A/N: So, I was hoping that playing Kingdom Hearts songs while I worked on this would help me write. I'm getting the feeling that perhaps they're giving my the urge to draw rather than work on this, but none the less, I've devoted myself to this already, and so it must be done.
I think this story should be referred to as the Nobody of my stories because it never should have existed. I'm neglecting my other stories because of this, but I can't help it. If I don't write it now, when I know I have a snow day following me, then I'll only write it later, and what with my unrelenting urge to cosplay as Riku, it's probably best to do this now.
I'm stalling…
Warnings for this story include but are not limited to: homosexuality, profanity, violence, sexual jokes, extreme embarrassment for hilarity's sake, and more untold glory.
This is an AU.
I am trying to enhance my writing, so please, please, give me constructive feedback. Flames are welcome, too, of course, because they actually brighten my day with a laugh.
PS: My tab key isn't working, so if the indents are mismatched, I'm sorry.
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A laugh danced through the comfortable air as the pair watched the man's figure disappear beyond the view of the glass window set in the cool metal frame of the back door. The man was blissfully unaware that his own child was laughing at him. Another laugh danced with the first, this one being much more childish. Where the first had been a breathy, mirth filled, adolescent laugh dripping with boyish charm and handsome features, the second was sharper in the sense that it wasn't so softly rounded by breath. It was filled with innocence and amusement and bordered between childhood and adolescence. Joy fell from it and formed a puddle at their feet, mixing with the adorable quality that leaked through the cracks of the young laugh. The two laughs, intertwining and swirling together, were the only clear thing left as the scene slowly began to fade away into darkness.
Slowly the darkness brightened to a deep gray as consciousness crept into a certain sleeping teen. A faint groan bounced off of the cool wall in front of his face even though it never left his throat. Heavy eyelids ever so slowly lifted themselves to a half mast position, turning the gray to a dark green. Everything appeared to be so hazy. As though the world was being view through a poor quality camera lens.
He noticed a weight in the hand hidden beneath his pillow and slowly shifted his weight to move the object into his line of sight. The haziness had gone down a bit as the sleep slowly faded from his dim sea-foam green eyes, revealing the identity of the object in question; his cell phone. Opening it with a flick of his wrist, he found the time to be six thirty in the morning. An hour and a half before the first day of school officially commenced. This year he would be entering his second year of Destiny High. Sometimes he questioned the creativity of the old islanders who founded the school.
Groggily, the sophomore pushed his thin blanket off of his body and rolled over onto his chest to lift himself up. Yawning, the teen pushed himself off of the bed and walked over to his closet, finding a few school uniforms hanging there. Taking the first one he saw, he left for the bathroom to quickly shower. Once he had dressed himself, his shirt left untucked and his tie left untied, he braced himself against the sink and looked at his reflection, hovering above the faucet. Damp silver bangs hung in front of his now bright eyes as he regarded himself. Deeming what he saw 'acceptable,' the teen left the small room, stopping in the kitchen to grab a granola bar, and heading out the back door.
A warm wind from the ocean ruffled the heavy palm leaves above the teen's head and played gently with his silver locks as he made his way to the docks, his steps even and slow. He passed several shops along the boardwalk before reaching the first of two meeting places. Leaning against a lamppost, he opened his breakfast and took a small bite, waiting for two people.
"Riku!" a female voice called from the direction he had come from. He'd half finished his breakfast by now. A teenage girl with dark red hair approached him, her skirt quivering in the slight wind.
"Late, as always," Riku greeted her, not moving from his position against the post.
"At least I'm not as bad as Sora," the girl laughed, setting down her bag and coming to stand beside him. They both faced the road directly in front of their lamp.
"Don't tell me that's all you're going to eat," the girl said incredulously as Riku took another bite of the bar in his hand.
"Most people actually skip breakfast, believe it or not, Kairi, and they get through the day just fine."
"And most people aren't silver haired. That doesn't mean they're smarter than you."
"That made enough sense that I think you heard Sora say it," Riku responded, and eyebrow raised at the girl beside him. She rolled her eyes.
"Of course he said it. I just thought it was cute," she explained as she leaned over to fix his tie for him.
"I'm capable of doing that on my own, you know."
"Then why don't you do it yourself?" the girl taunted. Riku rolled his eyes, a smirk gracing his lips.
"Riku! Kairi!" a tiny figure ahead of them called as it bobbed towards them. Riku crumpled the wrapper of his breakfast with a series of crinkling sounds and tossed it, without looking, into the trash bin behind the pair. The silvery plastic reached its goal flawlessly thanks to much practice.
"Sora!" Kairi called, waving to the third member of the trio. Riku pushed away from the lamppost, standing upright to meet his best friend. Quickly, a brunet came into clear view as he and his spiky hair dashed towards the meeting place. A hyperactive boy soon stood in front of them, panting a little, but otherwise showing no sign that he had just dashed out of his home and ran all the way there.
"Honestly, Sora," Kairi sighed, taking hold of his tie, "you should get Riku to teach you how to tie this thing right! This is just sad."
"Riku knows how to tie a tie?" Sora asked in a mock incredulous voice, grinning at the tallest of the three over the motherly girl's head.
"Or so he tells me," the red-head laughed, standing up straight and marveling at her work, as though tying ties was a delicate and artistic practice. It probably was, in her eyes.
"Ok, happy Tease-Riku-Day, can we go now?" Riku hinted, nodding his head ever so slightly to the clock in front of the bank that informed them the had fifteen minutes to get to school.
"Oh yeah, we can all walk together for once," Sora realized. He and Kairi were starting high school. The trio used to meet at the docks in the mornings before school to get a chance to see each other, but the middle school was in the opposite direction of the high school, so Sora and Kairi had walked together while Riku went to school on his own.
"Yeah," Kairi said in an airy voice as she picked up her school bag and slung it over her shoulder. "This year's going to be great. Right, Riku?" the girl asked, taking her two best friends' hands as they began walking.
"Yeah," Riku nodded, flashing a rare smile at the two to his left.
"Absolutely!" Sora declared as they crossed the beach. The school building was on a hill over looking the ocean.
"Alright, enough sappy shit, Kairi," Riku teased, taking his hand back.
"Aw, Riku, you're so rude," the red-head faked a pout.
"No, he's just an ass," Sora laughed.
"Sora! Don't-say-those-words-you-have-innocence-and-manners-you're-not-like-Riku!" Kairi scolded, hitting Sora on the arm with each word. Riku laughed at them and raised his arms, letting his fingers lock behind his head. The ocean water ran to the shore just a jumping distance away from them.
"Hey guys," Sora said after swatting away Kairi's abusive hands.
"Hm?" Riku responded intelligently, glancing sideways at his friend.
"Let's go to the play island after school today, ok?"
"Does a day go by when we don't?" Riku smirked.
"Well, no, but, I don't know, things could change. I mean, we're all in high school now, and-"
"Silly Sora, Riku was already at Destiny High last year," Kairi responded as the pair climbed the rocky path to the school campus, "and he still came with us everyday."
"Well, he could have just been doing it because we were younger than him and we still went."
"You say 'we were younger' as if you're suddenly the same age as me, shorty," Riku teased.
"Oh shut up, di-" a sharp glace from Kairi broke Sora's insulting words.
"What was that Sora? I don't think I heard you," Riku smirked.
"…dummy," Sora saved. Kairi, satisfied, faced forward again. Sora flipped Riku off behind her back.
"You would," Riku mouthed, grinning at the disgusted face that crossed Sora's face.
"Oh look, it's Selphie!" Kairi unknowingly interrupted any more taunts before dragging the two boys away with her.