Sky Lights

By: Shini'chi Raine

A/N: Welcome back to "Sky Lights", everyone! Thank you for all the support and stuff; I'm glad to know people are interested in reading my fanfiction. ^_^ As always, I suggest giving many, many reviews! ^.^ Questions are welcome, and if you guys are really curious about any bits and pieces that might seem like they're missing, feel free to toss me a question. O= All right, read on! (Also, apologies for taking a long time to get this out—I'm about to finish up this semester, so I've been studying a lot!)

mochiusagi– XD I figured Riku's keyblade would be easy to guess, since it's "batwing-shaped"… But, to clarify, his current keyblade is Soul Eater. =3

WARNING!! Contains SLASH a.k.a. YAOI. Don't like, don't read. I don't understand why those of you who hate SLASH tend to read these fanfictions only to flame people for it. It's stupid, if you ask me—I mean, we (those of us who write yaoi) DO warn you. ]x …'Course, this may be closer to SHOUNE-AI rather than YAOI but hey, who am I kidding? LOL.

Disclaimer: DO. NOT. OWN. Either the design or the characters or the game storyline. DO own the game to play it… lol. THIS plotline, however, is mine! So no suing me, 'kay? ;3 Read on.

Chapter 1

A soft bed with silky sheets covered him and his lover as he slowly woke from sleep. He tightened his hold on his lover, who soon opened blue, blue-colored eyes to smile brightly at him. He found himself tracing random circles along the brunette's back, who sighed against the nape of his neck. They cuddled a bit longer, and he found himself, for the first time, feeling content.

"Mmmm… Riku?"

"What is it, ---?"

"I love you."

He smiled as he weaved his fingers through the brunette's soft, soft hair, knowing why he was now content. The brunette was his light—it was funny, he realized, how much he loved the brunette in return… what bothered his dreaming self was that he could never figure out the name of his lover. Why couldn't he remember?

"I love you, too, ---."

The brunette grinned, and then licked his earlobe, gaining a soft moan from him. He smirked at the implications the brunette was indicating, flipping the younger teen over as he put his arms on either side of his head.

"Now we've established this, shall we continue our activities from the night before…?"

"Riku, you're such a per--!"

He silenced the brunette's light protest with a strong, passionate kiss, feeling his cock come to life as he felt his manhood rub lightly against his lover's own erect penis. If anything, it only turned him on more, and now he moved his hand to travel torturously slowly towards the blue-eyed boy's ever hardening nipples.

The boy moaned as their tongues fought for dominance, but he was always seme; he knew innately he would be, and the boy beneath him to be uke. However, that didn't stop him from enjoying the uke position on occasion—however, right now he wished to be seme, and he refused to back down.

His hand having found the boy's hardened nipple, he pulled away from their deep kiss as he began to splay light kisses down the boy's chin to his neck to the nape until his mouth finally found the erect nipple. Grinning against it, he began to lick it and tease it, playing around with it with his tongue and from time to time nibbling upon it.

The boy would often wiggle and rub their cocks together as he did this, and Riku knew that he was doing a rather excellent job of turning the boy on, creating pleasure only he, Riku, could give to this deliciously sexy boy. He really needed to know this guy's name—


The alarm clock's constant beeping shook him out of his dream, and Riku groaned as he realized he had, yet again, another problem. When would these dreams end? Perhaps they weren't even dreams; maybe they were memories of the past—somehow, he knew that the latter was the correct assumption. He slammed his hand down on his clock to shut its irritating beeping noise off, and up he got.

3:37 am.

Kami, would he ever get the proper amount of sleep!? Shaking his head, he once again went through his usual early morning routine, donning his usual dark outfit as he took hold of his blade. When this peculiar request was finished, he'd probably be running to be on time to school again; this request came with a rather unusual client, but he took them as they came. Besides, the guy paid well.

4:02 am.

Time to work.

He chewed as quickly as he could on the piece of honey-slathered toast he'd grabbed when he'd finally come home from work, quickly changing into his school's uniform at a speed that was inhuman. He did an once-over on his sword before grabbing a brush to comb through his hair. Placing Soul Eater on its designated place, he grabbed his backpack as he quite literally ran out the door.

7:48 am.

Dammit, he was going to be so late! Hopping on his bike as he adjusted his helmet, he revved the engine and took off, driving at a speed that was sure to get everyone, including himself, killed, but Riku didn't worry about that. For the time being, he just needed to get to school… get through the mob… and try to survive a gratefully normal day.

Oh yeah, wasn't that new transfer student coming today?

"RIKU!!!" Kairi called him over with a sing-song voice, grinning as she waved at him madly.

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

He grunted as another student slammed into him (another student rushing to get to class on time) and managed to weave through the crazy mass of excited students; apparently, the new transfer student was quite the looker.

…Joy.

It was all the school needed: another boy idol. Radiant Garden High had definitely gone off the deep end. What was with all this crazy gathering of good-looking guys anyway? There were so many fan girls here in this damn school (and fan boys) he was quite perturbed about why the school's principal was so…

Speaking of which…

"Have you guys managed to get a glimpse of the new guy?"

His group of friends all froze, and under different circumstances he would have smirked at them, but considering the question he'd ask, he frowned instead.

"Well?"

"Uh, well, Riku, you see—"

He growled as he narrowed his eyes at them. Of all of them, Roxas was the one who looked the most nervous—as well as being the most pale. Axel looked grumpier than usual, though Riku could tell he was trying to sooth his lover as best he could.

"Dammit, guys, tell me if you saw him or not! It was just a simple question!" he barked at them, getting angrier as they delayed answering him. Finally, Namine answered softly.

"We've seen him, Riku. But, it's best for you not to see him at all…"

"Why?"

"It's in your best interest, little brother~"

Xenohart's voice cutting through their conversation startled him and he whipped around, hand clenching at a sword that was not currently with him.

"Xenohart."

"Riku, take care not to see him—after all, you're not ready…" Xenohart's voice drifted on silently as he walked by, a smirk on his face and yet, a rarely seen emotion of concern in his eyes. What Riku couldn't figure out was why everyone was telling him to avoid seeing the new kid. Did that mean that those blanks in his memories from the past involved the new guy somehow? Was that why he was having those strange dreams recently? He'd never told anyone about his dreams about the beautiful brunette boy he was in love with; he knew for a fact he was in love with him, because he had never felt the same thing for anyone else his entire life.

He unclenched his fist as he sighed, rubbing a hand through his hair. "So, basically, how long am I suppose to, ah, avoid this guy I've never seen or even know?"

"For as long as you can, Riku," came Roxas' quiet voice. Roxas was usually the cold, indifferent member of their little group, only showing emotion when he was with Axel, who was the quite literally Roxas' opposite in personality. Axel, being more outgoing and cheerful, was strangely subdued and staring off in space.

As for the twins Kairi and Namine, the two were being rather meticulous about the whole thing. They were whispering to each other just under their breaths, though Riku wouldn't be surprised if the two only had to mouth what they were saying and they'd understand. Frustrated, he glanced as his watch.

8:40 am.

Knowing the reason his friends had sat out here rather than in the auditorium where the main event was, Riku could only glower at them. The morning ceremony for the new transfer student was almost done, according to the time, which meant that classes would finally start, and the day could get a move on from this tension that was going through the air with him and his friends. Seriously, it was frustrating, irritating… everything else that was in the same category.

There's the bell. Finally.

His eyes scanned the crowd relentlessly, not stopping until he'd double-checked, triple-checked, and quadruple-checked the crowd. No, he wasn't here! That meant—ah, they were trying to hide him. But if they kept trying to "protect" him, nothing would come of it. He knew that his dreams were already starting, and that he needed to meet him!!! Why were they trying so hard to keep him away? If this kept going, he would drown in darkness and despair. When he had finally tracked him here at Radiant Garden High, it was all he could do not to strangle his twin brother from hiding this information from him. That his brother was going to the same school as him… He narrowed his eyes, knowing that his brother had probably managed to hide away everything with a lot of help from the twins and the annoying red-head.

Seriously, they didn't know the whole story!

He finally spotted silver hair and, at first, he almost jumped with joy, until he saw who it really was. Eyes wide, he managed to hide his gasp. No wonder they all thought he was the one who was wrong—him! Xenohart… Xenohart had probably brainwashed all of them. After all, he ruled this school. Great. Just, great. This was the last thing he needed…

Roxy shouldn't have… wait. Axel and Roxy used to be buddies with Xenohart until something had happened between them… as the school president finished his speech about how wonderful it was to have a transfer student for the first time in a long time and so on and so forth, he found himself being asked to step up and say a few words.

"Ah—sure. I'm sorry, I was a little distracted. The school is wonderful, Mr. Principal." He thanked the principal as he stepped up to the podium. He continued to scan the crowd, ever searching, before he took a deep breath.

"Hi, guys! I know, I know, the principal already said it: I'm the first transfer student in like forever, right? Well, guys… here I am! Dunno what else you guys would want from me, I'm pretty much like you: stuck here to study and get screamed at by teachers!"

The crowd of eager students laughed, just as he expected. Some of the teachers even looked amused, while others seemed slightly offended. He shrugged; it was the truth. As he stepped down from the podium, he glanced at his watch. The ceremony was just about over, meaning the school would be its regular schedule.

Eh, there's the bell…

He filed out of the auditorium with the rest of the students, already being bombarded by girls and guys, questions practically flying out of their mouths. He could only sigh as he took on the task of answering as many questions that he could. All he honestly wanted to do was to look through his schedule and begin, as he'd dubbed it, the "hunt". He needed to desperately find him… otherwise, things on the other side would get really bad that even he, the Keyblade Master, would even be hard put to keep things in an "orderly fashion", as an old friend of his would say.

I hope school is over soon… I can't take this anymore…

The day flew by rather quickly, and before he knew it, he was getting ready to head back home. Riku stretched as the bell rang for the last class to end, waving nonchalantly at his friends as he stepped outside the classroom. Of course, the last thing Riku was expecting was to see the transfer student, not to mention he needed to get home and get changed to get to his job.

But, well, even if he tried, Riku probably wouldn't have been able to avoid meeting the transfer student; it was bound to happen at some point, anyway, right? Well, when his settled and took in the transfer student—for Riku just knew it was the transfer student, mainly because of his uncanny resemblance to Roxas—he couldn't help but stare.

No, this was impossible.

It… couldn't be, could it!?

The transfer student smiled brightly, that familiar smile that he saw only in his dreams… this guy was supposed to be only in his dreams. The name… his name… It was on the tip of his tongue. He knew this guy's name. Had always known it, but had always denied knowing that he'd known it, so when he dreamed, he pretended to never remember.

"…Riku. I finally found you."

"…Sora…"

End of Chapter 1.

A/N: Okay, slightly shorter than I wanted it, but I figured I should get this out there anyways, since I'm sure you guys were on the edge of your seats holding your breath and waiting for… ah, what the heck. Well, anyways, merry early Christmas! This was for you guys before my finals came up. Eeek! x;;