Really sorry about the delay, I worked as hard as I can, but I've been finding myself doing homework and studying every day. So, uhh…time for writing has been limited and hard to find. But I really wanted to work on this chapter, it was annoying me every day that I could not so, here I am, working on chapter eight out of frustration for not writing.
Now that I'm done with my rambling….xD
Also—the song Kairi was singing is copywrited to Michelle Branch. Forgot about that x3
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Fake a Smile
Chapter Eight
Light shined in through the open window, which was partially blocked from the blinds, which made gentle clicking sounds as wind blew into the room. A sleeping form was curled up a ball-like shape, way under the covers, as if it was a safe haven for his body to hide from the outside world. Or in this case, the morning light he knew would come when he went to sleep the night before. He was tangled in between the sheet and comforter, which he slept with even though it was summer, with his love of being as warm as he could.
The door opened slightly, and a head popped into the room. "Of course he's not up," Roxas said, and then opened the door all the way. "When does Sora ever wake up on time?"
Inwardly sighing, Roxas walked over to the bed where his brother was laying. "Sora," he whispered his twin's name, in hopes he would wake up. To no avail, Sora did not wake up, but Roxas was used to this. It felt just like yesterday that he was waking Sora up for the last day of school, and Sora thought Roxas was chocolate and tried to eat him.
Roxas could not help but laugh as he remembered that morning, and then remembering that was the day Riku returned. His laugh faded out and a smile was worn over his lips.
That day was a definite miracle.
Roxas sat down next to his brother's curled up form. He attempted to untangle his brother and the sheets, but did not succeed. Instead, he laid down next to Sora, cuddling up to him. "You're so distant with me," he whispered. Closing his eyes, he sighed, before speaking again. "I really wish I could do something to help."
"Muffinnnnn," Sora mumbled in his sleep.
Laughing slightly, Roxas looked at his brother. "Is food all you ever dream of?" Remembering the last day of last school year, when Roxas woke up Sora and to be mistaken as chocolate by Sora.
"It's almost funny since you hardly eat anything, and you always talk about food in your sleep," Roxas ruffled at his twin's hair a bit. At his touch, Sora stirred a bit in his sleep.
"Five more minutes," the sleeping brother whined and burrowed his head into his pillow that had his legs curled over it as well.
"Sorry, Sora," Roxas pulled the covers down a little bit more. "It's time to get up."
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"Are you going to take a shower, Sora?" Maiko asked a she walked up the stairs to see Sora carrying a towel in his arms. He stood in the hallways, with only his boxers covering his extremely tanned skin.
"Y-yeah," he rubbed his eyes.
"Then I'll leave your breakfast on the table for you. I have to go to work early," she came to the top of the stairs.
"Okay," Sora scratched the back of his head. "See you later 'kaa-san."
The teen waved his hand loosely at his mom and started his walk to the bathroom.
"Please be sure to eat breakfast this morning," Maiko's lips frowned a bit; her voice was full of concern.
"I'll eat if I'm hungry," he kept walking.
"Sora," she called out his voice.
Stopping his pace, Sora turned around to his mother. "I'll eat, don't worry," and with that he walked into his bathroom, and shut the door behind him.
"Oh, Sora," Maiko whispered, before walking back down the stairs.
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With the door now closed behind him, Sora slumped his back down on the door, closing his eyes and taking in a deep breath. The wood was cool on his bare back.
A sigh escaped from his lips. "I don't mean to hurt you like that 'kaa-san."
Without anything else to think of, he pushed himself off the door. Sora tossed the deep-red colored towel he held in his hands onto the counter.
A bang was heard from the door, and quickly followed by another one. "Sora, it's 7:30, so hurry up!" Roxas called in.
"I'll be out in a few minutes," Sora replied, reaching over to the water handles of the shower.
"Okay," Roxas spoke through the other side of the door. "I'll bring your stuff downstairs."
"Thanks," Sora had the water running now, and kept switching between cold and warm until he found a comforting temperature in the middle.
Now having the water comfortable, and the fact that it was half-past seven, Sora rubbed his eyes, mentally apologizing to his mother. 'I can't eat with this rushed time,' Sora took a hold of the hem of his boxers and slid them off to the bottom of his feet. Unraveling his feet from the boxers, he picked them up and tossed them to the hamper by the sink.
The blue-eyed male took one step into the shower, and then stepped his other foot in so that his whole body was now getting covered with warm, soothing water, closing the shower door behind him. As the water poured from the shower head onto his body, he sighed and relaxed. He ran his fingers through his hair, to soak it with the water.
He reached over for the shampoo and squirted some into his hand, and then did the same with the shampoo, rubbing them together in his hand. Scrubbing the combination of the shampoo and conditioner, Sora quickly washed his hair and rinsed out the soap.
With his hair clean, Sora quickly put some soap all over his dark-tan skin, rinsing if off just as quickly as he put it on. Finished with his quick—extremely—quick shower, Sora turned the water handles inward, turning the water off.
The brunette slid the door open and stepped onto the mat outside his shower, drying his feet off on there while reaching across the room for his red towel, trying to not get the floor wet at the same time.
But, being the sort-of klutzy person he is, Sora tripped over the mat and fell and landed on the corner of the counter-top, hitting his head in the exact spot where he had a bruise from when the volleyball slammed onto his head.
A loud BANG! then an even louder noise of a huge THUD! was heard.
Roxas, who was biting on a piece of toast, looked towards the stairs from his kitchen—the sound definitely raised a frightened curiosity.
"That doesn't sound good," he mumbled before getting up from his seat and running toward the stairs.
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A strident knock was echoed through the rooms of the Murakimi house. Riku stood at the front door, his hair partially wet with the wet strands of hair sticking to the skin on his neck and face. He stood there in front of the doorway, in semi-tight jeans that cut low at his hips and a tight, dark lavender shirt that had rips and tears scattered across it. Under the rips and tears was a beige-colored shirt, which he wore under his violet shirt.
Riku was about to knock again with no reply, but then a voice called out from within the seemingly abandoned house. "Hold on!" the voice called out.
Nodding in reply, even though no one was around to see him, Riku pulled down at the ankles of his pants. He had ordered the new style of jeans from an online store, but did not realize how tight they were—and he did not mean his ankles.
Finally, a click of locks being unlocked was heard and the door was opened. Looking into the door, Riku saw Roxas and smiled gently. "Morning," he spoke through the screen door. "Did I wake you guys up?"
"No, we've been up since seven," Roxas opened the screen door. "But you did catch us in a rather interesting moment."
"What do you mean?" Riku stepped inside.
"IT HURTS!" a whine was heard from the other side of the house.
Recognizing the voice, Riku kicked off his shoes, slipping easily out of them since they were Vans, and ran to the kitchen to where Sora sat on the floor. He was in the center of the room, with an ice pack on top his head, his knees up, and his hands clinging tightly onto his ankles and wincing in pain.
"What happened?" Riku ran over to Sora and looked down at the ice pack.
"I fell and hit my head!" Sora gripped tighter onto his ankles. "It hurts!" he bit at his lip to hold back the tears.
Not knowing what to say, Riku kneeled down next to his friend and removed the ice pack gently, only to have Sora whimper out "Ow!"
"I'm not going to hurt you, Sora-kun," Riku managed to get the ice pack off his head and now looked at his forehead to see the bruise from yesterday, but now bigger, redder, and extremely swollen. "How did you do this?"
"I slipped when I came out of the shower," the brunette's grip on his ankles was getting tighter and tighter.
'Shower?' Riku thought to himself, and then looked down to notice that Sora was pretty much naked—minus the boxers he was wearing.
Oh, God was all Riku could think of at this sight.
Not that he hasn't seen Sora with that little clothing, but just that he was fresh out of the shower…okay—changing thoughts! Riku stumbled over his own thoughts. He should not be thinking such things about his friend.
"It hurts so badly," tears fell from Sora's eyes. "It's so painful, Ri-kun!" he sobbed a bit, his shoulders trembling ever so slightly.
"I think it's just bruised," Riku averted his eyes to the bruise, trying to concentrate on that. "It's just swollen."
The younger male was now crying, the skin around his ankles pure white from his strong grip on them. "Make the pain stop," he bellyached, sobbing and shaking.
"I can't do that, I'm sorry, Sora-kun," Riku gently put his arms around his friend and hugged him tightly. "There, there," he patted his shoulder. "It's okay, it's painful but you're okay, no signs of a concussion."
"R-r-really?"
"Yes," the white-haired male confirmed. "You'll be just fine, I promise, Sora-kun."
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After a few minutes of calming down Sora, the young male finally began to get ready for school. He was presently in his room, putting on his jeans over his boxers, trying not to move his head as much as he could. Every time he even turned it, it ached.
"You doing okay?" Riku called out from the hallway.
"Yeah," Sora zipped up his pants. "I'm alright, thank you."
Looking at his mirror against the wall, Sora looked up and down at his figure in the mirror, in just his jeans and nothing else, well his boxers, of coarse, but that was all.
'I want to wear something that might impress Ri-kun,' he thought to himself. 'I doubt he could ever return my feelings, but I guess it's worth a shot.'
Walking over to his dresser, Sora looked for a shirt to wear for the day that would look good on him. A few minutes went by, and Sora was unable to find anything he liked.
"Sora-kun, it's almost eight o'clock," Riku spoke through the door once again.
"I'll be out in a minute!" Sora rushed now, panicking. Finally, he came upon a shirt he liked a lot. It was a gray shirt, it was some-what small on him, but he put it on anyway, to have a hood cover over his head. Gently removing the hood to behind him, Sora managed to do so without hurting his head any more. He moved his shoulders around, to notice the sleeves that ran down to the middle of the upper half of his arm cling rather tightly to them, but not tight enough to cut off his circulation.
The short-sleeved hoodie was a medium gray, and tightest at Sora's waist, where it cut off just in the middle of his three-rowed studded belt. On the shirt was a rather pretty design; there were yellow lines scattered all over on the bottom right side of it (as if you were looking at it directly) and an upside down heart on the top left side of it in a thick line. Now with a shirt on and fully dressed, Sora walked to his door.
"Sora?" the voice called in, for the third time.
The called male opened the door right after his name was said. "Ready!" he cheerfully spoke as he stood in front of Riku.
Riku, on the other hand, eyed Sora up and down, and then realizing that there was a silence due to him looking Sora up and down—who, by the way, looking absolutely amazing—quickly averted his eyes back to the aqua ones of his friends. "Well, uhm, I have a surprise," he quickly blurted out.
"Oh!" Sora stepped out of his room and towards the stairs. "What kind of surprise?"
"You'll see," Riku walked behind Sora, who was in pants that were rather noticeably tight around his well-shaped ass.
'Stop staring,' Riku growled to himself in his head. 'Friends, friends, stop getting so sexually interested. Remember; friends!'
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"Here's the surprise," Riku took his hands off of Sora's eyes so that Sora could see what was on the driveway.
Sora's eyes widened in shock. "A-a car!?" was all he could stutter out of his lips, as his eyes looked upon a midnight black BMW, parked right in front of Sora's lawn. "Wow," he whispered, completely astonished.
"I'll be your personal chauffeur," Riku casually put his arm lazily around his younger friend's shoulder.
A small laugh escaped from Sora. "You don't have to."
"Oh," Riku smiled. "But I want to."
"But, it's a BMW," Sora's eyes were still stuck on the car.
"And it's not my money I'm using to pay for it," Riku smiled and took his arm off of Sora. "Let's go get some coffee before we go to school."
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Sipping on the hot coffee in his hands, Sora tried to avoid all the looks he was getting from the other students walking into school. He was currently driving through the parking lot with Riku, and they were driving around in circles, having trouble finding the parking spot that Riku was given in the mail.
"Fucking parking lot," Riku growled, taking a right turn into the third and last lane of cars in the parking lot for what seemed the twentieth time. "I see it starts at spot 201," he drove a few more yards. "Then when it goes to spot 206," he eyed at where his spot was, growling at himself. "Someone's in my spot."
As he stopped a few feet away from the spot, the car in his spot turned on, and the driver pulled out hap hazardously, and the driver stepped out.
"Riku, darling!" the annoying voice called out.
"Kairi," Riku muttered angrily under his breath.
Ignoring her jabbering voice, Riku pulled into the parking spot and looked over at Sora. "Well, we have the spot," he smiled as best as he could. 'Kairi is a friend of Sora's,' Riku thought. 'So let's try to make this as peaceful as possible.'
Sora nodded, and pushed on the red button to release his seatbelt.
"Will you come to the main office with me?" Riku asked, he knew Sora would say yes, but he was trying to stall time from the red-head that was babbling on and making her way to his door.
"Yeah," Sora looked over at Riku, then looked over at the girl who had an annoyed look on her face.
Riku figured that he should at least be some-what polite, so he opened his window for the girl.
"Finally!" she scoffed. "See how rude he is Sora? Can you believe him? I mean, GOSH! Being so rude to an upperclassman! What an idiotic sophomore! And to think that you are permitted to drive to school!"
"Kairi!" Sora exclaimed. "Don't be so mean to him!" his voice was rather harsh.
"W-what?"
"Can't you be nice to him? He hasn't done anything to you," Sora looked directly into her eyes.
"Uhm, well," she glanced from side to side.
Riku simply took his keys out of the ignition and held them tightly in his hand. With his other hand, he grabbed onto the handle of the door and opened it, not caring if he hit Kairi or not. As he stepped out of the car, he made sure to step close to Kairi. There was no doubt that he was nearly a foot taller than her, being almost six-feet tall, and Kairi only a couple inches taller than five feet.
"If you're the upperclassmen," Riku glanced down at her school ID card, "Then why is your ID card blue, the color for juniors?" He then pulled out his from his back pocket. "And mine is—what's that? Is that black for seniors?" Riku grinned at her. "If anything, it's you who is the rude one to the upperclassman."
Kairi had nothing else to say but she did not want to admit defeat. Noticing that Sora was watching from the car, she did the only thing she knew she could do—cry.
Riku almost jumped back in surprise as tears formed in her eyes. "You didn't have to be so cruel!" she whined, sobbing—it was overdramatic, but Riku was shocked that she would get so…so…low to do this!
"I was only trying to be your friend!" she screamed, getting the attention of the kids around her. Riku looked around with disinterested eyes.
"How could you be so cruel to me?" Kairi definitely had the attention of all the people in the parking lot, which was a decent amount of twenty to thirty people at least.
"What have I ever done to you!" she ran off in the direction of the school, crying and sobbing, leaving all the people in the parking lot to stare at Riku with eyes asking what they did to the 'poor girl'.
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"Your name?" the lady at the front desk of the main office asked in a rather dull, uncaring voice.
"Tanaka Riku," the silver-haired male responded.
"Oh," the lady flashed a smile. "Tanaka-sama, welcome!" her voice changed to a more pleasant one.
Riku inwardly rolled his eyes—he hated how his family name changed how people treated him. For once he just wanted to be accepted for who he was and not the name he was given.
The younger male realized that the lady's change of attitude was annoying Riku, and without realizing it, he gently reached his hand out to Riku's wrist and rested them there. This startled Riku at first, but then he gradually calmed down at Sora's touch.
"The principal would love to give you a welcoming meeting," the lady presumed, going through some files.
"That's not necessary," Riku replied. "May I just have my schedule?"
"Of course," the lady reached over to a desk behind her and opened a folder, skimming through until she found the correct schedule and handed it to the boy.
"Thanks," Riku took the paper and skimmed it quickly.
"And, we're sorry to inconvenience you," the lady's voice faltered slightly. "But we have no more lockers to give to you."
"Okay," Riku thought it over.
"He can share a locker with me," Sora intervened.
"Is that alright with you, Tanaka-sama?"
"Just Tanaka is fine, and yes I'm great with it, if Sora is fine with it," he looked over at Sora, who nodded.
"Whatever you need of mine, is yours Riku," he smiled.
"Well, if that's all," Riku folded his schedule in half, "Then I'll be on my way."
"Oh, of course Tanaka-sam—uhm, Tanaka."
Riku gave a half-smile to the lady before turning his back and walking out the door, Sora right behind him.
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Sora closed the locker after him and Riku put their bags and lunches into it. The blue-eyed male was currently writing the locker combination on the last page of Riku's note book.
"I just wrote it in reverse," Sora said, handing it to Riku.
Riku looked down at the paper. "So it's 60, 13, and 32?" Riku read it off the paper.
"No, flip the numbers not their order."
The older male looked up at Sora. "Uhm, sure."
"Here," Sora leaned in closer, pointing towards the numbers. "I wrote it as 32, 13, and 60, but the combination is 23, 31, and 6."
"Oh," Riku nodded. "Thank you."
"Anytime," Sora looked up, to notice that he was extremely close to his friend. His arm was leaning on top of Riku's, and he could feel his warmth by the few inches they were separated.
"SORA!" a voice called out, interrupting the nice moment the two shared, just looking into one-another's eyes.
The two boys immediately jumped back from one another when the voice shouted out, which was followed by lout footsteps and a blob of green, yellow, and black ran in front of Riku and tackled Sora down the floor.
Sora let out a cry as he was slammed onto the ground, and the ball of colors just hugged him. "Senpai, senpai!" the colored blob squealed. "I've missed you this summer!"
"Good to see you too, Yuffie!" Sora laughed. "You still have your original style, don't you?"
"Of course!" the girl sat up now, her legs crossed underneath her—she was still on top of Sora, however. She had on a tight green shirt, that had short sleeves and cut right above her bellybutton. Underneath she had a rather short yellow skirt on—who knows why she was sitting as she was on top of Sora like that. She was wearing black gloves that covered her fingers and trailed a few inches up her arm.
"I finally got to go shopping on the big island!" she giggled.
"That's good, but," Sora was struggling to get up. "It would be better if you would get off me so I can get up?"
"Oh!" she jumped up, and off of him. "Sorry, Sora!"
"No problem," Sora stood up, standing next to Riku. "I'd also like to introduce you to my good friend Riku, here, Yuffie."
Yuffie looked up at the rather tall male, and flashed a huge smile to him. "Hello, Riku!"
"Hello," Riku smiled back.
"So how do you know Sora?"
Riku looked over at Sora and smiled before answering the younger girl's question. "We were childhood friends," he started.
"Ooooooh," Yuffie nodded her head.
Before Riku could talk again, the bell rang, signaling the students that it was 8:25, a warning bell before the actual bell for class would ring—which Riku did not mind one bit.
"Well, I'm off to class, bye!" the girl waved before running off.
"She seems nice," Riku said as the girl disappeared.
"Yeah," the blue-eyed male nodded. "But once she hangs with you a lot you can't get her to shut up sometimes." Sora averted his eyes to Riku's. "So what class do you have now?"
"Uhm," Riku took out his schedule from his back pocket. "Gym," he read to Sora.
"Can I see your schedule?"
Riku handed Sora his schedule, and the younger male looked it over.
"Aww, we only have lunch together," he whined.
"Really?" Riku read over his schedule again—he was hoping to be in at least one class with Riku.
"But, I guess I can't say I didn't expect that," Sora rubbed at the back of his neck, handing the schedule back to its owner.
"What do you mean?" Riku tilted his head.
"Nothing," Sora changed the subject. "Go out of the main entrance and take a left until you see another large building, the farthest away from the school is the gym class entrance."
"Thanks, but what do you mean?"
The second bell rang, signaling the students that class would be staring in five minutes. "Nothing, I'll see you at fifth period!" Sora ran off in the other direction, off to his first period class, leaving Riku to stand there with a befuddled look spread across his face.
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Riku followed Sora's directions; he had walked back to the main entrance of the building and took a left once he got outside. He has halfway to the end of the building, taking his time while walking.
'I wonder what Sora meant before,' Riku pondered to himself. 'It's just like him to keep his attitude so up-beat, even when he's upset.'
Reaching the end of the main building, Riku began to see the second building that Sora had told him about. It was a fairly large building in size, but less than half the size of the main building Riku had just walked out from. He walked all the way towards the end of the building, the farthest away from the building he just came from, until he came to the big, entrance doors.
As he was opening the door, the bell rang out, signifying it was the beginning of class.
"Oi!" a voice called from behind him, as he took his first step into the room. "Riku!"
The silver-white-haired male turned around the voice calling out from him, looking at the voice that called out to him. "Hey, Axel," Riku smiled.
He had only seen the red-head once that summer, when he saw Roxas sitting on the side-walk with him one morning. The two were eating popsicles and laughing, and Riku joined them in their conversation. Axel was a nice guy, he remembered, someone he could feel that he could trust—to an extent, that is.
"We're in the same gym period!" Axel flashed a grin.
"It appears so," Riku held the door open for Axel.
"Thanks," Axel grabbed the door and walked in.
"Axel!" a rather familiar, but disturbing to Riku's ears, voice called out. "Oh, Axel!"
The red-head turned over, to have another red-head run up to him. "You're in my class, how fun it will be!" the girl giggled. As she giggled, she looked over at Riku, giving a small glare at him, making it short and as unnoticeable to Axel as she could.
Unfortunately, Axel could not be mistaken for as dumb.
"Uhm, sure," Axel glared at her. "Such fun that you'll be my partner, right?"
"Of course!" the girl giggled again.
"Then take the blame for why I'm late," Axel smiled and grabbed Riku by the wrist, jumping far away to the side, out of view of the teacher storming over to where Kairi was now standing alone.
"Miss Yamada!" the teacher screeched out. "Care to explain why you are dilly-dawdling by the door instead of sitting in the bleachers like the other students?"
"Uhm, well—" Kairi tried to explain. "It was…Riku! Tanaka Riku! He was being so mean to me again!"
"There are no other students here, Miss Yamada. Take your seat and be lucky that I am only giving you an after-school detention."
"What!?"
"You want to make that a week, Miss Yamada?"
"N-no," Kairi walked over to the bleachers, taking her seat as she sulked, mumbling under her breath.
Axel and Riku were a few seats above her, and gave each other a small high-five, glad of what they accomplished.
"Welcome to the Anti-Kairi-Club," Axel grabbed Riku's hand and shook it.
Riku laughed as he shook hands with Axel.
"Our main goal is to torture Kairi and ruin her life," Axel let loose of Riku's hand. "But, we only do it when she deserves it. Otherwise, she's tolerable."
"I think I like the first part better than the second."
And that was the beginning of the gym-class journeys of Axel and Riku.
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Riku sat in the library, finishing up his homework he was assigned. Being in all advanced placement and honor classes gave him multiple of assignments upon assignments for homework, even on the first day. Luckily, school always came easy to him; if it did not, then who knows what his 'parents' would have said—or done—to him.
He finished up his last assignment for AP Chemistry, a three paragraph essay on the first two pages of the textbook. It was an easy assignment, it was just slightly time-consuming.
But again, fortune was on his side—Riku had last period as a free period, which no other students in the school had. Since he had always been in AP classes, the school gave him this extra period off, since he had no desire in taking a second activities class, since he already chose art as one.
Sighing, he closed his textbook and his notebook, piling them on top of the sketchpad he was given during art class. This made him remember he had one more assignment, and it was for art class.
His project was to sketch something dear to them, and it could be anything that he wanted to draw, but it had to be something that was special or important to him.
'Something dear to me,' Riku sighed, thinking to himself. 'Not something…but…someone…'
In the midst of his thoughts, the bell rang loudly, echoing through the loud hallways and empty library—it was finally the end of the day.
'Someone,' Riku thought again as he collected his books and stood up. 'I think I should tell this someone,' he walked towards the door and walked out, walking in the direction of the locker he shared with a certain blue-eyed, cinnamon-haired boy.
And then it hit him—literally.
Riku was nearly tackled to the floor, as Sora hugged him tightly. "Ri-kun!" he hugged him even tighter.
The silver-haired male hugged him back to realize…
"Y-you're wet!" Riku winced back a bit. "Why are you wet, Sora?!?"
"Swim practice!" Sora looked up from his tight embrace and looked up at Riku. "I ran out early just to see you."
A soft smile formed on Sora's lips as the two male's eyes connected.
And Riku melted; that one smile reassured his feelings for Sora. It was not just that he wanted Sora, it was that he loved Sora, for several years to be exact.
"Sora-kun," Riku hugged him tightly. "I have to tell you," he whispered.
"T-tell me what?" the younger boy now leaned his head on Riku's shoulder, his head still facing up towards Riku. His heart beat was racing—he was standing in the middle of a pretty damn crowded hallway, and Riku was hugging him.
Holding him, and in public.
"Sora-kun," Riku whispered. "Will you promise me you will never hate me for what I have to say?"
"Never, I'll never hate you, Ri-kun."
"Sora-kun," Riku said his friend's name again. "I…I…"
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CLIFFHANGER!!! D:
Sorry about that, but it's just…how the story will work out for now.
But next chapter serious fluff!!!
I AM SO SO SO SO SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING!
I did work on this story, it just took me forever to write. It's about eleven pages or so.
Thank you again for everyone who reviewed and read.
You guys are amazing!
I'm going to be working on much more chapters quickly, I have a couple days off next week and will be spending them working on this story.
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Sorry again for the long wait, I hope that the length of the chapter will make up for it.
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