Author's Little Tid-bit Thingy: Hey guys! Sorry it's been so long since my last update. In all honesty, I try to update as often as I can, so that you guys don't absolutely hate me for making you wait. The truth is, I've been extremely busy, and 4-T's (To Tell The Truth) I haven't been feeling that well emotionally, and that has really taken a toll on my writing. That, and for some reason wouldn't take the chapters. But now, they will, so we get to post again! YAY!

I'm gonna try my hand at multiple fic writing too! There's a new one in there called Magic of the Heart. Go check it out. If you don't I'll have to rally the characters together and hunt you down! JK!

So for now, enjoy the next "chapter" of "Stranger Than Fanfiction"

Riku's eyes widened in shock.

"What the . . ."

Sora merely sniggered at the reaction, "Aww, what's the matter?" he began in mock pity, "Afraid of being seen as—"

"Shut it!" Riku demanded never taking his eyes off of the screen, reading over the end of the last posted chapter.

How the Hell had she known about that? After all, no one knew about that! Except for Noodles and the writing style looked nothing like hers.

Beside him Sora laughed, "Riku, did you really go through so much just to get me to take that little heart?"

Riku blinked out of his stupor to turn his attention back to Sora, who was sitting cross-legged in one of the wooden chairs from the kitchen. He found the wide curious blue eyes and the even wider grin spanning the younger boy's face absolutely- adorable.

"Huh-wha . . . ?"

Sora broke into laughter again at Riku's reaction. No better word for it other than- adorable. No doubt, the elder was dwelling on the chapter. They both remembered that day clearly, in fact, Sora had stored the little paper heart away, in a secret place of his own, being sure to keep his promise and protect it. The sticky note had a deep sentimental meaning between the two of them, and Sora was dedicated to preserving its value.

"How much did you go through just so I would get that heart?" He repeated, "Tell the truth."

Riku shook his head a small frown on his face. "I didn't do anything but write on it. You're the one who stole it when I wasn't looking and pouted when you wanted it back."

Sora's smile turned slightly malicious, "But you're the one who wrote that o-so-challenging comment on it. You knew I would steal it as you were writing it, didn't you?"

Riku refused to respond, looking back at the computer screen. There had to be some connection between this Anigo- Kurai and themselves in order for her to know all of these things. There was no other way for anyone to find this entire thing out unless they had been there. That- or . . .

. . . They had a stalker.

That had to be it! Someone they knew was stalking them and putting their lives online! There had been way too many "coincidences" to just let slide and there really was no other explanation.

Somewhere, during his thought trail, Sora had continued talking. " . . . I mean, did you really go so far as to try to move the chair so I would sit next you? Riku, we're not in elementary school anymore. That's the type of thing that you'd see out of . . . maybe CJ . . ."

"I didn't move the chair!" Riku retorted, clicking on the author's link at the top of the page to view their stalker's profile. She had to have been part of the Anime club, then, right?

"Yeah, but you wanted to! Were you that desperate? Did you really think that I wouldn't have if you'd just . . ."

Sora fell silent, a thought occurring to him. He studied the boy at the computer, his green eyes intense as he studied the words there, scrolling down whenever the screen cut off a sentence. Occasionally, he would rake his fingers through his silver locks, brushing his bangs out of his eyes. There had been something in that last chapter that disturbed Sora slightly, and it had resurfaced itself in that moment. He figured that he should ask Riku about it . . . even if it was for no other reason than clarity. When he continued, his voice was soft, free of any of his usual playful tones.

"Riku . . . did you really write a letter to Noodles because you had waken up in the middle of the night . . . crying over me?"

Riku froze, but kept his eyes on the screen, his fingers had tightened on the mouse, his eyes had widened slightly at the question's end, and his foot, which seemed as if it had been on hydraulics, had stopped its motion.

Sora lowered his head and slowly let out a sigh, hoping his friend wouldn't hear it. Riku's silence was all of the confirmation he had needed.

"Nevermind," Sora tried to put on a smile, "you don't have to answer that."

Silence gained control of the room then, only the whirring of the computer was audible along with the occasional click of the mouse as Riku scrolled up and down the screen.

"It hurt." Riku confessed, again, not taking his eyes from the screen.

"What?"

"You and Kairi . . . it hurt. I hadn't even thought about breaking you up, though. You were happy with her and- I figured I should be happy for you no matter what."

Sora watched Riku scroll over the screen repeatedly, as if searching for something, however, he was no longer looking at the screen, but downward toward the keyboard. His voice was low, as if telling a secret to whoever he was looking at in said keyboard.

"I thought I could deal with it. Be happy because you were . . . but then- there were those times, when I couldn't think of anything else. That night had been one of those times, and so, I wrote a letter. I gave it to Noodles the following Monday."

"Riku . . ." the sigh was nearly inaudible.

Riku gave a somewhat pained sounding chuckle, recalling the event, "But after I knew she had it, that someone else knew, it felt a lot better. I wasn't alone . . ."

Riku gave a start as he felt a sudden weight over his shoulder. Sora had stood from his spot in the chair, and was leaning over Riku's shoulder nuzzling into it.

" . . . You were never alone." He whispered.

At that, Riku couldn't help but put on a small smile as he leaned his head into Sora's, "I suppose not."

Sora raised his head to rest his chin on the older boy's shoulder instead, looking at the screen again, "So, what'cha lookin' at?"

Riku gave a slightly aggravated sigh, remembering what he had been doing before Sora's question, "Anigo's profile." He decided to keep his stalker theory to himself for now, not wanting to freak Sora out with it. He chose another aspect to mention instead. "She has two new fics and I was debating about reading them."

'Lair.' But Sora kept it to himself, when Riku was ready to talk about it (whatever "it" was) he would. For now, Sora would play along. "Well, why not? She isn't that bad of a writer, is she?"

Riku shrugged with his free shoulder. "She's . . . observant."

Sora let out a chuckle, another thought coming to him, malicious tone returning to his voice as he spoke. "That's true. You know what I noticed that she has captured so well? No doubt others have seen it too, now that she's written about it."

Riku hesitated before replying, ". . . What . . . ?"

Sora turned his head to whisper against Riku's neck, "You're the uke."

Riku's eyes widened again, this time, more obviously, "What!?"

"You know," Sora jeered, "the submissive one."

"I know what 'uke' means!" Riku retorted crossing his arms. He had to think of something, quickly, "Of course they would think that after the chapters that Anigo chose to post."

"Oho! So you're rebutting the statement?"

"Yes! Besides, you shouldn't believe everything you read, Sora."

It was such an unconvincing argument, especially considering how accurately the accounts had been documented . . . Damn. But it was better than no argument at all, wasn't it?

"Oh yeah?" Sora challenged letting his words softly blow into Riku's ear, "Prove it. I dare you."

Riku flinched at the sudden puffs of air in his ear and he couldn't shrug it away because of Sora's head on his shoulder. He took a small breath to compose himself before giving his answer. "You're on!"

Sora smiled, raising a questioning brow.

"I mean under!" Riku corrected, he couldn't believe that he was about to let that one slide.

Ending Little Tid-bit thingy: Thank you to both hanakitsunechan7 and Sora for pointing that last little bit out to me in your reviews. Now, I'm sure Riku's gonna kill me for showing him as the uke when he finds out that I'm the one who's been "stalking" him, but until he knows where to look, I'm safe for now! Yay!!

So until next time, loyal readers! Thanks for reading and reviews are always appreciated!

-Anigo