. Kairi laughed softly, putting a hand to her mouth, and stood up. She walked over to him, the sun still playing with her hair.

"You mean sand in your hair?"

"Heh, yeah, something like that." Why is she so close?

"Well, uh, you missed a spot." she replied.

"Oh! Where?" Sora quickly started pulling on his hair, trying to find the elusive speck of sand. Kairi stepped closer.

"There." She said softly. Her index finger lightly flicked the bridge of his nose, causing the sand to fly off.

"Oh, well... Thanks, I guess." Sora muttered nervously. Why is she smiling so much? Did I miss some more? Oh great, what if its in between my teeth? Kairi took another step, they were now WAY too close. Sora could poke Kairi with his nose if he inclined his head a fraction of an inch. Kairi looked over her left shoulder, across the water, directly at the sun, which was now just a rounded sliver across the horizon.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" Kairi spoke quietly again.

"Yeah, you are. I - I mean... Yeah, it is." Sora couldn't believe what he just did. Why did she do this to him!? She turned around, and looked into his eyes, she had a small smile on her face.

"The first one was kinda what I was looking for." She kissed him, just as the sun disappeared behind the ocean; the darkness of the night washing over them. Sora, taken aback at first, hesitated for a second. She pulled away, a worried look on her face. "Something wrong?"

"No. You just took me by surprise." Sora said, a small grin forming. He then pulled her closer, and brought his lips back to hers.

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Sora leaned back against his headboard, his hands behind his head. He looked out his open window, into the darkness. A small smile flitted back and forth across his lips.

"Wasup wif joo Mistah Shmiley...?" Roxas slowly mumbled from his bed across the way. Sora grabbed one of his unused pillows, and launched it at him in response. Roxas took it full in the face. He was so sleepy, he didn't even care. "Its Kairi, isn't it?" Roxas was now a little more awake. Sora threw two more pillows.

"Go to sleep, I think ya' need it." Sora said back.

"I knew it. You guys are together. Finally! Me and Naminé have been wondering forever when it would happen. You guys are so shy..."

"Wutev." Sora yawned. He resumed looking out at the window.

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Hours later, and with Roxas snoring loudly, Sora was still replaying the days events over in his mind. Things are going to be a lot different now. We'll be teased for a while, and Riku will gimme hell... But, its worth it. This is right.

A flash of white light shot throughout the room, causing Sora to throw his hands up to his face. He rolled over, and began to fall to the floor.

"Oof!" Sora exclaimed. The floor didn't seem to be carpeted, as he remembered it to be. He opened his eyes, and looked around. He was in a bright white room. A long table was the room's center piece. A large t.v. filled the wall in front of the table. A smaller table was in front of it, and upon it was a stack of cards. A big red cage that had a crank on the side was next to the table. Through the mesh, Sora could see hundreds and hundreds of small plastic spheres inside. It appeared there was writing on them. Suddenly, a door on the right end of the room flew open. Loud talking and jeering flooded the room, as Organization XIII filed in. Sora stared, mouth agape. They were all there. Demyx, skipping in front of the line of them, noticed Sora first.

"Silver shadow believer.... Spock rocker with your dirty eyes...It’s a chance gonna move... Gonna **** up your ego... Silly boy gonna make you cr-aaah!!!" Demyx stopped mid-word.

He flung his hands over his head, and turned around, attempting to run out of the room. He crashed into Xigbar, who fell over Larxene, who knocked into Marluxia, sending petals everywhere. Roxas sneezed, causing a wad of snot to splat in Xaldin's dreadlocks. He screamed, and brought a hand to his hair, totally freaking out. He tripped over Luxord, who knocked into Saïx, causing all three to fall to the ground. Xaldin reached out, and grabbed Roxas' leg as he fell. Roxas joined the heap of Org. 13 members. Lexaeus, never paying attention, walked right into the mess, tripping over them all, and crashed on top of them. Axel and Xemnas never joined in for bingo night. They had too much experience with how bad game nights usually ended up. Vexen loved playing bingo, but after Saïx... Let's say he avoided the bingo room at all costs.

Zexion also never showed up, but for some reason, tonight he had. He hung back watching the writhing forms fight to stand up. He smirked, for one of the first times in a while, and then walked calmly across them all. He lightly landed on the opposite side of the pile, waved to Sora as if he should be there, and then walked over to the table. He sat on top of it, crossing his arms and dangling his feet over the edge. He waited for them to get up.

Part 2​

Five minutes later, the Organization had gotten to their feet, and surrounded Sora. Zexion still sat at his table.

"Sora! Glad you could join us." Xigbar said.

"I didn't exactly come here on purpose..." Sora said slowly.

"Huh?" Demyx said. He was in the back of the group, furthest from Sora, other than Zexion.

"Well, who cares? Get up, lets play." Roxas said. He walked over, in his Org. XIII garb, and held his hand out. Sora was very confused. He took it, and Roxas pulled him to his feet.

"Alright!" Demyx clapped his hands together excitedly, seemingly forgetting how terrified he'd been of Sora moments ago. "Let's get down to bi'ness!"

"Oh god..." Larxene muttered.

"No you don't..." Zexion said, drawing everyone's attention to him, even Demyx.

"Eh...? Emo boy is talking?" Demyx said aloud, echoing everyone's thoughts. He was the only one stupid enough to say this, though.

"You aren't doing what happened last time. Remember DDR?" Zexion's left eyebrow went up, giving him an almost comical expression.

"What are you talking about!? We had loads of fun, right guys?" Demyx turned around, and held his hand out by his sides, truly thinking he'd get uproarous approval. Everyone seemed to be staring at their feet, or in Luxord and Larxene's case, examining their nails.

"Give it up. This time, I'll run the show." Zexion said, jabbing a thumb at his chest. Everyone looked up at this. Wide eyed, everyone stared at Zexion. What has gotten into him lately?

"No! I had so much fun being the -!" Demmy began.

"This is Bingo Night, different night, Xemnas came up with it, and he's not here. I say, I'll take charge."

"Why do you get to do it!?" Demyx shot back.

"Here's something you'll enjoy." Zexion's eyes narrowed. He stared at Demyx hard for a moment, and then waved his right hand nonchalantly. He resumed his leg-swinging, arms-folded position. Not even half a second later, Demyx's hands shot to the sides of his head. He fell to his knees screaming. Everyone took several steps back.

"Uncle. Uncle... UNCLE!!!!" Demyx shouted. Suddenly, he stopped. He slowly removed his hands from his head, and stared at them. He looked down, and saw he was kneeling on the floor. He moved like a sloth, standing up; he looked around, as if confused as to why he had been on the ground. Sora looked over a Zexion in amazement. I'm not ****ing with this guy...

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"'Kay then... Anyone know why I'm here?" Sora asked, as everyone walked over to the table.

"Nope, but I think its cool! Bingo is a lotta fun." Roxas replied.

"You seriously think I would bring you here?" Larxene said menacingly.

"I got your point." Sora said, raising his hands in the universal sign for 'ok ok ok!!!'.

"Well, I think we'll need chairs..." Zexion trailed off. He waved his right arm once, and ten chairs appeared. Demyx dashed over to the one on the right end, and pulled it out, preparing to sit on it. Zexion's eyes narrowed slightly, and he flicked his wrist quickly. Demyx went right through the chair, hitting the ground hard.

"Oooowww.." Demyx said loudly, standing up and rubbing his backside. Everyone began howling with laughter. The Organization was beginning to enjoy the new Zexion. A sense of humor was nice for a change. They just hoped it wouldn't come back at them.

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Luxord went over to a chair, and grabbed it. He put his palm on the seat, and pushed down hard, making sure it was real. His eyes never left Zex's as he sat down. Everyone else moved to their chosen places. Sora was dragged along by Roxas, and shoved into a chair on the right of Saïx. Roxas sat on Sora's left. Sora looked over at Saïx. Saïx grinned wickedly and a small growling noise escaped him, coming from the back of his throat. Sora quickly looked away, at the television. Zexion was standing there.

"Alright, only an idiot wouldn't know how to play bingo, so I'd better explain the rules." Everyone's eyes went wide in shock. Zexion... made a funny. Twice. NO WAI. thought Xigbar. It was pretty much what everyone else was thinking. Zexion went through the rules.

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"Any questions?" He asked. Even if they hadn't understood the rules, they were still trying to get through the fact that Zexion had said more than two sentences in one day, so they wouldn't have asked any questions. Zexion usually never wasted his time talking to them. "Well, then I'll pass out the cards," As he said this, the cards vanished off of the table, and one appeared in front of each player, "and then I'll crank this thing." He flapped a hand at the tubular cage as he said the last part. He did so, and then began drawing balls.

"I-29. B-12. G-60. I-22. O-75. N-45..." Zexion pulled a ball, read the letters and numbers, and then would throw it at someone. It was most often Demyx. If you didn't catch the ball, and you had that number on your card, you weren't allowed to mark off that number. Demyx only had one number marked because of this.

"O-70." Zexion said, growing bored. He faked Larxene, and then threw it, hard, at Saïx. "Bullz-eye!" Zexion said softly, as it bounced off the middle of the X. Saïx had been in the process of marking off the O-70, and hadn't noticed the change of direction. He slowly looked up at Zexion.

"Zexion..." Saïx put his hands flat on the table, and stood up. "Don't let this go to your head, you prick."

"Language, Saïx." Zexion said slowly, softly, wagging a finger at him.

Saïx was forced down in his seat. He looked around wildly, astonished. He looked back up at Zexion, who seemed to be enjoying himself. Saïx scowled rebelliously, and looked down at his card.

Zexion continued to rattle off the numbers. Sora wasn't really playing. He was examining the Nobodies. Zexion, using his powers at every available opportunity, Sa'ix ready to explode, Luxord constantly glancing at Xigbar, who had sat beside him, Larxene, intently vieiwing her card and then the screen...

Sora was smartly hit on the nose, causing a few smirks. Sora grabbed the ball, which had come to rest in his lap, and chucked it at Demyx, who hadn't been paying attention. It hit him in his right eye. He gave a blood curdling scream as he fell out of his chair. Everyone (but Saïx) fell out of their chairs as well, laughing.

"I need one more..." Saïx said aloud. Everyone looked at him for a few moments, and then hurried back to their original positions, Demyx still rubbing his now pink eye.

Zexion twisted the crank a few times, and then let it come to a stop. He opened up the hatch, and then dug around. He pulled one out, and read "B-10.", causing Saïx to mutter "dammit" and Luxord to almost jump for joy.

"One more!!!" Luxord shouted to the group.

"Damn! I only have four, and they are all in the corners..." Demyx said, sad at having found a game he was bad at.

"Heh, even I'm doing better than you." Lex retorted.

"Alright, alright, let's get this over with. I'm growing tired." Zexion said. He pulled out a ball, and read "G-59."

"YESSS!!!!" Luxord shot out of his seat, waving his card wildly in the air. "BINGO *****ES!!!!" He pumped his other fist in the air several times, glancing over at Xigbar as he did so.

"I guess Luxord wins then. Good game, everyone." Zexion said slowly with an odd smile.

"NOOO!!!!" Saïx yelled. "I needed G-58!!!" Saïx was on his feet, glowering at Zexion. "You rigged this. You cheated. I hate you... *****."

"...O.K. then." Zexion waved his arm, forcing Saïx to his seat again. The cards erased themselves, and flew back to their place on the tiny table. Zexion then threw the final ball at Saïx. His claymore appeared, and he held it up. The ball became stuck on one of the sharp edges. He held up the claymore, examining the print.

"It says G-58!!!!" Saïx glared at Zexion.

"Oh, my bad. But, Luxord was already declared the winner. Better luck next time."

Saïx spontaneously combusted.

He flung his claymore at Zexion in anger. He portaled off, and the claymore smashed into the t.v. Saïx went into full berserk, and began lobbing claymores in all directions. One flew straight at Demyx.

"GAAHH!" Demyx ducked, a moment too late. He stood up, and looked back at the deadly weapon, still quivering in the wall behind him. He brought a hand to his hair, and felt his mullet. Half of it was sheared off. Marluxia pointed at him, laughing uproarously. He threw himself to the floor as two more claymores went in his direction.

"Hai! What the hell!?" Marluxia shouted from the ground. Saïx wasn't stopping.

Sora had run over to a corner when the throwing started. Since he had been closest to the berserker, it was most likely he'd be impaled. Now, as Larxene shot a thunderbolt in Saïx's direction, he decided it was time to start finding a way out of this crazy place. He made a headlong dash across the room, and threw open the doors. As he looked back, Demyx was strumming his Sitar, sending water forms at Saïx, Marluxia was brandishing his scythe, and Luxord was chasing after Xigbar, who was running away, one of his guns in hand...

Part 3​

An hour later, and after much wandering, Sora finally admitted defeat; he was lost. He had been following the twisting and turning corridors of the strange castle aimlessly, hoping Roxas might've broken away from the fighting, and that he might bump into him. If he bumped into Saïx, he'd be in big trouble. And... Why did everyone act like I was a member of their Oranization? Well, a very un-liked member. Sora gave up thinking as well. He slumped against a wall. The brunette looked down the hallway, and saw four doors, all moreor less the same. I could be walking up and down the same hall, and not even know it.

Sora's head shot up. He thought he'd heard something. Yes, a muffled giggle. It seemed to be coming from one of the rooms nearby. It sounded strangely familiar. There it is again... Kairi? He dashed to the nearest door, on his left, and pressed an ear against it. Nothing. He went to one directly opposite it, on the right. Nothing again. He was halfway to the door farthest from his right when he heard a voice. Kairi's giggle came again. Sora ran over to the door, and grabbed the handle. He wrenched it open, and looked inside.

The room had a medium sized bed to his immediate right, against the wall. To his left, a bookshelf filled with books and magazines (Demyx's Water Pistols, Lol) of all sizes. Next to it, was a large desk. A cell phone, laptop, and printer were atop it. Another book was also there. Sora's gaze swept the room, taking in the large, shuttered window, Zexion and Kairi, a floor lamp, Wait... WHAT!?!?!? Sora did a double take. In the far right corner...

Kairi had her back to the wall; she was leaning against it. Zexion had his palm on the wall, above her head. He was leaning against it, close to Kairi, standing directly in front of her. Zexion said something to her softly.

"Oh, Zexxy, quit it." Kairi said, blushing. She pushed him flirtatiously, and gave a small smile, which she normally reserved for Sora.

Sora broke. He called Kingdom Key, and charged at Zexion, screaming the whole way. Zexion looked around in surprise, saw Sora, and shoved Kairi to his left; this made her fall onto the bed, and out of Sora's path. Zexion then waited, arms by his sides, fists clenched. Sora met him, and brought his Keyblade in from the side.

It entered Zexion at his side, parallel to his navel. The Keyblade neatly parted Zexion's torso from his bottom half. A look of shock was frozen on Zex's face for a few moment's; his now seperated body seemed to be suspended in air. Then, Zexion's body vanished, leaving behind a large plume of purple smoke. Sora stood stock still, confused. A large clown face burst through the smokescreen, and blew a loud raspberry at him. Sora fell back a few steps, caught by surprise.

A loud squelching noise met Sora's ears. He looked down, to find he had stepped in dog ****. A horrendous stench rushed to his nostrils, seeming to consume him. All he could think of was how bad the smell was. He watched in horror as the remaining terd on the floor moved. It inched, as if a worm, on top of Sora's foot, and grinned at him, revealing long canines. The doggy terd then began gnawing on his shoe.

Sora kicked out with his foot, sending the terd flying... right onto Kairi. "SORA!!! You ****-tard!" She screamed, standing up, and running out of the room.

"Kairi, I'm sorry!" Sora said, and began to give chase. Four steps from the door, Sora found he couldn't remove his right foot from the ground. He looked down, to find a pit of quicksand. He began struggling to get out. He had to get to Kairi. His struggles made matters worse. He had sunk to his waist, when he heard laughter in front of him. Sora looked up.

Standing in the doorway was Zexion. "Enjoying my illusions, Sora?"

"But, they seem so real!" The sand was now up to his chest. Much longer, and he'd be completely submerged. Zexion laughed again; he seemed to be enjoying himself, atleast.

"Well, I guess I'd better release you. If I don't, you'd die. I wouldn't want to tell the other's I got rid of you in an unfair fight." He snapped his fingers as he finished this, and Sora was in a heap on the ground; good solid ground. He looked up at Zexion.

"Fine then. Where at? This place is a little small..."

"True," Zexion said lightly, glancing around, "we could always go here..." He waved his right hand. Sora looked around, and saw a beautiful sunset out across the ocean, its final rays dancing rapidly across the water...

"As good a place as any..." Zexion trailed off, a tiny smile flirting with his lips. Sora's eyes were far-off, and sad. Zexion leaned against the paopu tree, arms folded, right foot pressed against its trunk. He's got thirty seconds.

Sora was remembering what had happened earlier that day. But the sun was setting now. Is it an illusion? Or are we actually here? Does that mean I've been gone longer than a night? Thoughts of Kairi then rushed at him. Her anger, revenge, the awkward moments, and then their shared kiss...

"Let's go Sora, Kairi is waiting for me." Zexion said, moving away from the tree, and coming to a stop in front of him, six or seven yards away. "We really seemed to hit it off."

Sora didn't let him talk anymore; he ran at him, his Keyblade held low, so he could strike fast. A Kingdom Key appeared in Zexion's hand. Sora almost faltered in his charge, but forced himself to remember about the illusions. An upward slash, several quick jabs, and a sideswipe were all quickly parried by Zexion.

Sora leaped back, and then charged again, wildly slashing, hacking, and stabbing away. He let his anger build up, like a volcano reaching its breaking point. What kept the Keyblade Master different from others, was that he could control it. He bottled it up, right when it should've consumed him. His movements pressed in on Zexion, and Sora could tell his confidence was slowly syphoning away. Sora lunged forward, going into a full length stab. Zexion easily side-stepped, and kicked Sora in the chest.

Poor Zexxy... As Sora flew back, he launched his Keyblade at him. It took the cloaked schemer completely by surprise. He fell to his knees, an odd expression on his face. Sora crashed to the ground, near the boardwalk, which would've taken him back to the hut. The boards by his head vanished, the white marble of the Castle now visible again. Sora slowly looked over at Zexion. He had slumped against his desk. He weakly raised an arm, reaching out for the various objects on top. His wandering hand landed on the book. He pulled it over to him, and looked at the cover. He caressed it, and then looked at Sora. He sadly smiled, and then opened his Lexicon, pointing the pages at Sora.

The pages rushed across the room, straight at Sora. For some reason, Sora couldn't make himself move. Inches from his face...

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"Sora..." A distant voice called out to the boy. "Sora." He floated along, darkness his only surrounding.

"Sora." That voice again. "SORA!!!!"

Sora shot up straight, the noise having come inches from his ear. He looked wildly to his left, to see Roxas, Riku, and Naminé standing there. "Wha...?"

"Dude, you slept out here all night..." Roxas said softly.

"What are you -?" Sora began

"Look around." Riku said simply.

Sora glanced around once, and then face-palmed. He had fallen asleep on the little islet, where he had shared his first kiss with Kairi. He looked around again, and found her. She was seated on the ground, with her back leaning against the paopu tree.

"Umm..wow." Sora mumbled, looking at his friends, scratching the back of his head. "I remember coming home..."

"Well, you were muttering in your sleep when we found you. We've been trying to wake you for a little under an hour. Riku got fed up with it, and shoved you over. Kairi fell over too, she was leaning against you... Did something happen? She's like... dead to the world." Naminé said.

"Something happen? Yeah, right." Sora said. Roxas guffawed.

"Well, Kairi is snoring so loud, I doubt we'll get her awake. So... I'm hungry. Waffles anyone?" Riku asked.

"Hell yeah!" Sora said, stomach rumbling.
"Sounds fine by me." Naminé replied.
"WHOOP!" Roxas shoved his right fist into the sky.

Naminé, Roxas, and Riku dashed across the boardwalk. Sora turned back around, and looked at the sun overhead. It must be about noon. Kairi'd probly' get sunburned if she snores the day away here... Sora walked over to her sleeping form, and looked down at her. He squatted, and leaned towards her. He put thumb and middle finger together, and inched his hand closer, and closer to her nose...

El Fin


EDIT:Story seems better with this... I guess.


Epilogue​

Roxas and Naminé climbed into their boat. Riku was about to get in when he paused. "Hey, we're short a person. Where'd Sora go?"

"I thought he was behind you..." Roxas answered. Naminé just nodded. A scream snapped their full attention over to the islet.

"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR!??"

"Oh god... Sora, when will you learn? You dun' wake that bish." Riku groaned. Sora's form became visible as he stepped up onto the bridge making the islet accessible. He turned around, looking behind him. He did a doubletake, and then leaped off of the boardwalk, rolling once he hit the sand. He got up, and began running towards them.

"Kairi's awake!" shouted the boy. Just then, Kairi could be seen tearing along the bridge, like a bat out of hell. Sora reached the trio, waved, and then hopped into his boat. He began paddling away. The others followed suit.