Chapter Two

Sora yawned lazily as he swung his arm over his exhausted body to quiet the alarm clock. It was a Monday. Sora absolutely despised Monday's. They had to be the most boring day of the entire week. The cinnamon haired boy sometimes wished he could just skip Monday's and go straight to Tuesdays. Although, then Tuesday would be like the new Monday..

Sora shook his head. Too many thoughts, too early in the morning. He pushed the covers back off his body and drew himself up. The one thing Sora liked about this room, was that he had it all to himself. He was lucky, not to have a room mate and all. He hated having other people able to go through his things, to even look at his things. Without asking!

Sora did enjoy the company of others, but it was rarely found that he could tolerate anyone living in the same room as him. His room was fairly large. There were two beds of course, just incase the school assigned a new student to his room. Although, he knew that would never happen. There were many kids that had rooms to themselves that stayed in rooms closer to the main doors. They always filled the rooms in from one to the highest, and Sora, being number 49, didn't really have to worry.

It also housed one bathroom, two study desks and a night table and lamp for each bed. The student was then expected to bring the rest of the necessities, such as an alarm clock, or more personal items.

Today would be the same as usual. Sora quickly brushed his teeth, combed his hair and threw on is uniform. After that he grabbed his bag and headed out the door, towards his first class. He had Greek History with Mr.Hevtor. Sora liked that teacher the best. He was straight forward and didn't tolerate stupidity very well. In fact, the man didn't tolerate it one bit.

"Sora!" came a cheerful voice a few feet down from where the cinnamon haired boy was currently standing. He looked up to see his best friend, Tidus, run towards him. Tidus had been Sora's best friend ever since he had arrived at this school.

"How was your night?" he asked, keeping up with Sora's quick pace with ease. His friend tilted his head from side to side. Indicating it was ok. Tidus nodded and looked back ahead of them again. The walk to their first class meant crossing the courtyard. Once the two boys had stepped onto the pathway, just outside the doors, Sora noticed how cold it was this morning. He shivered and pulled his blazer closer up around his neck.

"Damn, it's cold." He muttered, jamming his frozen hands into his pockets. The mornings were the worst time for weather. It was always cold, and the grass had a thin layer of frost its green blades. Tidus nodded and hiked his jacket up a bit. The one thing he hated about this school was its location. So far up north that it was rarely warm, and summer was practically the same length as the July long weekend. Which left people thinking; was that it?

The two boys hurried their steps up a bit, their breath rising quicker in the form of frozen vapor. Once they got to the other side of the courtyard, Tidus hurriedly pushed the doors open to let them both in. The warm air cascaded across their bodies, warming them up with no problem. They made their way towards the Greek History classroom. In fact, this school was practically one giant Greek History class. Everything had to do with the Ancient Greeks. From the architecture to the art on the walls. Sora didn't mind the look that much, it looked pretty cool, he thought.

A bell sounded throughout the grounds, warning the boys that their class would start in five minutes. Once again, they hurried their steps up a bit, and entered the class within the next few minutes.

"Sora, Tidus, nice of you to join us all." Mr.Hevtor said, peering over his glasses at the two late-comers. Sora nodded apologetically, as did Tidus. They took their seats, and the class started again once more. About halfway through the lesson, the class had a knock at the door. It was unusual for them to have a visitor during class hours, but it was a nice change for once. Every boy turned their head around too see who it was, eager to know how important this news was, if it meant interrupting a class.

So when Sora turned his head, all he did was let his mouth fall open. Catching flies as he watched the new-comer enter the class room. Obviously, they had a new student. The boy had Mr.Hornsley standing next to him, the principal, who was wearing a big grin on his chubby face. He gently pushed the boy forward, to indicate to Mr.Hevtor that this was the reason why he was interrupting.

"Ahem. Mr.Hevtor, I have here a new student for you." Mr.Hornsley said, his voice deep and bubbly sounding. It almost made Sora want to gag. It was the kind of voice you'd hear if someone had an orange jammed down their throat, and only a little air could come in or escape.

Mr.Hevtor nodded, and motioned with his hand to tell the new boy to come to the front of the class. Every head followed as the boy walked casually to the front. Once he got there, he turned around, and Sora felt another impulse to drop his jaw in awe. This boy had to be the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. With shoulder-length, silver hair. It almost looked like cream pouring down silk. His eyes were a piercing sea green. He had a small mouth, which was set into a thin line at the moment. And his school uniform hid the rest of his what had to be god-like-features from Sora's wandering eyes.

The boy then opened his mouth to speak, and Sora's breath caught in his throat. It was smooth, but had a hint of huskiness to it.

"Hello. My name is Riku. I'm 16. I moved here from Paris. I'm fluent in French, and English. And, I guess I'm in your guy's class." With those few words, Riku made his way to an empty seat. Which happened to be right next to Sora.

The cinnamon haired boy sank in his seat a little bit. He could feel the blood rushing to his face. This wasn't normal! He shouldn't be acting this way over a new student. He sat up a little further, and locked his gaze on the teacher, refusing to be distracted by the god-like child next to him.

The continued on with the same boring pace as usual. It turned out, that Riku had every class with Sora. Oh, the more pain it would soon bring. Sora soon found his way to his dormitory, and unlocked the door with quick, and practiced ease. Striding in, he soon came to a sudden stop.

There, sitting on his bed, was Riku. Sora dropped his bag with a dull thud. Riku turned his head towards Sora and smiled.

"I guess I'm your new roommate."

TBC

Miho: Well. For all of you that didn't read the summary, I've made this story a little bit... the same as The Emperors Club. If you haven't already seen that movie, I suggest you do. It won't make the story anymore easy to follow, but it is a really good movie.

Well, with that said. Please review!!! I'm looking forward to writing this story!