Part II

Disclaimer : Sora, Riku, etc. belongs to Square Enix whom also own bishies like Cloud and Leon that we fans like to slash like crazy. If only I was Tetsuya Nomura... sigh.
Sora liked talking, in fact, he was Destiny Islands' local chatterbox. (It ran in his family, people said; after all, Sora's mother has the highest phone bill in the entire peninsula.) It is an iron law that whenever one is at least a one foot radius from the boy, there must be conversation. There was only one exception to that, and that was Riku.

"No Riku," Sora pouted, this wasn't his idea of a fun-filled day. It was even worse; it was Riku's idea of a fun-filled day. Which meant Sora suffering and Riku ordering him around like a slave master. Sora sometimes wondered why he was Riku's (only) friend.

"Sora, sweetie!" Riku's mother called out, gracefully skipping toward the little boy. "I made cookies today, and you know how Riku doesn't like my cooking." With a wink, and a glare at her son, she handed Sora a basket full freshly baked Macademia cookies and skipped away; she made sure to smack Riku on the head with her elbow as she turned away.

Riku rubbed the bump on his head, how dare that woman leave a mark on his perfect skin! Who cares if she gave birth to him, Riku was still fuming angry. Unfortunately, like all spoiled children, Riku took his frustations out on the closest being in the proximity; Sora.

Riku raised his hand, attempting to smack the basket (and cookies) into the sand. Sora, luckily, had sharp instincts that alerted him when sugary concoctions were in danger and easily evaded that assasination attempt. Taking joy in Riku's sour face, Sora snickered around his cookie.

"You don't have to be so jealous, Mama's Boy." Riku glared at him. Strike One.

Sora gave him thoughtful look as he grabbed for another cookie, his left hand supported the bottom of the basket. "What? She still mad at you for ruining her 50,000 munny dress when you played 'Dress Up' ?" Sora giggled again, remembering Riku's shocked look when his mother walked in on him trying to "hide the evidence" of his heinous crimes by super-gluing Sora to the banister and getting the dog to eat the dress.

Those were the good times.

For Riku, that was one of the blackest times of his life. On that day, he discovered why (and how) his father was whipped and practically feared his mother. Riku sniffed, he never knew what had become of his precious poodle.

"You made such a pretty girl, Ri-ku," Sora smiled, accentuating the syllables of Riku's name which, inevitably, showered Riku's face with half-chewed cookie crumbs. Riku twitched. Strike Two.

Just then, Selphie decided to make her presence known. With that, she tackled Riku to the ground with a banshee shriek before casually rising up to give Sora a gentle hug around the neck. Laying in the scalding hot sand, Riku wondered what heinous sins he'd committed in his past life to be so tortured in this life. If it wasn't for Selphie's usually loud and bubbly screech, Riku would have spent the entire day listing out possible crimes instead of cursing Sora to the infinity power.

"Thank you Sora for the pictures!! I never knew Riku is like that! I mean, he's pretty and all, but that just opened new doors and--" Selphie stopped when she felt a tingle through her spine. An evil aura filled the area, stopping Sora from his gorging feast and hesitantly, both brunettes turned toward the source. "R-Riku?" Selphie stared at the effeminate boy turned Satan. Riku raised his head, his stare penetrating everything.

He pointed a sharp finger toward his right. "Go, Selphie," Riku all but growled. Selphie obliged quite willingly while Sora started to tip toe away from the enraged silver head. Riku had had it.

Strike Three. That was the last straw.

"Bad Dog!" Riku yelled, flashing our a small silver remote from his beach shorts and pressed the big pink button. Sora jerked, the basket flying out of his hands and the half-eaten cookies flew from his mouth as he was shocked by thousands of volts.

Both the basket of cookies and the half-eaten gruel landed on Riku.

It was a win-win scenario for both the slightly toasted Sora and the icky mushy Riku.

Score.

As for what Sora was saying "no" to... I'll leave that up for your imagination.

o.o

Get your mind out of the gutters, now!