Two:

Meeting Sora

Sora woke up kind of early. He turned to watch the silver haired boy that saved him.

Riku was still asleep. Sora carefully pushed some hair out of the boys face. Riku blinked up at him.

Sora gave a soft, happy smile. "Good morning Riku."

"Already?"

"Uh-huh." Sora squirmed out of the bed and dropped on his feet to the floor. He tugged on Riku's hand. "Come on! I want to meet everyone else."

Riku sighed.

"What's wrong?" Sora tugged on his hand again.

"Nothing, come on, we will get you some other clothes, and you can meet everyone." Riku put on a fake smile.

He lied, He had classes today, and couldn't hang out with Sora, if he didn't go to his classes, then his father would investigate, that would mean finding out about Sora.

Somehow they managed to dodge the skinny woman that was Riku's mother walking threw the hallway and picked their way to Aerith's room.

"Oh! Good morning" Aerith smiled as Riku and Sora dashed into the door.

"Good morning!!" Sora beamed looking at the Blonde boy next to her that was Roxas. "What's wrong Roxas?" Sora wondered over. Roxas looked like he was going to cry, or he had already cried. Probably both.

"Oh, hello little Sora. Oh, it's nothing" Roxas wiped his eyes and looked up at same blue eyes as his.

"Are you sure? What happened?" Sora asked knowingly.

"Roxas is just having an off day, nothing more." Aerith told Sora handing him a small pile of clothes. "Come on now, lets go get you dressed, and try and do something about your hair." She nudged Sora off into the bathroom.

"What happened?" Riku asked taking off where Sora left off.

"Nothing." Roxas lied.

Riku gave his a small look and Roxas broke into tears. "Its Axel…" he whimpered.

"What happened? What did he do?" Riku asked sitting on his knees in front of the crying blonde.

"What's wrong with Roxas?" Sora asked Aerith as she attacked his hair with a comb.

"Just an off-day." she smiled softly.

"Why?"

"Something happened to him that made him sad." She ran the comb under water.

"What?"

"Nosy little boy you are." she looked at him in the mirror. "It's nothing for a little boy to worry about."

"Why? Is it bad?" Sora shivered as a trickle of water ran down the back of his neck.

"No, just something you don't need to wonder into." She tried to push his spiky hair down to lay flat.

"It wont not be mess." Sora took pity on her.

"Why not?"

"I donno, its been like that for a while. It doesn't like to I guess." Sora shrugged.

Riku led Sora, carefully and quietly down into the kitchen. It didn't stay so quiet thought.

"WHAT IS THAT?!" the skinny woman roared stabbing her long finger at Sora.

"You touch him and die!" Riku growled at her stepping in front of Sora defensively.

"Get it out of my house!!" she screamed.

"Your house? Since when has this been your house. Father gave it to me, its mine, the boy stays." Riku crossed his arms. "Or I will tell father about you know what."

"You don't know anything." She muttered Riku smiled.

"Maybe I do"

She gave him one last very evil look and stuck her nose in the air, walking off. Riku turned to Sora.

"Well, alrighty then, come on lets go get some food." Riku smiled and took Sora's hand.

Sora almost cried when he found that Riku would be leaving him for classes. But Sora didn't, he couldn't let Riku see him cry.

Axel, Demyx and Roxas offered to hang out with him until their classes came up. Sora didn't take it though. He decided to take a tour of the mansion by himself, get a feel for the place.

"Be careful Sora!" Aerith called after him.

"Don't worry I will!" Sora called, gave a smile and pounced off around a corner.

Sora took a few turns and found him self down a long corridor with lots of doors. Sora found most of them were empty.

"Hmmm…" he thought out loud. He had gotten to a tall skinny door, this one was unlocked, but had light spilling from the crack on the bottom.

And the curious cat he was, turned the doorknob softly, and slowly.

He peeked his sky blue eyes into the room. The room was dimly lit by a few small lamps, and a long, black bed. On which lay Leon, Cloud up on top of him. They were kissing, gave a look up and Cloud practically fell off the bed.

Sora stood in the door giggling.

"Sora!" Leon stood, his cheeks a bright red in the gold light spilling from the lamps.

Cloud crouched down in front of him. "Hello Sora." He smiled softly.

"Hello." He giggled. "Why were you kissing? I thought only girl and boys could do that."

"Boys can love boys too." Leon said crossing his arms. Cloud took a look a him over his shoulder.

"You can kiss who ever you are in love with."

"You can kiss people you love?"

"No, that your in love with" Cloud touched his nose.

"What's the difference?" Sora asked.

"When you're in love with someone, its like you want to marry them." Leon said. "When you just love someone it's like a brother or mother."

"Like I love you guys, but I don't want to marry you?" Sora asked. Leon smiled.

"Yeah, you wouldn't want to marry us, but you still really care for them."

Sora gave a small nod.

"Now go get some lunch, Aerith is in the kitchen making sandwiches." Cloud turned him around and nudged him off down the hall.

"Right, sounds good." Sora smiled and his stomach girggled, he gave a small laugh and ran off down the stairs.

Two months later and Sora had got the map of the Mansion down to the pinpoint.

During Riku's classes, he spent the time, with a small cream colored crayon marking the walls with numbers. He would know which rooms were in which halls, and what rooms where empty, he had found a small note pad in an empty room and keep his information in there, marking each door, and each hallway with a small number you had to know to find it.

And each day, during bedtime, Sora would tell Riku what rooms he found, and what he did that day.

And Riku never grew old of listening to him tell stories about things that weren't real. He'd listen to Sora's voice for hour before he'd fall into his own dreams of hidden doors and made up lands

One night, Sora sat, watching Riku play his flute with Roxas in a small room that Sora had found not to long ago.

Sora loved to watch him play, his soft fingers skipping along the holes in the shinny metal tube, letting a soft quivering note into the air that made Sora smile.

It had been sometime since he had figured that the reason he was drawn to his rescuer was because, like Cloud and Leon had told him, he was in love.

In love with the silver haired boy that he loved to be with and around. That, if he could, would grow up and marry. And kiss.

Such thoughts lingered in Sora's head only too often. He sat listening to Riku's sweet music in the hallway out side of the room. He would kiss Riku one day. To let him know that Sora's love was all his. All his for the taking.

If only Riku felt that way too.

Which is what stopped Sora from his plan.

If Riku didn't feel that way to Sora, what would Sora do? His heart couldn't take Riku's rejection. Just couldn't take it. And wouldn't, if he didn't have to.

So Sora sat, each night, out in the hall, letting the aqua green eyed boy's music float out and taunt him.

Sora let his eyes slip shut, letting the music set in.

The pitched tone faded.

"Sora?"

Sora's eyes flew open, this would be the first time Riku caught him listening to his music.

Sora jumped to his feet. "Hello…"

"What were you doing?" Riku asked. Sora's cheeks grew red.

"I was doing nothing. Nothing at all, just sitting in the hallway." Sora stuttered. Riku gave a small smile.

"Is that right?"

"You see, I herd a beautiful tone coming from down this hall, I didn't know it was you making it." Sora blushed again. Riku smiled. Sora could have sworn he just blushed. On his life would have sworn that Riku blushed.

And at Sora's compliment. Now, now, he was getting somewhere.

"It was me. Thank you." Riku muttered. Roxas came out into the hall.

"Hello Sora." He smiled. "How are you?"

"Hi Roxas. I'm just fine, and you?" Sora smiled back.

"I'm pretty good, thanks. Um, well, I have to be off." Roxas gave a wink to Sora and started off down the hall-way.

Sora had ran his plan over with Roxas. Roxas liked the idea, but told Sora not to move to fast. He was only 10 years old, jumping into love this soon could mean a broken heart.

Perhaps right there, in the hallway, Sora could work his plan. Right then, when Riku was talking to Sora, and no one was around.

Sora took a small, unnoticed step towards Riku. One tiny step at a time, he inched closer.

"I'm parched, lets go get some dinner." Riku said, turned on his heal and walked off. Sora muttered a few dark swears and huffed his way after the boy.

He was so close!! So, so, so incredibly close. Sora plopped down on the couch in the basement where the TV was. He flicked the set on and looked at the screen.

He flicked the 'Off' button irritated and crossed his arms. He stared at the black screen for at least twenty minutes before the door opened.

"Sora?"

Riku.

"Yeah?" Sora asked trying not to sound mad.

"Good I found you, come on, dinner is ready." He said taking a step into the room.

Sora stood and walked to the door, gave a very small smiled to Riku and walked past him.

All threw dinner, Sora kept his mouth shut, besides to put food into it. He couldn't bring himself to talking, when he cleaned his plate, he took it to the kitchen sink, and went up to find an empty room to sit in.

How could have missed the chance? What was he thinking? Riku could never love him. He was just some homeless child that was saved from death in an alley. Poorer than drunk dog.

Sora buried his head in his hands and cried softly. Why couldn't he be more to Riku? More then just a boy he found down an alley. More then what he is.