Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts! Although I do own this neat KH scotch tape…
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Basically an idea that popped into my head while I was trying to cook the other day. It's a situation that can have a really deep meaning while being sneakily simple.
No worries. x3 I always spare a while to work on my other writings, too.
This will be a drabble-like one-shot. Friendship fic between Sora, Riku, and Kairi. Focuses a bit more on the former two, perhaps.
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Perfectly In Sync
A story about best friends who don't sit at the same lunch table.
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Since Sora and Kairi had started high school, they'd never sat with Riku at lunch.
It's not that they didn't talk. They still talked, almost everyday. They acknowledged each other in the hallways and chatted in the rare but occasional class they had together.
But they respected each other's choices. When Kairi was hanging out among her friends, Sora and Riku didn't pressure her. When Sora was chatting and joking with his buddies and team players, Kairi and Riku didn't socialize with them.
And when Riku was with his confrere, Sora and Kairi knew better than to bother him.
It was a caricature, as unlikely as possible. A reality so utterly distorted that it made sense.
They just fitted into different cliques, that's all. It had to do with age, too. The friends that Sora and Kairi had made, respectively, didn't fit in with the friends Riku had made the year previous.
The curtly speaking loners would hardly fit in with the bubbly rascals or the crowd-pleasers.
There'd be a war if they ever tried. Schools merely didn't work that way.
But after school, when the group borderlines merged and the confinement of school let out, Kairi would hook her arms through Sora's and Riku's, and they would walk home together.
They would ignore the rumors passing over their heads. They would ignore the skeptical looks and inquiring glances sent their way by their respective clusters.
They would smile and comment over questions the next day. And their new friends learned to live with it. It was understood that comments about other cliques wouldn't mean the other two.
Their lunches and school lives remained separate.
And when they graduated, they took two separate pictures. One with their recently found companions and one with each other.
Separate and close. Because they could pull it off.
But then again, years and years later, the trio still talked to each other. They could have gone months upon months without speaking, and suddenly one would call the other two up.
Plans would be dropped for reunions almost immediately. Every time. Because they were always on each other's minds, in the back corner, influencing their thoughts. Occasional reflexive notions of where the other two were popped up.
Phone calls would result in burnt food or late handling of papers. They excelled at wholly differently things. They had spread out, as well. Sora remained at the place of their childhood. Kairi extended to another town just as peaceful, nearby but hours away. Riku breathed the city, his peculiar curious nature slowly being satisfied.
But they stayed in contact. They called, wrote, sent things that they knew the others would like. They met, years on and off.
And each time, they would pick up right where they left off.
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Because it's knowing that you can when you want to, no matter how long it's been.
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-End One-shot-
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Just a short…very short (sorry sorry xD) idea I had to get out of my head.
Enjoy, R&R. x3;
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