Alright everyone, a short little filler chapter here. I'm not promising it's exciting, but it does give a little more insight into Riku's character(as all chapter should) and the inner workings of his mind AND it sets the scene for the all-important chapter 6. PLEASE enjoy and please review...thanks

Storm

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English passed quickly. Even though I had read all of the assigned class readings the previous month and had absolutely nothing to do, I entertained myself with thoughts of the future and what it held in store for me.

"Riku?"

I whipped my head around and my aqua eyes met Alicia's rather dull, ugly brown eyes.

"Yes, Alicia?"

"Time to go! Class has been over for five minutes...what's been going on in that pretty head of yours." Then she reached over and tapped on my head with her index finger lightly.

I shivered, not out of attraction or skin sensitivity, but rather out of disgust. I absolutely hate it when people touch me without permission(1). Naturally, it was a motion misinterpreted.

Wonderful, absolutely wonderful. Another girl who thinks I might actually like them.

Instead of speaking my mind, which could have landed me in detention had a teacher overheard, I simply smiled in a distracted way and shook my head.

"Oh, I don't know...I've just been distracted." I grabbed my backpack and stood to leave.

"Lets go."

She winked at me rather seductively. Or tried to, rather. It was one of the less sexy things I've seen in my lifetime.

"Sure, Riku. Whatever you want."

I rolled my eyes as I left the room, Alicia close behind me. There were plenty of things that I wanted, none of which she could give me.

Well, maybe her death.

Brushing that (pleasant) thought aside, I turned towards my second period class, of which thankfully she was not a part of.

I won't bore you with the details of the rest of the day, save for an interesting micro-Manipulation that I worked on during lunch involving a food fight and several detentions.

It was not long before I was sitting in front of my laptop with my green tea, a completed English paper examining the relationship of King Lear and Kent sitting in front of me. Idly, I moved the mouse up to the "Tools" menu and clicked on "Word Count."

2395.

Hmm...not bad for a paper that was supposed to be 900 words or longer. I supposed I could have written an extra paragraph near the beginning regarding Kent's fate as compared to the fate of the kingdom, but I decided that enough was enough.

I'll get an A on it anyway...if not extra credit.

My English teacher did like me, and if you added a complex paper with over double the necessary word count, I'd probably do fine.

With a loud slam I closed my laptop and walked upstairs. Having nothing better to do I might as well get my outfit tomorrow ready. It had to be perfect to get the reaction I wanted.

Hmm. I have to be attractive(2) while simultaneously not looking out of place or too extravagant. I have to look the part of Student Council Vice President too...

After a few moments spent picking out the optimal assortment of clothing, I lay them carefully across the couch against the northern wall and changed into my nightwear(3).

Tomorrow had a lot in store and I had to be ready to begin manipulating from minute one.

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Good night, Sora, wherever you are. From now on I'm going to do my best to make your life a living hell.

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1. This is rather hypocritical as I invade other people's personal space on a regular basis if I feel it will further my cause.

2. Not hard.

3. Classified.