I'm Not a Model

Chapter Twelve (Yeah, twelve, motherbitches!)

"So, Riku, what was it that the art teacher needed to talk to you about?" Teachers are nosy. They always pry into your business, and when they get the information they want, they spread it around the faculty like it's a disease they want to get on purpose. Like a student who wants to miss school. I wish I could miss school. Maybe then I wouldn't have to deal with random bullshit like an over emotional emo kid, some random rapist, a goof-ball uncle, and random members of the school staff who enjoy tormenting me. Like the math teacher, because she's interrogating me now.

"None of your business," I replied as I slipped back into class, closing the door behind me. "And why do you care anyway? It's not like we were talking about you behind your back or anything," I shrugged as I took my seat at my desk. Sora was still in his damn stubborn, emo, pissy mode but atleast he wasn't looking at me as if he wanted to jump my skin. He settled for staring blankly out the window. If I did that during class, I would get yelled at.

But then again, I'm Riku, the badass the teachers hate.

The teacher just rolled her eyes, turning back to scribble more numbers and bullshit that we students will never use in real life. Dear God, when I grow up, I'm going to become a math teacher. I'll get paid for doing absolutely nothing.

Class was over in less than ten moments. I was glad that Seph wasted alot of my class time. I wasn't glad, however, about the math homework I really didn't understand. So fixing the problem between me and Sora is now a necessity, he will most most likely do my homework for me once I get back on his good side.

Sora picked up his books and proceeded out of class, not even acknowledging the fact that I was right behind him. Once we were both out of the classroom, I grabbed his shoulder, stopping him dead in his tracks. He turned around on his own accord, with another one of his cold glances. Yeah... this was going to be about as easy as crossing a busy street with cars coming from two directions blind-folded. I wasn't about to plead out loud when it was passing time. Do you know how many students could possibly hear us? I don't want my business going around school. Hell, I'm starting to like my freaky, all-girl fanclubs. They started leaving me presents in my locker every other day.

But that's not important. I grabbed Sora's hand and blindly led him through the parade of students. He was looking pretty flustered since he was bumping into people left and right. Well, that couldn't be helped. Our school had fairly over crowded hallways. I needed to drag him somewhere where we could talk in private. Every place I though of just said "No" in my mind, except my unlce's class room. He wouldn't mind, hell, he encouraged the whole "Make up with Sora" deal. Of course, as soon as we turned the hallway corner, I realized we walked right into a battle field that was just not pretty.

"Cloud, I swear sometimes you just make me wonder!" It was Aerith... and it appears she decided to comfront Cloud once and for all. The blonde guy had dropped all his books apparently, and judging from the small crowd of students around them, this fight was just getting started.

"How dare you do this to me! How the hell can you just dump me?" Aerith's hair was starting to come loose from the ponytail she wore. "For a guy none the less!"

I don't like where this is going...

"...So... your point is?" Cloud shrugged it off, as if he didn't care about whether or not he hurt the girl's feelings. He rolled his eyes boredly, as if the screeching girl in front of him was definetly not worth his time.

"You tossed me to the curb for someone who doesn't even want to be bothered with you," Aerith said as she boldly walked closer to Cloud. I guess she really wanted to make the point of Cloud being a total dumbass. He's chasing after me when I really want him to leave me alone. Aerith still had that frown on her face as she placed her hands on hips as she only stood one foot away from her ex-boyfriend.

Cloud looked tired, as if he really didn't deserve this, even though he did. He looked over in my direction sadly, and I tried to hide behind the person who was standing the person infront of me. I never get any good luck, and the bastard saw me, Sora looking not-so-blissfully-clueless for once. This is one time I wish he did, for the sake of my ever unhappy future. Cloud smirked and casually walked away from Aerith, his hands in his black hoodie. She looked mildly shocked that he was walking away, but her eyes went up in horror as she realized where he was heading.

She quickly grabbed him by his shoulder. "Cloud.. no, don't. There's too many people here...," I heard her whisper. Her expression went from anger to worry in a manner of seconds, but Cloud didn't bother to give her a second thought. He just kept walking towards me, as if he was going to kill whoever got in his way. Everyone who was standing anywhere near him moved to the side, to give the guy room.

I was still holding Sora's hand, and I was squeezing the hell out it without realizing it. A million different things were going through my mind at the moment. The fact that nothing ever goes right for me. I always have stalkers. Cloud was the scariest. Cloud was coming closer. Cloud was too close to me.

He was standing right in front of me and damn his height.

The blonde looked amused about me just standing there, not knowing what to do. A smirk curled onto his features as he looked down at my hand. The one that was holding Sora's.

And that didn't stop him from kissing me.

He pulled his lips away from mine long enough to gauge everyone's reactions. He looked happy at the chaos he created as whispers and outbursts were rising from the crowd. I, however, wasn't saying anything. I was shocked, I knew he was going to do something evil and sadistic, but good God... what he just did was unspeakable.

"No fucking way, Riku's gay!"

I was about to turn around to definetly hit whoever said that, but Sora pulled my hand and dragged me away from all of the havoc. Sora being... somewhat bold? No, that didn't fit. He was quiet and shy, usually confused. Him taking charge of a situation? It seemed so outlandish to me. We were walking, no, running down the hallway corridor. Sora looked as if he knew exactly where to go.

He took me to the art room. Passing time ended long ago, so Security Guards were most likely at the scene of freakish-ness now. There had to be a good thirty to forty people there.

"This is where you were going to take me anyway, right?" Sora was showing pity, and I knew it. He was too kind-hearted to let me be humiliated like that, even though he was pissed at me.

"Yeah," I answered quietly as I led him inside the ever cluttered room. Seph was still there, the paint thinner put away somewhere hopefully. He looked surprised to see me again so soon, since I left this room less than twenty minutes ago.

"...I'll leave now," was all the grey haired man said beore picking up his small mug of coffee and his ancient, yellow newspaper, to leave. "Please don't destroy my room. It's already a mess." Seph slammed the door behind him as he left. I guess he was going to hide out in the Teacher's Lounge or something.

"Riku..." Sora was obviously at lost for words. He had this sad, pitiful look on his face, since he must've felt really bad about what just happened. Somehow, I felt this was all my fault. This is just some freaky vendetta between me and Cloud and Sora got roped into this somehow.

"Look, Riku, I-"

"Go ahead and yell at me, you know you want to. You saw it yourself. Cloud kissed me. Do me a favor and kick me in the balls for being such a jerk and blah, blah, blah, and bitch, bitch, bitch." Okay, I was being a little sarcastic obviously, but he can yell at me. I don't want to be beaten to death now.

"No, I was just going to say I'm sorry... And that I should've just taken your word for it," Sora sighed. "I don't really know Cloud to judge him, but from what I've seen from him..." Yeah, no need to finish that sentence. It pretty much finishes by itself.

That apology was missing something. "You forgot the part where you were being a ass," I reminded him, earning a disapproving scowl. Sure, leave that part out

" I wasn't being an ass."

"Yes you were. Always inflicting those stupid morals of yours on everything. Wow, this scary guy kisses me, and you assume I actually wanted it to happen. When you assume, you make an ass of yourself." Add another point to the scoreboard, He's only won one argument so far... if I remember correctly, which is sad. He gets better grades that me, and he can't even win an argument with me.

"Uh huh, and now since you owe me, you can do my math homework for me. You don't have anything better to do anyway." Crisis somehwere near over, things are slowly falling back into place with me and Sora. So okay, one problem solved. Now, what to do about the swarm of students who now think I'm completely gay. That's a lie, because I like chicks, too. Okay, there's really no way for me to fix it, since I'm involved with Sora, whose is a guy. The great skills of Problem-Solving and Critical Thinking are now needed, shame I don't have them.

Sora sighed and sat down on a nearby desk. "Fine, I'll do you homework for you. But that's not important, what are you going to do now?" ... Wait, wasn't I just thinking about that?

"I really have no idea," I admitted as I took a seat next to him. "There's no real way for me to deny it. Unless you say you're a chick and start cross-dressing, there is no real solution."

"... You could always say you're bisexual."

"Nope, that's not gonna work either. Saying you're bi is the equivalent of saying you're gay at this school. If you're a guy who likes the girls but bangs the boys, the Boys' Locker Room is not the safest place in the world." Hell, school isn't the greatest place to be, either. I really wish I could go home now. I had no other reasons to be here besides make-up or whatever with Sora. "Sora, please angst with me."

"I have an idea... kinda.." Sora, you are my God now.

"Well, what the flying hell is it?"

"Umm.. well... You could find a girl and have her act as if she was your girlfriend, but you could still see me in private, like when we are not in school," Sora said, looking as if he was unsure about his own idea.

Personally, I loved it. Best. Damn. Idea. Ever. Period.

"Huh? Riku, not so tight!." I couldn't help it, I hugged him so tight that I think I broke his arms. I would've never thought of something so genius. He really has no idea how happy he has just made me. "Riku, we're in school!"

"We're in a room with no one else in it, no need to worry." Sora worries too much, it's not like we're in the freaking hallway for God's sake.

"But what if your uncle comes in?" I planted a quick kiss on his cheek, causing them to flare red instantly.

"He's not going to care. It's not like the guy is completely straight anyway." Sora pryed my arms from around him. I don't know how he managed that with his skinny arms.

"Seph's gay?" He asked, shock obviously showing on his face.

"Yeah, he told me today when I wasn't in class," I said boredly.

"He always struck me as straight..."

"That's what I was thinking, but then when I thought about it, it kinda made sense. I mean, what straight man keeps his hair that long and wears it in a ponytail?" I sat up straight as I said that.

"What gay man dresses in outdated clothes like he does?"

"Clothes don't mean anything. I mean, look at you, you don't strike me as gay from first glance. You strike me as a wuss."

"..." There's that icy glare again. "Anyway, that's off topic. Who are you going to get to be your pretend girlfriend?"

"Don't worry, I got it covered. It's not like the girl has anything better to do anyway." Yep, I already had the perfect girl in mind.

"Who?"

"Yuffie Kisaragi." She's perfect for the role. She's loud, and annoying, so she can easily scare anyone off. Hell, she probably has all the fighting moves needed to scare people away, too.

"Are you talking about the girl who is obsessed with anything remotely Japanese, loves the idea of becoming a ninja, brings small weapons to school, and always wears an anime t-shirt," he asked. Wow, he hit the nail right on the head. That's Yuffie in a nutshell, except he left out the part about her stealing school supplies. Hell, she is a ninja with the way she runs and jumps around, managing to get into locked lockers and file cabinets around school.

"Yeah, she won't mind at all. But she might demand a fee for this..." Yuffie was known for her money grubbing ways. She would gladly cheat anyone out of their cash, even they were her best friend. She might give it back later, but don't expect it to be everything she got from you.

"I'd be a little afraid. She does carry around sharp objects..."

"She only uses those for prying lockers and file cabinets open. I have yet to see her actually throw a shuriken or kunai at someone."

"I hope you're right..." I heard the brunette mutter.

"Of course I'm right, and it looks like things might be under control for a while if we go through with this plan," I announced. "Now to celebrate, I say we have sex on this sturdy looking table!"

"...Say, second period started a while ago, didn't it?"

Eheheheheheheh (scratches the back of her head). Been damn near a month hasn't it? I've been busy, kinda. I work for a website, now. I'm a content writer for an anime website, so that takes a bit of my time. I go to school, too. Yeah, school is harder now, and I barely managed to keep above a 3.0 (3.017 to be exact). Ummm, what else have I been doing? OH! I've been read FMA fanfiction, and I was looking for FF7 doujins o.o Yeah, I've really been busy, lol

Right now, I ish sick T.T

I still no own Xenogears. It's so hard to find! (angsts) I miss the battle system in that game, and I also miss Bart's bishie-ness T.T

I'm still playing FF7, and I've gotten all the characters, including Vincent and Yuffie, even though I kinda cheated and started reading the game script over at gamefaq dot com. I was soooo bored.

Umm. I guess that's it, I don't know. I hope no one out there is too pissed at me o.o