A/N: Just Riku's schedule. (Did I mention that they are in 9th grade-Freshmen year.)
1st hour: Science- Mr. Academic
2nd hour: History- Mr. S
3rd hour: Algebra- Mrs. Sparks
4th hour: Band- Mr. Sails (Riku plays the trumpet)
5th hour: English- Mrs. Allen (With Lunch at 12:10)
6th hour: Spanish- Mrs. Croft
7th hour: Cooking- Ms. Gainsborough
Roxas
So this is Sephiroph's place. It's like .25 lab, .25 library, and .5 place with swords. And 1.0 evil. (1)
Chapter 8- Fake
Riku
Sora's doing well. He's complaining, which is normal.
"Hey Ri, when am I getting out of here? The food sucks."
"Couple of more days," I reply. "Now shut up and eat-"
"Noooooooooooooooooooooo!!"
"Or no poky after dinner."
"Hey, don't deprive me of teh strawberry poky!" he wines. He grabs my yellow vest and holds on. Damn he has a tight hold.
"Hey! Stop that!"
"Not until you give me poky!"
"Not now…"
"Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease?" Needless to say, I lost. Damn Sora and his puppy eyes and pout.
"Alright, I'll be back tomorrow."
"Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy can't you stay?" he asks, no whines again.
"Because I can't Sora." I reply getting me angrier. "I can't because I have finals tomorrow and you'll have to take them when you can. And now I have to leave." I kiss him on the forehead and leave.
Morning
Did I mention that I hate waking up? Well, I do. So I sigh and shower, eat breakfast, and walk to school.
1st hour- Science
I hate this. Great…what is the answer?
2nd hour- History
Yes! I love history! Our teacher rules. But…the final is all multiple choice. Crap. It's just REALLY long.
3rd hour- Algebra
Kairi chucks something at me. A paper ball which "transforms" into a note. It says:
Riku,
What did you do to Sora? I knew you were imperfect for him. Just die!
The bitch didn't sign it. Oh well, I knew it was her.
Oh yeah, no final. We took it last week. Yaaaay!!
4th hour- Band
I love band. Sora plays the flute. Of course, he is not here. And we are playing 80's Scene It. (Which I rule at.)
5th hour-English
We are finishing up To Kill a Mockingbird movie. Personally, I prefer the book. But, the movie is good too.
Lunch
Man what is up with lunch? It sucks. Tidus and Wakka yelled at me. (They're Kairi's and Yuna's "Guardians".)
"Leave Kairi alone or feel my fist," Tidus muttered.
"We should crush him, ya." Wakka said energetically.
"I dunno…" Tidus mused.
I went back to English.
6th hour- Spanish
Yeah…Como esta to you too.
7th hour- Cooking
Our teacher isn't here. Ms. Gainsborough is gone. We have a sub.
Ms. Aeris Gainsborough…Aw, crap.
Roxas
"So, you came to learn what you are," Sephiroph states. Or is it a question?
"Yes, sir," I say guessing that sir is the right way to address him. He walks beside me.
We arrive at the lab part. He stops before he puts in the pass code.
"Are you sure that this is what you want?"
"Of course, sir," I say energetically.
Beep, beep, beep, beep, bleep, goes the numbers.
"Let's proceed."
We are in a place with tanks and tables with -well- people in tanks. Familiar people. Like Riku and Axel. Well, all of the Organization members are in tanks except for Xemnas. And me.
"Why are they here?"
"Roxas, they are the fakes. That Riku is a Replica that Vexen created."
"Fakes?"
"Yes. I cloned the 'reals' if you wish to put it that way. These-" he gestures "Are the reals."
My world comes crashing down. Like doomsday. My mouth goes slackjaw.
"What? So, what am I?" I yell. "What am I?"
"You are the perfect one. You are complete with the Real. You and Sora are one. These Reals will not wake up. Irreversible coma. Never to awaken, breathe. The others-I call Nobodies- are superhuman as well as nothing."
That explains everything and yet nothing.
"The names-Axel, Zexion. And Roxas." I stiffen. "Are just anagrams. They mean nothing, for you are nothing." (2)
I weep and fall to the floor. "I told that you might not want to know," he says and turns to leave, happy to have broken me.
"Oh, yes, this was Ansem's research."
I am alone. I stare at the one of Axel. No Lea, it says on the engraved plate with the Roman numeral of 8.
Organization XIII.
Lies.
A/N:
Roxas is bad at math.
I hope this makes since. PM me if you are confused.
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Nierx
