Title: Love On A Rotten Day

Author: Slashapalooza

Disclaimer: If I owned Kingdom Hearts, instead of saying 'Take care of her', Riku would have said 'As soon as possible, set Kairi on fire so there will be no more spreading of the crap that is the Sora/Kairi fandom and then go wait for me in the Traverse Town Hotel so I can molest you' and Sora would have said 'Yes, my love' and the people would have rejoiced, except for the fact that Riku would still be locked behind the door with Mickey. Obviously, I don't own Kingdom Hearts.

Author's Note: You love me! You really really love me! Wah, your kind words make me cry! They make Sora cry too since your kind words are mostly about how he should lose his virginity. But I told you people – Not till Chapter 14! But, hey, in Chapter, like, twelve, Sora gets to be seme for a small moment. A very small moment. But not as small as last chapter. And, guess what? If ya'll go to my profile, you can now read my livejournal. Oh yeah. XD

Thanks to:

PlayingWithFire, thelilchibi Raye, Dagger, chib-neko-sora, m, Ivin Artemis Draconis, Griever Weapon, minamotogirl, XxX Chains XxX, Hikkix2, Riku Ickis Krumm, teizonriku, Kiki-sama, Mijyakina-Hitokoroshiya, Fire-Bubbles, ..., somewhatcrazyhappyperson, Kumori Sakusha formerly Saelbu, Lovely Rikaru, addmoose2004, The Writer, you fools, xxphatxbaybeexx, kuramasgirl13, greyspark, Weeble Wobble Chic, Tama-Kitsune, Reina-183, Riku's gurl, lordkagome (I think), ChibiNekoSakura, WhiteLightning, Khdude, thekatgirl, kitten4ever303, squee, Rikku Rinku,

Short Replies:

Xeora and LiLi-Sama – I update since I don't want to be eaten. Hee.
senrae– Chapter 14, hun.
KHlover – Nope.
Janina – Oh yes he will.

Long Replies:

Salsa – Darling! The one who emailed me and sent me fanart! You have a special place in my heart! Between Riku and Sora fanfiction and sugar is you! Dark and scary Mary Sue days? You poor thing! You should see a psychiatrist about that. Of course, this is coming from a girl who once wrote an Inuyasha fanfiction about me going into the Inuyasha world and kicking Inuyasha over and over and over…

Ahem.

Yes, Sora sends out very mixed signals, doesn't he? He's trying to convince himself he doesn't want Riku, when we all know he does. We can just say he's in deep denial. Or stupid. Or both!

Also, Sora hates you. But thanks you for the cookies.

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Lymerai – You reviewed me twice! You have a special place in my heart too. Between Salsa and books. Gotta love the books. But you reviewed me twice AND offered to marry me, so I love you! Can the flowers be, like, white or something? Me no likey pink.

And, um, the religion dedicated to me? I never wanted my own religion (I'm agnostic in case anyone's wondering:p ). How about my own language? Like pig latin and Al Bhed, only better! Yeah! I want my own language!

And maybe a yacht. But I'm getting ahead of myself here.

Let's be friends and have sleepovers and do each other's hair!

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bOb the bUilder' – I know them! Look for me in room 28B if you can avoid the people running around with sharp pointy objects. The men in white suits are my friends! And really really hot! And, look, you can bounce against the padded walls and not hurt yourself!

Hee. Now, now, be nice to Kairi -being a hypocrite- she's a good person. Really.

Actually, I want her to die for all the cutesy moments she and Sora had in the game when Riku wasn't around, but, hey, she's cool here and that's all that matters. Right?

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cammy-world666 – Yes. A little known fact: Sora sucks at strip poker. Try saying THAT three times fast. But, hey, Riku didn't mind the free show. And I'm sure you didn't mind it either, now did you? Wink wink. Nudge nudge.

Kairi is there to keep Sora from losing his virginity until Chapter Fourteen. She and the plot are working together to make Riku miserable.

Riku always knew she was a double agent. Sora knew and didn't care.

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The Random Inventor – Oh Sora is very cute. Everybody sees it. I mean, look at that messy hair and that pout and those big blue eyes and… I digress. I'm glad I have converted you. Nobody should miss out on the cuteness that is Sora.

I feel so special now. All these praises and cheers and stuff. Makes me blush. -blushes- I'm glad you like it. I do so love to play around with Riku and Sora! Sora's very funny.

-pets Cloud- I had to beat my friend off him in order to use him in this story (We have an agreement that Leon is mine and Cloud is hers. We couldn't decide on Sora and Riku though so we figured we'd just admire them from afar and let them have each other).

Sora also says that if you give him a big bucket of cookies, he'll think about not hating you.

Date Begun: January 23, 2005

Date Posted: February 13, 2005

Chapter 10: I'm Better Off Every Day

Shut up, come back
No I didn't really mean to say that
I'm mixed up, so what?
Yeah you want me so you're messed up, too.
I love you; I hate you
If you only know what I've been through
My head is spinning, but my heart is in the right place
Sometimes it has to have itself a little earthquake
Here I am, perfect as I'm ever gonna be
You'll see: Love me for me
-Love Me For Me by Ashlee Simpson


Being in the position that he was in currently – he, the great Riku Masaki, in love – he knew there was only one thing to do.

Consult the Wise One. Also known as his mother.

Riku had never, ever fallen in love before. Love was a foreign emotion to him. Lust he knew well. He'd lusted after plenty of people (and more often than not had the object of his desires in bed within the hour). But love…

That was an emotion way too scary and complicated for Riku to handle alone.

Which was why he and his mother were seated at the table in the Masaki household kitchen. Ayumi was casually sipping her tea and looking plaintively at her son, who was busy playing with the salt shaker.

She knew it was something important. Whenever Riku was nervous about something he'd call a meeting in the kitchen and then proceed to play with the salt shaker rather than talking.

She sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. "Riku? Honey, is there something you wanted to speak to me about?"

"Well, now that you mention it…"

As if she'd been the one to call this meeting in the first place. Hff. Well, it was time to show off some good old motherly skill.

"Let me guess," Ayumi said, looking amused. "At first, you only wanted to sleep with Sora because of some game you have going with your friends, but now you've actually fallen in love with him and you don't know what to do about it because you still want to impress your friends, but you don't want to hurt Sora."

There was a long silence.

"Hello," Riku said flatly. "Could you knock before you enter my mind?"

Ayumi laughed. "Hey, it's not like you were going to do anything other than play with the salt. I just got us straight to the problem, is all."

Riku sighed, rubbing his temples. As usual, Ayumi was right. Her mouth curved into a smirk. Oh how she loved being right. It was a trait that ran in the family, naturally.

"What do I do, Mom? I've never been… and Sora's really… but my friends…" Riku said, beginning and then trailing off as he tried to explain his predicament to his mother. Ayumi watched the gestures he was making with mild interest, wondering if her son was having a spasm.

"Riku, honey, relax," she said, steepling her fingers. "What we have here is a simple situation. Ditch your so-called friends for Sora, of course. I mean, come on! He's adorable!"

Riku gave his mother a flat look.

"Or… you could try explaining to your friends that you're madly in love with Sora and, if they don't accept it, THEN ditch them for Sora," Ayumi suggested as an alternative. "Either way, to achieve true happiness, you need to be with Sora."

Riku sighed. "Can I ask a question?"

"Hmm?" Ayumi hummed distractedly, stirring her tea.

"Why are you and Kairi and Seiya so hung up on me and Sora being a couple? I mean, honestly, why do you think we're so perfect for each other?" Riku asked, giving his mother a piercing look.

Ayumi's mouth stretched into a cat-like grin. "Well, since you asked so nicely—"

Riku recognized that look in his mother's eyes. It was one of those 'If I start now, I'll finish by the same time next year' looks. He grabbed his backpack off the back of his chair. "Bye Mom!"

Ayumi chuckled as Riku hurried towards the door. "Bye Riku! Have a nice day at school! Try not to molest Sora too much. He's still trying to pretend he doesn't like it, am I right?"

Her only answer was the slamming of the front door.


The first meeting of the school newspaper was that very morning, and Riku had every intention of joining. It wasn't exactly that he aspired to be a journalist. It was more that he wanted the pleasure of writing a star article, having it put on the front page, and then having people come up to him and say, "Good article, man. Riku Masaki, right?"

All in all, Riku's plan to join the school paper was entirely egocentric. But he didn't really care.

The first sight that greeted him when he entered the school was none other than Sora Harada. The brunette was walking a few yards in front of Riku himself, heading towards the school building with his eyes on the ground. He was listening to Kairi chatter on beside him, a silver Tiffany's bracelet on her arm.

Riku remembered Sora giving Kairi that bracelet before they'd both gone back to their own homes to get ready for school.

He quickened his pace to catch up with the two, coming up behind Sora and wrapping his arms around the younger boy's waist. Sora tensed up, then relaxed when Riku began placing feather light kisses on his neck.

"Hi, Riku," Sora said in a flat voice, trying to pull away from the white-haired boy's teasing touches. Kairi giggled.

"Riku! No PDAs on school property. It's unsavory and puts a blemish on your reputation," she scolded him, shaking her finger at him. Riku let Sora go and grabbed Kairi's hand, examining the bracelet on her wrist.

"Very nice. Makes you look prettier than you already are," he said with a sweet smile.

Kairi blushed. "Really? Because I didn't think it went with this outfit very well, I mean it's really—"

And while she was busy comparing the silver of the bracelet to the sparkling silver of her mini-skirt, Riku slid over to Sora's other side and gave the boy a feral grin. "And how are you this morning?"

Sora looked up from the ground to meet Riku's eyes. "Fine. I still feel violated from last night, I hope you know."

Riku smiled innocently. "It's so amusing how your mouth says one thing and your body says another when I touch you."

Sora blushed even deeper than Kairi had. "Shut up."

Kairi, who finally seemed to realize that the two boys were ignoring her completely, cleared her throat and glared at them, her hands on her hips. Once she had their attention, she looked at Riku. "What are you doing at school so early, anyway? We have an excuse. There's a dance committee meeting."

"I have an excuse, too," Riku said, brushing some dust off his jeans. "I'm going to join the school newspaper. I think I could make some prized contributions to the staff and to the paper."

Sora and Kairi both gave him skeptical looks until Riku held up his hands in surrender and laughed. "Alright, alright. So I just want the attention. Leave me alone."

"You're such an egomaniac." Sora accused, rolling his eyes. "Come on, Kairi. We've got a dance to plan, remember?"

Kairi laughed, following after Sora when the boy began walking away. "Yeah, yeah, I remember. Wait up!"

Riku rolled his eyes much like Sora had and walked in a different direction towards the door closest to the art building of the high school. He had a meeting to attend.


About an hour later, Riku walked out of the printing room with a position as reporter for the school newspaper about the same time Kairi and Sora finished their meeting and students were beginning to head into school.

Cloud yawned, rubbing his eyes. He'd spent the whole weekend at Leon's house since his parents had gone on some three day business meeting, and the two hadn't gotten much sleep. Aerith had gone out on a date so they'd stayed up until three when she finally came home, then until three-thirty when they proceeded to yell at her for coming home so late.

Either way, Cloud had lost sleep that he was planning to make up in History class.

He was still stewing over Aerith's words. Maybe she was right. She was top in her class at her prep school, after all. And she got her best grades in psychology.

She always said that Cloud was her favorite guinea pig. He hadn't known whether to be insulted or flattered.

The blond boy glanced to his left as Leon silently came up next to him, also looking worn-out. Leon never made any noise when leaving or approaching, but somehow you could just feel him coming. He just had that kind of presence.

It was one of the many things Cloud liked about him.

"We walk into school together looking as tired as we do, and people are going to start thinking we were doing something else last night," Cloud said suggestively, smirking when Leon chuckled.

"Wishful thinking," he said ambiguously, speeding up to walk ahead of Cloud and into the building. Cloud raised an eyebrow, then shrugged and continued walking, nearly crashing into a kid with familiar white hair.

"Hey Riku," Cloud greeted him, grabbing the boy's paper off the floor.

Riku took the paper from him and smirked. "Cloud. You look sleepy. Were you getting happy last night?"

"I was lecturing Aerith, thanks," Cloud said with a roll of his eyes. "Anyway, shouldn't you be the one getting 'happy' with Sora?"

Spotting the brunette coming up behind Cloud, Riku smiled. "I am happy with Sora. Speaking of whom, hi Sora. Hey Kairi."

Cloud turned to see a blushing Sora and an amused looking Kairi walking up. Kairi waved at him briefly. "Hey, why do you look so tired? You missed my party to go have sex with some girl, didn't you?"

"Cloud's gay," Riku coughed into his hand. Both Kairi and Cloud's gazes flew to look at him – Cloud was glaring, Kairi wasn't.

"Oh," she said, her mouth forming the word slowly. "So… you missed my party to have sex with some boy?"

Cloud rolled his eyes. "No. Aerith had a date, so me and Leon had to stay home and make sure she didn't come home at three o'clock in the friggen' morning."

Sora laughed. "Girls will be girls. You should see what Kairi does, every day, at three o'clock in the—"

"COME SORA!" Kairi shouted, grabbing Sora's arm and dragging him away. "It's almost time for school."

Sora broke out laughing, ignoring Kairi's glare as she dragged him away. Cloud shook his head. "That boy is…"

"I know," Riku said in a fond voice.

Cloud raised an eyebrow. "So, you think he's retarded, too?"

"What? Oh. Uh, sure," Riku said quickly, stuffing the paper he'd dropped into his bag and shrugging. "He's alright. I'm going to go to my locker. Catch you later, Cloud."

"Your time's running out, Riku," Cloud reminded him as Riku walked away.

The white-haired boy paused. "I know."


Somehow, Tidus got the distinct feeling that Selphie was very, very mad at him. But he couldn't figure out why.

She'd been the one to dare him to kiss Sora, hadn't she? And she'd also been the one asking all those stupid questions. If Tidus liked Sora, why would he be dating Selphie? She had been a good friend to him when Sora turned him down and Tidus had figured, 'What the hell?'

But now, with all those annoying questions about how he felt about Sora, she was just starting to get on his nerves.

He spotted her by her locker, stuffing something into it and then pausing with her hand half out of it and looking down. Shaking his head at her curious behavior, Tidus walked up.

"Selphie?"

She turned to look at him, then she frowned and looked away. "Tidus."

Tidus leaned against the locker next to hers, folding his arms. "Why are you mad at me?"

"Why do you think?" Selphie asked in the same controlled voice. "Why don't you go play with So-ra and leave me alone."

She pulled her bag out of her locker and slammed the door, locking it and then turning her back to him and beginning to walk away. Tidus jogged after her.

"Come on, Selph!" he called; she didn't turn around. "Talk to me."

"Just leave me alone, Tidus! I'm sick of your crap!" She turned around and Tidus was shocked to see that she was crying. "Leave. Me. Alone." She wiped the tears from her eyes and looked away. "If you really wanted to be with Sora, I would have backed off or I would have helped you get him. But going out with me when you're in love with someone else won't make the feelings go away. It just ends up with me hurt in the end, doesn't it?"

She reached into her bag and threw something to the ground at his feet. "Here," she spat. "Happy anniversary."

Tidus watched her turn on her heel and run into the girls' bathroom at the end of the hall. He leaned down and grabbed the small box off the ground, turning it over and ripping it open.

A keychain with a picture of the two of them at Six Flags. Selphie had gotten scared on the ride and Tidus had been trying to get her to laugh – and it worked. Cloud had called them 'cutesy' and taken the picture.

Tidus turned the keychain over and read the message on the back, lyrics from Selphie's favorite song: 'And the band played songs that we had never heard, but we danced anyway. Never understood a word, we just sang, oh. La la la la la la la. And we danced anyway.'

He smiled softly.

Two seconds later, the keychain joined the report cards and used retainers in the trash can.


Sora was halfway through doodling a little cartoon of Riku getting his ass hauled off to jail for molestation of a minor and/or statutory almost-rape when a folded piece of paper landed on the desk in front of him, distracting him from his masterpiece.

He looked up, glancing around the classroom to see who might have thrown it, but nobody was looking his way. Shrugging, Sora opened the note.

You. Me. Broom closet in five minutes. I'll make you feel good.
- Riku

Sora rolled his eyes and jotted something down, turning and flicking the note to his left, where Riku was seated, before going back to his drawing.

Riku unfolded the tiny note, his lips quirking upwards in a smile as he read the words, Is your hand sending you notes again, Riku? If so, it's got bad aim.

He quickly wrote, Very funny. You know that every time you lay eyes on me the sight is enough to make you want to explode in your pants, and sent it off to Sora.

Two seconds later, Sora's reply hit him in the forehead. You so stole that from a porno flick, you sick bastard.

Riku snickered.

Ah, ah, ah. Language.

Sora read over this note and rolled his eyes. He saw the teacher looking at him and pretended to jot down some notes, then, as soon as his back was turned, Sora quickly wrote a reply and sent it off.

Fine, I'll get straight to the point: No, I will not meet you in the broom closet in five minutes because:

A) Class doesn't end for another twenty minutes and I'm not skipping class just to help you get off.

B) I'm not sleeping with you. Period. Are you ever going to let this go?

Riku smirked as he read over the note and was about to shoot a long and detailed reply in Sora's direction when a hand suddenly grabbed the paper out of Riku's hand. Riku looked up to see the teacher reading the paper, one eyebrow raised.

"Mr. Masaki, I hardly think the health benefit of sexual expeditions is appropriate for Math class," the teacher said, causing a round of laughter to erupt from the class. Riku glanced over at Sora to see that the boy's face was a very bright red. "Now, I don't know what activities you and Mr. Harada participate in during your spare time—"

"WE DON'T DO ANYTHING!" Sora suddenly burst out. Riku raised an eyebrow, inching away slightly. He was afraid Sora would spontaneously combust.

"Take your seat, Mr.—"

"We don't do anything in our spare time because Riku is just a weirdo psycho stalker who seems to be under the impression that I like him when I don't in any way shape or form and he is a big pervert who thinks I'm going to sleep with him, which I'm not and I don't do anything with him in my spare time because he's always the one molesting me!" Sora announced, giving Riku a piercing glare. He blinked when he saw that Riku wasn't looking at him, but down at the desk instead.

"Well, Mr. Harada, since you feel so strongly enough that you needed to disrupt my class, let me give you more time to think about it," the teacher said in a clipped voice. "You and Mr. Masaki have detention, together, this afternoon."

Sora's eyes widened. "No, but, sir, I have to go to work today!" The brunette said, giving the teacher a pleading look. "Don't do this!"

"You should have thought of that before. I'll see you both directly after school. What time you leave depends on how well you behave."

Before Sora could utter another word of protest, the lesson had begun again. Sora sank back into his seat, glaring at Riku. "Thanks a lot," he muttered.

He received no reply.


Kairi was very confused.

She stared at the girl sitting across from her at the lunch table, watching as the girl viciously tore at the pieces of broccoli on her plate. Sora and Riku were staring as well, which was a change because as far as she knew, Sora still wasn't speaking to Riku.

Why was something she didn't know.

"Um, Selphie?" Sora said tentatively, interrupting the broccoli massacre. Selphie's eyes snapped up to meet Sora's. He gulped; her eyes were blazing angrily.

"What?" she snapped, stabbing her broccoli right in the heart and glaring at Sora.

"Uh—"

"You want to know what I found in the trash on my way to third period?" Selphie asked in a low voice. Kairi knew that voice. It was the same voice she'd used when she'd discovered that Sora had put jelly in her shoes when they were eight.

"Um," she said carefully. "No. Why don't you tell us?"

Riku and Sora exchanged looks.

"I found the anniversary present I gave Tidus THIS MORNING in the trash between somebody's half-eaten fajita and a pair of dirty gym socks," she said, this time stabbing the broccoli so hard she cracked the plastic plate.

"I'm… sorry…?" Kairi said, glancing over at the blond boy who was sitting with Cloud, Leon, Yuffie, and Wakka at the table across the cafeteria. All five's eyes were on Selphie.

"You're not the one who should be sorry. He's the one who's going to be sorry. I'm going to…. Oooh, and then I'm going to… And he'll wish he was never born!" Selphie shouted, standing up and pumping her fist in the air, drawing looks from their fellow peers. Kairi covered her face with her hands.

"As… invigorating as this conversation is, I have somewhere to be." Riku said, standing. "I've got to get some work done now so I won't be miserable during detention later." He gave Sora a sharp look.

Sora returned it. "You're the one who got us detention!"

"Oh, I wasn't aware that my name was Sora Runs-His-Mouth-Off-Too-Much Harada!"

"Who started the note-passing in the first place, huh?"

"He was just going to take the notes and throw them out until you opened your big mouth!"

Sora glared at him. "Shut up. Fine. Okay, this is all my fault and now we're trapped in detention because of me. Is that what you wanted to hear?"

"Well," Riku said, smirking. "Specifically, I wanted to hear you moan and gasping beneath me as I—"

"Don't you have somewhere to be?" Sora said flatly.

Riku smirked, leaning down and kissing Sora before the boy could gather his senses enough to step away. Sora stared at Riku in surprise as the older boy winked at him. "You're really cute, you know that?"

"I am not—" Sora was silenced by the feel of Riku's lips on his again. He took a deep breath and pulled away, swallowing. "Why do you keep doing that?"

"Because," Riku said, running his fingers through Sora's hair and kissing the younger boy again. "You are just too damn cute for your own good."

Sora wrinkled his nose and was about to protest when Riku kissed him one more time, then turned and walked out of the cafeteria, a big smile on his face. Sora stared after him blankly.

"I just don't understand him at all!" he said, throwing his hands up and turning back to the table where Selphie and Kairi both sat, giving him amused looks. Sora blinked. "What?"

"You're really blind, aren't you?" Selphie commented, raising an eyebrow. "Do the words 'He's in love with you' mean anything to you at all?"

Sora looked indignant. "He is not in love with me. He just wants an easy lay."

"If he wanted that," Kairi put in, "then don't you think he would have left you alone after the first time you said no?"

"Well, maybe he likes a challenge," Sora suggested, sitting back down and continuing to look very irritated.

Selphie rolled her eyes. "He's in love with you, Sora! It's so obvious! You can see it in the way he looks at you and talks to you and how he's always with you, even when you're being a jerk, which, by the way, I don't understand at all. I mean, come on. You're always going 'I hate it when you touch me' and then when he does touch you, you turn into jelly. If you really want him to leave you alone, why don't you avoid him or scream when he kisses you like that or something? Hypocrite."

Sora glared at her. "You don't understand anything about love. If I recall correctly, your boyfriend left you. For a boy."

There was dead silence at the table.

Then Selphie got up, glaring at Sora with a look that could have made Adolph Hitler run for the hills. "You are a filthy mannerless bastard and I hate you. Just because you can't admit your feelings doesn't mean you need to take it out on me."

Sora, who had started feeling guilty the instant the words left his mouth, closed his eyes. He reopened them, giving Selphie an apologetic look. "I'm sorry, Selphie. I didn't mean that."

"I've found that you can get a person's true opinions about you during an argument," Selphie said, gathering up her plate. "Thanks for being honest with me, Sora. I'll stop bothering you now since I don't know anything about love. Right?"

The guilt Sora felt tripled as Selphie walked out of the cafeteria. He buried his face in his hands. "I can't believe I did that."

"I can't believe you did that, either. What happened to the good Sora?" Kairi asked, raising an eyebrow. "That wasn't like you at all."

"I know," Sora whined, sighing. "I feel horrible."

There was a pause before Kairi tentatively said, "She's right, you know."

"About what?" Sora asked, glancing at her.

"About Riku." Kairi winced when Sora glared at her. "No, just hear me out. You do put out all these mixed signals. Why do you do that? Either you like him or you don't, right? What's going on, Sora?"

Sora rested his head against the wood of the table. "You want to know the truth?" He saw Kairi nod and sighed. "The truth is… well, I maybe kinda like him. Just a little bit." He laughed at Kairi's disbelieving look. "Okay, a really big little bit. But," Sora sighed. "He just wants me for sex and I am not letting that happen. Everybody says he likes me, but I'm not going to believe anything until I hear him say it."

"I can understand that," Kairi said with a small nod. "But there's one more important thing I need to know."

"What?" Sora asked, raising an eyebrow.

Kairi smirked. "Is he really a good kisser?" She laughed, dodging the French fry that Sora threw at her. His face was bright red, but he smiled.

"Yes, he's a good kisser. Really good. Like, feel tingles all the way down to your toes and back good."

"And now that was too much information," Kairi said, laughing. She grabbed her bags and started heading out the door, smirking at the blush still lingering on her best friend's face. She pinched his cheek. "Oh to be young and in love."

"Shut up."


Leon found it quite amusing the way the simplest action could get Cloud all riled up. If he smiled at Tidus or looked over at Riku or even if he said something to Yuffie, he would get the pleasure of seeing Cloud narrow his eyes and scowl.

A very pretty sight, if he did say so himself.

He watched Sora and Kairi walk out of the cafeteria, then quickly looked back at Cloud in time to catch the scowl. A brief smile crossed his face before his usual expressionless look returned. "Cloud, come with me."

The blond boy looked confused before he shrugged and got up, following Leon past the crowded lunch tables. Leon stuck his hands in his pockets and walked through the door, leaning against the wall and waiting until Cloud came out.

And as soon as Cloud walked through the door, he suddenly found himself pressed against the door with a pair of lips against his own. Cloud's eyes widened in shock before he relaxed, kissing Leon back until the brunette smirked and pulled away.

Cloud stared. "What was that for?" he asked once he was sure his voice wouldn't shake.

"Because you're an idiot," Leon said simply. "I figured you weren't smart enough to figure out that I like you by now, so I decided to do something about it."

"Always straight to the point," Cloud muttered, which, Leon knew, was as close to a smile as he was going to get.

"And, besides, Aerith told me about that talk you two had," Leon said, a smirk making its way to his face. Cloud stared at him again, obviously plotting murder against Leon's poor sister. The brunette laughed. "She didn't tell me anything I didn't know already."

Cloud opened his mouth to reply when they heard hushed voices from around the corner. Raising an eyebrow, the two walked down the hallway until they recognized the voices as belonging to Sora and Riku.

"You know, I'm kind of looking forward to detention today. Stuck alone in a room with you. Things could get racy," the two heard Riku's voice say. A quick peek around the corner told them that Riku had Sora pinned against a locker.

Again.

There was a sound of frustration. "Don't you ever think of anything else? What happened to liking me for me? Is chivalry dead?"

"It's not dead, Sora," Riku said, his voice muffled. From the sharp intake of breath Sora made, it was safe to say that Riku was speaking while busying himself with Sora's neck, even without looking. "It just developed this thing called a libido…"

Cloud and Leon exchanged glances, smirking and wondering how close Riku was to getting the boy into bed.

"Give them some privacy?" Leon mouthed soundlessly. Cloud nodded, glancing around the corner again before smirking and walking with Leon in the opposite direction.


Riku rather enjoyed pressing Sora up against things and feeling the younger boy's body pressed up against his own. The flushed, yet defiant look on Sora's face was precious and Riku often had to fight down the urge to kiss him.

Sora squirmed, trying to get away, but Riku had his wrists locked above his head and didn't seem to want to let go any time soon.

Riku smirked, leaning forward and brushing his lips across Sora's neck, causing the boy to shiver and let out a small whimper. "You know… I really did want to meet in the broom closet… but I suppose we can do it here."

Sora's hands clenched and unclenched, dying to hold on to something. Or slap Riku. Or maybe both.

Riku, pleased with the reaction he was getting, began to suck and nip lightly at Sora's neck, holding Sora's wrists with one hand and using the other to trail down Sora's side and to his pants.

Little warning bells went off in Sora's head. "Riku! No, not here! You can't do that here!"

Riku paused, resting his hand on Sora's hip and tracing patterns lightly. "Hm, you're right. We already have detention today." He paused. "Detention. Hm."

Sora frowned, not liking the thoughtful look on Riku's face. "Can you let me go now? Kairi said you only had five minutes to 'talk' to me."

"We are talking," Riku pointed out, releasing Sora's wrists and kissing him slowly, languidly, as if trying to memorize the shape and feel of Sora's lips. Sora sighed, relaxing, but, as always, he didn't kiss Riku back.

Riku finally pulled away, smiling when he saw Sora sigh in contentment and slowly open his eyes, meeting Riku's gaze and holding it. Riku brushed a lock of Sora's messy hair away from his face. "Sora, you have no idea how much…"

Sora's eyes held an unreadable look for a moment, but Riku blinked and it was gone. "How much what?" the brunette asked, moving his arms a bit to see if Riku would finally let go. He realized that the boy's grip had gone slack and dropped his arms to his sides, looking up at Riku curiously. The older boy wasn't looking at him. "Riku?"

Riku seemed to snap back to attention at this, raising an eyebrow at Sora. He then remembered that he was in the middle of saying something and coughed. "Um, nevermind. Weren't you supposed to meet Kairi?"

"Yeah, I was," Sora answered with a nod. "And I would, except for you're currently pinning me up against the locker and I can't move until you do."

Riku laughed and stepped back so that Sora could move, watching the younger boy stretch out his arms. Sora turned to see Riku giving him a look that Sora couldn't decipher, but it made him shiver. "R-Riku?"

Riku snapped out of it again and smiled at Sora. "Go on. Kairi's waiting," he said in an expressionless voice. "I'll see you in detention."

"Are you okay?" Sora reached a hand out to touch Riku's cheek, but then seemed to realize what he was doing and brought his hand back to his side, frowning. "Yeah, alright."

Riku watched Sora hurry off and took a deep breath, leaning against the locker. How was he going to get through this?


"How about a masquerade kind of thing?" Kairi suggested, watching as Sora wrote the idea down on their list. "We could have everybody dress up and have an unmasking at midnight!"

Sora tapped his pencil against his chin and frowned thoughtfully. "That's so cliché though. We don't want the dance to be cliché. And besides, isn't that more Halloween-y than Spring-y?"

"Have you got any ideas, genius? Or is your Riku Bear distracting you too much?" Kairi smirked at the blush that crossed Sora's face. "That's what I thought. So why don't you come up with your own ideas instead of knocking mine?"

"Maybe we could have a Hollywood thing," Sora said after a bit. "You know, with a red carpet and spotlights and a giant movie screen where we could show a slide show using pictures that people could donate specifically for the event. I wouldn't mind putting together a presentation."

Kairi thought about this for a few minutes. "That's actually not a bad idea. Who are you going to find that has the technological know-how to set up a giant TV screen in the auditorium that can be wired to show a presentation from one of the school computers?"

"Tidus is pretty good with that stuff," Sora said as he turned to a new page and began drawing up a list of supplies they would need and who they could get it from. "I think he has a giant TV screen, too. His family is loaded."

Kairi got up, walking around the table and leaning over Sora's shoulder so that she could see the list. "Works for me. Wow. We got more done this one meeting than we have in the last six."

"Probably because Riku got me before the meeting instead of during," Sora commented in a offhand manner. "All he ever thinks about is sex, sex, sex."

"Which is… bad?" Kairi asked, taking a seat on the table next to Sora's arm. The brunette looked up at her with a frown.

"Well, duh," he said, going back to his list. "I want more than just a fuck buddy. I blame him for being so irresistible and being kind one minute and frustrating the next and—argh!"

"You're pressing so hard you're making a hole in the paper," Kairi pointed out. Sora immediately dropped the pencil and buried his face in his hands. Kairi patted his shoulder sympathetically. "I'm sure Riku likes you, Sora. Now stop being an angsty baby and keep writing. We're making progress for once! Don't screw it up!"

Sora laughed. "Alright, alright, slave driver. I'm working," he said as he continued with the list. Kairi smirked, pretending to crack a whip before she blinked and smirked even more.

"I bet you wish Riku was cracking a whip over you, don't you? Keep your sexual fantasies to yourself, please!" she said, squealing when Sora suddenly shoved her off the table and tried to strangle her with her own notebook.


Sora had never been in detention before.

He was seated at the very back of the classroom, with Riku at the very front. The teacher had been sure to separate the two boys before leaving to go grade some papers in his office down the hall. Sora had wanted to beg the teacher to stay, but he knew it would have done no good.

Riku's silence was enough to warn him that he wasn't going to leave the room until Riku's curiosity was satisfied.

Sora shivered, although he couldn't tell whether it was from fear or excitement. He chewed on the end of his pencil, looking down at his math homework.

A complex number written in standard form is a number a+bi where a and b are real numbers. He read off the worksheet, still chewing on the pencil eraser. He couldn't hear any noise from Riku, so he assumed the older boy was getting some work done as well.

The sudden appearance of two hands over his eyes told him how wrong he was. Sora sighed, now unable to see. "Riku…."

"Mm?" Riku hummed innocently, moving his hands from Sora's eyes to wrap around the brunette's waist and turn him around in the chair. Sora looked to see that Riku was standing right behind him, a smirk on his face.

He sighed. "Riku, I have work to do."

"What a coincidence. I have something I want to do, too. Or, really, someone." Riku smirked again, tracing a light pattern on the back of Sora's neck and making the younger boy shiver. His smirk widened. "Oh, does Sora have a sensitive neck?"

"N-no," Sora murmured distractedly as Riku trailed a hand along his neck again, his eyes fluttering closed. Riku leant down and flicked his tongue out to taste the skin at the crook of Sora's neck, grinning when he heard Sora moan quietly. The brunette seemed to realize what he was doing and pushed Riku away, getting out of his seat and breathing heavily. "Stop that."

"Stop what?" Riku asked innocently, advancing on Sora. The younger boy stepped back, but Riku just continued forward until Sora had his back against the wall with Riku less than a foot away from him.

He swallowed. "T-that."

"And what's 'that'?" Riku continued, pressing his hands against the wall on either side of Sora's head and trapping him there. Sora blushed, looking down, to the sides, and at anything other than the devious boy in front of him.

When Sora didn't answer, Riku put a hand under Sora's chin until the younger boy met his eyes, then leaned over and kissed Sora gently. Sora, pleasantly surprised, closed his eyes, his hands reaching up to clutch at the front of Riku's shirt.

Riku took a deep breath and pulled away, smiling and kissing Sora's forehead. "So cute," he said quietly before pulling away and turning around. Sora stared, wide-eyed, as Riku walked back to his seat and took out a book.

How dare Riku just leave him hanging like that! What was wrong with him today!

Sora narrowed his eyes and walked over to Riku, pulling the book out of the white-haired boy's grasp. "What are you doing?" Sora asked in an irritated tone.

"…Reading?" Riku tried, raising an eyebrow. "What's your problem?"

"What's yours? You've been acting weird all day! One minute you're kissing me and the next you're staring at me. One minute you're… you're… doing… things to me and the next minute you're just walking away and pulling out books…" Sora said, gesturing wildly with his arms. "I mean, you're normally really hard to understand, but, what, are you going for a new record today or something?"

Riku rested his head on his hand. "I have no idea what you're talking about, Sora. You told me to stop 'that' so I did. Isn't that what you wanted?"

"Don't even go there!" Sora said, poking Riku in the chest. "We both know that's not the problem since you never listen to me anyway!"

"Well, if you're going to get this mad when I do listen, then maybe I'll stop listening." Riku retorted, getting up from his seat and starting to walk to the back of the room. Sora grabbed his hand, stopping him in mid-step and glaring at Riku's back until the older boy turned to look at him.

"There's something going on with you and I want to know what it is! It's not right to just… just string people along like that!" Sora said, letting go of Riku's hand and poking him in the chest again. "You." Poke. "Just." Poke. "Can't." Poke. "Do." Poke. "That." Poke, poke, poke.

Riku returned Sora's glare intensely, frowning. Sora stared him down, his stubborn nature not allowing him to let this go until Riku fessed up to whatever was going on inside that twisted mind.

Then, all of a sudden, the look in Riku's eyes changed and Sora found himself pinned to the teacher's desk with Riku over him, ravishing his neck. He arched up and groaned, closing his eyes. This wouldn't get them anywhere at all.

"You…" Sora got out before groaning again as Riku brushed their hips together. "Are definitely PMSing."

"Only girls PMS," Riku said, sucking on Sora's neck hard enough to leave a mark. "And if anybody's the girl here, it's you."

"WAITAMINUTE!" Sora said, shoving Riku off him and glaring. Riku looked back at him with a 'what now' expression. Sora put his hands on his hips. "Since when am I the girl? Who made that up? You're the one with the girly hair!"

Riku just stared at him.

"And, sure, I'm usually the one getting pinned to things, but that doesn't mean that I'm the—Mmph!" Sora was cut off as Riku promptly shut him up with a kiss.

"Later," Riku growled, slipping his hands under Sora's shirt. "You can think about that later."

Sora definitely didn't want to think about it later (he was not a girl, dammit!) but he found it very hard to think about anything at all when Riku kissed him again and his shirt mysteriously disappeared.


When they finally got out of detention two hours later, Sora's neck was covered in little red marks and he was wearing his shirt inside out, but he didn't care. His eyes were trained on Riku who managed to emerge from the whole ordeal with nothing to show that he was even molesting somebody to begin with, other than a slightly wrinkled shirt.

This made Sora pout. Why did he have to be the one with the recently-got-the-hell-kissed-out-of-him look? Why did Riku have to be so damn perfect all the time?

Riku seemed to notice that Sora was glaring at him and blinked, looking over to meet Sora's eyes. Riku smiled. "Yes?"

"Nothing," Sora said, his pout deepening. "I just hate you, that's all."

Riku pretended to look as if Sora didn't say this every day. "Why? I stopped when you told me to didn't I?"

"Nuh uh!" Sora protested. "I said 'stop' and you ripped off my pants and ran like the devil was on your heels!"

"You were right behind me," Riku admitted, now looking amused. "I gave them back. Eventually."

"When the teacher came in and saw me half-naked," Sora pointed out, pouting again. "And then you just had to kiss me again when he left and now look at you! You don't look like you've been kissed at all!"

Riku flipped his hair over his shoulder and raised an arrogant eyebrow. "What can I say? It's a gift."

Sora stuck his tongue out at him and sighed. "Whatever. It's going to be a long week."

Riku chuckled and brushed his fingers through Sora's hair briefly before walking over to the bus stop, much too lazy to just walk the five blocks back to his house. Sora raised an eyebrow at him, but didn't comment. He just wanted to go home and fall into bed and…

And not think about kissing Riku.

He watched as Riku checked his watch. Sora already knew that the bus wouldn't come for another half-hour. He sighed. "Hey, Riku?"

"Yeah?" Riku called without turning around. Sora shifted from foot to foot before walking up to the older boy and tugging on Riku's hair until Riku looked at him.

"You want to come over to my house for a bit?" Sora asked almost reluctantly. He was half-afraid of what might happen while they were there, half-excited.

Riku smiled, giving Sora an amused look. "I'd love to. But that would involve walking and would defeat the purpose of taking the bus."

Sora recognized that tone; Riku wanted him to beg. Sora narrowed his eyes, then sighed. "Please?"

"Please what?"

"Please come over to my house today, Riku," Sora said through gritted teeth, giving Riku a look that clearly said 'You're pushing your luck, Masaki'.

Riku laughed. "Alright, alright. Since you asked so kindly I think I can take time out of my busy schedule to—Hey, Sora, wait up!" Riku hurried to catch up with the brunette who'd long since begun to walk away.

Sora looked up at Riku when the older boy caught up. "You love to hear yourself talk, don't you?"

"Well. Yeah," Riku answered with a smirk. "You know you love to hear me talk, too."

Sora rolled his eyes, a light blush spreading across his face. "Whatever. As a warning, my pants are staying on this time."

"Of course they are," Riku said in the type of voice one would use when humoring a three-year-old. "I'm assuming 'Please come over to my house today' wasn't code for 'Okay, Riku, as soon as we get up to my room, I want you to screw me senseless'?"

Sora glared.

"Was that a yes?" Riku asked with a laugh. The glare on Sora's face didn't go away until Riku finally sighed and said in a fake forlorn voice. "Alright, alright. I guess I'll just have to find someone else. Maybe Kairi would like to—"

"NO!" Sora near shouted, stopping in his tracks and looking at Riku in shock. "No, not Kairi! She would never! And neither would… would anybody! You can't just… I mean I… And you… I wanted to be the one you… You… Argh!"

Riku chuckled, giving Sora a wide-eyed innocent look. "I was going to say that maybe Kairi would let me come to her house. What were you thinking?"

Sora, now embarrassed beyond belief, made an indiscernible noise and started running. Riku laughed and ran to catch up with him. "Sora! Sora, wait!"

Sora didn't slow down, however, so Riku put on a little extra speed and grabbed Sora around the waist, sending them both tumbling to the ground. He straddled Sora, pinning the struggling brunette under him and grinning at Sora's bright red face. "Sora?"

Sora looked up at Riku, still looking mortified. "Wh-what?"

Riku smiled, kissing Sora's forehead. "Don't worry. I want you to be the one I do it with, too." Sora turned an even deeper shade of red as Riku got off him and stood up, dusting off his jeans. Sora got up, averting his eyes and trying to get his face to return to its normal color.

Riku winked at him. "Can we carry on to your house in peace now?"

"Yeah…" Sora said with a nod, his face finally back to normal. Riku chuckled and started to walk, Sora trailing a few feet behind him. "Hey, Riku?"

Riku paused and turned around, raising an eyebrow. "Yeah, what?"

Sora looked down at his feet, his blush returning. "Did you… did you mean it when you said I'm the only one that you want to… well, you know…" His blush increased tenfold and he didn't meet Riku's eyes.

Riku smiled thoughtfully before nodding. "I did."

"Why?" Sora raised his eyes to meet Riku's gaze and Riku paused, the hopeful and extremely trusting emotion swirling in the younger boy's eyes making him momentarily breathless. He turned away, blinking to get the image out of his head.

Unable to tell Sora quite yet the reasons behind his actions, he slumped his shoulders and looked down. "Because I think you're cute," he said after awhile.

Sora's voice seemed disappointed as he answered, "Okay…"

Riku swallowed, shaking his head and then looking back at Sora with a smile. "Anyway, come on. We've spent enough time stalling, don't you think?"

"Yeah." Sora refused to look at him as he walked past Riku and continued along the way to his house. Riku sighed running his hands through his hair.

"Sora," he said with a frown, looking at the brunette who had yet to turn around. Sora paused briefly before glancing back at Riku with a half-formed smile on his face.

"Now you're the one who's stalling. Come on, let's go."

Riku knew that it was best to drop it for now and sighed again. Why couldn't he just say it? Shaking his head, he jogged to catch up with Sora and walked alongside the other boy, his hands in his pockets.

Sora glanced up at the sky, humming thoughtfully. "Looks like it's going to rain."

Riku sighed. "Great."


Slashy: Dun dun dun. The plot thickens!

Riku: Why'd you have to take that really great scene that you just typed up out of the story? I was brilliant!

Slashy: Because it would fit better somewhere else in the story, you loser. If I let you say that, then Sora would have jumped you and that would defeat the purpose of the plot.

Sora: -beams- The plot loves me. And my virginity.

Riku: -reading through reviews- A great number of the reviewers seem to want you to lose it, though.

Sora: -eating a cookie given to him by The Random Inventor- Well, we've got some pretty screwed up people reading this story. :pumps fist in air, with a cookie jammed in his mouth: Eyef wilf now podun va fikulaton ef vis stoopit sphash pikton!

Riku: -turns to Slashy- What did he say?

Slashy: -flipping through English-To-Cookie Dictionary- He said 'I will not condone the circulation of this stupid slash fiction'.

Riku: Are you sure he didn't say 'Riku, please take me to the bedroom and have your wicked way with me?"

Slashy:

Slashy: -burns dictionary- That's exactly what he said.

Riku: Oh good. -grabs Sora's arm and drags him away-

Aerith: I didn't get any scenes in this chapter!

Yuffie and Wakka: Neither did we!

Slashy: That's because you people are irrelevant till the plot. Especially you, Aerith.

Aerith: Fine. -goes to Vegas to get drunk and married-

Leon: Don't even think about it.

Slashy-sweat drops- Until next time! Ta:bangs on door: RIKU, THOSE ARE NEW BEDSHEETS!