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tall_dark_and) wrote2006-12-19 03:15 pm
tall_dark_and) wrote2006-12-19 03:15 pm
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Riku is fifteen, and it's the last day of school.
He's down at the beach, having cleared out of the Academy the second the bell went off. No hanging around there for him - he'll be as social as expected during the school year, but now? He's been freed from his captivity!
Every year he has a certain sort of ritual. He used to get in trouble for it when he returned home, but now his parents are used to it. They sort of sigh and shake his head at him.
The ritual involves getting his uniform as dirty as possible, in all the ways he couldn't have dared even a few weeks ago. Not if he was trying to avoid a million demerits, anyway.
This year, his solution is to the problem is to dig a hole in the mud. He's got most of the uniform off, scattered nearby. The only thing that's left is the pants, and a partially buttoned up dress shirt.
He's digging this hole real deep. He'll leave the rest of the clothing in there awhile, and come back to find it later. Like... a time capsule! But far more satisfying.
And if it washes away, all the better. He'd rather not see any of it again. Even if he has to return to school in three months time.
He's down at the beach, having cleared out of the Academy the second the bell went off. No hanging around there for him - he'll be as social as expected during the school year, but now? He's been freed from his captivity!
Every year he has a certain sort of ritual. He used to get in trouble for it when he returned home, but now his parents are used to it. They sort of sigh and shake his head at him.
The ritual involves getting his uniform as dirty as possible, in all the ways he couldn't have dared even a few weeks ago. Not if he was trying to avoid a million demerits, anyway.
This year, his solution is to the problem is to dig a hole in the mud. He's got most of the uniform off, scattered nearby. The only thing that's left is the pants, and a partially buttoned up dress shirt.
He's digging this hole real deep. He'll leave the rest of the clothing in there awhile, and come back to find it later. Like... a time capsule! But far more satisfying.
And if it washes away, all the better. He'd rather not see any of it again. Even if he has to return to school in three months time.