-Chapter 3
-Callbacks and Dinner Plans
A/N- YAY! This finally came off hiatus….well, it wasn't really a hiatus…I mean…like a week or two really…oh well what ever. THANKS FOR REVIEWING!
ATTENTION: I WILL BE ON HIATUS FROM 7/12-7/22! I'm going to New York and my Mom will kill me if I even LOOK at the computer when I'm there. Expect an update on one of my stories… (Probably "He is Our God") by June 24th!
-LovelessRitsuka
"Mmmm…..." A silver haired teenager nuzzled a cold fluffy thing that was placed against his head.
Sleepy aquamarine eyes opened lazily to find his vision blocked by loose strands of silver that had gotten out of his hair band's grip.
Riku sat up immediately, checking out where he was. Relaxing, he plopped back down on his bed.
No worries, it was just his bedroom. Aquamarine eyes darted to the alarm clock on his bed stand.
It was already ten, was Ansem home yet?
Riku silently pondered this, then realization came to him, he must've fallen asleep while setting up the table.
Again…
He silently cursed to himself, closing his eyes and scrunching them as if he were in pain.
Ansem must've found me on the floor and taken me to my room…
The Hails man had done this before, he was already accustomed to finding his son on the floor or asleep somewhere.
It wasn't Riku's fault however, well Ansem thought so, but that's not the point!
The silver haired boy had been born with a disease…an incurable one at that.
No one knew this of course, except for the Ansem, Riku, and the doctors that sometimes visited to see how he was doing.
Ansem paid heavy money to cure his son, he was after all HIS property, and property dying is never a good thing.
Unfortunately for the Hails family, Riku was the first recorded case with this disease.
There was no name for it as of yet, although it was rather troublesome but supposedly not lethal.
The disease caused sleepiness, weakness, but nothing more. It was completely random as well, one moment everything's fine….and the next you're on the floor, pale as snow, unconscious.
It truly was strange.
Blocking out his thoughts, Riku stood up from the bed. He wasn't tired anymore, although he could do with something to eat.
The now awake teenager hopped off his somewhat ruffled bed, and stepped out of his bedroom.
Walking down the heavily decorated halls and passing strange portraits of strange things he didn't understand, Riku finally made it to the staircase.
It was a grand staircase, one that rivaled Titanic's own grand staircase. The red carpet with its antique white designs and dark oak banister that gleamed exquisitely due to the light from the chandelier above.
He walked on, passing various other portraits and useless furniture he'd just cleaned a few hours ago.
Finally making it to the kitchen he heard the clacking of silverware in the next room. The dining room was right next door, you could hear everything perfectly from the kitchen.
The teenager peeked out into the dining room, pushing the kitchen door just a tad…
His father sat at one of the ends of the dining table, which in his opinion, was too freaking big for its own.
Seriously, the stupid thing could sit well over thirty people!
He should at least greet his own dad right?
Riku pushed the door at tad more, stepping out slight-RING! RING!
Startled, the boy jumped, causing Ansem to look up at his son.
Riku immediately faced the floor, how embarrassing.
RING!
"Riku…are you just gonna stand there or are you gonna make yourself useful and pick up the phone?"
The teenager nodded quickly, "yes sir..."He mumbled, rushing to the phone which was located by the wall on a simple end table.
"Hails Residence," Riku spoke nervously, he could practically feel Ansem frowning at him from behind.
"Hello, is this Riku Hails?" A man asked, his tone was friendly yet businesslike at the same time.
"Yes, who may this be?" The teenager politely asked, noticing the lack of clacking coming from Ansem's direction.
"Ah! Good, my name is Satoshi Kasami. I'm the president of Invidia Records, your friend Squall told me about you."
Riku drew back in surprise, since when did Leon know the president of Invidia Records!
"I see, umm….I didn't know he knew you, he told me he'd call in for me, but I never thought I'd get a call back today."
On the other side of the phone, Satoshi nodded.
"Squall is a good friend of my eldest son, Cloud; he's also a very close family friend."
Riku nodded on the other side of the phone, "Okay, so when do I get to…." He trailed off, unsure of what to say.
The president smiled, "An audition? Come tomorrow…hmmm…yes, would you mind coming to my family home instead of the studio? I…kind of promised my wife I'd stay home…." The president shivered, remembering the wrath of an angry Seiya Kasami.
"Sure, ummm…thanks, I'll come. Where is it exactly thought?" The silver haired boy asked, feeling somewhat relaxed as he heard Ansem leave the room.
"I'm sure Squall can bring you, he's coming over for dinner tomorrow, would you like to stay too by any chance?"
Riku gulped, well he could make dinner before leaving…
"Sure! Why not?" He replied rather enthusiastically.
"Good, I'll have Squall pick you up sometime in the afternoon, be ready alright? Good bye."
"Bye," the silver haired boy replied hanging up the phone.
Riku started at the phone for a couple more seconds as it lay on the receiver.
Leon was coming tomorrow to take him to an audition, this was weird!
A small smile on his lips, he left the dining room, turning off the large chandelier at the center of the room by pressing a golden light switch by the door.
Satoshi smiled to himself, the boy sounded kind although somewhat nervous…and was that fear he detected in his voice?
Well he didn't think of himself as THAT scary…then again, it must be rather intimidating to a teenager who wants to be a singer to talk to someone like himself.
RING! RING!
Green eyed turned to the phone, he picked it up.
"Hello, Invidia Records President speaking."
"Sato! Where are YOU? It's late, and you're not here!" A woman whined on the other side of the phone.
He groaned, "Seiya…it's only ten, I'll be back soon okay?"
The woman on the other side whimpered pitifully, but nonetheless squeaked out an "Ok…hurry back!" and turned off the phone.
The man chuckled to himself; his wife sure was amusing at times. So much like Sora….his younger son was just like his wife, the only real difference was age, gender, and Sora's spiky hair.
Oh, and that Sora's a virgin…..or is he?
-GASP-
At this thought, the president of Invidia Records practically flew out of his office, while being stared at by late working employees, several looking amused while other muttered about their "crazy president."
Back at the Hails Mansion, Riku was currently washing the dish his father had ever so generously left in the sink for him.
Smiling to himself, the boy scrubbed the dish until he could see his reflection, unaware that an older man stood watching him from the shadows.
Lurking, watching, waiting
For his time to come
On the road however, a red Porsche was currently breaking the speed limit while listening to reggaeton.
"Hmm…this isn't half bad…" Satoshi spoke to himself as he listened to the energetic music emanating from his car radio.
Luckily for him, the cops were on the other side of town dealing with a motorcycle accident and so the Kasami man got home safely with only a few remarks about his driving.
A few in Spanish…which he couldn't understand.
He wondered what "Oye! Baja la velocidad piesa de basura! Tu quieres matar a alguien!" meant.
Anyways, the blonde haired man stepped out of his car, removing his sunglasses before reaching the front door and attempting to open it….only for it to open on it own…with a brunette women with tears in her eyes ready to glomp him uncontrollably.
"HONEY! YOU'RE HOME!" Yelled a rather overdramatic woman as Satoshi stepped inside the house while being glomped by his wife.
"I-I missed you too dear…" Satoshi stuttered out, looking extremely amused and slightly flushed.
A chuckle was heard from the stairs as two boys sat around the middle, gazing down at their parents with smirks on their faces.
Satoshi waved at them, making it clear that he really couldn't do much besides that while in the grip of their crazy mother.
The elder seventeen year old nodded, while his younger son continued giggling.
Sora's face was a slight pink from laughing; the fourteen year old's spiky hair stayed in place even as he rocked bak and forth on the stairs, the elder blonde watching him carefully.
Cloud was still wondering why Sora hadn't fall on the freaking steps from laughing so much.
So with the insane wife/ mother glomping her poor crazy president of a husband to death while being smirked and giggled at by their teenage sons, there's only one thing anyone could really say.
Welcome to the Kasami House
-Riku will be a singer with a few modeling gigs for advertisement.
-Review and give me suggestions on how to make the story better, that way I can make it better and we'll both be happy.
-Next chapter….THE REALLY IMPORTANT PERSON COMES INTO THE STORY! –WOOT-