More Than A Story
-Squirrel Tamer

Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts.

Chapter 1: A messed up tale




That was the worst story yet, Sora! Kairi said while gnawing on her gum. It was the same Kairi from Kingdom Hearts but she was dressed completely different. Her hair was still short but it didn't appear to have been brushed in a while and it was also shoved into a baseball cap. Her clothing was lose and baggy and she wore gloves on her hands.

It wasn't bad, it was just... A boy that looked a lot like Riku told her. It was Riku, but he was dressed in a nice suit and tie, having just gotten back from church. He held a Bible under his arm.

Kairi told the boy sitting in between her and Riku. The boy's spiky brown hair drooped a little at this.

I know...it's awful... He said wrapping his arms around his knees. He was definitely the most normal looking in the group. He simply wore jeans and a long shirt.

Well it would be good, if... Riku tried to say.

None of us act anything like them Sora! Riku's a fricken religious fanatic! There's no way he'd become all evil. Kairi pointed out.

And Kairi's a tomboy. She's not really the dainty Kairi from your story. She doesn't seem like the damsel in distress type. Riku told him.

And well...you aren't that brave. You're a coward. A good storyteller, but a coward. Kairi said softly.

I'm a failure. Sora cried dropping his head in his hands.

We said it was a good story. But it will never happen. And plus, Kairi said going over to the door and throwing it open, Does this look like Destiny Islands to you?

Sora looked out the door and sighed. There was traffic everywhere. New York was a terrible place to live. He wished with all of his heart that Destiny Islands did exist, but wishing just wasn't cutting it.

Just leave if you hate my story that much, He snapped at them. Then he laid back on the couch and sulked. Kairi sighed and then came over and kicked him in the shin.

Don't be such an ass. We don't care if your stories are good or not. We come here to see you. To bring you back to reality. She said, her leg raised in case she needed to kick him again.

You're only seventeen Sora. Why don't you do normal seventeen year old things instead of coming home right after school and making up stories? Why don't you go with Kairi to all of her sports games? Riku asked his friend.

Why don't you? Sora snapped.

You know that I can't. I have to go home right away and prepare for the evening mass. Riku sighed.

His mom called. She came flying around the corner, still in her work suit. She brushed a hand though her short brown hair, and then leaned against the wall, Is pizza okay for dinner tonight?

We've had dinner for the past five nights now! Why can't you get home in time to cook something? He cried. He was beginning to get fed up with his whole life.

You know that my job takes up a lot of my time. I'm a single mother trying to raise a seventeen year old boy. You should be glad that I actually have a good job so that we can eat. She said her green eyes furrowed into a scowl as though she couldn't understand why her son couldn't be grateful. Then her cell phone went off, She muttered under her breath and went around the corner into the kitchen.

I wish a Heartless would come right now and just take my heart! He yelled.

Kairi kicked him again.

OW!!! Stop that! He yelled rubbing his shin.

I have to go guys. Riku said standing up. Then he turned and walked out Sora's apartment door.

Kairi sighed and plopped down next to Sora.

Why is it that, in everyone of your stories, I always end up being the damsel in distress? Why is it that you always rescue me? And why do we always fall in love? She asked him.

We didn't fall in love! He said looking shocked.

'Kairi. Remember what you said before? I'm always with you, too.
I'll come back to you. I promise!' She said in a mocking voice.

That doesn't mean we were in love... He muttered.

Kairi said and then stood up and walked out, slamming the door behind her. Sora sighed and looked around the tiny apartment. He couldn't stand it. He screamed and threw a pillow at the T.V. as if it was the source of his miserable existence.

Don't break the T.V.! His mom yelled from the kitchen, I can't afford a new one!

Yes you can! He yelled back and then stomped to his bedroom stairs to his room where he fell into a fitful slumber.

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A/N: Very strange story isn't it? Please forgive me if you or anybody you know has done something similar to this. If you/they did I haven't read it.

And none of you can say that everyone is out of character because they're supposed to be! Wooooo! Scary isn't it?

If any fans of my other stories stumble here I want o let you know that I will still be updating but school started so it may not be as soon as it usually is.

Tell me if I should keep going or not.