I stopped in my tracks. We were finally safe from the rain in our secret place we had as kids. Right next to the water fall. It was cold; the stone walls didn't help either.

I lowered myself to the ground. I sat back against one of the rock walls and pulled Sora back in to my lap. He buried his head in to my soaked shirt. His body was shaking horribly.

I wrapped my arms around his wet body. His skin was so cold. It didn't even feel like Sora anymore. I rubbed up and down on his back, trying to heat him up. He shivered at the contact and pushed his head deeper in to my chest.

"Sora you're going to get sick if you stay like this. You should take off your wet clothes." I pulled him away from my body, hearing him whimper in protest.

He nodded to my request. His lips were turning blue along with his fingertips. He peeled off his shirt and tossed it to the sand next to him. I looked over his newly revealed chest. He was still tan. His muscles look way better without a shirt on. I felt bad for him. His nipples were hard from the coldness.

I snapped out of my dreamy thoughts when I heard a zipper. I noticed he was pulling off his pants. He blushed when he noticed I was watching him. I quickly looked away, but peeked at him from the corner of my eye.

After he successively took off his pants he shivered at the new coldness. "Hold on, Sora. Let me take off my clothes next."

I saw him blush at my statement. I quickly pulled out of my shirt. He was almost all the way naked begging for warmth right in front of me. I pulled off my pants and add them to the sopping wet pile of clothes.

He immediately flung in to my arms. I shivered as his cold body pressed against mine. He wrapped his arms around my neck, pulling himself closer. I realized his attempts to get warm so I wrapped my arms around his waist.

He sighed, for some odd reason. Was it finally setting in that I wasn't going to leave him? Or maybe he just loves to be held by me. Either way, I was happy.

I could slowly start to feel him warm up in my arms. He wasn't shivering uncontrollably anymore. I let out a sigh of relief. He was going to be fine. Now I didn't need to worry anymore.

"Riku…"

"What is it, Sora?" I asked, growing a little worried. Was something wrong?

"Are… you alright?" I was stunned by his question. He cared more about me then I thought. I felt him shift nervously when I didn't answer right away.

"Of course I am." I answer simply. Why wouldn't I be? I have the love of my life in my arms with only boxers on. Not to mention they were attached to me.

"You still feel cold." He nuzzled his chest with his cheek. I bit my lower lip trying to restrain myself. I couldn't do something to him like that in his condition. He so vulnerable right now. Anything could happen.

"N-No… I'm fine. You're keeping me warm. But are you feeling alright?" I was starting to get worried about him again.

He moved in my lap, switching in to a more comfortable position. I quickly bit my bottom lip to prevent gasping out when his member brushed along mine. I know he felt it to by the way he tightened his grip on me.

But he didn't move. His member making contact with mine the whole time. I thought he would have quickly jumped out of my arms. Does that mean he likes me too?

"I'm… cold." He finally answered my question. But it made me even more worried. He was still cold.

I started to move my hands along his back, creating what friction I could. "Is that better?" I asked.

He shivered. "A little." I couldn't think of anything else to keep him warm with. Unless I lay on top of him. That would surely give him enough warmth. It was worth a try.

"I know a way to warm you up, but I'll need you to release your grip around my neck." He did as I told. He pulled back so I could see his face. His lips were still blue, and his eyes were half way closed. He must be tired.

I placed my hands on his sides, making him shiver again. I pulled my legs from underneath him. Carefully I laid him down on the sand. He looked up at me, like he needed something. Was it warmth? Or me?

I positioned myself over him. I lowered my body on to his, making sure I didn't put all my weight on him. My hand slid underneath his upper arms. His own arms took their original place around my neck in a secure hold. He was certainly not letting me go.

I felt so much colder in this position. But as long as he was warmer. This felt like a dream. This couldn't certainly be happening to me. I was lying on top of him on my knees with my arms snaked around his upper arms. His own hands were on the back of my neck, sending chills down my spine.

I was thanking the Gods that my arousal wasn't picking up on how sexy this position was. Everything would turn to Hell so easily if that happened. "Is that better?" I asked him, making sure he was comfortable.

I saw him smile. "Yes, but aren't you cold? Your back is exposed." So he did notice. He's more observant then I gave him credit for.

"I'm ok. I'm more worried about you." I smiled at his concerned look. He was so cute. If he wasn't cold right now, I'd probably be pulling a move on him.

"N-No, I'm fine. But let me help you." I was shocked at what he told me. Help me how? If it was the way I needed help with then I was one lucky son of a gun.

I felt his legs move underneath me. I suddenly felt them wrap around the bottom of my back. His ankles locked in to place, making sure he held on. I felt a sudden wave of warmth course through my body. I closed my eyes at the sensation he was giving me without even knowing it. This was pure torture.

"Are you still cold?" His question made my eyes snap open. I gazed down at his eyes only inches away from mine and smiled.

"Not at all. Thank you, Sora." I saw him smile up at me. His regular smile. It seems like he's feeling much better. But his lips were still blue, which made me concerned. "You're lips are blue."

I noticed his lips quiver slightly. "I-It's ok." He lied. He never was good at lying. And it didn't seem like he improved. "They'll match my eyes then." He smiled up at me, trying to take me off the subject.

I laughed softly. But I wasn't going to pass this by so easily. "But we wouldn't want them to fall off."

I immediately saw his eyes go wide. "A-Are you serious!? They're going to fall off!?" He looked so scared. I could help but laugh. "That's not funny, Riku." He pouted.

"It looks like you're feeling better. You even have your pout back." I smiled. I always loved that pout of his. He always looked like a puppy when he did that. "I'm glad."

"Riiiikuuuu!" Sora whined. "This isn't a time to be glad!"

I frowned. "And why is that?"

"Because my lips are going to fall off!" I froze. W-What did he just say? He knew it was just a joke, right? But this might be my only chance.

I swallowed harshly before answering him back. "Can I help you with that?" What a loser I am. Asking for permission.

Sora didn't answer. He only nodded and looked up at me with shimmering eyes. I swear there was a bit of longing in them. Somewhere beneath the surface there was something he was hiding.

I leaned down further towards him. My lips brushed against his. I was making sure he didn't want to back out at the last second. I prayed he didn't. Right before I was about to press my lips to his I felt his crush against mine.

I was stunned. He… was the one… who kissed me. His eyes slowly closed. H-He… was enjoying this. I was sure of it. I slipped my eyes closed, and began to kiss him back.

He moaned quietly. He really was enjoying this. I placed all my love for him in to that kiss. Our lips contrasted against each other, creating a more heated kiss.

He moaned again, his hands on his neck slowly found their way in to my silver strands. His finger tips softly massaged my scalp. He was tentative about his touch. Was he afraid of making me pull away?

I nipped at his bottom lip before licking along the edge, apologizing for the bite. His lips hesitantly parted an inch. I slid my tongue through the slit in to Sora's mouth. He tasted better then in my dreams. I couldn't believe this was happening to me. I was finally kissing the love of my life.

He moaned as my tongue started to roam in his mouth. His fingers tugged softly at my hair. I ran my tongue across the front of his top teeth. I scrapped my pink muscle along the inside of his cheek, memorizing ever indentation.

His lips closed around my tongue, sucking softly. He was finally getting used to this. He moaned deeper when our muscles touched each other. Mine slowly wrapped around his in a tight hold.

I felt his hips buck up in to mine, forcing the bulges in our pants to brush against each other. He gasped, I assumed at the pleasure. A wave of pleasure suddenly engulfed me, heading straight to my groin.

I was forced to break the kiss when I needed air. His eyes were still closed and his face was flushed. Our breathing was harsh. I lowered my head in to the hair by his ear. I inhaled his scent as much as possible.

He squirmed underneath me. I'll have to remember that he's ticklish there. He nuzzled my cheek slowly. I could feel a smile crawl on to his face. Good, so he wasn't regretting it.

"R-Riku… I…" He spoke quietly. I could barely make out what he said. He sounded like an Angel… a tired Angel.

I waited for him to continue. I want him so badly to continue. To say anything, anything at all. I need him to tell me what he was hiding. It's something important. Sora doesn't just hide something for someone, especially his best friend. Everyone knew he liked Kairi, which I think might be a lie after what just happened. He even told everyone that Axel died. Told everyone he was so sad that the red head died risking his life to save him. I suppose I'll have to thank him when I see him.

And yet Sora never continued. I pulled my head away from his ear and looked at his face. He had fallen asleep. His features were more relax and his breathing was back to normal. But I could still hear his heart beating as fast as mine.

I sighed deeply. I suppose it could wait till tomorrow. If it was really important he wouldn't have fallen asleep. It was probably nothing. Maybe he was going to reject me.

I slowly rolled off of him, afraid of waking him up. I looked through the different articles of clothing, trying to find my clothes. After successively sorting through the pile I pulled on my wet clothes, shivering slightly.

I grabbed Sora's pants and crawled over back to him. I smiled at him. He had rolled over on to his side and pulled his legs up to his chest. He was cold again.

I pulled him up in to a sitting position, chuckling softly at the protest moans he threw at me. I pulled him in between my spread legs, his back against my stomach. I slid his legs through the openings in his pants and pulled them up to his thighs.

I fastened Sora's pants around his waist after pulling them all the way up. Luckily he didn't wake up. What was he doing all day to get so tired? I stood up, pulling him up as well.

I grabbed his discarded shirt and tossed it over my shoulder. I pulled him up in to a bridal style hold, making sure he was comfortable and still asleep.

I stepped out in to the newly misted sand outside of our secret place. The air smelled dense like it always did after a heavy rainfall. The rain had stopped so it was about time to take Sora home.

I started to walk along the beach in direction of his house. My feet sunk in to the wet sand underneath me, making my pace slower than usual. It was dark; I'd guess the time was about ten o'clock.

He grabbed on to the front of my damp shirt. His hand fisted and pulled my shirt in to his hand. His face tightened up. His bottom lip started to quiver. It looked like he was about to cry.

"…Why?" I looked down at him. I wondered what he was dreaming about.

"Sora." I whispered. His face suddenly relaxed slightly.

"D-Don't… Ple…" By this time I had stopped in my steps. I stared down at him, hoping he would wake up. His expression tightened up again. A tear slid from his closed eye and ran down his cheek.

"Sora" I sounded harsh. I was concerned about him. He was crying about a dream he was have. Something I couldn't make better. He was alone in his dream nothing I could do about it but wake him up.

His eyes slowly fluttered open to reveal his watery ocean blue orbs. His fist unclenched my shirt but continued to rest on my chest. "R-Riku…?" He whispered a hint of relief in his tone.

"Are you okay, Sora?" I stared down at him. He finally smiled at me and buried his face in my shirt. He nuzzled my chest, sighing softly.

"Yeah… I'm okay now."

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It didn't make sense to me. I had never seen Sora so worried before in my life like I did last night. He looked so relieved when he saw me. I don't get it. What was that dream about?

Me and Sora were out at the docks checking our boats since there was a small storm last night. He behaved like nothing ever happened last night. I have to say it did bother me a little. But his behavior was something I couldn't control.

Sora was currently retying the rope connected to his boat to one of the posts on the dock. I watched him hopelessly try to tie the thick rope. He grumbled himself, pulling the rope too far until it came undone.

"Let me help you." I offered walking over to him. I stood behind him; my arms wrapped around each side of his body and grabbed the rope in his hands.

I felt his back tense when my chest rubbed against it. His breath hitched as I felt it increase. I rested my chin on his shoulder so I was able to see what I was doing.

I tied a tight knot using both ends of the rope, made a loop and wrapped the other end of the rope around it and pulled it through the hole until it was tight. I dropped the rope, expecting my work.

Satisfied that the boat wasn't drifting out to sea I pulled back and stepped away from Sora. "There you go. You always have troubles with knots." I smiled even though he couldn't see me.

"Y-Yeah." He faltered. Finally he turned around so I could see his beautiful face. His gaze was directed at the wooden dock, his hands behind his back.

I cocked my head. This was not Sora behavior. "Are you ok, Sora?" Hearing his name his head snapped up to take a quick look at me before going back to look at the dock.

"I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be?" He lifted his head for a quick smile.

I still didn't believe him. He never was a good liar. And he knew I wasn't going to let this go. "Is this about last night?"

I saw his eyes go slightly wider. He laughed nervously while scratching the back of his head. "No! No! Of course not. The rain just got to our head, that's all."

The rain? No I don't think so. I was thinking completely clear when I kissed him. Maybe my need for him got the best of him but I don't regret what I did. But maybe he did?

"Did you… not like it?" I asked wanting to get to the bottom of this.

"Huh?" Now he was staring at me. Finally I could see his gorgeous blue eyes.

"The kiss. Did you not like it?"

"Uhhh…"

Our conversation was cut short when we saw Kairi run up. I mentally kicked her. She always came when me and Sora were actually talking about something important. Then we would have to stop. Bitch.

"Hi guys!" She chirped

"Hey, Kairi."

I chose not to say hi. She was really starting to piss me off. One day I'll get her back, one way or another.

"You guys have been nowhere to be seen all day. I was wondering if we wanted to watch the sun set together again."

I looked out to sea. I wasn't even keeping track of time. It was already time to watch the sunset like we did every night. Crap, I didn't have a plan.

"Sorry, I… have some things to do." Sora never learned; when you can't lie, don't.

I watched as Sora ran off the dock in to the distance. I turned my attention to the girl. "Sorry, Kairi. Sora hasn't been feeling very good lately. I think I'll just make sure he's OK."

"Oh… OK. Tell Sora to get better."

"I will. See ya." I waved to her and ran after Sora. I had a pretty good idea where he went.

And there I was, at the Secret Place. I could see his fresh footprints in the sand. I was about to call for him but stopped when I heard his voice.

"What's wrong with me? He's my best friend and still look what happened when he rubbed against me."

I heard a zipper from, I assumed, his pants. Was he going to do what I thought he was? Innocent Sora? And it was because of me?

I heard him moan a few times. I felt myself getting hard. I dropped to the floor. I opened up my pants with little sound; I couldn't let him hear me. I held back a groan as the cool air hit my heated skin. I was completely hard. Damn Sora, look what you do to me.

I wrapped my hand around my throbbing shaft. Beginning slow pumps up and down, I moaned silently as Sora moaned along with me.

"Nnngh-uhhh… Ri…ku…" I heard him moan as I quickened his pace to match his moans. My breath picked up along with my heartbeat. I felt I was going to explode.

My climax was close, I could already feel it. I flicked my finger over the slip on the head. My free hand dug at the sand under it. I couldn't stop myself from bucking up in to my hand, wanting more.

"Ahhh! R-Riku!" I heard him yell, he must of came.

I released not much after him. Hearing him call my name while he came put me over the edge. Quickly I wiped my hand off in the sand and fixed my clothing.

We were doing these things to each other. Forcing the other to find pleasure on their own. Not completely sure if the other has the same feelings as you. We're growing apart, but we don't want to.

I have to do something.