IMPORTANT AUTHORS NOTE;
A/N: Ok here's the deal, all the characters look like they did in KH II. I'll still describe them, but my describing skills suck. So if you can't get a clear picture, that is what they look like. Like the did in KH II. Thanks to PINK-destroys-familys for your review.
Warnings: Curses, Yaoimale/male relationships, non-graphic nudity, violence, blood, gore . . .
Pairings: see previous chapter.
Riku sighed for the fifth time that class period. The teacher had finished with the pictures and was lecturing again. He let his thoughts wander onto the real problem at hand. He was a junior and it would be his final year next year, and if he didn't pass this class, this year, he wouldn't graduate next year.
'If only I could get through on looks alone' he thought, only half jokingly.
Riku's skin was creamy and fair, and his skin was clean, which was a little weird considering he was sixteen, the middle years of acne. He was muscular, but not bulky like some guys got, he was slim, slender even. His eye's were aqua. He was five-ten, though it looked like he was still growing. His hair was the best thing of his appearance. It was silver, almost white and it stopped at his upper back, at his shoulder blades. Pieces of hair hung in front of his eyes, obscuring his eyes' from view. Pieces at the sides of his face stopped a little past his jaw line, naturally layered.
He was wearing a black sleeveless vest zipped up to his collar bone. Over it he was wearing a sleeveless jacket, that was a little longer then the black vest, unzipped. The jacket was white with light yellow inside. On the bottom there was a blue strip with light yellow under neath it. He was wearing loose jeans with two big pockets, and it was held up with a studded belt.
The bell suddenly rang, knocking Riku out of his thoughts. Riku very nearly sighed again, but it was cut short by the teacher beckoning him to the front of the classroom. He took too long hesitating, deciding weather or not to run, and the teacher had already walked over.
"Now Riku, we both know you're failing, and you can't afford to, so I've decided a major project is in order. I want you to research and then write a paper on Sora and his adventures. I don't want the usual stuff either. I want a detailed report of Sora's personal life, his personality, and his adventures, got it?"
Riku gaped open mouthed at his teacher. It would be near impossible to get the dirt on Sora's personal life. The only records were about Sora's adventures, and Sora had disappeared off the face of the worlds, and it was unlikely he had chosen Earth to hide out on, considering there was numerous other wrolds, not to mention much more interesting worlds, like The Land of Dragons, to hide out on.
Brushing the teacher off with a brief, short nod, he picked up his stuff and high-tailed it out of there. Luckily, history was his last class, so he was free to leave school grounds. He stopped briefly at his locker to stuff his books in and grab his plain black book bag. After that he went to the schools parking lot and walked over to a blue and silver Suzuki It was a 2006 Suzuki: GSX-R 1000 and it had been his birthday present. He was loaded, or at least his parents were, and he was damn proud of it.
Twenty minutes later and he was at his house.
The house was two stories high, not including the attic and basement. The driveway was one of those that made a horseshoe away from the house. Riku parked in front of the steps to the house. His parents wouldn't be home till later, probably not until tonight.
Riku almost sighed at that, but he figured he had already did enough sighing to last a lifetime. He rushed up the stairs and pulled opened the door and simply dumped his book bag inside, next to the door and then shut the door quietly and ran back to his Suzuki.
No need to alert the hired help to his presence. It was a pain in the ass, 'cause they usually insisted that he stay at the house a while. No, instead he was going to go cruising a little.
"Maybe something interesting will happen" he mused out loud.
Little did he know, in the next hour, his life would change dramatically fast.
