Roses and Thorns

Hai. This is my first Kingdom Hearts based fan fiction as well as my first first person present story. I hope you enjoy it :D

I know its short. Sorry. I'll try to make the next chapter longer.

Rating: M

Pairings: SoraxRiku AxelxRoxas? And more that idk of just yet

Disclaimer: I don't own any of Kingdom Hearts 1 and 2 though I wish I did.

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To say Rku was hot was an understatement. He was beyond hot. He was gorgeous at the least. He was everything a girl wanted and everything thing a guy aspired to be, or at least that's what it seemed. He had never actually gone out with a girl though, but who could blame him? They only want him for his looks, his wealth, his popularity. They don't love him the way I do. No one could love him the way I do. No one… If only he knew.

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"Sora!" I look up hearing my name called. English, first period and I'm anything but interested. "Can you tell me the answer?" Ms. Batcher, or should I say ms. Bitch, glares at me, now standing inches away from my desk. God how I hate her.

"C-could you repeat the question?" she shakes her head at me and walks away.

"Can anyone tell Sora the question?" the class snickers, almost every hand raised high in the air. I turn bright red. "Riku?" Oh great. She just had to pick him, my crush to answer. How great is that? I can't even talk to the kid. How am I ever gonna be able to now? I sink down in my seat, trying to keep the dignity I still have.

"…work?" Oh, that's just great. Why the fuck do I have to think? I just missed the question again. Now what's he gonna think of me?

"uh… I… I didn't catch that…." I whimper, sinking lower in my chair. He's gonna think I'm retarded now.

"Do I have to spell it out for you?" He sneers. I bow my head in shame. "How does the Am-er-i-can gov-ern-ment wo-rk?" He emphasizes every syllable. The entire class is laughing now, and Riku has this 'I'm the best' grin on my face. I don't know why I love him.

"Uh, I… I'm not sure," I stutter. I think I'm gonna die of embarrassment if this goes on any longer. Please let the bell ring god. Please.

"If you were listening Sora, you would know." Ms. Batcher snaps just as the bell rings. I quickly gather my things, trying to escape my laughing classmate's eyes.

"You know, you're kinda cute when you embarrassed," a familiar voice whispers into my ear. I halt, frozen in my tracks as I watch Riku wink at me and walk out the door. Did he just call me cute?

I can't believe it. Did Riku just call me cute? Me, Sora cute? Did I hear him right? Maybe he was joking? But what if he meant it? What if he likes me? God I don't know. What do I do now? Am I really cute? I shake my head. I can't be thinking of these things now. I've got class in a minute. Fuck. I'm going to be late.

I scurry down the hall. Room 10, room 11… Room 12. Bingo. I burst through the door in my hurry, trip on my own feet, and land face first on the ground. God, I'm late and I'm a klutz. Can it get any worse? I feel a foot on my back. I look up. Fuck.

"You should have landed on your back, it would make things easier," Riku grins as he uses me as a doormat. Did he just hit on me…. Again? I gulp and push myself up at my feet. Nah, it can't be. He's just making fun of me. I scurry to my seat in the back, people snicker at me as I pass. God. I hate my life. Riku was just trying to make me even more embarrassed. That just proves it. Why'd I even get my hopes up? God. I really am stupid. Stupid and gullible.

I glare at Riku. I can't believe I thought he liked me. Even if it was for just a second, but still, I thought he liked me.

I run my hand over my face. Why do I love him? He's a jerk to me. I glance at Riku. He's so gorgeous. It's hard not to like him. I shake my head again. I need to listen. I don't want last period's mistake to repeat it's self.

I can't help it though. My eyes are practically glued to him. I can't take them off of him even if I tried. Not to mention my thoughts keep floating to him. Riku. Riku. Riku. I can't get him out of my head.

I find myself staring at him. Just look at him He's just so perfect. He looks at me. I freeze. He winks. I gulp. He looks away. Maybe he does like me….