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'How could I? I think I could have possibility ruined the best friendship I've ever had, well could have had forever. I never thought I'd be the one running, especially from Sora. I don't even know why I did that. Such sudden impulses like that from me? I don't even think I know myself anymore.' Riku started to slow his steps from his dash away from Sora's house. He looked up noticing that he had unconsciously ran toward the sea, the beach. So many memories laid here in the sand. Riku sat down on the warmed sand of the setting sun staring at the waves pull tiny grains of people's memories into the ocean to wash away. Then it hit him. He didn't want his memories with Sora to wash away, not like those of other people. Sora was sacred to him, always as been as a friend and maybe, just maybe, something else. 'I have to go back… eventually…' He took a deep breath, the warm humid air felt just as heavy as his heart and mind. 'I promised Sora I wouldn't leave him alone this weekend… no matter what. I have to go back, AH… But how?' Then he felt a slight rumble from his pants and pulled out his phone that read "1 NEW MESSAGE."

"Riku, I just want you to know that you were never supposed to read that." One simple sentence filled with words that for some reason shot through his heart like a bow and arrow. Why was Riku upset about the fact that Sora didn't want him to know? Wasn't it he who an hour ago was scared shitless at the words his friend had written? Wasn't it he who had decided to run away from the situation rather than stay and face the truth? He couldn't understand it. Only hours ago, he was looking into the face of what seemed to be a fire-breathing dragon with the potential to ruin a life-long friendship. Now? Now something else was racing through his head, screaming unheard of thoughts into his mind, making him think otherwise. Maybe he did love… wait, wait, back up, how did Sora know he read the diary in the first place?

"Beach. 5 minutes," was Riku's only reply.

After receiving Riku's text, Sora's heart gave a sudden thump. All the thinking he had done while he gave Riku space was catching up to him. Although somehow Riku being the one needing space was something completely new. It's not that he didn't understand his need for space… Well, in a way he didn't since Riku was the one that had kissed him after all… but there were plenty of times when Riku would be shunned by Sora just because of his need for space. For fresh air. For something out of the ordinary. His thoughts continued as he began contemplating exactly what to say to Riku. Everything he could think of seemed like it would only make the already delicate situation worse and Riku's friendship was just not something he was willing to risk. Gently, Sora then slipped his shoes on and picked his diary up from off his desk. 'Heh,' Sora thought to himself as a plan came to his mind. 'Riku was never very good at hiding things.' With that, he pocketed the diary for the trip to the beach and began walking. The warm breeze weaved in and out of his spiky brown hair and danced swiftly across his cheeks. As he took in a deep breath of the humid sea air, he couldn't help but feel his heart sink. As he rounded the last corner before reaching the beach, he could already see Riku's silver hair and creamy body. This was it.

Sora's foot prints slid into the sand as he made his way toward the edge of the water where Riku was sitting. Riku could hear his friend's steps coming closer and closer. Here Sora came, his best friend, the person who right now was completely occupying his mind in every way possible, and now not just as a friend, but as something else. Riku hadn't even begun to understand or rightly know what he was going to do or say to Sora. He wasn't even sure if things were gonna be okay. He just wasn't sure and he didn't really like that uncertainty. He had to tell that to Sora. He had to figure out just what exactly this meant, what they were to each other, and if Riku was even gay to begin with. That's when the slight swish of the sand that indicated Sora's slow movements toward him stopped.

"Riku…" before he could ask anything, Riku interrupted his train of thought.

"Hey Sora. Pop a squat. I think we should talk." Riku's eyes never left the waves of the water. He concentrated, concentrated hard on each grain of sand one by one, watching them being pulled into the ocean. Sora could tell he was trying hard to avoid an awkward situation and walked around in front of Riku, breaking his concentration, forcing him to look up.

"YOU DID… DID THAT… TO ME FOR A REASON!" Sora Shouted.

'Yeah Sora, clearly there are a lot of things I'd apparently like to do to you, but that reason you' re looking for, I'm not so sure of myself." Riku just started to lower his eyes from Sora's face.

"RIKU!"

'Oh god my name,' Riku could feel the throbbing pain from before suddenly bust its way back through Riku's groin. Sora couldn't stand Riku's ignorance and bent down to his knees in front of Riku in a sudden rush, causing Riku to finally make complete eye contact.

"Don't… don't Joke with me Riii-" and suddenly almost as if déjà vu hit Sora, once again he couldn't finish his sentence. Pressure upon his lips, pressure from Riku's lips prevented him from saying another word.

This time however, Sora took advantage of Riku's lips brushing up against his. He began to lean into the kiss, lips becoming harder, his tongue brushing against Riku's lower lip, practically begging to let him in. After a few seconds of tracing his best friends lips, Riku finally gave in and slowly opened his mouth. As soon as Sora's hot tongue met his, he gasped at the new feeling flowing over his body. Sora couldn't even begin to comprehend what was going through Riku's head at the moment, because to be honest, not even Riku could do that.

The kiss seemed to freeze time and in Sora's eyes, it was only him and Riku. Riku and him. Finally. Soon however, the teens experienced an extreme desperation for oxygen and pulled apart, gasping for breath. Taking this moment to his advantage, Sora slowly pulled away completely and stood up, leaving Riku sitting in the sand, a look of utter shock creeping across his face along with a fluorescent blush.

"You never were very good at hiding things Riku." Sora pulled the near forgotten diary from his pocket and threw it onto Riku's lap. "Usually the contents of my backpack don't get dumped on my desk by themselves, you know," and with that, Sora turned around and started to walk back to his house, a smirk that only he could see plastered across his face accompanied by a hearty chuckle.

'What the… was, was I just denied?! Me… by Sora? This can't… can't be right,' Riku couldn't even begin to gather his thoughts. What had just happened? Riku finally took the initiative to map uncharted territory, well uncharted territory to him. Apparently these thoughts have possessed the mind of his best friend for a while now, from what Riku could remember, from his sudden realization earlier that day. Should he open the diary, now in his possession, again to see exactly how far back his friend's feelings were realized? 'I thought… maybe this was… what he was looking for…' Riku could only remember fragments of random diary entries and a line in particular.

"I want my best friend to fuck me every time I see him."

'I have to be right… that's what he wanted… what the fuck is going on… I was only giving him that… what he wanted… I'm his best friend… why else would he write that… WHAT THE FUCK…' Riku started to squeeze the diary in his hands, his eyes still wide and scanning every inch of the cover of the book, as if some magic fairy was going to appear in the wrinkles of the top and tell him exactly what he wanted to hear.

"Riku…"

'Ah, SHIT,' Riku blinked his eyes looking at the book, no fairy in sight, but he had heard something, someone erotically painful calling his name.

"Riku, what are you doing?"

"Sora… I thought… what… you…" Riku started to turn his head and twist himself in the sand. He had to check. Were his ears and the sudden familiar pain in his pants lying to him? No, never. This pain was the one he only received around one person when they called his name, which was happening a lot more recently, allowing for Riku to recognize it. There was Sora. He was standing there almost at the end of the beach, on the other side toward the town. His butt clearly visible and his head turned ever so slightly to see his face where a smile stood calling Riku's name.

"Riku are you coming? I thought we were spending the night at my house?"

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