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Wee!! My parents are out of town, so I'm home alone all weekend! KEGGER AT MY HOUSE! Well, then again, no. I have no friends to invite. They all live way the hell out in the West Side of the county and I'm almost on the coast. Damn friends. They need to move.

Anyways, I'm having a fun time with this. I've been working it out for two days in my head. Heheh, Sora's characterization is getting a bit, well, weird. I dunno if he's being OC or not, just... His personality's become a bit skewed. More details at the bottom, after I've typed this monster out. I'm still not really sure about where this is all heading. Should be fun.

Oh, and by the way, I've taken advantage of my home's emptiness by using the good computer and scanning more pictures. Go, once again, to my profile, click my homepage, read my rants if the spirit moves you (you can leave a comment if you feel like it. I don't care.), click 'Urban Angel Productions', and there'll be a pic of Sora from pretty much all my post-KH fics. I really can't imagine him without the hair. Anyway, click on him (oh, that sounded dirty XD) and there'll be a pic of Descend and Conquer era Riku. Don't you love his little tattoo of the Paopu fruit? ^^ Then click on the thing that says 'deviant art account' and there's a pic of older Kairi in there, and the same pic of Riku but without the glowy effect. Yep. And dammit, I've become addicted to solitaire. I know I should be writing, but I just... O.O

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Sora lay on Riku's chest, careful not to put his full weight on his love's now frail body. He breathed deeply, taking in the scent of perfection, of completeness, of love. He hoped it would never end. All he wanted was lying beneath him, breathing in time with him, synchronized with his heartbeat.

Truly, this was Love. In all its glory.

As the two lay listening to each other's soft breathing, they failed to notice the approaching footfalls. Sora finally noticed a hand on the edge of the small platform and quickly rolled off of Riku and sat up. Riku sat also, wondering what had caused the moment to end so abruptly. Just as he opened his mouth, however, he was cut off by high-pitched screaming.

"AHHHH! WHO ARE YOU? GET OUT OF HERE! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DO- Sora?" The voice commanded. "...And Riku? How the hell..."

They looked to the silhouette and in the pale moonlight could barely discern who it was. Then a feeling of overwhelming dread filled Sora's heart. It was Kairi.

"Oh my God! What are you two doing here? This is just... Amazing!" she exclaimed, beaming at them.

"Yeah... It was." Riku cast a sidelong glance at Sora, half-smiling.

"Huh?" She looked at him inquisitively for a moment, then shrugged it off and turned to Sora. "So how did you get here? Did you find each other and a way to get back?"

"Not really..." Sora sighed. "I just kinda... Woke up here. And then I found Riku. It's all been pretty weird. I dunno how to explain it." He looked at her, hoping that would suffice. She seemed satisfied and looked around the small tower.

"Hey, um, what are your shirts doing over there? You guys weren't..." She looked at them suspiciously.

"Well, actually-" Riku began, but an elbow to the ribs cut him off.

"NO! Of course not! Nothing like that! Ha, you're such a kidder, Kairi." Sora smiled in a nothing-is-wrong-everything-is-great-I-didn't-do- /anything/ kind of way at her, as Riku looked at him annoyed.

"Oh... Kay..." Kairi smiled in an unconvinced way, but did not pressure them further. "I was just going to ask if you were gonna go swimming without me." Sora turned a bit red as she smiled. "Anyway, why don't we go back to the main island? I'm sure everyone's gonna be anxious to see you again."

"No, we don't want to disturb them this late. We'll just sleep in the treehouse tonight." Sora yawned for effect.

"Ok, we have a lot to catch up on anyway. We could stay up all night talking. It'll be just like old times." She smiled at them.

"Naw, Kairi. You never slept in the treehouse with us! That was me and Riku time. Besides, I need to talk to him alone for a while anyway. We can talk all day tomorrow." He smiled warmly at her. Riku decided it was best to keep quiet. He kind of liked the direction this was headed, but at the same time he didn't like lying to Kairi, especially about something like... well, something like /that/. Who knows what the hell runs through that pretty head of his sometimes?

Both Riku and Kairi listened to Sora with rapt attention, wondering where he was going with all of this. When Sora said no more, she smiled at him, giving up on trying to worm anything out of him. She'd wait until tomorrow.

"Well, I guess you guys are tired, then. I'll go home and leave you alone." Kairi smiled and started to descend the ladder.

"Thanks, Kairi. We'll talk tomorrow, ok? I'll tell you all about what I've been doing." Sora smiled and followed her. 'Well, maybe not /everything/.' He thought.

The three made their way to the other side of the island, separating at the ramp leading up to the secret place. They said their good-byes as Kairi went to her boat and the two boys ascended the ladder to the treehouse.

Once inside, Riku rounded on Sora, crossing his arms. "What the hell was that all about?"

Sora looked a bit taken aback by his friend's sudden outburst. "What was what all about?" he asked indignantly.

"'You guys weren't-''NO! Nothing like that!'" Riku mocked in a high-pitched voice. "Why did you lie to her, Sora? She's our friend, she has a right to know."

"Yeah, well..." Sora looked at his feet.

"Well nothing! Sora... Oh no. You don't think she's still hung up over you, do you? It's been two years! She's probably moved on."

"Well, we were hung up over each other for sixteen years." He looked at his love innocently.

"True." Riku uncrossed his arms. "But then again, I thought I'd never have you, she, on the other hand, was sure you'd be together." He laughed. "Boy was /she/ ever wrong!"

"Shut up!" Sora pushed him playfully.

Riku returned the shove. "Make me."

Their words soon turned to a wrestling match, ending with Sora pinning Riku, straddling his hips and holding his wrists over his head. The two breathed heavily, their faces a mere inch or so apart. Sora looked down at his lover lustfully, but it was Riku who lifted his head to close the gap. The other deepened the kiss, bringing his hands down from Riku's wrists to his neck and then his sides.

Riku moved his lips from Sora's and kissed his neck and shoulders, licking and nipping his soft skin. Sora enjoyed this greatly and began to grind his hips in a suggestive manner. "Sora..." Riku moaned disapprovingly.

Sora rolled his eyes and sighed in mock exasperation. "Fine." He rolled off of his partner and onto his side, pressing Riku's back close to his chest. He buried his face in his love's silver hair, nuzzling his neck. "I love you anyway." He laughed lightly.

"I love you too, you irrepressible idiot." They both laughed. Sora squeezed Riku tightly to himself. 'Mine.' He smiled. They lay in the pale moonlight, sharing another one of those perfect moments where time seemed to stop, and they were the only two people in the world. He was just about to fall asleep when Riku spoke.

"We're going to have to tell her eventually, you know." Riku sighed.

"I know." Sora's eyes showed mixed hope and despair. "I know." 'But I don't want to lose you. Not again. Never again.' He kissed the back of Riku's neck a few times and rubbed his arm with his hand. "Eventually. We'll tell her."

"It has to be done, Sora. I don't want this to be a secret forever."

"It won't be. Not forever, anyway. I swear we'll tell her. We'll tell them all." 'Just not yet.' Sora heaved a deep sigh. "Just go to sleep now, love. We'll worry about it in the morning."

"Fine." Riku closed his eyes and Sora followed suit. Now he had things to think about and keep him awake all night.

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Awww... They're so cute! I wanna hold them! ^___^

Anyways, about Sora. I've given him a 'everything's fine as long as I'm accepted' mentality. I kinda think it works for him. You may notice a pattern as far as the love scenes go. Riku always starts them, but it's Sora who wants to take them to the next level. He respects Riku, though, and stops when asked. Now he's afraid of... No, I dun wanna give away the plot. Oh well. It's 2:30 and I've got work tomorrow. I swear, if anyone tries to jam anymore Christmas cheer down my throat, I'ma bite their hand right off. Damned department stores and their holiday sales. LEAVE ME ALONE! Children, don't let your parents be mean to cashiers. Who knows, it might be me.