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Chapter 4 by Rowenar Rowenar

What does Kairi choose?

Desire

Her nude body seemed to fill the frame. Cheeks pink, Kairi reached out with one hand and touched her showering from in the least inappropriate place she could.

Desire. When one want is given up, there is time to focus on other things. Growth through focus. Is this the path you choose?

The world around her shattered. She braced herself, once more spirally down into the void, past where the platform had once been.

She'd already decided to specialise in magic, there was no point slanting her skills any more. Balance seemed like the best option. She didn't know what the 'want' it was talking about giving up was, nor why it entailed showing off how she looked showering, but it couldn't be much.

More than likely, it'd just end up making her want to follow the path of darkness even less.

No shadows formed around her, no darkness swelled. Instead she kept falling through the seeming-ocean, mists coalescing and rising around her.

And then she awoke. Kairi yawned, rubbing her eyes. The others would probably want to hear she'd finally been on her Dive.

She'd selected the path of the mystic and decided to forgo an unspecified desire. Magic and balance. Hopefully she'd be an even better Keyblade wielder in future, because of that. She stretched, slipping out of her sleepwear.

She was on the Destiny Islands, back home. They'd set up dividers in the hut on the island itself so they could spend more time there, rather than constantly getting a boat there and back each day. The rooms didn't compare to being back home but the option of staying was nice.

She stretched again, depositing her sleepclothes on the floor. She didn't know why she bothered. her eyes passed idly over her dress; nah, maybe do without today.

She pulled on her pair of black boots, then walked out of her room, otherwise utterly naked. She didn't know what it was, she just didn't really feel like getting dressed that day. Part of her was weirded out, but most of her shrugged it off.

Idly she walked out of the hut. She set foot on the beach again, yawning slightly. Rounded tits pale in the sun, each pink nipple in view, and a small triangle of red between her legs that had never before seen the sunlight exposed.

"Uh... Kairi?" Selphie said, hurrying over, standing between her friend and the boys. "Are you, uh, feeling ok?"

"Hm? I think so, why?" Kairi said.

"You're kinda, uh..." Selphie gestured. Kairi glanced down.

"What? They're just boobs," she said.

Selphie blinked; Kairi smiled encouragingly, then hurried out around her friend. Even after training, her ass still had some jiggle to it as she ran.

"Hey!" Kairi called, waving. Her tits moved all the more when she ran faster. "Tidus! Wakka! Anyone else on the island today?"

Huh, why were they staring at her so much?

How does Kairi fare in a life where she has no desire to get dressed?

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