Author's notes: I'm sorry it took so long! I actually had this written days ago. But my beta is taking so long before returning this chapter to me so... I ended up letting someone else beta so I could post it. ::sighs::
So after all this time I actually had it in me to write something. Forgive me, for I have abandoned this story for so long. Stupid writer's block killing my inspiration. However, I managed to overcome this, at least for a few hours to get some 5000 words together! Whoot! A long chapter actually... A lot of Sora's thoughts and stuff... you'll see.
Warning: Overuse of italics, lots of side comments and notes in brackets (like this) and... an attempt to bring even more plot into this plotless story! Yay! Guess what I'm doing? You'll see. I'm just saying that Sora gets some attention. bleh. Gotta stop spoiling the chapter.Somehow I can't like this chapter. The more time passes, the more I hate it. So, before my hatred for this chapter turns even worse, I'll let you read.
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Days passed by as Riku and Sora both drowned in the monotony of everyday life. School was always the same, sometimes busy, sometimes more relaxed but most of the times simply boring and annoying. Especially for Sora. Riku didn't seem to have problems at all, always dealing with studying and his duty as head student with such ease it made Sora jealous. But Sora was different. He had to study hard for everything, always wishing for some luck to pass the exams, always staying up late to do his homework. It wasn't just school that drove him mad but also his responsibility at home since his mother was rarely there.
Not that he blamed her, no, she was working so they had a roof over their heads. But he was just getting tired of playing housewife and pupil. Some time or another he would certainly stop it all and just relax. And that some time was probably the winter holidays, which were becoming a very welcomed thought now.
Sora stared longingly out of the window while Ms Gainsborough, aka 'Aeris, the bitch who caught us' showed a few slides to the class.
He wondered when it would start to snow and if it would be snowing on Christmas Eve. Well, since it was barely the middle of October now it would probably take a little longer before the first snowdrop hit the ground but the weather was definitely changing towards winter. Somehow he loved the idea of white fluffy snow, happy children playing in it and building a snow man, and the smell of freshly baked Christmas cookies. Just thinking of it made him smile and remember his childhood when things had been so easy. Yeah, that time was certainly over now.
Sighing, he began to make sketches on a sheet of his notebook, which he had taken out at the beginning of the period. Ms Gainsborough was talking about some kind of painting technique used by some Italian painter of the Renaissance but he hardly listened to it even though they were supposed to take notes. Not that anyone in class did it, anyway. Even Aeris didn't seem to mind that most teens were just looking at the slideshow instead of writing down what she explained. It was probably due to the overworked students. A lot of things had been going on lately so many people just wanted a break. The thought of winter holidays and a laid back Christmas Eve was in many pupils' head. Even the teachers seemed to understand that.
So, instead of paying attention, Sora decided to make time pass by busying himself with his drawings. They were having Art, after all.
Thinking about this and that, Sora began to sketch Riku and himself. They were sitting underneath those trees, on that bench Sora loved to remember.
They had been there once or twice after the first time but not more. He remembered the first time with great happiness, though. He even liked to remember the piano lesson and Mrs Oren, even though she was kind of scary. Scary but nice. The best thing, though, had been to see Riku switch personality when he was around that woman. He would always be so perfect and sovereign, yet he could be so absolutely cute and shy when he was with Sora. It sort of made him happy that Riku was showing him this side…
Riku. Somehow his thoughts always centered on him. The silver haired boy's life didn't seem to be all that nice, either. Sure, he handled everything at school easily but there was something in his life that caused him to worry, too. Namely, his mother. Sora knew, since Riku had told him, that his mother was planning another one of those dinner parties to look for a fiancée and it was going to be sometime around next week. It sort of made him cringe when he thought about it. Riku having to marry a complete stranger his mother had chosen for him. He pitied his friend and somewhere in the corner of his mind he also felt jealous – but he would never really realize it.
Moving his pencil lightly as to not make a noise, Sora began to shade the picture. He started with himself and Riku so it first looked like they were sitting in nothingness since the tree was but mere lines. Then, however, the scenery got its colour – well, not colour, everything was grey for he had only used a pencil – and the different pressure on the strokes Sora had used created wonderful contrast, making the picture look alive and real.
That day had probably been the happiest day of his life. Or at least one of them. Even though it had been days ago, the memory was still vivid as ever. And he knew one thing now.
He missed Riku.
He missed him because he wasn't there, hadn't been there for the whole day and it was already the third period. He had only seen him in the morning when they went to school together but since then he had been gone. It was one of those days. Those days when Riku had to attend a special council meeting as head student and class president (yes, he was both).
Sora kind of wondered how many things, and most importantly what kind of things there were to be discussed. It wasn't like anything majorly exciting happened in this school. And there were more than enough rules so they couldn't be thinking up new ones at those meetings. So what in the world were they discussing?
Sighing (yes, Sora seemed to do that a lot, lately) he turned his attention back to his picture.
He blinked, then smiled, stifling a chuckle as he looked it over, realizing what he had done.
Having shaded the figures in the picture, he had also added a darker tone on Riku's cheeks. A cute blush was spread across the face, perhaps making the drawing seem unrealistic to those who didn't know the Riku Sora knew (which was about all of the town's population and then some).
Somehow it felt like Sora was the only one who knew Riku instead of the image he had. It was like he knew a person no one else could see and that kind of made him happy. Not just because he could claim to know someone others didn't – because, really, he couldn't, who would believe him? – but because Riku seemed to trust him so much to let him know the real person behind the façade.
Oh, but he was trailing off now. Well, it wasn't like he had been thinking about anything in particular in the first place….
It was so boring! No Riku to talk to, not even Kairi was there to chat with because she'd taken Music & Drama instead of Art when they were supposed to choose.
Sora pouted. If he'd known that he'd get Ms Gainsborough, he would have chosen Music & Drama, too. He had developed a disliking for her ever since she had sent Riku and him to the headmaster for 'inappropriate behaviour at school'. Come to think of it, they hadn't been there for a while now.
Leon, as they all called him, was rarely seen, always locking himself in his office. But rumours said that some seniors had seen him going to a popular night club more than just a few times so that blew the image of cold hearted and stoic workaholic.
Sora rubbed his chin with his pencil as his thoughts of Leon mixed with his current problem. Riku wasn't here.
But as the headmaster of this school, Leon was most probably, no, definitely, at that council meeting. Headmaster and head student, a few teachers and the class presidents of various classes were there as far as Sora knew. It still made him wonder what all those people were discussing for hours. It would always take hours, sometimes three, sometimes four.
And Sora would always have to pay extra attention during class and take notes of everything being said because Riku would come and ask to copy them after school. Not that he actually needed it. Riku seemed perfectly fine without all the lessons he missed. It was the same with playing the piano. Riku knew and could do everything without even trying.
He was also ridiculously good at any kind of sport. Unbelievable energy and grace when it came to competition. Heck, he had even won about ten cups in the past two years.
Somehow Sora understood how he could have a fanclub with over 2000 people. He was a celebrity in town, which meant quite a lot because this town was definitely big enough to almost be a city.
Sora heaved a long sigh – yes, he knew that he had done that about three times in the past five minutes – and turned his head back to the window, watching the fallen leaves dance in the wind. There was still a lot of leafage everywhere despite the diligent scavengers. You could see them work from where Sora was sitting and he found it really interesting all of the sudden to watch them. More interesting than class anyway. He barely registered Ms Gainsborough talking about the biography of this Italian painter with a strange name who had used strange things to paint strange pictures. Whatever. Scavengers were so much more fascinating than this.
So before he actually knew what he was doing, he began to sketch those people at work along with the surrounding leaves. It developed into another one of those beautiful grey pencil drawings.
It wasn't until he heard someone clear their throat right in front of him that he noticed his Art teacher standing in front of his desk with a sceptic look on her face.
Sora blinked and raised his eyes, still giving the finishing touches to his work.
"What exactly is this you're doing?" she asked, raising an eyebrow at him. She had her hands on her hips, making her look very strict and annoying – very unlike her actual nature. Aeris was a gentle person yet she was easy-going and adventurous. Well, except when you were one of her students and had just spent your time drawing doodles (hey, it wasn't just doodles) instead of listening to her.
Sora opened his mouth to utter one of those lame 'I'm sorry's which would only work if the teacher was in the right mood. However, he was cut off by his teacher right away.
"Did you draw those two pictures during class?"
Ouch. Didn't seem like the time for lame apologies. She was in her 'pay attention because it is important' mood. So, Sora shrugged, dropping his pencil as he began to shrink back into his seat.
"Well, did you?" she pressed on, staring at him with imploring eyes.
"Y-yes," he mumbled, knowing that there was no way out of this. Oh, what would he give to have Riku here to help him. The boy's charm would always make her weak and cause her to let him off easily. He hoped he would not have to stand in the halls again with those buckets full of water. His arms got sore just from thinking about it.
Sora suddenly jerked in surprise when he heard that clapping sound and his eyes widened in confusion as he saw his teacher clapping her hands with a huge smile on her lips.
"That's amazing! Simply amazing, Sora!"
Suddenly, everyone's eyes were on him. Some of the curious got up from their seats to look at the source of Ms Gainsborough's excitement.
"Why, Sora, I didn't know you had it in you!" one of the guys standing up exclaimed. To be honest, Sora didn't even know his name. He didn't even know the names of most people here since he rarely talked to anyone besides Riku, Kairi and maybe Selphie and Tidus. But that was about it. Sure, he wasn't hated or an outcast, he was actually known throughout the school as the nice guy, the one who'd always help you out.
But they hardly saw him as a friend and neither did he see them as anything because for all he cared, he had a friend. And that was Riku.
"Have you ever considered studying art?" Ms Gainsborough suddenly asked, causing some students to nod in agreement.
Sora was sure he was blushing now. He wasn't used to so much attention and he idly wondered if that was the way Riku was always treated. Always being the center of attention, always being watched and observed. Even the girls were looking at Sora in that strange way now; it kind of scared him.
Luckily the bell rang, saving Sora's life before anyone could actually say anything. He really couldn't take that much attention.
As always, the pupils quickly packed their things and moved on to the next period, all of the previous excitement and wonder gone. It was every day life again and it made Sora see how fast the spotlight could leave you, just as though nothing ever happened.
Shrugging, he decided that it was for the better and packed up his things, only leaving the two drawings outside to carry them in his hand. It was only when Sora was about to leave that Aeris stopped him.
"You know, I have connections. Friends, who have friends. You could become a great artist if you got the chance…"
She gave him one of those 'I-know-what-I'm-talking-about-so-listen-to-me' looks. Riku seemed to do that sometimes, too.
"I'd like to take an example of your work and show it to a very important person in the conservatory of Art. If you're good enough, they'll take you in for sure and then you can—"
"Why?" Sora asked, only realizing that it was rude to cut off people, (especially your elders and teachers) when it was too late.
Aeris blinked, a bit puzzled due to the sudden interruption. Thinking it over, she nodded to herself and gave Sora a reassuring smile.
"Because great talent should never go to waste!"
Sora wrinkled his nose and thought about it. Art student? Great artist? He had never considered that actually…
"I'll take one of your drawings, if you don't mind." She reached for the one Sora had drawn before, the one of Riku and him under the trees.
The woman lifted it and looked it over once, seemingly studying it for a while.
"I see, it's Riku and you, isn't it? You've captured the personalities skilfully. And the atmosphere, it almost seems romantic," she smiled, "But not quite. It sure is peaceful, though. And even though you've only used a pencil, the different shades of grey give an amazing vibration and life to this picture. Artistic…"
Sora wondered why Ms Gainsborough thought that he had 'captured the personalities skilfully'. It wasn't like he could do that with a simply picture now, could he?
Then he realized what else she had said. Romantic atmosphere.
Romantic.
Well, not that he had never wondered…because when he and Riku…
Shaking his head, he pulled the sheet back, refusing to give it to her.
"I'm sorry but I want to keep this…it's kinda personal." He wasn't even sure why he had said that. It just felt like exposing and presenting what he and Riku shared to strangers when actually, it was none of their business.
Aeris nodded in what seemed to be understanding and put a hand to her chest, smiling once again.
"Could I have the other one, then? This is a great chance for you, you know…"
Sora shrugged. Actually, he didn't care much about all that at the moment and only wanted to leave. He had a free period now because his teacher was at the council meeting. He wanted to spend that hour with Riku but that was not possible (damn his responsibility as head student). Still, he could really think of better things to do than to stand here and discuss his career as an artist with the one teacher he didn't really like.
Aeris took the picture of the scavengers and put it into her bag.
"Very well." She gave Sora one last smile, deciding that it was time to let him go. She had kept him long enough.
Sora was out of the door in no time but only after he heard Aeris calling. "You've got a gift from heaven, Sora! Use it!"
Gift from heaven? He wasn't so sure about that. He had never really thought about it. He had just drawn with great dedication and love. He did it because he couldn't do much at home besides work. And he liked to capture moments, no matter how trivial they were, and what better way was there than to draw them?
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The free period was great. They were allowed to stay in the recreation facility of the school. Table tennis and other fun things kept most of the students in Sora's class busy.
Kairi was there, too, for they would have been together now. But she was busy reading and studying the new drama she was doing in class. Sora figured she wanted to be alone and honestly, he didn't want to talk to her right now. Somehow her behaviour had changed slightly ever since… well, he couldn't remember what could have happened to change her. But she suddenly seemed to avoid him, then she would especially seek him out and sometimes she would just stare at him in that strange way. Sora was a bit worried about her well-being as she was behaving different but she always brushed it off as nothing and only smiled, ushering him towards Riku whenever he was around.
It always seemed as though she was pushing him away, away to Riku. And then, when she wanted to talk to someone, she would do it with Riku instead of Sora. It hurt a bit but not too much, just made him wonder what was actually going on.
Anyhow, Sora realized that he was in need of some peace and quiet. The pupils playing table tennis were creating more ruckus than they should be, and Sora's nerves were on the edge. They had been strained for days now and without Riku there to sooth and comfort him, he was nearing a breakdown.
Getting up from where he was sitting, he made his way towards the toilets, hoping that no one was there. Kairi looked up for a second to check where he was going but quickly looked away when he turned his eyes into her direction.
Weird.
But not weird enough to make him worry all that much. He pushed through the door and thanked whatever Deity there was that there were no other people. Finally some peace and quiet, a very pleasant change from the busy and noisy school.
Winter holidays, he thought again. Some kind of pause would do him and his mother good. Ryoko had been keeping up this day and night work for weeks. She hardly slept, was barely at home and who knew if she was eating enough. Sora was truly worried about his mother, mostly because she seemed so young and helpless sometimes. But then he remembered that it was her who had brought him up, her who had taught him everything and anything he had to know. She couldn't be as young and helpless as he thought.
Shaking his head to stop his thoughts, he turned on the faucet, feeling the cold water run down his hands. Ah, that felt good.
He made a cup with his hands and gathered some water before splashing it into his face.
Now that definitely felt good. He did it again, repeating the motion a few times and taking deep breaths after each splash, feeling how the water cleansed his body and mind. There was something about cold water that always made you fresh and clear. Sora loved water.
He took a short moment to look at his reflection in the mirror. There were three washbasins and a huge mirror stretched across the wall, highly luxurious for a school. The tiles were made of marble, or so it seemed, and once again Sora was surprised at how beautiful everything was. Even in this school, not only in Riku's house, or Mrs Oren's house, even in school things were so pretty. Or was it just that his own home was a mess?
No, he couldn't think like that. His home was fine as it was. Great. Perfect. Yeah, right.
Just when he was about to repeat his actions once again, wanting to feel another rush of fresh water trickle down his face, the door opened, revealing a slightly grumbling boy who was rubbing his temples in annoyance.
He obviously didn't see Sora as his eyes kept focusing on the ground. When he came to stand at one of the washbasins, he raised his head to look into the mirror.
Raising his eyebrows, he turned his head to the side to face Sora, whom he had seen beside his reflection in the mirror, and Sora did the same.
They stared at each other for a moment before realizing who they were staring at.
"Sora!"
"Riku!"
They exclaimed at the same time, a smile breaking over their faces.
"What are you doing here?" they asked each other simultaneously, both blinking, then laughing.
Sora was the first one to recover and shook his head slightly to clear his head. "Well, we're having a free period so I decided to get some rest in here. You know, the teacher's at…" He paused and frowned, tilting his head to the side. "Hey, why aren't you at the meeting?"
Riku only waved him off though and turned on the water. It fascinated Sora instantly how the fingers curled around the temperature regulator. It looked so graceful. He blinked, watching in curiosity as Riku did the exact same thing he had done just seconds ago. He gathered the cold water in his hands and splashed it against his face, causing some of his bangs to get soaked with it. Sora couldn't help but notice the gorgeousness before him. There were tiny drops of water clinging to his beautiful, long eyelashes and there was this glimmering sheen on his lips. And the round drops forming at the end of his silver strands, dropping slightly to the ground.
Sora wanted to capture that moment, capture it with a picture. And it struck him.
"Wait! Don't move!"
He quickly dug into his schoolbag to get out a pencil and his notebook – he knew why he had taken his things with him instead of leaving it in the recreation room.
Riku blinked, causing the water drops on his eyelashes to fall.
It made Sora smile and then he began to sketch Riku with quick strokes of his pencil. Only a few minutes later, he was finished with the main part and only added a few details.
Riku, meanwhile, was allowed to move again and peered in curiosity at the quickly developing picture. He was stunned.
"That's…wow." Was all he could say and Sora smiled, adding more detail from his memory, since he knew most of Riku's features by heart now. It was like, all he ever thought of was Riku, and he could always picture him in his mind. So it was easy to put the things he saw and knew on a sheet.
"But that's not…that's not me," Riku slowly said, causing Sora to look up.
The silver haired boy smiled.
"I'm not that beautiful."
A blush. There it was, similar to the one Sora had drawn in his first picture. It made him giddy to see that he had been right about the expression. Riku looked so adorable like that.
"Yes, you are. That's completely how I see you," Sora replied, taking his time in studying his friend. If anything, the blush only increased, causing Riku to dip his head in embarrassment.
A few more minutes and Sora was finished, putting the picture away. It seemed as though Riku wanted to say something when he saw Sora rolling it up and stuffing it into his bag but the words remained unspoken.
Sora turned back to the water, which was still running. He decided to shut it off instead of wasting it all. He was exhausted. Looking at himself in the mirror, he could actually see the bags under his eyes and the drooping eyelids.
"I look like a zombie," he mumbled, more to himself than to Riku, who immediately came to stand behind him, wrapping his arms around his friend's waist to give support. He rested his head on Sora's shoulder. Together, they looked into the mirror, smiling a bit at the image of them being so close. It made them both blush a bit, actually seeing what they looked like when they were being close.
"The meeting isn't over yet but I decided to leave early," Riku suddenly murmured, closing his eyes.
Sora frowned slightly at that. "Is that all right? Couldn't you get into trouble for leaving like that?" he asked, watching Riku's reaction in concern.
Riku, however, only smiled.
"I said I wasn't feeling all right so I got Leon's permission to leave."
Sora's eyes widened immediately. "You're not feeling all right?" What could be wrong with him? Maybe that cold he had been holding down was finally getting to him? He seemed to be coughing a bit every now and then but he never really got the cold.
Riku, however, only kept his smile, moving his face a bit closer to Sora's neck.
"I'm fine…it wasn't exactly a lie but…I'm really fine." He paused for a moment, then went on. "The important stuff has been discussed anyway. Now it's only trivial matters, they don't need me for that. I could see that even Leon got bored after a while."
Leon got bored? He could imagine that. That man seemed to be bored his whole life long. Well, except for the time he was at that night club. He wondered if those rumours were true or just made up stories by seniors who liked to gossip about their headmaster.
Suddenly, however, his earlier question surfaced in his mind.
"What things are you discussing there anyway?" Finally he could ask and find out about those meetings.
He felt Riku chuckle.
"Top Secret," the boy replied, cracking an eye open to see Sora pout.
"Really?"
He chuckled again and moved his head to nuzzle Sora's cheek, then rubbed his face against the junction between his neck and shoulder. After a few moments, though, he stopped and opened his eyes, looking at Sora's reflection.
"Sora…are you all right?"
It took some seconds for Sora to register that Riku had said something and eventually just blinked.
"Sure?"
He wasn't so sure, though. He felt exhausted and generally uncomfortable but what did Riku mean with 'all right'?
The silver haired boy pulled away, unwrapping his arms around his waist and Sora almost whined in disappointment but stopped himself when he felt Riku's hands on his shoulders.
"You're hard as a rock."
It was a blunt statement, spoken with a flat and matter-of-factly voice.
Sora barely had time to answer, or rather tilt his head in question because suddenly Riku's hands were moving over his shoulders and neck, applying gentle pressure on the tense flesh.
"You've been stressed for sometime?"
Sora sighed at the sensation coursing through him as Riku massaged him. The way those hands moved in circles, rubbing through the material of his shirt and sweater (it felt so good even though he was wearing a lot), it created wonderful bliss and definitely the relaxation he needed.
Without meaning to, he closed his eyes and dipped his head down to give Riku better access. The boy's hands were magical, they had to be, because Sora almost instantly started to loosen up a bit.
"School's been tough for me…" Sora quietly began, making it sound like a weak sigh.
"I have to work so hard for my grades…and I have to do a lot at home. But no matter how much I do, it never seems enough. Mom has to work day and night, she barely sleeps or eats and I want her to feel as comfortable as possible so I try to do everything at home so she just has to come home and relax. But then she keeps on coming home only for half an hour or so before she has to go to the other job. I'm so worried she's going to break down some day. I'm worried about her health and all because I really don't want to lose her."
It was actually that fear that made him worry and exhausted the most. The fear of losing his mother because she was definitely overworking and destroying herself with it. He knew she was doing it just so they could live, because there really was no other way, but he was still afraid of what might happen. And that made him unable to sleep, which then again caused him to lose concentration at school and so it all had its place in this devil's cycle.
"Sora…" Riku softly spoke, gently kneading the back of Sora's neck to loosen the tight muscles. It seemed Riku was even a genius at massaging. He simply knew what felt good and his hands could cause so much pleasure.
"You should worry about yourself a bit," he eventually murmured before leaning closer to brush his lips against the neck.
It added to the pleasure, causing the brunet to shudder. Sora knew that his knees were going to give in soon if this kept going.
Smiling a bit, Sora shook his head once in response to Riku.
"No… I've got you to do that."
Riku hummed and kissed Sora's neck again, feeling the boy twitch slightly under the touch. He chuckled.
"I guess you're right," he mumbled, ceasing his motions slowly since Sora seemed more relaxed now. He resumed his former position, arms wrapped around Sora's waist while his head rested on the shoulder. They remained like that for a while, peaceful and contented. Riku smiled at Sora's reflection. He seemed to feel a lot better now.
"We really do make a good team," an amused comment, "I worry about you and you worry about me…and the rest of the world."
Sora laughed a bit, leaning his head back to rub his cheek against Riku's.
"Righto! Someday, I'm gonna save the world or something, and you'll be by my side, telling me not to overexert myself."
It caused them both to laugh and Riku tightened his arms around his friend before wrinkling his nose.
"Wait. You'll get to be the hero and I'm the sidekick?"
Sora grinned. "You can get a cute costume, too! Like…"
"Don't even say it, Sora," Riku warned, doing his best to glare at his friend. It came out half-heartedly though and Sora shook his head with a smile.
They quieted down again and only the distant voices of some students running around in the halls were heard. It was so secluded and somehow beautiful even if it was just a toilet. At some point, Sora wondered what chances there were that someone would barge in to, well, do what you're supposed to do on a toilet. It would definitely ruin the mood but it was very likely to happen.
However, no one came. It remained a secluded sanctuary for both Sora and Riku, quiet and peaceful.
Quiet, until Riku spoke again.
"I've made a request today at the meeting and it's been approved. Now we're just waiting for it to be official."
Sora's ears perked up at that.
Riku went on, moving his lips closer to Sora's ear until he whispered, "I'm not supposed to tell anyone…but we're going on a school trip for five days. We'll visit a town in the mountains and have some fun. Since everyone seems to need a break, we'll have it. The only thing is, it's going to be right before the winter holidays, right before Christmas, so that means we gotta wait a while."
Well, less than two months. It wasn't that long, right? One thought occurred to Sora, though.
"How much will it cost?"
He almost expected it to be something he couldn't pay for. So much about school trip and fun…he could forget it.
Riku, however, shook his head as though he was reading his mind.
"Nothing," he smiled. "Some kids here have rich parents. Well, me for example. And this school has gotten many donations saved for occasions like this. I think everyone at the council agreed on this school trip because I was making the proposition. You know, they'd let me do anything. Last year I demanded a TV in every classroom. We got it but then it was taken away again because some idiots broke it. I got asked to request TVs again but I'm not sure what Leon would think of that."
He chuckled a bit at the memory of that incident. Sora wondered what else had happened before he got to this school. Riku had been there for a while and he had been school's representative and class president and basically everything for years. He probably had done a lot for the school.
"No word to the others, though, ok? I'm not supposed to tell anything decided in the meeting until it's an official announcement."
Sora nodded, pondering over what he had just heard. They were going to go on a school trip for five days right before Christmas. It was perfect because at that time, no one ever wanted to go to school and study. It wouldn't even cost anything! A school trip… A school trip, meaning…
"We actually get to spend five days together?"
A kiss on the cheek and a light squeeze around the waist was his only response.
He smiled.
– To be continued –
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Ending notes: Umm.... that Italian painter I was thinking about was Botticelli (strange name because it means 'little barrel', using strange things to paint because he used an emulsion of egg and oil mixed with pigment, strange paintings because... just because. Period. That's Sora's opinion, really. I love Botticelli's works.)
Good...so anyway... oh yeah. Who else was immediately thinking of that something when Riku said "You're hard as a rock"? Just me? Hmpf, probably... ::sighs::
Ok, I think I'm only ranting here, aren't I? I'll stop, promise! I hope the next chapter can come out sooner (no promise here, I might be stuck again) and yeap....that's a school trip I'm planning. When it's winter and cold outside and all you wanna do is share a blanket and cuddle with your best friend... ::coughs:: -
But it might take a while until that school trip comes...lots of other things will happen before it's Christmas .
Ok....review if you like and stay tuned for the next chapter please!