Well a lotta people were pretty upset that Kairi died. And I wanted to say I'm sorry, but I had to do it.
Oh and at least three more important characters will die in this story, and when they do I'll probably be murdered by fangirls. So uh...I'm leaving my fish named Axel to Roxas.
Chapter 6.
Roxas~
BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP BLEE-! I slammed my fist down on the alarm, cutting it off. I sat up and yawned, looking around the room simultaneously.
At first I was like 'Whoa, were the heck am I?' but then I remembered: I was at Xion's.
And Kairi was dead.
I put my head in my hands. I understood nothing.
Why were they attacking us? Dad had quit SOLDIER years ago.
I heard a shower turn on somewhere and that told me I didn't have time to cry.
I could do that later.
I dressed in Reno's shirt, pants and my jacket.
I re-ordered my hair to its usual chaos and went to breakfast.
"Morning, Roxas..." Cloud yawned when I entered their dining room.
I waved slightly in a similar sleepy manor. I slid into the seat across from him. Upon reading the cover of the book he seemed to be dragging through, I wrote 'To kill a mocking bird?'
Cloud read my note way more eagerly than the book and, sighing, he leaned forward and whispered "Tifa's making me."
"Tifa's making you do what?" asked said woman, who happened to be walking into the room.
"Um...nothing...dear!" Cloud yelped.
Tifa smirked, as if enjoying watching him squirm, and set down a plate of food.
My eyes widened.
On it was bacon, eggs and three pancakes. Doesn't sound like much to you, I'm sure, but growing up in a fairly poor family makes you pretty easily amazed when it comes to food.
"Liken' that book, Cloud?" Tifa looked at her husband with her hands on her hips, daring him to diss the literature.
"Oh it's...a very insightful novel on uh...hunting...?" Cloud looked up at Tifa, hoping he guessed the plot correctly.
"Wrong. It's about a small town, about the time of the Great Depression, and..." Tifa blabbered on and we zoned out.
Xion~
I dried my short hair and put on my outfit for the day, humming simultaneously.
I picked up a pencil and quickly drew the final touches on my Halloween costume.
C/A I wasn't actually drawing on my costume, I was drawing the plans
I walked into the dining room and saw my dad staring at the ceiling, Roxas with his face dangerously close to his breakfast plate, and my mom preaching about...something.
Suddenly my dad raised his hand.
"And then-uh yes, Cloud?" my mom asked.
"I don't get it. If there's nothing about hunting in the entire book, then why is it called 'To kill a mocking bird'?"
Mom looked insulted. "Because it-!"
She almost continued her rant but I interrupted "Mom...did you try to make breakfast?" I eyed the plates of food on the table.
She turned a slight (and I mean slight) shade of red.
"Well...I wanted to at least try..." her voice drifted off.
Roxas was looking nervously at his breakfast, as if afraid it would come alive and eat HIM.
Mom took the plates away and sighed "Guess it's toast and oranges again."
Roxas stood and wrote a quick message.
'I can cook. My mom taught me everything about cooking when I was younger.'
At first my mom tried to tell him that he was a guest and he shouldn't be cooking for us, but he wouldn't hear it.
About ten minutes later Roxas walked back in balancing four plates in his arms.
He set the plates down. I examined the food resting on it. A golden omelet filled with fresh vegetables and topped with herbs from who-knows-where. I wondered if it tasted as good as it looked.
At first I was skeptical. When I was younger, my mother had tried to make me an omelet and I was in the bathroom puking for the rest of the week.
But then I took a bite.
It was the best thing I'd ever tasted! The omelet was perfectly cooked and had cheese inside the egg. The vegetables were crunchy and crisp.
Breakfast ended way too soon. I would have liked to just skip school and have Roxas cook for me all day, but we had to go to classes and 'learn'.
Mom kissed us both on the cheek and shoved us out the door.
Roxas~
At lunch, Xion discussed Halloween costumes. She refused to tell me what she was going to be, so the entire conversation was about me.
I had never dressed up for Halloween. Ok that's a lie. Age seven and lower I dressed up in the goofiest outfits.
No, I'd rather NOT tell you about them.
We (read:she) finally came to a decision.
I would be a ghost.
Xion was telling me exactly how she would paint my face when Selphie Banderas walked over, wearing all black.
*sniff sniff* "I-I'm s-sorry ab-bout K-K-WHAA!" she broke into hysterias and the entire cafeteria turned to look at us.
Xion and I were both red faced as we tried to calm Selphie down.
After five long minutes later, some teaches decided to walk over and help. They took her to the consoler's and left us to wallow in our humiliation.
Four Days Later~
"Hold still, Roxas! Do you WANT me to poke your eye out? Well actually that might make it more realistic...ok move all ya want!"
Needless to say, I didn't move again.
Um...maybe I should tell you what we were doing.
Putting on my make-up.
According to Xion, my face had to be absolutely white, with blue shading under my eyes and around my mouth and nose.
My clothes were grey and torn up, very uh...ghostish.
Anyway, after several more minutes of evil make-up, I was ready.
Xion pushed me out her door while she was getting ready. A while later she emerged in a puff of eyeshadow.
*cough cough* "Whadda ya think?"
She was wearing ripped grey cargo pants and a black camouflage shirt. A fake rifle was slung across her back. Blood was strategically splashed on her clothes and face. A black eye and a few scratches adorned her face.
My jaw kind of dropped.
"Imma zombie killah!" she cheered.
I nodded and she dragged me out the door.
When we got to school (yes, we dress up for Halloween at our school) Xion and I were the talk of the class. With our awesome costumes and the fact everyone thought we were dating (despite our disagreeing), we had our fifteen minutes of fame.
But it came crashing down fourteen minutes too early.
Vexan started calling role.
"Alotas!"
"Here!"
"Banderas!"
"Here.."
"Cawter!"
"Yeah, here!"
"Demitri!"
"Whatever..."
"DEMITRI!"
"Fine, here!"
"Fair!"
I banged on the desk and recived a death glare.
"Fooser!"
Silence.
Silence.
Silence.
"Argh...FOOSER?!"
The students looked around the room, like Sora might be hiding.
This was weird...Sora never missed a day of school.
Never.
He had the perfect immune system and his parents made absolute sure he never skipped.
Suddenly a tall African man in a grey suit walked in.
He whispered something to Vexan and gestured to us.
Vexan nodded and the man left.
"I have just been informed that Sora Fooser..."
Incredibly long, dramatic pause.
"Has commited suicide."
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Told ja. Um...if the next chapter doesn't come out within a week, assume I am dead.