Authors Note: Well, here's the second chapter! This is pretty much the first chapter, but from Sora's point of view plus some stuff. So... I hope that you all enjoy it! I'd like to thank Lack Thereof, Kanilla-Master of Fluff, Queen of the Insects, mot, and um...me again (but really Cecilia) for their lovely reviews. Thanks guys! Your reviews are what keeps me going!

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters, but I own the story, so read and enjoy but please do not take.

Summary: One day a man in a wet shirt and leather pants shows up on Sora's doorstep. So, Sora gets a roommate, a young artist named Riku who turns out to be the most charming person person he has ever met. So charming, infact, that he proceeds to charm the clothes right off of all of Sora's friends. But that's okay, because Sora doesn't know. Yet.

Sora was changing the channels on the T.V. with a bored expression on his face. One time when Wakka came over they found a channel with naked people doing obscene things to eachother. The next day it disappeared. It was now five months since then, and Sora had pretty much given up looking, but right now it was a dreary night, and he was bored. There was nothing better on T.V. anyway.

His doorbell rang. Sora turned to his door, puzzled. He got up to answer it, but hesitated. He was wearing only a large shirt, should he put something more on? Ah well, he thought, it probably won't take long. He opened the door. He began to wish that he hadn't. He looked the man that was standing in front of him up and down. The man was wet. If the man fell into the ocean nothing about him would change, except maybe he would be saltier. But as Sora had no intention of licking the man, this change wouldn't have really mattered to him.

The man was wearing a thin shirt and black leather pants. The leather was too shiny to be real. The man was taller then Sora, or would have been had Sora not been standing on his abnormally tall door stoop (1). "Erm... can I help you?" asked Sora hesitantly.

The man brushed back his hair and gave Sora a smile that would have won him the Miss America Pagent had he suddenly gotten the desire to become a transvestite and enter it. Sora involuntarily pictured the man in a long satin black dress with silver eyeshadow and dark lipstick.

"Why, yes!" said the man. "I came about the apartment." The man held up a piece of paper that Sora didn't recognize because his mind was too fogged up with the image of the man in a dress. He blinked when he came to his senses.

"Oh, uhhh... would you like to see the place?" Sora opened the door a bit wider uncertainly.

"Of course, that would be lovely," said the man. The man smiled again. Sora thought that that if the man had smiled any wider he would have looked like the Cheshire cat. Sora never liked the Cheshire cat, he thought that the cat was creepy. Grins did not typically hang in the air after their owner had disappeared.

Sora introduced himself. The man introduced himself. They shook hands. Sora gave the man a quick and boring tour of his apartment. The man followed him and nodded faithfully. And then, by some sudden and strange turn of events, the man moved in. Sora called his girlfriend.

"Hey," he said when she picked up.

She thought that he sounded a bit lost. "Hi, Sora!" she answered.

"A guy came about the apartment. He liked it. He's moving in."

"That's wonderful! When?"

Sora looked at the big heart-shaped clock on the wall. It was a Valentines day gift from his girlfriend, Kairi. He thought that it was hideous. He also thought that if he took it down, Kairi would not talk to him and/or do things for him that he quite enjoyed. "Thirteen minutes ago."

There was silence on the other line. "What?"

"I said, he moved in thirteen minutes ago."

"But I thought you said that he just came and asked about it!"

"He did. And then he moved in."

No one said anything for a moment. "Huh." said Kairi after the moment had passed. "That's interesting. Well. I needto go." She didn't say why.

"Sure, bye," said Sora. And then he hung up. Once again, his girlfriend managed to help him in absolutely no way whatsoever. He turned on the T.V. but couldn't watch it. His thoughts kept returning to his new roommate who was currently taking a shower. Sora thought about his roommate. In the shower. He was in the shower. He was in the shower inside his apartment. Sora's apartment.

"Oh my god," Sora moaned quietly. What if his roommate turned out to be some kind of mass murdering psycho? What would Sora do then? What he did was moan once again. If they found his body parts in a number of different dumpsters, it would be his own fault. After all, he had let Riku in, hadn't he? Sora started to freak out. What did he really know about Riku, anyway? Just his name! Not even his last name, either. 'Riku' might not even be his real name! His real name might be 'Slippery Joe' or 'Butch' or even 'That One Guy Who Kills People'. And then Riku would kill him and steal his identity and his apartment, and then-

Riku chose this moment to come out of the shower.

Sora jumped up in fear. "OH MY GOD! DON'T KILL ME!" he shrieked.

Riku looked at him with confusion before giving him the kind of smile that people gave children who claimed that there was a murderous penguin under their bed that wanted to burn all of their comic books.

"I don't know what you were watching, but maybe you should watch something else," he said with good humor and another smile.

Sora managed to calm down a little. After all, someone with perfect teeth couldn't be a killer! Everyone knew that.

"I'm going to go unpack," Riku said calmly. It was then that Sora noticed that Riku was only wearing a black towel around his waist. Sora blushed as the image of Riku in a dress came back to him.

"Yeah," said Sora distractedly. Riku smiled a smile meant to soothe Sora's fears, but this went unnoticed by Sora, so it completely failed to do its job. To Sora it only seemed that Riku had been continuously smiling at him. This unnerved him somewhat, because he had come to learn that someone who smiled all the time was usually plotting something. He was right, but at least he had stopped worrying that Riku would kill him. So that was alright.

(1) I'm not sure that this is, indeed, an actual word/ phrase/ expression. I mean the sort of doorway, but that thing on the bottom. Yeah, you all know what I'm talking about, don't deny it.

I decided to give semi-previews of future chapters, so here's the first one:

Next chapter: Sora and Riku hang out