"Sora!" Riku called from across the street. "Are you going to come to school or not? I don't want to have to wait for you all morning!" Riku looked over at me with an impatient scowl.

"Yeah, I'm coming!" I yelled over to him as I finally stepped down off the sidewalk and onto the street. "You shouldn't get to impatient Ku, you know how I am." I gave him the sweetest smile I could as I took one last step to put me right at his left side.

"You should also know how I am, Sora," Riku said in a soft and somewhat hinting whisper, "I don't like to be away from you."

I had frozen once I saw Riku lean down close to my face. I could feel his warm breath moving slowly across my cheek, and nose. I held my breath waiting for him to kiss me.

"Zo, you really shouldn't freak out like that anymore," Riku sighed and gave me a frustrated look. "We have kissed a half a dozen times now! Why are you still freaking out about it?!" He stalked off down the street.

It took me a minute to realize that I had once again upset Riku. It wasn't that I freaked out.. persay. I mean, my stomach freaked out all the time, even when Riku would hug me. But I can't help that. Butterflies are the fucking devil!

"Rikuuu," I pouted once I snapped out of my daze, "I'm not freaking out! It's just my stomach! I get ...butterflies.." I said under my breath while looking down at my feet.

"What was that?" Riku smirked at me. "I can't understand what you are saying when you mumble and look at the ground instead of talking TO me!"

I fumbled around with a few words in my head, trying to find the best thing to say. Instead I sprinted past Riku, yelling back to him "Oh, nothing! See you at school!" I clenched my fists and mentally punched myself in the face. I don't know why I couldn't just tell him what my problem was. Or maybe I couldn't because I didn't really know what it was..

I sighed as I finally reached the front of the school, hitching my backpack up on my shoulder and started to take a step into my least favorite place.

"Not so fast."

I found my face smashed into a hard chest. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before opening them again. I could see a yellow and white vest overtop a skin tight black shirt. I could see very clearly the lines of Riku's chest. They were so defined. It took all I had not to reach out and run my fingertips across them. And then I looked up, at his thin but so beautiful face. His aquamarine eyes staring down at me with interest. His lips formed a small smirk, as they usually did when Riku looked at me. Why did he have to be so drop dead gorgeous?!

"Sora, are you in there?" Riku ran a his hand up the outside of my thigh and over my hip, letting it rest there.

I--uh--chest, lips-- What?" I shook my head and shut my eyes, keeping them tightly closed. What the fuck is my problem? Riku has been my friend for years! I shouldn't act like this around him! I regained my cool after a few minutes and looked back up at him to find his eyes wondering over my body. "Riku, we can't be this close.. people will see us." I grabbed his hand and pushed it away from my side.

"Oh, Sora! Why don't you want people to know about us?" He took a step back and then hung his head.

I watched him for a few moments, studying the hurt look on his face that I could just barely make out as it was covered by his long, shiny, blonde hair. "I'm just not ready to, Riku.. I thought you understood.." I grabbed his arm and turned him aroun as I started to walk toward the open door of the school. "We need to get to class, can we talk more about this tonight at the beach?"

Riku looked over at me with a smile. "Of course, Zo." And then he jumped over the few steps and was down the hall and around the corner in a matter of seconds.

I sighed and walked slowly up the steps and made my way to my first class. For once I was glad Riku was a grade ahead of me. I didn't want to have to see the look that he was bound to have on his face. Hurt. I didn't mean to hurt him. I never do..

I walked through the door of Professor Xigbar's classroom and took my seat next to Roxas. Other than Riku, he was my best guy friend. I turned to him, "How a--" I stopped when I finally realized Roxas was not even in his seat. I sat back straight, and stared at the blackboard. I wonder if Roxas is alright..

And then about 20 minutes into class, my question was answered. I hadn't been paying attention in class at all. I was too busy thinking about the situation between Riku and I earlier in front of the school. But my focus went immediately to Roxas as he sat down next to me, breathing fast, hair a mess(well, more of a mess than normal) and blood oozing from his lip and nose.

"Oh god, Roxas!" I whispered to him out of the corner of my mouth. "Who did it this time?! I swear I am going to kill them all!"

"Sora.." Roxas mumbled. "Just don't worry about it.." He shut his mouth and continued to wipe the crimson liquid running from his nose and wiping it on his pantleg.

I opened my mouth to say something, but out of the corner of my eye I saw a lone tear trailing down his now red and slightly bruised cheek. I shut my mouth and turned my full attention back to the front of the room where Xigbar was pointing out some sentence on the chalkboard.

I wanted to keep talking to Roxas, but I didn't want him to cry anymore than he was. So, I kept my mouth shut until the end of class. Once class was over I gently grabbed Roxas by the hand and drug him into the hall. We found ourselves lost in the crowd of students. I drug him to the bathroom and pulled him inside.

With his hand still in mine, limp as it may be, I gave it a gently squeeze and walked over to the little chair sitting in the corner. I sat him down it before dropping my bag off my shoulder and began digging around inside it. I finally pulled out a tiny bottle of potion and a small cloth. I dabbed some of the potion on the cloth and began to clean the wounds on the boys face.

When I was done cleaning his wounds, Roxas quietly thanked me, stoof up, and walked out of the bathroom door. Before the door closed, I watched him disapper back into the crowd, his head down, and a frown on his flawless face.

I gathered my things back up and threw my bag back over my shoulder before standing and heading toward the door to head back into the halls. I stopped when I saw Riku come out of the stall closest to the door.

"Who was it this time?" He asked me, a cold look on his face.

I knew it wasn't at me, but still I seemed to shrink back before looking him straight in the eyes.

"I don't know. He wouldn't say who it was." I whispered back to him. "He just told me not to worry about it. I was going to ask him more, but I saw that he was already crying." I set my bag back down and leaned on the edge of the sink, looking into the mirror.

I watched as Riku's slim but beautiful figure moved behind me, and then I felt his arms wrap around my waist, and then watched as he began to lay his head on my shoulder. I gently moved his hands away from my body and then pulled away from him. I frowned as I looked at his hurt face for the 3rd time today.

"This is exactly why I don't want people to know, Riku."

I picked up my bag again and walked past Riku slowly. I pulled open the door and looked back at Riku. He was now in the position I had been in. He was leaning on the counter, staring at himself in the mirror. I stepped out of the door and I myself disappeared into the crowd of students. The ones who kept discriminating, hurting, beating, and putting us down.

The 'gay' people.