So there's been a lot of stuff going on about gay marriage lately, and I think soon it'll be legallized in D.C., where I grew up (If you have any current info on this, lemme know! My info is dated to a week ago. XD).

So, in lieu of this, here's a new four-shot story about the pre-wedding scavenger hunt that Sora and Riku must embark on. I know I should be updating my other stories, but I just couldn't resist posting this! First on the list: something old! Erm, enjoy!

Sora lay on his bed on his back, his hand held high above his face. The platinum ring on his finger complimented his skin finely in a way that nothing else could; neither gem nor diamond could ever hope to fit as well. He shifted it around with his thumb, still getting used to the comfortable feeling of this ring, this bond that he now had as a physical item.

He smiled softly, giggling to himself. "Something old, something new…"

"—Something borrowed, and something blue." Kairi finished, smiling. "It'll give you guys good luck for your wedding! But you'll have to find 'em all, like a pre-wedding treasure hunt!" She explained.

Sora, who was leaning into Riku, perked up at the idea of a treasure hunt. Even at the age of twenty four, he was a kid at heart. "That sounds fun." He looked to Riku.

"Doesn't sound too hard, does it?" Riku interlaced their fingers, the rings on them sparkling as if some type of magic had been activated. And maybe it had, Sora thought silently, because for some reason he could never find it in himself to pull his hand away.

Not that he'd ever want to. And soon, he'd never have to.

"I still can't believe you guys are kicking the bucket!" Kairi squealed.

"Jumping the broom, Kai…jumping the broom." A mortified Riku corrected. Sora only laughed. "But like I said, it doesn't seem that hard."

"You have no idea; Wakka and I spent ages looking around and borrowing things from people. He insisted that we get two of everything, for double luck." She sniggered at the memories. "Of course…it was all worth it in the end." She found herself gazing at her own ring, the one that tied her soul to her lover's.

"Good luck." She laughed.

Kairi had been right about it being hard. Their first task was something old, which would have seemed easy enough…but neither of them could find anything suitable. "We could always just bring your grandpa Cid!" Riku had joked, but hadn't said another joke like that after Sora spent the night on the other side of the bed denying him any physical love whatsoever.

So that had brought them back to square one.

"Why don't we just borrow something old from someone?" Riku asked as he entered their room, toweling his hair dry and leaving his body bare and moist for Sora's unhindered viewing pleasure.

Sora prided himself on his self control, which took years to build, and it helped him remain outwardly normal. But it didn't stop his mind from wandering.

"I already told you, Riku," Sora began, rolling his eyes. "If you borrow something old, it becomes something borrowed. Difficult logic, I know, but keep trying."

That got him a damp towel to the face.

"See if I try to help anymore. I should become one of those husbands that goes on constant business trips and never says hi to the kids and—"

Sora paused in his inhaling of Riku's freshly showered scent from the towel, to blink curiously. "Who said we were having kids?" He asked curiously, pulling the towel from his face.

"What? Where do you get the idea of kids from?" Riku asked, seeming confused.

Oh. Sora knew this bullshit routine. Whenever the silverette so much as hinted at something like that and Sora caught it, he'd play stupid.

"Hm. Just saying, I wouldn't mind having kids." Sora smirked, long since used to this.

He didn't miss the pleased, surprised look in Riku's eyes, which the male quickly tried to play off. "Well, maybe when we're actually settled into the routine of being married." Riku came over to him then, and Sora automatically leaned forward so his head was on that firm, warm torso he loved so much. No one else could see, but Sora could perfectly outline with his eyes and fingers every kiss and nibble that he'd ever laid on that beautiful skin, even if the physical evidence had long since disappeared.

"I…still can't believe this is all happening, you know?" Sora spoke, drawing Riku's eyes to him. "It feels like a dream."

Riku knew that feeling. He felt it every day; every morning he woke up, their hands interlaced and their rings making their hands look complete and fitting like two puzzle pieces. He felt it at night, when they cuddled up to one another and he saw the striking combinations of pale and platinum on tan and tan and platinum on pale when they held each other.

"If this were a dream, I'd kill myself when I woke up." And it was the truth; Riku knew for a fact he couldn't survive how he had been before Sora in his life like this.

"We could bring our ex's."

This snapped Riku from any further romantic thoughts he had. "What?"

"You know, for something old. Old flames and all."

"…Um. I don't think they'd appreciate being our somethings old…especially not my ex." Yes, Larxene had a vengeance more fiery and hellish than hell itself.

"Ha! You mean Laura or whatever, that old chick?" Sora snorted, and it was times like this that Riku was truly tested on just how well he could put up with Sora.

"What about your guy? What was his name, Zeke or something?"

"Xemnas? Hey, I liked him! He was nice…"

Riku glared, causing Sora to smile. "But not nicer than you, my honey bunch." He said sweetly, leaning up to kiss Riku's nose. "But I do wonder sometimes…he was so possessive…he was probably a real animal between the sheets." Sora pretended to think on that; he knew this was the easiest way to get Riku in the competitive mood.

Sora was both surprised and expectant when Riku was suddenly above him and his own back was against the mattress. "Now Riku," Sora began, looking up at Riku through half lidded eyes. "Be nice."

"I think you already know how nice I am," Riku replied, not even trying to mask his lust. "So I think I should show you just how mean I can be as well…"

Sora was fully ready to start the demonstration.

-_-_-_-_-_-

Still in the afterglow of their lovemaking, Riku pulled away from Sora slightly to pull a piece of paper and a pen from the side of the bed. Sora watched amusedly as Riku put a star next to the item labeled "something old".

"We'll come back to it." He proclaimed, and Sora snorted.

"You have a list? You're such a geek." Sora laughed.

"Then apparently, you like them geeky." Riku smirked.

"That I do." Sora sighed happily, rolling further into Riku's side. "But if you start collecting comics, I'll kill you. That's my thing."

"Agreed." Riku smiled, wrapping his arms around Sora.