-Chapter 3
-Shattering Mirrors and Trickling Blood
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-IS KAIRI A THREAT? O.O Well not really….BUT to Sora she is……..
-LovelessRitsuka
Sora likes reggaeton, who would've thought?
A content silver haired boy watched in amusement as the young brunette tried to sing along with the Latinos on T.V.
Of course, he was failing miserably…but it was still rather entertaining to watch the adorable brunette try his hardest to sing along.
"Esa nena cuando baila me vuelve loco bailando el dembou!"
Riku grinned as Sora brought his fist up in triumphant as he managed to get a full line of words right in Spanish.
The elder clapped, making the brunette's cheeks turn a light pink.
"Well you two look like you're having fun!"
The startled couple turned around to find a tall young looking silver haired woman smirking down at the two from just behind the couch, a bag of groceries in her arms.
"Hey Shizuma, need help with the groceries?" Riku asked, noticing the bag.
Shizuma shook her head, facing Sora as she grinned down at the smiling boy, startling jade eyes twinkling, "Hey there Sora-kun!"
Sora smiled back, "Hello Hanazono-sama! Me and Ri-chan were just watching T.V."
The woman shook her head, "Sora-kun! Don't call me that it makes me feel SOOO old! Shizuma's fine!"
Sora raised an eyebrow, Riku's mom looked AND acted very young even though she was already in her forties, nonetheless, the brunette nodded at his boyfriend's overdramatic mother before turning back to the T.V.
The older woman's footsteps could be heard as she headed to the kitchen.
"Hey Sora….are you sure that was the wrong number on the phone?"
Riku turned to his boyfriend, who smiled sweetly back at him.
Of course, Sora wasn't exactly smiling on the inside.
'What do I say now? He's suspicious of me? Shouldn't he trust me? I am HIS boyfriend! Ugh, well he does have a lot of fangirls...hmmm…there's an idea.'
Sora pouted, "Actually Ri-chan, I think it was one of your fangirls from school, she tried lying to me by saying she was your penpal….," Sora stopped as he watched his boyfriend's eyes widened.
"Ri-cha-Sora, what was her name?" Riku cut Sora off, his eyes alert.
Sora's gleamed with suspicion, "Kusunagi Kairi…WHY?"
Riku frowned, "Damn! Sora, she really IS my penpal! You should've told me it was her."
The silver haired boy looked and was quite disappointed at the incident…so much that he didn't notice the anger in the brunette's wide blue eyes.
His head hung low as he faced the floor, 'damn…what's Kairi-chan gonna think of me now? She said she might be coming'
Suddenly, he felt the couch move slightly.
Riku looked up to find his boyfriend standing, his back turned to the silver haired boy.
Aquamarine eyes gazed at the brunette's back, looking rather surprised, "Sora?"
The brunette began walking away, the elder boy noticing there was something wrong with his posture as he moved.
Riku, who was still in shock spoke once more as Sora stopped in front of the front door, his hand holding the doorknob tightly, "Sora…it's okay, I'm not THAT mad! Why…are yo- Ri-chan!"
Riku stopped as Sora spoke his name in a cheerful voice. The brunette turned, giving his boyfriend a close eyed smile, "I just remembered Mom wanted me home by nine! I have to go; I'll call you later kay?"
Without waiting for a response, the brunette opened the door, and stepped out closing the door behind him.
Riku sat there, stunned and silent. Oblivious to the sounds of his mother cooking, and the music emanating from the T.V. screen as two Latin men sang while surrounded by beautiful smiling women, he turned to look at the his family's wooden grandfather clock.
It was only six o' clock.
The brunette stood outside of his boyfriend's house, brown hair covering his eyes.
'Kusunagi Kairi'
The girl's name rang in the boy's ears, as he began running.
Running from the place he would one day like to call his home, his hands covering his ears in a feeble attempt to make the voice stop.
"Stop…stop….please stop!" Sora muttered harshly to himself as he ran to his house.
After about a few minutes, the tired boy stopped.
Panting and with his hands on his knees, the voice stopped. The annoying high pitched female voice of the Kusunagi girl who had wrecked his time with Riku.
He stared forward, seeing the endless rows of houses, his own in the distance.
Putting all his energy in to his last run, he ran to the Kasami house, nearly dropping from exhaustion.
He dragged himself up the creaking stairs his parents had never gotten fixed, and pulled on the tall bronze handle, letting himself inside.
It was inhumanly dark inside, seeing as to how all the curtains were firmly placed in front of the windows, the dark emerald color refusing to let the remaining sunlight pass through.
The young brunette was accustomed to this of course, ever since he was little, his parents were hardly ever home.
Parties, cruises and trips to foreign countries, things his parents liked to call 'business trips' even when their son knew, the only business they ever did was in bed.
Well, not really.
Eiri and Seiya Kasami did work…although all they did in their spare time was never once wasted on their 'precious' son.
"No, our precious son has everything he will ever want. We love him dearly, it really is a shame we can't be around more often."
A seven year old brunette watched a beautiful woman with bright blue eyes and golden hair say to an eager looking reporter on T.V.
The tall brunette beside her nodded, spiky hair hiding his eyes as he listened to his wife talk.
"Sora dear! We lov-" A click was heard, and the people on T.V. faded into a smooth black reflection.
The seven year old placed the remote back on to the glimmering wooden coffee table, blue eyes hollow as he turned and left the dark room.
Sora, now fifteen, trudged up the grand staircase, walking until he turned a corner and walked in to the hall bathroom.
Closing the door behind him, and making sure to lock it as well. The light was off, but a small fragment of light could pass through the silky slightly transparent red curtains.
Just enough to outline where was what in the large bathroom.
The brunette stepped towards the tall, gold rimmed, life size mirror and gazed into it.
Turning around, he picked up a shampoo bottle from the counter, and gazed once more at the mirror.
SMASH
A ear-splitting sound followed as the shampoo bottle hit the mirror, shattering it all over the beige marble tiles, and a few flying in Sora's skin.
The brunette paid no mind to the stinging of the glass as he gazed down at the glass shards.
His face reflected in them, still working perfectly, no matter how broken it truly was.
He watched as a trickle of red liquid fell from his cheek and towards his lips.
Still staring at his reflection, he licked it tentatively, feeling the metallic taste in his mouth.
Blue eyes glowing in the dark, a smirk on his lips as he whispered to himself...
"She will pay."
"Riku! Dinner time!"
A yell was heard from the kitchen as Riku lifted himself from the couch, his stomach begging for food.
Shizuma had set the table, as she always did, and sat down gracefully in her usually seat as Riku sat in his.
The woman raised an eyebrow, "Sora left early? Is everything alright, he almost never leaves early?"
The silver haired boy took a drink from his glass, and shrugged, "His mom said she wanted him back soon."
"Oh I see," she replied, scooping some mashed potatoes on her plate.
Riku stared at his plate, so clean he could see his reflection, one that didn't reflect his feelings.
I hope Sora's okay
-Alrighty! I promise longer chappies in the future, although I think this is my last update until my hiatus is over.
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-Next Chapter….we take a ride on the insane train.