This is an attempt to get more into the head of Kairi since I haven't really written from her point of view.
Anyway, thanks for taking the time to look at this!
Disclaimer: I don't own KH or any of the characters in this fic. The plot is completely mine though. Rated T for suggestive themes and violence later on…
Don't Be a Gentleman: Prologue…
To say that I was on edge would be an understatement.
Rage swirls inside me, threatening to burst at the seams while my hands long to smash into anything no matter the object or obvious consequences. Keeping my body grounded to the seat is taking up way more energy than such a simple action calls for.
I'm currently sitting in a comfortable stool in the local coffee joint known as The Gripper (I know. What was the manager thinking?). My violent aura doesn't belong in such a casual establishment that has pleased my fellow island dwellers for over forty years, but I'm way too hyped up to think over that.
Right now I'm living up to all the stereotypical associations catered towards red heads. I have to work hard to force my hands across my chest instead of bashing them through the counter like I want to.
Okay, let me change that. I need to do it! But in a public place like this? Well, the red hair is bad enough…
Don't get me wrong, I really love my hair. I wouldn't trade my precious auburn locks for all the munny in the world (Plus, a certain brunette likes it too).
But if pulling out my hair distracts me from this incurable, seeping anger than I'm willing to tear the strands out root by root.
Okay, you can quit trying to hide. I see you staring at me!
By the light, I'm not crazy! I just need to vent…
The only thing I can do to quell the toxic feelings is to thrust my hands through my dark red strands and do the yoga breathing exercises. Despite what Riku and Sora might tell you, the techniques really do work. They need to stop being picky about new things…
And of course just thinking about the stupid silverette and my overprotective boyfriend sends me back into the demeanor of a lioness. Darn it, Selphie! You picked the worst day to be late!
Right after the thought vanishes from my mind I hear a bustling noise as the door to the joint opens behind me. A breathless girl with brown hair that goes up in sea-like waves sits next to me, panting like a dog. "Oh my gosh! I am so sorry! You haven't been waiting long have you?"
I laugh as my body goes into a slightly more relaxed state. Sure, it was an annoying fifteen minutes but Selphie really wasn't the one I was mad at so I couldn't treat her too harshly. "It wasn't that bad, but a couple minutes earlier would have been nice…"
Her face scrunches up into a pout while her hands grasp the hems of her bright, yellow sundress. She was also wearing her tan sandals, her legs swaying back and forth beside the stool.
No matter the weather or place, Selphie always dresses like she's going to the beach. And who can blame her? Our beaches are probably the best place to be on Destiny Islands.
My thoughts are interrupted when Selphie says, "Wow, it's that bad huh?"
I blink before turning back to her with a soft smile. "Naw…it's just…" My hands are shaking like crazy! Wow, I guess I kept this bottled up a little too long. Don't cry, Kairi! Don't cry!
My breaths come out in random intervals. "Can I…I need to rant. How long can you stay?"
Selphie smiles at me, her eyes full with nothing but understanding. "However long you need me."
"Okay." I sit up straighter while my back becomes as rigid as a statue. "Well, this, unfortunately, has to deal with boys…"
Selphie giggles. "A certain silver head and brunette?"
I nod. "Yes, a little bit of the silver but mainly my spiky-haired, hunk of a doof who is also my boyfriend."
She laughs out loud at my contradicting comment, clutching her stomach while her body twists into little crescents on the stool. "Oh my…this sounds serious…"
I growl as the problem surfaces up into the bitter room of my mental prisons. "Yes, it is serious and I need your advice or else I might just explode!"
My companion places her hand over her mouth. "Oh, Kairi. You're killing me here…"
Sometimes it's amazing how friends will lighten the mood. Granted, she is making this a little harder for me to talk about, but I know when it comes down to it Selphie's my ultimate savior when it comes to stuff like this.
Ah, the pleasures of womanhood. But again, that's part of the issue…
"Selphie, I have to do something! Everything is going crazy and now, right when my life finally returns to normal, I have to deal with this crap! It's just not fair!"
"Okay, okay. I get it. Now, how may I serve you princess?"
I grunt at the title. If only she knew…
You see, the truth is I am a princess. A princess of light if you want to get into specifics.
A certain…event took place a couple months ago (for the second time if I'm being honest). Other worlds-yes, there are more than one-were in danger, my best friend and boyfriend went off to save them with the power of the Keyblades, yada yada yada…
I'm sure you've already heard about the story concerning heartless, nobodies…you may have even heard of a man named Xemnas (Or Ansem. Same difference really, but I'm getting off topic…)
I won't get into all the stuff that happened right now, maybe later when my mind is calm, less tumultuous.
The issue isn't with what went down in the past. The issue is what those consequences mean for me and my life right now.
So I'm going to sum up my problem with one statement. It probably won't make much sense to you or Selphie, but I have to start the rant somewhere…
I stare obstinately at my friend, hoping she would grasp the urgency in my tone. "Selphie, we need to get Sora to stop being a gentleman."
And there we have it. First chapter completed.
I know it was short, but I'm going to try to make the next chapter longer.
Thank you for reading!
Last Edit: June 9 2013
