Le moi: When was the last time I updated again? Well, one day I just realized I was ignoring this for quite a while now. Sorry guys ._. Add in personal shit, school work, my account being hacked, and a minoooooor accident, I couldn't really have the time to do this. Sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry TT_TT I'm such a bad author ;_;
Kingdom Hearts © Square Enix - Tetsuya Nomura
Episode XXI: Jealousy Breeds Insecurity
"Secretary."
Said secretary looked up.
"Yes?"
Selphie scrutinized the unabashed expression on the blonde's face. The brunette scanned her quickly, sneering that she found her face completely devoid of make-up yet managed to keep a nice face. Hell even her nails weren't manicured but it looked shiny! How could her hubby pick such unfab woman as a secretary? Selphie rolled her eyes in annoyance.
"Um…do you need Sir Doofu—I-I mean Sir Vanitas?" the confused blonde asked.
"Duh. That's why I'm here for Yevon's sake." she cattily replied.
Naminé twitched, lifting the phone to contact her boss, allowing Selphie to take a good look at her.
'Now that I think about it…why am I even paying attention to this eyesore anyway? Ugh, not like she could step in and snatch away my Vani like that…' Selphie smiled at the thought of her handsome fiancee—loving how he always seemed so cool and hot even while scowling. He always scowled whenever Selphie was with him. She simply didn't understand why such expression always seemed to appear on her hubby's face; a pout formed on her face as she huffed. Although…Selphie giggled as the thought of having her long-awaited child with him when they finally got married. She could imagine it all so clearly and oh-so-perfectly! Flower petals swirling around them as they took their romantic vows together, their guests and parents would be weeping out of joy! Then there would be the rings! She would lovingly place the ring on Vanitas' finger while he gives her a rare smile full of love and charm as he does the same…oh…and…and there's the kiss! Selphie bit her lip as she giggled and blushed; slapping her cheeks in an attempt to get the image out of her head. It was so romantic! He would lift her veil slowly, their eyes never leaving each other while he slowly leaned in and whispered those 3 words, which were…
"What now, Elie?"
The perfect image shattered.
Selphie whirled around to see her beloved in flesh, scowling as he looked at her. The brunette pouted and strolled over, wrapping her arms around his neck and pushing herself closer—much to the Fair's chagrin and to Naminé's silent amusement (and irritation).
"Is it bad that I want to see you?" cue pout!
Cue eye twitch!
"Yes. You're disturbing my work."
Selphie rolled her eyes. "All you do is work!" she whined. "As your fiancée, it's my duty to make sure you're having fun before we get married~"
"I already am. By working. By not being disturbed. By being busy." he sends a unnoticed—or so he thinks—smirk to Naminé, who scowls in return with flushed cheeks.
"No you're not."
"Yes I am."
"No you're not!" she frowned. "C'mon. Leave your stupid work to your useless secretary."
Said secretary paused in annoyance before continuing on, silently thinking of ways to castrate the spoiled daughterofabiscuit.
Vanitas resisted. "Elie," he sighed, making the brunette sigh dreamily at the nickname. "I can't just leave like that. I have wor—"
He purposely looked away with a grimace when she pouted.
"Pleeeeeeease?" she said with a sickly sweet voice it made Naminé puke.
"…"
"Silence means yes!" Selphie grinned happily.
Vanitas sighed in exasperation and begrudgingly nodded, pulling his fiancée's arms off his neck (making her whine) to get some his necessities he left in the office. The lovesick grin on her face disappeared, replaced by a scowl that she redirected to the flabbergasted blonde.
"Don't think I didn't see that." she hissed.
"Uhh…?" Naminé could only mutter out dumbly.
"The wink!" Screech now. "He winked at you and then you smiled back!" she screamed, furious.
"B-but I didn't even—"
"Hmph!" Selphie gave her a scathing glare. "FYI, BITCH," Naminé glowered at the term. "Nobody flirts with my man without getting away with it. YOU are no exception." she dramatically flicked her hair back, sneering. "Don't you dare think you've got him. Not without going through ME first." she smirked. "Oh. What am I doing here…you can't even do that. You're nothing.. Get that through your brain."
'Nothing? Let's see you choke on your own words after you find out that I'm a Shinra.' But she wouldn't dare say it out loud. Naminé rolled her eyes, deciding to slap some sense into the other woman.
"Well, at least I have a brain. Unlike YOU. Maybe if you actually had a BRAIN into that empty head of yours your "hubby" might even like you better. If he even does anyway." she scoffed, ignoring the offended look on Selphie's face. "Oh wait. Maybe you do. Just the size of a pea maybe? Ah wait that's too pathetic. How bout a coin? Yeah, a coin."
"Who do you think you are?" Selphie's hands were shaking.
Naminé held her chin up as she stood, matching her height with Selphie's.
"A 'useless secretary', oh your royal highness."
"Then you better know your place, you bitch." Selphie hissed.
"Of course I know. Right here. Behind this desk." she smirked.
"You little—!"
"Hey what's going on?" Vanitas drawled with a yawn as he exited his office, holding his phone.
Naminé saw how quick Selphie's expression changed. From a bloodthirsty bitch to a sickly innocent kissup. Naminé wanted to scoff in disgust.
"Nothing! I'm just asking Naminé here if she wanted to play tennis with us!"
If the woman was good at anything, Naminé was sure it'd was lying. As much as she hated to admit it, she owed the bitchy woman her head from Vanitas. The man may not like the brunette but Naminé wasn't taking chances. She met Vanitas' expecting gaze with a hasty nod. He still had his eyes narrowed in suspicion, but eventually shrugged it off.
"Oh. Well, are you coming?" he asked, a strange glint on them that only Naminé caught, which made her twiddle with her thumbs for a second.
"No than—"
"Yes she is!" Selphie giggled, LINKING ARMS with the blonde. Naminé stared at the offending limb like she wanted to snap it off. "C'mon, c'mon! Let's go! The tennis courts are waiting!"
"B-but I didn't bring any—" Naminé tried to protest, ignoring the sharp nails that began to dig themselves into her forearm painfully.
"Silly! They have uniforms there." Selphie gave her a grin that screamed fake. It was unnoticed by the man behind them though, as they walked towards the elevator.
"This isn't over yet." Selphie quietly hissed through her grin.
"We'll see." Naminé rolled her eyes with a faux grin of her own.
Vanitas could only raise a brow at the two women; since when were they chummies and besties?
He shrugged.
"Heads up bro!"
Vanitas merely smirked and rallied the ball back to his brother at the other side. Sora merely laughed and smacked the ball towards Selphie, who easily threw it back with a grin of her own.
They had, fortunately, ran across Sora who was also on his way there. It made the lone blonde feel a bit relieved so she wouldn't seem like the third wheel from the engaged couple. It gets quite irritating to see the brunette woman try to flirt with her future-husband, who but avoided her advances like a plague. Naminé inhaled sharply and bounded the ball back with a satisfying smash, landing a point. It was 2-2, finally. Sora whooped in glee and shared a high-five with his partner.
"Nice!"
"I do my best." Naminé winked, fixing her hair that was up in a neat, high bun.
"Now that's the spirit!" Sora stuck his tongue out at the other two across the court. "Take that losers!"
"Oh you are going swallow those words sooner or later little brother." Vanitas taunted, flaunting his "fab" hair. Sora sneered. Naminé twitched. Selphie swooned.
"Tsk!" Sora beamed mischievously. "How 'bout YOU suck your dick instead? Hahaha!"
"Watch it you twerp!" Selphie defended as she scowled, hitting a hard smash on the opponent's side. "Or else!"
"Or else what? Gonna go cry to daddy and whine shit?" Sora taunted, and Selphie shrieked in irritation as she hit the ball hard—which also made her let the racquet go out of sheer force and blast off at the speeeeed of light! Naminé snorted and simply (quietly) laughed.
"Shut up Skylar!" Selphie growled as she took another racquet from Vanitas.
"Ohhh~kay~" Sora sang.
Vanitas merely sighed.
Selphie served, the ball zoomed towards Naminé, who rallied it back towards Vanitas. Back and forth, back and forth…Sora smashed and point!
"I love you partner." Naminé gave him a thumbs up.
"Love you too Nami!" Sora replied, sticking his tongue out at his brother (who was scowling).
"Mind the fluff!" Selphie rolled her eyes.
Naminé scowled right back and smashed the ball back to her. Selphie raised a brow and smirked, hitting it back. It was supposed to be going towards Sora, but the blonde quickly ran it and hit it back. It went on and on, and it seemed like only the 2 women were only the ones that were playing!
Vanitas frowned at Sora.
Sora shrugged at Vanitas
"The hell?" Vanitas scratched his head as he approached Sora.
"You know what? Let's just take a break."
"Y-yeah! Great idea bro!" Sora cheerfully bounded over the net and slung an arm around his older bro's shoulders, who cringed about it being gay. Sora didn't give a fuck.
That left our women alone.
Selphie turned towards the blonde and flipped her hair back with a smirk.
"One on one, baby."
"Nooo! We're on doubles because we have invisible partners here! Meet my parter, Mr. You-Can't-See-Mee!"
Naminé smashed and laughed tauntingly.
"Why don't you just shut up!?"
Poor Nami, didn't have enough focus so…
"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUU—"
Vanitas and Sora whipped their heads at the scene and nearly choked as they rushed.
"Holy shit!" The 3 gathered around her fallen form, forehead red from the impact. Inner Nami was busy chanting all possible curses and grimoires to the perp.
"Oh. Em. Gee." 'HAS THE GUTS TO LOOK ALL SO INNOCENT HUH?! BITCH PLEASE!' Inner Nami raged, swinging her transparent fists through Selphie. "I'm sorry Nami!"
"You okay Naminé?" Sora asked worriedly.
"Ugh." the blonde glared at him lightly. "I wish I could say yes…" she hissed, looking right to Selphie.
"Well if you weren't just so careless, maybe you wouldn't get hit." Vanitas smirked as he grabbed her hands to stand her up. "Come on, let's get some ice on that LARGE forehead of yours."
"My forehead is not big you asshat!
Selphie was noticing the signs.
And she was not liking it one bit.
So she stood at the back of the main building, back against the wall with a hand on her ear, holding her phone. Who was she calling? That's none of your business now~maybe you'll find out later.
"Hello?"
Selphie bit her lip and chewed on it.
"Auntie…I have a problem."
"Elie dear? What is it?" Aerith asked worriedly over her soon-to-be daughter-in-law.
"It's about Vanitas…and his secretary."
She took a glance behind to see Sora pressing a cloth with some ice on Naminé's forehead while Vanitas bugged her. She was scowling; Selphie would kill for Vanitas to flirt with her like that. No way she'd be annoyed! The brunette quietly seethed and returned to her hiding place, fidgeting.
"Is he cheating on you?" Aerith Gainsborough-Fair asked, her voice quiet and terse.
"No! I mean…I don't know auntie…"
"How can you not know that he's not cheating on you?" Aerith asked incredulously.
"Well he looks like it but I think he's only flirting and all…what should I do auntie?"
Selphie heard her take in a deep breath.
"Alright. I'll take care of everything sweetie. Don't worry."
"Promise?" Selphie grinned.
"I promise. I'll talk to your uncle Zack about it okay?"
"Okay." Selphie giggled. "Thank you auntie!"
"Don't mention it. I'd have to go now okay? Farewell."
"Bye-bye!"
Selphie pressed the END button and smiled to herself.
It didn't matter that Vanitas didn't like her much. 'At least auntie does.' What about Zack, hmm? 'I'm not sure about uncle though…wait, why are you breaking the 4th wall again miss Neko?' None of your business, get back to work!
When Selphie was sure that the brothers were gone, she quickly trotted over to the blonde, hands on her hips and eyes on their usual glare.
"Don't think you've won by now." the brunette warned.
Naminé looked up at her, the ice pack pressed against her swelling forehead.
"K dot." Naminé retorted with a sigh.
"Just because my hubby was nice to you doesn't mean he likes you. He loves ME."
Naminé just didn't get the logic of this woman. Is she just dense, or purely stupid?
"You know, I really have no intention on "stealing" your precious as you have accused of me before. I don't give a fuck about you, or him. It just happened that he somehow liked to make fun of me and I find that irritating. Like you. So please shut your shit up and stop making claims that aren't even true." Okay maybe that was a little lie. But SOME are true! It doesn't count. Nope. Never. No way. But nobody cares anyway.
Selphie was just gaping.
"The birds are going to come inside your mouth."
"Shut up!"
"Oi! Nami! Selphie! Get in here and eat will you!?" Sora called from the gazebo with flying particles of pork that ricocheted from his mouth.
"Coming!" Selphie grinned and bent down, linking arms with her self-proclaimed rival and hauled her to where the two were.
Naminé sighed. This was going to be a loooong day.
While Vanitas and Selphie spent some "quality time" together at the tennis courts, Sora and Naminé were left alone, picking at their chocolate milkshakes and tuna sandwiches.
"Naminé?"
"Yes?"
The brunette took a bite of his sandwich greedily before turning back to her..
"Is my brother being an ass to you?"
Her eyebrows rose.
"If I say "He always does", are you going to believe me?"
He grinned—although she can see that it was forced—at her and shrugged.
"Don't get too ticked with him okay?"
"And why?"
Sora's smile dropped a little.
"He just doesn't know how to act."
Naminé blinked; confused with Sora's words. What in the world was he trying to get into her head anyway? That that eyesore was more than that meets to the eye?
This got the blonde thinking as she observed Vanitas prance away like a pansy from the advancing Selphie from the gazebo. The man was 27-years old yet he acted like a child starving for attention when unattended to. And he was a sly dick that she so badly wanted to kick him in the ass for the times he tried to take advantage of her (not THAT kind of taking advantage okay!?). Although, Naminé could see that sometimes, he would just be all quiet, staring off into space and ignoring her presence. And when called he merely stares or either glares. One minute he was all cunning and clever then the next thing you know he's quietly faded himself out. Naminé felt like she didn't know him. And she doesn't. She was just some blonde woman who crashed her car into his car and was forced to work for him to pay her debt and ended up being attracted to him and vice versa and his fiancée comes along and said fiancée hates her. Life used to be beautiful. USED TO BE.
Maybe Sora was right.
Maybe this man was hiding something from the face of the world.
Maybe he was just a undiscovered continent.
Then their eyes met.
"Too hot for you to handle?" he called out and suddenly smirked, and then bit his bottom lip seductively.
Naminé flinched with a raging blush and turned away.
Okay, nevermind what she said earlier!
Sexy motherfucker.
WOMEN's LOCKER
"Hey."
Naminé looked up from her seat in the bench.
"Yes?"
Instead of the usual Super Selphie Saiyan Glare she usually gives her, she was met with an apathetic gaze. They had just finished showering after the last set, and was now preparing to go home. Since Selphie was confronting her, both were only clad in flimsy pink towels.
"…" Selphie stuck her hand out.
Naminé stared.
"Well?" Selphie grumbled.
"Well what, exactly?"
"…"
"Hellooooooo?"
"Quit fooling around!"
"I'm not!"
"Just take my hand darn it!"
"Why!?"
"Nevermind why!"
"What for!?"
"For a temporary truce!"
…
"What?"
Selphie turned away and rolled her eyes.
While Vanitas and Selphie spent some "quality time" together at the tennis courts, Sora and Naminé were left alone, picking at their chocolate milkshakes and tuna sandwiches.
"Why are you running away from me Vanitas?" Selphie whined.
"Because I'll get the C-Virus!"
"Meanie!"
Vanitas sidestepped, but Selphie was quicker; she finally caught him by the neck and quickly wrapped her arms around him. Vanitas scowled in annoyance. Damn, she caught him.
"He he." she giggled.
He could see Naminé looking at him. She looked (adorable) ridiculous with that red imprint on her forehead.
"Selphie."
"Yes Vani?"
He cringed at the nickname and pushed her at arm's length.
"…stop fighting for me, will you?"
Her eyes widened.
"W-what are you talking about? Who's fighting who anyway?"
"Don't play stupid on me." he narrowed his eyes.
Selphie's mouth drooped and she sighed.
"How can I not Vanitas?" she asked softly. "I'm your fiancée, but I don't feel like it. You're always avoiding me like a plague."
"We're engaged by our parents' wishes. By paper." he looked away.
"I know. But I loved you anyway."
"Are you sure you know what you're saying?"
"Since day one. I don't care if this is arranged, or any other shit I don't care about...all I know is that…" she caressed his cheek, which made him flinch—Selphie ignored the pang in her chest when he did. "I love you."
"…"
"And I'm not blind to not see that you like her." she added.
Vanitas looked down at her.
"I'm sorry…but you just don't understand." he whispered the last bit out.
Selphie took in a deep breath from the sharp pain that entered her chest.
"I love you. Why can't you learn to love me?"
Vanitas' hands dropped their hold on her shoulders.
"The heart cannot be taught. It learns. And this," he pointed towards his chest, above where his heart lay. "Cannot learn to love you the way I want it to. So I'm sorry."
That's what he last said to her before he walked away to the locker rooms to take a shower. Selphie just didn't understand. Why couldn't her Vani love her the way she loves him? She's his ideal woman! Rich, pretty, smart, the ability to run a company, and makes the wisest of decisions! What more could he possibly ask for?
"Are you going to take it or not?" she asked irritably.
"What. Is. This. For?"
"For Vanitas." she grumbled.
Naminé blinked, surprised. So this is what this is all about? For that cakebag she called her boss? Pfffft. 'She should know by now that she has the upper hand in everything. Me? I have nothing anyway.' she mused. 'All I have…is a family in hiding, my clothes and my cat. Nothing to be proud of.' she smiled bitterly.
"You know," Selphie looked at her with a nonchalant gaze as she leaned back against the bench, arms crossed. "You don't really have to make a truce with me."
"Hmph. Like I'll listen to you."
"Don't you realize it? You have the upperhand in this. I'm on the losing party here. Why—"
"That's not it." Selphie scowled. "While it IS true I have the advantage, the one thing I can't have," Selphie pointed to herself with her thumb, above her left pectoral. "And it's his heart."
The woman suddenly jabbed a finger in Naminé's direction, and the latter leaned back a little from surprise.
"YOU have his heart. That's why, I want to settle on a temporary truce. If you stay away from him, I'll stop being a bitch to you."
"Stay away…?" confusion was plain sunshine on her face.
"Yes, stay away. As in, like, not being around him like a wasp? Yeah. Or would you like me to define it for you?" Selphie rolled her eyes.
"Um, no thanks. I kinda got that context but…you do know I'm his secretary right?"
"So?"
"I'd have to be with him at all times."
Selphie bit her lip in agitation and crossed her arms, irritated. Oh holy mother of—!
"Okay fine! If it's for work I can allow it!" she hissed. "But if it involves personal, you. Back. Off. Get it?"
"As clear as crystal." it was Naminé who stuck her hand out. "Deal?"
Selphie slowly took her hand.
"You cleaned your hands...right?" the brunette asked warily.
"Well duh, that's what showers are for."
Selphie and Naminé shook hands. And this time, Selphie was able look at her "rival" with normalcy. She was just so blinded with jealousy and insecurity, that she started thinking Naminé was taking Vanitas away from her. Selphie knew she was overreacting, but that was just her defense mechanisms when she felt something dear was being taken from her, but she couldn't help it! It took toll on her because she grew up in a large, empty house with no mother, a father that always prioritized his work than his own daughter, and a life of being spoiled but constantly left alone. Her father feared for her safety so she had to be homeschooled, estranging her more towards the other children. Then her 8th birthday came and she saw them; the Fair Brothers, Vanitas and Skylar Fair. That's why she wanted to change; not only for Vanitas but for herself as well.
It gets tiring being a bitch too.
"Deal."
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Review replies will be moved down here so you may skip a rather long 1st A/N, so it's important you read this shitty note too xD
Leila - Heeeeey You made me smile! I kind of wonder why you love CYN—since it's full of random, half-assed shit from my boredom anyway xD Thank you though c: My hubby is going to love you too XD
Guest 3 - Aaaaand again xD Hi there xD My logic, you cannot understand xD Sugar We're Going Down was playing yet they're talking about Good Charlotte sorry if it confused you ^^
xionhikari - Wow, so many cmments xD You surprised me, girl! XD They made me laugh trolol xP
Guest 13 - Really? Haha xD
Guest 2 - Well, I dunno xDD I can't really spoil you, as it would get rid of the hype Yes, for the rest of Check Yes Naminé, they stay friends.
OmegaStarShooter14 - That's fine ^^ Thank you.
Guest 1 - Aww, thank you :3 It makes me grin whenever I find that there's another person who supports this pair XD I'm glad you are :3 Oh, the pairing name can be VanNami or NamiTas—but VaniNami's cool too! Yes it's Marshall Lee and Fionna X333 They remind me of Vanitas and Naminé XD
Tsubaki Ikiteirushi - Plot reasons ._.
smallwritergirl - :') You're making me blush. Thank you! I'm really happy you liked the one-shot I did for you :3
jkls39 - Yes you were right ._. It was quite late when I finished that chapter and my big brother was rushing me so…Do not fear; this has Vanitas in it XD The sole purpose of the previous chapter was to mend Roxas and Naminé's friendship, so now that's out of the way, Naminé will now face the next hurdle; the hellcat from hell AKA Selphie xD
Miwasaki Yuki rin - :3 Yes it is. I guess you're eager for the wedding eh? XD I have bad news for you mate; if there was no Selphie from chapter 20, then there are LOTS of her here. The upside is that Vanitas is here now xD Thank you! :3
Rej - *PATS BACK* Don't worry my friend…I have loads of RokuNami plot bunnies waiting to be released. And they will be. In due time XD
EnterAbyss29.91 - Well, your Christmas/Valentines' gift is here! :3
Sly Deviant - Ermahgerd. That's…that's brilliant! My brain started acting up because of that -w- Now I know how I end…XD Not going to spoil sorry XD
California Sandwich - FioLee FTW :3 They're mathematically awesome XDD I'm glad you liked them as friends; I wrote that because of personal experience
Once again, I'm sorry for not updating for almost like, 2 or 3 months or something. I've been really stressed and all. Keep in mind that my world doesn't revolve in fanfics forever -w- Ciaossu~
betaNOTE: That goes the same for me too ._. Sorry for the delay ^^