Author's notes: Yeah, long delay but here's chapter 13! Here we go... I had this idea which some of you might have already read about in my journal. Now I'm using it. I hope you like it, it's gonna be pretty funny I guess ^^
So, the chapter is also faintly fluff so I hope you'll like it
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At home, things were as usual. Riku found a dozen of maids surrounding his mother while she chattered and ordered people around. No doubt she was planning another dinner party.
When she saw Riku, she gladly ignored him, only giving him a short glance before turning away to scream at some clumsy maid who had spilled some water. Riku was glad about it though he did feel sorry for the maid. He always felt sorry for those servants, being ordered around and screamed at just because mother couldn't do things herself. He wondered how she had grown up and realized that he didn't know much about his mother. He had never bothered with it before, thinking it was irrelevant because mother was mother, a person with an icy glare and a deafening voice. Who cared about that woman, anyway?
He made his way upstairs, intending to hide in his room (as usual) but when he strolled along the corridor, he stopped in front of his father's office room. Yes, there was a special room, which was about twice as big as Riku's (and that meant a lot) and it was labelled "Office" because that's what it was. Riku had only been in there once, when he was very little. He didn't remember much of it, though. It had always been a rather mystical room, seeing his father vanish into it after he came home from work, often because he didn't want to deal with the woman he married. Riku envied his father for this room. He could hide himself in there while Riku had to bear his mother's rage and fury, unable to be anywhere but in his room, which was never locked.
The door seemed magical and Riku found himself tracing his hand over the wooden surface. It made of old wood, probably very antique. Most of the furniture in this house, or maybe one should call it palace, was either made of antique wood or it was the newest and trendiest piece of design on the market. Even though it might have seemed very chaotic due to the mix of old and new, it still blended perfectly and served as a good demonstration of their wealth.
His hand stopped suddenly as he heard someone speak. It was his father's voice and he was arguing with someone, though this someone had no voice. Riku figured his father was talking on the phone. Why he was at home at this time, he didn't know. Usually he would be at work, wherever that was – Riku found that he did not know much about his father, either. His schedule had always been tight, his parents had always told him to do this and that so he never had much time to think about things.
"Well, I don't think this is going to work! You can't sue a company when you've got nothing against it!"
Riku started at the angry voice. He had never heard his father yell like that. He had never seen his father angry for the matter.
"Yes, I do know whom I'm talking to! But I believe you have no idea—what? Of course! …Right. Exactly."
Riku listened closer, leaning his ear against the door in hope to get more information. He knew it wasn't allowed to eavesdrop, and he wouldn't be able to hear the other person's voice anyway, but he wanted to hear more of his father.
Unfortunately, the conversation had ended. There was a shuffling of feet in the room and Riku narrowed his eyes, as the sound seemed to get louder. Louder. And louder. And—
"Woah, what are you doing here?"
Riku stumbled right against his father when the door suddenly swung open, causing him to lose balance since he'd been leaning against it completely.
The boy quickly straightened himself and bowed his head as he was used to.
"Excuse me. I…I was just on my way into my room..." he mumbled, not really looking up when the man cleared his throat.
"Son, your room's on the other side of the corridor." There was a hint of amusement in his deep baritone and Riku flinched slightly at the comment.
"I know," he simply stated, trying to make it sound casual, as if it didn't mean anything at all.
The man chuckled and ruffled the boy's hair. Then he sobered and looked serious.
"You know, I've been really angry when you came home that evening."
This caused Riku to look up. "Angry?" He remembered that evening. He had come home from Sora's to find his parents waiting for him outside. It had been painful to see their faces.
"Yup, pretty angry. But you know what? I wasn't mad at you. I was angry with myself because I couldn't do anything. You know, what would have happened if someone kidnapped you, or someone killed you?"
Riku wrinkled his nose and folded his arms. "Who would do that?" He sounded incredulous and in a way he seemed childlike, maybe naïve. Living like a spoilt brat had influenced his way of thinking a lot.
His father shook his head but smiled. "A lot of people, Riku. You're famous; you're the son of a rich guy. Everyone would want you, and not only for nice things. But you know, that day, when you didn't come home after school, I found myself thinking: What's the point in all the money if you have no power to find your own son? I didn't know where to look, didn't know where to find you. And my money couldn't tell me either."
He paused, giving Riku a thoughtful look.
"Just be sure to tell us where you go when you decide to vanish."
Okay, this was strange. Riku couldn't quite understand why his father was talking like that. He couldn't quite understand why his father was talking to him period. Sure, he had talked to him quite often when he was little but things had changed and Riku was always busy with studying or social training (he liked to call it that) so that nothing really happened between them. But at least there was more of a connection than between him and his mother.
"Uh…okay," he eventually answered, shrugging his shoulder slightly. He then remembered the slight problem he had. Kairi told him to invite Sora to his place. He had done that. Sora was expecting to go there now, wasn't he? But could Riku really do that? He wasn't sure whether bringing someone to this palace was such a great idea. Asking his father about it wasn't an option. Even if they had just had some kind of conversation, it wouldn't do any good to bring up the topic of having a friend come over, right? After all, father or not, this man was of the same opinion as Riku's mother. Or could he actually talk to him about it? Riku was tempted and just when he was about to open his mouth, he was cut off.
"Well, then. I have to leave now, business, you know."
The man made a motion with his hand to signalise Riku to leave, too. He looked over Riku's shoulder for a moment, seeming as though he had just thought of something, then turned around to the office again. The door to the office was shut before Riku could take a look and so the room remained mystery. It bothered Riku just a tiny bit.
The silver haired boy watched how his father went to the stairs, turning around just once to wave at his son before leaving for good.
He sighed. Strangely enough, Riku felt good now. Better than before. Even when heard the screams of his mother, who was scolding another servant, he did feel better after the little talk with his father. At least the speech the man had given proved that he cared.
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It was almost midnight and Sora finished washing his clothes. It wasn't like he had to do it but seeing the piles of clothes riled up in the bathroom, which was already small enough even without the dirty laundry, Sora felt like making himself useful. It took him a while to finish but at last he managed to wash the last one of his clothes, now only needing a place to hang them up so they could dry.
Turning to the clock, he saw that it was exactly 11:50. Only ten minutes before it was midnight, meaning that he would again only get six hours of sleep. On the other hand, he never slept long, probably because he was used to getting up early. Sighing, he rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand. The bed seemed such a nice place now.
He wrung the wet clothes, causing the water drip onto the tiled floor of the bathroom. He looked around for a place to hang them up but he found nothing. He wondered where his mother always left them to dry and he noticed that he didn't know at all.
Sora groaned. "Okay, I give up," he exclaimed, throwing the clothes back onto the floor, where they lay messy as ever. He always wondered how his mother did things. It was always like she could use magic or something. Maybe his mother was a fairy.
Sora laughed at that thought, imagining his mom in a pink tutu and a magic wand in her hand. Not something he wanted to think of before going to sleep.
He suddenly yawned and covered his mouth with his hand. His eyelids were heavy and the more he moved, the sleepier he got. Concluding that it was definitely time to sleep, Sora walked out of the small bathroom. When he was about to enter his room, he heard the phone ring.
Of course, it could only be one person.
"Riku!" he happily exclaimed as sprang towards the phone, forgetting his sleepiness. He hastily picked up.
"Hi!" he cheerfully greeted the boy.
"Wow, I didn't think you'd be awake," the boy on the other side of the line answered. He seemed tired himself, just like Sora had been before.
Sora chuckled and rubbed his eyes out of habit and not because he was tired. "I was just about to sleep but hey, I can scratch that if you want." Oh and how he hoped Riku wanted it. He would gladly talk with him instead of sleeping. There was nothing better than Riku.
But the silver haired boy shook his head and although Sora couldn't see it, he kind of felt it.
"Oh, no, go to sleep. You need it. I just… wanted to call to say goodnight…" He paused; then smiled. "..marshmallow," he added, grinning sleepily. He could picture Sora in his mind with that adorable pout on his face and those rose lips curling in mock anger.
And really, Sora pouted, feeling a bit humiliated to be called something as that. However, the way Riku had those nicknames for him was sweet. Sweet, Sora thought, smiling brightly. Everything Riku did was sweet. And Riku and his reasons for calling were always the sweetest. He remembered their first conversation on the phone, Riku's reason being that he just wanted to hear his voice.
Sora melted every time he thought of it.
"So… sweet dreams, Sora," the silver haired boy mumbled, sounding a little embarrassed.
Sora grinned. "That means I'll dream of you," he replied, smirking slightly as he heard Riku choke. "..hunny bunny," he added, bursting into laughter as he could see Riku in front of his mind's eye. The boy was probably choking and glaring now, being called something like that. But Sora loved to call Riku hunny bunny.
"Tse…you better dream of me, marshmallow. I dare you to dream of anyone but me."
For some reason that reply caught Sora off guard and he was sure he was blushing as hard as one could. 'I'd never dream of anyone but you,' was what he was thinking but he couldn't voice his thoughts, couldn't tell Riku what he really felt. It would be too embarrassing. Because boys just didn't do that, right?
"Goodnight, then…" Riku eventually mumbled after not getting any response from Sora.
Sora sighed and tightened his grip on the receiver. He didn't want to hang up yet. Even though he was extremely tired he still wanted to talk to Riku if he couldn't be with him for the night. Somehow he wanted just to be near him, cost it what it may.
Things weren't so easy, though.
"I wish we could spend more time together…" Sora absently murmured, not quite aware of the fact that he did.
There was a questioning sound on the other side of the line, causing Sora to realize what he had said.
"Uh, no! I mean… I meant… like…" he stopped again, noting that he couldn't come up with a good cover up for his little mistake. But who knew, maybe it wasn't such a mistake? Because Riku and he were friends, right? And friends ought to spend time with each other. If he just knew what Riku thought about the whole thing.
"I know what you mean…" Riku trailed off. He seemed to be lost in thought for a moment but then quickly gathered his wits. "We really gotta hang up, though, or else we're gonna be late again." No matter how hard it was to actually hang up, they had to do it. Or they would be sent to the headmaster's office again.
Sora understood that and nodded. He smiled and lightly kissed the receiver, so lightly that Riku wouldn't hear it.
"Night, Riku," he whispered.
Riku smiled and kissed the receiver, too even though he wasn't aware that Sora had done the same.
"Night."
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The next morning, Sora nearly overslept but thanks to Riku who pounded on the door, he woke up right on time, dressing in super speed to get ready for school.
School was boring as usual. Sora wondered what they were supposed to learn from that stupid institution. Half of the people here were lunatics anyway. Including the headmaster and his secretary. Because thanks to some fangirl attack, Riku and Sora had to get to the principal's office again. Not because they had caused trouble but because Leon had to save them from the pack of rabid fans. It was strange, though. The girls had only been in a pack of six girls – one would think two boys could handle them – but they had been extremely hyper and nasty, so Riku was rather afraid of them. Something about this all was wrong; they were all behaving strange. Like they were planning something, and Sora had the strange feeling that it had something to do with Kairi.
Back to the other lunatics, though. That leather-clad figure that was supposed to the head of this crazy house kind of scared Sora. With his ever-lasting scowl and indifferent voice he was like a robot or something. He was incalculable. And Sora half expected him to suddenly freak out and roar around like a lion when he sat there, unmoving.
Ms Kisaragi, that nosy secretary who, in fact, wasn't more than 2 years older than Sora, was also strange. She seemed to be rather hyper at times and Sora noticed that she wandered around the building quite often, kind of patrolling or something. She probably had too much time on her hands. Sora even suspected her to go hunting for things pupils left. She seemed like the type to be a thief…
Those two aside, the rest of the school was full of Riku's fans, all of them having the now very popular member ID card, one similar to Selphie's and there was an official Riku-lover committee.
All in all, things were pretty crazy.
"Today, we are going to start our project, which I have been talking about last week. We will need to make posters and fliers. Some of you have already designed and printed them, now someone has to put the pieces together since it's going to be one big poster."
Sora's ears perked up as he heard the words 'project' and 'last week'. He quickly leaned over to Riku and nudged the boy.
"Hey, hey, what's he talking about?"
Riku shrugged and turned to Kairi. "Yeah, what's the guy talking about?"
Kairi rolled her eyes and heaved a long sigh. She then turned to both Sora and Riku and shook her head.
"That's what you get for playing lovebirds instead of listening."
Sora and Riku blushed.
"We do not—" But they were cut off by the teacher.
"Now, how about you two, there in the back row? Since you're talking anyway, how about getting to work?"
Riku twitched slightly. He hated being caught chatting. It ruined his reputation. Sora, however, nodded vigorously and smiled.
"Sure! That's gonna be fun, come on, Riku!" He practically jumped up from his seat and dragged Riku along as he made his way towards the big table on the side where the posters were lying.
A lot of students snickered at Riku's annoyed expression and the girls all giggled how cute Riku looked. Sora had to admit that he thought so, too, when he glanced at the sulking boy he was dragging.
They reached the table and began to work as others were assigned to various works to complete the preparation for this project.
"Science Week," Sora read aloud as he looked at one of the posters.
"That our project?" He poked Riku, who was standing next to him with crossed arms, glaring at nothing in particular. The silver haired boy shrugged.
Sora rolled his eyes and sighed, taking the glue to start working.
"Hey…" He raised his eyebrows, as something seemed to leak onto his hands. Riku turned his attention to his friend and watched with a raised eyebrow as Sora started messing around with the glue in his hand.
"What the hell are you doing?" he asked, watching incredulously as Sora seemed to manage to glue his own hands together. Either Sora was acting stupid or he really was that stupid. Riku actually doubted either of it but what was the boy doing then?
Sora pouted and glared at Riku. "Well, help me, idiot! This thing is leaking and I can't get it off me," he complained in pure anguish. It seemed, the glue stuck to his hands like…well, glue.
Riku rolled his eyes heavenwards.
"I can't believe you're so clumsy," he muttered under his breath as he reached out to help his friend. He felt the liquid drip onto his hands and he was immediately alarmed as it seemed to get smeared over his palms. He cursed and quickly reeled back but it was too late, for the glue was already on his hands.
Sora, meanwhile, managed to get his hands free from the tube and he had placed it on the table, carefully avoiding contact with anything that might stick to his hands later.
"Shit, what's this stuff?" Riku complained as he watched the thick liquid starting to dry on his hands. Once it was dry it wouldn't be so sticky anymore, right?
"Instant Super-Glue!" a voice exclaimed and that voice was Kairi, of course. A lot of other students turned to look at the duo, who was staring helplessly and a bit horrified at their hands.
"Once you've got it on your skin it won't get off again, or so it says," one of the students declared, carefully taking the tube with a tissue to show everyone what the label said.
Sora and Riku's eyes widened and they exchanged a look.
"Can't be true, can it?" Sora stuttered, feeling his hands get strangely numb.
Riku was panicking slightly but managed to keep his calm mask. "No problem, we can wash it off. It hasn't dried yet and as long as our hands don't get stuck anywhere it's no problem."
He just hoped he was right.
Kairi gave him a doubting look but it was meant to scare him and she didn't really doubt it. Riku was never wrong, and that glue couldn't be that bad, right? They wouldn't allow it in school if it were really that dangerous.
Sora quirked his eyebrows and kind of made a disgusted face as he tried to move his fingers. Riku carefully lifted his arm to move without touching anything.
Unfortunately he did accidentally touch something when someone suddenly called out to him.
"Riku! Don't worry! We will save you!" A group of girls had already assembled to free their beloved from the evil sticky substance on his hand but it was too late and they stared in utter shock when they saw what Riku's hand had met.
"Riku….." Sora muttered between gritted teeth. "If that's what I think it is…." He turned his head slightly to see what had suddenly touched his rear end and a deadly look crossed his face when he saw that it was indeed what he thought it was.
Riku gulped. "H-hey…no problem…wait a second…" he stammered, drawing his arm back in an attempt to get his hand off Sora's butt.
The latter squeaked and blushed, trying to swat Riku away just before he realized he would get stuck, too. He stopped moving at once and simply glared in mortification.
Riku blushed even harder than Sora (if that was possible) and continued trying to get his hand off. He pulled, causing Sora to make noises of protest, and the scene they were causing finally caught the teacher's attention. However, the man said nothing and merely stared in a mixture of disbelief and annoyance.
"Rikuuuuu!" Sora wailed, jumping around in frustration.
"Stop moving, you klutz! You'll just get your hands stuck somewhere!" the other boy replied, gritting his teeth in embarrassment and anger. His hand wouldn't come off; it was completely glued to the fabric of Sora's pants.
Girls started swooning in sheer disbelief and excitement and tension. Boys were perplexed and some started laughing so hard they nearly tripped. Kairi stood closest to the two and tried to help them to get apart.
It was no use.
One girl, who had swooned before, managed to stand up again and stared at her beloved God and that other boy she didn't really know. She was about to swoon again when she saw what Riku was doing.
Sora squealed a little too girlishly and then growled furiously. "RIKU! DON'T SQUEEZE!!" he shouted on top of his lungs and Riku turned beet red, wanting to cover the boy's mouth only to realize it would get stuck, too.
"I was just trying to get us apart, idiot!" he replied in defence, looking at the people (including the incredulous teacher) staring at him.
"Did Riku just squeeze this boy's butt?" one of the boys whispered to another, looking rather confused.
Riku did his best to calm down. His reputation was probably out of the window by now. And whose fault was it? Sora's! It was always Sora's fault he got into trouble. Riku growled and thought of a way to get out of this mortifying situation. A thought entered his mind.
"Take off your pants," he steadily commanded.
Sora's eyes widened and he whipped his head around to face Riku.
"ARE YOU NUTS?!" he bellowed, quite aware of the fact that everyone's jaws had dropped to the floor by this statement.
Riku played it off as if it were nothing. Hell, the situation couldn't get any worse.
One of the girls screeched and was ready to jump out of the window. "Did he just tell that boy to take off his pants?!" If it weren't for the group of friends holding her back, she would have jumped out right here and there because of this insanity. It was more than a poor girl's mind could take. What was her God doing?
Kairi started to giggle, along with a lot of other students who respected Riku but couldn't stop laughing at the scene.
Sora was humiliated to no end and Riku leaned in to whisper harshly.
"It's the only way, Sora. Take off your pants so we can get apart."
The brunet shook his head vigorously. "No way I'm doing this! Sorry, but you have to think of another way."
Riku groaned and tried once again to pull away his hand. No use. Sora blushed a deep shade of scarlet as he felt Riku's hand moving.
"Stop it," he hissed, knowing that he was probably going to get a nosebleed soon. If Riku kept doing that…
The bell rang. Bless the bell; it saved them.
Everyone groaned, for this hour had been the most interesting lesson they had experienced in years.
Kairi, who had to flee from rabid fangirls trying to kill her, gave the boys a sympathetic look before dashing off to Tidus and Selphie to hide.
The two boys meanwhile decided to go to the toilet to take care of their problem. This glue had to be removable somehow. However, on their way to the toilet, they were spotted by their P.E. teacher.
"No…don't tell me it's Strife…" Riku muttered as he saw the spiky blond hair.
Sora bit his lip. "Just act normal," he whispered, hoping the guy wouldn't notice.
However, Strife did notice. And so Sora had to tell the tale of the Instant Super-Glue and their humiliating experience. He explained their current situation and that they would need to go to class soon again but the problem was that they weren't together now. Sora would have to be on the other side of the building, which was quite impossible in their current state.
Their teacher was at a loss but he shrugged and stated the only thing he knew.
"I'm not Aeris so I can't come up with good ideas but I think you two ought to visit Leon again. He might be able to help."
Sora gulped. No, not that strange man again. Riku, however, nodded immediately and thanked Mr Strife for saving them from class. The blond shrugged and lead them to the headmaster's office before he vanished again. Probably to meet his secret lover, Riku thought as he rolled his eyes.
They went into the office, which seemed to be quite familiar now. Three times in only one week. Sora was giving Riku nervous looks and the silver haired boy tried to calm him somehow.
At the desk, the scowling man sat, going through papers and papers and more papers.
"What is it?" he asked in his monotonous voice, not really looking up from his work.
Riku cleared his throat.
"We have a problem."
The man kept his eyes on the desk and his papers, reading through things, signing them, then looking at other papers.
Sora cleared his throat, too, more audible, though.
"Ehem! We're having a problem here!" he exclaimed, slightly annoyed by the way the headmaster was ignoring them.
Only then did he look up. Slowly, disinterested and completely unreadable did the man look up from his work. He looked the boys over. From head to toe. He noticed Riku's hand vanishing behind Sora and first didn't think of it as unusual. Then, however, he wondered why they were here and then the hand did seem suspicious.
Sora's hands were strange, too. He was holding them out, spreading his fingers as though he was afraid to touch anything.
Leon raised an eyebrow. The scar on his face was wrinkled slightly as he frowned.
"What happened to you?" he then asked, sounding not much more interested than before but at least he had asked.
Riku explained the story as fast as he could, gesturing around to emphasize on the stickiness of the glue. Sora squirmed at the movement of Riku's hand on his rear end and glared half-heartedly at the boy.
"Oh," was all Leon had to say about it.
They stood in silence then, the two boys and the man. He had gotten up to inspect the phenomenon (not to check out the boy's butt, really!) and now he was standing with his usual blank expression.
Then he waved them off.
"Whatever."
He turned and Riku almost thought he was going to ignore them. Sora opened his mouth to protest. That man couldn't possibly leave them like that, could he?
However, Leon went to a small cupboard at the back of the wall and got out a small bottle of something.
"Use this. And water. Then you'll be free."
He attempted to give the bottle to Riku, but the boy shook his head, showing him his other hand. It was full of glue, too.
Leon rolled his eyes. He opened the bottle and poured some of it onto the boy's palm, wiping at it with a tissue. Miraculously, the glue seemed to dissolve and everything was wiped clean. Riku stared in wonder and awe and then he turned to look up at Leon.
"Now go and use it."
He pushed them out of his office, as usual, with his blank and unreadable face. Somehow, however, Riku knew that Leon was kind of amused. It was the way he looked, the way his eyes had changed when Riku told him the story. He couldn't help feeling that Leon had understood them.
Back on the toilet, Riku used the miracle liquid to get Sora and him apart. It really worked. They washed themselves off with water and finally everything was back to normal.
"What's that anyway?" Sora curiously asked, peering at the bottle. Riku shrugged and took it into his hands, inspecting the label.
He froze immediately. Sora raised his eyebrows and cocked his head. "What?"
He took the bottle from Riku's hand and read. Then he dropped it and stared blankly at the mirror before him. Riku did the same. They weren't really looking at anything, just staring into space.
"You know… I really don't wanna know where else this has been used…" Sora then muttered, grimacing slightly.
Riku nodded slowly. He really didn't want to know either. And he certainly didn't want to know why in the world the headmaster was keeping stuff like that in a cupboard in his office. And he certainly didn't want to know what he was doing with that stuff…and with whom he used it…
Riku shuddered.
"Let's go now," he murmured, mechanically. Sora nodded, equally out of it.
When they reached the door, however, Sora sobered and managed to smile again.
Riku reached for the handle of the door but was stopped as arms came wrapping around him and a face was buried in his back.
Riku smiled, feeling a faint warmth inside him. Sora was hugging him with such affection even though there was no reason.
"Why?" he breathed, questioning the boy's actions. He didn't understand. Why would Sora hug him now?
Sora let go and smiled, turning Riku around and backing him against the door.
"Just because," he whispered, leaning in to brush his lips against Riku's. The silver haired boy blushed and turned away, mumbling embarrassedly that people might catch them again. Sora smiled and eventually backed off.
"You're right," he murmured, still smiling brightly. Inside he was feeling so warm and tingly, he just wanted to hug Riku and never let him go. Their embraces were like a drug and Sora was dependent on it. They had gotten closer after time, always hugging, always calling, always holding hands. It was so much more than at the beginning. They had really made a connection – they were friends. Sora knew Riku truly cared.
"I'm always right," Riku suddenly declared, smirking slightly as he reached out to brush a few bangs out of Sora's face.
He then let his hand slide down to the boy's neck and pulled him close, hugging him as though he meant to outdo the other boy. Sora chuckled and hugged him back.
Eventually, after realizing that they were really late, they decided that it was time to leave for class. At least they had an excuse from the headmaster himself.
"See ya later," Sora called as he made his way towards his class.
Riku smiled and waved and mouthed 'love you' before turning on his heels. Sora wasn't sure he caught it but he knew Riku had mouthed something at him and that made his heart beat faster.
He also realized that that glue incident hadn't been as bad as he first thought. Riku's touch lingered. He felt the strange sensation of Riku touching him and though it was really embarrassing, he couldn't deny he kind of liked it.
Sora shook his head. No such thoughts now! Now it was time to for class and as soon as it was over, Sora would see Riku again.
He looked at the clock. They had spent so much time in the headmaster's office and on the toilet that there were only twenty minutes left.
Sora grinned.
– To be continued –
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Ending notes: Ummm... I don't have much to say actually. Oh you're wondering what that bottle was? Well I think you can guess that. Riku and Sora were pretty horrified. But what's to expect from a super-hot-leather-freak like Leon? Huh? Heh heh...
Anywayz... I really don't have much to say. Maybe that I kind of like Riku's dad. I wanted to make him evil as Riku's mother but I kind of made him nice so yeah. Oh yeah, now there's gonna be the problem with Riku inviting Sora over. Sora's going to be all "woaaahhh that's where you live??" and "woaaahhhhh it's huuuuge!" *starestareblinkblink* and yeah... will evil mom interfere? we'll see!
ja ne.
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