Oh look, another LSU fanfic. In the Sea of LSU fanfics. (Wow, sarcasm before the fic even starts. Nice)

Anyway, This fic is about Sora becoming a pop star, and Kakkii teaching him the ways of fame. Because Reasons™. This is not slash fiction. There's no romance or anything like that at all.

Also this takes place a couple years after Tendo and Hikaru first visited Waginoma.

[I'm dyslexic so... There's probably going to be some errors...]


"Summer heat overlapped the island. The palm trees danced with the ocean breeze."

"When I think back to those moments, reality suddenly seems to freeze."

Sora leaned back into his chair, and sighed. In pure boredom, he attempted to write a poem.

He wasn't very good at it.

Sitting back up, he crumpled the paper and threw it towards his small trash can.

It missed entirely and fell to the floor.

He really didn't feel like getting up and putting it away, so he just sighed louder, and more indignantly.

Getting another piece of paper, he tried to write something else.

"The sea glistens... Like clean dishes" What?

Another paper.

"The trees look like... Green" Huh?

Another paper.

"This cake tastes like sulfuric acid" Alright sure. Whatever floats your boat, man.

He throws the last paper away into the trash, where it so desperately belongs. Maybe he just isn't emo enough to write poetry. Where'd he even get the idea to write it in the first place? Who knows.

He decides to agonizingly carry himself outside for a walk. Maybe something will happen. Or it wont. Again.

Walking around the docks, he notices a small crowd of people. People he has never seen before, or at least, most of them.

There was one person who seemed vaguely familiar. He can't quite seem to remember where he'd seen him before.

He was a rather tall man, or at least, taller than Sora. He had short, blond hair, and a facial expression that says "I'm better than everyone." But he doesn't really know the guy, or he doesn't remember knowing him, so he'll save the judgement for later. Probably.

"Hey, Sora!" -A voice called out, one that Sora knows very well.

"Hey, kaori. What's up?" He replied, turning around to face her.

She had a huge smile on her face, and she was hopping around excitedly.

"He's here again! I can't believe it~! I heard he was filming a new movie~! I wonder if I can convince them to let me in it! Oh and he brought a dog that was supposedly from the hospital Tendo works at! And-" She went on forever about all sorts of things that Sora didn't particularly care about. But he pretended to listen anyway, because he didn't want to ruin her good mood.

The blond man soon began to head for the Hotel, some people carrying loads of luggage following behind him.

"Oh! There he goes! I wonder if I could say hello to him?! Would he get mad!? He seems like he might be busy but he's super nice so I don't think he would mind- OH but maybe-"

Before she could finish, Sora had a question.

"Uh, who is he, exactly...?"

"HUUUH?! Sora, you don't know Kakkii?! He's the best and most popular singer ever!" She shook her head in disappointment. "Plus, he's been here before, remember! He was at OUR clinic!"

She then grabbed Sora by the arm and started pulling him along. "Come on! I'll go introduce you! I'm sure he will remember you!"

Sora tried to pull away, but it was as useless as a battery powered battery charger.

"Kaakkiiiiiii~!" Kaori shouted.

Kakkii turned around and smiled at the red head dragging... a very angry looking kid.

"Oh, a fan! Hello, angel, how are you?" He gave a soft smile.

"O-Oh, I'm doing just fine! I'm sorry to bother you- It's just I wanted my brother to meet you, since he doesn't know you and I thought, well... Yeh..." She nervously pushed Sora forward.

"Ah, well hey! I'm known as Kakkii, and I'm a professional handsome singer~ what's your name, kid?" Kakkii smiled, again. Because that's all he apparently does in my world.

"Uh... I'm Sora... Nice to...Meet... You...?" Sora stood there awkwardly. Not sure how he should act around this... Individual.

"Sora? Oh, like the sky! That's a very cool name!"

When Kakki said that, it reminded Sora of Hikaru and Tendo. They haven't visited in years...

"Thanks..." Sora suddenly felt very unenthusiastic. Well, he was unenthusiastic before, but now to a more substantial degree. He really missed his friends.

Kakkii noticed the sadness in his expression. "What's wrong?" He asked.

"Huh? Nothing. I have... Things to do. See ya." Sora put his hands behind his neck, as per usual, and walked off. Kaori was a bit upset with Sora for ditching her and Kakkii like that, and was definitely going to have a word or two with him later. But for the meantime, she wanted to talk to Kakkii more.

It's been a long time since he had seen Hikaru and Tendo. Where were they? Are they doing fine? Why haven't they visited again? Are they Busy? Do they not care...?

Sora sat on the sand at the beach. Thinking.

"A singer, huh...?" He thought.

"Maybe I could try singing... Not like I have much else to do..."

He took a deep breath, and let his feelings go.

He started off very quiet, but eventually his voice grew louder.

He wasn't paying much attention to what he was singing about, but how he was feeling.

It was nice.

He's glad that no one was around to hear him though, that would be embarrassing.

"Hey! You're pretty good!" A voice called out.

Oh.

Looks like it's time for death.

Sora felt like he turned into stone, and then quickly started turning into lava.

He slowly turned around to see who was there.

Oh...

It was just the blond guy. What was his name again? Cocky? Whatever.

"W-WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!?" Sora was just a little bit upset.

"Woah-! Calm down! I didn't want to stay in the hotel all day... I wanted to visit the beach again. It was one of my favorite places at this island... And I heard that the jellyfish numbers went down a lot, so I thought I would go for a swim with my dog, Cookie." Kakkii said, looking down at Cookie the dog.

"WELL, LEAVE!" Sora was ever so slightly more perturbed.

"Sorry, I didn't know you owned this beach! That it was YOUR beach. That belongs to YOU, right? Yours? Your beach? The beach that belongs only to you?" Kakkii's intense sassiness made Cookie pout.

Sora groaned bitterly, looked towards the ocean again, and started mumbling irritably to himself.

Kakkii decided to sit next to Sora, ignoring the fact that it probably wasn't a good idea. But he knew people would show up to his funeral if something happened to him, so it was chill.

They both sat there quietly for a moment. There was only the sound of the ocean, and Cookie splashing in the water.

Until Kakkii attempted to speak.

"You're a really good sing-"

"I'm leaving." Sora rudely cut him off, as he immediately got up and started thumping his feet on the sand.

"Huh?! Wait-!" Kakkii followed Sora.

"LEAVE ME ALONE-!" Sora shouted, quickening his pace.

Sora and Kakkii were basically running at this point. Cookie following next to Kakkii.

But Kakkii persisted; following Sora all the way to the clinic.

When Sora got to the entrance of the clinic, he slammed the door in Kakkii's face, making Kakkii howl in pain.

Daichi and Kaori were there, and they saw the whole door-to-Kakkii's-face crime that Sora committed.

"Sora... Did you just slam the door in Kakkii's face?!" Kaori stood there, shocked.

"Sora! What do you think you're doing!?" Daichi shouted.

"HE'S CHASING ME! HE DESERVES A DOOR TO THE FACE!" Sora shouted back. Good thing Shizuku wasn't there or Sora's internal organs would be splayed all the way to Ireland.

"Sora you can't just slam a door, in KAKKII's face-!" Kaori got furious.

"YOU DON'T SLAM A DOOR IN ANYONE'S FACE!" Daichi was far more furious.

Just then, the door started to open. Kakkii slowly peeked in, blood dripping from his nose.

He touched his face a bit, and noticed the blood.

"Good thing I'm at the clinic I guess..." He said, still a bit dazed from the impact.

"Kakkii! I'm sorry my brother is a HUGE jerk, come in we'll fix you up in no time!" Kaori rushed towards him in a panic, and pulled him into the room.

"Yes, I'm so sorry about my son... Please come in and I'll take care of your nose." Daichi said.

Kakkii came in and sat on the weird bed thing they usually have at clinics/hospitals. Y'know the ones with that paper stuff. He sat on that thing.

He then looked at Sora and spoke "Yeah, what was the deal, man? I just wanted to talk to you!"

"Well I don't want to talk to you! And you didn't have to chase me..." Sora was still pretty frustrated.

Kakkii was probably more frustrated. He was famous, how could anyone slam a door in his beautiful face?! "I was just trying to compliment you! I thought your singing was amazing! But then you go and ruin my perfect nose... I just thought that, oh, I don't know, maybe you could become like, a HUGE pop star like me! Fame! Fortune! DOGS! THINK ABOUT IT!"

"Wait- Sora you can sing?!" Kaori looked at him with surprise.

"W-Well... Not exactly I just... Tried to sing..." Sora turned away in embarrassment.

"But Kakkii, the best singer EVER, really thinks you could be famous! That's amazing! Sing something right now-!" Kaori was really excited now.

"Yeah, I'd love to hear you sing again!" Kakkii said excitedly, before Daichi patched his nose, making Kakkii shiver with pain.

"N-No-! I-I don't want to! I'm leaving!" Sora rushed off.

"WAIT!" Kakkii and Kaori shouted out before chasing after him. Cookie's little doggie feets pattering quickly behind them.

Sora went to his room, and the other two followed. Daichi just did whatever; I don't really care enough to think of what.

"Get out of my room! I'm tired of this just leave me alone already!" Sora really just needed a nap right about now.

"No! Not until you sing! In fact, not until you decide to become a pop star like Kakkii!" Kaori was full of energy and couldn't nap even if she was as tired as Sora.

Sora and Kaori bickered back and forth, while Kakkii observed the room a bit. He noticed a ball of crushed up paper on the floor by a trashcan. He picked it up, not caring about "privacy" or whatever, and began to open it.

"Sora," Kakkii interrupted their arguing. "Let me teach you how to be a pop star."