When Sora woke up the next morning, he rolled onto his side. When he did he noticed that Riku was still there, and sleeping soundly. For a few moments Sora just stared at the sleeping angel in front of him. He didn't know what Riku would do if he found out that he liked him, but he didn't care at the moment. He wanted to do something special for Riku to thank him for last night. 'Maybe I have enough time to fix us some breakfast before he wakes up' Sora thought. He slowly sat up and looked at the clock on the side table. 6:35 am 'yup I have plenty of time to make something.' With that Sora slowly got out of bed, and walked as quietly as he could out the bedroom door.
After he was successfully out of the room without waking Riku Sora headed down the stairs, and to the kitchen. "What can I make for Riku this morning? … Wait I think he said that he loves sausage, so maybe would like a sausage and cheese omelet. Ooo! We have potatoes and I can make some cheesy hash browns too! Oh I can't wait till he sees this," Sora said starting to get excited about making a meal. He was starting to appreciate all the effort that his mother put into teaching him how to cook.
He walked to the refrigerator, opened it up, and grabbed the eggs, sour cream (it makes your eggs fluffier than milk or water), cheese, and we can't forget the sausage now can we? After grabbing what seemed like everything but the kitchen sink out of the refrigerator, Sora walked over to the open counter near the stove. He grabbed a bowl so that he could mix everything together, and a whisk. (Why a whisk? Because, a fork bruises the egg.) After mixing the ingredients Sora grabbed a frying pan and placed it on the stove.
While Sora was waiting for the pan to heat-up a little he thought that he heard something like a door open off in the distance. "No! Riku can't be up yet!" Sora said frantically. "Well there's nothing I can do if it is him. He'll just have to see me cooking." Sora said trying to calm down. He turned back to the stove and started to resume his cooking.
When the footsteps got closer Sora turned with the bowl in his hands to greet Riku. "Morn…ing," Sora said as he dropped the bowl filled with the omelet mixture, at the site a man who wasn't Riku. No this man had long silver hair, and cold eyes. Sora was stunned.
"Morning your self," the man said. Then without any warning took a bat that he had been hiding behind his back and hit Sora on his head, hard enough to knock him out cold. "Don't mind if I have a look around now do ya?" the man asked. "No? ... alright don't mind if I do."