A/N: Ya, I'm uber sorry for this taking so long. I have another chapter typed but I just didn't feel like I wanted to put that one up so I wrote this one instead. I'm really am sorry but I've been gone on college visits and such so I haven't had time. Please forgive me if I have any typos and review with your comments on the chapter! I love you guys so much! Hope you enjoy this.

P.S. This particular drabble is dedicated to my best friend Shacho-chan. Love you Muffin!

Names

Riku opened the door to his house sluggishly. It had been a bad evening at work and he still had a paper to write for his Astronomy class. It seemed like life wanted to bring him down lately. He thought nothing could cheer him up today.

The strong smell of baking goodies filled the boy's nose. His mind totally melted and a smile crept on his face. Okay, so maybe he was wrong. Food would defiantly change his outlook on life right now. He was unbelievably hungry after all. Some cookies would do just fine.

"Soooooraaaaaaaaa!" Riku moaned as he shut the door and let his feet carry him to the kitchen.

The brunet's ears twitched as he heard his name. He turned slowly and saw his tall silver haired boyfriend appear in the doorway with a slightly glazed over look in his eyes. This caused Sora to suppress a giggle. Riku was too easy a boy to predict, he could never resist Sora's cooking.

"Yes?"

Riku opened his mouth to comment about how he hoped those were chocolate chip cookies in the oven when he really got a good look at the other. He had not expected to see the boy as he appeared before him. The corners of his open mouth formed into a strange looking smile.

Sora blinked and looked down at himself. He didn't see anything weird so he pouted and looked back up.

"What are you staring at?" he asked quietly.

Finally regaining his composure, Riku closed his mouth and formed a full blown smirk as he leaned up against the doorframe still staring at the younger boy.

"Really Sora! Wearing only boxers underneath an apron? And you have those overgrown oven mitts on? Shame, shame. I think that is the worst fashion statement you've had. And you've had some pretty bad ones."

Sora found his bottom lip protruding farther out than it had been moments before.

"Oh, don't be such an ass Riku. I didn't feel like getting dressed after changing out of my work clothes."

"Hey don't get so upset. Besides," Riku said leaving the doorway and making his way over to other, "I think it's kinda hot." When he got to the brunet he bent down and kissed his lover on the neck gently.

Sora smirked slightly and moved away from Riku pretending to still be upset at him.

"Yeah, yeah. Don't think that will get you out of making that comment about my fashion."

"Soooooo," Riku exhaled as he tried to change the subject, "what's in the oven?"

"Hold on." Sora said as he turned and pulled down the oven door slowly letting all the heat from inside it tumble over the both of them.

He retrieved the warm tray and set it down on the counter and then turned his attention to closing the oven and shutting it off. Riku however stared at the contents in the tray. A sigh escaped his lips. You could say he was a little disappointed.

"I was hoping they were cookies." The eldest stated sadly.

Sora turned to him and formed his famous pout again.

"But Rikuuuuu! I didn't want cookies. I thought chocolate chip muffins would be great. . . . I love muffins."

"Well they are really good too . . ." Riku said carefully pulling one out of the tray and ignoring the burn it was giving him.

"Yeah they are and-and I was just thinking about how you're my Muffin . . ."

Sora saw Riku choke on the bite he had just taken.

"Since when have you called me that?" the silver haired twenty year old asked once he had recovered. "I don't recall you ever using a pet name!"

"Well," the brunet said changing his gaze to the kitchen floor, "I've wanted to call you that before but didn't know what you would say."

". . . . . . . . . I guess I don't care what you call me . . . I just don't know why the hell you picked that kind of a name for me. Don't you dare call me that in public or expect me to give you some gushy pet name too."

"But . . ."

"By the way, these taste great. Thanks Sora. You always know what I need."

Sora smiled sadly. This wasn't quite the reaction he had pictured. He had hoped Riku would get really angry and end up giving him a name as well.

----------Several Hours Later------------------

Sora and Riku are laying out on the beach in front of their house staring up at the stars.

"Look Riku! It's a shooting star!"

"Are you going to make a wish Sora?"

"What if it's a fallen angel though?"

" . . . . ."

"You wouldn't want to wish on one of those Muffin, because then it wouldn't come and be your guardian angel."

"I don't need a guardian angel anyway."

"How come?"

"I already have my Angel right here."

" . . . . . . . . . . I thought I wasn't getting a gushy pet name."

"I lied."

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A/N: Sorry if the ending kind of was dumb. I just couldn't get it to end right and I just liked the plain dialogue. sigh Oh well. I hope it was enjoyable anyway. Please drop a review before you leave . . . . or else I may have to resort to violence. Or I'll cry. Whatever comes first.