Ooh! Thankzors for all the reviews! (grins) stupid thing deleted my symbols...rooar...so anyways. Thanks and here's the next chap. I hope you all like it just as much! And please R&R, thanks! Its still me btw, I juss changed my name.

THIS CHAPTER IS FOR... ZANISHA, CHIBIPANDACHAN, YUME-YUME, THEQUIETGENIUS and SKILLS-WITH-A-Z...THANK YOU!

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SUGAR HIGH by HEART x I V E Y
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CHAPTER TWO: of RUMOURS
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Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh -ooh, shiny penny- shit.

Yuffie walked down the sidewalk. She wasn't sure whether it was regret or what, but something was on her mind. Something that did not involve fanta or boogers or penguins- suprise, shock, le gaspé, el gaspo. And she had no idea what to do, because even if her actions were stupider and randomer than usual...she realized that there was no regret at all in her mind.

The only things she had to wonder were, how the whole school would react...how Sora really felt...and of course -we can't forget- how elephants pick their noses.

But, anyways.

Rumours...in a nutshell, most teenagers in high school love rumours, like flowers love cow-poopie. Bored little teenie boppers with their otherwise boring lives, love and live for these flying bits of information, flying around like crack-high druggies in their minds or little puffy weed things on summer days- and eat them up like babies suckling formula-infested milk.

Oh yeah. GREAT place to waste four years of life, huh?

So Yuffie felt really awkward as she went on her way to school. She distracted herself from what was surely to come, by staring at the pretty colored graffiti that was on the sidewalks- it LOOKED like chalk, but it really wasn't (But it really WAS!)...and therein lies the paradox. Hehehe.

As she pondered the existential realism behind her stripey soxxors that roxxors. She saw the school about five minutes away, and sighed to herself. Great. Everyone will bug me about yesterday, and they'll tease me about running away after what happened. She'd been damn thankful that the courtyard had many doors, and for bringing a bike that day!

Immediately the first person to see was Sora at the front of the school. He was talking to Kairi and looked a little awkward- she couldn't blame him. Like the awesome ninja she was, she crept through the bushes to listen in on the conversation...

"...with yuffie now?"

"I wouldn't have it any other way."

"I see how it is...Sora, I know you're just trying to get me jealous!"


"..."

She watched with her wide azel eyes as Kairi flounced away all pissy. And it's pretty clear why. While Sora's gaze was turned, she crept in to make it seem like she had just walked up. And even though her mind was doubtful, her heart leapt in its kangaroo-ish way at seeing his smile when he saw her.

"YUffie-" but she cut him off.

Bowing her head down in an embarassed way, she went red. Tomatoes, firetrucks, flames, traffic lights- all of the above. "I'm sorry about yesterday." she said quickly. "I didn't mean to- and-"

"No, Yuffie, don't say that." he said. She was shocked to see him smiling in the caring way, and had to smile too. "Really. I mean...I know we're best friends and all, but that doesn't mean it can't work, right?"

Her eyes went wider. "You mean?"

He pulled her into a hug, and she felt the butterflies and moths, and all form of migrating whatever-taht-type-of-insect-is-called in her stomach. And she wrapped her arms around him, feeling like she'd never been so

...complete.

Still, in the back of her mind, she knew that he might only be trying to make Kairi feel jealous. But she wanted so badly for him to feel the same way she did, so badly though her stubborn ninja mindset denies it...so badly, that as long as he's playing pretend, she'll make-believe too.

- ch2 fin!

i couldn't get any1 to beta this so there may be errors. sorry...