AN: Whew. Back to Sora/Riku. I'll be jumping back n' forth between the two different pairings. Thanks again to everyone who's been reading this story and reviewing, makes me very happy :3

-Lots of love to all readers/reviews.- Keep on reviewing, and enjoying the story xD

Sora was in a panic. He usually panicked before a performance and this time was no different.

Or maybe it was? He was fine with everyone else watching him, seeing him on the stage and reaching out to the audience as he played a dramatic role, a comedic role, a romantic role.

All throughout high school he had been the lead character in the school plays. Whether it was a British comedy, or a dark play for an upcoming Festival that they would perform for the school and some parents, he didn't have much of a problem.

But this year, something was off about him. He realized it the first day he had to perform in front of the class. Why though? Was it the way Tidus had made him feel during his performance? Tidus could make it seem like he was the only one in the world, and that he demanded the attention of the audience.

Was it because of Riku? The deep seeded need to impress this new friend, so he wouldn't make a complete ass out of himself after having said he got accepted into this amazing theater class?

Today he would be performing his mime to the class, and he hoped that he wouldn't make a fool out of himself. But those eyes…the eyes he saw each day, the eyes he could tell were staring directly at him. The eyes he wanted to much to impress. He hoped to whatever higher being there might be to give him the strength to be a good actor, if only for the three minutes he had on stage.

The brunette took a deep breath and fixed the collar of his school uniform before making his entrance on stage.

In this mime he began by opening an invisible door and closing it, making sure to look around before continuing on with his operation. He reached into his right pocket and pulled out a 'package' that could fit in his hand. With his free hand he pulled back the top and took out what seemed to be a stick like figure.

He then placed the figure in his mouth, making sure to scrunch his mouth to the side which held the object, showing the audience that he had pulled a cigarette from the package. Sora then went into a comedic bit, where he found a pack of matches, struck it once, but it failed. Struck it again, but it failed once more. Then, on the third strike he did a small happy dance as the mimed flame seemed to stay. Sora placed the 'flame' in front of the cigarette and cupped his free hand so the flame wouldn't go out. He made sure to push his mouth to the opposite side twice to give the illusion that he was inhaling the toxic chemicals. He looked around after shaking the flame free from the match for a place to discard the burnt out match. He looked down and dropped the match an arms length away from him and pushed down a lever to show he was in a washroom.

He smiled to himself and tapped the ashes off the end of the smoke in the 'toilet' as well. He was smiling and happy until he reached into his pocket and took from it a mimed cell phone. He looked from the cigarette to the cell phone and tossed the smoke in the toilet, flushing it as well, before answering the phone.

Sora did a bit where he seemed to have an argument with the person on the phone, clapped the cell phone shut, tossed it in the toilet and flushed. He turned away and the audience burst out laughing as the realization of what he had done came upon him and he frantically turned to the toilet, his arms flailing and mouth open as if he were screaming.

The brunette made a face and got on his knees in front of the 'toilet', pulled the seat up and wrapped one arm around the bowl. With a disgusted look on his face Sora reached into the toilet and desperately tried to fish his phone out from the tiny hole at the bottom, causing the audience to laugh harder. In the end, Sora took up, shook his arm free from any 'water' and heaved his shoulders forwards in a sign of defeat.

"Scene." Sora looked up and took a bow as his fellow students applauded his act. He could see the eyes of that certain someone looking to him. He could see the smile that was meant for him, and him alone. For a moment it seemed that it was only him and the person he most admired in the room, the two staring at each other.

Sora bit his lip and moved back to his seats. Riku and Tidus were placed at either of his sides and, almost simultaneously they told him "Good work."

He felt a blush rising and meekly responded with a "Thank you." before the next student went up; A short haired blonde girl who did a mime about a person trying to kick a soccer ball then falling on her butt. At the end she finally did manage to hit the ball, but it went straight up into the air. She looked up after it, and then the 'ball' hit her smack in the face, causing her to fall flat on her back. People laughed and cheered and she bowed.

After the class was over Sora felt a soft tap on his shoulder and the words "Wanna go out for dinner with me tomorrow?" Rang in his ear. Managing his blush the brunette turned around to see…

Cliff hanger.

AN:-dodges any objects thrown at her.- I know. I'm mean. Who was Sora thinking about? O: Tidus or Riku? Who does he admire? Who asked him out?

All will be answered soon, but in the mean time pretty please review :3