Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts, only this fan fiction that I came up with. So please don't sue me! You would gain nothing anyways!

Pairing: Sora/Riku

Author's Note: OH MY GOD. Jesus Christ! I haven't updated in forever! I'm so sorry you guys! I guess it's because I'm sort of out of Kingdom Hearts now- I like Yami No Matsuei and Gravitation more. *hides* don't kill me! I'll finish this anyways! Just may take me longer to update... hehehe.

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Parting Of The Ways

Chapter 18: Untitled

"Selphie! Tidus! You'd better open this damn door right this instant!" A husky voice echoed from the inside the closet, followed by other loud noises coming from inside. Selphie inched over towards the door, followed by Tidus who was trying to hide behind her. This must have been a difficult task for him though because he was much larger than the very petite Selphie was.

"Oh, Tidus. Come on- it's not like whoever in there is going to kill us or something." She looked nervously behind her at her boyfriend. "Right?" When she didn't get the response she was looking for, like a nod of his head or a smile, Selphie turned back to face the door. Whoever was in there had shut up for the moment. She placed her hand on the doorknob and noticing that it was locked, jiggled the handle a bit before it finally let loose. Being so rusty, the whole doorknob fell off, leaving a little hole. Before she could put her hand through it and open the door, Selphie was knocked over by whoever was in there.

As soon as that damn doorknob had come off, Riku had just shoved with all his might and pushed the thing right over on top of Selphie.

"Selphie!" Tidus ran over and pushed the door off of her. "Riku?" He added, puzzled because who would have locked Riku in there? Of course Riku wouldn't lock himself in there- that would be something that people would expect Sora to do actually.

"What happened to you?" Selphie was now standing up, bits of dust still on her skirt from the door.

"Kairi is what happened to me." Riku shook his silver head, dust flying everywhere from it. "She locked me in there so she could spend time with Sora I guess. Oh, and Tidus- looks like you have something in here for Sel- " He was cut off by Tidus who was waving his hands around his facing and shaking his head, while still standing behind Selphie. He had wanted that to be a surprise, but with Riku absently blurting that out, that wish just wouldn't probably happen. "Ok well here." Riku handed Tidus a box, wrapped in silver paper. "Okay well, I just want to go back home, maybe talk to Kairi about this or something. I'll see you later."

Riku headed out the door, leaving Tidus and Selphie still in the old house. He had slammed it pretty hard, and that door fell off of its hinge too. Someone needed to do something about this house; it literally was a hazardous place.

"He's pissed." Tidus blankly stated, staring at Selphie with no expression in his eyes or voice." She had been giggling from how strong Riku was, being able to break both of those doors.

"Yeah, sure is. And a pissed off Riku isn't a good thing. No telling what he's gonna do to Kairi." She smiled, knowing it was mean to think of Riku killing Kairi. Selphie was planning on talking to Kairi anyways and hopefully being able to be her friend once again.

"Oh, Selphie, here's the thing I wanted to get from here anyways." Tidus handed her the wrapped up box. Before he knew anything else, silver paper was flying in every direction.

(Tidus: Note to self: Never spend Christmas with Selphie.)

"Selphie! Calm down! Jeeze." Selphie gasped at the present.

"Ohhh but it's soooo pretty!" Her green eyes grew about twice the size that they used to be and glistened with happiness. She lifted the bracelet out of the box before hugging Tidus. "But come on, I want to see what Riku's going to do to Kairi!" She bounced out of the house, followed by a tired Tidus. Spending the day with Selphie sure could tire someone out.

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Riku walked down the path at a hurried pace, wanting to get home and take a shower and change as soon as possible. His cargo shorts were dark blue, but now looked completely white from dust in that closet he had been stuck in. His shirt was partially ripped, and hair was matted with some sticky substance that he had bumped into on accident on one of the shelves.

Right as he placed his hand on the doorknob, a whistle echoed from inside his house. Riku squinted and peered through the window on the side of the door. "Sora! What are you doing in my house?" He crossed arms over his chest.

Sora was ignoring what Riku had just asked him and went on. "Why Riku! You're so incredibly hot looking that way!" He opened the door and dragged Riku inside. But still, if we're going to make out, I don't really want to get sticky or anything. So go take a shower." The brunette boy pushed him halfway up the stairs before Riku grasped the railing himself and walked up the rest of the way.

The thing that had just dazzled Riku the most was Sora didn't ask where he had been. Jeeze, if Sora had walked in looking like he had, Riku sure would have been hammering him with the question, "Where the hell have you been?!"

Disregarding that, Riku walked into his bathroom and managed to get his shorts off, but getting the shirt off was becoming a problem for him. It wouldn't slide over his hips, nor would it come off by means of his head either. Now he was in a fix. Riku didn't want to ask for Sora's help, but he didn't want the shirt to be stuck on him forever.

20 Minutes Later

"SORA!" Riku called down the stairs, hoping that Sora was waiting for him still. "I need your help." Riku asked quietly, hoping that Sora wouldn't get it in his pretty little head that Riku needed his help on anything. Riku wanted to be the one to help Sora, not the other way around.

"Yeah, Riku?" Sora called back up the stairs, letting his dark blue eyes wander to the door of the bathroom before Riku popped his head out.

"I need your help." Riku whined, still struggling with the shirt.

"You need my help? My help? My help? My help!!!" Sora was obviously a bit excited by the idea of Riku needing his help. He ran up the stairs, pouncing on Riku. "What'd you need, Riku?" Sora closed his eyes and leaned his head on Riku's chest.

"Well, my shirt is kinda stuck. Could you help me take it off?" Riku pointed his finger at the rip in his shirt.

"Why don't you just rip it off?" Sora stared cutely at Riku with an expression on his face as if to say:

You idiot, even I could figure that out.

And just as Riku suspected Sora blurted out those words. "Riku, you idiot! Even I could figure that one out! Jeeze, and you thought I was stupid?" He pouted before attacking the shirt and trying to tickle Riku at the same time.

"You're so predictable." Riku ignored the comment made by his lover and instead reached out to touch Sora's lips with his fingertips. He let his finger roam across Sora's pearly pink lips before letting his own lips meet Sora's in a gentle, sweet kiss. While kissing Sora, the brunette was still trying to take off Riku's shirt.

Who knew that Sora could multi-task?

Right when Riku broke from the long kiss, Sora had finally finished ripping apart what was left of the other boy's shirt. "There ya go!" He smiled with his reply, much like a little boy would have done. But Sora was so much like a little boy, and he was so adorable like a little boy.

Before Riku had stood up, Sora had jumped up and piled three towels on his head. "Hurry up, Riku! I wanna do something with you today!" Sora pouted cutely and stuck his lower lip out. "Because I was really bored, and you know how it is when you're bored. Cause you have nothing to do and no one to talk to or anything so you end up doing nothing because you're bored and have nothing to do or no one to talk to!"

Riku rolled his eyes at his Sora. The boy was just too cute and childish for words at times. "I'll go as fast as I can." Sora was still pouting so Riku added, "I promise." Sora got a grin on his face the size of Texas at that moment.

"What?" Riku was desperately wanting to know now whatever the hell it was that Sora was thinking. It was odd how cute and innocent Sora could be, then how kinky and sexual he could be at other times. But that was a rare thing, and Riku wanted to keep his cutie little Sora for as long as he could.

Sora laughed for a moment before answering the question. Eventually, his laughing became out of control and he fell over backwards, landing on the hard and cold bathroom tile. Riku peered over Sora's scrunched up knees to see that the boy had his eyes tightly closed and was laughing hysterically.

He asked again the same question that he had earlier. "What?!" Seeing that Sora was still laughing, and probably not intending to answer anytime soon, Riku asked once more. Only this time- he intended on asking his Sora a little less nicely than the one-liner known as, "what."

"Sora!! What is so funny!?" Riku asked his boyfriend, who was still in hysterics.

"Well, never mind. I might tell you later. Just hurry up and get dressed so I can have my way with you later on!" Sora smiled, and stopped his ridiculous laughing fit before sitting back upright on the floor, next to Riku. He stole a light kiss from the silver haired boy, before heading out the bathroom door, making sure he left it open.

"Sora! You may look innocent and cute, but you're really just a big pervert!" Riku shut the door on Sora's face while chuckling lightly to himself. He stripped his still dusty pants off and carelessly threw them over in the corner of the room.

Admiring his slim figure in the mirror, Riku ran his hands through his hair once more and shook the silver mess. Dust flew all over the mirror and all over the floor as well. The tile in the bathroom was jet black, making it very noticeable.

Since Riku was the perfectionist that he was, he groaned, knowing that he would have to clean this crap up.

"I'll take a shower first." Riku pulled the white shower curtain back and stepped into the white base. The silver haired boy placed his pale hand upon the faucet and turned it to the left, indicating hot.

There was nothing like a hot bath to sooth him at the moment. For what troubles would come ahead, with him confronting Kairi. Riku was so nauseated by the thought of him talking to Kairi about it. Maybe she would understand after all though.

Maybe she would. Maybe she wouldn't.

You never know with Kairi.

She's a walking question mark.

"Riiiiiiiku!" Riku heard a shrill voice right outside the shower. No doubt this was Sora. Jeeze, Sora just happens to walk right in on poor Riku while he's trying to take a shower after an extremely harsh and brain washing day.

"What is it?" Riku called out, trying to breathe through all of the steam that was surrounding his pretty face. "Sora, do you need something?"

"No, I just came in to check on you!" He giggled in-between words. No doubt that Sora did have something up his sleeve. Only Riku was kind of afraid as to what that something actually was.

"Well, I'm fine!" Riku laughed to himself. "Look, I'm just taking a shower, I'll be out in a minute." The boy stated casually as he continued to lather shampoo into his silver tresses.

Sora laughed some more and left the room, shutting the door quietly being him.

"Jeeze, either Sora really wants to see me naked, or he wants something from me besides myself." Riku mumbled to himself, swallowing mouthfuls of the deadly steam that was still currently surrounding him.

But he's never hard up for money or anything.

What the hell could be wrong with him?

Why was he smiling and giggling all the time before I was taking my shower?

And what in gods name did he take from the bathroom when he came in? Nothing of importance was in here.

Riku finished rinsing out all of the shampoo out of his hair and turned the water off. By this time it had gotten actually pretty cold, since it was taking him so damned long to shower. Really, Riku was actually quite modest about his body- no matter how perfect or well worked it possibly was. And walking out completely naked in front of Sora wouldn't exactly make this phobia any better. Even Sora knew of Riku's fear of his body being shown. This was one of the many reasons why he stuck to pants so often, even in the heat that the beach endured.

The water dripped a couple of times, splashing to the white washing basin before finally stopping altogether. Riku stepped out of the shower and reached over for a towel. Before calling for Sora's help, he had gone into his mother's bathroom and pulled out two fluffy white towels.

"Huh?" Riku question himself, while taking notice that the towels had disappeared from where he had placed them just about a half an hour ago. "I thought I put them right there." Riku got a confused look on his face before finally realized what the hell had just now happened.

Paniking, he turned around to see if his pile of clothes were still there.

There was nothing. Nothing lying on the floor. Nothing he could use as a coverup.

Sora had taken his clothes. The little bastard! Riku cursed quietly. Sora would pay for this, maybe he wouldn't let him sleep over anymore. Nah, Riku probably wouldn't be able to handle that either.

Or, the occasional ass-whiping routine. Hmm. Riku had made it up in his mind though that Sora was going to suffer one way or another for this.

"SORA! Give me back my clothes!" Riku called down the stairs. This was completely embarrassing.

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Author's Note: This is shorter than usual, and I have no idea where to end this. Jeeze, oh well I might just end it at the next chapter with some sappy one liner for the ending. Anyways please review- even though I'm not really into this story, I still would like the reviews. Thanks for reading! I'll try to update faster next time.