Hey guys, I didn't get a ton of feedback on that last chapter, understandable, so I'm trying to get this chapter up a bit earlier than I had originally planned. After all, this is the final chapter. Yes, we've arrived at the end of the road for The Marvelous List of Summer Misfortunes. I'll chat with you all a bit more at the end of the chapter, so up until then, I hope you all enjoy the final chapter!

(~Naminé~)

A week after the party, Roxas and I were still the only two talking. Kairi and Sora were still too scared to even mention the other one, and Xion was so bitter she wouldn't hear about trying to talk to Riku and get things straightened up. Roxas had gone out with Xion the night before, and I'd hoped that he'd been able to talk her into conversing with Riku. As for Roxas and I, I hadn't been able to sit still since the party. Nobody would if they knew the boy they were crushing hard on was crushing on them as well. I knew this phase would wear off-it always does-but for the time being I was content with feeling unreasonably happy and only stressing about what to wear when I saw him.

So of course I didn't notice when I got into Roxas' car that evening and he seemed unusually jittery and out of it. "Hey, Roxas!" I greeted as I ducked into his passenger seat and buckled myself into the chair. He smiled briefly at me and tapped the gas pedal with his foot. The car lurched forward and I gripped the arm rest and glanced at him with wide eyes. "What was that?" I asked in surprise. He glanced in my direction and shook his head, "Nothing, the car is just acting up again." "Oh." I replied, and turned to look out my window. 'Again?' when did his car act up the first time? Oh well, I probably didn't pay attention whenever his car acted up the first time. We drove the distance from my house to the ice cream parlor in unusual silence. I didn't mind though. He was probably tired. Our ice cream excursion also remained oddly devoid of conversation.

Asides from the occasional comment about the sky or the ice cream or the other person's clothes, we sat in an unusual quiet that grew from being an ignorable occurrence to a silence that began to deeply bother me. I finished my ice cream rather quickly and looked up at Roxas, who avoided looking me in the eye. I tilted my head to the side and quirked one of my eyebrows. "So, is there something wrong?" I inquired, and he looked up at me, "What? No, of course not. Why?" he answered, and I shrugged, "No reason, just curious." And with that, I waited for him to finish his ice cream in silence. Had I done something in the car to weird him out? Had I offended him sometime in the last few days? I couldn't think of anything I could have said or done to make him give me the cold shoulder. Maybe he was upset about something at home. But he would tell me about that, I'd hope…

I continued to pointlessly worry until he stood and jerked his head in the direction of the door, "Alright, let's get out of here." I smiled up at his and said, "Okay!" and followed him back to his car. He pulled out of the ice cream parlor's parking lot without saying a word and drove silently across town. Was he sick? Was that why he wasn't talking a lot? Maybe his throat hurt…But what if it was something serious. What if he'd decided he didn't like me anymore? Oh god, was he leading me away to tell me he'd always loved Xion?! I noticed his car stop outside the woods that lead to the Old Mansion. Where we had our ice cream fight. Where we kissed for the first time. How ironic. He was going to break the news to me at the site of our first kiss. I cracked my knuckles, ready to hit him if I had to.

He opened his car door and said, "Follow me." So I did just that, I followed him through the short passage of woods and into the yard of the Old Mansion. I saw him wring his hands and I sighed, this was it. "Listen, Naminé-" "Listen, Roxas-" We both spoke and stopped at the same time, an awkward silence enveloping us. He scratched the back of his head and said, "You can…go first." I huffed and answered, "Roxas, if you've decided that you don't like me anymore, you need to say so, you can't just awkwardly stare at me all night." His mouth opened and shut again, his facials contorting between multiple emotions. After a moment of him trying to collect his thoughts, he asked, "You thought I was going to tell you that I didn't like you anymore?" I nodded and shrugged, "You've been acting so weird tonight, I don't know…" I suddenly became aware of how stupid I sounded, and bit my lip. Roxas laughed lightly and shook his head, "Naminé…you're so dumb." "Hey!" I exclaimed, scowling at him. "Okay, okay, you're not stupid, that's me. I just…wow. No, Naminé, I'm not about to break up with you. Just follow me for a sec, will ya?" he said, and I hesitantly followed him as he walked towards the mansion.

We traveled in silence through the dusty house and up to the attic, where we carefully crawled onto the roof. "What are we doing on the roof?" I asked once we were teetering along the sloped shingles. He glanced at me from the corner of his eye, and took a deep breath, "here goes nothing." I muttered, and moved so that he was crouched on one knee, "Naminé, oh light of my life, will you publicly claim me as your boyfriend?" And that was when I started laughing. His face dropped and he asked, "What? Am I really that dumb? Is this your way of saying no or something?" I put a hand to my mouth and shook my head. I just couldn't believe that I'd accused him of wanting nothing to do with me not ten minutes earlier. Once I caught my breath I said, "Well, I guess you do in fact like me." He rolled his eyes and said, "You're right, I do. I hope I made that painfully obvious." I snickered and grinned down at him. He smiled up and me and asked, "So can you give me an answer? My knee is killing me." I giggled again and said, "Yes, Roxas, I would love to publicly claim you as my boyfriend." "Alright, solid, now let's get off the roof." He exclaimed, and hopped to his feet.

"But what are we gonna do now? Were you just going to ask me out and then drop me back off at home?" Roxas deadpanned, "Do you know how nervous I was?! I didn't get anything planned past this point. I was just focused on you saying something that wasn't 'hell no'!" I scoffed, "Oh please, Roxas, did you really think I would say no?" he shrugged, "You never know." I rolled my eyes and extended my hand, "Come on, we're going back to my place." His eyebrows raised, "Oh my." I whacked the back of his head, "My parents will be home, we can't make out in front of my parents!" I teased and he grinned, "Hey, I didn't say anything about making out!" I smiled and suggested, "Nobody's at your house, right?" He practically yanked my arm off as he ran back to his car.

(~Kairi~)

Sora and I still hadn't spoken to one another even after a week. Naminé had insisted fervently that I speak with Sora, but I just couldn't bring myself to do it. Sure, Sora and I weren't talking and therefore nothing was being done to fix the problem, but at least nothing was being done to damage the problem either. And I would gladly take that over Sora and I finally speaking again any day. After a week my mother had sent me to the store to pick up a few groceries, despite my begging to stay in and further my career of being a lazy blob on my couch. I'd finally caved, and driven to the super market, grumbling to myself the whole way. I planned to make my trip as quick as possible, grab what I needed, pay, and leave. It was when I was perusing the vegetable section that my plans went awry.

"Kairi?" I heard a particularly horrifying voice call from behind me. My mind shouted an impressive slew of curses and I slowly turned to give my brunette friend a very pained smile. "Hey…Sora." I muttered, doing my best to keep my feet grounded in one place on the floor. He gave me a small smile and waved slightly, "How've you been? I haven't seen you since the party." I couldn't handle the levels of awkwardness in the air and hastily replied, "I'm fine, you know what? My mom wanted me back at my house as soon as possible, so I'll talk to you later!" And I quickly turned to leave. "No you won't." He muttered from behind me. I paused for a moment, and considered turning back to him, but decided against it and kept walking. But that comment bothered me so much! I finally turned back to see him checking out the veggies that I had previously been standing in front of. I approached him and demanded, "What was that supposed to mean?"

He turned to me, surprise flickering in his eyes. He shrugged and answered simply, "You haven't talked to me since the party." I felt my upper lip twitch and I shifted my basket of groceries from my left arm to my right. "Well I've been busy with my family this week is all." I answered, inwardly screaming at myself for never learning how to lie well. He shrugged for the thousandth time and started to turn back to the vegetable stand. "Well wait." I said, and he glanced at me with a raised eyebrow, "Yes?" I bit my lip and asked, "Why does it matter whether I've talked to you?" My backbone was quickly leaving me, and with every word that I spoke I felt more and more unsure of my capability to say something without screwing myself more. Sora looked at me like I had just shot his dog, and he replied harshly, "Seriously, dude?" I raised my eyebrows, why was he mad at me?

"What?" I asked, genuinely lost on what he was trying to imply. He sighed and asked, "Do you really want me to do this right here?" "What on earth are you talking about?" He groaned and said, "You can't just let a guy tell you he loves you and then avoid him for the next week. That's not cool." Oh. Oh. Oh shit. I let my mouth blabber and make rather unintelligent noises for a moment while I tried to come up with my brilliant response to that. I came up with, "Uh…" very smart, I know. He turned back to the vegetables and muttered, "You could have at least told me you didn't feel the same." "Wait! Sora, wait a sec." My brain finally popped into gear and I continued, "You want to know why I didn't talk to you for a week?" "Sure." He replied without turning around. I took a deep breath and confessed, "Because what girl gets trashed and then pukes her guts out right after the guy of her dreams tells her he loves her?" Now that got his attention.

"What?" he sputtered, and I nodded, "Yeah…Most girls respond a little better than I did." And then he started laughing. I stared at him in confusion, "Why on earth are you laughing at me?" He shook his head and said through his attempts to catch his breath, "Well come on, Kairi, I thought you hated me for a week and it turns out you were just embarrassed about throwing up." "Hey, that's a decent reason to be embarrassed!" I snapped defensively. He shook his head and said, "Yeah, yeah, whatever." And closed the distance between us and kissed me. His hands cupped the back of my head, and he didn't let go until I was kissing his back.

Have you ever kissed someone and it just felt so…right? It's not like when people say that they felt 'on fire' or desire bursting from their insides, but it just feels absolutely right for that moment. That's what it felt like to kiss Sora. When we did break apart he grinned excitedly at me, "I've wanted to do that for years." I nodded, "I feel ya." He chuckled and flung an arm around me, "So can I introduce you as my girlfriend now?" he inquired, and began walking with me under his arm. I twirled away from his grasp and shrugged, "I suppose so, but you have to officially ask me, I will not accept that." He rolled his eyes and protested, "Come onnnnnnn, Kairi!" "Ah, ah, ah, no protesting." I chided, wagging my finger at him.

He rolled his eyes again and inquired, "Well can I take you out on a date then?" I thought about this for a moment and responded, "I'm sure I can fit you into my schedule." He grinned and gave me a monstrously huge hug, "Thanks, Kairi!" I giggled and wrapped my arms around his middle, "Yeah, whatever. Now help me carry this stuff and we can go get fro yo." He was so excited I could practically picture him as a puppy, wagging his tail in glee.

(~Xion~)

After a week, I received a voice mail from Riku. I'd been at the movies with Olette when My phone rang, and, being a courteous, good-mannered movie goer, I silenced my phone. I didn't even check to see who called until we were walking out of the theater, and at that point they had called nearly an hour ago. "Olette…Olette, Riku called me." I said urgently when I finally did check my phone. "What? When?" she questioned eagerly. "Like an hour ago. He left me a voice mail." I answered, and she squealed. "Oh, listen to it, right now!" I sighed, and called my voice mail. After the automatic voice told me I had one unheard message, Riku's voice filled the receiver, and I had to work to keep a grin off of my face. "Hey, Xion, it's me. Roxas said he talked to you last night and I guess I should tell you what happened…um, meet me at the clock tower around eight? Okay, see ya then." Olette giggled and said, "He sounded nervous." I nodded, "Yeah…" he really did sound nervous, and the truth was, I felt nervous. What if I flashed him or tried to have dirty drunk sex with him?

"Hey, I'll catch up with you later, thanks for going to that movie with me!" I said to Olette, who nodded and told me to go get ready, and get ready I did. I sat in front of my mirror for an hour and freaked out. What if he told me he never wanted to be seen with me again? In the end, I did nothing to my clothes, hair, or face to make them look better; I just threw on a fresh coating of deodorant and a pair of flip flops and got to the clock tower fashionably late at 8:04. Riku was waiting for me with a bar of sea-salt ice cream. I smiled faintly at him and thanked him for the ice cream. "No problem, let's get up there before someone takes our spot." He said, gesturing to the top of the tower. I agreed and we ascending the tower in silence.

At the top we sat along the ledge and for a moment just sat there, awkwardly eating out sea-salt bars. I finally got sick of it and prodded, "So are you going to tell me what happened or not?" he swallowed a chunk of the ice cream and replied, "Sure, sure…what's the last thing you remember?" I tried not to cringe as I answered, "Us in that room upstairs, kissing." He nodded, and scratched the back of his head before saying, "Well, first of all promise you won't kill me. Or anything drastic like that." "yeah, sure, whatever. Get on with it." I said, and he snorted, "If you're worried we had sex, don't worry. I do have some human decency, I didn't let you." While I was totally and completely grateful for that, I still exclaimed, "You didn't let me?!" He shrugged,

"Well, we were kissing, and making out, and we made it to the bed, and then you just started crying, and I mean, not just a few tears, either, like total sobbing meltdown. It was kinda freaky. And I kept asking why you were sad, and you kept saying, 'I like you, I like you!' over and over again for like, ten minutes straight! And when I said, 'Well I like you, too.' You got all quiet and asked if I 'like-liked you' like we were in the sixth grade and I think I laughed and then I said yes." He paused there, and gulped, "And after that, you just got so happy, I've never seen you so excited and giggly. You were like a little girl. It was kind of cute. And then I felt really bad for thinking you were cute because I started kissing you again and you were just thrilled about that! And…uh, you kind of put your hand down my pants…like four times." "What?!" "Well, if it makes you feel any better, you did a pretty good job." 'Oh my god…" "Well I stopped you when you tried to take my pants off if that counts. But then you started trying to seduce me or something, I really don't know. But you were like, crawling around the bed, and you kicked your shoes off and they like, punctured the wall, I started laughing. And then you asked if I thought you were funny, and before I could answer, you flashed me." I slapped a hand over my mouth in shock, "but then you got super tired super quick, and we kissed for a while, and then you passed out on top of me, and I had to push you off and tuck you in next to me…so, yeah. There's that."

I stared at him in horror for a moment before saying, "Sorry…" He looked at me in surprise, "Why are you apologizing? You were very drunk. It's not like you'd do any of that if you were sober." And I could see how sad he was about in in his eyes. This was a test. If I answered yes, then I was openly, soberly admitting to my affections, and if I said no, well, I was screwed. "You have plenty of girls for that when you're sober." I muttered. He scoffed and stared at me for a moment, "Are you kidding me?" He questioned, "Are you kidding me?" when I said nothing but continued to stare at him, he continued, "Believe it or not, Xion, I am capable of actually caring about one girl at a time! I'm not some conniving player who just leads on every female I see. Yes, I've made out with girls for fun before. Yes, I've dated just for shits and giggles, but that doesn't change the fact that I really like you, Xion."

For a moment I didn't reply, I just bit on the stick to my now gone sea-salt bar. "Are you going to say anything or did I just tell you that I like you more than a friend to be escorted to the friend zone?" I blinked and threw my stick over the edge of the tower, "Riku, I like you…like a lot. And pardon me for being cautious. I'm just making sure our friendship isn't screwed over because of this." He snorted, "It's not." I quirked my eyebrows and asked, "Why?" "Because, we both want to keep our friendship, but…we both like each other. So don't people that date normally start out as friends?" I nodded cautiously, "So…You should be my friend, who is also a girl, who is also the person I'm dating." He said with a grin. I chuckled slightly, and asked, "Did you just ask me to be your girlfriend?" "Sure did!" I laughed and punched his arm, "You're a dipshit." I said, and he leaned in, resting his head on my shoulder, "But I'm you're dipshit!" he exclaimed, and grinned at me, inching closer. I sighed, and exclaimed, "Oh, what the hell!" and kissed him with the sun setting behind us like in all of those cliché chick flick. Only this chick flick was real.

'August 2nd:

Naminé and Roxas both pretended to be WASTED, but in the end, she didn't get any action, just a kiss. At least they're dating now…After dear Naminé assumed Roxas was leaving her before he asked her out.

Kairi puked everywhere right after Sora confessed his love to her. And then they didn't talk for a week. Silly Kairi!

Xion definitely tried feeling Riku up in a drunken haze. That's all we have to say about that.

Olette was walked in on while she was getting in on with Hayner while the aforementioned Xion was very, very trashed. Oh Xion…

Love,

Kairi, Naminé, Xion, and Olette'

Well, well, well. I've successfully completed one story that I don't hate. This is exciting! I'd like to thank everyone who reviewed, especially early on, those who favorite and followed, as well and anyone who PM'd me about this story. You all were so inspiring and kind to me. And I had an absolute blast writing for you! Now if you still want to keep me entertained with reviews, please visit my other KH story, or, if you're a fan of A:TLAB I have a story in that fandom as well. I love you all SO much, and I hope you all have fabulous and wonderful days, weeks, years, lives, etc. Just enjoy them!

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