Go for Gold...not Red {for Arata}

[CleverFox]

Nineteen year old Riley Fox was a lithely built teenager with a physique that would make him the envy of any gymnast and did quite frequently make him the envy of others involved in his own sport. With naturally unruly brown hair that was slightly curled at the ends and amber eyes he was what many considered a handsome young man and he was well aware of that fact and flaunted it, having a bit of an ego. He had the potential to be a top class skater, maybe even Olympic material, but the sad truth of the matter was he was hopelessly lazy and unmotivated.

He loved to skate but he wanted to do it on his time, when he felt like it, rather than putting in the time that was required.

Currently he felt like it and he was skating around the ice rink, watching a couple of girls that were trying to do various moves and he was mimicking them in the background. He wasn't sure if he was trying to be an ass or just trying to one up them, but whatever the reason every move that they would do Riley would copy while at the same time attempting to do it better. There was a smug look on his face as he twirled around the rink, confident of himself and not caring that a lot of people saw this more as a woman's sport. He was good at it and he knew it, when he felt like putting in the effort that is, and he was flaunting that fact right now, simply for the hell of it.

[Arata]

At the age of 28, Adam Fowler had accomplished almost everything he could've asked for in life. He was tall, almost 2 meters, with broad shoulders and well built abdomen. He was popular among his peers as well as his coworkers.
Indeed, his career was as good as it could be except for one thing...
Adam sighed, drew a hand through his long platinum blond hair when his gaze wandered towards his star pupil whom, as far as one could tell, was being a show-off.
'If Riley put even half the amount of energy to his practice as he does showing-off', Adam thought in displeasure.

[CleverFox]

Riley was lost in his own little world as he skated around the rink and more or less mocked the girls that were trying to practice, being a brat just for the sheer amusement of it. He wasn't a cruel person, contrary to what one might think just by looking at him, but he was easily bored and needed a constant source of amusement. It just so happened that the girls happened to supply that for him in this moment, not to mention that he really was something of a show off.

When he felt like being so anyway.

"Okay, that's enough of that," Riley muttered to himself, spinning around and then abruptly changing directions to skate back toward where his coach was standing. "I'm done," he announced, pretty much always ending practice sessions when he felt like it instead of after he had actually accomplished something. He flashed Adam a devilish grin as he said that, throwing on the charm just because that was in his nature as well, his amber eyes holding a look of amusement.

[Arata]

His eyebrow twitched.
"Indeed, you are," Adam grunted, his voice dripping of sarcasm and his deep blue eyes flashed in annoyance.
"You know fully well that the next city tournament is in just three weeks. I've told you to focus on your number.
And yet I found you here dawling. Have you developed a hearing problem, ey? What am I to do with you?!"
As he felt the repressed anger rise, Adam drew a deep breath in a futile attempt to calm himself.

[CleverFox]

Riley looked at Adam when his coach decided to scold him, that seeming like something that someone would do to a small child and it sort of annoyed him. "I can perform that routine no problem and I've told you that about a million times," Riley felt the need to say, blowing out a little huffing breath of annoyance. He looked at the clearly annoyed man but he was more amused by that than anything else, his amber eyes twinkling. "You should really calm down, you're gonna give yourself wrinkles if you keep making faces like that," he teased, once again twirling around on his skates before making a move to leave the ice since he had meant what he'd said when he announced that he was done.

[Arata]

Against his will, Adam froze with his mouth gaping, Riley's last remark coming off as a complete surprise.
He watched as Riley was about to get off the rink. 'Oh, no you don't,' he thought unamused and took a hold of Riley's arm.
He looked down on Riley with narrowed eyes and clenched his teeth.
"Get yourself dressed. After you've put your shoes on, you are going straight to my office," he said in a demanding voice.
"Clearly we need to discuss this snarky attitude of yours."
He then let go of Riley's arm.

[CleverFox]

Riley was amused with his own words though he was completely surprised when he was suddenly grabbed by the arm, his gaze shifting to meet Adam's eyes as he was told to get dressed and then go to the man's office. "Whoa, calm down before you have an aneurysm, you're way too young for stuff like that," Riley told him, not sure where this anger had came from but not really in the mood for a lecture. "I don't have an attitude, it's fine," he felt the need to add, putting the blade guards on his skates as he stepped off the ice and then looking at Adam as though trying to size the man up.

[Arata]

"Aneurysm, really?" The nerve of that guy! "Well, I'm 100% healthy, thank you very much," Adam said and crossed his arms over his chest.
Perhaps he was letting his anger get the better of him, but Riley's constant wittiness was getting on his last nerve.
As Riley stood and sized him up, he purch his lips and glanced at the empty bench pointedly. "Well?"

[CleverFox]

"If you say so," Riley said when Adam said that he was healthy, the young man just shrugging his shoulders in response to that one and then looking at his coach when the man glanced at the bench with that pointed look on his face. "Well....is a very deep subject," Riley quipped before once again looking at the man and once again shrugging his shoulders. "What exactly is it that you want from me Adam?" he asked, crossing his arms over his chest and just looking at the man.

[Arata]

"What I want," Adam repeated. A faint smile playing in the corner of his mouth.
"Well, for one, when I tell you to do something, I expect you to do it."
Deciding that enough was enough, Adam grabbed Riley's wrist and sat down on the bench, his weight making Riley loose his balance and fall into his lap.
Locking the younger male in position, he smiled with a stern expression in his face.
"Perhaps, this will get your attention!"