(A/N) I LIIIIIIVE ~! 8D

30.

In a field, south of Steeles Avenue, a boy was wandering among the throngs of dancing people. He was absently sipping the drink in his hand as he watched the crowd bouncing to the beat of some techno song (admittedly, they all sounded nearly the same to him). This was probably the first party he'd ever been to. Sora leaned against the smooth bark of a tree.

"Hey."

Sora turned around and returned the greeting. "Hey." Riku walked towards him. Both of them had been dragged the current location courtesy of Kadaj.

"Having fun?"

"Yeah." Silence. "Your brothers know how to throw a party."

"It comes with the going off to college, I guess." Riku himself wasn't really a party person like his brothers, but he, for some strange reason, liked getting lost in a mass of people he didn't really know or talk to regularly.

"Yeah, probably." Sora smiled, and they both slid down the trunk to a sitting position on the ground. "What's that you're drinking?"

"Manhattan. You?"

"Shirley Temple."

"Black?"

"Of course."

Wow. Riku was surprised. Sora, of all people, drank? And furthermore, something with a percentage? They've talked about their parents drinking wine at dinner and stuff when they were kids. Then when the two of them snuck into Sephiroth's liquor cabinet once in seventh grade to have a sip… Sora nearly died.

Even a tiny, tiny sip burns all the way down your throat when you're 12 and trying to sample something caramel-brown. Riku would have to keep an eye on the boy tonight. And the red, plastic cup in his hand.

"D'you think they'll get in trouble for all this noise?"

"I doubt it. Yazoo probably sweet-talked the country club owners into not reporting them."

Sora looked at the silveret. "Club owners?"

"We're at a golf course."

"…"

Riku laughed. "You seriously thought there were just patches of sand, water and green, green grass here for no reason?"

"Water? There's water?" Sora asked excitedly.

"I think I saw a stream back there."

"Ooo! Let's go for a walk!" He jumped up and held his hand out for the older boy.


"Wow, it's so sparkly."

"Sora, those are the stars."

"The stars make the water pretty and the water brings the stars closer to you and me." Wow, that was cheesy. Alcohol makes you cheesy. Hehe, wine and cheese… "I think you should take this away from me" Sora handed Riku his cup, grinning awkwardly.

Riku knew that He had to do it, even though he didn't know how Sora would react. It was practicallykilling him on the inside, cell by cell. He needed to get this out right now. "Hey Sora?" The boy turned to face Riku in reply. "Are you sick?"

"No."

"Hungry?"

"Not really."

"Secretly in love with Kairi?"

"What? No!"

Riku smiled. "Good." Sora was pulled by the arm so smoothly, that the lips placed against his were nothing short of… sweet. Whether it was alcohol, or the moment, or the fact Riku is just such an amazing kisser, Sora nearly melted inside. His heart thumped in his ears, the warmth on his lips, filled his insides and turned them to mush. Going from such a casual moment to such an intense moment was overwhelming ...and entirely welcomed!

It wasn't even hot and heavy, wandering fingers, 'I-gotta-bend-you-over-and-do-things-that'll-make-nuns-cry' kind of kiss. In fact, their lips were barely moving. But it made Sora... fly, on the inside. It exhilarated him and well, let's not deny it, excited him.

Riku pulled away slowly, his aqua eyes fluttering open. Sora did the same with his numb lips slightly parted. After a while the brunet cleared his throat. –Ahem- "Oh…" he said, dumbly. Riku watched him silently, as he turned to the side and rocked back and forth on his feet.

Never before had Sora longed for such human contact. He might have been a little tipsy at the moment but a clear thought rang like a gong in his mind: He wanted it. The fire between them this morning and the subtle electricity in their glances all day and everyday prior –he wanted all of it and infinite times more; over and over and over until he died of multiple organ failure.

"Let's try that again." Sora said breathlessly as he turned back to the silveret faster than it took to blink and gave the older boy a hard kiss. Riku staggered back a little at the force but eventually wrapped his arms around Sora's waist, bringing their bodies together. Mouths opened, tongues swirled, fingers clenched and goose bumps arose. They danced around on the spot for a while, not breaking apart. "Mm." It felt so good to be held. Sora was overwhelmed by the need to rip off everything that was in between their skin. He wanted to be as close to the silveret as human bodies could.

If humans could fuse themselves to another person's body, he would imagine it to be the most sensual thing he could ever do with Riku. …huh. That was a weird thought. Luckily it was overcome by the mass of other sensations whirling about his self. His mind was so excited and lazy at the same time. The warmth beneath Riku's sleeves made him disoriented and alert. The small puffs of breath on his skin made him shiver and sweat. And it was all sooo gooood…

Riku let his lips go and gasped for air. Sora opened his eyes, following suit, and trying to steady himself against the silveret's body. "D'you wanna get out of here?" Riku asked.

"And do what?" Sora had infinite scenarios lined up in his mind about exactly what, but he preferred it to be incredibly in sync with Riku's ideas.

Riku's hand snaked around the brunet's neck and he pressed their foreheads together, whispering with his eyes fluttering closed. "We could go back to my house and pick up where we left off this morning." Sora's eyes shot open at the suggestion for he knew precisely what would have happened about five minutes later, had they not been interrupted.

And that idea suddenly scared him.

"Umm…" So, wait. He could think about it, but when the actual idea was proposed to him, he'd recoil in fear? "I…" He stepped back, away from the very comforting heat that frightened him. Sora looked up to see Riku's eyes watching him with concern. "I'm sorry," he shook his head. "I just… um."

"We don't… have to." Riku tried to amend. "Like…"

"No, no!" He waved his hands between them like windshield wipers then brought one to his forehead. "It's just that I…" Sora took a deep breath and willed himself to look back at Riku. "Can you hang on for one sec?" He turned and began to walk away when a hand grabbed hold of his.

"Sora."

The brunet forced a little smile and kissed Riku lightly. "Riku…" He murmured comfortingly. "Keep thinking what you're thinking." Lovely blue-green eyes simply stared back at him as he pet the silver locks gently (and persuasively).

The boy skipped down the little hills of grass, somewhat toward the rest of the party until Riku was more or less out of sight. Panting, he forced his hand into his pocket and pulled out the rounded, silver device with TELUS printed on the front.

He held down '2' and waited for an answer. It took four and a half tones before the familiar voice answered.


(A/N: No real POV. And they really are talking very fast and short.)

-Time is now aligned-

"Hey."

"Hey, it's me." Silence followed Sora's redundant clarification. "So, what's up?"

"Nothing."

"How's your date?"

"Good, how's yours?"

"Good."

Roxas heard music in the background, being in the quiet of Axel's truck. "Where are you?"

"On a hill, in a golf course overlooking a neon, pulsating crowd. You?"

"On a cliff in Niagara overlooking the Falls." Naturally.

"Oh." Sora nodded to no one in particular. "Well, just wanted to check in." That's right, play the older brother card. Again.

"Okay."

"Okay."

"Okay so…" Roxas said skillfully covering how much he dreaded to return to his awkward situation with a certain redhead on the other side of the green, metal frames.

"Hey, Roxas!" Sora blurted.

"Yeah?" He responded rather quickly.

"Remember when we were thirteen and we were so against having a bedtime at that age?" Roxas smiled. "We snuck out past 9:30, went into the kitchen and went straight for the left over brownies?"

"Leon put mini marshmallows in them. Yeah."

"Then we heard a noise." Sora said dramatically. "And that was the time when we were really into Mystery Hunters so we went to check it out."

"I was Araya, you were Christina. Yeap."

The older brother's face fell at that little detail, but still he continued. "So the bathroom door was open; the one that has an entrance to the hallway aaand to the master's bedroom." He held the vowel for emphasis.

"I know the layout of our house, Sora." Roxas deadpanned.

"And that'sss…" he hissed into the phone, "when we found them." Dun-dun-DUUUUUN~!

"We thought they were wrestling."

"We thought Leon was hurting Cloud."

"It wasn't until we asked Riku, did we actually come to fully comprehend what happened that night."

"There was a lot of grasping the bed sheets." Sora went on.

"And possible denting of walls." Roxas added.

"A lot of dresser items fell to the floor."

"I thought Leon was going to push him right out of that corner window!"

"And they finished on the floor…"

"…I never vacuumed in there again." Roxas shook his head.

"Then a soap dish slipped off the basin and clattered against the drain. –An incident proved in succeeding analyses." He remembered the close inspection they did of the slipperiness of items strewn about the sink for many days after.

"Heads turned. Quizzical eyebrows tightened."

"Dual narrowed sight-lines of scrutiny zeroed in on the bathroom door, which may or may not have been left open more than 45°, which cast an orange spot light on the tips of a head of brown and a head of blond hair."

"We dashed to my room," since Cloud had left his rentals in Roxas' for the week, "like there was a sale on Hello Panda..."

"...And we played dead underneath the covers."

"Five minutes later, Leon arrived at the door to check on us." Sora said airily.

"We were silent."

"We were still."

"I held my breath for the longest minute and a half."

"We were safe." The brunet's voice sounded relieved as if he was experiencing the scenario all over again. "Leon closed the door and went back to their room."

"It was a quiet night." Roxas concluded. "We slept, fully prepared to play dumb in the morning. But it was that very morning..."

"...When we saw it." Sora finished. "Just lying there in the middle of the table in plain sight!"

"The bag of half-eaten brownies, left in the bathroom and found by Cloud."

Sora mused. "Good times."

"Yeap." Roxas smiled at how foolish they'd been. It had only been almost four years ago and yet it felt longer. They'd gotten so much better at sneaking around. Well, Roxas had. It amazed him at how much they had changed over the past few years; they weren't rosy-cheeked kids racing to get to the swings first. They weren't elementary kids trying to bring the coolest pencil case to school. They weren't cheery eighth graders trying to get the hottest guy to eat lunch with you so you could call them your 'boyfriend'. They weren't just kids anymore.

What they want has changed. Who they like has changed. What they do to get them... matters.

"So, Roxas. About ... the brownies." Pause for effect. "We always said we'd talk about it when we were ready to have... brownies." Unbeknownst to each other, they both swallowed. "And that there were a lot of things that needed to happen before we had..." Sora looked around to see if anyone was within ear shot of this massively troubling conversation, "brownies." He could feel his face heating up at his own absurdity, but this needed to be said. He needed to talk about this. "Rox?"

The blond took a deep breath. "Umm..." What could he say? "Do you want to?"

"I do."

"Is he... nice to you?" he asked, awkwardly.

Sora was confused. "What?"

"Like..." Roxas sighed. "He's not pressuring you?"

"Oh! No, nothing like that."

"Okay." Roxas was at a loss for what to say next, but tried to keep it going. "Do you trust him?"

"To what?"

"Just... in general. Are you confident that Riku will put you first, umm… treat you with respect and... pfft, I dunno." So much crap had just been pulled out of his ass. But Roxas was a major bullshitter so he took stuff from things he'd heard on TV and combined it with what was seemed like common sense to him.

There was a heavy silence after that, which made Roxas furrow his brow. "It is Riku, isn't it?"

"YES, it's Riku!" Sora yelled, probably a little louder than he wanted. "And yes. I trust him. I mean, it's Riku," he explained with a smile, as if it was the ultimate answer. "He's beautiful, and perfect and so good to me-."

"Okay!" Roxas cut him off. "Save the details for when you actually do it." They both laughed.

"Rox, do you think you're ready?" Sora asked, turning the conversation on his brother.

The younger blond glanced out the window at the mass of red hair gently blowing in the early evening wind. He took a deep breath. "I think I am," he replied with the nod. This was a scary step they were taking. But they were taking it because they wanted to. "Just have fun." Roxas added. "I know you will, but don't think too much. It might ruin it. At the time."

Sora grinned. "I will. You should enjoy yourself too." You deserve it. The brothers said their goodbyes shortly after. Roxas looked at his phone, surprised that that profound conversation took no longer than eight minutes. Sora pocketed his phone and set off in the direction where he had left the silveret.

Riku was leaning back on his hands next to the edge of the water, the sound of night bugs singing all around him. The moonlight ghosted in and out of the wispy clouds, revealing different hues of silver in the boy's locks. Sora noticed this and strode down the hill, a broad grin fixed on his face. Silently he approached him, kneeling down on the shadowy grass and embracing the teen from behind.

No words were exchanged as a greeting; just the leaning of one's head on the other's shoulder and the other leaning back into the other's warmth. Sora inhaled the familiar scent, a few silver strands of hair tickling his face. Despite how nervous he'd been a few minutes ago, he'd managed to become very comfortable all of a sudden. After all, it was Riku.

Time had gotten itself lost while Riku pressed Sora's hand more firmly onto his own chest; while Sora's breath steadied when supporting the older youth's back; while Riku felt the brunet's eyelashes fluttering near his cheek; while the two sat there in utter silence, yet making them feel like they were connecting in a less physical way and in a way more celestial, than anything.

Neither knew how long it had been once Sora spoke. "Riku," he said in a silky voice, in an attempt not to disengage completely from this matching sensation. "Let's go somewhere." Slowly, the older boy turned his neck to look at him as he spoke. "Let's go for a walk, get something to eat and maybe, possibly, perchance go back to your room…" he drawled. "For the night."

All the while, he smiled coyly, which inadvertently assured Riku that his feelings were his own. The younger boy wasn't scared (or as scared) of the thought. He trusted Riku. And that made the silveret take a deep breath laced with vaporized exhilaration. Sora was going to give himself to Riku. Tonight. Lacing his fingers with soft brown locks of hair, Riku placed the gentlest kiss on the boy's temple.

Soon, the silveret was standing up and holding his hand out for Sora. "I thought you said you weren't hungry."

"I changed my stomach." Sora replied, to which Riku chuckled at. The pair walked side by side along the miniature rolling hills of the course, the music slowly growing louder and louder, as they would have to bypass the party to get to the parking lot. "I just want something light. Think anything's open still?"

"I'm sure there's someplace out there." They walked around the outskirts of the people throbbing to the beat of 'Phreak.' If his peripherals were correct, he saw Loz dancing with Kairi, who had her side to Xion who directly in front of her was Kadaj.

Riku willed himself not to turn his head to confirm it. Looking in that direction, and possibly making eye contact with the youngest of his older brothers, while appearing to leave with Sora when it was barely 8 o'clock, was just like asking for a thunderous declaration of what they planning to do next. The sky writer would appear within seconds if Kadaj wasn't too smashed to make the call.

Taking the younger's hand, and praying that the late winter evening sky of March would conceal them in its darkness, Riku marched along a tad quicker out of the club's gates and towards the parking lot.

Leaving the raving chaos behind them, Sora sat happily in the passenger seat of Riku's navy blue Toyota.

"I feel like brownies…"


-About 2 seconds after Riku turned away-

"Ooh la la ~"

Xion turned away from her dancing partner and looked to where he was smirking. She giggled. She sooo had to tell Kairi about this. As that thought, the song ended and she politely excused herself to get some refreshments. Tapping Kairi on the shoulder, the redhead too, parted from her partner and they both walked away, covering their mouths with their hands.

"Xigbar, my man!" Kadaj spotted his long time friend and gave the ponytailed man a 'gangsta'-greeting. (Complete with conjoining hands, laughing and patting of backs. The cool way, you know?)

"Kadaj, you crazy son of a bitch. How've you been?"

They quickly conversed on why a man his age was still in high school. Something about 'continuing education.' They moved on to other topics, such as: what clubs they've hit this year, what kind of narcotics they've been purchasing, how's the eye…-socket.

"What's Xemnas doing with you?" he asked noticing that they came together. "You guys aren't..." He wiggled his eyebrows to imply what he meant.

"Naw man!" Xigbar laughed and waved his hands in front of him. "His boyfriend's not into this stuff so I dragged him along." He explained.

Kadaj shook his head almost disappointedly. "You couldn't find a girl who'd be willing to look at you and have to be called your date for a couple hours?"

Xigbar laughed at the thinly veiled insult. "Say what?"

"Just look around you." He motioned to the crowd, where indeed, many same-sex couples could be easily picked out. A majority of those were male, while any females were in small groups or with their boyfriends. "We've got tons of guys on guys here. Makes me wonder what happened to the school after we left.

"Your charm must've scared all away."

"We're short of girls."

"Well, so am I! I've stopped trying with girls at our school. Nowadays, it's like throwing a hotdog down a hallway."


EDIT [June 23, 2011]: I didn't like the ending the ending, and I found the original one I'd written, so voila ~

Ehh, fail ending. Screw the consistency of my chapters.
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