Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts, Riku, or my heart. Ansem does now. But at least I got 5 bucks out of it! ::holds up 5 bucks:: X3

Ansem: Sucker.

Author Notes: Thank you so very much to those people who like this fic and gave in suggestions! It's really and truly appreciated.

Rating: PG-13

Mash

"Hey, Sora, get up!"

"Hrm . . ."

"Sora!!"

Sora felt Riku's hand run over his stomach, and he shot up straight, bursting out into laughter. "R-Riku, don't do that!" The older boy just grinned, shoving Sora off of the bed. Riku had brought him back home last night . . . wait. Why did Riku go to him in the first place? "Hey, Riku?"

"Hm?" Riku glanced over at Sora. "What is it?"

"Why'd you come to see me last night?"

"Well. . ." Riku's voice trailed off. He really came to see Sora because Selphie and Tidus said that Sora looked relieved when he saw the results. Naturally, Riku thought Sora felt the same way that he did. But Sora obviously didn't, because last night he mentioned Kairi. . .

"It's nothing," the 15-year old concluded, lying. "I just wanted to see if you. . . were okay?" he gave a false grin. "I wanted to check up on you, because you're always getting in trouble when I'm not around," Riku ruffled Sora's brown, spiky hair.

"I am not!" Sora pouted, but Riku just grinned. Sora looked really different when he pouted. He looked like an innocent little kid. Well, Sora kind of was like an innocent little kid—except that he was 14 and not little.

"Remember that one time when you and Tidus went out to fish without me?" Riku asked. "You ended up disturbing all of the people and driving the fish away—oh, and Tidus had a fish in his swimming trunks."

"W-well, how were we supposed to know that we were supposed to use string to catch fish?!"

"That's how you fish, Sora. You use that kind of stuff."

"Well, how do you do it without a string?"

"I'm talented," Riku flashed a grin at the younger boy. "And I don't scare them, either. It's like they're comfortable with you."

"Everyone's comfortable with you."

"What?"

Sora pursed his lips. "I-I'm . . . comfortable with you," he grinned sheepishly.

Riku's heart skipped a beat. Did Sora just say that he was comfortable with him? "S-same here, buddy." Sora scooted closer to Riku, looking as innocent as ever. Then, there was a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Sora asked, getting up.

"It's me, silly!" It was Kairi. Riku gritted his teeth. He sure did want Kairi to go to hell at that moment. He had Sora to himself, and now that forehead bitch had to come along. When Sora opened the door, Kairi looked around the room. "Are you guys having a slumber party?" she giggled.

"Yeah, we are," Riku lied again, making a fist behind his back. "We're discussing guy stuff right now, Kairi. What do you want?" he tried not to make his voice sound like he wanted to kill her, even though he did.

"Yeah! Guy stuff," Sora nodded, and Riku was a bit amazed that his friend had followed his lead. Ever since last night, it felt they were even closer than brothers. Sora could do something Riku wanted him to do without Riku telling him.

"Oh," Kairi giggled again. "Well, I'll leave you with your guys stuff!" she announced. "And Sora," the girl said over her shoulder. "Remember our date at 5! So we can watch the sunset!"

The 15 year old Riku nearly gagged, hearing Kairi's words. When she left he was a bit relieved . . . except for the fact that she had a date with Sora. "Date?" Riku glanced over at Sora, trying not to sound mad, even though his eyes reflected his hurt.

"W-well . . ." Sora stared into Riku's eyes. He knew that Riku was hurt, but he didn't know exactly why. "Riku, I . . ." his voice trailed off again, and Riku sat there silently. "I'm sorry . . ." was all he could say for now. It was just that—

I'm sorry.

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Author Notes: Hope you liked it. So, what will happen to Sora and Riku? And what about Kairi, the coconut/forehead bitch? Well, I can only say one thing: Who cares about her? Please review!