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"Step one, you say 'we need to talk' he walks, you say 'sit down, it's just a talk."
~The Fray 'How To Save a Life'
Sora
Sora stepped off of his private jet the next morning, barely blinking at the sunrise beaming out over the island. He glanced over the low set houses and the sand, set afire by the orange rays of the sun. His plan was to meet with each of them, one by one, until the six of them were reunites again. The first person he would try to win back, and also the easiest to convince, he thought, was Naminé. He hadn't heard from the blonde girl in about three years, the last time being a Christmas card from her when they were sophmores in college. He waited for his assistants to bring him down his rolling suit case before striding down the runway and into the growing airport.
The brunette allowed his loose flannel shirt to blow in the wind and ignored the glances he received from multiple women when he first entered the airport. Sora made his way through the airport efficiently and quickly, and picked up his second bag from the baggage claim. After allowing his nervous looking assistant, Demyx, to call a cab, he sat in the back seat, glaring blankly at the ceiling of the vehicle, while Demyx chattered pointlessly with the driver. Sora turned his attention to the scenery that displayed itself on the other side of the car's window. The trees were the same, tall and shady, flowing along with the ocean breeze in a relaxed manner. He gazed at the occasional pedestrian passing by, observing how happy each one looked. Sora wondered if Naminé would look this happy. He hoped that she would.
The cab driver dropped them off at the address that Demyx had given him and Sora tentatively stepped out of the car while Demyx retrieved their bags from the trunk. Sora glanced over the house they had stopped in front of with a small, closed-mouth smile growing on his face. The house just screamed 'Naminé'. The small brick house stood quietly on the end of a suburban street, the front porch facing where the sun would set. A small tree bearing fruit stood to the left of her house and a leafy plant vined up the side of her house. He rolled his shoulders back and sauntered towards the front door with the confidence he had picked up well in the past years of him working with his company. But on the inside he was far from confident. Though he wouldn't admit it, he was the most nervous he'd ever been before pitching a deal to someone.
He told himself to calm down as he climbed the two steps up to her front door. He glanced around the porch, taking in the white lawn chair and the potted pink geranium next to it. He raised his fist and tentatively knocked on the door with two quick taps. The brunette took in a deep breath and rubbed his clammy hands together nervously. He glanced back to see Demyx carrying Sora's largest bag towards the front deck, the rest of their bags laying at the end of the driveway; the cab driver was driving back out of the neighborhood. As he watched Demyx he heard the front door open and a woman's high voice ask, "Hello? Oh…" Sora turned to glare into the hollow crystal eyes of Naminé. Her hair had grown out, it reached past her chest now, and her long bangs covered her forehead. She seemed skinnier than Sora had remembered, and she seemed even more breakable now. But what he kept focusing on was her face. While her face displayed no emotions, he felt as if he could stare into her eyes and be lost in a deep abyss of nothingness. They were empty blue spheres, that's all they were. Her eyes scanned quickly over him, before he helplessly watched them fill with tears as she burst into hysterics.
Kairi
The red head awoke with a start. She glanced around the room, taking in her surroundings, making sure that she had in fact been dreaming a few moments earlier. She exhaled a sigh of relief when she made sure that she had in fact only been dreaming. She looked to her left, and found the well build man that she had brought home with her last night still asleep under the sheets. She sighed again and ran her fingers through his long auburn hair. She allowed herself to frown as she lifted herself from the bed as quietly as she could. This poor man wasn't going to expect her to leave him in her own home. But one thing she found was that the morning after, she never could stay very long with any man. She just couldn't bring herself to lay or sit there and act like she genuinely enjoyed him when she knew that she never planned to sleep with him a second time.
And she hated herself for that. Every single time she did it she would tell herself that she would never do that again. She would never lie to another man again. But she always found herself doing it again, whether it be the next night or a week form then, she always found herself repeating her mistakes, though by now they were more so her awful choices than legitimate mistakes. So Kairi got up and dressed herself in what she considered modest clothing, this was what she did to make herself feel better about herself the morning after. She dressed in long Bermuda shorts and a pink T-shirt. After running a brush through her hair, she left a note for the man in her bad, telling him that she had gone to run errands, and thanked him for last night (a courtesy she said to all of her men, whether she meant it or not). Then, she left, and decided to go grocery shopping.
The one thing she did enjoy about her job was that she didn't have to go into work until late, so she had mornings and early afternoons to herself to do what she pleased. Whether it be take a walk, shop or just lay out on the beach that was only a few minutes' walk from her modest apartment, she normally found a way to distract herself from her unhappiness long enough to enjoy her days. Kairi let herself meander to the market slowly, taking time to observe all of the little shops and stores that were set up on every street on Destiny Island. She didn't make eye contact with anyone, but she allowed herself to glance at others briefly, just to observe other individuals. She passed through town as if she were in a dream. That thought brought her to a stop as she recalled the dream she'd had not an hour ago. To her surprise her eyes began to get misty and she blinked rapidly, willing them away. As ashamed as she was of her life, it couldn't compare to what would have happened if her dream were to ever come true. She had dreamt that Sora had come to see her, and that he had been disgusted by her. Kairi kept walking, and she didn't think about him for the rest of the day. She broke her promise that next night, and took a man home with her that reminded her of Sora.
Riku
Very similar to Kairi, Riku often awoke with a woman in his arms. They both knew that they would never see each other again, so they always would regard the other with a very distant air. But unlike Kairi, Riku never awoke feeling guilty and loathsome towards himself. He just woke up feeling empty, and occasionally angry, but never guilty. He'd banished that emotion long ago, as he felt that it only got in the way of how effectively he did his job. His friends had always openly talked about how he was the best at what he did, and that was what kept him confident and prideful, he worked hard to convince himself that he was capable of anything. He took bets often with his friends, and he won almost all of them.
Riku awoke one morning feeling particularly empty, and he left the woman's house that he awoke in quicker than usual. When he arrived at his home he called up his friends and quickly scheduled a drinking session for that evening. His friends were always up for a good time at the bars, no matter what they had going on later. That evening he arrived at the bar they had agreed on, and found his friends on the far end of the bar. He sat in the middle seat they had designated for him. Together there were five of them, Lexaeus, Zexion, Vexen, Marluxia and Riku. Marluxia and Zexion were escorts with Riku while Vexen and Lexaeus worked for an architectural company, Vexen designed the models of buildings and Lexaeus was responsible for getting the up and being structurally sound.
That evening, after a few drinks, while Marluxia and Riku were discussing their job calendar for the next months, Riku overheard Vexen talking to Zexion in a hushed tone, "-haven't tried it, but he kept asking me to, I wouldn't, of course, I'm above doing that, but he kept rambling on about the lady who gave it to him." Zexion stopped leaning his head on his fist and asked in an equally quite tone, "So where does this story get interesting, exactly?" Vexen muffled his laughter, and he said, "She told him that she'd deal it to him 'behind the holy house'." Zexion cracked a small smile of amusement. "Hey, what are you two talking about? You're acting like its some big secret." Riku asked. Vexen turned to him and said, "My cousin, you know, the strange one who lives in Twilight Town with the eye patch, Xigbar? He was telling me about some drug deal he got into." Riku raised his eyebrows while Marluxia rolled his eyes. "Did he do it? Go to the holy house, that is?" Zexion asked a touch louder than he'd been talking before.
"He sure did, he said she was all prettied up, too. Red lipstick and everything else, he said she almost looked like a hooker!" Vexen stopped to chuckle a bit before continuing, "He didn't try anything on her, she threatened to kill him if he so much as shook her hand, but anyways, he kept going on about how god-damn 'pretty' she was." Vexen snorted and Marluxia rolled his eyes again, "I got the full details about her, too, she had pale skin, he said she looked like a ghost, and she this short black hair, just below her chin, and he couldn't stop going on about her eyes! He kept talking about how bright blue they were and how damned pretty they were." Riku had stopped listening after Vexen described the girl; his heart was beating too fast for him to hear over it. After he got his heart rate to slow down, he mentally tuned back into the conversation, Vexen had been talking, "…so naturally I told him he was an idiot-" "What was her name?" Riku asked. The four men turned to stare at him, noticing the change in his voice. "Eh, well, she wouldn't tell him, she was very secretive, he just called her Poppet." Vexen answered after a moment of silence.
Riku didn't stay for long after that. He excused himself to walk back to his apartment. As soon as he got home, he pulled out his laptop and bought the first ticket to Twilight Town that he could. He knew that the woman Vexen had been talking about was Xion, and he was going to go find her.
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