Disclaimer: Okay, let's see. If I owned Kingdom Hearts, why the heck would I be writing a disclaimer?
I don't own Mean Girls, Harry Potter, My Best Friend's Wedding, and the Chapel song.
Theme songs: blah
All right, and the whole beginning part intro thing will be past tensed and the rest of the chapter present…sort of.
You and Me
Chapter 7: I'd Rather Be a Blonde Haired Bimbo Than a Fugly Brown Haired Slut
I thought it would only last a day or two, but it didn't. How long could I have possibly gone knowing the undeniable the truth?
He hated me.
Roxas hated me.
It's already been 5
days, and Roxas still hasn't spoken to me
5 DAYS UNTIL THE WEDDING
I really don't understand it.
Why is it that I feel so hurt? To the point where I would go as far as to jump of a cliff and commit suicide just to end this unbearable pain? It never hurt this bad when Sora broke up with me.
And all Roxas was doing was ignoring me.
Had I really fallen so far as to break into a thousand pieces at the mere thought of not being able to be with him anymore?
Yes. Have we NOT discussed this already?
I sighed, not wanting to deal with the voice (I just recently dubbed it Potter, through the influence of a certain J.K. Rowling).
You are putty in his hands, slave to his charm, etcetera, etcetera, and etcetera. Honestly, woman. If you keep up this whole self-pitying thing, you're just going to make it worse.
Shut up, Potter. What would YOU know?
Pitying yourself won't make him love you.
I don't want him to LOVE me; I want him to forgive me.
Staring across the church, I locked eyes with a dull looking Roxas. His eyes immediately narrowed and the corners of his mouth descended. He turned his back on me and continued doing his assigned tasks.
If possible, my heart broke even further.
In my mind I saw Potter shaking it's imaginary head as it let out a low whistle.
Good luck with that.
4 DAYS UNTIL THE WEDDING
"MOVIE NIGHT! MOVIE NIGHT!" Naminé chanted.
The four of us, Naminé, Sora, Roxas, and me, were sitting on a huge couch in Sora and Naminé's snazzy, new apartment.
The bride was the one to suggest the mini-party for us to just relax and have a good time. I couldn't argue with that. But what worried me was the fact that Naminé was the one to choose the movies…
"We're watching MEAN GIRLS, and MY BEST FRIEND'S WEDDING!" She exclaimed happily.
My eye twitched at the mention of the second movie. Roxas, who was coincidentally sitting next to me, stiffened. And Sora complained, "Mean girls! If you haven't noticed, Miné, there are guys in the room…"
"Yeah, course I did," she replied, "but you guys need to get in touch with your feminine side." She winked slyly at us.
I cast a sidelong glance to Roxas who caught it and a hint of a smile appeared on his face, but it was gone before I could blink.
I sighed as the lights went off and the movie began.
-
In the midst of Mean girls…
-
"There's a 30 percent chance that it's already raining…"
I laughed. The movie was pretty funny, I never gave it a chance at first but it sure did remind me of the good old days of Destiny High.
Roxas, I could tell, was trying to appear manly and hold in his laughter throughout the entire movie. Sora was watching vividly and didn't mind laughing at all the funny parts. And Naminé, she…where was she?
I glanced around the room, but she was nowhere to be seen.
Quietly, I excused myself to the bathroom, and instead explored to the other side of the apartment where Sora and Naminé's room was located. I knocked on the door.
"Naminé?" I called.
No answer.
I tried again, but nothing happened.
I opened the door slightly and wandered in. I knew it was wrong and all, but something was telling me to do it. The room was beckoning me to enter. And so I did.
The lights were already on, so I could make everything out clearly. The room was pretty huge, and had a dark oceanic theme about it. The bed was king-sized and majestic. On top of it was a black tuxedo, probably Sora's for the wedding.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw something glitter and walked over to where I saw it on the dresser mirror by the side of the bed. On top, was a beautiful diamond ring. The band was silver and had engraving on the inside.
Curious, I picked it up so I could see what it said.
R&N
My eyebrows raised and before I could process a thought, I heard Naminé's voice come from outside.
"Hey guys! Where's Kairi?"
I panicked and placed the ring back where I found it and exited the room as quick and as quietly as I could.
When I returned Mean Girls was over, and My Best Friend's Wedding was just being put in. So, I sat back down on the couch.
"Hey, Kairi where were you?" Naminé asked, "You weren't in the bathroom."
I tried to look as inconspicuously as possible as I answered. "Oh. I got lost," I shot her a fake sheepish smile. Thankfully, neither of the guys was looking at me, for if they had, they would have caught my lie for sure.
Naminé laughed.
"Where were you?" I asked.
"Oh, I was getting popcorn in the kitchen." Of course, you imbecile. "Want some?" She held out a bowl to me. I took it from her graciously.
"Ladies, the movie's starting," Sora informed us.
I leaned back in my seat, and Naminé took her place by Sora.
-
In the midst of My Best Friend's Wedding…
-
"You kissed him! At my parents house! On my wedding day!"
My eyes were wide the entire movie. I was completely convinced that there some secret, hidden message that Naminé was trying to tell us all by renting and making us watch this movie. I was just too disturbed at the fact to even bother wondering what it was.
I reached for some popcorn and brushed against someone else's hand. I looked up and saw Roxas. But he wasn't looking at me but at our hands, or to be more specific, the brightly colored bracelet hanging on my wrist.
I snatched my hand out of the bowl without bothering to take any popcorn and turned to stare at the TV.
Roxas was still staring at me. I could feel it, but I didn't look his way, and eventually he too turned to watch the movie.
We were getting back into the movie until Naminé stood up suddenly. We all stared up at her form.
"Oh, Roxas. I forgot to give you something for the wedding." There was something weird about her voice when she said this, but I brushed it off.
"Okay. Where is it?" He asked.
I watched her carefully as her eyes darted to her fiancé and back to Roxas as she smiled pleasantly. "It's in the bedroom…come with me?"
I turned to Sora as if expecting to say something, but he didn't look worried.
Roxas, though, looked unsure, but stood up and followed her out of the room.
Minutes passed, and they returned back to their seats on the couch. I watched as Roxas slipped something into his pocket and started watching the movie again. But when I looked closely I could tell he wasn't really watching it, though. His eyes were unfocused.
Why are you being all spy girl today? Honestly. There's nothing wrong. You're just paranoid.
I frowned, but went on through the rest of the night without any more weird occurrences.
3 DAYS UNTIL THE WEDDING
"ROXAS!!"
A male voice cried down the halls of the church in complete fury.
I was just sitting on one of the piers wondering to God what I did to deserve this messed up wedding, when I heard it. Turning, I saw it was Sora…
…In a…pink tuxedo.
Oh, the little bugger's so going to get it now!!
How the heck did he even manage getting that ON him?
And then I remembered the tuxedo lying on the bed. I shook my head. Poor Sora.
A blond head peaked out from behind one of the pillars, saw Sora's poor state, and immediately began snickering softly to himself. "Yes, darling?" He drawled.
Sora twitched slightly, and marched right up to him, jabbing his finger against the other's chest.
"WHAT." Poke.
"THE." Poke.
"HELL!!!" Super quadruple poke.
Roxas didn't seem at all fazed as he pulled the intruding finger away from his form. "You seem…troubled."
"Troubled?" Sora began incredulously. "Are you kidding??!! Do you NOT see the freaking pink tuxedo??!!" He yelled gesturing to his attire.
"Oh. I see it."
"AND!!??"
"I've got a matching pink carriage to go along with it if you'd like."
Sora fumed. "Y-you!! YOU!!! YOU FREAKING BLONDE HAIRED BIMBO!!!!"
I fell off my seat in laughter.
Roxas took the insult like a man. "I'd rather be a blonde haired bimbo than a fugly brown haired slut."
Obviously, the two had watched just a little too much Mean Girls.
"FUGLY?!? What the-!!"
Just then, Naminé burst through the church doors boom box in hand singing to her new CD of selectively picked wedding songs, which were playing full blast. (She has yet to decide on one.)
"We're going to the cha-pel and we're, gonna get ma-rrr-rieed…" She stopped mid-note as she saw the expressions on everyone's face. Most consisted of open jaws and wide eyes.
She put her hands on her hips, and scoffed.
"It's my wedding. I can do what I want to." That made everyone go back to his or her own business, no one wanted to mess with the bride. Honestly, it's like being a bride made it obligatory to be PMS-ing twenty-four seven.
Sora came up to his soon-to-be wife and stopped in front of her arms crossed in front of his chest. Naminé looked him up and down, blinked, and turned to Roxas with a raised eyebrow. "It was YOU."
He shrugged.
She stared at him for a few more seconds before she turned back around and began playing with her stereo.
Sora gawked at her. "That's it?"
"Well, what were you expecting?"
"Oh, I don't know. Something more than a LOOK, which was quite low on your standards, I mean you give me looks of freaking murder, and all he gets was an eyebrow raise! AN EYEBROW RAISE!!"
She looked at him absently. "So?"
"I-!!" He looked from Roxas to her. "ARGH!!!" Then he stormed down the hall and into one of the dressing rooms.
I looked at his retreating pink back, and a thought hit me.
What was up with Roxas and the color pink?
Potter inwardly shrugged.
Maybe the boy's gay.
2 DAYS UNTIL THE WEDDING (not in Kairi's POV gasp )
"I think you're gay."
Roxas eye twitched in annoyance. "Why does everyone always say that? I AM NOT GAY!"
Sora stood in front of a large mirror in the dressing room wearing his sharp, new, black tuxedo. He gave the other a look over, from his torn jeans, to the tight gray skull shirt, and lastly up to his smooth, flawless face and stylish messy blond hair.
"There's nothing wrong with being gay..." Sora trailed off.
Roxas had a deadpanned expression etched on his face.
"I'm not gay."
Sora shrugged.
"Maybe you're a metro-sexual."
"And maybe you're a raving lunatic," Roxas shrugged, "But then again I am 'a blonde haired bimbo' whose to say that I could be mistaken?"
Sora laughed at his previous joke. "HA! 'Blonde haired bimbo'…I must say, that name does seem to suit you."
"Just as being a 'fugly brown haired slut' does you," Roxas retorted.
"Well, you know what-!" Sora began but was suddenly cut off.
"Why do we always do this?"
Sora cocked his head to the side. "Uhh. Do what?"
"Fight."
The other scratched the back of his head in thought. "Be-cause…it's fun?"
"Fun?" Roxas repeated with a raised eyebrow. "Throwing stupid, meaningless insults at each other is fun?"
"Well, yeah," Sora answered openly, "That is until we run out of ideas again and resort to just glaring at each other, because then it just becomes plain boring."
Roxas sighed. "You do know that the reason that Naminé made me become best man was so we could formally 'bond' with one another."
"Psch. 'Formally 'bond'? What the heck does she mean by that?"
Roxas watched as the groom snickered to himself quietly and rolled his eyes at his level of maturity. "Well, whatever it is. We're not doing it."
"So what? You actually want to try to get along?" Sora asked with an incredulous stare.
"Well, if we don't, then I have a pretty bad feeling that this wedding is going to end pretty messily. Disastrously."
"Hey! Don't jinx my wedding, you queer!" Sora remarked instantly smacking the other upside the head.
"I'm NO queer, you imbecile!"
"OH. Use of big words. Nice touch. Kudos for Roxy," Sora sarcastically replied.
Roxas flinched at the familiar nickname. "Don't call me that."
"Why not? Kairi calls you that all the time. Or well…at least she used to until…"
One of the store workers came in and held up another black tuxedo to Roxas, who took it with a nod of his head. Meanwhile, Sora sat on one of the lush couches and slouched.
As the blond put on the suit, Sora pondered out loud. "Why are you acting so weird to Kairi?"
Roxas paused to turn and stare at the brunette, before looking away again. "I don't know what you're talking about." He said this with a rough edge. Sora didn't miss the 'Leave it alone' that was left unsaid, but he just couldn't let it go.
"You guys seemed pretty okay at Naminé's birthday party."
"Yeah, so?"
Sora's eyebrows furrowed. "What happened?"
The blond ran a hand through his hair and sighed. "Who said anything happened?"
"Look," Sora began, "You and I both know that there's something going on between you two. There's no use denying it. It'll get you NOWHERE. So just tell me the truth."
The other finished dressing and stared at him in the mirror. "The truth? What would you know about the truth?"
Sora frowned. "Don't even start with-"
"With what? With the fact that you were cheating on Kairi with my girlfriend? Or the fact that you still haven't told her the REAL truth about the two of you?"
The groom's eyes widened. "How did you…?"
"Naminé finally told me," Roxas informed him with crossed arms.
Sora's eyebrows furrowed. "Okay so you know. But then…why are you still acting so rude to Kairi?"
Roxas looked to the side in resentment. "Because she knew about you and Naminé getting married and she didn't tell me. She didn't tell me that Naminé cheated on me. And she didn't even tell me that you were her ex- boyfriend."
Sora stayed silent.
"I guess," Roxas started up again, "I guess after all that time we spent together I thought that maybe she would trust me enough to tell me this kind of stuff, especially since it involved me. I mean I thought she cared more about me-"
"You don't get it do you?" Sora spoke suddenly cutting him off. "She kept it from you because she cares about you…She cares enough about you to keep it to herself to prevent you from getting hurt."
"How could keeping it from me help me from getting hurt? In the end, that made it worse," Roxas commented.
"You must really not know Kairi as well as you think you do," Sora noted, "Because if you did, you'd know what kind of person she is." He smiled to himself. "She's different from other people. She tries her hardest to help, but…always manages to go about it all wrong."
"And it's not her fault really," he continued, "She's reckless like that. Always doing the first thing that comes to her head and never thinking things through."
"Like this one time, there was this little girl crying because she dropped her ice cream cone. Kairi felt really bad for her, so she got her a new ice cream cone. But when she went to give it to her, she tripped, and ended up hitting the little girl in the face with the ice cream. It was pretty funny, except the little girl started crying even harder and ran away to her grandmother who in turn chased Kairi around with a walking stick…"
Roxas looked at him with an indifferent look, as if he didn't care, but Sora knew that in truth, he was listening and storing every piece of information he could get about her.
"I guess what I'm trying to say is, forgive her. For both of your sakes."
The best man looked back at the groom with a contradictory expression.
"I'll forgive her, but I won't forgive you. Not yet. Not until you tell her the truth that she deserves."
Roxas's intense look pierced the gaze of Sora's who gave him an equally harsh look.
"Sure, fine. I'll tell her the truth, but you're forgetting one thing," Sora added.
"And what would that be?"
"You've been lying to her, too."
Roxas glared murderously as the brunette walked away in stride
1 DAY UNTIL THE WEDDING (Kairi's POV again)
"See, I really love you and we're…gonna get MARRIED…"
I rolled my eyes at the bride as I rested my chin on my palm as she twirled and danced in her wedding gown singing her newly chosen wedding theme…for the 100th time that day.
Make her bloody stop! Potter yelled.
"Naminé…" I started slowly not wanting to get her riled up. "Don't you think you should-"
She twirled toward me with bright wide eyes. "Yes?"
I sighed. "…Never mind."
Naminé grinned beautifully at me. "Oh, Kairi. I am SO excited!!"
Really? I couldn't tell.
I forced a small smile. "Uh. Me too."
"The dress is perfect. The decorations are perfect. The song is perfect. The catering is perfect. The guest seating is perfect. AH! I could just go on and on…" She spun around once more and stared at me, "I was so nervous at first. But now, I've never felt so ALIVE, so…so I can't explain it. But it's a wonderful feeling."
She stood before me and took my hands in hers. "And I owe it all to you, Kai."
I flinched at the name, but said nothing. "I didn't do anything," I spoke honestly.
"Nonsense!" Naminé exclaimed, "You led me through this, gave me encouragement, and convinced me to go through with this wedding. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be standing in this wedding gown before you now."
"Um."
"So modest," she replied.
And then she went on talking about the wedding and I began tuning her out subconsciously.
Then, I started picturing blue eyes, blonde hair, and a smile that made me go weak in the knees-
STOP THINKING ABOUT HIM.
I snapped out of it, just as I heard the end of Naminé's statement.
"…And since you and Roxas are supposed to go together-"
I blinked. "What?"
She looked at me with a curious gaze. "Well, the best man and the maid of honor are supposed to go together…I thought you knew."
"Go together," I repeated with dread, "As in…a couple?"
Naminé laughed prettily. "Well, of course."
I swallowed. "As in…we dance together, and…walk down the aisle together…and…and," I covered my face with my hands, "Oh God."
The bride looked worried. "Is…there a problem? I thought you guys were pretty close…" She trailed off.
"Yeah, we were. And now, he absolutely hates me."
Her eyebrows furrowed. "But he shouldn't be mad at you anymore, after all, I did tell him the truth about-!" She slapped a hand over her mouth. I looked up at her suspiciously from my seat on the couch.
"You told him…what?"
She shook her head and walked towards the door. "I, uh, have to go check on the caterers," she flashed a fake smile, "I'll see you later!" And then she dashed out of the room.
I narrowed my eyes at the spot she was just at.
I thought the catering was perfect. Potter remarked sarcastically.
As I was just about to follow her out, something clicked in the back of my mind, and then suddenly all the pieces fell into place.
How could I have not seen this before?
What Roxas said in his apartment, "My family used to live in Twilight Town with Naminé's family. They moved here a while ago and my parents decided that I should come and live here with them for a while."
It seems so obvious now.
Selphie's findings at Castle Oblivion, "…he wouldn't go on a vacation without you… to the hotel they were staying at…walls were as thin as paper…"
...And there was even a time where he disappeared completely and without a trace for a week. He told me it was his on account of his parents' divorce…
All the clues come together...
The tape, "You're going to have to leave her, you know…"
Sora's message on the answering machine, Kairi…I… it's me, Sora, again. And well, I didn't get to explain everything to you… There's more to it then that and…I…I just wanted…
Naminé's
outburst at the bridal shop, "…stole your boyfriend behind
your back, made him break up with you..."
The scene at movie night, "It's in the bedroom…come with me?"
The ring.
And then now, "But he shouldn't be mad at you anymore, after all, I did tell him the truth about-!"
My eyes widened when the truth finally dawned on me. I didn't waste any time darting out of the door just as Naminé did.
If they think that they could just get away with hiding the truth from me for so long, they had another thing coming.
Finally, an update.
Sorry for the hold-up guys. I blame life…and high school.
Hoped you guys enjoyed! And don't forget to review!
ONE MORE CHAPTER LEFT!
Has anyone figured it out yet?
Next chapter: There's got to be more to life than chasing after some stupid, lying...handsome...idiot of a guy, there's got to be.
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