Hey, guys! I don't own Kingdom Hearts, Cloud, or even 9 Letters Long. Great book, though. You guys should sooo read it! It's all gothicy and speaking to dead people and yadda-yadda-yadda. Book 2 - after The Red Cardigan, which I, no, have not read. I'm so ashamed that I have managed to read book two in a series before book one. Again.
Personally (but don't tell anyone!) I'm kind of proud of this. Later on, once I get no reviews, I may think it's crap, but right now, it's actually pretty cool. Light fluff, but compared to all my dark stuff, it's all good. I need some of this sometimes.
Also, [I think there are] no typos. Yay! =D
Do you know that feeling you get when you're opening a Jack-in-the-box? The one where you tense all your muscles up really tight for the moment, scream when it comes, but then afterwards you feel kind of empty because nothing really happens?
Well, that's how Sora felt about Cloud.
Cloud was a walking Jack-in-the-box – his heart always staying still, waiting, until BOIING! It just jumps out at you, and you tense, waiting for it to hit you in the face or something, and then, it just doesn't… and then it reels itself back in and you start all over again.
Do you know that feeling you get when you get a present? Like, not a Valentine's Day card, or some soppy love song; like a true, proper present, ribbon and all. And you open it, and inside it's like you've opened a treasure chest and the light had cascaded out, blinding you, and then every time you go to look at it from then on, you just keep thinking of that one time when you opened it for the first time?
Well, that's how Cloud felt about Sora.
Sora was a happy person, and though he sometimes pouted, even then, Cloud only felt bad, not excruciatingly sorry, for the younger boy. Other times, happy times, the brunette's eyes would spark, his nose would scrunch up, and his hands would animate what he was saying. Even as he got older, he stayed the same, somehow maturing his thoughts in ways that only Cloud would notice.
"Hey, Cloud?"
Cloud looked up, blue eyes boring into his. "Yes, that would be me."
"How come you're always so refined?" Sora was lying on his bed, reading 9 Letters Long for an English assignment.
"You're seventeen. You so don't need to care about this." Cloud was typing something long and boring on his laptop, also for an English assignment.
"And you're eighteen. Your point?"
Cloud grimaced.
Sora laughed. "Exactly."
There was a pause, in which Sora thought about kissing Cloud and Cloud thought about kissing Sora.
"Um, Cl- Aah!"
Cloud jumped back, his eyes still closed from what he didn't remember doing. Had he really just kissed Sora? His ray of light? His exit? And it was all going to be removed, just like that. "I, uh, have to go. Bye."
He didn't even open his eyes until his back was to Sora, and he had to see where the door handle was.
But Sora wasn't so okay with the whole 'Cloud running away again' theory. He threw down the book and jumped out the open window, thankful his room was on the bottom floor.
When Cloud opened to door to run into his car and bolt for safety, he accidentally ran into Sora's lips and bolted to the spot.
He smiled against Sora's lips at the same time the brunette whispered, "You won't get away again, Strife."
