Title: Freak Storm
Author: Andro & Suki
Rating: R, anything above will be marked in the authors note.
Couples: RikuSora
Type: AU, long PWP
Disclaimer: They're not ours. Yea, pretty simple.
Author Notes:
Well...what can I say? It's a long(17,000 words or so) RikuSora PWP. ^.~ It should be completely posted in about five chapters I believe.
*~*~*~
The brilliant sun stared down at the busy city of Rokio, a metropolis abundant in technology and commercial pleasures. Not even a soft breeze rose to soften the heat blow, but still life went on.
Sora was lost.
A thin boy of sixteen, he owned a pair of large blue eyes and an unruly mop of dark brown hair tinted lightly with dark red that caught in the morning rays. He wasn't originally from Rokio, but rather, was there visiting his grandparents for a couple days.
After a twenty-four hour period of being cooed over and having a good night's sleep, he'd woken up to the annoying fact that his grandparents kept no reasonable food in their fridge. Everything was so healthy that nothing had taste. And if it did, it was nasty. Borrowing twenty bucks from his grandfather, Sora had left their house to walk down the three blocks to a nearby market.
Unfortunately, Sora neither knew the region, nor was he known for being good at directions. Which was why he was wandering down the cement walkway at ten on a bright Monday morning. It was a bit warm, but he didn't mind the heat, he came from a place called Destiny Island Proper, when it was always hot.
Besides, his problem was that he had absolutely no idea where he was going or his current location.
Sighing, Sora pulled his arms behind his head and glanced down one side of the street, checking for a car. Seeing none, he began walking across. Now, if there was only someone around, he could -ask- them for directions, but were they around? Nooo. Of course not. He raised his eyes to the sky and kept walking.
*~*~*~
Rokio public schools typically started around 10:05 every morning. And district PS-118 was no different. The morning bell chimed, telling the students still outside in the courtyard that class was about to start in five minutes. Waves of kids fourteen years and up began pouring in through the doors obediently. Except for a small cluster of older teens nearby the gated entrance.
"I'm gunna jet guys, gunna see if there's anything interesting to do in this town..." A boy with silver layered hair said, revving up the motor on his bike.
One of his friends nodded and spat out a cigarette.
"Yeah... I think I'm just going to drop by my girlfriend's all day.."
"That's all you ever think about......."
"Heheh. Well, I'm sure you would too, Riku..."
"Shuddup. See you guys later." With a squeal, Riku took off.
***
The boy was driving through a back alley, a typical shortcut he took to avoid early morning traffic. The only thing you really had to worry about was a housewife dumping mop water on you from the apartments above. Luckily, cleaning day wasn't Monday, and he kept riding, the wheels of his Shinra-X60 squealing through the damp alleyway.
//Wonder if there's any contests going on at the arcadia?\\ He thought, pulling out of the alley, and tearing down a surprisingly vacant street.
//Wow. No morning rush today. That's unreal...\\ Far ahead of him, a lanky figure began crossing the street.
"Fooood." His stomach grumbling, Sora paused briefly to pat it, wishing he'd just find some open place to grab a bite to eat and to ask for directions. His eyes were lowered, so he didn't notice the gleaming object heading in his direction. A roaring sound filled his ears however, and he looked up sharply, only having enough time to notice that something was going to hit him head on. Thanks to years of playing blitzball, Sora immediately launched himself off to the side, hitting rough cement.
Riku had been lost in thought as he'd been driving, and the sudden appearance of a teenage boy in his line of travel caught his attention.
//Idiot! What's he doin' in the street?!\\ Riku screeched to a halt, swerving the bike to the side and coming to a rest some meters away. The boy had jumped out of the way thankfully, (if he hadn't, Riku was sure he woulda hit him) and was now safely a few feet away, on the sidewalk. Riku glared momentarily, as the engine purred away.
"Oi, what the hell you think you're doin' walking in the street like that, kid?"
Rolling over so that he was sitting while leaning on his splayed palms, Sora shook his head and glanced up, the sun getting into his eyes as he stared, wide eyed at the other teen on the bike. He looked tall, with out a doubt he was much taller than Sora himself, with gleaming gray hair. A thin white sleeveless jacket hugged his body, fitting snuggly around his shoulders. A zipper line began at the bottom and rose up.
He blinked.
"Kid? Excuse me? I'm not the one that came tearing up the street like there were demons at my heels!" He snapped, the words finally sinking into his dazed brain. His eyes narrowed, and his lips pressed together tightly, looking put off.
//'Demon at my heels'? \\ Riku echoed in thought, not having heard that metaphor before. It sounded old fashioned. He then took the boy's clothes into consideration. Shoes that looked like a mix of sneakers and sandals. A pair of somber navy shorts the revealed long tanned legs, awkwardly displayed since the teen hadn't yet lifted himself up. A red tanktop that was ridding up, with a strip of smooth golden flesh peeking at him whenever the boy's chest rose up in breath. Riku's gaze trailed up to the boy's face. He looked indignant. Adorable even-If Riku didn't know better, he might have said the other looked close to pouting. Still...
//... A bumpkin from the hick-islands..\\
He sighed and shook his head.
"Yeah, well...see...this here is a *street*, its made for vehicles and the like. *You* are supposed to stay on the *sidewalk*, there..." He pointed.
"You don't usually expect to see a person wandering in the middle of the road looking lost..."
"I was not wandering, I was walking across! And I am lost, so nyah!" Running a distracted hand through his hair, Sora picked himself off, trying to brush the dust off his clothes. He wasn't really hurt, it was just his palms that stung-almost as if he'd touched Fire Coral like when he'd been five-since layers of skin had been rubbed off, and his pride had taken a hit. Thrusting his hands inside the baggy dark blue shorts, Sora shot another dark look at the silver haired boy. //Man, if people around here are like him, I'm glad I live on Destiny Islands. Looks don't matter if they're jerks. \\
"*You* should be careful, if it hadn't moved you could have hurt me." //Meh. why am I talking to him?\\
Making a scoffing noise, Sora turned around to walk away-somewhere.
"T'sk...." Riku rolled his eyes. The bumpkins were all the same...so clueless. The older boy was about to take off when he noticed something. The boy was heading down a one-way street to...
"Uhm..kid...? Why are you heading to the city dump?" A tiny twitch threatened to curl into a smile.
//He's *so* lost...\\
"Eeh....I don't know, but now I'm not walking there anymore." A light pink suffused Sora's face as he did a ninety degree turn and began walking across the street again-after making -sure- that there wasn't anyone else around. He kept his face up and his eyes straight ahead. //Man, what do I care what he thinks? Fine, I SAID that I don't know my way around here...eh. At least he told me where I was heading before I had to find it out by myself the hard way.\\
He wrinkled his nose, a disgusted expression on his face. //Eeew.\\ He stopped, and then risked a glance behind him.
Riku had stepped off his bike for a second. One, he had to adjust something with the gages that was reading funky from the turn-out he'd had, second; he was thinking of whether or not to help the outlander.
//He's lost. He said so. And alone. And small. That's never a good combination around here... especially in the nearby districts...\\ He adjusted his coat, zipping it down a little to cool off. //Damn. Didn't think it was going to be this warm today... oh well.\\
Riku noticed the other boy was glancing back at him; but didn't show any recognition.
//He's a cute looking kid... wonder what he's doing out here?\\
//Damn. Definitely never seen anyone wear something like that. It looks hot. Ahem. In a weather kind of sense of course. Right. Uh-huh. Sure, keep telling yourself that Sora Kogai, I'm sure if you repeat it enough, you'll start to believe it. Uh-huh.\\ Rolling his eyes again since the voice inside his head had annoyingly taken on the tone of the man on the bike, Sora gave a disgusted sigh and turned around, walking back. Pressing his lips together, he was reluctant to speak at first as he stopped in front of the bike, but finally he gave into his stomach's demands.
"Look, can you please tell me where I can find a restaurant or market?"
Riku grinned.
"Sure... it'd beat getting a lil' breakfast at the dump wouldn't it?" He chuckled, but relented his joke and turned serious.
"The food district is about... four districts north of here. Has just about anything you could possibly want to eat." Riku checked his watch. 10:09. The next bus wouldn't be until noon.
"Hm. You gotta way to get there?" A district was a very big area in itself...walking from one to the other was a definite chore in itself, and walking from one district to another four districts away..... was unheard of. It just wasn't practical. Unfortunately, the bus system was rather chancy and had long times in between their stops.
"You think if I did, I would be walking?" Sora replied dryly, raising his watch to look at the time as well. 10:10. Damn. He'd all ready spent half an hour walking back and forth, and quite frankly, he couldn't even remember from which side of the city he'd come from.
//Guess I'll have to call grampa and tell him to come pick me up.\\ He kept a straight face to avoid from groaning at the talk he'd get for getting lost. As if he did it on purpose.
"Anyway, thanks, guess I'll just start walking, it can't be that far, can it?"
"Eeh..." Riku made a painful face. "It'd be at least a three hour walk, kid. And with all the traffic in the busier districts, it'd take even longer..." He considered. //Eh.. why not..\\
"Hey, c'mon. I'll give ya a ride." The silver-haired teen wasn't sure if the other'd accept. He didn't know him. And now offering a ride? As if to sway his judgment, Riku added:
"You *could* wait for a bus... but the next one doesn't come for about two more hours... and if you *really* want to walk there... well.... you may as well get breakfast from the dump because you'd starve by the time ya got there..." Riku smiled. It was a friendly one, changing from the mocking grin he'd held earlier.
Sora made a face, his lower lip sticking out from other his pressed down teeth. //Jeeze. It's almost as if it's destined to be. I mean, I'm lucky I wasn't really hurt, and now he's offering me a ride and the place I want to go to is that far away...Eh.\\ He shrugged lightly. Sora wasn't one to question his luck, if something happened, flow with it. Besides, that bike looked really cool damn it.
Pushing a red bang out of his face, Sora smiled back for the first time, early irritation forgotten.
"Sure. Thanks man."
Riku grinned.
//Sweet. Arcadia was looking boring anyway.\\
"Great. Here." Riku tossed the younger boy the crimson and black helmet he never wore. He was a decent driver (when others were with him of course, otherwise he was relatively reckless..) but he still preferred the younger boy to be in a safer position. Especially after earlier.
//But like I'm telling him that...\\ Riku mounted his bike, and revved the motor a little. It had died down during their conversation. He nodded behind him.
"There's a seat behind me. Just put your feet on the footholds, and hold onta my back..." The bike was very impressive. It was crimson and black that the helmet matched, and it was the latest model. It was also the one thing Riku had that he cared about, so it was flawlessly clean and taken care of beautifully.
Whistling softly in appreciation under his breath, Sora then grinned and pulled on the helmet.
"Cool, 'kay." Pushing down the visor, the sixteen year old slipped on top with nimble movements. Being active all the time in a place like Destiny Islands at least gave you some grace and flexibility. Mindful of putting his feet where he had been told, Sora leaned in close, smelling the rich leather before slipping his slim arms around the other's waist.
He'd thought of putting his hands on the other's shoulders to be less intrusive, but somehow, he doubted that driving that way was very safe.
"Heh. Yeah, not the shoulders. Or I can't steer very well..." Riku commented as if he'd read Sora's mind.
//Kel always does and we've nearly crashed every time. Psycho.\\. With a kick to the ignition bar, the motor roared back into its true form, and they sped off, heading northward towards the food district.
//Huh. Gunna need to duck into a lotta alleyways...rush hours on about now in Number three... hope the kid doesn't mind a little close quarters...\\
//Mmkay, at least I know that he doesn't mind.\\ Sora thought gratefully, moving his head to the side slightly so that he could peer over the taller teen's shoulder. It wasn't that easy, since the other -was- taller than him, but stubbornly, Sora managed it. This was his first bike ride and he wanted to see it all.
When the bike came to life and slashed through the street, Sora couldn't help the faint tightening of his grasp. They weren't going near as fast as when he'd first seen the green eyed male, but it still made him a little nervous. //...? I don't even know his name..well..he doesn't know mine either.\\
//Okay, slow down, Riku... don't wanna freak the kid out or nuthin... what *is* his name anyway?\\ Kicking himself for not asking earlier, the older boy kept driving; not failing to notice the tighter grip on his taunt stomach. //Keep your mind off that, man.\\ He grinned lightly to himself.
***
District three came, and after some alley-ducking, they were nearly to District Four. A slight traffic jam had threatened to slow them down a little bit, but Riku simply weaved around the parked cars (much to the officers' distaste) and continued.
//I'm hungry too, bloody...\\ His passenger's grip tightened considerably when they passed through the traffic, and Riku slowed the bike a little after that, and didn't try anything too risky.
His heart was beating faster than normal, making a soft 'thump' 'thump' noise in the back of his head.
They weren't really going that far again, but how near the cars were making his breath catch in his throat. Still, Riku did seem to know what he was doing, and they weren't -dead- yet so he slackened his grip and allowed his chin to lower on to the other's shoulders until they seemed to charge into a bright, clean area with many one floor buildings surrounding them. //Is this it?\\ Apparently it was, because the bike came to a stop on a deserted side walk.
Pulling back, Sora pulled off the helmet and shook his head, sending locks of ruby tinted hair flying all over his face before he had to stop, a dizzying sensation spreading from his head to his legs.
"Whoa...hello ground..." Blinking, Sora slipped off and had to stand still for a couple seconds as his sense of balance returned.
Riku shook his windblown hair, tucked a stray bang behind his ear, and turned to face his passenger.
"Whoa... you okay?" He asked, reaching out with an arm to steady the boy if he needed it. His curiosity was still piqued on what the cute boy's name was, but he figured just suddenly blurting the question would seem a little awkward, so he settled for:
"Didja like the ride?" He lowered the kick stand, and stopped the bike; removing the keys. Looking up and giving the silver haired teen a grateful smile, Sora nodded, brushing back messy locks of hair.
"Yea, I'm okay, just had to get my bearings." He explained, smiling simply.
"Did I like it?" Sora's smile turned a bit mischievous and he tilted his head, winking.
"Do you even have to ask?"
Glancing away, Sora studied the places and the propaganda that announced that they were the best, and his brow furrowed. At home back on Destiny Islands, he'd have no problem picking out his favorite restaurant to eat, but here, everything was confusing and alien. //Meeh...oi, dude, give him thanks.\\
Embarrassed, Sora turned back and threw him a grin.
"Hey, since you gave me a ride, want to come eat breakfast with me?"
*~*~*~
Andro
Author: Andro & Suki
Rating: R, anything above will be marked in the authors note.
Couples: RikuSora
Type: AU, long PWP
Disclaimer: They're not ours. Yea, pretty simple.
Author Notes:
Well...what can I say? It's a long(17,000 words or so) RikuSora PWP. ^.~ It should be completely posted in about five chapters I believe.
*~*~*~
The brilliant sun stared down at the busy city of Rokio, a metropolis abundant in technology and commercial pleasures. Not even a soft breeze rose to soften the heat blow, but still life went on.
Sora was lost.
A thin boy of sixteen, he owned a pair of large blue eyes and an unruly mop of dark brown hair tinted lightly with dark red that caught in the morning rays. He wasn't originally from Rokio, but rather, was there visiting his grandparents for a couple days.
After a twenty-four hour period of being cooed over and having a good night's sleep, he'd woken up to the annoying fact that his grandparents kept no reasonable food in their fridge. Everything was so healthy that nothing had taste. And if it did, it was nasty. Borrowing twenty bucks from his grandfather, Sora had left their house to walk down the three blocks to a nearby market.
Unfortunately, Sora neither knew the region, nor was he known for being good at directions. Which was why he was wandering down the cement walkway at ten on a bright Monday morning. It was a bit warm, but he didn't mind the heat, he came from a place called Destiny Island Proper, when it was always hot.
Besides, his problem was that he had absolutely no idea where he was going or his current location.
Sighing, Sora pulled his arms behind his head and glanced down one side of the street, checking for a car. Seeing none, he began walking across. Now, if there was only someone around, he could -ask- them for directions, but were they around? Nooo. Of course not. He raised his eyes to the sky and kept walking.
*~*~*~
Rokio public schools typically started around 10:05 every morning. And district PS-118 was no different. The morning bell chimed, telling the students still outside in the courtyard that class was about to start in five minutes. Waves of kids fourteen years and up began pouring in through the doors obediently. Except for a small cluster of older teens nearby the gated entrance.
"I'm gunna jet guys, gunna see if there's anything interesting to do in this town..." A boy with silver layered hair said, revving up the motor on his bike.
One of his friends nodded and spat out a cigarette.
"Yeah... I think I'm just going to drop by my girlfriend's all day.."
"That's all you ever think about......."
"Heheh. Well, I'm sure you would too, Riku..."
"Shuddup. See you guys later." With a squeal, Riku took off.
***
The boy was driving through a back alley, a typical shortcut he took to avoid early morning traffic. The only thing you really had to worry about was a housewife dumping mop water on you from the apartments above. Luckily, cleaning day wasn't Monday, and he kept riding, the wheels of his Shinra-X60 squealing through the damp alleyway.
//Wonder if there's any contests going on at the arcadia?\\ He thought, pulling out of the alley, and tearing down a surprisingly vacant street.
//Wow. No morning rush today. That's unreal...\\ Far ahead of him, a lanky figure began crossing the street.
"Fooood." His stomach grumbling, Sora paused briefly to pat it, wishing he'd just find some open place to grab a bite to eat and to ask for directions. His eyes were lowered, so he didn't notice the gleaming object heading in his direction. A roaring sound filled his ears however, and he looked up sharply, only having enough time to notice that something was going to hit him head on. Thanks to years of playing blitzball, Sora immediately launched himself off to the side, hitting rough cement.
Riku had been lost in thought as he'd been driving, and the sudden appearance of a teenage boy in his line of travel caught his attention.
//Idiot! What's he doin' in the street?!\\ Riku screeched to a halt, swerving the bike to the side and coming to a rest some meters away. The boy had jumped out of the way thankfully, (if he hadn't, Riku was sure he woulda hit him) and was now safely a few feet away, on the sidewalk. Riku glared momentarily, as the engine purred away.
"Oi, what the hell you think you're doin' walking in the street like that, kid?"
Rolling over so that he was sitting while leaning on his splayed palms, Sora shook his head and glanced up, the sun getting into his eyes as he stared, wide eyed at the other teen on the bike. He looked tall, with out a doubt he was much taller than Sora himself, with gleaming gray hair. A thin white sleeveless jacket hugged his body, fitting snuggly around his shoulders. A zipper line began at the bottom and rose up.
He blinked.
"Kid? Excuse me? I'm not the one that came tearing up the street like there were demons at my heels!" He snapped, the words finally sinking into his dazed brain. His eyes narrowed, and his lips pressed together tightly, looking put off.
//'Demon at my heels'? \\ Riku echoed in thought, not having heard that metaphor before. It sounded old fashioned. He then took the boy's clothes into consideration. Shoes that looked like a mix of sneakers and sandals. A pair of somber navy shorts the revealed long tanned legs, awkwardly displayed since the teen hadn't yet lifted himself up. A red tanktop that was ridding up, with a strip of smooth golden flesh peeking at him whenever the boy's chest rose up in breath. Riku's gaze trailed up to the boy's face. He looked indignant. Adorable even-If Riku didn't know better, he might have said the other looked close to pouting. Still...
//... A bumpkin from the hick-islands..\\
He sighed and shook his head.
"Yeah, well...see...this here is a *street*, its made for vehicles and the like. *You* are supposed to stay on the *sidewalk*, there..." He pointed.
"You don't usually expect to see a person wandering in the middle of the road looking lost..."
"I was not wandering, I was walking across! And I am lost, so nyah!" Running a distracted hand through his hair, Sora picked himself off, trying to brush the dust off his clothes. He wasn't really hurt, it was just his palms that stung-almost as if he'd touched Fire Coral like when he'd been five-since layers of skin had been rubbed off, and his pride had taken a hit. Thrusting his hands inside the baggy dark blue shorts, Sora shot another dark look at the silver haired boy. //Man, if people around here are like him, I'm glad I live on Destiny Islands. Looks don't matter if they're jerks. \\
"*You* should be careful, if it hadn't moved you could have hurt me." //Meh. why am I talking to him?\\
Making a scoffing noise, Sora turned around to walk away-somewhere.
"T'sk...." Riku rolled his eyes. The bumpkins were all the same...so clueless. The older boy was about to take off when he noticed something. The boy was heading down a one-way street to...
"Uhm..kid...? Why are you heading to the city dump?" A tiny twitch threatened to curl into a smile.
//He's *so* lost...\\
"Eeh....I don't know, but now I'm not walking there anymore." A light pink suffused Sora's face as he did a ninety degree turn and began walking across the street again-after making -sure- that there wasn't anyone else around. He kept his face up and his eyes straight ahead. //Man, what do I care what he thinks? Fine, I SAID that I don't know my way around here...eh. At least he told me where I was heading before I had to find it out by myself the hard way.\\
He wrinkled his nose, a disgusted expression on his face. //Eeew.\\ He stopped, and then risked a glance behind him.
Riku had stepped off his bike for a second. One, he had to adjust something with the gages that was reading funky from the turn-out he'd had, second; he was thinking of whether or not to help the outlander.
//He's lost. He said so. And alone. And small. That's never a good combination around here... especially in the nearby districts...\\ He adjusted his coat, zipping it down a little to cool off. //Damn. Didn't think it was going to be this warm today... oh well.\\
Riku noticed the other boy was glancing back at him; but didn't show any recognition.
//He's a cute looking kid... wonder what he's doing out here?\\
//Damn. Definitely never seen anyone wear something like that. It looks hot. Ahem. In a weather kind of sense of course. Right. Uh-huh. Sure, keep telling yourself that Sora Kogai, I'm sure if you repeat it enough, you'll start to believe it. Uh-huh.\\ Rolling his eyes again since the voice inside his head had annoyingly taken on the tone of the man on the bike, Sora gave a disgusted sigh and turned around, walking back. Pressing his lips together, he was reluctant to speak at first as he stopped in front of the bike, but finally he gave into his stomach's demands.
"Look, can you please tell me where I can find a restaurant or market?"
Riku grinned.
"Sure... it'd beat getting a lil' breakfast at the dump wouldn't it?" He chuckled, but relented his joke and turned serious.
"The food district is about... four districts north of here. Has just about anything you could possibly want to eat." Riku checked his watch. 10:09. The next bus wouldn't be until noon.
"Hm. You gotta way to get there?" A district was a very big area in itself...walking from one to the other was a definite chore in itself, and walking from one district to another four districts away..... was unheard of. It just wasn't practical. Unfortunately, the bus system was rather chancy and had long times in between their stops.
"You think if I did, I would be walking?" Sora replied dryly, raising his watch to look at the time as well. 10:10. Damn. He'd all ready spent half an hour walking back and forth, and quite frankly, he couldn't even remember from which side of the city he'd come from.
//Guess I'll have to call grampa and tell him to come pick me up.\\ He kept a straight face to avoid from groaning at the talk he'd get for getting lost. As if he did it on purpose.
"Anyway, thanks, guess I'll just start walking, it can't be that far, can it?"
"Eeh..." Riku made a painful face. "It'd be at least a three hour walk, kid. And with all the traffic in the busier districts, it'd take even longer..." He considered. //Eh.. why not..\\
"Hey, c'mon. I'll give ya a ride." The silver-haired teen wasn't sure if the other'd accept. He didn't know him. And now offering a ride? As if to sway his judgment, Riku added:
"You *could* wait for a bus... but the next one doesn't come for about two more hours... and if you *really* want to walk there... well.... you may as well get breakfast from the dump because you'd starve by the time ya got there..." Riku smiled. It was a friendly one, changing from the mocking grin he'd held earlier.
Sora made a face, his lower lip sticking out from other his pressed down teeth. //Jeeze. It's almost as if it's destined to be. I mean, I'm lucky I wasn't really hurt, and now he's offering me a ride and the place I want to go to is that far away...Eh.\\ He shrugged lightly. Sora wasn't one to question his luck, if something happened, flow with it. Besides, that bike looked really cool damn it.
Pushing a red bang out of his face, Sora smiled back for the first time, early irritation forgotten.
"Sure. Thanks man."
Riku grinned.
//Sweet. Arcadia was looking boring anyway.\\
"Great. Here." Riku tossed the younger boy the crimson and black helmet he never wore. He was a decent driver (when others were with him of course, otherwise he was relatively reckless..) but he still preferred the younger boy to be in a safer position. Especially after earlier.
//But like I'm telling him that...\\ Riku mounted his bike, and revved the motor a little. It had died down during their conversation. He nodded behind him.
"There's a seat behind me. Just put your feet on the footholds, and hold onta my back..." The bike was very impressive. It was crimson and black that the helmet matched, and it was the latest model. It was also the one thing Riku had that he cared about, so it was flawlessly clean and taken care of beautifully.
Whistling softly in appreciation under his breath, Sora then grinned and pulled on the helmet.
"Cool, 'kay." Pushing down the visor, the sixteen year old slipped on top with nimble movements. Being active all the time in a place like Destiny Islands at least gave you some grace and flexibility. Mindful of putting his feet where he had been told, Sora leaned in close, smelling the rich leather before slipping his slim arms around the other's waist.
He'd thought of putting his hands on the other's shoulders to be less intrusive, but somehow, he doubted that driving that way was very safe.
"Heh. Yeah, not the shoulders. Or I can't steer very well..." Riku commented as if he'd read Sora's mind.
//Kel always does and we've nearly crashed every time. Psycho.\\. With a kick to the ignition bar, the motor roared back into its true form, and they sped off, heading northward towards the food district.
//Huh. Gunna need to duck into a lotta alleyways...rush hours on about now in Number three... hope the kid doesn't mind a little close quarters...\\
//Mmkay, at least I know that he doesn't mind.\\ Sora thought gratefully, moving his head to the side slightly so that he could peer over the taller teen's shoulder. It wasn't that easy, since the other -was- taller than him, but stubbornly, Sora managed it. This was his first bike ride and he wanted to see it all.
When the bike came to life and slashed through the street, Sora couldn't help the faint tightening of his grasp. They weren't going near as fast as when he'd first seen the green eyed male, but it still made him a little nervous. //...? I don't even know his name..well..he doesn't know mine either.\\
//Okay, slow down, Riku... don't wanna freak the kid out or nuthin... what *is* his name anyway?\\ Kicking himself for not asking earlier, the older boy kept driving; not failing to notice the tighter grip on his taunt stomach. //Keep your mind off that, man.\\ He grinned lightly to himself.
***
District three came, and after some alley-ducking, they were nearly to District Four. A slight traffic jam had threatened to slow them down a little bit, but Riku simply weaved around the parked cars (much to the officers' distaste) and continued.
//I'm hungry too, bloody...\\ His passenger's grip tightened considerably when they passed through the traffic, and Riku slowed the bike a little after that, and didn't try anything too risky.
His heart was beating faster than normal, making a soft 'thump' 'thump' noise in the back of his head.
They weren't really going that far again, but how near the cars were making his breath catch in his throat. Still, Riku did seem to know what he was doing, and they weren't -dead- yet so he slackened his grip and allowed his chin to lower on to the other's shoulders until they seemed to charge into a bright, clean area with many one floor buildings surrounding them. //Is this it?\\ Apparently it was, because the bike came to a stop on a deserted side walk.
Pulling back, Sora pulled off the helmet and shook his head, sending locks of ruby tinted hair flying all over his face before he had to stop, a dizzying sensation spreading from his head to his legs.
"Whoa...hello ground..." Blinking, Sora slipped off and had to stand still for a couple seconds as his sense of balance returned.
Riku shook his windblown hair, tucked a stray bang behind his ear, and turned to face his passenger.
"Whoa... you okay?" He asked, reaching out with an arm to steady the boy if he needed it. His curiosity was still piqued on what the cute boy's name was, but he figured just suddenly blurting the question would seem a little awkward, so he settled for:
"Didja like the ride?" He lowered the kick stand, and stopped the bike; removing the keys. Looking up and giving the silver haired teen a grateful smile, Sora nodded, brushing back messy locks of hair.
"Yea, I'm okay, just had to get my bearings." He explained, smiling simply.
"Did I like it?" Sora's smile turned a bit mischievous and he tilted his head, winking.
"Do you even have to ask?"
Glancing away, Sora studied the places and the propaganda that announced that they were the best, and his brow furrowed. At home back on Destiny Islands, he'd have no problem picking out his favorite restaurant to eat, but here, everything was confusing and alien. //Meeh...oi, dude, give him thanks.\\
Embarrassed, Sora turned back and threw him a grin.
"Hey, since you gave me a ride, want to come eat breakfast with me?"
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Andro
