Disclaimer: It hurts me so to speak thy truth. Kingdom Hearts I do NOT own. Alas I have said it, and though my heart aches and goes through silent torture I feel somewhat accomplished. –lol- I also don't own the theme songs or Rice Krispies.

Note: Theme SONGS: Love Song for No One & Love Soon– John Mayer

You & Me

Chapter 2: Coincidentally…

After meeting him, I couldn't help but not think about him.

For days I kept fantasizing random scenarios in which we would meet each other again and out of pure attraction, fall madly for one another.

None of them came true of course, but I wasn't TOO far off…

Our next meeting was completely and utterly accidental on our parts, but for fate, I'm pretty sure it was ALL planned out.

"So tell me again, who's birthday party are we going to?" I asked as I ran a brush through my long red-auburn hair.

My mom was messily tying her hair up in a bun with a rubber band on the floor. "Err…If I'm not mistaken…my uncle's friend's dad's aunt's brother's sister's daughter…I think…"

I raised a brow at her. "And how do we know them?"

"I met the mother of the birthday girl at some market place downtown," my mother answered as she tried in vain to put on a cute pair of shoes that belonged to me.

I rolled my eyes. "Right, okay."

I went up to her took my shoes away from her grasp and handed her another pair that actually fit her and were just as cute.

She muttered her thanks and went back to fixing up her hair.

I frown at her childishness. She was practically my younger sister. I've been watching out for her ever since Dad and her divorced.

Life's been tough on her, and though I pity her, I still can't help but be mad.

SHE was the mom, not me. She needed to learn how to act like one. I was the one that cooked the food, cleaned the house, and now I'm even working at the ice cream shop.

She just sat there slowly fading away day by day.

I know that she hopes that one day she'll get back together with Dad and live happily ever after. She needed to face reality. Dad WASN'T going to drive home in his silver mustang one day and remarry her.

But sadly, I knew that every night she stayed up wishing he would come back and kiss her goodnight.

I sat down in front of my dresser mirror and stared down at my possible choices of jewelry, and the necklace Sora gave me caught my eye.

It's been two weeks since the break-up, and I've finally moved on to bigger, better things…

Mainly Roxas.

And even if we might not see each other again, I'll still be hoping for him to walk through the door of the ice cream shop and greet me with a smile.

I sighed as I realized how my mother felt, to want something you can't have.

"Let's go Mom. The party starts at 7 and right now its 8…" I stopped and processed the information and gasped, "MOM! WE'RE AN HOUR LATE!"

She smiled and waved at me from her spot on the ground. "That's a new record!"

I roll my eyes and grabbed her waving arm to help her up. She steadied herself and began to walk out the door.

"Mom," I called out to her.

She turned around. "Yea, Kai?"

"Your shirt's backwards."

We entered the house that the party was being held at an hour and 45 minutes late.

It was the biggest house I've ever seen.

Mom immediately walked towards the adults but not before turning around and mouthing, 'Go mingle' to me while pointing to a group of teenagers my age.

I sighed and looked around me disdainfully trying to see if I recognized anyone and gasped when I saw the last thing I wanted to see, Sora, with a blond-haired girl.

I hurriedly hid behind a huge pillar and peeked behind it to steal a glance at them.

Sora was grinning like he always does and was holding the girl's hand. The girl was smiling and leaning in towards him.

I noted that if her hair had been the same color as mine that we would have been identical.

Note to self: Cut hair.

Unwillingly questions began to form in my head.

Is this why Sora broke up with me? How long has he known her? Who is she? How did they meet? Did he know her while we were going out?

After two weeks of finally moving on, I'm back to square one.

I closed my eyes and turned away from them. But when I opened them I found myself looking into two brilliant blue eyes.

I knew who it was immediately, but I found myself unable to say anything.

"Kairi! What in the world are you doing here?" He asked.

"Roxas?" I asked just to make sure. Out of all the scenarios I dreamt up, this one never came up.

He grinned. "Ahh! I see you've recognized me. Must have been my charm? My good looks? My-"

"You're inflated ego?" I added amusingly.

"Hmm…that could be it, and I ask again, what are you doing here?" He asked.

I smile timidly at him. "Well, whoever's party this is, I'm the daughter of their mom's uncle's aunt's dad's friend, I think."

He blinked. "Err… what was that?"

I shrugged. "I don't even know."

He seemed to think about it for a moment before grinning. "OH! I see! You're Naminé's mom's uncle's aunt's dad's friend's daughter!" He said brightly.

I could only stare at him. "Err…yeah…that's it."

He nodded proudly to himself. I have to admit, it was just so cute.

"So who's Naminé?" I asked.

He looked around the room and frowned as he pointed to the girl that Sora was with. "That's Naminé."

I gasped. "You're kidding!"

He nodded sadly. "And coincidentally, my ex-girlfriend," he added.

It took me a while to process this information, but when I did, I felt as though I couldn't breathe.

Roxas's ex is my ex's girlfriend?

This was just TOO much.

I stared with my eyes wide at the couple a couple of meters away from us. How utterly ironic was this?

Roxas stopped staring at them and turned to me as a Hispanic song started playing. "You wouldn't happen to know how to tango, would you?"

I raised my brow. I did not like where this was going. "Actually, I do. Why?"

He grinned mischievously and held out a hand. "Dance with me."

I gaped at him. "You want me to TANGO with YOU?" I practically shouted.

He nodded his head happily in reply.

"You've got to be kidding me."

"Nope not at all."

"You want ME to TANGO?" I asked again louder this time.

"You're not scared are you?" He asked grinning.

"Of course not!" I replied angrily.

"Then dance with me."

As much as I wanted to be near him, I wanted to be away from Sora and Naminé even more. And dancing in the middle of the room would not help me accomplish that.

"Why don't you go tango with yourself?" I asked as I waved my hands at him in an attempt to shoo him away.

He shook his head and laughed. "I can't very well do that."

I frowned. "And why not?"

He grabbed my hand with his own and pulled me to him so that we were pressed close together. "It takes two to tango," he whispered in my ear.

I felt a shiver run down my spine, and before I could detach myself from him, we were off twirling with the rest of the couples.

It was just like those Spanish soap operas, except instead of wearing a scarlet red dress I was wearing a tank top and jeans, and replacing the button up white shirt and tight brown pants, Roxas was wearing a t-shirt and khakis.

Now where was that red rose?

As we were moving swiftly to the beat in perfect rhythm, I could almost feel Sora's eyes on me.

Roxas spun me about and dipped me with his hands on my waist and I felt my face go red.

In the spur of the moment, I looked up to see Sora staring at me obviously shocked with his mouth hanging open.

When we locked gazes I gasped when I saw something in his eyes.

It was so small I would have missed it.

He was sad.

I felt myself grow angry. How dare HE be sad! Let's not forgot an important fact here: HE broke up with ME! HE didn't have the right to be sad! I DID!

I glared in his direction, but he only gazed at me with that same sadness.

"Hey, are you okay?" Roxas asked concernedly.

I quit my glaring and looked up at him sheepishly. "I'm fine. It's just that…it's nothing, really!" I insisted.

He looked at me warily. It was clear that he did not believe me.

The song had ended, but he still held my hand. I stared at him curiously.

He looked thoughtful for a moment before tugging at my hand and leading me through the crowd of partygoers.

"What are you doing?" I asked loudly.

He smiled back at me. "Kidnapping you of course."

I growled. "Is that so?"

"Yep!"

We practically ran up a flight of stairs. "Where are you're goons?" I asked.

He slowed down a little. "My what?"

I shrugged. "You know, you're goons. The dudes that follow you around saying 'yes, boss' while carrying out all your evil deeds."

He raised a brow at me. "What makes you think I have goons?"

"You're a kidnapper right?"

He laughed and opened one final door before we entered a big room, which seemed to be a mini-apartment that had a big screen TV, kitchen, and couch.

"We're here!" He shouted happily as he let go of my hand.

"Where is here?" I asked looking around.

"My cozy little apartment room thingy!" He exclaimed.

I blinked.

"Nice name. You live here?" I asked.

He nodded. "My family used to live in Twilight Town with Naminé's family. They moved here a while ago and my parents decided that I should come and live here with them for a while."

I blinked. "Oh…"

So he and Naminé were childhood friends like Sora and me. Coincidence? I don't even know anymore.

"Want something to eat?" He asked.

We entered the kitchen and I took a seat on one of the tall chairs located beside the counter.

"Sure, what do you have?"

He opened the pantry and began looking through it. After a few moments, he took out three boxes.

I stared at them incredulously. "Cereal?"

He grinned. "It's my main meal. So what will you have? Co Co Puffs, Frosted Flakes, or Rice Krispies?"

"Rice Krispies." I answered.

He paused and stared at me in wonder.

"What is it?" I asked.

He shook his head. "What cereal you pick represents what kind of person you are, " he replied.

I laughed. "Amuse me. What kind of person am I?"

He took out two bowls and poured Rice Krispies in both.

"Why, you're a snappin', cracklin', and poppin'" he answered as he put a spoon in both.

"Snappin', cracklin', and poppin'?" I repeated, "Is that a good think or a bad thing?"

He grinned. "Well seeing as how I too am also snappin', cracklin', and poppin'. It's a good thing."

I took one of the bowls and began eating. "I don't know about that. It could very well mean that I am a conceited man who kidnaps innocent girls and takes them to his private lair where he makes them eat cereal."

He smirked at me. "That's not necessarily a bad thing."

I shook my head. "Of course not, Roxy, of course not."

"Roxy? Where did THAT come from?" He asked.

"I just suddenly decided that you were in need of a nickname. Roxy seemed to fit," I replied.

He furrowed his brows. "Then you need a nickname, too. How about Kai?" He inquired.

I nodded in agreement. "Sure why not. Roxy and Kai."

"We sound like some old cartoon show," he laughed.

I laughed with him.

"Hey, look!" he cried.

I looked up at him holding up a colorful plastic bracelet with different charms. "Where'd you get that?"

He examined it. "From inside the cereal box! It even says R and K on it!"

I looked at it and blinked. "It stands for Rice Krispies."

He shook his head with a pout. "To the eye of the beholder…"

"What?"

"To you it may seem like Rice Krispies. To somebody else it could mean raining kangaroos! But to me, it means Roxas and Kairi."

I thought about it. "Hmm…I see."

He took my wrist and slipped it on. I glanced at the cheap jewelry curiously.

"Roxas and Kairi?"

"Yep."

"Roxy and Kai?"

"Yep."

I smiled and began eating my cereal again.

We spent the entire night together watching the Princess Bride on his TV until I had to leave.

When I got home I stared at my bracelet. The engraved R K stood out. I held it to me closely and slept with it on.

I've never taken it off since.

A/N: So? How was it? I LOVE ROXAS AND KAIRI! AHHHHH!

Ok, my opinion on this chapter varies. I really don't know what to think about it. It's just weird to me. I guess the fact I was watching Gilmore Girls while writing this didn't exactly help. Or maybe it did. I don't know, whatever.

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Next Chapter: According to Selphie, Sora had been seeing Naminé way before we even broke up. That of course hurt me a lot. But what hurt me more was the thought that Naminé had also hurt HIM.

The truth about Naminé and Sora is revealed.

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