Lock and Key-RikaiAs I reached for my books inside of my large, metalic locker, I heard a group of girls giggling behind me.
"Aren't boys really cute when they have journels?" One, Selphie, asked, giggling so much that I almost got a migraine from the high pitched noise.
"Yeah!" I heard a girl say, along with murmurs of agreement.
With that, I found myself blushing extremely hard, for in my hands, I held my journel.
"Riku!" A voice called out directly behind me.
Quickly, I covered up my journel with a math textbook. Then, I turned to the voice.
Behind me stood a boy with his hands wrapped together behind his head. He wore a large grin, as always, and looked to me.
"Hey, Sora," I said, closing and locking my locker as loose papers flew out.
"Hi! Ready to go?" he asked, gesturing towards the exit door of the school.
"Nope. I have detention," I said, sighing at the thought of abandoning my friends on the school bus.
"What for?" Sora asked, tilting his head to the side.
I just yawned, not really
Mr. Simple-RikaiIt has been two years.
He finally came back to the islands after two long years.
And he didn't even want to look at me.
I gave him small hints every now and then; I purposely tripped so that he could catch me, I stared at him when he was looking, I went to his house and left him two heart shaped valentines that even included my name.
The two valentines were those I made for Riku when he was away, saving the worlds or some sort.
But, he decided to play Mr. Simple!
He ignored me. Never answered my calls.
I paced my room in deep thought.
"He just doesn't get it, does he?" I asked myself, angrily grumbling.
"How do you not get that one of your closest friends likes you?" I questioned, my pace quickening.
"What's wrong with this kid!?" I asked, storming out the door. "I'm telling Riku that I like him!" I exclaimed, determined to get the truth out.
"Riku!" I exclaimed, banging on his door.
After a few seconds of impatiently waiting on the welcome
I always thought that he didn't like me.
-That he down right hated me.
He was always laughing at me, when I made a mistake, or tripped, or said something stupid.
It started since the day I knew him.
And it still happened from when he came back to the islands after a long wait.
See, Riku had always been my friend. He was quiet at times, he was sarcastic, and his humor was deadish.
But he was my friend.
One of the closest friends I could ever have.
The only flaw in him was his contant use of acronyms.
It started when I met him.
"Riku!" my first friend, Sora, exclaimed, pointing to a five year old boy with eyes of green and hair of silver. "This is Kairi!" Then pointing to me.
"H-Hi..." I said a in a timid whisper, walking towards the boy, since we were at such far distance.
I tripped though, and I fell to the ground, scraping my bare knee. "Ow!" I exclaimed as I hit the ground.
Sora's eyes widened tremendously, staring at the small ooze of blood
Like THIS---"Damn it, Tidus," Riku grumbled darkly, staring at the boy near him cower in fear as heartless surrounded him.
"What do we do, R-Riku?" Tidus asked, shuddering.
"Stay back," Riku ordered, summoning his keyblade, much to his later regret.
"Whoa..." Tidus said with amazement. "What's that..?" he asked, momentarily forgetting his fear for the heartless creatures.
Riku rolled his eyes and attacked the dark shadows.
"So, what is that?" Tidus asked curiously when all the heartless were vaporized.
"A keyblade," Riku grumbled, walking away.
"Where'd you find it?" Tidus asked, following the silver haired boy.
"Go away, Tidus," Riku said, glancing at him with a death glare that meant he was serious.
But Tidus refused to understand.
"What were those things?"
"When'd you learn how to use that giant key thing?"
"Stupid Tidus..." Riku thought as Tidus continued to blabber on and on with his many questions.
Soon, Wakka and Selphie joined the conversation.
"What are you hiding, mon?"
"I heard rumor
"What is this?" Roxas asked, eyeing the large box weirdly. "I don't know what this is..."
He struggled greatly to haul the enormous box into his home. Grunting, he set it on the red carpet. There the box sat, mocking him with it's largeness. It towered tall, almost taller than Roxas himself, and it was wide.
Wider than the sofa in the distance.
"I wonder what's inside..." he thought, eager to open it.
"Who sent it?" he quietly muttered, reading the tag hanging on the box that was wrapped in blue paper.
It read in two simple words.
"Well, that is my name..." Roxas grinned, wanting to open his large present even more. "So I guess I'll have to open it!"
He sat down next to the box and began tearing off the paper and ribbons. Peering inside the cardboard box, he saw wads and stacks of orange tissue paper, which he shoved aside, wanting to reach the object being protected by it.
He gasped loudly, his amazement beyond recogniztion.
"Another box," he thought, amused
Venfuu-ColdFuu walked through the alleyway of the street, her chin hidden into the warm, striped, scarf tied around her neck. She wore a thin winter coat with baggy jeans as her feet trudged along the soft snow. She sighed boredly, seeing her cold breath in the air.
Suddenly, a bright light shone in front of her.
"Hello..." a voice said timidly.
Fuu, afraid, stopped walking and stared directly into the bright light floating before her startled red eyes. She said nothing.
"My name is Ventus..." the light said, speaking in a voice as delicate as the snowflakes falling from the sky.
"But please call me Ven...
"Ven?" Fuu asked in confusion. Staring closely into the shining light, she began to realize that it was in the rough shape of a heart.
"Can you tell me your name?"
"Fuu," she replied, eager to know what was happening.
"Fuu..." Ventus repeated. "Can you do me...a favor?"
"Okay," Fuu said, not wavering to deny.
The heart slowly stopped talking, and it just flo
Venfuu-Detention"Detention," the flimsy and lanky woman spat out with a despicable tone in her crackling, raspy voice.
"But-" Ventus said, out of breath from sprinting up the stairs. He breathed
in tiny, contained breaths.
"DETENTION," the teacher, the number of years old matching the number of wrinkles on her forehead, repeated sternly.
"I-" Ventus said, trying to explain why in the worlds he was late to class.
"Detention," the old teacher repeated for one final time, gritting her teeth in anger.
Ventus felt small, cowering over the unusally tall and slim lady. "O-Okay," he finally said, taking the pink detention slip with trembling and slippery fingers.
There Ventus sat.
"I thought there'd be more people..." he thought quickly to himself, eyeing the entire room through the corners of his eyes.
"The teacher isn't even here..."
Suddenly, the door opened.
Jumping slightly with the sudden motion, an exhilarated Ventus stared to see who would be walking through the door.
Venfuu-Misunderstanding Ventus planned on not only looking for his friend, Terra, but also planned on exploring new worlds at the same time.
He never planned on meeting her.
"My name's Fuu," a small girl greeted, tugging repeatedly on Ventus' arm.
Ventus, stunned slightly by the small voice, looked down. "Oh, hello," he said, bending down on his knees. "You shouldn't be talking to strangers," he said, laughing a little at the thought of a four year old wandering up to anybody and sharing their name.
"What's your name?" The purple haired girl asked impatiently.
"I'm Ventus," he said, a small smile for the girl's confidence stretched across his face.
"But, didn't you hear me? You shouldn't be talking to strangers," he said, now amused.
"I felt like talking to you!" Fuu exploded, kicking Ve
Tomorrow For SureSora stared endlessly, almost not blinking with the deep concentration he had towards the moogle floating around the palm trees.
"It's pom pom looks so soft," he thought, remembering Riku's words.
"I dare you to go touch a moogle's pom pom."
"What would happen if..." he said thoughtfully to himself. "...I were to accidently touch it?" he asked, almost in a day dreaming voice.
Without thinking, Sora reached for the moogle's floating red pom pom.
All that was heard that day were various startled, "Kupos!"
"Oh..." Sora groaned, lifting his face from the sandy ground. "What happened?" he thought, standing up.
"That's weird. Did I get shorter?" he wondered, yawning. "Oh well. Where's Riku and Kairi?"
"Riku!" he called out, waddling around.
Sora noticed his voice getting higher, and he then looked to his short stubby feet. He shrugged, then continued walking foward, soon running right into a silver haired boy.
"Riku!" he exclaimed, looking up to him. "Shees