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Riku sighed quietly as he chopped a bundle of carrots for Tsura as she and her son hummed together happily, they were humming different tunes but neither seemed to care all that much, if he hadn't known better he would have thought they were related as mother and son, or even brother and sister. They had the same shade of brown hair, and they both had blue eyes, though Sora's were a deeper clearer blue than Tsura's were, and Tsura looked too young to be the mother of a sixteen year old, she didn't look older than her early to mid thirties.
Both of them were buzzing around the kitchen, Sora cleaning the house and bringing several things into the kitchen to go in the garbage out back or to put out back until the coast was clear and it could go back where it had come from. He always managed to get in his mother's way at least twice and Tsura was balancing several things dangerously on top of one another as she tried to avoid colliding with her son. As the silver haired boy finished chopping the carrots he tipped them into wok filled with other vegetables that Sora's mother had just set beside him before scratching at his head, where the rubber band Sora had hastily tied his hair back with was pulling. Tsura bustled past him and smiled, grabbing the wok as she placed a pot filled with rice and water on one of the red-hot elements and the wok on the other, grabbing a bottle of oil off the back of the stove.
"Riku, dear? Would you go and help Sora move that box? It's filled with old books and I'm afraid he'll hurt himself with it, just put it upstairs in Sora's room for now." Tsura said pouring some oil in the pan to heat as Riku was about to ask if she needed help.
Nodding his consent, Riku exited the kitchen to see Sora struggling to carry the box of books. Smiling at the shorter boy, Riku reached down and took the box from him- much to the brunette's relief- before walking towards the stairs, Sora hovered a few steps behind him as he climbed. Setting the box down, just inside Sora's doorway, Riku turned and looked at Sora, raising an eyebrow.
"When exactly is your cousin supposed to be here, Sora?" he asked walking up to Sora and catching the smaller boy up into a hug with a smile, he was feeling affectionate so he'd decided to show it.
"He's…supposed to be here in about an hour, give or take. Why?" Sora replied, wrapping his arms around Riku's waist, relishing the rare openly affectionate, instigating Riku that was being shown currently. He gazed up into his boyfriends sea green eyes questioningly.
"Oh, I just wanted to know how much longer I had you to myself, tonight." Riku replied hooking a finger under the younger boy's chin and lifting it for a kiss. The two were half an inch apart, Sora's eyes closed, Riku just about to close the distance between their lips…when the smoke alarm went off. Immediately the two broke apart, eyebrows raised when Tsura yelled up the stairs to Sora.
"Sora! Where's the baking soda!" she called, her voice filling with panic as the fire alarm continued to scream. Immediately Sora threw himself down the stairs and into the kitchen, to see just what his mother had done, Riku was close at his heels. As they reached the kitchen, both stopped dead in their tracks, there was a wok flaming on the stove where Tsura had been cooking and Tsura herself across the kitchen with a cookie sheet in her hand held up like a shield. Sora blinked, had there not been a chance that the house would burn down, he would have found the scene comical.
"It's in the cupboard above the sink." Sora replied rushing over to said cupboard and grabbing the baking soda, taking a step towards the flaming Wok, only to have the box plucked out of his hands a second later by Riku, who promptly made his way over to the wok and dumped the entire box of baking soda onto the flames, wincing lightly as one of them licked at his arm, burning him mildly as he extinguished it, as if it had decided to hurt him for killing it.
Riku turned again, thrusting the empty box into Sora's hands; the boy took it hesitantly, eyeing Riku's burn. However, Tsura acted faster than he could, she was in full-mother mode as she seized Riku's arm, dragging him to the sink and running it under cool water for a few minutes. When she'd decided that the burn had been under long enough, she removed Riku's arm for him and set to inspecting it, satisfied that it was nothing too serious or life-threatening she released him and leaned back against the counter, staring at her son's boyfriend as the brunette ran to get their first aid/burn kit from the bathroom.
"Your mother is going to kill me for letting you do that, Riku. I do hope you know that." The woman said with a dramatic sigh as she set to opening windows and doors to allow the smoke to get out as she fanned at the smoke alarm with a towel so it would stop screaming at them. "Ah, ah, don't move until Sora gets back with the burn gel." She said as Riku took a step forward to help. She glanced at him and frowned lightly "And don't give me that 'it's not bad enough to need that' look. If it gets infected, not only would it be that bad, but your mother would mutilate me."
"Sorry. I'll tell her it was my fault." Riku said with a light smile as his lover's mother as he stood awkwardly in the middle of the kitchen, doing as she said. As he stood, awaiting Sora's return, he pondered how Sora and Tsura could be so much alike, yet not related at all, it must have been the way she'd raised him, which brought along a whole new train of thought for the silver haired teen as to how exactly Sora had been raised before Riku and his family had moved in next door. Thankfully, he didn't have to ponder that for long since Sora came skidding back into the kitchen with a bottle of burn gel and a roll of cotton bandages. Riku sighed lightly as his burned arm was seized again by Tsura again and held out straight so Sora could apply said gel and bandages.
As the brunette finished, he looked up at his adoptive mother "Maybe we should just…go out for dinner?" he asked glancing towards the wok on the stove and the charred, baking soda covered vegetables that would have been dinner.
"Probably…I doubt Roxas would want baking soda ashes with rice for dinner…" Tsura said with a smile.
-----An hour later-----
Sora sighed lightly as they sat in the restaurant, he could almost see the sparks in the air between Roxas and Riku. The two were sitting across from each other, Riku beside him and Roxas beside Tsura-who seemed completely oblivious to their dislike of each other and continued to chatter happily- they'd been ignoring each other since their introductions a half hour before. For whatever reason, they hadn't hit it off like Sora had hoped they would, though they were semi-polite to each other, they responded curtly, or icily to each other whenever Sora tried to initiate a conversation between them by pinching Riku's knee and making a more-than-conspicuous gesture to his blond cousin.
"So, um…Roxas, Tsura told me that you might be moving here with a friend of yours. Who is it?" Sora said, still trying valiantly to relieve the tension in the air as Tsura left to go to the washroom or something, none of them were really paying attention to where she went. However, Sora had only succeeded in increasing the tension between the two.
"His name is Axel, I'm not sure if we're moving here yet. He's kind of a pyromaniac so places with lots of people aren't the best plan…that's why we're moving from Twilight Town, he's nearly burned down our house and the block several times in the past few years and the neighbors are getting angry." The blond boy explained toying with a piece of broccoli on his plate as Roxas studied his cousin across the table as the small brunette stifled a laugh. The boy's cousin raised an eyebrow at the brunette, questioning. "Is there something funny about that?" he asked his cousin, almost defensively as Sora failed at stopping himself from laughing.
"Hm? Oh no, nothing, Roxas. Just, Tsura almost burnt down the house today because she forgot about the oil on the stove. That's why we had to come out here to eat, the house smelled like smoke and we didn't have anymore food." The boy explained, casting a glance at Riku "If Riku hadn't put it out, we probably wouldn't have a house anymore." He said with a light smile at his boyfriend, though it went unseen, because Riku had averted his eyes from Roxas with distaste and was currently studying a fake moose head on the wall.
"I see…well, I'll make sure to keep Axel away from your house, Sora. Knowing him, he'd probably try to set the house on fire…and succeed." Roxas replied with a light smile as he continued to toy with the broccoli, thinking fondly of his friend. At this point, the three-well, two, Riku was pointedly ignoring the conversation as he continued to study the moose head- fell into an awkward silence. A few minutes of the silence later, Tsura came back and broke the silence by again, keeping up a steady stream of chatter.
----30 minutes of Tsura chattering, Sora being awkward and Riku and Roxas hating each other + a check later ----
Sora yawned widely as he and Riku walked through the streets, back towards home. Tsura had gone to drive Roxas back to the hotel he was staying in a half an hour away, and since she'd finally clued into the tension between Roxas and Riku, she'd given them the options of riding with her to the hotel or walking home.
Glancing over at the boy walking next to him, Sora absently admired his lover's sudden beauty as the moonlight shone down on him. His hair rippled and shone like liquid silver over his shoulders in the light evening breeze and the moonlight made his skin look like porcelain. All at once Sora had the bizarre urge to touch him, to make sure he was really real and that he wasn't just imagining him how he was. Reaching out a hand, the short brunette brushed Riku's cheek lightly, moving his hair slightly with the touch and admiring how it shone white then back to silver as it shifted. As his boyfriend looked over and raised an eyebrow at him in curiosity, Sora's stomach fluttered at the thought that the beautiful human walking next to him was his and only his.
"Is there something wrong, Sora?" Riku asked catching the boy's hand in his own and holding it tightly as they walked. Sora simply laughed lightly, shaking his head as he latched onto Riku's arm possessively (thankfully it was the arm that wasn't burned), intertwining his fingers into Riku's.
"Nothing's wrong Riku. Everything is just…perfect…" Sora said quietly leaning his head against Riku's shoulder as they neared their street. The brunette boy couldn't remember when the last time they'd taken a walk together in the moonlight was, though he recalled it was somewhere close to when they first started dating.
As they reached Sora's house, Riku took charge and pulled Sora around the back and onto the back porch, where they would be hidden from view of Riku's house. The silvernette knew that his mother was watching for them to get home and that if he kissed Sora openly out front, he would never, ever hear the end of it from her. Reaching the back porch, Riku pushed Sora up against the door, an arm on either side of the boy's head; he leaned forward onto his forearms -though he was careful not to put too much pressure on his burn- and proceeded to kiss the smaller boy passionately, but gently, caressing Sora's lips with is own. Sora responded with just as much passion as Riku, moving his own lips in time with Riku's perfectly as he wrapped his arms around Riku's neck. Eventually though, the kiss had to end because of something as trivial as needing air.
As they parted Sora grinned at Riku and tightened his grip around the older boy's neck, hugging him as he laid his head against the older boy's chest, listening to his steady heartbeat. Riku rested his chin on top of Sora's disaster of a hair-do and smiled lightly at the scent of the younger boy's strawberry-kiwi scented shampoo.
"Riku?" Sora said quietly without moving from the elder's chest. He was enjoying the moment too much to move.
"Mm? What is it Sora?" Riku replied, barely moving his lips, still enjoying the sweet scent that was Sora.
"I love you."
"I love you too, Sora."
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Haha! Chapter four is completed!
My thanks to Moonheart37327 for subscribing and reviewing, and for getting me thinking about just what I'll be doing with my prologue…I honestly haven't thought of it that much, so if you have idea's, send them in!
Sorry in advance for any typo's with spelling or names of reviewers, my fingers go to fast and I don't always catch my mistakes before I post one of my chapters, or I randomly type down things that I'm thinking about for no reason.
If it weren't for the spell checker in Microsoft Word, I would have lots of errors.
The next chapter with most likely contain Sora's nightmare, so stay tuned folks!
~Star