Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction ❯ You're such a Beautiful Disaster ❯ Chapter 5 ( Chapter 5 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

You're such a beautiful disaster

“...You are...?” Squall was awfully confused. The man just called him principal. Unless...he was someone from his school?

“Umm. No, no, nothing. You just looked an awful hell like a principal, really.” Riku tried to cover up his stupidity, reaching to scratch the back of his head.

Until Sora came up from behind him.

“Who is-” He paused, not knowing what to say.

“Sora.” Squall seemed captivated by the smaller brunette, with his wide ocean blue eyes and pale skin and lashes a bit too long to be called male.

“Hull-o, Mr. Leonhart.” The younger man plastered on a fake smile, moving his arm to rest on Riku's shoulder, he leaned forward and held out his free hand.

“What are you doing here?”

The tall brunette stifled a chuckle.

He took the offered hand and pressed his lips to it.

Riku had nearly punched the man if not for Sora's vice-like grip on his shoulder warning him `if you make any move you're getting out of my house and never coming back'.

Sora wasn't complaining. Squall's lips were...soft. Not that Riku's wasn't, it was just that...this sensation was new. But of course, he knew he had to pull away or else Riku would lose his self-control and probably get expelled much earlier than he plans to.

“I'm your new neighbor.” Sora looked surprised, Riku noted, slightly confused. Didn't Sora already know?

The only word Sora could find to put in his mouth now was,

“Oh.”

He was standing close to Riku again, his left shoulder was practically pressed against Riku's right one, and his eyebrow twitched as he heard the remark, `I'm sure he kisses ALL his neighbors' hands. Really.' This earned him a pinch on the forearm, which fortunately for him, went unnoticed by the taller brunette in the room. They exchanged a few minutes of words, and throughout those few minutes, Sora's eyes never left Squall's, until Squall glanced at his watch and flashed them a smile.

“I have to go now, please excuse me,” He gave a little bow, and with that, left Sora's doorstep.

Sora waved goodbye, his heart all melted and warm. But when he turned around, he felt as if he just hit an ice berg.

Riku's face was as dark as a storm cloud. No, scratch that. Compare it to tar.

He was shoved rudely inside, forced into some lip-locking before being pushed against the door.

Riku had brought his face so close to Sora's he actually felt uncomfortable.

The silver-haired boy made to say something, but refrained from doing it, instead forcing himself on Sora some more.

Riku's hot lips pressed against Sora's, his hands wandering over the brunette's stomach and shoulder.

“Riku! What's wrong with you?” Sora grabbed the silver-haired youth's hand, his blue eyes somewhat revealing his fright by this sudden physical assault.

“Shut up,” Riku looked into Sora's eyes again, his green orbs piercing the teacher's soul like it did so many times before. He felt Riku's fingers on his cheek, and could already feel the youth's breath on his cheek.

“You're mine.”

Sora sighed, looking up from his comfy spot on the bed, not really making the effort to actually face his silver-haired lover.

“Yes, yes, you've said that ten thousand times, Riku.” He felt Riku's weight shift on the bed. Strong arms slipped around his waist, and he felt warm breath against his shoulder.

“You know I'll never let you go, don't you?” Sora felt himself smile.

“Of course I do.” He felt the boy behind him heave a giant sigh, before patting the arm around him and saying, “You'd better fly home right now, if you don't want to get grounded.”

“What time is it?”

“Three a.m.?”

“HOLY SHIT!”

Leon was happy. He didn't know why, but he was happier than usual when he woke up that particular morning. His normally bitter coffee tasted sweet, his normally lethargic limbs were more willing to exercise, hell, even the garbage that sat outside awaiting the garbage collector smelled great.

He had hummed a happy tune while driving to school, (something along the lines of `Baa Baa Black Sheep'.) He actually smiled at the janitor, (who was a bit startled at the sudden niceness and fretted over his job for a while and did not smile back.) Of course, he resisted the utterly absurd temptation of skipping into his office, and his heart was light and fluffy and happy, until...

...he saw that silver-haired boy he saw at his beloved's house...

...strolling into school in his crisp white blouse and midnight black pants.

And thus Leon's happy morning concluded.

Cloud stretched, yawning, before just settling for resting his head on his arms as he stared at the computer screen before him with half-lidded eyes.

“I should NEVER have majored in math...” he muttered to pretty much no one, as it was barely even 7, and people, NORMAL people, WOKE UP at 7. But no, he was a MATH TEACHER, he had to SET THE MID-YEAR PAPER.

“Why did I just HAVE to major in math!” he whined, a very un-cloud-ish, high-pitched whine, and he heard the clearing of someone's throat at the door. He looked up lazily to be greeted by a set of stormy gray-blue eyes and a flawless white face that did not seem very happy right now.

He back shot straight, realizing he was actually staring at the principal's face, and managed to stutter out the words, “How may I help you, sir?” in somewhat understandable English.

Leon mumbled something before stepping into the staff room and looking around.

“W-what?” Leon looked his way again, those stormy-blue-gray eyes stirring something inside his being, and he thought he felt his heart quicken.

“I said, `Are you the only person in here?'”

Cloud nodded, feeling ever so small before the brunette man that stood proudly at a height of 6'1''.

He reminded himself to drink more milk.

It took him a moment to realize that the principal had settled down next to him.

“Are you I any way related to Sora?” Cloud was caught off-guard at this question, and he sighed.

“No, and yes, I DO look like him, I get that a lot.” The blonde chuckled to himself, and then he turned to the Brunette sitting to his right, and he smiled.

And Leon knew why at least three-quarters of the school's female population was head-over-heels over the blonde P.E cum Math teacher.