Without a Sound

Disclaimer: Don't own…

Yes, yet another storyline has popped into my head. I'm actually really excited about this one. LeonxSora is really underappreciated. I love it. It's actually my favorite pairing. I really hope you enjoy reading this and I would love it if you could review and let me know if I should continue the story or not.

Chapter 1

Beep. Beep. Beep. SMACK!

Let it be known that I, Squall Leonhart age 28, am not a morning person.

And the fact that I have to wake up at six in the morning does not make me happy.

I rolled myself out of bed and walked into the bathroom. There I proceeded to remove my clothing and take a shower.

The hot water felt nice on my aching bones. I looked up at the showerhead that was spraying water on my body.

"What am I doing with my life?" I asked aloud, as I hoping the showerhead could give me an answer.

I took this job as a high school math teacher because I love math. My true goal was to become a hotshot mathematics professor at some prestigious college or university, but they all turned me down.

They wanted someone older and with more experience.

They wanted someone who wasn't fresh out of college.

What was the point of studying advanced math all those years in school if all I was going to do was teach Algebra Two to a bunch of brats.

"I don't even like kids…" I said to myself as I walked out of the shower.

I quickly got dressed and pocketed my reading glasses. Looking at a bunch of tiny numbers on a white piece of paper can really strain your eyes.

I grabbed my satchel and headed outside to my bike, my one pride and joy. That bike was probably the only thing keeping me alive and sane.

"What a drag…" I thought to myself and started the fifteen-minute drive to Hillside High. I really don't know why they named the school that particular name. It's not like there are any hills in this wasteland of a town.

After parking, the first thing I notice is a small group of kids spray-painting a penis on the side of the school.

The next thing I notice is a group of girls rolling joints under a tree.

Don't those idiots know that's illegal!

This is why I fucking hate kids.

I scowled as I entered the building. I quickly located the main office and walked up to the secretary.

"Hello, I'm Squall Leonhart. I'm the new Algebra teacher. I was told to pick up my schedule here." I said in a monotone.

The secretary, finally looking up from her oh-so-interesting nail beds, sighed and looked through a file cabinet.

"Here's your schedule. Oh! You're hot!" The secretary said when she finally looked at me.

I gave her a small smile and took the schedule. "Thank you." I said and exited the office.

Something tells me I'm not gonna like this job… I looked down at my schedule. My classroom seemed to be on the second floor, room 227.

I began to make my way up the stairs when I heard a voice.

"Are you the new mathematics teacher?" I turned to see a rather muscular looking man with long silver hair.

"Yes I am. I'm making my way to my classroom now." I replied and continued up the stairs.

"I just wanted to tell you that the kids here can get extremely out of control if you don't… crack the whip. I would suggest that you start early and don't let their foolishness slide. They can get rather annoying if you don't." He explained.

I turned back to look at the man. "Thank you for the advice mister…"

"Sephiroth, please. I'm the head of the English department." He supplied.

"Sephiroth, you and I share the same sentiments. I have a very low tolerance for misbehavior and I will not, for lack of better words, take any shit from anyone." I said.

"I figured. You seem like a person that adapts quickly. I don't think we'll have any problems with you. If you have any questions I'm in room 235." He said before we parted ways.

There was something strange about that man but I'm not going to dwell on it. I took a piece of chalk and wrote my name neatly on the chalkboard before sitting at my desk.

I sighed and pulled my ipod from my satchel, keeping one ear bud out of my ear so that I would be able to notice the bell ring.

I examined my schedule again and noticed that I have classes on periods 1,3,5, and 7. Another thing I examined was that this school operated on a block schedule. Meaning, there were four classes a day rotating back and forth between 1-4 and 5-8. I would have a class the first period of every day and a class right after lunch for every day. It was pretty lax so I couldn't complain.

It was about five minutes before the first bell rang that the first student entered the classroom.

He was a scrawny little brunette who came in almost without a sound. He moved all the way to the back and into the furthest corner of the classroom.

Must be one of those emo kids…

"Hey kid, can you hear me down there?" I said sarcastically hoping he would catch the hint and move towards the front.

There was no reply.

"I guess not…" I grumbled to myself and decided I really didn't care if he could hear me or not. It's not my problem if he struggles in class because he can't hear what I'm saying.

When the bell rang, a grand total of four kids entered the room.

It was only about ten minutes after the second bell rang that all the kids were in the classroom.

Needless to say, I was pissed.

"Alright. I'm going to take role now. Every one of you kids who entered this classroom late has a detention. If you do not attend the detention, I will personally make sure you attend the next three you will surely be attending."

"Here are the people who will be attending detention Friday afternoon: Pinky, Fire crotch, Kid with the strange hairdo, Antenna girl, and Beardy. Congrats for fucking up on the first day of school." I said in a complete monotone.

"Dude, you can't do that! You've only been here for like five minutes!" Axel (Fire crotch) complained.

"If you haven't noticed, this is a school. In school there are rules one must obey. If you do not obey them the teacher, aka me, can punish you so that you are less likely to repeat the action. Got it?"

"This is fuckin' stupid." Lerxene (Antenna girl) grumbled.

"No, you're fuckin' stupid for coming late to class. This discussion is over, now it's time for math. Fire crotch, little brunette in the middle, and you way in the back all come to the board." I said pointing at each person.

Once they were all up at the board I wrote down questions that would assess their algebraic skills to see where I would need to start.

"The rest of you do these questions at your desk. And I will come around to see if you are doing them." I said.

Strangely enough the scrawny brunette, by the time I had finished my sentence, was already walking back to his seat.

I looked to the board to see if he had finished his questions and he did. I walked to the board to get a closer look and noticed that all his answers were correct.

That's impressive, emo kid's got brains.

"Hey you, Emo kid, what's your name?" I asked.

He looked at me with an alarmed look on his face. He mouthed something but I couldn't catch it.

"Kid, your gonna have to talk. What's your name?" I asked again.

"The kid's a retard Mr. Leonhart. He's deaf and dumb. He can't hear and he can't speak, I don't even know why he's here." Marluxia (Pinky) said.

"What's your name, Pinky?" I asked.

"Marluxia." He answered.

"Marluxia, if I ever hear you disrespect a student like that ever again, I will make sure that they kick your ass out of this school. Now, emo kid, what's your name?" I asked again.

He mouthed a two-syllable name.

"Noah?" I asked.

He gave me a hopeless expression.

"Well, I'm gonna call you Noah." I said.

"His name is Sora." The brunette at the board said.

"Thank you, what's your name?" I asked.

"Kairi." She said.

"Well it looks like you're pretty good at math yourself. You factored correctly and found the extraneous solutions, very good." I said.

"Thanks." She said with a blush before sitting back down.

"Okay, from the looks of it, most of you are at the same level. I think we'll review quadratic equations and types of graphs before learning any new material." I said right before the bell rang.

"Okay, get out." I said and watched as the kids left the classroom.

When I spotted the scrawny brunettes I chucked a piece of chalk at his back. He turned and looked at me.

"I need to talk to you." I said and he relocated in front of my desk.

Once everyone left I looked at him. "So Marluxia was serious when he said you couldn't hear or speak?" I asked.

He nodded and took a notepad from out of his book bag and started writing.

My name is Sora and I can't hear or talk. I hope you didn't find my silence disrespectful. I didn't mean to offend you if I did. I can read your lips but sometimes you speak to fast for me to differentiate words.

"Well, I'm just gonna keep calling you Noah because it's easier for me to remember. But I have a question, you answered all those equations in a matter of seconds, why aren't you in a harder math class?" I asked.

Everyone at this place thinks I dumb just because I can't hear. And I can't say anything about it because I'm also mute. I really hate it. I'm eighteen years old! I should be taking calculus with my twin brother! I don't ever get to see him during the school day because I was put in all these lower level classes. I can't stand it! Unfortunately, this is the only school that has the accommodations for children hard of hearing. I think that's why they think I'm dumb, because they think I need all this extra help when I really don't. Math is the only subject that just clicks in my head and I don't have to hear or speak to learn it. That's why I'm so good at it. I just wish I could learn something new though.

I really felt for this poor kid. He was striving for something he wanted but nobody would give him a chance.

He was just like me.

"Do you think you can handle calculus, Noah?" I asked.

He nodded determinedly.

"If you think you can handle it, I don't care if you had no arms and no legs and you were blind to top it all off. If you want to learn, I can teach you calculus on my off periods. What class do you have right now?" I asked.

Study hall.

"Well, after you have math with me you can stay after class and I'll teach it to you. I'll have a talk with your study hall teacher. Got it?" I said.

He smiled brightly.

THANK YOU!

"Go to class, kid." I said and leaned back in my chair.

I watched as he exited the room.

Maybe, just maybe, I would have someone to teach real math to.