Welcome all! This is my first yaoi fic, so be nice and no flames please! Each chapter will be based around a song, for example, this one is about Get Over It by OKGO. Cool? Cool. This fic takes place after KH2. Sora and Kairi are both 16 and Riku is 17. Okay, enough of my blather! On with the fic!

Chapter 1: Get Over It

Oh it's such a drag, what a chore, all you're wounds are full of salt.

Everything's a stress, and what's more, well it's all somebody's fault.

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Riku groaned, mumbling something incoherent to someone named Bob. He wondered vaguely who Bob was, until the sound of an electric guitar jolted him into the waking realm. He sat up, blinking wildly as the radio blared out:

"I'm Bobby on FM108, the Wave, and this is OK Go with 'Get over it'!" A much too chipper voice said through the speakers. Riku stared bleary-eyed at the clock until he was able to read the time. 7:00am?

"What the hell? I didn't even set my alarm!" He growled, flopping back down onto his bed. There was no reason for him to be up so early. He didn't have to work today, he didn't have to do anything today. His alarm, however, apparently wanted him awake much earlier than was reasonable and was going off when he didn't want it to. He brought an angry fist down on it and the music stopped as he buried his face in his pillow and tried to go back to sleep.

"RIKUUUUUU!!" Female giggling followed the shout and he grunted as a weight landed on his legs on the bed. He opened one eye and discovered Kairi sitting on his bed, leaning towards him with a wide grin plastered across her face. Riku sighed and pulled his blanket up over his head.

"Kairi...what are you doing in my room at this ungodly hour?" He asked.

"It's noon." Another voice replied from elsewhere in the room. Riku's eyes shot open again and he sat up suddenly, nearly throwing Kairi off of his bed.

"Sora! What are you doing in here?" He asked, clearly more distressed by Sora's presence than by Kairi's, though why, not any of the three of them were sure.

"You're grandmother let us in. We wanted to know if you wanted to come to the fair with us." Sora answered, taken aback by Riku's reaction. There was also a hint of disappointment in his voice that Riku couldn't place. He ignored it and instead cross his arms, glaring at the brunette.

"Well, I was sleeping! Did you have to come attack me in my bedroom?" He asked, feigning anger in place of the rather uncomfortable things that he was actually feeling but was choosing to ignore. Sora's eyes widened and he pointed at Kairi.

"It was her idea! I wanted to go ahead without you!" He said. Hurt flashed across Riku face and Kairi's jaw dropped. She turned and looked at Sora, shocked by how mean he was being to Riku. Sora blinked, surprised by their reactions, and then reddened, gasping.

"That's not what I meant! I just told Kairi and we should leave you alone and let you sleep! I wanted you to come too, but I know you don't like it when we disturb you sleeping!" He explained desperately. Riku rolled over to face the wall.

"Well it doesn't matter anyway. I have to work today, so leave me alone and let me sleep a little while longer before I have to go." He grumbled. Sora and Kairi both stared at him. Sora clenched his fists.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that." He repeated, knowing full well that Riku was still angry about what he said.

"Like I said," Riku replied, "it doesn't matter. I'm working today anyways. You guys go ahead." He paused before adding, "Have fun." It was hard to tell whether the last comment was sincere or sarcastic. Kairi and Sora left in silence. Riku lay in bed for a long time after they left, thinking.

Riku ran down the stairs and grabbed the car keys off the kitchen table. Riku's grandmother Emily was sitting at the kitchen table, eating lunch.

"I'm going out." He said monotonously. Emily looked up at him. She had sharp, pretty features despite her developing wrinkles and hair dyed jet black.

"Where?" She asked interestedly.

"Out." Riku replied vaguely, disappearing out the front door. Riku lived with his grandparents and uncle, who was only seven years older than himself. His grandparents were just over 50, named Emily and Andrew. His uncle was Taron, but despite being surprisingly close in age, Riku rarely spoke to him as he was rarely ever around. They lived in a quaint beach side house, which his grandparents bought for the view rather than the house itself. Riku paused on the way out, looking out over the endless water. The sky was cloudy, but off in the distance, the clouds ended and there was a thin strip of sparkling blue water across the horizon. It was just the colour of Sora's eyes... Riku gave his head a sudden shake and trotted down the front steps, unlocking the car. He got in and started the engine. One of Taron's mix CDs began to blare out of the speakers as Riku pulled out of the driveway. He drove in no particular direction with no intention of going anywhere. He just wanted to be away from where ever he was. He found himself driving down a country road in the middle of nowhere farther inland.

"Why did that upset me so much?" He asked himself finally, thinking about his reaction to Sora's words about leaving Riku to sleep. He sighed. He didn't want me to come... but he likes Kairi, so it's not that he doesn't like me, he just wants some alone time with her, he thought. He growled, pressing his foot down on the gas. The car jumped forward. The idea that Sora wanted time alone with Kairi was making him feel worse.His thoughts came back to Sora and he tried to be angry with him for being so inconsiderate, but it really wasn't working, and it was getting harder to deny how he was feeling whenever the brunette was around...

"Aren't you such a catch? What a prize! Got a body like a battle-axe. Love that perfect frown, honest eyes, we ought to..."

Riku hit the radio, shutting it off, grumbling something about hearing that song too often. The lyrics played over in his mind and he got the overwhelming feeling that the description fit Sora perfectly. He pulled over to the side of the road and gripped the wheel.

"I do NOT like Sora." He said to himself. His heart flip-flopped in his chest at the mention of Sora's name out loud, which only served to make him dig his heels further in. "I DON'T like Sora! Not anything more than a friend!" He repeated, his voice getting louder. "I don't! I don't, I don't, I don't!! I'm not crushing on my best friend. I'm straight, damn it!" There was a long silence and Riku rolled down the window of the car, feeling suddenly like the air was stale inside the vehicle. He took a big deep breath and swore loudly.

"SHIT!" He threw the car back into drive and pulled off of the gravel shoulder of the road, the wheels squealing against the pavement as the car accelerated. "What the hell am I going to do? I'm head over heels for my best friend! And he's a guy!" He forced himself to relax and slowed to a sane speed as he approached suburbia once again. "It's got to be hormones or something. It's just a phase. Just a passing phase." He said, satisfied that he's convinced himself that it was true...even though he only pretended like he was convinced. That little voice inside of him telling him his true feelings for Sora was squished, but only for the time being. He pulled back into his driveway and sighed, looking for the first time since he'd left, at the clock. His jaw dropped. He's been out for almost three hours. It looked like it had been raining too. Riku opened the door and was greeted immediately but a Sora who looked happy and yet disappointed at the same time. Riku stared at him, wondering how Sora could possibly look both happy and sad and still be so attractive. Riku reddened once he realized what he'd been thinking and bowed his head, hiding his blush with his bangs.

"Hi Riku!" The brunette waved to him, running from where he's been sitting on the front porch. "The fair was rained out, and Kairi said she had to go home. I was just here to see if you'd gotten home from work yet. I'm lucky I didn't leave before you got here, don't you think?" He asked, gabbering away and grabbing his older friend by the arm, practically dragging him back into the house.

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Ya ya ya, it's all short and whatever for a first chapter, but that's what happens! Next chapter will be very much longer, m'kay? Please review, I'm really excited about this ficcy!