~ABC~
A: Apples
"Sora, why do your bed sheets always smell like apples?" six-year-old Riku asked with adoration in his voice. Curled into covers, he waited for the cherub brunette's answer expectantly, jade eyes bright and wide with curiosity.
Five-year-old Sora looked excited to answer, as if proud he knew something Riku didn't, which was a rare occurrence considering Riku always seemed to know everything. After a dramatic pause, Sora exclaimed smugly, "Because A is for apples!"
Riku immediately burst into a fit of giggles and Sora looked on, not sure if he should feel offended or laugh too. Riku gasped out, "That's ridiculous, Sora!"
"Is not! A is for apples, and you know it!" Sora replied hotly, watching in outrage as Riku laughed harder, clutching the sheets for dear life. When the outburst didn't calm, Sora's anger broke and he started laughing too, sliding under the covers to join his friend.
Sora may be ridiculous, but he knew his alphabet.
B: Bubbles
Since they were old enough to gnaw on toys, Sora and Riku took bubble baths together. It's normal to them, but what is perhaps abnormal is that no matter how their moms tried, they couldn't get Riku and Sora to grow out of it.
C: Crap
"Crap," Riku states plainly, staring at the blank piece of paper with an equally blank expression.
"What's wrong, Riku?" inquires a girly, concerned voice. Riku doesn't even have to glance over to know its Kairi. He sighs, "This timed writing. You're supposed to write about the person you love most, but I can't decide who to write about."
Kairi would laugh at the silverette for being so unusually dense, but she holds back, knowing it'll just make him angry and frustrated. "Well," she starts patiently, "who do you care about the most?"
The red-head knows the answer before he even opens his mouth. "…Sora," he says hesitantly, "But it's not that I don't know who to write about, but it's just… the teacher… will read this…" he says in a rush, turning away to hide his flushed cheeks.
Realization dawns over Kairi like a blanket. Of course he can't write about Sora because even if he doesn't know his sexual feelings toward the brunette yet, it's still pretty… homosexual to write about it all. Being a guy, it's probably agony to think about. If only he were a girl…
"Crap," she states plainly, staring at Riku's blank piece of paper with an equally blank expression.
D: Dangerous
It was dangerous really, how close they walked together, hands brushing ever so slightly, but neither of them moved away.
It was dangerous really, how they seemed to do everything together. People thought it was odd to see them alone or without the other, but they also supposed it was odd that they were never seen apart. She thought it was dangerous.
It was dangerous really, how the unruly ADHD brunette would pay attention to everything the silverette said with eager anticipation. It was strange how the calm, collected silverette watched the brunette with interested, happy, sparkling eyes, almost as if he longed to be like the azure eyed teen. By that time, she knew it was inevitable.
It was dangerous really, how close their faces were. Riku went to grab the box of lucky charms, but so did Sora because he knew Riku liked them and he figured he would put them in the grocery basket for him. A long moment passed with silence, and no one moved, but their cerulean and jade eyes were communicating in a way that should be forbidden. It was dangerous.
It was dangerous when their lips met that night on New Years; maybe it was an accident, maybe it wasn't. Maybe the moment got to Riku's head, and so he grabbed Sora's arm and pulled him close. The chain of events just happened to end in a kiss. Neither would ever forget it, especially not in their dreams.
It was dangerous really, when Sora accidently admitted he loved his silverette best friend. He was two seconds away from taking it back from the look on Riku's face, but he never got the chance; a moment later, he was swept into a kiss by soft, vaguely familiar lips. It was dangerous when Sora kissed back fervently, but at the moment, neither of them cared.
E: Elephants
"What's your favorite animal, Riku?" nine-year-old Sora asks his best friend and designated partner, gazing excitedly at the live elephants in front of him. He had been waiting for the field trip for weeks, and now that he is actually at the zoo, he's having lots of trouble containing himself.
Riku doesn't answer for a moment but instead looks at the elephants' swishing of their tails. "Mm…" Riku contemplates, "Probably elephants."
Sora turns to look at the silverette, eyebrows furrowed. "Why is that?" he asks curiously.
Suddenly, Riku exclaims, "Because with those gigantic feet, you could crush anything! Even shadows!" He resumes a battle stance, pretending to squeeze a ball of… energy? between his hands with gritted teeth and a concentrated look.
Sora stares at Riku incredulously for several long moments before combusting into tummy-clutching giggles. Still, he manages to gasp out, "Riku, you play waaaay too many video games!"
Riku pouts, standing straight again and crosses his arms, glaring at a nearby ant hill as if it had done him a serious offence. He mutters, "It's not my fault… Nii-san(1) is the one who plays them all the time…"
Sora's giggles subside as he glances at his sulking companion. To amend the silverette's mood, Sora walks over to him, getting into his face and smiling wide, saying "It's ok, Riku; I like elephants too!"
"Boys, this way!" the teacher called, waving them over closer to the whole class. Riku smiles at Sora as they share a significant glance. After counting down from three inwardly, they race back to the class, laughing as they try to stomp on the shadows as if they were heroes.
Nii-san in Japanese means 'big brother'.
F: Fuck
It hit Sora like a basketball to the face; he is in love with his best friend. He is in love with a sex-god, revered by all for his grades and general badass demeanor. He even has his own fan club. All the girls who have asked him out have been turned down, however. If Riku turns down the prettiest girls the school can offer, how is Sora going get his feelings reciprocated?
"Fuck," he muttered. Love is a battle field, but Sora just entered yet another full-out war.
A/N: I just needed to test myself by doing some actual drabbles… That's what this series was GOING to be, but I have a habit of…not… being able to control myself. Lol. So, I'm doing an alphabet kind of thing. Once the chapter gets to 1,000 words or so, I'll post it (if it's a part of the alphabet thingy anyway) but it may be interrupted by the regular one-shots I do, I'm not sure yet. Hope you like it anyway! :D
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