NOTE: This fic is meant to be read in ½ alignment. It makes it easier on the eyes.
(A/N): Here it is, everyone! Hope you enjoy it!
DIRECTIONS: When a question appears, write the letter of your choice on a scratch sheet of paper so you don't forget! Then, when you're done, tally up your answers with the order each boy has. Here's an example: If you chose "a" for question 1 and then "b" for question 2 and then "c" for question 3...
Sora's Results (in numerical order): a, a, b
Riku's Results (in numerical order): b, b, a
Roxas's Results (in numerical order): c, c, c
If this was the outcome, you'd have one point for Sora, one point for Riku, and one point for Roxas, since your answers for each question match up with the results.
NOTE: "Numerical Order" means that the order the letters are arranged are by question number. So, for example, Sora's answers are "a, a, b". So, this means that Sora's answer for Question 1 was "a", his answer for Question 2 was "a", and his answer for Question 3 was "b".
NOTE: "000" means that a character is saying your name.
Hopefully this will go smoothly! Now, let's start KH HS! :D
PART TWENTY-THREE
"You've got to come and see it!"
"See what?"
"Oh, just the most famous talent recruiter EVER."
"W-Wait, you mean…-?"
"GIPPAL!"
The name was followed by a wave of gasps, sighs, and squeals. Then, after the verbal noise, trampling footsteps were heard as students flocked towards the school's entrance.
…And it was all so confusing to you.
"Who is this 'Gippal' guy?" you asked, turning to look at Roxas. The two of you had arrived early and he was waiting for you to get your things from your locker.
"You…don't know him?" he asked, his eyes wide with surprise. "He's like, really famous. You've never seen him on TV before?"
1) Do you stay on top of fads?
a. No, not really. I just don't have the time and/or I just don't care.
b. Somewhat, yes. But I usually get my updates from my friends.
c. Oh yes! I'm the one that always tell everyone in my clique what's new and what's hot!
"Hey, hey, hey! What are you two doing just standing around like some bums?" a perky girl cried.
"Y-Yuffie?"
"Didn't you hear? Gippal's outside!"
Roxas shuddered at Yuffie's high pitched squeal at the recruiter's name. "Y-Yeah, we've heard already…" he mumbled back, rubbing the side of his ear.
"Well what are you waiting for, let's go, let's go! Tifa and Aerith are already outside waiting for me to take pictures for them!"
Without a moment's notice, the over-enthused upperclassman pushed both of you outside the doors in a hectic frenzy. A large logoed van was parked outside the school's front with a satellite dish drilled onto its top. As the people inside the van wired the dish to show on mainstream television, there was a massive crowd outside on the quad encompassing what looked like a camera crew. Girls and guys alike were trampling the thick gray wires that connected back to the van, while a few students were jumping up and down, trying to get a look at the most popular talent employer worldwide.
"Aw, we were too late!" Yuffied yelped. She stamped a foot on the school's steps and shot you and Roxas a dirty scowl. "I should've run by without telling you two!"
"Sorry, Yuffie," Roxas said. He tipped his head downwards to show his regret. "Maybe Tifa and Aerith will accept far away pictures…?"
"Well even if they don't like it, it's what they're gonna get." With a short sigh, she immediately got to work as she snapped out her cell phone from her skirt's pocket.
"Hey, 000."
"Hm?"
"Maybe we can make it up to Yuffie," he advised. "Maybe we can get a bit closer to the scene and take pictures for her."
"O-Okay."
As Roxas gently took your hand into his, the two of you plunged into the crowd of bodies, trying to navigate your way to the crowd's center.
"…es…Yes, I'm trying to look for…Yes! That's what I just said!" a voice yelled to his cell phone's speaker.
"I think that's him," Roxas whispered to you. "Here," you take a look first. Can you see him?" He gingerly pushed you in front of him so you could take the first good look.
As you politely wedged your way in between two cheering girls, the first thing you noticed was the guy's stark appearance. Besides his crazy spiked blonde hair, the black eye patch that was strapped across his right eye was enough to make someone take a second glance. He was a wearing a vivid red and black racer jacket whose sleeves were rolled up to mid-arm length. You noticed, however, that he wasn't in the brightest of moods: his eye was darting aimlessly around the crowed while barking complaints into his phone.
"You see him?" Roxas asked, trying to take a look himself from your shoulder.
"Y-Yeah," you hesitantly replied. "But he's kinda…"
2) Finish the sentence! You think he's…?
a. Weird. Just plain weird.
b. Individual? I mean, his fashion sense speaks 'celebrity' to me…
c. Badass! I hope Yuffie and Roxas get good pictures!
d. Hn. I'm kind of indifferent to this whole ordeal. Can we just leave?
"Well anyway, can you snap a picture for me since you're already up in the front?" he asked, taking out his phone from his pocket and handing it to you.
You took it from his hands and noticed a cute sea salt ice cream cell phone charm jingle as you aimed to take a shot of Gippal.
Just when you were about to take the picture, however, you heard Roxas yell from behind you.
"H-Hey! What's the big-?"
"Move it, wallflower," a familiar savage voice snapped.
Suddenly, you too were shoved aside as two boys made their way past you and into the center.
3) Shoved? Again?
a. Oh no! Not again!
b. Ugh! The nerve of some people!
c. H-Hey! Watch it!
d. Hm…the ferocity of this push seems so familiar. Could it be…?
"O-ho!" you heard Gippal cry, followed by the click from his cell phone being turned off. "So there you are! Denzel and…Vanitas, is it?"
A stunned Denzel and a cocky Vanitas both nodded in reply.
"Yeah, just saw your clips over the Internet and WOW you two really are as good as advertised!"
"You bet we are," Vanitas snapped as he crossed his arms.
Gippal made a face at Vanitas's smug reply. "…And we've already got a 'badboy' for the band, too. Great!"
"W-Wait," Denzel said, finally uttering something from his lips, "So you're already saying we got a contract with you?"
"Not quite," Gippal answered, shaking a finger at the two boys (and the crowd). "You've still got to show me you're the real deal."
"We can do that right now." Vanitas flippantly replied. "Just let us get a few minutes to set up out here and-!"
"Oh no, no, no," the superficial recruiter replied, shaking his head. "This won't do. See these crowds? Yeah. There's no way you're gonna be able to get through these crowds again." He took another look around at the bawling fans with an arrogant eye, clearly conceited about his popularity. "And besides, I'm already booked to the max today. I mean, it's not the best thing to call me out here on such short notice…"
"Wait, so then when can we schedule an audition?" Denzel asked, desperate.
"Mmmm…well…" Gippal pulled his schedule notebook out from his jacket's pocket and flipped through its crisp pages. "How about two months from now? How does that sound?"
"Are you craz-!" Vanitas started to shout. Denzel, however, barely managed to withstrain his friend by pulling him back by his shirt's collar. And, like a rabid dog, Vanitas heeled and grumbled under his breath.
"Oh and keep in mind there's only one band I'm looking for. And, if I find 'the one band' before you guys, then…" He abruptly shut his book. "…Say so long to stardom, boys."
Disgusted and disturbed, Denzel kicked a stray piece of rubble on the school's ground. Was getting a break in the business always this hard…?
4) Oh no! It looks like Vanitas and Denzel may not get that break that they'd hoped for! Wanna help?
a. As long as Vanitas apologizes for that push, then yes.
b. Of course! They totally deserve it!
c. Well duh! Even though I haven't heard their music, I'm sure they at least deserve a chance at stardom!
e. Sure, why not? But how exactly can I help…?
As Denzel's eyes traced the crowd, he caught sight of you. The look on your face reflected the same feelings of pain and defeat that he was suffering…
Suddenly, his eyes widened.
Immediately, he made a beeline towards you and snagged your arm.
"D-Denzel! What are you-?"
"Just play along," he hissed.
He dragged you out to face Gippal, pulling you in between him and Vanitas.
"Sorry to break it to you, Gippal," Denzel began, flashing the brawny blonde a pompous look, "But if you don't let us have an audition right now, then Vanitas's girlfriend will be bawling for hours!"
Both you and Vanitas turned to look at the witty brunette with horrorstruck looks.
"W-Wha-?" you began to cry.
5) Vanitas and YOU? Boyfriend-Girlfriend?
a. So THAT was Denzel's scheme! Geez, what a crafty little boy!
b. EW NO! I don't want to be that punk's girlfriend! …Even if it IS just a set-up!
c. Ugh, if I have to…
d. I don't mind. :D
e. As long as it's to help them, then I guess I'll play along…
Denzel shot you a knowing look; he didn't want you to mess up his last-minute scheme right now. Then, he quickly turned to face a skeptical Gippal, whose arms were crossed in contemplation.
"Yeah, this is 000, Vanitas's girlfriend. Isn't that right, Vanitas?"
"E-Er…y-yeah. Right. My…girlfriend." He was still trying to fathom what was going on.
"000, say something," Denzel quickly whispered into your ear. "Say something that will make him believe you'll really cry." And with that, he shoved you over towards Vanitas, making you collide into the boy's chest.
"Hey, watch-!" Vanitas started to bark. Denzel's look, however, told him to say otherwise. "I-I mean…y-yeah, sorry about that…b-baby…" He cringed at his last word, taking time to hide his face from Gippal: just where did that word come from?
Reluctantly, he put his arms around you and patted your back as if you were an infant.
Denzel smacked a hand to his forehead.
Okay, this was not working…
"Uh…" Gippal uttered, still a bit lost (and bamboozled). He scratched the back of his head, unsure of what to say to this seemingly poor act.
6) They need your help! As in, RIGHT NOW! How do you improvise?
a. Bawl as asked.
b. Freeze up!
c. Ditch the improvisations and just demand that Gippal comply.
You felt it upon yourself to take this matter into your own hands, whether it was for Denzel or for Vanitas. Taking Vanitas abruptly by his school uniform's shirt, you dug your face into his side and prompted yourself to sob. Your shoulders moved up and down, perfectly acting out what it looked like when someone cried.
"Why Vanitas? WHY?" you screamed, your voice garbled by being pinned to his shirt.
Surprised by your sudden acting, Vanitas merely looked down at you with wide amber eyes. He looked over at Denzel, confused and wide-eyed. His friend merely looked back at him with a blank expression: he too, was dumbfounded.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Calm that girlfriend of yours, down, Van-Van!" Gippal cried. He held up his hands apologetically – after all, if anyone from the crowd took it too seriously, they might think he made girls cry!
"'Van-Van'?" Denzel said, cocking his head at the name. "What the heck…?"
With your expert impromptu skills, Vanitas even found himself playing along. He gently peeled himself away from you and bent down a little so that his face met your eyes.
"Hey babe, don't let this get you down," he said, pretending to wipe off the imaginary tears from your face. "I guess I can just wait two-!"
"Alright, alright, enough with this sappy romance! Yeesh!" Gippal cried, sticking his tongue out in sickly disgust. "I guess I can put you guys in right now…"
Both of the boy's eyes widened as two smiles simultaneously developed across their respective lips. Then, it was followed by a couple laughs, hoots, and whoops of joy. Even the whole crowd was cheering for them!
As Denzel started to discuss a few technicalities with Gippal, Vanitas took a quick glance at you.
"Hey," he called, turning to face you with his face to the ground. "Thanks for your help back there…" With his head still looking at the ground, you could've sworn his cheeks were turning bright pink. "And, sorry for that push a few minutes ago…"
7) Is Vanitas getting sentimental on you?
a. Man up, boy! Be that badass we all know!
b. D'aaww, I think that's adorable!
c. Well, he apologized for the push. That's all I needed.
d. You're welcome! But…we're not 'that' way, okay?
"It's no problem, Vanitas," you said. "Sorry if I was a bit…clingy."
At this, he lifted his head and gave a small smile.
"Nah, it worked out great," he sheepishly replied. Realizing that his face was growing hot, he quickly looked to the side to hide his embarrassment. "Er…well…uh…hey, y'know if you're not-!"
"Vanitas we got it! We got in!" Denzel suddenly interrupted. He tackled his friend and started messing up his black hair. "And it's all thanks to 000 and my genius idea!"
"H-Hey! W-What about me?"
"Oh yeah, and you too." With another smug laugh, Denzel looked over at you and gave you a wide smile. "Thanks for cooperating back there, 000. I owe you one."
"D-Denzel!" Vanitas immediately snapped, pulling his friend back to where he was standing. "What do you mean by 'owing her one'?"
"Just what it means," his friend said, turning around to blink back him through oblivious eyes. "I'll pay her back."
Vanitas pursed his lips and looked away.
8) Is…something going on here?
a. Oh! Oh! Van-Van's getting jealous!
b. Oh great. More boys to deal with. Urgh…
c. (Is oblivious) Uh, no?
d. But I thought Vanitas liked Aqua…?
"Okay, kiddos hop on into the van! We're gonna get your audition over at Destiny Studios! That's my place, of course." Gippal said. "Just uh…leave the whiny girlfriend behind, will ya?"
You flinched at this insult but decided to let it slide. After all, you didn't want to ruin Denzel and Vanitas's chance now…
"Oh no, no, no! This is not going to happen! Not on my watch!"
Suddenly, a hush fell over the crowd as the notorious Larxene shoved her way to the circle's center.
"…Yeowch," Denzel whispered.
"Vanitas and Denzel are staying for school." Larxene bellowed. She put her hands on her hips, giving both boys a stern look. Then, she looked over at Gippal and his camera squad. "I don't know who called your little parade over here, but you and your camera crew are going to leave our school grounds – now."
Just as Vanitas and Denzel were about to open their mouths, Gippal brushed them aside and took the matter into his own hands. Trying to calm the thunderous beast, he took one of Larxene's hands into his own.
"Hey now, don't get so worked up, sugar. I'm just gonna take them out for a little audition! These boys are gonna be famous and that would make your school look good, now wouldn't it?"
Gippal's charming gesture and his suave tone weren't cutting it for Larxene.
She tossed his hand aside and only shrieked in a higher octave.
"They're staying." she reiterated. "And that's final. Xemnas's orders."
"Well tell my old man that his son and his best friend are gonna go out for a spin," Vanitas retorted back. "And that's final."
9) Wait…did Vanitas just say what I thought he said?
a. Wow. Now THAT'S something I can't picture.
b. Vanitas is…Xemnas's son?
c. This is all so CONFUSING…!
"W-Why you little twerp!" Larxene growled. At this point, everyone thought she was going to roll her sleeves up and show Vanitas who was boss!
"Here, let's get a move on," Vanitas said as he started towards the van. "Just ignore her – she'll leave eventually."
"GET BACK HERE!" Larxene cried, stamping her feet impatiently. You could've sworn you'd heard a crack of thunder as soon as the cranky teacher put her foot to the bricks.
But he and Denzel were already fastening themselves into the van.
"Rrrrrrrgh! That's it! I'm gonna head straight to the office!" she snapped. Swiveling around on her boots, she marched up the steps and whacked the academy's door open with forceful palms. As the doors swished shut, everyone gradually started to chatter once more.
As you watched Gippal's van shuttle off, someone tapped you from behind the shoulder.
"R-Roxas?" you asked, bewildered.
"Wrong," the blonde said. "It's me, Ven."
"O-Oh. Sorry, Ven!"
"No problem. I get that a lot these days…" He looked around at the crowd, just to make sure nobody was listening in to your conversation. Then, when he believed the coast was clear, he took a step closer to you. "But hey, didn't you hear that?"
"Hear…what?"
"That Vanitas is Xemnas's son!"
"Oh yeah. …Right. I think everybody heard that."
Ven gave you a dubious look.
"Hell-o? Don't you remember what I told you a few days ago? Y'know, about Ansem the Wise's disappearance and Xemnas's ties to the whole thing?" Sighing, Ven crossed his arms and shook his head. "Well, anyway, I knew there must've been some connection between those two. But I'm still unsure what it is, exactly. Can I ask you a favor, though?"
"Sure," you replied. "Go ahead."
"Make friends with Vanitas for me, will you?"
"W-Wha-?"
"I know he won't make friends with me," he reasoned. "You've…seen how we act around each another."
10) Do you want to help Ven out?
a. Sure! I don't think he's asking too much out of me.
b. It's easier said than done, Ven…
c. I can TRY, but I'm not promising anything.
d. Why not? I've already made 'friends' with Vanitas already, right?
"Get as much information from him as you can and report it all back to me, okay?"
"But wait, I-!" you began to object.
He quickly gave you a pat on the shoulder and bolted off into the crowd. Sighing, you, too sulked back into the mesh of people, happy to be leaving the center of the circle. Besides, the crowds were starting to disperse now that Gippal was gone. A lot of girls and guys alike were bragging to each other about their snapped photos of the famous celebrity, while a few others were heading back inside for their morning classes. As you started to head back into the school yourself, though, someone gently tugged at your wrist. When you turned around, you saw Ven prodding for you once again.
"Ven?" you said, wondering if he was going to ask yet another favor from you.
"N-No," he replied. "It's me, Roxas."
"O-Oh…"
11) All this Ven-Roxas mixing up…
a. …Is really getting on my nerves!
b. …Is really funny!
c. …Is really confusing!
"So what's up?" you asked.
"You've gotta help me!"
Your lips tightened at this phrase.
Were all the spiky blondes today asking for help now…?
"Cloud's being attacked!"
At this, your eyes grew wide.
"W-What?"
"He's being mauled…by model recruiters!"
It wasn't until Roxas said this that you noticed a magenta-colored van surreptitiously positioned behind Gippal's van had been parked. Whoever had parked it there was smart: nobody would've noticed their vehicle with all the commotion.
"Model…recruiters?"
Roxas disdainfully nodded. "You've gotta come quick! I mean, you're a girl! S-So maybe you can help him get out of this?"
12) How do YOU talk to pretty girls?
a. I AM one. Duh. (Me: Yay for self-confidence!)
b. I don't speak overly girly-language…
c. I can give it a try, I guess!
d. Oh yay! Like, totally there for you, Roxas!
He led you over towards the left of the school's quad, where three women were crowing around Roxas's helpless older brother.
"But your eyes are so fit for the camera!" one of the younger cohorts cried.
"T-Thanks, but-!"
"Please just take a day off from school today and try out!" another advised, trying to hand him a pink-scented card.
"N-No really, it's-!"
"Girls, girls," the other woman commanded. "Be polite to the young boy. It's not everyday someone gets picked to be a model."
The other two women stepped aside for the third, who clearly looked like their leader.
When you and Roxas arrived to the scene, however, the woman was already focused on Cloud's sea-colored eyes and didn't even notice the two of you.
"Listen here, love," she started to propose, "I've got 500 munny right here." She fished around her shiny pocket purse and pulled out a wad of triangular gold. "You want it? Then how about you come with us for a few and see if you have what it takes?"
Cloud took a step back and shook his head politely. "No really, it's okay. I…have to go to class any-!"
"So if Cloud doesn't wanna be the model, then can I take his place?"
In a blink of an eye, Zack had arrived on the scene, with his arm wrapped around his best friend's neck.
"Uh…who are you?" one of the girls asked, pointing at the brawny jock.
"Zack Fair's the name!" he winked. "And good looks is definitely something I was born with!"
13) Zack as model material?
a. HELL YES.
b. Mmmm…maybe.
c. Sure, why not?
d. PFFT. LOL!
"I beg to differ," the woman said with a snort. She pulled out a fan from her belt's side and began to fan herself from looking at Zack's face. "That Cloud boy definitely has more potential than you do."
"B-But he's a brainiac!" Zack cried. "Models aren't supposed to be brainiacs, are they?"
"Zack!" Cloud cried, looking up at his friend with wide eyes. "You kind of just insulted the-!"
"Enough," the woman grunted. She shut her fan and placed it on her hip once more. "If Mister Cloud here doesn't want the break, then let him pass up this golden opportunity. Even when I – Leblanc – was practically begging him to come and try out…"
14) L-Leblanc? The one from Final Fantasy X-2?
a. I'd recognize that pink van and fan ANYWHERE.
b. Who's Leblanc? (Me: Trust me…you don't want to know)
c. OH NOOOOO! NOT HER AGAIN! Run Yuna, run! Don't let her take your dress sphere again!
d. Ugh, I may not know her, but she's sounds gross!
Leblanc's female cronies wailed along with her and tried to console their sandy blonde leader as she stormed off in her purple heels.
"Pah, blondes," Zack huffed. "They always get the attention."
"Oh, Roxas. And 000!" Cloud said, finally noticing the two of you. "Did you just…see that?"
Both of you nodded.
"Oh…sorry about that."
"I brought 000 along to see if she could help you out of it," Roxas explained. "But it looks like Zack did the job."
"Hey, I was trying to get into it!" he exclaimed with a grin. "But it looks like my chance of stardom is a long one…"
"But didn't Vanitas and Denzel already go with Gippal?" Cloud asked, looking around the quad for the two.
"Yeah, and they caused a big commotion, too," Zack added. "I wonder what Larxene thought of Vanitas telling her off. Geez, that kid's gonna get it bad!"
Both you and Roxas looked at one another. After all, you were already well acquainted with Larxene's rage…
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"I can't believe this is happening to me," wept a distraught and disappointed Selphie. She wiped away imaginary tears from her pouty cheeks. "Why did I have to get stuck with 000 and Sora?"
"We're not that bad," Sora mumbled from behind her. He looked down at the ground with the same amount of annoyance. "And besides, your first sentence should've been my line."
Despite their groans and grumbles, you managed to remain quiet throughout their complaining sessions and looked at the sheet of paper that was in your hands. It was a rubric for the current assignment you had to do for history class. Saix had been devious when he had said that he had already picked random groups, not to mention the fact that each group had to work with students outside of their normal class. …Which of course meant that this was an out-of-class project.
So here you were with Sora and the ever-whiny Selphie in the library during study hall. Thankfully, Sora had remembered to pick up a library pass for the three of you (Xaldin had been impressed).
15) Sounds awfully sinister!
a. That's Saix for ya.
b. Ew, why'd I have to be with SELPHIE?
c. Can we just get this done? This project ruined my schedule for today…
"Why, why, why? Why couldn't I have been with Riku!" Selphie whined, looking bubbly-eyed up at the ceiling.
A couple of the kids in the library turned their heads at her shrill voice.
"Selphie, shut up. Seriously." Sora snapped.
At this, she frowned and pursed her lips. "Well, since you're being so mean to me, then I guess you and 000 can do this project by yourselves!"
"What?" you cried.
"It's alright, 000," Sora quickly interjected. "We'll be able to finish it faster without Selphie and her whining," Sora replied, turning to look at her with a sly grin.
"W-Whatever!" she shot back.
And with a high-pitched huff, an infuriated Selphie stormed out of the library. And as soon as she had shut the glass doors to the library shut, everything returned to peace.
"Geez," Sora sighed, "Every time I'm around that chick she totally ruins my hearing." With a shake of his head, he walked over to your side to take a look at the rubric sheet. "Awright. So what do we have to do?"
"Wait," you interjected, "Are we seriously just gonna do this project by ourselves? I mean, shouldn't Selphie be doing work, too?"
"You…want her to?" he hesitantly replied. He looked over his shoulder, trying to see if Selphie was still somewhere around the vicinity. "…Oops."
"N-No, it's fine," you said, sighing. "I guess the work will just be doubled for both of us."
16) For group projects, you usually…
a. Do all the work myself.
b. Become the leader and split up the work with the group members.
c. Are the follower and do as told.
d. Leave it to other people to do.
"So we just gotta find books about this…uh…Jenova thing."
"Yup."
"Well then let's get a' searchin'!" Almost instantly, Sora sprang into action and started towards a random bookcase.
"Um…Sora?"
"Yeah?"
"Don't you think we'd find the books if we checked the library's online catalog?"
"…Oh. Right." With a bashful look to the floor, he slowly followed you over towards the computers.
"Looking for something?"
Both of you swiveled around to see Riku holding a stack of papers in his arms, staring blankly back at the two of you.
"Wow, Sora in the library. That's something you don't see everyday."
"Oh ha-ha-ha. Very funny, Riku." Sora playfully snapped, crossing his arms. "And what are you doing here Mr. Four-Eyes? Playing hooky for once?"
He shook his head.
"Nope. I've gotta photocopy some things for Lexaeus." However, after Sora's little jab he found himself taking off his glasses. "I'm his teacher assistant after all."
"Well whatever. 000 and I have got a project to do." Sora said with a nod of his head. "So c'mon, 000. Let's go." He took your wrist and led you back to the computer screen to copy down some books' call numbers. What you didn't see from behind you, however, was an envious-looking prodigy, crumpling a piece of photocopy paper in his hands.
17) Looks like SOMEONE'S getting jealous.
a. Aw, it's just Riku. Don't worry about him.
b. He wasted a piece of paper! YOU TREE-KILLAH.
c. Oh me oh my! Rivalry at it's worst!
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"Stupid Wakka," Selphie bickered under her breath. "I swear, why did he have me pick up his art project from the room?"
It was the middle of first period and Selphie had just deserted you and Sora in the library to do whatever dirty-work-of-a-project that she didn't want any part of. Since Larxene didn't have a class during first period, Selphie took it upon herself to get a little chore out of the way – a chore that one of her lazy friends had asked her to do for him. And so she opened the door without knocking and stepped inside the empty art classroom.
"O-Oh! Selphie!"
"Namine? Oh hey." She replied, uninterested. "Hey, do you know where Wakka's clay project is?"
"Oh, it's over there next to the kiln."
"The what?"
"The kiln – the big machine that heats the clay to make it harden. See? It's over there," Namine instructed, pointing a kind hand over towards a big black machine. "I think they've cooled off enough to be handled."
"Oh. Right." Without even bothering to thank her, Selphie stepped over a few wires to retrieve her friend's art project.
"Well, I'll be seeing you around," Namine politely said.
Selphie didn't reply.
18) Rude much?
Very.
Eh, that's just Selphie.
Uh, hello? Namine's TALKING to you!
"So…just be sure to lock the door when you're done, okay?" Namine reminded her as she gathered her things into her bag. "Larxene doesn't really like lots of people to come in the morning unless they do their work."
"Yeah, sure."
Then, like a ghost to Selphie's eyes, Namine disappeared and gently closed the classroom's door behind her.
"Huh, there's nothing really special about this," Selphie commented aloud, inspecting Wakka's pottery piece in the air. "I wonder if Larxene's gonna fail this."
She walked over to the table Namine had been sitting by and set Wakka's figure onto its surface with a loud thud. However, a light brown sketchbook cover caught her eye…
"Hm? And what's this…?"
Without even bothering to look at its front cover, she opened to a random page in the sketchbook.
There was a perfect rendition of Cloud Strife on the page. Every single stroke was effortlessly perfect: the subtle whisks of his light blonde hair; the shading below his sleek neck; and the flawless interpretation of his ever entrancing eyes.
"W-Wow," Selphie breathed, "Good eye candy."
She flipped to the next page.
It was another seamless sketch of Cloud yet again…
Curious, she flipped back to the cover.
Her eyes widened.
"N-Namine drew these?" she shrieked.
Suddenly, there was a bang from the other art classroom – Larxene was telling her to shut up or else. Frantically scooping up the sketchbook and Wakka's project into her arms, Selphie silently made her way to the door.
And as she locked the classroom's door behind her, a malevolent smile twisted across her thin lips.
"Oh," she whispered, "This is just too good to pass up…"
19) Uh-Oh…! Do you think Selphie's going to do something bad?
a. To Namine, yes.
b. I don't know, something tells me she's going to use them to impress Cloud…
c. I feel she's gonna try and make money off her drawings!
-to be continued…
RESULTS:
DIRECTIONS: Now, match up your results that you've written down with the boys' results! The person with the most points is your match for this part! If you have a tie, then that means that TWO boys like you! If you have all three...well, then I guess that means that all THREE like you at the same time! Oh my...
Sora's Results (in numerical order): 1)c, 2)c, 3)c, 4)c, 5)c, 6)a, 7)a, 8)has no answer, 9)c, 10)a, 11)c, 12)a, 13)d, 14)a, 15)b, 16)d, 17)a, 18)a, 19)c
Riku's Results (in numerical order): 1)a, 2)d, 3)b, 4)a, 5)b, 6)c, 7)c, 8)b, 9)a, 10)b, 11)a, 12)b 13)b, 14)b, 15)c, 16)a, 17)c, 18)b, 19)a
Roxas's Results (in numerical order): 1)b, 2)b, 3)a, 4)b, 5)e, 6)b, 7)d, 8)c, 9)b, 10)c, 11)b, 12)d, 13)c, 14)d, 15)a, 16)c, 17)b, 18)c, 19)b
AND THERE'S SOMETHING ELSE THAT'S NEW… If one of your choices isn't on here, then that means that the answer you selected was for a DIFFERENT GUY. Yes, that's right! Now you don't get "NONE" as an answer, but extra bonus points for another KHHS boy! It depends on which guys appeared in the story, so make sure to check and see if your answers were one of their answers!
SIDE STORY RESULTS:
Teen!Denzel's Results (in numerical order): 2)a, 4)d, 8)d
Vanitas's Results (in numerical order): 3)d, 5)d, 7)b, 8)a
Ven's Results (in numerical order): 10)d, 11)b
Zack's Results (in numerical order): 13)a, 14)c, 16)b
SIDE STORY LOVE-O-METERS
Teen!Denzel's Love-o-Meter
If you got 1 answer that belongs to him…He's thinks you're cute.
If you got 2 or more answers that belong to him…He's totally interested in you!
Vanitas's Love-o-Meter
If you got 1 answer that belongs to him…He's thinks you're pretty cute.
If you got 2 or more answers that belong to him…He's REALLY likes you, but he's too embarrassed/scared to admit it. Siiigh.
Ven's Love-o-Meter
If you got 1 answer that belongs to him…He's thinks you're pretty cute.
If you got 2 or more answers that belong to him…He's thinks there's definitely something there between you two.
Zack's Love-o-Meter
If you got 1 answer that belong to him…He thinks you're pretty cute.
If you got 2 or more answers that belong to him…He thinks you're a hot mamasita!
YES. FOR QUESTION 11, both Ven and Roxas shared the same answer. It wasn'ta mistake. After all, they ARE basically "twins". (Lol).
THE KHHS AFTER-PARTY
Hey everyone! Sorry if this was a rather late update on my part, but I tried to make it sweet n' snappy. (Not sappy, if you mis-read that, haha.) Since I've made a new story somewhere on a different site I might be a little busy with updating the two at the same time. Soooo, updates may be a little slow. But hey, if you review and leave a message of anything, things will speed up! The more people comment, the more likely I'm gonna continue and make speedier updates. That's just how I work. So let's make it at least 20 reviews? Pretty please? Here, I'll give you some sneak peak dialogue!
SNEAK PEEK…
"It's gone!" Namine cried. "My sketchbook – it's gone!"
"I'm sure it's in the art class," Roxas reassured, taking a sip of his soda. "I mean, that's where you spend most of your school hours, right?"
Suddenly, she grabbed Roxas's shirt collar and pulled him to her eyes, which were wide and worried. "No, you don't understand!" she hissed to her best blonde buddy. "It's got…you know who in there! And…SELPHIE was there, too!"
Roxas merely gulped back in reply.
"Namine, calm down," Sora said from across the table. "We'll all help you find it."
At Sora's proposal, Namine's eyes only opened wider and she threw Roxas back into his upright position.
"N-No! You can't! You musn't! I won't allow it!"
Taken aback by Namine's sudden rabidity, Sora instantly backed away. "W-Whoa. S-Sorry..."
"And why can't I be a candidate for this date auction?" Zack wailed.
"Because you'll just scare away the bidders." Yuffie teased.
"H-Hey! Girls will bet on me, I know they will!"
"Oh alright, we'll let you be one," Aerith sighed. And with that, she unwillfully marked in Zack's name on the candidates list with white chalk.
"This…will be bad," Leon mumbled.
"Why…are you asking me this all of a sudden?" he asked.
"Because if we're friends, I want to know things that are bothering you."
He gave a soft laugh in reply and turned back to the bookcases. "Yeah, but that happened in the past before you ever came. So you don't need to know about it."
"Terra told me everything."
He stopped looking.
"I challenge you…to a cook-off with 000!"
"Whaaaaa!"
Next chapter: A Date Auction & Flour Power!
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