Disclaimer: Yup. I still don't own it.
Author's Notes: I want to apologize for this one taking so long, I typed it up two days ago, and was going to send it in…but I accidentally deleted it .
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It's been crumpled, it's been ripped. This stupid paper heart feels like it's been burnt too. But no matter how hard everyone has been trying to get rid of it for good, just enough stays. Just enough to hold onto my emotions, just enough to keep my head held high. Just enough to get through the day. There might be hope for me after all…
"We've been dating for like a week and we haven't kissed yet." Roxas complained lazily, flicking a blonde spike from his face. His body was draped over the edge of a tan, leather couch and Riku sat in a chair. How lovely. How romantic.
"Your point?"
"My point is that you don't have a chance with Sora. I screwed that up for both of you awhile ago." Roxas said with a small pout. What did Sora see in this guy? He was sarcastic, stubborn, and a jerk. Jeez, take some happy pills or something.
Sora had been sitting in the kitchen, his ear pressed against the door for about five minutes. He hadn't heard any wet, kissing noises, but he was still curious. It sounded like arguing. That wasn't good, well, it was good for Sora…He had a plate of brownies in his lap, freshly baked by his mom. Sora was too busy eavesdropping, he didn't realize that they were kinda hot…and his leg kind of hurt too. Sora heard a very Riku-like voice ask angrily "What the fuck does that mean?" And if he had been out there, he would of seen the aqua eyes he loved so much narrow into dangerous(and quite scary) slits.
"It means I look a lot like Sora, so just pretend or something." Roxas said as if it were obvious. Axel wouldn't be jealous if nothing was happening, and Riku wasn't giving anyone any reason to be jealous.
"No."
"You're an idiot then."
"I don't care."
Sora got up, picking up the plate of brownies. "Ow." He said, frowning at his thigh. He rubbed at it, trying to get the icky burning feeling to go away. Sora walked through the door, a bit confused about what he just heard. Why would Riku want a 'chance' with him? And why would it matter if Roxas and Sora looked similar? "Um. Uh. I brought…uh, cookies." Sora said, and blinked a few times.
"Those are brownies, stupid." Roxas said bitterly, staring at the brunette.
"Shut up!" Riku shot at Roxas. "You're a lousy boyfriend." He muttered, standing up.
"Maybe if you did something other than complain, I wouldn't be so lousy."
"Maybe I don't care."
Sora frowned in slight confusion, and turned around. "I think I'm going to go to my room." He said quietly with a slight nod.
"Good. You were interrupting a romantic moment." Roxas said sarcastically, adjusting himself on the couch.
Riku rolled his eyes and smirked. "Hey Rox," He said, voice dripping with playful cruelty.
"What?"
"Everyone knows about your thing for Axel too. Hell, even Sora knows." Riku said, smirk growing. Okay, maybe the Sora thing was a lie…but Roxas deserved it.
The blonde blushed fiercely, turning his head away. "Whatever." He mumbled.
Riku hopped up the stairs, entering the door he knew was Sora's, plus he just saw it slam close. Riku stretched out a pale hand and knocked twice.
"Who is it?"
"It's me, you goof."
After a few minutes, his tanned face peeked from behind the door. "What 'cha want, Riku?" Heasked.
"To talk. I want to tell you something."
"Oh. Come in, then." Sora said, opening the door wider.
Riku entered the room, and practically attacked Sora. He pressed his lips to pretty much whatever skin he could find. And a millisecond later, he pulled away. "Sorry. But I kinda like you." Riku said, the smallest grin tugging on the corners of his lips.
"Only 'kinda'?" Sora asked with a small pout. "'Cause I reeeaaaaally like yooooouuu, Ri-ku."
"How much?"
"Well, I was going to…um, share a Paupo with you. If you wanted to. But Roxas got to you first." Sora confessed, a blush coming immediately to his face.
"Awwww…" Riku said with a smile. "We still can, you know."
Sora's eyes widened, as he whispered "R-Re-R-Really?"
"Yeah, let me just call Axel really quick…" Riku said, and walked into the hallway. He pulled a cell phone from his pocket and said "Hey, Axel…I need a favor."
"Hm?"
"Come over to Sora's place, I need you to keep Roxas busy for awhile."
"Kay."
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Ding. DingDingDing.
"Come in." Roxas yelled, still on the couch.
"What if I'm some crazy murderer? Hm?"
"Axel?" Roxas asked, jaw dropping. He fell off the couch, and crawled to the door.
"That's me."
Roxas pulled himself up, and threw the door open. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm here to keep you entertained…got any ideas?" He asked with a small grin.
"Uh. I might have a few…"
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"Sora, you have juice running down your neck. It's a huge turn-on." Riku said, staring at Sora with very lusty eyes.
"So."
"I can. Uh…clean it off for you."
"But you didn't bring a towel."
"What do you think tongues are for?"
"Riku, I'll tell my mom if you rape me."
"I'm not going to rape you, I promise." Riku said and scooted inhumanely close to Sora. He wrapped his arms around Sora's waist and licked at the tangy Paupo juice on Sora's chin.
"That tickles…" Sora giggled.
"Too bad." Riku murmured, he was done with it anyway. Riku moved down to Sora's neck, licking at the soft, tan flesh. He nibbled at it every once in awhile, and smiled when he hit a sensitive area.
"Nnnngh…Ri-ku. Stooooop." Sora said in a breathy moan.
Riku took one final nibble before moving up to Sora's slightly swollen lips, they had done a lot of kissing while eating the Paupo…He pounced on his boyfriend and grinned "Make me."
"No fair." Sora pouted, eyes growing larger. "Ri-ku…let's go baaaaack." He whined, squirming under the older male's body.
"Oh fine…but I'll get you later." Riku said, rolling onto the sand.
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"Um…Rox?" Sora asked, tilting his head to the side, trying to find his brother. "Which one is he?" He asked Riku, motioning at a tangle of legs, arms, and tongues.
"Having fun, Roxie?" Riku asked with a large smirk.
"Uck off." Came Roxas' muffled voice, Sora saw a very Roxas-like middle finger rise into the air, and he giggled. Then, the Roxas-like finger returned to what Sora assumed was Axel's rear. Well, he hoped.
"Come on, Sora. We should leave them alone…" Riku said, the smirk still on his face.
"Ri-ku. This is my house. And in my house, you follow my rules." Sora said, stamping his banana-yellow shoe.
"And your rules are?" Riku asked, raising an eyebrow.
"They are…um. Go get me my brownies and don't put your hands below my waist or above my knees." Sora said with a nod.
"Oh good, I'm a nipple kind of guy." Riku teased with a wide grin.
"Um. I change my mind!" Sora yelled, covering his chest.
"Nope. You already set your rules, you have to follow them."
"Rikuuuuuuu!"
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Author's Notes: DunDunDun. Okaaaaay people, one more chapter! And it won't be sad…it'll have a happy ending. Unless something tragic in my life happens, then it will be sad. But that's not very likely, so don't be scared.
And I know, I have another lame bolded thing. The next one will have one too. Because I love it.