Okay, here goes with chapter 2. It's quite a bit longer than the first one...But...I still think it goes kind of slow, but, it's getting to the good part. And although I didn't get many reviews, at least I know that it's liked by someone. But anyways, I was pleased with the way it sounded when I typed it up and made the corrections...So, here comes chapter 2. Enojoy:DD
Sora stumbled down the shoreline, making his way to their spot. He had promised Riku a surprise, and although it wasn't much, it was two sea salt ice creams. Their favorite. But as he arrived, Sora observed that Riku was nowhere in sight, so he decided to wait. He sat on the tree, licking the drops of his melting ice cream off of his hand.
"Uh-oh. I hope Riku gets here soon, or his ice cream might melt…" He was disappointed that Riku hadn't arrived on time. He swung his feet with the breeze, listening to the waves, humming a light tune to himself.
"Boo!" All of the sudden, he came face to face, nearly nose to nose with a nice pair of Turquoise eyes. "GAAAACK!" Sora nearly flipped backwards off his previously undisturbed spot on the tree branch. Riku grabbed Sora's wrist, to prevent him from his oncoming demise. After they resituated themselves, Riku teased, "You shoulda seen the look of horror in your eyes!" Pulling Sora towards him by his wrist, which he still clutched onto, he took the thoughtful ice cream and dabbed it on Sora's nose. "What? Did you think I was going to kiss you?!" He made a kissing gesture towards the brown haired boy.
"W-what?!" Sora felt the furnace below his skin ignite. "Why would I think that?!" He cried, lowering his head to hide the shameful blush. Riku chuckled, almost scoffing, "I'm only joking with you….So-ra-kun." He wiped the ice cream of the tip of Sora's nose with his thumb. Sora pushed the larger boy away angrily, rubbing the tip of nose in a rough fashion with his sleeve. "Besides, I would never kiss you, anyways." He flashed another one of those smiles, sending a chill down Sora's spine.
Riku lapped the melted ice cream running down his forearm. "But, anyways…thanks for the ice cream." He gave Sora a gentler, more realistic smile. "Don't worry about it…" Sora said, sucking on the now bare Popsicle stick. "No really," Riku patted his head, "That was nice." Sora smiled to himself.
Their feet hung over the side of the tree branch, while Sora and Riku relaxed in the shade. "So….Do you…do you miss Kairi much?" Asked Riku, semi-casually.
"Mhmm." The brunette nodded.
"Well…at least we have each other." But as soon as the words slipped out, Riku regretted the way they sounded. "I mean…Like…umm…at least we're not completely by…ourselves. Like…we…we have each others company!" He felt his cheeks slightly darken. Why was he getting so flustered? Glancing over from the corner of his eye, Riku noticed that the brown locks were facing the ocean. Sora thought nothing strange of Riku's comment. Riku relaxed. The boy nodded, still looking out over the sea, absent minded. "I know what you mean." Sora confirmed, looking down, remembering the day she had left.
"Looks like it's gonna rain…" Riku had a tone in his voice that caused Sora to tear away from his muses. He turned to look at the older boy, "Yeah, I guess…is something wrong?" Sora could smell the approaching rain in the air, as grey clouds began coating the sky.
"Huh? Oh…Well nothing really. I guess I just don't like the rain much…" He trailed off casually, but again, Sora could sense something was wrong. 'Fear?' Sora asked himself… 'Is Riku afraid?' Sora had never seen Riku as a vulnerable person with fears, but now it all played together. "Riku...?" He began, "Are you….scared?" Riku turned his head, and two sets of blue orbs locked. The look in his eyes read intimidation. This frightened Sora. Had Riku never spoken with someone about his fear of rain? How silly. "No." He finally replied, "It's just…" He paused. "I just……it's stupid."
"No!" Sora was taken aback by the tone in his own voice and was confused as to why he cared so much. "I mean…I won't think so."
"It makes me feel…sad….and lonely. And the thunder…it frightens me. And…well…while most kids can run to their parents and sleep in the shelter of their arms……I can't. I'm alone." His eyes met Sora's with the most trusting, most vulnerable tinge to them that it was almost unfair. He flashed a weak and shameful smile. All Sora could do was nod. "I understand." He soothed, meeting Riku's smile with a stronger, more confident one.
"Well, you better get home and snuggle up in your bed." suggested Riku, jumping down into the sand. "I mean…before the rain comes. Looks like it'll be a bad storm." He held out his hand, helping Sora down from the tree as well.
"Bye bye!" Said Sora, waving, as they began to walk towards their houses.
"Hey Riku," began Sora, suddenly stopping. Riku looked back over his shoulder to meet Sora's concerned gaze, "Anytime…I mean…like…if…." He looked down at his feet, feeling his cheeks began to heat, "The storm…" Sora continued, getting a hold of his anxiety, "If it ever frightens you…feel free to come to my house." He finished with a large, toothy grin, signaling Riku a thumbs-up.
The silver haired boy stood there for a moment, looking down at the sand. Just as the silence had settled in on Sora, Riku looked up. He smiled one of those close-eyed smiles, one that came from the real Riku. And Sora loved it when he smiled like that.
"Okay." Was all the boy said before turning back around, with the flick of his wrist. Thunder grumbled ominously overhead.
'okay…?' Sora thought to himself as sheets of cool water pelted him. He twisted the knob all the way to the right, until the water was off.
"O…..kay…" He repeated, hardly aloud. And Riku's sweet smile…..why could he not forget it?
The sound of water sliding off his brown locks and the rough clatter of rain were the only sounds that could be heard, then the screech of the shower curtain as he pulled it aside. A boy materialized before his eyes. "ACCCCCCCCKKK!" Sora felt his heart skip a beat, as he fell forward, out of the tub. To his astonishment, the bathroom boy reached out, grabbing Sora's arm, just in the knick of time.
After a moment, Sora opened his eyes. "Cute butt."
The naked boy blinked as the voice registered in his mind. "RIKU!" He cried, bolting upright, as he did everything in his power to cover what had gone unseen (which wasn't much). The boy with silver hair let out a big, appreciative laugh, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY BATHROOM?!...wait…What are you doing in my house?" Cried Sora, still attempting to shield his exposed body.
Riku's expressions quickly dropped, along with his eyes. "Remember what you said to me earlier…?"
Sora thought back to the previous events of that day, thunder contently rolled overhead…'if it ever frightens you…' then…. 'okay.'
That must've been what he was talking about. "Oh…" Sora looked up, with a soft tinge in his eyes. "Well…could you at least go wait somewhere that's…not in here?" Riku chuckled lightly. "Can do." He said with one of those smiles that made Sora cringe on the spot. He turned casually, with a small wave, and just before the door closed behind him, Riku looked back over his shoulder. "You might want to put something on."
Sora blinked, looking down at his uncovered skin, once again, his cheeks enflamed as he slammed the door and tore a towel off the rack in almost one motion.
