Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction ❯ You're such a Beautiful Disaster ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
Author's Notes: So I can't spell. Hmm...Well, I made it to chapter 2...Which is good cause it means I have yet to be torn to shreds by my father seeing this. Yay. By the way, Sora's 20, Riku's 17, Squall is 28 and Cloud is 27. Oh, and Fredwin Mahogany Burkley says hello.
Disclaimer: I OWN KINGDOM HEARTS! Ok, I lied...well, I AM entitled to dream...sighs
Warning: May not be addictive but containes m/m pairings all the same.
Disclaimer: I OWN KINGDOM HEARTS! Ok, I lied...well, I AM entitled to dream...sighs
Warning: May not be addictive but containes m/m pairings all the same.
You're such a Beautiful Disaster
Squall stepped into the Principal's office. It looked grand enough, with its black winged chair in the corner, the trophies lined up in the glass cupboard by the side, all shiny and clean. He ran his finger over the varnished wooden table and the sweet leather chair behind it. He set his coat against the table, relaxing his aching muscles on the soft leather, waving his hand dismissively at the girl that had followed him in who he now presumed was his secretary; he settled in comfortably. He had smiled when he was left in peace. How he loved silence, the sheer splendor of it. However, even in that blissful silence, his mind was not at ease.
“Who was that...?”
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Sora tidied his desk, putting his pens and pencils back where they belong, clearing the eraser droppings (is that what you call the weird leftovers of those stupid latex things?). He stretched his tired arms and legs, leaning back and enjoying the silence. He loved silence. He prided himself in being one of the few people in the word who could appreciate the beauty of silence. He could just stare into space with nothing in particular in mind, just letting his mind dream. He could do that for hours.
He reached over for his cup of tea, two packets of sugar and one packet of creamer, as usual. He sipped it slowly, letting the warm liquid go down his throat, smiling to himself as he laid before himself the assignments of his students, ready for marking.
“Hey Sora,” Sora looked up, his eyes meeting those of his best friend, Cloud Strife-A.K.A the school teacher heart-throb. He pushed his glasses up, granting the blonde a smile that would jolt ANYONE's heartstrings. Cloud had choked on his saliva, but somehow managing to choke out the words, “We've got a new principle.” Sora watched him with curious eyes.
“A new principle? What happened to Ansem?” Cloud had laughed and leaned in to look Sora in the eyes. (Author is currently rolling on the floor laughing.)
“He died in a car accident last week.” (Author has, no HAD issues with Ansem. Smirk) Sora looked shocked. That he wasn't even informed of this until today was surprising.
“He died in a car accident last week.” (Author has, no HAD issues with Ansem. Smirk) Sora looked shocked. That he wasn't even informed of this until today was surprising.
Cloud smirked and patted Sora's head.
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It was Monday.
“Assembly in the hall!”
Riku was annoyed. He had heard that the principle had died (yay!), but he didn't expect the ministry to get a permanent replacement so soon. Also, he had that sixth sense of his that never went wrong beeping like crazy in the back of his head.
He strolled into the hall, taking his seat beside some random girl who had squealed and kept casting glances at him, he let his eyes roam over the crowd, finally settling his gaze on the object of his affections for so long.
Sora.
The brunette was sitting next to Strife, Sora's `best friend' (or so he claims...Riku KNEW the man had perverted thoughts about his Sora!) and was it him, or was that bugger sitting a bit too close to Sora?
Someone stepped onto the stage.
The man had chestnut hair down to his collar, pale skin that would make most of the girls in school envy and a face that seemed to perfect to be real. The man was dressed in a simple black blouse, a red tie, and somewhat tight clinging pants that seemed to add on to the `sexy' effect.
Riku took a while to absorb what he saw and put it out in words.
“Hot.”
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“Good morning, everybody,” His voice was deep, smooth, almost like chocolate; of the highest quality. He rested his hands on the sides of the podium, his stormy grey eyes regarding every face that they landed upon.
“My name is Squall Leonhart. I'm your new principal.”
There was silence, with a few whispers here and there. Riku was sure he caught the girl next to him blushing.
Squall let his eyes wander, searching for that certain cinnamon haired male. He finally caught sight of that slender being he saw through the window. And that figure was staring back at him. Squall regarded those ocean blue eyes, letting his eyes wander again, allowing them to travel down the slender neck and onto the brunette's chest, and finally taking in everything at once.
Never had he seen anyone as exquisite as that man that was now before him. It seemed as if the rest of the assembly was insignificant, blur. Only that certain man was clear in his vision, that perfect portrait of innocence and honesty. At least he hoped it was.
“I'll be taking charge of this school from now on, and I would appreciate it if you all would co-operate with me in attempt to make this...(he was tempted to say `shit-hole', but decided against it) place...better than it already is.” Squall continued to stare at the brunette teacher.
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“He's staring at you, Sora.” Cloud nudged his friend, earning a small yelp from him. Sora felt extremely uncomfortable. He felt worse than when Riku saw his (ahem) for the first time (and he strongly doubted it was possible.), as if those stormy orbs were stripping him slowly, denying him any way to hide.
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Riku followed the new principal's gaze.
Riku was enraged.
Riku felt like punching someone.
Riku saw the injustice of the world.
Riku, in other words, was damned pissed.
Sora belonged to him.
And only when he was dead would he let that ass hole touch what already belonged to him.
Even if that ass hole was one of the hottest people he's ever laid eyes upon.
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Atogaki: Wheeeeeee
I've really got nothing much to say...
OH! I know!
How about "Drop me a review or two"? x3
I've really got nothing much to say...
OH! I know!
How about "Drop me a review or two"? x3