when we are older you'll understand {Verse 2, Simple and Clean}
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"What? Are you disgusted or something?"
Just stop... "Why…"
"What do you think happens? We talk awhile, hit the floor, and probably the bed next."
Beside her, Riku laughed. The movies were always so enjoyable. It was Sunday afternoon and they were spending it by going to the ice rink and the movies. After this was probably dinner.
Kairi and Riku were out in the urban part of Destiny; away from the islands. It was much more city like and populated; however lacked the natural charm of the beach. Nevertheless, Kairi still enjoyed this part of Destiny Islands. It's been so long since she last spent so much time with Riku; school had swept them up and there were too many activities in the way. Not to mention him moving around. The last time she'd spent so much time with him like this was probably when they were nine.
Reaching for popcorn, her hand brushed against his slightly, causing her to pull out immediately. Kairi flushed in the dark, a giddy feeling settling in her stomach. She looked at Riku, who smiled back softly. As the movie came to an end; the credits rolling; an uncomfortable feeling churning over in her abdomen. It wasn't the food at all or the drink…
"Hey, Kairi, are you there?"
She looked back up at Riku cheerfully. "I am! What's after this?"
"Dinner. Let's go." He grasped her hand, like how they used to when they were younger.
As she got up and walked down the steps, she felt a shudder go up her spine, and she turned around, seeing a few people left in the theater. It felt as though someone was watching her.
Finally gone, a bystander pulled down his hood, spikes bouncing out.
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Kairi picked at her fries, enjoying Riku's company. He was hesitant on telling her about KH and the things he'd gone through, but in the end, they both knew that she deserved to know.
"I started in KH because my father had suggested me. I didn't immediately start working so soon, though."
"How come? What'd you do instead?"
He furrowed his brows slightly, remembering. "I had some knowledge of fighting, but I was still put in a training program to sharpen my skills and classes for political knowledge."
It almost astonished her, having to learn so much at a young age. "That's a lot, considering you had to go when you were ten years old."
He gave her a weird look, before taking on a grim, dark look. It was almost as if she'd stepped on a land mine; he used to be temperamental when they were younger. It was no longer often that she saw this side of him…
"Riku…? Did I say something wrong…?"
He opened his mouth before closing it, shaking his head. "N…no. I was reminded of something."
"What…what is it?"
A long silence occurred between them, the sounds of the bustling restaurant and people chatting being the only noise in the booth. Riku's face stayed solemn, almost regretting, but looking away from her. She never liked how he was so often distant from her, keeping things to himself until the very last moment.
Sora was distant, too, but in the sense of him almost…beckoning her to come to him. Or to figure him out…
Sora…
Sora!
She'd completely forgotten about their date today! Kairi had promised him to meet him so she could tour him around Destiny Islands. But, looking outside, it was already too dark and probably way too late. The feeling of guilt and dread weighed down in her stomach, immediately making her feel terrible and a little disappointed. He was probably out doing something else…
In all honesty, before she'd forgotten, she was looking completely forward to that tour…
"Kairi…I didn't start KH until I was thirteen."
She snapped out of her worries and looked at Riku in confusion; regarding how tense and dark he looked. "I…don't get it. You left…Destiny when we were ten…"
"I know." He whispers tightly. His fist is on the table, the knuckles becoming white. He's angry, mad, but trying to control himself. "But, you should know."
"…"
"Remember when we were little, how I was always so angry? There were times I almost hurt you."
"But you didn't-."
"That's because- -." His eyes flared up in guilt, but became null, becoming a small flame. "…I got caught up with an enemy of KH, and I followed after them. I wasn't always good, Kairi."
Oh…
She felt slight pain in her heart. It hurt to hear him say that. Maybe she was being selfish, but he left her for something like that when she was younger? For something that could have hurt him when he could have relied on her for a shoulder to lean on?
Kairi didn't know what to say. "Riku…"
"It's…fine, Kairi. I'm sorry you had to hear this side of me."
"N-no…At least…At least you told me. I know it was probably a time that held several regrettable memories you want to forget…but, at least let me hold some of that grief with you. After all, you have always been my rock."
"Always? Kairi, I left you and everyone else on Destiny for two whole years, without contact. I only came back when I was twelve and had to leave again when I was thirteen, Kai."
"…"
Was…she forgetting something?
Riku got up from the table, somewhat tense. They were done with their meal anyways. He slid a dollar underneath his cup, his tip, and reached out a hand for Kairi.
"It's okay, Kai. Let's go." He smiled a gentle smile at her.
Somehow, her heart doesn't exactly flutter.
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She still feels guilty.
So, when she sees him stalking down a busy part of Destiny's city, she can't help but run away from Riku and after him, though, not before yelling a quick goodbye to a confused Riku. Though, she can't be sure if it was really guilt that made her run after the brown haired male.
She loses him in the crowd, but Kairi remembers which direction he went and what turns he took. Keeping track of time, she finds herself an hour later in the loud, partying part of the city, lights flashing and few drunkards stumbling in the streets.
Never would she have found herself here, of all places. There were clubs scattered around her, a few drug shops, and high class restaurants. They never opened during the day, leaving only the shopping district to browse. So, of course, she was completely new to this place, as well as frightened by it. Anyone could come and just take her away.
No, no turning back. Besides, she was so sure he had come this way and head into some bright alleyway- -
"There!" She whispered softly, walking quickly to the front of two buildings. In between, was an alley with a few people in line; a waiting list.
Standing there for what took half an hour, she decided to go in anyways, even though she was probably going to regret it. The less urban part of Destiny had more tightly knit people as opposed to Destiny's city, which was a long, but affordable, train ride away. The people in the city were only as close with each other enough to at least recognize several faces, but never a personality or name.
Kairi, who trembled up into line and was given the once over by a guard who let her in immediately. Once in, she couldn't help but shiver at his invading look.
Creeps these days…
Finally allowing herself from her thoughts, she focused on the sight in front of her. Sora was probably already lost in the moving crowd, having been almost two hours since she saw him and tried locating him to success. There were several tables that acted as the restaurant part of the club and a stage that was currently off use. There were also many secluded booths; and she didn't even want to think about want went on in them. The dance floor was overflowing with sweaty and swaying people, surrounded by bars on every side. By the bathrooms, a few couples were becoming heavy and a few loners were smoking some forsaken thing.
Kairi shuddered once more, and moved to a wall where she could be hidden easily and yet observe all. She wasn't in the mood for someone to take advantage of her. She strained her eyes hard, despite the hard realization forming in her mind.
If Sora came here to begin with…why would he even go back with me? He probably hates me…
Her brows furrowed in guilt and disappointment. Looking up once more before she would leave, she spotted brown spikes shifting in the jumble of people.
"…Sora- -…?"
She watched as he danced, using that wonderful form she had first saw him in. He looked intoxicated; sweat glistened beneath his bangs and collar bone. He was an entity on his own, and gained several onlookers of both genders. He always had a certain androgynous look to him at certain lights, but it made her attracted him all the more. He was often at such odds, one moment distant and cold, another mischievous or flirtatious, and then, just an entity of fire. Leaving a scar.
Before she took a step, he took a partner, immediately causing her shrink back. The girl, confident and amiable, took him in stride, dancing together and yet not really.
She quickly looked away.
Should I…even be watching?
She felt uncomfortable, like this wasn't meant for her eyes. Kairi was a good girl, the feelings of want, hate, and jealousy never took advantage of her…But, it was a lie right now, watching them, stuck and frozen to the ground.
They're out of the dance floor now; pressed up against the wall and kissing. His hands wrap around her body as she presses him more towards the wall.
He's drunk. He can't possibly know what he's…
Then, those dark blue eyes are focused on her, waiting for her reaction.
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Kairi breathes in and out, panting softly as she stands in a nearby park. Even though she ran a mere block, it was more like a marathon.
"…what was I thinking?" She mutters bitterly to herself, pulling her coat around her tighter. It felt cold out in the city, unlike the warm temperature she always had back in less urban parts of the province.
"'What? Are you disgusted or something?'" A slightly slurred voice mocked behind her.
She turned around, in quiet surprise. Sora stood behind, a hand shoved into his pocket halfway and a laid back posture. His eyes retained a cool exterior, but she could see his intoxication clearly.
"This isn't like you." Her lips visibly turn into a line. No, Kairi never liked things that were out of sight. She hated the restraint of not knowing before it was too late.
He leans against a nearby tree. "What am I like?"
"Not drunk." He snorts. "Sober." He almost lets out a cackle, almost- -almost, making her grin, but she knew the situation. "You're an excelling student at school. A good student. Nice."
"A good student." He tilts his head the sky, a mordant grin on his face. His movements are over exaggerated, because he's not exactly sober.
She moves closer to him, gravitating. "Why are you acting like this?" She doesn't understand and part of her does, but she just can't put a finger on it.
"Alcohol." He replies with a great drawl and sarcasm, causing irritation to flood into her delicate features.
"Sora- -we both know that's not what I meant!" She huffs heavily. Even though he seems aloof, she feels his own frustration beneath the alcohol. "Why'd you come out here? To the city and to that club, and here- -is it something I did- -."
"It could never be something you did. I could never blame you." He laughs bitterly, but his words sound so painstakingly truthful and positively honest that she cringes with guilt.
Kairi takes another step to him, the sudden need to understand surging through her. "Then, what?"
"People like me finish last. We don't get first place or the best. So many traits, Kai." The way he says her name like that makes her shudder; a flushed and familiar feeling taking over her. "We don't have many good points that attract people to us. Too nice. Possessive and a little manipulative. Sharing, understanding. Cruel on the inside and flawed."
Every word was a contradiction to the last. Every word that he whispered to her made her shiver, and he took a step closer on each one.
Now, she was looking up into his face, an indiscernible look in his eyes; realizing just how tall he was compared to her. His finger grazed her lip gently. "Let me tell you, Kairi…"
"Because, Kairi, I'm the nice guy." Never did Sora sound so cruel than he now.
Right afterwards, he turned a little greened, turned to Kairi's right and threw up on a park bench.
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A/N:
ROMANCE. O.O Sora's hot when he's drunk like that. I hope I did Riku right and that Kairi had good play in this. I was hoping for Sora to seem like the sweet kind of guy with a dark, delicious kind of inner; hopefully I captured that. Yeah, he did throw up because he was drunk. Secondly, why do you think Sora would go throw himself into temptation like that, when he's been in trouble from it in the first place? What is it that would cause Sora to lose his guard?
What in life, do you think, can make you or any other person in the world, go crazy? Just a thought.
