xDate: 28, June: 2006
xSummary: The boys pick cherries together.
xPairing: Riku.Sora
xWarnings: fluffy shonen-ai
xKingdom Hearts II © Square Enix
xEpisode: I
xWord Count: 311
xAge Range: R(10); S(9)
xRating: K+
xDedicated to: Ali
"Cherry"
x—x
The boys picked cherries by the handful. Their tiny mouths and Sora's chubby fingers were stained a sticky claret with all the juicy berries that they could eat; and both were starting to get a little sick, because pie-cherries aren't supposed to be eaten straight, but neither knew that or wanted to quit before the other.
"Riku, lookit!" Nine-year old Sora exclaimed, holding a plump cherry high above his head. He was sitting on the ground and trying to strangle whatever he could from the branches he was able to reach. Riku lowered himself from his toes; he liked the pick from the tip-most branches.
"Pretty, ain't it?"
" 'Isn't it'," Riku corrected automatically. Sora wagged his tongue.
The pale boy straightened with a playful shrug and returned to pulling small bunches of produce from the tallest limbs.
"Riku, lookit!" Riku turned again towards his slighter companion and another one of his large, crimson berries. He nodded his praise.
"Riku, lookit!" With an animated sigh, Riku stepped away from his handiwork and squatted behind Sora, who was rocking back and forth on his bottom.
"What?" Sora didn't seem too eager to reply. How utterly adorable he looked drenched in pink cherry goop. The glossy fruit sap dribbling in sticky rivulets down his jumper front gave off a lovely scent, Riku noticed, "Well?"
"This!" Sora pounced, pushing the taller boy backwards and into the straggly grass surrounding the tree. Riku landed on his back with dull thud and Sora mounted atop him. The blue-eyed boy gave a devious smirk before he smashed his sloppy mouth against Riku's. Over and over Sora kissed his lips and cheeks, smearing small lines of faded red. "Cherry face! Cherry face!" Squealed Sora between kisses.
"Why you—!"
Sora defiantly rubbed his juice-slick chest against Riku's before "attacking" his "prey" once more.
Thus ensued their kiss fight.
x f i n x
Something to drabble on when nothing else hits me.