A/N: If any of you recognize this story, yes it is me and not one of those people who take stories and claim them as their own. This is my new account… so… Enjoy.

Love is… weird

Riku's POV

Riku watched sadly as Sora got dressed and ready for his date with Kairi, sifting through his cupboard, complaining that he didn't have a fashion sense and that that is why he needed Riku here to help him.

The frustrated brunette kept trying on shirt after shirt, but to no avail. He still said that he didn't look good. The silverette couldn't disagree more with his crush.

Sora, you would look good in anything…

"Sora… why are you getting so hyped up for one little date? You have gone on a date with Kairi before, have you not?" Riku chuckled, swallowing thickly when Sora took off his shirt and stood right in front of him, looking nervous. The silveret fidgeted while Sora took his hands in his own and giggled, a rather unmanly giggle at that.

"I'll show you." Sora said cheerfully while grinning.

"…Ok" Riku agreed nervous, his mind spinning with possibilities.

Sora then went and dug in his draw next to his comfortable double bed on which Riku was lounging lazily, and pulled out a small jewellery box, the perfect size for a ring.

Riku flinched when he saw it and sat up, his legs swinging over the side of the bed, his eyes wide.

No... NO! No, no, no, no, no! T-this can't be happening! I… I…

Riku felt a large lump in his throat try to choke him, and felt his chin quivering.

Sometimes, Riku was glad that his silver bangs were long enough to hide his eyes, which were now showing unbelievable pain and sadness. He could feel the tears welling up in his aqua eyes and tried to will them away. It didn't work and his eyes were rimmed with tears, now.

B-But… I love him and he…he doesn't love me. He loves Kairi. Not… me.

Sora stood before Riku again, smiling like he had just won the lottery. He opened the box and handed it to Riku, who sat motionless and didn't accept the ring. Sora looked confused but that didn't faze him. He stood there, still smiling at Riku cheerfully.

He will never love me…

Riku was now biting with quivering lower lip, to keep from letting out a tortured cry or wail of pure despair. Sora was now fidgeting, concerned on what his friend thought because after all, his opinion mattered most.

"W-What do you think, Riku?"

"I… I am sorry Sora but… I-I have to go," Sora looked startled and upset. Before he could open his beautiful mouth, Riku spoke again, "I can't be here." And with that Riku gathered his belongings and ran, ignoring Sora's shouts and questions.

When he got out the house, he jogged to his car, easily outrunning the shirtless Sora, who trying to grab his arm, which he eventually did do. Riku, out of desperation and anguish, turned to face Sora and in doing so, his bangs had shifted to show his right eye, welling over with tears. They streamed down his pale face, glistening in the twilight, revealing themselves to Sora.

Sora flinched and let out an incoherent sound of confusion.

"W-Why are you crying, Riku? Did I say something wrong? I—" He was interrupted by a heartbroken Riku.

"You didn't do anything, Sora! This… has nothing to d-do with you. It's… n-nothing. I don't know… I… Please, Sora let me leave. I have to go somewhere, anywhere from here." With that Riku shoved Sora's arm away and got into his car and drove away while cursing at himself.

He only drove for about thirty seconds, at full speed, until he pulled over and got out the car. He sat beside his car on a gravel road, and let it all out. Riku let out a sad cry and dropped his head into his hands in pure anguish.

The tears rolled down his face, over and over but Riku made no move to wipe them away. He didn't care, anyway.

Before he knew it, it was pitch black and cold. Riku merely put his arms around his legs and rested his head on his knees.

Six fucking years I've known him and I still don't have the courage to tell him… maybe its best. I wasn't good enough for him anyway… I don't even deserve him as a friend. Oh, God, what do I do!

The silver haired nineteen year old let out a sob that represented his desolation and dejection perfectly, before he let out a sniffle.

He got up slowly, but fell back down. He let out an angry growl and got up again. Riku leaned against his car door and looked at the moon sadly and then closed his eyes, tears still leaking, but he thought of Sora.

Sora talking, Sora laughing, and Sora smiling. Sora. Sora. Sora.

He smiled forlornly to himself.

Why does life have to be so fucking cruel?

XXX

(Sora POV)

Sora was sitting on the front steps of his house, more confused than he had ever been in his entire life and his trademark pout gracing his features. Why did it feel like a ten ton boulder had hit his chest when he saw that Riku was crying? Why was Riku crying anyway?

Maybe I should go look for him. He can't be doing to good if he acted like that.

Sora ran inside his house, completely forgetting about Kairi and the date, and put on the first shirt he could find. It was black, really tight and showed off his curves and also had long black and white striped sleeves, with holes for his thumbs.

Only once he was out the door did he realize that he didn't have a car. He didn't linger and ran in the direction that Riku had sped off to. It didn't take too long, only five minutes of running, to find him.

He was leaning against his car on the side of the road, with his eyes closed, and was smiling sadly up at the moon.

Sora wanted to shout out Riku's name, but then thought that that might startle him and make him run off again. He eventually decided to sneak up on him while his eyes were closed.

He approached slowly and carefully, making as little noise as possible, which was hard because the road was gravel. When he got to about a meter away from Riku he relaxed a little, but only a little. He saw the tears again and flinched at the sudden drop he felt in his chest.

"Sora… Why…?" Riku whispered, his voice breaking a little. Only a few seconds later did Sora realize that he wasn't talking to him but rather himself.

"R-Riku…" Sora whispered softly, reaching a hand out and resting it lightly on his well toned arm.

Riku opened his red rimmed eyes suddenly and let out a sob.

"Why do you do this to me?" Riku said in such a heartbroken voice that Sora felt another stab of pressure in his chest, "Why are you here? You… have to… have to go propose to Kairi." Riku's voice broke again when he said propose.

"I don't have to do it right now… I am more worried about you. Why are you crying? Please tell me. I am getting worried about you." Sora said in a small voice. His whole body was shaking from nervousness and from the cold.

"I… I can't."

"Why not?"

"I just can't!"

The brunet was as persistent as ever, "Riku… Please tell me."

The silveret shook his head stubbornly while Sora pouted childishly, an underlying hint of desperation showing in his eyes.

"Why not?" Sora repeated sullenly.

"Because it's you!"

Sora was completely stunned, "What?"
"I… I am crying because of you!" Sora stuttered out a response but it was ignored. "I have known you for six years and I have ever had enough courage to tell you this… if you hate me or don't want to see me anymore, I understand. Just tell me to leave and I will." Riku's voice was breaking in an inconsistent pattern.

Sora remained silent, waiting patiently, but inside he was dying to know what Riku meant.

"Please, just… before I say anything… can I just do something quickly?" When Sora nodded, Riku moved forward and gave Sora a tight hug.

Riku wrapped his arms around the brunette's waist in a way that a lover would, slowly and gently, and then he rested his head on Sora's shoulder. His long fingers traced patterns on Sora's lower back, while Sora put his arms around Riku's shoulders.

Sora couldn't describe why or how he was feeling the way he did. It made no sense. It felt like he was hugging Kairi, in a romantic way.

The thing that scared Sora the most was that he was enjoying this more than he would have if he was hugging Kairi. He gave up all mental thought and snuggled closer to Riku.

He had never really realized how nice and homey Riku smelt. It was a smell he was used to, but he never really picked up on it.

Riku then kissed Sora's cheek lovingly, and much to Sora's surprise, he didn't mind. It actually made him get this warm feeling inside, as cheesy as it may sound. The taller of the two then put his lips to Sora's ear and said those three words in a soft whisper,

"I love you." The way he said it made Sora shiver, but not from the cold.

Then Sora realized what he had said.

XXX

Meanwhile…

(Kairi's POV)

Kairi was sitting in a cab, on her way to the most romantic restaurant in town, where she and Sora would have their date.

At first Kairi was very nervous to be at such a romantic restaurant. She actually felt very proud of herself for getting such a wonderful boyfriend, who took her on expensive dates such as this. She walked in the restaurant and told them about the reservation, thinking that Sora was already there. They told her that her partner wasn't there and maybe she should wait.

"No, that's alright. He will be here soon."

Waiters and waitresses had come and asked her whether she wanted to order numerous times but she still gave the same answer,

"No, thank you. He will be here soon."

After the first five minutes, she was ok. She nibbled on the bread sticks, trying to ignore all the lovey-dovey couples around her. The redhead's eyes widened when she noticed one of the couples going into the bathroom together.

She merely looked the other way, at a couple sharing food. They were having spaghetti, and just like in Lady and the tramp, they ended up with the same piece and their lips touched.

Kairi groaned and dropped her head into her hands in frustration.

But after the first hour, she was beyond pissed. She had no patience for Sora's forgetfulness and decided to go to his house. Where else would he be?

The annoyed redhead had tried to phone Sora many times but her boyfriend didn't answer, not once. She eventually went up to the hostess and told her that she had to go and ran out of that cursed restaurant.

She saw her dark blue Renault parked on the corner and tried to be calm as she walked towards it.

Kairi was driving like a maniac in the general direction of Sora's house, to see why the hell he stood her up.

But on her way there, she saw Riku leaning against his car with Sora hugging him tightly. She stopped her car far away from them, as to not gain their attention and sneaked behind a nearby bush. She still couldn't hear what they were saying.

Riku and Sora stood still, until Sora snuggled a bit closer to Riku. The silver haired male then kissed Sora lovingly on the cheek.

W-What! Why did he just kiss Sora on the cheek!

The taller male then whispered something into Sora's ear, which Kairi still could not hear. The look on Sora's face was one of shock, and Kairi could only guess what he had said.

She decided to stay where she was and watch for a little bit longer. Maybe something interesting might happen.

XXX

A/N: I don't know why but this was almost too easy to write. Seriously, the words were, like, flowing from my fingers… strange. Tell me what you guys think. If you don't like it, it's going to be a short story. If you like it, it will be longer. It all depends. Tell me what you think. I have the next two chapters written.

Hehe. Oh, yeah. In between writing this I was replaying Naruto: Shippuden Ultimate ninja 5… I cried in the part when Naruto gets Gaara back from Deidara and he is *dead* and Naruto is all like 'I couldn't save Sasuke and I couldn't save Gaara! I trained by butt off for three years, and not a single thing has changed…" poor, poor uke.

Poor Granny Chiyo.

RIP.

I promise it won't stay sad! It will get better!