A/N: Sorry about the incredibly long wait…my muse has a terrible tendency to be fickle. Sometimes I'm really productive, other times, it likes to run away and abandon me so that I'm forced to run after it with a net and a set of tweezers. However, today I'm feeling the muse's influence very well, thank you very much.
This story starts out with a LOOOOOT of angsty romance. It kind of burns my eyes, to be honest. But it will get more story-driven later…then angsty-romantic again…then funny…then violent…then angsty-romance galore. Darn it. Then again, when I made the plot for this story, I was inadvertently plotting a fluff-fest, so I guess this is what I get for my lack of foresight.
That being said, I claim no ownership of anything in this story. At all. Except the dialogue and thoughts. Those are mine, and you shouldn't steal them. Unless you review first. Then you can rip me off as much as you like.
LET THE OVERBEARING ooc-NESS CONTINUE!!
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Rabblerousers
Ch. 2
(Kairi's POV)
I have to admit I was feeling a little on edge being in the car with Sora with nothing at all to do. Well, maybe I should rephrase that…there was SOMEthing to do, but that certain thing probably wouldn't consent.
I sighed again and looked up into his deep blue eyes. Even though he was now wolf-like in appearance, his eye color was still the same mesmerizing hue…they showed that, under his tough, uncaring exterior, he still had a huge range of emotions, feelings, and fears. And every once in a while, I could still catch a glimpse of that young, naïve boy I once knew and fell in love with so many years ago…
I could stare at those eyes for hours and hours and still see something new in them every minute.
God, how I wanted to kiss him…I had always wanted to have my first kiss with Sora, but as fate would have it, that didn't turn out to be the case. Maybe…just maybe, he wouldn't be altogether opposed with kissing me since we were in these different bodies? Perhaps now he could maybe imagine me as NOT his friend-zone-dwelling, off-limits buddy to whom he apparently has no attraction whatsoever, but as an empty persona that he wouldn't mind kissing.
(P.S. "Friend zone," according to MY street-wise dictionary, is when you are completely head-over-heels in love with someone you're already close to, but they can't see you as anything beyond a friend without having a gag reflex. Definitely is a problem for me right here, or else I'd already have Sora up my skirt…oops, you didn't hear me say that…)
It had felt SOO good to be in his arms earlier today…
So, I decided to press my luck and flirt with him a little, just to see what would happen. "SO!" He jumped in his seat, and I looked away, feeling heat ride to my cheeks. God, that was loud! I'm such a failure at life. "Whoo, um…who do you think is the hottest girl on the island?" I said very quietly.
Please don't be gay, please don't be gay…
"Oh, uhm…" Sora said, looking around with shifty eyes. Crap! What if he is?! "S-Selphie's not too bad, I guess. I mean, that's what I thought up until last night. She was pretty trashed out, if you know what I mean."
"Yeah," I said, so relieved I almost giggled. (I told you, I'm retarted! My mind isn't built for these kind of high-tension conversations required to seduce someone who can barely stand your presence). Hmm, let's see…I want to make out with Sora naked…but that's jumping way too far ahead!! …What I mean is, I want to cuddle passionately with Sora's naked, rock-hard body until we're drenched in each other's sweat and he's pinning me to the ground beneath him.
Okay, much more better…now, what to say to get him thinking in that direction too??
"Sora, I…" I winced and looked up into his midnight angelic gaze. "Um, I never really got a chance to thank you for saving me all those…times."
He looked relieved to finally have something to talk about so he wasn't just looking at his hands. "Oh yeah, that's no problem. You know I'd never let anything happen to you!" He said that with a certain degree of warmth that started to fill me with that ache of need within my chest and gut. I longed for him…soooo much that it was almost tangible.
I swallowed and ran a hand through my hair. "So, you know…ifthere'sanywayIcanrepayyouI'lldoit!" (At regular speed, I meant to say, 'If there's any way I can repay you, I'll do it')
Sora blinked, wide-eyed. "Huh?"
I took a deep breath and fidgeted in distress. "I just meant, I owe you one."
"Oh," Sora said in his deep voice. "No you don't. Don't worry about it."
"That's not what I meant!" I heaved in exasperation and folded my arms across my chest moodily. Clearly if we're EVER going to go anywhere together, I've got to do some major teeth-pulling. "What I meant was, I'd really like to…"
Suddenly, the entire car lurched, nearly turning vertically. I screamed as I flipped backwards and slammed my head against the ivory seating. Sora flew through the air, bounced off the ceiling, and landed directly on top of me.
Oh wow…I can feel HIS ass…on my crotch…this is the best thing ever!! I think I accidentally mewed as I looked at his face just centimeters over mine. He was on top of me, straddling me. I could feel his breath on my nose. And I've never been more turned on in my entire life!
Now, however, I'm totally unsure of what to do. His eyes burned with a fire so intense my heart was liquidizing. The longing to kiss him, taste him, or wrap my arms around him was too much, and I let out a small moan on accident as I tried to reign in my emotions.
Sora, unfortunately, chose that exact moment to stand up, offering me his furry hand (which I gladly accepted, of course). "Ah…" he said, blinking profusely, "I guess we're under attack."
Yep. So much for THAT romantic moment. I had never felt so deflated in my entire life. Geez Kairi, mood swings much?! But, what was I hoping would happen (Well…realistically, I mean)?! I mean, I knew he didn't like me! Why did I allow myself for a second to think he might return those feelings?
God, it was the perfect opportunity for him to kiss me, after all this time! Why couldn't he just do that one thing for me? He's a guy and I'm a girl, we're both…mammals. What's the harm? Who gives a damn whether he has any feelings for me or not?! Damn heartless bastard.
I wrung my hands and grit my teeth, looking around at anywhere, anything but him. I inwardly swore never to get caught in a compromising position like that with him ever again.
"Okay, so that really sucked," I accidentally said out loud.
Sora looked downright pissed for some reason. "Ohh, I'm so sorry I FELL on you! It's not like I had any choice!"
My temper flared momentarily. "That's not the problem, you idiot!"
"Whatever! Let's do this later. Come on, the entire parade is under attack, and willing to bet it's those Heartless thugs we're after."
Oh yeah! The contract and all. I'd almost forgotten. "You're right," I said, feeling terrible for lashing out at the hottest guy I'd ever met. "Hey, listen…"
"Oh, just shut up, Kairi," he muttered, and stalked outside. My entire brain seemed to shudder. I waited a moment within the topsy-turvy caravan car to rein in my rapidly-spinning-out-of-control emotions. A day ago, I would've given anything to have Sora on top of me like that. But now I see that it only ruined what blossoming friendship we might have been developing.
Damn friendship! It's nothing but a hurdling block to reach the one you love.
Realizing that I was expected to be fighting outside, I wiped the fledgling tears soaking into my cheeks and ran outside, vowing to cut the crap and tell Sora the truth about what I feel the next time I see him. I'm done with this! The only solution left is to just lay it out on the line and stop putting myself through this horrible torture. Who knows, maybe romantic dialogue is something that will bring him closer to me?
I laughed at my own naïve stupidity. Who am I kidding? If he won't even deign to tolerate my presence, or won't even consider kissing me when he's in the missionary position in me, what possible chance do I have of catching him?!
Such vying thoughts quickly disappeared as I looked out onto the green, shrub-covered field. There, spouting out of a dark, ancient forest, was an army so vast and so overmanned by Heartless that I was sure this would be my grave.
(Riku's POV)
Hello again, my bitches! Riku, the silver-furred, sensual Suicune here! Where exactly is here, you ask? I'll give you a hint; the clip-clop of horses' hooves is the only sound, and it smells a whole lot like mangy cat musk in here…
That's right, you guessed it! I'm currently riding VIP in the suspiciously lioness-looking Prince John's carriage, along with the sometimes-tolerable company of his pet snake, Sir Hiss!
And it's totally awesome, because now I get to do the Prince's every bidding and they're all hilarious…perhaps I have a penchant for mindlessly following orders from royalty?
Anyway, just having finished force feeding Sir Hiss a gallon of rhinoceros milk for the sheer idiocy of it, and then wringing him out like a wet towel, the Prince nearly fell off his cushion with hysterical laughter. (I was in the same boat, I assure you).
"Ah, what gall, my errant knight!" Prince John lauded about me.
"Ummm, what?" I asked, having no clue what he just said.
"Heeeee…" he said satisfactorily, sinking down in his cushion with his hand down his pants, gripping what I dare not imagine. "For my next task I will readily impose of you, Keyblade Warrior, I demand that you entertain me with song!"
Uh-oh. Here I feel that I must impart upon you a truly tragic reality; I couldn't carry a tune even if Kairi's massive jugs were at stake! So I gulped and tried to recall something out of my distant memory, for instance, when I was prancing through the jungles of Barcelona with a gangster in the nude, save for a strip of loincloth. Hee-hee…loincloth…
"Come now, song! How else do you expect me to maintain my already momentous height of happiness?!" the Prince said, rather thoughtlessly of my predicament, or so I thought.
"Okay, okay, here goes…" I said, rubbing my sweaty hands together and looking around the carriage for a means of escape. When none was forthcoming, I took a deep breath, and then was struck by a sudden thought. "Hey, Sir Kaa!"
"Umm, it's Sir Hiss, you mirthless cretin."
"Yeah, whatever, I need you to keep a rhythm for me, okay?"
After glaring at me for a full dozen seconds, the snake said, "Actually, I was just about to doze…" He noticed the Prince glaring at him meaningfully. "Doze-d-do whatever you want, my liege!" He said hurriedly.
"Goody. Now, I want you to keep this steady bass beat, a'ight? 'Hoom-BOM-BOM, Hoom-BOM-BOM, Hoom-BOM-BOM, Hoom-BOM-BOM,' you got it?"
"……………..hoo, bombom," the snake said mutinously.
"Hey!! Hey!! Hey!! Hey!! Hey!! Hey!! Hey…" Prince John said, tired of the attention being taken off him.
"Yes?" I said patiently.
"What can I do?"
"Well…" I said, brushing a hand through my freaking sexy silver locks, "I do need someone to play the calliope part…"
"OOOH, me!! Pick me!!"
"Alright, your majesty, since you were so insistent." The Prince laughed boyishly and clapped his paws together.
"Okay, here's how it goes: Loo-Pirlouii, Loo-Pirlouii, Loo-Pirlouii, Loo-Pirlouii…you got it?"
"Hoop…pirouwi?" the Prince said cautiously.
"Close enough," I said, winking at him. "Now, then on a count of three, I want Sir Hiss to start off with his formula for three measures."
"DON'T tell me what to do!" he snarled. "I am very gifted in the art of…"
"At that point, I need you to come in, Johnny-Boy!" I interrupted.
The Prince crowed a massive chuckle. "Did you hear that, Hiss? He called me 'Johnny-Boy!' Oh, the delight of this fine rabblerouser!"
"Yes, yes, I heard him," Sir Hiss said darkly.
"Alright, now we're going, people! A-one, a-two, a-one, two, three, four!" I led them off.
Immediately Sir Hiss began to sing a throaty, "Hoom-BOM-BOM, Hoom-BOM-BOM" after which Prince John managed to mock a calliope.
I gave them a bit of a head start, and then stood up on my feet and wailed in a very girlish voice, "YOU ALWAYS GET THE BOYS YOU LIKE, PLAY NICE THEN STICK THEM WITH YOUR KNIFE!!" (Kiss's song "Is That You?") I'll admit that I got a little carried away…but I wasn't able to perceive my carriage-mates' reactions, for the entire craft suddenly struck something forcefully, and burst into explosive splinters.
I blacked out for a second, but was quickly waked by the moaning, thumb-sucking terror of Prince John.
I coughed out some black smoke, and realized the craft was burning - and the three of us were all still in it!
"Mommy! Mommy! I wanna go home!" Prince John said, his butt collapsed through the floorboards as he sucked perpetually on his thumb.
I picked up the basket that Sir Hiss had retreated into, and held out my hand to the Prince. "Come on, your majesty! It's dangerous to remain here!" I entreated.
Frustratingly, the Prince's only response was to go up several octaves in his whining moan. "nnnnnnNNNNNNNnnnNNNNO! I wanna go back to see my Mommy!" he said, using his thumb as a microphone.
"Up we go!" I said as I lifted the jilted Prince out of the wrecked cabin and leapt out with him and the basket in tow to escape the flames.
"Uh-oh," me and the snake said in unison at the Heartless-filled sight that greeted us.
(Sora's POV)
Sora, may I ask you a question?
Why yes, self, please do so at your leisure.
Why, in the ever-increasing borders of Gummi-Space and all the places in between….
Why, would you EVER lose your temper at Kairi?! Of all people!
Kairi…that sweet blossom of an angel, perfection incarnate, with eyes that sparkle like the most treasured of diamonds, with a countenance so soothing, sweet, caring, and PERFECT… The most beautiful girl there ever has been, or ever will be. Whenever I see her, I don't feel worthy to even look at her, much less touch her, if even in a friendly manner. Nothing stresses my own ineptness and worthlessness more than her. She's SOOO wonderful, it makes me wonder how things could have been…if Riku had never been born…
No wait, screw that…she doesn't dislike you because of Riku's existence! She doesn't like you because you're so retarted you can't even express even a small, microscopic drop of your feelings for her without peeing yourself in nervousness!
I would gladly give up my life for her at the drop of a hat. But I can't stand to be around her, if only because we are not together…yet…
So…WHY in the HECK would you get mad at her?!
This was the question I posed myself as I rabidly plunged into the fray of demonic Heartless that paraded from the thick wood. I cast an Aero and cycloned through a barrage of small bee heartless that were peppering the Prince's guard. I slashed through tens, then hundreds of the small pests, all in a manner of seconds.
My anger is what drove me, as I hacked and slashed with my goo-covered Keyblade. When I fight, everything is fluid, just as nothing else is in my life. I don't even have to think, I just…kill, uncontrollably.
Well, to answer, my previous question…I have no idea… I mean, I know I love her…but for some reason her plain disregard for my affections just fills me with completely incompatible anger!
The crimson explosions after each Devil falls has become an addiction to me; this is my sole worth in the Universe. I'm a terrible friend, and an offender of love.
This is my fate; my calling.
I'm such a pathetic retard.
After I landed from the midair clouds of carnage, I looked up from the grass into the eyes of two massive, bladed spider creatures. Looking at the long, steel, needle-like shafts protruding from their arms, I smirked.
"MAGNET!" I cast. The two monsters twitched, and then immediately crumpled and collided with each other in midair, rolling around in the green light until they were no more than small steel marbles.
I grinned at my handiwork, but then heard an alarming whisk of the air behind me. I ducked, twirled around, and found myself face-to-face with two huge doglike creatures. Their hands took the shape of rapidly spinning meteorites; which they quickly sought to introduce to my face. And as much as I like making friends…
"Blizzard," I said, imperceptibly raising my Keyblade. The ice immediately doused the meteors' flame, causing the dog monsters to stop in mid-swing and look at their fist stupidly.
"Here, let me show you how to use that!" I said, sidestepping to the left and crashing my blade into one's fist, causing into to fly unstoppably into the other dog's chest, creating a large, gaping blue hole.
"OUCH, that's a mean right hook you got there," I taunted, squinting at the damage.
The monster I bashed whirled on me and snarled from above. As I figured he was about to pounce, his wounded partner bit into his shoulder and began to bash the other's face repeatedly.
"Wow, I guess I overestimated your guys's intelligence, huh?" I said, whirling my Keyblade lazily through the air around me, crushing multiple Heartless.
A wave of arrows from the underbrush suddenly zipped through the air. "WHOA!" I yelled, ducking to the side and sweeping with my blade simultaneously to block the shots. A thought struck me then, and I quickly spun on my heel to see the remaining throng of arrows hurtling with dangerous speed at the Caravan, a battle-engaged Riku, and most importantly, Kairi!
Acting without thought, I quickly cast the most powerful Gravity I could muster, causing all the arrows to immediately plummet to the blood-covered grass, rendered harmless.
"Schwewph!" I said for some reason, but then my breath caught as I saw Riku approach Kairi and take her into a big hug. She returned the passionate feeling, for I could see the relief and pleasure that was evoked in her face.
My heart plummeted to somewhere in my feet; she really didn't need me! I watched them naturally swivel their heads to begin a grotesque make-out session, and I felt like each lick was a stroke of fire embedded in my throat.
She loves him…really and truly…
There is no use for me here anymore…
I've gotta get away, before their fucking relationship kills me!
Unfortunately, I found myself unable to move as I watched my two best friends merge their souls through their mouth. I had never hated Riku as much as I did in that small instant…and Kairi…I think I had always loved her…
She deserves him…I'm a pathetic, shriveled up shell of a kid, who's too ugly to even think about joining in her pantheon of lovers in this lifetime.
I'll always and forever be just a friend in her eyes…funny, because I had always seen friendship as a positive thing…
My soul is black, all my joy, my happiness gone…I have seen too much of this world, and for that I must pay the ultimate price…never being with the only one I'll ever love.
TWANG!! Suddenly, a real pain sifted through my abdomen, and cried out in the realization that I had been stabbed through my shoulder with a sword. I twisted out of the blade and snaked my keyblade behind me, locking blades with a red-furred fox donned in mysterious green clothing.
"Do accept my apologies, good Sir," the fox said with a grin as he flourished his rapier, "but I have found it necessary to remove you from this picture."
"Take your best shot," I returned with a hollow glare, and began to clang blades furiously with him, trying to ignore the furiously protesting wound in my shoulder.
(Kairi's POV)
It felt oddly subversive and pleasing to be back in my boyfriend's arms, after I hadn't spared thought for him all day. The smell of wild honey shimmered soothingly from his hair and made me content just to be hugged.
I don't think Sora will ever see me as anything other than a friend…he's too pure for that…so I should just stop fretting after him…I have everything I need in Riku, after all (okay, maybe not intelligence or Sora's pouting sexiness). I've pined after Sora my whole life, so I just need to kick back and relax in Riku's ample arms…
But somehow, it just doesn't seem right…it makes me feel dirty, somehow, to be with Riku…it's probably just my imagination, since I've never seen a more cheerful person.
As I lazily drifted my eyes opened, I was shocked to see a large, red-eyed moose Heartless with fangs hoofing the ground as if it were about to charge us.
I hugged my boyfriend to my chest. "Riku! Look behind us!"
"What?" he said, looking around just in time to see the moose rampage across the terrace to our location. He leapt in the air with me still in his arms and fired off a large wave of shadow at the moose, deforming it and erasing it from the world.
We dropped back to the ground in safety, and he let go of me lightly, and I tried to ignore the disappointment in my chest at this.
"Wow, that was sure…" I started to say, but then cut myself off with a scream when three red wheel Heartless whirled down at us, tongues extended. I Dodge Phased (a technique Riku taught me) out of the way, but Riku stayed put, glared at the Heartless, and unleashed a rather large orange slash through the air.
It did little to deter the wheel monsters, however, and they plummeted straight towards him. "RIKU!" I screamed as the leader wrapped its tongue around Riku's lithe frame, swallowing him whole. The other two wheels joined shoulder-to-shoulder to contain him.
I swallowed, realizing it was up to me to rescue him. I dashed up in seeming slow motion, unsure of what to do. If only Sora was here, I thought, panicky.
'No Kairi, you don't need your childhood crush for everything, do you? Let it go…let him go!' My inner voice told me. I frowned. Let him go? That phrase stung like killer bees stabbing my throat! There's no way I could ever do that…even if he won't ever like me…let alone love me…
I squeezed me eyes together, nearing the revolving wheels containing my boyfriend, screamed out in raw frustration, and bashed my Keyblade down, back up, and around in several small, concentric circles I had no idea I could properly unleash.
A geyser of blood erupted from the Heartless trio, and I screamed and tried (futilely) to shield myself from the downpour.
I looked down at my hands, and they were completely caked with blood. Looking up, I saw Riku standing, grinning, in the middle of the carnage before the Heartless corpses disappeared into black clouds. It was strange, but I felt strangely guilty…it's not that I have ANY feelings whatsoever for the Heartless, but…it just felt horrible to end their lives so suddenly…so FINALLY…
It took me a minute to realize why that bothered me so much, the finality of death. Then I realized, I don't want anything to be final…especially things concerning a certain fawning adoration I have of a certain black-garbed hunk I know. I have to believe that some things ARE still uncertain!
"Kairi! Are you alright?" Riku said, dashing towards me with concern in his eyes.
"Y-y…" I tried to speak but the out-of-control thoughts spinning in my head prevented my tongue from cooperating.
Two massive hornet Heartless touched down in front of us, the rapid flapping of their wings causing the grass to blow in a blur.
"Oh my god, if we don't cut through these Heartless soon, then blah-blah-blah, blah-BLAH-blah-blah!" Riku said, adopting a battle stance.
I blinked. "Riku, dear, that wasn't a complete thought."
He shook his head brusquely. "I just figured you'd know what I was getting at." He looked over at me and his eyes clouded with worry. "Hey…are you sure you're okay?"
I nodded with false bravado. I didn't really know if I had it in me to fight any more of these gigantic monsters.
"Listen, just hold onto my hand tightly and keep pressing the X Button, we'll come out of this okay, you'll see!" Riku said. I decided to let the nonsensical phrase go and began swinging madly at the bee things beside him.
(Riku's POV)
Two woots for Kairi's sexy body! WOW does her hourglass shape stretch and contract sensually when she's fighting. What a bangable babe! And the best part of all is, she doesn't know it!
Man, I would cut out my left eye to spend the rest of my life for her. She's the most flawless girl I've ever met.
I cleared my throat, unsure of where to start. "Uh, Kairi, can I tell you something?"
"Go for it Riku, never mind that we're fighting for our lives against overgrown garden insects," Kairi growled, a noise that caused a pleasant prickly feeling in my crotch. I almost giggled from it, actually.
"Kairi, you're so high on my list of girls I want to date that, that…" I paused to contemplate a fitting simile. "All other girls are like drooling worms next to you!"
Kairi froze in mid slash and looked at me curiously. "Wow, that was strangely romantic," she said with much more warmth in her voice. This also gave unfettered pleasures to said region of my person. "I guess it's a good thing that we're dating then, eh?"
I decapitated the bee in front of me and it sputtered out into oblivion. Then I turned to Kairi and knelt down on one knee. "Kairi, I know this is horrible timing, but…I just can't stand to wait any longer."
Kairi managed to knock her foe away and then jumped when she saw me down on my knee. (Understandable, of course, since she was getting a NICE view of my sexy cleavage) "Riku!! I-I…"
"Kairi, I love you SO much…" I began, delving into a speech I had been preparing for the last two weeks.
(Sora's POV)
The fox-man quickly proved to be a very able swordsman. Even after unleashing my most complicated fencing patterns, he always seemed to be able to come up with the perfect counterattack.
Granted, my wound was slowing me down a bit, and he hadn't given me the slightest chance to heal myself. My magic was running low anyway.
However, clearly swordplay wasn't getting us anywhere. I glared at my opponent and launched my most powerful ice spell. His eyes widened briefly, but he whipped out a silvery velvet cloak, which absorbed the blast completely.
"Damn," I muttered. "Who are you, anyway?"
"I see no need to divulge my name to a lowly servant of Prince John," he sneered, "although I do admit you have an impressive mastery of fighting with the sword."
My headache was beginning to catch up with the pain in my shoulder, so I wasn't much in the mood for further conversing. "You're not bad yourself, fox boy. Just surrender yourself so we can get this over with. The only thing I care about is getting my friends out of here alive!"
His eyes darted behind me. "The two who are about to engage in betrothement, you mean?" Faster than I would faint at the sight of Kairi in a bikini, I whipped my head around. "That certainly would be awkward," the fox bastard said with a chuckle.
My jaw dropped along with the implosion of my heart. All power to speak quickly was zapped from my throat at the sight…Riku was on one knee, obviously proposing to a blushing Kairi. Never had I seen a more fatal vision than this! The pain I felt then was indescribable – my mind going through a strainer would probably be more pleasant. I wanted to scream. I wanted to kill Riku. I wanted to kill myself! I could feel my grips on reality slip away as Kairi wordlessly turn her head and look at me, her dark eyes barely holding me in this plane of reality.
Why was she looking at me? Well, I clearly couldn't take my eyes of her, so that might have had something to do with it…
The wave of sorrow that was rapidly overtaking me was crushing me, and the turbulent sobs forming in my throat forbid me to breathe at all. KAIRI!! I couldn't believe it at all.
Suddenly the world went black and I was knocked over onto my back. My body went completely limp and I vaguely heard voices above me. "Nice one, Friar Tuck," the fox said. "That guy was trouble. Stun him, but keep him alive, I have a feeling he could be useful in the future."
"Why, it was no trouble at all, my good friend," a deep but kindly voice said. "Little John and other troops are in position to capture the two others as well."
Two others? That could only mean…
I began to wrestle against the thick skin bag I seemed to find myself in. A force suddenly landed directly on my neck and knocked me back into the ground, hard. Before I knew it, I felt a needle pierce my skin through the bag and as much as I tried to fight it, I left this world completely, abandoning it to dark, unsettling dreams.
(Kairi's POV)
Riku was going on with a frankly quite flattering speech about his unwavering love for me, and I was so embarrassed that I couldn't do anything but break eye contact with him. Half of me was tired of all this uncertainty and just wanted to give into my overbearing boyfriend…but the other half wondered if I really didn't have any future with Sora. I know I would be happy with Riku, but with Sora I would be in permanent bliss. My eyes flicked over to Sora uncontrollably, and the sight I saw was forever cemented in my mind.
Sora looked worse than I'd ever seen anyone; his face was transfixed in an entirely disturbing frame of the utmost horror, and his eyes were boring into mine, seeming to beg endlessly for something. What was wrong with him? It was…a quite ugly sight, to be sure. Not that he, himself was ugly, but his countenance was being consumed by a darkness so overwhelming that his face seemed to reject it altogether, strangely disfiguring his face. It was like a really, really bad hallucination.
I froze, unable to look away from his brilliantly expressive eyes, the most shocking part of the whole macabre portrait of my lifelong crush.
"Kairi?" Riku whispered, looking up at me with his luscious eyes.
"Riku," I said, looking back at him with concern. "This really isn't the best time…can we talk lat-AUGH!" I screamed as something suddenly pierced me in the chest.
"Kairi! You've been hit!" Riku cried. Hit? It certainly didn't feel like I'd been punched… my arm fell to the source of the intense pain. Oh…it was an arrow. I see what he meant. Now I feel dumb.
I groaned uncontrollably and dropped to my knees. "Riku, it's…I-I can't move!" I whispered. Dear god, I'm so useless!
"It must be a stun dart," Riku said, hopping to his feet. "Don't worry, I'll protect you, my gorgeous sugar plum!"
"Thanks, Riku, I…protect Sora too, ok?" I managed to whisper before my mind failed me completely and I collapsed face-first in the dirt.
(Riku's POV)
I looked down at Kairi's limp body with concern (and only slight orgasm). Well fainting wasn't EXACTLY the result I was hoping for with my proposal, but it was one that could be expected. Kidding of course. This is serious – Kairi's tit has been punctured by an arrow! The culprit is going to wish they had never been born, I'll see to it!
I whirled around, incensed…but my incensory quickly turned to stunned surprise when I saw that I was surrounded by humanoid animals. "Well this is gay," I said, eyeing the drawn swords all pointed at me. Sure, I could destroy them in seconds with a mere Dark Aura or Midnight Assault, but there's no way I could let loose one of those without grinding my ridiculously gorgeous girlfriend to pieces! What a pickle.
The (very) fat bear who seemed to be in charge stepped forward. "We have you surrounded. Give up your weapon and you won't be harmed."
"NEVER!" I announced, shocking myself. "I don't surrender to terrorists, even fat ones!"
The bear's eye twitched.
A goat next to him bleated, "C'mon Little John, we can take him! Look at his eyes, they're blood-red! He's clearly too evil to be trusted!"
I cocked an eyebrow at the bear. "'Little John?' I can only assume that's referring to the size of your downstairs steeple, my man."
"You know, Cletus, I might be inclined to agree with you just this once!" Little John growled and lunged at me.
"Whoops!" I sang, jumping up into the air and shooting an array of dark bolts into the fray. "Cletus is definitely an even worse name!" I informed the goat before slicing through the air with my personalized Keyblade, eviscerating his body to shreds.
The others crowded in on me in an instant, and I let the darkness take over. I succumbed to my innermost bloodlust, but not enough to let Xehanort take control…
When I came to, I looked with pride among the sliced-up animals around me, painting the grass blades with blood of the simply loveliest color. A scream or two of outrage shook me from my art-ogling and I calmly noted two frothing-at-the-mouth black bears run at me.
"GRAVITY!" I cast, and they collapsed flat onto the ground by their own weight. As I was about to do them in, I noticed suddenly that something seemed off. I looked around speedily and noticed that Kairi, my love and future fiancée was completely gone!
"NOOOOOO! Damn you all, what have you done with Kairi?!" I screamed, and my world turned red. "Darkness come unto me! Bow before the hand of your master!" I roared, upturning my palm to the sky, which became a pleasant shade of black.
"HHRRAAAARRRGH!!" I roared, creating a cyclone of dark fury and using it to eradicate everyone on the battlefield.
"DAMN YOU! DAMN YOU ALL!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs as I whipped around at inhuman speeds, coming to a complete stop when I recognized the outstretched palm of Prince John.
"J-Johnny Boy!" I said, jolting back into my mental rocking chair and collapsing on the ground. "Th-they've taken Kairi!"
"I know, son…I know," the noble lioness man said. OH, such wisdom! "But you've killed…EVERYone here! There is nothing left to find here…we must return to my castle and regroup. Many of my guard were killed in the battle."
"Y…yes, your majesty," I whispered, bowing my head to the ground and kissing his slimy toes. Tasted kinda like Cracker Jacks. Heehee!
"Now…we must wait for them to make a move…" he said, noble eyes scanning the forest darkly.
(Sora's POV)
(Deep in Sherwood Forest)
Wheels lurching.
A murmur of general discontent.
The beating of hundreds of insect wings.
And a feeling of dread and darkness.
These were the things I sensed about my immediate surroundings as I blinked my bleary eyes open what seemed like moments after my fall and apparent capture. I thoroughly felt like shit; from falling in battle to a band of renegades and Heartless; for failing to protect Kairi; because of the drugs pumping through my weakened body; and most of all, because I had failed as a friend.
Friendship has always been extremely important to me…in fact, it's the highest in the list of morals I try to abide by in everyday life.
But I betrayed that most sacred of tenets today when I was shocked, no, disgusted by Riku's proposal to Kairi. Some friend I am. I don't deserve to even come to the wedding.
No matter how hard I try to suppress it, I feel nothing but anger at Riku and uncontrollable, bubbling adoration for Kairi. Every time she comes into my mind, I just want to wrap my arms around her in a pool of steamy water, soaking up her presence and having her all to myself.
But that dream is getting further and further away now.
Wait a second…Kairi!
It occurred to me that she was supposed to have been captured as well, so I forced my eyes to concentrate (despite my grinding headache) and looked around for my one and only; a search that didn't last long, since I turned to my left to find her bound, sleeping form.
Dear KING MICKEY, does she look gorgeous when she sleeps.
I quickly felt guilty for staring at her when she couldn't defend herself, especially since she's now engaged to Riku. However, surely there's no way she could find out if she's unconscious, right?
So I allowed my eyes to trail lovingly (but guiltily) down her body, adoring every inch of her flawlessly sculpted figure. Her clothes were so thin that I could easily picture what was underneath…but I held back from doing so, since that would raise my desire for her to VERY unhealthy heights.
When I flicked my eyes across her chest, not wanting to be a pervert, I had to make a double take. There was a massive arrow sticking out of her left breast! I started, and then tried to get up in vain, due to the binds around my arms and legs.
"Hey, Rob!" a raccoon soldier above me said to someone at the front of the rickety wagon.
"…What is it?"
"The prisoner's up and causin' trouble!"
"Am not!" I hissed, and immediately stabilized my movements.
Before I knew it, the fox-looking fiend who got me in this predicament swooped back to Kairi and I's hold and grinned malevolently. "Ah, if it isn't Prince John's prized fighter. You are up much sooner than I expected, but then, it seems that you are a wolf most full of surprises, are you not, Mister…?"
"Sora," I said as calmly as I could despite the headache and toxins working against my mind. I took a deep breath. "Listen, I don't want to cause any trouble, but this girl here is being poisoned by that venomous arrow, and she will die if you don't let me cure her!" (Of us three Keyblade warriors, I am the most accomplished in the Healing Arts)
The band of animals all snickered down at me. "HEAL?! And why should we let you help her recover? She is the enemy, after all, and better off dead so as to not complicate our plans."
"NO!" I shouted, surprising myself and the fox, apparently. "I – she…is very, VERY dear to me," I said with as much sincerity as I could muster. "You HAVE to let me help her! I'll forfeit my own life to save her."
Rob raised his eyebrows. "Ah, yes, I remember…" I cocked an eyebrow at this statement that seemingly came out of nowhere. He contemplated for a moment, and then nodded his head decisively. "Alright then, you have my permission to cure her."
"But Rob!" a very large brown bear started, but Rob cut him off.
"I'll stop the cart and allow you to heal her." I grinned in gratidute. "But only on the condition that you both are willing to do something for me in the near future."
"Alright, that's fine!" I assured the Heartless' ally.
"You don't even want to hear what it is you'll be doing?" Rob said in surprise.
"No task is too great for the sake of Kairi. She is my sky, my earth, and everything in between. I live only for her!" I said earnestly. I blushed when several female animals around me "Awwwhed" quite simperingly.
"Alright, alright enough with that overdramatic nonsense before you make me change my mind!" Rob said with a wince. He signaled the drivers and before I knew it, we had come to a halt in a grass clearing.
The binds on my feet were cut so I could get up and walk around. I stood up, hunching over so I wouldn't disrupt my caged prison. "Umm, could I get my arms freed as well? I'll need them for the curing process."
A goat looked at Rob for the go-ahead, and he nodded his affirmation. After I was completely freed up and the door to the prison was unlocked, Rob put his hand on my shoulder. "I'm only doing this for you because I understand what you're going through with her," he whispered in my ear so that only I could hear. "And because of the nature of her injury, I'll let you walk a bit away from the wagon to get some privacy." I blushed very deeply when I thought about the implications of the word 'privacy.' "But if you try any funny business…anything at all!...I'll have your head impaled on my sword and sent to Prince John as a gift, do I make myself clear?"
"Yup," I said honestly. I didn't have any plans to act against my captors…he had made good of his word so far. The thing was, this person was very likely the Robin Hood that I had signed myself into killing, so our mutual amicability would only be short term.
I stooped and picked up Kairi, trying not to think about how exquisite her soft, petite frame felt in my arms (and failing miserably), and warily stalked off the wagon, aware that all eyes were on me and the radiant beauty in my arms. My longing for her was so intense at this point that I could feel its almost tangible form in my throat, haunting my every movement.
How in Hades' anus am I going to get through this process?! I shivered as I tried not to think about exactly how much contact I was going to have to have with Kairi's breast in the next few minutes of my miserable existence.
A/N: I hope you liked it! The madness continues next chapter, which IS complete, just...not yet posted. Cuz It's not on me at the moment...heheh.