StuckWith You

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Pairings – RikuxSora, AxelxRoxas and many more…

Warnings – AU, Yaoi/shounen-ai, bad grammar, randomness, OOCness and… HANDCUFFS! 8D

Disclaimer – I do not own Kingdom Hearts, which probably is kind of obvious.

"Dialogue."

"Flashbacks or thoughts."

'Lyrics.'

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The Night They Run In Circles

"I see your room hasn't changed at all." Riku stated as they stepped into Sora's room. He picked up a manga from the floor and examined it, "…Hmm? Still reading Naruto? Phew, some things just never change."

Sora snatched the manga away from Riku and threw it on his desk, "…And some things don't have to change."

"Hah." Riku chuckled hollowly, while pulling Sora towards his bed. At least dozen of plushies were seated on top of it, "…And you still have all of these too? Wow, I am truly amazed. You haven't even thrown my MewTwo(1) plushie away. Should I say that I'm flattered?"

Sora pouted and looked away, "…It's one of the only things I have left of you."

"Me?" Riku asked, amusement lingering in his voice, before he added sarcastically, "…That's just cute of you."

"No, not really you." Sora sighed and shook his head weakly, while starting to walk out of the room, expecting Riku to follow him, "…But the old you. The one who I used to know."

Riku fell silent and walked after Sora. The said brunette did have a point. Riku had changed. A lot. He wasn't the same little and sweet boy anymore. What he was now was something far beyond the things he used to be. He had become mean, stealthy and everything he had never thought he would be. And now that Sora had mentioned it, he wasn't so sure if he was proud of himself anymore.

"People change." Riku added coolly after a while, "…Time and other people change us all."

Sora nodded his head in agreement, "I know. But I hope it didn't. I wish that…" he paused suddenly, "…Never mind."

"Silly." Riku said, almost kindly, before he was able to correct his mistake, "…You shouldn't think too much. It makes you look even more stupid than you already do."

Sora sighed and bowed his head, "You're right." He mumbled, unlike Riku had thought.

Riku snorted and stopped walking suddenly. Sora was surprised to notice that he couldn't move forward anymore, but was tugged back by his wrist. He turned to look at the silver-haired boy with a quizzical expression.

"What is it Riku?" He asked but avoided stepping too close to Riku.

"Do you know why I hate you so much?" Riku stared at Sora, who shook his head in confusion. The silver-haired boy smirked, "…Well, maybe you should think about it. And then you could also tell me why you still like me so much."

Sora just stood there, staring blankly at his so-called friend. He blinked twice, but didn't remove his eyes off of the other boy. Then suddenly he stated, "…So you still hate me because of what happened –lord knows- how long ago? Or do you just hate the sight of me that badly? Is that it?"

"Maybe," Riku shrugged and started to pace forward, dragging Sora after him, "Either way, it is all your fault."

Sora formed a firm pout on his lips and stomped after the silver-haired teen. He sped up and walked faster than Riku, practically skipping into the kitchen. Riku grew amused as he watched Sora's little tantrum, though he decided that he should let the little brunette calm down, before he would start picking on him again.

He would definitely have some major fun with Sora.

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Sora sighed as he placed the last of the plates into a washing machine. After turning it on, he turned around and looked up at Riku, who was standing oddly near him. But the taller boy's eyes wandered around the kitchen, so he was too busy to notice the look Sora gave him.

"So your mother's gone for the weekend?"

Sora blinked at Riku's question, but nodded his head slowly, "Yeah, so? And no—I don't let you wreck my house."

"Naw, that's not what I was thinking." Riku smirked and hold his chin thoughtfully, examining the boy in front of him, "…Buuut… there is something else we could do…"

The younger boy frowned at Riku's sudden change of mood. But he blinked his frown away, when Riku took a step closer to him and forcing him to back away against the table behind him. Sora looked up, trying to lock his eyes at Riku's, but couldn't because of the silver locks currently covering the other one's aqua-colored eyes.

"Umm, Riku? My back's starting to hurt because you push me against this table here…" Sora mumbled innocently, "…And… We were supposed to ask Kairi if they could rent us a movie and then we could…"

Riku laughed and pressed himself against the smaller teen, earning a small yelp from the other one. Sora shot him a dirty look, but the other one's grin just grew wider, "Yes, a movie indeed. I recall that you enjoy watching horror movies, don't you?"

Sora's expression became blank. Soon it turned into terrified and he looked at Riku, as if saying that he couldn't be serious. He opened his mouth to say something, but was unable to find the words.

"Some really bloody, dark and scary ones?"

"R-R-Ri-Riku!!" Sora gasped and his eyes grew wide, "Y-you can't be serious! Y-you know t-that I h-ha-hate horror movies!!"

Riku's grin just grew wider and he took a step backwards, letting the brown-haired boy some space to breathe. But when he saw the totally shocked look on Sora's face, he broke into fits of laughter and shook his head, "I was just kiddin'! Sheesh, no need to take it that seriously. And by the way, Kairi isn't coming over."

"W-what? Why?" Sora asked.

"Because I say so." Riku stated matter-of-factly with a light shrug, "I don't like her hanging around too much. Neither Roxas or any of your friends are welcome. It's just you and me and you'd better get used to it."

Sora's mouth was left open. He didn't know how Riku could keep being like that, think as if he was the ruler of the house. And what's the worst thing, Sora almost felt like Riku was trying to own him too. It sounded silly, but Sora couldn't help it.

"Riku…" Sora said powerlessly, his shoulders slumping, "Stop being like that please."

Riku rolled his eyes, "Please? Puh-please, no wonder people easily pick on you. You're lucky that you have that Roxas and your other friends keeping you safe from bullies."

Sora pouted and folded his arms above his chest, which was pretty hard because Riku was pulling his left hand back all the time.

"Whatever Ri-ku." Sora mumbled after a while and started to pull Riku out of the kitchen. He lifted his chin in the air, which caused Riku to chuckle a little. Sora surely was starting to get annoyed, but knew if he showed it, Riku would just get happier and keep on torturing him. So he just stated, "I need to get a shower."

"Like how are you gonna get a shower?" Riku asked lazily, "One, you can't take off your shirt, two you're handcuffed to me. And there is no way that I'd take a shower with you."

Sora stopped walking and turned around. He looked up at Riku, his eyes narrowing angrily, "Answer to your question number one: I'm going to take a shower with my shirt on. I'll get it washed too. Answer to your question number two: You'll wait right behind the shower curtain and close your eyes. And I don't care what you have to say, I'm definitely going to take a shower."

Riku rolled his eyes, but decided that he should just do what Sora wanted, because the brunette did sound rather determined.

They headed back to upstairs, where the bathroom was, right next to Sora's room. Riku glanced Sora, wondering if the brunette was sure he would take a shower when Riku was around. But by the other one's look, he could tell that he was dead serious.

As they entered the bathroom, Sora started to unzip his pants and fill the bathtub with water. However, before he let his pants drop down to his ankles he looked at Riku, "Could you please turn around?"

"Hmm…" Riku said thoughtfully, while examining Sora from head to toes. Then he glanced at the bathtub, which was slowly filling with warm water. A mischievous idea came into his mind and he grinned, "Nope."

Sora rolled his eyes and placed his hands on his hips, "And why not? I'm not going to strip for you."

"Ew mental images," Riku chuckled, his voice sounding quite opposite from what he was saying, "You'd want to destroy my innocent mind like that?"

"Innocent? Since when has any part of you been innocent?" Sora snickered and poked Riku's chest, before grabbing his shoulders and trying to turn the silver-haired boy around. But Riku didn't feel like complying, so he just stood there, his shoulders stiffened. Sora huffed and frowned, "Rikuu! This' not funny anymore!!"

"Hmm-mm, you're right. But I can make it fun for you." Riku smirked.

And before poor Sora had time to ponder what Riku could have meant by that, he was roughly shoved into the bathtub. His nostrils filled with water, as well as his mouth, when he was sent head first into the warm water. As quickly as he could he brought his head back to the surface and glared angrily at Riku, who seemed to be greatly enjoying himself.

"Riku!!" Sora yelled, half crying, " I hate you so much!!"

But the silver-haired boy just broke into laughter and pointed his finger at Sora, "Hahaha, you should've seen your face!!"

But right at that moment, Riku let down his defences and when Sora tugged the hand, which was handcuffed to Riku, the said one fell into the tub on top of the younger male. Now it was Sora's turn to laugh at the priceless expression on Riku's face.

"Oh, you'll pay for that." Riku stated, once he was able to regain his cool posture, "You'll be sorry."

Riku pushed Sora's head beneath the surface and tickled the other one's ribs. He could feel Sora's helpless squirming, which was powerless under his might. But soon he let Sora breathe again and the brunette coughed and gasped, trying to get the water out of his lungs.

"Y-you –gah- sicko!" Sora mumbled under his breath. Amazingly his hair was just as spiky as before, despite the fact it was thoroughly wet, "I could have died you idiot!!"

Riku grinned like no tomorrow, "Well, it's your fault. You started it."

"I did not!" Sora yelled, punching Riku's chest, "It was you who pushed me into this bathtub!"

"But it was you who wanted to take a shower."

Sora puffed his cheeks, as he couldn't think of a comeback. He narrowed his eyes at Riku, while grabbing a bottle of shampoo and pouring some of the liquid in his hand, before rubbing it into his spiky locks.

Riku stared at the other one, as he started to wash the shampoo off. A faint scent of coconuts lingered in the air, and Riku guessed it must be the shampoo Sora used.

"What are you staring at?" Sora asked suddenly, "Haven't you seen anyone washing their hair before? And besides, I thought that you didn't want to take a shower with me. But, now that you're here, do you want to use this shampoo too?"

Riku glanced at the shampoo bottle Sora was offering him. Indeed a picture of coconuts was drawn on it. With a small smirk Riku took it and opened it.

"Coconuts, huh?" He stated, as he started to massage the shampoo in his hair, "Not strawberries anymore?"

Sora gave an amused look towards Riku's direction, "Strawberries? If I recall correctly, it was you who told me to use that. It was because you liked the scent and wanted to sniff my hair."

"Ah, damn right." Riku laughed, but this time his laugh wasn't mocking or even faked. Sora shuddered at the real laugh, which escaped Riku's lips. That was something he had thought he'd never hear again.

"Riku…" Sora mumbled, "…Y-you're laughing."

Riku blinked his eyes and immediately stopped his laughter. He coughed few times and continued washing his hair in silence.

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When it was nearing the midnight, Sora and Riku stood in Sora's bedroom, casting dangerous glances at each other. Their clothes were still wet because of the bathroom incident, but right now they were more interested in glaring than complaining about the dampness.

"You're definitely taking the floor," Riku informed after a moment of silence and pointed the floor, "I'm your guest here, so you should show me some kind of hospitality."

Sora sighed and let his head drop down uncontrollably, "Whatever. Though it might be easier if we both slept in my bed. My hand surely is gonna hurt next morning if I have to keep it stuck up."

Riku shrugged, as if he couldn't care less, before jumping on Sora's bed and lying down, nearly pulling the brunette down with him. He closed his eyes and smiled confidentially, "Well, you can always stay up all night too, it's your choice. But you're not sleeping next to me."

"B-but…" Sora mumbled, but gave up with a loud sigh, "…Okay. I'll sleep on the floor."

And in the end, Sora ended up sleeping on the floor with a small blanket, one pillow and thin carpet underneath him. He closed his eyes and tried to sleep, but couldn't. Maybe it was the position he was sleeping in, his left hand placed on the bed, while the rest of him was lying on the floor.

Sora yawned. Riku was probably already fast asleep. Sora didn't understand why he had given up his bed that easily. But, no matter how much he would have put effort in it, Riku always won. The silver-haired teen just knew just the right place to say the most hurting words.

"(2)I feel it everyday, it's all the same,," Suddenly Sora found himself singing quietly, "It brings me down but I'm the one to blame. I've tried everything to get away…"

"Stop it Sora." Riku snapped, but not as angrily as Sora would have thought, "The windowpanes might break if you don't stop."

Sora rolled his eyes, but stopped singing immediately. He stayed quiet for a while, before he just had to break the silence again, "…Why do you hate me so much?"

At first Sora thought that Riku had fallen asleep and didn't hear his question. But in few seconds he was proved wrong, when the older boy let out a long sigh. Sora couldn't see Riku's face from the floor, but he guessed that he was annoyed.

"Sora." Riku stated plainly, "I hate you because you're so damn innocent and angelic."

Sora sat up and looked at Riku, "…Is that it? You want me to be cruel and 'badboy' like you?"

"No." Riku sat up too and stared down at Sora, a small smile creeping on his features, "I want you to be you, so that I can keep hating you. And besides being a so-called 'badboy' just isn't your thing."

The brunette could only look up at Riku. He couldn't tell if he was just kidding again or was Riku actually being serious. Sora blinked his eyes and lied down slowly. That's the only thing he could think of doing, because the situation was royally confusing him.

Riku chuckled and pressed his back against Sora's bed, which he had brutally stolen.

"You…" Sora said, causing Riku to sigh once again, "You will never forgive me, will you?"

But there was no answer. And this time, Sora was sure that Riku had heard his question.

A kiss. A simple kiss, which didn't include any passion or force.

He was pushed away, shoved against a wall and left there without any explanation.

But he stayed and waited for the other one to return.

But no one ever came.

"You don't know what you did to me." Riku replied and Sora could hear how he was gritting his teeth, "You just had to jump into some stupid conclusions and leave me. You were my best friend."

"Excuse me!" Sora shot up and glared daggers at Riku, "It was you who left me! I waited and waited for you, but you never came!!"

Riku turned his back at Sora, before saying his finals, "Stop whining and go to sleep. I don't care what you think, but I am fucking tired. So shut the hell up or else you'll be sorry that you are handcuffed to me."

I am already, Sora thought, but instead of saying it out loud he closed his mouth into a thin line and watched Riku to drift into a peaceful slumber. He just sat there and watched as Riku's breathing rhythm became relaxed and steady.

Sora smiled sadly, as he lied down after a while, which seemed like an eternity.

He clutched the blanket. A nostalgic feeling took over him, which made his chest heavy. He felt sad, yet somewhat happy. He was sad, because he knew that Riku would never be the Riku he knew in the past. But the slight glimmer of happiness was something Sora couldn't explain.

"Do you always replace the things you have lost, Sora?"

Sora frowned. Could it be that Riku was jealous because Roxas was his best friend now? Sora laughed mentally at himself. Riku was too cool to be jealous of anything and the whole town knew it. His ego meant him more than anything.

Sora closed his eyes and tried to empty his mind of all the thoughts. He would find an answer to everything someday.

"I've come to realize that nothing has changed," Sora whispered into the darkness, his eyes casting aside, "…Running in circles, I always come back to the point where I start chasing you again."

After that he, too, fell asleep.

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Suddenly Riku's eyes snapped open for no reason. He stared the ceiling above his head, millions of thoughts floating through his mind, while he couldn't grasp none of them. It was like the feeling before you pass out—you're not sure who you are or what are you doing in that specific place.

Slowly, but surely, Riku's sense of reality returned and he was able to recognize Sora's room.

"You're so childish!"

"Duhh! I am a child! I am supposed to be childish!"

"So what's the big deal with these plushies? Ain't they kinda girly?"

Riku smiled at the memory. True, Sora had always been kind of girlish… but then again, he had once grown to like that Sora. And that Sora still was. After all, it was only Riku who had changed. So maybe he had been wrong. Maybe some things didn't change. Like the fact that morning comes after a night—it's something, which keeps on going till the end of the world.

Riku braced himself to look over the edge of the bed. He saw Sora lying on the floor in a really uncomfortable looking position. Riku knew that he was the reason why the younger boy was sleeping there… and probably that's why a pang of guiltiness struck him.

"Sora?" Riku said quietly, reaching his left hand, which was free of handcuffs, towards Sora, "…Are you awake?"

But Sora didn't wince and just continued to breathe in and out steadily. Riku smiled, but when he realized what he was doing, he quickly shook his head and drove the smile away. He wasn't supposed to show Sora any affection.

A small sound escaped from Sora's lips and he nuzzled his cheek against his pillow. His feet moved up against his chest and his lips tugged upwards. Riku thought that Sora was dreaming about something nice. Seasalt ice cream perhaps?

Suddenly Sora's smile turned into a pout and frown. He mumbled something inaudible and muffled, before trying to roll around, but his hand, which was lying on the bed, prevented him from moving. This was when Riku thought that Sora must have been feeling really uncomfortable.

"I hate you Sora." Riku groaned, as he get off of the bed slowly. He knelt down beside Sora and snaked his arms around his neck and behind his feet, before lifting him up. The brunette was surprisingly light. Lighter than Riku had thought anyway.

Riku placed Sora on the bed, where he had been sleeping just a while ago. He didn't know why he was doing this for Sora, but it was too late to turn back.

"You just want us to be friends again…" Riku murmured and gently pushed a brown lock away from Sora's closed eyes. He knew all the things he was doing and feeling right now were against his own judgement, but he couldn't stop admiring the view. Sora truly was the closest a human could get to perfection. With a short sigh, Riku spoke up again, "…But you know what? We'll never be friends again."

As expected, there came no reply from sleeping Sora. The silver-haired boy smirked and placed his right hand, which was chained to Sora, on the other one's chest and bowed his head down. His lips descended on the brunette's temple, soundlessly giving a small peck on Sora's forehead. Riku's lips moved against Sora's head, as he whispered, "…But I guess you should know that. In the end, it was you who kissed me first."

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A/N: (1)In case you didn't know Mew Two is a pokémon.

(2) Over and Over by Three Days Grace. This song just started playing on my playlist and then I immediately knew that this song will be the song which keeps inspiriting me to type this story. Kinda angsty, but can't help it.

Sorry for not updating for a while. In fact, if you read my profile, I said that I'm not updating in a while, but I broke my promise. I couldn't help but update again