Notes: I'd like to thank all of those who have reviewed. Truthfully, I didn't think I would ever receive them. Thanks for comments and criticisms! Also, I am going to have plot, I just have not thought of what should happen yet. However, I have it in store for this chapter. It's a little slow, but it is something ^^; More Sora/Riku bits…I'm sorry Sora/Kairi fans…I keep drifting away from those two -_-; Also, I want to tell anyone who does not like homosexuality, if you do not like it, please, do not read it! It only gets more "gay" from here on out, and I'm not going to change that. Thank you for reading it and sharing your opinion, but I ask you not to tell me to not write anymore gay fanfictions. Actually, tell me this next time you review: WHY should I stop making it gay? Honestly, give me your opinions. That is an honest question. I want to know your reasons. Thank you, -Destati
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The night air was clear and crisp. A gentle breeze swept across the beach, slightly lifting the particles of sand to a hovering point over the ground. The grass on the familiar oasis barely shifted. A young boy stood at this spot, enjoying the light wind as it provided a comfortable temperature for a particularly sweltering summer night. The inky black sky was perfectly clear, with stars illuminating the small island with their soft glow. He enjoyed the comfort of this place, since it was so familiar to him.
At that moment, another boy appeared in front of him. He could barely make out his features, but somehow he knew exactly whom it was. He saw a gloved finger beckoning for him to come forward. He knew he could trust him, so he did as the boy in front of him motioned. But as he began to step forward, the ground beneath him began to give way. He ran towards the boy, but just before he reached him, the entire land caved in, and he fell with it. He plunged into the water, but for some reason he couldn't stay above the surface. The water seemed to be pulling him down, forcing his body down to the bottom surface. He struggled against it, but only in vain. The pressure against his body only kept increasing. Finally, as he saw his life slipping away before him…
Sora eyes snapped open, as the dream in his mind slowly faded from sight. He turned over on his side, and checked how light it was outside. Indeed, it was still as dark as it had been in his dream. God, that dream! Every single detail had been so precise, every last sight and feeling had been so real. It was as if most of it had actually happened. He could still feel the water in his lungs burning and making it difficult to breathe. He recalled the pressure being forced down upon him by the water where he had nearly drowned. He even remembered the events before all of that, how the breeze swept through, how the night air felt…everything.
He tried to hold on to the details of the dream, but it was like trying to keep water in your hands; the details kept washing away from his mind. Mainly he could remember someone beckoning for him to come forward. For some reason, he knew exactly who it was while he was dreaming, but now, he hadn't a clue who that person was. He didn't even remember what they looked like. All that he could recall was the finger, telling him to come forward, as if it was telling him to come meet his death.
Sora shuddered at the last thought, and decided it would not be best for him to try and go back to sleep. For one thing, he was wide-awake, despite how early in the day it was. Secondly, he feared going back to sleep in case he would have a dream such as that again. He climbed out of his bed, set his feet down, stood up, and stretched. Suddenly, he realized something that he wondered why he didn't notice before.
As his arm brushed the side of his face, he noticed how cold it felt against his skin. Suddenly, he saw that his arms were soaking wet; in fact, the rest of his body was drenched! He began to shiver, not from the cold, for it was nowhere near cold outside, but in trepidation, for he knew what this could of meant. Immediately, he ran at his window and looked out, fearing what he might of seen. He looked upon the miniature island where the familiar paopu tree resided. He heaved a sigh of relief when he saw it was still standing. However, what he saw next shook him up more than his being wet did.
The oasis quivered, and then began to crack. Bits of sand and dust flew up in the air as the land itself began to cave in. The paopu tree snapped and crashed down with a defeating bang against the breaking land. However, the land collapsing beneath it overcame the noise of the tree. Remains plunged into the waters below, making the water rise up like a fountain, only it was splashing out in all different directions, it's usual clear surface turning into a foamy white. In a second, the tide was rising, and it buried the land beneath it. Cresting waves pounded the broken land relentlessly, making many of its remains wash up on shore. As a second run of waves came tumbling in, Sora noticed a disturbing sight. An all too familiar hand was reaching up in an attempt to stay above the water, but was plunged into the depths of the ocean as a wave washed over it.
Suddenly, the island returned to its original state just as quickly as it had been destroyed. Sora gaped in absolute terror as he saw the illusion fade. He knew what he had just saw, and began to shake uncontrollably. This wasn't just an ordinary dream…there was something much more involved in this. He had no idea what it could possibly be, but somehow he knew that something like that was going to happen. It, however, did not help him at all to calm down. Maybe if he tried walking outside for a little while…even though what had happened out there was the source of his uneasiness, it usually helped to clear his head.
He looked out his window again apprehensively. Nothing happened this time, but he would still be cautious. Maybe it would also help him dry out a little bit, for he had nothing to dry himself off with since his body was still wet. Putting on dry clothes would only make them just as wet, thus making him just as uncomfortable.
He headed out his house, and began to wander around the island randomly. Sometimes he would let his mind lead the way, and it would usually bring him to familiar spots, such as the island that Riku and he often competed with each other in using wooden swords to fight each other. The island would often stand as an arena, therefore making it so that if you fell into the water, you'd immediately loose. He had done this quite often, for he was not quite as coordinated as he wished to be. But this time he forced himself to stay as far away from that spot as possible.
Most of the time, especially when he needed to get his mind off of something, he would go to the secret spot at the base of the tree, and would examine the many drawings that he, Kairi, and Riku had done when they were younger. He always looked at the one in particular that he and Kairi did together. When they weren't together, he'd rest his hand longingly on the portrait of Kairi, and would always have that empty feeling, where you felt that someone you cared for deeply could never be with you. He remembered the frequent times he would do that, and almost wished to go back to them. Life was at least a little simpler then. He enjoyed having simplicity, but he didn't always mind the new complications in his life. It was almost exciting, and yet it was almost like torture. The complex emotions that it brought made life a lot more difficult.
But this time, his mind led him into a totally different direction. Usually, he always walked somewhere subconsciously to a place that he needed to be, and this time, it wasn't either of the usual places he'd been to before.
::Strange…I'm at Riku's house::
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He stood before it, just staring at it for a while. He wondered if Riku would even be awake. It was getting so late into the night, and usually Riku went off wandering too when he couldn't sleep. But he looked behind him and saw the oasis from far away, and figured that it wouldn't hurt to at least have someone to talk to. Plus he was still wet, and despite the heat, he kept getting cold whenever any gusts of wind would blow. Cautiously, he opened the door and slipped into the house.
It was quiet and almost eerie as he saw the shadows of the household items slightly lit by the moonlight. Ignoring the prickling of the hair on the back of his neck standing up, he made his way up to Riku's room. He was looking around cautiously and wasn't watching exactly where he was going. Suddenly, he felt himself run into something, and almost screamed. When he looked up, he saw it was only Riku standing there.
"Who's there?!" he yelled.
"Riku, it's only me!" Sora said, extremely startled.
"Sora? What are you doing here? Why are you…?" Riku questioned.
"It's a long story. I need to talk to you about something," Sora told him.
"So do I."
They both headed into Riku's room. Sora explained his dream in full detail. When he was explaining about the part where the person beckoned him to come forward, Riku looked extremely alarmed.
"And that's when…what's wrong?" Sora asked.
"I'll explain later. Keep going," Riku assured him.
Sora explained the rest of the incident, and then went on to tell him about what had happened after his dream. Riku just kept staring at Sora in absolute amazement.
"I had that exact same dream…only I saw you in there," Riku said softly. Sora shuddered at the mere sound of his voice. The same feeling that aroused whenever he was around Riku had come back again. ::Concentrate!:: he yelled to himself.
"You…you did? What do you mean you saw me there?" Sora inquired, trying to stay in focus of the situation.
"I remember all of that, about how you said everything was so vivid and it almost felt real. Only, I remember telling you to come forward, and motioning you with my finger like that," Riku explained. He couldn't help but notice, as serious as the situation was, how the moonlight shone so perfectly on Sora's face, making him look more beautiful (if possible) than before. His wet clothes clung tightly to his body, showing off all of his body to the last curve at his slim waist. His hair slightly flopped over from the rain, but miraculously managed to stay sticking up. Sora tilted his head slightly to the side, and Riku watched his bangs shift in the same direction. For some reason, he loved the way his hair fell into his face like that, how his bangs shifted over those beautiful eyes of his…
"Riku, did you see the thing that I told you about too?" Sora asked him. Riku jumped a little bit as that comment pulled him back into reality.
"I didn't…and I don't know why if you and I had the same dream," Riku pondered.
"It was really scary. I saw myself falling into the water and nearly drowning, just like what happened in my dream," Sora said fearfully. The memories came back, causing Sora to shiver. Riku noticed this, and carefully put an arm around his friend. He led Sora to the bed to help him calm down a little. Sora leaned a little on Riku's shoulder. His stomach gave a jolt that he was sure was not from any fear. He enjoyed being so close to Riku, but it still made him feel nervous, and a little guilty.
He then remembered, as if it had been a memory from long ago, that Riku had admitted to him that he liked him. Would it be okay if he showed Riku how he now felt? He was pretty sure that he at least had feelings for Riku.
Any type of denial that still remained had been quickly crushed at this very moment. All he wanted right now was to be with him…even if he would never get the chance again, he wanted to spend this one night with Riku. And he wanted to make it worth it. He didn't want to think about what could happen as a result of the dream. He wanted to forget all of that for just one moment.
He snuggled up to Riku, and placed his hands around his slim waste. His head was at Riku's chest and this time, he noticed, his heart was beating a lot faster. Satisfied with this reaction, Sora wrapped his free arm around his stomach and reached his leg over so that it was on Riku's lap. He wasn't sure quite what he was doing, but all he wanted was to be as close to Riku as possible. That was the only thing running through his mind right now.
Of course, Riku was surprised, and yet very pleased at what Sora was doing. He tried to tell himself that this didn't mean anything. Just because Sora was getting a little closer to him than usual didn't mean that he loved him. He probably just needed a little more comfort.
Well, if he needed him, even just for comfort, he might as well do it for him. He reached his free hand over to Sora's face, and began to stroke his cheek. Sora loved having Riku touch his face like this; it always relaxed him and made him feel happy and giddy inside. He felt Riku's hand fiddle around with the bangs of his hair and then he began to run his fingers through the rest of his wild hair. He let his hand run freely through Sora's hair, feeling it's soft texture run across his fingers. He felt the loose strands weaving through his hand, sliding in between the sides of his fingers and out through the upper edge of his palm. His hand roamed down from Sora's hair and back to his face again.
Sora could only sit there; he was completely dazed from everything that was happening to him. He would of never imagined sharing this kind of intimacy with his best friend. He never thought he would ever love him.
::Love him? Is it safe to say that I do?:: he wondered. But before he could pursue his thinking, he felt a gentle hand sliding down from his face to his waist. Sora sighed dreamily as he felt the hand caress his upper body all the way down to his waist. He was pulled, if possible, even closer to Riku's chest. Sora hugged Riku tighter and scooted himself closer to the rest of his body. His head was foggy with the sensations that he was feeling, making him think of nothing else but Riku. He hardly came across a thought of Kairi right now because of how Riku was making him feel. He wanted to stay with Riku forever, and never have to leave from his current position. Nothing was holding him back now, not even his feelings for Kairi. He didn't care about the later consequences this could bring, as long as he could have this moment with Riku.
Sora felt his head being tilted up. He looked up, and saw Riku looking down at him. There was a desire in his eyes, a want that almost scared Sora. He had never felt like anyone would need his touch. Suddenly, he saw Riku's face coming in closer contact with his own. He had done something like this the other day, but Sora had a feeling that this time it was his intention to finally kiss him. He wasn't sure if he wanted him to, or if he wanted everything to stop right now. He loved being near Riku, and he enjoyed his gentle touches. Would it make it okay for Riku to kiss him?
Suddenly, he felt Riku's lips brush against his cheek. Riku moved his mouth from Sora's cheek to closer to his mouth, and let a kiss fall there. Sora suddenly felt disappointed. It was so close, and yet so far. He suddenly felt himself wanting that kiss from Riku.
"Do it," he whispered.
Riku was a little surprised at first, but willingly followed what Sora commanded him to do. He moved his lips right over Sora's and let them fall into a kiss. He felt the warmth of the younger boy's mouth and deepened his kiss, creating more passion into this simple act. Sora moaned lustfully, his longing for intimacy only increasing. Riku saw this as an opportunity, and let his tongue slide into Sora's mouth. Sora jumped from this act, and was extremely surprised. Riku was also unsure of this move, since he immediately pulled his mouth away.
"Sorry…I went too far," he muttered.
"No, it was my fault. I tempted you," Sora explained.
"I shouldn't have even done anything. You have a girlfriend," Riku stated.
"That doesn't mean I don't love you!" Sora exclaimed, and then covered his mouth with his hand. He had not meant to blurt that out.
"You…what?" Riku asked. There was no way that this could be happening.
"I…I said I love…you," Sora muttered.
Riku was in shock. He never in his life would expect Sora to ever tell him anything like that.
"You do?" Riku asked.
"I do…I really do," Sora whispered.
It took all of Riku's self control to keep from screaming with joy and throwing his arms up in the air. He felt like the happiest person in the world right now, and he wouldn't trade this moment for anything else. Except, there was still Kairi.
"Do you still love Kairi?" he asked.
"I do, but that doesn't mean I don't love you too," Sora answered.
As much as he wanted Sora to say that Riku was the only one he loved, as long as he had a part of his heart, he would be satisfied. This was already more than he could hope for. Although, he still wondered how Sora was going to handle this situation.
"I'm sorry, Riku, but I have to go. Thanks…for being there for me," Sora said, and blushed a little. Riku grinned, and knew what Sora meant by being there for him. But then he remembered the reason that Sora had came to him in the first place.
"Sora, if anything like that happens again, tell me," Riku said sternly.
"I will," Sora promised, gave Riku a kiss on the cheek, and walked out of his room. Riku sat there with a hand on the spot where Sora had kissed him. A small blush crept up on his face. He could hardly believe what was happening. It was as if that dream they both had brought them together. It was a strange way of looking at it, since the dream obviously sent out an ominous message. He had to look out for himself, and especially Sora.
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The next morning, Sora woke up with a much more pleasant dream than before. He felt awful though; he had stayed up entirely too late that night. His head was throbbing, and it only made it worse to think about last night. Especially what had happened with Riku.
That reminded him that he needed to tell Kairi about how he felt about Riku. He had decided that last night…
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"Sora…if you still love Kairi, I think you should let her know how you feel about me," Riku had told him.
Sora had known this ever since he admitted (finally) to Riku how he felt. He was dreading it, though, and didn't even want to go through with it.
"How can I tell her?" Sora said.
"Just let her know…she'll understand. She's really a sweet girl," Riku said.
"Yeah, I know she is. She doesn't deserve me cheating on her…" Sora said sadly.
"But you have to let her know. Trust me, it'll only make things worse if you don't," Riku advised.
"Well…I guess you're right," Sora said reluctantly.
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He sighed heavily, and headed off to her house. Along the way he was wondering if Kairi would want to end the short-lived relationship if he told her that he loved Riku along with her. He began to have doubts on whether he should even tell Kairi about this or not. But then he would have to live with the guilt, and the truth would come out one way or another, and it would probably be even worse than what results doing this might bring. Reluctantly, he knocked on Kairi's door.
Surprisingly, there was no answer. She would usually be up at this hour. In fact, Sora halfway expected her to be at his door already.
He had a bad feeling about this. Afraid of what might of happened to her, he burst into her home and ran upstairs to her room. He opened the door, and was shocked at what he saw…or rather didn't see.
Kairi was gone.
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Ending notes: UGH, that was a long, terrible chapter. Sorry, I'm very bad at plot and romantic scenes. My head was congested when I wrote this one ^^;; I hope you won't stop reading because of this crappy chapter. It will get better. I promise I will improve. In the meantime, I think my eyes are about to fall out, so I better take a rest.
*flashback