Chained
Summary: When former best friends Sora, a rich goth, and Riku, the mysterious and most popular boy at school, are forced to be partners for their project in health class (which is being tied to each other at the waist), will the two manage not to rip each other limb by limb, or will their friendship return with surprising (or not...) new feelings?
Yeah, this is a RikuxSora fanfic, for all you crazy fans out there (along with me XD). Sorry, Kairi haters, but Kairi WILL be in this story. Don't worry- she won't do anything to take Sora away from Riku. She's Riku's lovable sister in the story. Yup...
Besides, Kairi's okay to me. (Or is she?... XD. Kidding, kidding. She is.)
Well, I hope you enjoy the story. Please, no flamers!
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Kingdom Hearts. But if I did, Riku would SO own Sora. Haha Joking (but us RikuxSora fans dream of it, ne? HA HA) Oh, but I do own Onsenko. My dear friend Olivia (SatisfactionwithaRazor on own her character yet. But she gave me a bone cracking hug when I told her she was in the story. Hahaha!
Enjoy, everyone. And comments are love, yo. Please excuse spelling and grammar problems. -.-
(.Chapter One: Oh, How Fan-fuck this-tastic!.)
"Yo. Get up." I felt a tug at my blanket, the warmth of the sun caressing my skin as the cloth that was protecting me from the cursed light went down to my legs. I muttered a 'fuck you' before flopping over onto my stomach and burying my face into my pillow. Damn morning. Damn sun, burning me alive. Damn Onsenko and Roxas, trying to get me to school.
Ah, speaking of school, I HATE school. Having to get up early in the morning just to go to crappy school and get a 'good' - in my terms, 'fuckin' - education was a waste of my time. My father says it's weird because I've been a star student since I was four... Now that I think about it... It is weird... But I don't care. I'd rather jump off from the top of Mt. Everest stark naked, suffer excruciating pain and die horribly than go and learn. "It's time for school."
My best friends, Onsenko and Roxas, always saunter into my room like happy prancing ponies and try to force me out of bed. Ever since I had become a lazy, stubborn, fed-up-with-many-things-in-life goth (which was about three years ago and has been since...), I've never gotten out of bed on my own. And no matter how hard I tried to actually STAY in bed, they've prevailed each and every single time.
Well, I almost succeeded one time. But I don't want to say anything about my I-thought-I-suceeded-but-really-I-didn't so-called "victory."
Anyways... It doesn't seem to bother them that my room is all black. Yeah: black bed, black clothes, black carpet, black walls. Black everything. Sometimes, you'd bump into the wall if you weren't watching yourself. Yeah, Onsenko's slammed into my wall many, many, MANY times...
I'm a goth. Woo-hoooooo.
Onsenko is a goth, too. But it's really difficult to believe since she's so hyper and chirpy. And Roxas...
Well, he's just Roxas!
"I don't wanna go," I said to them, my voice muffled by the pillow I had in my face. "Fuckin' education..."
"And why do you say that, Sora? You're a straight A student," Roxas replied, poking me in the back.
"Damn straight Sora is!" Onsenko cheerfully said.
"I don't care."
"You SHOULD care." I felt her fingers combing through, pulling at, and matting down my messy gravity defying hair. She just loves fixing my hair...
"No. I don't and I never will."
I felt my bed shift and soon found Roxas's lips near my ear. His breath was really warm... Okay, WHY did I even say that? "Get up or I WILL have to use force."
"Hnn..."
"What? You gonna screw him? YAY! Now where's my camera...?"
"Onsenko, you perverted little freak! I didn't mean THAT kind of force! And give me that camera!"
"No way, dude! You're not getting your claws on this!"
"Well, then you better put that away."
"... Now?"
"Yes, now."
"Huh?"
"Put it away now."
"Put what away?"
"You know what I'm talking about!"
"I do?
"Don't act stupid!"
"... Who're we talkin' about?"
"Oi..."
I chuckled.
"Heh heh... Okay, okay, I'll put it away."
"Good... Now... Back to you, Sora. Get up. I mean it."
"No, no, and NO."
"Alrighty then... Have it your way."
"McDonalds- Have it your way!"
"For the many times I have told you: IT'S BURGER KING- HAVE IT YOUR WAY, WOMAN!"
"Burger King- Have it your way, woman?"
"... Forget it. Like I said, Sora- you asked for it."
"But you said-"
"I KNOW!"
I couldn't help but - again - laugh at the little scene I was hearing. Yeah, Roxas has a bit of a bad temper when he's around Onsenko and she's always happy or confused or messing with him when he's mad. But those two get along so well, many mistaken them for a couple!
"Oh, forget it. Let's go, 'Senko."
... They're giving up? For the first time?
Onsenko heaved out a sigh. "Aw, okay. I can't believe we're going to have to lose for the first time..."
I felt my bed shift, I heard shuffling, and I heard the door slam.
... I HAVE SUCCEEDED!!!
But--
Suddenly, strong arms curled around my waist and stomach and lifted me up into the air. I felt my blanket slip off my body. I looked up from my pillow and noticed that Onsenko and Roxas were standing near the door. So it was obvious that the person who was carrying me was my-
"DAD! GAH! DAMMIT, PUT ME DOWN!"
There he goes with his evil chuckle. "Sorry, Kiddo, but a father's gotta do what a father's gotta do." I growled. My father, Leonhart Squall (whom he pesters everyone into calling him Leon) smirked at me as he carried me out of my room, his bangs falling elegantly over his eyes. My mother had always told me that no matter what mood my dad was in or what he looked like, he was always beautiful. She even said that if he was covered in blood and was dying, hell, he'd still look hot (which made dad say, "Don't even try it!")! She was pretty much right. No wonder so many women envied my mother...
Um...
Anyways... There I was, struggling to slip out of my father's grasp while I yelling with the pillow my mom made for me in my arms. Luckily, I still had that... And I could try hitting my dad in the head... Well, before I could even take the chance to, I felt a sudden tug at my pillow.
Onsenko was trying to take my pillow! I WILL NOT LET HER SUCEED!
I was clutching to my pillow furiously, trying my best not to let her win it over. But Onsenko beat me and tugged my pillow away from my grasp. She laughed maniacally and accidently hurled it Roxas who yelled.
I stifled a laugh, but then remembered that I was up in the air when I realized that my feet weren't on the ground and there was a tight hold around my stomach.
Grinning, Onsenko and Roxas followed my father as they strutted to the bathroom- a towel and soap in Roxas's hands and shampoo and a bath scruber in Onsenko's. This, sadly, was one of the usual get-Sora-out-of-bed-and-to-school routines. And I failed for this one... For the eleventh time. Don't ask why I count.
As I continued to kick and scream and curse my father and friends out, Onsenko karate kicked the door open to the bathroom. The tub was filled with water and bubbles. Yaaay, my favorite bubbles! Strawberry scented!... Erm... (A/N: Ha ha, what kind of goth is he?)
"DAD, THIS ISN'T FUNNY! LEMME GO!" I yelled. Dad's smirk grew as he walked over to the tub. I could suddenly see my life flashing before my eyes... Ah ha ha... Okay, enough over reacting. I looked at my father with the biggest puppy eyes that I could muster (I felt like my eyes were going to pop outta their sockets...), trying my best to distract him or make him REALIZE that THIS wasn't right for his son. His only and 'precious' son. Notice the emphasis on PRECIOUS. "PLEASE, daddy? Don't do this!" I sweetly whined.
He smiled sweetly at me and nuzzled his face into my shoulder. "Sora..."
"Yes, daddy?" I said in a childish and sweeter tone, grinning. Ha ha! I have prevailed!
"Not gonna work."
PLOP!
... Okay... I have NOT prevailed...
In seconds, I found myself soaked from head to toe, my hair falling over my eyes with the lack of gracefulness. My pajamas clung heavily to my body. I glared at the laughing trio.
"You mean bastard!" I cried, the sweet splashing water angrily about and at them. "This isn't funny, guys! You've done this to me way too much and you're still laughing?!"
"Yup!" Onsenko chirped. She bent down next to the tub where I sulked, squirted a handful of shampoo in her hands, and began to massage my scalp with her fingers, spreading the shampoo all over my head. I let out a sigh and pouted, sinking into the water until my chin touched its surface. Her childish giggling reached my ears again, making me smile the slightest bit.
"Sora, hurry up and get your ass down here!" Roxas called out.
"Okay, okay, 'mother!' Heh..."
I examined myself in the mirror one last time, making sure my features were right. Like I've said before: all my clothes are black. No need to say what color my shirts or pants are. Speaking of pants, mine hung low around my hips and clung to my somewhat muscular thighs and legs, giving away that sexy bad boy look (from what Onsenko says.) and showing off my firm ass (again, from Onsenko). I had three belts wrapped around my hips and waist (when my father was young, he always, always, ALWAYS wore three belts or more. And he still does at times. Force of habit, I guess. Haha) Fingerless gloves covered my hands, a spiked leather wrist band was wrapped around my right wrist, and my combat boots added a nice little touch. My hooded shirt was tight and the mesh part showed off my abdomen. I also had barely visible eyeliner around my eyes.
Yeah, I guess you can say that I was DAMN hot. Ha ha!
I quickly sped out of my room and made my way through the many hallways to the spiral flight of stairs. Grinning, I threw my backpack onto my shoulder, mounted up onto the railing and slid down. I haven't done this is a long time, but since we're almost late for school...
You gotta do what it takes to NOT be late.
ESPECIALLY on these days! Okay, the two different school days are Dark Day and Light Day. Light Day has two of favorite classes and is WAY more better than Dark Day. Well, in MY terms. You see, Dark Day is my busy day. I have social studies, algebra, English, and chemistry. Oh, and I can't forget my first class. No matter how much I try, I'll never forget my first class.
And that's health. Boy, do I HATE HEALTH! And I hate it for many, many, many, many, MANY reasons! First off, the teacher, Seishuu Sephiroth, is such a fag and he's the biggest bastard I know. Okay, Seishuu-Sephiroth-the-faggy-bastard is the MAIN reason why I hate health. He used to be in love with my uncle! AND UNCLE CLOUD ACTUALLY DATED HIM! AUGH! Just the thought of him and uncle Cloud together and fucking each other and being all lovey dovey sends chills down my spine...
Ugh...
Beside that, Sepiroth thinks he's all hot and shit and he's mean to me and my friends and the girls in class drool over him.
Ah, yes. The next thing I hate in my class.
The girls.
Okay, most of them are okay. But the rest are the the kind of girls that piss me off- slutty looking, short-skirt-and-shorts wearing flirtatious, all-off-them-have-Tata-Young's-Sexy-Naughty-Bitchy-song-on-their-MP3 players (the song is addicting and I like it and Tata Young is HOT, but the girls make her look bad...), prissy girls.
The populars/wannabe-populars/just-slutty girls. Bleah.
They're so damn skinny. Like twigs. If you took one of their arms, you'd snap it immediately! Yeah. That was our nickname for them.
The Twigs.
... Hahahahahaha...
And then there's... Him...
When I reached the bottom, I got off the railing, fixed my backpack, and ran into the kitchen. I greeted the head cook,Sayuri, and all the other chefs and helpers and whatnot as I grabbed a muffin and made my way out of the busy room. My aunt and uncle were coming back from London today and party was being prepared.
Aunt Aerith is dad's sister; she's a famous clothes designer. One of the most famous, actually. Her designs are drop dead gorgeous. She makes clothes that I request sometimes. Yeah. That explains the hot clothes I have. Ah ha ha... Sometimes, many envy me because my aunt is a wealthy fashion designer and I could ask her to create any outfit I want for me. Ha, ha, and HA, bitches... Okay, most of the time... Heh heh... I love Aunt Aerith. Dear, dear, dear Aunt Aerith.
I also love Uncle Cloud. Dear, dear, dear Uncle Cloud. He's is world known for his martial arts skills and his detailed and beautiful writing. He knows aikido and ninjutsu and tae kwon do and all kinds of martial arts. Hell, he's a fighting master. He's one of the coolest teacher's alive! Now about his writing... He's a best selling author. He creates those sappy romance and angst novels. Mostly romance. I'm kinda a sucker for romance and my mother and I read his books. A lot. Well... Not anymore...
Erm...
Also, Uncle Cloud and dad have this seeeeecret that I know about but they don't know that I know so they're clueless about the fact that I know...
... Mwuahahaha...
Well, anyhow! Dad was leaning casually against the front door with his usual scowl on his face. This may sound weird coming from me (well,it IS!), but Dad seriouly needs to stop looking all angry and stuff. I mean, my Dad (in my mother's terms... Well, I agree with her on this) is one of the most gorgeous humans alive and he's wasting all that beauty by frowning!
Hmm... Maybe I should make him smile...
Heh heh... Got it...
Smirking, I got up on my tiptoes and leaned over and kissed him on the cheek before snickering and scuttling off. "See ya, dad!"
"I'm gonna get you when you get back, you punk! You won't see it coming!" I could imagine him blushing and holding his cheek. The last time I kissed him was almost three years ago. Heh heh heh...
"Yeah right!" I yelled back, glancing over my shoulder and sticking my tongue out. Yeah, he was smiling. I love seeing him smile. It's really nice. Anyways, mission accomplished. He threw a vase at me but I jumped the fence before it could crash into my skull. "HA!"
Roxas and Onsenko were already far off from where I was standing. Apparently, THEY got their skateboards. I broke my damn board two days ago. Amd it's weird: I'm filthy rich (I may be rich, but I ain't spoiled.) and I don't get another board when I want. Heh... Well, I've been having that board for seven years. Auntie Aerith bought it for me. I might just try and fix it myself.
Luckily, I was wearing my shoes with the wheels implanted into the soles. I raised my left foot up, hopping along as I pressed the release button to my wheels. I quickly did the same to the other and skidded across the smooth concrete surface, racing towards my friends.
When I finally reached them, Roxas let out a laugh. "You've amazingly caught up, Sora!" he yelled. Onsenko grinned, the wind tangling in her short black and blue hair.
"Yeah, and amazingly..." I waved quickly at them before pushing foward and skidding away. "I'M GOING TO BEAT YOU GUYS!"
I heard Onsenko curse and giggle before ordering Roxas to pick up the pace. I laughed as we glided down the smooth path weaving through the flower and tree littered meadows. This was our secret route to school. Through the forest. Yup. Sometimes, we take the normal - normal as in long - route to school, but we always, always. ALWAYS ride down the secret route. I love the secret route.
Jeez, for a goth, I sure do love lots of things...
Sugisaki Onsenko and Sakurai Roxas are my most precious friends. I've known both of them since I was a child and we've been inseperable since
Onsenko and I met in first grade. She was the new student in our big class and I was expecting her to be all shy and quiet like the usual new kids. But on the day of her arrival, she bursts into the room happily yelling 'HELLO EVERYONE!!!' with a goofy grin on her face and scaring the shit outta all of us. Our teacher laughed and introduced us to her. Everyone greeted her but I hid behind my open book, twitching. I was very, very, VERY frightened of her and I didn't want anything to do with her at the time. You see, insane-perky-always-smiling-no-matter-what people gave me goosebumps. And boy, was I shaking even more when our teacher told her to sit in the empty desk wedged next to mine.
NEXT TO ME! I could've sworn that I was going to die! But when she plopped down beside me, grabbed my hand and gave it a gentle and friendly squeeze and looked at me with sincere and sweet eyes (that she still has, even though everyone thinks she's just a badass, crazy, acoholic girl most of the time... Yes, you can count me in for that thought.), I had a feeling that we'd be good friends.
I still doubt that Sen-Sen really IS a goth... But I love her forever no matter what.
Roxas's mother, Hideaki Etsuko, and my mother had known each other since they were in middle school. When they graduated from high school, Etsuko-san flew off to her college in Los Angeles and my mother attended Tokyo University, and, of course, they kept in touch. After five years, Etsuko-san flew back from L.A. a year earlier than expected and surprised mom by arriving on her birthday. A few years later, Etsuko-san married Sakurai Kazuya and my mom married dad and they moved into houses next to each other.
Roxas is a year older than I am. Hence why he's so wise (hmm... Maybe I should rethink on wise...) and stuff. Roxas always looked out after me. He was very protective and would even go far as to biting someone's head off if something happened to me. He didn't want to go to pre-kindergarten when Etsuko-san told him and pulled off the bad boy (a little TOO bad boy that he picked up a desk and threw it at his teacher...) act at his school just to get sent home to play with me. But Roxas cooled down after a few weeks and he turned back to his good, sweet, loving personality.
Roxas still looks after me, and he's not too protective anymore. But either way, Roxas is just Roxas and no matter what, I love him forever, too
I'd be lost without them; they're like my eyes. If I don't have one, one eye wouldn't work right. If they're both gone, I'd be dead blind. That's how much I need them. I love both of them so much.
I had a special third eye a few years ago, but him gone hasn't really effected me at all...
We arrived at school with a few good minutes to spare before first period. Luckily, Axel and his gang weren't hanging around the courtyard, which was the best way to go to get to our class on time.
Very lucky, indeed...
I know that he's after me. That bastard thinks he's all cool and tough with his ugly face and funny red clown hair.
Suddenly, a hand clamped down on my shoulder and pulled me back forcefully. I stumbled backwards and crashed into something rock hard. Did a rock just come alive and attack me or something? What the hell am I thinking--how retarded can I get? But what--
A heavy and warm breath suddenly hit my ear, and I shuddered--not the kind of good shudder: the shudder you, uh, shudder (aren't we specific?) when something scary happens. "Hey, Sora, buddy. How's it goin'?" a low and predatory voice growled.
Sssssshit.
... Maybe that monster rock thing I imagined for a brief moment wouldn't have been so bad.
"Uh, hey, Axel," I greeted, keeping my voice calm and averting my eyes in any direction but in his. Ah, my boots look intensely shiny today... "I need to get to class, so if you'll excuse me..." I brought a shaky hand up to my shoulder and tried to pry Axel's hand off, but his grip was really tight, and I could've sworn that my shoulder would start bleeding (this guy's nails are friggin' sharp!).
He SO knew by the way his voice was all scary-ish and zombie-ish sounding.
"Listen, you little punk. I know that it was you who pulled that dirty little prank Friday."
"What prank?" I questioned, making sure that my I-have-no-idea-what-you're-talking-about expression and coolly glaring at his ugly face even though I knew I was burning my eyes doing so.
"Oh, I can't remember anymore. Care you refresh my memory?"
(A/N: Sorry, the next paragraph is a little long. But you should read it. It's amusing and funny (funny? I guess so...). The prank Sora pulled (or did he? XD) is revealed)
"What?! Aw, come on, Axie! You just told him that you knew that he pulled the prank, so you should know what it is!" Demyx chirped, tugging at Axel's sleeve like a little whiny child. He continued to muse loudly about the prank that 'I' (hehe) pulled on Axel that made everyone laugh their asses off ever since after the lunch period, catching the attention of the students passing by and loitering around. "I'll refresh you're memory! Remember? We were leaving the locker rooms to go to lunch and you forgot your jacket in your locker"- Axel's eyes went wide and he stuttered and tried to interrupt Demyx (but it's difficult to stop Demyx when he starts babbling like a parrot, so good luck to Axel) -"so you ran back to your locker and opened it only to find yourself splattered with water, but it wasn't really water and it was this strange liquid that made your clothes melt"- Axel growled and his hold on me tightened -"and you didn't realize it until AFTER you found the sailor moon cosplay outfit"- the fit of giggles from the girls sitting not to far from us made Axel's face burn flaming red, which matched his hair OH so well -"in your locker and squeaked angrily about it and then you ended up having to wear it around school because no one would lend you clothes and you're parents wouldn't bring you clothes and even the LOST AND FOUND closed on you"- Let's sing together everyone! Demyx is gonna DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIE, Demyx is gonna DIIIIIIIIIIIE -"and you were really humilated and everyone laughed really bad at you and lots of people cried out, 'IN THE NAME OF THE MOON, I SHALL PUNISH YOU!' when you passed by, and that made me laugh. too, but, yeah, do you remember now????"
I smirked as Axel let me go and slowly nodded, trembling with anger that Demyx wasn't aware of. Everyone who heard Demyx recalling the memory about the prank busted out laughing wildly.
Oh, Demyx hit the spot. And I'm free.
".. Oh, yeah! I just remembered that you didn't want to hear about that ever again! Sorr--AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!"
Axel had tackled Demyx, screaming out a bunch of nice words of 'affection' to Demyx while Demyx shrieked in terror and the rest of Axel's gang struggled to get Axel off of Demyx. I quickly grabbed my backpack and began to run off with Onsenko and Roxas free from Larxene's and Xemnas's clutches...
But Axel got a hold of me again and he pulled me back, my hood captive in his fist, and his other fist pulled back. Roxas and Onsenko would've come and get me out of this mess, but seeing as they weren't, they're captured again. I knew what was coming up.
... A black eye WOULD match my outfit...
... Yeah, scratch that. That was the worst joke for this moment.
"You're dead meat, you little punk."
Squeezing my eyes shut, I prepared myself for the blow.
But it didn't come.
"Axel, cut it out."
Slowly, I opened one eye to look at Axel. A nicely tanned hand was holding a tight grip on his wrist, and Axel's fist was a mere few centimeters close to my face. Without hesitation, I unhooked Axel's fingers from my hood and staggered back a bit. Roxas caught my arm (which meant that
and I regained my balance.
I was about to thank whoever stopped that jackass from 'fixing' my face when I saw who it was. Resisting the urge to lunge at the person and claw at his disgustingly pretty face, I just glared at him.
"Ah, if it isn't Riku." Axel nervously laughed and yanked at his captive arm, but Riku's hand only tightened and he carelessly twisted Axel's arm slighty, causing Axel to yelp in pain. Just a small little twist and he was already wincing.
That's pretty cool, despite the fact that it's Riku who's causing him the pain.
"How do you know that it was him"- The name is Sora! Get it through your brain, air head! -"who pulled the prank on you?"
"Hello! Look at him! With that smug little smirk on his face! It SO was-Nngh!" Axel gritted his teeth and growled, frozen in place.
"You have no proof that it was him," Riku murmured with a murderous-sounding tone (I'm serious. I was getting goosebumps...), a dull gleam in his eyes.
"But, Riku-"
"Would you like your other arm broken? I'll tell the doctor you'll like matching casts..." Riku paused for a moment and added with a teasing sweet tone, "Pink would suit you..."
One more twist and Axel's arm was going to be HISTORY.
Axel let out a long sigh and loosened his tight fist. Riku smirked and let go of his arm; then he patted him on the head, murmured, "Good boy," and kicked the small of Axel's back, the sudden impact making him stumble foreward and crash into a nearby tree. I couldn't contain my laughter when his gang let go of Onsenko and Roxas and rushed over to help him and he yelled at them to back off or they'd be parading around in tutus. And with that, he stormed off, his timid gang following behind him, clutching onto their black jackets in fear.
Roxas smiled and patted my head. "You were lucky... Just don't do something like that again without my notice."
"Hmph," I pouted and punched him playfully in the arm.
"Thanks for getting Sora out of that mess!" Onsenko chirped, a big wide smile on her face. Riku nodded and walked away, which tempted me even more to: a) pounce him and stab him to death, b) to launch a prank MUCH more worse that Axel's on him, and c) yell out one of his most embarrassing secrets (don't ask me how I know). Dusting off my pants, I picked up my backpack and Sen-sen and Roxas and I headed straight for the room that threatened my hold on my sanity.
Hello, health class.
"Morning, everyone," Sephiroth muttered with his usual fed-up-with-everything tone and wearing the matching scowl to boot.
"Good morning, Sephiroth-sensei!!" the Twigs dreamily (insert me choking in the background HERE) sighed.
"Freaks," I muttered under my breath and plopped down into my seat next in between Roxas and Onsenko. Roxas chuckled and pulled out his notebook to do his usual doodling.
Our health class was mixed: ninth and tenth graders. And sadly, Riku was in this class. What. A. Pain.
Sephiroth plus the Twigs plus Riku... Yeah, aren't I lucky?
"For the next three weeks," Sephiroth began, flipping through his organizer, "you're all going to be involved in a special project. Mm. Yes, Tidus."
"You mean the special project that the school has been talking about?"
"Yes. And only our class will be doing so."
"Why?"
"Because we don't want all of the students in school walking around paired off and tied to each other by the waists, now, do we?"
Right after he finished his sentence, everyone busted out asking questions and such and I heard someone say that it's like we're test subjects for a important project and next thing you know, we're all going to be locked up in cages in a big, scary-looking labratory and one of the Twigs was freaking out over being paired with a guy because she didn't want to get raped or be stuck with some dork. Onsenko rolled her eyes.
"SO..." Sephiroth got up from his seat with his organizer in hand and leaned back against his desk. "I've chosen your partners for you." Cue the loud, disappointed groans. "You'll be with someone of the same sex, so there's no need to worry about uncomfortable situations.
"This project will last for three weeks and you and your partner will be tied together by the waists. You will eat together, sleep together and come to school together, but only during school can you take off the rope because this is a mixed class and you all have your own classes to attend. But when the lunch period comes, you and your partner will have to meet up here and retrieve your rope, then take it back off when lunch period is over.
"Since you will be tied together for most of the day, of course that means that one of you will have to stay at the others' house.
"The reason why this class was given this assignment was because Yuffie-san snuck hidden cameras into each classroom for one week to see which class needed this project the most or would come out with interesting conclusions. Apparently, we ended up answering both of those questions. So this project is to freshen up your cooperation and communication skills with others.
"After the three weeks are over, you and your partner will have to write individual reports about how being tied together and living together affected you and your partner. Understood?"
Everyone nodded.
So then Sephiroth began walking around, calling out who was paired with who. I only focused on hearing my name and Onsenko's and Roxas's because I didn't give a damn about anyone else. ESPECIALLY Riku.
My ears perked up when Roxas was called.
"Roxas, I've paired you up with Hayner."
Roxas nodded, tipping his head downward and continued doodling in his notebook, but his hand shook slightly. My lips curled in a knowing smile and I poked him in the ribs. He scowled and threatened to bite my hand off, so I poked him again and he lunged forward at me, baring his teeth. I managed to contain my laughter. Most of it.
Yes, yes, Onsenko and I know how much Roxas likes Hayner. After flipping through his journal (that he proclaimed we'd never find when we last went to his, but we located it snug and comfortable in the bookcover for one of his many encyclopedias while he was taking a shower), which was mostly Hayner-centric (actually, it was his I-WORSHIP-HAYNER'S-GOOD-LOOKING-ASS journal. Now we need to find his real one...), we bugged him about Hayner and how cool he was and how smart he was and even threw in little white lies such as, "I think Hayner's got a girlfriend," and "I heard that Hayner might have to move to America" until Roxas cracked and attempted to throw me out of his window. And if he did so, I'd find myself in his dog's outdoor litter box...
"You'll be with someone of the same sex, so there's no need to worry about uncomfortable situations." Hahaha! Uncomfortable situations my ass. Poor, poor Roxas...
And around Sephiroth went again (aw, and he almost tripped over that girl's backpack...), calling out names and such. Then he called Riku's, his 'dear' little brother.
"Riku, you-"
"Kairi."
Sepiroth quirked an eyebrow at him. I scoffed. It's as if Riku thinks he can control his older brother.
Then again, it's as if he can control ANYBODY...
Except me. And Sephiroth. But I'm more powerful.
"Kairi's with Onsenko. You're going to be wi-"
Riku shot up from his seat and thrust his face into Sephiroth's, his glare hardening. "Listen, Seph. I'm only working with Kairi."
"But, um, Riku." Kairi tugged at her brother's sleeve, pulling him down back into his seat. "I'm already Onsenko."
Kairi's a really sweet girl. Unlike Sephiroth and Riku, I have no hate for her whatsoever. No one can hate Kairi. She's too sweet and cute and nice. She's popular, just like Riku, but the good kind of popular. Not like the Twigs, not like Riku, the kind of popular were everyone likes you for who you are and stuff. Kairi's always helping everyone and she has such a good heart. Yes, the two of us are friends, but we don't talk as much as we used to. I think I know why...
"Yup!"
"What? But, Seph-- Kairi--!... Seph, there's no one else I can partner up with!"
"Leonhart Sora."
My mouth dropped open.
"You're going to be with Sora and that's that, Riku."
This time, I was the one to jump out of my seat to protest. I stormed over to him like a lion pouncing his prey. Except I didn't pounce him. Which I really wanted to do oh so badly. "W-what?! But-- But, Seishuu-sensei!"-- AHHHH, IT'S BUUUUUUUUUUUURNS! Augh, just by saying his name, my mouth tastes like a brine shrimp died in there! --"I can't work with this guy! I-I... Let me work with Roxas or Tidus-"
"Say another word, and you'll be spending two hours after school cleaning up every art and science room on all three floors of this school. Don't forget that you attend an elevator school (1)."
I growled, lowering my fist and was dragged like a rag doll back to my seat by Roxas. I slumped down until my butt was almost off the seat and let out a miserable sigh.
Oh, how fan--fuck this--tastic...
... So? SO? SOOOOOOOOOOO?!?!? How was it? I'm sorry that it isn't really THAT good. I'm pretty proud of myself, but I fail. I fail, I fail, I FAIL. gets bricked
Oh, I know that most of you (I GUESS most of you) are wondering what elevator schools are.
1) "An elevator school is a school consisting of a student body that can range from middle school (or lower) all the way to university level. Elevator schools are named such because students usually rise to the next grade without having to take standard entrance exams. Elevator schools are far more prevalent in Japan than in other countries.
Elevator schools are commonly found in anime and manga, as they are a quick and easy explanation for having characters of very different ages in the same school-like setting realistically."- from Wikipedia.
Yup.
CHAPTER PREVIEW: Sora has to go home with Riku tied to his waist (hehe) and we get to meet his dear, dear, dear Uncle Cloud and Aunt Aerith. And due to the fact that the only guest rooms in their house (there's like, what--ten?) are occupied by family and friends who came over to celebrate the return of Cloud and Aerith, Sora and Riku have to sleep in Sora's room, which means sharing a bed! And what's up with Riku and his rNext chapter: SEPERATE BEDS, PLEEEEEEEASE!!!
... I. FAIL. MISERABLY. bricked even more
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