Yeah Chapter 2! The reason for this one chapter after the next is because I am at home sick, Kiwi and I aren't fighting and well the bunnies kept multiplying. See this is what happens when two bunnies love each other and decided to have lots of baby bunnies. Anywho enjoy!

Disclaimer: I –sniff- own nothing but the plot and Kiwi, even though he says's he's a free muse.

My Next Door Teacher

"Okay, so what kind of GPA did you have at your old school?" Sora tapped the end of the pencil to the corner of his mouth.

The two of us were sitting Indian-style around the coffee table in the small living room. My school forms lay scattered all over the place, most of them done. But then again we had spent all effing morning working on the damn things with only one lunch break.

I raised a brow and thought hard as I slumped forward onto the table, "I don't remember. Put 3.592. It was around that I know. They don't need the exact number, anyway." Pausing I filled in the spot for my age, the last question on this very personal sheet of information. "Why do they need to know all this stuff anyway? Does my blood type really affect my ability to learn?"

"No. But the board of education is a bunch of old men, who aren't married and can't get laid, so by having teenagers fill all this in they know who to go after. Bunch of stalkers if you ask me." With a laugh he threw another sheet of paper in the direction of the complete pile by the tv.

The room was silent for a moment as we both sighed to ourselves at a job well done. Okay, so maybe if we were sighing to the room was silent, but it was pretty darn close. And it stayed that way till Sora began laughing.

"When ever Riku and I finish something big, we always head down to the Accessory Shop. Wanna go?"

Sure, I'd spent three months here every year since I was two, but I'm not up to date on everything. Most of the time we'd just hang out at Sora's parent's house or at the beach so when he suggested this place I was downright confused. "Huh?"

"The Accessory Shop. It's a small ice-cream parlor in the First District of Travers Town. It's only 15 minutes away by train, and we need to go to Travers Town anyways. We have to get these forms to the school office by three. So why not stop by and get some ice-cream. It's free." I watched as Sora rose from his seat and began gathering all my papers, putting them all into one neat pile.

Ice-cream did sound good but, "How come it's free?"

"Riku knows the store manager. Used to live next door to him. He's a nice guy really. Goes by Cid. Loves Riku to death and gives him and me free ice-cream." He paused and smiled at me. "Come on, Roxas. Besides you need to get used to living here. That and maybe Riku will be down by the shop." He added with a smile.

Okay, Sora was right about that. I mean getting used to being here, not about Riku. Blowing at some of my blonde bangs that had fallen into my face, I nodded. I mean what could getting some ice-cream do to hurt? It was just ice-cream, right?

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Turns out that stopping by the Accessory Shop wasn't such a good idea. Not that the ice-cream was bad, no it's great. I know cause I got seconds and some to go. The bad this was the Accessory Shop it located in the First District, which turns out to be this really huge shopping center. It has all kinds of malls, all kinds of shops and cafes, all kinds of restaurants', arcades, clubs, and parks.

And, well, the high school is in the Second District, which is just a bunch of schools and apartments and high-class business. Anywho, on foot it takes a whole twenty minutes to run from First to Second District and it just so happened that Riku was at the shop.

Not that that's bad. I'm glad Sora got to hang out with his lover, but we ended up sitting down to talk and now it's ten till three. And were not ever close to the school yet. That and the sea-salt ice-cream I have it melting from all this running.

"Why couldn't we have just taken the freakin' bus?" Riku panted as he ran alongside Sora and me.

Good point. Why didn't we take a bus? That would have been so much faster then running. And a lot less tiresome and it's wouldn't be melting my ice-cream.

"Broke. No money. Bus…" Sora panted turning a sharp corner, "Needs ten cents per person."

"Ten cents, you can get that and some by looking down when you walk. God!" As Sora and Riku verbally fought with each other I tried paying attention to where the hell I was going. Where we even going in the right direction? I mean the only things I saw were large fenced in buildings. Wait, this fence had a sign. Something…something…high. High?!

"Is that the school?" I asked pointing to a building. It was large, and I mean large. From here it looked like it had three stories! That's as big as the as the apartment building we live in! Two storied taller than my old school. Plus a fence, and trees that weren't dead or dying.

Sora nodded, his fighting with Riku while running seemed to take his breath away, and not in the way you'd want. He pointed to the left were a large set of black gates were open. He made another hand sign and picked up some speed.

Now I was okay at sports. I knew how to play soccer, football, tennis and all those other sports you tend to play in gym class, I just don't like them. Simply put. I'm more of a math kid. It's easy for me, so I like it. Sora on the other hand. Well one word, track.

"Slowing down here!" I called as Riku and Sora seemed to get further and further away. They looked back at me and shook their heads. Those jerks! I swear I will never help them with their math homework!

Sora waved his arm at me, the one holding the envelope filled with my school forms. "We'll meet you inside. Running out of time! Can't wait!" He paused to take a breath. At this time Riku shot a quick look back at me. "Meet you inside!"

"Wash your hand!"

Wash my hand? What the hell does that mean? I don't know what Sora sees in Riku. Sure he's tall, and has a nice body. Okay, so maybe that silver hair of his is very attractive, but I mean he can be a real ass when her wants to. But then again who can't. Sighing, I brought my hand up to my mouth to finish off what was left of my ice-cream only to find, I was just holding an empty pop-sickle stick. Damn it! That's what he meant.

"Crap!" I threw the blue stained pop-sickle stick to the ground as I came to a stop. I'd make up for my littering now by picking up some piece of trash later. Right now I needed to get this blue mess of my hand. Sighing I began walking towards the school.

"I saw that." Some voice from behind me said. Please don't be a teacher; please don't be a teacher.

I bent down and picked up the pop-sickle stick. "Sorry about that." I laughed nervously and scratched the back of my head (with my non-blue hand people, come on). I didn't bother to turn around to face him; maybe he'd just come to me.

"Bull shit, I saw you throw it." I listened as he walked closer to me. "Lying is a sin, kid." He continued walking till he was in front of me, and I swear if this guy was a teacher, he was pretty good looking. "Give it here." He held out his hand waiting.

What was I? Some dog. No-way! If this guy wanted something he had to be nice and ask not demand. I tried to glare up at him, seeing as how he was a good six inches taller then me, it was a bit hard. And his deep green eyes just made me hand is right over.

As he took my trash, our hands never touched, and it was odd because part of me wanted to feel his skin. With a smiled he held the stick at one end in front of his face. Reached into the pocket of his tightly fitting black coat, he pulled out a lighter.

Okay.

Raising an eyebrow at me, I watched at he lit the pop-sickle stick on fire. The blue stained wood burst into red and yellow flames. It stayed that way for a moment before his slender fingers dropped the end it held. I watched, as it seemed to fall in slow motion, the flame creeping up it, burning it all the way till when it hit the ground then it was only ash.

Okay, no matter how cool that was this guy was…well different. Not in the weird different, like this one guy back in Twilight Town who…well let's not get into him. But h was the good different. He had caught my attention and I liked it. The aura this guy had was exciting and oddly warm and comforting.

"You know you really shouldn't burn things on school grounds." I said, my eyes finally leaving his smirking face and moving to his black boots. Feeling watched my eyes darted back and forth from his feet to mine. Why did I suddenly feel so much like a kid, like I had nothing to worry about and that this man, whom I didn't even know, was someone I could trust.

Why did my body feel like I wanted to just hug him and tell him that I really missed my friends and mum back home, even though I hadn't thought of them for the past day. Why did I suddenly feel so shy when I knew he was smiling down at me.

"And you shouldn't be littering. Hmm? So I'll keep your secret if you keep mine." At this point I made a mistake. I looked up at him. His smile was more of a friendly smirk as he brought a slender finger to his lips, "Deal."

His green eyes snapped at me, and all I could do was nod.

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