A young brunette sat on the curved trunk of a large palm tree, his sneakered feet swinging back and forth as they dangled, as he watched an older boy, in the distance, with silvery white hair. He hadn't noticed he was staring, but he caught himself, feeling his round cheeks grow hot, and a light blush had spread across his nose. Sora quickly turned his gaze to the ground, where his feet were hanging only inches above it. But oddly he couldn't seem to keep his eyes on the ground for long. His gaze soon wandered back to Riku. Riku was sitting on the beach, digging his fingers into the sand, as water lapped at his bare feet. He stared out over the ocean, his eyes seeming distant, but as blue as polished sapphire-like orbs. As Sora watched the older boy, so much emotion welled up inside of him, he didn't know if he could keep it contained. Riku was so...so beautiful. Thoughts ran madly through Sora's head. Was it wrong to think like this about his best friend? None-the-less, another male? Sora shook his head, his chocolate brown locks falling into his face. He blew them away with a single breath of air, which he let out as a loud sigh. He wanted Riku to look over at him. He wanted Riku to know he was watching him, longing for him.

Sora was so lost in his daze that he didn't notice that Riku had looked in his direction. Sora again caught himself staring when Riku waved at him. Sora's cheeks blazed with heat, but he managed to grin, and wave back at him. Riku then stood up, brushing the sand from the bottom of his pants, as he walked in Sora's direction. Sora's heart leapt up into his throat. He didn't think we would be able to utter a word to Riku. Why are these feelings coming up so fast?

"Why are you sitting here all alone?"

Riku's voice was rich and unbothered as it entered Sora's ears like a promise, always meant to be kept. Riku cocked an eyebrow, his lips curling into a smirk.

"I-I...I'm just thinking."

Sora avoided Riku's piercing blue gaze. He studied his large yellow sneakers, a streak of pink washing over his round, childish cheeks. Why was he feeling this way now? Why now? Riku snorted, throwing Sora a teasing glance.

"Oh yeah? What about?"

Oh God. Why did he have to ask that question? Sora didn't know how to answer him. Was he supposed to tell him something he wasn't sure of? Sora didn't answer, he kept staring at the yellow tops of his sneakers. Riku was growing rather impatient, so he sat down next to Sora on the low palm tree, letting his bare feet skid the sand. He kept his piercing gaze on Sora, and it just made Sora even uneasier.

"You want to talk about something?"

"No."

Sora had answered him quickly, for he thought that if he stalled, he might blurt out something that Riku would not accept. Riku tilted his head slightly to one side, not convinced that Sora didn't have something on his mind. He knew Sora all too well, and for him to look so sad was not like the happy Sora that Riku knew.

"Something's on your mind."

"No.."

"You're avoiding me Sora. For the past three days you've been avoiding me. Just tell me what's wrong."

It's true that Sora hadn't been himself lately. He had been avoiding Riku a lot, not intentionally, anyway. Sora sighed deeply, a soft, "I'm not sure.." escaping his lips. Riku also sighed, but more out of frustration. Something was wrong with his best friend, and he wanted to know what. There was a long silence then, except for a few soft coughs that emitted from Sora's throat, the occasional rustling of leaves, and Riku's impatient fidgeting. Sora finally seemed to find himself, and raised his deep eyes to meet Riku's. He hoped that Riku wouldn't ask him another question. He was not good at lying. Sora coughed again, a rasping rattling cough. Riku's face flooded with concern. Maybe Sora was sick?

"You know you can talk to me."

"I know."

"Why don't you?"

That was another question the young brunette couldn't answer. He couldn't answer now anyway. He had to gather his thoughts, and maybe sleep off this cough he was getting. "I know I have you to talk to. I would rather talk to you than anyone else, but sometimes even I need to think." Sora dropped the few inches from the tree. "I'll see you tomorrow" He then walked away, without another word. Riku stared blankly after him. Had he said something offensive? He shook the thought from his head. He didn't do anything wrong. Sora was just acting...different. Then again, Sora did look a bit pale. He was just getting sick. Nothing to worry about. Riku smiled to himself, shaking his thoughts away. Sora was always okay, nothing to worry about. His worries of Sora being sick was soon washed away, like the tide of the ocean washing up on the beach.

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Sora stuck his head out of the open bedroom window, letting the soft evening breeze ruffle his hair. His thoughts were in a big, jumbled mess, and he had to set them straight. Was he truly in love with Riku?

Love.

The word stuck in his mind. He had never felt the way he was feeling right now. So much passion, and emotion welled up inside him; he knew he had to share these feelings with someone. But was it right to want to share them with Riku?

Riku.

The name stuck in his mind. The image of Riku sitting on the beach, floated across his memory. Riku was so angelic looking. With his pearly locks against his tanned skin, his full lips that always seemed to make Sora want to smile, and his eyes--Sora stared out over the island, and vast ocean from his window, a longing look overcoming his face--Yes..his eyes. They were so intense and entrancing. They were shining pools that were so deep; they seemed to be never ending. Riku was the entity of Heaven. Sora leaned his head on the sill of the window, letting the cool breeze wrap around his body. Maybe he was always in love with Riku and was too stupid to realize it. But that wasn't the thing that was really bothering Sora at the moment. He was afraid of rejection, and it frightened him to no end. But he knew he had to tell Riku, or all of his emotions would flood out all at once, and he might say the wrong thing, or say something offensively. He coughed, the action hurting his chest, but he thought nothing more of it. Yes, he would eventually tell Riku before he had a nervous breakdown. Maybe tomorrow. Yes. Tomorrow would be good. First Sora needed a good rest. He knew that tomorrow would be a much better day.
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Kurisutaru:: I hope you liked the first chapter! I will hopefully get the second chapter up very soon. And yes, to answer any question, there will be some RikuxSora goodness. I've never written a yaoi fic before so don't sue me if it's not too graphic. ^__^

Sora:: ::Cries:: I wanna know what's gonna happen!

Riku:: Sora.Don't be a baby.

Sora:: Don't make fun at my emotional problems!

Kurisutaru:: O_o;;