Feminine Boys are Deceitful

By Cookee

Disclaimer: Neither me or Monkey own Kingdom Hearts. Shame, really...

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Meet Sora Strife, son of Cloud Strife. He's the third generation gang boss of Radiant Garden Boys' School. That's right, this insanely cute, extremely adorable and all things happy teenager is... a delinquent. I'll say this now. Sora Strife is indeed a problem child. This is because of a long line of tyranny caused by his father and his father's father. No student dares to challenge a Strife. No one except the boss of Twilight High.

This somewhat cocky, egoistic gentleman is Riku. He's currently the boss of said school. He's known for his icy composure on the battlefield and piercing eyes when angered. Like a Strife in Radiant Garden, no one opposes him. The previous boss, Squall was the strongest fighter, but when against Riku, he could not even last five minutes. Yup, that's just how awesome he was.

These two schools have been rivals long before either of them took the position as leader, but have been forced into a rivalry before meeting one another. Those below them hate the other school with such a passion that they have no choice other than to hate the other boss. This has gone on for a good year before a certain string of events triggered a change of heart among the leaders.

It all started one fateful morning when Sora was heading for school...

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"Hey Roxas, why didn't you become the leader?" Sora pouted, a frown springing upon his lips as he crossed his arms across his school bag. His bright blue eyes met an identical pair. Not only were their eyes similar, but their facial structure entirely. The only difference really, was the hairstyle in which they had gone separate ways. Sora's hairstyle was a mass of brown hair that looked as if it had been rubbed with a balloon for a good hour to get it to spike out in all directions the way it did. The other boy had a more structured hairstyle with the blond spikes coming up in a fohawk.

"...Because you were born two minutes before me." Roxas replied with slight annoyance. "Why are you bringing this up now? You've been the boss for a year now so what's the problem?" The blond stared at his brother with dull eyes, expecting an answer just as annoying as the question.

"Well there's not really a problem, but it's kind of weird to have people be afraid of you just because you're walking down the street," Sora replied rather shyly. As if to prove his point a student that was about to walk in front of them froze on the spot and ran in the opposite direction screaming bloody murder as he did so. "See what I mean?" Sora cried out as his pout turned into a loud whine. "How can they be afraid of me?!"

"Yeah, I wonder how anyone could be afraid of that face..." Roxas muttered as he stole a glance at the more innocent of the two. He really wondered sometimes how this face was frightening. Seriously, look at it. There's no masculinity on Sora's face at all! His eyes are big and blue and his expression is always one of happy stupidity. Not to mention that he always had a craving for sweets! This is not the face of a fearsome gang leader. This is the face of the spoiled brat that Roxas called his brother. Ah, correction: his older brother.

"Huh? What?" Sora asked as he turned to face Roxas, a big smile already appearing on his face.

"I didn't say anything." Roxas said quickly, speeding up the pace.

"Wait for me!" Sora exclaimed as he tried to catch up. Before he could make it to Roxas's side, he slammed into the other boy's small back. "Roxas! Oww... What's up?" The brunette complained as he rubbed his forehead lightly where they had impacted. When he received no answer, he peered over Roxas's shoulder curiously. Sora paled at the sight.

Punch after punch, the group of boys continued on. With each landing blow, a sudden thud would sound in the area. The only thing identifiable in the bloody mess was the different style in uniform. One was clearly recognized as Radiant Garden's. The other was...

Roxas scowled as he caught sight of the other uniform's emblem. "They're Twilight High's boys." The blond growled angrily as he ran into the fight, throwing a Twilight High student to the ground and helping one of his own. All of a sudden, the seemingly composed blond went all out in trying to beat up every Twilight boy he could find, gaining the upper hand for his school.

"R-Roxas!" Sora wanted to get his brother out of there, but he didn't dare. He couldn't. He was... He'd never say it out loud but, he was afraid. Sora didn't move from his position, a clear foot away from the fight. The hand that was supposed to reach out to his brother and help him trembled, and he couldn't stop. He didn't understand it. He didn't want to understand it. "I... I'm sorry..." Sora whispered as he let his hand drop to his side and let his head droop down in a depression that only he could know.

Before any of them new it, they were all running. It was a reflex reaction after being this kind of person for so long. They just knew they had to run. Run away from the sirens and whistling of the authorities because if they were caught, a blow to the pride would be taken for weakness.

Sora made a sudden turn to the nearest alley, hiding behind the building and waited for the cop to run past him. Once he did, Sora dashed out and ran in the opposite direction, back to where he had originally been, but luck was not with him this time. He crashed face first into a big, ugly man wearing the same uniform as the one that he had successfully evaded.

The young brunette turned on his heel for a quick getaway, but the cop was faster. He grabbed Sora's arm to keep him from escaping, and with an evil cackle, he told the boy, "I finally caught you, you damn Strife!!"

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Sora sat patiently under the watchful eyes of his father. He could see the disappointment in them. He didn't even have to look at his father's face to know just how much grief he had caused him. Cloud wasn't angry because Sora was caught by the police. Oh no, he was angry because the only other school that was available in their area was Twilight High. How could a Strife attend Twilight High?! It was unheard of!!

Cloud sighed long and deeply, making one wonder if this was really something to be so depressed about. "Sora, look..."

"Dad, please don't, 'Sora, look, I'm not angry at you; just disappointed,' me. I've heard it so many times, that I know that there's no difference between 'angry' and 'disappointed' when it comes to you." Sora snapped back at his father. "Please spare me the guilt of having you frown at me as well. I get it enough when I saw the looks of my old classmates. Just save it, Dad. I don't need it." Without another word, Sora up and left the older man in the living room only to mumble to himself.

"Sora... back talked me." Cloud repeated the sentence until it dawned him completely. "Sora... back talked me. OH HAPPY DAY!!!! Sora finally talked back to his father. Oh God, I'm so happy I could just... ROXAS!!! GET YOUR BROTHER!! WE'RE GOING TO CELEBRATE TONIGHT!!!"

"Shut up, Dad." Roxas said as he walked into the living room with a glass of soda in his hand. "You're going to bother the neighbors." After giving his dad a good look of sheer annoyance, he proceeded to pass through and head for his room upstairs.

"Ah... My boys are growing up so fast..." Cloud wiped a fake tear away from his eyes as he took a seat on the leather sofa. He was satisfied this day. His Sora finally talked back to him and Roxas was coming up just like he was when he was young. (a/n: kinda makes you wonder what went wrong...) He couldn't ask for anything more.

Music was playing faintly in the background as Sora laid back on his computer chair with an unsatisfied frown. There must be something wrong with him. There must be. Why else would he not feel any guilt about the whole situation?

"What a great leader I am..." Sora mumbled as he leaned forward to examine the brightly lit computer screen. "I'm way too happy to be leaving that school than I should be." He sighed softly before exploring the school website for Twilight High.

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"Now I have to carry your burden," Roxas said as he stared his brother down, an ominous aura about him. "I still go to Radiant Garden, mind you."

"Sorry, Roxas." Sora apologized as he bowed his head as low as he could in front of his dear brother. "I'll make it up to you somehow." He peeked up at Roxas for a response, but instead felt a cold chill down his spine. "I know you're angry, but I can't do anything about it anymore. I'll beg on my knees if I have to, so come on! Forgive me already!!"

Roxas paused for a while. He let out a big breath and raked his hand through his hair as he looked down at Sora. "Don't worry about it. I'm not as stupid as you. I'll be able to fix our reputation so get going already before I really decide to kick your ass." He nearly hissed at Sora when the brunette gave him a big hug, suffocating him for a brief moment. "I'm serious!! Get lost!!"

"Thanks, Roxas! I owe you big time!" Sora called as he began to run in the direction of Twilight High.

"Idiot..." The blond murmured before letting himself wear a small smile. He shook his head and went the opposite direction of Sora, heading for the school that was his for the taking. The rule of Sora was over. It's was Roxas's turn and he was surely not as kind as Sora was. Changes were going to be made... Lots of them. Roxas's smile turned into an all out grin, but the reason behind it was a sure terror for the boys of Radiant Garden. No one would be able to escape him. "No one..."

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Riku sat casually at his chair as he ignored the continuous stares of the girls in the classroom. They had done it for so long that he'd already become immune to the stare of a girl. Whether they stared at him for admiration, love or fear, he didn't know. He didn't care. If they didn't interest him, they were just useless bags of human flesh taking up space, just like every other student in this rich kid school. The only person he ever respected was Leon, but he already graduated, leaving no one to challenge Riku.

What he wouldn't give for a little more fun. He was in high school, but nothing's come of it. Whatever happened to that 'high school drama' he heard so much about when he was younger? Or maybe that was only the gossip among those raving schoolgirls that made up something whenever a pretty boy looked at her.

The silver-haired boy looked out the window to find something he never expected to see. Well, more like what he couldn't see. All the male students were gathered around the glass window, each one trying to get enough space to watch below them, causing such a ruckus that it was a miracle that the window didn't break. Riku stood up curiously and walked over to them with ease.

"What's going on?" Riku questioned as he stepped into an area that they had cleared out for him.

"We heard that the boss of Radiant Garden is transferring here." One of the boys said as he turned to Riku and explained it like a report. "He got caught by the police and was kicked out of Radiant Garden. The nerve! How can a Strife enter Twilight High?!"

"Do you know who it is?" The unphased leader asked, with slight interest.

The boy nodded with confidence. "No doubt about it. It's that guy with the brown spiky hair that everyone's avoiding." He pointed an accusing finger at the glass and sure enough, there was Sora walking through the school with little confidence. And he thought being in his own school was hell...

'What a detailed description. Then again, I shouldn't have bothered to ask.' Riku thought, shifting his eyes to the small boy below him. He narrowed his eyes almost like a beast ready for its next prey. This was what they were all afraid of? That little thing? What a joke...! Riku scoffed as he walked away from the window casually and made his way to the door.

"Riku-sama? Where are you going?" The same boy asked as he gave the silver-haired devil a questioning look.

"To greet our new classmate of course." Riku smirked as he left the gossiping class behind and down the corridors of Twilight High.

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"And here I was thinking that I'd be treated like a normal student..." Sora mumbled to himself as he made his way to the office to retrieve his schedule. He entered the air conditioned office with a shiver and was immediately aware of the sudden change of atmosphere. The entire staff stopped what they were doing to give him a long, antagonizing stare. Sora's eyes shifted from here to there before he finally managed to approach the desk. "My name is-."

"Sora Strife. I know." The lady at the desk handed him a piece of paper with a more than displeased look on her face. "You should watch your back. We don't take too kindly with Radiant Garden kids. Not even rejects."

"I-I see. Thanks for the advice." Sora smiled at the lady before bowing and leaving her behind. He let the door close swiftly behind him and leaned against the nearest wall. Could this get any worse? The students in Radiant Garden hate him. The students here hate him. Now even the teachers hate him. What did he ever do to get this kind of treatment?!

Sora turned to face the wall. Suddenly it also seemed like an enemy. He didn't have what it takes to hurt a person so...

"A wall's the next best thing!" He uttered before giving the innocent wall a good, hard kick. It only took a second later for Sora to be reminded why he hated fighting. A pain surged through his leg and through the rest of his body. He groaned as he rubbed his foot through his shoe. "Owww!!! Man, this sucks! Everyone hates me and now I'm in pain! What else is gonna happen?! The devil's going to come and steal my soul?! MY INNOCENT SOUL THAT HAS NEVER SEEN BLOOD?!?!!?"

Sora wailed the way he always did when things didn't go his way. This scene would remind anyone of a 5-year old boy that had just lost his lollipop. Most people would find this strange for a boy 10 years older than a 5-year old, but then again, this was Sora. The Sora that could make even boys blush with his cuteness. For Sora, looking like a 5-year old was nothing he couldn't handle.

"Why are you so loud?" A rather irritated voice asked.

A shadow loomed over Sora's crouched and crying figure. He paled before he could even dare to look up at the person in question. Out of fear of his words coming true, Sora began to plead for dear mercy with all his might. "I didn't do anything bad, Satan-sama sir! I'm serious!! I'm a victim! A victim!!! You wouldn't take the soul of a cute bishie like me, would you?! I'M TOO CUTE TO DIIIIEEEEE!!!!!"

"'Too cute to die,' eh?" An amused Riku questioned. He had his hands in his pockets and he looked like anything but the devil at that moment. For a moment, the fearsome Riku seemed normal.

"...Did the devil always look attractive?" Sora asked aloud as he stared at Riku in bewilderment. "It's no wonder so many people fall to hell then..." He had stopped his useless begging and instead began to marvel at the astounding person before him.

The corners of Riku's mouth began to twitch and before he could prevent himself from doing so, a laugh escaped his cold lips. "You... do you realize that you just said that out loud???" He gave an amused smirk at the smaller boy as embarrassment began to show itself on his reddening face.

"S-Sorry..." Sora averted his gaze to the ground. The only skin that Riku could see anymore was the pinkish color of Sora's ears. He let out a small laugh once more, causing Sora to peer up at him. "So I take it that... you're not the devil." He waited for the taller boy to respond, hoping that this time he was correct with his assumption.

"Some think of me like that, so you're not entirely wrong." Riku still wore an amused expression as the boy suddenly had a look of fear struck into him. "Don't worry about me though. Just as long as you don't bother me, I have no quarrels with you."

Sora let out a relieved sigh. He got up and grinned at Riku, his eyes sparkling as he did so. He held out his hand and exclaimed in his ecstatic, yet chibi voice, "Hi! I'm Sora! Nice to meet you!" He waited for the other boy to shake it, and when he didn't, Sora stretched forward to get a better look at Riku's face, searching for some sign of displeasure. "Something wrong...?"

"No, nothing." Riku looked away from Sora, almost in guilt. He turned once more, only this time a cold gaze replaced the once human features on his face. "Not everyone in this school will be kind to you, do you understand that? Because of your former status many of the students, teachers as well, will hate you just for your existence. You can't trust anyone in this school."

"Hm... but I can trust you right?" The brunette asked happily as he stepped closer to Riku in a motion that most would consider girly. He had his hands interlaced together at his back and he leaned forward with an adorable smile gracing his childish features.

"...Don't count on it." Riku began to walk away, leaving Sora clueless and cute. The Twilight High Devil roamed the courtyard without any real objective, pondering about what he should do about this new discovery. Sora was not gang material at all, let alone gang boss. That innocent little kid shouldn't have had anything to do with this in the first place. Should he help the kid out and get the others to accept him, ruining his cold front that all the others see? Or should he leave him be, paying no mind to what happens?

For some reason, Riku couldn't do that. He was no fighter for justice, that was for sure, but something about messing with Sora made the whole thing seem wrong. Who could hit that face anyway? Even if his entire rep rested on him defeating Sora, he honestly didn't think he could do it. It'd be like hitting a girl pretty much. Riku snickered. He wondered what Sora would do if he heard him say that. Probably pout and cry again, right?

Riku allowed himself a small smile that diverted elsewhere rather than the open area where many of his followers walked about. He closed his eyes as a small breeze lifted his hair around. He had come to a decision. No one can disobey him here, so no matter what he says, they will follow. Even if it breaks their pride...

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Was this that melodramatic thing called destiny or was this just some crazy amount of bad luck? Here he was. No, more like here it was. That bundle of joy and sunshine that he had come across this morning was waving happily to him from the front of the classroom without a sign showing that he noticed any of the other student's dumbfounded stares.

Even Riku who was normally the one that stood out among the rest, wore the same blank expression as Sora grinned and waved like he had just entered a new kindergarten class. Riku's jaw was slightly ajar, but not enough for anyone to really take note of it. He was the first of the students to look away from Sora, and feigned a look of irritation. Inside though, he was laughing beyond belief. This kid really had no sense of danger, did he? He could easily smile and wave at his long rivaled enemy in front of a class of Twilight students without care. He really was something...

The teacher cleared his throat before telling Sora to take the seat in front of Riku. No one dared to sit in front of Riku. I mean, would you want to sit in front of the school's most dangerous person? Having your back to this unstoppable fighting machine that could break your neck at any moment... That thought alone sent chills up and down their spine to no end.

"Hi!" Sora grinned as he sat enthusiastically in front of Riku. "Y'know, I never got your name." He stared at Riku with wide, innocent eyes expecting a normal answer like, "Hi! My name's Xehanort," or something like that. Though I don't know how Xehanort is a normal name.

Riku let a grim smile creep upon his lips, a smile that made the other students shiver even without having to look at him. "My name's Riku. Nice to meet you," Riku responded sweetly as he held out his hand, mocking Sora from earlier.

"Hi, Riku!" Sora was about to take the other boy's hand happily before realizing the truth behind the name. "Riku... You said Riku...?" He continued to wear a smile, but it was not a smile of sheer joy. It was of fearful hope, of unbelieving words.

"Yes, that's right. Riku. My name is Riku." He leaned forward to meet Sora's eyes at the same level. "I don't think I have to say anymore than that for you to understand my position in this school, am I right?"

The brunette let out a small, nervous laugh. "Uhm... no, not really. I know." He took his hand back and faced the front of the room, a new air of uncertainty floating in the air.

Riku frowned. A normal reaction. Looks like Sora wasn't as interesting as he thought... He sighed in disappointment before resting his head on his left hand and taking his pencil into his right. Five minutes into the lecture and the student in front of him was already drifting off to sleep. How he could tell? Well first of all, who mumbles things about cotton candy and chocolate fountains while learning about calculus?

Like the good student he was, Riku continued to write his notes, but because of something tugging at the back of his head, wrote two sets. One for him and the other for... His eyes lifted themselves from the lined paper and onto the all but passed out brunette sleeping peacefully in front of him. He shook his head. Not meant to be a delinquent, but lived like one. A bit ironic, don't you think?

As the class came to an end, and the lunch bell sounded, Riku flicked the back of Sora's neck with his pencil, causing him to shoot up in his seat and began reciting that lesson's topics as if he had learned it beforehand. Riku stared at the peculiar boy in wonder. Was he really asleep that whole time or was he just faking it?

"And here I thought you were sleeping." Riku said with slight amusement.

"Ah? Were you the one who woke me up?" Sora asked with curiosity. "I was sleeping, it's just that I end up hearing what the teacher's saying so like... it haunts me while I sleep." He shivered in fear at the thought of the numbers and complex formulas circling him in his head, repeating math rules over and over again like some kind of chant for a dark cult thing trying to bring back the wicked dead.

"I thought you were dreaming about sweets..." The silver-haired boy commented.

"Ah, but that was before things got complicated. Wait... how did you know?!" Sora backed away from Riku in horrified shock. "Can you... see into my dreams?! Are you psychic?!!?"

"It's not that complicated." Riku shook his head and handed Sora a set of papers. "You talk in your sleep."

Sora took the papers without much protest. He took a good look at it and saw a resemblance of what he had dreamed about on the paper. "These are notes... Are these your notes?" Sora asked with realization as he looked up to face Riku, but he was gone. He frowned, but just as quickly as the frown had come, it disappeared and was instantly replaced by his trademark smile. He scanned the notes and thanked Riku mentally.

After that, Sora had no chance to talk to Riku properly. He hadn't shown up for lunch and came back right when the teacher entered. Being Sora, he instantly fell asleep at the start of the lesson and was awoken yet again by Riku who gave him yet another set of notes. This time, before he could disappear, Sora grabbed his hand and smiled at him.

"Thanks," he said sincerely. "You didn't have to this, so I really want to thank you properly."

Riku stared at him. "Whatever. It's just because I don't want our school to lose face because of one failing ex-Radiant Garden reject."

Sora grinned, ignoring the comment entirely. "Still, thank you."

"Don't worry about it."

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"Ne, ne, Riku-kun, where do you go for lunch?" Sora questioned as Riku was about to leave yet again to who knows where.

"...What did you just call me?"

"Riku-kun?" The innocent one tilted his head to the side cluelessly as if there was nothing wrong with being comfortable with his former rival. "What's wrong with Riku-kun? Or should I call you...Rikuhiru! Riku-duck!" Sora giggled childishly at the new nickname he had made for him. By combing the Japanese word for duck, ahiru, and Riku's name... came.. Rikuhiru.

"Riku-kun is fine." Riku immediately responded, fearing the name "Rikuhiru."

"Naww! I'll call you Rikuhiru because it's cuter."

Riku's eyes twitched slightly. He leaned down toward the brunette and glared at him with his coldest stare. "I. Am. Not. Cute. By. Any. Means." He let his eyes linger on Sora's infinite blue eyes before letting them twitch again by the other boy's giggle.

Sora patted Riku's head and replied with, "Of course you're not, Rikuhiru-kun. Of course not."

Rikuhiru- er... Riku grabbed Sora's hand tightly. "Aren't you afraid of me?" He eyed Sora intensely. He had only known him for a day and yet the boy was already being comfortable with him. It seemed strange, unless he had other intentions. Then again, looking at this incredibly innocent face made him think otherwise. There was no way this simpleton had any ulterior motives with getting close to him.

"Nope!" Sora replied almost immediately. "Hey, hey, instead of disappearing somewhere, wanna share my lunch today? My brother made me too much again." He pulled out a rather large bento box for a small boy like him and took off the lid. In it was the cutest arrangement of vegetables and rice Riku had ever seen. It was the kind of obento box that lovey-dovey schoolgirls made for their boyfriends and that... frightened him.

"What... is that?" Riku questioned in utter disbelief. If Sora's smile didn't blind him, this would. Everything about this boy just made a guy want to stop being a cold, insensitive fighter and hug some teddy bear at the local grocery store! Thank heavens though that Riku was not just anybody. If he was, he'd have already tried to molest the boy in front of him. Oh... no... Riku did not just think that... right?

"It's lunch," came the simple reply. "I know it looks cute, but I haven't had lunch like this in so looong! Roxas wouldn't make my lunch like this anymore since I became the boss, but he agreed to do it again because I'm here. Although he did say not to show anyone..."

"Roxas? Isn't he the new Strife-in-charge?" Riku asked with slight interest.

Sora nodded. "Yup! He's a good cook. Even though we're twins, he was always the more capable one. In more ways than one, you kind of remind me of him."

Riku stared at Sora. Twin? Cute lunchbox? Similar to himself? What... kind of brother... of Sora's... is that...? "I see..." Riku murmured as he continued to stare at the lunchbox. He was handed a pair of chopsticks, and out of sheer wonder tasted the cuteness. "Your brother's not bad."

"Yeah I know!" The brunette exclaimed proudly as if he himself was complimented. "He's been cooking for all of us ever since Mom died a while back. Dad's cooking sucks and we felt like throwing up everytime he cooked so Roxas took it on himself to learn the art. He's awesome, ain't he?" Sora raised his head up high in confidence as he continued to munch on a piece of meat.

"Hey, Sora..." Riku paused for a moment to gaze at Sora. "Why aren't you afraid of me?"

"Why you ask? Hm... because you're Rikuhiru-kun."

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It had been a week now. Under Riku's orders everyone treated Sora like one of their own, much to their discomfort and protest, but no one wanted to go against Riku. It seemed as if Riku had taken a liking to Sora, and Riku taking a liking to anything other than fighting and school was a miracle in itself. No one complained, but it was not only because of Riku's words they had complied.

When they had finally came face to face with Sora, they immediately submitted to him, unable to say anything hurtful to his face. They treated him like a princess, more so than any of the other girls. The scary truth of it all was that with Sora there, the number of gays in the school rose from three students to a good twenty-seven count. It pissed Riku off like no other when Sora received a love letter from a male student. If it were a female student, he could at least submit to them, but male? Oh come on...

"Get rid of that, Sora." Riku said in distaste as Sora read another love letter from some student he had never met before. "It probably says the same things right? 'Your smile is so adorable, that I can't help but smile myself. I have this feeling of wanting to protect you, unlike most girls. I want you to be by my side forever so please, let me confess to you properly at such and such place at such and such time.'"

"Wow, Rikuhiru-kun, how'd you know?" Sora asked as he read a line that was pretty much exactly the same as what had just been said. "You lied to me didn't you!!"

Riku's heart skipped a beat. Did he figure it out? Did this idiot finally realize that he cared for him more than a friend? How? Someone must've told him... yes... that's it, but other than himself, who knew? No one! Unless... was it obvious? Was his affections for Sora obvious?

"You really are a pyschic aren't you?!" Sora pointed an accusing finger at Riku, who carelessly slapped it away.

"You really are an idiot." Riku commented as he headed for the classroom. "Don't bother with that person and let's go home."

"But that'd be rude! I should at least go meet him!" The shorter boy grabbed the back of Riku's collar and pleaded with him. "Wait for me, won't you? You know it freaks me out to walk home alone." The pout on his face was the key to getting Riku to agree, but it was hard to accompish this feat when he wasn't even looking. Sora pulled Riku to get him to turn around, but he pulled in the wrong direction, sending both he and Riku to the ground with a loud thud of their backs against the cold floor.

Both boys groaned at the pain as they tried to pull themselves off the ground. "Geez, Sora, what was that?" Riku complained as he rubbed the back of his head.

Sora leaned against the lockers and gave Riku an apologetic look. "Sorry about that. I just wanted to turn you around." He let out a nervous laugh as he faced the wrath of Riku's glare, which didn't normally phase him. "Anyway... will you wait for me?"

The silver-haired tyrant glanced at Sora, noticing the proximity of the distance between them. "You... what would it take for you to fall in love with someone?"

"Huh? I dunno. It definitely has to have that feeling of having your heart beat really fast!!" Sora explained as if he were some schoolgirl dreaming about Prince Charming on his white horse and all that stuff they have in fairy tales. "And... they have to like me earnestly! It can't be one of those teenage hormone based actions. That's the worst kind of love!"

Riku snickered at Sora's ideal. "You're really like a girl you know that?"

The brunette gasped in feigned hurt. "I am not!"

The other boy leaned closer toward Sora, their faces merely centimeters apart. "Yeah, you are."

"What makes me like a girl?" He pouted, crossing his arms as he did so.

"Your face after I do this..." Riku closed in between them, taking advantage of the confusion in the boy's state of mind. The two stayed like that for a while, neither one pulling away. Neither boy wanted to leave at that moment, not even Sora who had just been taken advantage of. It was Riku in front of him now, so it didn't matter. Deep in both their hearts, they wanted this to happen, Riku's impulse just came earlier than Sora's as would have been the case anyway.

Riku pulled away at the sound of footsteps, his face reddening with crimson as blood rushed to his normally pale face.

"I guess you're right," Sora, who was even redder than he, muttered. "I am like a girl..."

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"You're still going to go?!" Riku complained as he followed Sora to the meeting place that was set in the love letter. Truth be told, he understood why Sora still wanted to go, but still... did he really have to go?? I mean come on, they just kissed for crying out loud and now here he was accompanying his boyfriend to meet another guy!

"I told you that it'd be rude to just leave him alone," Sora pouted, not faltering in his side of the argument.

"Fine, but you better not fall for him, understand?" Riku draped his arms around Sora's shoulders casually, as if telling him that he belonged to only him.

The other boy looked up at him. "Is there anyone in this whole school that could beat you at anything?"

Riku hesitated, thinking about it seriously. "No, I honestly don't think so."

"Then you have nothing to worry about." Sora laughed as he saw the confused face on Riku, which was a new look for him. "I'm not saying I like you because you're the best at everything. I like you because you're you and that's all there is to it, ok?"

The one formerly known as Twilight High's Devil smiled widely. "That's such a Sora-like answer."

"Yes, yes, make fun of me. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a boyfriend candidate waiting for me." Sora teased as he escaped the grasp of Riku's arms.

"What do you mean candidate?! I'm the only one, you hear me!!" Riku yelled at Sora as he disappeared behind a corner. "Heh... telling me to wait here while he goes off to see another guy... and then calls him a candidate. He's got some nerve..."

Before Riku could think anymore, the door that Sora had previously gone through burst open revealing a frightened brunette. His eyes narrowed as the brunette neared him, a look of real fear shown in his eyes. Sora rammed into Riku, nearly knocking the two of them over yet again, but this was not a sentimental moment. The reason why Sora had run away was clear.

"A set up," Riku hissed. Not too far from them was a group of Twilight High students, all armed and furious. They were the few that refused to listen to Riku, even before Sora came. "What do you want with Sora?" He eyed them all, none of them looked strong enough to beat him, but with Sora around, he could get hurt and that was something Riku wasn't going to risk.

"We wanted revenge on him. It doesn't matter if he's an ex-Radiant Garden. He's still a Strife!!" One of the students screamed. This one was probably the one leading the rebellious group. "He doesn't belong here! So stop trying to protect him!"

"The question is why you're even protecting him!" A female student chimed in, glaring intensely at Riku. "He's not one of us! He should get lost!"

Riku could feel Sora tremble against his chest. Even though his arms and hands were locked around his body tightly, he could feel the smaller boy shaking in his arms. If the wet feeling in his shirt didn't prove that Sora was crying, then he didn't know what did.

"You... made him cry." Riku stated, brushing the brunette's hair with his hands. In hopes of comforting him, the taller boy held him closer, getting mixed expressions from the group before them. "I can't forgive that." Slowly, Riku pulled Sora's arms away from him and set the boy behind him. "I'll make sure all of you cry until your tears turn to blood before I'm through."

The entire group took a step back, finally realizing that hey had angered the one they had all feared. There was a reason why he was called the Devil. It was rare to get Riku angry, so he was rather lenient when fighting. When he was angry though, no one could stop him. It was said that there would be a flame in his eyes that could burn a person from just gazing at his eyes. And when his punches impacted, the pain was so unbearable that even a big man couldn't withstand it.

"The... The kid. His weakness is the kid!!" Their leader exclaimed in his fear. He didn't know how right that was, but like Hell Riku was going to let them anywhere near his Sora.

"Don't waste your breath." Riku murmured, unleashing a flurry of attacks.

Not too long into the fight had a frightend, "R-Riku!!" attracted the Devil's attention. Riku stopped what he was doing, only to be attacked from behind. He glanced behind him to find Sora in the arms of the very student that had sent the letter. He held Sora back, a knife in his hand giving Riku the idea that if he continued to fight, Sora was done for.

"Don't hurt him..." Riku trailed off, hating the way he sounded.

"Heh, overconfident bastard!" The leader beat down on Riku the way Riku had previously beaten down on him: mercilessly. "This'll teach you to think too highly of yourself! You really make me sick you know that? You're disgusting!!" With one final blow, he sent Riku into the ground face first.

"Riku!!" Sora cried out, tears flowing from his eyes.

The leader turned back to Sora. "You're what Twilight High was afraid of? Oh please... That's ridiculous. You're weak and pathetic and now you've caused the fall of Riku. Without you, he probably could have beaten us all up with in a minute. Then again.. without you, he wouldn't be here in the first place."

He didn't want to hear it. Any of it. He didn't want to admit it, but it was true. If he wasn't so weak, if he was more like Roxas, he wouldn't be in this position. If only he didn't care about others, if he just fought based on emotions. If only, if only...

"If only..." Sora began, a dark shadow overcasting his face. "If only you had let us go, none of you will be going home with bruises. That's only if you manage to get up." He glared at the leader, hardly making a threat with his child-like face.

They laughed, all of them, every single one at his would be threat. None of them believed that this wimp could beat them up. They knew that he couldn't do anything because he was weak. They weren't afraid of him, but that was only because they didn't know him. Sora was a Strife. His place as leader was respected because he was a Strife. Being a Strife meant power, but power isn't inherited, it's gained. Sora had power that only those in Radiant Garden and his family had known.

"Until now, I refused to fight, but do you want to know why?" Sora didn't wait for their answer. "I didn't like to send people to the hospital and face the charges." In a swift movement, Sora flipped his captor onto the ground with ease. He then turned his attention for the rest of the group, a new look in his eye. It was a look that definitely suited a Strife... a Devil of another kind.

These people were just unfortunate enough to mess with this kind of devil.

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"Riku? Wake up, Riku." Sora urged as he lifted the boy from the ground.

"So...-ra?" Riku questioned as he came to. "Are you hurt?" He shook his head and pointed at the people on the floor. "What happened to them?" Riku asked in wonder, unsure of what happened while he was unconscious.

"They uhm... tripped and fell." He gave Riku a big grin and a small laugh.

"....Am I supposed to believe that?"

"Uhhh... yes...?"

"And if I don't?"

"Then I'll have to say that I'm a Strife."

"I see."

"So wanna go home?" Sora asked hopefully, his smile as radiant as ever.

"First tell me something." Riku looked up at Sora with narrow eyes.

"What's that?"

"You at least made them cry right?"

"...Until their tears turned to blood."

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Cookee: Yes, yes, I know. This plot makes it seem like it should have multiple chapters, but after this, it's just happily ever after. I could make it all complicated and have more chapters... but I don't wanna. Plus, I'd probably never get to finish it. I mean, it took me a good year to finish The Dollmaker. There'll probably be a oneshot for akuroku for this and that's it. Don't expect anymore. LoL

Monkey: I thought you were going to write a Death Note and Spiritshipping fic with me!

Cookee: ....I'll get back to you on that. -tries to make swift getaway-

Monkey: Hey!!! Don't you know that it's useless to try and run from me?!

Cookee: Yeah, I know, but it can't hurt to keep trying. .

Monkey: ....So you really think I'll find you no matter where you are? o.o

Cookee: If it has something to do with writing a story... yes. You're like the editor that chases down the author when the author needs to write something before the deadline. It's scary... o.o

Monkey: Gee thanks for thinking about me so highly. DX

Cookee: Anytime. XD