Caged Thoughts
Chapter One: Let's Take a Dip…
Summary:On one of the docks of Destiny Islands, a little accident occurs between two people. Will anything be revealed? Well, it is called Destiny Islands.
Pairing:You should be able to figure that out, it's sort of obvious.
Warning:This fanfic contains Shonen-ai; the rating is set this way just in case. I'm not sure if it's actually going to turn into R-rated material, yet.
Disclaimer:I don't own Kingdom Hearts, the makers do. To be specific, Squaresoft and Disney. My one wish is to have a Sora and Riku plushie, though. Ok, actually, let's be serious. I want many other things too(like the DVD box set of Gravitation, all of the Gravitation Manga, all of the DVDs of FMA, the DVD box set of Witch Hunter Robin, an outfit just like Sora's (Halloween town and normal), an outfit just like Riku's (Heartless, from Hollow Bastion, and normal) all of the different variations of Keyblades in real life, etc. etc. etc.)but that's not going to happen. Nor am I ever going to get that Sora or Riku plushie.
Note:
This is my first fanfic. If it scars you horribly, because of the poor writing skills and grammar, I apologize in advance. Sadly, I am too poor to pay for anyone's medical or counseling bills, so there's no point in suing me.
Also, 'Cady' is pronounced 'Kay-dee'.
Thoughts: 'Blah.'
Speech/talking: "Blah."
In the early morning, inside one of the many houses on Destiny Islands, a lone figure tossed under the sheets of the bed it lay upon.
"Nnng…"
Sora, with his face crammed into his pillow, was unable to sleep. Insomnia had long ago started to fill him; to say in the least, he was tired of it. Sitting up into a position with his legs crossed, the Keyblade master looked across his room to the clock on the table.
"4:27 Am…" He yawned and rubbed at his eyes sleepily. "I can't believe I'm still awake… I shouldn't have watched that movie so late at night…"
Blinking a few times, he swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood up slowly. His feet slipped into the blue slippers that were a few feet away, and he shuffled quietly through the door of his room.
Not wanting to wake up his mother, he closed her door, and headed downstairs.
At the age of 17, Sora was long ago able to understand there was a rare chance he would ever meet his father. Cady - Sora's father - met Violet - Sora's mother - while visiting the islands on a short trip he was taking to release some stress. Each of them soon realized they had feelings for each other, and Cady moved over and into a new house with his new love.
The two weren't yet married, but about a year and one month later, Violet learned she was pregnant. Not being able to take the news, the soon-to-be-father moved back into his original apartment away from Destiny Islands.
Violet was heartbroken, but she learned to cope. Cady sent her money every month to help, but the contact between them was soon broken, and Violet had to get a job at a local restaurant. As her son grew, she moved up in rank, and finally became owner and manager, of the 'Cerulean Sea' restaurant. The previous owner had retired, and trusted her to take care of the establishment he had worked so hard for.
Violet's son still felt guilty about the problems he had caused his mother, and helped her around the house whenever he felt the need to.
Sora chuckled as he walked into the kitchen located on the house's main floor, remembering some of the many predicaments he and his mother had both gotten in, and out of. Although she was alone with one child, she wasn't one to be depressed. He shook his head with a smile on his lips in amusement.
Reaching into the cupboard to the left of the sink, he pulled out a bag of cookies. The 17 year old took some out of the bag and jammed a few into the pockets of his pants, and decided to take a walk.
"I can't get back to sleep anyways…" He yawned again, while slipping on a light blue hoody. He jotted down a quick note to his mother, and stepped out into the cold morning air.
Riku awoke with a start. He stared with wide eyes at the wall in front of him, his hands clutching the sheets pooled around his waist.
"I had that same damn dream again…" he muttered.
Collapsing back onto his pillow with a deep sigh, he laid staring at the ceiling for what seemed like the thousandth night, thinking.
"I need to clear my head."
The 19 year old dragged himself out of bed, and made his way to the front of the house. Living alone certainly had its perks, like the solitude, but right now Riku wasn't making much of an effort to keep quiet. He bumped into a chair while stumbling towards the door, and cursed under his breath.
Looking up at a clock on the wall, he mumbled, "4:56AM… it's too damn early."
Finding some of his usual attire lying on the table, he remembered to change. If, that is, you consider slipping on clothing he had already worn the day before over the boxers he had slept in, changing. He also slipped on a pair of shoes and a warm jacket. Slamming the door on his way out, he scared a nearby seagull from its roost.
Riku was not a morning person.
The silver-haired teenager started walking, with no intent of heading anywhere in particular. He crossed his arms in thought, and continued on his trek.
'Maybe I'm just stressing with suppressing these… emotions,' he walked on a few meters more before finishing his thought, 'this must be the way I'm dealing with it mentally.'
He blinked and was brought out of his daydreaming as he noticed the presence of another. He wrinkled his face in confusion, spotting the mop of cinnamon hair sitting at the end of the dock, but his face softened when he took notice of the sunrise seemingly painted into the picture before him. Riku made his way across the wooden planks, and looked down at the person who had not yet noticed him.
"Sora?" he called out softly.
Sora came out of his reverie quite quickly. So quickly, in fact, that it scared the both of them. Sora just had to turn his head, and…
"Wha… OH MY GOD!"
Riku jumped back in surprise, and Sora put a hand to his chest. Luckily, neither of them fell into the surf, but Sora had to steady himself with a hand. Sora just continued to stare up at his friend, stunned. Who of which, had just burst out laughing.
Riku plunked down next to the Keyblade master, who was still breathing raggedly.
"You should have seen your face! It was hilarious!" he continued to laugh, and swung his legs back and forth over the side of the dock.
Finally having regained his composure, Sora replied, "Don't do that! You scared the… uh… bejeebers out of me!"
The silver-haired ball of humor, namely Riku, stopped laughing. He looked at his companion awkwardly, tilting his head to the side.
"'Bejeebers'? Only you would use a word like that," he chuckled deeply, "anyways… what are you doing out here? It's early for me, and if it's early for me, it's way too early for you to be awake."
Sora attempted to glare, which came out as more of a frustrated pout. He had to work on that.
The taller of the two leaned over and ruffled the mane of hair in front of him.
"Calm down, I was only having fun with ya." Pausing, he scrunched up his face. "Oh, now look what you've done. I'm starting to sound like Wakka!"
At that, Sora started giggling softly. God, he was starting to sound and look like a giddy schoolgirl.
"Ah. Well, I'm here because I just couldn't sleep. And what about you? Like you said, isn't this early for you, too?" Sora questioned.
"Unlike you," Riku poked Sora in the cheek, but continued, "I can cope with losing a little sleep, Mr. 'If I don't get at least 20 hours of sleep a day, I'll die.'"
Sora shoved his provoker's hand away and rolled his eyes.
"Whatever…" Reaching into his pockets, he asked, "Want a cookie?"
Suspicious, Riku raised a brow.
"How long have those been in there?"
Sora sighed in exasperation. "I just put them in my pants this morning, as a snack. Mom made them yesterday." He held one in front of Riku's face, and pried, "You never answered my question."
Riku snatched up the cookie and bit into it, mumbling, "In your pants? I thought you were more polite, or at least prideful, than to do something like that."
"You know what I meant!" Sora replied, red with impatience and embarrassment. "Besides, why did you eat it if you had thought it had been… there?"
The older of the two sent the other a look that plainly had the message 'are you that stupid?' written across it.
"I'm hungry!" he exclaimed. Crossing his arms, he still held half of what Sora had given him in his mouth.. "You may have eaten, but I didn't."
Riku looked over to Sora, who had gained a sheepish look.
"Don't tell me…" he gasped, "the food-inhaling machine has stopped working? Never mind me! Eat! You'll starve!"
Riku reached inside Sora's pockets, and Sora yelped, as he had to pull him closer to get what he was looking for. He continued to be excavated by Riku, until the digging hand retreated in its attack.
Glad it was over, Sora went to speak - "What were you- MmFF!" - but had a cookie abruptly jammed into his mouth.
"There!" announced Riku. "Now you won't die of starvation, and it was all thanks to me!" He mockingly fluttered his eyelashes. "Aren't you going to give me your many words of thanks? Praise me for saving you? Smother me in compliments?"
The shorter of the two swallowed, and grinned impishly.
"Oh, I'll smother you in something all right…" Sora trailed off and shifted his body weight onto his hindquarters, crouching.
"YAHHH!"
He leaped in an attempt to tackle the older one, but Riku gracefully and swiftly dodged, jumping to the side.
"You've got to be faster than that, maybe you shou-"
SPLOOSH!
Riku was afraid to turn around.
What had made that noise? Then he remembered… he and Sora had been on a dock. Docks, sometimes, weren't all that wide. So, when Sora had jumped at him…
"RIKU! I am SO going to kill you!"
For one of those rare moments, Riku was afraid. Very afraid.