C H R O S T M A S
- Our Lips Can Touch Here -
Upon waking up the next afternoon, Riku winced at the glaring sunlight from outside and groaned at the massive migraine pounding at his skull.
Let's see… He came home last night, around…what was it now, eight or nine? Whatever. He didn't even remember what he had been doing to make him return home so late…Hell, the shift he finished out yesterday ended at five, why did he leave the Mall four hours later?
…Christmas shopping?
…Nah.
Riku softly cursed as he sat up from his current position on the floor of his bare living room, and noted the empty bottles all over the room.
Oh, right. Axel and Roxas came over last night.
Anything after that is a blur. Riku staggered to stand and held his head, holding onto the recliner he had probably fallen out of somewhere during the night for balance. He cleared his vision before walking lazily in the direction of his bedroom in search of headache pills. He noted the tuff of red hair sticking out from underneath the covers, but ignored it, and the smell of sex in the room, and proceeded unsteadily to his bathroom.
Upon opening the cabinet, a shower of bottles and pills suddenly fell and flew into the sink and onto the floor, the sudden loud noises making him groan. He bent onto the floor and groped around until the Excedrin pills came into view. He grabbed it lazily and tried to stand, bumping his head onto the sink on his way up. He groaned again, clutching the throbbing spot and looking at the bottle.
He unscrewed the cap, took two of the little pills out, and dry swallowed them down.
So, let's remember…
Riku came home, Axel and Roxas were already here and tipsy, and Riku must've joined in the fun…somewhere along the lines.
Riku grabbed the edges of the sink from the sudden wave of dizziness hit him. His heartbeat rang in his hearts dully, and his bowls churned uncomfortably and forced up the contents of his stomach.
Good thing Riku had reached the toilet in time.
He coughed a few times before flushing the mess away. Oh, that was lovely. Riku stood shakily, and turned on the water in the sink to rinse his hands and mouth.
"That was a wonderful thing to wake up to."
Riku ignored the smart remark. Leave it to Axel to joke about another's misfortune. Axel stood in the doorway of the bathroom, waiting for Riku to finish so he could take a wiz. Riku turned and slightly glared at the older before coughing again, followed by a short groan.
"You alright?"
"I'll be fine…later."
Axel laughed, gingerly patting the younger on the head before pulling down his lone boxers to pee.
"Axel…what happened last night?"
"Oh, well…you came home, like later than usual, so me and Roxas just invited ourselves in, as per usual-"
He paused to flush the toilet.
"And then we had shot contests. I still can't believe Roxas beat you, with rum none the less!"
"…Don't say rum."
Another groan.
"Sorry. But, yeah. Then you started talking about this kid; Stove, or something. Who names their kid Stove, man?"
"I don't know anyone named Stove, Axel."
"You don't? Well you work with the kid now."
"…Sora?"
"Yeah! That's it. Anyways, so you just kept blabbering on and on about this kid and how amazing he was."
Riku looked down at the floor quizzically. "I did?"
"Yeah. So we handed you a bottle of Captain Morgan, knocked ya right out."
Riku glared at the taller male, "And then used my bed to have your way with Roxas?"
"…Well, yeah. You never cared before…besides, you sleep on the couch most of the time."
"Not the point."
Roxas was next to wake up. He walked into the bathroom next, looking up at Axel first then smiling up at Riku, granting them both Good Mornings before heading toward the toilet.
Riku could take Axel pulling his pants down in front of him, not some kid doing it.
He walked hazily out of the bathroom, careful to avoid lying on his bed, and went back to the living room and plopped gently down on the couch, flat on his back. He heard Axel following him, and sitting down on the recliner.
"So…Sora, huh?"
"Yeah…this new guy at work. I work a new shift with him…"
Axel smiled. Riku couldn't see that, of course, being exhausted and staring up at the ceiling. Riku sighed deeply.
"Think I can get away with only throwing up once today, Axel?"
"Doubt it. Want something to kill the pain?"
Riku nodded, and soon after was giving a small red pill and a glass of tap water. He sat up and took the thing, watching Roxas finally come out of his lair, only to straddle Axel on the recliner. Riku lay back down to rest his head and tried to ignore the incoherent chitchat between them.
Love was gross.
But how he needed it so badly at a time like this.
Riku glanced up at the clock hanging on the wall, reading 4:49. Hmm…wait.
"Shit." He said, getting up quickly and walking as quickly as his tingly legs would let him to get dressed. Once he brushed his teeth, the churning in his stomach had stopped and he was able to steal a piece of toast from Axel on his way out the door.
The walk to the light rail wasn't really a walk; he was sprinting again. His stomach was bopping around inside of him, but he couldn't let something like that slow him down.
Late, and it was his first fuckin' day!
He boarded some train that lead him to his next stop, and he jumped off, watching as his train rolled away merrily.
Holidays suck.
He ignored the new headache forming in his skull, and began a fast-paced walk toward the Mall. Maybe Marluxia was nicer than Larxene in terms of being late…
Try, oh say, another forty-five minutes late?
He strolled into Spencer's casually, huffing slightly. He took off his pea coat, and walked toward the back of the store to put it away for now and find his apron, spotting Sora putting things on the shelves calmly. Riku chose to let him work and not to bother him just yet. He walked into the lounge, and set his coat down.
Again, Riku found himself being scared out of his wits when he turned around, facing with a feminine looking male with pinkish-brown hair.
Well…you don't see THAT every day, now do you.
The man quirked an eyebrow, "Are you, Riku Murakami?"
"Y-yes, sir." It was a dude, right?
He then smiled, putting both hands on his hips, "Oh good then. SO, I guess being late for work is a constancy of yours?"
"No, sir, I was only late yesterday because the train broke down, and I was late today because…well, I was throwing up."
He quirked another eyebrow.
"Hmm. RIKPOO?"
"…Don't ask."
He hummed questionably... "I'm Marluxia, working the second shift. Good to meet you."
The two shook hands.
"Now," Mar began, pointing toward the window, "Start helping out the noob, alright?"
"Will do."
Riku sighed, watching as he disappeared into the lounge, door closing behind him. He seemed a bit nicer than Larxene, but…well, then again it was only his first damned day. Maybe he was really some kind of serial killer just WAITING to pounce and like…rape one of them.
Riku shivered.
He walked up casually, watching as Sora picked up a Halloween mask, and placed it on the shelf with the other ones.
"Did you price those?"
"Yup."
"How much?"
"Twelve ninety-nine."
"…Well, reasonable for this place, anyway."
Riku sighed, crossing his arms over his chest and just watching the younger man go to work. Diligent, yes, but slightly clumsy, and he kind of put everything on the shelf cock-eyed.
Without a second thought, he grabbed one of the masks and slightly shifted it to stand straight with the others. Sora glanced up at him, and began following his movements, starting a new row of clown looking ones right next to them.
Riku laughed after the two were done. "Good."
Sora blushed. "I tried."
"You did well. Don't worry about it."
Sora glanced up at him with another smile, and a flash of his brilliant blue eyes. Riku sighed inwardly, and decided to walk off to the back section again. The lamp shaped like a Vagina still failed to sell…so far.
It was generally new…kind of.
The store was a little busier during the end of the day. He weaved around a couple of people to check the backroom to make sure no boxes were to unload, and sure enough, nothing was of interest in there…at all.
He sighed…again. He just decided to work the register until his break…that was three hours away…
/C/
Riku?
Ahh, the voice of Angel, finally coming to take him away from this God-forsaken Sex store… Away from the crowds, away from the annoying family, away from…the Papa Roach song playing in his head?
"Riku?"
His arm fell asleep. All he could feel was the intense tingling crawling up his right arm and back down again.
"Riku!"
Riku jerked from his sleeping position practically on top of the register, looking up at Sora's bright shiny, confused face.
"What are you doing?"
"Sleeping."
"Why?"
"So I can take my break faster."
"Oh…well, what time does it start?"
"Eight o'clock."
"Oh, sorry didn't mean to wake you too early." He laughed gently.
Riku rubbed the sleep from his eyes, sighing and standing in order to stretch his limbs.
"It's in a little bit. You wanna go get something to eat at the food court this time?"
"Okay. Sure."
Riku glanced around the store, noting at how empty it had become. No one was even in the back section! How horrible the world had become…three days before Christmas, even!
I like, where we are
When we drive, in your car
I like, where we are...
Here
A half an hour went by, granting Riku the right of passage for his break. Sora also, he concluded, because the kid was following him during his said breaks.
Riku paid for some little donut from the Starbucks shop at the entrance of the food court, and sat at a table. Sora followed.
"Aren't you going to get anything?"
"Oh no, I'm fine."
The kid was so skinny, how could he not be hungry?
"You sure?"
"Yeah…I ate before I um…got here."
"…Four hours ago?"
"Uh…huh." Sora smiled rather nervously.
One. Weird. Dude.
Cause our lips, can touch
And our cheeks, can brush
Our lips, can touch…
Here
"Alright, fine… So Sora, Spencer's cutting out for you?"
Sora brightened, "Oh yes! I love working there. With Marluxia and you…"
Well you are the one, the one that lies close to me
Whispers hello, I miss you quite terribly
Sora drummed his fingers gently against the table, tapping his foot again to some beat in his head. Riku ate his donut slowly, offering the last bite to Sora. He took it slowly and popped it in his mouth rather cutely.
…Cutely?
Riku laughed when Sora's smile again sparked on his face. The crowd around them bustled from small restaurant to the next one, pausing for a break from their hideous Christmas shopping.
He had to get out of here.
I fell in love, in love with you suddenly
Now there's no place else I could be but here in your arms
"C'mon." He called over his shoulder bluntly at the distracted brunet boy, already standing from the chair. Sora followed suit after a moment. Riku walked a short distance passed the food court, and up to the huge Target store on the opposite end of the Mall. He led Sora to the elevators, and went up to the second floor, stepping off and turning for the exit onto the roof.
"Where we goin'?"
"You'll see."
I like, where you sleep
When you sleep, next to me
I like, where you sleep...
Here
Riku ran across the parking lot, as a motive to get to the point faster, and walked up toward the corner lining the lot. Sora caught up to him after a second, panting slightly from the short run, and looked over the edge onto the shopping center across the street.
"I come here to think. Or when I have to get away from Leon or Larxene…"
Sora smiled down at the sight. "I can see why…"
Our lips, can touch
And our cheeks, can brush
Cause our lips, can touch…
Here
There was a comfortable pause beside the two, apart from the honking horns, screaming angry white people, and the…well, other stuff that went on outside. Riku watched Sora shift closer to his body, apparently startled by a car horn going off close by.
Sora's head found Riku's shoulder, slightly startling him. Riku gulped inaudibly, glancing back and forth from the full head of spikes the kid had and the shopping center. At least he wasn't…
Sora's cold, bony fingers found those of Riku's, and gently laced them together. Okay…that was awkward.
He chose not to speak. It may ruin it, even it seemed totally weird and totally something he wouldn't do…especially to another boy…but the kid did look like he would be a little lonely at times.
Well you are the one, the one that lies close to me
Whispers hello, I miss you quite terribly
"Riku…?"
Riku visibly winced from the sudden withdraw from his thoughts, "Y-yeah?"
Sora scrunched his eyebrows together as their eyes met. "You okay?"
"Y-yeah…I'm fine…"
"Well, can I ask you a question?"
Ahh, the old Riku-Smart-Ass remarks never fail. "You just did."
Sora laughed shortly, blinking before speaking again, "You said yesterday that you weren't sure of what you liked…of what you preferred…"
Oh…that's where this is going.
I fell in love, in love with you suddenly
Now there's no place else I could be but here in your arms
"Right…"
He paused mid sentence, and laughed a little, "I know I'm pushing you…but I think you're amazing, Riku…"
Riku smiled as Sora continued, watching his eyes flash with every little thing he said, watched his hair bouncing as he talked, watched his lips move with the words…soft…kinda red, probably from the lack of Chap Stick in the cold…
He was beautiful.
"So…" Riku interrupted quietly, running a thumb gently over the younger male's cheek. "This means you…like me?"
Our lips, can touch
His eyes flashed again as he nodded, "…a lot…"
His hands snaked from his sides to around the elder's neck, bringing the two significantly closer. Neither of them minded. Riku felt the heat from Sora's breath run across the exposed skin on his neck. He still couldn't manage to take his eyes off of those goddamned lips…
Our lips, can touch...
Riku inched closer, still eyeing those intoxicating lips. The little pink nub in his mouth poked out for only a second to glide smoothly against his lips, teasing Riku or not, he wasn't sure. Sora too moved closer to the taller boy, inches barley parting their lips. Sora glanced up at the older male, locking gazes for a moment before feeling lips connect with his own.
Here
Sweet. Gentle. Chaste. Much to Riku's dismay.
This was moving too fast. He didn't need the voice in the back of his head yelling at him to know that.
He opened his eyes after pulling away slowly, staring down at the cerulean diamonds he called eyes again. He leaned in further without a second thought for another taste. Sora didn't seem to mind, Riku concluded, because he could feel the younger's lips curling in a smile of agreement.
You are the one, the one that lies close to me
Whispers hello, I miss you quite terribly
The elder's hands gained mind of their own, snaking around in Sora's hair, feeling the warmth buried deep inside the wild mess. The whisper of their lips parting silenced the world around them; the cars, the screaming, Christmas in general, were silenced.
I fell in love, in love with you suddenly
Now there's no place else I could be but here in your arms…
Their gazes locked again, neither of them making movements to break it. Riku couldn't if he wanted to anyway…those GOD DAMNED EYES.
Sora blinked, smiling gently, and thus breaking the never-ending staring contest. Riku blinked in turn, grinning back at the younger boy, untangling his hands form his hair and earning his neck back in the process.
"So…does that mean you like me too…?" Sora asked timidly; Riku looked down at the younger and watched the intense blush forming on his cheeks.
Riku smiled, looking back at the Mall's entrance and tilting his head slightly.
"Yeah…I guess it does."
Sora laughed, hugging Riku's waist, cuddling slightly against the heat. Riku wrapped an arm around his slender shoulders and sighed happily.
…Well that was quite the roller coaster ride…
/C/
His break had ended, and Riku returned to work for the remaining two hours of the shift until ten o'clock when Spencer's closed it's gate and locked the register. Riku was doing said event, coding in the pass code in order to lock the register until the next day.
He sighed while reading the ARMED on the register's screen. He sat in the chair behind him, propping his feet on top of the glass shield over the register, and cradled his head with his propped right arm.
The sudden kiss to his cheek startled him, as he was on his way to sleeping again. He arced against the back or the chair, looking up to see an upside-down Sora smiling down at him.
"Hey, Riku!"
Riku winced…wasn't he supposed to have had a hangover this morning? Oh, wait…what was that thing Axel gave him? Son of a bitch worked fast.
But now…it looked as though it was wearing off, Riku concluded with the screaming headache and churning bowls throwing him out of his blissful hangover-free day.
Ah, well.
"H-hi Sora."
"Listen, I was wondering, um… Could you come over to my place so I can pay you back for the burger yesterday?"
Riku blinked.
"Oh, you don't-"
"I want to. I felt like such a mooch yesterday, and you barely even knew me!"
Again, Riku blinked.
"O-okay then…when ya leaving?"
"In a bit. I take the Seventy-one train, it wont be here for another half hour."
Riku laughed, getting up from the seat, and leaning against the countertop next to Sora. He propped up his head with his right arm again, looking at him with a grin. Sora mocked him humorously by copying him, but crossing his eyes in stead. Riku laughed, and flicked him in the nose, earning a 'hey!' in protest, and the two are flying around the store with Riku in the lead.
Riku ran into the back section if the store, hiding behind the table placed in the center decorated with books and flavored lube. He watched Sora run after him, running circles around the table after the older male, both of them laughing hysterically. Sora managed to find a whip and grab it, snapping it as Riku ran.
"Ahem."
Both men stopped, Riku first, with Sora slamming into him and falling onto the floor.
Marluxia looked at the two confusedly, quirking an eyebrow at the two with his arms crossed over his chest.
His chest, right?
"What are two doing?"
"Uh-" Sora began. Riku only smiled nervously and helped the younger to his feet.
"…Shift ended ten minutes ago, both of you go chase each other around outside, huh? I got valuables in here. Break it you buy it; just because you work here doesn't mean you get off easy."
Riku and Sora both blinked.
Ten minutes ago?
Riku glanced up at the clock and sighed. Wow…shift was already over…He did work today, didn't he?
He began walking toward the lounge to get his coat and scarf. He walked out mid-wrapping his scarf around his neck, watching Sora pulling on his holly mittens again and yawning.
They waved farewell to Marluxia as the two left the Mall and walked to the light rail station. Sora bent down and packed a snowball, chucking it at the unsuspecting Riku, hitting dead on its target.
A snowball fight began in the middle of the parking lot on the way to the station. Sora began running toward the station, and away from Riku as he approached with a snowball in hand. The two laughed as they ran toward the station, scaring the couple people, already sitting and waiting to get out of here.
The snowball hit it's target (namely Sora's head), making him nearly trip and fall. He caught himself, turning to watch as Riku came flying at him, tackling the brunet, sending them both to the cement floor, still laughing.
Both stood up shortly after. Sora groaned at the sudden pain shooting through his side from the fall. He laughed it off and sat on one of the seemingly abandoned benches. The other people at the station had all suddenly moved to the opposite end to wait for their tickets home.
Riku laughed inwardly at them, both out of embarrassment and pity. They needed more fun.
Now that he had thought about it, this was the most fun he'd had in a while with his clothes on and with the absence of alcohol. He shrugged, running a hand through his hair, hearing Sora sigh.
"So…we're going where to get what, again?"
"We're going to where I live, and I'm going to pay you the six ninety-nine I owe you from yesterday. Is that okay?"
"Yeah…that's fine… So, where do you live again?"
"I live in the Sovereign Motel. You know, on Solemn Rock Avenue?"
Riku stared at the younger.
"But…isn't that-"
"The ghetto?"
"…Yeah."
Sora smiled, shaking his head. "Yeah…I know…I can't find a cheaper place…" He glanced up at the older with a weakening smile.
Riku looked down the tracks, watching for the trolley that wasn't coming any time soon. He felt Sora's fingers lace themselves in his and his head rest against his shoulder. For warmth or not, Riku was not sure. He couldn't complain though; the contact was nice. It had been a while since he let anyone this close anyway…maintaining the "I-Am-Riku-Leave-Me-The-Fuck-Alone' image was getting kind of tiring.
He felt like sleeping again, although the nap during work really kinda…helped, sleep still wanted to claim him. But he had to go to Sora's first, and get, what…seven bucks he really didn't need?
Oh well…more time to spend with him.
Just yesterday, Sora was just the noob at work, but…how the hell did he move up the ranks so fast?
There was something off about the kid… Something off, yet so on about him, metaphorically speaking. His eyes, his lips, that hair…
Okay, maybe there was a little…something…pooling in the pit of his stomach that MAY have meant he did have a thing for Sora, another boy…but that wasn't the point. The guy was amazing, there was no denying it; unlike anything Riku had ever seen before in all his horrible twenty-five years on God's green Earth.
No, Riku was not one of Religion. Hell, he figured there was no God after all the horrible family matters throughout his early life.
The train screeching to a halt withdrew him from his thoughts and he looked up. He was about ready to go to sleep. Sora lead him onto the train quickly, after all the other people had gotten off first, and walked to the back row of seats and sat down quietly. Riku exhaled quietly, watching the other people board before the doors closing and the tram beginning to move again.
The ride was quiet; a comfortable quiet that wasn't even interrupted by the coughs and sneezes and sniffles of the other around them. Sora looked out the window, fingers still laced with the older man's, while Riku noticed how dark it was.
Yeah, duh, it was almost eleven at night, but how dark it was in the tram was rather odd. Usually the light rail was very well lit at this hour. Some of the lights, he noticed, flickered in and out and some of them were off completely.
The tram passed by Riku's stop where he used t transfer in the mornings, and showed Sora. Another five minutes after, Sora's stop came and the two exited the stopped trolley. It rolled away lazily, just as the snow began to fall from the sky again.
Fingers still laced, the two walked quickly and quietly to the motel. Sora pulled out a small key from his ripped up jeans even before entering the room. They entered the back gate of the motel, and walked up to a door titled 36B, but it was hard to tell what the numbers were (Riku had to guess) because a bright red piece of paper blocked the bottom half of the sign.
Upon reaching the door, Sora grabbed the paper, ripped it off and began crumpling the thing up and throwing it behind him, nearly hitting Riku in the chest. He fumbled with the lock on the door while Riku bent down to pick up the ball, and unravel it.
"Sora?"
"Yeah?" He finally got the goddamned thing open.
"This is…" Riku began, first walking into the door after Sora flicked on the light. Off-white walls, one couch, a small kitchen, and what looked like a doorway to the back rooms.
"…An eviction notice?"
"Oh…is that what that was?" He laughed, flying toward the doorway leading to (probably) the back rooms, opening another door and disappearing inside.
Riku waltzed deeper inside, poking gently at the brown, old couch sitting in the middle of what looked like a living room. The walls were stained, the carpet was gross, and the window in the kitchen looked cracked.
Sora came back, busily counting in his hands as he walked up to the elder male.
"Five, six, seven dollars." He said, gently handing it to Riku. Riku only stared at it before looking back up at the brunet, noting his confused expression.
"You don't have to pay me back, Sora…"
Sora smiled, "I want to…I'd feel bad if I didn't."
"Don't feel bad… You deserved it."
Sora blushed slightly, "…Are you sure?"
Riku nodded, watching as Sora folded it gently and put it in his pocket. Riku again glanced around the dingy room, quirking eyebrows at the cobwebs and stains on the ceiling.
Sora walked up to the window, looking through the blinds and sighing, "It's getting pretty bad… You going home tonight? Because…I can sleep on the couch and you can take my bed! It's got a spring you have to watch for, but… It's pretty comfy!"
Riku laughed. "Do you stay here all by yourself?"
"I used to have a roommate, but he moved out… It's been kind of hard to pay the rent, so…I started working at Spencer's, thinking I could try and get by…"
Riku walked up to the window and watched the drizzling snow.
"Well…we better hurry up if we're gonna make it before the storm hits."
"Y-what?"
"You're not staying here. An eviction notice?"
"That was the third one…actually…"
Riku blinked.
"That's my point. You're comin' with me, okay?"
Sora stared, wide eyed at the silver haired-man, "B-but-"
"C'mon, just get all your important stuff, I'm getting you out of here."
"But I-I can't-"
"My place is big enough for two people, and the only ones that ever come over are Axel and Roxas, and they aren't my favorite people. I can use the company anyway…"
They stared for an eternity, Sora's 'tsk' breaking the stare and he returned to the back room, beginning to mumble to himself. Riku followed him after a moment in to the backroom, and looked around.
A bed, an old dresser…that was all. Oh, and Sora packing a small backpack on said bed. Riku hmm'd, again wondering where the stains came from.
"I'll just be a minute…" Sora said, more audibly then the other things, even laughing a little after it was said and running around the room, looking for other things, Riku supposed.
A few minutes went by, and Sora was returning the room key to the front office and the two were out the door. Sora shook as the cold hit him, feeling his teeth begin to chatter. Riku noticed the moment, already beginning to unbutton his jacket as they began to walk to the station.
/C/
"Wow, the last one of the night! Pretty lucky, huh Riku?"
"Yeah, let's just hope it t-t-takes us h-h-home." Riku stuttered, his teeth involuntarily chattering as he spoke. Sora scrunched his eyebrows.
"Are you cold?"
"N-n-n-no, I'll b-be fine."
Sora leaned back into his seat, snuggling into the warm black Pea coat Riku had given him for the time being.
"Yeah…the motel heaters stopped working at the beginning of winter…all of them accept the one in the office…" He laughed.
Riku, again, blinked.
"How could you have lived like that, Sora?"
He shrugged, "I just thought I was lucky to even have a roof over my head, I guess…"
Yup; one weird dude.
The trolley stopped, and the two got off at the station, walking until Riku's house came into view. Riku began to walk faster, almost jogging to his house to get out of the cold.
He unlocked the door, letting Sora in first and flicking on the light. Sora's eyes widened and he laughed as he began exploring.
"You have to be hungry."
"Okay…maybe just a little."
Into the kitchen, Riku went, off to find food for the evening. If there were at least three things abundant in Riku's house (if anything), it was food, beer, and…oxygen.
He popped two cups of instant noodles into the microwave, setting the dial for three minutes. He walked into the living room, watching Sora playing on the recliner chair, making it bob forward and backward.
"What's cookin'?"
"Noodles."
"Awesome!"
Riku fell back onto the couch, sighing deeply and staring at the ceiling…again. Déjà vu, much.
He was startled when Sora had pounced on him, pinning his arms over his head and straddling his waist. He laughed, watching Riku's eyes widen at the sudden contact with his…nether regions.
Sora leaned closer, cerulean diamond eyes sparkling as he did so. "You…really didn't have to…"
"I wanted to."
Riku said, feeling Sora's skinny hands lacing around his cheeks and into his hair. Riku pulled the younger male down, brushing their lips together gently, and coming back more…and more…and more.
Riku's tongue poked against the other's lips, which parted slowly and giggled as he pressed both of their tongues together. The battle for dominance began…
Ding!
Riku paused for a moment, mumbling against the brunet's lips, "Food's done…"
"Uh-huh…" Was his simple reply before both tumbled to the floor, Riku now on top of Sora's smaller frame.
Riku was first to pull away after a moment, gasping gently and wiping the small trail of saliva sliding down his chin. He watched Sora's chest rise and fall, the younger finally opening his eyes to look up at him and lock stares.
Riku smiled, "Food's ready."
Sora brightened, "Noodles!"
The two stood from the floor, racing to the microwave, grabbing the steaming cups carefully while Riku grabbed the forks.
After a mean that Sora devoured and Riku hardly touched, said silver-haired boy thought it best to probably change the bed sheet before he let Sora take over. He got up groggily, wobbling to the bedroom and taking off the sheets to exchange them for clean ones…the only ones left in the house.
This proved to be a pickle…
Sora followed, drinking what was left in the cup and licking his lips. Riku flopped onto the new comforter and sighed, watching Sora sit calmly next to him, holding out the cup and dirty fork. Riku was up, again, disposing of the dishes into the sink, muffling Sora's hair as he passed.
"You're not sleeping in that." He said bluntly, not even looking up from the dishes as he organized them to the best of his tired ability.
"Well then, what?"
"I'll get you some stuff… Just-" He paused to yawn, "…hold on for a second…"
Riku nearly ran into the wall as he stumbled into the doorway of his room and handed Sora a pair of sweats and a t-shirt to sleep in.
"You're sleeping in here." He said, noticeably absent in the sentence.
Sora blinked.
"I-I'm not kicking you out of your own bed, Riku…"
"I'm kicking myself out. I got the couch. I always sleep on the couch…sleep in here…"
"No, I'll take the-"
"Bed."
"Riku…"
"Sleep." He said, actually pushing the younger onto the bed and closing the door behind him as he left for the couch. He liked the couch better anyways…besides, he still needed to get that thing done.
Hopefully the tired-act worked. Riku had stuff to do. He pulled the wooden cheap coffee table closer to him and pulled his pea coat (that was on the recliner) over and took out the bag from the inside pocket. He had managed to swipe a few envelops and cards to give out from the shelves when no one was looking.
Oh yes, oh so very good.
He dug around his coat for a pen and clicked it, drawing squiggles on the bag to make sure it worked. He encased the cards in their color-coded envelopes, signing the names gently with his pen,
A X E L
R O X A S
S O R A
A/N: Song: "In Your Arms" by Hello Goodbye
And if you are unfamiliar with the song, i suggest taking a moment, going to Youtube . com and searching "Hello Goodbye In Your Arms kingdom hearts" and the first video should be one by lovemythermos.
Its an adorable little video, and the song is amazing...
Yanno, I work so hard on this goddamned story and only like…2 reviews… Is it really horrible? Tell me so and R+R.
-Kudos to Nicole for her inspiration/counseling + pushing this chapter out of my head.-