AN: Well, since the last chapter did not bode well with some of you, I am updating this quickly. I know I said I would wait for 10 reviews, but 9 is just as good. Besides, I could never keep to that kind of thing anyway. So rebecca2200, don't worry, I won't become one of those people. I love my fans too much for that.

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I think you guys will really enjoy this chapter. Really. -Evil/Perverted smile- You shall see why, and believe me this is going to come up later so look for it in later chapters. Enjoy!

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My parents were really pissed that I came home so late. I obviously couldn't tell them why, so I told them some bullshit story about drama club running late. I could tell they didn't believe it, but luckily they still said yes to Sora coming over tomorrow night.

Larxene found me after dinner, listening to some music in my room. I took the buds out of my ears and fixed her with a steady gaze, inviting whatever she had to say.

"Wanna tell me why you were really late, Riku?" she said, leaning against the doorframe. Not demanding, not angry, just…curious I guess. It made me almost want to tell her.

"No, not particularly," I said, shrugging my shoulders. She continued staring at me, as if she could get the answer from my face.

"Was it something to do with Sora?"

I frowned. "Not really," I answered truthfully. "It was just a…thing, and it's really none of your business."

We both were still for a while, just staring at each other, waiting for the other to crack. I wanted her to go away so badly, because I knew that if she kept pressing it I would probably end up telling her everything.

Luckily, she changed the subject…sort of.

"So, Sora's coming over tomorrow?"

I nodded. "Yep, he is."

"You sure that's such a good idea, Ri?"

I frowned at her. "What do you mean?"

She sighed. "You know what I mean. He may be your friend, Riku, and I know you want to spend time with him, but it's not fair to you to be around him so often. You're just hurting yourself."

"So what?" I snapped, sitting up. "It's my life; I can choose to hurt myself if I want to. He was my friend first, and I'm not going to give that up no matter how much I can't have him." I pulled my knees up to my chest and rested my chin on them.

Larxene crossed the room and sat down next to me, wrapping and arm around my shoulders. I abandoned my grip on my knees to wrap my arms around her neck, laying my head on her shoulder. She was stroking my back soothingly like when we were little kids and I used to get upset.

"You can cry if you want," Larxene said, "I won't tell anyone."

I smiled. "That's okay, Larx, I don't think that'll be necessary. Besides, I know you hate it when people depend on you."

She made a small noise of agreement, rubbing her hand in a small circle on my back in a sort of massage. We sat there for a while in companionable silence. I didn't realize I had fallen asleep until I was being jolted awake by Larxene laying me down on my bed.

"Shhh, mom and dad are already asleep," she whispered. I sat up, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes.

"How long was I asleep?" I asked groggily. Larxene shrugged.

"A couple hours. Go back to sleep, Ri." She ruffled my already-rumpled hair affectionately and stood up. "Don't wake me up, okay?" I smiled as she left, flicking off the light. She had been saying that to me for years.

When I was little I used to get frightened of the dark easily and I would often go into her room, in effect waking her up as well. I knew that deep down she didn't mind, but I also knew that it had annoyed her to no end when she couldn't get enough sleep.

I glanced over at my digital clock; 12:09 AM. Not too late, but…there didn't seem to be much reason to stay awake at this point.

Before I laid down I snuck a peek out the window, at Sora's house. All the windows were dark, which wasn't a surprise, but the curtains to Sora's bedroom were open.

There wasn't much to see, but it was nice to look into his room and know he was sleeping peacefully. It made me feel warm inside to know he was comfortable and safe. With a small sigh, I drew the curtains back and threw myself back onto my bed, falling asleep in a matter of minutes.

I awoke to the sound of yelling from downstairs. Groaning, I pulled a pillow over my head and tried to ignore it. Lately, my parents had been fighting a lot more often. Usually, my dad would leave early to avoid my mom before she woke up, but apparently he hadn't been able to get away fast enough today.

Giving up on going back to sleep, I finally slipped out of bed just as the back door slammed shut. That meant my dad had finally left and, as per usual, I could hear the faintly muffled sounds of my mom crying in what she assumed to be a quiet manner. Note to self: Avoid the kitchen.

It's not that I don't love my mom, and that I don't want to comfort her, but if I go down there all that's going to happen is she's going to yell at me for something that isn't my fault, and I'm going to yell back and we'll both be in a bad mood today. Best just to leave it alone.

I snuck over to Larxene's room, where she was sitting at her computer doing some homework.

"They wake you up too?" she said, facing me. I nodded and sat down on her bed.

"They really went at each other today. I think I might have heard something break." Neither of us said it, but we were both thinking it. That one word that every kid hates to hear: Divorce.

"I think mom left," Larxene said, turning back to her computer. "Go make something to eat, I'm starving." I would protest, but it really is better for me to make meals. Larxene can't cook to save her life.

I ended up cleaning the house today. I knew my sister would never do it, being the slob she was, and I thought that maybe if mom and dad came home to a clean house they might be in a good mood and may not jump down each other's throats. Not to mention Sora was coming over and, even though he'd seen my house a million times I wanted it to be nice.

The house wasn't the only thing I wanted to look nice. I took a shower and put on my nicest jeans and blue tank top. It wasn't much, but it was nice enough to pass for decent.

When he arrived, I think I had a mini panic-attack. I couldn't help but notice how utterly weird that was since, even though he was my current love-interest, he was my best friend. He'd slept over tons of times. I didn't need to freak out so much.

I took a deep breath to calm myself and opened the door, where Sora and a small green bag stood. He grinned and I think my knees might have buckled. I'd forgotten he could do that to me.

Luckily, I managed to stay on my feet and ushered him inside. Though I'd said we would do homework, both of us knew that had been a lie. We played games and ate pizza Larxene had ordered for us all night.

My parents came home at separate times and, to my great relief, avoided each other and didn't start yelling. I don't think I could have lived it down if Sora had had to be a witness to my family's drama.

Sora was yawning loudly and losing just about every game before I decided sleep would be a good idea. We laid out a sleeping bag on the floor of my bedroom and laid on opposite sides. Sora was out like a light, but I…I couldn't seem to feel sleepy.

My body was definitely over-aware of Sora's body next to mine. In the beginning, there was a lot of space between us but, somehow, we ended up shifting so much that our backs were to each other. We were so close that I could smell the scent that was so purely him that I loved and I couldn't get enough.

I could feel myself reacting to it and tried to quash it. Getting a hard-on right next to my completely straight friend would not do at all. If he woke up…he'd probably never speak to me again.

I started to rub myself through my boxers, trying to release some of the tension I felt, but it was hopeless. As long as Sora was there, so close to me and yet he might as well be miles away, this wouldn't go away.

He shifted against my back and I felt a zing go through me. I groaned. Some God up there must hate me. There was no torture worse than this.

I heard a moan behind me and looked around. Sora's eyes were still closed, and he seemed to still be asleep, but he looked…uncomfortable. I soon found the reason why when he shifted slightly, giving me an unobstructed view of the front of his body. My eyes widened when I found the tent on the front of his pajama pants.

I bit my lip thoughtfully. This could definitely be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. It would be a shame to waste it. I reached out to touch Sora's sleeping form, but then he shifted back on his side and I jerked my hand away, startled. What was I thinking? I couldn't do that! If he woke up, that would be way too hard to explain. No, no, it was a completely bad idea.

I had just thought I should probably go to the bathroom when Sora started to not only moan but to thrust shallowly in his sleep. I let out a little whimper at this and felt my resolve melting. That was almost like an invitation.

Carefully, I settled myself behind my best friend in a spoon and, slowly so I wouldn't wake him up, stuck my hand down his pants and began to stroke him.

The result was more shocking than I had thought. I was good, apparently, because he let out a loud groan and thrust upwards into my hand. I managed to hold in any noise I might have made and gently placed my other hand over his mouth to muffle his sounds. It wouldn't do to have my parents or Larxene wake up and find this.

I continued stroking, alternating between rough and gentle, marveling at the different sounds I could make him do with each. Maybe there was something to what Tidus had said, because Sora definitely seemed to be enjoying it. I couldn't help but grin at that.

I had my nose buried in his hair so I could get as much of that intoxicating smell as humanly possible. Just that and the feel of him under my hand, not to mention all the sounds he was making muffled under my hand, was enough to push me over the edge as he came with a cry that luckily wasn't too loud. Myself, I had to bite my tongue to keep quiet as dizzying orgasm overtook me.

Once my mind returned to me, I quickly pulled my hand out of his pants and sat back. I had to go to the bathroom and clean this up. But before I could stand up, something tugged on the collar of my t-shirt.

I looked down and my eyes widened when I saw Sora looking at me through half-lidded eyes.

"S-Sora…I-I, uhm…this isn't what it…that is to say…" I didn't get a chance to finish my stammered explanation, because he was tugging me down towards him.

My heart was pounding in my throat. What was he going to do? I wouldn't blame him if he was going to scream at me. I just prayed nobody would wake up and I could avoid the complete and total embarrassment. I squeezed my eyes shut and prepared for the worst.

But the telling-off I was expecting never came. Instead, a pair of soft lips on mine was all I felt. My eyes flew open, surprised, but by the time they had Sora's head had fallen back on the pillow and he was snoring softly.

I was stunned for a minute, and then I scrambled up and went to the bathroom, locking it behind me. I washed my hands quickly, suppressing the urge to taste the white liquid on my hands. When I was done, I slid to the floor and tried to process what had just happened.

I had just jerked off my best friend. That's what had happened. I would never forget this experience, not as long as I lived. I was just really lucky he didn't wake up.

I lifted my fingers to my lips. I know he was half-asleep when he did it, but…he kissed me. He kissed me.

So…what did that mean?