Disclaimer: Hello everybody, it's been a while since I did a disclaimer, so here it is. And here to help me is…SAKURA!

Sakura: What the hell am I doing here?

Me: You're helping me with the disclaimer.

Sakura: But I don't even exist…

Me: You do in my head.

Sakura: You are SOOOOO insane.

Me: Yeah, yeah, details, details.

Me: Now say it!

Sakura: Okay…FINE. The Darkside Incarnate does not own Kingdom Hearts or any of the other themes that will be used in this story.

Me: I own you.

Sakura: (glares) Damn it he's right…

-Chapter 6: Destiny-

I'm driving quickly, not flying around corners, but certainly gliding. Moments ago I got a call from Sora and he sounded pretty sad. Sora only gets sad when something REALLY bad has happened.

My guess: Kairi, she's been acting really strange lately.

Why is she acting strange? My guess: PMS, nuff said.

Whatever the reason she's been real mad lately. She probably took her rage out on Sora.

Now, Sora is usually the laid back type. A girl breaks up with him? Whatever, he just moves on with his life. Family member dies? Hey, at least they're in a better place.

But you have to understand, this is KAIRI we're talking about. Sora's one true love, he's felt this way about her ever since…well…forever.

I knew it to…but that still didn't stop me. I still dated Kairi, I still screwed everything up.

I sigh, turning into Sora's driveway. I hop out of the car, unlock the front door and walk right in. Sora gave me his house key a long time ago. That way, if I ever needed a place to stay for the night, I could go here.

I remember one time, when I'd gotten completely drunk, Sora had to carry my ass all the way upstairs without his parents noticing. Those were the good old days.

Sora is in the living room, curled up on the couch. Without a word I sit down beside him, pat him on the back, and watch him look up at me.

"Hey…" he says softly.

"Hey, how you holding up?" I ask.

"I'm okay…it's just…well…I just didn't see this coming. I mean, one minute we were making out and the next moment she went totally crazy. And I just…" he breaks off, breathing heavily.

"Dude…" I consider telling him that he's overreacting. I mean, he kind of is. Sure, he likes Kairi a lot, but still. But no, I can't do that, it will crush him. No, I'll have to go on the defensive. "What's the whole story?"

"Okay, what happened was…"

-Two minutes and a hasty explanation later…-

"…and ever since you came back she's been acting like this. I mean…I just don't get it."

I do, it must be because of ME that she's acting like this. It's because of ME that she's breaking Sora's heart, and it's because of ME that everything's getting screwed up.

Great…this semester is turning out SPECTACULAR.

"That sucks."

"Tell me something I don't know!" Sora says angrily. "God, if you're just going to stay stupid shit like that then don't say anything at all!" he jumps up from his seat and stares at me with a smoldering gaze.

"I'm sorry…I'm just a little confused."

"Do you need me to explain it again—"

"No, it's not that kind of confused," I laugh a little. "No, it's just that all of this crap going on can't be a coincidence. I think luck is against us right now."

"I didn't know that you believed in luck."

"I don't. But just because I don't believe in it doesn't mean it's not real."

"True…"

"I'm sorry about all this. And I'll do my best to help in any way I can," I wrap Sora in a friendly hug. "I've got your back."

"Thanks," he whispers, his spiky hair lightly prickling against my cheek.

"Any time."

"Hey…Riku?"

"Yeah?"

"Can we…have a movie marathon?" he asks, his voice is hopeful. "Like when we were kids? We used to do it all the time."

"Yeah," a huge grin crosses my face, "sounds fun."

Sora whoops and dives for his DVD cabinet.

"What should we start with…The Matrix, Garfield…?" Sora starts to lists all of his favorite movies.

"I don't know dude," I answer, once he's done. "As long as you feel better."

-Roxas-

"I'll get it!" Namine' yells cheerily as she skips off to her door. I smile to myself; she's so cute after post-make out sessions.

"Kairi…?" Namine's loud voice echoes back to me, and it sounds WAY different. Not the happy, cheery-ness that defines our make-out sessions. No, her voice has become filled with something that I'm all too familiar with…worry.

"H-hi Namine," Kairi says as they walk back into the living room, she sounds different too. Different from her usual happiness, she's filled with a darker, sinister sadness.

Not to mention she sounds close to tears.

"What's wrong?" I ask, hurriedly readjusting my shirt and re-zipping my jacket. I try my best to cool myself off, but even I can't deny how good Namine' is at kissing…okay, stay focused Roxas.

"S-Sora…he…I…we…" and then it starts, long tears, falling at the exact spots. In that moment Kairi looks like a painting I saw once; it was a girl with hair like fire…crying tears of ice. I can almost see the artist's perfect strokes, defining the pale flush of her skin. I can see the long slashes of blue that become tears of fearsome cold. Kairi's sadness becomes part of her beauty…and yes, she is beautiful, but nothing compared to Namine'.

Kairi's sadness should be mourned over.

"SSSSHHHH…don't try to talk," Namine' says soothingly, setting her down on the couch. I can see Namine' too, her concern filling the room with spectacular splashes of yellow and white. She becomes complete and total art, her eyes glowing like two stars of complete and utter blue.

"Take it slow," I offer, sitting beside Kairi and patting her awkwardly on the shoulder. "What happened?"

"It wasn't his fault…it was…God why can't I form any rational sentences?" she laughs, but the effect is ruined by her icy tears. "I lost it. That's the best explanation. I just lost it…with everything going on lately…and all of this crap being thrown around…" a pause.

"Well," she says after the short silence, "I guess I should start over; Sora and I were…watching a movie. Then we were kissing…and well…I wasn't really getting into it. Sora got all bugged…and he asked me what was wrong…and I just…I just lost it." Her voice is hovering on the line of hysterical laughter and unbearable sadness.

Suddenly she changes tack, "You know why I lost it? Cause' Sora's a dick that's why. And I hate him…I really do!" She looks at first Namine' then me. She tries to convince us that this is all about Sora, that it has nothing to do with what's been going on the last few weeks.

Again I see the strange world of paintings and colors that is behind everything that I we do. I see an image of Kairi, dancing with Sora. I revisit that moment at the movies, when she taunted Sora with her body. I realize something…

"This isn't about Sora at all is it? This is about Riku."

Kairi looks up at me with pure, hate filled eyes, "No it isn't." But I can already see by her reaction that it is. That this pain and sadness has been caused by the silver haired demon that just HAD to reappear in our lives.

It wasn't Sora she was dancing with; it wasn't Sora she was taunting. It was Riku.

I see that paint filled world again, I see that place of splashes and color swirls, and I know what it is. I'm seeing what lies beneath the blind emotions and passionate love, behind the friendships and the enemies. I'm seeing what defines all of us.

I'm seeing Destiny.

Namine' is staring intently at Kairi as well, just like me. She knows what I've said is true, and I have the feeling that she too sees the world this way, that she can feel Destiny.
"Is that true Kairi?" Namine' asks, but she knows the answer.

I stare at Kairi, but no retort comes, no confession, no excuses, just inaudible sobs and gasps of complete revulsion. Not at us, Sora, or even Riku, but at herself.

Her tears fall to the carpet, and I see their splashes become colors, colors of blue and icy sadness.

-Sakura-

I smile at myself, at this situation and at everything in general. Believe it or not, beneath the Emo and the Gothic lies happiness. And I am truly happy now. Not only am I heading for Riku, but I'm finally going to set the first Dominoes down. I'm going to place the final precautions, so that the silver haired prey falls right into my trap.

He'll love me. He has too.

I bite my lip, knowing that this will only get more complicated as it goes along. But I don't care, I live to cause trouble. I exist to release conflict.

I park my car just barely to the side of the curve. I jump out of the vehicle and slam the door behind me.

I take long even strides, gliding my way towards Riku's house. It's painted tan, with long white drapes and a huge chimney.

Riku's house.

I brace myself for what I'm about to do. I prepare my heart for the risks I'm about to take.

The knock on the door reflects all of my uncertainness. It is gentle and withdrawn, but hopefully someone hears it.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three.

No answer.

I ready myself to knock again, when the door flies open. I take a step back, my ever-so-high heels clanking against the ground, my hand still raised in the knocking position.

"Can I help you?" the woman's voice is cheery, and her hair is long and silver. Riku's mom, no doubt about that…or maybe his sister. I notice how young she looks.

"Is Riku home?" I ask, regaining my composure.

"No, you just missed him."

I mentally kick myself, and a line of harsh profanities magically appear in my mind.

"Oh…well could you tell me where he went?" so that I can kiss him and have hot sweaty—okay Sakura, let's not defile the temple that is your body TOO much.

"He went to Sora's house; they're the best of friends you know. But…I'm wondering…are you one of his friends?" and there's that dangerous edge to her voice. The edge of threatening menace that dares any slut to ruin her special boy. Yep, definitely the mom.

"Yes, I'm Sakura, it's very nice to meet you," I change my voice around, willing her to think me innocent.

"Oh, you seam like a very nice young woman. Do you want to come in? I have tea." Not even her deadly over-protective-mom powers could stand against me. Go Sakura!

"No thanks, I've got some things to do. It was nice to meet you Mrs. Uh…" crap! I don't even know Riku's last name.

"Yasutora. Mrs. Yasutora."

"Right, sorry, I'll remember that!" I turn and dash back to my car before I can say anything else depressingly stupid.

-One whole car ride of mental self abuse later…-

Sora's door is much easier to knock on. Partly because I've already been courageous enough to knock on Riku's door…and partly because I'm half expecting my silver haired god isn't even going to be there.

The door opens a lot quicker then before as well. And who answers the door? Riku of course. Why? Because Karma and Ironic-ness are absolute bitches.

"Hey Riku…" I say timidly.

"Sakura? What are you doing—"

"Who's at the door Riku?" Sora's voice rings from the living room.

"Here." Riku finishes, "Its Sakura," Riku calls back to Sora. In a flash, Sora is behind Riku.

"Have you heard from Kairi?" he asks hopefully.

"No. Why would I?"

"You haven't heard?" Riku asks.

"No…"

And then Riku tells me, all about what Kairi did to Sora. I listen intently.

"So…you're probably on her side," Sora finally cuts in. "I understand how you girls have to stick together…"

"No, actually, I think she's being a total bitch."

"Huh?" Sora and Riku ask, dumbfounded.

"You two are in love, she can't just treat her…um…other like this," Riku beams at me. Yes, siding with Sora is definitely the right choice. Not only because it's the right thing to do, but it definitely scored me Riku points!

"I'm glad you feel that way!" Sora brightens. "Oh, and nice outfit," he looks me up and down, his eyes lingering on my exposed legs.

Riku is looking too, and his eyes are HUGE.

Yes, the skimpy skirt and knee high high-heels are DEFINITELY doing their job.

"Thanks Sora," I say, watching as Riku blushes.

"So…what were you two doing before I interrupted?"

"We were having a Buffy marathon!" Sora yells, dashing back to the living room.

"I love that show!" I run after, noticing Riku following me. This is certainly going to be an interesting night. Even though Sora is here to crash the inevitable love fest between Riku and I, there's still a good chance I can show him my "moves".

Gosh that sounded guyish…

Yes, it is going to be a VERY interesting night.

A/N Hello everyone! Yes chapter six is done. At first, I was reluctant to start it, but by the Roxas' POV I was in the ZONE. I love the idea of destiny taking shape.

I bet you're wondering why Roxas never mentioned it before. Well, this is because he couldn't see it. But all of these events have triggered something.

And now, I shall reply to a reader: Faery Ears.

I hope I made Sakura likeable enough for you this time around.

Oh and sorry if anyone has a problem with Sakura and Riku helping Sora out instead of Roxas and Riku. I needed Roxas to witness Kairi's heart break, and give Sora and Riku some "bonding time".

Well, that's it for this Authors Note.

All that remains is the preview:

(says in dramatic voice) Next Time on ROCKY RELATIONSHIPS: Namine' reveals more about herself to Roxas…and we find out if she too can truly see "Destiny". More Axel and Larxene problems, Sora and Kairi avoid each other, and Sakura visits Riku WAY after hours.

Yes, Destiny Islands is becoming a very interesting place to live.

I'm also celebrating the launch of my free webs website. It's www. free webs . com slash cursemark8 no spaces, and turn the slash into a literal slash mark. I have an all about me page, a writing page, a Q&A page and a Video page. And I'm still not done.

Okay, for real this time, the authors note is over. Okay.

R&R—dang it! Okay, now it's over.