Summary:
Sora Kayaki was more than happy with starting Highschool as long as he had his best friend, and not to mention crush, Riku Karada, with him. Of course, as fate always seems to do, Riku is sent off to Traverse Town for a year to live with his other family. At first Sora is devastated by it. Over time, he heals, only for that wound to be dug into him once more, sending the poor boy into a hurricane of mixed emotions. Everything was going fine, he had almost forgotten, until /he/ came back home. But what he did when he came back ... he never expected it, and it wripped his already slashed world into even small pieces.
Disclaimer:
I promise this isn't your typical Highschool drama fanfiction. You know me better than that ;'D This is the queen of sadistic twists and turns right here. This will focus a lot more on their personal lives and the little twists and turns they will face. If you think you figured it out, you haven't. Love has no handbook. (unless you're reading Love Thy Brother ... haha ... bad pun...)
Warnings:
Rated T :: Yaoi :: Suggestive Themes :: Possible Darker Themes Later :: Author's Note:
Pairings :: Riku x Sora ; Namine x Tidus (because I adore them together.) ; Kairi x Sora (for a bit) ; and Kairi x Hayner
Well, since Cabalistic is over and Love Thy Brother is ending soon, it's time for anotherrrr story! Yay? I'll add more to the author note later regarding this. First-person in most of this story. I'm branching out! This story just flowed from my mind so easily. I promise you it will be less twisty and dramatic as what I usually do; like in Caller Number Nine and Cabalistic. This is focusing more on the internal feelings. Wow, that sounded cliche. I promise you, also, that this will contain twists and things other than highschool. Have I ever steered you wrong? (don't answer that ... )
Sick Cycle
"Mrmph! Get off me, Riku! You're /cheating/!"
The figure of a lissome boy was instantly crushed under the weight of a slightly taller, more defined body. Immaculate blue eyes met with fierce, almost glassy green eyes from the body lingering above his own. Brown hair fell onto the face of the smaller, and now pinned boy. Small, delicate, and virgin lips contorted into a pout. Arms that had only really begun to develop into muscle pushed upwards, trying to jerk the body above him off. Cheeks of the brunette grew thousands of shades darker, completely red by this point. The discarded remote-controller for the now idle play station lay beside the skinny boy.
"I'm not cheating, Sora," The silver haired teen hovering above the brunette countered, strands of silver falling perfectly downward, tickling the face of the one beneath him. "Riku Karada doesn't cheat, he manipulates." He added on with a sneer before exhaling, chest expanding then retracting.
"Well, what ever you're doing, stop it! You're-" The brunette began in an angry response, teeth gritting together, but the television caught his attention. The character on the screen, the right side, namely his side of the multi-player game, had just taken a dive into the water. "You just made me loose!" The brunette snorted in aggravation, blue eyes narrowing up at the other.
"Oh, poor baby," Riku mused with mock amusement pushing off the squirming body of Sora. The fifteen year retook his seat in his blue bean-bag chair, snagging his remote control. "Did I hurt your feelings?" Teased Riku, now flipping through the display menu out of sheer boredom.
"More like my back," Sora grumbled, rubbing said body part as he pushed himself upwards into a sitting position.
"What was that?" Riku inquired, craning his neck to the side, silver hair swooshing as he did such. Green eyes followed every curve of Sora's body as he stretched his arms in the air, then resorted to snagging his controller.
"Nothing." Sora answered simply, giving Riku a childish look before smiling. "Are we going to play again? This time without you cheating?" Sora asked with utter happiness.
Riku found it downright amazing how jovial a person could be.
"Nah." Riku replied, leaning back into his chair, tossing his controller onto the ground beside him. "I think I should be heading back home. Mom wants me home before dinner. Don't want to be late, she'll probably think someone kidnapped poor old me and is raping me somewhere," Riku explained dramatically, smirking at Sora as he spoke.
"Ew. Thanks for the images, Riku." Sora pouted, snapping his eyes shut, concealing the true glee he got from simply /staring/ at Riku. He was a god. The most beautiful creature to walk upon the planet. But Sora would not say anything. Guys did not give each other compliment on their looks and personality. Or their hair, or eyes and how easily they could be lost in them…
All right, so he had a /slight/ crush on Riku. Big deal. He wasn't going to tell anyone! So who cared who he liked?
"Oh puh-lease, Sora. You know you love imagining me naked." Riku joked, reaching over to nudge Sora in the shoulder.
The brunette at once jerked in spot, body jumping a few millimeters into the air. This action earned an eyebrow raising from the older teen. "Don't do that," Sora whispered under his breath, not taking kindly to Riku taking advantage of his spacing out.
"Geez, someone's tense." Riku sighed, rolling his eyes, "Kairi dump you or something?"
"We're not dating, Riku!" Sora grumbled, "She's not allowed to date until high school, you know that." Sora sighed miserably, rubbing his temples as he spoke.
"Which is this year. A month away. Are you going to take the plunge? Or are you going to give me the honor of dating her?" Riku teased lightly, lips twisting into that trademark smirk.
Sora winced. He cared about Kairi as a friend, and had had a crush on her once or twice, but she was more like a sister. And oddly he didn't want Riku dating her. Mostly due to the fact that they had vowed that would never date her and ruin their friendship.
"Drop it." Sora requested, shrugging his shoulders.
"…Okay." Riku eyed Sora suspiciously, "Well, like I said, I better go."
Sora figured Riku would just get up and leave as he normally did, closing the bedroom door as he went. Sora figured he'd hear from the other the next day and listen to his rants about how handsome he was and how many girls were begging to date him. It was the usual routine.
He was never expecting Riku to extend a hand into the air and place it on Sora's cheek. The brunette tensed, blue eyes managing to glimpse over at the other. His lips fell open, wanting to say something but he found himself inaudible.
"You're amazing. Annoying, but amazing," A light smirk, as Riku's gaze for the first in a long time, as Sora remembered, softened. And it was simply breath-taking. "never change, all right?" He smiled faintly at the other before pressing their foreheads together to whisper huskily, "'Cause if you do, I'll date Kairi."
And with that he snapped up into a standing position and made his way nonchalantly out of the room, throwing Sora a wink as he went.
Sora sat there in utter confusion. How could one person cause him so much pain and frustration and yet be so damn beautiful.
- -
Sora's Point Of View
- - -
"Pass me those chips, would you, Sora?"
Tidus. I swear to anything holy that if that boy could gain ten pounds for every time he ate junk food, he'd be dead. All right, bad metaphor, but I was never really good at that kind of thing. Regardless, there he was, sprawled out on my bedroom floor, one hand caressing the black game controller, and the other reaching behind him, expecting me to toss him the bag of chips. My lips fell into a frown before I found my voice to answer.
"What do I look like, your slave?" I pouted, folding my arms as I leaned back against my headboard of my bed. My blue eyes closed somewhat. I hadn't gotten much sleep the night prior to this, too busy trying to beat a video game, enjoying summer and taking it for advantage.
"Nah." Tidus answered with a smirk, glancing over his shoulder to me, "Look more like Riku's."
And that right there earned him not a bag of chips, but a face full of pillow.
"Ow!" Tidus grumbled upon the impact. "You're such a brat," He mumbled in disgust. "You're going to get your ass beat this year, I kid you not."
"Why?" I demanded, cocking my head to the side to stare at my friend with the utmost curiosity. What right did he have saying such things anyways?
"Because you're so sarcastic!" Tidus retorted dispassionately, as if my well being did not matter in the least to him. I frowned at once, for what felt like the hundredth time that day. Tidus was a great friend and all … but he was just too blunt and negative and tried to hard to fit in. I guess that was what you could consider him as.
"So?" I taunted, this time with a goofy grin.
"Go die somewhere, Sora." Tidus grunted in a chuckle, turning his attention back to the television screen.
"Gladly." I joked, rolling my eyes. I was about to drift into the realm of dreams, determined to take a quick nap, but the fates had something else planned for me. Within moments, the ringing of my cell phone cut through the silence like a knife. It was amazing and somewhat pathetic at how easily I could jump from nerves.
Reaching over, I snagged the phone and pushed it up to my ear, "Hello?" I dared, figuring it would be either Kairi or Selphie wanting to tell me something stupid or pointless they had learned. Or maybe some gossip I really wasn't interested in. Other people's lives, other than my friend's, never really mattered much to me.
"Hey, I'd like two cheese pizzas with a side of Sora."
"Oh, nice one," I answered into the phone, rolling my eyes before propping myself up on my elbows. "What's up, Riku?" At once a smile spread onto my face.
"Nothing really." Even on the phone, even being a mile away I could tell something was definitely 'up' just by the broken undertone in his voice. I was afraid to push on the subject, but I guessed it would be best to.
"You don't sound like it," I found myself answering back, now having Tidus' eyes glued onto me as if I was some entertaining movie. I rose my right hand in a swatting motion, as if to deter his actions.
"Eh.." I could /hear/ him shrug.
"Riku?..." I inquired, blue eyes blinking. Yes, something was wrong. And now I was worried, and that dissuaded me from wanting to know. Maybe I should have never asked. Or better yet, answered the phone.
"Actually, I need to tell you something," He seemed so strong. It was a fallacy. I should have known, but I believed that he was touch and durable, in some senses. I always believed him.
"Er… what?" My heart began to spasm. I had wanted him to say those words so many times. I couldn't count the times that I wanted him to say such, and then lead onto a confession, with that Riku quirkiness he had. I should have known that wasn't what I was going to get. God, I should have known.
"Remember when I said that I would introduce you to some of my friends at the high school the first day?" Riku began, as trying to avoid the conversation in all. But Riku always had a reason for everything he said, so I told myself to play along. He was the instructor, and I was a lifeless marionette, under his command for too long.
"Yeah." I answered at once sheepishly, Tidus having exited the room to get something to drink or something. But in actuality, he was respecting my privacy; something I figured Tidus would never do.
"Don't think that's going to happen, kid."
I hated when he did that. Absolutely hated it. Just because was a year older then me, half a year to be exact, he acted like he was so much wiser. He was even in the same grade, so I really didn't understand why he acted like a jerk so much.
"Why?" I should have never asked that.
"Sora, I'm sorry."
He never apologized. Riku never apologized for anything.
"For what?"
"I'm so sorry."
What was he talking about? My voice contained distress, and by now my heart was beating erratically, threatening to create a bloody mess on the bed. But I should have known this was only the beginning of what was going to be the most devastating thing to ever happen to me.
"Riku, please." I nearly begged, "What are you talking about?"
"I'm leaving in the morning to Traverse Town."
And the silence never felt so uninviting.
"W-w-here?" My voice cracked.
"Traverse Town. You know, off the islands, where Wakka is from." Riku sounded preoccupied, almost annoyed. Like he really didn't want to be talking and informing me of this. And not in the good sense either.
"I-i-…" My body began to go throw countless shaking fits.
"Sora, don't say anything."
"When are you coming back? Before the second day of school?" I was so optimistic, I was hopeful. But he did not take heed. He was going to rip me of my confidence and assertion.
"…Summer, next year."
"Oh." I answered emptily. I had never expected high school without Riku. Never.
"Please don't be like this, Sora." He grumbled on the other line, making an audible sigh into his phone.
My body tensed as I gripped the phone tightly, shaking my head, "Like what?" Two could play at the game of wearing a fake mask of strength. "I'm not being like anything."
"Argh…" He grumbled and then sighed yet again. "I'll call you when I get there with the new number. Good night Sora," And with that he hung up.
He was angry, I could tell. He didn't stay to hear my sobs, nor my pleas for him to stay. He didn't stay to hear my silent confession. "But where does that leave me?..."
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one month later
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"Isn't this place /huge/?"
Kairi nudged me in the side with excitement as we entered the highschool building. I gave a half-hearted shrug. It was all I could allow. How could I give her all my heart if the person who held it was so far away? But I tried my best to pretend I was all right, just for Kairi's sake. I was never one to be sad or extremely bothered by things, so I put on a fake smile and nodded in agreement.
In entirety, the place was huge. I imagined myself being whisked around, up and down the halls, Riku's arm hooked within mine, his silver hair smacking my face as he quickly turned. Except in this reality, I was walking beside Kairi, a notebook in my right hand, and my left hand idly at my side. The hand that should have been interlaced with Riku's.
"Now where's the hot senior chicks?" Tidus at once asked, glancing around the main entrance, watching a few girls walk by that sported short skirts and skimpy tops. His eyes at once widened as he turned to Kairi and myself, bearing that famous Tidus perverted grin. "Well you two, I'll meet you in the cafeteria for the introduction breakfest. I've got some ... business to attend to."
And with that he was off to chase down absoluete strangers, their only redeeming quality being their pretty faces.
"Sora. You look sick," Kairi spoke, nudging me yet again in the shoulder.
For the first real time that day I glanced over at her. "Nah. Nerves getting to me," I offered her a sheepish and coerced smile. It was enough. She smiled and continued following Selphie and Wakka who seemed to know the way. However, the orange-haired blitzball player slowed his pace, noticing I was walking alone behind Selphie, Kairi, and himself.
"Something wrong, Sora?" He inquired, his accent thick in his voice. Me and Riku had made a joke that it was a mix between Traverse Town accent and Destiny Islands accent, figuring that no one here spoke like that. I flinched. Somehow Riku had entered my mind once more. How did he do that?!
"Nothing at all," I lied with that guileless smile that all of my friends had come to love me by. "Just a bit nervous and all... miss the middle school." It worked for Kairi, but it obviously wasn't for Wakka.
"Is this about Riku?" He further pried, his hand slapping onto his chin to add to his inquistive look.
I slowed my pace once again, eying Wakka. Since when was he so perceptive. "Why would it be?" It hurt just to have someone say his name, let alone talk about him. I guessed this was a mixture of what it felt like to lose your best friend, and your first crush all in once instance. A toxic mixture, I swear it.
"Come on, man. You've got the look of a hopeless romantic smeared all over your Ôace." He spoke quickly, sneering as he did such.
"I'm not a hopeless romantic!" I pouted back, taking offense to the suggestion. Only girls were hopeless romantics, like Kairi and Selphie. I had never seen a guy be a /hopeless/ romantic before, and I certaintly was not the first. "And especially not about Riku!" I added in quickly, sounding more perpelxed then I really was at that moment.
"Ya know it's not good to lie," Wakka retorted, poking me in my shoulder to prove his point. "Nose might start to grow."
"As if..." I sighed with a shrug, "And I'm not lying." It came out in a distant grumble as we turned to the right.
"Forgetting isn't going to solve your problem," Wakka noted before shrugging himself and making his way back up to the others. He did not seemed annoyed, but a bit disappointed. Like I really was going to tell him how I was truly feeling.
"Perhaps it isn't... but sometimes forgetting is the only way to move on," And I wished with everything I had that I believed that. I wanted to forget how much Riku meant to me, wanted to move on and actually date people, but something seemed so wrong with that idea. So I digress...
- - - -
"Welcome to Twilight High."
A round of applause was sounded when a man with blonde hair made his way up onto the stage. He wore crimson robes, and seemed far older than I had expected. Even from where I was sitting, I could see how benevolent his eyes appeared. I leaned against the back of my chair, sliding down a bit so my hair wouldn't block the view of some fellow freshman that may be sitting behind me. My eyes watched the man with interest. He seemed a lot more wise and kind then my old prinicipal; Xemnas.
"I'd like to introduce myself. I am Diz. But most of you would find it appropriate to address me as Mr. Ansem." His eyes sparkled as he spoke, which instantly reminded of how my father's eyes gleamed when he used to tell me stories. Before he left the islands to enter a war between a few worlds. My stomach sank. I hadn't spoken to him for a few days now ... was he still all right?
"Our vice prinicpal," Diz motioned to a lanky looking man with pink hair and a quirky smile, "Is Mr. Xea." He smiled to the other man who gave a wave as a greeting. All right, principal seemed nice, vice...awfully creepy. Not cruel, just creepy. I mean, who had pink hair...
"As for the rules this year for all you newcomers, freshman as you're called," His wording made me smile. It felt nice to have someone speak so awkwardly and yet sophsitcated at the same time. "They are all stated clearly in the handbooks we will be handing to you all before the day is over." He eyed the audience for a brief moment.
"But first I would like to introduce the teachers for the freshman clas-" Was the last thing I heard him say before a vibration in my left pocket drew my attention away. I blinked as it continued. My heart dropped, mostly due to the fact that cell phones were strictly prohibited. Glancing to my left and right, taking note that the teachers were all in the front by now, I swooped my hand into my pocket, removing the phone to quickly flip it open and glance at the cause of the disturbance.
One new text message.
I glanced around to see if Tidus or Wakka were grinning at me stupidly from either side of Kairi or Selphie, but their eyes were fixated on the teachers. Well, except Tidus. He was still scoping out all the new freshman girls from the other middle school that were now attending the highschool. Figures.
I clicked the button to read the message, and my heart instantly plummeted lower in my stomach.
/ Hey kid. How your first day going? Get in trouble yet? See any hot girls that tickled your fancy/
My heart skipped a beat as I recognized the number as Riku's cell. I bit my lip nervously as my fingers began to go to work on typing up a reply. My blue eyes lowered from the phone and around me briefly to make sure that no one was looking. Last thing I needed was to get in trouble.
/ Riku! Do you realize how much trouble I'll get in if I get caught/
I sent it and leaned back into the chair, trying to listen to the conversation going on between the teachers and Mr. Ansem.
"This is Mr. Jayin, the freshman science teacher." A man with black and white streaked hair gave a jovial wave with a smirk at the students. At once it was known that this teacher was a favorite among them. He seemed nice and ... sponatneous.
"This is Mr. Kayazki, the math teacher," He motioned to a man with thick blonde hair that covered most of his face. Compared to Riku, he was the essence of ugly. Then again, mostly all of these people were ugly compared to Riku.
Another vibration ripped my attenton away from the presentation back to my phone. I clicked the little mail icon to hastily read the message.
/ You know I love it when you scream my name. Anyway, how's life/
Damn Riku.. I winced as my heart, yet again, skipped a beat. Even on texting Riku would be such an /ass/. I rolled my eyes before dexterously typing in my response yet again. I was so going to fail high school because of Riku, whether he be here or not.
/ You're an idiot. Good I guess. Why haven't you called/
It had been almost a month and I still hadn't received a call from the other, so I figured he had wanted to cut all ties with me. I wouldn't blame him. But now with the textes, I figure he was just busy getting adjusted to his new life, new friends...possible new girlfriends. My stomach lurched, making me feel a bit light-headed.
I must have zoned out because the next time my phone vibrated, I hadn't heard a single word of what anyone was saying.
/ Busy. Are you jealous hunny/
Double Damn Riku.
I sighed, using my free hand to rub my temples. He was too sarcastic and naive for his own good. Kairi glanced over, having taken note of my repeated texting. Her eyes trailed down to the message where she at once smirked. Of course she figured it was a girl, I mean, who would call a guy hunny? Well.. except Riku.
"Who's that from?" She whispered as she beamed at me.
"N-no one." I whispered back harshly, beginning to type my message back to him.
"Girlfriend?" She teased, her grin growing as I rolled my eyes, laughing her statement off.
/ I told you don't call me that. And why would I be jealous/
Kairi eyed me once more and shrugged. She turned her attention back to the stage where the teachers were giving speeches. Relief, finally. I was about to tune back into them when Selphie leaned over, peering at the screen.
"Whatcha doing Sora?" She whispered in a giggle in my ear. Argh. Selphie.
"Nothing," I replied quickly.
"Oh, it looks like something." She answered, her curious eyes glued to my cellphone screen. Why were women so nosey? Must be genetics or something like that I concluded.
Oh curse ironic timing.
/ Don't you miss my hands all over you? You know; sex. Miss me much/
My face turned bright red as Selphie stifled a laugh. She grinned widely before nudging her elbow into my gut.
Triple Damn Riku.
She watched me enter my response, trying her best not to break into a round of laughing right there on the spot.
/ I resent your perversion. /
By now both Kairi and Selphie were glancing at the screen, sending looks to one another that obviously said; Sora's got a girlfriend. I glared at them before bringing up a blank message to type in capital letters what I wanted to say to them. Once I was done it read "It's Riku, you morons."
By now Selphie had resorted to biting down on her hand to halt her laughs. Kairi turned to the side, coughing to disguise the laugh. Oh great, now they thought he actually meant it.
/ Oh baby, don't be mad. You know I love you. /
"Riku's gay?!"
What a great way to start a new year. Congratulations go to Selphie.
I flinched as Selphie loudly questioned Riku's sexuality. The whole small section we were sitting in stared at her, trying their best not to laugh, as if not to bring any unneeded attention to us. For that I was actually thankful. My face was bright red by now and I just wanted to die.
Riku had always been an ass when it came to teasing, but now he seemed even more cocky and sarcastic.
/ Thanks a lot. Selphie just screamed when the principal was talking. /
The response I received was quick, and both girls were leaning over their arm rests to glimpse at what it said.
/ Sorry. Figured that Selphie would take that the wrong way. /
"Lemme send him something." Selphie whispered into my ear, her face showing that she was planning something malicious. I held my phone away from her, trying my best not to let her grab it. Of course, by that time Kairi had a nice view of my phone, and the now display wallpaper.
"Your wall-paper is Riku?" Kairi asked, grinning widely as he tilted her head to the side. "You miss him that much that he's your wallpaper? Since when did Riku start to rank over peaches?"
Peaches. My favorite fruit. All of my friends knew that, mostly seeing it was my display picture. What else did I have other than pictures of Riku and Kairi to put on it?
"Shut up," I blushed as I sent my next response.
/ That's fine ... call me later, okay/
I sent it and then buried my cellphone in my pocket.
Today was one of thsoe good and yet bad days. And it was just about to get worse.
- - -
Riku Point Of View
- - -
"Who the hell was that?"
I peered with mock amusement over at the brunette who was sitting beside me on the bleachers. His dark eyes stared at my phone as I typed up my last response. His russet hair was in his face as he glanced downward, making it hard to tell if he was actually staring at my phone or that girl's ass in the next row. Never can tell with him.
I snickered at him, noticing that not only him, but Cloud and Tifa had craned their necks to gain view of what I was doing. "Oh. Just some lovesick girl back from the islands." All right, so it wasn't, but they seriously did not need to know that. People were too curious for their own damn good. Feed them enough lies and they'll believe them.
"Oh, so we have a heartbreaker on our hands?" Cloud smirked, his hand reaching out of nowhere to clasp my shoulder.
"Hopefully you won't break /too/ many hearts here, pretty boy."
"I resent that, goldie locks." I shot back with a laughed with a hint of scorn, and a hint of enjoyment.
The brunette, Leon, at once chuckled at my comeback. Tifa laughed insanely from where she was sitting, and Yuffie was beside her, leaning against her friend's shoulder to support her from falling down onto the bleacher levels below from the amount of laughing she was doing. Women were so weird when it came to their habits.
"Your name's Riku, right?" Cloud inquired, leaning back against the empty space behind him. I nodded slowly, placing my phone silently into my vest pocket to further listen. "You seem okay. I mean, if Leon here took you under his wing already, then I don't see why not we can't let you enter our group."
"Group?" I dared, eyebrow arching with the utmost curiosity.
"You know, 'click'," Tifa grinned at the choice of word's Cloud was using, "The popular, respected, get it all group?"
Get it...all? What kind of talk was that? Of course I was smart and sly and everything in between, so I smirked, "Are you saying that you take it from guys?" I wasn't expecting what I received next.
"No shit," He spoke with a rolling of his blue eyes.
I stared at him, lips having fallen open from shock. Rewind. No one back on Destiny Islands accepted men on men things, nor did they accept the people that committed it. Here was it ... idolized? That was a /bit/ disturbing. I grumbled darkly to myself before shrugging as if to prove that I hadn't meant any harm by my statement.
"Leon's his boyfriend." Yuffie informed me with a smirk, "He left me for him. I don't mind it /that/ much." She eyed Vincent and Reno a few people down. Must be part of the group also. "Bigger fish in the sea."
All right. Weird. Note to self, avoid Yuffie at all costs.
"So tell us about your ... endeavors back home." Cloud spoke, which received a rolling of the eyes from his boyfriend.
"Endeavors? You mean my hopes?.." I inquired, not really getting what the hell he was talking about. This town was so screwed over. Have to make sure to tell Sora that, and tell him I figured out where Wakka got his weirdness from.
"No not your hopes." He smacked his forehead with vexation.
"He means your relationships." Leon explained cooly, eying Cloud with interest.
"...Oh, right, those." I replied coolly, hand raising from my side to run through my hair. "Those were great. Few girls here, few girls there. You know the kind." To be bluntly honest, I had only had one girlfriend, and that was Larxene back home. Some freshman I had met when I was still in eighth grade.
"Aw man." Yuffie at once spoke, a look of disappointment etched on her face.
"What?" I dared, further arching my eyebrows.
"He's straight. He would have went /so/ well with Roxas." She shrugged and then went back to making eyes at that black-haired Vincent guy.
"..." I blinked cautiously, looking from each member, "I'll pass." I grumbled, not flattered by their statements.
"We all know that Roxas loves Naminé, and Axel has the hots for Roxas." Leon retorted to the black-haired girl, "You can't break up that love triangle. Would be against the laws of ... well, life." He seemed so at ease saying such things.
I don't think I like Traverse Town... not at all.
- - -
Sora's Point Of View
- - -
I made my way home quickly that day, not wanting to deal with the remarks Selphie and Wakka, and perhaps even Tidus were about to throw my way. The last thing I needed was for my friends to start accusing me and my best friend to be in love. Even if... maybe I did feel something for him. But I swear it wasn't love! I do not love people, only my parents. Figured it's safer that way ...
Not like he would return it anyhow.
"Sora, wait up!"
Kairi came speeding after me, frantically waving her hand in the air to flag me down. I paused, holding my notebook from earlier tight in my grasps.
"Yeah?" I questioned, the cellphone burning a hole in my pocket. Right now I just wanted to get home, read that message Riku had left me, and then call him.
"Sorry about earlier.. I gave Selphie a good thwack," She made a hitting motion into the air, "for being so stupid and saying that." She offered a friendly smile and shrugged. "You looked upset over it, so i'll make sure we don't bring him up."
"Er, Thanks?" I dared, smiling back at her as she nodded and headed off her own way. Kairi was the queen of short conversations after all.
When I had finally reached home, I was estatic just to collaspe onto my bed, face into the pillow, and exhale. I hate highschool, I really do. It is no fun, at all. It had go die somewhere.
I sighed and reached into my pocket, flipping open my cell to read the new message.
/ Can do. Love you babe. /
Quadruple Damn him.
My heart sank to its lowest pits. Right now I wanted to curse wildly into the air for how moronic Riku could be. I shoved my cell phone under my pillow with irritation as I made my way over to my CD player, randomly putting the CD to a song so I could blast the thought of my friend out of my mind.
And that perhaps was the worst idea ever.
I had not really listened to the CD that well, but that all changed that night.
I was laying there for what felt like hours, and perhaps it was. My mom had brought my dinner up, take-out, figuring I was hard to work on something for school. I ate quickly, listening to the first three songs repeat over and over. I liked them a lot, and didn't dare continue on to the next ones. Usually CD's had only a good few songs anyhow.
My blue eyes stared up at the ceiling, being completely lost. Riku had tired to call multiple times, I could tell from the vibrating sound I had heard countless times that evening. I wasn't really in the mood to speak with him after today. It hurt too much.
He seemed relentless in his attempts to all, however. Sighing, I eventually reached under my pillow to reach for the phone on his twentieth attempt to get a hold of me. Clutching the cell-phone with dismal interest. I was too tired from my first day of school to even notice that it was in fact ten at night, and I really ought to be getting to sleep. Remind me to hate high school.
"Hello?" I questioned groggily, already knowing who it was.
"Hey beautiful."
And yet I flinched upon hearing the familiar voice after an entire month.
"Hey, Riku," I replied disdainfully, wishing that he actually meant what he said. "I almost got caught texting you today.." I trailed off, feeling a bit queasy at the idea.
"Sorry, really," I could /hear/ him grin from the other end. "Store this number, kay? I'm calling you from my home phone." He added on.
"All right," I answered, another yawn slipping its way from my lips.
"How are you?" He dared, his breath a bit rigid.
It at once reminded me of the day before he left, and how damn /much/ I wanted to kiss him. He had to be breaking a law for being so tempting. I realized that getting over him was going to be the hardest thing I would have to overcome this year. Not classes, not upperclassmen.
"Okay I guess. Tired." I murmured. I silently wondered if he could tell that I was still flustered over his behavior of today.
"Want me to come down there and put you to sleep?" Amusement was drenched in his melodic voice. Oh, he was enjoying this, I could tell.
"I'll pass," I replied, knowing he was suggesting one of his infamous innuendos.
"Find a boyfriend yet?" He at once inquired.
"R-r-iku," I sputtered, springing up from my laying position. "I'm not…" I trailed off, finding it uncomfortable to even talk about this to him. Especially when he was joking and I wasn't.
"Why so tense?"
"Don't know," I answered honestly, finding the darkness of the roo suddenely unbearable. And so cold. So cold that I felt myself shivering. "I'm not used to going this long without seeing you.." I was being honest, something I hoped he understood.
"Aw… love you too," He sneered, taunting and teasing, like always.
"Goodbye Riku," I snapped, closing my cell phone. I figured I would store his number in the morning. I just wasn't in the mood tonight. I didn't need to constantly remind myself of him.
After awhile, I decided to go to sleep. After that fiasco with Riku, I guessed I deserved some good rest. In the background as I spaced out, the CD skipped onward from three to around ten. My ears listened to the song, lyrics drilling a hole into my head.
This song...
My heart clenched upon hearing it and letting the words register in my mind. This was a love song, a sad one ... and it fit too perfectly. It was like; horribly ironic.
Tears pricked painfully in the corner of my eyes. I refused to cry anymore. Riku wasn't worth it, I told myself. Without another word, I buried my head into the pillow, now resenting that song, Far Away was it? Of course, before I did fall asleep, I happened to glimpse curiously at my phone vibrating again at around midnight.
On it displayed a single message.
/ I'm sorry. You probably hate me for earlier. I understand. Well, sweet dreams. /
"Sweet dreams, Riku..."
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