Chapter 14: Plots, Quizzes, and Food Fights, OH my!

Yuffie's POV

Ah, another fine school day. It took me all of Sunday to plot out my little scheme, but it's finally ready to-what the? HEY! You're all back in MY head again aren't you?! Kusooooooo! Come on, man! I like my mental privacy thank you very much!

Sigh. Oh well, I guess you can come along for now…. Heading into our school's main hallway, I slowly made my way down it while keeping my eyes open for the targets for today. You see, there are tons of groups here in our school. One of them is nicknamed The Gullwings (though no one remembers why), a group of three girls that go by the names Yuna, Rikku, and Paine. I'm going to try and convince them to help me out, as I happen to know that Rikku has a thing for Vincent too. Though, I won't be telling them it's to try and get Valentine-sama to choose me, of course.

Though, how I was going to do that in something as unflattering as this school uniform was beyond me. I look down, scowling at it. The girl's uniform consisted of a plaid skirt (blue w/ white stripes) that came to just above the knee, and a simple white blouse with a blue ribbon that we wore were the guys would wear their ties. It also had a wool coat that we could wear during the winter. Also, we had to wear long socks and dress shoes that the school assigned. The guy's uniform was a pair of blue pants and a white button up shirt with a blue tie that matched the pants. For the winter a suit coat came with the outfit. Too darn plain, if you ask me.

Moving very swiftly down the hall, I make my way towards my first class, English, where I have all three girls. However…. There's a little issue in the meantime.

As I turn the corner into the proper hallway, I see a confrontation brewing. You see, like I said, there's lots of groups and cliques in our school, though most we keep informal. There are but three exceptions: the cheerleaders, the jocks, and the Student Disciplinary Committee. The last of that list was the issue here, because they're recognized by the faculty and staff, and try to help 'keep school discipline'. Which they've basically taken as carte blanch (wee! Big word!) to beat up on anyone who might even slightly break a school rule. Thus… they often have confrontation with a lot of the other groups, especially the ShinRa Company and the Remnants.

Yeah, I know. Our groups have really weird names. I don't get most of the references either.

Anyway, last week the Remnants had pulled a prank by letting a bunch of mice off inside of the Committee's office (a small old equipment room off the gym). But, the Committee hadn't caught the Remnants until now… right in front of the English classroom.

I sighed as I settled in to watch.

"You punks have got a lot of nerve, you know that? You're lucky you weren't expelled for that little stunt." Seifer, of course, leads off. His two cronies, Rai and Fuu are flanking him and slightly behind, like usual. Seifer has this weird thing for beanies and long, sleeveless white coats, which he's wearing. Over his school uniform. The coat has the crest for the committee on the back, serving like the special ID badges that Rai and Fuu have on the front of their uniforms.

"I don't know what you mean! We didn't do anything, did we brothers?" Kadaj, leader of the other group asks jokingly. The Remnants are a group of six outcast kids that got left behind by some of the more popular cliques before they banded together. It consisted of Kadaj, his older brothers Yazoo and Loz, and three weird kids that loved Halloween and Pranks above all else: Lock, Shock, and Barrel. Honestly, it was a pretty weird group.

"We have video of you punks letting those mice go in our office. It took us four hours to catch them all again. And now, we're gonna make you pay for that." Seifer leans forward slightly, reaching into his coat with one hand. Man… there was gonna be a fight. Not cool. I note with a raised eyebrow that Lock, Shock and Barrel are doing their best to sneak away unnoticed. Those three loved pranks but couldn't fight well at all. Kadaj and Loz seemed happy enough though, while Yazoo (the smart one of the group) just sighed exasperatedly.

"Hey now, no need to get hasty, yo. Besides, you're keeping the kids from getting to class, yo." They all pause and look to the side, where Reno stands, his usual sloppy suit and shirt accenting his spiky red hair pulled into a ponytail in the back. I should likely explain a bit: Reno always wore his standard issue shirt un-tucked, with the top two buttons undone and no tie. He usually would wear the suit coat too, unbuttoned. He seemed bored, as he slowly walks between the two groups. The brothers watch him, only to suddenly be grabbed by the Committee and dragged off, no doubt to be reported. I couldn't' help but chuckle as I headed into the room. Leave it to one of the Turks to break up that fight…. Huh? Oh, right! The Turks are part of the ShinRa Company. You see, that group is so big it has multiple subgroups, including Management, The Turks (enforcement), and Science (Professor Hojo, the Biology teacher). Honestly their connection to our psycho Bio teacher is the whole reason their leader, Rufus, gets away with half the stuff he does.

But anyway, I make my way into the class, instantly spotting the odd trio in a back corner, talking animatedly to one another. I grin, heading over while I note their differing movements and expressions. Paine has two base settings: Annoyed and Bored. She usually stands with either one hand on her hip, or her arms crossed. Yuna almost always wears a smile, and is definitely the most diplomatic of the group. She acts as a student councilor for the school, and was very good at it. Rikku usually smiled too, but generally in a mischievous way. She was very energized all the time, and rarely stopped moving. Unless you know better most wouldn't understand how the three got along so well.

Unfortunately, the teacher (Mr. Ronsenberg) made his way inside. I went to my seat; determine to catch the three as they left class. I WOULD get them to help me, one way or another….

Sora's POV

Yesterday was wonderful… Riku and I cuddled up and watched movies all afternoon once breakfast was over until he had to go home. As for now, though… ugh. Stupid math class… I hate it! When am I ever gonna USE this stuff?! I mean really. I'm more into Art and English, creative stuff, you know? Riku's always been better at these stupid all-fact things. Besides, I still refuse to believe I'll ever need to use Cosine or Tangent in my life, nor have to find the circumference of a circle. I mean come on. There are better and simpler ways to do it then having to bring a calculator into stuff like that. But anyhow, I'm getting off topic. I glance over towards Roxas, grinning at him when he turns my way.

Writing a quick note, I fold it up real small and hit him in the head with it while the teacher's not looking. I watch out of the corner of my eye as he opens it to read it. "This stuff sure is boring, huh?"

I receive an answer not long after, in the form of a paper-clipped note to the side of the head. Apparently he hadn't appreciated my form of delivery. What is with people anyway? So touchy! I check to see that the teacher isn't looking, and then quickly open the note, taking a look. "Not really. I find it kind of interesting, actually."

…

You know, for all that people say we look alike (which is true, we went as each other for Halloween once and nobody noticed), we sure as hell don't think alike. Sighing to myself, I resign myself to further boredom for the rest of the class. Roxas no doubt doesn't want to be bothered by me, and none of the other kids in this class are worth dealing with. Besides, I get the feeling that the teacher wouldn't appreciate me interrupting. God, I swear that guy ONLY thinks about math! It's so weird! He needs to get a hobby or something. I wonder what Riku's up to….?

Riku's POV

I wonder what Sora's up to…? Probably bored out of his mind while I'm stuck here in PE with the most insane teacher our school has ever had, Mr. Kefka. How on earth did this guy get to be a gym teacher? I mean seriously. He wears clown clothing, makeup, and seems to care more about his hair then getting us in shape. Not to mention how skinny he is, I doubt he has a single muscle anywhere on his body. Sighing to myself, I just keep running. It's not like there's a great deal that I can do about it right now….

We're doing laps around the gym. Halloween's strangely warm temperature seems to have permanently abandoned us, so things are nice and chilly today, thus trapping us inside. We'll probably wind up playing dodge ball after our warm-up laps. Not that I'm complaining, mind you. I happen to like dodge ball. It's just having to play it under that damn teacher's gaze. He's narcissistic, cruel, petty, vengeful, and downright intolerable. I mean, sure, most gym teachers are that way, but not THIS badly! I glance over towards Vincent when we line up to wait for our next instructions, noting that he seems a little more withdrawn and thin than normal. The guy really needs to eat more regularly; honestly I was a little worried he might pass out one of these days.

Yuffie's POV

FINALLY first period is OVER!!! I quickly make my way over to Yuna, Rikku and Paine after packing up my stuff. "Hey guys! Can I talk to you three for a minute?"

The three look over, Paine answering first. "What do YOU want?" Paine's always been kind of anti-social, and doesn't play well with others. I make sure to stop just out of her arm's reach.

Yuna smiles, placating the other girl. "Now, now. No need to be rude. How can we help you Yuffie?"

I grin, cocking my head slightly. "How would you girls like to help me out with a little plan I have going?"

Rikku smiles mischievously, rubbing her hands together. She loves schemes for some weird reason, though most of hers fail rather spectacularly. "What sort of plan, Nin-girl?" She nicknames everyone, usually quite randomly.

"I'm trying to get Roxas Strife to think that Vincent Valentine is cheating on him, but I need someone who I can use as a possible cheating partner! Any of you up to it?"

Paine immediately scoffs, looking away. "Forget it. This is so stupid."

Yuna's smile turns into a small frown as she tilts her head slightly. "Why on earth would you want to do that?"

Rikku answers to her cousin before I can. "To try and get Vincent all to herself, of course. He's only one of the hottest guys in school, Yunie!"

Yuna smiles, knowing her cousin's attraction to said boy. "Yes, but there are other places to find interesting guys than school, you know."

Paine shakes her head, obviously still irritated as she heads for the door to our next class, art. The four of us share it with Sora and Vincent-sama. "There are better things we could be doing. Besides, I'm already spoken for."

This causes me to pause. I had NO clue that Paine was hooked up already! With who?! I sigh, knowing better than to ask her, instead walking with the other two as we follow her. "SO, Paine's out. Any chance I could get either of you to help?"

Yuna sighs, shaking her head. "Sorry, but I don't think this is a good idea. Besides, I have my eye on someone else right now."

Rikku giggles at Yuna's statement. "Yeah, like almost every other girl who watches Blitzball? Come on Yunie, do you really think that you can get Tidus to notice you over all those other girls who are swooning after him? Especially with your age difference?"

Yuna blushes, obviously not expecting that comment. "Hush. It's all about quality, you'll see."

Rikku giggles again, turning back to me. "Alright, Nin-girl. I'll help you out. But, you gotta promise. If we DO get Vincent and Roxas to break up, it's fair game for everyone. Neither of us tries to gain an unfair advantage through this, deal?"

I nod, smiling, and hold out one hand. "Deal."

As we shake hands outside the art classroom, I can already tell that both of us have our fingers crossed behind our backs, and are thinking the same thing. "Vincent is mine."

Well bring it on, Blondie. I'm gonna win Valentie-sama's heart if it's the last thing I do.

Vincent's POV

You know, waking up this morning I already knew that today was going to be a very strange day. To begin with, I had managed a full night of sleep. I haven't done that since I was a child, I've always gotten a max of six hours of sleep. This morning I nearly slept through my alarm. Then, when I arrived at school, I wasn't met with the usual jeering jocks and begging Turks trying to get me into their ranks. I still can't understand why they want me, just because I finally got tired of Reno's mouth and popped him one once back in fifth grade. It's not my fault that he's got a glass jaw he refuses to admit to.

My first class of the morning was PE, rather simple. I have low blood pressure, so a class that aids me in waking each morning like that is usually the best option. Going through the motions of changing out of my PE clothes and into my standard uniform, I reflect on the wonderful occurrence this morning before heading off to Art. I love to do pencil sketches, though I'll paint from time to time. It keeps me busy when I'm alone (which is often) and don't have a set of drums to practice with. As such, I've been taking Art classes for awhile now, though most of the Art classes are mixed as to which grades are in them. As such, there is a selection of seniors to freshman in the room when I arrive, seating myself in my usual corner. Strangely, though, something different happens today. Unlike normal, with no one sitting anywhere near me, a young blonde girl makes her way over and sits next to me.

"Is it okay if I sit here, Vincent?" I don't respond, choosing instead to merely peruse her outfit. So skimpy… this girl must have some pretty big ego issues, otherwise she's just a massive exhibitionist. I'm not sure which would prove more annoying in my opinion. Either way, I'm a little disturbed by her lack of clothing, and thus move my stool over slightly, noting that she seems to have followed my movement, looking at my face as though trying to discern something.

Suddenly, as the teacher enters the room, I realize what's going on. She's trying to flirt, isn't she? I note the slight googly-eyed stare she's giving me, and it makes me swallow slightly in discomfort. I'm not used to people giving me this kind of attention, and I'm at a loss about what to do about it. Roxas is so comfortable with me that he doesn't feel the need to give me such forms of affection, while this girl is obviously doing her best to show interest within stating it outright.

Turning my attention to the teacher, who has just begun today's lecture on Still Life Painting (our next assignment), I try to ignore the girl. She's making it rather hard, with how she constantly looks at me, slowly moving her chair closer. Obviously, from the way she's leaned forward, she's attempting to use her bust as a means of seducing me (minimal as it is). In truth, though, I've never been tempted by such tactics. I'm more the type of guy to go for those who have dignity and aren't entirely aware of how attractive they truly are. Roxas certainly doesn't, otherwise he'd likely be with someone far better than I. Thus, her display was actually annoying me more than endearing her to me. I do my best not to look at her, in order to not encourage her. Eventually the teacher finished her lecture, and we began working. I pulled out my sketchbook and flipped through to my latest picture, taking out a mechanical pencil.

I note how she's staring at the picture with slightly wide eyes, and smirk internally, hoping it might scare her off. It was a picture of me, actually. I was kneeled down atop a building in the midst of a lightning storm, looking out over a small sleepy town in the mountains, the cloak I usually wear fluttering in the breeze. Without warning, she asks a question almost breathlessly. "Sugoi… how do you draw so well? There's so much emotion in your artwork…."

This causes me to blink a few times, trying to wrap my head around it. Was that an attempt at a compliment? How weird… usually people flirted with Roxas, not with me. I look away, beginning to pencil in a few small details I had missed, like a dog within a small doghouse in one yard, and the shadows on a fence. I didn't really think there was much emotion within this piece really… the only time I had ever felt that one of my works had any true emotion within it was a painting I had done for Roxas' last birthday. It was a portrait of him, sitting on a throne, leaning his head upon one hand and looking thoroughly content. I stood beside and behind the throne, much like a guardian or hound might. Placed behind us was a window, beyond which one could see a gorgeous beach, the sea moving off into eternity, save for what seemed like a clock tower in the distance. Roxas had always loved the beach, so I had decided to make that as the backdrop for the painting. The time had been at twilight. I kept feeling déjà vu whenever I looked at it, one of the reasons I had given it to him. I know that beach from somewhere, but couldn't place where.

The class continues, and the girl eventually gives up on trying to converse with me. Honestly her voice was more aggravating than I had initially given it credit for, as it reminded me of Reno's. Once it started, it just kept on building momentum. Sighing relieved as the bell rang; I got up and headed for the door. It was time for English. I might even see Roxas in the hall on his way to American History.

Roxas' POV

On the way to History class, I saw Vincent walking by in the hall, smiling as I moved to give him a light kiss. Thankfully the Committee was nowhere to be seen, Seifer has had it out for me for years for some weird reason. "Hey, Vincent. We're going to the park after school today, right?"

He smirks slightly, as though my question was silly. "Of course. I'll meet you on the roof of the school."

"No problem then. Seeya, hon!" I quickly left, letting him make his way to his class while I headed for my own. Honestly, American History was my favorite class this year outside of Chemistry. I've always been interested in how the events of the past shape the present. Almost like if you study your roots, you can begin to predict somewhat as to what will occur in the future. If you pay attention, patterns begin to appear everywhere, if you know how to look for them. I learned that especially well over the last two years with World History (our school took it in two parts). Plus, the teacher was really cool, because he had grown up in a low-income neighborhood and understood what it was actually like being a teenager, especially from a lower/ lower-middle class family and having to deal with school, a job, and a social life all at once. Plus he had some of the coolest stories to share with us.

While sitting down, I start thinking about my other favorite class of this year, Chemistry. The teacher for that class was more than a little odd… Professor Vexen had a habit of performing strange experiments on his own between classes, while ignoring the basic safety rules that he beat into our heads each day before lab. Plus he had this neat trick where he could make one eye bulge out past his eyelids, which he claimed helped him to observe things. I think he just likes to do it because it freaks out the students that aren't used to it yet.

The worst part about Professor Vexen was that his experiments tended to be a little… well… dangerous. He's been to the hospital twice in the last year because of experiments he was attempting that went wrong. However, the instant he was able (whether the doctors suggested it or not) he was back in the classroom, and teaching as usual. It was both impressive and a little disturbing how much he enjoyed teaching.

I shake myself out of my musings as the teacher begins his lecture for today. I have more important things to do than concentrate on weird teachers.

Riku's POV

Oh man. I really hate this. I have one study hall a day and they HAD to give me the one that HE presided over?! With a sigh, I glance up from book to the teacher, noting he still hadn't taken his eyes off of me yet.

Professor Hojo, our Biology teacher. Back during his high school days, my brother had been a straight A student without any effort on his part (and I had been following that path for the most part so far). However, one particular teacher had always had a thing for my older brother, and that was Professor Hojo. For some weird reason, Hojo had practically fallen in love with Sephiroth, constantly referencing his achievements when giving examples of prior students, talking to teachers who Sephiroth had issues with (which were few and far between), etc. Honestly it was kind of creepy and stalker-ish. I had even heard him mumbling once about wanting to experiment on Sephiroth to figure out what made him such an academic and physical genius. Now, I don't know about you, but the concept of a TEACHER saying that about my brother scares the crap out of me.

Ever since he figured out our collection, I too have become a central focus of interest for Hojo, along with my step-brothers Kadaj, Yazoo, and Loz. He always seems to be following us for some reason whenever he can. Creeps me out.

I look up from my book again. Yup, still staring. Finally, he's forced to look away and I sigh in relief while he yells in his high-pitched, whiny voice at two boys in the back who are being too loud. He finally starts working on grading some papers, muttering to himself like he usually does. Shaking my head, I go back to my book. Something's going on today, I can just feel it. Have you ever had that weird feeling like something's happening around you, and you feel you should know what it is, but can't think of it? Then, I start paying attention to the conversations around me, and pick up on three girls in particular seated not far from me. I tune in while appearing to continue reading.

"So, how did things go in Art, Rikku?" It's Yuna, the school counselor.

"Not so well. I did my best, I kept trying to get him to talk to me, gave him all sorts of compliments, even tried showing off my chest as best I could, but Vincent-sama wouldn't even look at me." Heh. Rikku. One of Vincent's fan club. There was about seven girls in it who all wanted Vincent to themselves. Compared to my… what was the count now? Fifty-nine? Whatever. At least it was more manageable. Plus, Vincent's usually clueless and negative outlook about himself generally saved him from having to deal with them. Guess she tried to change that today.

"What were you expecting? I warned you Yuffie's plan was stupid." That was Paine, the biggest goth chick in our school. I note the name Yuffie, and connect it to some Ninja-wannabe. Odd… what would she have planned…?

Rikku shoots back rather quickly. "Oh yeah? Well how are things with you and F-" She was suddenly cut off via Paine's hand clamping down upon her mouth.

"Say that here and I guarantee you'll regret it." Rikku, nods, having her face released a moment later. F-? Who do I know who goes to this school that starts with an F? Frank? No, he's not her type. Fuery? Nah, too geeky. Fuu? My eyes widen at that thought. THERE'S a match made by the devil himself for you. Super-Enigmatic Fuu and the Super-Gothic Paine? Man, I can't imagine the kinds of anger (and passion) something like that could cause. I shiver at the thought. It would explain a pretty good deal though.

They moved on to a new topic then, and I lost interest. I'd have to hunt down this Yuffie after school, and talk to her properly…

Vincent's POV

The rest of the day went smoothly until lunchtime, where I could be found up on the school's roof, watching the other students eat in the courtyard. I could see Roxas, sitting there with his other friends. Hayner, Pence, and Olette. Looking at them, it was so obvious that Pence and Olette were rather deeply in love. It was pretty cute, actually. I could see that girl who had been flirting with me today with some others. The only ones I couldn't find were Sora and Riku. Which didn't especially surprise me. The whole school, faculty and staff included, had lunch at the same time. Thus, the two of them would often sneak off during the lunch hour to spend time together.

With a sigh, I turn slightly, grabbing my lunch out of my bag, and settling down to eat. It was a pretty small meal, just a sandwich on a plain roll and a bottle of water. But it had never taken much to fill me.

Riku's POV

I chuckled, loving the sound of Sora's panting by my ear while I nibbled at his neck, letting my hands explore him. We were located in one of the men's rooms on the second floor of the school, far from any prying eyes or ears in the courtyard, cafeteria, or faculty lounge. Slowly, oh so slowly, I unzipped the pants of his uniform, reaching in to grasp his already-hard member, forcing another moan from the boy. "Riku… Riku, please… don't tease, just take me… I want you so much right now…."

I can't help but chuckle again. Sora was usually so innocent, but once excited he was even more horny and perverted than I was from time to time. "Maybe in a little while, Sora. I'm not quite ready yet…."

He moaned, obviously in distress. "Oh, you've gotta be kidding. You're always ready, let me see it for myself." Seating himself on the toilet (while I gave a silent prayer of thanks that they kept full lids on the things), he quickly unzips me, pulling out my rock-hard cock to his hungry gaze. "Oh, I knew it!" Without a single moment's pause he leans in to take my erection all the way to the back of his throat, forcing a small moan from me. He had always managed to impress me with that. I wasn't exactly the smallest guy in town, if you catch my drift, and ever since his first attempt he had no issues taking me in my entirety.

Watching the brunette slowly move up and down upon my manhood, I couldn't help but moan. Quickly catching him by the shoulders (we didn't have a great deal of time) I lifted and turned him, as he kneels upon the seat and bends slightly to present his find ass to me, his eyes begging me to enter. I kneel down first, though, giving him a short rim job just so I can hear him moan again. It's going to have to be a quickie, otherwise I'd lube him up better (although I know he can take it with less and he actually enjoys it). Positioning myself at his entrance, I slowly sink within him as he scoots back to meet me, moaning softly with each inch that slowly enters his cavity.

This snaps the last bit of self control I had, as it usually does. I begin to thrust against him, hard, and he moves back to meet me, begging me for more with each passing second. I reach around with one hand, jacking him off while trying to keep my rhythm steady, and his moans become slightly louder. I quickly place two fingers from my other hand into his mouth, giving him something to occupy his mouth with before his moans get too loud and we get caught.

My breathing is erratic, my rhythm completely gone as I feel us both begin to reach the peak, the point of no return. Suddenly, his cock spasms in my hand, his ass grips me even tighter, causing me to cum as well. I shudder, leaning against him, trying to keep from collapsing on top of him as I ride out the wave of pleasure, slowly removing myself from the younger man in front of me. Quickly cleaning myself off with some paper towels, I clean his semen from the wall as well, while we both fix our uniforms. Lunch is almost over, and we have to go back to normal life. Me pretending to only be his friend. It aggravates me so much… but as I give him one last kiss, I tell myself it's acceptable. I'll deal with this for now, because once I've graduated and moved out from my mother's home, I can be honest with the whole world. And that's worth it to me.

Sora's POV

As I walk away from Riku towards my next class, I can barely think straight. I'm buzzing from the after-effects of our tryst, but also slightly saddened by the fact we can't be honest about who and what we are to one another. However, once I reach English, all thoughts of Riku are blown out of my head.

You see, between the Halloween party and having Riku over, I had entirely forgotten the two chapters of reading Mr. Ronsenberg had assigned for homework over the weekend. The instant he walked in the door and everyone settled down, he declared a pop quiz.

Now, my parents have a rule. If I should fail any assignment, my punishment is a week without hanging out with Riku. I had never read this book before, and had no clue what had happened in the chapters this quiz was on. Thus, I began doing what any love-struck teenager in this situation would have done.

I began to panic. Thoroughly.

Roxas' POV

I really have no idea what the hell I'm doing in here. WHY am I in the principle's office? I didn't have anything to do with the food fight that happened! I swear!

Sigh. Basically, I was sitting there, having fun talking to Hayner, when suddenly a sandwich landed in the middle of our table. The kids next to us took this as the sign to start a massive food fight. I could have sworn I saw Lock, Shock, and Barrel sneaking out of the cafeteria, laughing their heads off just as the fight started, but I can't prove it. Thus, me, Hayner, Pence, Olette, and the other kids from my table where currently in the office, waiting for the principal to finish talking to all our parents via a conference call. This was not good. Cloud was gonna kill me.

Without warning, the Principal, Mr. Kuja came out of his office, looking as out of place in a suit as ever. The guy had long silver-ish hair that he kept a feather in most of the time, and honestly he looked more feminine than most of the girls in the school. He had been known to dress in a skirt from time to time as well. But anyway, that's not the point.

"Alright, You three have two days of suspension. You come back on Thursday." The other three kids left, leaving only me and my friends. He turned to Olette and Pence, sighing while flipping his hair out of the way dramatically. "Honestly, I hadn't thought of you two to go so out of character within our little play. I'll let you off with a warning, but don't let such foolishness happen again." The two nodded, quickly leaving. I knew they'd wait outside to see what happened to us though. Hayner and I braced for the worst.

Another sigh. "Boys, I really don't know what I'm going to do with you. Honestly, it's a little embarrassing at this point. The two of you have permanent records beaten only by The Remnants. As such, I'm afraid it's going to be pretty bad. You have suspension for the rest of the week, and two weeks of detention after that."

Hayner, of course, couldn't keep his mouth shut. "WHAT?! That's totally unfair! We weren't even involved with anything, those other guys you only gave two days worth of suspension to were the ones who started the whole thing!"

"You can't prove that any more than I can disprove that you started it. Plus, with your records I have to admit your words aren't quite as well weighted as theirs. I'm sorry Hayner, but that's final. Your teachers will be sending home work to you both tomorrow to keep you busy for the week. Also, I expect you to each write me a thousand word essay on why you shouldn't start food fights."

The both of our mouths fall agape, and he quickly shoos us away. "And boys, don't forget to make them beautiful."

The door slams shut in our faces. This is officially the worst possible thing to occur in the history of my massively bad luck. WHY IS IT ALWAYS ME?!?!?!?!

DnS: Well, everyone. My muse hath finally returned… thus resulting in a 12 page chapter….

Sephiroth: It was rather impressive. Though I note a severe lack of Cloud and Myself.

DnS: Relax. That'll be dealt with in the next chapter. The two of you are taking it slow so nothing major has happened anyway. Any who, I finally managed to get Riku to crack and give us a look into his love life. I hope you all enjoyed, even though it was only a lunchtime quickie.

Riku: twitching in a corner, rocking back and forth while drooling

DnS: He'll be fine in a few days. Anyway, I'm so sorry to all my loyal readers who stuck through that long, long time of no updates, and hope you all enjoy this. I PROMISE I shall be updating more regularly for a while.