Authors little tid-bit thingy: Chapter 2 isn't very long actually the shortest one that I've written so far (Especially considering this is only chapter freakin' 2, ne?) but nonetheless, I like this one. I hope you will too. It was fun when it happened and it was fun to write.


Okay- now it was just getting annoying. But if Sora was having a good time, then Riku would grin and bear it all. He turned his head and pretended not to notice that his left hand had been completely taken over.

Sora laughed as if he was having the time of his life and, from the sound of it, he really was. He encompassed Riku's hand and was busying himself with it. Lifting fingers, wrapping fabric, tying knots, wrapping more, tying more.

Riku could barely move his hand anymore as he heaved a long sigh trying to wiggle his fingers.

"What are you doing?" He finally murmured, bringing his free hand upward to support his chin.

"Wait." Sora instructed patting the back of Riku's captive hand. "I'm almost done."

"Sora," Riku groaned a few minutes later, "I can't feel my fingers."

"Okaaaaaaay . . . aaaaannnnnddd DONE!!"

Sora cheered as he presented the finished product to the other boy humming the Final Fantasy victory music. Riku lifted his hand up to take a look at whatever the hell it was that his friend had turned his hand into.

His hand was tied up in what looked like hundreds of thin strips of leather. The strands were intricately intertwined with each one of his fingers. In reality there were only ten strips, maybe fifteen tops.

"What is it?" he asked unsure what to think of it at all. Everything was crissed and crossed in every direction, making a wild-looking net thing-a-ma-jig.

Sora was silent as he played with what he'd done with Riku's hand. He fidgeted with the dangling strings before taking a few and pulling them upward, making Riku's fingers rise accordingly.

"I think I could put on a show like this." Sora chirped, "What do you think?"

Riku sighed shaking his head and taking his hand back as his own. "You . . ." He began untying the lose knots and unweaving the braids binding his hand, "You're hopeless." He quickly became frustrated with the entanglement as he only seemed to make everything tighter.

"Here." Sora smiled taking Riku's hand into his own, "I'll help you get it off."


Author's ending little tid-bit thingy: So, How was it? Short, sweet, straight to the point? Anyway, even if people don't read this, I'll still keep posting I've still got a few more of these stories up my sleeve, and more are sure to come, so- stay tuned!