Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts, nor the motorcycles used in this fic.

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I would also like to thank my good friend Byakko.Kat for reviewing and helping me with the story. xD I really couldn't have done it without you.

Just a quick note, if there are any italiced sentences, then they're thoughts. 'Kay?

Music listened to:

"Fersure Maybe' - The Medic Droid

"Sora, wake up! It's nearly noon!"

Sora was brought awake by the sound of his mother's voice calling into his room. It was noon? He'd gotten only eight hours of sleep. That wasn't all that bad, was it? With a groan, the brunette sat himself up and flung his legs to the left, over the side of his bed, and rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand.

"You'd better hurry up and get ready."

The boy looked over at his doorway, his eyes spotting his mom standing there, waiting. "Why?" he asked, his face scrunching up in confusion.

"Today we go out and get the things you'll need for school tomorrow," the woman responded.

"SCHOOL ALREADY?" Sora yelped, eyes widening and he was instantly on his feet.

"Yes," she put simply. "If you aren't ready in a half-hour, I'm dragging you out of the house whether you're clothed or not." With that said, she turned and left the boy alone in his room.

Sora hesitated for a few moments after his mother left his room, considering whether or not to get dressed. No one knew him in this town, so he wouldn't be too embarassed. Although, it was the fall, so it was rather nippy outside. Sighing, he decided that he was too tired to put up with going outside in his boxers, so he quickly ran to the bathroom to take a shower.

He hadn't realized he had started to doze off until he was suddenly surrounded by scalding heat and his hips felt strangely heavy. With a loud yelp Sora leapt out of the shower, tripping over the edge of the tub. Now sprawled out on the ground on his back, he opened his eyes that he hadn't realized he closed and glanced down.

"... Oh hell," he muttered. He had gotten in the shower in his boxers and turned the wrong dial. Now his shorts were soaked and his skin was a brilliant pinkish-red color. How attractive.

Sora -- now a new species of lobster -- cautiously stood up, turned off the water, and then limped slightly to his room to get dressed. He'd have to properly clean himself when they got back.

"Sora, are you ready yet?" the brunette heard his mom call again.

"Almost! I just got out of the shower," he called back, wincing as he accidentally kneed his dresser when trying to open a stubborn drawer.

"We're leaving in five," was the last thing he heard his mother say before getting frantic. Shit, I hope she changed her mind on when we're leaving and means five hours.

Flinging clothes around his room, he finally grabbed a random pair of clean boxers, baggy jeans, a random t-shirt, and a black hoodie. Sora slipped his clothes on -- along with clean socks -- with speed he never knew he had. He slid his feet into his black and white sneakers and just as he was drying out the access water from his hair, his mom appeared in the room.

The woman gave him a weird look before raising an eyebrow and saying, "I didn't know we were having seafood for lunch."

Sora rolled his eyes and dropped the towel, his hair already springing into its usual spikes. "Hush, mom. I wasn't paying attention when I turned on the water."

"Oh. Should I take back the butter then?"

A towel shot across the room and nearly hit the woman in the face.

Laughing, she turned around and said, "Come on, let's go."

Sora rolled his eyes again, but a smile still managed to appear on his face before he stood and followed his mother out the door.

When he heard his mom say they were going to buy things he needed for school, it never crossed his mind that might've been code for 'clothes-shopping-mania day.' In the span of one hour, Sora's mom had drug him to nearly every single store in the entire Lindale Mall. She bought him dozens of pairs of pants and probably bought him close to fifty tops ranging from tank-tops to hoodies... and she still claimed that they weren't finished shopping yet.

"Well, mall... I guess you're no match for my mom," Sora whimpered to himself as his mother pulled him out of JC Pennies and down the mall hall, getting odd looks from strangers.

"I'm sorry, did you say something, honey?" the woman asked over her shoulder.

Sora shook his head after a couple moments. "Mom, can you stop dragging me? People are looking..."

Ignoring the question asked, Sora's mother suddenly exclaimed, "Oh! Look, Sora! Limited Too! Let's go there!" The woman then continued to drag her son down the mall before he could make any comments about his gender. So without a word, Sora was drug into a clothing store meant for little girls.

The brunette was overcome by pure horror at the thought of him wearing any of these clothes. Almost all of them were form-fitting -- for girls, pink, or had slapped on them in a huge font 'CUTIE' on the front, across the chest. She could never, and would never, get him into something from this store. "Mom, I'm not wearing anything from here."

Sora's mother stopped in the middle of an aisle before turning toward her son. "Why? Everything here is so cute-looking!"

"... I'm a boy. There's nothing in here for boys to wear!" He knew that his mom originally wanted a daughter instead of a son, but this was ridiculous!

The woman didn't reply. Instead, she put a hand over her mouth and looked around in the aisle they were in, as if she was looking for something. "Ah!" she exclaimed, pulling what seemed to be a white, short-sleeved shirt off a rack."I've got a proposition for you," she told her son with a rather evil smirk forming across her lips, giving the boy the sudden urge to turn around and run out of the store.

Sora merely crossed his arms over his chest and stared at the slightly taller woman to show that he was listening.

"If you promise to try this on and wear it to school tomorrow, I'll buy you anything from any of the stores in this mall."

The first thing Sora did after hearing that, was silently curse the mall for not having a motorcycle shop. The woman wasn't finished.

"One condition, whatever you choose has to match this top," with that said, she finally turned the shirt around for Sora to see.

Sora almost flew into hystarics. Honestly, the shirt wasn't the worst shirt in the world for her to choose. It was much better than a pink shirt he had seen earlier that had 'hugs and kisses' written on the front in the shape of a heart. The shirt was just so... cheesy! It was completely white and had a white, flower-lace border around the bottom. It had such short sleeves that it probably should have been listed as a tank-top. On the front in different colored letters that Sora claimed to be real girly and childish, was the phrase 'Music makes me happy.' The 'i' in music was made to be the shape of a handle of a guitar. It wasn't so bad.

The brunette frowned, gazing at the shirt and then at his mother's face for a few moments. "What if I don't wear it?"

"You don't have a choice." She grinned.

Sora pouted and sighed, letting his arms return to his sides. "Fine." Before he could say anything else, he heard a male's voice shout across the store, "Oi! Is that Sora?"

Blue eyes widening, he tensed and hesitantly turned around, missing the grin that now spread across his mother's face. He raised his eyebrows and blinked a few times at seeing who said his name. He couldn't hold in his laughter, once remembering the night before. "A-Axel?" he gasped between laughs, "what're you doing here?"

The redhead frowned at the shorter boy after nodding a greeting to the woman standing behind him. He waited for Sora to calm down before finally answering. "I'm here with a friend. We're shopping for his little sis' birthday."

"Oh really? Who's your frien--" Sora began to ask, his voice weak from the laughter, but was cut off by another male's voice.

"There you are Axel, I was wondering where you ran off to. You're worse than my sister, you know that?" the newest male said to Axel, stepping beside him and punching him in the arm.

Sora was frozen still when he saw somehow familiar blue-green eyes. Only when this man turned his attention to him and smirked with a raised eyebrow did the brunette realize he had been staring open-mouthed. This male had long, flowing silver hair that cascaded over his shoulders with a few strands over his mesmerizing aqua eyes. His attired was simple -- black pants, black high-tops, and a navy t-shirt.

Closing his mouth, the brunette looked around, trying to find something else to look at than the man in front of him and found that his mother has disappeared. Ugh! She better hadn't left me alone with these two!

"You're the one from the Civic yesterday, right?" the unnamed man inquired and Sora realized that the tall, silver-haired male had been staring at him the whole time. He felt his cheeks burn.

Wait. How'd this guy know that he rode in a Civiic yesterday?

"Yeah, but how--" Suddenly, it hit him. He knew he had seen those eyes before. This was the guy he saw yesterday on the silver motorcycle! "You're Riku?"

"And howdo you know my name?" Riku asked, grinning and raising an eyebrow again, "are you a stalker?"

Sora's cheeks burned again. Jeez, what was he... a school girl? Maybe this store was getting to him. "No!" he squeaked indignantly. "I heard that guy on the custom bike call you by name yesterday."

"Wow. It's nice to know that I'm referred to as 'that guy' now. At least you added my precious baby into the name," Axel said suddenly, startling the smaller of the boys. Sora had forgotten the redhead was there.

Riku rolled his eyes. "We'd better leave you alone before Axel starts informing you of his mechanical 'lover's' lifestory. Once he starts, I'll never get him to shut up."

"Oh, come on, Riku! I offered to let you and your bike join in. Our bikes could make beautiful tricycles together!" Axel responded, smirking.

Riku resisted the urge to punch the redhead. Turning back to Sora, he said, "Well, assuming that we'll be going to the same school, I'll see you tomorrow. Sora, wasn't it?"

Sora nodded quickly, beginning to understand why Roxas had turned Axel down the night before.

"See you tomorrow, then." Riku grinned.

Sora wanted to smile back, but as soon as he tried his breath was caught in his throat when he felt Riku's warm breath against his ear.

"Oh, and Sora? Don't fall for me too hard. I have a girlfriend," the other's voice whispered and Sora could hear the smirk on Riku's face.

The brunette spun on his heel to say something back, but found that he and Axel were gone.

"GAH! What is up with people disappearing today?" Sora yelled, feeling like ripping out his hair.

"I don't know," the boy's mother said suddenly, causing her son to yelp and nearly fall over.

Sora spun around again, about to yell at her, but was cut off.

"Come on. Let's go get the clothing you want, then I'll take you to get some ice cream. You deserve it."

Sora blinked a few times before grinning. He didn't bother asking why he deserved ice cream, scared of risking getting it taken away. He bounded after his mother -- after paying for the girly shirt, of course -- and out of the store, glad that the manic shopping day was almost over and would be ended with soft-serve ice cream.

Mmm... ice cream.

Wow! I actually updated pretty fast. -proud-

Those shirts are real. Just check Limited Too's site.

Poor Sora, I'm sorry your mother is a psychotic shopper. -snicker-

If you see any mistakes or if anything sounded odd to you, please tell me so.

Thanks!