-1Disclaimer: I own a dress, but that's about as close as I come to owning the characters in this fic.

Warning: Implied sex, not really explicit at all.

Dedicated to Mary, cause she just kicks ass like that.

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Squeaky Hammer (this has nothing to do with the fic, I'm just lazy and spazzical)

Kairi dragged Sora along with her into yet another store. They'd been all over the mall in the past two hours, but about a quarter was still left. Sora was at a loss for why Kairi insisted on pulling him with her into every store. And this one….

The newest store was a dress shop. Colorful, flowing fancy dresses filled the entire space but for a walkway and changing rooms. Sora groaned as Kairi shot off to inspect something, knowing running away wasn't an option. Kairi was desperate for some good quality time with her friend. She claimed he was hanging out with Riku 'more than is normal' lately. Sora had rolled his eyes and protested, but Kairi was not to be dissuaded. Hence, the current torment.

"Sora!" Kairi shrieked from a few yards away. "Sora! Come here!" He moaned, cursing all females, and shuffled towards the redhead. She was holding up a deep blue dress. It was strapless, with a slit up the front, showing slightly paler blue material inside. Silver embroidery and beads marched up the sides of the slit and around to the back. It was, Sora grudgingly admitted, very pretty.

"Very nice, Kairi," he said tiredly. "I'm sure you'll look great when you try it on, as you're bound to do."

Kairi giggled. "Silly Sora," she said lightly. "This is for you."

"What?!" Sora looked at her like she had sprouted antlers. "What are you talking about?! I'm not a girl, Kairi!"

She rolled her eyes and shoved the dress at her friend. "You have to, it matches your eyes. And besides, you're gay, so get in touch with your feminine side or whatnot!" She grabbed Sora by the arm and forced him into a changing room.

The brunette beat on the door in protest, but Kairi shouted that he was stuck until he had changed. She heard him sigh and grinned to herself. She pulled out a cell phone.

"Yuffie? I have a mission for you."

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"Affirmative," Yuffie stated into her phone, held walky-talky style. "Target has been sighted."

"Yuffie, just do it!" Kairi's voice crackled over the phone.

"Jeez," Yuffie mumbled to herself. "Nobody appreciates my art." She shook her head in disdain. Hanging up the phone, she returned her gaze to the back of a head of silver hair.

Riku sat, unsuspecting, eating French fries in the food court, when something hyperactive pounced on him. Recognizing the blur of black clothes, he ducked to avoid whatever Yuffie was going to do. He heard a clatter and raised his head. A spoon was stuck in the cream-colored tabletop. How Yuffie had managed to lodge a spoon in the table, he hadn't the faintest, but Riku breathed a sigh of relief.

Yuffie took a seat across the table from him and began to swivel around in her chair.

"So, what's up?" she asked innocently.

Riku glared at her. "What's up?" he asked breezily. "Oh not much, just the fact that I narrowly avoided being decapitated and/or stabbed by a freaking spoon!"

Yuffie laughed easily. "Oh, come on, I've gotta keep you on your toes somehow." She paused to let her smile become a smirk. "We wouldn't want you to fall out of shape. Sora would miss that ass of yours."

Riku's face took on something dangerously close to a blush, and chucked a French fry at Yuffie's head. The girl leaned up and caught it in her mouth, foiling Riku's plans of attacking her via fast food.

"So anyway," Yuffie continued, "we've got places to be, boy. Let's get out of here."

Riku raised an eyebrow suspiciously. "Why should I trust the one who just tried to kill me with tableware?" He sat back in his chair for a moment before continuing. "What are you up to, you little ninja freak?"

Yuffie laughed and swatted away the comment. "Oh, stop being paranoid. Sora just needs help with something."

"I thought Kairi dragged him shopping today?" he asked, confused.

"She did," Yuffie answered. "And that's precisely why he needs help. You know how Kairi can get when it comes to shopping…"

Riku shuddered at the memory of the last (and first) shopping trip he'd been coerced into. He didn't bother wondering why Yuffie was actually on the rational side this time, just took it as a blessing.

"Alright, I'll trust you, for Sora's sake," Riku said. "Where are they?"

Yuffie grinned triumphantly. "Follow me!" She jumped up enthusiastically, pulling Riku along with her. She flipped open her phone and hit the speed dial for Kairi. "Mission accomplished," she said happily into Kairi's voicemail. "The mouse has seen the cheese. I repeat, the mouse has seen the cheese." After that, she hung up.

Riku gave her a confused and suspicious look. "What are you doing and who are you working with?" he asked bluntly.

Yuffie waved the comment away. "Oh, silly. I'm not doing anything but taking you to Sora's rescue. Now, are we gonna free the poor boy from Kairi's clutches, or are we gonna keep questioning my character?"

Riku rolled his eyes. "Lead on."

A few minutes later, they were outside of a dress shop. Riku paled (only slightly) and stared at Yuffie. "She's cracked out the formal wear?" he asked gloomily. "Dear God, have mercy."

Yuffie's smile became slightly devious as Riku stormed in to the aid of his friend. She walked calmly in the direction of the changing rooms, following after Riku.

When she got there, she wasn't surprised at what she found. Riku was glaring at Kairi, a look of utter horror slowly overtaking his face. Kairi was working to pry the changing room door open and Yuffie could see the smallest bit of blue behind the door.

She joined Kairi in prying the door open. Behind them, Riku was slowly forming words. You forced him into a dress?! Then the door swung open fast as the combined strength of both Yuffie and Kairi pulled Sora outside, still holding the door handle.

The brunette boy staggered as he fell forward with the force of the door being pulled out of his reach, and went tumbling into Riku, who caught him awkwardly. Sora righted himself, brushing off the dress, much as a girl would (but honestly, it wasn't paid for, he had to keep it clean). He turned on Kairi, intent on giving the redhead a stern talking to.

Beside him, Riku was having trouble with that whole breathing idea. Because when Sora was wearing a low-cut, tight-fitting dress that hugged him in all the right places, could Riku really be expected to understand such complex concepts as inhaling?

Riku cut Sora off in the middle of yelling at Kairi, who looked only the very slightest bit guilty. "Kairi! Yuffie! Get out!"

All three turned to stare at Riku. He was a bit red in the face, Sora assumed from anger, though the girls exchanged knowing glances. He grabbed Sora by the arms and shoved him into the changing room.

"I can't believe you did this to Sora!" he shouted, outraged. "Sora, we're getting you out of this dress this instant. I'll help you. You two should be ashamed of yourselves! Yuffie, don't lie! I know you were in on it!" With that, Riku walked in after Sora, who was trying to explain he could change by himself, and slammed the door behind him.

The girls looked to each other, smiling triumphantly. They indulged in congratulatory high five, pleased with themselves. They waited for a few moments, just watching the changing room that Sora and Riku had disappeared into. After a while, they heard a muffled gasp and decided Riku had made his move. Finally, they thought together, rolling their eyes heavenward.

Now for phase two of the plan. Yuffie and Kairi stood, Kairi gathering her things from the floor. Yuffie climbed onto a display table.

"There is a robbery in progress next door!" she shouted at the top of her voice. "I repeat, there is a robbery in progress next door! Please evacuate the premises!"

When nobody moved, Yuffie glared, slightly miffed. "Didn't you hear me?! There's a guy with a gun within thirty feet of you!" She waved her arms a bit for effect. "Run if you want to live!!"

The few people who had believed her the first time began to panic, causing everybody else to panic along with them until there was a small stampede of women (and their husbands) running out of the store, yelling.

Yuffie jumped off the table, pleased with her work. Kairi nodded appreciatively. "Ya done good, Yuffie," she said, patting her friend's shoulder. "Ya done good."

Yuffie beamed and slung an arm around Kairi's shoulders. "Thanks. Think we oughta leave them alone for a bit then?" Both girls laughed and walked out of the store. As they exited, each girl grabbed a side of the fenced metal used to lock up the shop and pulled them together.

"Stand back," Yuffie directed. When Kairi was out of the way, she aimed a kunai at the crosspiece and threw it as hard as she could. The small knife was buried a good two inches into the wooden support behind it.

After this, Yuffie and Kairi walked off, companionably discussing politics.

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Riku slammed the door behind him before turning slowly to Sora. He hoped Sora would forgive him for this, but after years of crushing on the boy, seeing him in something like…this was too much. And to make matters worse, Sora had been in his arms. He could only hope that their friendship wouldn't be ruined after this.

The brunette was struggling to reach the zipper on the back of the dress, one arm thrown up over his head as he wiggled about. "Good thing you're here, Riku," he commented. "This was easier getting on that is coming off. Can you just help me with the zipper? I can do the rest."

Riku blushed, but his hands came up to Sora's back, the upper half of it exposed by the cut of the dress. Instead of going for the zipper though, his hands went to the brunette's shoulders, pulling him back against Riku's chest.

Sora gasped, surprised by the movement. "Riku, what're you…?"

Riku leaned forward until his mouth was near Sora's ear. "Do you have any idea what you do to me?" he asked in a whisper.

Sora shuddered, both at the warm breath against his cheek and the tone of Riku's voice. "N-no?" he answered uncertainly. He felt Riku laugh softly behind him.

"You're beautiful, Sora," he said simply. "You're beautiful and sweet and all around perfect." He smirked when Sora tried to suppress a small shiver running down his spine. "And I want you so bad."

He abruptly turned Sora to face him, pressing their lips together almost instantly. Sora jerked back out of surprise, but didn't break the kiss. After a second or two, he felt Riku's tongue swipe across his lips, and gasped in response, the noise muffled by Riku's mouth on his.

Riku took advantage of the opening, thinking it was now or never, and deepened the kiss, clutching Sora tightly against him. His hands slipped against the silky material of the dress as he wrapped his arms around Sora's waist.

He was about to back off, see what Sora's reaction was, when the boy's arms reached up to wind themselves around Riku's neck. Sora yanked Riku toward him, pulling their bodies flush against each other. Riku stopped breathing for fear of the hope that was growing in his chest. Maybe Sora wanted this. Maybe…he had a chance?

Riku did push Sora away after a few more moments, when both of them were struggling to breathe. A smile flickered on Sora's face before he dragged in a breath, his forehead pressed against Riku's.

"So," Riku said after a moment, "I guess you…like me back?" Sora tipped his face forward to press his lips to Riku's in a quick, soft kiss.

"Of course," Sora said easily. "How do you think I figured out that I was gay?" He flushed just a bit more than he already had. "I've liked you for a long time. A really long time."

Riku laughed and rubbed his nose against Sora's affectionately. "That's good to know. At least now I don't have to feel guilty about thinking you look fantastic in that dress." Sora laughed half heartedly. "And thinking you'd look much better without it."Sora was silent for a second, then, "You still need to help me get out of this thing," he said hesitantly. "I can't quite get the zipper."

Riku smiled dangerously. "Turn around, Sora," he ordered softly. Sora obeyed, turning so his back was toward Riku. His hands wandered up Sora's back, gliding over the dark blue material and onto equally soft skin. His mouth descended slowly to Sora's neck. It was all Sora could do not to melt from the shear tenderness Riku was showing toward him.

One of Riku's hands toyed with the zipper on the back of the dress, finally pulling it down slowly until he reached Sora's lower back. He continued his work on Sora's neck, whispering sweet words of affection and love into the boy's ear. Sora was quickly becoming a shaky mass of submission.

As the thought slowly drifted into Sora's consciousness, he felt the urge to go back to the fast and hard kisses before he lost the ability to stand. Without warning, Sora returned to facing Riku, grabbing hold of his face and crushing their lips together.

Riku had no complaints. In contrast to his gentle movements of before, Riku quickly wrapped his arms around Sora's waist and hoisted the boy upward. Sora's legs came up to latch around Riku's hips.

With the back of Sora's dress open, Riku's hands wormed their way under the material to run up and down Sora's sides, feather light. Sora arched his back, leaning up toward Riku as he felt Riku's hands all over him. Riku began attacking the boy's neck and shoulders, laying kisses all the way down to the neckline of his dress. When that became a bother, he simply yanked the top down to Sora's waist.

Sora froze as he heard a slight ripping noise. Riku had torn the material a bit on one side. Sora groaned. "Riku… you ruined the dress," he said irritably. "Do you know how much this costs?"

"I'll pay for it," Riku mumbled against Sora's skin. "It's worth it."

Sora blushed. "Wow, kissing me is worth two hundred dollars? I'm flattered." Riku looked worried.

"Maybe we should be a bit more careful," he said warily. "I don't think they'll notice the damage as of now, but…" He trail off.

Sora laughed. "Don't worry about it. Just get me out of this stupid thing." Riku set him down and helped him tug off the dress, leaving Sora in only his boxers.

Riku bit his lip. "I think that was a bad idea," he said, sounding strained. Sora looked up at him, amused. He put the dress carefully on its hanger, then waltzed back over to Riku, swaying his hips ever so slightly. The silver haired male winced visibly.

"I wouldn't say it's a bad idea," Sora said coyly. He leaned forward to press a kiss on Riku's cheek, their bodies close again. "It could even be deemed a very good idea."

"Sora," Riku said carefully. "Don't push me. And don't be such a tease." He was just the slightest bit shocked when Sora roughly pulled the t-shirt over his head, leaving Riku topless. "You're…not teasing, are you?"

Sora wrapped his arms around Riku's body, nestling his face in the crook of Riku's neck. "Nope," he answered easily. He placed a soft kiss on Riku's collarbone, smiling when the taller boy moaned quietly. "You said you wanted me, so," he paused before continuing. "Go ahead and take me."

Riku back up a bit so he could see Sora's face. "Are…are you serious?" he asked uncertainly. "Are you sure?"

Sora nodded. "I love you, Riku. And you're my best friend. I trust you."

Riku looked shocked for a moment, then dipped his head down to kiss Sora on the mouth with enough emotion behind it to have the brunette trembling. "I love you too, Sora. I really do."

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Yuffie's cell phone buzzed in her pocket, set on vibrate. She flipped open the phone, Kairi looking on over her shoulder.

"What is it?" the redhead asked, slurping her orange smoothie. Yuffie laughed. "What?" Kairi asked again.

"Well, it's for you too," Yuffie said, turning the phone so that Kairi could see the text she'd received.

Thanks a ton - Riku & Sora

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A/N: This took way longer than it should have to post. It all started with my friends and me trying on dresses, and then…this was born. So, anyway, please review!