Disclaimer: I hate you disclaimer, I really, really do. I hope you jump into a pool of sharks and DIE!

Phew! Now that that's over with, I do not own Kingdom Hearts, (Obviously, Squarenix does), or Harry Potter.

(Insert crap about theme songs here.) Laziness…

This chapter introduces Kairi's first EVER voice inside her head! (You have to experience hell some time in your life.)

And I have a serious problem with tenses. Past tense, future tense? Can't we just stick to the present PLEASE?

Also, I can't believe I actually used bad language! GASP! I never curse! Ahh never! At least I didn't say it out loud. But it's just as bad…

You and Me

Chapter 6: No, You Idiot, the Flowers are supposed to be PINK!


Maybe, I was hallucinating.

I knew I wasn't on any medication. Was I doing drugs? Ah, no. That probably wasn't it. Perhaps I was dying? Yes, that's fairly possible.

Because there was NO way that Naminé had just called me and asked me to be her maid of honor. There was just no freaking way.

I pressed the play button again and the message repeated itself for the 48th time.

'…Umm, please think it over and call me back at Sora's.'

BEEP!

I have come to the conclusion that everyone was crazy. It was the only reasonable explanation.


After much procrastinating, yelling at the TV, surfing the web, reading Harry Potter, and digging through my left over Halloween Candy, I decided to call Sora's.

And that was when it hit me.

Why would she ask me to call her back at SORA'S? Were they living together? Well, they were getting married, I guess that did give them right to live together, but still!

When did this arrangement happen?

And WHEN were they planning on telling me? …But then again, what right did I have to know such personal things?

You're the ex-girlfriend, stupid. A smug voice inside my head gladly pointed out to me.

I told said voice to shut the heck up, as I sulked on the edge of my bed staring at the telephone.

The message replayed in my mind once again (as it did every other minute.) and I picked it apart, only acknowledging the things that stood out to me.

Umm…hi. This is…you don't know me. Well, not personally, but this Naminé. I know that you probably don't want to hear from me right now, but I just wanted to ask if you would be…well, Sora and I thought it would be nice if you could be…my, my maid of honor? I…well…we just that it…that it would be a good idea and Roxas…Roxas would be the best man. It would be a great chance for everyone to…get to know one another, don't you think. I…umm, please think it over and call me back at Sora's.

(Then another thought managed to strike me in the gut.)

Oh my god.

Roxas is going to be the BEST MAN?

That would mean…they told him they were getting married. And that would mean…he would find out that I knew about them getting married all along and didn't tell him. And, I still haven't even told him that Sora was my ex to begin with!

This was SO screwed up in SO many levels.

But hey, the stupid voice started; don't the best man and the maid of honor always end up snogging in the janitor's closet before the wedding?

I growled, and started hitting my head over and over again with one of my pillows.

Stupid voice. Stupid, stupid nagging retard voice.

And then, out of no where,(probably after hitting my head with the pillow too hard) I grabbed the telephone, dialed Sora's number, and waited until I heard someone's voice, which of course was Sora, on the other end.

"Hello? Sora speaking."

That's when I realized what I was actually doing. "Oh! Um, hey Sora, t-this is Kairi."

Did I even make up my mind yet? "K-Kairi! Uh, hey! Is…is this about Naminé's offer about being her maid of honor?"

Oh god, I didn't. "Err, yeah, it is."

"So, what's your answer?" My answer? My answer is that this is freaking CRAZY!

"Well…"

I thought about it…Pros and Cons!

If I said no…

Pros: I would not have to go through with THAT.

Cons: Everyone would most likely be disappointed in me; I might not ever see Sora or Roxas ever again…

If I said yes…

Pros: Naminé would be happy. If Naminé was happy then Sora will probably be happy. Then, in result, a loving, happy couple would be getting married. Good, yes?

Cons: A-W-K-W-A-R-D. I wouldn't know what to say…and, the SPEECH. The cursed, evil speech that maid of honors are supposed to say to bless the couple off in happiness and joy.

I kept thinking…Sora would be happy…

"Kairi?"

And Sora's my best friend; I should WANT him to be happy.

"You there?"

Sora would be happy. The voice began chanting in my head.

Yeah, he would be happy without me.

Are you daft? I thought you were over this already.

I WAS, until two certain lovebirds decided to get flipping HITCHED.

Stop being such a selfish git, Kairi…Sora would be happy. Don't you understand that?

I…

You WHAT?

"I…"

"You what, Kairi?"

"I'll do it."

His voice seemed to be relieved throughout the rest of the conversation as he told me the time and date.

"Okay then. Tomorrow at the church, 8:00. Don't be late, okay?" He knew that I would, though.

I hung up the phone. I knew what church he was talking about…

See? Don't you just feel all giddy inside?

It was the church we used to play in as children. When we were 5, he told me that we would get married there…

I drew the covers of my head over my form trying to block off the voice, and muffled an annoyed response to it.

Now don't you tell me sod off, you basketcase!

And that's when something, yet again, knocked me off my rocker.

I blinked. "The voice inside my head is…British?"

Note to self: Stop reading so much Harry Potter.


15 minutes after 8, I walked up the church steps.

It was still cold seeing as how it was mid- January, and I wore a long-sleeved navy shirt with a brown leather jacket over it and jeans.

As I neared the door and lightly pushed it open, a rush of heat washed over me, as well as loud shouting and noisy conversations.

"No hang that over there!"

"Miss Naminé! Miss Naminé! Where should I put this?"

"What song did you say you wanted again?"

I walked passed various people, my eyes searching for anyone I recognized.

"Kairi! You made it!"

Turning by head sideways, I found myself staring at a beautiful blond with a joyful smile on her face. "Yeah…"

Her blue eyes looked nervous and stuck her hand out. "Well, as you already know, I'm Naminé."

My hand shot out to shake hers. "Kairi."

Silence.

Holy cricket is this awkward! And for the first time ever, I agreed with the voice.

"Umm…" I really didn't know what to say to her. Jeez, this was the girl my ex-boyfriend left me for to get married with. It's not like I'm going to start talking about the weather for god's sake.

Her eyes darted from left to right. "Well-"

"-If it isn't my bride and her maid of honor!" Sora's voice boomed from behind us.

We both turn to stare at him. Naminé's face looked thankful as she grabbed hold of his hand. I simply observed the couple.

Sora was smiling tensely at me, as though he expected me to burst out at any second. His comment from before was obviously said to break the tension (like that was going to happen anytime soon).

Naminé's hand gripped his so tightly, as if she thought he would leave her as soon as she let go.

Well, put yourself in her situation. She's staring at her fiancé's ex. She probably thinks you'll steal him away from her.

I hated the fact that my conscious was more understanding than I was.

And making up my mind to play it cool, I greeted him casually, although the casualness was completely opposed to with my narrowed eyes. "Hey, Sora."

He flinched. "Hey, Kai."

Silence.

Minutes later, the three of us were still standing in the same position forming a slightly deformed isosceles triangle. I was waiting for one them to finally crack.

Insert cricket chirping here.

Just when Sora opened his mouth to say something, Naminé's eyes focused on something behind me. "Roxas!"

I spun around and found that he was standing a mere 2 inches away from me. And I would've smiled and greeted him, too…if he wasn't staring at me with such a betrayed look in his eyes.

He looked away from me and at the couple. "Hello, Naminé…" His eyes became hardened. "…And…Sora was it?"

Sora looked sheepish as he stuck his hand out, only to have Roxas stare at it as if it was some monstrous being. He quickly took his hand back.

"Didn't have to be so mean about it, sheesh," I heard him mutter under his breath.

I had never seen Roxas so cold and Sora so uncooperative before.

More silence.

Well, with the four of us, we now formed a nice little square shape. Roxas was across from me, beside Naminé, who was across from Sora, who was beside me.

Wow, that sure was a mouth full.

Blast it all! Kairi say something!

Everyone was trying to control him or herself from saying or doing something stupid.

Naminé was staring at her feet, Sora was frowning at the heavens, Roxas was staring off into space arms crossed defiantly, and I…I was biting my lip.

"Um…" I began.

Everyone turned to stare at me.

"Wedding preparations?" Full sentence, idiot. "Shouldn't we be…working on…wedding preparations?"

"Oh!" Naminé gasped as if she just realized what we were all here for. "Of course. Ahh…Sora, why don't you and Roxas go do…Best Man stuff, while Kairi and I run to some stores and buy dresses?"

She grabbed my hand and literally dragged me outside the church. The last thing I saw before the doors closed was Roxas and Sora glaring at each other.

I hope they don't murder each other. The voice commented in my head.


The drive to the bridal shop wasn't as awkward as I thought it would be.

Naminé was the one driving seeing as how it was her car; she turned on the radio and the music filled the car.

Suddenly, I had a flashback of Sora, Riku, and I back in 11th grade. It was the last day of school and we had parked in front of the beach with the music turned on full blast.

We had built a campfire and spent the night outside watching the stars, talking about nothing, just…enjoying each other's company.

There was one point in our lives where it was always Sora, Riku, and Kairi, just us against the world. I wonder where those days had gone. What happened to us?

You entered the REAL world. The voice condescendingly replied.

I sighed when Naminé parked in front of the store. The real world sucked.


2 Hours after entering the store...

"Does…this dress make me look fat?"

I blinked up from the People magazine I was flipping through and stared at the blushing blonde standing shyly in front of one of the mirrors holding the white gown she was wearing by the edges.

It was a beautiful dress really, but it just didn't suit her. (And it was 10 sizes too small) Problem was…how am I supposed so go about telling her that without sounding rude?

'Yes, that dress makes you look fat you…over weighted…fattie.'

And tell me, my adorable little conscious, how was that NOT rude?

Oh you were serious?

I tried to hide my sigh as Naminé stared at me expectantly by plastering a grin on my face. "You look great, but uhh…"

Looking around the room my eyes widened as they landed on an exquisite white gown made of a silky, smooth material with a low swoop of a neckline at the front and beautiful beads outlining the edges.

It was the most stunning dress I had ever seen. I would've loved to wear it. "But uhh…t-that dress would look way better."

She followed my gaze and gasped when she saw it. I watched her practically dash to its hanger and into a dressing room.

Aww…that was…that was…the voice paused…so NOT like you.

I have no idea what you are talking about; I told the voice. The dress would look great on her. And it is my job as the Maid of Honor to make sure she looks the greatest.

Yeah, sure whatever helps you sleep at night, my dear.

The dressing room door opened and out came the bride. I swear...everyone stopped to watch her. I wouldn't be surprised if TIME stopped; she seemed to be moving in slow motion.

Well, I was right. The dress did look great on her. But for some reason, that didn't make me feel any better.

But I smiled at her nonetheless. And when she asked me, "Do I look okay-?"

I cut her off and told her the truth. "You look amazing."


It was at the 3rd or 4th store that I realized something.

I had to wear a dress. A DRESS. Okay, so that probably isn't such a big deal for you. But you just don't understand. I haven't worn a dress since…since…

All right, do you want to know the truth? I have never, ever worn a dress in my lifetime.

When I was a baby, I wore overalls. Toddler, shorts. Pre-teen, jeans. And it has been jeans ever since.

It really shouldn't have been that big of a deal, right? But hey, I bet you have worn a dress before. You just can't comprehend my situation right now.

Hey, I'll have you know, I myself haven't worn a dress either.

That's because you're a freaking annoying VOICE inside my head.

The voice made a low whistling noise under its breath (can it actually DO that?). SOMEBODY has her knickers in a twist.

I let out a frustrated sigh, which Naminé, who was holding up various dresses before me caught, and in turn, set down the dresses and began speaking.

"I'm sorry. Are these dresses not of your liking?"

Shaking my head, I tried to smile. I hadn't even looked at the dresses. "No. It's just that…" I paused. "I have never worn a dress in my life."

Her face was contorted in a shocked expression. "Never?"

I nodded.

She breathed, looked thoughtful for a second, and then suddenly pumped her fist in the air. "Well then, Kairi, as repayment for finding the perfect dress for me, I will take it upon myself to bestow you with the most beautiful dress you have ever seen."

The perfect dress, Naminé? You're going to wear it at your wedding.

Honestly, woman. Do you have a stick up you arse?

"Why are you being so nice to me?"

Oh, crap. I hadn't meant to say that out loud.

Naminé brought her arm down. "What do you mean?"

Might as well get your feelings our in the open, my friend. This might be your only chance. Speak now or forever hold your peace.

They aren't getting married yet. Save it for the aisle.

"I mean inviting me to this wedding, asking me to be your maid of honor, buying me a dress?" I pointed to the gowns on the table. "Why?"

The blond gestured to herself. "Me? Why am I being nice to you?" She stared directly at me in disbelief. "I'M the reason you and Sora broke up."

My mouth opened to say something but she interrupted me.

"I came out of no where, stole your boyfriend behind your back, made him break up with you, we're getting married, I just about FORCED you to be my maid of honor, and now I'm making you wear a dress!" She lifted her hands up in emphasis.

Bloody hell.

"And I'M the one being nice to you? You have got to be kidding me!" She shrieked.

"Well, it's just that-…" I spoke up.

"I'm the bad guy here, Kairi!" What was up with her cutting me off? "I'm like the bitchy annoying other girl in the movies who takes the main guy away from the main girl causing huge drama and in the end dies in a freaking CAR ACCIDENT!"

"Naminé, you're not-!"

"I don't want to be the bad guy!" She was going hysteric. "Hell, I'm not ready to get married! I don't even know if Sora really loves me! Well, he's said he loved me, but what if he was LYING? Huh? I hate myself for hurting Roxas! For hurting you! What am I doing?"

"C-calm down-!"

"I DON'T WANT TO DIE IN A CAR ACCIDENT, KAIRI!"

Ok, that's it. "You are NOT the bad guy. I don't really think you can just cancel the wedding. Of COURSE, Sora loves you. He doesn't lie!"

Err…

"Well, excluding that whole 'he was dating you behind my back thing'. Roxas, he…you don't have to worry about him hating you. And I am okay now! I've gotten over it. You're not doing anything wrong, Naminé."

She let out a deep breath.

"And I can assure you that you aren't going to die in any car accidents anytime soon."

I sighed, closed my eyes, and leaned back in my seat. That felt good. Really, really good.

When I opened my eyes, it was no shock when I saw everyone in the store staring at Naminé and me with shocked expressions. 2nd time this week…

Minutes later, after not saying anything to each other I was back to reading magazines when she started talking.

"Hey, Kairi," The blond addressed with a more comfortable voice, "I think I found it."

I turned to look at her. "Found what?" Gasping when I saw the item in her hands.

She grinned in satisfaction. "The perfect dress, of course."

It was safe to say that things between Naminé and me had finally settled down.


When we entered the church an hour later (we stopped by the ice cream shop along the way), chaos met us.

The workers were running in frenzy, people were breaking down, stuff littered the floor, and in the middle of it all was Sora and Roxas both carrying a bouquet of flowers screaming at one another.

Roxas glared at the brunette. "No, You Idiot, the Flowers are supposed to be PINK!" He threw the bouquet at him.

Sora growled. "It's PURPLE! PURPLE! I think I would KNOW what the color of my wedding is!" He threw his at Roxas.

"OH! I'm sorry. This coming from the guy who didn't even know WHO WAS COMING TO THE FREAKING WEDDING!"

"Why you!"

Sora took a basket of flower petals and started throwing them at Roxas who in return started chasing the other with a candlestick.

Watching the scene play out, I threw a look at Naminé. She busted out laughing, and I joined in after her as Roxas began whacking Sora with the candlestick.

It didn't matter at the moment that the wedding was only 13 days away…

That could wait.


A/N: A slightly longer chapter for you darling readers! Sorry for the lack of Roxiri-ness, but they need to make up first.

WOOT! SOOO close to the end! AHHH!

REVIEWWW if you want me to update SOOONER!

Next Chapter: It's already been 5 days, and Roxas still hasn't spoken to me.

Kairi attempts to mend her relationship with Roxas, who meanwhile spends some very needed male bonding time with the groom.

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