All of your reviews make me feel like the happiest girl in the world! So now I shower you with flufffff! X3 And it's probably not even very good fluff, either. XD;

Kingdom Hearts don't belong to me, dag nabbit. U.U

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The lightning outside casted the shadows of the raindrops onto the shaking mass of blankets that was Sora's bed. Ever since, and even before, his mother died Sora had been afraid of thunderstorms. But nowadays his fear worsened. Every time the lightning flashed or the thunder boomed, images of that night flooded into his mind.

Soon, he started to sob, "M-mom…I miss y-you so mu-ch…" he had the covers pulled over his head, his tears soaking into his pillow making his face wet. But he didn't even notice, too scared to even move. For if, he thought, he even tried to adjust himself in his bed, something horrible would happen.

At a point, his heavy breathing, accompanied with the lack of air circulation, under the covers got to him and he decided, very slowly, to move and make for his door.

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Meanwhile in Riku's room, the silver haired youth currently had one of his pillows held over his face.

"Oh. My. Fucking. God. Why is there so much goddamned thunder!?" he clenched the pillow's fabric tighter in his hands and childishly slapped his legs on the mattress.

He had also pulled the covers off of his person and bunched it up at the end of his bed. He felt a little too hot, the humidity outside getting to him. After a few more minutes of self-loathing, from under his pillow he heard the muffled sound of his door being opened and closed. He assumed his mother had come to make her sporadic nightly visits to make sure he was okay.

That idea was thrown out the window when he heard a whimper come from the other side of his room. He pulled the pillow from his eyes, not yet adjusted to the dark, and scanned his room, "Hello? Who's here?"

A bolt of lightning illuminated the room, unveiling a horror-stricken Sora still clad in his clothes from the day before, "R-Riku…"

Said boy immediately became concerned and serious, sitting up in his bed, "Sora, are you okay?"

His response was a shiver and whimper.

Riku placed his pillow next to him and stood. He walked the few steps over to the terrified boy and put a hand on his shoulder, "Sora. Answer me," he looked down at the brunette and saw fresh tears and tear tracks that marred his face.

Before the aquamarine eyed teen could question him, Sora pounced on him, taking him to the ground and holding onto his neck for dear life as a particularly long and loud crack of thunder rang through the house, shaking some of the objects in Riku's room.

Riku had no idea what to do. So he settled for stroking Sora's back and letting the blue eyed boy hang onto his neck.

Sora convulsed and let out small cries every now and then, until they slowed to a stop. It was then, even though he was a little bit shaky, that he wiped his eyes with the back of his sleeve-covered wrist and faced Riku. He didn't care how close they were; he just wanted someone to hang on to.

Riku pushed a few locks of hair that fell in front of Sora's face, "Are you alright now?"

His nodded his head in response.

"Okay. So I'm guessing you would like to sleep in here tonight?"

Another nod.

"Alrighty then. But I thought you hated my guts," he laughed.

He was rewarded with small punch of annoyance to the chest.

"Jeez, I was just joking," he grabbed Sora's hand and placed it by the other boy's side.

"…I'm fine now. I just needed to have someone next to me…" he paused and looked down. He noticed he was still lying on top of Riku. And Riku was only in his boxers. "Gah!" he quietly squeaked and sat up.

"What?" Riku lifted his head of the ground and stared at Sora.

"Nothing, nothing," the darkness of the room aided Sora in covering his blush. The blue eyed brunette slowly got up off of Riku and offered a hand to the other boy.

The silver haired boy took it and pushed himself up. Another crack of the infamous thunder had his hand being harshly squeezed and a hoarse yell greeted his ears.

"Riku! Can we go to the bed now?" his shaky palm still in Riku's, said teen led him to his bed.

"Hold on. Aren't you hot in all that?" he motioned to Sora's attire.

Sora looked at himself. He was wearing a pair of skinny jeans and his favorite black jacket. He even still had his sneakers on.

The blush he had been sporting upon entering Riku's room, darkened, "Oh yeah. Forgot about those," he sighed out the last sentence.

Riku laid on the bed put his arms behind his head, "Whenever you're ready. The thunder could come back any minute," a smirk.

Sora paled, "That's not funny, Riku!" he stomped his foot on the floor and 'eeped' when lightning flashed through the room.

"Pfft-" Riku tried unsuccessfully to hide his snort.

The brunette glared before turning around and undressing. It felt quite uncomfortable. Not to mention the still raging blush on his face.

"Hu-rry." Riku called, mockingly.

Sora unzipped his jacket to reveal a blue wifebeater. When he went to pull it off, his stomach lurched at the feeling of the sweaty garment being peeled off of his skin. He took off his checkered converse and socks along with them. Next he tried to, very discretely, remove his black skinny jeans. After he was done, he was down to his navy blue boxers. He left on his crown necklace and his two black and red wristbands.

Meanwhile, Riku had all of this for his pleasurable viewing. And he be damned if he didn't soak in every minute of it, be Sora homosexual or not.

When Sora was ready to slip into the bed, Riku scooted over and patted the place next to him lovingly.

Even though the spiky haired teen was scared stiff of the storm outside, he still managed to get pissed at Riku, "Stop acting like a pervert."

"You'd like that wouldn't you, my little Sora."

"Huh?" said boy stopped mid-climb onto the bed.

"What?" he feigned innocence.

"N-nothing," he preceded to crawl into the space next to Riku. And when the next bolt of lightning and slap of thunder sounded, the brunette was pushed up next to the, now very happy, aquamarine eyed teen.

These are the times I just absolutely love being gay. Riku was lost in his happy thoughts, completely oblivious to his new brother's panic. That was until he was pulled, rather unwillingly, from his thoughts when he felt Sora's nails carve their way into his upper arm.

He sucked in air from the pain, "Fuck, Sora!"

Sora had just realized what he had done, "Omigod, I'm so sorry, Riku!" he bit his lip and looked away before he turned over and pulled the covers over his face.

"Sora, it's fine. I know you're scared."

The brunette felt a soft tugging on the fabric above his head, "Riku, can I ask you something?"

Riku halted in his quest to rid the covers from Sora's face, "Of course."

The younger boy removed the blanket himself and turned to face Riku again, "Do you know exactly why I'm here? Did your parents tell you?"

Riku pondered a moment, "Actually, no they haven't. The only thing I knew about you before yesterday was that you were fifteen, your name was Sora, and you were an orphan."

"…Well the reason I'm here is because my mom died very recently."

"How recently?" he asked.

"A week and a half ago."

The silver haired boy's jaw clenched before answering, "Sora, I had no idea."

"I figured you wouldn't have known," he paused and shuddered when another round of thunder sounded, "and I'm not usually this jumpy when it rains like this."

"May I ask the reason why? Or is it too personal?" he asked politely, concern the only thing on his face at the moment.

"No, I'll tell you. When my mom died, it was raining just about like it is now. She got into a bad…accident…and it was because she was trying to get home as fast as she could…for me." He started to choke on his words a little, but clenched his jaw to keep his tears at bay, "And it took a while of talking to Kairi for me to figure out why I was getting this scared when it rained. And that's the conclusion we came to."

Riku didn't say anything when Sora finished. He just stared at the boy.

"Riku? You okay?" he took his index finger and poked the other's forehead.

"I'm fine. I should really be asking you that question. If I'd have known about this, I would've never made fun or teased you. You must hate me," he shifted so he was lying completely on his back.

"Nah, I need normalcy, if we can even be counted as normal," he chuckled, "You treated me as though nothing had happened and it made me feel like myself again. I should be thanking you," Sora stared at Riku longingly, knowing full well the other boy couldn't see him.

Sora shot his gaze in a different direction when Riku turned his head to face him, "Well we're even in the 'thanking' and 'welcoming' department. And the storm's dying down, so let's get some sleep, m'kay?" he gave the brunette a lopsided smile.

"Sounds good to me. Night Riku," he smiled as he went to close his eyes.

"You, too."

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Alright! :D We're already on chapter 5 people!!! WOO! YEAH! GWOOO! XD And if my calculations are correct, we'll probably be together for this story for at least 6 more chapters! Don't you just love me!? We're like family now. l3 So now we have to yell at each other and share bathrooms! :D

ANYWAY. I have just finished an outline for my next story. :3 So expect a chapter of that one soon. And it's SoRoku. And yes, I know I have problems. X3 But they're just too cute! D: And together makes them a blinding cloud of cuteness!! XD