A/N: What a coincidence that my younger older brother (yeah, figure that one out) came into my room at 8:30 this morning and jumped on me. I finally got to sleep at 3:30am. My brother's not tiny.
Good Morning, Sunshine!
It was 4am.
Sora was still at the "grocery store." Riku had been calling and even went up to his apartment just in case he had missed his return.
5:17am.
Riku refilled his fourth cup of coffee. He wasn't going to sleep until he knew Sora was home.
5:52am.
Sora stumbled past the window. Riku slowly approached the window so he wouldn't be noticed. As Sora ascended the stairs to his floor, he limped and rubbed his back. Riku sighed.
"You should know it's bad to lie to me."
He then went to his bedroom and fell asleep almost as soon as he fell to the mattress, despite the coffee.
8:27am.
Riku, with large cup of coffee in hand, fumbled with his keys and found the one to Sora's apartment. He let himself in, took a big gulp of coffee and set the cup in the kitchen. He made his way through the mess and found what looked like Sora's bedroom. There was a blanket tossed over a bed that was pushed into the far corner of the room. A small form, what Riku assumed to be Sora, was under the blanket. Riku grinned and walked over to the bed and leaned in close to the form.
"Sora," he whispered.
The blanket moved.
"Soooora," he said a little louder.
Brown hair began to emerge from beneath the blanket. Riku pulled the covers from the boy's face. Sora squinted and glared at the sudden light. He yanked the covers back over his head.
"Fine then," Riku stepped onto the edge of the bed, grabbed the bottom of the blanket and pulled, revealing Sora in only his boxers.
"Riku, what the hell are you—no don't!"
Riku grinned and jumped, landing on top of the smaller boy. They both fell off of the bed, Sora cursed and Riku laughed.
"Good morning, Sunshine," Riku said through bursts of laughter.
"Why? I'm tired. It's Saturday. It's early. Why?"
"It's not early. Why are you tired? Did you get home late?"
"Uh…y-yeah,"
"Oooh…what or…who kept you last night?"
"No one!"
"You're not one to go clubbing by yourself, especially into the wee hours of the morning, so what were you doing?"
"Um…"
"Oh don't tell me you were selling yourself on the street corner."
Sora's eyes widened. "How did…"
Riku looked at him, confused. "Were you?"
He looked away.
"Sora, look at me," Riku held his chin in his palm, forcing the boy to look at him, "where were you last night?"
Sora's eyes began to glisten with unshed tears. "Downtown," he whispered.
"What were you doing downtown?"
Sora pushed Riku's hand away and wiped his eyes. He climbed onto the bed and pulled the blankets to his shoulders. Riku followed him and sat down beside him.
"Sora." When he didn't respond, Riku put his head on the pillow beside Sora's. He wiped away a tear that had leaked out.
'I can't believe he would lie to me. He's kept secrets from me before but nothing like this.'
"Sora, what were you doing?"
He sniffed and wiped his eyes again. "Exactly like you said. I was selling myself on the street corner." He tears began to flow freely. Riku pulled him close and held him. Sora cried into his chest.
'I wish I could hold him like this more often. Minus the tears, of course…wait a sec…'
Sora's sobs began to lessen. Riku stroked his hair. "Why didn't you come to me if you needed help? Did you at least go to your parents? You know they would have helped you."
"My parents don't have money like yours do."
"Right…I'm sorry, but you should have come to me. I would have helped you."
Sora buried his face in Riku's chest. Riku could feel tears on his shirt again.
"No more. Since you're having trouble paying your bills you're getting a second job. I think Chick-fil-A is hiring."
Sora let out a small laugh. "'kay."
Riku ruffled his hair and sat up. "I'll go with you tomorrow to fill out an application."
"'kay."
Riku began to walk out but was lovingly attacked from behind. Both boys fell to the floor.
"What was that for?"
"Thank you?"
Riku smiled. "Someone's got to pull your ass out of the darkness and we both know that neither Axel nor Roxas would do it."
"Speaking of Axel and Roxas, could you promise not to tell them about this?"
"Only if you promise not to ever resort to prostitution to solve your problems again."
"I promise."
"I promise, too."
"I will be here bright and early tomorrow morning to take you to Chick-fil-A."
"Alright."
"Later."
"See
ya."
Sora rolled off of Riku and stood up. He helped the other boy up and stared at him.
"What?"
"You were the kind of person I would give a discount to."
Riku laughed and pushed Sora jokingly.
"Is it because I'd leave a tip?"
"More or less."—'Or because I know what you're hiding beneath that shirt.'
"Go back to bed."
"'kay. Good night."
"Good night."
Riku left the room, grabbed his coffee and returned to his own apartment.
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A/N: Yay! Sora's a whore! I love making him a whore. I don't know why.