Perfect
Riku was a guy that everyone loved; his perfection screamed at anyone who even glanced at him – and he knew it, in fact, he made it a habit to show off as much as possible every time he was given a chance. He had to make sure the female population wanted him, only because he liked the attention.
Unfortunately for the female population, Riku already had his mind set on someone, though they didn't know it, and this person just happened to lack the necessary parts that made someone female; in fact, if one were to look, they would find out that this person was actually male. Riku remained silent about his man-crush though – he didn't want to ruin his reputation.
Of course, he kept nothing hidden outside of school; every time him and his crush were alone, he would use any means necessary to get closer to him, which normally was by sword fighting.
In fact, he and his crush were alone now, but this time instead of being outside, they were at his house…with no parents – the set up was perfect. 'Like me' He thought, a devious smirk forming on his perfect face. He had to do something; the opportunity was too good to pass up.
To make matters better, they were sitting close together on his couch. 'Not close enough' Riku thought as he silently edged closer to the unsuspecting boy beside him; thoughts of what he wanted to do were running through his head at an alarming rate. He didn't want to scare the poor boy of course, so he kept his more adult thoughts locked away.
For now…
Riku let out a loud yawn and stretched, moving his right arm around his friend's shoulder, pulling his friend and his arm closer while his left arm rested by his side after the stretch. It was a lame move, and he knew that, but it was effective. And that was all that mattered.
He could feel the boy tense beside him, and he had to stop the delighted grin from forming on his face.
"He Sora…" Riku looked down at him.
Sora looked up at Riku, confused, and said nervously, "what?"
It was perfect. All he had to do was lean down and they would be kissing, which was what he wanted – and what he wanted, he got. Always.
Riku leaned down and pressed his perfect lips against Sora's, only to pull back seconds later, that cocky, perfect, smirk forming on his beautifully perfect face.
"That was…" Sora was having issues forming words.
"Amazing?"
Sora just nodded.
"I can make it perfect." And with that, Riku kissed him again.