Fast Food Madness: The Epic Return V2

Kairi finally stopped crying after sitting on the floor for an hour, and when she got up, she peeked into the living room to find Sora passed out, literally, on the couch. It was where she found herself now, sitting on the floor beside his head as she held a damp rag to his forehead. It had taken a little bit of effort, but she had managed to get him to lie down across the length of her couch. She'd gotten up numerous times to make the rag wet again, since Sora had been passed out for a solid two hours now. Kairi continued to sit there, rubbing at her puffy red eyes as she looked at him, knowing he had gone through so much because of her. Taking care of him was the least she could do.

 

After being in the darkness of unconsciousness for what felt like forever, Sora finally started to come out of it. He felt as if his body weighed a ton now, but the aching of his head had dulled during the period when he was unconscious. However, now that he was returning to reality, the pain was starting to make a come-back as well.

 

Kairi held the rag to Sora's head, her hand forcing his bangs up slightly. They tickled her skin, though, which was odd to her. It was a foreign feeling, something she hadn't felt for a long time. It was just one of the things that she neglected to think about over the past four months that had to deal with Sora. It had been painful to think about him over that time.

 

Sora furrowed his brows slightly, wincing at the pain he felt all over his body. His head was pounding, probably because he had hit it ont he sidewalk when he just barely made it out of the collapsing building. But there was something that was keeping it from getting too intense; his head actually felt pretty cool.

 

Kairi sighed softly, but didn't move. She guessed that was one of the reasons it was so easy for her to welcome Nathaniel into her life; she had been lonely and upset. Of course, she ended up the way she started, but worse. This time, she was completely heartbroken and shattered, by somebody who had been deceiving her all along. She felt tears spring up in her eyes once more, but she fought them off. Kairi didn't want to cry anymore, even if it was inevitable.

 

Sora thought he heard something, but he couldn't identify what it was. In his unconsciousness, he shifted positions a little, turning his head more towards Kairi. He was aware that there was something cold on his forehead, but he didn't know what it was or why it was there. However, he was forcing himself to wake up now, so he would get answers to those questions soon enough.

 

Kairi focused on Sora's expression, blinking her tears away for the time being. He seemed to be coming out of it. She could tell not only by his movement, but by his expression; while he was sleeping, there had been no emotion on his face, but now it seemed like he was experiencing pain. She kept the damp rag against Sora's head, having to adjust it a little when he moved.

 

Sora grunted softly at the pain, feeling as if the building had actually collapsed on him. No, that was Nathaniel, he thought grimly. He chased away the anger, the pain being the center of his attention. Without thought, he brought up a hand, feeling it land on somebody's arm. This confused him greatly. What...?

 

Kairi jumped slightly at the touch, though she wasn't sure why. She looked at Sora's hand and then at his face, not moving her hand from his forehead. By his grunt she could tell he wasn't in peace anymore, which was a shame. She would wish peace on anybody right now, because she wanted it too.

 

After a few more seconds, Sora forced himself to open his tired blue eyes. First, he saw that the arm he had touched led to a person holding a wet rag to his forehead. And then he followed the arm in the other direction and his eyes landed on the person in front of him. Kairi.

 

Kairi didn't speak. She didn't even move. Sora's gaze held her there, the girl frozen by his blue eyes. All of her thoughts collided, causing her to not be able to think. She guessed it was a good thing, because all of her thoughts were somehow degrading, but at the same time it would mean all of her emotions would be displayed in her eyes. That wasn't exactly something she wanted, but she knew it was something that couldn't be avoided right now.

 

Sora saw all the emotion on the surface of Kairi's eyes, though he couldn't pick out specific ones. She was a wreck. He exhaled a heavy breath in pain, trying to focus on Kairi. Despite everything, he still loved her, and he cared about her deeply. He wanted to help in any way he could, even if he didn't know what he could do.

 

Kairi saw the look in Sora's eyes and immediately lowered her eyes to the couch, biting her lip nervously. He'd seen through them, through her eyes. She wasn't sure she liked that, mostly because he had already done enough for her; she didn't want him worrying about her anymore. She didn't want anyone to, because she had ultimately brought this upon herself, didn't she? Nobody else needed to suffer because Kairi was too blind to see a lie.

 

Sora shut his eyes, his head pounding too much for him to keep his eyes open. "How long was I unconscious?" he mumbled, though he was pretty sure he said it so that it was coherent enough to be understood. It had felt like a long time, and it appeared to him that Kairi had been with him for a long time.

 

Kairi lifted her sight back to Sora, seeing that he now had his eyes closed. She adjusted the rag on his forehead slightly, focusing on that. "A few hours," she answered quietly, that being the first thing she had said in a long time. She was surprised she could speak at all, with all that was going on inside her head.

 

"Mmm," Sora murmured, feeling Kairi adjust the rag against his forehead. He was aware that his hand was still on her arm lightly, but he couldn't bring himself to move it. Not only was he weak; he also just wanted to leave it there to be in contact with her.

 

Kairi nodded slightly, knowing that even if Sora couldn't see it she wasn't going to voice it. After all, it was hard to speak after all she experienced yesterday. Plus, the fact that Sora was back was still a shock to her. She hadn't heard a word from him over the last few months, and Roxas didn't speak much about him. Kairi had gone a long time without hearing anything of the boy who had saved her life. Again.

 

Sora opened his eyes after a minute, eyes wandering up to the rag on his forehead. As much as he appreciated it, he didn't need it any more. He gently moved his hand to Kairi's wrist, lifting it a little bit as he changed his position, sitting himself upright. However, he kept his light grasp on Kairi's wrist.

 

Kairi's hand tightened around the rag when Sora moved, her eyes darting up to him. Even through all the chaos in her head, she was glad to see that he was well enough to at least sit up.

 

Sora put his legs over the edge, seeing Kairi sitting on the floor near where his head had been sitting on the pillow. "Thanks," he said, nodding to the rag. He felt better because of it, and he was sure that it had helped him wake up. That, and he appreciated the gesture. It proved to him that Kairi didn't hate him for what he did to Nathaniel.