Welcome to my new fanfic. Yes, a new one. Do I ever cease? Nope. Not really. Writing is all I do. Oh dear. Any how, now that I managed to finish Bereave, I figured I needed another story. So this and By Chance are my main focuses. If you haven't noticed, Ardor is on complete hiatus because the plot irks me and I need to rewrite it completely. So bear with me. This story right here is giving me goosebumps thinking about it because I know it'll be that fun to write and whatnot. This probably will be longer than By Chance, I can tell you that now. This is going to be around the length of Innovation... perhaps. Or longer. Not exactly sure. Just now that I have the plot entirely planned and... this is just the prologue. So make sure you review, please.

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Sora cautiously placed his fingers over the keyboard. Fingers itched to feverishly answer the instant message that he had just received. With what? With a vehement yes, of course. The brunet teenager leaned back in his computer chair, his breathing quite rapid. His control was waning. Blue eyes stared worriedly at the illuminated laptop screen. After a moment of heavy deliberation, Sora placed his shaky hands back over the black keys. Hesitantly, the teenager typed, 'yes'.

'I'll call the housing department and tell them you'll be rooming with me,' was what Sora received for an answer. A small smile crept onto the brunet's face almost instantly. How a simple sentence could bring the spiky-haired teen such joy was a mystery.

'Sounds good, I can't wait to meet you!' Sora typed back, the smile never once fading from his lips.

'Me either.'

'See you in two weeks,' Sora wrote and proceeded to lace his hands together under his chin. The brunet stared fondly at his laptop screen for a long while. Blue eyes raked over the body of the two hour long instant message. Their conversations were always so lengthy and informative. Perhaps that was what Sora liked the most. Sora grinned ear to ear.

"See you soon, Riku."

You see, Sora Kayaki had a troubling problem, as many problems were. For some reason, every time he spoke to Riku his palms began to sweat and his heart skipped a noticeable beat. The brunet became suddenly laconic when speaking via internet to Riku. Usually the jovial boy was loquacious, but not with Riku. Sora constantly double read his messages, thrice sometimes, before sending them, as if he thought they'd be subject to analysis. And Sora hadn't even /met/ Riku yet.

Riku and Sora had been online pen pals since sophomore year. Now the teenagers were going to be freshman in college. What a grand leap! As the years of high school progressed, the pair never went longer than a week without contact. They talked about practically everything. The weather, sports, books, dreams, goals, hopes, etc. However, the one topic neither of them ever touched upon and strayed from was love. Riku never spoke of his girlfriend and Sora never mentioned Kairi. Nor did Sora ever mention his growing interest in males.

Sora figured it happened late junior year. Sora had lost complete interest in all females except his best friend, Kairi. The red-head was so loveable and bubbly that it was hard not to be attracted to the girl. Kairi never dressed scantly, always conservatively. Kairi was always there for him when he needed someone. Kairi was, practically, everything in Sora's life.

Until he met Riku Karada.

Sora had been in Biology, sophomore year, and had been assigned a pen pal from Connecticut. He, being from New Hampshire, considered the state not that far away (considering it was still part of New England). Sora's job was to discuss their works in the classroom back and forth for half of the semester. No one expected the pair to keep contact for three years.

Sora had asked Riku what he looked like, and all he got was the basics. Bluish green eyes, silver hair, and tall. Riku refused to send a picture (apparently he had a lack of a digital camera). Sora had supplied Riku with what he received; brown hair, blue eyes, short. Sora left out the part about looking his body lacking anything muscular or interesting. He figured that Riku wouldn't care.

And it so it went. They talked for three straight years. And that was when Riku crafted the devious idea that would shape their futures, or so Riku claimed. The brilliant teen had suggested that the pair attended the same college in New Hampshire. Riku offered to show Sora around the town and area and that he could pull some strings so that they would share a dorm together. Sora still wasn't sure how he managed to convince his parents to ship him off to the college. He had no idea. The place was a good two hours away and they had agreed. Destiny. It had to be destiny.

At the end of his senior year, Sora had begun to date Kairi Mita. Kairi had promised that she'd do her best to hold up their long distance relationship- after all, the redhead was going to attend college in Massachusetts so the drive to see one another wasn't going to be that bad. Or so she told Sora.

And here Sora was, standing outside room number 33C. Here he was, in New Hampshire, caught up in the moment, about to meet the person he had spoken to tirelessly for three years. The person who had been a faithful friend. The person who always gave him worthwhile advice. Sora quickly tried to imagine what Riku would look like. Then again, what you think a person will look like never matches what they look like in the end.

Sora flexed his tanned hand on the handle to the suitcase. Hesitantly, the brunet reached out with his left hand to plug the key into the keyhole. Taking a deep breath, Sora unlocked the door and pushed his body inside.

And of course, it was empty.

"Hah… I'm here first, of course," Sora said to himself. Nervously, the brunet entered the room and kicked the door close behind him. Sora's eyes were at once greeted with tan walls, two parallel beds (one of the right wall and the other on the left wall), a television nestled in the corner of the room, and a small bathroom that was near the entrance. This wasn't that bad.

Sora smiled softly and made his way over to the right bed. Gingerly, the brunet placed his things upon it. Sora figured that he'd pack after Riku got here. So, the brunet dug through his things before he surfaced with his laptop.

"I wonder if Riku'll like me," Sora hummed as he started up his computer.

And Sora soon slipped into past memories. A brief trip down memory lane, if you will.

"Come on Sora, just send the guy a freaking message!" Selphie complained as she fidgeted in her seat beside her brunet friend. Her sharp eyes were glued to Sora's computer screen, waiting for her lab partner to type something.

Sora just sat there, staring blankly at the computer. He had typed in the boy's instant message name but that was all. Maybe this was a bad time? Maybe he didn't want to speak to him? Sora's stomach twisted uncomfortably as he glanced at Selphie. "Maybe I will after school. He might be bus-" Sora began but yelped when Selphie typed in a rapid, 'hi', and sent it.

"Selphie!" Sora hollered in despair. "He's my pen pal, not yours!" Sora complained wearily. The prominent emotion in Sora's voice was worry- not anger.

"Sora, the whole class has already talked to their pen pal already. You're the only one that hasn't. And now you have!" she stated joyfully. Without another word, the pigtailed girl sprung up from her seat and sauntered off to attend to her own work, leaving Sora in shambles.

Sora meekly looked up from the keys. The teen vaguely noticed the message.

'Hello.'

Sora gulped and lowered his fingers onto the keys, shaking a bit despite the public setting. 'Is this a bad time? If it is, I'm sorry.' Sora sent the message and bit down on his bottom lip. He really wasn't in the mood to deal with a pompous egotistical jerk.

'Not at all. In fact, I'm quite bored. Haha. I'm amusing you're the Biology student from Connecticut, right?'

Sora exhaled sharply and smiled at the response. This person seemed incredibly kind. Feeling a bit more at ease with the situation, Sora typed up his response quicker than before. 'Yeah, that's me! My name's Sora… what's yours? Unless that's asking too much!'

'Riku. And not at all. How old are you?'

Sora watched the screen intently. The brunet wasn't really one for instant messages, but he figured he'd come to love them. The idea of a new friend sounded quite endearing. Especially one that could help him out with school! 'Just turned fifteen this November. You?'

'Turning Sixteen in May.'

'That's awesome!' Sora replied, leaning back cozily in his chair. After a moment, he quickly typed up a new message. 'Do you honestly get any of this Biology stuff? I'm clueless…' Sora's cheeks tinted a light shade of red, as if embarrassed that he didn't understand any of this.

'It's stupid really All the terms tie in together You guys are on ecology, right? Well … just think of something clever to remember the terms by. Like biological community…. It's made of two populations. Think of the two populations as like… two couples, right? And they live together in this big house with their abiotic factor being light (or lack of, seeing they shack up so much, haha). And that forms a biological community. Got it?'

'Wow. Thanks, Riku! I can actually remember that!' Sora grinned triumphantly. 'You must be really smart to remember this boring stuff, huh?'

'I try.'

And Sora just knew that this was the beginning of a beautiful friendship, cliché and all.

There was another moment that Sora loved to look back on. The brunet was in his junior year and so was Riku. Sora's grandmother had just died and he was in shambles. He was a complete wreck. His mind was displaced and no matter what he did he could not contain his tears His friends tried to help but it worked to no avail. Not even Kairi could break the brunet out his rut. Sora turned to his fan fictions (he enjoyed writing them in his spare time. Writing about love always seemed to make him so much happier). Not even the carefully strung sentences seemed to lighten his mood. The only thing that made the day seem a bit brighter was that wonderful Riku. Riku had stayed up until three, on a school night that is, comforting the brunet. And for some reason, those words of comfort stuck with Sora. Riku was a valuable friend, regardless of his lack of meeting him in real life. But now…now he could finally do such.

Sora had been lost in deep thought over his girlfriend and his fan fictions and his memories with Riku when his cell phone rang. The brunet teenager temporarily set his laptop on the bed and maneuvered his body off the bed so he could snag his singing phone. His ring tone? Maroon Five.

"Hello?" Sora asked sheepishly as he rose the Blue Razr to his ear.

"Sora!" a cheerful female voice sang from the other line. A smile at once was etched onto the teenager's face.

"Kairi! Hey! What's up?" he asked cheerfully. Sora plopped his body back down on the bed beside his laptop. That's right, he needed to check to see if they had wireless internet in the dorms. He'd do that after he got done with Kairi.

"Not much. Tifa wanted to tell me she says hi. Yeah, she's over and won't leave me alone!" Kairi sulked and then laughed. "I miss you already, Sora. I wish it was spring break already. Gwagh. Why did you have to go to college so far away?" she complained.

"Because it's my dream," Sora stated dramatically, a grin creeping onto his lips. "And this place is amazing. I can't wait to start! I haven't really met any of the people here yet… but I bet they're awfully friendly!"

"Sounds like fun," Kairi agreed. "Just don't forget about little old me."

"Never!" Sora replied vehemently. "I'll think about you every second of every moment!"

"That's a good Sora," she answered, giggling all the while. "I'm just glad that your dreams are coming true and you got to go there. I'm so happy for you, Sora. Make sure you do your best!"

"You sound like my mom, Kairi," Sora said and proceeded to pout. "But I will. I promise I'll see you soon Just make sure you call me every night, okay? "

"Can do!" Kairi cheerfully answered. "I have to go and do some things around my own dorm. And meet Tifa for lunch. I'll talk to you tomorrow, okay? Bye Sora darling."

Sora hated when she called him that and she knew it. It was their little inside joke. "See ya, Kai." And with that the phone conversation ended. And with that, Sora went back to busily typing up his fan fictions.

"I'll see you at lunch!"

Naminé wrapped her slender arms increasingly tighter around her boyfriend's neck. The petit blonde reached up on her tiptoes and placed a tender kiss onto her taller boyfriend's lips. She smiled affectionately and clung to the tall male, refusing to let go anytime soon. Her blue eyes were at half mast as she laid her head against the taller's firm chest. "You're really warm," she commented contently, her cheek pressed against the male's chest.

"Well, humans do produce heat," replied the silver haired male. "So naturally, of course I'm warm." He flashed his girlfriend a brilliant smile and wrapped his arms around her.

"You're so suave," Naminé replied with a giggle. The blonde sighed peacefully and remained in her boyfriend's arms for a long while. "You're meeting him today, huh?"

"Yep," he answered with a swift nod. The male's hands began to tenderly stroke over the blonde's hair with agile fingers. "I'm meeting him at the dorms," he went on to say, the grin growing in size by the moment.

"I'm glad you two are finally meeting," Naminé said, nuzzling her cheek once against her boyfriend's chest. "You always seem so happy when you're talking to him. I can't wait to see you two together in real life. I'll make sure to take a picture," she teased, lightly batting his chest with her hand. Once done, her thin fingers splayed over the area, clinging to the fabric of the other's shirt.

"It'll be a literal Kodak moment," he answered with a chuckle. "I bet you'll get along with him. He's so easy to get along with."

"Yeah. I mean, he sounds great from the way you talk about him," Naminé replied with a bright smile. "He's going to be a great addition around here, Riku" she hummed excitedly.

"Of course," Riku replied and ran his fingers through Naminé's blonde hair. "Speaking of which, I better head off to the dorms. He's probably already there… and I'm already late. Ha… what a wonderful first impression."

Naminé giggled again. "Well then, hurry up," she said sweetly and released her grip on her boyfriend. "Like I said, I'll see you at lunch. Bring sure to bring Sora with you, okay?" She nodded and reached up to place another kiss onto Riku's lips.

Riku returned the kiss eagerly. His pale hand rested on her cheek, tenderly brushing his thumb along the reddened area. They broke apart a minute later, both a bit breathless from the chaste, but lingering, kiss. "See ya," Riku replied with a massive grin and headed off to the dorms.

"There!" Sora declared triumphantly with a brilliant smile. He had just finished the first chapter of his newest fanfic. And now all he had to do was proof-read, send to his beta, and then post it! And perhaps receive a bus-load of reviews? That'd be nice. Sora grinned and leaned his back against the headboard of his bed. At random, the brunet teenager peered to the left. Riku was ten minutes later… maybe he decided not to come after all.

"Nah, he'll come," Sora replied brightly and went back to reading a fan fiction that he had currently been following. It was easy to see that Sora was obsessed with romantic stories and just love in general. Perhaps not for himself (seeing that what he held for Kairi wasn't necessarily love, but strong attraction).

Sora was about to start Chapter Five when he heard the doorknob turn. Sora's eyes widened as he set the laptop down. This is it. This is it! I'm meeting Riku! I'm meeting my best friend ever for the first time ever! Excitement coursed through Sora as he eagerly sat on the edge of the bed.

And Sora's jaw just completely dropped.

Sora had predicted Riku to look average… but no. That was far from the truth. The teenager was tall, well-built, and had gorgeous, silky silver hair that went down to his shoulders. Sora's eyes washed over Riku's body as the male kicked his suitcase into the room, grumbling at it for being so heavy.

"Riku!" Sora chimed jubilantly as he lunged off the bed and tangled his arms around the male's form.

Riku froze in spot and let go of the bag he was carrying. Cautiously, the silver haired male glanced at the body that had charged into his arms. Brown hair…short… Sora. Riku hesitantly laughed, not really sure what to say or do. Apparently this wasn't awkward at all for Sora. What a contradiction.

"Wow, you're really tall!" Sora stated happily, his arms tightly around his friend. "And your hair is so cool!" Sora began to ramble for a minute before he finally let go. The brunet pulled back a foot and stared brightly up at Riku. And god, the male's face was even more gorgeous than his body.

Riku stared cautiously back at Sora. He looks like a little kid… that's cute. He seems so happy.. And here I am, not saying a word… aren't first meetings supposed to be awkward and not so…natural? "So, you're Sora, huh?"

Riku's voice was oddly alluring. Sora liked it. "Mhm!" the brunet replied benevolently. "The one and only." Sora laughed and bit his bottom lip. "Uh…Sorry about for like…attacking you right off the bat, heh. It's just that I'm so excited… I mean, I finally am meeting you!"

And three years was quite a long time. "It's fine," Riku answered coolly. "I can't believe we never sent pictures to one another. This is just so odd."

"I know," Sora drawled, agreeing ten-fold. "It feels so weird to actually be talking to you without my laptop!" Sora grinned and rocked on the balls of his feet, sapphire hues watching Riku with amusement.

What do I say now? Riku thought uneasily and restlessly scratched the back of his head. "So….uh…"

"You remind me of one of those models," Sora said, holding back a laugh. "You know, the really tall ones for those preppy stores. The models that are always the highlights of the magazines."

"…I do?" Riku replied and cocked his head to the side. Hah. If Naminé heard that she'd probably die of laughter. "Well then, thank you, Sora."

"No problem!" Sora replied and then broke out into a fit of laughter. The brunet teen took a sit on the edge of his bed and continued to laugh. Riku blinked thrice and eyed the brunet, as if trying to gauge why the brunt was laughing so heartily.

"Did I do something funny?" Riku wondered curiously as he took a seat beside his friend. "I don't think I did?…"

"No," Sora drawled and cleared his throat, trying to stifle the laughs. "I just thought how random it was for me to comment about your looks." Sora grinned and then smiled at the silveret. And it was evident that Sora was a gregarious ball of fluff.

"Well, it was kind of random," Riku agreed and then chuckled. "But I better get used to it, huh?"

"Yes sire!" answered Sora. "So… are you gonna introduce me to your friends and all that jazz?"

"Of course," Riku replied and arose from the bed. "I'll unpack later. Naminé wanted us to go to lunch with her and everyone else. So yeah, consider that your formal …. Greeting thing." Riku trailed off and shook his head, his silver bangs falling onto his pale forehead.

"Then let's go!" Sora stated joyfully as he snagged Riku's wrist and led the silveret out of the dorm and towards lunch…wherever that was. This was going to be an interesting day, for sure.

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