A/N
Right, so here's the gist of things. Every other "challenge" out there didn't seem very appealing to me. Don't get me wrong, the whole reasoning behind it is brilliant and very intriguing, but they didn't inspire me to write. My answer? Make my own challenge! Now I'm not sure if this has been done in the past, but here's the low-down. I have put my iTunes/iPod on shuffle, and for each song, I have to write a one-shot/drabble pertaining to the lyrics. It doesn't matter which part of the song the lyrics are from, as long as I feel like it relates to them in some way. There are plenty of songs, and I probably won't do them all, but we'll give it a shot, huh?
I'm not sure if using the lyrics of songs as an inspiration is breaking any rules for the site, if it is, please tell me.
Disclaimer
I don't own the following, as much as I wish I did, I don't.
Song: Clocks
Artist: Coldplay
Album: A Rush Of Blood To The Head
Characters/Pairings: Sora and Riku
"You're like glass," He murmured while flicking the ash off the end of his cigarette.
I looked up with furrowed brows, his hair hung over his face while he stared at the cobblestone beneath our dangling feet. "How so?"
He looked up and snuffed a laugh. "See through."
I scoffed in reply. "That doesn't make me see through. It makes me open, out-going."
"Sora, it makes you vulnerable, and there are plenty of people out there willing to take advantage of that."
I frowned while thinking about his words, then my heart skipped a beat and I looked up with a smirk on my face. "Are you one of those people?"
The words that followed certainly weren't what I had been expecting. His answer had put a damper on my happy-go-lucky attitude and the spotlight had effortlessly made it's way to shine it's stupid, pretentious self on my diminished emotions.
"I love you Sora, but you're like my brother! Axel and Roxas may swing that way, but I surely don't."
I laughed nervously, as though I had never meant to convey the thought of Riku and I together intimately. I was trying to make my silver-haired friend something he wasn't, something that would make me feel infinitely better than Kairi ever could. I wasn't going to beg him to rip my clothes off and start sucking face then and there, but I was going to make damn sure the thought crossed his mind once or twice.
I was going to flaunt it.
Whatever it was.