A Player and his Tyrant

The King Has Arrived

Riley yawned loudly, smacking his lips in the familiar way he always did to get the bad alcoholic aftertaste off of his lips after falling asleep with the bottle. However, today there was no horrid aftertaste of puke and intoxicating ingredients mixed with the dreaded morning breath. There wasn't the hazy worry at the back of his mind that he didn't remember anything from the night before. There wasn't even a hangover. 

It was then that Riley realized that he, in fact, hadn't drank a single drop of alcohol yesterday nor in the night that succeeded the "party". His mind had been engulfed by a haughty smirk, a beautiful voice, and a smug countenance all wrapped in a tiny package that was supposed to have been his king. Running a hand through his messy, raven hair he reflected that he'd even dreamed last night. It wasn't a small drunken stupor that preceeded him passing out and waking up what seemed like minutes later with no recollection of a dream of any sort... but more importantly it wasn't a nightmare either. The dream itself was hazy in his mind now but he could vaguely remember staring clearly at something bright pink for the longest of times and a faint laugh rang in the back of his head nostalgically. He snorted and shifted his body off the bed to get ready for school.

"What a lame dream. If I were finally going to have a good dream why was it so boring?" He sighed, sulking in a childish way while he turned his shower on, his clothes already laid out by the maid. He quickly washed his body that seemed a bit more limber now that it wasn't bogged down by the hangover he usually had and slipped on his expensive but boring uniform. He only slipped on the crisp, white button up and his black slacks, skipping the professional shoes in exchange for his regular pair of converse. He straightened his hair precisely and left the door with his backpack, leaving on time like he always did. He slipped in his expenisive ferrari, which he treated as if it was his own child and probably better than over half of the partners he's ever been with. He never let anyone drive it unless they were special to him.

He drove to school at a normal pace, slightly dreading as to when he would get there. Riley wasn't the biggest fan of school and school didn't really give him the same respects either. He wasn't very good at school work, he preferred drinking to reading and partying to doing homework, he very much doubted he would go to college as well. But the thing he hated most were the teens there that all rode his dick just to get a word out of him when in reality he'd rather shoot himself than pay them any attention. Sighing, he drove slower as if to postpone going like he did with the "party". 

Suddenly he saw a flash of pink out of the corner of his eye. He blinkedand looked over out his window and smirked. As if they were in a black and white movie and he was the only one in color, Nao-sama stuck out like a sore thumb while he ran to what he assumed was school since he had a uniform on. Their eyes met and Riley felt a strange stir in his chest at the beam the other gave him while he ran to the car and hopped in like it was the most normal thing in the world.

"Well hello again." He said, leaning back, unable to keep an amused look off of his face. The small boy had his long hair pinned up studiously and glasses perched on his nose yet with his completely altered uniform he broke his tope impression immediately. Although Riley had to admit the boy looked pretty cute with his fitted uniform, wristbands, and similar converse. He wondered if he'd made the adjustments himself. He was also thoroughly amused to find that Nao went to his school. They had the same school crest on all of their blazers.

"Hi, I need you to use this sports car for what it's designed to and take me to school." He demanded, waiting expectantly while Riley began to get irritated with the nonsense of this ilttle boy. He was the one who jumped in his car as if he were about to car jack him and now he was just demanding he drop wherever he was going and take him to school. Seriously how selfish could this brat be?