Is it really worth being Kairi's friend for what could possibly happen to me? I usually never disagree with what Xion thinks because she's usually right. Does that mean I'm making the wrong choice? Could she just be planting seeds of suspicion in me, or just living up to her nickname of my guardian angel?
The main question at least to myself was, why was I doubting her?
This is why I never liked lying in bed, it gave me too much time to think. Which in own way was always depressing because I'd always find those faults in my life that I never liked, and despair over them. Maybe that's why I want to stay as Kairi's friend because she gave me no time to do so. She was the bright sun to Pluto which just happened to be me.
Anything could be happening from the sun exploding to a comet crashing on to me.
Perhaps this is what they call the benefit of the doubt, the saying that you should believe someone until it's prove otherwise, but then doesn't that mean I didn't trust Xion even to give her it.
Why did I side against Xion?
I probably would have continued to question / beat myself up, but there was a knock at the door, and without any other warning another platinum blonde entered the room, my dad, Cloud Strife.
Yikes, he probably got a call from the principal's office or something.
"I heard you got beat up at school today." He announced with shame dripping from his icy voice.
If there was a way to make the room colder without an air conditioner, Cloud knew exactly how to do it.
I shuddered from the sudden drop in temperature and muttered "It wasn't my fault, some people spread some rumors about me and my friend."
"That's not what I'm worried about, it's that the other guy got suspended and you didn't. Which means you did nothing to him like a wimp." He hissed with a deliberate edge like a knife to my pride.
To be honest, it's not my fault I didn't pick up my dad's naturally muscular figure and talent for unarmed combat. I swear he just had unrealistic expectations of me because those were just not in my genetic code. I grimaced from the memory of the last fight.
"You know it's not my fault, I don't even know how to fight!"
With a steel glare into my eyes, I instantly shut up as he demanded "Just get ready for the family party, it's in an hour, hopefully you didn't forget."
As he left the room, I hurried to my closet looking for anything I could wear for it, in the corner of the closet, there was a huge pile of dirty laundry that was just begging to be done.
A Strife Family party was not something, which just anything could be wore to. It was a rare occasion with the most amazing family in the world. Everyone brought their own to the party from rare trinkets to worn armor pieces used back in the day. Maybe I could just rely on dad to give out gifts, but there was literally nothing I could wear!
It really was not my day.
A short thwacked bell rung through the house signaling the first guest to arrive.
Luckily, I found a presentable silver dress shirt with a black vest put together with a pair of chinos. It wasn't the best I could do, but for now it would work as I answered the door for my dad.
In the doorway was my one of my favorite guests, Aerith Gainsborough, dressed in a loose fitting white gown paired with a small blue silk jacket. This brunette wasn't just any guest. She was my mom.
It wasn't often that I got to see her because of all her business trips out of the country.
"Mom, I hope the trip wasn't too harsh on you, I know how bad your air sickness can get" I greeted welcoming her inside.
"Oh Roxas, it's all worth it if I can see my beloved son. Did you grow a bit? I could of swore you were smaller then me last time I saw you!"
That wouldn't be too surprising with how long the last trip was, a total of seven months. It was unfortunate work kept her so busy but family was always her top priority right above work.
"Maybe you'll grow as tall as your dad in a few years." she hoped as he entered the scene in a plain black suit paired with a simple blue tie.
"Don't get his hopes up, Aerith." Cloud smirked while welcoming his wife into his arms until the door bell rung once again.
In hope of getting gifts, I welcomed the guests in as the bell rang. The usual people came to the party, practically the whole company of Shinra, a company of the advanced weaponry based of the sacred Kingdom Key wielded by Arthur back in medieval times, the Gainsborough family which consisted of naturally gifted keyblade wielders with a heritage of the most powerful ancient Cetras who now usually test out Shin - Ra's weaponry, and one of the most prided Strifes, Ansem the Wise with his included close family.
Everyone looked like they were enjoying themselves after I welcomed the last guest which was Sora Gainsborough, the prodigy of the family and current Struggle champion of Japan. Sometimes the good genes get passed down to the wrong people because he was too innocent to hurt a fly, but deadly in a fight.
Well that wasn't really surprising considering no one in my mom's side of the family looked like they could hurt a fly.
Sometimes life was just so unfair considering that I never got the talent for hand to hand combat like my dad. When he enlisted me into the local contact Karate dojo, I never really was a shining star there, like he was, of course I tried to be everything he wanted, but that just wasn't for me.
"Roxas, can you go get some more rice, we're running low." Cloud requested as he looked at the reserves of them. It took me a bit to process what he was saying until Sora came along and answered for me.
"I'll go with him cause you guys forgot to get a bottle of chocolate syrup for the ice cream, you can't have any ice cream without it!" he cheerfully squeaked as I finally processed what they were saying while I went to put my loafers on with the spiky haired guy.
It wasn't a long walk to the convenience store, so we had a quick chat along the way.
"You know I was wondering if you wanted to come along to a match of Struggle, cause one of the guy's sick with strep." Sora asked cautiously.
A frown made its way onto my face as he asked that because I didn't even know how to do Struggle.
"You know I don't even know how to play right?"
"Call it intuition but maybe the reason you didn't inherit Cloud's talent for hand to hand is because you got the Gainsborough's talent." he reasoned while kicking a pebble out of his way.
"I guess that could be it. . ." I thought out loud as we made it to the convienience store.
On our way in I quickly snatched a small pack of rice while Sora grabbed his oh so essential chocolate syrup.
"It'd be pretty awesome if you could join besides Cloud i'll probably get off your back if you try." the brunett bribed while paying for the stuff.
"There's a saying that you never know unless you try so I guess I'll try. . ." I mumbled with intense enthusiasm.
"Awesome! I'll pick you up tomorrow and bring a change of clothes, it gets so intense!" he cheered speeding up our pace home.
When we returned only half an hour had passed and an experimental weapon was being shown off in the living room. It looked like the newest model of the Kingdom Key.
". . . made with synthetic steel silk to increase durability in the core and plated with ruby red stained nanostructured ceramics to reinforce the spider silk and improve blunt damage." explained a blond man in a full white suit including the tie who was currently holding the new model.
"What's it called, Rufus?" Cloud wondered as he observed the model with critical eyes.
"It's not a completely official name of the blade, but it's name is Guardian Soul." the now identified, Rufus, replied while handing the weapon over to Cloud to test.
That thing must of weighed atleast as much as a petite adult, but dad lifted it with one hand effortlessly. I really wanted to get my hands on it as he swung it several times to get used to the unusual weapon.
"This is way too much for one kid to handle, Rufus. I hope you're not going to be giving this away to any of the kids." He stated while handing the blade back to the white suited man.
"Don't worry, I'm not insane enough to give away one of the thousand dollar projects of Shin – Ra, to a weak armed teen like Roxas." Rufus clarified as he placed the blade back into a keylocked case which included a retina scan lock. "However, it's going to be a prize for the yearly Struggle competition, so it'll probably end up in Sora's hands instead." He added as his eyes darted to the specific prodigy after noticing we came back from the trip.
After I put the bag of rice and chocolate syrup in their particular places, I went back into the living room to watch the horror movie playing. It looked like a rip off of Grave Encounters, and instead of being scary it just made me laugh at the horrifically planned out jump scares. I wish directors weren't such trolls, otherwise there might be just a few more good movies out there.
Atleast, this stuff took my mind off of anything that could be anything depressing including the fact my ribs were bruised and still hurt
Probably should get some Tylenol for that. .