Just so you know, this is written as if it were the prologue to something and Sora and Kairi know each other very well and have met before and blah, blah, blah...this takes place during the timeline.(because what the creepy guy says really effects Roxas in the end) Where exactly? It's up to you to decide. Oh...and...yes...I have a twin. Unfortunately.(she's so annoying with her cheerleader-peppiness and throwing pom-poms all over the place! She actually did an aerial on my laptop and I had to get a new one...-sigh-) That's actually why I always make Roxas and Sora twins as well as Naminé and Kairi.
And...as I've said before, I don't think doing pure, unsaturated concentrated fluff is my forté, so, alas, I had to mix in some other element in this chapter. Since I've never gotten into a kissy-kissy-goo-goo situation before, I don't know what a kiss is like and so that, my friends, is the sole reason why fluff is certainly not on one of the things I write best at. But still, don't you guys think that Roxas protecting Nami-hime (even when he gets gravely hurt by it!) is completely, utterly, and totally brave, noble, and so romantic of him?!?
Bonus Chapter: Battle Aftermath
Hello, my name is Naminé. I'm the Princess of the Tsugare Kingdom, but I'm currently on vacation(for three wondrous weeks!) with the love of my life. Before I get to him, I have to tell you a little something about myself: I control memories. I can make people's memories disappear, rearrange them in an order I like, I can do just about anything with people's memories. The only thing I cannot do is go into my own memories, because two years ago I erased my whole life and started to recreate it from there.
If I try to dig up my old life(I'm assuming it's not pleasant if I wanted to forget everything), then this person(who shall not be mentioned) sends these voices on me. I think it's because I died and I got revived and that someone is telling me not to remember that. I guess if you think about it...I'm the living dead! Kind of creepy, huh? But I'm not crazy. Just ask Roxas, my boyfriend. He's a completely different story. First off, he's half-angel. You can tell, too. If you hear him sing - you can definitely tell he's not human. He's also a weapon but I'm not going to get into details because this is a vacation and it's supposed to be a break from his - our - violent lives. His especially, I just kind of tag along and help him through it. Through what, you ask? Well...curiosity killed the cat, that's all I have to say!
So you might be wondering why he and I are lying down next to each other in a wide open grassy field staring at the sky. Well, there is one reason and one reason alone: We're watching the clouds go by. I mean, it's funner than it looks, some clouds are shaped pretty oddly and we like talking about that. I've never taken the time to just stare at the sky before. It's nice and there's a slight breeze, too. Watching some birds fly overhead, I wondered what it would be like to fly. Maybe...
"I wonder what it would be like to fly. You're so lucky, Roxas, that you have not only one pair, but three pairs of wings to help you soar through the sky. It must be nice to be able to fly that high and just let every worry you had just melt away." I said. "I wish I could just float on clouds like you must be able to do."
"...If you were even part angel, I could lend you my wings so that you could fly, and I could take you up there myself but I'm sure the experience is different." He said, sitting up and looking at me.
"Really? You'd do that for me?"I asked. He stood up and held out a hand. I took it and hoped that I didn't pull on his arm too hard as I got up. Even if I did, I couldn't dislocate it. I'm ashamed to admit it, but I am pathetically weak. It's why I appreciate Roxas' protection so much. I'd be pushing up daisies by now if I didn't have him. He's not my boyfriend ONLY because of that, it's because I love him. Why? Well, he's so sweet but he can be such a dope at times! Roxas is probably the most kindest person I know, which is ironic because he's a weapon made for killing people.
"Always know that I'd do anything for you. But the only thing is that we can't fly that high up. I mean, as high as the clouds or anything. I don't have any problem flying." He said, the Oblivion and Ultima(weapons that were over-sized keys, we call them 'keyblades') appearing in his hands. I wondered why he took them out? Certainly not to admire them. He usually only used them when he was fighting. Maybe there was an enemy nearby?
"Why not? Is-is it because I'm heavy?" I asked, looking down at myself. I knew I was just a big blob of flesh! I should've gone on that diet but noooooo...my parents just have to tell me I look good the way I am and I don't need to starve myself!
"No, you're not fat! You look beautiful. Anyway, the reason why I can't take you up there is because of the cold temperatures. You'll probably die of hypothermia if I go up all the way. Of course I can't get hypothermia, instead it affects my internal systems a little but I'm more tolerant of hyperthermia only because of Axel." He stated. Wait...Axel...Did I know an Axel? The name sounded familiar!
"Oh yeah! The guy with the insane red hair that tried to kill you with those spikey-wheelies! He was apart of Organization XII, right?" I asked. I remembered Axel...yeah, Axel was the one with the spikey red hair and those firey wheelie-things...
"It was Organization XIII. It had thirteen members, not twelve. Me being the thirteenth. Axel only tried to kill me because Ansem ordered everyone to kill me, and his weapons are 'chakrams', not 'spikey-wheelies'. But they're all dead so it doesn't matter. I hate Seifer." He mumbled. We all hated Seifer, who was this arrogant, self-egotistical jerk with this I-Can't-Die-and-I-am-the-Best-Thing-That-Has-Happened-to-Everyone attitude. Four reasons why Roxas hates Seifer: 1. Seifer's the reason he became a weapon, 2. Seifer killed off all of Roxas' buddies in Organization XII, 3. He has complete control over darkness, while Roxas can control light(thus making them natural enemies even if they were best friends) and 4. Seifer claims he 'loves' me but he doesn't really. Who the heck knows why he actually wants me, but he claims what he wants to claim and no one is going to tell him differently.
"...They're in a better place right now, Roxas, I'm sure." I said in a convincing manner but both he and I knew that was not true. Why would weapons meant for causing people's deaths go to Heaven? It wasn't their fault, but, still...His keyblades disappeared and he stuffed his hands into his pockets.
"What's done is done and can't be undone. That's what Pops always said. It's no use dwelling on things that already happened." Roxas then shrugged and looked at me. It was a long silence but I didn't really mind it. I was just enjoying the slight breeze that made my hair blow. "You want to get back to the hotel?" He finally asked. I nodded.
"Mmm-Hmm. That'd be nice. But I don't really feel like walking back there..." I said in this sweet voice. Roxas blinked and looked confused. He's not exactly the brightest star in the sky when it comes to common sense so I decided to give him a hint as to what I meant. "...You know...riding the wind would definitely be better than walking. I'm sure you need to exercise your wings, too." He rose an eyebrow and then I'm sure a metaphorical lightbulb appeared over his head as his face lit up.
"Oh! I get what you're saying!" His wings appeared. Only two of them, though.(He's one of those rare six-winged angels) A black one with a tint of blue/purple, representing Oblivion(his keyblade can also become his wing, and he does have real ones, this is just a safe alternative) and a glittery light blue one that seemed to have a net draped over it appeared, representing Ultima. He stretched his wings and flapped them.
"Roxas, I have a question..."I asked as he scooped me up and I placed my arms around his neck(I didn't want to strangle him). "...What would happen if someone were to, like, cut off your wings? Is such a thing even possible?" He flapped his wings and then he took flight. I tightened my grip a little. Seeing the ground flow under me was a little intimidating.
"Well, it depends on who cut them off and which ones you're talking about." He said simply, then I heard him utter something and even though my face was probably a couple of inches away from his mouth, I did not hear him. But I decided not to question that, either. Roxas knows what he's doing most of the time.
"Say if Seifer cut off your real wings, what would happen? Would you never be able to fly again? Would they just grow back?" I felt so stupid for not knowing anything about his angel heritage. I should know, right? But I guess the only way for knowledge is through questions.
"I'll tell you, only if you swear never to tell anyone about it. It's our absolute secret and our deadly...if we know how to use it right...trump card." He said, and then smiled at me. "But I trust you..."
"I swear I won't tell anyone, Roxas!" Though I felt a little unsure of it myself. I know I would never, ever tell anyone...but if it was REALLY like, a olympian-sized life-threatening devastating world-ending secret, I don't know if I could pull off acting like I didn't know about it.
"The secret is...if an angel cuts off their own wings, they become one-hundred percent human. BUT, when someone else cuts off an angel's wings, they grow back twice the size they were before. You see, if my mother didn't give her wings, mine wouldn't be so big. Angels' wings naturally grow with them, but say if I just had two wings and someone didn't cut them off for me, I would have trouble flying this high. I'd be more gliding than flying. Anyway, all of the supernatural world thinks that if an angel's wings are cut off, they turn human. So most of us, when our wings get cut off by enemies, we have to act like we're human. That's why you can't tell anyone. If I'm ever in a fight with a vampire or something and he cuts my wings off thinking I'm now human, you can't just shout, 'Oh, they'll grow back, right?' because that would give everything away." He explained. My mouth formed an 'o'.
"Ooooohhhh...but why? The only way you can have big feathery wings is if someone cuts off your wings and you grow them back...Well, whatever. I don't understand the laws of angels and I don't think I'm supposed to. I'm human after all." This whole thing was just a big ordeal because no one wanted to leave Roxas or I alone. Seifer didn't want to leave either of us alone, Kairi didn't want to leave either of us alone, my parents, his father AND a certain hyper-active minstrel(Selphie) would keep cracking jokes at us, too! I mean, sure, they were the old family jokes but they were still annoying.
He didn't reply to what I said. Instead, he landed a couple of feet in front of the town the Hotel was located in, and set me down as his wings disappeared. He opened his mouth to say something when a big black puff of smoke obscured my vision and I couldn't see a thing. When the smoke cleared(which was too quick for comfort) a certain ninja we all knew appeared.
"Hi guys! Long time no see, huh? I'm sure you remember me, Great Ninja-In-Training Anonymous-Sakura!" Both of us knew her. Roxas identified her as a 'Princess of Heart' and, well...we knew each other because she tried to make him a ninja and did so unsuccessfully but gave him a keyblade as a participation prize.
"What's up? And no, I still can't become a ninja. I'm on vacation, as you can plainly see." He gestured to his casual clothes(usually he wore a big black cloak that made him look emo) and my plainer-than-normal sundress which was accompanied by a one of those sunhats that are white and have the large brim and the sash and the flowers...the whole nine yards.
"I figured as much! Do you know how many gruesome hours I took out of my life to find you guys! Next time vacation somewhere closer, it'll make my life a lot easier! Geez!" She said, running a hand through her oddly lavendar hair. She looked emo, too. But she was a ninja so she had an excuse as to why she was dressing in drag. "Oh, that reminds me! There's this new recruit in A.N.O.N.(a secret ninja organization) and he said to me, 'Help me find my key. I lost it somewhere and you, Princess, can help me find it' in this really eerie voice that creeped me out."
"Why are you asking us for help? He didn't ask us, he asked you." I pointed out. She nodded. If she knew, then why'd she take the trouble to find us when she could've searched for the lost item instead?
"Yeah, but I remember you wanted that over-sized key of mine so I thought this key he was talking about you might have stolen from him or something. The guy seemed pretty upset, too. Well, I just wanted to ask you if you've did the most unhonorable deed possible and STOLE from someone!" Anonymous-Sakura asked, hands on hips and looking at Roxas like he was a thief.
"No! Never! I wouldn't steal from anyone! I've only stolen two things in my life...and both I stole a long time ago. I swore to myself that I'd never steal anything from anyone ever again." He said, placing his hand on the spot where his heart would've been beating, but, alas, he didn't have one so need for worrying. But Roxas had such a sorrowful and lonely look in his eyes right then, he looked like he had been shunned from society. The thing that hurt was that I knew I had shunned him, too, two years ago when I learned how monstrous he truly could be. That was the whole reason why I banished my memories in the first place.
"Okay, I'll take you to A.N.O.N.'s HQ. That alright? I'll return you to your vacation spot afterward, I swear!" She saluted to us. Roxas looked at me and I nodded.
"Why not?" I shrugged, then placed a daring smile on my face, "Let's turn this thing into an adventure, Roxas! I've always wanted to be inside a ninja's headquarters and see how they operate!"
"Yeah, c'mon, Roxas, please? Your girlfriend said so!" Anonymous-Sakura placed the same look on her face until we both gave him the irresistible puppy-eye-pout. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair.
"Fine..." He sighed, not looking happy as he crossed his arms. We both thanked him happily as Anonymous-Sakura placed a hand on my shoulder and another on Roxas' shoulder.
"This might feel a little odd...I'm going to teleport you both using my super-secret spy skills! I call them S.S.S.S.! Ready?" We both nodded, "Let's go for a ride!"
In an instant I was standing in front of...a wide open field. I looked around in confusion. Nobody? "He-"I was about to yell 'Hello', but then I felt someone grab my foot and drag me underground. I let out a scream but I heard a 'shhh' and someone covered my mouth.
"Headquarters are underground! Fran-dono is showing Roxas around already, so keep quiet!" I head Anonymous-Sakura say as she removed her hand from my mouth. It was pitch black and I couldn't see a thing, but I managed to stumble around until I saw a bright light. I stared it for awhile, not really believing there was a light in the middle of all this darkness, until the ninja-ette pushed me into the light.
I realized it wasn't a light, but glowing doors that I tumbled through. "WHOA!" People dressed in black, like our resident ninja-in-training friend, whom all stared at me.(but then quickly went back to their duties) The place seemed to have no ceiling though it was underground. We must have went down tons of stairs or it was ninja magic or something. It was a wide open space covered in white-and-blue marble floor. There were two spiral staircases going up for a pretty long height, then both met up nto a platform that overlooked the whole HQ, and some doors in a wall that I could barely see, and some dummies with ninja-stars(shruiken, I think they're called?) and kunai implanted in them scattered between the doors I was at and the doors all the way across from me.
Then, I saw a woman in black(unsurprisingly) with white-ish hair and bunny ears showing Roxas around. Anonymous-Sakura held out a hand that I took and got up. "This place is...wow! All the ninja in A.N.O.N. live here?"
"Well, not really 'live' here so to speak, but it's where we report back to Fran-dono and receive missions from her as well. Fran-dono is the woman with the bunny ears and the leader of all the ninja mostly everywhere! That's why this place is so big! We're always constantly looking for new recruits to sign up for the ninja way of life!" She said happily as Fran and Roxas came over to us.
"You're going to show them Baralai, am I right? You said they could fix our problem with him." Fran said, looking at Roxas, then at me, then at Anonymous-Sakura.
"Wait-Baralai?!? You recruited BARALAI?!? Baralai as in the white-haired very tan Baralai? You made him become a ninja?" Roxas suddenly yelled.
"Well, technically, Fran-dono did. I found the poor guy, wandering the lands without any memory of himself or anything! I decided that since the guy had nothing better to do, why not make him a ninja!" Anonymous-Sakura shrugged, then looked at me with an almost-terrified look. "Your boyfriend seems a little mad, why don't you calm him down a little?"
"Roxas, who's this 'Baralai' person?" I asked, and he sighed, blowing off some steam by repeatedly clenching and un-clenching his fists.
"Remember that black-haired girl apart of the Angel Five, named Ellie? She fell in love with that person. I just feel terrible that their wings got stolen from them so I thought it might cheer her up if he goes and sees her, though Baralai doesn't remember her." Roxas said, shrugging.
"Oh...he lost his memories of his loved one? That's so sad! You can take him to Miss Ellie if you want. I believe no one should ever be separated from a person they love! Don't you agree, Fran-dono?" Anonymous-Sakura asked, and Fran did not answer. She had a deadpan look on her face but when the ninja-in-training snapped her fingers, she snapped out of her daze.
"Of course. I completely agree with you. You have my permission as well." She said, then walked away. Anonymous-Sakura waved and skipped after her.
"Wait!" I called, but it was too late. "...They didn't even tell us where he was..." I shrugged and looked back at - "Roxas?!? Hey, where did you go? Ugh! You left me too!" Well, now I was in this giant underground ninja headquarters by myself. Just me by myself. I always liked company so I wasn't too happy. "I can't believe he left me..." I whined, deciding to be bold and walking up the spiral staircase which no ninja was occupying(which I thought was strange since it was wide). Then I walked onto the platform that overlooked the whole place. "He's supposed to be by my side, always! I mean, what if someone just attacked me right here?" I wondered aloud.
Where exactly could he have gone? "HEY, YOU!" I heard a yell(disrupting my thoughts) from a ninja on the lower floor yelling up to me. I could barely hear the person, and their voice was so mellow I couldn't tell if the poor person was male or female. I pointed to myself to make sure this person was addressing me, "YEAH, YOU! NO ONE'S SUPPOSED TO BE UP THERE BECAUSE THE BALCONY-"
"Because the balcony...?" I questioned, but I shouldn't have even made a move as I watched everyone back away. What was the matter? I felt a jolt that sent me to my knees because it was so sudden. I decided to look behind me to investigate the reason. Cracks in the marble connecting the spiral staircases to this little platform I was on were starting to appear. 'They should've had some 'No Crossing' Lines or something!' I thought numbly. I began to wonder if I could make a mad dash to the stable side.
I stood, and the cracks began to deepen. I lowered myself like I was getting ready for a race. I felt the ground beneath my feet tilt towards the lower floor... 'GO!!!' I mentally yelled, and I sprinted away from the falling platform. It wouldn't have done me any good anyway, because the whole spiral staircase was about to fall. 'I knew I should've gone on that frickin' diet!' I thought, but it was really only because the marble was incredibly old and anything, even a potato, would've sent it packing. I didn't reach the other side before the whole staircase fell.
Somehow, and I have no idea how, but I managed to get myself under the falling debris so no matter where I fell, the rubble would hit me and most likely I would die on impact or I would have my neck snapped from the fall anyway and would instantly die. I decided that I would rather have my neck snapped and an instant death than crushing my body flat until nothing is left. At least Roxas would be able to bury me that way. 'Roxas...' I thought about him for a moment, and I didn't care that I was getting closer to the floor, fast.
Out of pure fear hidden by curiosity, I looked at the floor to see how close my eminent death was. Real close. I squeezed my eyes shut, wondering if there was a special way to land to get your neck to snap. I wasn't LOOKING to die, but I seriously doubted I would survive this fall if the debris didn't kill me first. The floor never came. What DID come, though, was a whole bunch of screaming and a giant crash that sounded like an atomic bomb exploding in the middle of the sea and a tidal wave that the bomb had caused crashing onto a skyscraper which, in turn, fell onto a street and a whole lot of people. After a long while when the screaming had died down, I took the liberty to open my eyes.
The first thing my eyes met were Roxas' eyes. From his hands, a light emitted so that we could both see each other and our surroundings. Above him was all the fallen staircase and the platform. The platform was actually resting on his back so I knew he must've have flown and caught me in just enough time to get the pain of having a giant balcony like that crash onto your back. But he was strong enough not to get crushed.
Remember how I said there were two spiral staircases? Well, the other one must have fell and the way the debris were positioned it just so happened we were trapped. Somehow the rubble took on a cave-esque form, because that was what it was like. We were stuck in a cave formed by double spiral staircases.
I turned my attention on Roxas. I could tell he was hurt by looking at his wings. The base of them were splattered crimson so I knew his back must have taken the brunt of the pain. "Are you alright?" I asked, getting out from underneath him just in time as he collapsed.
"I'm sorry..." He breathed, and I bent in closer to examine his wound, which was hard because there only enough light to make out that there was blood and nothing more. "Sorry for leaving you there...Sorry for allowing you to get yourself into danger..."
"Why are you always so sorry for everything? You should be the one accepting my apologies! You have to give yourself some slack, Roxas! Not everything is your fault yet you blame yourself for everything! No wonder you're so unhappy all the time!" I said, and it was true. I've only seen him smile twice, I think.
"I'm sor-"He began but I crossed my arms and gave him an angry look.
"From now on, every time you say 'I'm sorry' I'm going to smack you! You have to learn not to blame yourself for things you have no control over! God, you're such an emo!" At this, he immediately sat up.
"I am not emo!" He yelled. I laughed. He looked so serious about not being emo! I just thought that was funny. The look on his face was priceless.
"You are SO emo, Roxas! It's written all over you! You act emo, you dress in black, you're always so...depressed all the time, you never smile, you apologize for everything like it's your fault...you are the VERY definition of emo, Roxas. But it's alright! I love you and your emo-self." I smiled, shaking my head slightly.
"I am not emo! What can I do to prove I'm not emo?" Obviously Roxas did not like being called emo. "I'm not depressed, either! But I will agree with you, I'm not happy-go-lucky like my brother."
"You're emo, Roxas, face it. You just don't notice it because you're not self-indulgent." I finished off our 'emo' argument and he laid back down, not able to counter that anyway.
"Well, now you're trapped with an emo kid alone for an hour or two. Hopefully my pessimistic ideas won't make you a goth." Roxas said in a monotone voice, trying to act more emo than he was to start with. But that just made more the silence afterward more awkward.
"So..." I was determined to get Roxas out of his 'emo' phase. It WAS just a phase, wasn't it? Was I in love with an emo angel?! Can angels even BE emo? Aren't they all happy-happy-joy-joy-let's-skip-in-a-field-of-flowers-with-magical-unicorns-and-pixies kind of thing? "Well...at least you're wearing white. That's a start!"
-(Third Person POV)-
"Oh Soooorrraaa...I know you're here somewheeerrreeee..." Spoke a sweet voice that was seemingly close to the person who was missing...or hiding.
'Oh no...she's going to find me! C'mon, Sora, use your brain!' Who is this Sora you may be wondering to yourself? Well, it's none other than our favorite emo's brother! He was currently hiding from the girl that was trying to find him. Why? Heh...
"GOTCHA!" The auburn-haired girl tackled the brunette to the ground. "Told you I would find you! Nothing can esc-HEY!" Sora was gone in a flash of feathers. "That's not fair! You teleported on me!"
"Sorry, Kairi, but way too much is up for stake here for me to let you win! Besides, why'd you have to try and find me? Selphie, Irvine, Lucil, Elma...they're all playing too!" Sora said, and Kairi looked around the kitchen(where he had hid) for him, but he wasn't there.
"Oh, come on, a little spin-the-bottle isn't so bad, now is it?" She asked. "You remember the deal! If I find everybody by 12 o'clock, we get to play spin-the-bottle and if not...we play truth-or-dare!"
"But there's only Irvine and I! I mean, you'll probably have to make-out with a girl!" Sora yelled. Kairi shuddered. Imagine her kissing Selphie? Don't even GO there. There was a long silence as Kairi seemed to be thinking about something. He wondered if he had said the wrong thing.
...Nah!
"Hey, Sora...do you think you could help me with a problem I'm having with a guy? I just thought I'd ask you since, you know..." She said, leaning against the counter and twisting a piece of hair around her finger nervously.
"Oh. A love problem?" You could just tell how disheartened poor little Sora was now. He felt a little rejected, but he knew that the girl he used to love was long gone. Killed by his brother. That was terrible enough, right? Having someone in your family...your own twin, kill the person you thought you'd want to be with for the rest of your life. And then this girl who looked identical to his dear deceased shows up...and just when Sora thought he could trust her, she brings this up? His heart was breaking over and over again... 'What's left of me now?' "Uh, sure, Kai. I'd love to help."
"Well...I love this guy more than anything in the world...I'd give up my whole life just to see him flash that confidant grin that just says 'Don't worry about it. You can trust me.'" She said, and her voice had this special light and dreamy tone to it.
"Well, I'm always here for you, Kai. So what's wrong?" He asked. Maybe Sora could settle as the 'crying shoulder' that Kairi could go to when she had her break-ups and everything. 'But no guy besides from me will give her what she deserves...' He thought angrily, clenching his fist.
"I like him so much, but I don't know how he feels about me...I mean, he doesn't seem interested..." Kairi said, looking down at the floor. 'Should I really be telling Sora this?' She asked herself, but Sora was the only one she really thought she could talk to without him laughing and getting her embarrassed. He was such a great friend!
"Talk to her!" He suggested, masking his pain with fake cheerfulness in his voice. His voice was so overly happy, you could tell it was false. But Kairi wasn't paying attention to him. When had she ever?
"I don't know. He won't ever like me the way I like him." She said, sighing. Sora frowned.
"Don't be so down on yourself! You're an amazing girl." He reassured her. Kairi smiled and Sora almost fell from his place atop of a shelf containing herbs and spices. Her smile made his heart race. 'At least I made her happy for a moment or two..' He thought, inwardly sighing at how desperate he was. He already knew that Kairi couldn't be in love with him, what girl in their right mind would ask a guy that they love for love advice?
"Thanks, Sora, but I just want him to know how I feel. I'm kind of embarrassed about telling him." She said, looking around for Sora one more time, but she couldn't find him.
"Just tell him! What are you so scared of? No one could possibly reject you!" He said, but he just didn't get what was so hard about going up to a guy and saying 'I love you'. Of course, he could never say that to a girl...especially if the girl happened to be Kairi...
"He won't like me." Kairi sighed again. Sora's frown deepened.
"He could be in love with you, too, except that he's shy and he can't show it to you! How do you know that he doesn't like you?" He asked, crossing his arms. If she kept thinking that this guy didn't like her, then she was never going to get anywhere in life!
"I can just tell! I don't know how, I guess it's girl intuition!" she shrugged helplessly. "I feel so hopeless..."
"You can tell him, I know you can. You have to believe in yourself! No one ever got anything done by sitting around feeling sorry for themselves!" Sora said, a newfound vigor in his voice.
"You know what, Sora? You're right! I should go and tell him! But what should I say?" She asked, then gasped and clasped her hands over her mouth. "What if I sound like an obsessed fangirl while I'm saying my confession?"
"Just tell him all the things you've told me. Tell him how much you love him." Sora advised, but Kairi just shrugged.
"But I tell him that daily!" She yelled, taking her hands away from her mouth. Sora blinked. Well, she should've said that at the beginning!
"What do you mean?" He asked. She had to mean something else, because then wouldn't she have said 'I already told him' or something? Maybe Kairi was just saying this to prank him...but Sora shook that thought out of his head. No! Never! She wasn't capable of such a deed!
"I'm always with him. Doesn't that mean I love him? Wouldn't he notice that I'm always around him and wouldn't he get the sign that I'm around him because I'm attracted to him?" Kairi asked, then ran a hand through her auburn hair. "I just don't get guys!"
"Well," Sora said, shrugging, "I know how you feel. I have the same problem, but she'll never love me." He felt kind of odd about admitting this to the very person.
"Wait a moment." She stared up at the ceiling since she didn't know his exact whereabouts. "Who do you love?" Sora was certainly NOT going to tell her that he loved her, especially after this conversation. That would sound so stupid. 'Uh, I know you like some other guy, but I really love you, so...hope we're still friends! Don't feel awkward around me! Buh-bye!' Yeah. Okay.
"Oh, some girl." He said with a touch of indifference added to his voice for full effect. What effect was he going for? Probably the 'Oh, it's not YOU who I like...but some other girl. Definitely NOT you though' effect in hopes of making her jealous. Did Sora accomplish that feat? Maybe. Maybe not.
"I guess we're in the same boat then." she laughed a little and rubbed her arm. "Your love doesn't like you, he doesn't like me..."
"He does." Sora smiled.
"How do you know?" She asked, looking a little alarmed and a blush crept up her cheeks. Sora then grinned his trademark goofy grin. Kairi looked so adorable, he just wanted to fly down there and-! 'Wait a moment, Sora...you're not having these thoughts with Kairi, are you? Bad boy!' He reprimanded himself for thinking that way about her.
"Because, who wouldn't like you?" He asked, jumping down from the shelf he had been standing on. Kairi blinked and her attention snapped toward him. Her face was a rather cute rosy color now.
"...You." She replied, the color washing away from her face as her eyes were downcast. Sora took a deep breath, could he really say this?
"Y-You're wrong, Kairi." She looked up at him with her beautiful indigo eyes. 'Come on, Sora, you can do this...just say it nice and slow...nice and slow...' "I...love you." She smiled brightly even though her face was now a cherry red.
"I love you too, Sora!" She said with such enthusiasm that Sora knew she meant 'just as friends'.
"So...are you going to talk to her?" He asked, feeling a little awkward. He just confessed his most sincere feelings for her and she thought that he meant 'just as friends'. Sora had tried. Sora had really tried.
"What are you talking about, goofball?" Kairi laughed, letting out that gorgeous sound of bells ringing, "I just did!"
-(Roxas' POV)-
I shook my head and sighed. I hated fighting verbally, I really did. I'd prefer to knock someone's head off and bowl with it than get into an argument. Though I did not like being called emo. Or goth. What makes people think that? Just because I wear black and I'm more serious than Sora does NOT mean I'm goth. Just because I'm an angel and all doesn't mean I'm super-super-happy-happy-hyper like Sora.
"Hey, Roxas, does it hurt?" She asked. I looked at her questioningly. If she asked me 'When you fell from Heaven' I was going to murder Gippal.(Someone I would without phsyical contact) She gestured toward the wound on my back.
"Oh, not really. It would kill me, though, to see you die again. Only because if you've died twice, there's a chance that you're gonna die a third time and if I revive you, I won't be able to protect you for the third time." I said indifferently. I didn't really feel anything, it was like remembering the pain when you're supposed to be having it. If you remember any time when you've felt pain, you can always go back and say 'Wow, that hurt! I can still remember the pain!' but you can't experience it again unless you do that thing twice. Unless you're a masochist, why would you want to do that?
"Well," She huffed, getting this pout on her face that made me want to-! 'Wait a moment, Roxas...you're not having these thoughts with Naminé, are you? Bad boy!' It almost disgusted me that I thought...errr...like that...around...Naminé... "It kills me to see you get hurt and it's all my fault!"
"It's actually my fault in the first place. If I had not have left you there, this would have never happened so don't blame yourself." I said, and another silence. Why the silences?
"Shouldn't people be working to get us out?" Naminé voiced my concern out loud, "I don't hear ANYTHING! What if they're not working to get us out?"
"They have to be." I sat up again and pressed my ear to a piece of rubble. I didn't hear anything. Nothing at all. They were just going to let us DIE in here? "HEY!" I yelled, pounding my fist on the debris. "AREN'T YOU GOING TO LET US OUT?!?"
"We're very sorry," I heard Fran speak in a loud voice, "But we cannot let you out yet." Naminé gasped and hugged me around the neck instead of the back/waist area. She remembered I was wounded there. Of course. Wouldn't she be a hypocrite if she had memory problems?
"Why not?!?" I demanded. "If anything, you should let Naminé out but you can keep me in! She didn't do anything, she has nothing to do with this!"
"Because you're an angel. We're going to need to keep you here for awhile to do some investigations. We actually did not believe Anonymous-Sakura when she said you were an angel, but know that we know that you are one, or we have proof that you could be one, we could use this to our advantage." Fran said.
"How long are you going to keep me trapped in here?" I asked. Naminé buried her head into my shoulder.
"I'm sorry...I'm so sorry. I didn't mean for this to happen to you..." She cried. I patted her back. I felt guilty for making her sorry.
"It's alright, Naminé. Now, I don't want to hear you say 'sorry' again, alright?" I said in a soothing voice. She lifted her head and smiled. I wiped away the tears with my thumb and smiled back at her.
"However long it takes you to dish out the dirt." Fran finally replied to my previous question. "Well, we want to make sure you're actually a cherubic being instead of being...part-crow and part-blue jay." Of course. Blue Jays have blue wings, one of my wings was blue, crows' wings were black, one of my wings were black. Maybe that's what everyone thought.
"What if I say I really am just half-bird?" I asked. I'd rather be half-angel than half-bird. Comes with much more jazz, you know? You get the whole nine yards of reviving, healing, creating the occasional miracle instead of just flying.
"We'd have you prove it." Fran said calmly. I shook my head slightly. What were they gonna make me do? Shoot myself?
"How, exactly?" I asked, "There's no way you can tell!"
"We'll have you shoot yourself.((Why am I always right? I hate that!)) Angels can never die by their own hand, correct? Well, if you live, you are an angel. If you die, you were truly half-bird and we'll erect a statue in your honor." Fran said. Like hell I was going to shoot myself! I mean, she was right, I couldn't even shoot myself in the forehead and die, but I could die. It wasn't like I was immortal. If I was immortal and Naminé still loved me...that would suck. It would suck on ice.
"I don't think so. I'm not going to die for some stupid ninja organization!" I said, then fake-gasped. "Oops! Did I just say 'die'?" I looked at Naminé who didn't know where I was going with this. "I just gave away my lineage! Oh dear, how careless of me!"
"Stop your acting. I don't know what you are, but we must find out." Fran said, then in a soft voice that I could barely hear(and that's saying something) "...So I can save him..."
"Hmm? Him? Who do you mean?" I knew that was out of place and I regretted the words as soon as they came out of my mouth. It was impulsive, though, I just couldn't help it! Darn my obnoxiousness!
"How dare you! Eavesdropping, are you? Definitely a half-cooked rooster, if you ask me!" Fran yelled, sending a kick to the debris, which sent them toppling. Without even thinking I pushed Naminé down to the floor and covered her as best as I could. When I felt that platform fall on me again(and a whole lot of other stuff) I knew that the whole cave-formation collapsed right on top of me. Isn't that lovely?
This is not the way I wanted to spend my vacation! "You're...crushing...me..."Naminé squeaked. I completely forgot I was on top of her. Using all my strength I lifted myself( and all the stuff on me) off of her as much as I could.
"This is heavy...I never knew marble weighed so much!" I said, and she got out from under me. I didn't think I could handle this much weight...yeah, I can carry a lot more than normal humans can when they're on adrenaline but two whole marble staircases? I don't think so. Naminé immediately attempted to push the marble off of me but instead she just made it fall. And it was stacked high, I might add.
"VALOR!" I shouted, my Organization cloak appearing and it turned red. Sparks of red electricity sparked out of my hands and I got up. Another one of my four forms, Valor. Best thing about these forms is that I automatically heal myself whenever I go into them. So, with my amazing speed only found in my Valor Form, I managed to get Naminé out of harms' way. Everyone else, with their super-secret ninja skills, got away in the nick of time and reappeared in front of me.
"Here's a gun. This last bullet will decide everything" Fran seemed absolutely serious as she handed me a revolver with a single bullet in it. I blinked, looking at it. I knew exactly what model it was, how many seconds it took to load, how many seconds a bullet could make to someone in any allotted amount of time, and how many rounds it could shoot within a minute, all that technical stuff. I'm pretty sure I told you guys(well, at least some of you) I know mostly everything because of my database. That's true, but I do know EVERYTHING about warfare and strategies and weapons and everything. I have to know about that stuff in case I get shipped off to a war...
"No! I refuse to kill myself!" I said, and Fran made a sad face that seemed oddly solemn.
"I think you really are an angel...because the fact you're denying it makes it true. But we must be sure. I will get all of my ninjas to attack you simultaneously if you don't do this. I'm sorry...but it's for...him..." She spoke slowly, as if she were being taught a foreign language. Someone close to her must have died, and she must assume that if I'm an angel, I could revive that person. It was the only thing that logically made sense. What NORMAL person would force someone to go suicide otherwise?!?
"Fine." I said, and I knew, even in my Valor or Final form, I could not handle that many ninjas. They must have their shady techniques too, and I really felt as if I teleported one more time, the sun would be a toxin to me. So, with the revolver, I pointed it at my forehead because I knew for a fact I could survive that.
"No." Fran shook her head and tapped beside my ear, where my mechanics where placed. "Right there. A lot of people who go suicide shoot there so you need to do the same."
"..." I looked at Naminé, and she knew this was my sensitive spot. If I shot myself there, my mechanics would malfunction and I'd be as useful as a blank piece of paper. But maybe Fran was right. Maybe angels could not die at their own hands.(Honestly, I didn't know. Just because I AM an angel does not mean I know everything about how angels work and stuff. Do YOU know everything about your heritage? Uh, no, I don't think so and if you say you do you're just lying to yourself because there are miracles that make things unpredictable and unless you're all-knowing, which you're not and if you think you are you are conceited and a jerk like Seifer, so don't go saying I'm stupid because I don't know anything, alright? ) Anyway, I pointed the gun to the assigned spot and took a deep breath. Why the hell was I going to shoot myself, anyway? I could make it look like I was shooting myself, but I couldn't recreate the image. I'd have to do this. (It occurred to me later that I could've aimed for the ceiling and shot and made it look like I was shooting myself)
No...I couldn't die. I could not leave Naminé alone. Something was telling me to say alive! Something...I looked at the flaxen-haired girl. Just as I thought. She was down on her knees with her hands clasped together. Naminé was praying to me. Prayers give angels a lot of power if someone prays to them, and even more power if they pray to them alone. My halo appeared(it was six different colors, each representing a color of a wing I had) and I glowed a golden color. I knew that this bullet would not even phase my systems,(because of my temporary invulnerability thanks to her prayers) but from the look on everyone's faces, they couldn't tell. But Anonymous-Sakura could.(Because of her position as Princess of Heart) Her mouth was hanging wide open. I smirked. I had to sound like I was going to die...
"... This one last bullet you mentioned is my one last shot at redemption..." I pulled the trigger, and shot. Naminé's eyes snapped open when she heard the noise, and she broke her concentration just in time. It did not affect me. I was still alive.
"T-They're real! Angels ARE real!" Anonymous-Sakura shouted, in complete awe. No one looked like they could believe it. I knew I had to get out of here before they glomped me. Besides, I was in Valor Form(after a prayer too) so I was just fine now. I helped Naminé up and smiled.
"Remember, guys, you're never alone. You always have your guardian angel to talk to. Oh, and, Anonymous-Sakura? Don't stalk me anymore. I know I may be an incredibly sexy piece of stud muffin, but I'm just a sexy boy. I'm not your boy toy. So, please, give me some space! At least for my vacation time." With those departing words, we were gone. We got back to the hotel lobby when I realized I shouldn't have done that, because people would just wonder why a white-blonde and a guy that looks like an angel just suddenly appeared there.
But no one was there, eerily enough. Except for an asleep receptionist. I made my wings disappear(I reverted back to my normal form, complete with my 'drag' as my blonde girl likes to call it) and I frowned. The receptionist looked a whole lot like Seifer. I mean, he really did. The only thing that was out of place was a long scar on his face, and he looked a little older. Otherwise they would be identical.
"Roxas? What are you frowning at?" The beautiful Princess at my side asked me, looking at the desk and back at me. "Is there someone there I can't see?"
"No...that's impossible. Sephiroth granted you Divine Sight. There should be nothing that we both can't see." I said, and I walked toward the guy. "Excuse me," I said, tapping the Seifer-replica's shoulder, "Are you lost?" Maybe he was the ghost of the jerk we all hated. Maybe our wishes did come true and Seifer finally died. But where did the scar come from? Maybe this was his future self or something... The Seifer-replica looked up at me and blinked.
"...Lost? Why are you calling me lost when is it you, the Protector of Light, that is lost amongst the Darkness?"The Seifer-replica asked me, then shook his head. "You are losing your light. Never forget what's dear to you." Then, he disappeared. That could NOT be Seifer or any relation to him. Must be my conscience. (I swore I heard a record break) Wait a minute!
'Why in Hell does my conscious look like damn Seifer?!?' I turned around and sighed. I was NOT happy. Naminé looked at me, probably sensing my distress and seeing my frown. I guess she was going to try to cheer me up. She probably thought I WAS emo, now, because, well...normal people don't start seeing their consciences(or whoever that guy was) everyday!
"Roxas, don't ever start frowning!" She said, a serious look on her face. She placed her hands on her hips in that I'm-gonna-make-you-listen-and-if-you-don't-I-will-never-ever-talk-to-you-again style.
"Why?" I asked, shrugging. "I'm emo anyway..." I mumbled under my breath, rolling my eyes.
"Because!" She stamped her foot to make sure I heard her, "I fell in love with your smile!"
-With something to think about, make it a great day or not, the choice is yours.-
I'm sorry it's out SO late...but better late than never? Well. It's mostly out because the whole shoot-himself thing didn't make sense but Fran(from the new FF, is that her name? Fran with the bunny ears and black armor, right?) has a reason she made Roxas do it. Because of 'Him'...that doesn't play a relevant part in the story, but, whatever! I wanted to make that little Kaiora into a Namixas but I could just not do it. It was out of the question. I complained and complained until Ciel(my sister) told me to shut up and they were just a bunch of pixels.
OH! Chukobher, elementpriestess, Anonymous-Sakura, Ellie, O.K.A.(gonna abbreviate your name), Aska-Seeker(my god reading my story for 7 hours? Let the Angels bless your soul!) chibi minamoto(yes, it was) and that's it! I was going to make this chapter clear up all the confusion but I'm going to clear it up right here, right now! (BAM! You punch like a drunken fighter! Right Here Right Now!(BURN!) Buttekitzeru((or something)) Get the Fire!!) I wanted so badly to enter it in this chapter...but then this chapter would've exceeded 10,000 words and who the heck wants to read an chapter THAT freakin' long?
So. For people who are not confused, please review and wait for the next chapter!(because I just might make you more confused. xD) Those who are, read below.
Numina-Namine(chapter 12 review): Nope, Roxas/Sora are NOT related to the triplets. Hehe, someone else is! The reason why Roxas is not all powerful is because he's half-human. If his father was Sephiroth(imagine?) he and Sora would be the most powerful angels on Earth. But. they're not.
Numina-Namine(chapter 13 review): Mizu no Akashi means 'Token of Water'. Why is Tifa's statue guarding the keyblades? I haven't mentioned this yet(but it is extremely unimportant) Tifa was the only six-winged angel ever to exist before she died and left her wings to Roxas. So she's a 'legend' so to speak. And, another reason, but it'll come up later. (Or, at least, I hope it will!)
Numina-Namine(chapter 14 review): Ehehehe, you'll see EXACTLY why Seifer told them next chapter.
Numina-Namine(chapter 15 review): Heh, both. Kairi likes Sora, but Sora's in Roxas and Roxas is taken by Namine who's supposed to be Kairi so it makes sense that they like each other, so Kairi goes after the REAL Roxas who is actually Sora who looks like the Sora she used to love and she doesn't know that both Soras look/act exactly like each other...
Numina-Namine(chapter 16 review): Because he's like Riku!(RIKU! BISHIE-NESS! I LOVE HIM!!!! Ahem. Anyway) P.R.(Past-Roxas) was actually really pure-hearted...but...jealousy struck! He was jealous because he had no one to love him (Doesn't that sound SO familiar? Hmmm...now I wonder why SORA got ROXAS when they both had NO ONE TO LOVE...Hmmm...) so he turned dark. But yeah. He was originally good but turned evil and before he turned good again, they all died.
Aska-Seeker(chapter 17 review): I might have skipped that part, but Kairi never kissed anybody before so she was all... 'Okay...awkward silence'-ish.
Anonymous-Sakura(chapter 17 review): Yes, YOU are the Ninja Princess. xD Yuffie must hate you. And, I know! Why can't all their eyes have the same exact color in every game? I mean, Kairi, Namine, Roxas AND Sora all have blue eyes! Where's the diversity? Thank God for Riku, Olette, Axel, Hayner, Pence, Xemnas, Saix, and Xaldin!(he has little beady eyes)
Holy crap. That's it. I thought there would be so much more. Guys, just tell me what confused you and I'll clear it up! I know what's going to happen so I try to finish the chapter so quickly and assume you guys know all the stuff I do, and I leave everything out!
Sorry, guys, for not the pure-fluff chapter. But there WAS pure-fluff(well, mediocre-amount) in the Sora/Kairi part. Thank all you reviewers/readers so much!
Can you guys do me a favor? Tell me if you're reviewing the story alot. I'm serious. I'm WAY too lazy right now to see who has and who hasn't and I want to add some more of you before 9 chapters(the sequel will contain NO Original Characters except for the Angel-Five and Sarah((maybe, it depends if O.K.A. reviews. Hahaha xP I can either put you in or not, your charrie's not too important)). Maybe A.N.O.N. will come up again but I seriously don't think you can make it, Anonymous-Sakura, sorry! Maybe you'll have a statue in your honor. It depends if you review alot.)
OKAY GUYS! Before this thing exceeds 9,999 words, let me wrap this up! Sorry for the crappy Bonus Chapter, but I rather liked how it turned out. Yes, the shooting thing was random. But I liked it. So byez.