Riku lay awake in his empty bed, still fully clothed from the day before, staring at the ceiling. He couldn't sleep, emotions were going insane. He was feeling... empty. Lonely. Though he knew it was terribly late, Riku slowly snuck out of his window, his footsteps barely echoing in the silence of the night. When he felt like this, there was only one thing Riku would ever think of doing; he was going to go see Sora.
Unfortunately, Sora had been fast asleep — before Riku walked up and scared the life out of him, that was.
He snored loudly and rolled over, opening his eyes slightly, only to find Riku staring at him from the window. he cried, shooting straight up in his bed. RIKU! Don't do that! he whined. What are you doing here, anyway? I'm always the one that comes by and bothers people in the middle of the night...
Riku gave a cocky grin, amused by this little remark. That's true — he saw the pout forming on Sora's face — but...I don't know. I couldn't sleep.
Sora's pout instantly disappeared and was replaced with a tired smile. Anything you want to talk about? This was answered by silence and a unreadable stare.
Unsettled by the quiet, Sora fidgeted with a corner of his blanket. It's nothing, Riku interrupted abruptly, dismissing all chances of Sora getting anything out of him. He sighed. That's how it always was, after all. Just... do you mind if I stay here for tonight? I promise it won't become a regular thing, you can have your job back by the morning. The older boy was smirking, but Sora knew he was covering something up. All the same, Riku obviously wasn't going to show any weakness whatsoever — he was too good for that, it was so irritating sometimes — so he gave up and went along with it.
he said cheerfully. Riku climbed into the bed, and the two sat in silence once more.
Within the silence, Riku felt that feeling again. The feeling of absolute emptiness, loneliness. Though it wasn't near as deep, for he heard Sora's low breathing, almost a whisper. Riku began, soon realizing he had broken the silence and spoken aloud. He stopped himself from whatever was going to absently blurt out.
What is it, Riku? Sora said, slowly laying back but still looking at the older boy, a hint of concern in his voice. You can tell me.
Riku's breathing grew heavier. It was almost as though he was alone again. He put his hands in face and slouched foward, having the sudden urge to cry. He wasn't sure why he felt like this, but the feeling was horribly strong. He was alone, he was always alone.
He wanted to say it was nothing. But it wasn't. It wasn't, and there was no getting around it.
Riku cursed his stupidity and wondered what there was to say, because as far as he knew, there was not one word to express that godforsaken feeling. Sora waited.
Somewhere in the back of his mind Riku felt sorry for Sora and hoped he would forgive him, if the boy would even speak to him afterwards. He hadn't really meant to rush it so much, but... he needed it.
And with that he placed his lips upon the other's.
And the sensation was made. Sora layed there, eyes widened and body stiffened. Riku was half on top of him, leaning over onto the brunette. This had been... so sudden. So different.
Riku sat up, breaking the one-sided lustful kiss. He rose off of the bed, onto his weary feet. When moments that felt like hours passed, he turned to face the still in-shock boy. Tears filled the silver-haired boy's eyes as he barely got out his last words. I'm sorry... He turned around to leave, feeling terrible about what he had just done. But his legs wouldn't move.
He felt weak, like a small child in a shopping mall being overrun by the adults. He couldn't move, but he didn't want to stand still, either. Riku felt his body heat up. His body ceased proper functions.
A loud noise filled the room as a body hit the floor. Riku felt as if he was going to die at that moment.
The world went dark.
