- - ¨ - » Swingin ·

Kairi was pissed off. Yeah, badly. Because sometimes when people don't take a hint she goes a teensy bit over the edge. And someone had not taken a single hint, whisper, word, scream or slap she had given him.

Because he, oh yeah, just laughed.

She was positively fuming now. Stupid redheads ruin all the fun, is what her friend once said – at the time she felt insulted. Now she knew why. Because a stupid redhead was ruining all the fun and sitting there in her swing just watching her; he wasn't even swinging, goddammit. Just sort of glaring at her with this playful smirk cut across his face just above the chin.

She sat on the 'castle' roof, absentmindedly reading the messages on its frame during her breaks from Glaring At Axel. She wasn't paid much, but it was steady work and at least she got some emotional boost from it.

The castle was a sad site. It was only standing about two metres in the air, looking as though it would fall as soon as that little kid with short, curly hair who could only weigh as much as Kairi's school bag, stepped up the half metre high ladder and climbed up onto the graffitied tower. The castle was feeble like one of those little marbles that could never win you anything. The swing however, it stood tall and majestic, reaching to the uppermost corners of Heaven with iron chains that swirled back down from said Paradise to reach about three quarters of a metre off the ground.

The swing was a big marble. The one that caught all the little marbles and turned them into useless rubbish you'd give some kid in grade one who has no idea how to play.

"Axel, get off mah fuckin' swing!"

Axel laughed again: a cruel, snide, I-own-the-world-and-you-in-it kind of laugh. The one he always used; every time he stole her swing, every time he pushed in front of her in the dinner queue, every time he nicked her school books. "I don't see your name on it." He replied with a air of one who has won. No questions.

Because Axel always wins.

Kairi growled, the corners of her lips turning up. She jumped off her little marble and headed over to the big marble that was rightfully hers. It was the only part of the stinking park that was decrepid and falling apart. The only part of the park which the gangs didn't stink up with drugs or kick down. The only part she liked.

No one came to that park, ever. It was only ever Kairi and rarely Axel. Then it became occasionally Axel, and then sometimes Axel and after that often Axel. Suddenly, without Kairi realising it, she was sharing the park with Mr. Always Axel.

Kairi's hand gripped round the collar of Axel's shirt and pushed him back causing the swing to creak violently and Axel having to steady it slowly back towards Kairi. Of course, he was laughing that sneery little smirk-laugh all the way down. "Ooh, KaiKai likes it rough."

Kairi let out an exasperated sigh and rolled her eyes.

"Aw, is KaiKai fed up? Is she gonna go head off back home to mommy and," Axel paused trying to think of something to say - a first, in Kairi's opinion. Stupid smartass always had something to effin' say about something. An evil, malicious grin spread across Axel's pointy face. "And bitch to her diary?"

Kairi's head shot up, "My diary?" She looked round as though expecting to see all the bitchy, catty, popular school students in the world there, watching and listening, "...What about my diary?"

Axel laughed and Kairi would've punched him had it not been for her need to know about her diary. "Everyone knows about your diary, KaiKai." Kairi's face heated up like an egg on the pavement when the sun beats down at ninety. Except she didn't go white – no – she went red. A beautiful shade that really brought out the matching flash of red in her eyes as she lunged for Axel.

Axel landed with an "Oof!" on the soft peeling tarmac. Kairi on top of him, fist raised, ready to punch him in the eye if needs be. "Tell me everything you know about my diary!"

Axel laughed but immediately stopped when he saw the hand sail down and barely miss him by an inch. "I was joking – no need to get so worked up about it, KaiK- Kairi." The fist landed, yet again, near millimetres from his face. She could feel her knuckles starting to throb as they gained large red dots from the rough surface.

Kairi suddenly realised the... compromising position she and Axel were currently in. And in the same second, she realised what she could do. And she would be the winner – not Axel.

Kairi scrambled up from Axel and plopped down onto the swing. Axel breathed a short: "Fuck."

Then it was Kairi's turn to laugh. Not the cruel laugh like Axel's, but the pretty, nice, happy laugh like Kairi's. She stood up on the swing and reached as high as she could, she caught hold of another swing – one that had been swung round and round and round and round until its beginning was also its end. She threw the swing base over the bar, looping it round and round and round and round until its beginning was its beginning and its end was its end.

She patted the seat next to her.

"Sorry, I forgot about the other one."

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authorsnote: Blah. The ending is not how I imagined because I have trouble working up my dialogue into what I want it to be worked up into. Henceforth, Kairi and Axel don't sit in a tree, doing things they shouldn't be. I'm pretty proud of it though so DONOTDISS. Well, diss if you feel the need because flamers, though frowned upon, are able to come and go as freely as they like. growl There are two more of these for RoxasRikku and DemyxNaminé. I know how the RoxasRikku one goes and I have a pretty vague idea of the DemyxNaminé one.

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