Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction ❯ Untitled Notepad ❯ First Comment ( Chapter 1 )

 

 

 

 

-Heya...it's me. I bet you're wondering about the title name...it'll make sense later on. Well, hopefully it will. I finally have my own computer so I can just type my stories out instead of having to write them and then bribe people into typing them for me. About the story....hm. I'm not even sure what kind of story it'll be. the only things I have worked out right now is that it'll be a shoujo-ai(if you don't know what this means ask someone-other than me, that is), and Kingdom Hearts. Not much else. Oh, and don't email me telling me about my crappy typing grammar in my a/n's. And that's just how it goes. So. If you want to know what the symbols mean, look at my other stories cause I don't feel like typing them out right now. Anywho....hm. nothing much to talk about (that's relevant to the story anyways, if you want to talk to me look me up on greatestjournal, so let's get on with it.

 

Ch.1: First Comment

 

 

"Kairi...hey Kairi...." Kairi looked up from her laptop and noticed her attacker. "Honestly, Kai, you spend too much time on that thing!"

 

It was Sora.

 

"Oh...I didn't notice..."

 

"Didn't notice? Every time the teachers let us have a break you whip that thing out and type away like crazy," he said with a mocking smile on his face. Usually this charmed Kairi, but she just wasn't in the mood that day. Or the day before that or the week before, in fact.

 

Kairi closed her laptop, frowning. So what if she spent so much time on it? That's what it was for, right? 'Ugh. What am I getting so defensive about...?'

 

"Hey, Riku wanted to know if you wanted to come with us to the movies today."

 

"..."

 

"Kairi...?"

 

"Sora, you know I can't go on such short notice...." If it were up to her, sure she would go, but she was one of the unfortunate teenagers with over reactive parents who wouldn't let her do hardly anything, which was why she spent half her life on the computer nowadays.

 

Sora sighed and hung his head. "Sure, whatever. Call me later then." He got up out of his (actually, it belonged to whoever sat in front of her) seat and crossed the room over to where Riku was talking to Wakka and Tidus about...something. Kairi wanted to go over there and talk with them, but...

 

Clutching her laptop to her, she gazed over at Riku and Sora. She'd been pretty close friends with them both for all her life, so that made her wonder why they weren't telling her.

 

Being the only girl in a group of boys, she could understand them doing some things without her and keeping the occasional secret (boys will be boys), but lately it had been getting worse. They would go over to each other's houses and not tell her, and plan trips and not tell her... She knew why, of course; she'd have to be completely dense not to. The fact that they were dating wasn't what was bothering her. It was just that....

 

"Okay, class dismissed!" the teacher yelled over the already yelling students.

 

Kairi hung back a little, in the hopes of being able to be able to talk to Sora or Riku alone, but was shot down once she saw them leave with the gang in tow. She should've been able to just pack up and follow them, seeing as how they were her friends too, but lately she'd kinda felt like she was..."Casting out" if that made any sense.

 

'It's fine, I guess...' she thought as she spied Sora and Riku holding hands as they left the school for lunch. 'They'll tell me when they're ready...'

 

Feeling a little dejected, she turned to go to the cafeteria. Sure, she could've caught up with them, but lately it kinda felt like she was intruding...all of freshman year, actually. Ever since high school started everyone kinda fell into their own groups. It's not like she was jealous or anything; she really didn't mind that her friends were having fun, even if she wasn't directly involved. 'I just wish I could be out having fun too...'

 

"Hey! It's the little redhead!"

 

Looking around, Kairi caught sight of Yuffie, one of the sophomore girls. She didn't even know Yuffie knew her name; "Little redhead" and "Sora and Riku's groupie" was pretty much all she called her. She wasn't even really sure when or where she'd met the other girl, but she did know that Yuffie liked to be the center of attention and was a little (a lot) overbearing. Kairi turned around immediately, not really wanting to get into conversation with Yuffie. Sure, she was nice, but the noise level always seemed to rise a bit with her around.

 

"Heeey! Why are you trying to run awaaay?" Yuffie called out as she spied Kairi trying to make a tactful exit. 'Maybe if I walk away fast enough she won't catch up to me...'

 

This wasn't the case. Sooner than not Kairi was being hauled back to the cafeteria by Yuffie and some other upperclassmen she didn't know. Great. Along with being ditched by Sora and Riku, she was more or less taken captive by people she had no clue about, which, in case you were wondering, was exactly what she wanted to happen. But really, why would they want to bother her anyway? It wasn't like she stood out in any way-it was actually like she had some kind of negative-noticability, if that was possible.

 

"So Reddy Heady, how're things?" Yuffie asked as she sat Kairi down at some unrecognizable lunch table. Everyone at the table was staring at the younger girl like she had just dropped from the sky, especially some brunette guy in a cowboy hat.

 

"I'm fine..." the auburn haired girl whispered, ducking her head slightly.

 

That one little statement seemed to get a bunch of hushed whispers and such from the table inhabitants, really making her wonder what the heck they wanted. It reminded her of being interrogated by her parents about whatever wrongs she'd happened to commit. "So Groupie," Yuffie continued, oblivious to the fact that Kairi looked incredibly uncomfortable, "you're single right?"

 

Kairi hesitated; these kinds of conversations always ended weirdly. Why on in the world did she want to know, anyway? "Well..." she began.

 

"And no, Riku and Sora don't count," Yuffie interjected, teasing the other girl.

 

There was some giggling around the table at this, and Kairi felt her face flush in anger and embarrassment. Yuffie didn't even know her; who was she to just use her as an entertainment source for her stupid friends? Kairi knew she was a bit of an easy target, but that was no reason for her to just back down and let people run all over her, right? But...then again...she had absolutely no backbone. She merely nodded and glanced away. It didn't matter what they thought after all, seeing as how she never really saw them or talked to them anyway. "To hell with them" as Riku would have put it.

 

"Well then," Yuffie said with a grin as the people sitting behind her started to murmur to the guy in the cowboy hat, “that's all the info I needed! See ya!" With a dismissive wave, Yuffie turned around and started to chat with her friends in a hushed voice, leaving Kairi sitting there awkwardly. It wouldn't have really bothered her so much (she was planning on leaving anyway), but when they started to giggle and glance back at her...well, that's when she started to flare up. "To hell with them" as Sora would've put it.

 

Feeling her self-righteous anger boil, Kairi got up and marched out of the cafeteria gripping her laptop angrily. They were probably making fun of her. If she had had a bit more courage she would've made sure to shoot them some nasty glances, but since she chose to be passive about it, she shot them dirty glances mentally. 'Only two more periods 'till school's over, only two more...'

 

Just in the nick of time, the end-of-lunch bell rang and everyone rampaged their way down the hallway.

 

"Ah!" Kairi squealed as she saw numerous people storm their way towards her. In middle school she was equipped with a bigger boy (Sora didn't count 'cause he was practically the same height and weight as she was), so maneuvering through the hallways was pretty much just walking behind Riku. But, unfortunately for her, her bodyguard was out playing bodyguard for someone else, leaving the poor girl to fend for herself.

 

True Kairi was a total pushover, but that didn't mean she was ready to be run over. The auburn haired girl tried to turn and stay close to the wall, but was pushed back by a very angry someone. "Why don't you open your eyes and watch where you're going?!" the person spat as she fell to the floor, not even bothering to utter an "Are you okay?" or even a quick on-the-go "I'm sorry".

 

Preparing for the worst, the small girl tried to scramble up as people swarmed all around her, but was jolted upwards as someone grabbed her and pulled her up. "Hey? What's wrong with you, you blind?"

 

Yuffie was holding her by her tank top strap, pulling her by the wall. "You can't just throw yourself on the ground you know," she said, scolding Kairi like she was her mother, "...I bet no one even saw you..."

 

Kairi was about to thank her; even if Yuffie was slightly obnoxious and impolite it would have been rude of her not to notice the effort, but noticed that her tank top strap was still being held hostage by Yuffie, and the whole front of her bra was clearly visible.

"Ah!" she yelped, jumping back and away from the other girl.

 

"Oop, uh, I didn't mean to! Honestly!" Yuffie yelled as Kairi ran away in a tiffy. "Hey! Aren't you gonna thank me?"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yuffie folded her hands behind her head and stared up at the cloudy sky above. It was a nice Monday afternoon at the overly crowded park and she needed something to distract herself from doing homework that was due God knows when. As to be expected of her, she opted to laze about rather than to do the work. Duh. But to properly laze one needs a subject to laze about to, and Yuffie's mind happened to fall upon Kairi. The younger girl was pretty cute, if she did say so herself. That didn't mean she was going to try anything, but still... 'It's really adorable how shy she is and all...'

 

Yuffie decided to cut herself short at that-she was dating someone after all. 'Speaking of the Great Maw' she thought, checking the time, 'where is she? It's past five...'

 

"Hey Yuffie, what're you doing?" Rinoa asked as she walked up to the hill where Yuffie was laying.

 

"Hm?" Yuffie asked, noticing that, as usual, Rinoa had bought a new purse she would probably use only once. "Oh, just doing a little thinking..." She sat up and smiled, happy that Rinoa didn't drag poor Ellone along this time. Ellone was new in town, and for some reason Rinoa felt the need to "take her under her wing" or something like that.

Anyone with sense could tell that Ellone was uncomfortable hanging around Rinoa, but then again, Rinoa wasn't someone with sense.

 

"You seem different...did you cut your hair or something?" Yuffie asked as she walked around her girlfriend, poking fun at the fact that the other girl had actually let Ellone live her own life.

 

"Ha ha...Ellone runs that computer club thing, remember? I couldn't drag her away today...." Rinoa pouted.

 

"She probably just made that up as an excuse to get away from you...” Yuffie muttered under her breath.

 

"What? What did you just say?"

 

"Nothing, nothing...." the raven-haired teen said as she took the other girl's hand. Rinoa was sure to forget soon anyways.

 

"So what's new?" Rinoa asked Yuffie as they walked down and around the park.

 

"You remember Irvine? Well he asked me to set him up with some freshman girl...Kairi." Yuffie began offhandedly. 'And she's really cute,' she was about to add. She and Rinoa did have a pretty open relationship, but maybe that would be a little too far (even though Yuffie did hear those offhand comments her girlfriend tended to make about those girls who just "hung around" certain street corners).

 

"Ohhhhhh really?" Rinoa asked, gaining her element. "So, what? Is she cute?"

 

"..."

 

"Good answer. So anyways, I think he should...."

 

Yuffie drowned Rinoa out as she enveloped herself in her thoughts. 'People are staring at us...'

 

Maybe the fact that they were both girls wasn't what seemed to attract all the stares; it could've had something to do with the obvious age gap between them. Sure, Rinoa was five years older than Yuffie, but if you like someone you like them, right? Is that so wrong?

 

The age difference between the two of them never really bothered Yuffie before, but lately she'd kinda felt that she and Rinoa were drifting apart. It wasn't necessarily the age gap doing this, but something else she couldn't quite put her finger on. `Oh, what does it matter anyway' Yuffie thought, watching a little kid fall off their bike at an alarming speed. "Hey Yuffie, you looked spaced out," Rinoa said as she came to a halt in front of the younger girl's house and stopped her rambling about whatever it was she was rambling about.

 

Yuffie looked up at her girlfriend, "Eh? Oh, sorry. I was just thinking..."

 

At first Rinoa gave her a rare quizzical look, as if she knew something else was on the other girl's mind. The look faded; however, as Yuffie grinned sheepishly and gave a typical thumbs up. Flashing her best smile, Rinoa kissed Yuffie on the cheek and let go of her hand. "Wait, where're you going?" Yuffie asked as Rinoa dug in her overly tiny purse and started to head off. "You said you'd spend the night tonight..."

 

"I have to go to work, so I gotta go!" Rinoa responded, not even bothering to look back as she paraded away.

 

"Bye!" Yuffie called, even though she was sure Rinoa wasn't even paying attention. 'I bet if I told her I had gum she'd pay attention...' she thought bitterly. It wasn't exactly that Rinoa was a heartless beast who mistreated Yuffie; she was just totally and utterly lacking of an attention span beyond a nanosecond. It was childlike, in a way, but Yuffie didn't really like to think of it that way (she wasn't a pedophile).

 

As she entered her house, Yuffie waved hi to her older sister and went straight to her room, hoping for a clean getaway. She knew her sister probably saw her and Rinoa, but didn't really want to get into it. Tifa's head was hard as a brick, so there was just no getting through to her. Sure, she loved her little sister, but homosexuality was a big no-no in her mind, so the thought of Yuffie involved with another girl threw her into conniptions. She was almost as bad as those moms in the teen drama shows she watched all the time.

 

"You got out of school over an hour ago!" she yelled as Yuffie shut her room door. "You can't just stay out like that and not tell me! Are you listening to m-don't turn your radio on, Dammit-!"

 

Ignoring whatever it was that Tifa had yelled out to her (even though she had a pretty good idea what it was), Yuffie threw her bag on the floor and went straight towards her computer. For schoolwork, you ask? Ohhh, no, Yuffie never did homework. She got pretty mediocre grades, but she still managed to break through to her sophomore year. Instead, she went to chat rooms or IM'ed people. Especially those "single and looking for companionship" ones. Not that she was, but she found it amusing to mess with desperate singles that would go as far as the internet to find a potential mate.

 

As far as Yuffie was concerned, she was all set. She had good friends, a good girlfriend, a computer with internet, and generally a good life. 'So,' she thought as she set up the internet, 'who're my first victims..?'

 

Once she found the website, she scrolled down and looked for any subject that she felt like messing with today. One in particular caught her eye.

 

Lonely.

 

Ha. Who would whine about their loneliness online? She had found her subject(s).

 

Double-clicking she smiled as the chat room came up, and she was highly amused at what she saw.

 

I feel so lonely, it's like no one even realizes I exist... no one will date me because of how I look...I have no friends because people are afraid of the way I dress, she read in between fits of laughter. "Pfft, ha ha...I guess I better write something, too..."

 

Oh is there anyone out there who will talk to me? I feel so alone in this big, big world" she typed. About fifty little response boxes came up. "Bwah ha ha ha! What a bunch of idiots they are!" Yuffie laughed gleefully as she read the responses.

 

Deep down, Yuffie knew what she was doing was wrong. But it was just a little fun, right? No harm, no foul. It's not like she was ever going to meet any of these pathetic losers in real life anyways, but, even as she thought that, there was a familiar twinge in her stomach, that evil dose of conscience saying she of all people had no right to degrade lonely people.

 

Even so, she made sappy whiny replies to all the responses she got, laughing all the way. So what if her conscience beckoned against it? Her problems seemed less amplified if she was seeing them in others. None of the comments she got really interested her, making her wonder if maybe she should just go to sleep or make something to eat for temporary distraction. However, one comment in particular caught her eye.

 

Get out.

 

What? Had she been figured out? It would seem logical, seeing as how she terrorized the random chat rooms practically every day.

 

What do you mean, she typed, trying to sound as innocent as possible. After a pause, there was We both know you don't belong here. You're faking it. You're probably one of those people who just go to chat rooms like this to make fun of people.

 

Urk.

 

'Hm…' she thought as she spied the comment. 'How could they know...? Oh well. Might as well spill the beans,' she thought as she began typing, after all, honesty was the best policy (funny words to describe what she's doing).

 

I'm not really one to beat around the bush. Yes, I am here because I find you people with no social lives amusing. So anyways: how did you know?

The reply came as: Let's just say I'm really good at reading people. And you don't seem like a very sincere person. Have a nice life.

Next thing she knew, Yuffie was kicked out of the chat room. "Aw, come on!" she wailed as she tried to enter again.

"I wasn't done having my fun..."

Every time she tried to get back in, the response was "Lyric Paopou has barred your ISP from this chat site".

So it would seem this "Lyric Paopou" person was the chat room mediator. "Ah well" she murmured as she turned the computer off. She leaned back in her broken chair (Rinoa had sat on it wrong and broke the backrest while bouncing) and stared at the blank screen. She was bored. And usually with her if she had a chance to let her mind wander it would. A good girlfriend...a good life...

She remembered those words she had thought earlier as she lambasted the people who really weren't so different from herself. If she had such a good life then why did it suddenly feel like the blank monitor? She couldn't really explain what it was that had gotten her feeling that way, but lately it seemed like she had fallen out of tune once again. It was like she was a device put long to sleep, waiting for someone to come and click her on and get her started up once more. Only the people around her weren't doing it the right way. Or maybe not at all.

In an instant she did feel lonely-terrifyingly lonely; so isolated she couldn't even-

"..."

Yuffie leaned forward and rested her head on the rickety computer desk (it had been assembled by her own self), eyes wide. What was she thinking? She was acting like she was one of those idiot people from one of those chat rooms.

She'd go out in the living room and bother Rinoa or call Irvine or something. She wasn't a lonely person, not anymore. She, along with her parents back then, had changed, and she'd be dammed if she turned into one of those people from that chat room again.

 

 

-Ahhh, the first chapter, written in a day. Well, one night and one afternoon after school. I've gotten a lot of emails asking me what kind of music I listen to when I'm writing and what inspires me to write. Well, daily life inspires me to write. Something will happen and I'll just start writing. But often when this happens, the characters tend to "get stuck on the roof" lol inside joke, sorry. Oh yeah, naked girls. They also inspire me to write (lol). So, what I listen to...well, with BtCM, I listened to a lot of Brand New. And TCM, well, I didn't really listen to anything. Hm...Then A Dirty Little Habit...well, you can just read that one to know what I was listening to!!! But with the rest, like this one, any kind of Japanese CDs I happen to have, like anime or game soundtracks. And Utada Hikaru. But lately The FF X-2 soundtrack. By the way, this soundtrack is a hellava lot better in Japanese. The English version is pretty crappy. Great Job, Yuna's VA.