Say Something

A/N Idk why I keep writing oneshots/twoshots, they just pop in my brain like BAM get to work sista sooo enjoy J

He had always come to me for help.

Every problem he had, he would share with his best friend in the entire world, me.

So naturally, when he was having problems with his girlfriend, he came to me for advice.

Joy.

I had fallen in love with Sora last year. I had finally started to notice the way his eyes shimmered in the light, and how his brown spiky head of hair had suddenly become attractive.

I had fallen hard.

The only problem was, by then, he had started to date her.

My female best friend, Namine Strife.

I should be happy for them, I really should. Sora adores her and Namine blabs about him all the time.

It makes me want to murder her.

Maybe I was just a little jealous that my best friend had ditched me for a happy-go-lucky fake blonde.

A little.

But nonetheless, apparently they had been having problems lately.

Sora probably assumed that I knew what was going on with her. So, approximately a half an hour ago, he called me and asked if he could come over for some advice.

I remember seeing his caller ID and hoping that he had called just to hang out, like old times.

I set my hopes to high. I hope that I didn't sound too crestfallen when he asked me for some feedback.

He was supposed to be here ten minutes ago, but naturally, Sora being Sora, (That boy is going to be late to his own funeral!) He just had to show up, as he referred to it, 'fashionably late.'

My ass.

I sat leisurely on the couch, sipping on a warm cup of chamomile. A soothed mind = a soothed heart.

My hair was tied in a tight bun from dance earlier this morning, and I was still wearing my stretchy leggings and sweater from practice.

Despite the formal everyone's favorite sunnyside vacation spot reputation DestinyIslands seemed to hold, it got quite chilly here in the winter.

I took another sip of my tea and considered the possibility of Namine and Sora breaking up.

Although I cannot say I would be sad, in the least bit, it would still be hard to watch two of my close friends go through that sort of hardship.

I reminded myself that I could be holding the fate of their relationship in my hands.

I potentially had the power to get them to break up.

I shook the vile thoughts from my head and I was about to turn on the television, when a hasty knock was heard at my door.

"Coming!" I called. I bolted upright on my couch and smoothed my sweater, flattening the wrinkles and pushing a few cat hairs off.

I eagerly speed walked to the door and opened it generously, so I could take a good look at my best friend.

Tallness, he always had that against my short dancer's body. He had become more toned since I last saw him and he had also gotten a hair cut, so the spikes I knew and loved were now more like little thumbtacks atop his head.

I smiled widely as he walked in. He returned my smile and he immediately made himself at home.

For a while during college, it practically was his home. We were closest throughout University. Those were some great times.

He sat down on my couch and grabbed a pillow and laid it on his lap nicely.

"Do you want some tea?" I asked.

"Do I look like Benedict Cumberbatch to you Kairi?" He said. I'm sure he meant to sound grumpy, but he wasn't pulling it off very well.

"No need to be so rude." I said playfully, grabbing the pillow off of his lap and whapping him lightly in the face with it.

"How have you been?" He asked softly, his facial features changing to kindness.

"Just fabulous. How about you?" I asked, taking another sip of my tea.

"I missed you." He admitted, shoving his hands into his pockets guiltily. I hesitated, setting my cup of tea down.

"I missed you too, you big idiot." I said.

"Wow, thanks Kai, glad to know that's how you think of me." His face was happy, but then it changed to seriousness.

"Right, let's get down to business." I muttered softly.

"What is troubling you hon," I asked, folding my hands together and resting my chin on top of them.

"I don't really know where to start," he said exasperated. Oh boy, this was going to be good.

"She's been, I don't know…distant lately. Like she's avoiding me." He said, leaning back into my squishy couch.

"Maybe you're just over thinking it…maybe she's on her-"

"She's not on her period." He said, cutting me off.

"Well, what have you been doing for the past few weeks?" I asked, curious as to why Namine would start ignoring wonder boy all of a sudden.

"Nothing. Everything has been the same. A few dates here and there, nothing out of the ordinary." He said.

"Maybe she's bored." I suggested. I immediately regretted saying it, because Sora's face fell dramatically.

"Really? You think so?" He asked. Oh god, he looked like an abused puppy…

"I mean, no! I just, I mean…" I didn't know what to say. I felt awful for hurting Sora's feelings.

"No Kairi, be honest, do you think I'm boring?" He asked.

"NO! Uh-I mean, not at all, any girl would be lucky to date you…" I said. My tea cup shook in my hands.

"You don't sound too sure…" He said, with a broken look on his face. Ok, game time. I put my hand on his shoulder and rubbed it.

"Sora, really. You're not boring. I don't know why Namine would be ignoring you." I reassured him.

"That's the thing. She…she thinks there's another girl." He said.

Oh.

Wow.

"Why would she think that?" I asked, confused. Sora had been nothing but 100% faithful to Namine from the start, I have no idea what would cause her to believe such a thing.

"I, she said that I've been distant, hesitant, like I don't want our relationship to go any farther." He explained to me.

"Well…do you want the relationship to go any farther?" I asked. Oops. Shouldn't have said that, should NOT have said that.

"Yes, well I mean…I don't know…" He said, frustrated, he reached up to pull his long spikes out of habit. He must have forgotten that they were short now, because he seemed puzzled when he only grabbed a fistful of air.

He…doesn't know?

"What do you mean you don't know?" I said, a little demandingly.

"I mean, I really do love Namine, but, like, you know…" He said.

"Yes?" I egged him on, sitting at the edge of the sofa, eager to hear his answer.

"I just…don't know anymore." He finished lamely, sinking deeper into my couch.

"Well honey, you have to know, somewhere in your heart."

I was so wrapped up in what I was saying; I didn't realize that I had been leaning closer and closer towards Sora.

"I…I" He said, but Sora was hypnotized, leaning closer to me as we edged closer to one another.

Say Something

The reality of the situation slapped me in the face and I jerked away from Sora like a bee had stung me.

Sora looked disoriented, like he couldn't process what was going on.

I'm giving up on you

"You should go," I said quickly, eager to prevent any more mishaps.

"Kairi-" He protested, but I didn't let hi finish.

"Just, please, I can't deal with this right now." I said, pushing him towards the door.

I'm sorry that I couldn't get to you

"Please, Kairi, just-" He protested, but I kept pushing until we reached the door.

"Go Sora, please," I said, tears beginning to well up in my eyes.

Anywhere I would have followed you

Why are you crying? Sora almost kissed you!

No, I thought, it's not real, he doesn't love me, he loves Namine!

"Kairi," he said one last time, "please."

Say Something I'm giving up on you

I couldn't take it. I slammed the door in his face.

It only took me 2 seconds to lean against the door and sink down to the floor, crying pathetically in my hands.

He'll never love you. You're just a rebound girl.

I was.

…..

Sora slammed his face into his hands. That didn't go at all as planned.

He wanted to cry, and maybe punch something.

Yes, definitely punch something.

He threw his fist into his car door and immediately flinched from the searing pain in his knuckles.

"Stupid, stupid, stupid!" He yelled, kicking the tires of his car.

Dingalingaling

Sora angrily picked up his phone and answered gruffly.

"What the hell do you want Riku."

I take it it didn't go very well. Riku said.

"Oh, yeah, it was juuust peachy." Sora said sharply into his phone, getting into his car aggressively.

You should've just told her you guys broke up last week. Riku stated.

"Don't you think I realize that? It's too late now, she hates my guts." Sora yelled into his phone.

Oh…I'm sorry man. Riku said sympathetically.

"Yeah, well sorry doesn't help." Sora pressed end and tossed his phone ito the passenger seat sadly.

Now I've lost her for good.

Say Something…

A/N Wow, talk about depressing. QUESTION: should this be a two-shot?

BY NOW! ALSO I will be updating my other stories soon, so just, bear with me, K?-KK