Without a Sound

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Here is the long awaited chapter where Sora goes to Leon's house! It's in Leon's point of view… just so you know… PLEASE REVIEW! I can't tell you how much reviewing will help me with not only keeping up with updates, but also your suggestions and advice help greatly! So review for my sake!

As I was writing this I was listening to Pigstar's Kimi Hana and Shoudou. Yes, they are Japanese and yes they are the opening themes to Junjou Romantica. (aka the cutest yaoi anime/manga to ever grace the earth with it's presence ^.^)

Chapter 16

I didn't really understand why Sora would want to come to my house… in fact, I'm a pretty boring person and don't have much to show off.

But I could tell Sora was excited. You could see it in his face and as I was driving home with him, he was less concerned about personal space.

I didn't necessarily have a problem with that… but it was something I noticed.

I parked at my house and turned off my bike. I waited for Sora to dismount before getting off the bike and walking towards the front door.

I looked to Sora who was ogling the house as if it were some sort of palace. I shook my head at him. He could be such a simple kid sometimes.

I opened the door and waved my hand swiftly in the air to get Sora's attention.

He turned and his face lit up like a Christmas tree. I watched as he ran to the door was stopped abruptly in the doorway. I was about to give him a questioning look but then I noticed what he was doing.

He was cleaning his shoes on the doormat before entering the house. It surprised me.

I didn't expect him to have manners.

After a second, Sora walked into the house and started to inconspicuously look around. The corners of my lips twitched upwards.

He was really trying his hardest to be polite.

I walked over to him and placed a hand on his shoulder. "I only have the necessities so it's not much… but I'll show you around if you'd like." I said.

Sora nodded enthusiastically and hugged my arm tightly before thinking better of it and simply standing next to me.

I showed him the small kitchen, then the small bathroom, and topped it all off with the small bedroom.

Why is it only now that I've become aware of how small this house is? Why was I slightly uncomfortable about it?

Was this… embarrassment? Was I embarrassed to show Sora such a shabby house?

No… no way! I'm just uncomfortable about the fact that Sora, my student… slash boyfriend… is in my house in the first place!

Sora looked at me and smiled. He started signing and I just shook my head... "I can't understand sign language Sora…" I said.

Sora blushed and took out his notebook and pen from his back pocket. He wrote:

I like your house… it's just like you!

"What do you mean? Plain and boring?" I asked… slightly offended.

Sora's shoulder's shook with laughter and he wrote:

No! No! It's not plain or boring… it's conservative and quiet. Everything is in order and no one part of the house stands out more than another part. It just reminds me of you.

"Mmhm, nice save." I said bluntly and ruffled his hair.

Sora swatted at my hands but stopped suddenly and put a hand on his stomach. I was about to ask what was wrong when a loud growl was emitted from his abdomen.

I smirked. "Hungry?"

Sora blushed, seeming to realize what his stomach was doing.

"I usually order takeout… is that okay?" I asked.

He nodded and wrote:

CHINESE!

I nodded and walked to the phone and dialed the number that I had memorized. But that was only because it was the only Chinese restaurant to do deliveries.

After the third ring the phone was picked up.

"Hello, this is August Moon Chinese Restaurant. May I take your order?" A woman said on the other side of the line.

"Hi… I'd like to place an order for delivery. I'd like an order of egg roll, an order of lo mein, and…" I looked to Sora.

He thought for a second before folding his arms and flapping them up and down as if they were wings.

I almost laughed.

Almost.

"… and an order of boneless fried chicken."

"Is that all sir?" the woman asked.

"Yes." I finished.

"You're total is 10.65. May I please have your address?"

"235 Baker Street." I said.

"An employee should be at your door in no more than twenty minutes." She said.

"Thank you." I said.

"Thank you for choosing August Moon. Goodbye." She said before hanging up.

I hung up the phone before walking over to Sora. "Is that really the sign for chicken?" I asked.

Sora shook his head before putting his hand to his mouth as if it were a beak. He then opened and closed his 'beak' a couple of times.

"That sign is not much better." I said with a small smile.

Sora beamed at me.

I fought with myself internally. As much as I hated showing affection, I was having a hard time resisting Sora's charm.

I gave in and leaned forward, giving Sora a small peck on the lips.

I pulled away quickly and sat on the sofa.

Sora stood in the middle on the living room with a dumb look on his face and a hand on his lips.

I shook my head at him before reaching over to grab my bag. Once I had it I took out some papers that I needed to grade.

Sora snapped out of his reverie and sat next to me on the sofa. When I felt his eyes on me I turned to him.

He wrote:

Can I help?

I handed him four papers. "Sora, I need you to be very careful grading these papers. If you make mistakes, you could be affecting someone else's grade." I told him firmly.

Sora nodded seriously and began to grade the papers I gave him.

After about ten minutes the doorbell rang. I walked to the door and opened it. I handed the deliveryman the money and he handed me the food.

I closed the door and walked back to the sofa. I handed Sora his food and a plastic fork. Sora took the food with an odd look on his face. He put the food down and fished for something in his pocket.

He pulled out a five-dollar bill and handed it to me.

I sighed and slowly pushed the hand away from me. "Keep your money Sora. I'm allowed to pay for your food."

Sora blushed and wrote:

Thank you…

I shook my head and continued to grade my papers as Sora ate. Occasionally I would take a bite or two from my own meal.

Sora handed me the papers he had finished checking. I nodded my thanks and put them in the finished pile.

After about five minutes the phone rang.

I picked up the phone. "Hello?"

"Leon! You will not guess what happened at the bar today!" Tifa yelled.

I decided I would humor her. "What happened?" I asked.

"Some kid comes into the bar acting like he owns the place. And he had the gall to try and order some drinks. I was like 'Are you kidding me! You look like a high schooler!'" Tifa yelled into the phone.

I relaxed into the sofa knowing this would be a long discussion.

"You know this kid kinda sounds like one of my students. Fire crotch can be a serious handful." I said into the phone and I noticed Sora's form shake in a giggle.

"You know, the kid did have some serious flaming red hair. I mean, it was blazing! And he wore all black, with the exception of a white studded belt. I think his wardrobe was what really made me know he was underage. No grown man would wear stuff like that. At least not one that comes to my bar." Tifa explained.

"I'm going to have to give a long lecture to Axel when I get to school tomorrow. That kid was definitely Axel Gonzales. I knew the kid wasn't the brightest math student… but I didn't think he was that stupid." I said.

Sora clapped his hands and he tilted his head back in laughter. I could tell he was getting a kick out of this one sided conversation he was watching.

I smiled softly at him. He looked to me and giggled silently. I reached out and wiped some rice from his face and placed them into his now empty chicken container.

He looked flustered for a second and looked away from me.

"LEON! ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME? WHY AREN'T YOU ANSWERING!" Tifa yelled into the phone.

I snapped back into the conversation.

"Sorry, I got distracted." I said simply.

"Distracted by what? You have nothing in that house of yours that could possibly be any form of distraction." Tifa said.

"I just spaced out. I apologize." I said.

"Whatever. Well, as I was saying, if the student you're talking about comes to class with a black eye, then it's definitely the kid I'm talking about." Tifa said.

"What did you do?" I asked.

"Well, I had to kick him out… He wouldn't leave at first so he needed a little… persuasion." Tifa said.

"A roundhouse kick to the face?" I asked.

"How did you know!" Tifa said.

Sora was now rolling around the sofa with laughter. It must have been very amusing to imagine one of your enemies getting their ass kicked by a girl…

I placed a hand on his shoulder and pointed to the trashcan. Can you throw your trash away? "That's just how you are Tifa. And plus you don't get to show off your skills often so I assumed you would want to get the most amusement out of the situation." I said.

I watched as Sora got up and threw away his Styrofoam container. When he was walking back to the sofa, he somehow tripped over his own foot and fell on his face.

I couldn't even hold in my laughter.

"WHAT IS SO FUNNY!" Tifa asked.

"Nothing! Nothing! I just… HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" I laughed some more.

Sora sat up and rubbed his head. He looked at me and glared. I mouthed the word 'sorry' and snorted.

Sora smiled at me and moved back to the sofa, rubbing his head some more.

"You sure are acting funny Leon. Wait… you don't… have company? Do you?" Tifa said in a sly tone.

"NO!" I said without realizing how suspicious it sounded.

"Leon! Who do you have at your house! Love interest? Another friend? God knows you need more of those…" Tifa said.

"Wow, thanks Tifa. I'm hanging up now." I said.

"NO! I'm sorry!" Tifa yelled.

I looked to Sora who was still rubbing his head. I gave him a puzzled look and pulled him closer to me on the sofa.

"Fine. Was there anything else you needed to talk about?" I asked while I examined Sora's head.

"Yeah, Selfie is getting married to some guy named Irvine and I don't know what to do!" Tifa said.

"Tifa… obviously you have to try and get to know this guy. Though I'm really surprised that you've never met the guy. I mean, isn't Selfie like your best friend." I asked and Sora flinched when my hand grazed the large hickey on his hairline.

I gently started to run my hand over the swollen area in an attempt to soothe the pain.

"I know! She just calls me up and tells me she had been dating this guy for months without telling me and that she's getting married to him. She sent me a picture of the guy and you would never guess what he looks like!" Tifa babbled.

"What?" I asked, continuing to pet Sora's head.

"He looks like a freaking cowboy! But not just any cowboy! A sexy stripper cowboy! I couldn't believe she would stoop so low!" Tifa continued.

"Tifa… that's pretty harsh. You don't even know the guy. And if you think he's sexy then he must be really attractive. No offense but you're pretty picky." I said and finally noticed that Sora's head was now resting in my lap, my hand gently stroking through his hair.

I watched his eyelids getting heavier and heavier. It was actually really…

NO! I was NOT about to say cute!

"Well, I did set up a get together to meet him… and that's really why I called." Tifa said.

"You want me to come with you, don't you?" I asked.

"PLEASE! You have the best judge of character. You can help me decide whether or not he's a good guy for her!" Tifa said.

"Fine. I'll go. Are we finished?" I asked.

"Yes, I'm done."

"Well, I'm hanging up now… I need to finish my food, since you rudely interrupted our dinner." I said without thinking.

"OUR dinner? WHO IS WITH YOU! I KNEW YOU HAD COMPAN-"

I hung up.

I looked down at a drowsy looking Sora. I gave him a small smile.

"I'm sorry I laughed at you. I just thought it was so ironic. The fact that you had been rolling around in laughter at your injured peer, and then you suddenly trip over your own foot and fall on your face. It was a perfect example of cruel irony. I found it very amusing." I explained.

Sora just gave me a sleepy smile before turning his head towards my stomach and curling closer to me.

I gave his hair one last ruffle before letting him continue his nap.

I resumed my test grading and occasionally paused to give Sora a fond glance.

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