Fan Fiction ❯ Tides of Fire ❯ A Kiss, Sweet Saurah... ( Chapter 5 )

AN: HI! 'S up! ^^ I'd like to thank ALL of my readers who have given me delightful reviews! Ooh...! Thanks. A. Bunch! Oh, and the note on the corset with Sora, oh hell yeah! <grins a mile wide> Gotta have your comedy in time of seriousness, right? ^__^ Thus why I will have this thing continue on to... Oh, several parts. But-- no spoiling! Sorry! ^^;; I just hope you'll love what I've done so far! More play-age and audience chatter-- COMING RIGHT UP!!

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Tides of Fire

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Chapter Five

Yuffie and Aerith glanced at each other as the play progressed. Yuffie was the first to snicker behind her hand. "Wow, that was a surprise!"

Aerith nodded. "But I'm not sure what surprised me more: the scene itself, or Sora and his feminine role? I think that's the most girl-like I've heard him scream."

Yuffie snickered. "Same here!"

Leon glanced at the two females and sighed silently, not wanting to cut into the conversation. He looked off to his side to see Cloud doing the same, only that he appeared as stoic and silent as ever. Shaking his head, he turned back to the play. He had to admit: it was a big surprise when Sora came out in feminine clothing, first in a jumper, and then in such an elegant dress he had only seen those of the Castle wear. But even then, it was only for special occasions and those of much higher class than he and his friends. They, instead, wore casual clothing on a regular basis, himself, Cloud and a few men dressing in different attire for military purposes. Seeing Sora in such wear caused even him to nearly sputter a laugh.

Cloud, though not as surprised as his friends (minus Sephiroth), couldn't help smirking inwardly at the sight of Sora in what must've been one heck of an uncomfortable dress. Only once did Cloud have to cross-dress, but that was too long ago. He still couldn't believe Aerith forced him; Sora, no doubt, was required to wear the dress. Cloud shook his head slightly and looked over his shoulder to the silver-haired man who was surprisingly similar to the teen.

Sephiroth held a neutral face, as he always did, no negative emotion or thought readable on his face or in his sharp green eyes. Perhaps, he thought, things will turn different. Perhaps, fate will say differently this time. Perhaps... Twitching the corner of his eye just marginally, he kept his thoughts on the progress of the play. He'd speak with the boy later.

Riku dodged the punch aimed at his face, swinging around to kick his foe. His face was twisted with half-hidden anger, his movements meant to deal the final blow. There were near misses, but nothing he cared about. Another foe cut the air by his head with a sword, the silver-haired teen bending back just as the sword passed where his body used to be. With grace he had perfected a long time ago, he twisted his body to back flip, turning to jam the hell of his boot into the gut of one of his opponents. Flicking his gaze off to the side, he dodged flying knives. Was this it? Was this the full force of the enemy? Riku elbowed the nearest foe and thrust his palm up on another's chin, making their head snap back.

His actions stopped as a voice intervened. "That was lovely, my dear prince," they said, clapping lightly. "A good show of action. Care to entertain me more?"

Riku punched another foe in the face and reeled around to face a masked figure, approaching at a slow and easy pace. "Where's Saurah?" he growled.

The masked figure chuckled. "Why, so eager, aren't you, dear prince?"

"Where is she?" Riku repeated, fists balling into fists.

"Don't be so impatient, prince, it won't get you anywhere."

But Riku was tired of waiting. After having to be restrained for a week without Saurah after her kidnap, he wasn't about to wait anymore.

Seeing Riku's growing impatience, the figure sauntered toward him, circling him slowly, henchmen loosely surrounding the two. "My, my... Perhaps a test before you may see your lovely princess?"

Riku rolled his shoulders back. "Bring whatever you like. I'll complete every challenge you throw at me and get Saurah back."

The masked figure nodded, a hand hovering lightly over a covered mouth as they laughed. Waving the other hand, another figure approached, this one not masked. More henchmen surrounded the two -- mostly around Riku who's gaze shifted from side to side in caution. "Here, my dear prince, play with this. You are too entertaining. I suppose I must acquire more fun from you before I let you in on a little secret." With a snap of the other's fingers and a backwards step, the henchmen jumped Riku, forcing the teen to respond with more quickness than before.

With struggle, he managed to defend himself, trying to remember the training he endured before then. It was hard to remember all the did and the routine he went through, parrying and dodging at the right moments when his mind told him to, and punching and kicking when his body told him to. But, even so, he eventually was brought down, his arms pinned behind his back while his feet her kicked from underneath him. He kneeled, growling as the masked figure approached again, Sora walking off to the side, hands tied together with rope while a gag was around his mouth.

"Look, dear prince, your maiden, unharmed and well." The masked figure removed the gag around Sora's mouth. "Speak to your love, girl."

Sora stepped forward slightly, eyes wide. "Lord Richard! Are you okay? Are you hurt? What are you doing here?"

Riku opened his mouth to say something, but the masked figure cut him off. "Isn't that cute? Tell me prince, do you know who I am?"

Riku shook his head. "No, but I do not care. Give me Saurah back."

The masked figure laughed and lifted a hand to their mask. "Are you sure?" Slowly, they lowered the mask to reveal...

Riku's eyebrows rose. "Sophia?!"

The female brunette laughed. "Yes, yes, it's a surprise, isn't it? Now, let me ask you something, prince. Do you kill your prisoners?"

Riku shook his head. "No, not immediately."

Selphie's eyes narrowed in delight. "Then perhaps you know of a male that you captured not long ago? A man of the name of... oh, Walker?"

Riku's brow rose higher. "Walker?" Walker was played by Wakka, the lover of the witch-like brunette before him. "Yes, I remember him."

"Then you probably know what I want."

"Walker lives. ... You want him in exchange for Saurah?"

Selhpie smiled, turning to the male brunette beside him to kept staring at Riku with wide eyes. "Yes, I give up my sister for my love."

Both Sora and Riku turned sharply at the statement. "Sister?!"

Selphie nodded. "Yes, Saurah is my dear sister. But nevertheless, I would rather have my love at my side than a half-blood."

Sora blinked several times whereas Riku stared in shock, mouth slightly open. Turning to the female brunette, he said, "If she is your sister, then why did you not take her back sooner?"

Selphie glared at Riku. "As I said, I'd rather have a lover than a half-blood."

Sora shook his head. "'Half-blood'? What do you mean?"

Selphie laughed bitterly. "Sister, you are nothing but a half sister. Had father not been a slut, I would be an only child. And to think he took you in-- Ugh! I have tolerated you all these years, and now that I finally have someone to help me rid of you and have the throne to myself, I will not keep ties with you. You, I may call 'sister,' but accept I do not."

Sora shook his head, his eyes sparkling with unshed tears. "Then all this time when I've felt a pull in the back of my head, a gap in my memory, you were the one to blame? How could you! You wiped my memory and dumped me? Is that what you did when you found a 'lover'?"

Selphie nodded, a smirk on her normally sweet features. "Yes, sister. Once I found out that Walker intended to marry me, I had the idea of ridding you once and for all. We were in a war at the time, so I used what forbidden magic I could to wipe your memory and hide you in one of the carriages traveling with the soldiers to be killed while you didn't have a clue where you were, barely of who you were besides your first name, and no trace of the past. I was at least nice enough to give you clothes. Yes, sister, I dumped you on the battlefield in hopes you'd die along with the others."

Sora's face twisted into anger as the words sank in. With a shrill voice, he yelled, "You wanted to kill me? I can't believe you! I was a sister to you and you still hated me and did all these terrible things! I was lucky enough to be rescued by Lord Richard and taken into a good home that is much better than this! I was given food, clothes, and shelter! To believe you are my half sister-- I won't hold ties with you either! If you would really want me dead, then I would rather die with Lord Richard than on some random field where death already hovers in the air. I would rather die a noble death by the person I love, not someone who was pretend to love me in turn."

Selphie laughed as if Sora said something hysterical. "Ahahaha! A noble death you say? Fine! Then I can let you die by your love right now! Go, stand before your 'Lord Richard' and die together." Yanking the rope, Selphie tied the end of the rope to one of Richard's wrists, positioning Sora in front of the silver-haired teen. With a cackle, she drew out a sword, tip poised dangerously toward the two.

Riku cursed under his breath and looked up at Sora who kneeled before him. If he didn't do something fast, they would both die. But-- how could he complete such a task? Before Riku could think or even do something, the sword pummeled.

Riku turned his gaze to Sora who squeezed his eyes shut, biting his lower lip. The boy was a good actor, Riku noted, keeping his eyes trained on the brunette's features as the scene progressed without them. So far, Sora had done extremely well with his feminine role. So far, no accidents had happened and the play went smoothly. How long would Sora last? Perhaps even to the last scene?

Sora opened his eyes slowly as he felt a hand on his shoulder. Turning, he found Wakka smile down at them. "Sir Walker?"

Wakka was in beige pants, his feet covered in sandals. More or less, his outfit was not far off from his original attire, with the addition and lack of a few things here and there. Gently, he lifted Sora to his feet, removing the rope from around his hands, helping Riku to his feet as well. Behind him, Selphie stared in utter shock, shrieking, "Walker! What are you doing?"

Wakka turned to his 'love,' shaking his head. "Hon', you can't kill you sister."

Selphie glared. "Why not? She is not my sister."

Wakka straightened his back, his voice lacking his loose and almost slang-like accent. "No, she isn't truly your sister, but it still doesn't give you the right to end her life." For a second, he almost added "ya?" to the end of his sentence. Instead, he cleared his throat and continued. "Let them live, since they have spared my life. Dear, do not be wicked in a time that you should be happy. I am back and will remain at your side."

At Wakka's sincere voice, Selphie hesitated visibly. Would she pass up the moment of a lifetime to kill her 'sister'? Would she really let this opportunity go? His words had caught her so off guard that she didn't notice he moved until she found her sword out of her hand as he was embraced in a tight hug. In her ear was a near-whisper, "Thank you, love. I will never leave you again, and we will be happy forever. Thank you for letting them live."

Over his shoulder, Wakka addressed Riku and Sora who too were embraced, but for different matters. "Richard, take your future princess and queen out of here. Go back to your kingdom and live happily as you should. Saurah, I apologize for what you have gone through. Had I known, I would've prevented all that has happened."

Sora smiled, shaking his head. "No, it is all right. Though I am still unnerved, I am not fully regretful of what has happened. Had Sophia not dumped me on the carriage, I would never have met Lord Richard."

Riku hugged Sora, arms encircling the boy's waist loosely, smiling at the other male. "Thank you for saving our lives, Walker. If you ever need anything, ask. I would like to thank you for what you've done for us."

Wakka shook his head. "No; that's all right. Please, just go."

Riku nodded and took Sora by the hand and led off the stage. Once off, he immediately dropped the other's hand. He half smiled over his shoulder as he wiped sweat from his brow, whispering to the brunette, "Good acting, Sora."

The younger male shrugged. "Thanks. Same to you."

Riku nodded and shook the front of his shirt, airing himself as best he could. "Well, we better continue with the play. Let's go."

Sora nodded and followed the taller male to the second stage, taking his hand at the last moment as they jogged onstage. They stopped before Tidus, Aladdin, the queen and His Majesty. Bell stood up quickly, hugging Riku and fawned over Sora. The mage stood back, smiling at the teen. "Welcome back, son." To Sora, he added, "It is good to have you back, Saurah."

Sora curtsied. "Thank you, lord."

Bell smiled and hugged the two boys. "You must be exhausted! Go clean up and rest -- you especially, Saurah. When you are ready, you can tell us what happened." To Aladdin and Tidus, she said, "Alan, Tomas, please escort my son and Lady Saurah to their proper rooms and baths."

Aladdin and Tidus bowed to Bell and did as they were told, the four coming off the stage. In the wing, Tidus and grinned and gave Riku a 'high five.' "Great goin', Riku! You were great out there!" Turning to Sora, he added, "You too, Sora! I'm actually glad you got forced into that female role thing, y'know? Of course I feel bad about Jasmine and all that, but this is great!"

"Don't I know how to pick good actors or what?"

The boys turned to see Selphie come up in a midnight blue dress, a hood attached to the back of it while her sleeves fanned out and her skirt reached to her ankles. Tidus, Riku and Sora regarded the girl with a nod, Aladdin smiling and inclining his head slightly.

"Ain't it Miss Pushy Director?"

Selphie mock-glared at Tidus. "Oh, hush, you. I may snap at you all, but it's for a good cause. Besides, Kairi worked really hard on this! It's like a really big project to her and me."

Tidus held up his hands to signal an apology. "Sorry. But you know I'm teasing you."

Selphie puffed a bang out of her eyes and tucked a lock behind her ear. "Well, I'm just around to get ready for my scene. And, since you all are here chatting instead of changing into your new costumes, I should congratulate you as well. You especially, Sora. You have been most cooperative of us all, even when we dumped this role on you at the last minute."

Sora shook his head, his trademark grin crossing his features. "No prob', Selph. I'm glad to help out."

Selphie grinned herself. With a wave of her hand, she dismissed them. "Well, go and change already, okay? You'll finally get to crawl out of that hellish thing and dress a little more loosely."

Sora nodded and have her a thumbs-up as she walked on stage, meeting the females in the very back to change his outfit as Riku did not far off. Only a few more scenes... Just a few more scenes... He had been able to suppress the thoughts so far, and hoped the play would end quickly and immediately. Of course, that wouldn't happen. No, he had to endure what probably were at least fifteen-to-thirty minutes worth of the play left. Could he hold in his thoughts, keep his silence until then? Could he hold his thoughts even past the celebration and party afterwards? Who knew? Hecertainly didn't.

Sora sighed slightly as he let the females slip shoes on his feet before heading toward the second stage, standing by the wing as Riku was, having finished only seconds before. He bit the inside of his cheek. How would he...? Only recently had he felt this... this indescribable thing. He didn't know at first, but suspicion grew and hints helped him figure out part of it. How was it he that missed this before? No... when he realized there was something in the first place, it was too faint that it seemed nothing at all. And all this was not too long ago. The events-- they were too separate. Or perhaps this respite time made his skills and his sense of awareness dulled. Could that be it?

He didn't know and wasn't given the chance to find out as Riku interrupted his thoughts, taking his hand as they entered the stage where people lined the stage, Bell and the mage at the very end of the stage on their thrones. Grand music played as the two slowly walked across the stage, stopping at the foot of the King and Queen's thrones. Riku knelt as Sora sank on the back of one of his feet, a kneel for the royal women in dresses with wide skirts.

Bell smiled and gestured to the two. "Rise."

Riku and Sora rose to their feet. The mage stood up as well, a hand resting lightly on the hilt of the sword that was strapped to his side. To Riku, he addressed, "My son, you have battled valiantly, with the skill of any soldier of this kingdom -- if not more; you are truly a prince."

Riku bowed slightly. "Thank you, father."

The mage nodded, stepping down toward the two. He extended his hand toward Sora who lightly took it. Without looking at the teen, he continued, "You have found the most beautiful rose of the garden."

Riku turned to face Sora who did the same. A smile graced the brunette's lips as Riku went on with his lines. "Thank you father. Though this war had many bumps and sharp turns, I am glad to have found Saurah."

The mage smiled and let go of the brunette's hand as Bell came beside them, taking her turn in praising the silver-haired prince. "My son, have you made a decision?"

Riku nodded. He took Sora's hand in his and brought the boy's fingers to his lips, talking around them. "I have been given a long time to think about this, and with such turn of events and such unhappy occurrences, I think I've made a right choice. I believe that it's already clear what I've chosen."

Sora blushed despite his attempt not to.

Bell smiled. "Yes, it is." Lightly, she took both Riku and Sora's hands in hers, laying them over each other. "I am happy for you. When the time comes, you will be a great king with a lovely queen beside you to support to and bring you happiness."

Riku nodded though his gaze was trained on Sora as the other did the same despite his blushing. "I will, mother. Thank you."

Bell laughed lightly. "Only for you, my son."

The mage nodded and gestured to the others on stage. "Let us celebrate your return and a sure victory!"

The other royals cheered and chattered, the party commencing. As the scene progressed, Kairi's voice was heard in the air again, continuing with her narration. Eventually, the scene ended and was changed to one that was held in the sand. While the second stage changed, Riku and Sora stayed off-stage to catch their breaths and get ready for the next few scenes. The proceeding one they were in was where Prince Richard explained to his parents of the event following when Saurah was kidnapped.

Bell knelt before Sora and reached up to finger the necklace around his neck. To her son, she asked, "You gave her your necklace?"

Riku came up beside the two and nodded. "Yes. It is my own declaration."

Bell smiled and stood up, hugging the silver-haired teen. "Then I am eternally glad for you. Go, son. No more should you worry of this war. Sleep peacefully and happily."

Riku nodded and took Sora's hand, again leading the other off stage. As the two left, the play went on a little more without them, Kairi narrating from the shadows. Several times Riku went on stage by himself, Sora behind to change outfits yet again. In a part of the play, Prince Richard's parents died, the King from battle and the Queen from tradition. (It was tradition for royal lineage that if a king or queen died somehow, the spouse was killed as well so that together they traveled to the afterlife. If there were any children or someone to succeed to the throne, they were not killed through tradition as well if unless they were ruler. If a king or queen did not have offspring, then the line ended there and the advisor of the king or queen would host a tournament where the champion would become the next ruler.) After a few scenes after, the scene with the crowning of the new king start with fanfares, grand entrances, a large crowd with the scene using both stages to complete, grand music, and entertainment. Tidus stood off to the side of the King's throne that remained empty. Prince Richard was to make his grand entrance later. Saurah, on the other hand, was not needed yet.

Horns blared and Riku walked through the sand, the crowd parting to let him through. When he reached the throne, he faced his 'people' proudly, standing stock still as Tidus rewarded him with the king's crown as Aladdin (off to the other side) read from a scroll. After so, Riku made a speech to his people, a king's promise to his kingdom.

"...and I will do all that is in my power to protect my people. You loved my father and mother for what they had done, and had respected them. Also, you have accepted me as your prince and join me in this all-too-small hall to accept me as your new king. In return, I will continue with my father's laws, act with my mother's kindness and gentleness, and rule with confidence and the assurance that you will support me in every stumbling step I take. I hope that you will help me and teach me, encourage me as I walk this path with steps and knowledge of an infant on his first day on his feet by himself." He paused to gesture beyond the crowd. Sora slowly entered with his hands clasped before him, back straight and head level as he walked with a dancer's grace toward the silver-haired teen. "And as I make my first few steps, I hope that you will be by my side as I make my first decision. Please accept Saurah into this kingdom as you have to me."

All eyes turned to the brunette who made his way to the throne, stopping at the base where he curtsied, head bowed slightly with his gaze on the sand below. Riku descended down the few steps that were stationed between the sand and the stone platform. He took Sora's hand and turned him to face the rest.

Addressing the crowd, he continued his speech. "She has been here for some time now, and one has yet to object to my admitting her in the castle. Does anyone here now oppose my decision?" When no one said anything, merely shaking their heads, Riku concluded, "Then let this celebration be magnificent and let all be relaxed and enjoy this wondrous night!"

Again, the crowd cheered and the music filled the air, people dancing and cheering, chattering at the happy end of the war and positive side of things. In time, the party ended and the stages were cleared, all actors free of the stages. One last scene was left.

The sound of heels against wooden boards was heard, drawing the attention of the audience toward the Paopu island. Riku and Sora walked arm in arm, Sora fingering the gem that hung from the necklace. They stopped on the island, both looking out to the sea while Sora still fiddled with the gem. After a silent moment, Riku glanced over his shoulder as he stepped up past the younger, catching him trying to look down at gem.

"Do you like it?" he asked, his voice soft.

Sora looked up. "Yes. But... tell me, Lord Richard, why did you give this to me?"

Riku turned to face the brunette, smiling as he answered, "Didn't I tell you I gave it to you for when I went out in battle? The day before you were taken from me?"

Sora shook his head. "But there was reason behind that; I know there was -- is."

Riku sighed and shook his head. "I suppose I cannot hide anything from you, can I?"

Sora shook his head, smiling. "No, you can't," he replied in a light manner.

Riku shook his head again. "To tell you the truth, I had hoped that you would be beside me on the throne."

Sora frowned. "The throne...?" he repeated, confusion in his voice.

Riku nodded. "Yes, the throne. ...Did you know that my mother gave that to me to give to whomever I wanted to? Really, it was to be for my wife, but since I had not chosen one and didn't have to for another two years, I was to wear it until then. It would be then that I would be crowned king and rule with a queen by my side. Apparently, that time came much sooner. I didn't plan on having a queen or anything like that. In fact, after all the times my father and mother had introduced me to many girls throughout my life, some claiming to have owned me, I still didn't set my eyes on someone. Until this one girl came along." He turned away to face the sea, continuing. "It was a surprise, really; I didn't expect to meet her in such a place. For the first time, I couldn't tear my eyes off her, too mesmerized by her beauty and fragileness. Do you know what she looks like? Hair like the earth beneath our feet, reaching down just pass her shoulders like a waterfall. Her body was slender and with so many curves one wouldn't know what to do with them other than explore them all. But more over, she had the clearest blue eyes I had ever seen. It was unlike the sapphires I gazed at day after day, unlike the sky overhead, and unlike the deepest blue in the ocean. They were so unique there wasn't a color to describe them. Perhaps just a plain blue? No, she was too special and her eyes were too much like exotic gems to simply be labeled as the color blue. Do you know who she was, Saurah?"

Riku turned around to face the brunette who stared at him in shock over the (surprisingly) emotional and very descriptive statement. With a smile and a small step forward, he replied for the brunette. "You."

"W-What?" Sora stuttered.

Riku's smile widened slightly. "You," he repeated. "She was you. You were the one that caught my heart when no other could. I gave you that necklace in hopes that if I had never returned, you would remember me. But since we both lived the horribly events that had passed in the war, I hoped that since you accepted the gift and through assumption, you would be willing to rule this kingdom by my side as my queen." With every word he spoke, he stepped forward until he stood in front of the younger, a hand behind his neck.

Sora looked up to meet Riku's gaze. "L-Lord Richard..."

Riku shook his head, smiling still. "Richard is fine."

"I..." Pausing, he lowered his head, hiding his face from view. A long silent moment passed. This was it, he thought. This was the scene where Riku had warned him. Sora knew what was to happen next, but still wondered. Die of embarrassment and finish this play for Kairi's sake? Or run like hell while his thoughts crashed in his head? There wasn't much of a choice, really. Finally looking up, he decided to finish the play and deal with his problems later. Pushing them away, he continued with his line. "I... I will accept."

Riku's brows lifted. "Truly, Saurah? You would stay by me here?"

Sora smiled, nodding. "I will stay with you forever, Richard. You have done so much for me. I... No. This is not out of debt. I will be with you because I want to."

Riku laughed lightly, pressing his forehead to Sora's. "Saurah, oh Saurah, thank you." Pulling away slightly, he asked, "May I...?"

Sora nodded and tilted his head back closing his eyes and drowning himself in his own silence as lips descended upon his own, ending the scene as well as the play. He ignored the audience, ignored Riku, ignored the other actors-- He ignored everything and pulled to a hidden part of his thoughts, leaning against the door that held his thoughts and visions, his feelings and uncertainty, away from everyone else. Perhaps even himself... He wanted to stay there forever, away from reality, but the lack of contact from the other male told him to continue this play a little while before he could retreat again. Doing as his conscious told him, he opened his eyes to meet with a pair of nearly glowing turquoise eyes that stared back at him, unreadable while a small smile played on his lips. Sora smiled back, knowing the audience was still watching, a majority of them shocked and silent. Sighing, half in role, half out of his own exhaustion, he leaned his head against the other's shoulder, hugging him. He stayed like that for a few minutes until the cast of the play emerged from the back, walking out on the stage. Knowing they would have to go as well, Sora pulled back and walked with Riku to the sand where they and the others bowed before the audience, applauds finally erupting.

From the audience, a certain skeleton with the name of Jack clapped, shouting, "Good job, fellas!"

Sora sighed inwardly, closing his eyes briefly as he straightened up, his gaze still on the sand below. How long, he thought. How long...?

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AN: Did you know that when I was typing this that I accidentally spelled "grand" with an 'e' at the end? Heh. Well, you can't see it now, but I still found it funny how I suddenly spelled my friend's last name in replacement of a simple word. Ah, oh well. Please look forward to the next chapter and those to come in the future for you know I'm sticking with this through and through! I'll finish this before I get on with my novel! (I sound like another Paolini, don't I? I don't I'll get that good though. ^^;; Heh.) I promise! <looks determined, posing as confetti falls from above and fireworks pop>

I hoped no one was weird-ed out by the way I did the play and how I had to make Sora act so much like a royal girl. All play, my friends. For those who just don't think so, remember: it was supposed to be Jasmine's role. Though weird, and probably freakier, it's somehow works. <wink> Well, I hope you'll enjoy how I have Sora act later on-- but I can't tell you how! Sorry! (Teasing, teasing! Heehee!) Please review for me! You know you wunna!