Kairi's Diary

Kairi's Diary

Title: Kairi's Diary
Author: Sora788
Rating: T 13+
Type: OOC/AU
Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts in any shape or form.
Crossings: Kingdom Hearts and Final Fantasy VIII
A/N: Hello everyone!! I am happy to say that this is my first Kairi fanfic. I am really excited to see how this will turn out because I have everything planned. It would mean a lot if you could review for my story, tell me what you think. I hope it's not too long, but I believe that the characters that I have used for this fanfic is quite interesting. Please review, thanks.

Kairi’s Diary

Chapter 1: Spirit of Love

My light blue eyes scanned the school library’s bookshelf for a good history book about how witchcraft was put to an end, but I couldn’t find exactly what I needed. I wanted a book to tell me all about how people who were accused of being ‘witches’ or ‘wizards’ dealt with the hardship, how they rebelled, and all that good stuff. I better get an A on this report that I am writing is for U.S. history class because I am going to work my ass off. There were enough books in my exhausted arms to level up above my chest.

My new best friend, Olette, chose the same topic as me to present. Even though we have the same course, we are not in the same class. Olette was a long time friend of mine since the third grade. Except, she and I went to different middle schools after grade school, so we never really saw each other or talked to each other again for three years, until high school.

By mistake, she came to Spanish class at the wrong period on the first day, that’s when we freaked out when we saw each other. It was a happy moment, since my other best friend, Sora, wasn’t attending the same high school. Trust me, I miss him dearly even though I have Olette around. Well, if she never made that mistake, who knows if we would we standing next to each other at this moment.

“Did you find what you were looking for, Kairi?” She raked over the line of books that I was exploring thoroughly. Letting out a depressed sigh, I said, “Not really.” We moved down to the next row, hopefully I will find what I’m looking for because we have been in this library for at least an hour and an half, after school hours of course.

A thin red book engraved with thick light-golden Castellar font letters on the spine of the book caught my attention. The title read ‘Witchcraft’, that’s all it said. Nothing else. I guess it was the brilliant scarlet color and letters that was an outcast compared to the rest of the other dull colored books. What struck me odd was that I did not see an author’s name on the cover when I inquired Olette to remove it and show me, since my hands were already occupied with several books that I just didn’t want to put down. Picking them up again would be a great struggle.

“Who wrote the book?” I asked, confused at this misleading detail. “Maybe the author forgot to write their name on it,“ Olette suggested, half seriously and half teasingly. She relaxed the book on top of my other books in my hold. “C’mon you already have enough books!”

I kinda hoped that she’d offer to carry some of this load, but she simply walked onwards to who knows where. “Wait up for me, Olette!” She was already to the table that we were studying at. Picking up her couple of books, she stayed put for me to catch up with her. I trailed behind her as we made our way to the check out desk.

I didn’t realize how many books I had picked up until I stacked them altogether on the counter for the shrewd, fragile librarian to scan. I’m assuming that I must be really desperate to pass this assignment: 10 – 14 books is more than enough.

“Excuse me, Kairi.”

The aged lady brought my attention from my ridiculous pile to the ruby book that I looked at earlier. She turned the book in all angels before she spoke again, as if to make sure she was not overlooking anything. “I don’t see the code on the back of this book for me to check it out for you.” Apparently, she was referring to the scany thingy on the back of books that you zip the scanner through.

Taking the book from her hands, I looked around the book, behind the cover, and even the back cover. It was no where. “From where did you pick the book up?” I pointed at the far corner across the library when she asked me the question.

“Can I still take out the book?”

Looking around to see if no one was nearby, she leaned in closer to me across the counter and whispered quietly. “I don’t think this book belongs to us, regardless, I think you can keep it, even if it is one of ours.”

Sweet Ms. Lee. “Are you sure?” I asked quietly back, I didn’t want to take school property and get the blame for it. She nodded her head as she continued to check out the remaining books for me. Well, if this book doesn’t belong to the school, I guess I’ll take it. Magic and witches are a bit interesting, so I wont mind adding this to my collection of books. I don’t mean to sound like a nerd, but I read a lot, way too much then an average person - or high school girl – should.