A/N: So here is the first chapter of "Roses are blonde and violets are red?!".
If you haven't figured out what the title means, well good luck then.
Just don't be surprised if you wake up in China missing a body part. -COUGH-Ebay-COUGH-
Huh? What? Psshhh, you're just hearing things.
Well, anyway here is the story.
/EDIT/ Fixed it. Kind of.
So, let's start over again.
I'm Trisha, and this is/was my first Kingdom Hearts fanficcy.
The weather forecast for today is AU, with a slight chance of AkuRoku. In the highs are RikuSora and in the mid-lows some Zemyx. There's a language advisory out right now, and the rating may change depending upon the forecast. Blah blah blah. Blah blah blah blah. Blah.
Now that I'm done pretending I was a weather person, here we go.
Why'd I choose to revise it? Well, there were so many errors that I wanted to rip my hair out. Literally.
Now it's allllll first point of view. Maybe some omniscient point of view occasionally.
And my friend (WEEE! Love you Dani! See you at school. Lawls.) did help me start revising it, but told me if I want to get any better at writing I had to do it myself. So here I am. Am. Am. Back Again. (Sounds familiar no idea where it's from though.)
Okay, done with the edit thing.
Oooh, one more thing. Sora doesn't swear anymore.
Why'd I do that?
'Cause I'm cool like that. Well that and I don't want every character being the same.
Ooooh, and another thing. Thanks for all the people who reviewed, favorited (Is it even a word?), alerted, and still stuck with me even though I hadn't updated this story, in a reallllly long time.
Thank you! 8D
/EDIT END/
Disclaimer: I own nada, zilch, nothing, expect maybe the plot. But I can dream, right:D
Roses are blonde x violetsare red?!
"WHAT?!" I glared at my father.
"You heard me." He glared back.
"You.. you can't just ship me off whenever you like!" My anger was rising very quickly.
"I'm not sending you to your aunt just because I want to." He replied with a monotone voice.
Is he kidding me?! He is just leaving me with my aunt just because he wants to! A low growl escaped my throat.
"And that is exactly why!" He pointed to me with his index finger.
So he wants to play dumb? Fine with me.
I started to pretend sob. My mother looked at my father in awe. "Can he maybe just-" My mother was interrupted by my oh-so-happy father.
"NO! He's leaving whether he likes it or not. Final. End of discussion."
"What discussion? Last time I checked this was a argument." I stated matter-of-factly.
Probably not the smartest thing to do, since sarcasm gets my dad's undies in a knot. If he even wears underwear.. Eewww, bad mental image. I shuddered.
Just when my father was probably going to explode from anger—Is he turning purple?—my fraternal twin brother Sora, casually walked into the room and sat down on the sofa.
"That," He pointed at my brother. "Is why you're leaving."
You've got to be shitting me.
Sora glanced from me to my father then to me again. "Huh?" Was his simple reply.
"You are a bad influence to your brother."
"..." I started laughing.
"That's the best reason you have? Please, Sora is the one who's a bad influence on me."
I then mouthed ''No offense'' to Sora and he mouthed back to me ''None taken''.
If you're wondering what I meant by the bad influence thing, I was referring to last week when my brother came home from a party at 3 A.M.
Sora and I were also were experts at deciphering what we mouthed to each other. We did it so often when we were little kids, maybe that's the reason why we're so good at it.
"Well, that's the reason so too bad."
'Too bad'? What is he.. five?
My mother sighed, breaking the eerie silence in the room. I was now sitting on the sofa next to my brother. I looked up at my mother and I knew what the look in her eyes meant. It of course meant that there was probably nothing you can do to change my narrow-minded father's mind.
Sora's left eye started twitching. I think that everything my father has done and said had finally started to sink into my brother's thick-headed skull.
Since he's my twin, am I also that thick-headed?
Nah.
"Y-you-re doing what!?!" My brother jumped off the sofa and shrieked at the top of his lungs.
I groaned. I really didn't want to do this whole argument-conversation again.
I knew what was about to happen.
Sora was about to lose his little innocent act and turn into terminator five. Please, it may some like he's innocent all the time, but he's a party animal. Whenever someone meets us for the first time, they always assume I'm the wild one. Right. Me. No. Not really.
"Oh fudge no, you!" He death glared him.
It looks more like a pout. Deadly pout. Deadly and pout do not work well together in the same sentence.
"Are not in anyway going to separate me and Roxas just because you think you can. No! You're not you stupid old—"
How about we just skip to the end?
So here we are—in my room-after the little Sora-gone-crazy episode.
It's funny in a weird kind of way. Sora never swears. Never. Or at least, he's never sweared in front of me.
He always gets like that if our father tries to send me away somewhere. Trust me, he's already tried at least a dozen times. This though, is probably the first time Sora has gone terminator on good ol dad.
Tch, my father thinks it's an insult to call him 'dad'.
Yeah well, eat that you—my train of thought was interrupted by my brother.
"Can you believe him Rox?" he said.
I opened my mouth to talk but once again Sora interrupted me.
"Ugh! Of all the things— how could he— UGH!" Sora was throwing his hands up in frustration.
I tried to speak again but Sora—No surprise there—interrupted me.
"Rox, aren't you going to say something?!"
I gave up trying to talk to Sora since, he would just interrupt me.
He on the other hand—
kept on flailing his hands up in the air mumbling gibberish.
Gibberish..germlish..germish..stupidish..stupid fish...
I kept on rhyming and making up words in my head for another good five minutes before Sora was on my case again.
"Roxas!"
"What?" I asked bitterly.
He glared-pouted at me. He couldn't glare, no matter how hard he tried.
"What do you expect me to do!?" He narrowed his eyes at me. "WHAT? You've seen him there's nothing I can do."
"Well maybe.."
"There is no 'well maybe' in 'he's leaving and that's final!'"
"..."
"Apparently, I'm going to live with aunt-what-ever-her-name-is."
A mischievous smirk appeared on Sora's face. "But you don't have to be the only one to live with her."
What is he up to?
Sora's smirk only grew bigger.
Oh god.
x---x---x
An hour later
I was supposed to be packing. Apparently good 'ol dad, had already booked an early flight in the morning.
Sora went downstairs and has been there for maybe thirty minutes, I still don't know what he's up to and I don't know if that's a good thing, or a bad thing.
I thought it was going to be peaceful day but, I was wrong.
Today is just not my day.
I looked through the keyhole of my door and saw Sora screaming at him. Or 'speaking his thoughts loudly'. Whatever floats your boat.
Deja vú. The whole living room scene all over again. Except this time it's in the hallway.
Everything they were saying—more like screaming, was inaudible.
Which is pretty surprising, since they were screaming.
I sighed and stopped packing. I really didn't want go.
Why'd this have to happen right before school starts? He probably planned this out. Not only that, but he planned it out pretty well.
"YEAH, WELL LIKE YOU SAID BEFORE. TOO BAD!" Probably Sora.
Grunts and incoherent screaming. Probably him.
Jesus christ, are they playing who-will-be-the-next-loudest-idiot?
Slam.
I heavily sighed before I went to Sora's room and knocked on his door.
Why isn't he opening his door? He couldn't be that mad, could he?
Sora walked out of the bathroom slammed the door and then went to his room and slammed the door in my face.
He's so thoughtful.
"Hey! I'm still here you know! Last time I checked, I wasn't a door gnome you can slam the door on."
Sora opened the door.
"Sorry." He mumbled and went back to sulking on his bed.
He always was the sulking type. No matter how many times he grinned or smiled.
"What was that about?" I asked.
'Nothing' was heard from the pillow that was covering Sora's face.
"Whatever." I walked across the hallway to my own room to call Hayner and Pence up to tell them the 'great' news.
Normally in this situation I would do more and convince my parents that I'm not going but, I guess, in a weird way, I don't care because I knew it was going to happen anyway.
You hear that screaming? Yeah, that's just my sub-conscious telling me the complete opposite.
You should suspect something when your 'parents' give you strange looks and when they talk about an aunt that you've never heard of. Definitely start suspecting something.
Or don't, and end up like me. Did I ever mention how much I hated packing? No?
Well then, I hate packing.
I can't believe this is happening.
But, I don't want to leave all my friends behind. I don't want to go to a new school and I definitely don't want to meet new people and all that crap.
Maybe I shouldn't tell Hayner and Pence. But then what kind of a friend would I be? But, how can I even tell them?
'Oh yeah guys, and I'm moving because my stupid old man doesn't want me around.' Yeah, like hell I'm going to tell them that.
I still have to tell the them either way.
x---x---x
At the usual spot
"Hey Roxas!" Hayner greeted me with a quick grin.
"Ditto." Replied Pence.
"Uh guys.. I don't know how to tell you this.." I fidgeted with the hem of my shirt.
"Tell us what?" Pence asked a little surprised.
"I'm kind of.. moving."
"What?!" They looked shock.
Oh what joy. Questions.
"We'd ask questions but you look kind of pissed."
"No, I haven't noticed." I rolled my eyes.
"Geez, chill man." Hayner replied coolly.
"Yeah sorry..." Can't really 'chill' though. You probably wouldn't be able to, either.
After having some sea-salt ice cream and saying goodbyes I turned around ready to go home.
"We'll still see each other, right?" Hayner called out.
"You can't get rid of me even if you tried!" And with that said, I walked home feeling relieved. At least I told them. I do feel bad to some extent. I mean Olette moved a couple of months ago and now I was moving. I'd put it along the lines of 'kicking out' but I was going to stay at my aunt's house. Whoever she is. Let's just hope she's sane.
x---x---x
Oh, great. Just great. The front door is locked. The back door is locked. I'm screwed. No one knows I left the house, except for Sora. But Sora's just.. Sora.
Hm, I wonder.
Oh look, the window is open. Whatever shall I do?
Never mind, it's too high.
Something caught my eye.
The drainpipe.
x---x---x
Uhm. Yeah. So that's kind of revised. Some events are kind of changed but, they basically lead up to the same thing. I'm not sure if I should just stick with Roxas's point of view or or switch the point of view around. Expect that next chapter to be around 5,000 words. R&R! Bye Bye.
-Goes off singing 'Happy Birthday to me'-
Tomorrow, is my birthday.
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The big four to the teen.. o3o