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Note: Theme SONG: Love Song for No One & Love Soon– John Mayer
Roxas and Kairi You & MeChapter 1: Coffee and Hot guys
It all started with the end of my long-term relationship with one of my closest and dearest friends.
Technically, it should have started when I first met HIM, but I don't think that would have happened if I were still with Sora.
I remember for the longest time I constantly tried to let go of my pass and start over, and all HE had to do was smile and I instantly forgot what I was thinking before.
That was how much he affected me.
This was it.
I took a deep breath. He was starting to fidget. I could tell he was dreading this just as much as I was.
He opened his mouth to speak, but then closed it again.
I told myself to count to three.
"Look Kairi, I'm sorry, but this just won't work out."
1
He ran a hand through his chocolate colored hair. I tried to smile. "I'm sorry, too."
2
"We'll still be best friends though, right?" He asked hopefully. My eyes soften. "Of course we will, Sora."
3
"Well, guess this is goodbye." I watched him walk away whispering my own parting.
It didn't hurt as much as I thought it would, but nevertheless, there was a very deep sense of loss that consumed me.
I bit my lip all the way home; a bad habit that I just couldn't seem to get rid of.
Two Days Later…
The first thought that came to mind that morning was ' I NEED ICE CREAM."
It happened to be my 2nd day of mourning, and I had gone through 2 boxes of chocolate chip cookies, 10 thermoses full of coffee, and a bowl of brownie mix that never made it to the oven.
So following my conscious, I set off to the corner ice cream shop in a black turtleneck, striped scarf, gray coat, and blue jeans.
I should have known the moment I stepped out of my apartment that something was going to happen today.
It was snowing.
From past experiences, I knew for a fact that snow was a sign.
But for some reason, all thoughts that didn't concern something cold, sweet, and sugary were erased from my train of thought.
I was walking in a brisk pace and I almost made it to the door when a gust of wind hit me so hard and so suddenly that I stumbled.
And landed right into the arms of a stranger.
At first my instinct was telling me to push him away, but the guy before me (I could tell he was a HE) was so warm; a complete contrast to the cold weather.
"Are you okay?"
When his voice called out to me, for a moment I wondered if there was such thing as love at first word.
Cheesy, right?
Well I couldn't help it! Not only had I watched 13 romantic dramas/comedies in the past 48 hours, but his voice was so captivating, so enchanting.
It's funny to think that all he had said were 3 words and I was already head over heals.
"I'm fine." I managed to choke out.
I wondered if he could tell that I was blushing madly.
"Here, let me help you inside." He opened the door and gently led me by the arm into the café.
I muttered my thanks.
He led me to a small table for two by the window looking out to the street.
I noted sadly that this was the same table that Sora and I always sat on.
I took my seat and desperately tried to block out past memories.
"Hey. If you have a problem sitting here, I'm sure we could move else where." His voice called out bringing me back to the real world.
He must have noticed my discomfort.
I looked up at him prepared to put on one of my fake grins, but I stopped when I gazed into his eyes.
I was rendered momentarily speechless.
I'm pretty sure that my jaw dropped right about then.
The first color that came to mind was blue, but mixes of different hues and shades of the color soon replaced it.
Getting lost in those two alluring pools was easy, and I didn't know how long I sat there staring into his eyes.
I blinked; an image of Sora came to mind, and I noticed the uncanny resemblance.
The hairstyle, the face structure, the smile.
And almost immediately after, I noticed the differences.
Sora was more of your boy-next-door type. He was sweet, cute, and fun to hang out with.
But the man before me was more of those romantic types. The ones who would watch the stars with you and could hold an interesting conversation about everything and nothing at the same time.
How was it possible that I could tell all of this by first glance? Why was it that I felt like I already knew him?
I was snapped out of my daydreaming by his voice. And let me tell you, I could go ON and ON about that voice of his that drew me in so willingly.
"You look like you are in serious need of some Rock Road ice cream."
I cocked my head to the side. How did he know!
"Why do you say that?" I asked.
He just smiled knowingly at me.
"Just out of pure curiosity. Did you happen to have broken up with a boyfriend?"
I sat there shocked.
"Are you some creepy mind reader, or something? Cause you are dead-on."
He grinned.
"We prefer to be called psychics."
I laughed for the first time in two days.
"So how'd you know that I was in desperate need of some ice cream?"
"I was right, huh?" He asked smugly.
I rolled my eyes and nodded in reply.
He lay back in his chair, tilting it back with his hands behind his head.
"Lets just say we're floating on the same angst-filled boat."
I bit my lip unconsciously.
"I see." I answered.
"Yep."
"Was it you or her?"
"Her."
I tapped my fingers on the wood of the table. Tap. Tap. Tap.
"So, are you here to eat ice cream, too?" I asked incredulously.
He raised a brow at me. "You say that as if it's unbelievable."
I shrugged. "Well it's not every day you see a guy like yourself mourning over the loss of his girlfriend while pigging out on ice cream."
"Pretty feminine." I added slyly.
He glared at me playfully. " Did you ever stop to think that eating ice cream was, in fact, a masculine trait that you females selfishly took claim over?"
I laughed out loud.
"What? Along with watching cheesy chick-flicks, drowning yourself in romantic songs, and eating various amounts of chocolate?"
He nodded.
"Exactly."
I shook my head with a smile. "I don't think so."
He grinned. "Why not?"
"I know from my male best friend's experience that guys tend to play guitar or at least learn how to play, listen to Eagles songs, and pitifully get lost in video games and idiotic episodes of Family Guy," I answered in a matter-of-fact voice.
"Is that so?" He asked.
"Definitely," I replied.
He shrugged. "Well maybe I'm just a feminine guy."
I gave him a deadpan look. "Are you calling yourself gay?"
He just about fell out of his chair right then. "NO!"
I giggled at his expression. "You need to be more specific! People might start to think things…"
He leaned in toward me and looked me straight in the eye. I was afraid to breathe for the few moments of proximity.
"Do I look gay to you?" He demanded frantically.
I raised my brow and shot him a look. "Do you really expect me to answer that?"
He fell back into his chair with his arms crossed and I let out a breath.
"Never mind then."
I patted him on the arm. "It's okay. We all have our days."
He smiled at me.
"Yeah, well, whatever."
We sat there for a while in a pleasantly comfortable silence.
All of the sudden, he lifted his hand signaling the waitress. A young woman with an apron wrapped around her waist came quickly toward us.
"What would you like?" She asked politely.
"Two large cups of Rocky Road ice cream, please," He answered.
I looked at him surprised. He only smiled at me and thanked the waitress.
When the ice cream came, we both dug into out bowls happily.
He had his spoon filled with chocolate goodness lifted to his mouth when he finally asked me.
"So, what's your name?"
I swallowed.
"Kairi, you?"
He put the spoonful in his mouth.
"Rrrohaahh."
I blinked up at him.
He shook his head and swallowed.
"It's Roxas."
For a few minutes, we sat there digging into our delectable treats.
"Roxas?" I asked suddenly.
He looked up at me. "Yes?"
I gave him my best smile. "It's nice to meet you."
He stared at me for a while and then a grin broke out on his handsome features.
"Ditto, Kairi."
A/N: SOOO? What did you guys think? I just loved the whole Roxas and Kairi thing and I just couldn't resist.
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Next Chapter: Our next meeting was completely and utterly accidental on our parts, but for fate, I'm pretty sure it was ALL planned out.
Get ready for dancing, x-boyfriends, and handsome young blokes that you just can't get enough of.
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