Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts and any of its franchise. I don't even own a dog, as much as I want one.
Warning:Yaoi. Shounen-ai. Implied loving.
Author's Note: Konichiwa!
Wow, that was some hiatus. I suddenly got some groove back now that Valentine's Day came (and went). Yeah, I know I'm late. Belated Happy V Day, people!
I probably should remove the 'Completed' sign. There's still White Day coming up.
As usual, I blame writer's block.
Thank you to:
Splee, animefav and harpoonedxwhale for their fabulous reviews. Splee especially, since I received it one year late and was surprised anyone actually is still reading this forgotten piece.
And SM-chan, always. For your patience, and your friendship.
Every Dog Has Its Day
"Eh?! So there's no way you can stay home tomorrow?"
Riku winced at the sad whine. He would have preferred angry-Sora, which would have made him feel less like a jerk than I'm-not-angry-just-not-too-happy-Sora. And an upset Sora often means that no one else around him is happy either.
"But… it's V-day, Riku! You know, a day where some old geezer died just so we can all have quiet dinners, take walk down beaches and make love and then some!"
I can still do that last part.
Indecent thoughts seem to prevail in Riku's mind today. Not that it's any different from the usual silver blond.
"Look, Sora-bunny…"
Sora glare-pouted at the teen.
"…as much as I would love spending the entire day with you, and you know how much I'd love to, my boss is quite unlike yours."
Pout etched in face, Sora lowered his head in thought. Or was it disappointment?
Riku sighed wistfully.
Sora is a lovable bunny, Riku had always said, who just cannot help but love everyone around him, and everyone would just reciprocate, in that "Aww…" fashion, like when they see a one-month-old infant, or puppy. The nice old lady in the grocery store obviously felt the same as "everyone", and deciding that Valentine's is the day for joy, love, and sitting by the fire with hot cocoa (she was probably referring to herself at that point), gave the ebullient boy a PAID day off to enjoy with his lover.
And yes, she saw said lover before, and more-or-less shrieked then, "What a pretty pair you two make!" That was before she dumped candies onto Sora's arms, as she does at the end of Sora's shift, always, and sent him off with a sloppy kiss on the cheek. Sora politely blushed (is there such a thing as a polite blush?) and headed off to Riku's car with a courteous nod and a Thank You Very Much.
As Riku set off to follow his younger charge, the air behind him suddenly dropped a couple of degrees. Warily, the comely teen turned, only to see some sort of oxymoronic smile-frown on the elder's face, as if she was judging the intimidated male. Some 30 seconds later, she seemed to have reached a tentative conclusion, and went back into the store. But not before leaving a friendly warning: "You better be taking good care of the boy."
She apparently liked Sora a lot more than she liked Riku.
No surprise there. The same goes for Roxas, Axel, Kairi, Naminé, Sora's (and Roxas') parents, Riku's parents, assorted old people, the cat sleeping on the fence, bucktoothed hobos, and generally everyone else inhabiting the island.
Not that it's Riku's fault, of course. He was just a snobbish, arrogant, holier-than-thou egoist who may or may not have fallen into darkness at some point of his life. Slightly cold and slow to show his emotions, he saved his compassion for only one person.
Yeah, the same adolescent who outshone him in all matters relating to the heart, the one who would help old ladies across the streets (Seriously, who does that anymore?), feed the kitties, climb up the tree to get a careless kid's balloon and give the hobos helpline numbers and a couple of change (with the lecherous look on some of them, Riku feared that the boy would have ended up giving more than just change if they didn't get out of there ASAP. Sora, naturally, yelled at him).
Anway… where were we? Oh yeah, Riku's boss.
Mr. Owner of Sugar, Spice and Everything Nice obviously decided to ride the wave of corporate evilness, taking advantage of and exploiting the "day of joy, love and yadda" to trick couples, lovers and wannabes into purchasing over-priced chocolates which taste the same as any other of the cheaper brands. And to do that, he needed "all the help he could get", which meant no leave-taking, forced (but thankfully paid) overtime and orders-barking galore to be expected. Riku swore that man was born for more nefarious roles, like Disney CEO, or something.
So, when the silver-haired teen heard the news, he knew certain amends would have to be made to his precious 18-year-old, who had eagerly planned "a romantic day out" at the prospect of both of them having no college classes on that day and he himself freed from work. He asked Riku to take a day off, employing the help of dewy doe eyes. Riku stupidly promised to, for a moment forgetting what his boss was like.
Back to the matter at hand…
"Sora, come 'ere."
The brunette looked up to see his best friend spreading his arms, melancholy painted on his face, expressing how disappointed he was too. Sora's lips curled upwards, and he pounced right onto Riku's waiting arms. Riku was floored, as usual.
"Oof! I was expecting you more to meander over sadly or something. Get off Sora, you're heavy," Riku smiled and said as he layed splayed across the carpet.
"And you're comfy, so nope!" Sora grinned.
Riku laughed at that, "C'mon Sora, I have something for you."
Sora's eyes sparkled.
"But I gonna blindfold you if you want your surprise."
Pout.
Riku just gave the brunette a warm smile as he took a clean handkerchief out of his pocket. Sitting up, he proceeded to wrap the cloth around the boy's beautiful eyes (God, is his mind ever going to give him a break?) and closed in on the shell of Sora's right ear.
"Kinky, no?" he whispered.
"Riku!" Sora laughed and slapped him on the arm.
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"Are we there yet?"
"No."
"Oh." Five seconds. "Are we there yet?"
Riku was torn between a sigh and a chuckle. "No, Sora."
"Mm…" Riku was given another blissful five seconds. "Are we-"
"No, Sora. We just got past the stairs."
Sora gave a triumphant cry, "Ah ha! So we were going upstairs. Now I see where you're leading me, you evil Riku!"
Riku couldn't hold in his snicker, and cooed, "Yes Sora, because you couldn't at all have known that we were going upstairs when I told you to watch your step." The silver blond chose at that moment to lead Sora into the bedroom.
"Well, how am I to know if -"
And all of a sudden, Sora was silenced. Riku was incredibly impressed, considering he didn't say or do anything to give away the identity of his gift. Said 'gift' barely made a sound either.
"Riku… there is something in here with us, isn't there? It's something… breathing…" The older boy could already hear the cogs churning in his lover's head. Frankly, the fact that Sora could 'feel' another presence scared him, if only a little.
"Don't scream, Sor," Riku mumbled as he untied his makeshift blindfold.
It turned out that the advice/ request was unnecessary, as it would not have been heeded anyway. Sora gasped as his eyes quickly adjusted to the light, catching sight of the little thing, and screamed.
Happily, mind you.
"Oh my God! Riku, you got me one! I can't believe you got me one!"
Sitting up on the cot situated at the corner of the room, was a little ball of brown and white fur, Blenheim, if you may. Its wide eyes were staring straight at Sora, and it opened its mouth slightly showing its tongue, but not sticking it out or panting (for which Riku was thankful). It's… well… it's a…
"A Cavalier King Charles Spaniel!"
Actually, Riku was going to say dog, but yeah. How on earth did Sora tell the breed just seeing it for the first time anyway?
Oh yeah, he was obsessed, for a boy who never owned a dog before.
Sora ran over to pick up his new friend. "Oh Riku, I love her! She's so pretty!"
Suddenly, a rush of jealously flushed through Riku. She? She?! What the heck? How would he know? Riku had to ask the storekeeper for all the details of the little mongrel, painstakingly mind you, and Sora could just guess (accurately too) the species and the gender? Just like that?
Apparently, yes. Just like that.
"Oh my, isn't she just absolutely adorable? Figures, that you'll get me a puppy that'll remind me of you. Yeah, she's absolutely regal, just like you, Riku, just in case you're fishing for compliments. Gorgeous, she is. So, what do you think we should name her?" Sora's incessant babble came to a halt as he awaited his lover's reply.
Riku, overcame with jealousy at how "gorgeous and beautiful" "she" is, just gave an articulate, "Er…"
"Hmm, should we name her Riku, you know, cos she's like-"
"No," Riku deadpanned.
"Kidding, kidding. I knew you wouldn't like it," Sora laughed, "how about Ripper?"
Say what?
"Say what?" Because Riku is, surprisingly, human, and some people do tend to voice out their thoughts. "You sure you don't mean Ripple?"
"Nope, Ripper! Because she'll grow up to be big and strong, just like you, and she'll protect us all!"
Riku glared at his would-be-protector, nestled in the crook of Sora's arm, safe, warm, content and happy. Who's protecting who exactly again?
And for that split second, Riku thought he saw the puppy smirk at him. Somebody's jealous, it seems to be taunting.
Cur.
"Whatever makes you happy, Sor," Riku sighed.
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"And can you believe it? He actually told me, 'No sex tonight, Riku! We may wake Ripper.' And wouldn't we do that any other night then? Did he think about what he's doing to me?" ranted Riku.
"Sigh. You, or your libido?" Kairi had just about enough of it.
Almost as soon as she entered SS&EN (God, how she hated acronyms like that), Riku whisked the redhead away to the storeroom. "That dog… was a bad idea!" Riku whispered, sounding upset, but did nothing to hide his conspiratorial tone. That meant Kairi must either (a) warn Sora to fly himself and the spaniel to Timbuktu before tonight, or (b) calm Riku down during her shift. The latter felt easier, if only because she had more hours than she would have liked.
With Riku glaring at her, she thought that perhaps (c) was the better option: Kill Riku.
"Riku," Kairi began, "apart from you, Sora is my best friend. So when you asked me what Sora would want more than anything in the world, other than you, his family, and his friends-"
"Yes yes I know. I asked, and now I'm regretting it, okay?!" the silver blond screamed, uncharacteristically.
'Boss' shot him a dirty look.
Kairi gulped, "Don't get me in hot soup, idiot. Work first, complain later. Fangirl X at 5 o' clock."
Riku shut his eyes in frustration (probably sexual) and gnashed his teeth. As soon as he whirled around, his facial features immediately morphed into Casanova, and with a disarming smile, queried, "How may I help you?"
X (because any other name is redundant, she's just another unknown number) ceased her attention whoring abruptly, and stared downwards, "Er…"
Riku rolled his eyes. 'And her blush isn't even half as cute as Sora's…'
'Stop, stop stupid, unnecessary, delicious thoughts! Think work! Work! Must… smile for moronic girl.'
Façade mode: on.
Riku just knew who would be getting the most tips among his co-workers today.
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"You two…" Riku gritted.
Riku thought it weird when Kairi sent him away from his cashiering duties to work in the café section, considering he was actually doing a decent job back there, having only once ALMOST screamed at one girl/guy. And that was pretty good, considering he was asked for his number only for the 80000th time.
Then he saw why.
"Riku-poo! I thought you'll be happier seeing your bestest best friend in the world!" Axel smirked.
Kairi did say she'll get back at him for being such a bother.
"First of all, my 'bestest best friend' is Sora, not you," Riku replied wearily, "and secondly, you couldn't seriously expect me to be happy seeing you two lovebirds sharing mocha while I slave myself away."
"But Ri-ku, it's not mocha, it's hot chocolate. The drink of LOOOOVE--"
"Ignore the moron," Roxas interjected, "you just serve really good coffee here."
"Yeah, unimaginable that good coffee bean and evil are related," Riku snorted.
Roxas gave a small smile at that, which, under most circumstances would herald the coming of the Apocalypse. "I heard about things from Sora. Wonderful twin as he is, I just wanted to punch his lights out when he complained for the millionth time."
"Heh, I can imagine," Riku chuckled, "he's probably sitting at home watching re-runs now."
Then he sighed.
Axel stared at his buddy sympathetically. "C'mon, be a man, Riku. You'll be home with Sora in no time."
Then the redhead grinned. Maniacally. The type with the glint in his eyes.
Riku gulped audibly. The Axel grin got him in trouble too many times before. Half the detentions he sat through in school were somehow associated with that grin. The most recent incident involved condoms, screaming, and fire (which comes naturally when Axel is involved). It was pure trauma.
"What… did you do, Axel?" the blond stammered, hesitant if he actually wanted to know.
"Do you know how fire and chocolate don't go well together?" Axel crowed.
"If you involved me in any cleaning up that make me stay longer than necessary, I swear you can bid your sex life good-"
Roxas glared at Riku. For twins, it's a wonder how Roxas can perform a glare-of-doom, while Sora's best glare is still a pout.
"Shut up, both of you. Riku, I told you to ignore the idiot. We-"
Suddenly, 'boss' burst in, panting. "We… huff are packing up in half an hour. Very… sorry, sirs and madams."
Then he looked straight at Riku, "You, start cleaning up." And with that, 'boss' turned back to his office.
Riku just stared.
"You may want to close your mouth, Riku, unless you want flies entering it. Or, perhaps you would prefer Sora's…"
Roxas kicked his lover in the shins. Hard.
"Ow. I knew you liked it rough, baby, but even that was-"
"Do you have a wish to be paralysed?"
Riku interrupted the loving bicker (though Roxas looked homicidal), "What… was that?"
Roxas shrugged, "We pulled some strings. Apparently, Larxene and Zexion were somewhat related to your boss' wife…"
What! My boss is married?! Must be a goddess if she can put up with that jerk.
"…and that's a story for another day. Back to your cleaning duties," Roxas smirked.
The silver blond turned to direct a glower at the arrogant blond, but find himself grinning instead. "I owe you one."
"Yeah, just go home and shut my idiotic brother up. He won't be expecting you."
Riku beamed at that.
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So, Riku's brilliant plan was to sneak into the apartment and wrap his arms around his whimpering brunette, who should be sampling good ice cream while watching bad soaps. The older lover would then whisper loving words to the boy, and trigger Sora's sensitive sex spot behind the ears. Sweet nothings continue until Sora releases his clutch on the ice cream, upon which Riku would nonchalantly pull away and suggest dinner.
Confused yet?
Riku's merely getting back at Sora for refusing a loving night previously, dog-be-damned. A little getting back wouldn't hurt anyone. In his excited state, Sora wouldn't last halfway through dinner before begging Riku to have his wicked ways with him.
And who's Riku to refuse then?
All in all, it was foolproof, though really not at all brilliant.
Too bad it wasn't dog-proof.
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Sneak into home, check.
Sora in couch, not check.
Wrap arms… wait, what?!
Riku turned to hear bubbling laughter from the kitchen. "Ripper, stop!"
An insane (and admittedly, inane) jealousy boiled in the older teen then. Who else but the great Riku is allowed to make the brunette giggle like that? No one, that's who!
That bitch must be put in its place!
Riku was, however, wholly unprepared for what greets his eyes when he slid the kitchen dog open (furiously).
Rage in his eyes darkened into something else altogether.
Sora was lying on his back on the kitchen tiles, shirtless, with the spaniel sprawling over him. A ruined chocolate cake lay beside the boy, a generous portion spread over the chest, mouth and chin. And on Ripper's snout. Apparently, Sora was trying to feed the pup the cake instead of getting it all over himself, but that's what happened anyway when the puppy bounced excitedly on its owner, and Sora, unprepared for the leap, fell back and send the confectionary flying over. And boy what a place it chose to land.
The spaniel presumably then proceeded to lick Sora… er, the cake, all over the happy brunette.
And Sora's shirtless-ness? Riku really didn't care.
It was all he could do not to shove the dog away and take its place.
Then Sora turned, curious as to the door slamming as it slid. He then directed his innocent eyes onto Riku.
A snap was audible. Riku's resolve exploded.
"Hey Riku," it sounded sultry, though it was probably Sora panting from all that giggling, "You're home early. Want some dinner… Um, what are you doing Riku? Hey, put me down, I… ah!"
That was the sound of searing tongue descending on Sora's nipple.
No time was wasted as Riku carried his lover bridal-style to the bedroom. Sora's protest was quickly drowned out as it morphed into more ecstatic cries.
So the getting back failed. No big deal, Riku will just get what he wants any other way, and Sora will get his happy Valentine.
Dog-be-damned.
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Ripper experienced her first night barking at what she thought was her owner's distress calls.
Many more to come.
End notes: Bow! Me wanna reviews! Wide puppy eyes
By the way, I love dogs, so dogs-not-be-damned!