ext_218012: (Kairi// Mischief managed)
[identity profile] iki-teru.livejournal.com posting in [community profile] kh_drabble
Title: Close Encounter with the Fan-girl Kind
Challenge: None, but inspired by 218, Eyes (I are late posting this ^^*)
Word Count: 596
Notes: Because you know Riku has a batshit insane fanclub. You know it.






There were a few facts to Kairi's life that she had become resigned to. Fact: her two best friends had the ability to act like a pair of four year olds (nobody was surprised to learn this about Sora, he always acted like a little kid, and Riku was generally better at hiding everything with all that hair in his face). Fact: The second the bell rang to dismiss them from school there would already be some shenanigan planned for the afternoon. Fact: She usually got roped into said shenanigans.

Not that she had any qualms about spending time with her friends, but her homework had done an amazing job of piling up.

"I can't do my homework if I'm never home," she explained before sentencing the two of them to the other side of the cafeteria, "this is my only chance to catch up. So go away, you're distracting."

There was a resigned sigh from Riku, the wibble face from Sora but they left reluctantly.
Alone at last with a notebook full of postulates and theorems. The joy of teenage life everywhere. Kairi set about her work dutifully, pencil in steady motion. This isn't too bad, she even managed to convince herself that this set-up could work.

"His eyes, mysterious glittering pools of aqua passion."

Or, not. Kairi's pencil froze where it was. She chanced a half glance over her shoulder, sure enough the Prince Riku (he hated that name) fan club had set up at the table directly behind her.

"No, no. His eyes are green," Chided one of the other members, a senior maybe? Kairi didn't want to think too hard about any of it. She could ignore them, it wasn't any of her business, they weren't her problem.

"I thought they were blue," whined one of the underlings. There was a brief moment of chatter, the sound of shuffling papers and the cry of "consult the photographic evidence!"

Kairi couldn't resist, she tried, but this was getting too ridiculous. With a casual flick of her wrist she "dropped" her pencil.

There, on the table the fan club was occupying sat an enlarged print of Riku's face. Taken during a past lunch, if the fork poised halfway to his open mouth was anything to go by. The girls leaned over, inspecting his face intently with a magnifying glass.

"Blue!"

"Green!"

"Aqua!"

"Turquoise!"

"It has been decided then! Prince Riku's eyes are the color of love embodied!"

A round of cheers went up around the table. Kairi snorted loudly into her hands. The fan club finally noticed her, and turned on her with a vengeance. "It's that girl," they stage-whispered, which seemed kind of silly to Kairi since she was standing right in front of them.

She gave them a cheerful wave. This was, apparently, the wrong thing to do as the whispers dropped to angry hisses. One of the girls stepped forward, made some weird hand gesture over herself, and said "in the name of our prince, we banish you!"

----

When Kairi finally made it to the other side of the cafeteria, after stopping for a hearty laugh with Selphie, she made sure to punch Riku in the arm.

He didn't bother pretending she had hurt him. "what was that for?" he asked casually.

"That was for having stupid mysterious eyes."

Both boys gave her a look that suggested she had cracked her head at some point during the day. Then Sora nonchalantly changed the subject, "So hey, this afternoon I was thinking we could check out that creepy old house down by Star Street..."

Date: 2010-02-28 05:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bouncyballparty.livejournal.com
*snort* I'm so glad I'm alone right now, so I can laugh as loud as I want.

It's just so brilliant. The fan club. I love it.

Date: 2010-02-28 05:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] punjab-banks.livejournal.com
lolz fruits basket flashback. pleasee tell me you know what i'm referring to.

"His eyes, mysterious glittering pools of aqua passion."

...ORRR real life twilight fanclubs. hahaha i DIED at this line. thank you for this, babe! it's hilarious. especially as in my headcanon, post-kh2 riku is really awkward with the ladies. but that's just me(?)

Date: 2010-02-28 07:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kawaiigami.livejournal.com
*roflmao* XD This was fun. I will third the mention of the Prince Yuki fan club--no self, we can not afford another plot bunny, even if it is a cute one where Kairi (with some help from the Namine-voice in her head) must fend off attacks from the scary Riku fanclub.

Anyway, yay FuruBa references! XD

Date: 2010-02-28 02:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kaos-sparrow.livejournal.com
Why does everyone think Riku post-KH2 is the absolute most popular guy, even if he doesn't want to be? I mean, I agree, but why? Maybe because it's most amusing.

You know the fanclub hates Kairi. She has permission to hug Riku.

...I need a better trio icon. How do people find these?

Date: 2010-02-28 02:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mishiru-shi.livejournal.com
lololololol I couldn't help but remember the prince Yuki fanclub reading this.

And it was so hilarious <3<3 hahaha
I-it really works ~ poor Kairi.

Date: 2010-02-28 09:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] syvia.livejournal.com
Yes. You are very late. y r u laaaaaaaaaaate? >(

This was adorable and I too had Furuba thoughts. XD

Date: 2010-03-05 04:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kagome-angel.livejournal.com
Oh, lord. FRUITS BASKET PRINCE YUKI FANCLUB HAS TRANSFERRED TO THE KH WORLD AND FOUND A NEW PRINCE.

Be afrad, be very afraid.

Or just laugh loudly, like I did. ^_^ Very cute, and so very much like Sora to just easily change the subject there at the end. XD

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