SUMMARY:Sora is accepted into the prestigious, Yume Academy. Where his life changes from bad to worse when he gets on the wrong side of the famous/infamous "E5", a group of the most powerful, rich, and handsome boys... From too many love triangles to too many unfortunate circumstances, how can one cope? SRL, CL, etc.
Author's Note: The main idea came from the manga Hana Yori Dango. There will be a few things that will be similar, but a major part of it doesn't coincide with the manga. I insist that you read the manga if you like this fanfic.
WARNING: Yaoi if you are in some way disturbed or you don't like yaoi please turn back now. People who will flame me because of this will be laughed at. And there will be some Out of Character because of plot purposes.
Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts. It belongs to its respectable owners, Squarenix and Disney. Hana Yori Dango belongs to Yoko Kamio.
If words within the quotes are like this then that means it's a foreign language.
Enigma
Chapter 1: A Difficult Situation
I'm on my way to my homeroom in Yume Academy in Traverse Town. It's an ultra private school for the children of high society. I'm not one of those children, fortunately. I admit there are times when I want to have money and all, but these people are just ridiculous. They spend way too much money for brand names and buy so many things they don't even need. I don't even know why they don't use their money for something productive. Worst of all I hate the way they act. They just throw things without even a care and insult commoners as if we are trash. They use their power immorally. Especially the infamous E5. They are the worst.
There are times when I don't even know why I go to this academy. Well, it did have its advantages. First of all, I don't have to pay a single cent on my tuition, books, and uniform too. Second, the teachers are very good at what they do. Third, they even paid for my transportation since I lived on the other side of town. It's usually just the tuition that's free but I'm a special case. You see, I'm wanted by every first-rate high school because they say I'm a genius. The head of the entire school board of Traverse was the one who decided which school I was going to go to, since each principle for every school battled it out for me. It was actually pretty amusing.
"Sora! Sora! You're listening to me, ya?"
I didn't even notice that someone was walking with me. I was probably thinking too hard. "I'm sorry. What were you saying?"
"I just wanted to know if you're going to try for blitz, ya."
This is Wakka. He is also here by scholarship. Not the kind I have, but for sports. If a school needs someone athletic, hard worker, and a team player then they need Wakka. He is very out-going and he's quite popular since he led the team to victory last year when he was only a first year student. No one in the history of Yume Academy accomplished what he did. For some reason he keeps on making me try-out for every sport that he does. We went to the same middle school so, he knew that I'm pretty good.
"I'm sorry to say but I cannot. You know that I have a job. I won't have time." I wouldn't mind joining the team, but I have so much to do in so little time.
He seems disappointed, but he uttered a really quick "ya." In just a few moments we arrived in our homeroom. Yume Academy has another different trait. Instead of the students going from class to class in the mornings it's the teachers who do that. Then after lunch we have our electives and foreign language where the students are the one that goes from class to class. What in the world is all this noise?
"Hey, Wakka, why is everyone so loud? It's bothersome," I said to my companion.
"It's because we have the E5 in our class, ya," he muttered. Then glanced at the center of the class.
"We should go celebrate," I sarcastically said. He rose one of his eyebrows at me. "What is it?" I asked.
"They're right here Sora. They might here you," was his whisper.
"I don't really care if they hear me or not," I said coldly.
Squall 'Leon' Lionhart, Cloud Strife, Riku Kurayami, Gippal Neuri, and Sepheroth Kurayami makes up the E5. The five of them are the most powerful, rich, and handsome boys in the school. Words can't even say how much I despise the very ground they walk on. I have every reason to hate them. It's not jealousy I assure you. I just don't agree in the way they do everything. They'll do anything to get what they want, and if someone stands up to them, they make that someone's life miserable until he/she transfer to another school. They warn you at first by putting a red slip in your locker. I want to help any unfortunate person that gets in their bad side, but there's nothing I could do. The teachers look the other way when something happens and the principle can't do a thing either because their parents are powerful. The E5 never gets punished in anything they do. Even though the thing they do is a crime. However, I think Leon is different. Sometimes I see him pick up the garbage cans Sepheroth kicked or things the others throw. He also never pick fights. I know it's little but at least he tries.
"Ladies and gentlemen please get back to your seat." the teacher raised her voice for everyone to hear. She has her black hair in a bun and she is wearing a long black dress that shows off her dangerous curves. "Thank you. I'm Edea Matron. The rest of you can call me Ms. Matron. All of you high socialites are in for a difficult year in this class. I will not go easy on you just because you are rich. If you disturb my class in any way, shape, or form you will face the consequences. Understood?" A grumble of 'yes' can be heard through out the class. I looked over at my right in the center of the class and saw the E5 with frowns on their pretty boy faces. I'm beginning to like her already.
"Everyone get your history books out while I take role." The class was unusually quiet. A pin drop could be heard if a pin does drop.
"Kashino? Sora Kashino?" she looks surprised when she said my name. I wonder why.
"Present."
"Hmm... I expect great things from you Kashino. Don't let me down,"
"Of course not Ms. Matron," I said in perfect Italian. Oh, by the way, I'm fluent in six languages. Which are English, Japanese, Italian, Spanish, French, and Portuguese. She smiled down at me and continued with her role call. I wonder why she spoke Italian to me though, this is history not foreign language. Then, I noticed every one glancing at me, even the E5 were. Haven't they heard people speak Italian before? Imprudent rich kids.
After that nothing remotely entertaining happened. She gave us the syllabus and then we started reading about the Taber Era. I already knew all that so I just watched the clouds go by outside the window. This is how I usually spend my class time. Looking out the window, doodling, or finishing homework in class so I won't have to do it after school because I'm usually busy with my job.
First period through fourth period came and gone. By the time lunch was offered to us I was delighted beyond belief. My stomach was calling out for all kinds of food.
"Sora! Over here!" I hear Selphie calling out my name in the cafeteria. When I say cafeteria I bet you're thinking rectangular tables with benches. Well, it's not really like that. The cafeteria should be called a restaurant. There is a big circular table in the middle and on the outskirts there are smaller circular tables. I think you can guess who sits in the big table. Yup, you're right, E5 and their cronies. The tables are covered with blue and white satin sheets. Which are the school colors. It really amazes me how nice everything looked when most people here are rotten to the core.
"Sora, are you okay?" Selphie asked with worry. Selphie is really nice. She's childish, energetic, and friendly. She's the heir to the Tilmitt Enterprise. I think she's the only rich girl that I actually like. Ever since high school started it was she, Wakka, and I. They have other friends of course, but they weren't mine. I don't really like their other friends so I don't acknowledge them. Friendly, aren't I?
"I'm fine Selph." She worries about other people more than she worries about herself. That's one of the things I like about her. She is self-less. Then I looked around the small circular table and saw two of her friends but I couldn't find Wakka. That's a first. The three of us always eat lunch together with their other friends. "Hey, Selphie, where's Wakka?"
"I'm not sure. He should here by now. He told me he forgot something in his locker. So, he's probably there...do you want me to go check on him?"
"Oh, no, I don't want you to go through the trouble. I'll do it myself. I have this nagging feeling within me to check if he's okay or not. So, I'll just go. Wait for me, okay?"
"Okay! And I'm sure he's fine." I nodded then I turned and left.
So, where's Wakka's locker again? Oh, that's right it's in the third floor in C wing. So, I took the stairs until I was at the third floor, and I took a turn to my left and hold and be hold there's Wakka.
"Wakka! There you are I was wondering where you were."
"Ah, hi man."
"C'mon hurry up let's go. I'm starving." I emphasized the starving part and he laughed.
"Let's go, ya."
Once we got to the stairs, Wakka slipped on the second step down and he stumbled and oh no he can't stop rolling. He's going to roll right into...oh shit! He rolled into Sepheroth and all of his lackeys are here to witness everything! Oh great, this is just great.
"Ow, that hurt, ya." He finally looked up and then it dawns on him, "I...I...I'm sorry," I've never heard Wakka stutter. In all my years as his friend, never once did I hear him stutter like that, and that look in his face. He's so scared.
"You do know what to expect don't you?" Sepheroth's voice was so harsh. Oh, no he's talking about the red slip. Who in the world does he think he is?
"He apologized did he not and it was an accident." I made my voice as cold as his. I don't think it worked since I can feel the intensity of his glare. The other four was just there, watching as everything unfolds to their pretty little eyes.
"So? He still made me fall and my clothes are dirty now. I don't have to justify myself to you, low-life." Okay, that's it. I've had enough. Polite, kind, and intelligent Sora is taking a break. It's time to come out of my shell.
"Who the hell do you think you are? You think you're so high and mighty just because you're rich. Well , let me break it to you ass-wipe. You are nothing. The only reason the rest of you can strut around like princes is because of your fathers' names. None of you have ever lift a finger to have all your money. So, you have no right to do what you do. When you finally sweat for something you have then you can open that big mouth of yours!"
His glare intensified if that's even possible and the rest of the E5 looked stunned. Except for Squall. I don't think he ever shows any emotion. But that doesn't matter at the moment.
"Expect your life to tragically change." He smirked and the rest of them left. Oh shit. What did I just do?
Fifth through seventh period went by faster than I thought it would. I'm dreading to go to my locker but I have no choice. Everyone was making a path as I walked. What is this the re-creation of the miracle of the Red Sea? As I reached out my hand to open my locker, I saw Wakka at the corner of my eyes. Just as I opened my locker Wakka left, and there right before my eyes is a red slip.
I saw the E5 a few feet from me and they were laughing. Those egotistical jerks thought this was funny!
"Friendship within the commoners are easily broken. Don't you agree Sora?" Sepheroth asked me with that stupid smirk on his face. I just glared at him.
"How long do you think he'll last? I give him two weeks." Cloud stated.
"I say one week. Riku?" Gippal said.
"A month. How about you Squall?"
"I don't really care." he said deadpan.
"Then, we can't bet..." Gippal sadly said.
Those pompous ass think this is a game to them, and he says he doesn't care. How can he not care, those jerks. Well, they have another thing coming. If they think they can do this to me. Well, they are absolutely wrong. Never mess with a genius.
I didn't want to copy their slip thing and I barely have time to think about anything creative. So, I took my bottle of water in my locker and gave them a splash. They look sexy when they're wet. Mind. Out. Of. Gutter. Now!
"That is my declaration of war!"
Author's Note: I know Sora isn't very Sora-ish but I can't let him be the sweet, innocent, and naive Sora we all know and love in this fic. If people like this fic I'll continue so ...
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