By: K-c
A/N: Hi, everyone! Guess what! Now that I have finally finished chappie 7 . . .Ari, Fa-Talony and I all planned out this fic to chappie 16! Woo! This will be my longest fic ever:dances: I'm soooo grateful for you people who have stuck with this fic:teary eyes: I love you guys so much! My goal for this fic is to receive 100 reviews! I hope you guys will help me with that! And, like I promised, this one will have WAY MORE ACTION! Are you ready? You better be cuz HERE YA GO!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this fic, which I hope to someday be some sort of animator . . .doubt it though . . .I'll probably be the singer on all of the soundtracks:sings horribly off-key: uhh . . .like I said . . .PROBABLY . . .
Ch. 8: Sweet and Terrible RevengeKairi's POV:
"Dammit!" I muttered under my breath irritably as I fell for the third time since I had jumped out of my window. I wasn't paying too much attention to where I was running, I was just blindly stumbling about; looking and listening for any signs of disrupt. So far, the only thing I saw was the continuous flash of dark dirt underneath my booted feet and I could only hear the continuous pounding of my heart as I exerted myself to run faster and faster.
An owl's hoot sounded from above me, which surprised me. I didn't know that I could hear other things over my heart . . .it seemed so loud that the whole neighborhood could hear it in their sleep. Finally, I slowed myself to a stop and felt my feet throb with gratitude. These boots weren't made for running full-long distances in, and now I was regretting that I slipped these on.
I rested my hands on my knees and panted heavily, trying to regain my lost breath. After my heart rate had returned to its normal pace, I started to worry about where Sora could possibly be. He promised me that he wouldn't go and get himself hurt again . . .I hoped that he wasn't breaking his promise even though I had a funny feeling that he was. This only made me even more furious at him. I stomped my foot angrily on the ground and cursed as the pain throbbed up my leg. Maybe this run in the night was for nothing . . .he could have just left for his house and didn't bother to wake me . . .but no . . .that didn't seem right. Sora was so set on getting revenge for what Riku did to him that seeking him out for a brawl seemed to be the only reasonable action in his eyes.
The sudden change of wind caught my attention as it blew through and around me, causing my legs to go numb. These spring nights at this area are always so chilly. I lifted my head up and stared around me. Darkness engulfed every which way I looked and I felt suffocated by it. I felt like if I were to close my eyes . . .I would be eaten alive by all sorts of hauntings . . .
Crash!
My head immediately snapped in the direction from where the sound came from. I squinted around in desperation to see any signs of movement. I didn't see any, but then I heard a muffled shout coming from far away. I couldn't make out what it was saying, but I recognized the voice from anywhere . . .Riku . . .It was Riku! I knew where he lived so I started to cut through the woods from the path in the direction of his house. Twigs scraped my legs and I must have tripped about 20 times until I reached the edge of the patch of woods from which I had blindly ran through, just trying to stop any fighting that I knew was going on. Riku's house appeared in front of me and I saw a light shining from inside of his garage and shadows moving around, too. I stumbled over to his garage and to the window along the side of it next to the door to the back of his house.
I pressed my hands up against the cool glass and peered inside the foggy window to see what was going on inside. At first, I couldn't make out anything at all, but then a shadow passed in front of the window and I recognized his outline at once—it was Riku. His shadow moved out of my sight, but I suddenly saw another join him and, what looked like, knocked him to the ground. Another shout rang through the area, but this time, it was from Sora. I wanted to run inside, but my legs were not moving. They felt like they were cemented to the ground I was standing on, and no matter how much I urged myself to break up the fight, they wouldn't move.
"TELL ME!"I heard Sora shout at the top of his lungs. I heard a muffled sound and I couldn't figure out what Riku was saying, but it obviously wasn't what Sora wanted to hear, because next thing I heard was a slam and breaking glass. There was silence, as I stood in horror, unable to see what was happening inside. My feet started to regain some life in them when I heard a groan of pain that I think escaped the lips of Riku.
I broke off into a run to the door nearby and flung it open as quickly as I could and the light from within spilled all over me. The overhead lamp was swinging dangerously; casting shadows over the walls and broken glass scattered the floor. Boxes were knocked over and tables overturned; their contents lying on the floor along with everything else. I scanned the room briefly before my eyes settled upon Sora and Riku who were nearby. Sora had Riku pinned up against the wall with a hammer in his left hand and his right hand pressing hard into Riku's shoulder. Riku looked frightened and badly beaten: His head was bleeding and his lip bloody. He also held his arm in a funny way.
"SORA!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, trying to stop him from smashing Riku over the head with the hammer. Sora spun around to face me and I saw the blood from a nosebleed running down his chin and on his shirt. His shirtsleeve was also ripped and I saw a gash hiding underneath. His expression seemed to waver between full fury and surprise as he looked at me; the hammer still raised in his hand. Riku saw this moment of vulnerability as an advantage so he knocked Sora in the head with a piece of wood resting up against the wall before I could warn him. Sora fell to the ground quickly. When Riku straightened back up, I saw a red smear on the wood's edge. This place was full of all sorts of "weapons" because of the workshop inside. They could get killed . . .
"Get out of here, Kairi,"
"NO! YOU'LL KILL EACH OTHER!"
"THIS IS A FIGHT BETWEEN SORA AND I, DON'T TRY TO GET INVOLVED!"
"I WON'T LEAVE!"
Riku scowled at me and I knew I had pissed him off. I set my face in a very determined expression and would not move my feet, partly because I had lost the feeling in them and also I would never leave these two to kill each other. Sora groaned in pain and started to rise to his feet. Riku prepared to send another blow to his head when I ran up and grabbed the board in my hands over my head. I glared at him and he did to me.
"Let go!" He yelled at me, trying to shake me off of the board. I wouldn't move and tried not to be pushed away, but it was hard not to. Riku suddenly thrust the board so hard to the right that I was flung to the side and landed painfully on the cement floor. A sharp jab pierced my right thigh and I moved over to see a sharp and pointy piece of glass sticking halfway out of my skin. The blood started to run down my skin and onto the floor. I ripped it out with a small cry and hurled it across the room. My shoulder was throbbing with ceaseless pain from the fall, but I stood up to face Riku nonetheless.
Fury bubbled up inside of me and I suddenly had the urge to throw myself at him and rip him to shreds. I ran at him and caught him by surprise, knocking him to the ground. I heard Sora shouting my name and I felt his strong hands grabbing me at the arm to pull me off of him, but I wouldn't get away. I threw two punches at Riku's beautiful face, but then his shocked surprise seemed to have worn off, because he grabbed my fist and twisted my wrist. I cried out a little from the pain searing through my arm, but I still did not move away from him. The next thing I knew, I was tossed aside easily by my arm and, once again, landed on the ground.
It took me a little longer to stand up again, but I saw with my eyes Sora and Riku facing each other. I could see some longing in Sora's eyes to go and comfort me. I did not need comfort . . .not from him . . .I never did . . .nor will I ever . . .Sora kicked Riku in the shin and as Riku bent over, his next kick knocked him straight in the head. Riku was thrown to the floor and Sora smiled.
"How does it feel?"
Riku staggered back to his feet, another fresh cut scraped along his cheek from a shard of glass. The blood trickled down his skin and left droplets and pools of crimson on the dirty floor. I saw the pain shining in his eyes even though he acted as if he felt nothing at all. His outer shell is so impenetrable that even after blow after blow, he still stands back up with no emotion visible to the unseeing eye. I saw, though, as I lay in a crumpled heap on the cement, the torture behind his stunning eyes and how he wished to just fall over and end this. He did not, although, he just stood there staring at Sora like there was nothing screaming inside of him at all.
" . . .Riku . . ." I croaked out a whisper to him. He glanced over at me and I saw the fury glaring at full-blast back at me. He hated me . . .now Riku hated me . . .and he probably thought that I hated him too . . .
His hand reached over to the working bench where all sorts of tools lay scattered and he rested upon a steel cutting knife with a red handle. I saw his grip tighten over the weapon and his knuckles turn white. Sora's eyes traveled over to what he was holding, but it was too late. Riku charged at Sora at full speed and knocked him over. Riku had his back to me and I couldn't see what he was doing to Sora, but I heard a loud cry of pain the next second. Despite my injured body, I leapt to my feet and hurried over to where Riku had pinned down Sora and slashed his cheek on the same one that Riku was cut with the glass. I tried to push Riku away, but I had pushed on his right arm . . .the one he was holding the knife in.
A sharp sting ran through the muscles on my chest and as I staggered backwards, I saw droplets of scarlet fly away from my body. The warm liquid trickled down my collarbone and ran into my shirt. My white uniformtop immediately was stained dark red from the continuous blood. Tears welled up inside of my eyes from the pain and I squeezed them shut tightly and took in deep breaths even though the pain was unimaginable.
After I had forced myself to swallow the pain, I turned back around to face Riku who was punching Sora with the knife still in his hand. Sora's face was growing white and the amount of blood on his face made it look scarlet. I sprinted as quickly over to where they were and shoved with all my remaining might at Riku and I managed to push him away. I landed on top of him again and grabbed the knife from his hand before I could think straight. Then, using my other hand to pin down his shoulder, I pressed the tip of the knife into the soft flesh of his neck until I saw a small stream of crimson. My mind was numb and I felt so bloodthirsty to kill him . . .
IN KAIRI'S ROOM . . .
Normal POV:
"Ugh . . .why does she have her alarm set at this hour?" The woman with long and curly red hair mumbled to herself as she rolled over on her side to get out of bed. The little beeping coming from her daughter's room was driving her crazy and she couldn't take it anymore. With great effort, she somehow managed to hoist herself out of her slumber and trudge over to the bedroom down the hall from hers'. As she neared the door, the beeping grew louder and she slowly pushed open the door.
In the darkness of the room, she saw clearly the glowing green numbers on Kairi's alarm clock. They were flashing 2:03 AM and the incessant beeping continued. She started to wonder why her daughter wasn't hearing this constant high-pitched sound. As she neared the side of her bed to holler at her for waking her up at this time of night, she noticed something. A cool breeze wafted over to her and pushed around her crimson hair. She glanced over at the window and saw that it was open . . .wide open . . .
There was no lump underneath the sheets where her daughter slept, nobody in the closet and the window was open. Fearing that somebody took her daughter away into the night, she hurried over to Kairi's cell phone charging on her nightstand. She quickly dialed with shaking hands 911 and waited for the person on the other side to pick up . . .
KAIRI'S POV:
"I'm gonna slash your throat if you don't tell me why you guys are even fighting, got that!" I shouted into his face. I saw some slight fear shine in his aquamarine eyes. I guess the real emotion shows when a knife is placed at your neck by a 16 year-old schoolgirl. (A/N: Just imagine that! She's wearing an innocent schoolgirl outfit and is holding a knife to someone's neck! Lol! Kinda scary . . .) He didn't say anything so I pressed the knife harder against his flesh. I heard a small whimper of pain escape from his lips.
"It's all Sora's . . ." he drifted off and swallowed heavily. That wasn't good enough. I needed to know the full reason.
"'All Sora's' what!" I demanded from him, the blood pounding and pulsing in my eardrums. I was so furious at him that I could just slash him right now . . .but . . .I also couldn't . . .
"HE'S THE ONE THAT LOVES YOU!" Riku shouted in desperation. It hit me like a truck. The pressure I was applying to his neck eased as I pulled back to slowly turn around to see Sora sitting in a slouched position, his left hand clutching his upper right arm. His expression was practically unreadable behind all of the pain and sorrow he felt. I didn't know if he was struck by Riku's words or not . . .were they true?
"SHUT UP! THAT'S NOT THE ONLY REASON YOU GUYS ARE KILLING EACH OTHER! WHAT ELSE SHOULD I KNOW?" I shrieked at him, pressing the tip of the knife harder into his skin again, fury driving me closer and closer to slashing the answers out of him. Riku whimpered yet again in pain and I felt no mercy. I was completely numb and I even seemed to have forgotten who I really was, too. I wasn't myself . . .it was like somebody else's emotions placed inside of me and I was just the puppet of their actions.
The sudden sound of faraway police sirens reached my ears. I didn't tear my eyes away from Riku, but in my mind, I was freaking out. There's nothing to worry about . . .it's probably some kind of robbery or something . . .how would anybody find out about this? Riku smirked underneath me and I read his expression. He was glad that we would get busted. He wanted to ruin my reputation forever . . .but his rep would also be trashed. . .Sora stood up from where he was slumped and limped over to me. His hand rested on my shoulder and I pulled away.
"We need to get out of here!" He ordered me sternly. I ignored him and tuned out his words. My mind was racing like crazy. Part of me was still longing to slice Riku's throat wide open, but the other half told me to run for my life and worry about this later. Sora once again tugged at my arm and actually attempted to take the knife away from me but I pushed him back. I need no distractions even though the sirens were growing louder and louder until I knew that they were right outside. That didn't stop me. When Riku tried to get up and push me away, I only dug the knife deeper into his throat. The shining metal of the blade reflected my own image and I saw the wild look stretched across my bloodied face. My pupils were dilated and my teeth bared menacingly. I almost did not recognize myself . . .who is this demon-like girl?
The door blew open in a quick movement and four officers barged into the small room, each equipped with a large gun. I saw Sora immediately put his hands up in the air out of the corner of my eye and an officer handcuff him behind his back. I would not move on my own will, but after about two officers yanked me away from Riku suddenly, I finally gave up. From the sudden force of my being pulled out and away from his neck, the blade left a small cut on histhroat and the blood began to run. Another officer grabbed Riku's hands and forced them behind his back while I was jerked around in the position as well.
What is wrong with me? Why am I acting like such a monster? This is not me . . .
"What can drive a schoolgirl to do something so horrible?" I heard my captor mutter under his breath to one of his assistants. I started to wonder the same thing . . .what drove me to do this? Hatred? Fear? Or was it just that I was only trying to protect somebody? Right then, I didn't know who I was trying to protect . . .my mind was pounding from fear of what was going to happen to me that I couldn't think straight.
My officer lead me out the door with my hands still bound in my metal restraints and into the cool night air. I was almost blinded by the flashing red and blue lights coming from on top of the patrol cars. This blissful night seemed to stare at me in awe for what I did. I entered this place clean and innocent and left as a blood covered criminal. I heard the faraway hoot of the same owl, only this time; it seemed to be disappointed in my deed. I felt the shame rise in my chest . . .I'm not the same anymore . . .I'm a monster . . .
He opened the back door to the car and ducked my head under and pushed me inside. My leg jammed into the side of the seat and I felt a strong sting of pain. I situated myself, however and sat up straight. I peered out the window beside me and saw Sora being shoved inside of another car and Riku just coming out of the building now. I couldn't make out any of their expressions, but I had a strong idea of what they were feeling: hatred and regret.
Tears started to well up in my eyes as I dwelled on the thought that I was the one who caused all of this. I keep hurting people . . .physically and mentally . . .Most of the time, I don't try it, but this time I deliberately did. The tears dried stiff on my face and dripped onto my jacket. I'm so sorry . . .why did I do this? What is wrong with me? What happened to me? My life is spinning out of control and is going down the shitter with every move I make. The idea that only two days ago I was a quiet academic only brought more tears to my already soaking eyes.
I've lost it . . .I've lost everything . . .
The car pulled away and was speeding down the road, me being jostled around uncomfortably in the back seat. The driver and I did not speak to one another only when he asked me where I lived. I told him my address but then the words choked inside of me. This is going to go on my permanent record . . .I'll probably never get a job, or anything else that I've worked so hard at to achieve . . .All of the wasted years of school and education for something like this to happen. I knew that the officer could hear my sobs, but he showed no mercy whatsoever. It's his job to deal with shit like me . . .
When my house came into sight, I knew that I would now have to face my mom's reaction. She would be furious at me . . .and disappointed all the same. I couldn't stand to see the shame of me being her daughter shining in her hazel eyes. I know that she would say that if my father could see me now . . .he'd move away from this place . . .But he's gone now . . .and I try to forget about the bastard. I hate how he hurt my mother and tore apart our family. I wouldn't care if he moved away . . .it wouldn't make a difference.
The car pulled to a stop in my driveway and the officer swung open his door and stepped around. He opened my door and helped me out (kind of) and lead me to my front door. I felt like I was walking down the road to hell. I knew what the horrible reaction my mother would have would be coming soon . . .and . . .only more sorrow for me . . .
I stood on the front step of the doorway as the officer with the dark black hair rang the doorbell and waited for a response. I could hear thundering footsteps coming towards the door and the next thing I knew, it was flung open and my mother was standing before us, her red hair in disarray and her eyes red with tears. I could see the pain she had gone through while I wasout reflecting in her eyes. I guess that she knew that I was gone afterall . . .maybe she was the one who called the police if she somehow found out that I wasn't in my room. The officer blabbed about something that I tuned out of, took off my handcuffs, and then my mother pulled me into a tight embrace. This wasn't quite the reaction I was expecting, but I was pretty sure that the real reprimanding would come after the police left.
I was pulled inside of my doorway and the officer left. After the door closed, my mom hugged me closer. I heard her sobbing into my shoulder. My soul was dead and I felt no emotion whatsoever . . .Here was my mother expressing all of the emotions that I wish I could show . . .and . . .what was I to do? I was stunned about what happened still and I couldn't breathe. The stinging from where the cuffs were once seemed to jeer at me, mocking my horrible act and the consequence. I wasn't expecting sadness to come out of my poor mother; I was expecting fury and hatred. She pulled away and looked into my eyes, her eyes all red and puffy from her incessant sobbing.
"Kairi . . .I was so worried you were kidnapped or something . . .but . . .I found out you were fighting!" she choked out in between sobs. The tears started to roll down her face again. "What has become of my child? I thought I raised you well! If only your father hadn't—"
"I DON'T CARE ABOUT HIM, ANYMORE!" I blurted out suddenly at the mention of him. My mother's eyes widened and her pupils dilated at my sudden outburst of anger. Some of the blood from my collarbone was smeared over my mother's white robe and I knew it would be there for a long time . . .constantly reminding me of this horrible night in March . . .
I broke free from my mother's grasp and bolted up the stairs to my room before she could say anything more. I burst through my door and slammed it shut. As soon as the loud click of my door sounded, I threw myself onto my bed and sobbed my heart out. The emotions that I had lost were flooding back into my body and I now couldn't control them.
What is wrong with me?
I've become something I'm not . . .
Oh God, let this just be a nightmare . . .
I had screwed up big with this one. I had done a thing that I never want to relive or have anyone else find out about. I know that my conscience would not allow me to act as if nothing ever happened when I go back to school tomorrow, but I can at least cover it up with a false grin. If anyone looked close enough, though, they would see that the twinkle in my eyes would be faded and gone. I could probably never regain that again . . .And to think that this all started with a silly little crush. It led to a bloody brawl between two guys and me stuck in the middle . . .then another battle of revenge when it all went wrong . . .Why does my life have to be like this? Why can't I just start over again and this could never happen? I could've let somebody else have Riku's heart . . .but . . .
Suteki da ne . . .?
I lifted my face out of my pillow and averted my attention to the still open window off to my right. A cool breeze blew in and dried my tears and lifted my short red hair off of my face. My collarbone had stopped bleeding by now . . .but the wind only made it sting even worse . . .it will probably leave me a mark that will remain with me forever . . .
Before I knew what I was doing, I stood up from my bed and walked over to my window. I needed to talk to somebody . . .I had to. I had all of these thoughts running through my head that I just needed to get them out. I took a deep breath and actually jumped full long out of my window. I landed so hard on the ground that I fell over onto my side. For a moment I thought that I had broken my ankle because I couldn't move . . .but I realized after a bit that I hadn't. I just wanted to lie there on the cold hard ground, my body aching all over and my bloodied uniform collecting dirt and dust. I started to cry again . . .but not sob . . .just the tears rolled out of my eyes but I had no emotion on my face or in my body.
Tsuki ga nijimu kagami oNagareta kokoro
Hoshi ga yurete koboreta,
Kakusenai namida . . .
Something made me stand back up again . . .and I started to walk slowly to nowhere in particular . . .just . . .down the path . . .I headed in the direction of Selphie's house, but my original plan did not lead me there. I decided to walk over there in my trance-like state and maybe she could help me. What would she say, though, when I show up at her house like this?
A quiet hoot sounded again from overhead of me and I caught a glimpse of it. It was a white owl, gliding gracefully just above the trees, beating its' wings; propelling itself forward. I wanted to run along with it, but my body ached and I couldn't move faster than a walk. It hooted again in asoothing sounding way and stayed directly above me the whole while I walked. It did not get ahead of me; it just circled around and around, waiting for me to catch up to it.
Selphie's house appeared up ahead in the distance and it lifted my spirits to see it. I knew that I would receive some help and love from my best friend there. I cracked a weak smile even though it hurt my lips and spilt them in two.
Sono kaoSotto furete
Asa ni tokeru,
Yume miru . . .
A/N: Woo! That was a very interesting chappie! Ok, I KNOW a lot of you will be pissed about how I made Kairi "evil" or stuff like that, but please don't be mean! I didn't make her "evil"; I just made her extremely pissed off! Now, if this chappie bothered you, nobody is stopping you from not reading it! It'll be your loss, though, cuz it only gets better!
Note to Readers: this is what the Japanese said throughout my chappie:
Suteki da ne . . .? Isn't it beautiful?
Tsuki ga nijimu kagami o My heart that had been
Nagareta kokoro In a moon-blurred mirror that flowed
Hoshi ga yurete, koboreta, Those stars that trembled and spilled,
Kakusenai namida . . . Cannot hide my tears . . .
Sono kao My dream of
Sotto furete Your face
Asa ni tokeru That I softly touch,
Yume miru . . . Melts in the morning . . .
So . . .yea. I threw that in just for effect. Lol. I was actually listening to the song "Suteki da ne" when I was writing that last part. So . . .yea.
Please don't criticize me for this chappie! Please keep on reading! Please forgive me R/K fans! And if you're wondering what the final pairing will be . . .don't ask me cuz I don't even know!Well, please please please please please please PLEASE RR!
K-c