Author's notes: This one came out fast! Chapter 14 already, cool ^^ Sora is finally going to see Riku's house! He's the first one who was ever allowed to do that! Whoo our sweety Sora is really managing to warm Riku's heart ^-^
I hope it's fluffy enough for you... I tried to make it sweet ^^
oh and sorry for any mistakes...not beta-ed this time -_-
Have fun!
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They were on their way home. Well, not quite. They were on their way to the bus station, accompanying Kairi just in case the rabid girls from school tried to kill her. Selphie had some insider news, since she was practically part of the group with her ID card, so she knew that the girls (and a few fanboys) were planning to get Kairi thrown out of school. Fortunately, though, the members of the Riku fanclub weren't exactly the brightest people, or maybe it was their love for Riku that blinded them, and so Kairi had nothing to fear. They couldn't achieve anything.
"So, how did you get off the glue?" the auburn haired girl inquired as she saw that Riku and Sora were holding hands – but not glued together.
Sora blushed slightly as he realized Kairi was looking at their hands but Riku didn't seem to let go and so he didn't resist.
"Um…Leon helped us," the brunet murmured, shuddering at the thought of the thing he had given them.
"Leon? You mean Mr Leonhart?" Kairi was surprised that Sora called their headmaster by his nickname. Of course many people did that but she didn't expect Sora to do it. He just didn't seem like the type. Then again, Sora had been there quite often now and probably already got familiar with the man.
Riku cleared his throat as they arrived at the bus station. "We're here."
He completely ignored the poking and dabbing from Kairi, who was asking what he had done to get the glue off. Riku didn't feel like telling Kairi what the headmaster kept in his office.
"Then let me guess!" she suddenly exclaimed, clapping her hands together. She thought for a while, crossing her arms over her chest. Sora frowned and looked over to Riku. The silver haired boy shrugged and simply waited for Kairi's question.
"Okay…okay…something you don't wanna talk about, huh? And it helped to get the glue off… was it something nasty?"
Riku remained still, keeping a perfect poker face. He said nothing. Sora was uncomfortable, though, and his face was an open book.
Kairi nodded. "Okay, nasty then! Let's see… it wasn't soap 'cause we have that on the toilet… must have been something special…"
Sora was constantly getting more uncomfortable and began tugging on Riku's hand. He did not want to remember that. And he didn't want Kairi to say it.
"I got it!" she wailed, as she bounced up and down in excitement.
"I know what he gave you! It was something slippery, right?"
Riku coughed slightly, surprised at Kairi's guess. Could she have really figured it out?
The girl grinned, and then started giggling, covering her mouth with one hand.
"Oh I knew this guy has a thing for kinky stuff!"
Because Kairi knew a lot. Gossip was her second name, and gossip said that Mr Leonhart had a reason for being so utterly stoic and calm. They said that their leather-clad headmaster had a thing for…
"It was lube, am I right? It was some really embarrassing kinky stuff, right?! And he made you use it and that's why Sora's turning into a tomato right now!" she laughed, pointing at her flushed friend. Sora was not even a tomato, it was worse. His face was so red, redder than the red light on the traffic light.
Riku shuddered and began to gag, shaking his head furiously.
"Thanks a lot, Kai! I was just about to repress that experience!"
The girl laughed and practically rolled on the floor. She kind of felt sorry for the boys but then again this whole thing was so hilarious! First the fact that they had glued themselves together – and Riku had glued his hand to Sora's butt! – and then they conveniently used lubricant to solve their problem! Things couldn't get kinkier!
The bus meanwhile went away before Kairi could enter and so she had to wait for the next one. She was still laughing.
"Seriously…" she huffed between laughter. "You two are the victims of our sex-obsessed society!" she laughed harder, seeing Sora's wonderful red face and Riku's pink cheeks. Obviously the boys were taking it very seriously. And still, they were holding hands and it suddenly amazed Kairi how natural it seemed. She suddenly stopped laughing for a moment and began to inspect the boys, looking them over for a few times.
A smile came to her lips and she tilted her head to the right side.
"You know…from this angle…you almost look like a couple," she remarked as she turned her head a little further.
Sora couldn't blush anymore, he was too red to get redder. Riku tensed and drew his lips to a fine line.
"Enough," he commanded in a serious and steady tone.
Hearing this, Kairi stopped immediately and turned back to stand straight. She gave Riku a short look, which Sora couldn't identify, then sighed and turned around to look for the bus.
Sora was glad Kairi had stopped but she wondered why Riku had such an effect on her simply by saying it was enough. She had been making fun of them before and then suddenly she stopped completely. He found it interesting, this relationship between Riku and Kairi. What were they?
He suddenly remembered the first day in this school, when he had heard some girls gossiping about Kairi being Riku's girlfriend. Surely they were total idiots but they had to have a reason for thinking so. Could it be that Kairi had been his girlfriend before? Or could it be that they were something close to it? Sora realized he didn't know much about Riku or Kairi's past, the time before he came to this school. The only thing he knew of was the present, things that were happening now. Should this worry him?
The bus came and Kairi said goodbye to her friends, hugging them both. First Sora, then Riku. Sora was watching the two as they hugged. Riku wasn't really hugging her back, not like he did when Sora hugged him, and that kind of relieved him. But there was something in their eyes when they looked at each other. Sora knew Kairi was giving Riku strange looks every now and then, and Riku would either look away or return the look, like they were talking to each other through telepathy. It bothered him. Not much but enough to occupy his mind for a while.
They reached Sora's house and readied themselves to say goodbye. However, Riku didn't seem to want it. Sora found himself being hugged by the boy – and it filled his heart with warmth so all his previous thoughts vanished – but then he noticed Riku wasn't letting go.
They stood like that for a while and Sora waited for Riku to release him. He had to get home, after all, right?
Riku didn't move. In fact, he just tightened his arms and sighed, breathing against the other boy's neck.
"I don't wanna leave you…" he mumbled, and it sounded so adorable that Sora had to chuckle.
"Then don't," he responded, pulling away just a bit so he could look at his friend.
Riku smiled and they looked at each other for a long time. Eye contact was better than anything, Sora thought. He got lost in the beautiful deep eyes. Staring at them was heaving him up into heaven and it seemed those eyes held everything his heart wanted.
Riku blinked. The eyelashes came down in slow motion and Sora was fascinated by the movement and the beauty of the long lashes.
"You know what? I just had an idea."
The silver haired boy pulled away and dusted himself off, straightening his clothes. He seemed contemplative for a second, but only for so long, and nodded to himself before he looked at Sora with a mischievous smile.
"How about you come with me? I'll take you home to my place."
Sora's jaw dropped.
He stood frozen in complete shock with his eyes wide and mouth open for a long time. A very long time.
Riku frowned a bit but tried to keep his smile. "Well?" He was nervous about the question. Why did he feel like he just proposed to Sora?
Riku blushed. Had he just thought of proposing to Sora? 'What the hell am I doing here?' he thought to himself, feeling the sweat on his palms. He couldn't do what he just planned to do. What if his parents saw him? He wasn't supposed to bring his schoolmates home. But the thought of having Sora with him all afternoon…he just couldn't resist.
Sora slowly recovered from the initial shock and eventually managed to shut his mouth and he began to smile. The smile widened and turned into a grin, and that grin was the full-blown, patented Sora-grin.
In a split of a second, arms came flying around Riku's neck and before he knew what was happening, Sora had practically pounced on him, squeezing him affectionately. He was laughing all the while, laughing happily and the smile on his face was just too bright to bear. Riku couldn't help blushing at that reaction.
Sora snuggled closer to him, tightening his arms around him before he pulled slightly away to look at Riku.
He smiled sweetly. Then he leaned in and kissed Riku on the cheek, over and over again. He began to laugh again and squeezed Riku once more before finally letting him go.
"You have no idea how I feel right now," Sora stated, his cheeks bright red from excitement.
Riku returned the smile and gently took Sora's hand. He really didn't know what the boy was so excited about but he was happy that Sora seemed to be happy about seeing his home. So far Kairi had been right…
"So, so! Where do you live? Is it far? Do you live in a big place? 'Cause you're rich and all. It's probably a huge villa, isn't it? Aww I can't believe I really get to see where you live!" Sora was overly hyper now, clinging to Riku's arm as they strolled down the street. He didn't really pay attention to the way but was more of staring at Riku with his bright, excited eyes, asking questions all the way.
Riku stopped and cocked his head.
"Why can't you believe it? What's so great about seeing where I live?" he asked as he frowned. Could it be that Sora was just like those fangirls who wanted to see the fancy palace in which their beloved hero lived? He didn't think Sora was that superficial, not after that thing they had. After all, they were developing a friendship here and it was blooming pretty well. Riku could feel that tingling feeling inside his chest whenever he looked at Sora. It was as though being with Sora was his only reason for living.
Sora put a finger to his lips – pouting lips, Riku noted – and thought. His crystal blue eyes wandered about, as he seemed to look around aimlessly while thinking. Finally, he nodded and turned to face his friend.
Smiling softly, he squeezed Riku's hand.
"I'm just happy you're making me part of your life."
It certainly wasn't the answer Riku had expected. On the other hand, he had kind of expected something along these lines because after all this time he knew Sora, well enough to sometimes predict what he was going to say. But then again, this statement nearly swept him off his feet.
"Part of my life?" he repeated, staring blankly at his smiling friend.
Sora wasn't disappointed or discouraged at all by Riku's hesitant reaction because he also knew his friend and his ways of reacting to things by now.
He reached out to take both of Riku's hands into his, holding them lovingly.
"It means a lot to me to know you'll actually let me see it. I mean…Kairi said you never let anyone go there, right? And I…I get to see it and it's more than I ever wanted." He looked away then, turning to stare at his feet. He almost seemed shy.
Kairi said…? So Sora and Kairi were talking about him sometimes? It suddenly struck him how close those two sometimes seemed. Not as close as Sora and he were, because he just knew there was something special between them, but they were close nonetheless. What else did Kairi say about him? Riku almost began to worry but thanks to Sora he snapped out of it.
"So, where do we go?" the brunet cheerfully asked after attaching himself to Riku's arm again.
The silver haired boy smiled at the feeling and bent down to place a kiss on Sora's head.
"Straight ahead, just follow the road," he replied and motioned with his hand. "It really isn't far, just a few blocks further and then we take the second turn left."
And so they began to walk, occasionally receiving looks from people who knew Riku, the miracle boy, and wondered what this other boy was doing with him. They went down the road, and after the second turn left, Sora peered around for a possible destination. There were a few houses…which one was Riku's?
Riku led him a bit further and suddenly he stopped. Sora looked up to find himself standing in front of huge gates. There was a wall that enclosed a huge area and the gates seemed to be the entrance. Black painted iron bars in an artful composition formed the gates that led into a beautiful garden. Sora looked through the bars to see that there was some kind of lake in there and everything was green and blooming. There were marble tiles, a way that led from the gates into the garden and then somewhere. Sora couldn't see that far.
"Here we are," Riku announced, digging into his pocket to get out a keycard. It turned out to be a small plastic card, which he put into some kind of machine on the right side of the wall, next to the gate.
He punched in a few numbers and pressed the OK button and the gates opened.
"This is the back entrance. I usually enter here when I come home from school. There's another entrance in the front and it doesn't need the keycard. There are usually servants who wait and open when I want to enter there."
The gates swung open automatically and Riku smiled at the awestruck expression on Sora's face. He reached to grasp the boy's hand, leading him through the first stage of the wondrous palace. It was their personal garden, full of exotic trees, a private lake and Greek sculptures made of stone. There was a golden statue of someone there, a woman, Sora noted, and he couldn't help but notice how beautiful this woman was.
Riku followed his friend's gaze as he realized Sora was staring at something. When his eyes came upon the golden statue, he snorted.
"That's my mother. She wanted to have a statue of herself in the garden. Shows how stuck up she is."
He tugged on Sora's hand to urge him away. He led the boy through what seemed to be Eden, and Sora was fascinated by every single thing he saw. The trees were all full and lively, the grass on the ground was soft and perfectly trimmed. There were flowers growing over the wall, flowers he couldn't put a name on.
Then his eyes fell upon a tree, standing alone, somewhere near that lake. First Sora was distracted by the crystal clear water of the lake, impossible clear. He noticed that there was a special construction at the ground of the water to clean it. But then his attention turned back to the tree. There were strange fruits hanging there…or were those flowers? He wasn't sure, he had never seen those things before.
Riku was leading him away, though, not really caring for the garden.
"We're almost there," he announced as they approached what seemed to be a fairy tale palace.
Sora's eyes widened at the sheer beauty and gorgeousness of the place. It was huge and splendid. There were carvings on outside wall of the building, so detailed that one would need a lifetime to look at them all. Windows big as doors and doors big as gates. Everything was king sized in this area.
Riku went to the huge door and rang the bell. It was a curt sound, much like the sound of a telephone.
Immediately, the door opened, revealing two maids and one butler, all dressed in their special uniform.
"Master Riku," one of the maids hastily greeted, bowing down with full respect. The other maid did the same, as well as the butler. They all bowed before the silver haired boy and Sora blinked in confusion.
"Why are they doing that?" he suspiciously whispered as he nudged Riku.
The silver haired boy chuckled. "Because they have to. They show their respect doing so."
Sora blinked again and raised his eyebrows. "Respect, huh?" he mumbled, grinning suddenly.
"Then I guess I have to do that too!" he suddenly exclaimed, bowing down, lower than anyone, almost falling to his knees in front of Riku.
The servants looked up at blinked in surprise at the stranger's outburst and Riku's eyes widened. He quickly pulled his friend up, giving him a half scolding, half amused look.
"What the hell was that?" he demanded, smirking slightly as Sora seemed to grin so adorably he couldn't resist.
"Just respecting you, Master Hunny Bunny!"
That earned him a light punch on the shoulder, which he countered with one of his cutest pouts, sticking his tongue out at Riku.
Riku just rolled his eyes. Then he turned to his servants and narrowed his eyes.
"May I ask where mother is?"
The butler straightened himself and cleared his throat. "The Mistress is out for this afternoon. A very important meeting."
Riku laughed. "Yeah, right. Important shopping trip." He seemed happy all of the sudden, much more relaxed than before. He smiled at Sora and put his arm around Sora's waist. The servants merely looked a bit puzzled but said nothing. They wouldn't dare.
"And I guess father is away, too?" Sora noticed the slight change in Riku's voice.
The butler nodded. "Yes, Master Riku."
The silver haired boy pulled Sora closer and smiled.
"Good, then."
He raised his hand towards his servants and then ushered them away.
"I'm going to show this boy around now, don't bother us. If anyone should come home, be it my mother or my father, inform me immediately," he commanded, knowing full well that no one would disobey him. He watched the servants nod and quickly rush off. He smiled.
Sora was looking at the room they were in. It was a big, round hall, with stairs on either side of the room that led to the second storey. There were two doors on the opposite side and Sora wondered where all those ways led.
"My room is upstairs… but I'll show you around down here for now." He took Sora's hand again, maybe because he didn't want to lose Sora in this big house since it was possible to get lost in here, or maybe just because he wanted to feel the warmth of the soft hand. Either way, the boys were linked and made their way through the door on the right.
They were in yet another hall. There was a huge table with at least fifty seats and everything was decorated like it was for a feast.
"This is one of the seven gala rooms. My parents use them to have dinner parties. Each room is different in size but they practically look the same. This is the smallest. A party for fifty people." There were another three doors in this room and Sora got dizzy from looking at everything. All those shiny diamonds that made up the decoration.
The chairs were old wood with rubies carved in and the chandelier glittered with gemstones.
Riku lead him into the next room. It was a slightly smaller room since it seemed to serve as connection between the gala room and another room. There were flowerpots on the side, exotic plants decorating the way. Paintings that looked extremely expensive were on the walls and Sora could only stare in awe and more awe.
Eventually, they reached another room. They must have walked for 5 minutes to get into here and Sora couldn't quite remember how many of those connection rooms they had passed.
Now they were in some kind of living room. Or so it seemed. Because Sora didn't know what the living room of rich people looked like.
There were three different sofas on three sides of the room. A television set of the highest standard. Again, many artful sculptures and vases that seemed priceless.
"I know, there's a lot of junk in here. My dad likes to collect this stuff," Riku mumbled as he gestured around the room.
Sora noticed the billiard table in the back. There was a bar on the right side with all kinds of bottles and glasses in the shelves. This place looked like the lobby of a five star hotel.
After Sora was done drooling in pure awe, Riku pulled him along. They visited one of the bathrooms (they had ten in total), the place with the swimming pool, the music room in which every existing instrument lay, even the instruments Sora didn't know, and eventually they came to a staircase. They had passed at least thirty servants as they went through the places. Sora wondered just how many of them were in this household and if they lived in this place because there were so many rooms.
"Let's go upstairs now, I guess you're tired already aren't you?" Riku smirked as Sora yawned.
"Am not," the brunet stubbornly insisted, covering his mouth with his hand. He wouldn't admit that this journey (yes, it was a journey) through the main rooms of the house had exhausted him to no end, especially since he'd been carrying his schoolbag all the time. It worried him somewhat that this wasn't even the whole house but only a few rooms.
Riku put an arm around his shoulder and Sora blushed slightly at the sudden intimacy between them. It felt so strange but also so right to be like this. Riku pulled him closer and leaned in to his ear, whispering softly.
"Let's go to my room now."
The brunet shuddered. The mere sound of this whisper was enough to make his knees turn to jelly and the context of what was being said was enough to make him faint. Riku was taking him to his room. Something he had never dreamed of. Not after hearing how cold Riku was to others and how no one was ever allowed to see where he lived and how he lived. It wondered him why he of all people was allowed now.
They went through a corridor and Sora was too caught up in the closeness of him and Riku that he didn't look at his surroundings anymore. It simply wasn't as fascinating as Riku.
They reached a door and Sora knew immediately that it was the door to Riku's room. Not only because there was his name in golden letters. He just knew.
When the door opened, Sora was stunned. No, stunned wasn't the right word. He was simply speechless and shocked out of his mind. The room was bigger than his whole apartment. The palace was probably a million times bigger than his home but Riku's room alone was already so huge.
And it was so beautiful.
Navy blue curtains at the end of the room, where big French windows lead to a balcony. The bed, he noted, was about the size of Sora's room! And the sheets were blue, too. The colour matched the room perfectly and when he looked around he spotted a black piano. A grand piano.
"Can I try?"
Riku blinked. He looked at the piano, then at Sora, and then blinked again.
"Uh…sure."
He hadn't seen that coming. Out of all things Sora had to say about this room was 'Can I try playing the piano?'. But Riku didn't mind. Sora looked so adorable and lovely with those excited sparkling eyes as he plopped down on the stool. Before he did that, however, he finally got rid of his schoolbag, placing it on the floor next to the piano. Riku did the same, throwing his bag somewhere into the corner.
Sora stared at the black and white keys for a while, never having played a piano. Tentatively, he poked one key with his index finger. A sound came out. Sora smiled. He poked it again and then another key, trying to play a melody.
Riku couldn't help smiling when he watched the boy toying with the instrument. He noticed how Sora tried to play with more than just his index finger, placing his hands flat on the keys.
"Hey, hey, wait," he said, walking over to Sora.
"You're doing it wrong." He stood behind the boy now, bending slightly and reached for Sora's hand. He placed his own hand over Sora's, dragging his fingers up a bit.
"You have to hold your hand like you're holding an orange. You can't play with your fingers flat on the keys." He gently led Sora's fingers with his, pressing them down so Sora would press the keys.
They played like that for a while, Riku guiding Sora's hand with his own. When Sora got the hang of it, he tried to play by himself and Riku withdrew his hand. He leaned his head on Sora's shoulder, watching the boy's fingers press the keys randomly. And as he watched, he instinctively wrapped his arms around the boy's waist, pulling him a little closer.
Sora remained in his position, playing the few notes he knew, with the only difference that Riku was now half hanging over him, hugging him.
"Mmm Riku…" Sora murmured, leaning back into the embrace. He lifted his hand, the one that wasn't playing, and raised it to caress Riku's cheek. He skimmed his palm over the soft skin and closed his eyes. Riku did the same, tightening his arms slightly as his eyes fell shut.
He could feel every inch of Sora meeting his body. The warmth was invading him like a pleasant wave and the scent, the simple scent of regular soap, remnants of Sora's lunch and something that was just Sora, made Riku's head spin. He loved it. He loved nothing more than to be like this.
Sora tilted his head so they were cheek to cheek and he felt a shiver shake his body at the contact. Riku smelled like the time they had been at Sora's place.
"Dreamer?" the brunet quietly asked, smiling a bit at the memory.
Riku chuckled and moved his cheek, nuzzling the boy. "Yep. I thought you might like it," he replied, starting to rock them gently from side to side. They swayed a little; Sora nuzzled back and his hands slipped down to rest on Riku's, which he had placed on Sora's stomach, moving them in small circles.
They were close.
Closer than they had ever been. Not even the kiss, if one could call that clumsy and awkward attempt at sharing something neither had thought of before, not even that had been as intimate as this embrace. They were simply fused together now, one heart and one soul.
"Love you," Riku whispered and it was almost inaudible.
Sora whispered it back, equally inaudible. Both heard each other's confessions, though. It wasn't a full 'I love you' like the love confessions you heard on TV, when one lover would fall around their lover's neck and cry it out with tears of joy. No, it wasn't like that. Nothing in the context of 'You're my lover'. It was more like…more like a statement that they cared. That they cared about each other and that this thing they had, friendship or whatever it was called, was the most important thing in their lives.
Riku slowly let go of Sora, after feeling his back cramp slightly at the awkward position. He straightened and took Sora's hand while he was at it. He lifted it up and kissed it, earning a chuckle from his friend.
"This is to show you my respect," Riku murmured, smiling gently before gesturing Sora to get up. "…'cause I don't wanna bow before you," he added, smirking in that sexy way of his. Sora snickered and stuck his tongue out.
"You're just afraid of getting on your knees before me," he spat, grinning playfully at the silver haired boy.
Riku raised one elegant eyebrow. "Is that a challenge?"
Sora laughed and stood up, getting on his tiptoes to place a kiss on Riku's forehead. The boy was still taller than him so it was a bit hard.
"Maybe," he playfully responded. He made his way to Riku's bed, then. He stared at the dozen of pillows and the satin sheets. It looked like satin. Everything in this room was so brilliant, so luxurious and simply amazing. Just like Riku. Sora found that the room really fitted its owner.
Riku came to stand beside him and then sat down on the bed, patting the spot beside him.
Sora smiled, took off his shoes and hopped onto the bed, noting how comfortable it was. The mattress wasn't too soft, because soft beds often made you lie uncomfortable, but it wasn't too hard either. It was just perfect. There was a lot of space and Sora took one of the pillows. He lifted it to his face and inhaled the scent. He smiled.
"Just as I thought….it smells like you."
He turned to Riku with his sweet smile and placed the pillow back down. Riku blinked.
"Really?" He had never thought that his things smelled like him.
Sora nodded and let himself fall backwards so he was lying sprawled on the bed, staring up at the ceiling.
"Everything here is just like you. The room's perfect and so are you," Sora mumbled, sighing contently as he curled up into a ball.
Riku smirked at the adorable position. Sora looked like a kitten. He couldn't help himself and bent down to steal a small kiss, causing Sora to mewl and uncurl.
"Hey!" he complained, quickly sitting up again.
"What?" Riku innocently asked, shrugging his shoulders.
Sora pouted and then moved closer to Riku, hugging him again. "Don't do that without warning me first," he muttered.
Riku shrugged and pulled away. Sora watched in confusion as the boy got up, seemingly searching for something. He watched as Riku walked about the room, correction, the huge room. Finally, he found what he was looking for.
"Ha, I knew I had it somewhere…"
He walked back to the bed, flopped down on it and pressed a few buttons on the remote he was holding.
"Wanna watch TV?" He pressed a button and suddenly all the curtains closed, leaving only a tiny crack to let some light come in.
He pressed another button and Sora could see how an image was projected onto the wall in front of the bed.
"Wow…" It was like being in a cinema. There came a program, which showed two people cooking and Sora cocked his head in wonder.
Riku sighed and changed the channel. "There's nothing on TV lately. You rarely get anything good."
He changed the channel a few times and then decided to watch whatever they had.
It was a cartoon. In fact, it was an anime. Riku didn't know it, he'd never seen it before and Sora didn't know either because he never watched TV.
"Let's watch that," the silver haired boy concluded. He sat back against the headboard, surrounded by pillows. Sora sat a bit further away and turned to Riku, having to tear his gaze away from the fascinating cinema-like wall.
Riku smiled and gestured Sora to come to him. The brunet obeyed and he crawled over the bed, up to Riku until he was right in front of him. Riku turned him around and pulled him to his chest, holding him back to chest so they could both watch and be together. Sora was lying between Riku's legs, which seemed awkward at first but soon turned into the most natural thing.
There was this closeness again. Riku was like a big pillow. Sora snuggled into him and sighed contently as he felt the boy's hands tease absently over his abdomen. They watched this show for a while although Sora wasn't really paying attention. He was toying with Riku's hands, poking them, caressing them and generally teasing them.
Riku smiled and teased back, trying to catch Sora's hand before it touched him. They chuckled a bit, both completely ignoring the television as they were too busy playing this game of tease.
Eventually, Riku won, catching Sora's hand and linking fingers with him.
They turned their attention back to the show and watched for a while, listening to the noise of the anime while they enjoyed the presence of the other. And when the show was over, Riku turned off the TV, carefully placing the remote next to him as he noticed Sora had fallen asleep.
He smiled, shifting slightly under the sleeping boy, and gently stroked over his arms. He was petting him with great affection as he wondered how all of this had happened. A few weeks ago, everything had been different. He had been busy with the things his parents told him to do, never thinking about anything but his tasks. He had been flirting with girls before, not really taking it seriously since he wasn't supposed to socialize with those lowlives, but he still saw a pride in his achievements on how many people were constantly falling in love with him. It had been his life, his way of going through this life. But then it changed.
Riku felt Sora move, snuggling closer to him again, since he had drifted away in his sleep. He felt the boy grasp his shirt, inhaling and exhaling deeply, tickling Riku a bit.
Sora.
Riku didn't know what this boy was doing to him and how he was able to do it, but he knew one thing. He knew that he cared for Sora, more than for anything else. He knew that he didn't want to lose him ever again and if his parents were against their friendship, he would just leave this place. He wouldn't care about his parents, not even his father who didn't seem to be that bad. For Sora, he would just give up everything because even if it had only been weeks ago that his life had been different, now he couldn't imagine living without Sora. This friendship was taking over in his life, and he loved it, even though he kept wondering what these feelings were he had and how they came into existence.
"Whatever you did…" he muttered, placing another small kiss on top of the spiky hair,
"…you did it well…"
– To be continued –
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Ending notes: Awww. Ok, I don't wanna go praising my own work but I kind of liked this chapter! It was sweet, don't you think? And it's not over yet, Sora's still at Riku's house so it's going to continue in the next chapter ^^
Ahh if you're wondering why Sora fell asleep...well, he never sleeps much, remember? He's used to getting up early and he goes to sleep pretty late. Also, this journey through the house made him somewhat exhausted. And don't forget the glue incident. The whole excitement made him tired. ^^
And so...he fell asleep on Riku's bed...practically lying on him. Hehe... I wonder if Riku'll get any dirty thoughts here? Sora...lying between his legs... ^-^
Oh and...when they said "love you" I was kinda thinking of the German term "Ich hab dich lieb" ... I dunno if anyone of you knows it but... it's kind of like I love you, just more...mm... innocent? Friends say that to each other when they like each other a lot. I just wanted to make clear that Sora and Riku have not yet realized what is happening to them (that they're falling in love with each other) and just think they care about each other because they're becoming friends. So it wasn't a direct confession of undying love ^^
Anywayz, review please and stay tuned for the next chapter!