Author Notes at the beginning of the chapter? What a weird change of pace, but don't get use to it. I was asked to put them in the beginning this time, to explain the fight I got into.
Well, I kinda got into a argument with this little red neck republican kid, who kept prancing about how Bush won the election. I asked him why he voted for Bush, and he said because he was against gay marriage. I asked him why he was against gay marriage. The little twerp said bcause it was a sin. I asked him since when is it a sin to love someone? He said when they're the same sex. But, of course, I made him shut up with the fact religion doesn't belong in government, since everyone isn't the same religion, especially here in America. Knowing damn well he lost the fight verbally, he decided to shove me, so yeah..... I kicked his ass for pissing me off. He was a nerd anyway, so he wasn't all that hard to beat the shit out of XD
Wow, you people are guessing at who walked in on them. Not really a surprise, you all saw it coming and tried to play dumb. I am so hurt that you all are playing stupid with me T-T I have feelings, you know!!
I'm Not a Model
Chapter Nine (I think, I kinda lost count...)
"Sora, go," I said firmly but quietly. My eyes never left the cocky but quiet blond's eyes. He was standing there, smug as ever. I could tell he was enjoying this.
"But, Riku-"
"Just go!" I ordered, Sora not questioning my judgement. He slid down off the marble sink quickly and quietly, making his way past the smirking bastard that wasn't to far from the wooden swinging door. I could tell this wasn't going to be pretty, especially when Cloud decided to come closer to me..
"Ordering him around like that?" Cloud was closer to me, more like three feet away from me. "You have your pet on a tight leash, eh, Riku?"
".................... He's not my pet." I could only glare at him and that unwavering and annoying look on his face. It was as if he had won some agument that didn't even start yet.
"I hope he isn't. I would've never figured you were one with a furry fetish," he said innocently. Innocent isn't Cloud at all, so something told me to be on guard, that something being his finger twirling my silver hair.
I didn't bother to move, but I just kept sending him that death glare. "Don't touch me."
"Why not? That little kid can touch you but I can't? I've known you longer than he has known you, but you trust him more?" The smirk was gone, only to be replaced with a smile; a sadistic one at that. "Why is that?"
"Why aren't you playing with Aerith?" I hissed. He stepped even closer, looming over my shorter height.
"She's not that interesting anymore. You on the other hand......." I didn't like where this was going. If he was going to confess his everlasting love for me, I think I might go find another piece of glass and jab it into my throat. His fingers stopped playing with the few strands of hair they were holdin to only cradle my cheek. "You hold my attention quite well.."
That's when I had to slap his hand away from me. "Cloud, you're really fucked up if you feel that way."
"If that's the case, then your friend Sora is really fucked up, too," the blond cooed as he leaned down, closer to my face. I started to feel uncomfortable to say the least. I never felt anything for Cloud. He was always just........ there, serving no purpose but to annoy me. I tried to slide my way over to the right to get the hell way, but he proved he was smart enough to place his hands firmly on the sink behind he. I was trapped between his two arms, the marble sink behind me, and those damn annoying blue eyes.
"Why are you messing with me?" I had to ask. I would think it was obvious, but I had nothing else to say.
"Because you're......... interesting, to say the least." Something was telling me to push him away and fucking run, but I was in shock. My brain stopped functioning completely when that asshole did it. The blond guy with the heart of ice leaned forward an kissed me. I tried to ignore the fact that his tongue was gently sliding over my lips, I tried to ignore him completely, but I failed spectacularly. Before I knew, I was kissing back. It just felt so good and natural.
And that's what scared me the most.
Cloud pulled away abrubtly, smirking again. "See? Now was it so bad? You act as if I'm poison or something," His smirk turning into a smile. Not a sadistic, evil smile, but a plain happy smile. Or a damn good impersonation of one. That smile was what ticked me off, the fact the bastard was happy about what just happened. I was.... I felt disgusting, just for letting him near me. That's when I finally got the sense to push the jerk away from me.
"Just keep the hell away from me, Cloud," I said as he stumbled back a bit. I made my way to the swinging door, ready to push it open, but that blond bastard grabbed my wrist. I turned my so I could face him, my eyes throwing daggers at him.
"Why must you be so uptight, Riku?"
I pulled my arm away, and gladly pushed the door open, exiting the same bathroom that pyscho was in. I know my life was already fucked up, but what the hell just happened? The hallways were empty, which meant hallway passing time had already ended. And that meant I was already late for class. But that wasn't my problem, my problem was that cocky jerk in the bathroom behind me.
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I was definitely glad when I got home. The last time I saw Sora was after school. He said something was different about me, but couldn't say what. I told him he was imagining things. He was also very nosy about what happened with Cloud and me at school. I wasn't about to tell him what happened, he'd be devastated. The kid's the emotional type, and who knows what he'd do if he ever got wind of that kiss. I really don't need to have someone I care about go ahead and do something stupid again.
Once I made it up to my room and threw my book bag on the ground, my mom had to barge in. And for once, she was dressed normally. She had on blue jeans and a white DKNY shirt, and I hate to be honest, she looked liked a mess.
"What the hell happened to you?" I asked. She was breathing as if she ran a mile in less than five minutes.
"I just ran up the stairs to warn you that Seph is coming over." Personally, I like my uncle, my mom on the other hand, is afraid of him. She finds him too..... weird for today's world. So my mom avoids him, at all costs, even going into disguising as a normal citizen, like now for example, to hide.
"And your point is......?"
"I'm leaving for the night," the silver haired woman said. "I trust you can make yourself something to eat," she smiled before she exitted my doorway. To be honest, I wish Sephiroth had custody over me instead of her. As she slammed the door to my room shut, I couldn't help but role my eyes. For an attorney, she could be the epitome of childishness at times.
Being at home was pretty boring, especially since I didn't own anything fun. Everytime I owned something like a videogame system, I would end up breaking it someone. The last one I owned was a PS2 and I hurled that out the window along with the TV I had in here. The game I was playing was starting to piss me off and something was wrong with the television anyway. My mom just shook her head at me and decided it was best not to buy me anything electronic for a while.
I walked over to my desk and slid opon one of the drawers. One drawer in my desk was completely reserved for the CDs I owned. I didn't have that many since people tend to borrow things and never give them back. Leon still had my Blink 182 "Enema of the State" CD, Selphie pretty much stole all my Red Hot Chili Pepper CDs, Aerith somehow managed to get ahold of few of my imported J-rock disks, and Kairi.... she had a few of my CDs, too. The CDs I didn't want people to know I had. She liked them all since she was a real J-music freak.
"Have you heard of L'arcenciel, Riku?" she asked, her smile beaming as usual.
"Yeah...."
"I really want to hear more of their music. I haven't really heard alot."
"I have two of their CDs....."
"You do? Can I please borrow them!?"
That was the last time I seen those two CDs. But in return she lent me her Hikaru Utada disk. I told her I hated pop music, but she just ignored me and shoved the disk into my hands. The red headed girl insisted that J-pop wasn't as meaningless and stupid as American pop. I took her word for it, as I usually did. That CD was in the drawer still, but I wonder what her parents did with all the CDs I lent her.
As she was transforming me into a J-music fan, I was changing her into a rock fan. She turned out to a be a big fan of it, in the end. But of course, she couldn't conform to the punk, emo, goth crowd though. I wasn't the one trying to make her change, she was trying to on her own. She once told me she would do anything to make he happy, and I guess that's why she tried to go punk. She didn't have to for me, I liked her style already, it was original and pretty much yelled that she was her own person. Blank tank top under a short-sleeve button up shirt she found in the men's department of some department store, a pair dark jeans, and her black K-swiss she had for two years. A blue Roserie, a few chains hanging off her pants, one earring with paper clips hanging off of it, and she was known to cross-dress from time to time.
Digging through CDs bring back memories, that's for sure. Now I have to go ask Leon, Selphie, and Aerith to give me back my damn CDs. Especially those imported ones; those were expensive as hell. Of course, when I found the CD I wanted to listen to, I remebered my CD player was pretty much in pieces since I kinda smashed it with a hammer because it kept skipping. Everything I get, I destroy oddly.
I heard a car pull up outside my window and figured it must've been Seph since he was coming over like mom had said. She long since left the house, fleeing to parts unknown. I peaked out the window to see the black Ferrari the guy drove around. I had no idea how he paid for it on a teachers' salary. As he climbed out of his car on the driver's side, he looked up and saw me in the window. Knowing my cue, I got away from the window, and ran downstairs to open the front door for him.
"I take it your mom already left," Seph said, in an unamused tone as soon as I opened the door wide enough for him to enter.
"Yeah, you know how she is," I sighed as I closed the door behind him.
"It wasn't like I was here to see her anyway."
"You're here to see me? Why?"
He looked down at me through hooded grey bangs. Seph smiled and replied, "I have the right to see my only nephew. Besides, I'm starting to worry about you." Worry? About me? As far as I know, I've been doing fine lately. I hadn't changed the typical things that I usually do like skip classes, curse at people, not doing my work, and whatever else I did on a daily basis.
"What are you worried about? If you're starting to suspect my mom has been neglecting me, you're pretty late then," I said as headed for the kitchen. "What something to drink or whatever?"
He followed me into the kitchen. "I thought you'd give me more credit than that, Riku. I figured that out a long time ago," the silver haired man said. Taking one of the seats next to the wooden kitchen table, he continued. "You seem... more..." He paused. "More... loose, as if you really don't care about what you do."
He never answered my question about whether or not he wanted something to drink, so I didn't even bother. I leaned back against the refrigerator, giving my most bored of expressions. "I never cared about what I did, are you just now realizing that?"
"True, but atleast you thought about it before actually doing it."
"Huh?" I was confused.
Pushing up his small square-frame glasses up, his silver bangs fell into his face once again. "Whenever you did things, you would put alot more thought into how you do them, but now......." Seph just trailed off. Okay, I understood what he was getting at now.
"Look, whatever, does it really matter? I'm still doing what I like to do," I waved it off as if it were nothing.
"No you're not," he smiled from his seat at the table. "When you were happy, you'd be wearing nothing but black and going to random concerts, not breaking everything you touch."
Luckily, the doorbell saved me. I slinked out the kitchen and made my way to the front door. Okay, Seph may have won this round, but the war isn't over. I opened the door, only to be greeted by the weirdest of people.
"Uh, hi Riku?" Only Sora would say "hi" and make it sound like a question. "I just came over because I need to see your history book real quick."
"Where the hell is yours?" I gave him a bored look
"I lost it."
"How the hell do you lose a book that's as big as a dictionary?"
"I don't know, but that's not important. Can I see yours?" the brunette asked as I let him in.
"Do I ever do my homework?" I inquired.
"No," Seph said as he finally decided to interrupt me and my friend's conversation. He stood right behind me, placing his hands firmly on my shoulders. "Aren't you going to introduce me to your friend? It would seem like the polite thing to do," he smiled.
"Fine, if you insist. Seph, this is my friend Sora. Sora, this is my uncle who is also the art teacher at school," I said unenthusiasticly. "There, are you happy now, Seph?" I asked as I looked at him. The silver haired man looked at Sora long and hard before he answered.
"I shouldn't have to drag politeness out of you, Riku."
"Yeah, yeah, whatever. When are you leaving anyway?" I know it seems rude to ask a guest when they are leaving, but he's family, so I feel I can disrespect him to a point where I won't get in trouble.
"Oh, I don't know especially since I really have nothing to do tonight. I guess I could stay here all night, just to make sure you don't cause any trouble," he was smiling like a maniac. Seph must be in the mood to torment me tonight.
"That's it, you leave now," I reached up and grabbed one of ihs platnium bangs. "Leave now or you're going to have a weird looking bald spot that's going to be really obvious to see since it's going to be visible from the front," I warned, not trying to be serious or anything.
The platnium haired art teacher actually pouted when I said that. "Fine, be a brat then. Tell your mom she's still a childish bitch when she gets back.... whenever that is." He pushed his square glasses back up on his nose once again, and offered a smile. He walked pass me and Sora, leaving us there in the door way as he left the house and walked towards his car.
"Your uncle's the one the drives that red Ferrari?" Sora asked. I knew what he was thinking; How did he manage to pay for that thing? Teacher's aren't exactly the richest people in the world.
"Yeah, and I have no clue how he pays for it," I sighed. "Anyway, I don't have my history book, but I thought someone like you could figure that out."
The brunette scowled at that comment but asked, "Hey, where's your mom? Isn't she usually here around this time?" I closed the front door as he asked that question.
"She ran off because my uncle was coming over. For some reason, she acts like she can't really stand him."
"Ooh, I think I see. Anyway, what are you doing now?" Sora asked, shoving his hands into his black pants' pockets.
"I was going through my CDs before my uncle decided to drop by. Besides that, I wasn't really doing anything," I said, scratching the back of my head. "Do your parents even know you're here? Your parents already don't like me and I don't want them over here yelling at me and saying I'm the devil's incarnate."
"Nope, they don't know I'm here. What they don't know won't hurt them," the blue eyed boy smiled.
"Deliquent," I mumbled before turning around to head the nearby staircase.
"You're one to talk, Mr. I-have-a-gigantic-tattoo-on-my-back-plus-a-ton-of-piercings. Compared to you, I'm an honor student."
"I'm not the one with my eyebrow pierced with my friend's money, am I?" Sora scowled at that as he followed behind me up the staircase.
"You'll get your money back, I told you!"
"Yeah, riiiiiiiiiiiiight. That's like saying I'll get an A in any of my classes," I said obnoxiously.
"Oh yeah? If my eyebrow piercing seems like enough money for you to whine about, how much did this tattoo cost?" The little bastard actually had to the nerve to pull the back of my shirt up to prove his point. "I know this thing didn't cost twenty dollars, that's for sure."
"That tattoo costed around one hundred dollars, and it was a birthday gift if you don't mind, so I didn't pay for any of it."
"Who payed for it then?"
"Kairi did."
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Hiiiiiiiiiiiii!!! I know it hasn't actually been that long o.O I got off the hook easily despite having to do the dishes and laundry for a while. I'm so lucky, but this is the first real fight I've gotten into at school, so my mom decided to be nice and give me computer access.
Random things: The Pillows' (J-rock) new album just came out last month if you didn't know. It's called "Good Dreams" and of course, I'm going to pirate it like I did all their other albums. Sure I'm missing a few songs from each album, but I have majority of them. In total I have 92 songs by The Pillows. I'm a big fan of them, for some reason.
People who like J-music at my school didn't know about X-Japan, Malice Mizer, and Dir en Grey o.0 It's my job to expose them to the gods of J-rock. Of course, I need blank CDs to burn their music onto and I'm too broke to buy them, let alone go to Best Buy.
I beat Kingdom Hearts about a two weeks ago. I forgot to mention it. I hated the ending, they should've focused on Riku more, not focus on Kairi or a whole five damn minutes. (stabs Squaresoft with a stapler). I HAVE to get KH2 so I can see my grey haired bishie T-T
I guess that's it o.0 I had a nice little Writer's Vacation for three days before I started working on this chap. Dammit, I forgot to mention I have to go to therapy due to emotional stress issues. Don't ask about that, just something I wanted to tell everyone. Until I feel like starting on the 10th chapter, laters...