Yes, hi, hello, and welcome to the New-And-Improved-Chapter of Jail Bait, number 2! :3 The first one is already up (Obviously...), so, if you haven't read it yet, check it out!

Thank you so much for readin', and I hope you enjoy Chapter two! -heart-

(Disclaimer- No character from this story is mine except, like... 3 people. Oh, the joy of FanFiction's and OC's, aye?)

(Has not re-read yet. Yet)

(3rd POV)

He was shrouded in thick blankets and his legs were tangled in pastel blue-colored sheets. He held a firm pillow to his chest, tightly, and in his stupor of deep sleep, even drooled a little. To prove this, also, a snore resounded every time he breathed in, and out.

As peaceful as he was, the window that was just above the head of his bed was shining unbearably bright sunlight. It cast whitish-yellow rays all around his room, especially down on his own head and tank top-wearing chest. He hadn't woken up, once, though, because his head was facing away and buried into the blue, firm pillow he held. It caused the sun's ray to warm his shoulder and neck. His eyes fluttered, shoulder moving and stretching out. What a nice way to wake up, he thought idly while yawning and smacking his lips together from sleep. He finally sat up, shielding his impossibly deep blue eyes from the the sun's brightness. He turned his head to the closed door, thanking whoever built the house-or door- that they didn't install a lock in it.

He slid slowly from the warm sheets, kicking his legs free a couple moments later with a grumble. He turned on his lamp(not that he really needed any more light...), and it cast pretty blue swirls on the ceiling and floor. He smiled a little bit and ruffled his already unkempt hair. He wondered if his brother would let him borrow his flatiron today... Maybe, right?

On his nightstand, other than his lamp, sat a glass of water filled to the brim, and two Advil next to it. The waters' condensation had run down the glass and made-not only the wood- but the two pills wet. Their color ran on the stand, making him grumble once more. He picked the pills up with a scowl and swallowed them dryly, taking a sip of water and heading the two or three feet towards his door. He twisted the knob, swung the door open, and jumped to see his brother standing there.

"I- uhm. Good morning?" he started, staring at the black-haired male. He was just standing there, looking at him with his arms crossed. Without a word of hello to his brother, Vanitas said, "You have thirty minutes o get ready, Sora. Don't be a girl and take your time, alright?" and walked right down the hallway, stomping down the steps. Thirty minutes? Does that mean... It was already two o'clock?

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Gosh, he was nervous. Unbelievably nervous, with sweaty, cold palms and a jumpy conscience. He didn't know what to say in the awkward silence that enveloped the car. 'How it going'? They'd all been in the red-colored Honda for three minutes(barely) and it was already dreadful.

Sora glared out the window, looking up at the perfectly blue sky. It was still bright and sunny, a complete opposite of what he felt. It couldn't have rained just a little? Not even a drop? He'd had hoped for just a little bit of clouds to gloom up the day, because that damned cheery sun sure didn't brighten him up, like it had when he had awoken.

The courtroom was close, now, and the car pulled to the right to make a beeline for a parking space. When the car was at a complete stop and turned off, three pairs of eyes landed on the brunet in the backseat(Cloud had tagged along with them for the sake of Sora, and because he had... Slept over at their house). Vanitas, also in the back, was the first to swing his door open. The quick action caused the tiny car to jolt a bit, along with the smaller teen.

The black haired male was also the first to speak. "Well, I think we should get this over with. Don't you agree?" He had bent down, a hand on the top of the car while the other rested on the door's handle. He was grinning at Sora.

"C-can I have a minute to jus-" Sora started, but Leon rudely cut him off, "I think we should just get it over with. Come on," he looked back at his son with a hard star that said "Don't argue with me". Hesitantly, and sadly, Sora opened the door and stepped out slowly. He was held up by shaky knees and looking at the big, professional building made his stomach churn and his emotions to flare. Cloud was by his side in seconds, though, with a large protective hand on his shoulder. The teen jumped and stared at him, a miserable look in his eyes. Cloud smiled encouragingly back, muttering a small "Lets go". So, the four headed into the building with held breaths and, in Sora's case, a woozy head with a heavy heart.

Hmm? Hmm? That's in the same week-ish range! Woooo! -flails self-

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