Disclaimer: Yet again, I do not own Kingdom Hearts
Pairing: Riku/Sora
A/N: This is just a short something I wrote after spending an afternoon with my boyfriend. The thought of him wearing a maids outfit is true, sadly and amusingly enough XD …anyway, on with the short story!
Riku smiled happily as he snuggled closer to Sora. They were at his house, watching a movie that gave Riku a headache and made him think too much.
"Hey, you should wear something like that," Sora said suddenly, nudging Riku lightly with his elbow and pointing at one of the characters on the TV. The character on the movie was wearing tight leather pants, a black leather belt, a tight black shirt that showed off his muscles, and a long black trench coat.
"Yeah, where would you suggest I find that outfit?" Riku asked, raising his eyebrow at him.
"The internet," Sora replied.
"No credit or pay pal card love."
He shrugged, "Just a thought," he was silent for a moment, then looked up at Riku and asked, "Well, now you know what I want you to wear, what do you want me to wear?"
Riku looked at him, then started to smile. He chuckled, then laughed loudly and uncontrollably.
"What's so funny?"
He waved his hand dismissively and shook his head.
"Come on, tell me."
"You forget what kind of stories I've been writing," he said as way of response. Sora gave him a smile but it was shadowed by the blank look in his eyes. Riku grinned and went back to watching the movie. Lately he had been writing yaoi stories, and his mind had progressively gone south to the gutters because of it. He had hoped that with that slight hint the brunette would put two and two together but it seemed the hint had been to vague. He glanced at Sora, sprawled across the coach and grinned. He could still picture it perfectly in his minds eye. Instead of his blue jeans and blue button up shirt, Sora was wearing a light blue maid's outfit, the kind that hugged the body with a puffy skirt that ended at the middle of his thighs, complete with white lace and a spotless white apron. A ruffled head band was in his hair, holding some of it back but still letting some of it frame his face. A wooden tray was held in his hand next to him and a black collar with a leash attached was around his neck. Part of his mind told him that thinking like that and picturing Sora wearing it was wrong, but he drop kicked those thoughts out the window. It was a cute image, perverted yes, but still cute. After all, he reasoned with himself, it was partly Sora's fault for asking. And look at Riku's friends, not one of them wasn't at least slightly perverted. He watched the movie and filed away the thought up outfit so he could incorporate it into one of his stories later. One was already forming in his mind and he sighed. Can't even finish one story without thinking up five more ideas in the same process, damn you Sora. He grinned and snuggled closer again. It's a good thing he can't read my mind, if he found out odds are he'd get kind a scared.
A/N: Yeah, not one of my best stories but what do you expect? And in case anyone was wondering, the movie mentioned above was The Matrix. I had a headache through most of it and haven't watched it since Amusing movie but not fit for one that has to have logic, though I do understand it now.