When Riku awoke but before he opened his eyes, the first sound he heard was a deep hiss. It was a rather annoying sound, coming every few seconds and right into his ear. His incoherent thought was that a snake had somehow. He opened his eyes and nearly screamed. Sora was resting on his chest, his arms wrapped around Riku's body, a content grin on his face. He breathed deeply and evenly into Riku's ear, hence the hissing noise he heard.
Riku evaluated the situation. He was not awake, Riku could tell that by the even breaths he took and so waking him up would be rude. Since when were you worried about being rude? Asked the voice inside of him.
Shut up. Riku answered back, roughly.
You just like the way he feels against you. It replied back, smartly.
Did he? Well, yes, of course. To have Sora's light brown waves resting against his well-muscled chest. Each strand of the light hair seemed to awaken new feelings in Riku- mostly deep inside him. And the sight! The sight of his dear Sora's face, at peace on his chest was almost too much to handle. He stared at his eyes, closed but still beautiful, his nose, cute as any nose could be, and finally settled on his lips. They were large lips- for a boy, round and very full. They were cherry red (possibly from the cherry sundae topping he ate) and seemed to welcome Riku's own, light pink and thin ones.
He leaned down, caught in a trance, every possible great love song going through his head, then stopped. "I can't…" Riku breathed out, his breath hot, causing Sora to giggle. He shifted his weight off the bed and trudged down to the shower, hoping to wash away the thoughts entering his mind.
Riku returned from the shower, fresh and clean. His mind was once again pure and his thoughts as clean as his body. He began to dress in his room, trying to be as quiet as possible to avoid waking Sora. He succeeded in putting on his boxers, before stubbing his toe on his dresser. "Shit!" Riku yelped, hopping around on one foot. He kept his balance for a second then fell to the floor, slamming his head on the dresser, which knocked his blitzball right into his stomach region.
Sora was up in a second, convinced that they were being attacked. "What the hell is there!" His voice was laced with sleep, and was in some sort of a delirium.
"…Just me…" Said Riku, the wind knocked out of him. "I fell…"
Sora scrambled to the edge of the bed and began to laugh. Riku lay on the floor, clutching his stomach, a seven-pound blitzball next to him. "Hehehehehehe, do you need a kiss to make it all better, little Riku?"
Rising to his elbows and groaning at the pain of gravity, Riku yelled in a rather high voice. "Shut up, Sora. Before I take this blitzball and shove it-…"
"Temper, temper! I was only joking around. Unless of course, you want one."
Riku almost fell back down again. Is he coming on to me? "Want one what?" Riku replied his voice still high and in complete confusion.
"Nothin' too important." Sora said his eyes shining with childish delight.
Riku decided to let Sora have his fun. "You're so fuckin' weird."
"Why thank you, Riku!" Sora looked around toward the kitchen area and rubbed his flat stomach. "Can you move yet?"
Riku rose to his feet slowly and with much effort. "Yeah, yeah. I'm alive…"
Sora continued to rub his stomach and whined. "I'm hungry…"
"You were born hungry."
"Yeah, I know."
Riku sighed and walked toward the kitchen. "Might as well get something to eat…"
Sora jumped up off the bed and ran toward Riku. "Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!" He screeched before jumping on top of Riku, knocking him to the floor again.
"Geoffame!" Riku yelped, more in surprise then pain. "God, Sora, you're so…"
But he didn't get to finish that sentence as his mouth was covered by another mouth, one softer, fuller and a lot sweeter.