Title: High School Drama
Chapter: Hiding
Author: Raserei Hojo
Summary: Ansem, sixteen years old, was thrust into high school. He agreed to go only because he thought he'd meet sexy girls… But he soon finds out the real reason he stays is to get to know The Senior.
Rating: T
Feedback: Very much so desired!
Story Warnings: Male/Male, shounen-ai
Pairings: Sephiroth/Ansem
Disclaimer: Any recognizable characters of Final Fantasy VII or Kingdom Hearts belong to Squaresoft. Any that are NOT recognizable belong to me. However, feel free to use them in any story you wish.

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"Ansem? Sweetie?" Asiya, knocked on the door. "Do you need Mommy to get you anything?"

Ansem pulled the covers over his head. I'm a junior in high school and she treats me like I'm five years old… In all honesty, Ansem couldn't wait until Friday morning. His Father, Ashram, was taking his wife to the hot springs, and then to the largest town in Hollow Bastion, Gaema, to do some hardcore gambling. It would be a miracle if there was anything left in Ansem's college fund.

"I'm fine, Mom!" With a sigh he rolled onto his back. "A little rest and I'll be right back up to par." He threw the covers off the bed, feeling hot and sticky. Summer wasn't about to subside any time soon, making him all the more moody.

"Are you positive? You've missed two days of school! Maybe we should take you to the doctor?"

"I'm fine!" Ansem snapped. He glared at the ceiling, his face burning in embarrassment. Sephiroth The Senior kissed him. He kissed him in the cafeteria, in front of all those guys, and all of his potential girlfriends. Burying his face in his hands, he sighed. "Maybe I'll change schools… Or go back to being home schooled."

He heard his father speak to his mother, and then their conversation steadily grew into an argument. Ansem closed his eyes and listened his parents dispute over what was most likely nothing important, both of them probably drunk. "It's too early for this…" He sat up and with a heavy sigh, got dressed. "If I get to school around 3PM, I can tell people about the party, or maybe if I go tomorrow…."

"What party?" Ashram's voice came through the door.

Ansem smacked his forehead, cursing his inability to keep his mouth shut. I thought they were arguing!

"A party at a friend's house, Dad…."

Ashram threw open the door and marched over to his son, glaring down at him. Although Ashram's eyes were blue and his hair was jet black, it was obvious where Ansem got his looks from. "I knew I couldn't trust a teenager to be left alone in an empty palace."

"I said it was at a friend's house!"

Ashram held out his hand. "Give me your phone. I'll call this 'friend' of yours for you and ask him about this party. You better not be lying."

Ansem slowly handed his father his precious, sleekly black cell phone. "I don't know his number. And besides, it's Thursday morning, class is still in session."

"Then I'll have a talk with his parents. Give me the school directory, I'll look it up."

Filled with dread, Ansem wearily went to his dresser and fished out the student directory. Did his father have to think of everything? Couldn't a teenager lie to his parents everyone once in a while? After all, where was the fun in not throwing a party when one's parents were out of town? Although, he was inwardly panicking as he handed it over, desperately praying to whatever higher being would listen to him that no one would answer the phone.

"Name?"

"Sephiroth—I… I mean…" Simply perfect. Pure idiocy to say the first thing that came out of his mouth. Now he would have to deal with Sephiroth's parents, whoever the hell they were. They had to be completely insane to bear a child like Sephiroth, though. "Sephiroth Hojo…"

Ashram silently flipped through the directory. He found the number, but didn't dial right away. "His father is Professor Hojo?"

Ansem shrugged. "I guess. I never really went over there… I mean, I was going to check it out for his…party… and all…" A pang of guilt hit him. Certainly this Hojo character would scold Sephiroth for 'throwing a party'. And the Senior didn't seem to be a very reliable character anyway, so there would definitely be a grounding involved. If his parents cared, that was.

Slowly, Ashram dialed the number and waited for someone to pick up. "I want the woman off the cell phone, too."

Ansem glared aside. It was his cell phone. His screensaver.

The phone rang several times before anyone answered. Ashram was on the verge of hanging up before a soft "Hello?" was heard. The voice that came from the cell phone was way too familiar, and it sent a shiver of horrible dread up Ansem's spine.

Sephiroth is skipping school too? Ansem watched his father apprehensively. Surely Sephiroth wasn't embarrassed about he did. He has no reason to be at home! What an awful student…

"Is this Mr. Hojo?" Ashram asked impatiently.

"….He's not here right now. I'd be more than happy to take a message—"

"Then who is this?"

There was a long pause, in which Ansem picked up his blanket and smoothed it gently onto the bed again.

"Sephiroth."

"Aren't you the kid? Why aren't you in school?"

"Just tell me what you want to tell my father."

"My son was talking about a party. Do you know anything about it?"

Sephiroth vaguely remembered Ansem talking about a party the last day he was in school, in the cafeteria. The party he was supposedly not invited to. But why in the world would Ansem's father call his home? There had to be a reason… Most likely Ansem's big mouth had gotten him in trouble. "Yes, there is a party. It wasn't his idea at all, Sir. It was mine. I'm sorry." Click.

That Junior would definitely be owing Sephiroth a few favors. More than a few, and quickly too, because his own father would kill him if he ever found out.

Ashram sighed and tossed the phone back to Ansem. "Alright, fine, you can go to this party or whatever. But no beer, no wine, no other alcohol. And no drugs either, understood?"

Ansem moodily caught the cell phone. "Yeah, I know. Anyway… Are you gonna go get packed?"

"…Yeah." Ashram patted his son on the head, gave a short wave, and left the room.

Hastily, Ansem hit redial and waited for Sephiroth to answer the phone. When he didn't, Ansem had to restrain himself from throwing the phone against the wall. He waited a few minutes and then tried again. On the seventh ring, Sephiroth finally answered.

"Yes?"

"Sephiroth, why aren't you in school?" Ansem demanded instantly.

"…Ansem?" Sephiroth sounded surprised, but not entirely. He most likely had been expecting another call from Ashram and was just surprised that Ansem had called instead.

"Yes! Why aren't you in school? And why did you…"

"Why did I what…?"

Barely above a whisper, Ansem finished, "…kiss me."

Sephiroth didn't answer. He stared at the bleak wall in front of him, wishing Ansem hadn't called him. Why did he kiss Ansem? It hurt him to know that really…he didn't know. At first it had been for revenge, most clearly, but…he didn't know anything anymore.

"…I don't know, Ansem," he slowly admitted. It hurt more to say it than to simply think it.

Ansem sighed and stared at the floor, not liking the softness in Sephiroth's voice. And Sephiroth didn't seem himself either. "You expect me to believe that? Why did you do it? Tell me!"

"Do you want me to apologize for it?"

"Well, no—but…!"

"Well then, I believe there is nothing more to say. Goodbye." Click.

"Sephiroth! Sephiroth, you bastard, get back on the line!" Ansem angrily set his phone on the nightstand. "Dammit!"

Making up his mind, Ansem put his shoes on and stalked out of his room after grabbing his phone and the student directory.

"I'm going over to a friend's house," he told his parents, and without waiting for their approval, stormed down the street and to the address on the paper.

Ansem was going to figure out why Sephiroth had kissed him, one way or another, and he didn't care what he had to do to find out.

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Author's Note: Hooray! Another update. I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. For those of you who played Final Fantasy VII, you know what kind of man Professor Hojo is… So you know what to expect from the next chapter. Please review and tell me what you thought!