Sora snapped his phone shut and stuffed it into his pocket, seeing Kairi's home coming up. He slowed his fast walk once he reached the house, the teen listening for any noise. It was hard to isolate anything coming from right by the house though; they were in a city, and even if this part wasn't overly noisy, he could still hear noise. He would have to walk around and see. He clenched his hands in light fists, walking around and keeping a sharp eye for anything suspicious.
'Ello there. =)
"'Kay," Sora said, glad to hear it. Unfortunately, though, those were the only things he could have her do until he got there. "I'm on your block now. I'm going to hang up and check around the house. Stay where you are." Once he made sure things were clear (or not), then he would use the key she kept hidden outside to allow himself in.
Sora crossed the street, traffic not heavy enough to hinder him. "Are the lights out? The door shut?" He needed to take the necessary steps to keep her safe until he could get there. But...who would be dumb enough to break into somebody's home in the middle of the day? He thought it was bizarre, but he didn't question it. He would have his answer soon enough.
Yeah, I'll be checking in. I have no life. xD See you later!
Sora immediately turned his head in the direction of Kairi's home, the brunet walking quickly in that direction. "Go to your room; I'll be there in a few minutes." His protective instinct was kicking in, forcing himself to put his own emotions behind him in favor of Kairi's safety. He was her protector, and he wouldn't fail her.
=) So, how soon do you have to get off?
Sora's eyes widened, the teen leaving his own troubles in the dust. "Scared of what?" he asked immediately, concern rising in his voice. What could she possibly be afraid of? Was something wrong with her?
Okie dokie, I'll try to be on. =)
Sora brought his hand away from his forehead, not sure what to say to that. He should have asked why Kairi said what she did, but he was a bit messed up at that moment. He couldn't think of the right thing to say, so he stayed silent.
Okay. How much later?
Sora brought a hand to his forehead, fighting the urge to sigh. Bad timing, Kairi. "I'm sorry, Kai, but now's not really a good time. Could you hang out with Namine instead?" He really was sorry, since he never wanted to pass up the opportunity to see Kairi. But letting her see him like this would have been a huge mistake, and he wasn't stupid enough to let that happen.
'Kay then. xD
Even through his anger, Sora could tell that Kairi didn't sound normal. He walked around a corner and stopped, leaning himself up against the wall as he calmed himself down further. Kairi couldn't know he was upset; he was supposed to be the one to have it all together. "What's up, Kairi?" he asked, his tone almost sounding normal.
Bad idea? Or should we run with it?
Sora felt his phone vibrate in his pocket, which startled him enough to make him uncurl his fists. Without thought, he reached into his jeans and pulled it out, seeing that it was Kairi. Take a breath, he told himself. You can cover up your anger. Just make it a quick call. He exhaled a long breath and then took in another one, the teen pushing a button to answer the call right after he brought it to his ear. "Hello?"
I had a few things in mind, but I honestly can't put them into words. xD I sorta pictured Sora being angry at first but then he crumbles a little...
Sora took in a deep breath, loosening his fists a little bit. He had to find the power to make this anger disappear, at least for a short while. He was in a public place; he couldn't show how upset he was. As soon as he got home, he would lock himself in and then hit a punching bag or something. He would summon his Keyblades if he had to. He would do whatever he had to do in order to help himself hide the anger again.
Yeah. What do you want to happen?
Sora kept his head lowered when he walked by somebody on the sidewalk, the teen still steaming with anger and pain. The pain was both physical and emotional, since Roxas had shoved him against the wall and then applied heavy pressure to his wounded ankle. "What was he thinking!?" he mumbled, tightening his fists at the thought of what just happened.
