Author's Note: So here ish my new story. My other one wsn't drawing in as many as I liked, and I was hit with inspiration. Thus this was born. It's a school romance fic, but nothing with me is ever simple or smiley happy, so don't be expecting anything like that. This chapter is about as light and happy as I ever get. Otherwise, sit back and enjoy it. As always, give my stuff 'til the second or third chapter to really decide if you like it or not. I'm a plot builder. The bunnies love me. Expect this to update slower than Drowning in My Dearly Beloved. Like, one of this for every two or so of Drowning.

Disclaimer: If I owned KH, Tidus would be running around in a speedo, Riku in leather, Axel in a skirt, and Sora in chains. But I don't, so they don't.

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Sora couldn't help but stare at the angel walking down the hall. It had been two years since that silver haired god began walking the halls of SIG, but Sora had never worked up the courage to talk to him once. It was almost sad. The silverette was friends with everyone. He was tall. He was prettier than any girl in the school. He had these amazing aqua eyes that didn't seem to end. He had that ethereal hair. He always got perfect scores and was good at almost all sports. He had a fan club. He was perfect.

He was genetically enhanced by his father.

Riku Onaga and his 'twin' brother were lab babies, perfect in almost everyway. Of course Sora couldn't help but stare. The short brunette watched as Riku fiddled with the laces on his shoes, then pulled the necessary indoor shoes out. There was already a large crowd surrounding the delicious laboratory confection, despite the fact classes didn't start for another hour and a half. That was approximately thirty minutes earlier than was expected of them, but that didn't faze the fan girls.

Sora sighed, finally giving up looking at Riku. The brunette was only there on a very fragile scholarship and he had to study to stay in. Seguchi Institute for the Gifted wasn't a place students attended only to slack off. The brunette hitched his backpack higher on his shoulder as he headed off to the Arts Library in the West Wing of the school—the exact opposite direction Riku and his entourage were headed.

It wouldn't have been so odd that Sora had never spoken to Riku if it weren't for the fact that Riku was Riku. Students didn't usually interact with students from other fields very often, and Riku was one of the Math and Science students. Sora, on the other hand, was Visual and Performing Arts, more specifically Photo, 3D Art, and Competition Chorus.

Upon entering the colossal library, Sora sought out his friends and threw his backpack in an empty seat. None of them raised their heads from their books. The brunette paid no attention as he headed off to get his own books. He sat back down with a stack of six art books and an Art History book. He pulled his sketchbook and pencils from him bag before opening the first art book.

"Psssssst. Sooooraa," one of his friends whispered to him from across the table. He leaned across the table, meeting the taller boy halfway.

"Yeah, Demy?" the brunette whispered back. The dirty blonde across from him grinned manically, blue eyes glinting with mischief.

"You hear about Kadaj?" Demyx asked.

"No, I haven't. Please inform me," Sora whispered, brow scrunching in thought.

"He got in a big fight after hours with that Seifer kid from the Athletics Department last night. Big Bad Daddy's having to fight tooth and nail to keep him from getting expelled. Kadaj himself is on indefinite suspension until things are sorted out. I head he was in the hospital too," the teen whispered excitedly to Sora.

"I think it serves him right," another of Sora's friends whispered. "Kadaj is a real jerk most of the time."

"Namine, that's so… out of character," Demyx whispered, shocked.

"Well, I can't help it. He always pushes me in the hall when we pass it other. Just the other day he made me fall on my own wet canvas," she pouted. Namine was another one of those pretty faces that walked around the school but she was too shy to stay in the lime light for long.

"Man. That blows," Demyx said, going through the motions of whistling. Sora sighed and turned back to the art book. He began jotting down ideas into his sketchbook as his friends quietly conversed. Kadaj was supposedly Riku's twin but there were too many adults that said they weren't for anyone to say it was a fact or not. The two boys, though, seemed to claim they were twins. Thus the rumor mill was going quite strong over those two. Hot brothers that belong to an esteemed scientist. There was no better combination for perfect obsession material.

"Heeeeeey! Ya hear about Little Onaga?" A rather loud, nasally voice called from across the library. Everyone in the library visibly flinched at the sudden outburst. Sora turned halfway around in his seat to see another of his friends strolling up. Several of the librarians were glaring at the tall, lanky red head. The boy walked on with out a care though. The red head dropped his books on the table with a loud thud and dropped into the seat next to Sora. "I saw him get his face broken by Seifer, and now Daddy's having to fork out the dough to pay for face reconstruction."

"Axel, Shut up! We're in the library!" hissed the final member of the group, a red haired girl that held a rather striking resemblance to Namine.

"Oh, shut up, Kairi. You're not even supposed to be here. Or did you forget that you're a Math and Science student?" Axel sneered, still not lowering his voice.

"You shut up. I have permission to be here! I have to do a five page essay on Impressionism for my art class, thank you very much," Kairi snapped, but still mindful of the fact they were in a library.

"Guys, come on. Cut it out," Sora whined quietly. "Axel, please quiet down? I don't want us to get in trouble again."

"Mmm… Alright, Sora," Axel said, lowering his voice as low as the others. He glanced at the brunette beside him with slightly hooded eyes and sighed. Sora glanced up from the book and looked into Axel's eyes.

"Is… something wrong?" Sora asked, just barely audible.

"No. Not really," Axel replied, looking away and opening the first play book in his pile. Slowly, the others returned to their studies as more people began to fill up the library.

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Students poured out of the library at ten 'til seven. All were scattering out towards their respective classes. Sora was off towards the photo studio, Demyx to the band room, Namine towards the 2D art studio, Kairi to the East Wing, and Axel walked along side Demyx until he would be forced to part in order to reach the stage. Axel's emerald eyes scanned the crowd of about four hundred students, looking for anything ridiculous. His attention was pulled back to Demyx, though, as the slightly shorter teen gripped his hand.

"You… you should really tell Sora, you know. You don't have long left here," The dirty blonde expressed, pulling his hand back to play with the hem of his black, button down uniform top. Five white strips adorned the cuffs and collar.

"Dem, I would if I could. I just don't think he's like that. I mean, haven't you seen the way he looks at Kairi sometimes?" Axel said, placing his arms behind his head.

"Have you seen the way you look at Sora sometimes? I swear, you may be a good actor, Axel, but those rare moments the mask drops, it's so obvious that you want in Sora's pants," Demyx teased.

"Shut up, Ixie," Axel said, shoving Demyx in the shoulder.

"Uhhhg!! Nyuuu! Don't call me that!" Demyx cried, dodging a second blow from Axel.

"Look, it doesn't really matter if I'm only here for another year after this," Axel started. "Sora goes to Namine and Kairi's dorm a lot to talk them into being models for photos and paintings and stuff. Sometimes to Yuffie too. I don't know when the last time you saw his assignment log was, but they've never peen anything really provocative or stuff. But he always manages to catch them in really sexy ways. And I swear I've caught him kissing Kairi at sports games several times."

"Look, I'm telling you Sora isn't straight, so believe me. I know when they are and aren't," Demyx said, pulling Axel close to his lips so the words wouldn't be heard by the thinning crowd.

"And what makes you so sure?" Axel snapped.

"I saw him starring at Riku's ass this morning," Demyx sang, grinning wildly.

"Uhg! Everybody stares at Riku's ass!" Axel said, pushing Demyx away. The red head picked up his pace a little. Demyx lunged forward onto Axel, stealing his arm away.

"So what if everyone does? But I'd never noticed him doing it before. Not to mention I caught him staring at Tidus Caligula's ass when he was getting out of the pool after that meet. And I swear I saw him blushing a little," the dirty blonde said.

"That really boosts my esteem Demyx. He's looking at athletic guys. If you haven't noticed, I'm skinnier than a stick and lack muscle," Axel snorted cheerily.

"Stop with the damn sarcasm, Ax. Just tell him soon. Both of you look so… lonely lately," Demyx sighed before finally pulling away and heading to the band hall. "I'll catch you at lunch."

The red head grumbled for a moment before picking up his speed again and rushing to the stage. It was going to be a long three hours.

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Sora sighed, taking the last shot on his role of film. The model wasn't incredibly interesting to the teen. She was one of three of his classmates that was easily talked into putting on skimpy modeling clothes and sitting provocatively—or at least as provocatively as a teenage girl was allowed to be in school without it being considered porn. She shifted on her pedestal and moved her hair, already having overcome the fear of the cameras an hour or so ago. The brunette boy quickly changed out the film in his camera and began shooting again.

Sora was known among his class of fourteen as one of the best. He'd almost always managed near impossible angles that brought out the best in his subject. He'd mostly taken pictures of girls or inanimate objects or animals, but the best of his work always was submitted to competitions or shows. He'd been told numerous times by his teachers that he could easily make some of the money he needed for tuition by selling his works. He had a natural eye that no one could doubt.

Halfway through the second role of film, the teacher called for everyone to stop. Sora snapped one last picture as the model hopped down from her perch before putting the cap over the lens. It didn't take the little brunette long before the brunette was finished packing up his camera, filmed stored securely. As he prepared to leave the studio the teacher called out, "Fifty pictures or the end of your roll, which ever's more! Tomorrow's model's are as follows: Aoi! Spencer! Sora! Come prepared!"

Sora groaned. Somewhere along the line, the teachers at SIG had thought it'd be a good idea to use the students as models instead of calling professionals or pulling others out of class. It was Sora's least favorite part of the class for the simple fact that he was often left to the mercy of the girl's in the class before getting up for the pictures. A solid pout formed on his lips and stayed there until he neared the 3D Art studio.

The brunette nearly fell to the ground as a large body collided with it from behind. Strong arms lifted him into the air before hoisting him up and throwing him over his shoulders. Sora caught a flash of red and five white strips. He promptly began kicking and whining.

"Axeeeeeeeel! Let me down! I have two feet and can walk, thank you very much!" The red head carrying him only laughed as he entered the 3D studio. He placed Sora carefully on the ground next to his working space and grinned. "I really wish you do that," Sora pouted, crossing his arms over his chest and looking away.

"Gotta keep you on your toes, Sor. Come on, admit it. You know your life would be boring with out me," Axel teased, burying his hand in Sora's spikes and ruffling his hair. Sora swatted the hand away, pout still going full force. Axel's smile faltered slightly before growing ever more devious. "What's wrong Rarie?"

"Axel! Don't call me that!" Sora said, snapping to life suddenly, pushing Axel away. Some of Sora's hair caught on Axel's fingers and the brunette cried in pain as it was pulled. After detangling himself, Axel gave Sora a sheepish grin.

"Heh. Sorry about that. Really. Bit seriously, Sora, what's up? You're pouting way more than usual," the older murmured, leaning in close to Sora and playing with the four white bands on Sora's sleeve. Sora tugged his hand away, moving it behind him.

"Nothing, much. I just have to model tomorrow, that's all," Sora said, leaning on his worktable.

"If that's all, I can do your make-up before the pictures the girls won't be pawing at your face," Axel offered. The younger looked up at him, eyes wide and pleading.

"Oh gawd, please do. Putting up with you for thirty minutes is way better than putting up with four girls for five,"

"Heeeeeeey. What do you mean, 'putting up with me'? I'm not that bad, am I?" Axel took this chance to pout as he looked straight ahead.

"Oh, come on, Ax. You know I didn't mean it that way." The red head scoffed and looked in a different direction. "Axeeeel. Come on, stop being such a—"

"Wai!" Axel interrupted, pushing away from Sora's worktable and running backwards to his own. The teacher burst into the room the next moment. Sora wanted to beat his head on the table, but refrained. He was about to call Axel a baby jokingly, but it seemed that the red head was already acting like one without teasing. The childish call cemented that in his mind.

The teacher signaled the start of class, but there were students already working on their projects. They were all nearing completion, but some were taking it just a step farther than the others. Moving to the closet, Sora admired Namine's work as he passed. They were assigned to make dresses—the most complicated and intricate dresses they could. They had spent the better part of three weeks just designing and sowing the dresses. After the completion of the dress, they were expected to hand embroider them. Sora grabbed his manikin and lugged it back to his desk.

The brunette only had a short way to go before the frilly maid's dress would be finished. It was a pain in the ass and his least favorite part about the class so far. The only reason he was in it was for the other, more manly projects they would have. Axel, on the other hand, seemed to be enjoying the project. He'd defied the teacher early on and decided to make a two-piece suit with flowing pant legs to give off the effect of a skirt. As far as Sora knew, the older boy was only there to become better at stage props and costumes. The brunette hunkered down, mentally preparing himself for a long two hours.

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Axel walked pridefully out of the 3D with three new bandages on his fingers and a very flustered Sora trapped in his grasp. The two were headed off to a long over due lunch. Axel, himself, hadn't eaten since the nigh before and was starving. Upon entering the large cafeteria, the red head tossed Sora at their normal table to reserve it before scurrying off to get in the slowly growing lunch lines.

The red head grabbed two trays, one for him and Sora, and proceeded into the hall of glorious heaven foods, as Axel liked to refer to it. It had almost everything imaginable at lunch and diner times. Students living in the dorms were given meal cards with three meals to tide them over. Off campus students were given two meals, seeing as everyone spent almost nine hours everyday in class alone and often missed family meals.

The red head grabbed a chicken chef salad for himself, a fruit cup for Sora, a five meat and cheese sub for himself, french-fries and cheeseburger for Sora, and a piece of German chocolate cake for Sora. He grabbed a bottle of green tea and a coke before swinging to the register. After swiping both his and Sora's cards, he headed back to the table, balancing the food carefully.

Sora stared up at Axel after the tray was placed in front of him. The blue pools melted something deep inside Axel. Before he could even sit down, Sora lunged on him, pouring thanks. The red head chuckled as he patted Sora's back. A cat whistle sounded and Sora was off Axel before he even realized it. Axel looked over to the disturbance only to find Demyx grinning from ear to ear. The dirty blonde placed his food on the table before sitting down. The other two took their places.

"You two looked rather comfy. You're not hiding anything from me, are you?" Demyx teased. Sora blushed, grabbing his cheeseburger.

"No. I was just thanking him for the food. Axel always seems to know what I want," the little brunette said, taking a bite after finishing. Demyx shot Axel a rather pointed look, but his only response was Axel's tongue.

"It's 'cause we've know each other for like, what? Seven years? I've eaten thousands of meals with you, Sora. Of course I know what you like," Axel replied, sitting back and stabbing his fork into a piece of chicken.

"Mah. What I don't get is why you eat so healthy, Ax. I mean seriously, you're so skinny," Sora said, popping a grape in his mouth.

"Gotta keep up the figure. Everyone would kill me if I gained weight so close to a show," Axel said through a mouthful of chicken. Sora groaned and turned away. Axel swallowed before continuing. "And 'sides, I don't look good with chubby cheek like a certain somebody." Axel lent over and pinched Sora's cheeks. The brunette squirmed and pushed his way out o Axel's grasp.

"Seriously, Axel. You eat like a girl. It's scary. Can't you just eat something greasy for once?" a female voice chimed in as she sat down. Axel stared flatly across the table at her.

"Well, looky there It's Kairi," Axel deadpanned. The one thing he never his from Sora was he didn't like Kairi. He hadn't liked her from the day the two ran into each other four years ago and formed a tight friendship. All conversation seemed to die down, then, as everyone focused more on their food.

"You know what I don't get?" Sora said suddenly, breaking the silence. "If Riku's brother got in a fight and had his face pounded in, why doesn't he seem affected?"

"It's because he's not on good terms with Kadaj. They've been at odds with each other every time I've seen them together," Axel answered, gazing sadly over at the table with Riku and the popular kids.

"Really? That's right, Riku's in your grade. Don't you have a class with him?" Kairi said, her interest piquing.

"Yeah. I do. With both the little Onagas, actually. All three of us have PE together, and I have History with Kadaj and English with Riku. Both are snot nosed little brats that just have to be the best at everything. They really get on my nerves," Axel said, sulking in his seat and poking at his sub.

"You know… I really wouldn't mind using either of them as models. They're so pretty. Ok, well maybe not Kadaj right now, but… Riku and his friends. I haven't really worked with guys and I think it'd be a good experience to work with good looking men an—"

"Sora just shut up. That's really enough rambling. Jeez. I swear, it's like you've got a crush or something," Axel said, pouting into his arms. His food wasn't that appealing anymore.

"Axel!! I'm not crushing on anybody!" Sora defended himself, waving his arms around in the air. Demyx giggled, and Kairi looked a little offended.

"Look, if you really want a male model to work with, just use me or Demy," Axel pouted.

"No offense, but you two are way to scrawny. I want some guys with muscle. You know, guys that look good without shirts… on…" Axel slammed his hand down on the table.

"I look just fine without a shirt on, thank you very much. Besides, when was the last time you saw either Demy or me shirtless? Two years ago?" The red head turned away again, huffing.

"Axel, it's not that! Uhg, it's just hard to explain. You know Riku, right? Well, can you do me a huge favor and ask if he or friends would pose for me?" Sora pleaded, grabbing Axel's arm.

"Sora, no—"

"Pleeeeeeasssse?" Sor begged, pulling out his best puppy dog eyes. Axel melted immediately.

"Fine. I'll do it," Axel grumbled, hating the fact that he was a sucker for anything cute that Sora did. Rising to his feet, Axel briskly walked over to the popular boys' table. He slammed his hands down on the table, calling the attention of all there. He swept his gaze over the eight boys in their black uniforms and various colored stripes. "I've got an offer I think you guys might find hard to refuse."

"Oh really? What is it? Free sex or something? If it is, I'm not interesting," cracked one of the boys. A few started laughing. Axel only made a small annoyed face before continuing.

"Actually, I'm here to offer you guys a chance at getting into the Arts and Literary magazine. I'm sure at least some of you or your parents read it. I'm also sure you've noticed those really awesome portraits of sexy girls at our school that make it in. They're all done by this genius third year Sora Watanabe." Axel paused as a large smirk over took his features. "He's looking to broaden his horizons some and is wondering if any of you fine gentlemen would like to pose for him."

The table erupted in whispers, secretive glances and quiet laughter. It was starting to grate on Axel's nerves. After a few long moments a blonde on the opposite side of the table from Axel raised his hand, a small smile on his lips. "I'll do it," he said, causing the others at the table to look at him in somewhat shock. "When and where?"

"I-I'll tell you when I see you in math later…" Axel said, jaw nearly on the floor. Of all the people at the table, he hadn't expected Tidus Caligula to volunteer. The blonde nodded before jumping back into the conversation that Axel had interrupted, the others following shortly after.

Axel slowly headed back to his table, a sickening feeling growing in his stomach. His gut was telling him that he'd just set Sora and himself up for a long, bumpy ride to hell and back. What had he done?

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Author's Note: So a quick explanation of the school: It's like a collage, but designed around teenagers. It has three departments, Arts, Math and Science, and Athletics. It has five years, starting at eighth grade. Most students live on Campus. They attend school for roughly ten hours a day and there is no extra ciricular.

That's all I really have to say about the school. Anyway, I'm hoping this hits off well. Don't wory, there will be loads more Riku soon. Some Kadaj and Sephy as well. Check out me other story please.