So, this is the first thing I've written in a long time. and of course I want to turn it into chapters. Oh I'm good at this today x.x Anyways., there isn't much to it I suppose aside from this is only the beginning kay?

I don't own any of this by the way. kthx

"So this is the beauty I've heard so much about..." I breathed softly, gazing down with the proper amount of adoration at Namine. Rather...Aurora. I brushed some of her blond hair back, leaning down slightly to capture her lips, her eyes fluttering open as a soft sight fell from them.

"Fair princess." I began, bending to my knee and grasping her hand. "I have awakened you from your slumber with true love's kiss. I pray thee, come away with me. There's nothing for you here." She bit her lip softly, staring into my eyes, before slowly and shyly nodding her head.

"Yes my love." She breathed once more, leaning down to press her soft lips to mine. The lights went out. Then came the applause. Oh how I loved the applause. We stood, taking eachother in our arms, bowing to the audiance as the lights came back on.

"Wasn't that wonderful?" Namine's normally quiet voice squealed into my ear. "Sora?"

"Sora...?"

"SORA!"

Mnnh...what..? Hesitantly, I opened my eyes, looking up to see my mother towering over me, my shades already thrown back. Normally light around someone would give them an angelic appearance.. Not my mother.

"Get out of bed! You're going to be late for school!" She shouted, yanking hard at my ankles, toppling me to the floor. I grumbled, nuzzling back against my pillow. "Maybe you shouldn't stay out so late when you know you have school the next day. I don't feel sorry for you Sora Hikari." It wasn't my fault, actually, but I knew better than to argue with her. Nodding my head, I stood, wobbled for a moment, and stumbled into the shower.

I should back up. Sorry. My name, is Sora Hikari. I'm ninteen years old and attend Destiny University. I'm a theater nerd. I always have been, and probably always will be. I love the feeling of my blood boiling whenever I stand up on the stage, the thunder of applause when it's over. That's what happened last night. It was our last production of Sleeping Beauty. Today, we start a new play. And I'm going to be honest, I couldn't be more excited. Hurrying through my shower, I stumbled back into my room and glanced at the clock.

Shit. Class was going to start in a half hour.

Stumbling through my clothes, I grabbed a piece of toast from my mother and ran out the door. For the love of the gods, I was lucky I only lived two blocks from the school. Not to mention it saved me a ton of money as opposed to a dorm. Rushing into the building with two minutes to spare, I scanned around, my eyes catching a flash of silver. Lingering my eyes for a moment, I stared blankly.

The aqua eyes of Riku Yamada stared back at me, his silver eyebrow arching in amusement. If there were ever a time I didn't get the lead role, it would be because of this arrogant asshole. A pale hand reached out, twisting his face to look back at the owner. It was Namine's twin sister Kairi Ito. As Namine was usually my lead, Kairi was Riku's. It was only natural for the two of them to be dating, just as it was for Namine and I.

"Sora!" Hearing the shout, I shook myself from my thoughts and grinned cheesily at my girlfriend, prancing over to her.

"Hey hun." I greeted, accepting the kiss on the cheek from her, sitting heavily on the bench next to her. "You ready for the next play?" I asked, playfully ruffling her hair. She had curled it today oddly enough, the curls spinning down from her hair tie. "Looks good." I added as an afterthought, before noticing that our professor walked into the room. Her blue eyes rolled at me, hitting my leg in return.

Muffling a slight laugh, I slung my arm around her shoulders, reclining her against me watching as the teacher scanned around the class, her brown eyes sparkling with mischif, particularly on myself...and I swear her eyes may have flicked to that asshole Yamada... She was up to something...and the very thought of it made my blood run cold.

Apparently I visibly shivered, suddenly I felt her hand touch my leg, squeezing slightly at the knee, glancing out the corner of my eye, I saw her frown, tilting her head as if asking me if I was alright.

...woman do I look alright?

I fought the scowl off my face, offering her instead a smile, and adding a soft squeeze to her shoulder for reassurance. A smile lit her mouth, turning back to look at Professor Lockhart, who was smirking now. I swear she was smirking. Finally, she spoke.

"Good morning. I see most of you made it home alright from the performance." She smiled, tossing her black hair behind her. "And might I just say, it was a wonderful performance." A glance in our direction, I felt a smirk form when I caught Yamada glance as well. That's right asshole.

"And now. We move on." She said, dropping her hand onto a stack of scripts next to her. Well ouch. She was certainly not one for sentimental value, now was she? Don't get me wrong, I love the idea of another play, but I'm also a bit of an applause whore I suppose. Even all the praise wouldn't be enough. I love attention. That's why I'm in this class. "Come up and take one. Hurry up, we don't have all day." She said lazily, sitting heavily on her desk, raising an eyebrow at the rest of us.

"I'll get it." I said quickly to Namine, over the scuffle of the classroom. Standing, I walked down to the desk, accidently bumping into someone once I reached it. "Oh sorry about that." I said reflexivly, before looking over to notice that I just so happened to bump into Yamada.

"Oh I'm not worried about it. Sometimes you just need to touch a true talent." He said smirking at me, brushing some of the silver hair from his eyes. "I can't fault you for that." He smirked, taking two scripts, one for him, the other presumably for Kairi, before walking away.

"I didn't-!" I began angrily, but he had already walked away. Goddammnit this asshole wasn't worth my time. Picking up two scripts, I slouched back to Namine, sitting next to her, tossing them onto the table.

"Thanks hun." She said absently, picking up one to look at. "Ignominy in the Night?" Namine asked, almost puzzled. I opened my mouth to reply, silencing as Professor Lockhart slapped her hand down onto her desk.

"I see most of you are confused. Let's break down the title before we actually get into the script. I see you Hizaru! Close it!" She glared, her brown eyes narrowing. "Now. Ignominy...what does it mean..?" She asked, her cheery smile returning, obviously ready to rub our ignorance in our faces. Well. Not all of us are ignorant. Too bad she didn't factor that in. Smirking in my confidance, I noticed her look at me, her eyebrow raising in expentancy.

I let out a soft sigh, my mouth opening. "Shame. Or offensive behavior. Something frowned upon by the public."

"That's right. Now does anyone want to hazard a guess what this is about?"

"The government?"

"Prostitution?"

"This class?"

"Hey!" Professor Lockhart glared, looking at who made the last suggestion. "Though whoever said prostitution, was right. This is a classic romance between a prostitute and a business man, though not one of normal proportions. But I'll reveal that later. Don't you open that script!" She glared, looking around again. I saw Namine shut her's with a sigh, resting her head on my shoulder. I winced, biting softly at my lip. So I was a delicate flower. Her head was heavy thank you very much. Also the fact that she was too curious for her own good came into play, which sometimes annoys me to death by the way. She had put her head back harder than necessary.

"Since I was in fact in the audiance last night, Yes Tidus I saw that trip when you came on." She grinned, looking over at him. "I've already composed a list of who will play which roles. Are you excited yet..?" She asked with a grin, tossing her hair behind her head. "But I'm hesitant to tell you..." A frown. God she had so many facial expressions. Wait. what'd she say...?

Though throughout her whole speech, my bad feeling was increasing, with every word. My eyes followed her as she walked to her computer, sitting down and turning on the projector, covering the half with the names. I tightened my arm around Namine slightly, managing to make it feel like a hug at the last second, as opposed to the feeling of dread growing in the pit of my stomach. This wasn't going to end well for me. I could feel it now. Everyone else, however, was as happy and confidant as could be.

"As you can see.." She began, lightly tapping at the board, "Mister Hiraku Kudo is our starring business man. And," She paused with a giggle. "Here's the kicker, the love story, is between two men. The prostitute is...Ryou. His stripping name is Shun. It is a little unorthadox I'll admit, but we're ready for the next step as actors, making you all more open to the role's that you'll be playing. How can you manage to do anything if you're against everything when you don't even know what it's like or about..? It's all about acceptance. Remember that." She paused, looking around at all of us. "Are you ready for the list..?" She asked curiously, pleased with the obvious answer.

Something in the back of my mind was screaming at me that I didn't want to do this play. But as she said, acceptance was importaint, and if I turned this down, everyone would look at me like a homophobe. Which I wasn't, by the way. I'm just cautious about gut feelings.

When she unveild the names, I knew why.

Hiraku Kudo: Riku Yamada

Ryou Tanaka: Sora Hikari

Fuck.

"Are you kidding me..?" I said aloud, smacking my head forward on my desk. I heard Namine stifle a giggle beside me.

"Now come on, it won't be too bad, Just close your eyes and pretend it's me when you have to kiss him." She said with a smile, dropping a kiss on my spiky hair. Easy for her to say. She wasn't supposed to be play molesting the person she's hated for two years. It wasn't that he was a bad person, per say, he was just an arrogant asshole with a huge ego. Obviously compensating for something.

"Now you may open your scripts. Pay attention to it, and pay special attention to your roles." I heard Professor Lockhart instruct, sashaying around the room.

Curious of Namine's role, I looked up noticing that she was playing Kudo's secretary. Kairi was Ryou's best friend. Well this was certianly a turn of events. I never went through anything with Kairi by my side. This was going to certianly a change of pace. Figuring it couldn't be too bad if Headmaster Leonhart approved of it, I began idly turning the pages.

Wait.

Wait. waitwaitwait.

What the hell?

"Are you serious!" I said loudly, staring down at the page in front of me, my cheeks reddening. Almost every other scene Ryou was doing his...well his job I suppose. There were numerous blow jobs, lap dances and other things I myself wasn't quite sure how to even do.

How the hell did she even get this approved? This was rediculous. I wasn't doing it. And I would be sure to tell Professor Lockhart.

Standing, I walked down to her desk. "Professor." I began, taking a breath to look at her. She held up her hand, not even looking at me. Okay..that was irritating. "Professor.." I said again and louder, stepping in her line of vision, trying not to glare. "I wanted to talk to you about..." But she had cut me off.

"Look Hikari. I know what you're going to say, and quite frankly I don't care. I thought you were a serious actor. If you can't push your feelings aside to do your job for this class, then I'm afraid I'm going to have to doubt you as an actor every time I think to assign you to a role. Who's to say you won't skip the next role as well? If you drop this role, you can say good bye to all of your leads. It will never. happen. again."

What? "B-But!" I scrambled, staring at her. That wasn't fair. Why was she pushing so hard for something that didn't even matter? There were plenty of people who could pull this off far better than I. They wouldn't mind touching Yamada in the slightest. And there was no reason for any of this to happen anyways, or for it even to have gotten approved. Obviously Headmaster Leonhart didn't look closely at whatever she had thrown in front of him, and if so this was obviously a different story. Besides, she didn't have to threaten my future roles from this one job. "I'm good at what I do, you know that. Professor why would you even have a play like-"

She cut me off again by putting her hand up. But I was just too damn polite to continue talking. One of my faults actually. I guess that's why everyone thinks they can walk all over me. Not that it doesn't upset me every time it happens. I let out a low growl, staring at her profile, since she still wasn't looking at me. Was I not good enough to be looked at simply because I didn't want to touch someone I don't like?

"Hikari I don't care. You either take the roll, or you sit this production out." Her brown eyes narrowed, looking over at me. shit. "And possibly the next one." She added, almost as an afterthought.

Double shit.

Nodding in submission, I sighed, making my way back to my seat. As soon as I sat down, the bell rang, causing me to jump. Every bloody time. And it wasn't a quiet bell oh no, this one had to be as obnoxious as possible. Or maybe I was just irritated today. I honestly couldn't even tell anymore. Tossing my things into my bag I had miraculiously remembered today, I grasped Namine's hand, getting ready to go.

"I can't believe this.." I sighed, leading her out the door. Neither one of us had any other classes today, since it was wednesday and we somehow managed a fairly identical schedule as far as classes went. We didn't have many together, but the times were the same at least. I tugged gently, leading her to a cafe right off school campus that we frequented.

"I don't see why you're so upset." Namine said with a sigh, swinging our hands as she looked over at me. "It's a good way to broden your horizons on acting. You always talk about doing that, and now that you have the opprutunity you won't do it."

Of course she couldn't see why I was upset, this had almost nothing to do with her, aside from the fact that I'm her boyfriend and I'm being forced to have it done, and to do it to say the least. It's going to be awkward even looking in Yamada's direction after this.

I pouted, looking over at her. "That's not the point. Did you see everything I have to do? What I have to do to that asshole Yamada? Gods I could die!" I growled, grabbing my head for a moment, before opening the door to the cafe, my other hand lightly propelling Namine forward through the door. Always the gentleman, that was me.

I shook my head, already irritated at everything. I knew that Yamada was going to be an asshole about this whole thing. No matter what I did, it wasn't going to be good enough, and no amount of acting would make it better for him.

Not that I even really cared about pleasing him. Really. I don't. Shut up.

Though Ryou would care about it.

Shut up Sora! I mentally scolded myself, glaring at nothing in particular. The waiter didn't look to happy about that apparently it looked as if I had been glaring at him, but again, I couldn't really bring myself to care. He had picked the wrong day and time to prance over looking so cheery. Ordering something for myself and Namine I sighed, looking away from her. "You don't care about this at all? Your boyfriend has to have sex in every way imagineable with his hated rival, and you don't care."

I saw her lips purse, her lower one indenting slightly as if she was biting it from the inside, before brightening. "Hey, at least I get to watch." She grinned, looking over at me.

"Are you serious? That's all you care about...?" I teased, grinning at her. I couldn't help it. Her grin was infectious. She could probably stop a war or two with those puppy eyes as well. I fell for them every single time.

"Of course." She said, taking a bite from her parfait. "What else would matter?"

This girl was going to be the death of me... Unless Yamada got to it first.

I sat on my bed, staring at the ceiling blankly. I just can't believe it. Professor Lockhart put me in a relationship with Yamada on purpose, and Headmaster Leonhart agreed. What was wrong with this school? Seriously, this had to be against some sort of rule.

Not that anyone here would do anything. I'm pretty sure this town is obsessed about this sort of thing. The girls anyways. And the boy's will be dragged with their girlfriends.

Great.

I was about to be forced into homosexual behavior in front of the entire school.

I could feel my face burning already. This was going to be the worst play I have ever been in. If I even manage to get through rehersals. Touching Yamada in any way is going to be weird as shit, and not going to be happy or fun at all.

I shuddered to myself, my eyes closing as I fought off the mental images of having to touch Yamada...him panting and moaning under me. I shivered again, biting my bottom lip. No, it was a shiver of disgust. I'm disgusted by this and that I might have to touch that pale, perfectly toned body, and run my fingers through that beautifully soft silver hair.

My cell phone vibrated, taking my mind off of where it shouldn't have been going. I have a girlfriend after all. checking my phone, I smiled. Speak of the devil. I opened the text from her, grinning.

Goodnight sweet heart, I'll see you tomorrow. Don't be too upset about the play, I'm sure it'll work out in the end I love you

Quickly texting back an adequate response, I smiled to myself once more. She was definately a good girl. Not something I would want to lose. I mused, yawning to myself, before drifting slowly off.

So there you have it I suppose. Sound interesting enough? gods I hope so xD Review me pretty comments?

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