I'm in a good mood actually. I watched Bleach: Fade to Black/Call My Name and Final Fantasy 7: Advent Children. So I have decided to just go ahead and post this. I'll go in a line. There won't be another one up until I get the next chapter of Stargazer done, which I'm working on dutifully. Plus it's way to much to update on my facebook (w w w. f a c e b o o k . c o m / p y r o. a h l e x 1 7 ) -you'll have to remove the spaces- if I post everything at once. So enjoy because the next chapter is going to be good :)

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Chapter 4: Odd One

I guess I had fallen asleep. So much for dinner...and now breakfast.

A glance at the clock is all it takes to get my ass up and moving. If I'm late to work, only God could save me. Either way, I jump into my crappy lawyer suit, grab my briefcase, and dash the hell out of here. I leave without seeing if Namine's up...but she'll understand, she always has.

The second I get to work, I hear shouts coming for the rear offices. My block. Which means Sora is already here. Getting back there, I'm right and I don't exactly want to be. Yet, Sora continues to pack as Father yells at him. I don't particularly blame him, Sora was one of his best employees after all. "You are not to leave until I know the truth!"

"I already told you. I'm dating Roxas and quitting this job!"

Someone shoulders past me and Father smiles, "Good, you're here. Squall, stop your brother from, making the greatest mistake of his life, quitting."

Squall...the brunet from the club...was Sora's brother?...The one that went with Cloud?

Squall shakes his head, "Sorry Sephiroth, but I came here to pick up my boyfriend. I dropped him off this morning, he should be ready to go." Cloud strides from his own respective office and over to Squall, who takes the box from his arms. "Ready to go spiky?"

"Yeah, do you need a ride Sora?"

"Well...I don't want to put you out."

Speaking up, I insert myself into the conversation, "I'll take Sora where he needs to go. You two go ahead and leave." Father seems to stare holes into me and Sora smiles gratefully. "I need to talk to Dad, so I'll take you in a minute Sora."

Understanding, Sephiroth leads me to his spacious room, where he sits on the edge of the desk, almost like a hawk watching its prey. "So my son, what do you have to say to me? Are you dying? Quitting as well as Sora? Or are you going to give me some good news?"

There he goes. Hinting at my job to propose to Namine. It's a shame he's probably about to lose it. Hopefully he won't hit me. We are at work and still, I could sue his ass into the ground with legal...I am a damn good lawyer.

"First off, I appreciate everything you've given me."

"And it's yours now. I can't take it back even if I wanted to, I've signed everything over to you."

"For my whole life, I've done everything that was expected of me. But you've made me miss out on real friends that I could've had. Real relationships...and real parents. I came here to tell you that I quit your firm. If I have to go get my own or try to get into another one, whether I have to move or not."

"Why are you telling me this Riku?"

"I love Namine like the sister I never had. I won't marry her. I can't fathom it. Instead, I'm going to find the man that I love and propose to him instead."

He stands up from his spot, "You'll do no such thing. Let me have a talk with his gentleman and I'll get you and Namine into therapy."

"There's nothing wrong with me. It's all you Dad. As an ex-employee as of now I want to tell you to shove my file up your ass. But as your son I want to tell you I'm sorry I didn't break away sooner."

I walk out of the room and slam the door behind me, finally feeling light on my feet. Sora immediately bounds over to me with an envelope in his hand. "This girl from the mail room told me to give you this. It was just dropped off for you."

Tearing it open, I let my aquamarine eyes scan the short letter.

Lovely Riku,

I hope this finds you in good health. I assume you're talking to your Father soon. I wanted to apologize for my friend. Xigbar has quite the uncontrollable mouth on him. If it's okay with you, and your schedule cleared, I would love more than anything to meet you once more.

Another thing...you look handsome in that suit of yours. I would give you a name you know me by, but it's not what I go by any longer.

Yours Truly, Ienzo

"Ienzo...Sora do you know anyone by that name?" The brunet shakes his head of spikes, "Okay, well let's get you out of here then. I'll come pick my things up later."

"If you say so Riku. I just wanna get out of this creepy place."

I pick up one of Sora's two boxes and begin to lead the younger man to the elevator. I give a sparing glance back at Sephiroth's office to see him leaning on the doorframe, a smirk on his lips.

"Kairi dropped me of this morning. I thought it would take me longer to get out of there actually. I just need to stop by my place and pick up my last bag. I can get my own car."

"Are you moving out already?"

Sora smiles at me, the happiest he's been in a long time, "I'm already gone. The job I have at the competing firm is happy to have me and I moved my stuff into Roxas' yesterday. Axel and Demyx helped. I was going to call you but you seemed..."

"It's okay Sora I get it. But I'm okay now." Biting my lip as I turn another corner, I option for the best. "So, your brother's dating one of your best friends."

"I think its cute. They're so alike. I should have introduced them sooner."

"You wouldn't have known. Plus, he did have Tifa. Wait what will he do about that anyway?"

Sora tilts his head to the side, thoughtfully, "I think Cloud said something about gently telling her. She did like him. But Cloud told me he has a friend that has liked her for awhile." I pull my car up to the driveway. "Can I ask you one more thing Riku, besides the helping me carry in my boxes, do you like him?"

"No Sora I don't...I think I love him. I knew him for all those years in school. We saw each other briefly through the city, and yet I kept telling myself that I was stupid for thinking that I had feelings for him. I do though. But let's these boxes in your car. You could've at least bought a nice one before you quit."

He laughs at me as we get out and move to the trunk. Nonetheless I help Sora move them into the back of his old truck. He had never bought a new one, always saying that this one had yet to fail him, so why replace it? I gave up on trying to convince him to sell it, or scrap it, a long time ago. As he leads me into the house he had shared with Kairi for this long time, I almost feel sad that he'll be gone from it. But at least Kairi will still be here.

"Sora you're back already?" Kairi strides out from the kitchen with Namine in tow. A blush highlights Namine's cheeks the second her gaze drifts over to me and I can't help but wonder why. "I didn't know you got Riku to drive you home. You should've called me, like I told you to."

"Riku's the one that offered."

"Oh I see. Well might as well tell you then, Riku."

I nod for her to continue but instead, she winds her arm around Namine's shoulders and whispers words into her ear. The shy blonde smiles weakly at me, her face now bright with color. "You see Riku. I'm not going to stay with you anymore."

"Did I do something wrong?"

"N-No..." pressing each finger with the one on the opposite hand, she searches for the words.

"Come on Nami, just tell him. Riku'll get it, Sora did, you have nothing to be afraid of."

"Namine, you can tell me anything."

She takes a deep breath, "I'm going to move in with Kairi...because I love her."

It all makes sense now. Why she was flustered when I asked her about that night, why Tifa hadn't been there, and why she wasn't worried about me quitting and possibly losing our place.

"I'm just glad you're happy. I have to get going though."

Turning on my heel, I begin towards the door, when long fingers wrap around my waist. Namine's face buries into my back, "Thank you Riku...for everything." She lets me go, "I'll be over there soon with Kairi," and I continue out the door.

On second thought, I should have just gone with Sora. Maybe Roxas knows why it's Ienzo...I could have sworn it was something else...something with a Z. Why of all times won't my brain work?

With the mail for today under my arm, I reach out to unlock the front door when the appearance of a note at my feet drags my attention away. Bending down, I find that it's simply a piece of paper. The words 'The Park' and '6:00PM' are scribbled across the front of it, while on the back is the name 'Ienzo'. That let's me know where I need to be tonight.

I ease myself into the entryway and lock the door behind me. Namine should be by later to gather up her things, the least I can do is dress for helping her. After throwing my attire and accessories into the hamper or on the dresser, I dig into my drawers for worn jeans and a plain black t-shirt. The second my sneakers are slipped onto my feet, I feel completely comfortable, more than I have been. I half-jog to the kitchen to try and find something to eat, that's simple to make. Finding nothing relatively easy, I settle on a sandwich and a glass of water. Which is perfectly fine for me.

I had washed the dishes and made my way to the living room, feeling slightly worn. Flipping through channels, I find nothing of interest, so I let it rest on the news, not that I particularly want to listen to it, but it's better than a soap opera. I've never had to worry about what's on TV since I use to never actually be home long enough. Some people would consider it a good then, but I don't. I just want to relax before they get here. Two girls to one guy can only mean one thing...I get to do all the heavy work.

After TV had failed me, I had picked up a book from the bookshelf and settled on it. By the time the doorbell rang, I was halfway done with the slightly large book. The two girls put me to work hauling boxes right away. More Kairi and less Namine. Nonetheless, by the time the sun has gone to rest, we manage to have everything packed away. The two females sit in the car, waving at me as they drive away, thankfully for my diligent work.

Once I finish my shower and climb into bed, my eyes begin to grow heavy and I can't help but lay my damp hair into the fluffed pillow. The second my body molds into the mattress, my eyes are closing and I'm propelled into sleep.