Disclaimer: I own none of the character(though I'd like to) but I do own the storyline.

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This is a shounen-ai fic so if you are a homofobic or don't like boyxboy relationships so don't read because I don't take the responsibily after you've got traumas. But if you do like it then please, enjoy

Pairings: RikuSora and AxelRoxas

God,that boy's an angel

Chapter 1:

He's an angel. I'm sure of it. No human can have such sapphire blue eyes or voice as beautiful as his. No human has a laugh of thousand bells like he has. And there is no way a human can have as beautiful and delicate body as his. He's got to be an angel on earth. Maybe the other angels were jealous of his beauty and kicked him out of heaven. Maybe his chocolate brown hair and slightly tanned skin didn't appeal to the other angels and he was forced to come to earth. All I knew for sure was that he was gorgeous.

He lived just across the street. I was so close but still so far away from him. He moved in just a week ago with his family. The first time I saw him when a red Peugeot drove in front of the house and he stepped out. And I was immediately captivated with his appearances. I didn't even know his name or age but I knew that I wanted him.

No wonder his skin was so tanned anyway because I could see him on the yard of his house a lot. And I watched him do his things whenever he was playing with the neighbor's dog or teasing his brother.

Right now he's with that blonde guy who I assume is his brother. They look quite the same but I have to say that the brunette is way cuter. I just couldn't tear my eyes off of him and when he disappeared back inside I couldn't help but sigh.

"What are you staring at, Riku?" Came a female voice from the doorway. I turned around to see my sister, Kairi, standing there with a curious smile on her face.

"Nothing, it passed already," I responded and returned to my undone homework I had been doing until He had stepped out. The brunette just always draws me to him and I have to look out of my window just to see even a glimpse of him.

"Alright, then," Kairi said shrugging and sat on my bed. "Have you seen our new neighbors, yet? You step out only to go to school."

"I've seen few glances of them," Riku said indifferently. Actually he had been taking the trash out more that week just to see the boy closer. He felt himself so pitiful.

"They have actually three kids in the family," Kairi started. Riku sensed that there was coming a whole lot of babbling. "All boys. The oldest is in the college. The two youngest are twins. I've talked to them a few times. They're really cute. Especially Sora, the younger one, brunette. Roxas is the blonde and he's only a few minutes older."

"Kairi, I really don't understand what you think I'm going to do with this information," I said with a bored tone. Truth to be told I was dying to know more about my angel, Sora.

"I'm just chatting with my dear older brother," Kairi said defensively. "Anyway, they are actually my age."

I just pretended to do my homework, though I was sure my heart had just skipped a beat. Now I finally had got and answer to both of my questions. I finally knew his name and age. And Sora was only younger by one year.

"They're transferring to our school and start tomorrow," Kairi continued talking. "It's really great because they might be in the same class as me, which means that I can get to know them better. They're honestly really hot, don't you think?"

"They're guys," I said rolling my eyes even though it was a bull's eye. Well, for the brunette. I wasn't really interested in the blonde. He didn't seem my type.

"I know I'm not stupid," Kairi said rolling her eyes imitating me. "But it's not like the gender has ever stopped you. I know you, Riku and I know you check men out more than women."

I slowly turned my head to glare at my sister who was smirking at me slyly. "You can't hide from me, Riku."

"Kairi," I started slowly returning to my homework. "If you have nothing important to say then do me a favor and scram."

Kairi stood up giggling and skipped out of my room. I waited for a moment before hit my forehead to the table groaning.

True, I liked to check men out. True, I preferred them to women. But I would never admit it to anyone. Especially Kairi or her weird girlfriends.

For the rest of the day I refused to talk with Kairi more than necessary. She had devoted her life to annoy the crap out of me and I hated to say it but she had been quite successful. And now I was even getting worried. She had liked the twins, meaning she had liked Sora. I know Kairi was good at getting whatever and whoever she wanted and I was afraid that she might suddenly start fancying Sora so much she would try to make a move on him. I don't know if I wanted to see her with him… or rather him with her.

Next morning I woke up as always half an hour before school. My timings were usually always exact. I dressed up and went to eat breakfast. In fifteen minutes I was ready to leave for school. I took my bag and my bike keys and stepped out. My bike was standing in the regular place locked and chained to the porch fence. I opened it and stepped on and was about to leave when I heard someone curse loudly. I looked to the direction it had come from but there was no one there.

I was about to turn to leave when I heard it again. Now the line of curses was longer and I saw it was coming from a bush. I was a bit curious because it was coming from behind a bush that was standing on the front yard opposite to my house. I put my bike down and slowly walked towards the sound. It was a really familiar voice and I had a hunch of who it was. And I didn't know should I be nervous or not.

But before I could check to the yard, someone shot up throwing some weird object down with a loud 'clank' sound.

"Fuck you, you damn cheap hooker lock!"

I was really surprised, so was the person standing on the other side of the fence. It was Sora as I had thought. But I could've never imagined that someone so beautiful and angelic could use such a foul language. Guess I just have to admit that even he is just a human.

"Hi," I said watching the brunette curiously. He turned bright red and scratched the back of his head, "uh, hi."

"Are you having problems?"

"It's just, uh… my lock- I mean my bike's lock is busted and it won't open and… now my key's broken too when I tried to twist it… it cut in two. The other end's inside the keyhole," Sora explained sheepishly tucking his keys into his pocket.

"If you want, I can give you a ride," I said without thinking. At first I thought it was stupid of me to ask but then I had to admit that it was a great idea. But that was after Sora responded.

"That'd be cool," he said grinning happily and jumped over the bush with a final kick and curse for his bike. "But I don't know if our schools are in the same direction."

"We're in the same school," I said chuckling and went to my bike. Sora followed me with a confused look. "How do you know?"

"In here," I started straightening my bike, "gossips run really fast."

Sora blushed again. He looked really cute when he was bright red like that.

"Sit to the back," I said throwing my leg over to the other side of the bike. Sora obeyed sitting down behind me and to my surprise he wrapped his arms around my waist making a slight tint of red raise on my cheeks, which was really rare. I never blushed. You could ask even Kairi about that.

"Could you please warn me if there are any bumps on the way?" Sora asked shyly. I chuckled and nodded. "Of course. Now, hold on tight."

We didn't really talk on the way to school despite whenever I warned when there was going to be a bump or when I was stopping on lights.

It was over too soon when the school came on sight. I was a bit disappointed but didn't let it show on my face as I stopped to the schoolyard.

"Here we are," I said when both of us got off.

"Thanks a ton. I'm sure I would've never made it in time if you hadn't given me a ride," Sora said smiling widely. His smile was like an angel's too. "Anytime," I said holding out my hand for him. "My name's Riku, Riku Smythe."

"I'm Sora McGrath," he said grabbing my hand. "What year are you?"

"Senior," I said sitting on my bike again to take it to the shed. "And gossips told me that you are a second year."

Sora laughed. "You got that right. How come you know so much about gossips when you don't seem like a guy to like gossiping?"

"True, I don't. I hate gossiping. I live with a living gossip machine and she's driving me nuts," I said rolling my eyes. "I hear everything from my sister, Kairi. She's a second year too."

"Oh, yeah? I'm not against gossips if it's not too personal or too negative but my brother hates gossiping more than anything," Sora said shrugging.

"Alright," I said smiling. I never thought I would like such a trivial conversation this much. "It was nice to meet you, Sora. I'm gonna take my bike to somewhere safe so I won't be late for school. I guess I'll see you there in the corridors at least."

"Yeah, we'll see," Sora said smiling and waved at me before left. I stared after him for a while before turned to take my bike to the shed like everyone else. I admit, I checked out his behind. But that's just normal and I didn't even need to look because I knew his ass was gorgeous too. It truly was.

I locked my bike and just when I was leaving I saw a blonde mullet-haired guy drive to the shed with a high speed and hit the break just in time. He stopped only few inches before hitting me.

"That's quite dangerous, Demyx," I said tucking my hands to my pockets. The other just grinned and hopped off his bike. "You say that everytime and still nothing has happened."

"You nearly ran over a junior girl last week," I said as Demyx was locking his bike. "I heard she nearly fainted."

"Exactly: 'nearly'. And juniors should watch out for seniors," Demyx stated. He straightened his back after locking the bike. We started to walk towards school together.

Demyx and I have been friends and in the same class since ninth grade. He was energetic and bouncy and loved music. He could play three instruments: guitar, piano and flute. He sang too but preferred guitar. He was the only child and took care of his single mother. Demyx had always been caring and could please everyone. He seemed to hate it when someone was mad at him. Even if it was something little he always tried to make everyone happy. I just never knew if he was completely happy himself. He sometimes seemed a bit sad. Like he needed a little something to his life.

"Where's Axel?" I asked Demyx gazing around.

"How come," the blonde asked taking sandwich out of his bag. He was always running late everywhere so he had made a habit of doing his breakfast the day before so he could just grab it along when rushing to school.

"I thought you were joined from the hip," I said teasingly earning a nudge to my side from the other's sharp elbow. Axel was a dumb redhead on the class next to ours who had been best friends with Demyx for ages. They were everywhere together.

"We are not joined from the hip!"

"Joke of the year," I said but now dodged the elbow aiming my side again.

And in no time the redhead came from the opposite direction. "Yo, Demyx, Riku!"

If I said Demyx was a weirdo then Axel didn't come far behind. I guess it's just the friendship. They resemble each other by the attitude, though Axel is laid back and cool and… I don't even know how to describe him. And I have never understood the weird tattoos under his eyes. Axel had upside down triangle under each eye.

"Axel!" Demyx exclaimed throwing his arms to the air. Axel did the same but not with the enthusiasm. Much more forced. I chuckled when Axel stopped in front of us.

"What's wrong with the second years today?" Axel asked folding his arms.

"How come?" I asked indifferently, though I already knew what was wrong with them.

"They're so fussy and loud and blocking the corridors. It's annoying," Axel said snorting and picked out a pack of cigarettes giving it to Demyx who hid it to his pocket quickly.

"There's two transfer students," Demyx said quickly. He too got a hold of the gossips fast because his mom was a real gossiper. I wouldn't be surprised if gossiping was her job.

Axel just nodded understanding. "So are we gonna just stand in the middle of the corridor and skip classes? Would be fine by me," he said shrugging.

"I've never skipped and I won't start now," I said with a bored tone. Demyx said nothing and just searched around his bag and pockets. "Dammit, I forgot my lighter," he cursed under his breath.

"You don't even smoke," Axel said frowning. The blonde just shoved out his tongue. "But I should have it if someone asks."

I just rolled my eyes. "I'm going to the class now. See you there."

"See ya."

I can't even remember how I got involved with those two. I have never been social in my life. I don't understand why Demyx, of all people came to talk to me on his first day on ninth grade when he was surrounded by everyone in our class. I've never asked about it because I'm quite grateful for him, though it must've been pity. But I don't care anymore. That pity got me two good friends.

I've always been quite popular at school and at my part-time job. I don't like it so I try to ignore it. But when I walk down the corridor feeling many people gazing at me I start to feel uneasy. I never knew why I was so popular and to that matter I had to turn to Kairi because she knows everything about everything. So when I asked her she first called me a moron and a blind idiot and then told me that I was good looking and smart and that's why I draw attention. I thought it was a stupid reason and I still think that because it really is. I think the inside is what matters… but it's unfair to say that when I'm eating a certain brunette up with my eyes.

School is great. I like school and studying. But it's not my whole life. It's just something I like to do. The same as some people like to collect stamps or to go jogging or something else. Kairi calls me a nutcase. I tell her to look at the mirror. She then tries to throw something at me. We have such a loving relationship.

But school's not the only thing I like. I like lots of stuff. And I also hate lots of stuff. Like all the other normal people. I am normal. But my mom thinks I'm not, though she says that she thinks I'm completely normal. She lies her eyes off. She always lies and always says that I'm normal. But how can she say that when she still drags me to the psychologist saying it's only good for me. I don't think it's good and I think she should find something else to do than snoop around my stuff whenever I'm not home. Mom thinks I'm sick in the head just because I like men too. Just because I like people for who they are and not for what they have between their legs. Dad thinks I'm normal but he never tries to stop my mom when she's dragging me to the shrink. I hate it.

But I like my life anyway. I do have a roof above my head and warm food to eat and a family even though I have something to say about it. But I guess there are people who have it worse than I do.

TBC...

A/N: Any questions? No? Good... but if something comes up then just review.