Name: Tutor
A/N: After this, I will finish the request of RoxasxSora. Riku is indeed in the cheerleading squad because male cheerleaders are hot. This is incredibly cheesy, I do warn you. Hope you like!
Summary Remix: Riku goes to tutoring one day after school, and his teacher is Ansem. After much frustration and embarrassment, Riku finally finds his reward worth it.
Notes: AU. Ansem may be a bit OOC.
Settings: School.
Featuring: Riku and Ansem
Main Couple: RikuxAnsem
Singer: N/A
Song: N/A
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Riku Lamia walked inside the classroom after ten minutes of searching. He looked around the room, and found it without any life. The teacher's desk was at the front, with a whiteboard. Thirty desks sat evenly in five rows, and several inspiration posters decorated the white wall.

Riku sat his binder on the desk and glanced at the clock. He was ten minutes late… and so was his tutor.

Riku ran his hand through his silver hair. He hated asking for help on anything, but if it was for the cheerleading squad…

"I apologize for being late," a voice muttered quietly. Riku jumped, and turned around to see a man much like himself. "Got held back…"

"No problem," Riku muttered just as quiet. I was late too.

The man nodded. "My name is Ansem Papua, but just call me Ansem. It annoys me to be called Mr. Papua. So you're the math kid, right?"

"Yeah. I got the paper right here…" Riku said, pulling a sheet of white paper from his binder. He handed it to Ansem, and Ansem looked over it quickly. Ansem nodded, and turned to the board. He wrote the first problem down, and began his teaching…

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"RIKU. IT'S. NOT. HARD." Ansem yelled frustrated. He gritted his teeth, and Riku's pale face became bright red. He rubbed his temples, and looked to the point of crying.

Ansem, who took pity on Riku, walked to the boy. He moved over his shoulder, and took his pencil. He wrote the problem on a blank space, and worked the problem out for him.

"Do you see now?"

"No, sir," Riku's voice squeaked. Ansem le tout a long sigh, and laid his head on Riku's shoulder dramatically.

"Wait… you divide 2 into 38,675,032,849 and then you multiply it by three and… then…"

Ansem lifted his head , and looked to Riku who's face appeared to have a light glow to it. His eyes were wide, and he scribbled on the paper quickly, muttering numbers.

"Good…" Ansem said, clearly pleased with Riku's sudden understanding. Riku smiled, and paused. He wrote the answer on the blank line, and looked up to Ansem. He grinned boyishly.

"That's correct, Riku." Ansem said again. He kissed the boy's forehead, and walked to the desk and grabbed his bag. "I believe tutoring over. You may go home, I believe you'll be here tomorrow, right?"

"Yeah…" Riku muttered. Ansem nodded, and left the classroom. Riku cooled his warm cheeks with his palm, and packed his things as well.

"Tutoring's not so bad," He grinned.