Antonymic
Chapter Two

"Black and White"

"Kairi." Mr. Kasai said, looking down at the said girl with Mrs. Kasai by his side.

"Why did you stop taking your medications?"

Kairi sat in the chair in her father's office, eyes downcast, and arms wrapped around herself. "They taste bad, and I don't need them."

Mr. Kasai sighed deeply, and massaged the bridge of his nose.

Mrs. Kasai spoke next, "But Kairi, in order for you to get better, hon, you need to take the pills to make you happy."

It was almost painfully obvious she had no idea what she was talking about; she just revised whatever the quack-attack of a 'doctor' told her to say in case she refused.

Kairi was silent after that, fixing a glare in her eyes and boring holes into the floor. Mr. Kasai sighed loudly again, standing and leaving the office. Mrs. Kasai stood as well, patting her shoulder gently, "Just take them for a little longer, alright?"

Kairi, again, and rather wisely, stayed quiet as she left the room. She resisted the urge to wisecrack at anything her parents said rather well lately.

She stood from the chair, walked up the furry, white, spiral staircase to her room, opening the door and facing the dimly lit room. She groped around her dresser for her lighter, and walked up to one of the assorted scented candles in the room and lit it back up and set the lighter back down on the nightstand.

Now, before she was called downstairs into the office, she was reading a book, Girl, Interrupted, still placed on the bed with the right page number in tact. She sat on her bed, and sighed deeply before picking it up to continue reading.

Pills. Oh, yes Kairi, take the pills. The pills make the world seem all sunshine and butterflies and you'll get all better because of the fucking pills.

The whole fucking world didn't revolve around pills. Ever since Augustine's School for the Mentally Unstable tore two painful weeks from her life, it's all been about the fucking pills.

She sighed again. She couldn't even remember the last page she just read from the book. She groaned, folding the page in the corner and closing the book and set it on her nightstand. She got up, and blew out the candles, and laid down for bed.

At least the voices never came around when she was at home. It wasn't like this place was any better, though, because Home and other places with people who judged her were all the same.

Today must've been "Let's Think Too Much" day. Ohh, annoying. She had a lot of those days, a string of them, if you will. Nights consisted of awkward tosses and turns randomly during the night, and Kairi believed this night would be no different. She sighed deeply, listening to the soft ticking of the Grandfather clock in the hallway, tick-et-ty tock, tick-et-ty tock…

…Stupid pills.

For the next couple of days, it was all the same.

Little Emo would sit by herself, in plain view, and just be…well, Emo. And every day, Sora would sit, out of sight, and watch her.

One day, she started crying. The other day, she rolled down her sleeves, revealing gashes and quickly rolled it back up. The other things she did, Sora had already forgotten.

Kairi was a weird one. And every day, she just got stranger, and stranger. And why he had taken such a fucking interest in some little whiny kid confused Sora to no end.

He groaned, running his hands through his wild mane of gelled, spiky brown hair and sighed, finally joining in the mindless conversations of all the little groups around him, and be social.

And almost ritualistically, Olette nearly tackled the boy in one of the hottest, and quickest, make out sessions of his day. After she was done, Sora was on the ground, mumbling about the birdies.

Olette was a magnificent, malevolent, innocent, sexy creature, and needed further study; but not today.

After being helped to his feet by Roxas, Sora dusted his clothes and rubbed the soreness on the back of his skull. "Again, I see. I can't wait until Olette moves out on her own and has competitions on who can play tonsil hockey with more guys."

Sora laughed, "Just because you haven't gotten any."

"Hey, the sexual tension's building, alright? I can see right through her little scheme of leaving me out of the game and then giving me all she's got when the rest are taken care of. I've been there before."

Sora laughed again, "Oh, of course. Silly me, Roxas."

"…Damn straight. Say, Sora? Why are you constantly staring at Kairi? I mean, seriously, ever since she came back you can barely keep your eyes off of her."

Sora groaned, glancing back at her, eyes widening when another figure sat beside her on the bench.

"Sora? Answer me, dude-"

Sora ignored him. An eyebrow raised when he realized who the other figure was, and shear despise bubbled in his stomach.

Riku. Fucking. Murakami.

"Uh, Sora?"

"What, Roxas, on God's green fucking Earth, do you want?"

Roxas blinked, "Dude, what's with you?"

"Nothing, I'm fine." Sora said, breathing in deeply and releasing slowly. "Now, what were you saying?"

Roxas kinked an eyebrow, dismissing the odd behavior and restating his question, "Why are you gawking over Kairi?"

"I'm not gawking over Kairi, Roxas, I'm just… Just making sure she doesn't come over here and we have to move is all."

Roxas chuckled, crossing his arms and looking up at his cousin with a grin.

"Pshh. Gawking, Roxas. Honestly."

"Yeah, sure. Totally not looking at the Emo girl sitting next to Riku over there. I saw the jealousy practically spurting all over the cement."

Sora glared.

"For you information, Roxas, Riku happens to be a complete dick, and it would pain me to know that he somehow seduced yet another girl and left her afterwards in tears."

Roxas rolled his eyes, glancing back up at him with the same sly grin, even daring to widen it. Sora scowled.

"You should talk to her." Olette said, walking up to the two and smiling.

"Why would I do that?"

"Well, Sora, you never know," She began, "Maybe she isn't just doing it for attention; maybe she is. Maybe it's just a cry for help."

"Yeah, and you're always happy, and cheery and stuff, maybe you can break her out of her little Emo-State."

Sora glanced back at Riku and Kairi, watching the junior trying to be all smooth, and all suave, and charming, and…well, being his preppy self.

"I hate Emo kids." Sora said, crossing his arms.

"I hate pigheads." Olette added, crossing her arms as well. Roxas said nothing, but copied Olette, both of them grinning at Sora.

Sora didn't falter.

"If it's one thing I can't stand in this world, it's the whiny, mopey, annoying Emo kids with their Cotton-Candy hair styles, and their tight, gross pants, and the whole Bisexuality thing is kind of freaky too, and-"

Luckily, Olette and Roxas hadn't faltered either.

Sora glared at the two, crossing his arms, glancing back at Kairi, watching as she listened to Riku's ear bud attached to his iPod.

Pathetic.

"…Maybe tomorrow. Maybe."

Olette grabbed him by the neck, pulling him closer and kissing his cheek, "It would do her a world of good, Sora, and you know it. You were only looking for an excuse to start, and you got it."

"Huh?"

"You think it wasn't painfully obvious you wanted to just talk to her? C'mon; every day, I see you looking over there, for some kind of change, but nothing happens."

Sora blinked.

"And you know you wanted to be that change. Now, don't flake out tomorrow, or else."

"Olette, I think that is the most non-sexual thing you have ever said to me in the entire span of years I've known you."

She winked, just as the bell rang. She grabbed her backpack, and followed Hayner and Pence as they walked away. Sora's own backpack was tossed into his arms by Roxas, knocking some wind from him.

Roxas smiled, adjusting the strap of his Zim backpack, and walked toward his art class, slightly bouncing as he did so. That was only obvious because whenever the blond decided to bounce, the spikes to the left of his head when he was walking away would bounce right with him.

Well, great. Roxas was happy.

Now…How the hell do you talk to a girl like Kairi when you probably won't know anything she's babbling about?

Sora sighed. This was already starting to sound something like a date.

A/N: X3

I had to fit Riku in here somewhere. So, I made him be something like an antagonist, the dreaded Jocky/Preppy type of antagonist!

And this chapter only took so long with little result because I put it off…and off…and off…and off until today. Forgiveth me… Sims has continued to consume my life again.

But she had twins! TWINS!! BOY TWINS!!! Idk about anyone else, but I've never seen that happen before…Clearly, I must not play very much.

And the first part about the pills? Yeah. I wasn't really paying attention to that, but decided to keep it, because it sounds like something you can really bitch about easily, and for me, unconsciously…so I kept it.

Questions? Comments? Feel free to review.

-Much Love