SUP FOOLS! This is Bobdabuilder! And this is my first fanfic! Please be nice to me. Flamers will be given to Axel for his shrine to Roxas. Cause he's just cool like that. (:

Warning: This fic contains clean ( not really ), fun ( yay fun! ), fluffy ( quite fluffy ) yaoi. Yaoi haters need to be smacked with a 2 ton boulder and need to leave this fic. You shouldn't have even clicked it in the first place you fools! I never understood why people like to yell at yaoi authors when they don't even have to pick the fanfic in the first place. It's like...just stop. Okay? Okay. On to the disclaimer!

Disclaimer: If I owned KH2 there would be no plot. Just lots of boys making out. On the beach. And bedrooms. And kitchens. And islands. And in the water. And I think we get the point! So none of these characters are mine okay! They all belong to Square and some other brilliant people.

While I cry in my corner, on to the story!

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FWUMP!

Sora silently cursed as he landed face first in the sand wincing as it engulfed his mouth and, to his horror, his nostrils. However, sand in uncomfortable places wasn't his main priority at the moment. Riku was going to win!

Spitting out the sand Sora jumped back to his feet and spun around only to parry a strong overhead blow. He growled and drew some of his hidden strength to push the blade away from his body and move in for the kill. His opponent, Riku, smirked as he easily evaded Sora's attack and watched the boy go flying into the sand yet again.

"Come on Sora, giving up already?"

Riku heard another growl come from said boy and had to resist glomping him on the spot. Sora obviously was not going to win this battle but his incessant vigor kept Riku from ending it. He frowned however, upon seeing that Sora was slowly accumulating a limp in his left leg and bruises on his tanned skin. As Sora stood up Riku rushed forward swinging his sword down to Sora's neck.

Sora's whole body tensed awaiting the pain from Riku's bone crushing blow. It never came. He slowly opened his eyes, which he didn't realized were closed, to find shimmering sapphire eyes mere inches away from his. His breath caught in his throat as Riku's fingers traced the area on Sora's neck where he would have been decapitated. ( Violence makes everything fun. :D )

"I win."

Before Sora had a chance to even come close to denying Riku's words or congratulating him or punching him in the face Riku was gone and shaking the hands of his cheering audience. Sora rolled his eyes and plopped down in the sand occasionally spitting out grains of sand that were still stuck in his mouth. His eyes narrowed as Riku flicked his long silver hair out of his eyes and formed a heart-stopping, puddle making, knee wobbling smile directed to the girls that surrounded him. Stupid Riku had the charm and appealing personality that made girls - and boys - swoon when they were with him. Not to mention that seemingly flawless hair of his. He wondered what Riku used to shower. Probably something that screamed "MANLINESS OOZES FROM MY PORES". Okay. So maybe Sora wanted to shoot himself for even thinking up such a stupid name for a shampoo. But his suicidal thoughts were cut short as a shadow blocked away the sunlight.

"Ready for the bet to be announced!"

Sora glanced up and narrowed his eyes at the pretty boy in front of him. All that thinking made Sora just want to go home and eat ice cream and pasta and maybe drink some lemonade while watching the Teletubies. But SHH. No one KNEW he watched it. Except Riku. But he talked himself out of that one. He was good with words in life-threatening situations. Maybe he could talk himself outta this one.

"Aww come on Riku I wasn't serious when I agreed to some stupid bet you didn't even explain! Let's have a rematch tomorrow and the loser buys ice cream and cookies and Taco Bell for the wi-"

He was never able to finish his ramblings because Riku had taken something out of his pocket. Something no 16 year old boy should own. In fact, something no one aside from police and strippers should own. And to be honest, Sora didn't think the strippers should have them either.

"Sorry Sora but rules are rules. And starting tomorrow they're my rules. Got it?"

Sora gulped loudly. How did he even get those things!

"And what if I refuse? Riku you haven't told me anything yet and the fact that you have a pair of those makes me want to refuse even more."

Riku smiled sweetly and shook the item in front of Sora's face.

"Everything will be explained young grasshopper. As of now it's my little secret. Let's go grab some ice cream and crash at my house. Then you'll learn what you have to do because you lost."

Sora instantly perked up over the words 'ice cream' and answered with a happy "'Kay!" before following Riku away from the beach and towards the ice cream parlor. Yet he was so caught up in wondering how many scoops Riku would comply to that he totally missed the menacing grin appearing wider on Riku's face with every step they took.

Riku's last thoughts were "Life does have it's positives at times" before he was pounced upon by Sora with the ideas of sprinkles, cherries and 7 scoops swirling in his head.

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So! How did I do? I really like writing fanfics but I never update...and then I forget about them...and they wither away into nothing...

My author notes have been very depressing. But I'm really a happy person I swear! So please review to keep me happy! Criticism is accepted with open arms unless it's mean. Then I'll have to cry and give it to Axel like I said I would. And now there's a bug on my screen so it's time to say goodbye.

Until next time kids!

PEACE.