Unforeseen Attraction Chapter 5: The Longest Night Ever Part: 2, a kingdom hearts fanfic

Unforeseen Attraction

By: Kietah-chan

A/N: Thank you guys so much for the reviews! That cheered me up!!! Woot! Oh, and another thing, stupid ol' fanfiction booted my ficcy off the site cuz I "violated a requirement on the upload page" or something . . . so that's where all my reviews disappeared off to. I was so pissed when I found out, so I had to upload the ENTIRE fic again!! Grr!!! Oh well, I'm just glad its back on track!! Woo! Well, I know I left y'all in some major suspense, so I'm gonna satisfy you guys by updating ASAP!

::random audience gasps::

I know, I know, it's not like me to not procrastinate! LOL. I do that ALL THE TIME on school projects . . .it drives teachers INSANE! Well, my friend Fa-Talony practically wrote out the plot for this chappie (literally! ::holds up piece of paper with scribbled handwriting on it:) So compliment her for the idea, and me for stringing it together! YEA!

Well, without further ado, here ya go!

Disclaimer: Meh. I don't own it, OKAY?!!? Geez . . . .::walks off with Sora wrapped up in chains:: Shh . . .

Ch.5: The Longest Night Ever—Part: 2

Kairi's POV:

The warm evening breeze blew through my hair as I sat on the forlorn beach at night, all alone. Somebody came up behind me and wrapped their arms around my shoulders, taking my by surprise. I looked up slowly and saw that it was Riku. I smiled at him, and him to me. My heart didn't melt, but I could hear it pounding faster and faster inside of my chest as he leaned down closer to me . . .

I woke with a start and realized . . .I was dreaming. Idiot dreams. When my eyes slowly slid into focus, I saw that Sora was still sleeping nearby on the floor, his position changed from the last time I saw him. I tried to sit up, but my head gave a throb, I'm guessing from leaning it against the hard wall for about 3 hours. My hands were cold and clammy and I squeezed them tight to produce some warmth.

I didn't have a clock in the closet, for obvious reasons, but I guessed it to be around 3:30 or so in the morning. That only meant one thing: I was 2.5 hours closer to when I should "wake up" and go to school. The idea never struck me before that I still had to somehow get to school!! I just thought on and on about this stupid situation and didn't notice that tomorrow was a school day and that I would somehow have to get past my mother with this half-dead body in my closet!

Before I started to panic, a very soft and weak coughing sound came to my attention. He was waking up. Sora rolled onto his side, but immediately rolled back onto his back because of his poor stomach. After a few groans of pain, his eyes started to slowly open to reveal those annoying beautiful eyes of his. I wanted to grab his eyelids and pull them back over those glowing orbs, but I seemed frozen on the spot. That's what I hated about them: they always made me freeze in my tracks and lose all of the words that I was going to say.

For a moment or two, he just stared blankly at my high ceiling with one light bulb with a string attached to it, which almost made me think that he was blind and didn't notice the bright light shining in his eyes. But, after a bit, he slowly took his eyes away from my ceiling and fixed them on (guess who) me.

I didn't look away, even though my mind was continuously ordering me to. I just stared at him, like a deer caught in car headlights, screaming on the inside. I took the time to notice what he now looked like from what he seemed to be previously. It looked like most of the blood had dried up around his face, leaving it caked onto his delicate features. His hair that was originally light brown now took on the appearance of being auburn from all of the blood still hiding inside of his locks. He gave me the impression of being some kind of zombie from a cheesy horror flick and I almost smiled, but stopped myself before I did. It wouldn't really fit in with the mood we were going through then.

I thought he was going to say something to me at least, but to no avail. He seemed to just enjoy staring at me like babies do when they have nothing else to do. I finally tore my eyes away from his, which pleased my mind and ceased its' ongoing screaming. I felt bad about doing so, though, I felt like I didn't want to look at him and maybe I gave him the impression of that, because when I looked back around, his eyes were closed again. I sighed quietly to myself and tried to busy my mind with ideas for what I could do in the morning about school and all.

After a while, I came up with a plan. I would go into my bed around 5:50 and lay there for a bit, pretending to be asleep. Then, I'll turn off my alarm so my mom would come into my room and see what was up with me. I would tell her that I felt like shit and I couldn't go to school that day. Hopefully she would believe me and I would be okay. Then, when she leaves for work, I'll tend to Sora and crap like that. I hope that will work, because I couldn't think of anything else that would be believable. My mom was hard to convince sometimes.

I moved over to where Sora lay and stared at his face, now happy that his eyes weren't open. I found it ironic that I couldn't look at him when he was staring at me, but now, with his eyes closed, he was completely unaware that I was looking at him the same way. His face was more relaxed than what it used to be, which lightened my heart a small bit. He still had that same pained look set on his expression, though that seemed to refuse to go away no matter how he felt. I wanted to somehow make it go away, but it was nearly impossible and that it would have to go away on its' own.

As I watched him sleep, I started to wonder what he was dreaming. Was he dreaming of a better place and that he was back in school and that none of this ever happened? That's what I wish would happen . . .but something seemed to fit into the puzzle of life with this situation. I just wish I knew what the hell it was. Maybe Sora was dreaming of me . . .

I don't care. Why am I worrying about what this boy is dreaming of? Who cares if it's about me?! I don't. But that nagging feeling kept creeping back into my confused and jumbled up mind of I wanted to know. I could never find out unless I asked him, which I really didn't want to do. That would be silly. What would I say? Something like: "Hey, Sora, were you dreaming about me?" That's so stupid. He would think I was insane or something. Maybe I am . . .but right now it was hard to tell, because it seemed like everyone was insane.

Something struck me internally in my head that made me want to scream. It was the most random and unthinkable thought I could possibly think at this time and moment. I covered my mouth with both hands to make sure that the vile sentence would not slip between my tongue and teeth and spill out for human ears to hear. I slowly backed up against the wall with my hands still clamped over my mouth and I tried to clear my mind of the evil thought, but the phrase multiplied until I couldn't think of anything else except of it.

'I love you . . .'

I closed my eyes and tried not to think of the thought that was trying so desperately to push through my mouth so it could ring out for him to hear. No! I do not love him! I do not love Sora! Why am I thinking this?! What made me think of that?! Definitely not my mind . . .it seemed so out-of-the-blue to be from my thoughts. Why would I say that? I don't love this boy, what makes me think that?!

. . .I don't . . .right?

I shook my head in despair and let my hands fall from my mouth. I was breathing heavily and I felt like I had just run a marathon. Never before in my life had I struggled to keep a simple little phrase from escaping from my mouth into the open. I never wanted to deal with that feeling again, and for now, it seemed to be over with.

My eyes traveled back over to the sleeping teen that didn't seem to be aware of any of the circumstances that were occurring in my mind. Of course he didn't understand! He can't read my thoughts! I reached a hand out over to him and felt his forehead. Sure, his temperature had gone down, but he still felt warm. His pulse was good and so was his breathing, so it wasn't like he was dying or anything . . .nothing to freak out about.

I leaned my head back against the wall again and slowly closed my eyes blotting out the vision in front of me. I smiled weakly, for a reason I did not know. This was not a time to be smiling. But I seemed so happy at that moment, maybe it was because he was there. But why does that make me feel so happy inside? I act like I love him or something. I don't . . .

Soon, sleep overtook my tired and exhausted body.

Tap Tap Tap

I rolled over onto my side and squeezed my eyes shut, trying to hold onto a beautiful dream I was seeing in my head. It was of Riku again . . .

Tap Tap Tap

My eyes snapped open and my closet came into view in a blurry sort of way from sleeping. I glanced over at Sora----still sleeping. Where was that sound coming from? Maybe it's my cat at the window seeing some squirrel or something.

Tap Tap Tap!

I got up painfully, because I was very stiff from lying in an odd position on the closet floor for a few hours and opened my door. It was completely dark in my room except for the last few beams of moonlight coming in from my window and onto the floor before dawn arose. I stepped into a patch of soft moonlight and squinted over at my window. I didn't see my cat.

Tap Tap Tap!!

I slowly walked over to my window and pressed my hand on the warm glass. I peered outside, but it was hard to see in the dark. Out of what seemed to be nowhere, a face suddenly pressed up against the outside glass pane. I jumped backwards in alarm and made sure not to cry out. After a few seconds, I realized who it was.

Aqua eyes shone mysteriously behind a few strands of forlorn silver tresses as he looked in at me. When he saw that he had caught my attention, he smiled in a flirtatious way. My heart pounded steadily inside of my chest. He motioned silently with his free hand that wasn't holding onto my windowsill to open the window and let him in.

I stood where I was for a moment, thinking about what I should do. If I let Riku in . . .he could find make a lot of noise, wake up my mom, and ruin every possible thing. But . . .I want to be alone with him tonight . . .I like him so much . . .

I decided to let him in. I quietly turned the iron latch on my window and pushed open the panes that swung out like doors. Riku gratefully swung his legs inside the window and slid in. The cool breeze swept over me as I quickly closed the window, shutting off the air for a moment. Once I had latched it safely, I turned to look at Riku who was smiling at me again in the same way. I smiled back at him. Damn . . .i'm too much of a flirt. But he's so hot.

In the midst of all of our smiling, I realized SHIT!! The closet door is still open!!!!! I had to close it before Riku could even LOOK inside the door and know everything in a matter of seconds. Oh God . . .

I sidestepped my way past Riku who followed my every move with his eyes, giving me a strange look all the same too. I couldn't blame him . . .I looked like I was hiding something. I slowly backed up against my closet door and pushed my back on it until it closed with a click. I leaned up against the door and tried to look as normal and relaxed as possible while hiding something so strange. Riku still continued to give me that strange look, and was about to say something when I cut him off.

"SO . . .what are you doing here tonight? Isn't it late?" I asked him all-too casually and glanced over at my digital alarm clock with glowing green numbers saying 3:25 in the morning. Riku averted his eyes to the floor in what for a second I thought was embarrassment. Riku? Embarrassed? Ha! That is too weird to be true!

"Well, I just really needed to talk to you . . ." He whispered in a low tone, which surprised me a bit. He actually was caring to not wake up my mother. His head was still facing down and I couldn't see his eyes because his silver hair had fallen in front of them. I remained silent and still pressed against the door, waiting for him to continue.

"Will you listen to me?"

"Sure."

There was a moment of silence between us two and for a second, I felt like this really wasn't Riku. He just seemed so different than his normal flirtatious and bragging self. He lifted his head up and I finally saw his eyes. They were shining so beautifully in the patch of moonlight he was standing in, and it made him look like he was a ghost or something in a child's dream. I continued to stare at him, still waiting for what was so important he had to tell me that couldn't wait until I saw him tomorrow in school (even though I wasn't going to go).

Thump Thump

Was that my heart I was hearing? It seemed so loud. I was getting nervous . . .what is he going to say? Why is he taking so long just to tell me something?

"Kairi . . ."

Thump Thump

Riku took a step closer to me, so he was now about 3 feet away from me. I didn't move away; I couldn't, I pressed up against the stupid closet door. His eyes were burning into mine and I could practically feel the heat from our stare flaming inside of my chest. I wanted to look away, but his beautiful eyes captivated me.

Thump Thump

"I think I . . ."

Thump Thump

" . . .love you . . ."

Thump Thump

He was getting closer to me. I couldn't move, nor could I breathe. I was glued to the spot and could hear the pounding of my heart growing faster and faster and louder and louder until I wanted to scream.

Thump Thump

Riku's hand slid onto the side of my face and he gently caressed my chin in the palm of his hand. I couldn't do anything!!

Thump Thump

I noticed something now. My eyes shifted over to his left eye and I saw a black ring started to form around it like a black eye or something. I saw the puffy red patch under his eye . . .

Thump Thump

He leaned down close to my face. So close, I could feel his warm breath on my cheek for the shortest moment as he closed his eyes. I felt the heat rising in my face as he moved in closer and closer.

Thump Thump

Warm lips pressed gently on mine and I didn't know what to do. He still had his hand on my right cheek. I closed my eyes, only to concentrate on what I was all seeing. His black eye . . .the strange smell of . . .blood?

Thump . . .

"YOU BASTARD!!!" I screamed shrilly as I shoved him away from me as quickly as possible. I didn't care if my mother heard me—heck, I didn't care if the whole NEIGHBORHOOD heard me! The look on Riku's face was priceless. He was so stunned and shocked at the same time: his eyes were wide and he resembled what he had looked like yesterday on the path from school.

I was panting heavily and glaring with all of my might at the teenage boy in front of me: the one who I had crushed on for years. He had finally done the thing I had been wishing for countless nights and here I am, shoving him away onto my bedroom floor. Part of me wanted to tackle him and kill him, but the other half wanted to kiss him the way it was supposed to be. God! I don't know if I want to kill you or kiss you! (A/N: HA! A "Kill Me, Kiss Me" line! Woo!)

"How could you . . .?" I growled at him through clenched teeth. I was seething all over and I felt some angry tears welling up in my eyes, but I wasn't concentrating on that right now. I was too focused on getting answers to the 45,378 questions zooming through my head.

Riku looked like he was lost of words completely which did not satisfy me . . .I wanted him to explain everything! He is just sitting there like an idiot when a life-or-death answer was at stake! Does he not realize what I am talking about? Is he that oblivious?!

"Kairi? What are you thinking? What—"

"NO! What were YOU thinking?!!?" I yelled at him in frustration, the tears now started to fall from my eyes and onto the carpeted floor. Riku stared at me open-mouthed for a few more seconds, then seemed to regain his dignity and stand to his feet. Now, I wasn't looming over him asking for answers, he was now looming over me for answers.

"I already told you, Kairi. I love you! I thought you said that you were listenin—"

"WHY DID YOU PULVERIZE SORA?!!?!?!" I screamed full out at him. I knew my mom was now being able to hear everything and was probably coming out to see what was going on, but I still had time for answers. Riku's blank and confused expression quickly turned to anger like a crack of a whip. This new mien startled me for a second, but I held in my emotions, except for the few stray tears still running down my face.

"The brat had it coming to him! He was always in my way when it came to you!" Riku shouted back at me, fury rising in those aquamarine eyes of his. He closed them for the briefest moment, then opened them wide in full anger. "Don't you see?! HE'S IN LOVE WITH YOU!!"

The last sentence was apparently supposed to have some sort of effect on me, and I think it did, but my attention dropped away immediately when I heard footsteps outside of my door. I hurried over to where Riku was standing and started pushing him towards my window. He looked a little angry and confused about why this 16 year-old girl who was much smaller and apparently weaker than himself was pushing him to the window without so much of an explanation. I reached the window, undid the lock and unceremoniously pushed Riku out onto my roof.

"Go home!" I whispered at him from inside of my room and closed the panes and locked it again. I didn't look to see if he was leaving, I immediately grabbed my T.V remote, flopped on my bed, turned it on, and started flipping through channels. The bedroom door opened.

"Kairi! What is going on in here?! I heard somebody shouting!" My mother asked me in a concerned and panicked voice. When she saw me lying on my bed casually and flipping through the channels on my television, she seemed to ease a bit.

"I was watching a soap opera on T.V . . ." I lied smoothly. I continued to slip through the stations, occasionally stopping on one to prove my point. "Sorry . . .was it too loud?"

My mother adjusted her blue robe and squinted over at my alarm clock. "Honey, it's 4:00 in the morning! You have school tomorrow—er, today! You need sleep or you'll get sick!" she started to nag like she usually did.

"I couldn't go to sleep . . ." I told her in a tone making me sound pitiful. My mom gave me a disapproving look, but I knew she didn't know I was lying. I was so good at that.

"Fine, fine, just turn off your T.V and go to sleep, dear! Goodnight . . ." she came over and kissed my forehead lightly. For a moment, I thought she was going to smell Sora's blood, but she obviously didn't, for she strolled on out of my room and closed my door.

I clicked off my T.V and rolled off of my bed and to my feet. I staggered over to my closet and opened the door. Sora was sitting up from where he was lying, looking very confused. I kneeled down near him and waited for the tsunami of questions he was going to ask, but he only asked one question:

"That was Riku, wasn't it?" he asked in a sort of monotone which freaked me out. I could detect some anger also beneath his hoarse voice. I couldn't blame him . . .Riku was the one who caused all of this. I would probably want to kill him . . .I wonder if Sora wants to do that now?

"Yea . . .what he did was horrible . . .I'm so sorry . . ." I whispered hastily to him, looking down at the carpet and pulling at a stray piece sticking up from the rest. Sora chuckled in a dry sort of way that ended in a cough. I looked up worriedly . . .he shouldn't laugh with two broken ribs and a swollen stomach! But there he was . . .laughing as if he was 99 okay.

"Why are you apologizing?! You had nothing to do with it!" Sora exclaimed while smiling. He's talking better, which means that the pain had gone down and he is able to endure it. That's a good sign. I didn't know whether to smile back to hang my head in shame or something.

"I did have something to do with this all . . .I was the reason for your fight . . .I got you in this mess . . .and because of me . . ." I broke off for a second and looked him straight in the eyes.

" . . .You're in pain . . ."

"You are not the reason I am in pain . . .my own stubbornness is what caused this. You were just the tinder that lit the fire" He told me sternly. He made it sound like this whole incident was nothing at all. He made it seem as if it were a small bug that he can just brush away and carry on with his life.

"Listen to me . . ."

I wouldn't . . .

" . . .Don't cry . . ."

I couldn't stop.

"Everything is okay now . . ."

It wasn't.

The tears were once again rolling down my face uncontrollably. Sora was trying to comfort me, but it wasn't helping. I just felt so horrible that I was the "tinder that started the fire". I was so sick of being in the middle of everything! I'm causing people pain and devastation left and right and I'm not even trying it!

A cold hand grasped mine loosely and I looked up. I met Sora's bright blue eyes and it made me only want to turn away again. I wanted him to let go . . .

"Please . . .let go . . ." I whispered through my tears, but I wouldn't let my hand slip from his. Sora did not pull his hand away; he only grasped it tighter. I wanted to pull away, but his eyes were so fixed on mine in a serious way.

"Why . . .why are you doing this . . .?" I asked him weakly. Sora still continued to stare at me with that stern look. He reached his other hand out and grazed my tear-soaked cheek lightly. He pulled me close to him and softly laid his lips on my forehead. This gesture seemed like one of a father and daughter . . .it was so . . .

He pulled away and finally let go of my hand. Now, I wanted him to keep holding onto it. He shifted in his position and lay back down on the ground. He smiled at me one last time and then closed his eyes without a word. It all seemed awkward to me . . .how he just kisses my forehead and then falls back to sleep.

I, too, leaned back against my original wall and tried to close my eyes. This night had lasted forever and it seemed to be finally drawing to a close. In the morning, I will play sick and stay with Sora all day . . .just to make sure he was okay. The longest night ever was finally over . . .

. . . let the world rest without interruption . . .

A/N: YAY! Sorry it took me a while to update! I was being lazy and I kept coming up with writers' block for this chappie cuz it didn't follow exactly what I originally wrote out to happen. And, also, the whole stupid booting of my fic thing, too. Grr . . .Oh well, things even out.

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