A/N: to all the readers…Sorry about the lengthy wait. School and shite have been hanging up my writing time. Also just as a warning this chapter may seem a little boring, but some of the information presented in it will come into play later. So if you must skip it, at least skim some of it. Oh and I NEED REVIEWS PEOPLE! PLEASE!
Chapter 7: the future confusing
The sun set quickly that night. In point of fact it seemed like, only to Sora, everything was moving fast that night. The wind picked up speed until a veritable gale was blowing. Sora lay in bed listening to the tumult outside. As a particularly strong gust rocked the house, he huddled closer to the warm body of Kairi, who just happened to be lying beside him, and felt a warmth of his own seep through him almost as if she was a small fire heating his soul. Through Sora's sleepless hours he listened as the wind turned into pounding rain. It fairly assaulted the twilight blanketed cul-de-sac rocking trees this way and that.
Inside the tiny one bedroom house Sora was walking down the hallway into the den. Having heard the window blow open he had gotten out of bed to close it. The bitter chill of the wind tore every once of drowsiness he had from him. Now fully awake he sat in front of the fireplace watching the last remains of a post dinner fire smolder into nothingness.
"Sorta puts things in perspective doesn't it?"
Sora started as he looked for the source of the voice he very plainly recognized. Scanning his eyes over the patchwork quilt covering a day bed he saw the creature plodding up to him with a smile on its furry face.
"What does that mean?" Sora asked it
"Well, everything dies. Am I Right? Even the fire doesn't last forever. I like to think of things like this as metaphors. Like for life." It replied
"I…suppose," said Sora. "So why are you here, If not only to confuse me with screwed up metaphors?"
"Well I thought you might like a bit more information," It stated. "The last time we spoke I wasn't exactly crystal clear with what I said, right? So why don't we cut to the chase. You ask a question and I'll answer what I can."
Sora would always remember why he had drawn a blank at this; however, at this particular moment he had no idea why he was unable to voice any questions whatsoever.
A few long minutes passed before, finally, the muse descended and Sora asked, "Your name?"
"Well, you may call me Otemon." He said
"Ok, Otemon, next question, Why are you here?" said Sora
"Ahhh yes. The simplest answer is often the hardest to explain. I am here to give you information. My job is to stop events that will negatively affect…outcomes. We have often been referred to as Fate watchers."
"You mean there are more of you?" asked Sora.
"Of course Sora. Don't be dumb."
"So," started Sora, "I would assume that means I'm gonna severely fuck something up?"
"You already have my friend. This is…a redo if you will. All I am here for is to help you make the best decision possible. If what will happen is supposed to happen it will happen again."
Sora's face showed his confusion for a split second before he asked, "And this involves Kairi?"
"Entirely."
"Can you tell me what happens?" asked Sora
"Not now, but trust me it isn't good. I can't tell you what will happen, because nothing is set in stone. If I tell you the future you will most likely change it. Which will, lets just say if you can inadvertently change the future nothing will blink out of existence."
Sora was now too confused to even keep his eyes open. Otemon patted Sora on the shoulder. As Sora looked up Otemon through him a cheery smile and a wave of goodbye. The furry thing plodded its way out the door stopping only to wink at Sora and say "don't worry my friend."
Sora sat where he was for ten minutes after Otemon had left. He ground his fingers into his temples willing his brain to understand. He hated Otemon's enigmatic answers and he hated the creature for giving them. After a pounding headache ensued, he gave up the futile effort and walked into the bedroom. His eyes fell on Kairi's curved form wrapped voluptuously into the silk sheet and he wished he could crawl back into the bed beside her.
The world however had a funny way of saying quite plainly. "You are not going to sleep tonight." The urge to run hit Sora like a brick wall and he could not bring himself to deny his now second greatest passion. The dresser drawer squeaked softly as Sora opened it. He pulled out a tee shirt and runners sliding the drawer shut as quietly as possible. After he had left the room and was properly attired, complete with sneakers, he opened the front door and stepped into the now calm night.
As Sora ran his senses began to play tricks on him. Colors got dull and lifeless, while smells grabbed his attention. The darkness pressed in closely around him, with only the second or two under a streetlamp giving reprieve. Sora had found that running often cleared his thoughts, but as he passed by several Victorian houses and a several acre park with too many crabapple trees he realized that no clarity was coming to him and his headache was getting worse.
The houses started thinning out and the landscape was flattening before he realized that he needed to turn back. He turned around ignoring his thoughts and focusing on the road.
As he neared the six house street he lived on, he tripped over something laying in the street. Sora hit the ground face first sliding a little on the wet pavement. He sat up wiping blood from the corner of his lip. As he sat up his anger hit the breaking point and he rounded ready to break whatever he had tripped on.
When his eyes actually focused on Kairi's body he had already fell to his knees. He lifted her still form into his arms and sobbed. Not a mark was on her. Sora softly kissed her cold lips and held her close. As a fresh wave of sobs racked his body Kairi's body disappeared. He looked down at where her corpse had been and retched.
A/N: so what did you think? gotta love those cliffhangers! Don't worry, the story will explain what the hell is going on. No worries. Please review people.