DISCLAIMER: Hi. My name is Dragon. I own Kingdom Hearts. -runs from police-

Woohoo for eternities before the next update:D Please don't be angry with me… I know I've disappointed quite a few readers because of my lack of updates. I'm so sorry! But here! To make it up to you all, a nice, long chapter:) Okay… so all my chapters are long. But still! It's a pretty great deal of effort that I put into this chapter, so I think it's pretty worthy of forgiveness for my laziness, huh? Pleeeeeaaaase?

Anyway, while you ponder on the many, many, many reasons why I deserve your forgiveness (lol), here's the chapter— enjoy! Oh, and watch for mistakes in spelling, punctuation, grammar, etc. for me. I'd love it if someone told me so I could fix it. :)

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Chapter 3 - Nightmares Bring Us Closer

After another minute or so of pushing, pulling, and sighing, he gave up.

Fine. If everything was against him having his way, then fine! He wasn't angry, but he was annoyed, and in his annoyance, he shifted lower so that he neck to face with Sora and pulled even closer if possible.

A shudder ran up and down his spine as Sora buried his face in his neck, his breath tickling the sensitive skin there.

Riku took a deep breath. He'd sleep now. In the comfort of the arms of his Sora, he would sleep.

His? Riku smiled. His. That sounded nice…

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Chapter 4 - The Heat of a Sunday Afternoon

"No!" Riku shot up in the bed, panting. He ignored the loud thump against the hard, wooden floor and the small squeak of surprise that came with it.

His blood coursed through his veins, his heart pounded, and his head beat in rhythm with the aching organ in his chest.

What. The. Hell… Was that.

He crossed his legs on the soft mattress and leaned his head in his hands.

That dream… since when was he one to have a dream like that!?

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Riku moaned— the feeling of his hands running across a warm, bare chest, resting against the figure's thighs as he spread their legs wide.

He hissed when the body pressed flush against his chest, wanting more contact with him. Riku panted and his arms encircled the body, holding it tightly to him while his face buried itself into the soft neck of his lover. He slid his hands down their back, gently cupping the smooth underside of the other body.

He continued kissing and sucking the tender skin in between the shoulder and the neck, all the while pressing himself closer.

The body below him wrapped it's long legs around his waist and moaned Riku's name, scraping dull fingernails against his back.

This caused pleasure to well up inside of Riku. Oh how perfectly this petite frame molded into his.

As he continued his caresses, he softly nipped at the warm skin, and moaned loudly when the body underneath him began rocking slowly against him. He couldn't take it. He wanted this now.

"Sora…"

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That dream… Oh, that damned dream. If only he could just—

"Riku, what's wrong with you? Pushing me off the bed like that…"

Riku looked up to see a half naked Sora rising from the floor and rubbing his head. A yawn escaped the boy and Riku yearned to jump him right then and there.

But he refrained.

Sora stretched— much to Riku's displeasure, for the sight of Sora's muscles expanding and rippling gently under his tan skin was becoming to much for him— and scratched his stomach. "I thought I was the one who was supposed to be having nightmares." He gave his best friend a lopsided, sleepy grin.

Riku looked away to hide the blush. "Yeah, well, there's no rule saying I can't have 'em either."

Nightmare. Was that really what he wanted to categorize it as?

He took a deep breath. Yes. Definitely yes. Last night was a mistake. So what if he had minor feelings for the boy, he wouldn't let that go any farther than it's gone already. He would lock up the thoughts, cravings, and affections that involved Sora and he'd never let them roam freely through his mind again.

He hoped.

"Ri-ku…?"

Riku blinked. He saw Sora's palm waving back and forth in front of his face.

Sora cocked his head to the side slightly. Maybe the dream was getting to him. He smirked. "Know what? I'm thinking you should see a therapist like I did. Maybe you'll be put on some medication too. And then we'll both have to suffer." He laughed quietly.

Riku rolled his eyes. Sora's cheerful attitude this morning was enough to get him to relax a little.

"Why are you laughing Sora? It's too early. And your jokes aren't that funny." He ended that with a yawn.

Sora huffed and leaned back, now sitting with his legs tucked underneath him and his hands between his thighs. "Someone's a little cranky today. And by the way Riku…" He pointed to the alarm clock beside his bed.

Riku turned to look and his eyes nearly widened.

3:42... In the after noon…

"Sora, tell me your alarm's off by a few hours."

Sora shrugged and slid off the bed. "I'd love to, but it'd be a lie."

Riku slumped in his spot. So not only did he have a naughty dream about Sora, but he also slept well into the day. He sighed and leaned back against the headboard.

Great.

"Hey Riku, I'm gonna go take a quick shower, okay? Just go downstairs and tell my mom you spent the night, she'll make you some breakfast… erm, lunch." He let out a quick laugh and walked out of the room, leaving Riku to himself.

Riku grunted in frustration. Okay, fine. He'll just… pretend like nothing happened.

Ugh! Was Sora an idiot? How could he be so calm!? Just last night he kissed him, touched him, held him, and, yes, flirted with him.

Riku was practically shaking. In a brusque, but clumsy, manner, he jumped off the bed ad headed downstairs.

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Kanoko stood chopping carrots at the counter beside the sink. To her right stood the stove and a big pot atop the largest coil. To her left was, of course, the sink, as well as a large basket of freshly picked vegetables from the small backyard garden. In it was a variety of purple-tinted onions, average-sized cloves of garlic, a few bell peppers, some carrots, potatoes, and what looked to be parsley.

Riku smiled, hearing the familiar voice hum softly. He loved this woman. Sure, she wasn't his mother, but she was as good as any. He loved his own mother, but Sora's was very lively, whereas his own was… quiet.

He stepped up to the breakfast nook in the center of the small, clean kitchen and pulled out a chair.

"Morning, Riku, dear. Sleep well?"

Riku barely made it on the stool as she said that. He nearly fell off with surprise.

"H-how'd you know it was me?"

She set the knife down and turned to face him, smiling brightly. "My son scrapes the chair against the ground. You're the only one who picks it up," she motioned with her hands, "and sets it back down." Kanoko giggled at him.

Riku grinned softly. Looking down, he noticed he was still in nothing but his boxers. He blushed.

Kanoko took notice and raised an eyebrow.

"U-umm, I spent the night last night. I-it was late, and I… I got locked out, so—"

Her laughter interrupted his shame-filled stuttering. "I know."

Riku's hear cocked towards her in astonishment. "You… do?"

She nodded and clapped her hands together in apparent pleasure. "Yep! I walked in earlier this afternoon to see what Sora was doing, and I saw you two cuddled up together." She brought her hands to her face and looked at the ceiling. "Oh it was lovely. You held him so close and he looked so peaceful!"

Riku's face heated with every syllable. He was sure she'd be having to clean up the blood eventually— this afternoon did nothing more but call for an explosion.

Kanoko continued in delight. "And the covers were off, so I had to come in and put them back on, you know. So when I did, I was barely refraining myself from squealing the living daylights out of the two of you!"

Riku's breathing was becoming labored. Would it be rude to tell her to shut up?

He sighed inwardly. Yes… probably would be.

"Your arms were all the way around him and you could barely see his face! He was holding on pretty tightly from the looks of it." She nodded and placed her hands on her hips. "But you know, Riku…"

Riku swallowed the heavy lump in his throat as he listened to her say this with such a mischievous tone. "Y-y-yeah?"

"I couldn't help but notice the little blush on your face as you slept." Her tone and expression immediately changed as she launched herself at the younger boy. "I just wanted to eat you up! It was precious…!"

Riku held on to the counter as the woman smothered him. This couldn't get more awkward.

"Mom, you just saw him yesterday, god…" Sora laughed as he entered the warm room.

Okay… just did.

"So what's for lunch?"

Kanoko released Riku and grinned at her son. "Morning, honey. And I'm making dinner now. It's almost four." She turned to Riku. "Will you be staying?"

Riku looked to Sora for an answer. He'd already spent the entire day with him yesterday and last night. Would dinner be too much? And he did have his own family to eat with after all.

Sora smiled and nodded, dragging out a chair to sit next to Riku.

Riku cringed as the stool scraped against the tiles. Kanoko was right.

Sora leaned forward on the counter. He hadn't eaten anything since dinner the other night. He was starving. "Mom, can I at least make a sandwich?"

Kanoko resumed her carrot chopping and shook her head. "If you're hungry, eat something light. I'm making stew tonight, and you'd be spoiling it." She grabbed a carrot from her side and tossed it to Sora. "Eat up!" She smiled.

Sora glared at his mother, then at the carrot. He sighed. "I hate carrots." And he took a bite.

Riku watched him with an equivocal smile. He was definitely cute sometimes…

B-but… anyone would admit that…

Heaving another sigh, he looked back at Kanoko. That conversation earlier… he prayed she'd let it stay between just the two of them.

"By the way, you two should go get ready."

Sora stopped his munching and looked at her questioningly.

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"Riku!"

"Coming, coming, hold on!"

Sora tapped his foot impatiently against the warm concrete sidewalk leading from their house. Sora's mother had called the amusement park this morning and reserved two passes for them.

But if Riku didn't hurry up, the passes would most likely expire before they even left the neighborhood.

"Urgh… Riku! Hurry up! What could you be—"

"Man, Sora, calm down. You're acting like this is our last time going to the park." Riku emerged from the doorway.

And Sora couldn't help but stare.

What the hell was he wearing?

Riku noticed the attention and held back a blush, grinning wickedly at the brunette. "See something you like?"

Sora raised his eyebrows. "I see something." His eyes skimmed over Riku's clothes. "But definitely not enough of that something."

"Umm… what do you mean?" His stomach twisted unpleasantly. Maybe this was a bad idea. Maybe he should have just dressed normally. Why did he even agree to wear something like this?

"I think that four year old boy we see down at the beach wears clothes the same size." He laughed.

Riku couldn't stop the blush that surfaced. "If you don't like it, fine! But don't blame me, blame you're mother!" He turned around and stormed back in. He knew it. His instincts were almost always right. And this time, he should've followed them.

Sora's laughter faded. "My… mom? Wait, Riku!" He ran in after him. What did he mean his mother?

"Oh, good to see you, Sora, dear. Hand me that scarf over there."

Sora tilted his head. "Mom, what are you doing?"

Kanoko smiled prettily. "Could you get Riku, please? He seems to have closed himself up in your room."

Sora scratched the back of his neck. Did she make Riku wear those clothes? But more importantly, why?

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Sora curled his fingers into his palm and readied himself for knocking.

But the door opened before he had the chance, and an anger-piqued Riku stood before him. At least his new attire was less… flagrant.

He wore simple jeans with a hole or two near his kneecap and a pale blue t-shirt.

Sora blushed in embarrassment. Riku was blushing too.

"Uh, about earlier. I didn't mean to—"

"Can we just go to the park?" He snapped.

Sora eyed him and then looked down. Why was Riku so snippy today? He seemed to be bouncing from bad mood to good mood at completely random times. Maybe Sora did something? Maybe last night had a bigger effect on him that he thought. What about the nightmare?

Riku looked down at Sora's downcast head. He did it again. Made Sora upset. But it was Sora's own fault this time, for making fun of the way he dressed. But then again, looking back on the outfit… it was pretty disastrous. Well, lesson learned: don't trust Kanoko's suggestions regarding clothing.

He sighed for the billionth time that afternoon. Before he could stop himself, he grabbed Sora's shoulders and pulled him close, sliding his arms down around his back and burying his face in the younger boy's hair, completing the embrace.

This again… Didn't he forget about these feelings?

Apparently not.

Sora yelped in surprise as his body came in contact with Riku's warm one. Again? Riku was becoming very intimate.

Sora didn't protest however. It was kind of nice actually, much like last night. And Riku smelled good.

"Sora?"

"Yeah?"

"Sorry for being such a bastard today." He chuckled impassively.

Sora closed his eyes and wound his arms around Riku's waist. "You should be."

Riku tensed, then laughed. "You're supposed to say, 'It's okay, Riku, I'll forgive you. I always forgive you.'"

Sora grinned. "Says who?"

Riku brought his hands down to Sora's sides and pulled back. "Me, of course."

Sora looked up at him, his aquamarine eyes shining. A funny feeling rose in the pit of his stomach. For a passing second, he briefly thought it might be because of hunger. But it was kind of… different. Unusual.

Riku, on the other hand, was thinking about absolutely nothing. He was lost. Completely lost in Sora's cerulean eyes. Without thinking, he stepped closer to him.

Sora detected this movement and immediately felt heat rush over him. He stepped away and towards the stairs. "Come on Riku, first one at the park get's the loser to buy him cotton candy." He stuck his tongue out and dashed down the steps.

Riku leaned back against the doorframe and ran his fingers through his silver hair.

That was dangerous.

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Sora slumped as he walked past the endless crowds of people. Looking behind him, he saw Riku moving very slowly. The damn guy was at least five yards away!

Sora turned and walked towards Riku.

Riku paused mid-step. "What?"

"Whaddaya mean what? You're slow. Really slow. Hurry it up, it's almost sundown! And I still haven't gotten my cotton candy, Riku." Sora folded his arms over his chest.

Riku smirked. "Okay, how about, who ever loses at…" He looked around for a game, then spotted one involving water pistols and a clown's head painted on a plastic board. "…that, has to buy the cotton candy and got on the winner's choice of rides."

Sora frowned. He was never good at game where you had to aim. But he nodded anyway. "I guess…"

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"The Ferris Wheel!"

Riku grumbled as the brunette led the way across the quickly dimming amusement park. Looks like his aim was worse than he thought.

Sora noticed the downtrodden atmosphere surrounding his best friend. "Cheer up, Riku. If it makes you feel better, it was all pure luck on my part. I suck at carnival games. Ask anyone!" He laughed.

Riku rolled his eyes. "Yeah, yeah. That's what they all say."

"'They' being?"

Riku chuckled and mussed up his hair. "Let's hurry up. The Ferris Wheel won't be worth riding after the sun goes down. They're letting off fireworks, too." He stuck his hands in his pockets and briskly made way to the giant ride.

Sora nodded and picked off another section of his cotton candy as he followed the older boy. "Riku."

"Yeah?"

"Come here a second."

Riku stopped and turned around, making a muffled sound as something soft and light entered his mouth. "Mmph…!"

"Good, huh?" Sora laughed softly, patting Riku on the shoulder. "And there's plenty more where that came from."

Riku licked his lips. "Yeah, but you're paying for the dentist's bill."

It was Sora's turn to roll his eyes. "Seriously? It was one bite. Be a man, Riku."

Riku cocked an eyebrow. He reached down and grabbed a large chunk of feathery candy and pushed it through the unknowing boy's lips. And to make sure he kept it in, he held his fingers at his mouth, and smirked.

Sora's eyes widened as a large amount of cotton candy entered his mouth. It melted pretty quickly, but it was enough to get his eyes to water.

"Be a man, Sora."

At the sound of his laughter, Sora grinned wickedly and bit down on the finger still at his lips.

Riku jerked the tender finger back. "What was that for?"

"The ride's waiting." He smiled innocently and walked past him.

Riku looked down at his finger and blushed. It was still kind of wet from touching Sora's lips and teeth.

Maybe…

He lifted the finger to his face, tempted beyond all means to taste it. The blush spread wider across his features and he wiped it quickly against his chest.

No. That was enough.

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"Two please." Said the monotonous voice of the worker. She looked positively bored out of her mind standing there with the bright orange and yellow box fastened neatly around her neck. Her dark hair was tied back in a loose braid and she smacked her gum over and over again as the people passed by.

Riku took two tickets from his pocket and slipped them into the slot in the center of the box. He smiled briefly at the girl and headed up the steps to the empty cage with Sora, but not before missing the small blush that danced across her cheeks.

He mentally grinned— he still had that charm.

Taking a seat, Riku examined the cage. "Hey, Sora—" Opposite him was a large man, apparently confused. He gazed at Riku in an unnerving manner.

Too much charm, he supposed.

Slightly panicked now, he looked to the door in search of Sora.

Sora nudged the man beside him. "Hey, move— I'm trying to… ugh…!"

"Sora!"

Sora looked up into the cage where Riku stood and extended his hand. Sora grinned nervously, and pushed through the crowd. "Coming, Riku…"

Said boy glanced quickly at the man sitting across from him, eyeing Riku's body wickedly. Taking a deep breath, he walked over to the man, grabbed his arm, and led him to the door.

"H-hey, what're you—"

In that swift push, the man stumbled out of the cage, causing the crowd to disperse slightly.

Sora took this chance and moved towards the cage, up the steps, and in he went.

Riku fell back onto his seat as the cage door closed shut with a hiss, and he laughed merrily. "That was amazing!"

Sora grinned and sat in the seat across from him. "Yeah, at least you made it in."

Riku waved his hand at him. The Ferris Wheel jerked lightly and began to move. "So did you."

"Whatever." He said, rolling his eyes.

Riku smiled and looked out of the cage walls as the Wheel turned. The amusement park lights were already lit. The park wasn't very big at all. Actually, it was quite small. It had this Ferris Wheel, a few roller coasters, some small games, a little lake, and a food court. It probably took up a little less than half the island though.

"Riku, look."

He turned to his friend. "At?"

"It's raining."

Riku looked back out into the park. "Well whaddaya know…"

Sora's squeak brought his attention back to the boy. "What now?"

Sora shuddered and covered his head with his hands. "The roof on this side has a slit in it. I'm getting all wet." He laughed.

Riku leaned forward.

Yep. There was definitely a cut along the roof.

His heart leapt. Maybe this was fate telling them that they should be sitting together…

Might as well.

"Hey, Sora?"

"Yeah?" He swat another droplet of rainwater from his hair.

"I know the cage isn't that big, but you're welcome to sit next to me." He looked down at his lap, afraid to look the boy in the eye. What was wrong with him!? Why was he so scared? The worse he could do was decline; it was a friendly gesture, that was all. It's not like he—

"Is that okay?"

Riku looked up at Sora's bright blue eyes. He was serious!

His stomach twisted pleasantly. "Y-yeah. It's fine." He scooted over as far as the wall would let him. "Uh, there's not much room though…"

The cage was small, as he had said earlier. On opposite sides, there were two small benches meant to fit one person each. Even thought Riku and Sora were thin, the bench still left no room for the two of them to sit comfortably.

"We'll squeeze."

Riku laughed yet again. "We'll try."

Sora stood, panicking slightly as the cage tilted to hold his weight. With a few clumsy movements, he grabbed onto Riku's knee for balance.

Riku felt his skin burn. It felt as though small, molten hot needles were being pricked in and out of his skin where Sora held on.

"Okay, get ready to squeeze, Riku." Sora smiled down at him, then turned around and slid into the seat.

Torture.

Plain torture was what this was…

"Woohoo! We did it. This isn't so bad." Sora laughed, ignoring the new warmth pressing against his side.

Sora had made it in, but that caused them to be insanely close. If one placed anything living in between their hips at this moment, it would die of lack of oxygen. That was how close they were. And believe it or not, the warmth down there made him kind of cold up top.

He shuddered.

Sora looked up at him with his innocent blue orbs. "You cold?"

"Uh, just a little."

Sora raised his brows and grinned. "For once you're the one who's cold and not me. What brought this on?" He giggled to himself.

Riku rolled his eyes. Sora was getting cocky.

He tensed up completely as he felt Sora chain their arms together his warm body lean into his own. He snapped his head down to look at the younger boy.

Sora looked out of the cage at the lights below and blushed fiercely. "Just returning the favor from last night."

Riku forced even breaths to come out, but it was becoming difficult. "Th-thanks."

"Uh-huh."

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Two minutes.

Two damn minutes had passed and they were stuck at the top of the Ferris wheel. Two minutes that seemed like two million years. And Sora was still clinging on to Riku's arm and leaning against him. If anyone saw this now, they'd have problems doubting they were a couple.

Riku sighed heavily.

"You think fireworks can go up in rain?"

He started. "Er, yeah. Probably can. I don't think the weather's gonna stop them. Otherwise we'd be moving again."

Sora nodded and looked up at him, his chin now on Riku's shoulder. "Right… when do you think they'll start 'em?"

Riku's gaze left his beautiful eyes and traveled down to his lips. He was receiving mental slaps and punches a hundred times per second, but he couldn't look away. "Dunno. Maybe another minute or so."

Sora sighed and closed his eyes. "If they don't hurry, I'll be asleep during the fireworks."

Riku smiled. Though his face was calm, his heart was threatening to explode out of his chest. "Go ahead. I'll wake you up."

Eyes still closed, Sora grinned. "No you won't, you big liar. You said the same thing last year. And the year before that."

Riku laughed softly, the huskiness in his voice barely noticeable. "This time I promise."

"Uh-huh. I'm sure."

Riku leaned his head down until they bumped foreheads.

Sora's eyes opened. He blushed. Riku's sea green eyes were penetrating his. He could feel his warm breath on his nose. What was going on?

"Sora, I—"

A blast of light followed by a loud boom echoed through the sky. Sora jumped in his seat, hitting his nose against Riku's. "The fireworks." He whispered, dazed.

Riku panted softly and pressed his face barely a centimeter closer. "You didn't miss them this time."

"Yeah…"

Another bright light surrounded them, colors of blue, red, and green danced across their faces. But neither Sora nor Riku saw them.

Sora's clutch on Riku's arm tightened as their breaths mingled. "Riku… I—"

In a flurry of nervousness, anxiety, excitement, and emotion, Riku took control and pressed his lips to the younger boy's; not to softly, but not to roughly either. The feel of Sora's soft, tender mouth against his was too much to take in and Riku felt lightheaded.

But as quickly as the kiss had begun, it had ended. Sora pulled away, shocked and red-faced. He panted and leaned away from Riku. His eyes were wide and searching the older boy's frantically, wanting an answer for what just happened.

But Riku's eyes held no answer that Sora would have liked; just passion, wanting, and regret.

Sora stumbled out of the seat and sat back against the bench opposite of Riku, leaning closely to the wall of the cage and peering out, not daring to make eye contact.

That was his first kiss. Riku had probably kissed a million other girls before this, but Sora never had kissed anyone— aside from his mother.

But that didn't count.

And now, his first kiss was taken away by his best friend, a boy at that. And Sora felt… uneasy about it. He was confused. Why did Riku kiss him? Why did Riku act so strangely lately. And… why did Sora's heart jump when Riku finally leaned down and captured his lips? Sora's breathing was labored. He felt sick to his stomach, and the smell of rain and summer's heat wasn't making it any better.

Riku's heart pounded and his blood rushed from his face. He felt sick. He just kissed his best friend; scared him away… What now? The kiss was more than he'd imagined it to be, and, for the second and a half that it lasted, he was more happy than he'd ever been.

But now…

Hands shaking and throat closing up, Riku looked away from the boy and up at the sky. He saw no fireworks, no color, no happiness.

Just darkness.

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AHA! So it's true. Riku does in fact have naughty dreams about our favorite brunette. And that dream scene… yeah, torture to write, let me tell you. lol. I guess I'm just one of those people who have to have a steamy scene or two in their stories, but take all the courage they can get to write it. Heh… that's great, isn't it? And let me just say, I absolutely adore Sora's mother. Her character is coming out perfectly!

Poor Riku though, huh? He's so sad! But here you go— a kiss. Poor Sora, too. It was his very first kiss and he's so confused about it. Well, no one should worry. They won't hate each other. It'll just be awkward between them now, and there will be some avoiding going on. lol.

Lastly, I hope you're all happy to see that there isn't much of a cliffhanger this time. :)

Hey… you guys want to know something kind of scary? As you all (hopefully) know, I was never a big fan of boy x boy pairings. But after actually experiencing what it's like to write one, and hearing/reading from you guys that it's not half bad, I think I'm really starting to get into it. And this means the chapters are going to get better and better. Because, in the past few chapters, I wasn't as into the yaoi thing as I am now. Keep in mind, however, I still don't love the idea of it, but I'm much less against it now:D And writing it even give me butterflies in my stomach like normal pairings usually do!

Well, that paragraph was pretty pointless, eh? lol. Anyway, I'm immensely happy with the reviews. Thank you all so much! I've decided to only reply to a few, and the ones I'm not replying to aren't going to be in the author's note. It saves some space for the actual chapter. Don't you hate finding that the chapter is incredibly long, and then scrolling down to see that almost half of it is all review replies? I know it bothers me when I'm reading fanfiction, so I'm guessing it might bother you too?

Simply Hated - Oh brother… lol. What help? You read it and tell me you're sick afterwards. That's not help. lol. Oh well, I hope you liked this one. :P
Dualism - -cries- I love you and your reviews! And trust me, redundancy is fine; I'm happy getting these confidence boosts every once in a while. lol. It makes me feel like my writing is special. …so now I feel bad. You write such wonderful reviews and I honestly don't know what to write back! How about a million 'thank you's?
Riku-Rocks - Thank you very much. I'll agree with you on that one. It's not that I hate it, I just get tired of reading 'love at first sight' stories, where they get together in chapter two… lol. Please review again!
ASKInfinity - I'm trying to… but school's back again. lol. Just goes to show how bad I am at keeping track of time. Thank you for the sincere wishes and the reply!
happy as rain - That's what I was going for; true-to-life. It's coming along pretty good, I think. I'm glad you're catching on as well!

Thanks again! And please review some more for me! Oh, and constructive criticism and grammar comments are always very helpful.

Dragon