KH: Hair

Xion looks at Kairi and Naminé, specifically their hair.

Long, flowing, vibrant.

It falls over their shoulders and caresses their shoulder blades—enticing.

Sora runs his fingers though Kairi's ruby red strands when he draws close to her and she welcomes him home—he lets his fingertips run along the back of her neck before dipping his head to hers. Roxas takes a lock of Naminé's pale gold tresses to kiss when she ignores him to focus on her drawings—he picks up the slight curl right off her chest, fingers brushing the tops of her breasts.

Xion tugs at one of her own locks.

Short, choppy, dim.

It doesn't even reach far enough to brush her shoulders, only long enough to frame her young face—cute and not at all alluring.

Riku walks up to her then and brushes away her bangs. His hand follows the action through and guides the stray strands behind her left ear, fingers briefly gracing the shell. To finish off, He tugs the same lock of hair when it stubbornly falls to the side of her face again. So close, Riku's voice ghosts along the overtly exposed skin of her neck.

"You okay?"

Xion takes Riku's hand—the one that had fun with her hair—and smiles.

"I am now."