Choosing A Path

By Chris

Hello, hello, this is Chris speaking, or Angeli Amori as my nickname goes, but anyways…usually it wouldn't take me this long to write a single chapter, but I've got a little writers block. Not to mention football training is taking a lot out of me. Thank yous go out to wisdomk6906, mangagakaz, and Deplora for reviewing. Might I add it was great getting a review from one of my favorite authors, which was Deplora in fact. Thanks a bunch you guys, please keep reviewing and tell me how to improve. But anyways, here it is.

Disclaimer: If I owned KH, FF, or SquareEnix, I would be feasting on money right now, and I'd be bathing in gold. So no, I don't own any of it, however I do own this storyline and any characters that are made up, such as Antitheus.

Chapter 2

Studying and Thieves

You think she's hot.

No I don't shut up.

You want to kiiiissss her..

SHUT UP STUPID CONSCIENCE!!! I SWEAR TO GOD!

Fine, fine, your no fun.

How come my conscience is so much different than me?

Be…

Shut up. I have enough on my mind as it is. That was one hell of a day. Psychology was great, except for everyone whispering about me. As if I didn't notice, were they really that gullible? And Math, oh god math, how did god create such a terrible, terrible thing. I can already smell failure in that class. Not to mention that stupid psychology project. What were we, kindergarteners? Good lord. Which brings me to my current predicament. I'm supposed to meet Yuffie at my apartment at 8. But I'm stuck in traffic on my way back from the grocery store. Perfect. Picture fucking perfect. Not to mention this jackass behind me won't stop honking. I swear if this goes on too much longer, I'm going to bash his face in. And my conscience wasn't helping.

Hey that's not nice!

SHUT THE HELL UP DAMNIT!

"HONK HONK HONK HONK…HONK HONK HONK….HURRY UP JACKASS!!"

I SWEAR TO GOD THAT GUYS GOIN DOWN!!! I got out of the car fast, and turned to face him as I walked quickly up to his window. I looked at him, he was still honking. This guy didn't know when to stop did he? I tapped on his window, and he looked at me, apparently as if I had some sort of disease. He opened his window slowly. I pulled my fist back and smashed his nose. He was out like a light. No one ever knew when to quit, did they? I walked back over and hopped into my car. No one seemed to care that I had just knocked that guy out. Good. The traffic ahead of me starting to move faster, and eventually I got off on my turn. Thank God. It was getting unusually dark for this early. Whatever. I saw my apartment complex ahead. I saw a man standing on the corner under the street light. He seemed to be whistling something. As I passed I noticed he wore a large black trench coat, and had silver hair that seemed to poke out of the dark hat he wore.

The dream….

No it was just a coincidence. I found a parking space and got out of the car. I noticed he was whistling some sort of creepy tune. I couldn't quite place it. I wasn't going to think about it anyways. Just a coincidence? Hell yea.

Whatever you need to tell yourself.

YOUR NOT HELPING! I picked up the groceries out of my trunk and began walking towards the stairs. I walked up the steps to my apartment to find Yuffie waiting for me, sitting in the corner of the hall. She looked asleep. She looked….

…cute?

Whatever. Being the wonderful generous man I was I unlocked my door, dropped the groceries, and picked her up. Yep, she was asleep. She didn't look like she was going to be going home tonight so I figured she could sleep here.

Don't get any ideas.

Shut up. I pushed open my door and closed it with my foot, and carried her over to the couch. No she's not sleeping there. I picked her back up and carried her into my room and laid her gently on my bed, pulling the blankets over her. She squirmed a little and scrunched into a ball. Wow that looks funny…

And cute!

For god sakes, you don't know when to quit. I gently tiptoed out of the room and closed it. Time for me to get some sleep too.

Forgetting something?

What?

Groceries…

Damn it. I walked out into the living room and opened my front door again, and picked up the groceries and walked back in, locking the door behind me. I heard a faint whistling. Creepy. Couldn't that guy stop whistling? Whatever. I walked slowly to the kitchen and placed the groceries on the counter. As I put the groceries away my mind starting wandering…to the girl sleeping in my bed. How her skinny body must fe…..SHUTUP DAMNIT, good god I just met her, plus I am supposed to be the rock hard, emotionless fighter, right? God what was I, some sort of sick pervert?

But she is cute…

When your right your right. Shaking my head, I finished putting the groceries away and picked some blankets up on my way to the couch. I laid down and almost immediately fell into a deep sleep.

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I felt strong arms pick me up. What the hell? I opened one eye just barely, catching a glimpse of long brown hair and a long scar. Yipes it was Sq…er Leon! I must've dosed off. Where was he taking me. I felt myself being laid down on something soft, then blankets placed over me. Well duh, the bed. Wait, his bed? I blushed, hoping he wouldn't notice I was awake. I heard a door click shut. He must be sleeping on the couch. Such a gentleman. I couldn't hide the blush this time. What was that noise? Was that someone whistling? Must be Sq…Leon. Gotta remember to call him Leon. I wanted to be on his good side. I could feel myself drift off to sleep as I heard Leon in the kitchen…

"Ughhhh," I moaned as I began to rise. It was still dark out. I looked around and noticed I was NOT in my room. Oh right Leon. He brought me into his room. Where was he? I want to thank him. I got up and noticed I still wore my clothes from yesterday. Great. Attractive. I began to stumble towards the door, when the door creaked open to reveal Leon in nothing but a towel, his whole upper body uncovered. I think this brings new meaning to the word "abs". I blushed.

"Sorry….S..S..Sq…er..um…Leon!" I nearly yelled. Wow smooth, could life get any better? I submit that it cannot!(10 points for whomever can guess where I got that line ;))

"No need to be sorry, in fact I'm glad your in here. I wanted to tell you something." I felt my knees wobble. Him, glad to see me? He didn't know the half of it. What did you want to tell me?

"Alright what is it?" I said as I sat down. He began to look straight into my eyes, making me blush even more. Phew was it hot in here or something?

"Well I know I don't really know much about you, and we just met…but…." he started. But what?

"But what?" I asked. He leaned over and kissed me.

"Wake up, Yuffie, wake up."

"Ugh what, what?" I was drowsy to say the least. I opened my eyes and looked at Leon. He was bent over me shaking me. Remembering the dream I blushed.

"Do you have any classes today, Yuffie?" he asked.

"Psychology again."

"Well me too, so I guess we can finish our stupid project today after you get dressed and ready, no rush, I am going out to get some bagels, want anything?" he asked, touching my shoulder. I think I could just melt.

"Um…well…uh…no that's alright…" God damn I must be the master of smooth.

"Okay, well the showers down that hall," he said pointing to his left, "Take a shower and you can borrow some of my clothes till we get you over to your place. I know they won't fit, but they'll hafta do. Alright? I'll be back in about a half hour."

"S..Sure…" Borrow his clothes?……..

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Okay, it's kinda short but I didn't want to wait too long before I posted again. So instead of one long chapter it's goin in segments every day or so…I'm still having trouble thinking like a girl…the plots coming up don't worry…just not yet, be patient ;D. Antitheus( my made up character), will hopefully be in the next chapter, I wanted to fit him in here but didn't have time, and I want to post this before football practice because I'll be too tired to do anything after it. I'm tryin my best here, so please bear with me. Any critisism is good, as long as you try to help me get better, I don't like it when someone just tells me I suck, and not how I could get better. Whoah long authors note for me…sorry got carried away…well let me know what you think…if it's not up to par I might edit it….yea…..

-Angeli Amori