My Own Lost World.
Chapter 5
A Little Friendly Struggle, Anyone?
This was it. The day of the struggle. Roxas and Hayner were brimming with excitement. I on the other hand, was contemplating another weird dream.
We all met at the Sandlot and waited for things to start.
I felt uncomfortable, and not myself.
A gentle touch made me jump, gasping.
"Sorry. Hey, you alright? You seem more…distant." Roxas was behind me, and he was the one who hade tapped my shoulder.
"I'm fine, thanks. Sorry. I'm a little edgy. I guess it's all this excitement. I think its getting to me." I replied.
He nodded.
"Me too. Ill see you while I'm up there, right?" He asked.
I nodded.
"Of course you will. Did you think I wouldn't cheer for you more than anyone?" I asked.
He looked down.
"Not even Hayner?" He asked.
"Of course." I blushed timidly. "I need you more than I need my brother. You know that…"
Roxas looked up.
"Really?"
"Yeah…Besides, you need me to. Who else will cheer when you kick someone down and win?"
He laughed, lightening the mood.
"You, who else?"
I smiled.
We exchanged goodbyes and I went to join up with Olette and Pence.
"You look flushed. You okay?" Olette asked.
"I'm fine." I replied. I also couldn't believe I had let that slip.
It would certainly clue Roxas in on my little secret.
He pretended to be oblivious, but he wasn't brain dead, like my pigheaded brother.
He was smarter then that.
But still…
Roxass' name had been called, and Olette was cheering loudly. Too loudly, for my liking.
As I cheered, I couldn't help thinking Olette liked Roxas.
And I hated that.
She knows I called dibs at the beginning of the summer.
But hey, let him chose.
If he likes her, then if I truly loved him, I would let him go to be happy.
And I knew without a doubt I would do just that.
'Cause I knew how much I cared.
Hayner knew how much I cared.
And I can't abandon that.
Roxas and Hayner were on the stage, conversing.
They were to fight each other in the first match.
Yesterday, Hayner had caught Roxas near Seifers' gang, and misinterpreted the meaning of why he was there.
From the look on Roxass' face, he was apologizing.
I liked that about him.
He hated hurting someone.
They were fighting now, shooting blows left and right, and collecting orbs.
Roxas switched sides in a heartbeat, showing up behind Hayner and hitting him from behind. Hayner turned to recollect orbs he lost and tried to take another shot at Roxas. Roxas jumped backwards and dodged the attack.
The timer stopped with Roxas at 175 orbs and Hayner at 25 orbs.
I figured Roxas would beat him.
After all, if I could beat Hayner, no doubt Roxas could.
The next match was Vivi and Seifer.
Vivi. Creepy little psycho midget.
He was a member of Seifers gang.
And a weak member.
I'm surprised he made it to the tournaments.
My surprise quickly turned to shock when Vivi literally knocked Seifer out.
I had never known he could.
Roxas shot me a look.
Our expressions were twin matches, shock and confusion.
Seifer walked past us as an announcement was made that he had dropped out.
"Oh yeah! That means I get 3rd place!" Hayner was excited, slapping Pence a high-five.
I rolled my eyes.
"Crush him." Seifer stated, walking past Roxas.
"Huh?"
"I know Vivi, and that imposter up there is not Vivi. Vivi isn't that tough. Beat him." Seifer said to Roxas.
Roxas nodded and looked back towards me.
"That was weird." He said to me.
"Yeah, I agree." I replied.
Roxas jumped up on stage to go against Vivi.
Waiting for the go signal, He shot us a thumbs up.
The announcer called go, and they were about to start when Vivi paused in mid-step.
"What the…" I looked around.
Everyone had paused, as if frozen. Stuck in place, like time had stopped.
Roxas was still moving though.
"What's happening?" I jumped on stage, looking around.
"Don't know…" He trailed.
Suddenly, a cloaked stepped out of the shadows.
The person was clapping.
"Roxas. Alright! Fight, Fight, Fight." He said.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"You don't remember me, Roxas? It's me, you know, Axel." He pushed his hood down, revealing his features.
He sighed as they weird Keyblade appeared in Roxass' hand.
"Number XIII, Roxas. The Keyblades Chosen." He sighed.
"What are you doing here?" I asked.
Ignoring me, the two boys went at it, fighting harshly.
I was nervous. They were fighting each others lifelines this time.
It wasn't a game.