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Things Went Wrong Part V
Most of the time Riku appreciated the quiet period that advisement brought. Having a solid class period during which to work on anything or nothing was quite handy for many students and he was among them, even if usually he was simply reading during the entire time. It allowed him time to work on whatever he wished and that was a rarity.
Of course his mind couldnt focus despite his repeated attempts to get back into the assigned reading for his English class, despite the fact that he was interested in it. The nice thing about being a junior was that he was able to take something like a course on science fiction and fantasy literature, and there he was, unable to focus on it.
All he kept thinking about was how Roxas had sounded. His best guess about the situation was that Sora had been some sort of intermediary, helping the blond because helping was in his nature, and Riku had done and denied the possibility of what his best friend had tried to tell him.
And he laughed
Things Went Wrong IV
As he stepped out of the locker room Riku yawned widely, linking his fingers above his head as he stretched. Despite knowing it did little good he really wished he would wake up a little more, but he supposed having been up until two in the morning had not allowed him enough rest to expect the weariness to wear off anytime too soon.
He crossed to the side of the gym where the other students were, and barely resisted the impulse to groan when he picked up on Tidus voice. Blitzball was of course the subject and something about a girl named Yuna that had come by during practice, and how cute she was, and something else that he didnt care to pay more attention to as he took his assigned place on the gym floor.
Wasnt that movie great, Riku? Sora inquired, learning around a blond guy named Seifer that had been placed between them specifically to cut down on side chatter. It didnt seem to have had the intended effect at all, and their human wall had learned
Things Went Wrong Part III
In the time since hed first met Roxas, Riku couldnt recall a time when the other had ever seemed at all worried about him, if even interested in what happened. He found he didnt like the attention, aware that for the weeks previous hed been glared at, but that was a different form of attention altogether. Sure, Roxas was watching him, but it was some focused resentment.
Riku didnt quite know why it unnerved him. In truth he should have been used to the other boys gaze on him after all the time theyd had together, never once forgetting that he was getting some death look from his observer. He turned his wrist, trying to free it from the grip but that only resulted in a tighter hold and he narrowed his eyes. Why the hell was Roxas suddenly interested in anything about him at all?
Let go. Only shades less than a growl, it was no less of a warning. It was uncomfortable having those eyes on his face instead of the back of his head, borin
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