Chapter 4. What you started, you have to finish.
"Hey. You made it," exclaimed Sora, greeting his friend, Riku. Riku smiled, nodding. Sora stood up from drawing circles with a peice of stone in the concrete.
"Right. So what's this big thing you wanted to talk about that we couldn't on the phone?" asked Riku, digging his thumbs into the hem of jean pockets. He leaned against the brick wall, placing a flat foot against it.
"This," muttered Sora, smiling. He leaned in close and pressed his lips against Riku's. Riku was suprised, but even more so when he began to enjoy the loving kiss, rolling his tongue over the warm moving flesh. But as he felt the cruel tip of Sora's teeth, he never noticed the fangs ever existed. Until -
"Riku, what're you doing to Courage!!?" exclaimed a familar voice. Riku snapped open his eyes to come face to face with a furry face. Then the cat bit on his tongue.
"OW!!! COURAGE!!" swore Riku, clamping hand over his mouth.
"Mew, mew, lick lick...." the kitten started licking Riku's face. Riku's eyes widened in horror realizing -
"Shh...shhh SHIT!!!" shouted Riku, his hand still over his mouth. With that, he leaped out of his bed, causing the covers and the kitten to go flying into the air. Hikari was lucky enough to catch the kitten into the ends of her shirt, but she was avelanched by the comforter.
"Ahhh!" exasperated Hikari, falling over. The kitten was still safe, but Hikari was whinning over her bum. "Owww..."
With as much luck as she had, Hikari scrambled to get out from underneath the snow of covers and leaped to her feet with an angry look and a kitten in her arms. Hikari glared at him furiously watching him brush his teeth like mad in the bathroom.
"Riku!! Just what were you doing!?" snapped Hikari. "Treating Courage, like that! Honestly!"
"Not now, Hikari!" snapped Riku, mouth full of flourine. He spit it out. and stuffed more toothpaste onto the brush to begin again. Hikari rolled her eyes and flopped down onto his bed as she played with the kitten her lap. It climbed onto her shoulders and turned around to watch "its lover" as she did.
"Just what were you dreaming about to make you start frenching Courage?" asked Hikari.
"EERRRRGH!!!" groaned Riku with anger, remembering what had just happened. There was a sound of more russling and the opening and slamming of cabinets. "Damnit, Hikari, where's the handsoap!??!!!"
"It's on your dresser. You used it last time when your hand was kissed by that guy," spoke Hikari.
"What?" Riku requested, already using the soap to wash out his mouth.
"Remember? At that party we went to when we first came here? He kissed your hand because he was a true gentlemen. That and because he thought you were a girl," Hikari brought up, smiling to herself.
"You mean that dude I beat to a bloody pulp and was never heard again in the industry of science?"
"Yeah. Him."
"Oh. I can't believe we went to Dad's party. All he did was win some prize."
"The Nobel PEACE prize! It's not just anything! It's very important to Dad, because he's never won anything like that in his life. Dad tries, but he can never seem to be nice like a normal person. Remember my first boyfriend? How Dad scared the wits out of him? And the pizza dude? And the neighbors? And all of my girl friends -"
"Yeah, yeah.... I see your point," trailed off Riku. He came back into his room from the bath room, whiping his mouth with the towel around his neck. "Dad isn't exactly the calmest nor most appreciative Dad."
"But I wouldn't have him any other way," Riku told her, smirking. Hikari smiled in reply.
"What has you so happy this morning?" asked Riku. "Shouldn't you be at school?"
"Well, I would but Dad wanted me to stay home today. Said something about revenge being served best with cake out in the snow," muttered Hikari, playing with Courage.
"Cake out in the rain. Wait. Oh shit, he's going to go after Kairi!" snapped Riku, panicking itmediately. He dashed out of the room and started running down stairs past the living room and out the door.
If he hadn't passed his father, sitting in the living room, on the way out.
Instantly, Riku rushed back in. As he halted on the rug, it slid along with him across the wooden floor, comming to a stop before his father.
"DAD, DON'T KILL ANYBODY!!!" snapped Riku, panting. Pulling down the newspaper, Sephiroth gazed at his son, raising a delicate eyebrow.
"What are you talking about?" asked Sephiroth.
"....huff huff... Cake out in the... the rain..." panted Riku. Sephiroth's perplexed expression remained.
"Cake? Well, your mother was in such happy mood this morning she made cake," declared Sephiroth. He folded up the paper and took his saucer and cake to his lap, glancing up to his son with a threatening glare. "If you want some, you're going to have to get your own."
Riku stared at him with a confused, impatient, frustrated, exhausted expression, then just sighed, hanging his head.
"Uhhh.....I shouldn't have woken up this morning..... should've just died in my sleep...." mummured Riku, leaving the living room to the kitchen. Despite being depressed and tottally confused, Riku wasn't going to miss an opportunity for cake, especially when his mother made it.
"Hello, koi," Quistis, greeted him. Miss Quistis was only a few inches shorter thatn her son who was at least 5'8". Her husband was about 6 foot. She was dressed in a skirt suit, ready for work as a Professor at the Zanarkand SeeD. She wore glasses on weekdays for work, and never on the weekends, but for some reason, they were off her face this morning.
"Hello, mother..." greeted Riku, head still hanging as he bumped into her. She stopped him, oddly concerned.
"What? What's wrong?" asked Quistis.
"Nothing....I just thought Dad was going to start killing again, that's all...."
"Was not!!" snapped his father from the living room.
Quistis turned to her son, now firmly serious.
"Was he?" demanded Quistis.
"Well, I was hoping not. And I can see that he hasn't," explained Riku. Quistis patted her son's cheek with one hand on his shoulder.
"You're a good boy, Riku. I doubt you will become a manslayer when you get older," declared Quistis, smiling at her son.
"I heard that! What's wrong with being a manslayer? I commited my whole life to manslaughter! Look where I am now?! I have two beautiful children and a wonderful wife!" exclaimed Sephiroth from the living room.
"You wouldn't be where you are now if it weren't for your 'wonderful wife!'" called back Quisits.
"Hey! I killed a guy to get you to like me!"
"You tried to kill me! The only way I survived is that you're a bad swordsman!"
"What?! I could defeat you head on! Right here and now!"
"Fine! I accept your challenge!"
Before Riku knew it, his mother and his father were battling it out with his Masumune sword and her whip. The strange thing is the battle didn't last for long. His mother had obtained the sword in the beginning of the battle with her whip. It was tossed into the air and she caught it in her other hand. She whipped it to his throat. Riku's eyes widened.
"Whoa. Suddenly that seems all so familar...." muttered Riku. Quistis smirked, raising an eye brow.
"Do you surrender?" asked Quistis flipping back a peice of her hair in her eyes. Sephiroth smirked.
"Never," he replied, cooly. She smiled even more as she dropped the blade and whipped her whip around his neck. Slowly, she pulled him toward her and downward to her face.
"I love it when you're so reckless..." confessed Quistis before pressing his lips against hers.
In a pure second, Riku was reminded of how he fought Yuffie and the dream of the kiss. Even though it was a dream, Riku could still feel the pixie dust in his head when Sora first pressed his lips against his. How sweet it tasted in his mouth and emotions just liked his mother kiss his father. But they always got too carried away.
"Mmmm..."
"Erk -" Riku squinted an eye shut. Luckily, he managed to get away up the stairs before he could see his father make more love to his woman.
Riku made it back to his room to find not only Hikari there, but Sora as well. He was crouching infront of Hikari, holding his arm out to the kitten as an invite to climb across to his shoulder. With Sora's gentle vibes, how could the kitten refuse?
"Sora?" wondered Riku, watching the kitten climb over to rest on Sora's shoulders.
Sora, the sixteen year old boy, glanced up to see Riku and smiled. He stood up fully and turned to him. Riku noticed he was dressed in regular clothes: red shirt, kacki cargo shorts. Not like any gay guy or in a feminine way either. It reassured Riku more.
"Hey, what's up? Mom doesn't know I'm here," explained Sora. Riku sighed, folding his arms over his bare chest, leaning against the wall.
"Okay, how did you do it?" requested Riku.
"Do what?" asked Sora as the kitten nuzzled his face.
"How did you find out where I lived?" he asked. Sora shrugged.
"I hacked into the school's data base. Plus, I saw Hikari walk home yesterday and just broke into the coolest, most extensive house there is one the street," Sora explained. "Clever, huh?"
"What if you had broken into wrong house, though?" asked Riku.
"I'd probably run like hell and out of Zanarkand. Tch, heading home would be just plain stupid," Sora stated.
"Exactly. Smart trick," Riku approved. Sora's eyes glowed, receiving a compliment.
"Heh. Thanks," apreciated Sora, smiling.
"What are you doing here, though?" asked Hikari. Sora shrugged and caused the kitten to fall that it sunk its claws into Sora's shirt in panick.
"Ow! Sorry," apologized Sora. Never in Riku's life had he met another person who apologized to cats like his mother and his sister did. It was amazing. Sora set the kitten on the ground. "I don't know. Boredom, I guess."
"You could've helped your mother with her restraunt. I'm sure she would've need it," stated Hikari. Sora walked over to Riku.
"I'm sure she would've, too, but I'd just be in the way," declared Sora.
Riku watched Sora make his way to him from the corner of his eye feeling the exact events taking place like in his dreams. Oddly enough, Riku wanted the floor to open up and swallow him.
"You should get your clothes on. We might be suspended, but that doesn't mean we can't have some fun," Sora told him.
"Right," agreed Riku, happy to leave the uncomfortable situation. Wait, was he really happy? Did he not want it to happen just like in the dream? Or did he want it, deep in his heart, for Sora to kiss him like he fantasized he would?
With one hand through his threads of hair, Riku brushed away his troublesome thoughts of Sora and turned his mind to better things. Like his sudden urge to swordfight....
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"Ready?"
"Ready!"
Sora spread his feet apart into a fighting stance, holding his wooden kendo sword ready. Opposite of him was Riku positioned one hand on his back jean hip and the other holding out his wooden kendo sword. Then suddenly, they clashes, wood against wood, like two visions of energy dancing in a spiral of striking and blowing force toward the other. (A/N: just picture how they would fight in the game only faster and deadlier like in Mortal Kombat DA x_x)(A/N: but less blood x.x)
Until suddenly, Sora was knocked to the ground, and the tip of the sword was instantly thrusted into his face.
"Checkmate," exclaimed Riku. He turned around and walked back to his original spot to give Sora some air. He tossed the blade backwards for him to catch.
"You want to try again?" asked Riku, whirling around. His hair swirled as he turned with his face and smirk. He was dressed in a long sleeve yellow shirt and dark navy jean pants. The sleeves were rolled up, and Riku was actually breaking a sweat. Usually, he didn't have much friends to spar with or much friends at all, but Riku was finally receiving the excercise and exhileration he only dreamed of.
Being the nonviolent person Hikari was, she layed on her stomache on the grass, watching her brother and his friend fight against eachother. She was dressed in a tank top and black spandex shorts but hidden underneath a floral sheet she tied around her waist. Their kitten, Courage, was tumbling beside her, being teased by a butterfly.
"It's amazing, Riku. I've never seen anyone else rival your skills. Except maybe father, but he never puts up his best or he's just too good for you," spoke Hikari, kicking her legs in the air.
"Your dad is a swordsman?" Sora asked Hikari. Hikari smiled, nodding.
"That's great! Mine is, too!" declared Sora leaping onto his feet. "One of the best infact."
"Our dad is probably the best and the worst. He's killed like a couple of hundred of men, but he always loses to our mom," stated Riku, running a hand through his hair. Sora blinked curiously and wide eyed.
"You mean like, 'defeated' a couple of hundred men, right?" asked Sora.
"No, like-"
"Yeah, yeah! Defeated, just defeated!" exclaimed Hikari, interrupting Riku. Riku glanced at her raising his eyebrow at her. She shot him a silent, concerned look. Riku smirked at Sora, nodding.
"Yep, he's a pretty good fighter," declared Riku.
"But not as good as you, right?" requested Sora, resting the edge of the wooden blade on his shoulder. Riku blinked, but he smirked like his ego had just been upgraded.
"Right. But not as good as me," exclaimed Riku.
"Then that's what we're going to find OUT!" shouted Sora, striking a blow at Riku suddenly. But Riku leaned backward landing his hands on the ground to launch his feet back onto Sora's chest to knock him back a few feet. Riku bounced back onto his feet, but Sora skidded back across the ground. He clasped a hand over his chest, cringing his face in pain.
"Ughn! Owwwwww..... Riku, that hurt!" snapped Sora.
"Ha ha ha ha! Keep trying, Sora," he exclaimed, placing one hand on his back hip and fwipping his blade out in the other, "keep trying..."
Hikari rolled her eyes, and rested her chin into her hand. She held out her other hand for the butterfly to grace on her finger. She turned her hand as the butterfly crawled over it.
"Sora, why is that girl so upset? She doesn't seem like the kind of girl who would be like that," commented Hikari.
"What? Kairi? Nah, don't worry about," Sora declared as he plopped down beside her to take off his shoes and socks. The butterfly flutter off her fingertips into the air with the sudden jolt he made. She gazed up to him as he smiled down at her. "Forget it. She was just cranky yesterday. You just got on her bad side, that's all."
"I don't know. I don't like her one bit, even if that was just my first impression," stated Riku, sitting down on the other side of Hikari and taking off his shoes and socks. He placed his head in his hand while resting his elbow on his knee. "There's just something about her that's so.....strange."
"But why was she so angry yesterday. I wish I knew. I still feel rather guilty about getting all of you suspended," explained Hikari. She layed her head in her folded arms. "I just wish I knew."
A natural silence fell upon the trio, as they sat there thinking silently to themselves. The only sound heard were the birds, the wind, the ocean, and the city itself in a distance. Then Sora spoke, his bangs shrouding his blue eyes.
"I'm sorry, Hikari," apologized Sora. Hikari awoke from the quietness.
"For what?" she asked, smiling back at him. He gazed down at her as if he was hurting inside.
"I'm really sorry the way Kairi acted. It's all my fault. You see, if I just hadn't dumped her or had waited a few more days, you and she would still be happy, she, Riku and I wouldn't have been suspended, and both of you wouldn't have had such a bad day, yesterday," confessed Sora. He stroked the spikes on the back of his head. "I guess I leaped before I thought. Sorry."
Hikari blinked, then turned back to setting her head in her arms. She smiled even though he couldn't see it.
"I don't know. I didn't have a bad day. Not too much of one, anyway," stated Hikari. Sora blinked at her, suprised.
"Wh-What happened to make it seem better?" asked Sora. Hikari rolled over onto her back, letting her chest rise and fall with her breath. She closed her eyes humming. She wouldn't tell him. She knew if she had told him, it would mean both of their embaressment and an awkward silence. So she continued to hum a sweet lullabye.
"C'm here, Courage," whispered Riku ,holding out his hands from a distance to the kitten. It smiled with its eyes excitedly as it bounded over to Riku. It tenderly tried to climb over Hikari as she whined with peircing of the kitten's claws.
"Ow! Courage!" whined Hikari as a tiny claw nipped her face. The kitten flopped onto Hikari's flat tummy by mistake. Riku laughed gingerly.
"He's so much like Hikari. Such a clutz!" teased Riku, playfully. Sora chuckled at the sight of the poor kitten climbing into "its lover's" lap.
"You guys are mean," exclaimed Hikari, giving Riku and Sora her pouting face. Courage itmediately snapped his head in the direction of Hikari. He looked as if he was going to cry. She smiled at him, gently.
"Not you, Courage," declared Hikari. She sat up and hopped onto her feet revealing one leg in the division of the tied sheet around her waist. She smiled.
"Well! I'm going to go down town to check out the Karoke bars! You guys wanna come?" asked Hikari.
"Why would we? It's just karoke," declared Riku. She narrowed her eyes at him.
"Well, I was going to stop by Subsurface-"
"Let's go, Riku!" snapped Sora, hopping onto his feet. Riku raised an eybrow.
"What? No way am I going," exclaimed Riku.
"Well, I'm hungry, and if you're not willing to spare mere hours of your life for your sister's company and my hunger, then you can just stay here!" exclaimed Sora, following Hikari out of the backyard.
"Okay," declared Riku.
SCHWACK!!
A few seconds passed, and all of a sudden, Sora bursted through the door.
"Aw, C'MON RIKU!!!" whined Sora getting down on his knees. Riku chuckled, shoving his shoes on without the socks. He got onto his feet and dusted off the back of his pants.
"Sure, fine..." he agreed.
"YES!!!!" exclaimed Sora in victory.
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"Hey. You made it," exclaimed Sora, greeting his friend, Riku. Riku smiled, nodding. Sora stood up from drawing circles with a peice of stone in the concrete.
"Right. So what's this big thing you wanted to talk about that we couldn't on the phone?" asked Riku, digging his thumbs into the hem of jean pockets. He leaned against the brick wall, placing a flat foot against it.
"This," muttered Sora, smiling. He leaned in close and pressed his lips against Riku's. Riku was suprised, but even more so when he began to enjoy the loving kiss, rolling his tongue over the warm moving flesh. But as he felt the cruel tip of Sora's teeth, he never noticed the fangs ever existed. Until -
"Riku, what're you doing to Courage!!?" exclaimed a familar voice. Riku snapped open his eyes to come face to face with a furry face. Then the cat bit on his tongue.
"OW!!! COURAGE!!" swore Riku, clamping hand over his mouth.
"Mew, mew, lick lick...." the kitten started licking Riku's face. Riku's eyes widened in horror realizing -
"Shh...shhh SHIT!!!" shouted Riku, his hand still over his mouth. With that, he leaped out of his bed, causing the covers and the kitten to go flying into the air. Hikari was lucky enough to catch the kitten into the ends of her shirt, but she was avelanched by the comforter.
"Ahhh!" exasperated Hikari, falling over. The kitten was still safe, but Hikari was whinning over her bum. "Owww..."
With as much luck as she had, Hikari scrambled to get out from underneath the snow of covers and leaped to her feet with an angry look and a kitten in her arms. Hikari glared at him furiously watching him brush his teeth like mad in the bathroom.
"Riku!! Just what were you doing!?" snapped Hikari. "Treating Courage, like that! Honestly!"
"Not now, Hikari!" snapped Riku, mouth full of flourine. He spit it out. and stuffed more toothpaste onto the brush to begin again. Hikari rolled her eyes and flopped down onto his bed as she played with the kitten her lap. It climbed onto her shoulders and turned around to watch "its lover" as she did.
"Just what were you dreaming about to make you start frenching Courage?" asked Hikari.
"EERRRRGH!!!" groaned Riku with anger, remembering what had just happened. There was a sound of more russling and the opening and slamming of cabinets. "Damnit, Hikari, where's the handsoap!??!!!"
"It's on your dresser. You used it last time when your hand was kissed by that guy," spoke Hikari.
"What?" Riku requested, already using the soap to wash out his mouth.
"Remember? At that party we went to when we first came here? He kissed your hand because he was a true gentlemen. That and because he thought you were a girl," Hikari brought up, smiling to herself.
"You mean that dude I beat to a bloody pulp and was never heard again in the industry of science?"
"Yeah. Him."
"Oh. I can't believe we went to Dad's party. All he did was win some prize."
"The Nobel PEACE prize! It's not just anything! It's very important to Dad, because he's never won anything like that in his life. Dad tries, but he can never seem to be nice like a normal person. Remember my first boyfriend? How Dad scared the wits out of him? And the pizza dude? And the neighbors? And all of my girl friends -"
"Yeah, yeah.... I see your point," trailed off Riku. He came back into his room from the bath room, whiping his mouth with the towel around his neck. "Dad isn't exactly the calmest nor most appreciative Dad."
"But I wouldn't have him any other way," Riku told her, smirking. Hikari smiled in reply.
"What has you so happy this morning?" asked Riku. "Shouldn't you be at school?"
"Well, I would but Dad wanted me to stay home today. Said something about revenge being served best with cake out in the snow," muttered Hikari, playing with Courage.
"Cake out in the rain. Wait. Oh shit, he's going to go after Kairi!" snapped Riku, panicking itmediately. He dashed out of the room and started running down stairs past the living room and out the door.
If he hadn't passed his father, sitting in the living room, on the way out.
Instantly, Riku rushed back in. As he halted on the rug, it slid along with him across the wooden floor, comming to a stop before his father.
"DAD, DON'T KILL ANYBODY!!!" snapped Riku, panting. Pulling down the newspaper, Sephiroth gazed at his son, raising a delicate eyebrow.
"What are you talking about?" asked Sephiroth.
"....huff huff... Cake out in the... the rain..." panted Riku. Sephiroth's perplexed expression remained.
"Cake? Well, your mother was in such happy mood this morning she made cake," declared Sephiroth. He folded up the paper and took his saucer and cake to his lap, glancing up to his son with a threatening glare. "If you want some, you're going to have to get your own."
Riku stared at him with a confused, impatient, frustrated, exhausted expression, then just sighed, hanging his head.
"Uhhh.....I shouldn't have woken up this morning..... should've just died in my sleep...." mummured Riku, leaving the living room to the kitchen. Despite being depressed and tottally confused, Riku wasn't going to miss an opportunity for cake, especially when his mother made it.
"Hello, koi," Quistis, greeted him. Miss Quistis was only a few inches shorter thatn her son who was at least 5'8". Her husband was about 6 foot. She was dressed in a skirt suit, ready for work as a Professor at the Zanarkand SeeD. She wore glasses on weekdays for work, and never on the weekends, but for some reason, they were off her face this morning.
"Hello, mother..." greeted Riku, head still hanging as he bumped into her. She stopped him, oddly concerned.
"What? What's wrong?" asked Quistis.
"Nothing....I just thought Dad was going to start killing again, that's all...."
"Was not!!" snapped his father from the living room.
Quistis turned to her son, now firmly serious.
"Was he?" demanded Quistis.
"Well, I was hoping not. And I can see that he hasn't," explained Riku. Quistis patted her son's cheek with one hand on his shoulder.
"You're a good boy, Riku. I doubt you will become a manslayer when you get older," declared Quistis, smiling at her son.
"I heard that! What's wrong with being a manslayer? I commited my whole life to manslaughter! Look where I am now?! I have two beautiful children and a wonderful wife!" exclaimed Sephiroth from the living room.
"You wouldn't be where you are now if it weren't for your 'wonderful wife!'" called back Quisits.
"Hey! I killed a guy to get you to like me!"
"You tried to kill me! The only way I survived is that you're a bad swordsman!"
"What?! I could defeat you head on! Right here and now!"
"Fine! I accept your challenge!"
Before Riku knew it, his mother and his father were battling it out with his Masumune sword and her whip. The strange thing is the battle didn't last for long. His mother had obtained the sword in the beginning of the battle with her whip. It was tossed into the air and she caught it in her other hand. She whipped it to his throat. Riku's eyes widened.
"Whoa. Suddenly that seems all so familar...." muttered Riku. Quistis smirked, raising an eye brow.
"Do you surrender?" asked Quistis flipping back a peice of her hair in her eyes. Sephiroth smirked.
"Never," he replied, cooly. She smiled even more as she dropped the blade and whipped her whip around his neck. Slowly, she pulled him toward her and downward to her face.
"I love it when you're so reckless..." confessed Quistis before pressing his lips against hers.
In a pure second, Riku was reminded of how he fought Yuffie and the dream of the kiss. Even though it was a dream, Riku could still feel the pixie dust in his head when Sora first pressed his lips against his. How sweet it tasted in his mouth and emotions just liked his mother kiss his father. But they always got too carried away.
"Mmmm..."
"Erk -" Riku squinted an eye shut. Luckily, he managed to get away up the stairs before he could see his father make more love to his woman.
Riku made it back to his room to find not only Hikari there, but Sora as well. He was crouching infront of Hikari, holding his arm out to the kitten as an invite to climb across to his shoulder. With Sora's gentle vibes, how could the kitten refuse?
"Sora?" wondered Riku, watching the kitten climb over to rest on Sora's shoulders.
Sora, the sixteen year old boy, glanced up to see Riku and smiled. He stood up fully and turned to him. Riku noticed he was dressed in regular clothes: red shirt, kacki cargo shorts. Not like any gay guy or in a feminine way either. It reassured Riku more.
"Hey, what's up? Mom doesn't know I'm here," explained Sora. Riku sighed, folding his arms over his bare chest, leaning against the wall.
"Okay, how did you do it?" requested Riku.
"Do what?" asked Sora as the kitten nuzzled his face.
"How did you find out where I lived?" he asked. Sora shrugged.
"I hacked into the school's data base. Plus, I saw Hikari walk home yesterday and just broke into the coolest, most extensive house there is one the street," Sora explained. "Clever, huh?"
"What if you had broken into wrong house, though?" asked Riku.
"I'd probably run like hell and out of Zanarkand. Tch, heading home would be just plain stupid," Sora stated.
"Exactly. Smart trick," Riku approved. Sora's eyes glowed, receiving a compliment.
"Heh. Thanks," apreciated Sora, smiling.
"What are you doing here, though?" asked Hikari. Sora shrugged and caused the kitten to fall that it sunk its claws into Sora's shirt in panick.
"Ow! Sorry," apologized Sora. Never in Riku's life had he met another person who apologized to cats like his mother and his sister did. It was amazing. Sora set the kitten on the ground. "I don't know. Boredom, I guess."
"You could've helped your mother with her restraunt. I'm sure she would've need it," stated Hikari. Sora walked over to Riku.
"I'm sure she would've, too, but I'd just be in the way," declared Sora.
Riku watched Sora make his way to him from the corner of his eye feeling the exact events taking place like in his dreams. Oddly enough, Riku wanted the floor to open up and swallow him.
"You should get your clothes on. We might be suspended, but that doesn't mean we can't have some fun," Sora told him.
"Right," agreed Riku, happy to leave the uncomfortable situation. Wait, was he really happy? Did he not want it to happen just like in the dream? Or did he want it, deep in his heart, for Sora to kiss him like he fantasized he would?
With one hand through his threads of hair, Riku brushed away his troublesome thoughts of Sora and turned his mind to better things. Like his sudden urge to swordfight....
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"Ready?"
"Ready!"
Sora spread his feet apart into a fighting stance, holding his wooden kendo sword ready. Opposite of him was Riku positioned one hand on his back jean hip and the other holding out his wooden kendo sword. Then suddenly, they clashes, wood against wood, like two visions of energy dancing in a spiral of striking and blowing force toward the other. (A/N: just picture how they would fight in the game only faster and deadlier like in Mortal Kombat DA x_x)(A/N: but less blood x.x)
Until suddenly, Sora was knocked to the ground, and the tip of the sword was instantly thrusted into his face.
"Checkmate," exclaimed Riku. He turned around and walked back to his original spot to give Sora some air. He tossed the blade backwards for him to catch.
"You want to try again?" asked Riku, whirling around. His hair swirled as he turned with his face and smirk. He was dressed in a long sleeve yellow shirt and dark navy jean pants. The sleeves were rolled up, and Riku was actually breaking a sweat. Usually, he didn't have much friends to spar with or much friends at all, but Riku was finally receiving the excercise and exhileration he only dreamed of.
Being the nonviolent person Hikari was, she layed on her stomache on the grass, watching her brother and his friend fight against eachother. She was dressed in a tank top and black spandex shorts but hidden underneath a floral sheet she tied around her waist. Their kitten, Courage, was tumbling beside her, being teased by a butterfly.
"It's amazing, Riku. I've never seen anyone else rival your skills. Except maybe father, but he never puts up his best or he's just too good for you," spoke Hikari, kicking her legs in the air.
"Your dad is a swordsman?" Sora asked Hikari. Hikari smiled, nodding.
"That's great! Mine is, too!" declared Sora leaping onto his feet. "One of the best infact."
"Our dad is probably the best and the worst. He's killed like a couple of hundred of men, but he always loses to our mom," stated Riku, running a hand through his hair. Sora blinked curiously and wide eyed.
"You mean like, 'defeated' a couple of hundred men, right?" asked Sora.
"No, like-"
"Yeah, yeah! Defeated, just defeated!" exclaimed Hikari, interrupting Riku. Riku glanced at her raising his eyebrow at her. She shot him a silent, concerned look. Riku smirked at Sora, nodding.
"Yep, he's a pretty good fighter," declared Riku.
"But not as good as you, right?" requested Sora, resting the edge of the wooden blade on his shoulder. Riku blinked, but he smirked like his ego had just been upgraded.
"Right. But not as good as me," exclaimed Riku.
"Then that's what we're going to find OUT!" shouted Sora, striking a blow at Riku suddenly. But Riku leaned backward landing his hands on the ground to launch his feet back onto Sora's chest to knock him back a few feet. Riku bounced back onto his feet, but Sora skidded back across the ground. He clasped a hand over his chest, cringing his face in pain.
"Ughn! Owwwwww..... Riku, that hurt!" snapped Sora.
"Ha ha ha ha! Keep trying, Sora," he exclaimed, placing one hand on his back hip and fwipping his blade out in the other, "keep trying..."
Hikari rolled her eyes, and rested her chin into her hand. She held out her other hand for the butterfly to grace on her finger. She turned her hand as the butterfly crawled over it.
"Sora, why is that girl so upset? She doesn't seem like the kind of girl who would be like that," commented Hikari.
"What? Kairi? Nah, don't worry about," Sora declared as he plopped down beside her to take off his shoes and socks. The butterfly flutter off her fingertips into the air with the sudden jolt he made. She gazed up to him as he smiled down at her. "Forget it. She was just cranky yesterday. You just got on her bad side, that's all."
"I don't know. I don't like her one bit, even if that was just my first impression," stated Riku, sitting down on the other side of Hikari and taking off his shoes and socks. He placed his head in his hand while resting his elbow on his knee. "There's just something about her that's so.....strange."
"But why was she so angry yesterday. I wish I knew. I still feel rather guilty about getting all of you suspended," explained Hikari. She layed her head in her folded arms. "I just wish I knew."
A natural silence fell upon the trio, as they sat there thinking silently to themselves. The only sound heard were the birds, the wind, the ocean, and the city itself in a distance. Then Sora spoke, his bangs shrouding his blue eyes.
"I'm sorry, Hikari," apologized Sora. Hikari awoke from the quietness.
"For what?" she asked, smiling back at him. He gazed down at her as if he was hurting inside.
"I'm really sorry the way Kairi acted. It's all my fault. You see, if I just hadn't dumped her or had waited a few more days, you and she would still be happy, she, Riku and I wouldn't have been suspended, and both of you wouldn't have had such a bad day, yesterday," confessed Sora. He stroked the spikes on the back of his head. "I guess I leaped before I thought. Sorry."
Hikari blinked, then turned back to setting her head in her arms. She smiled even though he couldn't see it.
"I don't know. I didn't have a bad day. Not too much of one, anyway," stated Hikari. Sora blinked at her, suprised.
"Wh-What happened to make it seem better?" asked Sora. Hikari rolled over onto her back, letting her chest rise and fall with her breath. She closed her eyes humming. She wouldn't tell him. She knew if she had told him, it would mean both of their embaressment and an awkward silence. So she continued to hum a sweet lullabye.
"C'm here, Courage," whispered Riku ,holding out his hands from a distance to the kitten. It smiled with its eyes excitedly as it bounded over to Riku. It tenderly tried to climb over Hikari as she whined with peircing of the kitten's claws.
"Ow! Courage!" whined Hikari as a tiny claw nipped her face. The kitten flopped onto Hikari's flat tummy by mistake. Riku laughed gingerly.
"He's so much like Hikari. Such a clutz!" teased Riku, playfully. Sora chuckled at the sight of the poor kitten climbing into "its lover's" lap.
"You guys are mean," exclaimed Hikari, giving Riku and Sora her pouting face. Courage itmediately snapped his head in the direction of Hikari. He looked as if he was going to cry. She smiled at him, gently.
"Not you, Courage," declared Hikari. She sat up and hopped onto her feet revealing one leg in the division of the tied sheet around her waist. She smiled.
"Well! I'm going to go down town to check out the Karoke bars! You guys wanna come?" asked Hikari.
"Why would we? It's just karoke," declared Riku. She narrowed her eyes at him.
"Well, I was going to stop by Subsurface-"
"Let's go, Riku!" snapped Sora, hopping onto his feet. Riku raised an eybrow.
"What? No way am I going," exclaimed Riku.
"Well, I'm hungry, and if you're not willing to spare mere hours of your life for your sister's company and my hunger, then you can just stay here!" exclaimed Sora, following Hikari out of the backyard.
"Okay," declared Riku.
SCHWACK!!
A few seconds passed, and all of a sudden, Sora bursted through the door.
"Aw, C'MON RIKU!!!" whined Sora getting down on his knees. Riku chuckled, shoving his shoes on without the socks. He got onto his feet and dusted off the back of his pants.
"Sure, fine..." he agreed.
"YES!!!!" exclaimed Sora in victory.
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