Omg it is another story. Goddamn. . Well, its pairing that is really rare on ffnet, well on anywhere really. I hope you all enjoy it. ^^
Warnings: Yaoi (which means guys are loving guys), more than likely bad language, horrible school grades, stereotypical high school B.S., possible OOC, and alternate universe. Oh and clichés. Lots and lots of clichés.
Pairing: ZexSo (HOLY SNAP!!), possible mentions of AkuRoku, RiSo, LeCl and more… I think
Caught in Academia
Chapter One: Wishmaster
It was normal, completely average, and highly clichéd. And the silver haired boy knew it. And he hated himself for it. With a huff, the high school senior walked through the hallways of Feyt High School, one of two schools in the Destiny Islands range. Feyt High was located directly on the main island of the Destiny Islands chain, the island of Serenity.
And in the school of barely a thousand students total, it only made complete and total sense for the unpopular, studious, almost geeky, emo-looking boy to crush on the most popular, not studious, not geeky, and so not emo-looking jock a year younger than him. Alright, so the year younger thing is new, not completely cliché, the lavender-blue eyed senior told himself, carrying one huge book to his locker. Usually it's the other way around; the younger is usually the geeky one.
Zexion Illusier sighed, opening his locker with trained dexterity; having the same locker with the same combination every year did that to you. Placing his favorite book, which actually happened to be a complete collection of Jane Austin's works, inside the locker Zexion sighed. He hated being a romantic. And it came on so suddenly too! He glowered at the differential calculus book still resting in the locker alongside a huge three ring binder and a thick spiral notebook. With animosity visible in his eyes, Zexion pulled the items out of the locker, slamming it shut.
Zexion turned to look down the hallway, there was still fifteen minutes before class; he could easily go to the library, check out a book, and have it finished by the time first hour was over. Then he heard it. That laugh. He turned in the direction, and his eyes widened. At the end of the hallway was Sora Hikariko, the star player in the blitzball team; ranked higher than Wakka, team captain, and Tidus, his best friend. With milk chocolate brown hair and eyes the color of the sky, his appearance was deceivingly cute. But the boy had a mouth, probably gotten from his older twin brother Roxas, and could tackle some of the stronger American football players with no problem.
With him stood his best friend, the senior Riku Miyami and team captain of the football team with his long platinum hair pulled into a ponytail, his bangs falling into aquamarine eyes. Zexion had no problems talking with Riku, the two had history together and were often paired up by the teacher. However, when Riku was around Sora, Zexion couldn't even get himself to say hello. Sora robbed him of his voice, made his heart pound irregularly, his face flush and sometimes even made him stop breathing.
It was bad. It was horrible. Zexion had a horrible case of love sickness, and he couldn't get it to go away. This had been plaguing him since sophomore year, when he first saw the younger boy. Sora was… adorable for lack of a better phrase. Roxas, his twin, the only visible differences was Roxas was slightly taller, and his hair had more of a caramel sheen to it. Sora hung out with Roxas, who hung out with Axel, who hung out with Demyx, who stalked Zexion. Through the grapevine, usually Demyx's nosiness, he would hear about Sora almost all the time: "Sora scored the final point last Friday," "Sora turned down that one cheerleader girl Kairi yesterday," "There's a rumor Sora is dating Riku, but Riku says no." Things like that. Things that, rather than letting him ignore the feeling and hoping to let it go away, Demyx kept bringing the cursed boy up and making his case worse.
Zexion remained leaning against his locker, clutching his book, notebook, and binder with a tightness that was making his arms go numb as Riku and Sora laughed and were walking in his direction. Sora was wearing his usual baggy black pants with the overly large red pockets and yellow belts, but his shirt was only a plain red tank top, revealing the slight build on his arms and how thin the boy really was. But that only heightened how truly adorable the boy was.
Zexion held his breath as the duo began to pass him, Sora trying unsuccessfully to push Riku away, the latter messing with his already crazy hair. Riku turned and met Zexion's gaze, the aqua lightening somewhat. "Hey Zex, how are you?"
Shit, Zexion actually had to breathe if he wanted to answer, if he didn't want to look like a complete idiot in front of his crush. Sora was watching him with huge blue eyes, the pair curiously staring into his own. With a sharp jerk, Zexion managed to look away. He responded curtly, "Fine," and as an afterthought, "you?"
Riku smirked, "fine, as always." Sora glanced up at Riku, returning his gaze to Zexion and back again. Riku shook his head, "Sora, this is Zexion Illuser. He's in my Japanese History class. Zexion, this is Sora Hikariko." There it was, the familiar racing heartbeat, the slight trembling, and it was only from meeting the boy.
Sora gave a brilliant smile, one that knocked the wind right out of Zexion. "Pleased to meet you, sempai!" The brunette gave a slight bow, still smiling as brightly as usual.
Zexion gave a small one in return, trying to remember to breath. "As it is mine."
Riku rolled his eyes, pulling Sora up straight. "We better head to class now. See you in History Zexion." The silver haired boy began leading the younger brunette down the hallway, away from Zexion. Faintly, over the sounds of the crowded (since when?) hallways, he caught a small 'see you later' from the younger boy before he disappeared in the crowd.
Zexion's legs finally gave out from below him, and he slid to the ground. His face was flushed, and he was clinging to his books like a lifeline.
"I really wish you wouldn't spaz so much when it comes to my brother, Zex." The senior raised his gaze to meet Roxas's, the blonde twin of his crush. The two were complete opposites in every meaning of the sense in personality. Sora was somewhat a lazy student, Roxas received straight A's. Sora played sports, Roxas was in Academic Decathlon with Zexion. And Roxas dated Axel Flurry, the school's resident pyro.
"…shut up."
Roxas couldn't help but chuckle at that response. "So I see he spoke to you today. How interesting." His grin was wide and teasing as the senior managed to stand up. "I guess your wish came true."
Zexion's eyes narrowed, almost glaring at the one person that seemed to give intelligent conversation. "What wish?"
"He noticed you."
Zexion sighed, turning to head to his literary analysis class, the blond walking alongside him. "Shouldn't you be snogging Axel in the janitor's closet?"
Roxas bit his bottom lip, holding in the chuckle. "Nah, Axel's home sick today. Caught the flu, the bastard." At Zexion's curious look, Roxas nodded. "I know, I guess even idiot's can get sick."
Zexion continued to walk, Roxas now trailing slightly behind. The two had the English class together, and usually Roxas would inform him of the latest 'gossip', the gossip that was actually true. But today…
"Zex." The purple haired senior nodded, showing his was listening. "I have a present for you."
"No."
"Call me Wishmaster, and your wishes will be granted, one by one." The blonde junior chuckled.
"No."
Zexion heard Roxas stop walking, the usual scent of baby powder and cinnamon leaving him. "You sure?" Zexion nodded and went inside his class, Roxas standing by the door. Zexion glanced at the boy over his shoulder. "Your loss then."
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Classes flew by smoothly for the most part, even lunch occurred the same way as usual. The dark haired boy would sneak his lunch inside the library, eat it while reading a book, and peeking out a window to watch his crush eat and hang out with his friends. Sora was popular, surrounded by a group of boys and girls alike. Even his brother Roxas joined him today, instead of eating in the cafeteria like he usually did.
It was near the end of differential calculus when the world came to a screeching halt. Professor Lionheart, a man no older than twenty five with brown hair, creepy ice eyes and a scar in between his eyes, asked Zexion to stay after school. Zexion agreed, he didn't have any plans anyway. The bell rang, everyone else packed their bags and left. Zexion grabbed his stuff, and moved toward the front of the room.
Leon met his gaze. "I have a student in another class that needs some tutoring. Unfortunately, it is prohibited by state laws that I meet with him on weekends to assist him. Weekdays aren't an option because of his after school activities." Zexion nodded, following completely. Someone needed tutoring, how bad could it be? Despite the nonchalance Zexion radiated, his stomach gave a painful lurch. "You think you can tutor him?"
Zexion nodded. "Of course." Leon gave a small smile, a rare look on the stoic teachers face.
"Good," Leon walked over to the class room door, opening it and dragging a familiar, a painfully familiar brunette inside. "You'll be tutoring Hikariko-san." Sora gave a slight wave, his bookbag over one shoulder. Zexion resisted the urge to bang his head against a desk, a brick wall, something. Why did his life revolve around flipping clichés!!!