He walked into the room and every set of eyes, some more quickly than others, rose to scan his figure in the doorway. He stepped past them all, eyeing a seat in the back of the room next to an angle-faced girl with glossy red hair. She'd grown it out over the summer, and it reached her shoulders now. Here blue eyes lit up at the sight of him and she stood up to give him a hug, only to be stopped by his lips instead. Falling out of the kiss, she giggled, saying, "Not in front of everyone!"

"Since when have you cared?" he asked his fingers lingering teasingly on the edge of her skirt's waistband. She blushed and kissed him somewhat shyly before sitting back down. He stepped away, taking his own seat just seconds before the teacher walked in.

Eyes that had been on him and his best friend turned to the front of the room at the instructor's entrance; those that didn't look away had their attention quickly redirected to the front when their eyes met with his cold, blue-eyed glare.

The teacher went on to do attendance, calling out the names of various students in alphabetical order. "Selphie…Wakka...Tidus…Kairi…" The names of acquaintances and friends slipped over him with out effect.

"Kairi?" the teacher called again, looking out over the crowd of students.

"Yeaaah…" the girl he had kissed droned out. She had a lazy look in her eyes, he noticed, the spark of seeing him again gone. Feeling his eyes on her, she turned and caught his gaze. The girlish, innocent spark returned, and she smiled.

"…ra? Sora?"

His gaze slid icily to the front of the room, but the image of that glint in Kairi's eye still lingered in his mind.

Annoyed at being interrupted, he snapped, "What?" The man simply sighed, not wishing to get into an argument, and continued down the list. Sora leaned back in his chair, cockily showing how pleased he was with his teacher's submission.

He ran his fingers sexily through his spiky brown hair. He inclined his head towards Kairi and asked half-caringly, "You have fun this summer?" He opened an eye towards her and waited for her response; a boyish- yet arrogant- smirk sliding into his face.

"Isn't that a stupid question to ask?" giggled Kairi, throwing a casual and equally sexy smile his way.

"Don't tease me."

A mischievous glare flickered in her eye as she said, "Oh, I'll show you teasing…" And his eyebrow to rose in curiosity.

Turning her attention nonchalantly back to the front of the room, she bit her nail playfully and reached down to her bare ankle, running her fingers lightly up her perfectly shaped, tanned legs. She tugged her skirt up at the hem and slinked it up to her hip, revealing what Sora knew to be a black, lacey thong. He felt a stirring inside him as memories involving that particular pair of underwear came to mind…

Kairi, on the other hand, wasn't done. With a silent giggle, she let the skirt drop and licked her fingertip slowly instead, leaning her head back as she trailed her hand down her neck all the way to her chest delicately, giving him seductive glances all the way. Sora's stomach fluttered and he felt that growing feeling down below again. More images and memories of the two of them together that summer flashed though is head. On the pier at midnight…on the beach at Destiny…in the tree house…at his place…at hers… "Kairi, stop it!" he hissed over to her. She smiled deviously at him, knowing exactly what she was doing.

"What, something wrong?" she asked surprised, eyes wide with childish innocence, "Need me to help with something…?"

"Maybe…"

She raised her hand, asking naively to go to the bathroom. Sora watched her legs, hips and mainly her ass as she walked out of the room, catching a sexy look thrown his way as she passed through the doorway. He waited for the teacher to resume class for a moment before throwing up his hand and asking to be excused. The professor gave him a suspicious look and glanced out in the hallway. Kairi had obviously disappeared down the hall because the teacher motioned him towards the door.

Sora headed towards the girls bathrooms, looking for the head of mahogany hair quickly in the empty stalls. Not finding her, he went into the boys' bathroom only to be grabbed and pressed against the wall.

Bingo.

Kairi's lips were on his faster than the thought had fully formed, and the couple found themselves stumbling over to the one handicapped stall and sloppily locking the door. Kairi's hand was already down his pants and his up her shirt. He loved the way she would bite at his lip or pull at his hair when they made out and then completely give herself to him, only to tease and pull away a moment later. When she did this though, an article of clothing was generally removed. In this case, it was her tank top. She took a step back from him and undid the trail of little hooks down the front before throwing it aside and pulling the pink one underneath over her head and adding it to the pile. He was in the process of unbuttoning his own white shirt when her arms slipped around his neck and she jumped up, wrapping her legs around his waist. He caught her, hands laced together under her ass; a quick smile caught his lips just before hers did. She expertly slipped a toe through the belt loop on his cargo pants, giving thema little tug and pulling them down easily. Sora unclipped the back of her bra with one hand and held her to him with the other. Kairi's bra slipped up above her perfectly shaped C-cup breasts. Sora licked around her areola before biting very gently on her right nipple.

Kairi moaned, "And you call me a tease…" she whispered.

Suddenly, the door to their stall was pushed open. Kairi yelped in surprise and embarrassment. Sora set her down and quickly pulled up his pants. A tall boy with luminous, shaggy, silver hair stood in the doorway. He was wearing black buckled combat boots, baggy black cargo pants that were slung low on his hips, and a black, ripped, loosely knit sweater that showed several small glimpses of his light, creamy skin. He had artfully applied the slightest bit of black eyeliner, which gave his teal-blue eyes an attractively harsh contrast.

"Sora, I presume?" he asked, his voice deep and enticing.

"Who the fuck are you!?" Sora demanded, annoyed. Sora's fingers swiftly and effortlessly buttoned up his white shirt. Behind him, Kairi was a deep crimson as she hooked the tiny clasps on her outermost white tank top.

"I was sent to bring you back to the classroom. The teacher said you might be busy with some girl…"

"I asked you a fucking question," Sora snapped, protectively holding Kairi's hand behind him. The teachers were talking about him and Kairi too now…great.

"Riku," the boy said over his shoulder as he headed for the door. He paused at the entrance to the bathroom. He turned then, eyes narrowed almost threateningly and gleaming with something dangerous. Looking at Sora as if he was the only person there, he said, "By the way, you're supposed to show me around the school, not how to fuck. I already know how to do that quite well."

Sora's cheeks flushed and Kairi's red face deepened even further as the door closed behind the cool, collected, gothic boy.

The bathroom was silent for a moment before Sora spat out, "Fuck!" and kicked the door to the stall they had been in. Kairi touched his arm, and he turned to her. Softly, she said, "Don't worry about it. He's a nobody anyways."

Sora nodded in agreement, but Riku's eyes had unsettled him. Something had managed to shake the most popular and confident boy in the entire school to his core, a concept that furthered his unsettlement.

He led Kairi out of the stall, past the now-dented door and into the hallway. They headed back to the classroom, her hand cupped in his up until the door where Kairi let go and entered before him. He waited a minute or two before following, waiting for all the eyes to be on him again.