Ventus's Pov
What's the worst that could happen?
I fidgeted with my fingers as I paced around endlessly in a circle right in front of Vanitas's room. I don't know what I'm so nervous about let alone why I can't calm down. I'm acting like an idiot. Besides, it's just Vanitas...
It's just Vanitas.
I groaned and slapped my hands on my face. That's the point. Its just Vanitas! Me and Vanitas have never gotten along. He likes Sora more than he likes me. I should've let Sora talk to him but...I just couldn't. I feel guilty for not talking to Vanitas more. I feel guilty about most of the arguments we have. I bet if I just talk to him a little more, we wouldn't argue so much.
Just calm down.
I let out a small breath, my mind coming to a decision. I stiffened up and knocked on Vanitas's door.
"Vanitas?" I called. I heard no response. I knocked one more time just to be polite. After hearing no response, I decided to walk in. I slowly opened the door to his room, pocking my head in the door as I did so.
Wow.
His room is darker than the night itself. It was pitch black with only a few objects like the bean bag and his school pants could be seen due to the light from the hallway. I did my best to find Vanitas in this pitch black mess.
Is he even in here?
I slowly stepped in, closing the door behind me. My eyes did its job and adjusted to the darkness of the room as much as possible. After a few minutes of searching the pitch black room. I saw something move underneath the sheets. Slowly, I crept over to the bed to check if it was Vanitas. I gently removed the covers.
Guess he left or something.
"What are you doing in my room?"
I jumped slightly, turning around as I did so. I looked at Vanitas who was hiding in the shadows, his glowing golden-yellow eyes the only thing I could see. I gulped again and stood up straight. He growled.
"Get out," He said in a threatening manner. I furrowed my brow and said, "No, I came to talk." He chuckled making me cross my arms. He then walked closer to me.
"I don't wanna talk," He said dangerously. I stumbled for something to say. I'm not sure if I should be pushy or leave him be. It might be better to leave him alone but then again, it isn't good to keep things like this bottled up...
Like he constantly is...
I furrowed my brow and said, "Are you sure cause I'm here if you-" I was cut off by his cold and distant glare. I felt myself shiver at his look. He took a seat on his bed and said, "Ok then. Why would I want to talk to you of all people?"
Good point.
"Because...I can help," I said hesitantly, wondering if it would make him mad or make him outburst in laughter. He did neither of those but instead, gave me a confused look. His look made me return a just as a confused look. He opened his mouth to say something but closed it as soon as a breath came out.
"Why?" He asked making me even more confused. I then said, "Why what?" He looked at me and said "Nevermind." I panicked slightly, wondering if that was his attempt to try and start a meaningful conversation with me. I don't get all of Vanitas's signs as much as the others do so it's hard for me to pin point his intentions.
"I um...sorry?" I said awkwardly. He raised his brow causing me to feel stupid. He then said, "Sorry for what dipshit?" I groaned in frustration and said, "I dunno." He chuckled at my frustration which made me angry. I opened my mouth then closed it. He leaned back slightly and said, "Your bad at this."
