Author's Note: Okay, the stupid mid-terms are comin' up, so I might not update until after the mid-terms. This isa shorter ch. than the last one, but I didn't have time to right a lot. Hope you enjoy it.

Disclaimer: Do not own Disney or Square Enix.

Chaper 2:

Namine sulkily looked at the clock. When class wants to be ended, the second time is always the one to go slow. When she was dreading something, the clock would go fast. It only felt like a few minutes has passes since convincing Sora. She horridly looked at the clock, swiftly passing the hour to seven, where Riku's detention would end.

So, she was sitting on her bunk bed, looking at the bed above hers, and waiting for the knock at seven. As Sora had always said, spending time with Riku is like hell.

Knock knock.

No one answered. Sora knocked again. No reply from anyone. Sora was getting annoyed by the door and knocked it one last time before kicking it and moving to the wall, leaning against it.

Rule #139: When boys are visiting the girls, they have to knock and wait by the wall. Anyone caught will get expelled.

And that's the last thing Sora wanted. His mom would go furious all over him and then getting tortured by his dad, saying, "Oh, do you know how long we took to find a boarding school for you? Years! We don't want to spend all our money on you, so you'll be kicked out of this house!"

And so it was a few hours ago, Shuyin told him that he was setting a prank on the dance, and he was inviting Sora to come along. It was especially for Riku, but the dance rules stated that the person must have a dancer. Sora asked Namine as one, and he knew how much she hated Riku too, so Namine agreed.

What is taking that idiot so long? Sora glared at the door, and was going to give it one last kick before someone pulled it open. The next thing he knew, he was with someone in a really awkward position.

Oh yes, someone had to be lying on him with their face on his chest. He shoved whoever was on him harshly, and rubbed his shoulder.

"Hey, what's the big idea?" the person asked.

Sora looked up. Oh, and it had to be Kairi. "It's you," he retorted and glared. She glared right back.

"If my friend was here, she would've told the teachers right away, but since I'm not a tattletaler, I won't. So, what do you want?"

Sora huffed. "For your information, I just want to get this stupid book that Mrs. White gave us over with, so I don't have to meet your face again." Kairi rolled her eyes before offering Sora her hand.

"Okay, anti-Riku, I got your point of view. Where do you want to do it?"

I can't believe this girl is actually nice. "Uhh… library?" Sora said uncertainly. "Just not in this girly room."

"It's not all girly, you moron," Kairi replied. Fine, it wasn't ALL girly. Only one place had blue; the rest were all pink. And Sora hated pink, even if Riku hated it. Pink was too girlish, and it hurt his eyes every time he gazed at it. Blue was way better than pink.

They spent the next few hours reading the hard-to-understand text of Iliad. Sora looked tiredly at the writings.

"'Nay, nay, old man,' said Patroklos, 'I may not…

Sora yawned, and closed his book, and then looked out in the window. Tidus is probably practicing for that blitzball tournament next month, and Shuyin's probably trying to gather as much information about the party. Namine's probably looking at the clock, waiting for Riku to knock the door.

"Hello?" Kairi asked. "Aren't you gonna help me with the questions?" Sora snapped back into the world.

"Oh, yeah, uh-huh." He took his pencil and wrote random answers down on the loose-leaf paper.

"Hey, I want to get a good grade you know!" said Kairi. She worked so hard to get an A in Mrs. White's class, and she will not tolerate getting it lowered. But she was already side tracked. Once in a while, her mind wandered back when she fell onto Sora. To tell the truth, he smelled pretty nice. If only she could rewind time and do it again…

Stop it, Kairi, you're on Riku's team, remember? Kairi argued with herself. She looked up at Sora who finished his last sentence and slid the paper across the desk.

"Okay, if you want to get a good grade, do it yourself. I'm too lazy." He yawned once more before getting up his seat.

"I'm going. See ya later." He walked away.

That was the last book Sora would ever want to read. Even history sounded much better. Well, he was finished, and that was all. But he was still surprised that Kairi wasn't as bad as some people.

He took out his cell phone, hoping that Shuyin would get his message.

outfielder267kingdomhearts: Need help?

littlemoron98: Of course I need help! Meet me at F5. I'm eating. Soo hungry.

Sora's stomach grumbled. It was a long time since food went into his stomach.

"You like her?" Sora almost dropped his cell phone. Anybody would know whose voice that was.

"Next time would you please tap instead of yell?" asked Sora.

"You like her?" Selphie said.

"Who?" said the bewildered Sora.

"Kairi."

"Her?"

"Yeah."

"Are you kidding?"

"No."

"I don't like her."

"Uh-huh." Selphie laughed. "You just don't think you like her, but in your deep blue eyes, I can see your heart. You like Kairi, you like Kairi, you like –"

"Aw, shut up," said Sora. "I need to go get Shuyin."

"Why?"

"We're planning something that does not include a romanticist. Now go away." Selphie pouted before leaving Sora alone.

Namine looked nervously at her clock. Seven had already passed, so Namine assumed that Riku would be out by that time. Why did Riku have to assign it at this time anyway?

She gulped. She opened her sketchbook and continuing drawing her friends, just to pass the time away. And then there was. The dreadful knock.

Namine quickly threw her sketchbook under her bed and twiddled her fingers just before opening her door. She crossed her fingers, hoping to be someone else.

She turned her doorknob silently, and looked in the peak. Yeah, it was Riku all right. The mighty, tough looking, mean, cruel, merciless Riku looked down at Namine's pale face.

"Jeez, what's so scary?" Riku laughed. Namine frowned before opening the door more. He stepped in and looked around.

"Hn, not that girly."

Okay, Namine, time to speak up. "Yeah, so? Is there anything wrong with that?" Riku looked at her.

"Wait, you're a friend of Sora, aren't you?"

Namine glared. "Your point?"

Riku stared closer at Namine. "You don't look bad." Namine continued glaring.

"No thanks for your complement." She clearly wanted this guy to take her hint that she just wanted to finish the book.

"You don't have to be harsh." He threw himself onto Namine's bed.

Note 23: Clean the bed before sleeping. Namine glowered.

"Get out of my bed! We're going somewhere else to do it, okay?" She took the book out and flipped onto the first page, and it looked boring enough.

"I shall sue Mrs. White one day."

"And I'll help you."

Note 24: This guy's persistent enough to make my head blow.

"Okay, we go to the cafeteria, because I haven't eaten yet, and I don't care if you agree with me or not, and that's that." The door creaked open slowly, as if wind lived in the hallway.

"Heesh, you sound almost just like Sora."

"So what if I do?" Namine snapped back. Riku shrugged.

"I don't like him." Namine groaned. If he she had to spend a whole hour with him, she'll die. "Come on!"

Riku stood up and stretched, showing off his muscles. Namine blushed and quickly turned away, hoping that he didn't see her face.

Riku came walking over and rested his elbow on her shoulder. "Okay, let's go, my pretty." Namine took the heavy weight off of her. Riku was flirting with an enemy, that's for sure.

He probably wanted her on his side, so Sora would lose another friend. But now way was that going to happen. Sora's her best friend, and she had no intention of going against all her friends.

Note 25: Never make friends with a flirting enemy.

The next day:

Sora groaned in bed. He did not want to get off of his bed, after what Shuyin and he did last night. Sora should have never agreed to help.

But Shuyin had to be awake. And he wouldn't stop bothering him. Shuyin was shaking Sora's body, over and over again and yelling to wake up. The alarm clock went talking too. Sora gave up and rolled to the floor.

"I'm up, I'm up! Stop bothering me now, okay?"

"It's no that, you only have five minutes before you meet Mr. Pan." With a blink of an eye, Shuyin was gone. At that point, Sora didn't care at all if he brushed his hair or not. He did to want to meet another detention with Mr. Pan.

Grabbing a piece of toast Shuyin put on his table, he snatched his binder and ran away.

Ring!

Sora talked into the classroom just in time, as always. Mr. Pan stared at Sora with his humongous pair of spectacles.

"You are late, again," Mr. Pan spoke with his monotone voice.

"It's just a second late," sighed Sora.

"Detention, at six." Sora wanted to screech at the old man. People are so unfair these days.

"Now take a seat and we'll start our lesson." Sora trudged his way to his own desk and plopped down, and took his homework out.

When Mr. Pan made over to Sora's desk, he looked closely at Sora's work. "Number 2, 4, 6, 10, 14, and 20 wrong. Homework for you is to change their answers to the correct ones." Sora only ignored him and continued to tiredly doodle, like he always did.

Namine was unusually silent too. She didn't even whisper to Sora. She just stared at her binder.

And Kairi, who somehow got a seat behind Sora, was unbelievably tired too. She was hanging out in the movies with Riku, and they ended coming back at two in the morning.

Riku, was chatting with

"Open your textbooks to pg. 134 and start reading."

Lunchtime:

Sora was still not woken up yet, but he managed to endure the first few hours of class. And now he was hungry too.

"I need food," said Sora.

"Here," Shuyin shoved paper into Sora's hands. "It's all the information we've gathered on the party. We don't have much time on making up the prank, but from the outline of this Back-to-School Dance; it should take revenge on the Ultimate Retards. Lenne wants to talk to me."

Sora looked down on the paper.

"You like Kairi, you like Kairi, you like Kairi," Selphie came popping up, taunting at Sora.

Sora continued to yawn. "That's great."

"Great! You finally admit your love! Now just tell her that you love her."

Sora stuffed the paper into his binder, while Selphie mumbled something about lovebirds.

"It's great, Selphie, but who really cares? I just need food," Sora complained. He checked his wallet; only to find out he had no money.

"Here, I'll let you borrow some of my money, but you have admit that you like her," said Selphie. Sora rolled his eyes.

"Okay, fine, I like her. Happy?" He grabbed the twenty-dollar bill from her hands. Selphie did a yes sign.

"Cloud, it's okay now, you can come out." Cloud came out of the corner, and walked up to Selphie.

"So, give me fifty dollars," Selphie demanded.

"Yeah, but he has to admit that to Kairi."

"You just want to have Namine to admit her love before Sora does," she grumbled. Cloud grinned.

"No duh."

"Want to bring it up to a hundred dollars?"

"Make that two-hundred!" said Cloud. Selphie agreed eagerly. A romanticist can always tell who will fall in love first.

"And if Sora admits that he loves Kairi?"

"Five-hundred dollars."

Someone's gonna be rich.

"Ha, I'm winning so far, I'm winning so far," cheered Yuffie. Sora was staring blankly at his cards.

"I give up on this poker game. I don't get it."

"Yeah, didn't you know? Yuffie is not understandable," proclaimed Leon. He took a bite out of his sandwich.

"Shut up," said Yuffie as she threw her cards in. "Monopoly?"

"Since when do you bring Monopoly at lunch?" asked Aerith.

"Um… since now. Who the heck cares?" She took out the box out and sat up everything.

"Can we play?" Sora and Tidus asked, who were fully munching on fries.

"How can you guys eat so much and not get fat?" Selphie asked.

"Exercise, not shop," Sora and Tidus said in unison.

"Are you insulting us girls?" retorted Selphie in a friendly way. Sora quickly shook his hand, scared what she might do.

He looked around suspiciously if Riku was about to do something, but he wasn't anywhere in sight.

"Err, guys? Can I borrow a rope, a pan, a box of safety pins, and pink dye?" Sora whispered.

"I have pink dye," Aerith said. "Cloud stole my rope."

"I did not!" Cloud yelled. "I stole the pan because Leon and I had to go to that restaurant, and unfortunately, they did not have a pan."

"Okay, then, Yuffie has it," Leon said.

"We share the same room," Yuffie snapped.

Selphie giggled. "My love dust is working!" She took out her bottle filled with some kind of pink perfume. Leon was the first to notice and took the jar in Selphie's hands.

"So that's why my hair smelled funny when I woke up," Leon snarled as opened the jar and sniffed at it.

"Oh yes, that too." Sora grabbed the jar Leon was holding, and the pink dye Aerith always carried around. "Okay, that's all I need. I'll do the rope thing project next time." He dashed away out of the doors.

"Is he on sugar high?" Cloud asked.

"No, you're just dreaming," Aerith said.

Sora looked around the hallway. Good, nobody. He pocketed the perfume and dye and headed down to the fourth floor, where the boys' dormitories were.

He took the map Shuyin made for him of where all the boys were, and followed it to Riku's dormitory.

20 minutes later…

Sora quickly rushed out of the dormitory, hoping he wouldn't get caught in the west wing, where most of the jerks lied.

"Shoot, I need my guitar." So Riku gave a shorter time between lunch and band because he purposely wanted Sora to be late for class, which haven't happened so far. And hopefully, it won't happen for the rest of 10th grade.

He was about to turn from the corner when somebody bumped into him, again. And guess who it was.

"Sorry," replied Sora. He opened his eyes, and saw… Kairi, again.

"Is fate cursing me?" Sora asked. He frowned at Kairi, when he noticed that she had a box of safety pins.

"Oh, can I borrow these?" said Sora. Kairi shrugged.

"I just need five."

Sora grabbed a handful and put it onto her binder, along with her books. "Thanks," he said, and ran off. Kairi stood up and glared daggers at him, and continued to walk to her destination.

Sora felt kind of guilty for treating like that to her. She was nice, he guessed, but he still hated her for sticking with icky Riku.

Yeah, Mr. Hikari, you're just lying. Selphie's right, you know, you like her.

Shut up, Sora argued back to his mind.

You can't. I'm your conscious.

Sora ignored his "conscious" and strode to his room, sighing. He was going to be late, and there was nothing to deny it. And he hated Mr. Herman; otherwise know as Mr. Hermit Crab.

He was so stupid, and he liked the stupid, fat people. And he had that distinct feeling that Mr. Hermit Card didn't like him at all, because he seemly gave him Cs.

Ring!

"Okay, I'm not facing him. Tomorrow, I'm gonna tell him that I was sick yesterday," Sora mused to himself before throwing himself onto the bed and looking at his desk. One item got him mad. It was the one where him and Riku were at the beach, doing the sand castle contest that was held every year in Destiny Island. They won all thanks to Riku, and it seethed Sora more to think about it. Below it was the time that was ten days before they broke up into enemies. Sora opened the portrait and looked at the photograph, then ripped it in half. He tossed it into his drawer, and stared at the ceiling of Shuyin's bed.

Sora knew what one thing that he will be cheerful about: when Riku wakes up tomorrow.

The next day:

Riku was furious. Not only did fail to get Sora into trouble, but his hair was pink. All pink. And who did it? Clever, enemy, poor, happy-go-lucky Sora did it. And he can't do anything about it because there wasn't any evidence.

And today was the dance. He couldn't go out looking like a pink fool. He hated pink. At least the girls would stare at him more. He liked that.

But he needed to get back at Sora, even if it means getting in trouble.

Author's Endnote: Review. The more the merrier,and no flames, please!