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Chapter 2: Who the Cap Fit
Sora's P.O.V.
"What'd you say?" I asked, did she just say what I think she said? Am I in denial? She's sitting here crying in my room, eyes on me, they are shrieking for help. And I can't even remember what she said,
"Sora," She cries more and more, warm tears fall in her lap. I stare at the darkened circle on her jeans, and then lift my eyes up to hers. Her eyes are bleeding tears, she's screaming for help and I suddenly remember why.
"I was—" I pull her in close and save her from reliving the word again. I hold her so tight. She leans on me and starts crying again, hot tears soak my shirt. She clamped her hands around my back and dug her chin into my shoulder, so I just did the same and tightened my grip. She started chocking on air, and I was thinking at first that maybe I was holding her too tight.
But that couldn't be; she needed someone to be there for her. Hysterical, Kairi dug her fingers into my back and started crying louder and harder. When that happened my eyes started to sting, but I took a deep breath and grit my teeth. Everything had happened so fast. How could I possibly know what she was going through? I had to be strong for her. She had just lost everything. I wanted to ask questions but I couldn't right now. I had to be sure of myself. But still, even though I knew I needed to be strong and confident that everything would be okay, even though I knew I needed to do all of that for her, I still wondered; how could this happen?
'What's happening?'
How can I be this calm? What's wrong with me? My best friend has just gotten, she has just been… My eyes widen and I pull her away from my hold and take ahold of her sleeves. She had been wearing that sweater all day. Kairi has been trying to hold back her crying, and is just chocking on air now. When I grab her sleeves she gasps again and I scrunch them back. Kairi winces. There are bruises all over her arms, I move my eyes up to hers.
I know that she needs someone to comfort her, that she doesn't want to talk about it or try and remember it… But she has to explain it soon otherwise she'll forget.
"Kai," I say as calmly as I can, "Who did this?" She shakes her head, I am still sitting across from her holding her palms. Her eyes are fixed on the floorboards. I'm still waiting for an answer, "I don't remember." Her voice is small and weak; that must be how she is feeling. She has calmed down a bit, she's gasping for air still, it sounds like the hiccups actually. I lean back and still stare into her eyes which seem out of focus.
"You don't remember who did it? Anything?" A look of disgust crosses my face. My sadness shifts into anger.
"No…" A series of shaky breaths take place. I understand. It's like when someone is put into any kind of stressful situation, their fist instinct is to worry about themselves. Not to focus on the person's structure, hair color, height, clothing. I am thinking to myself, how can a person do such a disgusting thing; sick son of a bitch! Kairi ripped her hands away from mine and clamped her hands on her eyes. She started leaning in and was about to fall over. I lightly touch her shoulders, and she starts sobbing loudly again. She lifts up her head and I pull her into another embrace,
"Kai… I'm so… sorry."
I've got to be strong. For her.
XXX
Sora POV (continue)
Kairi holds onto the railing as she takes the last step off of the porch. She's squeezing my hand so tightly, if it wasn't so dark I bet her knuckles would be turning white. She has calmed down a lot. It's mostly sniffs and shaky breaths.
"Sora?" Yuffie's footsteps clump against the wooden porch. I see her turning the corner, and the hair on my neck starts to stand on end. I place my hands firmly on Kairi's shoulders and look into her eyes, she's drifting off into space again.
"Kairi," I try and get her attention, while still trying to be as gentle as I can— instead she starts to panic.
"No one knows Sora, please--"
"Hey, calm down, don't worry about it; no one is going to know about it, alright?" I nervously lick my lips and glance up at Yuffie; coming closer, "try to be strong, Kai…" I leave her at the foot of the porch and run up the steps. I stop Yuffie from coming any closer.
"Sora, is everything alright? I thought I heard—"
"What are you talking about?" I say quietly but fast paced, Ansem's asleep you know… She lunges towards to the left, but I interfere and block her from taking another step closer. My voice was shaky and I was acting really jumpy, I could tell and I could tell that Yuffie could tell.
"Okay," Her eyes glanced over at Kairi who held back her small whimpers. She held both of her arms and didn't dare to look over in our direction. Yuffie, now nineteen, didn't really have any interest in hanging out with a little fourteen-year-old brother. It's true, I barley talk to her now; the past couple of years I only really talked about important things to Kairi. But Yuffie has grown a lot, I wonder when she'll move out of this place. I know she doesn't want to stay in this dump… Huh? What am I doing? THINK KAIRI, SORA! I step back, turn on my heel and start moving over to Kairi,
"I'll be back," My voice is still jumpy, quiet; barely above a whisper, "Just, just taking Kairi home…" Yuffie stands and watches me and Kairi until we're outside the gate and on our way down the dirt road.
XXX
Sora POV (cont.)
It's quiet right now. All I can hear is Kairi's occasional snivels, and when I do, I put my arm around her and tell her everything is going to be okay. But my mind is still drifting, like it's refusing to think about the situation. Am I still in denial? I am. I don't want to believe any of this happened, and right now it still feels like a dream. All so unreal. The wind is light and musical with the chirps and squeaks of the nocturnal. The sky is lit up with a thousand stars, and the moon, isn't quite full, but lights up the road as if it were day.
All of the sudden, I notice I am walking alone and turn around to find Kairi stopped a couple feet back. I walk back to her but before I can speak she beats me to it,
"Sora," Deep breath, "why can't I just stay at your house?" Suddenly a new thought enters my head, "Kairi, does your dad know about this?" She's silent, I continue, "He's going to be worried if your not back soon anyway," Kairi is starring at the ground holding her arms. "Have you gone into town for the police?" Whatever I am saying right now must be traveling through one ear and out the other cause her expression is still the same; blank, "Kai," I put a hand on each shoulder to grab her attention, but she is still starring at the ground, "I'm always going to be here, I'm not going anywhere. Okay?" Her eyes start filling up with tears, and she locks her eyes onto mine. After a deep shaky breath and a slight nod she starts walking like a zombie again, down the road, to the empty, lonely house.
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It hit him in the morning. Yes. His eyes were stinging all day, his throat was tied up in a knot, and he occasionally would have to stop his work and rest his hands on his head and take in deep breaths. About once or twice he thought he was crying without even knowing it, but he wasn't, not yet, his eyes were dry and sent tingling senses throughout his body. He didn't answer when others spoke to him and barely did any of his chores right. Sora wondered how he ever managed to get to sleep last night, had it really taken him this long to realize? Realize that his friend he has known since he moved into this house, the one that would let him forget about his chores, and would go up to the river, climb trees with and would joke and cause mischief with has just been raped? Other members of the household couldn't read his dull expression on his face. The girls would question his behavior, but he seemed to be in a trance, and either would not answer or would reply with a grunt or mumble.
He entered the kitchen, still in the zombie trance, where Yuffie was washing dishes, and filled up a glass of water. Yuffie shifted over to other side of the sink, eyeing Sora worriedly, and kept starring until he fished the glass and took a deep breath. She didn't start scrubbing right away. Sora slammed the glass on the counter, not meaning to make such a loud clatter, looked in deep thought at the glass and then held it out to Yuffie. She starred at the glass before taking it, Sora didn't notice, he returned to whatever he was deep in thought with before and had his eyes fixed on the floorboards directly in front of his feet. His arm started to get heavy and he noticed the glass was still in his hand, he looked up towards Yuffie. She was eyeing him weirdly, and Sora awkwardly took the cup back into both of his hands,
"You okay, Yuffie?" His voice was hoarse and dry, he cleared his sore throat; the glass of water didn't do anything. He lightly touched it, glancing at the floor and then back at Yuffie, he was unsure of what might be going on around the house and was feeling a bit uncomfortable right now with Yuffie not talking. Yuffie finally moved and gently let go off the dishes which gently floated to the bottom of the filled sink. She wiped her hands on a sloppy apron hung around her neck,
"Sora," she started and wiped off her forehead, "What's with you lately?" She placed a hand on the side of the sink while Sora swung the faucet to his side and started rinsing out his glass,
"I'm fine," He cleared his throat, still rough and dry. Yuffie shifted her weight onto one foot annoyed and tilted her head, about to say something but got beat to it, "You," Another cough and fist thrown at his chest, "you want me to help with the dishes?" Yuffie gave another impatient look, of course she was really really annoyed that he wouldn't tell her, but what could she do? She thought that he could come to her for anything, but soon she would figure out that Sora would need to leave her and everything else behind.
"Sure." She threw a hand towards the sink and started scrubbing. Sora started washing too. It was silent for awhile but soon Sora would crack a joke and they would try and forget about eachothers problems, of course that was impossible. Thoughts of Kairi lingered in the back of Sora's mind.
It wasn't that awkward anymore, until Ansem came walking through the kitchen, "Hi daddy." Yuffie sweetly said, the hairs on Sora's neck stood on end, he thought it was about Sora's chores… But instead he walked in took a glass of lemonade out of the fridge. It was silent in the kitchen, you could only hear the clatter of dishes and the sound of water splashing up against the sides of the sink. A low voice boomed,
"When are you going to meet a nice boy, Yuffie?" Yuffie did a dramatic sigh and Ansem unfolded and refolded his paper and began to read. He placed his reading glasses on the tip of his nose, his hair was pulled back into a sweaty ponytail and his suspenders were at the sides of his waist. He was wearing a white shirt and raggedy old trousers ripped and paint stained.
"Dad—"
"Or are you just going to stay here and take care of your old man.. Now there's an idea!" Yuffie laughed and Sora dried dishes with a nervous smile. It was really awkward having this comfortable atmosphere put on him with Ansem around.
"Hey isn't that Kairi and her dad?" Sora looked up from washing dishes and saw two people riding in a truck bouncing and kicking up dust along the dirt road.
"So it is." Ansem replied, put down the newspaper, got up from the table and exited the room. Sapphire eyes followed until he left. Sora gripped the edge of the sink. Why are they coming this way? Town's in the other direction! What's wrong?
"Yuffie…uh, Where's Tifa and Rinoa?"
"Quinn's house…Why?"
"Cross the bridge?"
"Yeah, why though?" Sora took the mug Yuffie handed to him and started drying,
"Just haven't seen them today…"
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Kairi's P.O.VOh god, oh god! What am I going to do! We're getting closer and closer to the house! What's he planning? I look at the mad man driving the piece of junk along the road. How could he do this to me? Awful, awful! We are getting closer. My heart is racing, I am so on edge right now…
We arrive at the house, and my father is so angry, so upset, I just don't know; what's going to happen? What am I going to do? How can I stop this?
My father marched right up to the house, Sora's stepfather had a big grin on his face and was just about to close the screen door on his way out until my father stomped in. What is he going to do? I rushed up the steps and hear my father yelling and Sora's trying to figure out why. I hope Sora is somewhere far away and safe. What have I done?
"Snead, what's with you?" the 6'4 man was confused, my father pointed a finger up at him and then into the other rooms of the house,
"I don't want to ever see your boy with my daughter, ever!" I stood in the back near the screen door, I was so scared, so scared. Not for me, for him. He got so angry, what was he going to do to Sora? My heart feels as though it's going to pop out of my chest, the conversation keeps droning on giving bits and pieces of false information – lies, disgusting, untrue, repulsive horrible lies! My chest was moving up and down, up and down. My hands are collecting so much moisture, I can't stand it any longer!
"What did you say?" Sora's father was intimidating, he was, he was always. It's not from the little information Sora might accidentally spill out. It's not the intimidating height, or the low and deep voice. It's those eyes; bright, yellow; alert.
"You're boy touched my daughter." Those eyes, the yellow ones, they moved towards me and locked.
Sora's father turned around and started heading in towards the kitchen. I started to cry violently ran forwards towards him,
"It's not true! Not true! He didn't do it! Sora didn' --" My father yanked me back by my arm. It hurt. The bruises are still there from…
"Kairi, quite helping him!" He bent at his waist a little and took me by the shoulders, I wish hewould stop touching me, pretending to help, "You don't have to be afraid of him. He isn't gonna touch you again." Bastard, trying to act like a father - -
"SOOOOORA!" Ansem calls out. My head jerks to the doorway that leads to the kitchen and my eyes, I know, grow wide in fear. I hear a crash,
"Dad! What are you doing! What's going on! Let go of him!"
Yuffie's yelling. I hear someone land a punch or two. The other person grunt. I know it's him! I try and wiggle myself free from my fathers grip, but he doesn't let go! It hurts. "DAD STOP!" Yuffie calls out. Suddenly, Sora is dragged out into the living room with one of Ansem's hands clasped around his head and the other holding his arm behind his back, and is rammed into the ground in front of me, he looks up and our eyes meet. Sora quickly turns away and keeps his eyes to the ground. He has a busted lip, and a cheek was swelling up already. Tears violently escape my eyes,
"He didn't do it!" I scream, while sobbing. The father picks him up by twisting his arm. A soft grunt escapes his lips and I'm the only one to notice. He looks away as he stands up, why is he always doing that? He doesn't want me to watch, he doesn't want me to see all the things that go on in this house. God! This is awful! Sora's stepfather then knees him in the stomach. The wind is knocked out of him and he falls to the ground gasping for air, holding his stomach. A foot flies, my arm is twisted and all I see is Sora falling backwards and my father's leg extended. He kicked him right in the chin. Sora's 'father' has released him and now he tries to get to his knees on his own. He coughs and spits on the floor, a trail of blood runs down to his chin.
Ansem picks him up by the collar and holds him up. Sora's legs are like noodles dragging on the ground.
"PUT HIM DOWN!" Yuffie screams as she enters the room. She takes steps towards my father and myself,
"Sora would never do such a disgusting thing!" I look closer and now I can see that Yuffie is trying to hold back the tears as well. Her head whips around towards Ansem still holding Sora, who is breathing heavily,
"He wasn't even here when it happened! He was in town, remember, Doing deliveries for you!" My dad was now in a frenzy.
"He was in town for far too long," Ansem starred cold into Sora's eyes, "Sick little bitch."
"I'm the sick bitch?" Sora gasped. He grabbed Ansem's wrists and got his two feet firm on the ground, "I do everything you ask me to do, I put up with your beatings and thrashes, all your crap!" Ansem's eyes got meaner looking, and you could tell that he didn't like Sora standing up to him, "I've bared all of that, but I won't ever let you say that I hurt her. She's the only one that gives a damn!" Sora gritted his teeth and starred long and hard into Ansem's eyes. My father released me and the blood rushed back into my arm. Dad grabbed the back of Sora's neck and rammed his face straight into the ground. He grabbed his arm and started twisting it behind his back. I couldn't see Sora's face but I could hear his soft muffled grunts, he was holding back so much.
"SORA!" But my father, the merciless beast, did not hold back; he kept stretching and twisting his arm until a loud pop sounded throughout the room. Sora shouted out. I felt as though my heart stopped, I mean, for a second I couldn't move or breath or think, my whole body shut down. I could only hear that repulsive pop, that loud crack, oh I started to shudder then. Yuffie rushed towards my dad but he pushed her off and Ansem grabbed her arm as well as mine and led us outside. Yuffie quickly grabbed her fathers arm before he rushed back inside and pleaded,
"Dad, don't do this! He didn't do it! He didn't! He was in town the whole time! Please, please!" She started to cry. And so did I. I stomped my foot like a child,
"He didn't do it!" Why was no one listening to me? This is so frustrating! HE DIDN"T DO IT! He's being tortured for god's sake.
"HE DIDN'T DO IT!" I screamed, and clawed after Sora's father. Even with his harsh actions towards Sora, he acted so gentle towards frantic and crazy me, he lightly set me aside and stepped back inside. Yuffie was right, he really did like girls better than boys… OH BUT THAT'S NOT ENOUGH! What's going to happen to Sora? Yuffie rammed her shoulder into the door, but it wouldn't budge, it was locked from the inside. She started banging on the door, yelling and screaming. I dropped to the floorboards and cried. Cried for so long.
XXX
"Sooooooora" Yuffie slid the huge broken barn door open. She picked the bucket of water, a bundle of towels and bandages back up and headed towards the back of the barn.
"Sora!" Yuffie suddenly remembered the door and placed everything on the ground again.
He felt the barn walls shake and his eyes slowly slipped open. Around him there was scraps of old leftover hay. The pale brown planks broken and filled with holes made up the walls and the aroma of manure filled the vast empty barn. He leaned up in his cot and instantly felt the pain echo throughout his body. He heard the squeaking of the rope and pulley.
"Sora? You awake?" Sora propped up on an elbow and looked towards the bucket that levitated at the edge of the loft. Below, Yuffie tied the rope and started up the latter, holding the bundles of towels and bandages under her arm. Once she reached the top she untied the bucket and stumbled over to Sora with the heavy bucket with both hands. She kneeled next to his cot and Sora struggled to sit all the way up just using one arm. Yuffie started unfolding the towels in her lap, she was a bit out of breath from carrying the bucket from the house to all the way out here.
"Morning" She managed to spurt out in one breath. She looked up from what she was doing and gave Sora a warm smile. Sora noticed that she was wearing a dress. It was a nice deep violet color, but it lacked the white collar; Yuffie never like to wear those frilly long-sleeved blouses underneath. (A/N: Sorry about my lack of vocabulary, but really, I don't know what it's called…)
"Now I'm going to have to do your arm first, I haven't prepared lunch yet."
Yuffie lightly held Sora's thick-bandaged arm, temporary in the stiff shape of an "L", and started unwrapping the many layers. Sora slowly sat up, trying not to disturb the wonderful and kind Yuffie, the only one that really stayed by Sora's side to make sure he was safe, to make sure he would be well, that he would survive. Well, her and Kairi of course. Kairi. Sora was not allowed to speak or see her any longer. After the episode they would never let him near her again. After the episode he would stay in this barn. After the episode Ansem would kick Sora out on of the house, bloodied up, injured and broken. Sora didn't know what to do. He could barely walk, he had a broken arm and many serious and non-serious injuries that he was well aware of, maybe even some that he wasn't. So Yuffie walked him to the abandoned barn that was two corn fields away from the house. It was their property but they had just never used it nor knew what to do with it yet. So the barn stayed.
Sora winced as Yuffie unwrapped almost the last of the bandage. When she was done she lightly held it and looked at it intently.
"It still hurts, huh?" she said while still examining the arm lightly pressing it in some areas. Once she was finished she lightly laid it down beside Sora and turned to the bucket of water and towels. She dipped the edge of a ratty old towel in the bucket of lukewarm water and was going to start washing down Sora's arm. A hot tingling sensation went through Sora's body as Yuffie gingerly patted his arm. He gritted his teeth and whenever the 'burning' cloth touched his sensitive, tender skin, he would gasp through his teeth.
"Oh quit being such a baby," Yuffie joked. When she finished she re-wrapped his arm, doing several layers. This was a long boring process and Sora spaced out during this. His attention was focused on the opposite wall of the barn, the section just above the huge rickety doors. First he counted the number of vertical planks that made up the wall, then he counted all the visible holes. Next he averaged the number of holes for every plank. He came with the result of every four planks there was one hole. Fifty-two planks in total, and fourteen holes. Maybe fourteen, he recounts, yeah yeah, it's the same number. Some of them he can't quite make out, but—
"Sora," He wiped his head back around towards Yuffie, it looked like she had been calling him for a while with that annoyed face. She examines his face, which had a busted lip and a black eye. The black eye was a light green and was clearing up quickly, his busted lip was swelling down along with his cheek. His head didn't need to be wrapped anymore and he was getting a lot better a lot faster then he thought he would. Sora now concentrates on the floorboards. So detailed. All the planks had different designs, different patterns with the age telling rings that used to form perfect circles in the huge tree; it must have been. Must have been big. Different. Maybe really old and wise, intelligent and gave a lot of advice. Or maybe it had odd color fruits and leaves, where birds and animals perched and pecked and gave a rhythm to their environment, a beat, a pulse, a feeling to their surroundings. Maybe a quiet tree, where kids would climb up and in and over branches, building tree houses, or they would rest under and read books, maybe where two kids carved each others name into, or - -
"Ow," Sora jerked his arm away from Yuffie and glared,
"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't hit it hard," Yuffie had pulled her hands back from Sora's face and elbowed him in the arm. Sora didn't know why he got so angry at that moment. He ignored it and, what if it was just a really lonely tree, like the ones that Sora usually saw out here in Ptolemor, what if it was one of those trees that seemed so out of place, would just pop up in the middle of nowhere in the field, out in the open, and no others around. Alone.
"Sora," Yuffie said impatiently, "Quit spacing out when I'm talking! Alright, I gotta go and I'll be back after dinner sometime to bring you supper." Yuffie waited for a reply, and after a moments hesitation Sora nodded, "'Kay, thanks Yuffie…" Yuffie was about to say something, but she held her tongue and left the towels and water and left. She started heading down the ladder, Sora stumbled out of bed,
"Oh, uh Yuffie I wanna walk around today, Ansem's not doing field work, right?" Yuffie sighed,
"Walk around the loft, Sora."
"I've been up here for weeks! I wanna get out of here, I'm going insane!"
"Sora,"
"Yuffie!"
"No, you can't. Dad is still suspicious." She said firmly and calm.
"Well, I feel so trapped up here! Just let me walk around for awhile! I promise if I'll be back up here in no time!" Sora always thought that he would love to have a break from working, sleeping all day sounded so nice before. Now he was just bored out of his mind, not to mention stiff and felt even more exhausted than usual.
"Sora, you can't go out. Dad is still angry about the whole thing, just wait awhile 'til he cools down."
"Man, this is so ridiculous." Sora limped a few steps closer, "He's never gonna cool off about this. Now that Ansem thinks he can prove what a worthless, retarded lowlife, pig that I am, do you think he'll let it go?" Yuffie gripped the sides of the ladder, "He doesn't know,"
"No Yuffie, he knows plenty that I didn't do shit to Kairi! He's been waiting for this." Sora lowered his voice a bit, "Now he has an excuse to kick me down and throw me out plus someone to back him up."
"That's not true,"
"Yuffie, why do you keep making up excuses for him? You know he's wrong, you know he's been wrong…"
"Sora," Yuffie said sympathetically,
"No, Yuffie… Man, you're so blind." A confused look came across her face. It was silent for awhile, maybe Sora shouldn't have said anything.
"You know what Sora, if you wanna go outside and break the other three limbs, that's fine by me!" She climbed down the ladder furious,
"It's fine by me, I don't give a damn anymore!" Yuffie shouted on her way out. She exited the barn with the walls shaking. Sora walked back and forth in the loft a couple times, going over the conversation in his head. Yeah, he was right for saying that. It's about time Yuffie realized how much she protected Ansem, how much Sora had to face alone, he didn't have any allies in his own house; that's why he could never stand up to Ansem. He strolled over to his cot and sat down unfolding the towels to start bathing. He stopped and wondered, 'Well, she was just trying to help.' Who was Sora to turn Yuffie against her own father? BUT THE FATHER WAS A BEAST! SORA DIDN'T DO ANYTHING, AND HE KNOWS IT! That guy has no conscious, no heart. But Sora has never really yelled at Yuffie like that before. 'She just wanted everyone to get along.' But how could that ever happen? It couldn't…
Sora stripped off his shirt and began to wash down his body, trying to avoid getting his bandaged arm wet.
Well one thing was for sure; 'this whole situation sucks.'
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It took awhile to get down the stairs, it usually did with one arm. The fresh air hit him like wrecking ball. It felt so great to get out of that smelly, repulsive barn. It was cool and breezy, fall was just beginning to start. He took slow deep breaths and filled his lungs to his content. Air felt so fresh, around his body, Sora felt a million times lighter. He just wanted to dance and parade around the field, it felt so great! He walked around towards the edge of the road, looking both ways. The corn stalks along with the twisting road left the house out of sight. But he knew it was there…
He turned back around towards the barn and was thinking that maybe a nice stroll would solve everything. Then he felt someone's presence,
"Sora?" Kairi walked out from behind the corn stalks. She stumbled off the road towards him, all of her attention was absorbed towards Sora's face.
"Kai?" She dropped the bags she was carrying and ran over to him.
"Ah, Kairi, ARM!" Kairi loosened her grip and stepped back.
"Oh, sorry! Sorry!" She nervously smiled and combed her hair behind her ear.
"What are you doing out here?"
"Well," Kairi started still grinning, "I kept bugging Yuffie about your whereabouts and she told me you were out here. How are you doing anyway?"
"Uh, pretty good I guess. You just come from gathering?"
"Oh," She turned around to go pick up the bag, "Actually, I found out about all of this like five minutes ago. I ran into Yuffie on her way here to give you breakfast." She rummaged through the bag, "She says she apologizes for not having any leftovers, said she needed to go to town." She examined the bag's contents, and pulled out a tall bottle of milk, "A whole bottle?" She lifted an eyebrow,
"Hey my breakfast was in there? How dare you toss it around like that!" Sora said sarcastically. Kairi ignored this remark,
"C'mon a whole bottle?"
"I'm a guy!" Sora snatched the milk away playfully and tied to put it down in one shot. When he was done dribbles of white escaped the corners of his mouth and he used the back of his wrist to wipe them away. Then he strangely inspected the bottle,
"What? It's past its expiration date?" Kairi smirked.
"You would love that, wouldn't you?" He looked up and smiled, "No, actually, I don't know why she gave me a whole bottle either…" 'Probably to make up for before…' Sora added as an after thought. Kairi poked around through the bag some more,
"You have plenty, I don't know why she was apologizing, was it because she forgot the silver platter and fine china?" Her joyous expression turned grim,
"So, What are you going to do?"
"What do you mean?" Sora walked back to towards the side of the barn and sat down. Kairi followed,
"I mean," She held the back of her skirt as she sat down next to him, "where are you going after this? Where will you stay?"
Sora closed his eyes for minute and thought hard,
"I don't know."
Kairi frowned, "Well are you going to be able to come to school? It starts in a few weeks—"
"I don't know, Kai.." He said glumly.
"Alright," Kairi backed off and leaned against the wall, she held her knees to her chest, wondering how everything could have turned out so horrible.
"Are you alright though, I imagine Yuffie is taking great care of you." Sora fidgeted when he felt Kairi lightly swept his bangs, tickling his face. A light blush of red engulfed his cheeks, he felt a bit embarrassed at first.
"Fine," He tilted his head away from Kairi's hand, he rather not have another person inspecting his wounds.
"What about you?"
"Alight, I guess."
A moment of silence,
"Anyways, let's see what we have for breakfast…"
"We?" Sora questioned but Kairi just gave him a lazy look and pulled out a loaf of bread. She placed he hands in the center of the loaf broke in half with some difficulty. She handed the larger piece to Sora and started to nibble on her own. She pulled the bread away and examined it,
"It's stale." Kairi said a bit disappointed. Sora squeezed it and noticed it too, but he shrugged and took a large bite out of the loaf. You could see that it was difficult to chew, his jaw dramatically open and shut, trying to grind and break down the bread upon, what seemed now, brittle and fragile teeth. Once Sora finished with a throbbing jaw he turned to Kairi,
"Well, are you going to eat it or what?" Kairi smiled, "Don't use that tone with me,"
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The barn shook as the heavy, rickety door slammed shut. Sora dropped his knife and fork, finished with his nice eggs and porridge immediately headed for the ladder and quickly, but carefully, climbed down. He was excited to see her today, it was nice to have someone to talk to. There was Yuffie, but she was beginning to become more of a sister than ever, ever since Sora had gotten hurt. Sora went around to the side of the shed that was in the opposite direction of the house and waited. Waited, waited, waited. Sora was upset, he was looking forward to seeing her today but perhaps she had things she needed to do, he rambled on in his mind about how everything isn't always about him.
It was already dusk and Yuffie had already delivered Sora's dinner for him, and while she was there she became very suspicious of Sora's disappointed mood; anywho, Kairi didn't show. Sora laid back on his cot and starred at the wooden planks that made up the ceiling, thinking of he could possibly do to pass the time,
'School will be starting next week..' He thought, 'I don't think I'll be able to go…' Which was another big disappointment for him.
The school, which was located a ways down the road to the city, was always a pleasure to have. No work had to be done during the day, he could say he needed to study at night, and basically all he would have to do was chores in the morning and right before he went to sleep.
Sora rose from his bed and decided to walk outside, maybe look at the stars or something, that's supposed to relieve stress or make you feel peaceful, right? There was still a little light left in the sky though. Pink on pink and yellows, the sky was a blend of warm feathery colors. It was amazing to him, he loved this setting right here, when the colors would blend and rollover each other like so.
"Oh, Sora!" Someone distressed cried. He turned around and was tackled by an unidentified figure, but as soon as he held her in his arms, he realized it was Kairi.
"Sora" She cried, tears running down her face she was in a frenzy, breathing rapidly, he knew that she had to have run over here.
"Kairi?" Sora started and then held her by the shoulders, "What's going on?" He starred into her eyes, the light hit her face up but his was in shadow.
"Oh, god.." Kairi choked on her tears some more, "I hate this," She continued with dramatic gasps and shaky breaths,
"Kai, what happened?" He shook her shoulders, wanting answer right then and there, he wanted to know. What happened, why is she so scarred, so upset, so ecstatic with fear and panic,
"H-h-h-he-tried-to-do-it-again-tried-to-touch" She managed to spill out and then had to take many breaths for lost air. Sora got really afraid for her just then, "Who Kai, who?" He wanted to know right now,
"Him," Her sobs slowed down and she tried to control her breaths,
"Dad."
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Engulfed in anger, Sora grabbed Kairi by the arm and started walking fast down the road. Kairi tried to struggle loose from his grip but he just held it harder,
"What are you doing? W-where are you going?" She demanded and sniffed, "We can't go there! I don't want to! LET GO! SORA—" Sora spun around to her and met her face to face, noses almost touching,
"No," he remarked loud and abrupt, he thought his head was about to explode but then his expression softened, "Kai," He threw his arms around her shoulders, holding her close, almost using her as support.
"Why didn't you say anything…" He barely whispered into her ear, she sniffed and started to whimper,
"Cause I was scarred; Sora, I was so scarred…" She hugged him back. They stood there a couple moments in silence, "This is all my fault," Kairi began, "If I had just—"
"What are you saying," Sora pulled himself away and held her bare shoulders, "None of this is your fault," His face tensed up, "None of it!" He spun around again and began heading down the road,
"Sora, don't!" But Sora had already made up his mind of what he was going to do. This bastard was going to pay.
Chapter Two: Who the Cap Fit… End
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Gasp! Did anyone get the feeling that the story was going to turn out this way? I tried to make it a surprise but I don't know if I did such a good job… Anywho, I also really wanted to continue writing this chapter, make it at least twice as long as this but I get the feeling that a lot of people like short chapters, SO you are just going to have to wait until Chapter three! I guess you know what happens in the next chapter, it's a bit of a giveaway. THAT'S RIGHT! Someone is murdered and Kairi and Sora need to escape Ptolemor, this is the part I have been waiting for… YES! YOU ARE GOING TO LOVE IT! More tragedy and angst awaits…
So please keep reading, cause the story only gets better and better, and thank you to all of those who reviewed… Thank you, thank you, thank you!
Later Days!