Just to make sure everyone understands this so there is no confusion: Sora/any character might be OOC, mostly because this is an AU as most people could guess.
Oh and DON'T DO DRUGS!
Ok now that the public service message is out of the way, let's begin.
Chapter 3: Behind the shadows.
Kairi Nomura stared at Sora with such an intense hatred that could've lighted the entire room. She didn't understand his obsession for trying to make her life a living hell, all Kairi knew was the moment she met Sora she knew he was bad news. The worst thing is; he seemed to get away with everything, she still did not believe he was able to rig her locker just as she thought of the idea to test it. Kairi turned back to her plate of food; she stared at it as if it could come to life and tell her that 'hey maybe one day he'll leave you alone, maybe one day he'll just disappear.'
Yeah right, Kairi thought as she lowered her head, uncertain of why she comes to school anymore. Tidus, Wakka, and Riku both came out of the nurse's office with small bruises and cuts, but their pride and dignity were wounded.
"I can't believe it… how did he know?" Riku muttered, and Kairi nodded.
"I know, I had only thought of testing the locker then and there!"
Riku looked at her apologetically, "Actually, I meant how he knew about what I was planning for Rikku tonight. So much for the surprise…"
Wakka pounded his hand on the table, "Damn Sora! Why is he always hounding on us like that?!"
Namine lifted her head up a little and said in a quiet voice, "He is very rude."
Tidus folded his arms, "He's rude to us, but he never picked on you Namine."
Which was quite true, Sora had never really played any pranks on her. However he wasn't exactly friendly to her either, he was gruff, uncaring and soulless to her. Sora reminded Namine of a character she made in a story, he was the reaper; a soul sucking monster that thrives on pain. Namine wasn't as vocal or stood out like her sister did; maybe that's why Sora never teased her? Was it because he only preyed on the people who were popular?
Two more people had approached the table where the group sat at, one boy had brown hair and the girl with him did as well.
"Hi, I heard what Sora did in the halls today," The girl frowned, "He got away with it again?"
Kairi nodded, "I can't believe the teachers can't see through his lies Aerith."
Aerith nodded, "It seems unfair that you have to suffer, you never did anything to anyone."
Tidus growled, "It's people like Sora who make the world almost unbearable!"
The brown hair boy scoffed, "I hate saying this… and I really do, but he is even worse than Seifer."
"But Leon, Seifer is feared by every Senior in the school," Kairi said, "How is Sora worse?"
Leon sighed, "Sora is feared by Juniors, Seniors, and even the teacher faculty are a little intimidated by him."
Wakka gasped, "That's crazy man! How can one guy be feared by the entire school?"
Leon frowned, "Sora has. Everyone in this school is scared of him. Even Seifer himself praises Sora."
Aerith sighed, "Seifer taught Sora, him and his little group. Of course a teacher would want to praise his student, Seifer is proud of his 'accomplishments'."
Kairi looked across the lunchroom and didn't see Sora anymore, which was fine to her however it didn't change the hellhole that Sora was making for her. She wished that someday someone would put the asshole in his place, but it didn't seem to happen. There seemed to be no such things as heroes with people like Sora.
Sora loved motorcycles. He had a dirt bike as well as his own cycle he couldn't wait for the day he could be on the road with. Sometimes during or after school he would get his dirt bike and race someone on the dirt paths, and that's just what he was doing now. Sora approached his dirt bag and leaned on his bike, he gave a cocky smile to his competition as Tifa walked up in front of the two bikers, her white tie on top and dark blue jeans defiantly caught the boy's attention (poor Tifa, Sora thought, being unintentionally sexy must be hard on her).
"Ok boys," Tifa said, "You know the rules; first to make it to the finishing line gets bragging rights for a whole year."
Sora and the second racer nodded, the two of them started their bikes. Tifa held out a white flag (there were some wolf whistling in the crowd, apparently they mistaken the white flag for her top.), held out three fingers and lowered them one at a time.
Three…
Sora revved his bike up and did a mental check to make sure his helmet was secure.
Two…
He turned his head and stared at the white line ahead him; he had his eyes on the prize.
One…
There was a dead silence; the only sounds were the two revving bikes ready to tear off towards the finish line.
"Go!" Tifa yelled, waving the white flag (there were small groans from the crowd when guys realize she was indeed fully clothed.)
Sora let go of the clutch and he shot forward down the dirt course. The dirt course was a straight path littered with endless hills, making it very dangerous to ride at full speeds for if you went to fast while going over a hill…well, it would hurt, a lot. But it was the danger that made Sora feel alive (which would be very ironic if he died during the race), the feeling of the wind against him, the thrill of being airborne, the feeling of success, it was indeed a thrill for him.
Sora was not making an effort to go slow, he tore through the course despite nearly being thrown off twice, his competition however was making careful speed bursts and was falling behind.
This race is as good as mine, Sora thought as he approached the last hill.
He shot up the hill and into the air, he was most defiantly airborne and he stared at in front of him, waiting to land and cross the finish line.
Sora…
Sora gasped for the voice that called out to him made his blood chill. He felt odd, dizzy in fact and then the worst happened, as Sora's bike came close to the ground the forward momentum was so great that he flipped over the handlebars. His helmet/face slammed onto the front wheel and he landed on the ground, the bike toppling on top of him. Sora felt heavy, he heard screams, he heard the people running over to him, he felt a pair of arms turn over and call his name.
"Sora! Oh god, Sora!" Tifa screamed and she pulled off his helmet, and gasped.
Sora's face was... perfectly fine. Not a single cut, bruise, was found on him, Sora opened his eyes and he sighed wearily.
"Hey Tifa… is the bike ok?"
Tifa paused, she looked she had just been slapped in the face and she frowned.
"The bike is fine you crazy moron…" Tifa sighed; she pulled Sora up and leaded him towards her car.
By the time they got to her car and by the time Sora sat down the dizziness he felt seemed to have disappeared. Tifa kneeled over until she was eye level with Sora and she frowned.
"How are you feeling?"
Sora looked back at her and he said, "I think I am ok…"
Then without warning Tifa slapped him, "You crazy moron! You almost got yourself killed!"
Sora rubbed his cheek and sighed, "Well I'm ok right? I came out fine."
"Yeah you did," Tifa tilted her head, "Which is odd because (no offense) they normally would be peeling you off the ground now."
"I just got lucky I guess," Sora sighed.
Tifa laughed, "Luck's got nothing to do with it, you have an angel looking out for you."
"Maybe…" Sora muttered, at that moment the sound of rolling thunder echoed, Sora and Tifa turned their heads to see the dark clouds beyond them.
"Or maybe it's something else," Sora frowned, and Sora swore for a moment that in his reflection from the windshield, a skull was leering at him.
Yep, very, very ominous no? Well as always review and whatnot. Nice/Helpful reviews are appreciated, rude ones are duly noted, and then ignored.
