Fate - Riku x Tifa

[Kitti-Kat x3]

A/N: This is just a prologue, thats why it's short sweat-drop.

Hope you like it! R&R!!

-Prologue-

My name is Tifa Lockhart. A twenty-three year old teacher working at Destiny Island's all-boys High School. And this happens to be the start of a my second semester working here.

I'm taking the usual path I walk on everyday to get to school. People and students pass by me and wave, laughing, talking and, well, living out their life normally.

For me, life is a boring scenario that happens to repeat itself everyday. Like, for instance, this path that I walk on never seems to change. The people I meet. The things I do. They just keep repeating themselves.

If I take a different path, I wonder if that will change my life, even for just a little? I can't help but think that.

Today, I think I will select that different path and see where it gets me.

I turn around from the usual path to school and through a narrower alley.

I'm beginning to think that this is silly and will only result in me being late for work.

But I take my chances and step on ahead.

It's as if I'm possessed by something!

There, leaning on wall, a teenager wearing Destiny High's school uniform is smoking. He looks up at me slowly, an insouciant look on his face.

Aquamarine eyes met my curious hazel ones.

Someone I have never met before.

This can only mean...

Fate.

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A/N: Please review in fanfiction site! :3

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[Sora788]

Seems great. I've always liked this pairing, even though it's uncommon. Hope you continue it

[Kitti-Kat x3]

Thank youu~ Here's chapter 1 ^^

Chapter 1 -

The silver-haired teen in front of me is smoking.

And now only that, he's also part of our school it seems, the school uniform he wears, is Destiny High's.

I grimace. Not liking the fact that he is obviously trying to skip school and smoke somewhere by himself.

"Hey, kid, aren't you late for school?” I speak with superiority. It's a teacher habit, I'm afraid.

He raises an eyebrow at me, looking almost scornful.

“Who's 'kid'? I don't see any 'kid' around here.”

He dares make fun of me by pretending to look around.

I shake my head. Arrogant, huh. I know this type of people quite well. And just how to deal with them.

“Very funny. Now hurry up and walk your ass to school, mister!”

He emits a chuckle, sneering, “And why would you care? It's none of your business, lady!”

I grit my teeth. That bastard has some attitude.

“Of course it's my freakin' business! I'm a teacher at your school!”

He looks up, a bit interested. He checks out my body up and down – the nerve! - then rolls his eyes and looks the other way, completely ignoring me. I frown. This guy is asking for trouble!

"Don't you dare ignore me, prick!” I bark, clenching my hand into a fist; ready to strike some sense in him.

He smirks, throughly enjoying this, “You have some foul language for a teacher, don't you think?”

Right now, I'm surpassing the urge to drag him to school by his ears. I inhale and exhale deeply and try to control my temper.

“Let's not get violent here, okay? Listen to your elder, and come to school with me. What do you think?” I approach calmly. This is his final chance I swear.

He stares at me oddly. Not a smirk, not a smile, but something in between.

I try to coax him with one of my innocent smiles.

He flinches, as if he saw something hideous. That bastard.

Then, all of a sudden, he bursts off laughing.

What the hell...

Did I say - or do - something funny?

I watch his laughing figure dumbly.

"'Let's not get violent'...? You... you actually expect me to wrestle with you??” He keeps laughing harder, clutching his stomach. “You're one crazy chick!”

I open my mouth to utter something witty back, can't, so I close it again and look the other way.

If only he knew that my punch can send him crying out like a baby.

But, I don't want to get violent with my students now, do I? I'd lose my job.

"Look, would you please come to school with me?” I plead, defeated; whispering the 'please' part so quietly, hoping his arrogant self won't hear it.

Surprisingly, he complies!

Nodding, he picks up his bag nearby and throws it over his shoulder then walks toward me, his expression indifferent.

YES! VICTORY!

He's not so bad after all, y'know?

I smile proudly at him.

He notes the gleeful look on my face and, apparently, attempts to ruin it...

“Since you said 'please'...” He mocks, smirking when he notes the wince on my face when he mentions that, “I guess I'll go, for today anyway.”

My eyes twitch. I've been had. Damn that kid.

"No way, mister! I'll personally ensure you come to school every day!!” I bite back, inwardly proud of my teacher powers, smiling haughtily.

He doesn't appear to care, though. He looks pretty bored.

“Pish. Whatever, you teachers are all talk. No body cares what I do, or where I go!” He mutters bitterly, throws his smoke inside one of the trash cans, and walks off in the direction toward school.

I sigh. Sounds like a difficult student.

I hope he doesn't end up in one of my classes!

'Cause, I'll probably won't be able to tolerate with him any more.

I step back and watch his diminishing figure with a blank expression.

Weird kid...

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R&R (=

[Snow Candy]

Wow, so far, so good. Hmmm.....is it any chance romantic? XD I like romantic stuff even if it's between a student and a teacher...XD

[Kitti-Kat x3]

Originally Posted by Snow Candy

Wow, so far, so good. Hmmm.....is it any chance romantic? XD I like romantic stuff even if it's between a student and a teacher...XD

Of course! I always do romantic

[Xuan]

It's actually pretty common in Unleash Your Imagination - FanFiction.Net Sora788. If you ever visit there, find 'Mucus Flavoured Kiss' (Or something like that, just search) and 'Spotlight'. They're one of my favourites.

[Seikay]

That was good, your one of my new favorite fanfic writers, this isn't near as good as your Sora x Namine fanfic in my opinion but I still think its awesome. Cant wait for the next chapter, you can now qualify me as one of your Fan-Boys I guess, lawlz

[Kitti-Kat x3]

Continuation to chapter 1 -Thanks for the comments ^-^

"God, Teef! You're super late! I thought you weren't coming!” Yuffie, my co-worker, another teacher in D. High, exclaims, handing me my usual coffee.

I take it, and sit back on my chair, literally inhaling it. We're at our respective desks in the teacher's lounge.

I sigh heavily and put the cup down. “I caught a slacking student on the way. Gave me a hard time.”

Yuffie grins, shaking her head, “You should have left him! Job comes first, remember?”

"Exactly! The kid was smoking, Yuff. He's lucky I didn't report him to the principle.”

Yuffie chuckles. “Smoking? Come on, Teef. Half of the school smokes!”

"It's a bad habit!” I say insistingly, but Yuffie just shakes her head again.

"I pity the guys in your class.”

I roll my eyes. Then the bell ring, I stand up and prepare my stuff. “Hey, I've got a class now. Talk to you later, okay?” I tell Yuffie before leaving. She gives me a light nod, and gets backs to work.

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The hallways are starting to get empty as students gather in their classes. I make my way toward class 2-C. My new class for the whole year. I'm a little nervous. Boys are... difficult to handle. Most of them are airheads, the other majority is careless, and there's also this troublesome group in every class. Sigh.

I stop before the class 2-C, staring at the doorknob.

Alright, this is it Teef.

I close my eyes.

Inhale.

Exhale.

And, open the door...

XXXXX

The whole class is in a state of chaos. As soon as they spot me enter, however, they freeze, staring at their new teacher.

This is awkward...

I gulp nervously then march ahead toward the desk and put my stuff on it. I feel their eyes staring into me.

"Good morning, class. I'm Tifa Lockhart. I'll be your Math teacher for the rest of the year.” I take a glance at the entire class. Lots of new faces this year, I note.

"I don't tolerate skipping classes, so keep that in mind. I also don't like chatting during my classes. When I ask you to do a home work, you're expected to actually do it.”

The whole class groans at the mention of home works. Oh, I'm enjoying this.

"Listen to me, work with me, and we'll get along fine. Now, any questions?”

The class look at each other. Then one of the boys raises his hand, a tall, and very disturbingly thin guy with flaming red hair.

"Yes?”

He smirks, “Are you single, Teef?”

I don't even know HOW he knew what my nickname is. Yuffie's the one who created it.

I am taken aback with the question a little. The class is stifling laughs. So he's supposed to be the clown of the class, huh.

"I'm sorry, but no personal questions. And don't call me 'Teef' please!” I reply politely, but firmly.

I'd knock some sense into him for calling my Teef, but I can't beat up students... unfortunately.

"Should we call you Mrs. Lockhart, or Ms. Lockhart...?” The red-headed guy asks again.

"Ms. Lockhart, please.”

"Oooh, so you're single!”

Most of the class grin for some reason.

I sweat-drop. He's witty, too, it seems.

“Other questions?” I decide to ignore him, glancing at the rest of the class.

A blond with a Mohawk hairstyle and a clueless expression on his face, raises his hand.

"Yes?”

"Do you wear skirts?” He asks bluntly. The class snickers.

My eyes twitch but I try to hide it and appear firm. “Please ask something relevant to the class.” I say through gritted teeth. I've got one perverted class this year...

Another person raises his hand, sitting on the very far back, I tilt my head to get a good look at him. My jaw drops when I suddenly recognize him.

The silver-haired teen from the alley!!

He's sitting casually on his seat, a smirk tracing his lips when he notices my uncool reaction.

I quickly re-collect myself, “Y-yes?”

"Are you really being yourself, 'Ms. Lockhart'?” He asks tauntingly.

I force a polite smile back, lips twitching, “I don't know what you mean, exactly. But personal questions aren't allowed.”

I ignore his teasing figure and look at the majority of the class. “Now, since most of you are new faces I haven't worked with before, I want you to come up here, write your name on the board, and introduce yourself to the class.”

They groan, muttering complaints. I scan the room.

"So? Who would like to start?”

A hand is raised. I look up.

Ugh, it's him again.

I scowl, he notes this, and smirks back.

“Go on.” I tell him, sighing.

He stands up, and walks gracefully toward me.

For some reason, my body starts to tense.

I struggle to appear calm in front of my students.

But when he passes by me, my leg bends and I almost trip in his direction.

I catch myself and hold on to the desk for support.

The students didn't notice this. Inwardly, I sigh with relief.

But when I look back at the silver-head, he's smirking knowingly; slowly reaching for the chalk on my desk, to tease me.

I couldn't breathe in that moment!

Dear God, am I attracted to one of my students...??

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Yay! R&R

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[Seikay]

Wow that was really good, another great chapter by Kitti-Kat! A little teacher student action goin on here.....I like lol

[Snow Candy]

Originally Posted by Kitti-Kat x3

Of course! I always do romantic

:3 I see. Nicee.....like the chapters so far. :D

[TerraTheRock]

Fanboy ship rules!!! I love your work!

[Xuan]

Lolz, don't get too carried away...

[Lanydx]

GOD WHAT ARE YOU SMOKING!!! .... KEEP AT IT!

[TerraTheRock]

Hey did you forget about thisone? [ i dont really care the other one rules!]

[Kitti-Kat x3]

Sorry, but I didn't forget it.. I'm just taking a break is all. It will be posted soon, tomorrow probably. Also, it is originally meant to be rated K+ But just because its a teacher/student thing, I rated it T. XD Hopefully, the next chapter will be longer, too.