AN: This is for Terri, who can't read foreign languages and wanted to know what the hell I was writing in my notebook.
The Words Between Us
My mental status for today is: sane.
My name is Sora Greenfield, yet once people learn my first name they seem to forget the last.
I have brown hair, and I have blue eyes.
My birthday is the 25th of April, which coincidentally happens to be today.
"Today is your birthday too..."
The thoughts swirling and bubbling and dancing in my mind surfaced, the words between us leaving an odd yet understanding air. I glanced over, royal tinted irises meeting teal, cold fingers rubbing at the rough texture of my skateboard.
"I'm sorry, did you say somethin'" the blonde beside me spoke, voice muffled slightly as he gnawed at the little nubs he called finger nails.
I just shook my head, naturally tousled locks tickling against my forehead and cheeks, eartails waggling as they always do, caressing my skin with every step, every movement.
My mirror glanced me over, teal eyes narrowing slightly as he game to a stop. Rough nails scraped against his worn out jeans, the blonde filing his nails against the denim.
"You're acting suspicious" he said simply, his left hand dragging through his spiked blonde hair before he tweaked with his earrings, rolling them once in one direction, and then thrice in the other.
My eyes followed the motions, the glint of the green gems in the sunlight being an odd sort of eye candy for me.
"Roxas, I always act like this" I said steadily, eyes shifting to avoid his scrutiny, body pivoting to continue the march to the turnpike.
My twin smirked at me, and while I didn't see it or hear his little snicker, I could feel his eyes boring into the back of my head.
"We gunna try it this time or what?" I asked, setting the board on the concrete and slowly gliding on it, maneuvering towards the various obstacles, rails, etc that were scattered around the skate park.
"Hell yes! I've been practicing my lifting abilities, so I'll be able to carry you no problem this time!" Roxas said, a cheesy grin sneaking onto his face.
He then proceeded to flex, scrawny little arms just looking more chicken wing-esq.
he pulled back his plaid sleeves, exposing a pale arm and... A tattoo?
"Roxas how'd you get that?!" I whispered roughly, pulling his sleeve back down to hide the swirls and intricate designs that marred his milky skin.
I glanced around, spotting my mother and her friend, Snow.
She was chatting with her quite animatedly, hands swishing through the air and making odd gestures that I didn't get. She tucked her brown hair behind a pierced ear, shoving her hands in the pockets of her dungaree jacket and glancing sidelong at Snow, who was hastily braiding her long red hair in an odd way that kept her from bumping her protruding belly.
Great, they were distracted, so that means nobody saw Roxas's tatt-
"It's fake, Sora! Don't be such a prude, you know you thought it was cool." He teased, flicking me in the forehead lightly.
I poured at him, jaw jutting out in the most peculiar of ways.
"Shut it, Roxas, let's just hurry up and goof off before mom can stop us" I proposed, propping the board up and holding it more securely before I wandered off again.
I was halted by a teasing, feminine voice.
"Yoo-hoo, Twinsies, I can't believe you just abandoned me back there! I thought we were going to skate together!"
I turned back to face the girl in shame, Roxas my mirror image.
"Sorry Kairi..." We said in stereo, glancing away from her and scratching the back of our necks awkwardly.
The girl laughed, head tilting back and red hair swaying. She raised gloved hands to her face, bare fingertips grabbing thick-framed lenses and pulling them off, folding and tucking the glasses onto the front of her large gray sweatshirt. She also wore a pink tanktop, with the strap exposed where the neck of her shirt wasn't covering. She had purple and pink striped jeggings, and in line rollerblades, which she was using to circle is now.
"Tweedle dee, tweedle doe, let's go"
She gave an odd military hand gesture, slowly gliding over to the turnpike, where she set down her snack bag, cell phone, and DS before rolling back to us.
"Alright, kiddos, to the halfpipe~!" She sang regally, arm outstretched like superman, yet intentions less proud.
I set my board on the ground, the cool Marvel vs DC decal being hidden from sight. I kicked off and went rolling after my redheaded friend, coming to a stop by the stairs leading up to the halfpipe, skipping of and glancing at the graffiti covered jungle of concrete as I waited for Roxas to hobble over.
My favorite was the large red cross on the side of the halfpipe, which seemed to still be wet and dripping despite how dry it really was. The words 'red band district' were written underneath, with handprints- dozens, maybe even hundreds of them- pressed around it in a protective circle.
Kairi, Roxas, and I had added our own hands in an empty space south of the cross, right next to a few children's handprints.
Now we'd be remembered forever, hopefully.
I didn't want to be forgotten.
Roxas caught up, bending at the waist and gripping his pants as he wheezed slightly.
"Oh come on Roxas! We all know you've got more stamina than that!"
Roxas just glared at Kairi when she said that, making to throw something at her yet finding no such projectile to use, so he settled with sticking his tongue out like an infant.
I laughed at the two, climbing the stairs on tiptoes and nearly throwing my board at the top of the halfpipe. Kairi automatically slipped down and started skating, reaching the other side and sitting with her legs dangling childishly, despite her mature age of seventeen.
The younger, immature ones in the group- Roxas and I- got ready, the blonde standing on the skateboard as I climbed on top of him, sitting on his shoulders like a babe sits on his father, holding on for dear life. I glanced over at my mother, who was sitting at the park bench with Snow, feeling her swollen stomach and feeling for the kicks the redhead's child was sure to be showing. She laughed and smiled, grinning at Kairi's mother with that odd loving look on her face. She tossed a gold fish cracker into Snow's mouth, and I knew she wasn't paying attention.
"Alright Roxas, it's now or never!"
It was the most idiotic thing we had ever done, but when your thirteen and bored you have nothing better to do.
We went down the half pipe, and gravity screwed us over, sending us crashing into the concrete in a pile of broken bones and regret.
But now that I think about it, a compound fracture and a sprained twin was worth everything that would happen to me in the future, both good and bad... So even with the pain, and the newly aquired 'Z' shape my arm was twisted in, I can live with it, even now, since one little mistake brought on so much happiness.
AN: Alright, so this is the translated version of a fanfic I had uploaded on tumblr. I apologize for typo's, misuse of words, or any other confusion, since grammar isn't exactly my strong suit, and I have no editor. I hope you guys enjoy this, please review, heart, favorite, or whatever it is that people do on fanficiton... (this is my first upload... hah...)
See you, my darlings~!