In the bathroom, his radio was waiting. Sora had this 'thing' with music. It was like they were secret lovers or something. It had always been there for him, even when Riku couldn't be for whatever reason. Sora found his station and jumped in the shower.
"mmmmmmmmore music, less commercial."
"Then what the fuck was that long ass thing about Mr. Clean!? Start the music already!!"
"And now, the top requested song, Eminem with We Made You!"
"Cool... When you walked through the door it was clear to me.
You're the one they adore, who they came to see.
You're a..rockstar! Everybody wants you.
Playa, who can really blame you?
We're the ones who made you."
Sora got out of the shower, putting his towel around his waist, and shook his head fast to get the water off. He stopped when he thought he heard something. No, he knew he heard something, cause there it was again.
"The doorbell..?"
*Ding Dong*
"No way..." Sora slipped his boxers on under his towel and started to make his way to the front door of his apartment.
"Eyy booo!! Lemme in hunny~!"
"Oh my god, what is he doing? IM COMING, SHUDDUP!!"
"Well that's not very nice.." Riku's muffled voice replied from the other side of the door. Sora opened it a few seconds after.
"Neither is coming to some ones house unannounced Riku."
"Well, it looks like I came at a good time. If I came over when I was 'allowed' I prolly wouldn't have seen you in your towel huh Sora?" Sora looked down then looked into Riku's eyes.
"Nope, I guess you wouldn't have… and I bet you wanna see more don't you?"
"You bet babe, TAKE IT OFF!!"
"Oh my god shut up and come in already."
"Yes sir." Riku stepped in the house and pulled off Sora's towel. Sora shook his butt teasingly after Riku realized that there were boxers under that towel. He continued to make his way to his room after turning off the radio and light in the bathroom. Riku followed.
"All about the music as usual Sora."
"Yep." Sora said to Riku with a toothy grin. Then he returned to looking for a pair of pants to put on.
"And how many songs do you have on your iTunes?"
"Uhm…like a thousand eight hundred and something.."
"Freak.."
"What!?" Sora, who was now wearing a pair of black skinny jeans, snapped his head toward Riku.
"Well dude, you're only like, sixteen and you have more songs than my mom."
"Soo…you're mom sucks when it comes to music."
"Hahaha, maybe she does but still.. you have too many songs."
"Nu-uh. All of them have been played at least once." Sora protested at he finished drying his hair with a towel and put his chain on.
"Ohh, gangsterrr Sora. Keep your shirt off, you looks G!"
Sora giggled and went to his laptop. He unplugged it from its charger and brought it over to the bed. He then sat next to Riku.
"So do you wanna watch a bootleg on my laptop? Their free."
"Uhh, I don't know. What would you wanna watch?"
"To tell the truth, I don't really wanna watch a movie. You're the guest, what do you wanna do? Speaking of, I gotta let my mom know you're here.."
"Okay, you call and I'll think of something."
"Kay."
By the time Sora was off the phone with his mom, he was very happy. His mom was one of those people who 'got it'. She never asked too many questions and only got mad when she was left completely out of the loop when it came to something. Sora had a strong relationship with her. They were more like friends rather than mother and son. She had told him that Riku was more than welcome to stay the night and that she could pull out the extra mattress "…if you'd want me to."
Sora entered his room and found Riku just laying there on his back, almost in deep thought. Sora crawled on top of Riku and looked him in the eyes before lying down on him. He could hear his steady heartbeat like this..
"Can't think of anything??"
"Nope, nothing that would be fun AND keep the house clean.." Riku was smiling when he said that. Sora could hear it in his voice.
"Well," Sora lifted his head off of Riku's chest and kissed him on the cheek.
"We could just lay here for a while in this nice, air conditio-" Sora was cut short when Riku placed his lips on Sora's. First, short kisses. Then, the pace got faster with Sora grinding his hips on Riku's, soft moans escaping Sora's mouth every now and then. With temptation taking over, Sora decided they should stop…soon…eventually..
Riku, on the other hand, was all for the idea of taking it farther. As far as he could actually. But Sora had other idea's. When their lips parted for air, Sora sat up and put his hands over his mouth.
"Umm…what the hell is wrong with you??"
"What's the password Riku?" Sora said smiling, his words muffled by his hands.
"You're joking…I need a password now?" Riku said a little annoyed. Sora just shook his head up and down, eyes wide. Riku couldn't really be that mad though. This was cute, whatever Sora was doing.
"Hmm…" Riku slid his hands up Sora's shirt and rubbed his hands down his chest. Sora shivered from the gentle touch. He had to be strong though. Make Riku beg every once and a while. After all, technically, Sora had full control.
"Can I have a hint?"
"Nope."
"Really?? So I just gotta…guess?"
"Yep. It could take a while…"
"What if I ask yes or no questions? Will you answer them honestly?"
"…." Sora thought for a moment "Sure, like 21 questions…and then some."
"How do you know it'll be more than 21?"
"Cause your slow Riku." Sora momentarily moved his hands from his mouth and stuck his tongue out, replied to the face Riku was making with a
"Just kidding, geez.." Then continued to smile behind his hands.
"Ask a question, grumpy." Sora said and Riku laughed at Sora's childish ways.
"Is it a song?"
"No."
"Is it in a song?"
"Probably. Riku, there's a lot of songs. It's bound to be in one of them."
"Your right…uhh…can you touch it?"
"You're a pervert."
"I mean like..physically can you touch it? You can't technically touch air. Like that."
"Oh. Ya, it's touchable.." Sora's hands were now flat on Riku's chest. Sora was smiling.
"Is it hard to guess?"
"…..depends on what you're thinking about right now."
"Heh…good answer… Is it a person?"
"Nope."
"A picture?"
"Nu-uh."