This is a new story I thought about trying out and decided this might be the one I keep. I'm trying two different stories and the one with the most reviews and views will stay and the other I will delete. the other story can be found on my profile with the title The Dreams that Never Were. Please put criticism into your comment or at least some sort of indication as t if you like this story. I do need to know which one will stay.

EDIT! I took down TDTNW because it didn't get enough votes, sorry!

Edit2: This has been edited again, but more to my liking.

Sora looked out of his bedroom window to see the birds in the sky fly away. He silently thought to himself that he wished he could as well. Sighing, he got up from his bed and slowly made his way to the kitchen to grab some lunch. He could hear the clock chime in the living room indication that it was 12 o'clock, lunch time.

Opening a drawer, he pulled out a knife and proceeded to get a plate from the cabinet right above. There were two pieces of bread left and he stole them before getting the other supplies out to make a sandwich. This was how he spent his summers, eating and staring out windows, maybe even going with his brother to the skate park. He didn't do so often, seeing as he couldn't skate at all.

Finally finishing his sandwich, Sora poured himself a glass of milk and sat down at the table, preparing to eat; but before he could have a chance to bite into the wonderfully made sandwich, there was a knock at the kitchen door. Sora looked up to see a silver haired boy outside looking nervous. Sora remembered him – his name was Riku, or something. He was the major talk of his school, and the talk was true, he was beautiful.

Sighing, Sora got up to open the door.

"Hello," Sora said to the nervous boy. He never thought that the boy in front of him would be such a wreck in this sort of situation, but he didn't know the boy very well either.

"Um, yeah, hey," the silver haired boy replied without much thought.

"May I help you?" Sora asked, but was pushed out of the way by the silver haired boy. Riku took a step into the kitchen and sat himself down at the table. "I was, ah, wondering if I could get your help with something. That is, if you're willing to help."

"What kind of help? And why are you making yourself so comfortable in my kitchen? You're a completely stranger to me!"

"Well, the thing is, you have to agree before you hear the request," Riku replied as he avoided the second question.

"Then tell me, on a scale of one to ten, how hard is it?" he asked. Riku raised eight fingers before putting them down. "I like a challenge," Sora muttered before nodding. "Fine, I'll do it."

"Thank you," Riku replied as he relaxed a bit.

"Are you going to tell me?" Sora asked, taking another bite of his sandwich.

"Well, for three weeks, I need you to play my boyfriend. Is that okay with you?" Riku asked, looking guilty. "Not that you have a choice." Sora dropped his sandwich and gaped, small crumbs falling from his mouth.

"What?" he asked after he chewed thoroughly.

"Just like I said, pretend to be my boyfriend for three weeks."

"But I don't even know you! And I'm not gay!" Sora sputtered. Riku grinned and held out his hand.

"I'm Riku Amenaru. Pleasure to meet you." Sora looked at the hand disbelievingly before looking up at the silver haired boy again. "Don't worry, I'm not gay either."

"And what do I get out of this?" Sora asked defensively.

"Ice cream every day for those three weeks," Riku replied haughtily. Sora froze over and a small grin slowly grew on his face.

"Ice cream?" he asked slowly.

"Everyday," was the reply and Sora's smiled brightened.

"Okay!" he said brightly as he finished off the sandwich.

"So you're okay with it?" Riku asked, a little confused. He had expected for the boy to be peeved and mad, but Sora seemed delighted.

"Yup!" Sora said as he stood up to place the dish in to the sink. Riku stared at the empty plate before looking at Sora.

"You finished that sandwich awfully quick," Riku said in a quietly.

"I know," Sora replied with chuckle. "And I feel like eating some ice cream right about now!" It was then that Riku realized that he had made a grave mistake in accepting this challenge. Just how much did Sora eat?

It was exactly two days ago that Riku had talked to Hayner, a friend of his. It was this blond that had told him of the task. Well, not task, but more really of a challenge, and Riku couldn't really turn one of those down. He knew it was stupid, but the fact that Hayner himself was also doing this challenge put his mind at ease.

The task was simple – go out with the appointed person for three weeks. It was very easy for Riku to do, considering that he could date almost anyone, but the challenge of it was that the other would choose for them. In this case, it was Hayner's job to choose for Riku, and Riku's job to choose for Hayner, attepmting to make the other have Hell.

It was Demyx, a friend from school, who had suggested the twist, making it a challenge. Hayner took his time to choose from all the people living in the general area, and that person just happened to be Roxas's twin brother, Sora.

Riku knew little about the brunette that Hayner had chosen for him, but he knew where he lived, and that was enough for him. Then another problem came up; if Sora was anything like his twin, then he would be stubborn and would refuse to date him, even if it were just a stupid challenge. That was when the valuable information of ice cream had been seeped from Roxas.

With that obstacle cleared, all that was left to do was to actually ask the boy. But that wasn't the best part yet. Riku also had to choose the person that Hayner had to go out with. And who better to choose then Hayner's rival, Seifer? It was perfect, he had thought to himself. Perfect until he met Sora.

Hayner, on the other hand, was having much more trouble then the silver haired teen. Much more trouble indeed. Taking a deep breath, he knocked on the door of Seifer's house and waited silently, praying to God that the person on the other side wouldn't hurt him.

It was a dreary street with a bunch of no-good people walking around with pants big enough to carry a circus underneath. It scared Hayner quite much.

"Hello?" Hayner looked up to see an older version of Seifer look through the screen door.

"Hello," he replied, voice trembling, but he got rid of it quickly, replacing the trembling with confidence. "I was wondering if Seifer was in. Because if he wasn't, then I could leave and you wouldn't have to worry about anything from here on out and --"

"Seifer!" came the yell from the older looking version of Seifer. "A friend of yours is here!" Hayner froze with the timid smile on his face.

'Shit.' he thought to himself. 'He's home.'

"He'll be down in a few minutes, why don't you come in?" the man asked. Hayner could only nod, smile still in place. As he walked in, he could see that the house wasn't well kept at all and reminded him a little of Seifer. The man had led him into a room that resembled a kitchen with a large table in the center.

"Thank you," Hayner said automatically as he sat down waiting for Seifer. It was only a few minutes before someone in the doorway came into view. Hayner looked up and his voice caught in his throat.

It was Seifer.

It was a shirtless Seifer.

It was a wet, shirtless Seifer.

Seifer was therefore hot.

"What do you want, Hayner?" Seifer asked as he toweled his hair. The boy was speechless and could not stop staring. Several seconds later, he caught his voice and sputtered some nonsense through his lips.

"Would you go out with me?" he asked in a rushed voice. Now, there was a thing to know about Hayner. He had a small secret that he had kept from Riku and everyone else,—though he was sure Demyx had seen through him— and with a good reason, too. There were actually two secrets that he had, and the first one was that he was gay—though he suspected that Riku knew that one.

The second one was that he madly in love with Seifer, his arch rival. There was, of course, a slight problem with the second one, but he didn't seem to think it was necessary to think of this when he started the challenge. He had actually hoped that it would side track his mind away from it.

"What the Hell, Justice? What are you talking about?" Seifer asked. Hayner Justice was his name, and the boy never heard enough about it from Seifer as it was. Truthfully, Hayner hated his last name very much. Why couldn't he have a Japanese father like Riku so he could have a Japanese last name?

"I just asked you out," Hayner replied, a little let down.

"I get that part; it's the why that I want to know."

Hayner looked at him quizzically before smiling. "Are you saying you'll go out with me?" he edged with a smirk.

"No! I just want to know why, nothing bad with that, right?" Seifer's glimmering abs and shining torso had distracted Hayner once again.

"Because you're hot, damn it. And you're beautiful, did anyone ever tell you that?" Hayner asked with a blush. He wasn't used to telling people that they needed to be in a magazine for how good they looked, but this came close.

Seifer smiled before he thought of something. "So this is another challenge between you and Riku, am I correct?" Hayner looked down at the ground guiltily before nodding.

"Yeah, Riku is supposed to be trying to get a date with Sora right now. He might have trouble with that." Hayner said as Seifer nodded before smiling.

"Okay, this'll be fun."

"You'll do it?" Hayner asked, looking up with a shocked expression adorning his face. Seifer nodded as he walked over to Hayner.

"Yeah," he muttered as he wrapped his arms around the boy and whispered into the boy's ear. "I'll do more than do it."

Thank you and review!

Estra

Edit: This was beta-ed by my new beta Auron's Fan. Much love!

Edit2: I did the editing again. It's much cleaner.