Description: Sora and Roxas- Coke-head rock star brothers who are on top of the world. Kairi and Naminé- 2 hooker sisters all the way on the bottom Selphie and Yuffie- 2 stalker fan-girls who happen to know everything about Sora and Roxas. T for strong substance abuse and sexual references.
Note: this has heavy reference to drugs, sex, etc. I don't however, do drugs or recommend the use of them. I feel they just make the story more interesting. Also, I don't own anything mentioned besides the storyline. But, that's quite obvious. And, Yes, 2 hookers and an 8-ball is the name of an MSI song, and I did get some inspiration from the book/movie Party Monster and Gerard Way's life and success. Review, and all that jazz.
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The obnoxious elevator caused Naminé's delicate ears to ring until about the time she got back into the apartment. She made sure to walk briskly, so as not to keep her injured and vulnerable sister waiting alone. Although Tifa and Cloud wouldn't allow anything to happen to the redhead, Naminé would have felt more at ease being aware of what her sister was doing. It had been that way ever since they started hooking. Naminé took on the overbearing older sister role. Maybe it was the immense amount of guilt she felt for exposing her sister to this life that had so cruelly ripped away her innocence. Stepping into the quiet entrance hall of the never lit apartment, a thought came to her. What if their mother could see them now? It would be terrible. What she had called the girls actually came true. Their mother had won. Naminé resisted the urge to scream, yell, punch and kick the wall by gripping the mail in her hands tightly. She focused her attention on getting back to her sister. Who, maybe she should tell of what had happened not even 5 minutes before. A rockstar had kissed her. A rockstar kissed her, of all people. Hell, that had to count for something. Maybe the battle wasn't over and Larxene hadn't won yet after all. Maybe.
She walked in to the living room, which connected with the kitchen to find Leon and Cloud conversing quietly, but seriously at the kitchen table. Both men's eyes gave off a hint of scorn towards each other. Naminé figured it best to not interrupt and just drop the mail off in front of Leon, taking the parcels that were hers and Kairi's with her.
She half expected to be called for before she could get out of ear shot, but not this time. Whatever was being discussed in the kitchen was serious business. Usually their conversations such as that had originally sprouted from a trivial little argument, and then as usual it was blown out of proportion by the two high-strung males. Tifa was nowhere to be found, probably in her room or taking a bath in the lovely jacuzzi-like tub in one of the extremely pampered bathroom. Yes, the apartment was like a miniature Buckingham Palace. All of the apartments in the large building were. But every family has its problems. Royalty, regular, or dysfunctional, it's there.
The hall of the massive apartment seemed to stretch forever. Reminding her much of The Shining, her favourite book. Naminé was more of a book reader, and in fact felt that the movie had put the book much to shame. A sucker for horror, was one way to describe the petite blonde.
(and a dirty whore, worthless skank.)
A chill ran up her spine for an unbeknownst reason, causing her to quicken her pace. When she reached the large double doors, she knocked only to receive no response. Panicking, just barely, she threw the door open to find her sister was sleeping peacefully. She sighed deeply in relief, and watched her little sister sleep. She whimpered as she turned over in the massive bed.
"Poor Kairi." Naminé whispered, shaking her head. "Poor Kairi."
"Is that who I think it is?" was the phrase both brothers were certain they would be hearing in their dreams that night. The phrase was the newest trend amongst 5th ave pedestrians as they walked by. They spent the afternoon lazily walking up the famously trendy street, stopping for lunch at a high end café. They even felt generous and posed for pictures and signed autographs for fans. By the time night had rolled around, both had even shopped a little bit, something they had no intention of doing. But H&M can be tempting. It would have been a shame if either were epileptic, for there were endless amounts of flashes when it had become dark. Even a news camera crew had given them the time of day. Yes, It felt great to be on top of the world. Why anyone wouldn't like this, was beyond them.
With a few bags in hand, they began their leisurely walk home. They had a little bit of a walk, for they had walked quite a way up the paparazzi-filled street. A confession was dying to jump off of Roxas' tongue and out of his mouth. Before he knew it, it was.
"Sora, I kissed Naminé today."
Sora nearly choked on his Iced Mocha Frappucino. "Come again?"
"It was an accident. She was going on about how we do drugs." Sora shot him a glare that could have burned holes into his head. "I didn't say a word to her. I have no idea how she knows. She said she could tell just by looking at the two of us. So I had to shut her up somehow."
"You could have just told her to shut up."
"Where's the fun in that?"
"Wait, so you're saying you wanted to?"
"I don't know Sora. I enjoyed it. And that scares me. Because she's really special to me, but I don't want her to get hurt by me."
Sora nodded, half understanding. "You know Marluxia said-"
Roxas cut him off. "Fuck what Marluxia said. I feel something for this girl. And I'm sure you feel something for her sister. Isn't that more important than appearance?"
"Yes, but-"
"So then it shouldn't matter."
"Roxas, what I was going to say was Marluxia said it was okay if we saw them. But only in the apartment building."
Roxas bit his bottom lip; something he always did when he was thinking. "When else would we see them? I've never seen them outside of the building."
"We never go outside, except for now."
"That's because we're either inside or on the other side of the country or earth."
"I guess." He paused, thinking he'd sound rather childish with his next question. "So when are they going to come over again?"
Roxas chuckled. "Someone's a little eager."
Sora shrugged. "Well, I-I was just curious." He put the straw to his drink back in his mouth and sipped loudly.
"Next time we see them we can ask when they want to come over." Sora nodded in response and quieted a bit, they were getting back into their part of town, the bad part.
The village was usually a colourful place to be during the day, full of both interesting and bland individuals. At night, it was the bland, ordinary people who were nowhere to be found. And it was the interesting people, or people who went by the more popular name of 'Weirdoes', who ruled the streets. By the time Sora and Roxas came down the street, these weirdoes had already done their drugs, and were stoned halfway to hell. Being street smart is all a part of Manhattan life. It could really come in handy.
Roxas knew few of these people, such as Zexion, a quiet homeless man, who wore a tattered black trench coat. On top of being homeless he was addicted to Special K. Luckily for him, he was good friends with another somewhat popular drug dealer named Vexen. Vexen was odd, and notorious for lacing his drugs with really strong things. It was devious, selfish and greedy how he did it. He did it so that his customers would come back not only addicted to their regular drug, but also to the new drug he laced it with.
"Hey. R-r-roxas." Zexion slurred. "How've ya been?"
Roxas gave a half smile and a faint wave and started to walk faster. It wasn't a good idea for 2 rockstars who were obviously very rich to be out on these streets at this time.
Inevitably, they ran into Vexen. He sauntered towards them in a stoned manner. "You need a bump, Sora, Roxas?" He asked, putting his hand into his black coat pocket as if to get some drugs ready for them.
Roxas put a hand up. "That's not necessary, Vexen."
"Yes, well boys just let me know if you need any. If good old Marluxia ever runs out, you can just come to me. Half price for both of you. I take care of my frie-" He was cut off by falling backwards over a garbage can and into a deep sleep.
Roxas grabbed Sora's arm harshly. "C'mon Sora. I think we've overstayed our welcome." Their building was now directly across the street. A quick cross and they were home. Roxas flung the buildings door open in a more violent way than he had wanted to. "Woops."
"My feet are killing me." Sora announced as he pressed the elevator button.
"Sora, you prance across huge stages all the time for about an hour at a time, what are you talking about?"
"This was all day." The elevator door opened only to be followed up by the obnoxious and deafening ding. "I fucking hate that thing. I wonder what it's like to hear that when you're stoned."
"I couldn't imagine."
Kairi had woken up almost 8 hours ago at 3:00. She spent most of the day lolling around the apartment, only to learn that Leon had granted her the night off. Undoubtedly, Cloud had something to do with it. She thanked Cloud with a huge hug and kiss on the cheek. She spent the day just relaxing, doing her nails and getting a lovely spa quality facial free of charge from Tifa. At 7:00, she turned on the news on the bedrooms huge HDTV to see none other than Sora and Roxas walking plain as day around the city. "Two teen sensation rockstar brothers Sora and Roxas Owen of the band Catatonia were spotted on 5th ave. today signing autographs and posing for pictures." The anchorwoman announced.
"Well would you look at that." Kairi mumbled to herself.
"Look at what?" Naminé asked, walking into the room almost on cue with a carton of Cookie Dough Ice Cream and two spoons.
"Oh, just Sora and Roxas hitting up the town." She pointed to the TV with the large remote.
Naminé choked on her ice-cream upon seeing the TV. Roxas and Sora? Signing autographs and taking pictures? Not minding the paparazzi? Actually outside of their apartment building? It seemed too-too, down to earth to be true. Yet there they were on the TV them signing and pictures snapping away.
They interviewed a girl who was there, who was nearly in hysterics. "Sora signed my arm, and I-I'm never going to wash it again!" She shrieked. Gosh, some girls could be very immature. Naminé thought. Without a trace of emotion Naminé blatantly said, "That's pretty cool."
"Isn't it? We're friends with rockstars."
All the memories from that afternoon came flooding back into Naminé's mind. "Kairi, I have to tell you something."
"What's that?"
"Roxas kissed me today."
Kairi's head snapped sideways to face Naminé. "He did what now?"
"He kissed me, in front of the mailboxes. But, I think it may have been to shut me up, but then again he was so passionate about it. Oh, I don't know Kairi."
"Wait, wait. Back up. Why would he want to shut you up?"
"Cause, he knows we lied about being hookers. He and Sora both know." Kairi's face went as red as her hair at that. "So, I told him that I'm sure we weren't the only ones hiding something. And egged him on about their little secret."
"Little secret?"
"Oh come on Kairi, as if it isn't painfully obvious." Kairi shook her head, causing the blonde to sigh and look down at the ice cream in her lap. "How can you not see that they're drug addicts, Kairi?"
Kairi squinted her eyes in thought. Come to think of it, they are a little too pale and skinny. And those dark circles around their eyes don't help their cause. "I-I don't know. Do you know what they're addicted to?"
"He didn't admit, we didn't really talk after. Because that was when he kissed me. My guess is that they both do something along the lines of cocaine."
Kairi's heart skipped a beat. The word sounded so, so, dangerous. "Are Axel, Demyx and Riku on drugs?"
"I'm guessing weed at the most. They don't look like they're really addicted to anything."
"Oh my god. Naminé, what are we going to do?"
"What can we do? It's their life. Not ours. We can't tell a soul, though."
Kairi nodded. She just wanted the thought out of her head, so she changed the subject. "So, what are you doing tonight, or should I say who?"
"Oh, that's what I came in here to tell you, Cloud convinced Leon to give me the night off too."
Kairi smiled upon hearing the name Cloud. "You gotta love Cloud."
"Yeah, he really looks out for us."
"I don't believe this!" A petite girl in her pajamas shrieked at her friend. She flailed her arms wildly at the TV, with the remote in her hand. The girl with the big hair sat on the bed, somewhat afraid of her wound up friend. Usually when she was all hyped up and had a remote control in her hand, it resulted in Selphie getting hurt. Just like the Wii incident last week. "The one day we aren't out and about in this stupid city happens to be the one day they are out and about."
"We thought it was going to rain." Selphie squeaked.
"Is that more important than meeting the sole reasons for our existence? Because, I for one would happily be swept away into the ocean by all the rain mother nature could throw at me if I had just met Sora and Roxas."
She glared at Selphie rather evilly, who after considering a suitable response, chose to frown.
"Ugh!" Yuffie threw herself backwards onto the bed as they listened to the girl nearly crying about meeting them on TV. Yuffie threw the remote at the TV, causing the screen to crack and turn off. "Brilliant." She muttered into her pillow. Apparently she wore herself out, because in minutes she was sleeping peacefully, mumbling the usual names of all the guys in the band. Selphie continued to stare at her crazed friend even in sleep.
"You are one crazy bitch, Yuffie." Selphie said before putting herself in her sleeping bag on the floor and drifting off into dreamland.
I know I don't take much time to reply to reviews, but I feel if I reply to one, I'd have to reply to all, and that would take away from writing because when I am on the computer this is usually the only thing I'm doing in the limited time I have. (Plus reading some kickass stories.. you know who you are) So I'll just say it here, Thank you so much to each and every one of you who has reviewed and put this story on their favourites and alerts list. Really, it means so much. Your support is what drives me to keep on writing this story. Anyways, I wrote this sort of fast.. and I have no idea what I want to come out of the next chapter, but I promise I'll do my best to not disappoint you guys. Reviews please and thank you.
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