Me: Welcome to chapter 4
Riku: Nexlei does not own kingdom hearts or any other random references
Me: But I love kingdom hearts and the random references
Riku: but you don't own them
Me: I know
Riku: Nexlei also told me to tell you all that she is sorry for ignoring this story for two moths
Me: Ummm yeah. Anyway on with the chapter
Chapter 4
The Window
In the corner of a brick house there was a dress. In a closet of course, where else would it be. The closet was in a small bedroom. On the leftmost wall, if one was facing away from the door, facing the other way was a whole different story.
The dress wasn't much to mention per say, although she did like to stare at it from time to time. Of course only when her life came to a standstill, on those rare moments of utter nothing, when she would have a few minutes to lie on her bed and stare at her ceiling, her attention would shift. As interesting as the pattern less void of a white ceiling was, she would turn her head to the left and look into her open closet.
The dress was always there in all of its glory. She had bought it in a store with a name that always escaped her. But she could remember the day. It was the day she had convinced herself that she was actually clinically insane. Well not really, she never really believed that. But it was a good excuse for the exact reason of buying the dress.
The dress was a bluish color. To the lighter side of the spectrum, she convinced herself when she had once, in her mind, tried to describe the color. It went down to her knees and puffed out at the end similar to those insane dresses from the fifties. The top was held up by two small straps.
It had only been worn once, in the fitting room of the nameless, or at least in her memory, store. She had fallen madly in love with this dress. Pathetic she knew, but when she wore it she felt classy. Classy was a laughable term, it wasn't that she had no self esteem, but when she saw herself in this dress she was who she wanted to be. She was a jeans and tee shirt girl, but when she wore this dress she was someone important.
Everyone has one item that is a guilty pleasure, and this was hers. Although most girls opt for teddy bears or fuzzy pink blankets, she loved this dress she had bought a year ago, the dress that she had nowhere to wear.
Her parents had never held parties at their house. Or at least not the type of party that she could wear this dress too.
Of course there was homecoming. She would have worn it last year had her mom not declared an official tradition that she buy her a dress every year. Not that she minded. She did not want to wear this dress, that she loved so much, to a school event filled with crazy people from her school dancing to bad music in a bad way. Her eyes still burned from last year, figuratively of course.
She didn't have a problem with that "bad dancing" honestly, she just wished that people would do "bad dancing" in places more appropriate. Like bedrooms. Honestly.
She would never tell, or at least had no intention of telling, anyone. Not even Sora or Riku. Heaven knows that Riku would laugh like the cartoon hyenas. Sora would just stare, thinking of something that she assumed was not incredibly nice.
Kairi turned her head away from the closet. She had unknowingly been staring for ten minutes. Not a record, but still a long time. She had just finished typing an essay for Ms. Yuffie. Not an essay really, more like the mother of all essays.
Kairi waited until ten o'clock on Sunday, the day before it was due, to start typing. It just wouldn't be the same if she hadn't procrastinated. She knew this, Riku knew this, Sora didn't.
He just didn't understand the value of procrastination on English projects. He loved English and had spent the entire Saturday working on it.
The three of them had been at Riku's house. Riku and Kairi were sitting on Riku's (not quite as comfy as Sora's) couch playing Smash Brothers. Meanwhile Sora had been sitting in the spiny computer chair across the room, using Riku's computer to type his essay.
Kairi's cell phone went off. Strange that anyone would call at eleven thirty, she looked down and saw who it was. Sora, well that explained it. Kairi opened her phone and put it to her ear.
"Hello," She said quietly, lest she wake her family who were all asleep by now.
"Hi Kairi," Sora said as if he wasn't calling her at eleven thirty.
"Yes, Sora," Kairi asked.
"I'm outside your house," Sora said in a blunt way that both said a lot and left out everything.
"…why," Kairi asked. Sora could be unpredictable.
"Because your going with me to Riku's house," Sora said.
"What too afraid of the dark to go by yourself?" Kairi laughed at her own joke.
"Naw, but you live on the way so... you're coming," Sora said.
"Its eleven thirty,"
"That's never stopped us before,"
"I'm ignoring whatever that might have meant," Kairi sighed.
"What I have no idea what you're talking about," Sora stated in a tone that obviously had every idea.
"I think we're going to have to limit the amount of time that you spend with Riku," Kairi laughed.
"Whatever Kairi, my cell phone bill is killing me, just come out," Sora said.
"Ok, see you," Kairi said.
"Bye," Sora said and hung up with a loud click. Kairi laughed at her friend, for no apparent reason, other than the fact that he was so utterly himself. She got up, making sure that her appearance wasn't too scary. She tiptoed out of the house. As it turned out Sora was there and this wasn't some elaborate prank to lock her out of her house… not that she had been expecting that, really.
"Hi," Sora greeted cheerfully from his car.
"Hello," Kairi climbed into the passengers' side, and Sora pulled out.
"So aren't you wondering why were going to Riku's house?" Sora asked.
"Some elaborate sex fest," Kairi said in a nonchalant voice, before cracking up. She really needed to work on her strait faces. Sora sent a funny glance at her.
"No, actually I just forgot my English paper at his house," Sora said.
"Oh,"
"So, I need to go and print it off, it shouldn't take too long, but we defiantly have to steal from his secret stash while we are there," Sora said. Many people would assume that when Sora said secret stash he was referring to drugs… people just do not trust teenagers. But in fact he was referring to Riku's secret stash of Reece's Peanut Butter Cups. They were good.
Riku had a tendency to keep a large bag of them hidden under his bed. Sora and Kairi had happily discovered them in the third grade while they had been looking for a monopoly board under his bed. They had been taking from the stash ever since. Riku knew and they knew he knew. But it was an unwritten rule that he not say anything and let his friends continue to take chocolate.
They pulled up to Riku's house. Kairi immediately noticed that there were no cars in the driveway.
"Let's go," Sora was not observant.
"Ok," Kairi said getting out of the car and walking towards Riku's door. They knocked. And they knocked again. Nothing, there were no lights on and no one was answering.
"Did you ask Riku before coming?" Kairi asked turning to Sora and fighting the urge to cross her arms.
"Why would I do that?" Kairi didn't even bother to answer that one. It was true that the three often randomly showed up at each others house expecting food and entertainment, but not at eleven thirty.
"I know," Sora said happily.
"You know what," Kairi asked.
"I'll call him," Sora smiled like he had won the Nobel Prize.
"Go ahead," Kairi said.
Sora pulled out his cell phone and dialed Riku's number.
"Hello," Riku said especially quiet. This was very unlike him.
"Hey Riku," Sora said, "why do you sound so funny? Are you sick?"
"No, but Sora, I'm kinda busy right now could you call back later," Riku said.
"No, I need to talk to you now, and where are you?" Sora asked. Riku sighed loudly on the other end of the phone.
"I'm on a date,"
"But it's a Sunday night," Sora said, "Isn't that a little unconventional," Sora laughed and Kairi stared at him trying to understand half of the conversation.
"No,"
"There aren't any lights on out here, are your parents home?" Sora questioned.
"They're on a business trip,"
"But Riku I need to get into your house," Sora complained.
"Why?"
"Because I need my English project," Sora said quietly, knowing what was coming next.
"You're interrupting my date for an English Paper?" Riku said in disbelief. Sora bit his bottom lip thinking of what to say next.
"Yes," Well that didn't require thought.
"Ok, if it's that important, listen closely," Riku said.
"Ok I'm listening,"
"I assumed,"
"Moving on Riku,"
"Right, go around to the back of the house, on the left side of the house there is a window, it should be unlocked,"
"Riku…,"
"Open it, it leads to the basement and you may have to jump over stuff, well power tools," Riku said.
"Riku, I'm not going to…"
"Just walk up the stairs and it leads into the house,"
"Riku I know how basements' work,"
"Not everyone is that smart Sora,"
"But there is no way I am going to break into your house, don't you have some kind of security system," Sora said, shaking his head.
"No, and if you don't want you English project feel free to go home," Sora could see the smirk on Riku's face from miles away.
"Fine, but Kairi's here, "
"She can sneak in the window too," Riku stated.
"But Riku... jumping over power tools isn't safe," Sora said the last part quietly not wanting Kairi to hear.
"Sheesh Sora, just be a gentleman an go first," Riku started, "Than you get the pleasure of helping the fair lady climb through the window," There was a smack heard in the background… apparently Riku's date didn't like him using the term fair lady about another girl.
"Riku…"
"I've got to go Sora, have fun, just not on the couch," Riku hung up before he could say anything to that. Why was everything always a joke? Well when the jokes weren't directed at him he supposed they were funny. But otherwise no.
"Ummm Kairi," Sora turned sheepishly too look at Kairi.
"Yes,"
"We need to jump through the window,"
"I'm sorry?" Kairi said not getting.
"We need to jump through the window into Riku's basement over dangerous power tools and certain danger to get my very important English project," Sora said bluntly.
"Sora, is an English project," Kairi paused, "worth it,"
"In a word, yes,"
"Ok," Kairi said. Jumping through a window couldn't be that hard. Well that's what she wanted herself to think anyway.
Riku was always the cause of many interesting events. In sixth grade he had made them sneak onto the roof because he kicked his favorite blitzball up there and he couldn't possibly get it himself. But Sora and Kairi had stuck with him even though he could never do anything in a conventional way. In the sixth grade they could have asked a janitor to get the ball for them. Riku didn't need to sneak into the teacher's lounge to get a soda, but he just didn't feel like walking across the school. Those detentions were long and boring but at least they were being punished together.
Kairi and Sora walked to the back of the house. They had to feel there way along the wall as the headlights on Sora's car had long since gone out. It was pitch black. They stumbled around the corner and into Riku's back yard and walked to the left side. They saw the window in all of its fabled glory.
Sora pulled it up, Riku was right it was unlocked.
"I'll go first," Sora said, looking down into the pitch black room, which was below them. It was the kind of basement that had a window near the top of the room for no apparent reason. Except of course breaking in to save one's precious English project.
"Do you have a flashlight?" Kairi asked.
"No," Sora said.
"Don't die," Kairi said giving him a smile.
"Aww you really care," Sora said, his cheeks suddenly feeling a little warmer than they had before.
"Of course, who would drive me to school… heaven forbid that I have to take a bus," Kairi cringed; busses were not her favorite kind of transportation.
"Well, I guess it's important that I survive than," Sora said and put his food on the window sill. He grabbed the top and hoisted himself up, before slowly sliding down and attempting not to hit anything. He disappeared behind the window.
"OWWW," Kairi heard him scream.
"SORA," Kairi panicked.
"Relax Kairi it's only a paper cut," Sora said.
"YOU IDIOT," Kairi shouted.
"Don't wake the neighbors," Sora said laughing.
"You're an idiot," Kairi said.
"But there really is a lot of paper down here" Sora said.
"I'm coming down," Kairi said and started to climb on the window sill.
"Wait, when you drop, it's about 5 feet, just go strait down, don't turn left or right," Sora told her. Kairi assumed that turning left or right would cause her to fall on one of Riku's father's power tools.
"Ok," Kairi sat on the windowsill with her feet dangling.
"Slide down slowly, I'll catch you," Sora said.
"Sora, do you think I need to be caught," Kairi sighed, she was not given an answer.
Kairi slowly slid down, although gravity did its work and she soon found herself in a fall, readying herself for the ground, she was caught off guard when someone caught her. He had actually caught her.
"What, I thought you were joking," Kairi laughed.
"Like I would let you fall," Kairi, for the first time noticed her arms were around Sora's neck, she laughed nervously. She still couldn't see a thing.
"We better go, before my parents' notice I'm not home," Kairi said. Sora was spaced out, "Sora," Kairi said.
"Oh, Sorry," Sora lowered her to the ground, slowly, not necessarily deliberately he would assure everyone. But whether that was the truth or not remains to be seen. He than jumped up and pulled the window down.
Nothing else was said between the two as they stumbled across the basement to the stairs leading up to the hallway.
They climbed upstairs and into the hallway, which led directly to the living room. As soon as they got there, Sora made a mad dash to the computer to print out his precious essay.
"You love your essay more than anything," Kairi said.
"Yes, more than anything," Of course he never said anyone. Kairi did not notice this and in all truth nether did Sora.
Kairi took a seat on Riku's couch. Not incredibly comfy, but she was tired. It must have been midnight by then. She looked over at Sora who was reading his essay through one last time. He was never a type A, except when it came to his writing.
The assignment had been to write about someone who had been a major inspiration in your life. Most of the girls in school had chosen their favorite singer, but there was one oddball who had chosen Riku. He took this right to his already oversized ego. Kairi had written about Albert Einstein. How anyone could be so smart and have such amazing hair was truly an inspiration. Of course she hadn't written this, but that was close to her true motive of choosing him. She had no idea who Sora had chosen. Probably some famous author.
"Are you done yet," Kairi asked. Sora shrugged. They had not turned on any lights, but she could see the outline of her friend from the light of the computer he was paying way to much attention to.
"Ok," Sora said after a minute.
"Good, now we can do what we really came here to do," Kairi said. Sora grabbed the papers from the printer and stood up. Kairi jumped enthusiastically to her feet. She dashed in the direction of the stairs. Riku's secret stash was waiting. The lights were still out, lest the neighbors thing that Riku's house was being robbed. But that didn't matter; the two knew his house so well they could move around blindfolded if they wanted.
Riku's room was a mess. It always was. Cleaning was something that only happened when his mother decided to have a party. Of course, only because one has to walk by his room to get to the upstairs bathroom. It was obvious that there had not been a party for a long time.
Sora nudged in the direction of Riku's nightstand which could be seen in the little light coming through the window; more than likely from the streetlights.
"Love letters," Kairi laughed. She had had her locker next to Riku's one year. Every morning they would walk into school, he would open his locker and there would be at least one love letter every day. If not more, there usually were more.
"I have no idea what he does,"
"Me nether," Kairi laughed. She ducked down to the bed and grabbed the bag filled with Reeces.
"Victory is mine… ours," Sora said over exaggeratedly.
"Yes," Kairi laughed, they each shoved a handful into their pockets and put the Reeces back.
"That could have been way more dramatic," Sora said.
"Yes but it's late, I'm tired," Kairi stated. Sora nodded his head a little. The two walked back downstairs, and to the main entrance.
As they were stepping out the front door Sora realized something.
"You know, I could have just opened the door for you… you never had to go in through the window," Sora said shaking his head at his stupidity.
a/n I realize that I haven't updated for a while… please refrain from forming an angry mob… you have no idea how many angry mobs I have helped organize when other people don't update. But I promise I'm not a hypocrite, my computer was broken. Well this last month anyway.
Just a note to all of you, I don't advise breaking into your friends house's, sneaking onto roofs, or teacher's lounges. Riku is not conventional and his ideas are rarely sane. So avoid them, use common sense.
Ok that's Chapter 4, the next one should be up soon. Reviewers get nonexistent cookies.
