Sora yawned as he spread out on the smooth warm rock. It really was a
beautiful day, just like every other day on the island. Warm sun, perfect
breeze, and the cool sea below him. He hated it all.
Sighing, his arms dangled in front of him as he watched the tiny fish swim around below his perch on the rocky cliff.
"Are those little things really that interesting?" Sora didn't even flinch at the smooth voice behind him. Well, maybe a shiver.
Taking a deep breath, Sora turned around with a bright smile on his face, the one that took up half his face when he forced it.
"Heya Riku. Have a seat." Sora scooted over and the silver haired boy took the offered place. If there was one thing about the island that Sora liked, it was sitting next to him. The color of his eyes mirrored the ocean that surrounded them, and his hair practically blended in with the silvery whisps of clouds overhead.
"Well?"
Sora realized that while he was admiring his best friend, Riku must have asked him something.
"Sorry, I was zoned. What did you ask?" Riku just laughed, the silky sound causing Sora's knees to melt, had he been standing, he probably would have fallen over.
"I said, aren't you glad we're living this prison tomorrow?" Riku said it light heartedly, and gently ruffled Sora's hair to show that he was in a good mood. This just made Sora's heart beat faster though, and he was afraid that he would start to blush if he followed any of the trains of thought that threatened him right now.
"You bet I am. It's gonna be great, we're gonna have the best adventures. And finally see other worlds. Well, I had better go for now Riku, it'll be dinner time and my mom will be mad if I'm late." Sora stood up and after a second, Riku left his warm spot on the rock to join him. The two stood next to each other, gazing out over the ocean that they would journey on tomorrow morning. Sora took a step to go and felt his shoe slip on a bit of moss. His arms flailed about as he tried to catch his balance but he failed and toppled onto his companion.
The larger of the boys landed flat on his back on the sandy path that led up to the rocky outlook of the Cliffside. When Riku looked up, he was caught in the sapphire gaze of Sora, who was lying on top of him. Both boys felt and shared each other's warmth, neither moving, afraid of messing with this one moment.
Taking a daring move, Sora decided that he wouldn't get a better time to express his feelings to Riku and leaned down, intent on putting a kiss on the lips which had haunted him for the last few years. But instead, he found himself kissing a black glove. Riku sat up with his hand still on Sora's mouth until the two of them were sitting, and Sora had the decency to get off of his best friends lap. Sora hung his head and stared at the sand, tears threatened to come forward, but his will was too strong and refused to let them escape. His heart ached and his thoughts ran wild. Until a soft hand pulled his chin up.
Disgust, anger, hatred. Sora expected all of these but received none. Instead, Riku smiled at him and stood up. He extended his hand to the brunette sitting on the sand beneath him, and smirked. Sora reached up, but Riku withdrew his hand at the last moment.
"I like you too Sora. But I won't be won over so easily. You want a kiss, fine. Catch me if you can, and you'll get one." Riku winked down at the lovestruck boy before running forward and diving off the cliff into the ocean below.
'He doesn't hate me. He wants me to catch him. All I have to do is touch him, how hard could that be.' Sora grinned with a determined look, and turned to begin the chase.
Sighing, his arms dangled in front of him as he watched the tiny fish swim around below his perch on the rocky cliff.
"Are those little things really that interesting?" Sora didn't even flinch at the smooth voice behind him. Well, maybe a shiver.
Taking a deep breath, Sora turned around with a bright smile on his face, the one that took up half his face when he forced it.
"Heya Riku. Have a seat." Sora scooted over and the silver haired boy took the offered place. If there was one thing about the island that Sora liked, it was sitting next to him. The color of his eyes mirrored the ocean that surrounded them, and his hair practically blended in with the silvery whisps of clouds overhead.
"Well?"
Sora realized that while he was admiring his best friend, Riku must have asked him something.
"Sorry, I was zoned. What did you ask?" Riku just laughed, the silky sound causing Sora's knees to melt, had he been standing, he probably would have fallen over.
"I said, aren't you glad we're living this prison tomorrow?" Riku said it light heartedly, and gently ruffled Sora's hair to show that he was in a good mood. This just made Sora's heart beat faster though, and he was afraid that he would start to blush if he followed any of the trains of thought that threatened him right now.
"You bet I am. It's gonna be great, we're gonna have the best adventures. And finally see other worlds. Well, I had better go for now Riku, it'll be dinner time and my mom will be mad if I'm late." Sora stood up and after a second, Riku left his warm spot on the rock to join him. The two stood next to each other, gazing out over the ocean that they would journey on tomorrow morning. Sora took a step to go and felt his shoe slip on a bit of moss. His arms flailed about as he tried to catch his balance but he failed and toppled onto his companion.
The larger of the boys landed flat on his back on the sandy path that led up to the rocky outlook of the Cliffside. When Riku looked up, he was caught in the sapphire gaze of Sora, who was lying on top of him. Both boys felt and shared each other's warmth, neither moving, afraid of messing with this one moment.
Taking a daring move, Sora decided that he wouldn't get a better time to express his feelings to Riku and leaned down, intent on putting a kiss on the lips which had haunted him for the last few years. But instead, he found himself kissing a black glove. Riku sat up with his hand still on Sora's mouth until the two of them were sitting, and Sora had the decency to get off of his best friends lap. Sora hung his head and stared at the sand, tears threatened to come forward, but his will was too strong and refused to let them escape. His heart ached and his thoughts ran wild. Until a soft hand pulled his chin up.
Disgust, anger, hatred. Sora expected all of these but received none. Instead, Riku smiled at him and stood up. He extended his hand to the brunette sitting on the sand beneath him, and smirked. Sora reached up, but Riku withdrew his hand at the last moment.
"I like you too Sora. But I won't be won over so easily. You want a kiss, fine. Catch me if you can, and you'll get one." Riku winked down at the lovestruck boy before running forward and diving off the cliff into the ocean below.
'He doesn't hate me. He wants me to catch him. All I have to do is touch him, how hard could that be.' Sora grinned with a determined look, and turned to begin the chase.