Chapter Four - Peace of mind

I understand about indecision,

I don't care about get behind,

People livin' in competition,

All I want is to have my peace of mind.

(Boston - Peace of mind)

Sora sang along to one of his favourites. This was nice. This was O.K. He was in his own world and that's how he liked it. Cut off. Alone. He really didn't mind. Though sometimes he needed to talk to someone. Then he called Tidus. But only when things got really bad.

He was early at the bus stop today - after yesterday's near miss it seemed wise. The sweet sound of music rang in his ears. The bus appeared at the top of the hill and Sora got his money ready. He paid the driver and walked up the stairs, praying that Tidus wouldn't ignore him. He reached the top and immediately heard his name.

"Sora! Over here man!" Sora's heart swelled. Thank god! He still had his friend! He went to sit next to Tidus, who immediately told him, "I called you like a million times but you were engaged!"

"Oh, that must have been my Mum! Sorry!"

"No! Don't be sorry! I was really worried about you! I'm sorry I gave you the Spanish inquisition yesterday."

"It's O.K. Tidus. I was out of order... not myself. Thank you so much for not hating me." Tidus looked away, embarrassed. "Tidus? Seriously!"

"Yeah I know man! You're my best friend ever! I could never hate you!" And finally Sora knew this would be a good day. Besides... he had remembered his watch this morning!

The first few lessons were O.K, apart from the occasional 'Gay Boy' and 'Cloud Lover' references. Sora thought he might just make it through the day. Plus there was the constant good feeling as tomorrow was Saturday.

"You still on for Monday?" Monday would be Sora's first day of Tidus' club. It wasn't Tidus' actual club... Tidus just went there. And he thought Sora should go to improve his confidence.

"Yeah, can't wait!" Sora replied. But in his head he was thinking.

"Fuck I'm so gonna make a complete prat out of myself... I'm probably gonna end up fancying someone or something... and then not saying anything...or saying something stupid..." But this was Sora's reaction to most things, so he thought nothing of it.

He was walking to Chocobo Language Class when he saw her. She'd cut her hair since yesterday... it was flowing beautifully in the breeze. Sora was mesmerized by Yuffie's beauty until... CRASH! Sora came hurtling back to earth at the site of Leon coming towards her. Sora couldn't look away in time.

"Hey gorgeous! You still thinking about last night coz I sure as hell can't forget it!" Leon's words and Yuffie's...enthusiastic response were enough to make Sora scream then and there, but instead he kept walking, pretending not to notice the practically-a-porno-display behind him. The lesson was only marginally better. There was just a boring test, during which Sora and Tidus conversed with each other about depressing life was. They did that a lot. But only because they had no-one else to talk to about it.

Walking home, Sora's mind whirled into another fantasy... this time he was back at school, only where Leon had been, Sora was. He imagined the soft brush of Yuffie's lips and the gentle touch of her hands against him.

"SORA!" Sora heard his dad calling him from inside. "Something came for you in the post today!" Sora's heart skipped a beat. The last time he had received something in the post it was from Dana Scatt, and that had NOT gone down well with his mother. "Guess what it is Sora! Go on!" Sora's dad always made him guess. But this time Sora did not know the answer.

"Um... did I win something?" He guessed slowly.

"Sort of!" His dad finally gave in. "You got the audition!" Sora had almost forgotten about the demo CD he had sent in for that festival. "Well? Aren't you exited? You're mother and I have been very exited! We couldn't wait until you got home!" Sora tried to be exited, he really did. But he couldn't be. His parents were so exited; they would be so disappointed when he didn't pass the audition.

"Won't it be great? Playing to all those people?"

"Dad, just promise me that you and mum wont get your hopes up too much O.K? I just don't want you to be disappointed." The look on Sora's dad's face could have crushed him. He said nothing and walked away.

"Taxes due: Pay half of your salary."

"HAHAHAHA! YES YES!" Cried Sara, who was losing badly at this point.

"It's not good to revel in others' misery you know!" Replied Sora.

"You're not miserable!" Sara retorted, "You've got your own bank over there! You get your salary delivered in armoured trucks!"

"You know what I mean!" Sora was pissed off. Sara was stupid enough to think that winning a stupid game would stop him from being miserable. She was so immature; he hated playing games with her. If she lost she cried and then Mum told him off. If she won she gloated for an hour, Sora told her to piss off, and Mum still told him off.

"Sto-o-o-o-op!" Sang Sara. "You're getting married! Pick up a peg!" Sora hated this game. He picked up a blue peg and went to put it in the car,

"Erm... Sora. You picked the wrong peg. Blue for boy remember..." Sora looked at the peg. It took him a whole ten seconds to realize what was wrong.

"Oh yeah! Blue for boys I forgot." Sora exchanged the blue peg for a pink one, trying not to blush. He had assumed it would be Riku he was marrying.

After the game, he decided to watch 'Keyblade Masters'. Unfortunately Sara was adamant on watching it with him. Sora prayed she'd get bored before his 'favourite' part came on. But she didn't. The music started and Riku was about to come into the arena. Sora was already feeling that familiar feeling of arousal.

"Sara!" Sara turned around which was not the effect Sora was hoping for.

"Sora what's up? You look weird... are you hot? You're sweating..."

"Sara can you just go please!"

"Why? I didn't do anything!"

"JUST PISS OFF O.K!" Sora knew he'd get it for that later but right now there were more important things.

"Bastard," Sara spat before finally leaving. She'd get away with that. Mum would probably say 'She's too young to understand what it means' or 'Well it's only through your terrible example Sora!' But he didn't care anymore. He rewound the DVD to the start of the battle. Riku struck the first blow, with accompanying noises that made Sora feel so, so good! Before this feeling evolved too much, his mum yelled up the stairs.

"Shit!" Sara must have told her about the swearing thing. She always picked the worst fucking moments! Sora went downstairs, preparing for the wrath of his mother.

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Thanks IceDragon3 for the grammar tip! My Laptop doesn't have a spell-check so I'll have to proofread more carefully! And as for the depression thing... you'll have to wait and see!