Torn Between Two
By: Kietah-chan
A/N: Ok! I'm so happy about all the reviews! I love Sora, too, but I'm not MARRIED to him like a bunch of you girls are! ^_^ I am independent! Lol. Not really. Well! Anyways . . .thanks tons for the reviews and compliments, geez, they made me blush like HELL! Lol. Here you go!
Disclaimer: even though some people say they own Sora (*hint hint* Fa- Talony . . .this goes for you . . .^_^), they don't really. Which sucks, cuz I'm one of those people! Damn!
Ch.5: Drunks, Arguments and Shocks
*~*~*
Sora continued to drag me along mercilessly down the road to somewhere unknown. Where is he taking me now?! I think I have had enough surprises for one lifetime!
I dug the heels of my sneakers into the pavement, trying to get Sora to release my arm. He did so and we started to walk instead of running. We didn't speak for the longest time until we were standing right in front of a building I've never seen before.
"Uhh . . .Sora? What is this place?" I asked him cautiously, a little fear clinging to the voice. He spun around to look at me, a huge grin on his tan face.
"Ready to have some fun? This place is awesome! But . . ." he trailed off and glanced around us as if checking to see if no one was watching us. "It's kinda illegal . . .don't tell anyone I brought you here," he whispered sternly. I nodded my head slowly and nervously. What the hell does he mean by that?!
"Sora . . ." I began to reason with him and pry some more details out of him, but he just turned his back on me, grabbed my hand and yanked me inside the building through a tiny door. At first sight, I knew why he didn't want anybody to know he was taking me there.
The place was a bar. A bar! Can you believe it?! I know Sora had something out of the ordinary planned, but this?! Geez! The building was smoky and crowded with a big long table in the front of the place and little stools along the side. Pool tables were lined up everywhere in the place, with people (mostly men) surrounding them. Loud music was playing in the background from a large jukebox. I coughed a few times, the smoke inhalation getting to me. Sora, still holding onto my hand, pulled me towards the bar.
"Sora!" I shouted loudly over the booming music. He turned to look at me. He mouthed the words 'What?' but I couldn't hear him. "ARE YOU SURE WE'RE ALLOWED TO BE IN HERE?!" I screamed at him, trying to make at least some noise over the music. He nodded his head and mouthed something back at me, but, once again, I couldn't hear it.
Sora once again started to drag me along towards the bar when I bumped into some tall and burly man.
"Excuse me, sorry!" I said quietly. I knew he couldn't hear me, and I tried that, for I didn't want him to hear my immature voice. He didn't' say anything, anything that I could hear at least, and glared at me. Geez, take an apology!
Just then, the loud song ended. Thank goodness! I thought I was going deaf! I gave Sora's hand a hard squeeze, causing him to yelp and turn to face me.
"What?!" he asked me, thoroughly annoyed. I gave him my famous death glare and he got the point. "Look, Kai, we're not going to get caught! I've done this thousands of times!" he told me reassuringly.
"That's not the thing I'm worried about! I'm worried about tons more!" I hissed at him from under my voice. He cocked an eyebrow at me when I said this. "First, I've never drank anything in my life, besides wine at Church! Second, I'm wearing short-shorts in this crowd! Third, I-don't-look-twenty- one!" I told him very severely. Sora sighed and just pulled me along, without responding to my frets.
Sora plopped himself down on one of the stools and rested his elbows on the smooth marble countertop. I clambered onto the stool beside him and rested my chin on the tops of my hands.
A very flustered young bartender with long blonde hair and bright blue eyes hurried over to us. She was wearing a short little black skirt and a low tube top, like I was wearing. Sora's eyes followed up and down her body. He smiled his usual friendly smile to her, which gave me a slight twinge of jealousy. I shot him a death glare from the corner of my eyes.
"What can I get for ya?" she asked us with a frustrated sigh. She glanced over at me, with my head down. I think she can tell I'm 18. Sora's smile grew wider and he told her our order. The girl flipped back her long sheet of blonde tresses and winked at Sora. That was annoying.
Sora sat back in his stool and looked at me, his grin still lingering on his face. When he saw that I was scowling, he laid his hand on mine.
"Lighten up, Kai. I was only kidding around," he told me calmly. Ok, I forgive him . . .well . . .kinda . . .I smiled at him to show my forgiveness.
Sora reached an arm around my shoulders and began to draw little circles with his finger on my back. I could feel a slight wave of sadness when he did this. Riku always did the exact same thing to me when I was stressed. The bartender returned with our drinks in her hands. She placed them in front of us on the counter.
"Thanks," Sora said to her with a wink. She smiled and walked away. I saw Sora watch her retreating figure before noticing that I was glaring at him again. He shrugged his one shoulder and picked up his drink.
I looked at my glass filled with foamy brownish liquid for a while. I've never drank beer before, I wonder what it tastes like . . . it sure smells bad . . .
Sora put his glass down on the counter and gave me a curious look. "Haven't you ever drank before? There's nothin to be afraid of. Just take a sip," he said to me, pushing the glass under my nose. The smell was overpowering.
I slowly picked up the glass, closed my eyes and took the tiniest sip I could possibly ever take. The strong taste washed down my throat. For a brief second, I felt like I wanted to spit it out, but then I realized, it wasn't that bad at all. I took a larger sip this time. Sora smiled at my courage.
I took four more gulps, each one taking in more and more. My head started to spin and I suddenly felt quite dizzy and nautious. I started to stand up to go to the bathroom to puke, but stumbled and almost fell over. Sora got up and followed me. I staggered over to the dim hallway towards the bathroom, my head hurting even more with every step.
I felt someone seize my hand form behind and yank me backwards. I found myself face-to-face with Sora. He pushed me up against a wall hard and pressed his lips firmly onto mine. I felt his tongue slip into my mouth. I don't know what was coming over me. The pounding in my head was more than I could bear but I just kept moving my tongue with his. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer. I ran my fingers through his hair, causing it to stand straight up.
My senses were completely numb; all I could do was keep going. My mind was constantly screaming "More, more, MORE!!" and I wanted to fulfill it's desire. I wanted more.
I slid backwards down the wall and sat down, still kissing Sora. He slipped his hands up the back of my shirt. I wanted more, more, MORE!! I couldn't take it anymore, my mind was spinning out of control, and it felt like it was going to spilt in two. I felt like I wanted to puke, but I just couldn't pull away from his luring grasp.
"KAIRI?! SORA?!" a loud voice boomed angrily from the end of the hallway. I heard the oh-to-familiar voice, but I didn't respond or react, for my head was throbbing. Sora moved form my mouth to my collarbone, going further and further down my chest. I suddenly felt strong hands yank me away from Sora and onto the hard, wooden floor. I drowsily looked up and saw Riku sliding in and out of focus above me.
"What the HELL do you think you're doing?!" he demanded of me, his tone fierce and furious. I blinked up at him then slowly staggered to my feet. My head was starting to spin again.
"Why would you care?" I slurred at him fiercely. Riku's expression suddenly turned calm and almost pitying.
"I see you're quite drunk, Kairi. Otherwise you wouldn't be doing this," he said very calmly to me. A sudden rage bubbled up form out of nowhere inside me when he said this.
"Drunk? Moi? You're joking! I'm not drunk at all, you bastard!" I shouted at him, only causing my head to throb even more. Riku looked quite taken back by this comment, but then resumed looking calm.
"Come on, Kairi. Let's get you out of here and back to your house," he told me and seized my arm. I jerked it out of his grasp.
"Don't touch me! I don't need your assistance, I can handle things on my own!" I slurred at him and turned my back on him.
"Not when you're drunk, you can't," he sighed and grabbed my arm again. I once again pulled away and kicked him hard in the shin. Riku yelped and grabbed his now bloody shin with pain. My mind went suddenly dead.
I collapsed backwards onto the floor and closed my eyes, feeling myself go blank.
Sora's POV:
My head was throbbing with pain and from the pulsing music. I wanted to puke right then and there, but I saw Kairi fall.
I crawled over to her side and peered into her unconscious face. Good . . .she's only sleeping. Despite the howling opposition of my head, I scooped her limp body into my arms and carried her away.
Riku looked up just as I exited through the door and into the cool air of the night. This seemed to clear the pain a bit.
I walked down the street, back to Kairi's house, my sneakers scuffing the pavement with each step. What Kairi had done to me back there was unbelievable. Too bad she wasn't really aware of it and will probably forget it all tomorrow morning.
I finally reached her house, thankfully, for she was beginning to feel heavy in my tired and tired arms. I opened the front door easily and stepped into the hallway. I didn't bother to turn on any of the lights.
I trudged over to the sofa and laid her down gently on it. After covering her body with a soft blanket, I turned to leave. I looked back at her sleeping form and smiled. I then exited her house for the night.
*~*~*
Kairi's POV:
I stirred uncomfortably and arose to find myself in the downstairs of my house. How did I get here? Had I dreamed the whole thing?
I sat up and grabbed my head when it gave another throb. Apparently I didn't . . .
A cold breeze wafted in from somewhere, causing me to shiver. I slowly and painfully stood and shuffled to the open door. Open? Did I forget to close this? Or is someone else in here with me?
The last question was quickly answered by a cold hand clamping tightly over my mouth as I uttered a muffled scream.
A/N: Sorry for that cliffie! I love cliffies! ^_^ I love getting impatient reviews! I jus had to put one in! I hope y'all liked this one. Sorry if this seemed a little boring. I hope it wasn't. Please R&R!!
~Kietah-chan ^_^
By: Kietah-chan
A/N: Ok! I'm so happy about all the reviews! I love Sora, too, but I'm not MARRIED to him like a bunch of you girls are! ^_^ I am independent! Lol. Not really. Well! Anyways . . .thanks tons for the reviews and compliments, geez, they made me blush like HELL! Lol. Here you go!
Disclaimer: even though some people say they own Sora (*hint hint* Fa- Talony . . .this goes for you . . .^_^), they don't really. Which sucks, cuz I'm one of those people! Damn!
Ch.5: Drunks, Arguments and Shocks
*~*~*
Sora continued to drag me along mercilessly down the road to somewhere unknown. Where is he taking me now?! I think I have had enough surprises for one lifetime!
I dug the heels of my sneakers into the pavement, trying to get Sora to release my arm. He did so and we started to walk instead of running. We didn't speak for the longest time until we were standing right in front of a building I've never seen before.
"Uhh . . .Sora? What is this place?" I asked him cautiously, a little fear clinging to the voice. He spun around to look at me, a huge grin on his tan face.
"Ready to have some fun? This place is awesome! But . . ." he trailed off and glanced around us as if checking to see if no one was watching us. "It's kinda illegal . . .don't tell anyone I brought you here," he whispered sternly. I nodded my head slowly and nervously. What the hell does he mean by that?!
"Sora . . ." I began to reason with him and pry some more details out of him, but he just turned his back on me, grabbed my hand and yanked me inside the building through a tiny door. At first sight, I knew why he didn't want anybody to know he was taking me there.
The place was a bar. A bar! Can you believe it?! I know Sora had something out of the ordinary planned, but this?! Geez! The building was smoky and crowded with a big long table in the front of the place and little stools along the side. Pool tables were lined up everywhere in the place, with people (mostly men) surrounding them. Loud music was playing in the background from a large jukebox. I coughed a few times, the smoke inhalation getting to me. Sora, still holding onto my hand, pulled me towards the bar.
"Sora!" I shouted loudly over the booming music. He turned to look at me. He mouthed the words 'What?' but I couldn't hear him. "ARE YOU SURE WE'RE ALLOWED TO BE IN HERE?!" I screamed at him, trying to make at least some noise over the music. He nodded his head and mouthed something back at me, but, once again, I couldn't hear it.
Sora once again started to drag me along towards the bar when I bumped into some tall and burly man.
"Excuse me, sorry!" I said quietly. I knew he couldn't hear me, and I tried that, for I didn't want him to hear my immature voice. He didn't' say anything, anything that I could hear at least, and glared at me. Geez, take an apology!
Just then, the loud song ended. Thank goodness! I thought I was going deaf! I gave Sora's hand a hard squeeze, causing him to yelp and turn to face me.
"What?!" he asked me, thoroughly annoyed. I gave him my famous death glare and he got the point. "Look, Kai, we're not going to get caught! I've done this thousands of times!" he told me reassuringly.
"That's not the thing I'm worried about! I'm worried about tons more!" I hissed at him from under my voice. He cocked an eyebrow at me when I said this. "First, I've never drank anything in my life, besides wine at Church! Second, I'm wearing short-shorts in this crowd! Third, I-don't-look-twenty- one!" I told him very severely. Sora sighed and just pulled me along, without responding to my frets.
Sora plopped himself down on one of the stools and rested his elbows on the smooth marble countertop. I clambered onto the stool beside him and rested my chin on the tops of my hands.
A very flustered young bartender with long blonde hair and bright blue eyes hurried over to us. She was wearing a short little black skirt and a low tube top, like I was wearing. Sora's eyes followed up and down her body. He smiled his usual friendly smile to her, which gave me a slight twinge of jealousy. I shot him a death glare from the corner of my eyes.
"What can I get for ya?" she asked us with a frustrated sigh. She glanced over at me, with my head down. I think she can tell I'm 18. Sora's smile grew wider and he told her our order. The girl flipped back her long sheet of blonde tresses and winked at Sora. That was annoying.
Sora sat back in his stool and looked at me, his grin still lingering on his face. When he saw that I was scowling, he laid his hand on mine.
"Lighten up, Kai. I was only kidding around," he told me calmly. Ok, I forgive him . . .well . . .kinda . . .I smiled at him to show my forgiveness.
Sora reached an arm around my shoulders and began to draw little circles with his finger on my back. I could feel a slight wave of sadness when he did this. Riku always did the exact same thing to me when I was stressed. The bartender returned with our drinks in her hands. She placed them in front of us on the counter.
"Thanks," Sora said to her with a wink. She smiled and walked away. I saw Sora watch her retreating figure before noticing that I was glaring at him again. He shrugged his one shoulder and picked up his drink.
I looked at my glass filled with foamy brownish liquid for a while. I've never drank beer before, I wonder what it tastes like . . . it sure smells bad . . .
Sora put his glass down on the counter and gave me a curious look. "Haven't you ever drank before? There's nothin to be afraid of. Just take a sip," he said to me, pushing the glass under my nose. The smell was overpowering.
I slowly picked up the glass, closed my eyes and took the tiniest sip I could possibly ever take. The strong taste washed down my throat. For a brief second, I felt like I wanted to spit it out, but then I realized, it wasn't that bad at all. I took a larger sip this time. Sora smiled at my courage.
I took four more gulps, each one taking in more and more. My head started to spin and I suddenly felt quite dizzy and nautious. I started to stand up to go to the bathroom to puke, but stumbled and almost fell over. Sora got up and followed me. I staggered over to the dim hallway towards the bathroom, my head hurting even more with every step.
I felt someone seize my hand form behind and yank me backwards. I found myself face-to-face with Sora. He pushed me up against a wall hard and pressed his lips firmly onto mine. I felt his tongue slip into my mouth. I don't know what was coming over me. The pounding in my head was more than I could bear but I just kept moving my tongue with his. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer. I ran my fingers through his hair, causing it to stand straight up.
My senses were completely numb; all I could do was keep going. My mind was constantly screaming "More, more, MORE!!" and I wanted to fulfill it's desire. I wanted more.
I slid backwards down the wall and sat down, still kissing Sora. He slipped his hands up the back of my shirt. I wanted more, more, MORE!! I couldn't take it anymore, my mind was spinning out of control, and it felt like it was going to spilt in two. I felt like I wanted to puke, but I just couldn't pull away from his luring grasp.
"KAIRI?! SORA?!" a loud voice boomed angrily from the end of the hallway. I heard the oh-to-familiar voice, but I didn't respond or react, for my head was throbbing. Sora moved form my mouth to my collarbone, going further and further down my chest. I suddenly felt strong hands yank me away from Sora and onto the hard, wooden floor. I drowsily looked up and saw Riku sliding in and out of focus above me.
"What the HELL do you think you're doing?!" he demanded of me, his tone fierce and furious. I blinked up at him then slowly staggered to my feet. My head was starting to spin again.
"Why would you care?" I slurred at him fiercely. Riku's expression suddenly turned calm and almost pitying.
"I see you're quite drunk, Kairi. Otherwise you wouldn't be doing this," he said very calmly to me. A sudden rage bubbled up form out of nowhere inside me when he said this.
"Drunk? Moi? You're joking! I'm not drunk at all, you bastard!" I shouted at him, only causing my head to throb even more. Riku looked quite taken back by this comment, but then resumed looking calm.
"Come on, Kairi. Let's get you out of here and back to your house," he told me and seized my arm. I jerked it out of his grasp.
"Don't touch me! I don't need your assistance, I can handle things on my own!" I slurred at him and turned my back on him.
"Not when you're drunk, you can't," he sighed and grabbed my arm again. I once again pulled away and kicked him hard in the shin. Riku yelped and grabbed his now bloody shin with pain. My mind went suddenly dead.
I collapsed backwards onto the floor and closed my eyes, feeling myself go blank.
Sora's POV:
My head was throbbing with pain and from the pulsing music. I wanted to puke right then and there, but I saw Kairi fall.
I crawled over to her side and peered into her unconscious face. Good . . .she's only sleeping. Despite the howling opposition of my head, I scooped her limp body into my arms and carried her away.
Riku looked up just as I exited through the door and into the cool air of the night. This seemed to clear the pain a bit.
I walked down the street, back to Kairi's house, my sneakers scuffing the pavement with each step. What Kairi had done to me back there was unbelievable. Too bad she wasn't really aware of it and will probably forget it all tomorrow morning.
I finally reached her house, thankfully, for she was beginning to feel heavy in my tired and tired arms. I opened the front door easily and stepped into the hallway. I didn't bother to turn on any of the lights.
I trudged over to the sofa and laid her down gently on it. After covering her body with a soft blanket, I turned to leave. I looked back at her sleeping form and smiled. I then exited her house for the night.
*~*~*
Kairi's POV:
I stirred uncomfortably and arose to find myself in the downstairs of my house. How did I get here? Had I dreamed the whole thing?
I sat up and grabbed my head when it gave another throb. Apparently I didn't . . .
A cold breeze wafted in from somewhere, causing me to shiver. I slowly and painfully stood and shuffled to the open door. Open? Did I forget to close this? Or is someone else in here with me?
The last question was quickly answered by a cold hand clamping tightly over my mouth as I uttered a muffled scream.
A/N: Sorry for that cliffie! I love cliffies! ^_^ I love getting impatient reviews! I jus had to put one in! I hope y'all liked this one. Sorry if this seemed a little boring. I hope it wasn't. Please R&R!!
~Kietah-chan ^_^