AN: So I realized that the first chapter has like a bunch of spelling mistakes… so poo on that… ignore them…. But yeah, here is the second chapter… prepare yourself for a few Orgy XIII members showing up…

The brunette stared for a while at the muscular boy who stood looking down on him, silhouetted by the stage lights. He felt his mouth drop down slightly as he gazed into the glistening turquoise eyes of the silver-haired teen.

"I… What?"

"Sora, will you go out with me?"

"I don't know… what to say… I… I don't think I'm gay."

Sora closed his eyes quickly in consternation. But maybe you are, Sora. You did think about how he felt about you and you imagined him nake—

"You think? What do you mean you think? Shouldn't you know?" Riku placed a finger under Sora's chin and moved it up to look eye-to-eye with himself. Sora opened his eyes, "How can you resist these ridiculously good looks?"

Sora felt a shiver creep up his spine as he stared into those deep, seafoam eyes shining with charisma.

"I…I…"

"Sora means 'Yes', he will go out with you." Roxas stood; hand on hip, staring at the two boys as he had since Riku had walked up. He waved Riku out of the way and moved in front of Sora. Kneeling, Roxas took up Sora's hands into his own and looked up into the brunette's flushed face.

"Don't let this opportunity pass you by. Don't be unsure about your sexual orientation and just go for it," Roxas looked up at Riku meaningfully, then leaned close to Sora's ear, "Plus, he's a major hottie."

"He is… isn't he?" Sora whispered to himself, "Maybe…"

Roxas stood and pulled Sora up by the hands. Sora continued to stare dazedly at nothing. Roxas moved aside and pushed Sora gently into the older teen's strong arms. Sora laid his head against Riku's chest and breathed in, thinking. Then, the brunette looked up, into the eyes of his future beloved, and grinned.

"I think I will go out with you, Riku."

Riku led Sora by the hand into the café which the older boy frequented.

In his other hand Sora held a gym bag decorated with fanciful crown designs. Inside the bag was stuffed the brunette's leotard, ribbon, and all of the hair products necessary to keep the boy's hair gravity-defying. The bag bounced along on Sora's hip as the two made their way toward the counter. A sandy-blonde stood leisurely behind the counter, a playful smile on his lips.

"Hey Riku!" the boy, who Sora could now see had a mullet, looked up cheerfully and waved energetically, "The usual?"

"Not today, Demyx. I have a guest with me," Riku held open his arm and showed the blonde the nervous looking Sora behind him, " Demyx, meet Sora."

"Heya!" The blonde laid himself across the counter and reached out his hand for Sora to shake. Sora shook it hesitantly and smiled politely at the boy. As the blonde withdrew his hand he grinned, "Looks like he's a little scared to be here, Riku."

Riku turned and smiled reassuringly at the brunette, who blushed slightly. The silver-haired teen turned around and looked at the mullet-headed boy.

"I think we are going to sit in my usual spot. Would you bring us some lattes in a bit, please?" Riku looked back at the brunette, "Is that ok, Sora?"

The brunette nodded vehemently, not wanting to be a nuisance to the older boy.

"Sure thing, Riku," Demyx grinned, "I'll have those ready in just a sec."

The booths in the café were surprisingly comfortable. Sora nestled into the cushion and faced Riku, who winked flirtatiously at the brunette as he settled himself into the seat. Sora couldn't help notice the light that streamed in from the window glistening softly on the boy's gleaming silver hair.

"So," Riku fiddled with a packet of artificial sweetener as he spoke, "…rhythmic gymnastics, eh?"

"I…" Sora's face reddened. He had been teased since elementary school for doing such a "girly" sport and he was afraid Riku would think it was weird too, "It wasn't my idea… I-I was scouted."

"Scouted… by whom?" Riku laid his chin on his palm and gazed at the brunette. The boy's face changed from slight nervousness to utter fear as he stared horror-stricken over Riku's head.

"Coach Lexaeus…" Sora muttered dumbly.

Riku turned around in the booth and saw a large, small-headed man leering over him at Sora. Demyx stood, confusedly behind the man.

"Come on, Sora. We're leaving."

Sora stood, terror in his eyes, quickly bowed to Riku without a word and moved over to the man. The man put a huge, possessive hand on Sora's shoulder and steered him out of the café.

Riku sat in that booth for a while, staring at the glass door of the café. It was then that he noticed Sora's gym bag sitting, forgotten, on the seat across from him.