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God, I have no idea what this class is even about.
Sora sat in his regular seat in his Biology class, listening to his teacher drone on and on about genetics and how they determine the traits you inherited and how you look. If Sora was honest, though, he felt this class was a big waste of time.
Ugh, is she still going on? No one's even listening.
At first, Sora thought he was just complaining, but when he took a look around the room, he saw that every girl in his class was dozed off either sketching, passing notes, or staring directly at him. Even though he had been here for a week, every girl still found him to be the object of their obsession. Frankly, the idea to dress as a girl to disguise himself crossed his mind on a regular basis.
As Sora placed his elbow on his desk and palmed his cheek, his eyes slid over to his neighbor's seat, Kairi. Sora couldn't help but let out a small chuckle when he saw she was struggling just as much as he was to keep her eyes open.
Unfortunately, his small laugh didn't go unnoticed by his teacher, Ms. Lightning. Now, every student at DIFA knew that Ms. Lightning was not their teacher's real name, but she insisted that they refer to her by that or be forced to stand in the corner Sora knew all too well.
"Is there something funny, Mr. Gainsborough?"
Crap.
For some reason, Sora deduced, Ms. Lightning blatantly didn't like him. It wasn't very hard to figure out when he answered a question "wrong" and then, not seconds later, Kairi gave the same answer and got praise for it.
"Uh, no. Just thinking about something else." Sora scratched the back of his head as he always did, earning a quiet squeal from his class.
"I see," Ms. Lightning continued. "Why don't you think about it from the corner, ok?"
-KH-
RING! RING! RING!
Finally, class was over. After standing in the corner for the remaining 25 minutes of class, Sora couldn't wait until he could get back to his room and take a nap. The brunette made his way back to his desk to receive his things as his classmates scurried out.
Sora got to his desk and on his notebook, there was a folded piece of paper laying there for him. Taking it in hand, he checked around the room to see if he could find who left this here. Wait, was it even for him? After waiting for Ms. Lightning to leave, but not before shooting him a glare, Sora unfolded the note.
Inside, it read:
Dear Sora,
I'll be waiting for you, it's about time we meet.
-XOXO Yamato
Must be another one of those.
Since the week Sora had been at DIFA, he was getting quite a lot of mail and letters like these, often asking him to come to a certain place at a certain time. Usually, they were requests, so this specific letter threw the brunette off a little.
No use losing sleep over it.
Sora tucked the letter in his uniform's coat pocket, collected his notebooks and left the class, bound for his room.
As Sora walked through the halls to get to the living quarters, the name, "Yamato" danced through his head. Where had he heard that name before? It seemed so familiar, though he couldn't place a face alongside it. In fact, the only girl he actually knew well was Kairi, and that was only because she was his roommate.
That was another thing, Sora thought. Ever since his second day when Kairi massaged and soothed his shoulder, she started acting different. Before, Sora would get home and Kairi would be waiting for him with some unintentional (at least, he hoped it was) provocative outfit and asked if he needed another massage.
However, by his sixth day, Kairi would just be found sitting on her bed when he returned, studying or doing homework he often neglected. Also, once Sora started receiving more and more letters, Kairi seemed to be getting mad whenever he even had a blush on his face from what some of the girls wrote.
Girls are just weird.
Sora got to his room, inserted the key card, and walked inside. Inside, was Kairi, as usual sitting on her bed, crossed-legged. In all honesty, Sora wished she would be at the cafeteria or something so he could change into shorts and a jersey comfortably.
"Hey." He greeted. "I'm just gonna change and head to the court, you want me to pick you up something on the way back?"
Sora noticed the small smile that graced her face. Even though he knew she hated that he was sought after by every girl, she still was Kairi, and she always would be the damsel-in-distress he had to rescue.
"Yeah. That would be great."
Sora smiled back and continued, "OK, now turn around, I gotta change."
By now, Kairi respected Sora's need for space and came to conclusion that if she truly wanted him to love her, she needed to go about it in a respectable and a smart way. The red-head turned her back to her roommate and she could faintly hear the sound of his belt coming off along with coat landing softly on the bed.
"OK, you can turn around now."
The red-head turned around to see her roommate dressed only in red and black basketball shorts that hung low, exposing his ever-evident v-lines. Sora wore matching black and red shoes with shin-high socks that had a logo depicting something that resembled someone jumping. Even though she knew she was probably drooling, Kairi couldn't care.
No, I can't. Gotta handle this maturely.
Kairi tore her lavender eyes away from Sora just in time for him to meet her eyes.
"Alright," Sora said as he put on his sleeveless jersey. "Whaddya want me to pick you up from the cafeteria?"
"Just a bagel and a bottle of water if it's not too much."
Sora nodded, picked up his basketball from its home at the foot of the bed and made his way out of his room. Before the brunette was out, he stopped and turned his cobalt eyes on Kairi.
"Almost forgot." Sora dropped his ball and walked over to his roommate.
Before she could ask what he forgot, Sora pulled her in close and held her in a tight embrace.
"Thanks. For everything, Kai" He whispered into her ear, leaving her red-faced. However, before she could say, "you're welcome" Sora released her, picked his ball up, and made his way down to the gym.
"He really doesn't get it, does he?"
-KH-
C'mon, Sora. Faster.
Sora sprinted for the dropped ball, ran it back, and took a shot again before repeating the process over, and over, and over again.
Alright, that's five. Now for free throws.
The point-guard slowly walked to the free throw line and readied himself for a his shot. He inhaled slowly, and exhaled just the same. For a moment, the only thing that ever was anything, was him, the ball, and the basketball.
He brought his hands up, extended his shooting arm, and...
A miss.
Damn it.
See, that was the only down side of Sora's shooting ability. Throughout every game, Sora would never miss a shot or layup while under pressure from his defender; if anything, Sora would push even further and find someway to score. Free throws were another matter.
Likewise, every time Sora was given a free throw, he would often freeze up and totally miss the shot by a huge margin. It got so bad that it was the only thing he was better at him at.
Suddenly, Sora heard an unfamiliar voice. "Whew, well that sucked."
Sora turned to see a girl with short, black hair standing behind him with the school's uniform on.
"Well, no one even asked you anyway." Sora spat back. As much as he knew he sucked at free throws, he still didn't like when anyone else knew he sucked.
The girl just looked at the boy with an amused grin stuck on her face. The way this girl carried herself, Sora thought, made it seem like she was better than him. Well, Sora wasn't about to let some chick he was pretty sure didn't know anything about basketball tell him he sucked.
"You know, you could change the form of your shot to get more power behind it. Instead of just staying at a standstill, why don't you try making it a jump shot?"
OK, she did know something about basketball. "But if it's too hard for you, I guess there's no helping." the girl then started walking away before Sora stopped her.
"It's not too hard! Besides, it doesn't matter, I'd still miss."
The black-haired girl made her way to the out-of-bounds line behind the hoop and looked expectantly at Sora.
Sora inhaled another breath and promptly exhaled. He brought his hands up, and this time, jumped off the floor and let the ball fly. It seemed to pass through the air in slow-motion before...
Another miss.
Sora glared at the girl who was still smiling and growled, "See? I told you. Have any other bright ideas?"
"Actually, I do."
Sora was surprised as the girl made her way to Sora with the ball in her hand. She handed the ball to Sora before slipping behind him. She wrapped her arms around Sora's and took hold of his wrists. Admittedly, Sora was very uncomfortable with what was happening. Regardless, Sora let the girl guide his arms upward until she had him in the shooting position she seemed to approve of.
Sora felt the girl move even closer from behind him before he felt her whisper in his ear, "Good, now... shoot it."
Sora took the shot and watched in suspense as the ball performed a high arc before the unmistakable swish the ball made when it came in contact with the net. Astonished, Sora turned around to find a huge smile on the girl's face.
Without thinking, Sora wrapped his arms around the girl and swept her off her feet and spun her in a circle with him.
"Yes! That was awesome!" He screamed.
If Sora actually took time to notice the girl instead of celebrating, he would've seen that the smile was gone from her face, but a dark blush took its place. Sora set the girl down and beamed at her like a kid would during Christmas morning.
"How'd you know that would work?"
The girl didn't give an answer; rather, she couldn't when all thoughts were on how the brunette's lips might taste. It was at this moment when Xion Yamato knew that she would use all her power as president to make sure Sora belongs to her.
"Uh, hello?" Sora waved a hand in front of the blushing girl, snapping her out of her thoughts.
"Oh! Uhm, Sorry."
Sora brushed it off as it was nothing, which it was to him. "Hey, what's your name?"
"Xion. Xion Yamato." Xion extended her arm out to Sora where he grasped it and the pair shook.
Yamato... Wait.
"Hey, you're the one who sent me that letter earlier right?"
Xion smiled like she was glad he finally guessed it.
"Not to be rude or anything, but why?"
Xion thought for a moment, before she opened her mouth and said, "You needed help didn't you?" She gestured to the basketball that fell under the net.
Sora turned and said, "Yeah. I did. I doubt I can pull another shot in that form again, though."
It was true. Sora even felt the difference before he even let the ball fly. It was like, as soon as he got in that new position, he knew the ball would go in nothing but net. All of his other shots, however, always had a slim chance of failure. Slim, mind you, but there was still a chance.
"Then I'll train you." Xion said, snapping Sora out of his thoughts.
"What?" He questioned.
"You need practice to master that shot, right? So, everyday after classes, we'll come here, and we won't stop until you get that shot down."
Is she really serious?
"But," She continued. "I'm not doing this for free, get it?"
"Guess that's fair, how much do you want?"
What she said next, however, threw Sora off-guard.
"You."
The two teens just stared at each other for a moment, Xion with steely, blue eyes, and Sora with lightweight, cobalt eyes.
"Or, more precisely, I need your masculinity."
"I'm sorry, what?"
Xion just face-palmed at the point guard before continuing, "Do you remember who I am Sora?"
Sora only shook his head.
"I am the student-body president, Xion Yamato, and is my job to find new ways to raise money for our class. You are the one I need."
Raising money? What is she talking about? How am I gonna earn money for this class?
"By now," She started again, "I'm sure you've noticed that every girl in this school is just waiting for some alone time with you. Some, you would even say, would pay for it."
Wait, she's practically asking me to be a prostitute!
"No, this is not prostitution, Sora."
Damn, she was good.
"I'm not going to sell your body off without your permission. But, I need you to agree that every fund raising event we host, you will play a big part. Do that, and I'll help you never miss a shot again."
Hmmm, Sora thought. Learn how to never miss a shot again, and be the leading cause of raising money for my class? Maybe then, Mom will actually talk to me again.
"You got a deal."
-KH-
As Sora played with one of his spikes hanging over his face, he didn't hear the fact that rumors of him being available at this year's Spring Carnival at the cost of some money, were circulating around the cafeteria.
Sora was standing in line, waiting to pick up the bagel and water he promised Kairi before he met Xion. Suddenly, the brunette overheard the girls in front of him in line whispering like little children.
"Oh. My. God! I'm so glad I've been saving money, how much do you think I'll get for a fifty?"
"What! Split it with me! It's not fair, if you have more money then you get Sora all to yourself!"
So, I guess I'm a new toy now.
Sora sighed, he kind of learned how to deal with all the girls, but now that he was practically being auctioned off, he felt less than the new Ken doll that girls used to flock around to buy.
It's OK, Sora. Your game will go to new levels, just deal with it.
With that, Sora got Kairi's order, bought an orange juice for him, and made his way back to the building that housed the living quarters, the chatter of him gradually dieing down with every step he made.
-KH-
"Just to give you a fair warning, I'm going to have him." Xion said maliciously.
Kairi just glared at her president as the raven-haired girl sat on Sora's bed while she sat on her own.
"No offense, Xion, but you're wrong. Sora knew me longer than anyone at this school, he wouldn't pick you over me."
The two girls stared at each other, both with indifferent faces, but with their eyes practically blazing with anger.
"Hmm," Xion stood up. "We'll see. Sora wrapped himself around me after he made one shot with my help. Imagine what he'll do after ten."
She had a point, Kairi thought. Sora often became like a child after he hit a new milestone in basketball. If he ended up kissing her because of all her help, he would probably brush it off as just saying thanks. Regardless, Xion would win and the right to have Sora would belong to her.
"You seem to be forgetting, Sora sleeps not ten feet away from me. If I truly wanted, I could get farther with him in one night, than you would in two months."
Xion seemed to take this in stride and started to exit the room. She only stopped after opening the door, "But that would be against the rules, now wouldn't it?" Xion then left, leaving a very angry fuming on her bed.
Not ten minutes later, Sora returned with what he picked up from the cafeteria. Seeing him, Kairi felt relieved, her prince was here.
"Hey, Kai. Here ya go." Sora tossed her water bottle, which she barely caught, and then placed the bagel at the foot of her bed.
"Thanks."
Kairi only watched her roommate as he threw the jersey off, leaving him shirtless with only his basketball shorts on. She couldn't lose this contest, Sora was, by all rights and purposes, hers. She knew Sora before anyone here did, before he was the star player of his basketball team. It was only fair that Sora belonged to her.
Watching her roommate, her eyes grazing over his body. She had a quick idea form in her head. Before Sora could put on a plain white shirt, she stopped him.
"Uhm. Sora. Can you open this please?" Kairi gestured to her water bottle with its cap still tightly on.
"Sure." Sora made his way over to Kairi's bed, reaching over her to pick up the water bottle.
Sora didn't know it, but when he leaned over her, his abs were directly in Kairi's view. Unfortunately for Kairi, it only lasted a second before he stood straight again. Within two seconds, Sora popped the cap off the bottle and handed it to Kairi.
After a quiet thanks, Kairi watched her roommate turn to his bed and put a plain white t-shirt on. "Hey, Sora?"
Without looking, Sora responded. "Yeah?"
"Can you come here for a sec?"
Sora hesitated to turn around. The way Kairi's voice was when she spoke, it was almost as if she was pleading him. It sounded, kind of scared. The brunette turned to Kairi, still sitting on her bed in a crossed-legged position.
"What is it?" Sora made his way to her bedside.
Kairi just patted the bed next to her, signaling for him to sit down. Sora obliged and sat next to his roommate, his eyes spewing concern.
"Are you OK, Kai?"
Kairi brightened visibly when he called her by the nickname he gave her when they were little.
"Sora," She started. "Do you like me?"
Why is her face so red? Of course I like her.
"Of course!" Sora saw Kairi's face light up like the Fourth of July. "You're my oldest friend, aren't you?"
Aaaaaand, the fireworks died out leaving Kairi to just slump her shoulders at her clueless roommate.
"Sora." She said through gritted teeth.
"Kairi? Are you OK? You're kinda shaking."
Although Kairi didn't know it, she was. Hey, it wasn't her fault that the one guy she loves insists on putting every girl in the friend-zone, never to return. Since the red-head was still fuming, she didn't notice Sora move in a little closer until he wrapped his arm around her and pulled her close.
Instantly, Kairi stopped shaking.
"Dang, Kai. You're really cold." He chuckled.
Kairi would have usually said a witty comeback, but because she was otherwise occupied with Sora, she just continued to blush profusely into her roommate's chest.
Sora then started to stroke Kairi's velvet hair, taking notice in how her shoulders relaxed immensely when he started. It wasn't long after that her breathing became slow and her eyes closed.
Did she... fall asleep?
Sora turned Kairi's head to see his and found out she was indeed sleeping.
Haha, Kairi looks cute when she's sleeping. Better tuck her in then.
As Sora started to move away, he felt Kairi's grip tighten around him before she muttered a sleepy, "No."
"Kairi." He whispered. "I need to get to sleep."
"Then sleep." She muttered.
It was just then, when the thought of just falling asleep next to Kairi and cuddling with her all night crossed his mind.
NO.
Quickly, Sora moved from behind Kairi and gently laid her head on her pillow before rushing into his covers himself.
Whew, that was close.
Sora turned to face the other side of the room, his back to Kairi. Soon after, the brunette fell asleep.
Unbeknownst to him, Kairi was still very much awake, small feelings of anger bubbling up.
"Damnit," She breathed out. "So close."
A/N: Woooooow, I've been dreading to write this chapter for some reason. Oh well, it's done! So, I want to thank all of you for Reading and Reviewing this story, it makes me sooo happy! Also, in regards to who will be in the Harem, you all know it will include Kairi, Xion, and Namine. However, many of you have given me some very good advice and ideas on who I should add. At this point, the characters that will be introduced in this story are a secret, so guess you gotta keep reading! PM me or write in the Reviews anything you guys would like to see added!
Till next time, Read and Review guys!
-AJ Out.
