WUUUUT?? D: (Blitz)
I totally started getting misty-eyed while writing a part of Blitz today! WTF? I don't even think it was all that sad tho maybe it hit a little too close to home? so if anyone wants a baby tiny spoiler...and to snicker at the thing that got me randomly emotional...
“You’re thinking so hard it’s making my head hurt.”
Riku jumped slightly when Kairi’s voice suddenly broke into his thoughts.
“Woah, Kairi,” he said with a small, sheepish smile. “What are you doing out of class?”
“Startling you apparently,” she giggled lightly. “What’s got you thinking so hard?”
Riku hesitated. He knew that Sora and Kairi were close, but he wasn’t sure how much of the current situation he was allowed to tell. Kairi solved that problem by continuing a beat later.
“What else would you be thinking about,” she said more to herself than anything. “Sora, right? I’m guessing that you know about the drama he called me about at midnight last night?”
“His mom,” Riku confirmed, stopping by the corner of C Building where Sora’s science class was.
“His mom,” Kairi repeated. Somehow, when she said it, the word took on a completely different weight and meaning. In the time that Riku had been spending with Sora’s friends, he’d managed to make a fairly solid connection with Kairi. She was an interesting girl. When she wanted to be, she could be just as bubbly and air-headed as most of the other females her age that Riku knew, but there was more to Kairi than that. She was smart, observant, took notice of things that others didn’t, and Riku found that he liked that unexpected element in her.
“Nothing new there,” she sighed, leaning against the wall beside him. “This is going to sound terrible, but sometimes I wish that she had just gone ahead and died after Sora’s dad did.”
Riku immediately tensed at this, flashes of his own mother’s last days and funeral coming to mind.
“How can you even think that?” he asked coolly, his like for the girl falling several points. Kairi didn’t seem to mind the sudden ice that was between them.
“I know, Riku,” she told him, and her voice was far more tired than anyone’s her age had a right to be. “If Sora ever heard me say that, I don’t think he would ever forgive me, but that doesn’t make it any less true.
“There are times when I think I hate her for everything that she’s put him through. I mean, I know it’s not really her fault, but it’s just…it’s not fair that she left him alone like this. He’s been obsessed with seeing her better ever since she got sick. Obsessed will being stronger, being better so that when she came home, he could be the perfect son for her.”
Riku listened in silence to her words, taking them in. He could feel the anger in her; the defensive frustration of a friend who has been forced to watch someone they care about suffer for far too long. The momentary anger he’d felt towards her had faded, and he found himself opening to what she had to say; absorbing this side of Sora that he would probably never get out of the boy himself.
“Did you know that he blamed himself?” Kairi asked, turning to look at him with eyes that were beginning to glisten with tears. “We were little kids, Riku. Eight years old, and when he came back to school all he could talk about, when he talked at all, was how his mom went away because he wasn’t good enough. How if he could do better, be a better son, maybe then she would love him enough to come back to him.”
Otherwise, I'm pleased to say that's coming right along. I think I'm still going to have to event shift because dude...I just didn't plan these chapters out very well at all... But y'know...thinking about it now, it'll prolly be better this way. I'll lose one of the two cliffhangers I had planned--which is nice of me I think--and it'll mean I can update this sooner as this chapter is mostly done once I get through editing the crap out of it. Again man...no wonder I stalled. I was throwing poop all over the place. I've just had to outright delete half of the stuff I wrote because it was that bad.
:sigh: -__-;
“You’re thinking so hard it’s making my head hurt.”
Riku jumped slightly when Kairi’s voice suddenly broke into his thoughts.
“Woah, Kairi,” he said with a small, sheepish smile. “What are you doing out of class?”
“Startling you apparently,” she giggled lightly. “What’s got you thinking so hard?”
Riku hesitated. He knew that Sora and Kairi were close, but he wasn’t sure how much of the current situation he was allowed to tell. Kairi solved that problem by continuing a beat later.
“What else would you be thinking about,” she said more to herself than anything. “Sora, right? I’m guessing that you know about the drama he called me about at midnight last night?”
“His mom,” Riku confirmed, stopping by the corner of C Building where Sora’s science class was.
“His mom,” Kairi repeated. Somehow, when she said it, the word took on a completely different weight and meaning. In the time that Riku had been spending with Sora’s friends, he’d managed to make a fairly solid connection with Kairi. She was an interesting girl. When she wanted to be, she could be just as bubbly and air-headed as most of the other females her age that Riku knew, but there was more to Kairi than that. She was smart, observant, took notice of things that others didn’t, and Riku found that he liked that unexpected element in her.
“Nothing new there,” she sighed, leaning against the wall beside him. “This is going to sound terrible, but sometimes I wish that she had just gone ahead and died after Sora’s dad did.”
Riku immediately tensed at this, flashes of his own mother’s last days and funeral coming to mind.
“How can you even think that?” he asked coolly, his like for the girl falling several points. Kairi didn’t seem to mind the sudden ice that was between them.
“I know, Riku,” she told him, and her voice was far more tired than anyone’s her age had a right to be. “If Sora ever heard me say that, I don’t think he would ever forgive me, but that doesn’t make it any less true.
“There are times when I think I hate her for everything that she’s put him through. I mean, I know it’s not really her fault, but it’s just…it’s not fair that she left him alone like this. He’s been obsessed with seeing her better ever since she got sick. Obsessed will being stronger, being better so that when she came home, he could be the perfect son for her.”
Riku listened in silence to her words, taking them in. He could feel the anger in her; the defensive frustration of a friend who has been forced to watch someone they care about suffer for far too long. The momentary anger he’d felt towards her had faded, and he found himself opening to what she had to say; absorbing this side of Sora that he would probably never get out of the boy himself.
“Did you know that he blamed himself?” Kairi asked, turning to look at him with eyes that were beginning to glisten with tears. “We were little kids, Riku. Eight years old, and when he came back to school all he could talk about, when he talked at all, was how his mom went away because he wasn’t good enough. How if he could do better, be a better son, maybe then she would love him enough to come back to him.”
Otherwise, I'm pleased to say that's coming right along. I think I'm still going to have to event shift because dude...I just didn't plan these chapters out very well at all... But y'know...thinking about it now, it'll prolly be better this way. I'll lose one of the two cliffhangers I had planned--which is nice of me I think--and it'll mean I can update this sooner as this chapter is mostly done once I get through editing the crap out of it. Again man...no wonder I stalled. I was throwing poop all over the place. I've just had to outright delete half of the stuff I wrote because it was that bad.
:sigh: -__-;