The more Riku thought of it, the more he realized how close he lived to Sora. There was something useful about the huge flat, though. It was very close to Sora's, so he was able to sleep more and avoid morning traffic. He sighed as he lifted his head from the nice pillow. This day was going to be too long. He had to drive Sora through a whole range of radio interviews and TV shows and then he was going to meet up with another celebrity, Roxas Hikari. Riku didn't know too much about Sora's professional meetings. All he knew for sure that he had to arrange a meeting for the two celebrities.

He shuffled to the large mirror and started fixing his ridiculous hair that was sticking up in too many different directions.

Twenty minutes later he jogged to the celebrity's door, looking around cautiously. It was still peaceful. At six in the morning that's how it had to be. He knocked on Sora's door, bracing himself for whatever reaction. He received none. He continued knocking for a few minutes, but there was no movement. Riku sighed as he dialed Sora's number. The phone rang and rang but he didn't pick up. Riku sighed deeply, feeling already weary and stressed. He fished his spare key out of his pocket to intrude into the flat. Sora didn't give him any other choice.

When the door swung open he didn't see or hear anything weird or frightening. A suffocating feeling of worry crept up his spine but he ignored it, heading upstairs. He pushed open the door of the celebrity's bedroom and smiled in relief. Sora was fast asleep, the covers were clutched between his legs. His toned muscles were stretched on his bare back as he hugged a huge pillow, his unruly spikes hiding half of his face. He was cute, very cute, but somehow masculine. Riku swallowed and kept his thoughts around his job as he stepped closer to the bed.

"Sora…" He muttered, trying to wake him, but he didn't receive any kind of reply. "Sora." He raised his voice just a bit and placed one hand on the younger boy's warm shoulder. "Sora." He squeezed and shook his shoulder gently when the boy finally moved a bit, trying to turn away from the disturbing factor in his sleep.

"Come on, Sora. You're going to be late." Riku muttered kindly, leaning down.

"I'm almost up…" The husky voice startled him. Sora's voice was hoarse and deep. Quite sexy for a teenager's morning voice. Riku shook the thought off as he muttered:

"Come on, sleepyhead."

Sora's eyes fluttered open as he smiled a bit. Riku smiled back but he was taken aback by the sudden change of emotions. Sora gasped at the close proximity. He sat up hastily, pushing Riku away, almost throwing him on the ground from his crouching position.

"What the hell are you doing in here?!" Sora shouted, his voice filling the silent room.

"Um…" Riku tried to find his words, embarrassed and angry.

"What the fuck?!" Sora shouted. "Why the hell did you break in on me, eh? I could be naked! I could be with someone, you fuck!"

Riku gulped, his hands turning into angry fists.

"I knocked on your door several times, but I didn't receive any reply. Then I tried calling you but you didn't answer your phone. I didn't have any other choice but to use your spare key. You're supposed to be ready to leave for your Radio 1 interview, you know." He was surprised by the calm voice that happened to be his. He was raging inside. He wanted to punch that spoiled brat who was screaming at him at six in the morning. But he remained calm and gathered as he pointed at the clock on the nightstand.

"See for yourself. We should be leaving in 15 minutes if you don't want to be late from your live interview."

Sora glared at him for a while, still not moving, but Riku didn't look away.

"I'll prepare breakfast. Start dressing yourself, will you?" The older boy muttered lowly, walking out of the room.

He shuffled into the kitchen, feeling his anger boiling inside. He thought for a whole second, for a whole freaking second that Sora wasn't such a major pain. He had experience with kids, he had four sisters. Still, he didn't have any idea how to make the celebrity change his mind. It was just too hard. He poured milk into a bowl and searched for the cereals when the younger boy finally decided to show up.

"What are you doing now in my house?" His voice was still husky and angry, but Riku ignored it. He smiled kindly as he replied:

"I'm preparing your breakfast. Come on, eat up, we have to be moving."

"Just…just fuck off, okay?"

Sora barked an answer as he sat down and pulled the bowl closer. Even though he wanted to stay home and cause Riku trouble, he knew that he was going to be in so much more trouble if he hadn't shown up at an interview.

He glanced up to see the older boy typing on his phone.

"What are you doing?" He demanded, gazing into the deep blue eyes.

"Trying to find the simplest routes so that we won't be late."

"Whatever." Sora muttered as he finished his cereal and retreated upstairs. To Riku' surprise he was down and ready in seven minutes, waiting for him in the hall. The older of the two nodded curtly and they finally left the apartment.

The interviews were something that Riku detested. He found out that he was seriously offended by Sora's cute kid image. He was such a asshole towards him, he felt seriously angry when he saw those mischievous puppy eyes as he flirted with the interviewer. It didn't really help that he had to stay outside of the studio, on his feet for hours and wait. He was bored out of his mind as he watched the celebrity answer questions at the other end of a huge window as he pushed his weight from one leg to another.

To Axel: I'm painfully bored and really angry, Axel. Talk to me.

He typed a short text message for his best friend, hoping he was already awake.

From Axel: Hang in there, kid. It'll be over in a short while. What did the celebrity do now?

Riku smiled at his distraction. Axel could always put a smile on his face and he really needed it now.

He was typing a few messages to his friend to keep himself entertained when a sudden call startled him.

"Hello? Riku Grayson."
He answered his phone curtly, trying to sound professional.

"Good morning, Mr. Grayson. I'm Xaldin Arway, Sora Leonhart's chief bodyguard." This guy was protecting Sora for almost two years now.

"Good morning, Mr. Arway." He replied, sounding much warmer than a moment ago.

"I would like to inform you, Riku, that my crew has taken up the places you've indicated. I'm impressed, by the way. There's no fan over here and everything looks calm."

"Thank you." Riku smiled, realizing that Xaldin was talking about Sora's lunch with Roxas Hikari.

"We'll be there in less than an hour. He's almost done with all the interviews scheduled."

"Roger that." Xaldin smiled into the phone, Riku was sure. "This is my number, Riku. Call me when you're on your way. Is there a crowd at the radio station?"

"No, only a few girls, but no more than twenty. We can deal with them."

"Okay, Riku. Good luck."

The bodyguard hung up and Riku felt something warm inside him. He didn't receive a good word in days. Sora's grunts and swears were really tiring him.

When the boy finally stepped outside into the hallway, he looked tired and grumpy.

"Okay, I'm done. What now?" He muttered, looking straight into Riku' eyes.

"Well, now you're having lunch with Roxas Hikari. It's already arranged, I'll just have to drive you there." Riku explained kindly, feeling sorry for the tired teen.

"Great. I missed him…" Sora muttered.

"You know him?" Riku asked, in hope of a normal conversation.

"Yeah…We've known each other for a long time. We met when we were just kids and we ended up being great friends from there…" Sora mumbled as he gathered his belongings. "Are you going to be there too?"

"No, Sora. Don't worry." Riku sighed. "I told you. I'm just your personal assistant. I'll be waiting outside, probably in the car or in the lobby or something. You won't even see me. So, calm down."

His words were tired and stressed as he rubbed his temples. He really didn't want to be that hard to handle. He didn't want Sora to hate him. He wasn't making his life harder. Why couldn't he understand that?

"Okay. Sorry…" Sora muttered, feeling suddenly very guilty. "I…I didn't mean it like that…"

"I know how you meant it." Riku smiled, glancing at his watch. "Come on, we can't be late."

Sora rolled his eyes in disbelief. This guy was too much. He was too kind. It was hard to hate him or to remain angry at him. When they were back in the car, Riku started the engine and called Xaldin. Sora smiled to himself. Xaldin was a nice guy and he was lucky that he didn't have such a frustrating job as Riku. They drove past the fans that gathered around the station and Sora waved to them but they didn't stop. Riku drove him to a very posh restaurant and parked the car in the back of the building, hiding it from anyone that didn't need to know about it. They were met with two huge bodyguards and Xaldin himself who offered to guide them inside the building. He looked puzzled when he saw Riku.

"So you're his personal assistant?" He asked, trying to sound nonchalant about it.

"Oh, yeah. Roxas Hikari has one of those too." Xaldin chuckled as he guided the two boys into the restaurant. They spotted Roxas already seated at a table. He waved towards Sora, then glanced questioningly at the boy next to him. Riku didn't reply with any motion, he didn't want to make Sora angry again.

"Okay. We'll be very close so if you need anything or if something's wrong, call me, okay?" He whispered to the celebrity but he didn't pay too much attention to him.

"Yeah, yeah, okay." Sora nodded curtly as he went to the table. Riku' heart clenched as he saw the two buys hug each other happily. They both looked relieved and normal, just normal teenagers having lunch together. Sora wasn't such an asshole towards Roxas. He was beaming and laughing and joking like any person would when seeing a friend.

Riku knew he wasn't a friend of Sora's, but he definitely wasn't an enemy. He didn't want to be hated. He just wanted to do his job…

"Hey, Riku. Come here." It was Xaldin who called him over to a table that was out of Sora and Roxas's vision. "They give us lunch too. Of course, it's nothing like theirs, but the cook here is exceptional."

"Thank you." Riku smiled gratefully, realizing just how hungry he was. He sat down at the staff's table together with Roxas's bodyguards and chatted with them, trying not to think about Sora's cold behavior towards him.

When the two celebrities were finally done with their meals, they both came to the hidden booth. Their bodyguards occupied their places quickly around the building.

"Uh, Sor." Roxas asked kindly. "Who's this guy?" He pointed at Riku, smiling kindly.

"Uh…no one." Sora muttered and Riku had to struggle to plaster a nonchalant and smooth expression on his face. "Just my personal assistant."

"Oh, I see." Roxas smiled sympathetically. "I wished I had a personal assistant like you. I only just have large bodyguards"

"Why?" The younger boy mumbled in confusion.

"Well a personal assistant would make things a lot easier. And you have a friend too. Uh, what's your name again?" He smiled at Riku who was still standing there, his teeth sinking into his bottom lip.

"My name is Riku Grayson. Really nice to meet you." He answered in a standard sentence, feeling betrayed by his abilities. He was so angry, so hurt, so fucking pissed off. Sora called him "no one" and there was this complete stranger, acting nicer than he had ever tried. Riku felt a weird sting in the corner of his eyes as he breathed in heavily.

"Whatever. Don't mind him." Sora muttered, trying to lead Roxas's attention back to him. Riku sighed as he stepped out of the way, trying to remain as "no one" as he could.

When they finally settled in the car, he didn't say anything, just pulled out of the driveway. Sora kept his glance on the window, staring out of the car, obviously avoiding him. For the first time in his life, Riku felt invisible. He remembered Roxas's whispered words as they were leaving the restaurant.

Don't worry, he'll get better. He's not such a prick. He just needs time to trust you.

Riku sighed. He wanted to believe those words but he couldn't.

When they finally reached Sora's house, the younger boy jumped out of the car without a word. That was a mistake. About seven girls jumped out of nowhere, chanting his name and running toward him. Riku remained shocked for only a second before he jumped out of the car himself and ran to the other side. One girl was already clinging on him, crying words like: I flew here from Canada just to see you and you never stopped at the interview. How could you, Sora? How could you? The celebrity was shocked and obviously scared. The girls' reaction was devastating. They were touching his hair, his clothes, clutching at his neck, fingernails digging into his skin before Riku could even think about what to do.

He gripped the girl who was clinging on Sora's body with her full weight and squeezed her wrists until she cried out in pain and finally let go. Then Riku stepped in front of Sora, covering him with his own body.

"Now, girls. Everybody just calm down." He muttered lowly, his voice calm, but dangerous.

They didn't even think about leaving. One of them started snapping photos but Riku couldn't bring himself to care.

"The acts that you've committed are violation of private property and physically hurting an international star." He spoke up firmly, scaring a few of the girls. "Now, if I call the police, you'll be arrested in a foreign country. Do you know what that means? I give you a chance to leave right now, before I decide to make that call…"

"But you don't understand!" The girl, who he had already dragged away from Sora, cried out again. She tried to push Riku out of the way but he gripped her wrist again, twisting it just a bit to startle her.

"Leave." He ordered. Instinctively, he reached backwards to hold Sora's hand. The singer took it and squeezed it in fear. Riku could feel the slight tremble and he suddenly felt sorry for the younger boy again.

One of the girls held the crazy one by her hand and pulled her away. They were leaving, but Riku could hear the girls talk:

"Calm down, Selphie, calm down." They tried to calm down their screaming friend who kept shouting:

"But he's supposed to love me! He's supposed to spend time with me! He's supposed to…"

Riku turned around to check on Sora. The younger boy was trembling, shaking like a leaf. Riku took his hand and led him into his flat, locking the door immediately. He then proceeded to calm the young celebrity. He pushed the boy on the couch and gave him a glass of water.

"Sora? Can you hear me?" He called out, making sure to enunciate. "Drink the water for me, Sora." He ordered and the younger boy did as he was told. He was still trembling, his teeth hitting the glass.

"God, don't have a panic attack. Please don't have a panic attack." Riku mumbled as he crouched down and gazed into Sora's watery eyes. "It's okay, Sora. You're safe. You're safe now. They're gone. They're long gone." He mumbled as he wrapped his arms around the younger boy. "It'll be okay, Sora. I promise."

Sora relaxed into the embrace, spilling the glass of water on the couch. He hugged the older boy, hiding his face in the crook of his neck.

"I was so scared…" He mumbled against Riku' skin. "The ones…that come from a foreign country to see me…those are the craziest."

"They're gone now, though." Riku smiled as he ran his fingers through Sora's spikes in a soothing motion. He only froze when his hand trailed back to Sora's neck. The celebrity didn't protest.

"Come on…" Riku mumbled, feeling awkward; he knew that Sora was going to burst out and push him away. But he didn't. He stood up and looked at the older boy, a sheepish smile on his face.

"Thanks…for helping me out." He mumbled and Riku' heart clenched at those simple words.

"You should lie down and relax a bit." He replied, smiling

"You're probably right." Sora nodded and turned to head upstairs.

Riku sighed in relief once he glanced out of the window. No one was moving out there.

"Riku?" He heard his name called by that familiar husky voice and he turned around to see the younger boy awkwardly standing by the couch again.

"Yes, Sora?" He smiled encouragingly. Sora never really addressed him before.

"Can you…can you stay over for the night?" He mumbled, keeping his gaze glued to the carpet.

"Of course I can." Riku smiled easily, trying to sound nonchalant. He didn't want to make it awkward in any way. "I'll just get my stuff. I'll be back in five minutes, okay?"

"No." Sora mumbled. "Please, no. You can find anything you need over here. I'll lend you clothes and I have a spare toothbrush and all you could need. Just…please don't leave."

Riku smiled and nodded. The boy was genuinely terrified. He sat down on the couch and watched as the younger boy stood there, still not moving from his spot.

"I'm not going anywhere, Sora. I promise. You can go to sleep. I'll be here watching TV, I promise." He assured again and Sora nodded, an alien emotion flashing through his cheeks.

"Okay…I…I just thought…" But he didn't continue. He turned around and started walking upstairs slowly.

"Sora…" Riku called after him, realization hitting him. "Would you like me to…spend some time with you?"

"Yeah…I guess I do." Sora mumbled embarrassedly.

Riku patted the couch next to him and Sora simply threw himself there, next to him. He switched on the TV and let his head fall on Riku' shoulder as they both laughed as another great episode of Friends.

After a while Riku was sure that Sora had dozed off on him but he didn't have the heart to wake him. He ran his fingers through the untamable spikes as he whispered:

"We could be great friends, Sora…"

You see, Sora isn't a complete asshole. Just most of the time. Oh and also Roxas is kinda like Sora too in that he's a famous socialite. And also Riku's job isn't just a personal assistant it's also to be his sorta mini body guard to so that's why he's following him around.