Kiss Paralysis
How could you give away the future?
Chapter 3, Nightly Insomnia
The pallor of the moonlight made his skin look surreal. Riku's lips were surprisingly soft and his warm tongue barely touched Sora's skin with every kiss placed upon his neck. Sora arched his back, his hand detangling Riku's silky hair, a moan that sounded like a plea fled Sora's lips. He felt the kisses gradually become hotter the lower Riku's journey went down his body, starting from the jaw bone, then down the middle of his chest, and pausing momentarily at his navel.
"Sora."
"It's OK, Riku."
"Sora . . ."
"Riku, it's alright."
"Sora!"
Something tickled Sora's face which caused his eyes to open. Kairi was straddled on top of him, her forehead against his, and her lips barely against his own. He gave her a quick peck and she smiled, removing herself from on top of him.
"You fell asleep again," Kairi noted as she walked over to her mirror and vanity.
He sat up, resting his back against the head board of the bed, "You know I always doze off when I watch your chick flicks."
Kairi was brushing her red hair while staring at her reflection, "They aren't that boring."
Sora scrutinized Kairi's petite body from behind, you simply couldn't deny her looks. She had grown to the perfect height of 5'5, the once boy cut hair had grown to her mid back, her bangs always hanging neatly around her oval face. Kairi's body was slender and slim, her curves round yet not hugely out of proportion. Then there was her violet-plum eyes that reflected her benign personality. She owned that simple beauty.
She glanced over her shoulder, noticing Sora's constant stare, "Sora, what are you looking at?"
He blinked and sat up more, "I was just checking to see if you were still pretty," Sora kidded.
She giggled, "You ought to get ready, it's six-thirty, and I don't want your bad habits rubbing off on me," Kairi teased back.
"Yeah, yeah," Sora got up and went into the bathroom, running the water so it could get warm, and then walking over to the toilet to do his business. When he got back to the sink he washed his hands and face, going over the dream that he just had. It must be his nervousness giving him weird dreams.
Then again . . . when Sora had dreams they always had some sort of meaning behind them. To him the dream didn't feel strange, it was a passionate dream. He mentally kicked the those contemplations aside, he had a wedding to plan. He washed his face again and stared back at his reflection.
Sora had to admit he didn't grow up to be short, but then again he wasn't tall, 5'11 was decent but 6'2 was tall and that was Riku's height. His muscles had toned but he remained lanky, he figured it was a trait he'd never get rid of. He didn't seem to get manlier, his boyishness was still evident, he had to just face it, there was no outgrowing Riku.
He casually placed on khaki shorts and a white button-up, taking one last look at his reflection before exiting for Kairi's final inspection. He knocked on Kairi's bedroom door and she answered, wearing a turquoise dress with dark blue sequin lining the rim, it reached about knee high, with a tropical flower print.
He smiled with approval, "You look great."
"You do too," she then fixed his collar, "Now you look perfect," she gave him a light peck on the cheek.
She moved aside to let him into the room and Sora took a seat on her bed, watching as Kairi lightly applied some make-up. Kairi was first to spark conversation.
"What did Riku say about the marriage?"
Sora was timid about answering that, he scratched the back of his head, "He said we're biting off more than we can chew."
"Hmm?" Kairi asked, seeming preoccupied with putting on some blush.
"Riku said we're moving to fast . . . do you think we are?"
"Sora, you're not getting cold feet, are you?" she asked, her face enveloped in concern as she turned to him.
He shook his head, "No, of course not!"
She grinned, "That's good, Sora I love you, more than anyone, and I've never been happier, even if we are going fast, I don't think it's a mistake."
Sora looked up and grinned in return, "Me too."
A dirty little habit Riku had picked up was smoking. He was outside the front door of his home weighing the decision of attending the dinner. Frankly he wasn't sure if he could even tolerate being around them discussing romantic ideas. He took one last drag and then flicked his cigarette sending it flying high.
"I'll go," he motivated himself as he went into his laundry room to pick up something relatively formal for the dinner.
Riku took a pair of black slacks and a black jacket to match, he went into his bathroom to comb his hair, wash his face, and brush his teeth. Removing his shirt he took a look at his body, his muscles naturally got larger, unfazed by his own reflection he hastily changed, and continued to freshen himself up. When he left he lit another cigarette, he'd need it.
"Kairi!" Selphie had been waiting in the front of The Landing, dressed in a sun dress of her signature color, yellow.
"I'm sorry we're late," the red headed girl fled to her best friend giving her a small greeting hug, "Slow poke here wouldn't hurry up," she shot a half joking glare at Sora and he only responded with a shrug and a smug smile.
"Hey love birds!" Wakka called out from a distance, a rambunctious Tidus following close behind trying to fix the buttons on his shirt.
Tidus gave Sora a slug on his arm, "Lucky son of a gun."
Sora chuckled, "There's still Selphie left."
Selphie who was mingling with Wakka and Kairi turned around placing her hands on her hips, "I heard that!" she stuck her tongue out cutely.
"Hey, where's Riku, I thought he'd be here first," Tidus remarked looking around the vicinity outside the restaurant.
Sora was searching right along with Tidus, "I have no idea where he is."
Kairi's eyes widened when she saw the silver-haired man from afar, "Riku!" she called out, running towards him and wrapping her arms around his neck, having to get on her tip toes to meet a decent eye level, "I was starting to think you wouldn't show up."
"I wouldn't miss something important like this, have a little faith in me," he returned the embrace, "Where's the groom?"
Sora gave a nod of his head and Tidus waved, "You were late for once," Tidus stated.
Riku just smirked, "Doesn't happen often, does it? C'mon, let's go inside."
Kairi nodded, "Good idea, Riku, I know you're good at coming up with all sorts of ideas so I wanted to ask you, where do you think we should have it at?"
"Let's get a table first Kairi," Sora remarked, taking her arm with his.
Selphie sighed, "Kairi you must be so excited, I hope I catch the bouquet!"
The group entered the restaurant that was quaint and humble, resting right in the view of the shore, the party took a private room with a large table, knowing the conversation could get quite loud. Kairi took a seat, Sora sitting to the right of her, Selphie to the left, Wakka beside Selphie, Tidus on the other side of Wakka, and Riku beside Tidus which was also to the right of Sora. Once drinks had been served the discussion began.
"Alright, Selphie you'll be my bridesmaid," Kairi declared first, "Who'll be your best man, Sora-honey?"
"Riku," Sora said grinning towards his friend.
"Thanks Sora, it'd be an honor," Riku's hands were clenching under the table when he recited those words.
"Attire will be semi-casual?" Selphie asked.
Kairi nodded and sipped her sweet tea, "I don't think I'd be too fond of those really puffy dresses."
"What about the food?" Tidus asked lifting a brow, "Hamburgers and hotdogs?"
Kairi shook her head, "No, it'll be seafood."
"Ya, seafood sounds good," Wakka agreed.
Riku, despite his disapproval of the wedding decided to voice an idea to make him sound at least interested, "You should have the actual wedding at the small white church down the street, then we could pick up from food here, and bring it back to our island."
"That's perfect, I was thinking about having it at the larger church on the Eastern part of the mainland, but your idea is so much better," Kairi replied, squeezing Sora's hand briefly to check if Sora was listening.
He nodded, "The small white church sounds great," good thing Sora had managed to hear at least that.
Throughout the entire conversation Sora was dazed. Pandemonium had been created in his mind and he just couldn't bring himself to join in the big wedding talk. Not to mention wandering eyes . . . he found it awkward to even look at Riku, it would only bring back flashbacks of the dream.
This marriage, maybe we should wait a while. Kairi and I are perfect, we shouldn't have to wait, but Riku thinks . . . Riku is so--the marriage Sora. Focus on the plans. Why am I so out of it? What did that dream mean anyways? Riku and I are friends, strictly friends. Friends. Only friends, but if we were more than friends, we would be . . .
"Food!" Tidus yelped moving his appetizers aside to make room for his large dish.
"You pig," the green-eyed girl said curtly.
"Mmm, Sora you have to have some of this, open your mouth," Kairi held a forkful of spaghetti in front of his mouth.
The scent got caught in his nostrils and he took the bite, "You're right it is good!" Sora then began to dig into his own food.
As Riku ate he sensed a rift between Sora and himself. Typically Sora was talkative, especially when the topics involved Kairi, and he was never afraid to express it to Riku over and over again. Displeased with this familiar silence between him and Sora he decided to get his best friend alone.
"Sora, I'm going to have a smoke, come with me," he called to him.
Kairi gave Riku a testy look, "That's an awful habit Riku."
"You should stop, I don't want you to get lung cancer," Selphie said apprehensively.
"I know, I plan on quitting soon," he assured and walked out tugging on Sora's collar as he left.
Sora followed after him feeling his palms get clammy the closer he got to the back patio of the restaurant. Riku opened the door for Sora and he walked out, muttering 'thanks' and then going to the rail to watch the nighttime ocean view.
"Did what I say get to you?" Riku asked lifting a brow and lighting his cigarette, shielding the flame that came out of his lighter so the wind wouldn't blow it out.
"Yeah, well no, I mean, I still want to marry Kairi, but I did think about what you said."
"Are you sure this is what you want to do Sora?"
Sora peeled his gaze away from the sea, "Yes, I'm sure."
More silence followed and Riku had already burnt more than half of his cigarette. The brunette however was still busied with his thoughts on the dream, he didn't notice. His mind never seemed to go astray from the tabooed subject. He soon felt his companion's aura adjacent to him and he looked up to see Riku's pale green eyes.
"I need to confess a secret to you, Sora."
A/N: I am officially an insomniac . . . it's nearly five in the morning and I'm working on this fic. Oh-well I couldn't sleep without writing this chapter. I only got two reviews so far but I guess that's alright since I'm motivated to write despite the shortage of reviews. I'll reward readers with the gift of the next chapter if you review. I sound desperate with these pleas for people to review . . . SOMEONE TAKE PITY ON ME!
Disclaimer: I'm not gifted with the ownership to Kingdom Hearts, Square-enix is.
