Chapter Three

The Kiss

Riku sat on his bed outside of his bathroom, waiting for Sora to finish with his shower. How strong he must be to just sit there when just a couple feet away was his crush, naked. He had already had his body pressed up against his, and how warm it felt, too. He was so close. If Sora was as bent as he was they would have been making out already.

That's when Riku started to think. Was there something wrong with him? There had to be, hardly anyone else was this crooked. I mean, really, a guy loving another guy? It had to be abnormal. He didn't see other guys walking around getting erections from just thinking about his best friend that just so happened to be a guy as well. Riku hung his head low, finally becoming overwhelmed and depressed about the situation.

To take his mind off of his deepening depression, he decided to make PB and J, a standard sleepover dinner, while he waited for Sora to get out of the shower. As he spread the contents onto the bread, he couldn't help but look at the knife. It seemed so promising, so fresh. His mind began to race. What if he was just to insert a little cut onto his skin? He had heard about people doing this to feel better, which he desperately needed at the time, some relief. He wondered if it worked...

He walked over to the sink and washed off the jelly from the knife. He didn't want to get infected from food being on the knife. He felt tears running down his face. All his practice of being careful and calm had now come down to this? Cutting himself for relief? No, there had to be another way. He looked back down at the knife. He guessed this was the only way. He brought the knife to his wrist.

"Riku...?" said a concerned voice from behind. Riku slowly turned around, taking the knife away from his skin.

"Sora?" he asked, forcing a smile.

"What are you doing with that knife?" he asked in a shaky voice.

"Um..." he looked down, "I was...cutting your sandwich."

Sora eyed him, "Are you sure?"

He nodded, "Yes," he turned back to the counter and cut the two sandwiches in half going diagonal. He opened the cabinet and grabbed two plates, placing the PB and J on them. Then he turned around and handed one to Sora, who took it quietly.

Riku's thoughts of cutting were suddenly washed away when he realized that Sora was wearing nothing but a towel around his waist. His face suddenly went red.

"Did...you want something...to wear?" he asked, staring down to where his manhood would be if a towel weren't there.

"Um, yeah, just some boxers is all," he said, "Do you have any?"

Riku nodded, "Yeah, in size medium, let me get them for you," Riku hurried away, hoping to hide what was slowly growing hard in his pants. He reached into his drawer and pulled out a simple pair of red boxers. He turned around to walk out to bring them to him but found that he was standing right there.

"Thanks," Sora said and he took the boxers and put down his plate. Then, without any warning, he removed his towel! Riku's eyes went as wide as two large platters as he stared at Sora's naked glory. He was dressed quickly and didn't even notice Riku's drooling face, "So what are we gonna do?"

Riku sat on his bed, grabbing his plate, "Watch TV?" he reached down the side of his bed and grabbed the remote, switching on the television in front of his bed. Sora nodded and sat next to Riku, chomping away at his sandwich. He was so into the show he was watching, he didn't noticed Riku staring at him, who was again trying to hold down his boner.

They watched TV until one in the morning when Sora yawned, bored and tired, "I'm about ready to go to bed," he said, stretching. He placed his empty plate on the floor and crawled over to the head of the bed, where he grabbed the blankets and got under them, getting comfortable and closing his eyes, "Goodnight, Riku," he said.

Riku settled down next to him, under the covers, "Goodnight," and he turned around so his back was facing him. He stood awake for well over an hour, hot as can be, Sora snoring away. He was so close to Sora, right next to him. In fact, he could really say that he "slept" with him. This made Riku smile a little...and then he got the idea.

He turned around, sitting up so he was facing Sora. Slowly and carefully, hoping not to wake him, he mounted himself so he could sit over him. He pressed his ear to his chest, listening to his even, steady heartbeat. Then, without thinking, he dove in and kissed him passionately. And it felt great.

Slowly he added some tongue. He tasted so sweet! He thought about taking off his clothes. But he figured he better stay one step at a time, going slow. He started stroking his hair, it felt so soft and silky. His face was so warm and gentle. Riku breathed heavier, full of pleasure. Big mistake.

His eyes shot open upon the immediate bucking from the awakening Sora. He quickly got off. Sora wiped his mouth, aware that he had just had a tongue in his mouth.

"Riku!" Sora said in anger. Riku cringed, dreading what was going to happen next, "You won't believe what kind of dream I just had!"

Riku sighed in relief, thankful that he didn't wake up on account of him knowing about the kiss that had just took place, "What was it?" he asked innocently.

Sora blushed, "Well, it's a bit embarassing but..." he swallowed, "I had a dream that you were kissing me and you were about to take off my...drawers."

Riku looked down, selfish and finally finding it the right time to tell him, "It wasn't a dream," he blurted out.

Sora was taken aback, "What? What do you mean?"

Riku looked into his eyes, walking closer to him, "I mean it really happened," he grabbed Sora's hands, who was in too much shock to pull away, "I kissed you and yes if you wouldn't have woke up, I would have probably would have raped you!" he covered his face, "Sora...I love you."

Sora's eyes went wide, more in astonishment than disgust, "You what?"

"You heard me, Sora. Don't make me repeat myself," he got up and turned to go, "But I know you don't love me back. So I'll just go. But I'm sorry if I caused you any embarassment. I don't even care if you ever talk to me again, because I know that's what's going to happen."

Tears in his eyes and covering his face still, he ran and left the house, into the pouring rain, which added to his sadness. Sora just sat there, still in shock. Riku had kissed him? Since when was Riku crooked like this? But the more he thought about it, the more he began to develope questions in his mind. He quickly ran after him.

"Riku! Wait!"