People often mocked Sora for his naive emotions and apparent lack of understanding of the world. But he had never given in to them; he had never chosen to believe that he was too immature to fall in love. True, he had been a bit too young to understand just how greatly love transformed a person, but now he was willing to change anything about himself for Kairi. And she felt the same way for him, too. Love exists in the strangest places, he thought, feeling a cool wind blow through his spikes. A Keyblade wielder and a Princess...who would have thought that was possible?
It was. xD I like randomly dishing out stuff like that, because that's how I think. ;D
Sora stuck one hand in his jean pocket, his eyes not leaving the window. Because of his deep thoughts, he sometimes felt as if he were older than fifteen, but younger too. That was something else he tried not to dwell on; after all, age was just a number. Why give it the right to govern what he could or couldn't comprehend? Or feel, for that matter. People said it was irrational and impossible to fall in love at such a young age, but he knew they were wrong. They couldn't have been more wrong about that, actually.
So I see. ;3
Okay, I'll be here. x3
Sora shook his head slightly, keeping his eyes on the window. "No," he replied softly. "No, I never think about it. I know...that I'll never be able to fully comprehend everything, so I hold onto the small bits I can grasp and just trust that everything is the way it should be." Wow, that's deep, he thought, a small smile forming on his lips as he gazed out the window. It was unlike him to talk so seriously about something, but despite what some people thought of him, he actually was very intelligent.
Alrighty; I'll let ya know. ;3
Sora caught onto Kairi's gaze and turned himself, facing the window now. He heard her words and his smile softened in agreement. "You do," he said softly, understanding where she was coming from.
Yup. ;D I think I'll start on it right now.
Sora nodded and lowered his hand back to his side. "Yeah, definitely," he said in agreement. Brothers seemed like an understatement to him; nobody could fully comprehend the bond they had, not even himself or Roxas. It was too great for words to describe, so he just accepted it without question.
Aww, that's cute. x3
Sora chuckled, his grin widening. Yeah, having Roxas near those cookies couldn't have possibly ended well; he was almost worse than Sora was. "I think I'd be able to restrain him...if I weren't too busy eating cookies myself," he said with a laugh.
Ah, then I shall wait. xDD
Sora grinned sheepishly, bringing a hand to the back of his head. "Yup," he said with a smile. The thought of cookies made him feel happy...and immature, in a way. After all, he was fifteen years old; shouldn't he have been excited over something other than home-made cookies?
Oh? Continue, please. x3
Sora looked over at Kairi, setting the towel back where it had been before. What does that mean, again? he thought to himself, momentarily forgetting. But a second later, he remembered. "Cookies," he said with a grin.
Goodie! 8D
Sora turned off the water and dried his hands off with a towel that was sitting right by the sink, faintly feeling the fabric against his fingertips. It's a start, he thought, shrugging slightly. It would only be a matter of time before the feeling completely returned, so he wasn't worried.
Okie-dokie. =D
Sora stuck his hand under the water, but he didn't feel anything at all with his fingertips yet. He lightly rubbed them together, hoping the action and the cold water would let him get the feeling back.
