Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction ❯ Dances of Denial ❯ Dull ( Chapter 11 )

XD You know I can never remember what exactly I plan for each chapter (sometimes I think those notes at the end are there for me)

 

To all my reviewers: THANK YOU -much love-

 

Anyway, here's chapter eleven

 

I'm going to attempt to make it longer…and see if I can write in a SLIGHT different way…you tell me if it worked

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The streets were bustling despite the setting sun and the cooling temperatures. All around them people were pulling on jackets and sweaters, still chatting animatedly amongst themselves, thoroughly enjoying life. Lovers, friends, family, it made Riku feel a bit unreal as he walked through is picture perfect scene with Kairi attached to his arm, still talking about a girl's trivialities, and things he could never care about. The setting sun cast an orange halo on the girl's dark red hair, it was an odd combination and it didn't suit her. He kept his eyes off the top of her glowing head, keeping them focused ahead, or down at his moving shoes. He had yet to hit a pole that way, just for the record. Kairi's yammering still went in one year and out the other without the slightest regard to comprehend the jiberish she spouted. The sun's dying rays reminded him that Sora would be dancing tonight. He mental smacked himself and hoped that no facial expression would give away his masochistic inner musings. After all, hadn't he promised himself that he'd never go back to that place? Hadn't he promised himself that Sora would never again haunt his thoughts?

“Riku?”

It was nearly impossible, a corner of him mind chastised. His legs itched to lead him in the direction of his night club, his arms ached to toss Kairi off them, and his voice would firmly say he'd never touch her again. She wasn't vile, far from it. She was beautiful…but she was just plain in the brain. Heh, that rhymed…

“Riku are you listening?”

Am I wha—oh yeah…

“Yes.”

“Good, so anyway, Selphie heard from Ollete that there was this guy Seifer who you should really meet!”

“Uh hu…” Meet some random guy whom he'd probably learn to realize was a total douche bag in the end and therefore a waste of his precious time. “Why?”

She shrugged. “Well…he's not into sports like Tidus, because I know you don't like those…so…she thought she'd drag him along I guess…”

He hated those group outings, they were intolerable.

“So anyway, Seifer has a boyfriend y'know?” She laughed, the whole boyfriend idea seemed so…ludicrous. “Isn't that weird? Oh well whatever floats their boats I guess.”

Why did she talk so much? Get to the damn point!

“I think his name is Hayner? I dunno, well he knows this boy named Roxas! And he was like `I'm not going unless Roxas is going cuz you're all boring.” She laughed. “But we're not boring right Riku?”

The hell you're not. “No of course not.” Since when the hell did Roxas get into the picture…he still held a big dislike for the boy…an unforgivable dislike..

“Exactly! So yeah, and then he called Roxas, but I think you went to the bathroom when he did. So like, he said Roxas wouldn't come unless Sora came.”

Riku tripped over his invisible shoelaces. Not that she noticed as she rambled on to the sky, her arms now making useless wavy motions. She looked like a loon in his opinion.

“Did you know Sora's a GUYS name too!?” She exclaimed. “His mom must have been crazy…maybe he looks girly? I dunno…”

This was quite possibly the only time he would ever pay rapt attention to anything spewing out of her shiny, shiny lips.

“So—he's coming?”

“Who Sora? Oh yeah! Him Seifer, Hayner, and Roxas! You'll have a little group to hang out with!” She beamed, as if she had done him the world's biggest favor.

“Y-yeah…I guess…but I thought you wanted to spend more time with me?” Oh dear god that did NOT just come out…

“Of course! But you know…I like it better when it's just you and me…” She was back to leeching on his arm.

“Me too….” Gag.

 

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Roxas sat in the back of a very expensive leather seated car, with the fancy navigation system in the front, the metallic looking radio with the blue numbers and the confusing knobs. Beside him Sora fidgeted, looking at the window with anguished eyes. He looked like he was about to rip the seat belt off and tear from the car as fast as he could, and there was an urgency in how his leg twitched in a repetitive constant motion, obviously irritating the passenger in front of him as his shoe tapped the back of the seat. Hayner turned around with a half annoyed smile.

“Sora, stop it.”

“Sorry…” But the brunette kept right on doing it. He had picked up the habit from his father when he was younger, and he had never been able to stop, his legs had a mind of their own he had deduced after several years.

“You're still doing it.”

Sora sighed, attempting to still his legs. It was honestly a conscious effort. “I didn't want to go Hayner…”

“You can't skip work without good reason.”

“This is a good reason!”

“Oh yes `Sorry I can't dance because my inspiration dumped me' is a great reason.”

“Fuck you.”

“Sorry, I have Seifer for that.”

Which brought Sora to the question of why the punk blonde's boyfriend was even driving them to such a low place like their night job. He had a nonchalant expression, as if he had all the time in the world and not a care. He drove the car at the exact speed limit and his eyes never once left the road, nor had he opened his mouth. It was irksome. Maybe this is what made him such an elusive drug lord.

“So um…why is Seifer chauffeuring anyway?” He was never good at keeping his mouth shut, and the look Roxas sent his way would agree.

Seifer's voice was deep, rumbling and it sent shivers down Sora's spine. He wasn't sure if they were pleasant or not. “I would like to see what kind of place my lover works in…”

Sora went back to fidgeting. Riku wouldn't be there tonight, he had a feeling. He had Kairi now…a girl…Fucking women. The only woman he had ever cared about was his mother!

They pulled up to the small building, the three boys ambling out and shutting the car doors with soft clicks as Seifer drove off to find parking…a near impossible task. Sora snickered internally as he pushed open the back doors. It was the same old routine as they shoved their way to the backroom. The same smell's sights, the same steps. Sora was getting tired of it. He was no longer self conscious about the men who ogled and jeered. He no longer grimaced at the interesting smell of male sweat and make up that clung to the dressing room. The thought of Riku was the only thing that made the night more interesting. The boy would always say something bothersome, something that made him think and panic and FEEL something. However annoying or unpleasant the things Riku would say were, the mere fact that was there aroused something in Sora, something that made him long to cling to the silver haired man. But now his one small luxury in his meaningless life had been stripped away by a red haired she-devil. Not that he'd ever met this Kairi person before.

He mindlessly preformed the tasks that had been set about to him before he was to perform. Make up, which he attempted, and failed miserably. However his usual whine of `Rooooxaaas' lacked a certain playfulness that had always held, no matter how dull everything got. He was the optimistic one of the bunch right?

He dressed in his sinfully provocative clothing, not caring what he looked like as he passed his reflection, he stood behind the curtain, attempting to liven up his face, brighten his eyes and pretend that Riku was in the front row holding out a fifty…perhaps he should give the guy his money back…it was still stashed in his pillow case anyway. Nothing to spend it on.

He grabbed on to the pole swung, The routine was second nature but now there was no spark. And as he saw a balding man with what seemed to be early liver spots on his shiny currently multi colored head holding out a hundred, he was tempted to run off the stage, the bile rising in his stomach nearly made him do it too. It was sick, the man smelled strange and the thing poking at his thigh was repulsive. He wanted his Riku...

 

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As the night drew on, two particular individuals couldn't feel anymore vacant, dead, call it what you will. These two pairs of eyes down cast and empty.

 

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Over the past few days it had become a habit for the bunch to meet at his particular campus café, never sitting in the same table twice, and always ordering the same thing for their breakfast. It was also habit to never leave until everyone was actually there unless of course they ran the risk of being late. Not that it had happened yet. The location was by the food display where the sitting plates of small cakes and pies taunted their broke ass pockets. Well some of their broke ass pockets. However the cappuccino smell was quite the welcoming treat. Cloud sat beside Leon, his head leaned in close to the brunette as they idly chatted, Cloud holding up a cup of milky looking coffee close to his lips. Mystery how they were always their first.

“It's weird…ever since last night...”

“We didn't do anything last night.”

Which was true, what was the point of rushing things?

“No, no, not that…” However Cloud's face had turned a lovely shade of pink. Leon thought it endearing.

“So?”

“…I'm unnerved, like someone's looking for me…or someone's watching me.” The undertone of the blonde's voice made Leon raise his eyebrow. There was something the blonde was leaving out, but the time frame in which they had known each other was so short he dare not ask what it was. He wasn't a rude person after all.

“Maybe it's just a student.”

“I hope…” The tone was there again.

However their lovely little creepy discussion was cut short by the tingling bell of the front door. Roxas had stepped in, his hair looking more disheveled than it normally did. His blue eyes scanned the expanse of the small café before spotting his targets and ambling over to them. Up close he had bags under his eyes.

Leon raised an eyebrow. “No sleep?”

“None.”

The conversation was left hanging as Roxas placed his messenger bag on the chair and went off towards the line

The next person to walk through the door was Sora, obviously tailing behind Roxas, he was still hastily trying to put on his shoe correctly. He dropped into the seat next to Roxas's bag.

“I'm gonna quit!” He announced loudly, grinning.

“Quit?”

“Yes, Squally, quit.”

Leon made a small unhappy noise.

“I've decided, I don't like it there anymore. It's…boring.”

It was common knowledge that Sora had a passionate dislike for all things boring and unimportant.

“So you're going to quit just like that?”

“Yus.” The boy seemed so chipper, in comparison to his cousin who sat down like a zombie and glared at his cousin.

“He's just mopey because Riku's not going anymore.”

Sora flushed. “Lies, Roxas, lies…”

Now normally they would have waited for a fifth party member, who had stopped showing up since the first day they had started this little random habit.

 

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“So…you found a place?”

“Yes, yes I did.”

“Where is it?”

“A night club, not too far from here, it's small and not too many people know about it.”

“Wonderful.”

“You owe me.”

“I owe you nothing.”

There was a laugh. “I lead you to him.”

There was a snort. “ I could have found him myself.”

 

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Holy freakin' crap there's a PLOT!!

D: People are plotting…but I wonder who…. :3 Well I know who x3

 

Yes, perhaps I lied about Roxas being in trouble…cuz I totally forgot what he was gonna be in trouble about, but I guess he didn't show up much in this chapter did he?

 

Next chapter: Riku, Sora, Roxas, Hayner, Seifer, Kairi, Selphie etc hang out, lol awkwardness, Roxas stumbles across something his shouldn't have, Sephi's being creepy, and Sora needs to find reasons not to quit…and drop out period!

 

zomg drama…