Annnnnd I'm back! Sorry it took so long, I have been editing like crazy! And I didn't have my computer for about a week because I went to see my family for Thansgiving. But the wait is over! Here is part two!

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Clash of the Titans pt. 2

Enter Sora:

"Riku! What are you doing here? It's past our bedtimes!" A five year old Sora exclaimed, pointing to the digital clock on the mahogany desk next to his bed. It read midnight. Riku had just entered his room via his open window, and he knew that if his mother was to find out that they were up past eight, again, they would be grounded for life.

A six year old Riku simply scoffed and covered Sora's mouth with his hand. "Then we should probably be quiet." Riku whispered.

Sora smiled excitedly and nodded. "Okay!" He whispered back.

Riku pulled his hand away and instead placed it on top of Sora's, which was resting delicately on his knee. Sora's cheeks lightly flushed pink, but Riku either didn't notice it or was more focused onto the reason he came in the first place.

It appeared to be the latter.

"So, Kiwi, the reason I came was because I just happened to overhear my mother talking to some strange lady about 'planning to move in' or something." Riku announced in a hushed tone. Sora blinked. And then he blinked again.

"You're saying that there's gonna be an inauguration?" He asked innocently. Riku stared at him for a long moment and shook his head slowly.

"Noooo, Kiwi, I'm saying that means there's gonna be a new kid. An inauguration is when a president moves into office and stuff."

Sora's ears perked up at the thought of a new friend. He loved meeting new people, and if the amount of friends he did in fact have wasn't an indicator, people loved him too. Riku however, had a different expression on his face, although it was quite similar to the eager one that Sora wore.

"I know what you're thinking. Fresh meat. But we'll have to be sly about it. I think I heard that his name is Roxas or something. It's actually a pretty cute name if you think about it…" As Riku went on about the obscure details of the new kid, Sora couldn't help but feel an impending doom.

Riku only prattled on about things he was faithfully interested in, and it seemed that this new Roxas kid was one of them. A small but sure pout began to form its way on Sora's face, and he slowly began to move his hand out from under Riku's.

Of course, Riku, being the long time best friend, noticed this immediately.

"Kiwi! What's the matter?" Riku cried, looking a little exasperated. Sora was the cheeriest thing he'd ever encountered, but oddly and frequently Sora would get randomly upset about something. It was strangely frustrating.

"You keep going on and on about the new kid and his big inauguration…" Sora trailed off, embarrassed by his envious thoughts. It was just...Riku had a major short in his attention span, but being his best friend, Sora was entitled to most of it. He never took it well when Riku's attention was being taken by someone else.

"Aw, Kiwi, are you jealous?" Riku teased cockily. He tapped Sora under the chin.

Sora blushed. "Am not!" But even as he said it, he was looking down at his lap. Riku's eyes softened and he gently took Sora into his arms, petting his wild spikes down to comfort him.

"Look Kiwi. We may be little kids and everything, but…believe me when I tell you that…well, you're my best friend. No matter who enters my life, we'll always be together." Riku whispered. Sora sniffed and snuggled closer into the embrace.

"Promise?"

"Promise."

Room 666

My eyes fluttered slightly as the last few remnants of my dream entered my mind. A light shined through the open window of my hospital room as the calm quiet allowed me to think about what my subconscious was trying to tell me.

It was another dream about Riku. Just like every other dream I'd had. Except…this time it was a memory. It had actually happened. And it was so vivid that I had felt almost as if I were there.

Again.

I sat up and took note of my surroundings. I was sitting in a hospital bed, clothed in those ugly half buttoned shirt things with an IV stuck to my arm. I groaned. Crap. I was stuck in an IV for fainting….who does that?!

It would be me, I figured with a sigh, who ends up in a hospital for forgetting to breathe. What was my mother going to say when she figured out that I was having wheezing fits again?

"Felicia, would you please calm down? Sora's going to need some peace and quiet!"

"The only thing Sora's going to need is an inhaler and a firm kick to that chiseled little hinny of his! That receptionist had the nerve to tell me that I needed to cut my son a little slack. Of course I am, but I don't need her to tell me that!"

"Please, sweetheart, Sora might be sleeping! He needs rest!"

"-And what kind of room number is 666?! That's the number of Hades' himself! Do they want evil spirits haunting their sick and needy? Those ghosts better not touch my baby, or else-"

"Oh, look, we're almost there."

I could hear my mother and father's bickering from where they were down the hall. I groaned and slid back beneath the covers. This was not going to be a happy reunion, I could feel it.

Suddenly the door burst open, causing me to fall completely out of bed and onto the ground face first. I scowled. Fabulous, Klutz.

Mom frowned at me, looking appalled.

"Sora Kaci Hikaru! What, on Heaven's Earth, are you doing on that hospital floor?! All sorts of bacteria could be on there! You know, people do bleed on that ground, and the amoebas from the-"

Dad rolled his eyes. "The janitors clean the floors, Felicia."

Mom scowled at him, mirroring my current expression, and let out a puff of air. "Thanks for that, Nick. It's really nice being corrected like that."

I sighed, and gazed up at them. Neither of them looked all that concerned that their son was in the hospital. Correction-the hospital floor.

Mom, or Felicia Beth Hikaru, was dressed in a long tan trench coat that covered up her tight v-necked, knee length ruby dress with a pair of red high heeled stilettos. Her hair was in the same style it always was: unmanageable, ridiculously springy, sparkling blond curls. Her blue eyes, exactly the same electric azure color as mine, twinkled mischievously. She must have been on her way home from work as a morning talk show host and on her way to the most important part of it- a fancy restaurant food critic.

Dad, or Sunny Nicholas Leonhart (You see why we took Mom's last name), on the other hand, was dressed in a pair of paint splattered jeans and a huge, oversized white T-Shirt. His hair, sticking straight up in vertical spikes, was a light brown color, and his eyes, a clear crystal gray, were rolled vertically up into the ceiling.

Now you know where I got my dashing good looks from.

"Sora, son, what exactly did you do that caused you to faint?" Dad asked, folding his arms sternly. I rolled my eyes on the inside. Dad said that if I stressed out too much anymore this year, he would ground me. And I guess I can understand where he's coming from. Before the therapy, my hyperventilation had gotten to the point where I almost began to get heart attacks, and not just any heart attacks, but the high risk ones. Dad freaks out at the thought of it, so….

Groundage. Of the ultimate measure.

I coughed slightly and tilted my head into my hand, propping up in what I hoped was a casual pose. "Why, what ever do you mean?" I asked innocently.

Dad narrowed his eyes at me and gave me a disbelieving look.

"Sora-" He began until the doors burst open again. The smell of rain water and papou fruit entered the air, followed by the smell of juniper and daisies, and a smell similar to the one my dad smells like, which is musk and Old Spice.

I peered upwards. Riku, in all his brilliance, stood confidently before me, gazing down at me with an odd look on his face. All I could do was try to breathe and hope that my heart didn't give out on me.

Behind him stood Cloud, and a guy I had never seen before, both staring at me with their eyebrows raised.

"Sora," Cloud began in his soft, emotional voice. "Why are you on the hospital floor? Isn't it, I don't know, unsanitary?"

Mom threw her hands in the air. "At least someone agrees with me!"

"The janitors clean the floors." My dad and the stranger both deadpanned at the same time. Dad looked over at the guy with a stiff look on his face.

"Squall." He allowed, his eyes twitching. That's when I noticed it. The brown coloring. The clear grey eyes. A scar going down the face, although Dad's was from his cheek to down his neck, and the stranger's ran from his left eye down to the opposite side of his face. It was so obvious now.

This stranger was somehow related to Dad.

"Sunny." The guy replied back. Riku, Cloud and Mom were all watching their stiff exchange with interest. I took this chance to finally get up off the floor and back into bed. My head was killing me. I snuggled deep into the covers, ready to succumb to sweet sleep.

Just as my eyes closed, the covers went flying into the air, and suddenly Riku's face was mere inches away from mine. His green eyes were flashing- he was not happy.

"Kiwi…what happened to 'being cured'?" Riku asked slowly. I winced. His voice was vicious and it cut through the air. What was he so upset about? My hyperventilation came out of remission, so what?

"Well...things change." I replied testily, a hidden connotation in my voice. Now it was Riku's turn to wince. Those were the exact same words that were sent to me in that faithful text message from him.

Riku let out a short breath before chewing on his thumbnail. Hmm…that was his nervous habit. But why would he be nervous around me?

"Look…" Riku paused, before blurting, "Can we talk?"

I glared at him. I didn't want to talk to him. I'd been avoiding him all day…didn't that give him a hint to what I was feeling right now?

But Riku didn't back down. He was gazing at me intently, willing me to say yes with those now aquamarine eyes of his. I turned my face away. No. I wouldn't do it. I refused.

"Come on Kiwi…what have you got to lose?" He pointed out softly.

Um, how about my will to breathe?

But he was right. He'd already taken so much away from me, what more could he claim? I literally had nothing to lose, except my sanity, and Kairi had been telling me since the day we first met that that was already gone.

And what good was it to avoid him the rest of my life? Riku, in some ways, was like Axel. He loved challenges, and most importantly, he loved the art of persuasion. Both would do anything to get someone to agree with them. It was better to throw in the towel now then have to suffer later, and much, much worse.

"Fine." I muttered dejectedly. "But not here, not while everyone can hear us."

Riku and I looked up at the adults in the room. Cloud was talking quietly to Mom, but the stranger and Dad seemed to be arguing telepathically. Neither was saying a word, but their eyes and their expressions seemed to be communicating with each other. It was amazing to watch.

Finally, Dad seemed to feel Riku and me staring at them, and he turned to us with unreadable look on his face. The stranger's expression mirrored it.

"Oh…Riku…sorry, I didn't quite see you there. How are you doing, buddy? Still throwing the old pigskin around?" Dad finally said, the expression clearing away with a goofy smile quite similar to my own. Riku chuckled.

"No, Mr. H, I'm done with that. But I'm doing alright. Um…" Riku stopped as he looked from the stranger to Dad. "You know Leon, right?"

Dad gazed at us wearily. "Yes, I think I know…Leon." When he said 'Leon', he scrunched up his face, like the name put a bad taste into his mouth.

Cloud suddenly seemed interested. "Really? How do you know Leon, Nick?"

Dad was silent for a moment. He seemed to be contemplated what he should say. His eyes locked onto mine for a second, and I could have sworn he was trying to tell me something in that look. Unfortunately, unlike the stranger, I couldn't understand telepathy.

"Sora, did you say hello to Cloud?" Dad changed the subject after a moment's silence. "Smooth…" Riku whispered under his breath.

And then, because I really hadn't until this moment, I noticed Cloud. I hadn't seen Cloud since those three years ago, and I hadn't realized how much I missed my godfather.

"Cloud!" I exclaimed, running to him and throwing my arms around his waist. Cloud seemed shocked, at the very least, but then he just laughed that rare laugh that only Riku and I seemed to get out of him, and hugged me back.

"Good to see you too, Sora, but that doesn't change the fact that your father changed the subject." Cloud announced. Dad was silent, and as the seconds ticked by, Cloud began to become more and more impatient, but he didn't let me go.

"God dammit, Sunny, tell me what's going on!" Cloud shouted into the quiet room. Riku and I both jumped, but we both tried to play it off as if we weren't fazed by the tension. But Mom wasn't fooled.

"Alright, all adults outside. Now." She announced. Riku and I both groaned good-naturedly as the adults all filed out of the room. Truth be told, I was kind of glad. There were just some things that, as a teenager, I shouldn't know yet. As soon as the last person was gone and the door was closed, Riku pounced.

He pushed me back onto the bed so I was on my back and straddled me, pinning my arms above my head so I couldn't escape. Against my will, a blush spread across my cheeks. I resisted the urge to squeeze my eyes shut in embarrassment.

"R-Riku…" I stammered like an idiot instead. Riku smirked and ran his eyes up and down my body.

"Just like old times, huh?" He laughed. My cheeks flared suddenly with anger and my eyes began to water. I was infuriated. How dare he say that to me?

Sora, now ten, closed his eyes against the light breeze. He was lying in the sand fairly close to the water, letting it graze his toes. Evening was right on the horizon and Sora came down there every day just to watch the sunset.

Not today though. Today he just felt like screaming. He just found out that Riku and Roxas, his two best friends, had been secretly dating behind his back- for six months. At the very least, he was hurt that they hadn't told him. But now that he thought about it, he realized that the thing that probably hurt the most was the feeling of being left behind.

"Hey." A soft voice laughed hesitantly from behind him. "You ran away so suddenly- I was worried."

Sora scowled but opened his eyes and narrowed them. The voice belonged to none other than Riku, the traitor himself. He didn't want to talk to Riku. Not anymore.

"Go away. Don't you have a Roxas to be with?" Sora snapped, sitting up. Riku sighed gently and stepped away from him. Sora's heart clenched painfully but he was glad Riku was giving him some time alone. He needed to think.

The next thing he knew, he was flat on his back under Riku with his arms pinned above his head and his face just inches from Riku's.

"Riku!" Sora exclaimed, his blue eyes widening. Riku's eyes in turn narrowed.

"You are not allowed to not forgive me. You're too damn important to me, Sora!"

"Oh, but I wasn't important enough for you to tell me you had feelings for Roxas!" Sora shouted back, ignoring the sudden dryness of his throat. He tried to concentrate on his breathing but Riku was far too close.

"I didn't want to upset you! Look…you've been there for me my whole life. I need you. I need you now more than anything. Please Sora. I'm not asking you to stop being angry. I just want you to be my best friend." Riku pleaded. He crinkled his nose, confused, at Sora's sudden wince but otherwise ignored it. He could see he was wearing Sora down.

"You're special to me, Kiwi. You have a spot in my heart that no one can replace, not even Roxas. No matter who comes into my life…you will always be number one." Riku whispered. He placed a tender, affectionate kiss on Sora's cheek and watched the blush that followed it. Riku was far used to Sora's blushes. He figured it was simply because the younger boy was so freaking innocent.

Sora looked away. "I-I…ugh. FINE! Fine…" He turned back to Riku with a sheepish smile. "I forgive you."

Riku released Sora from his grasp and they both embraced.

Still…the past was the past. That moment was nothing like the one happening now.

"You FUCKING JERK!" I screamed, trashing around to get out of his grasp. Riku looked confused and a little shocked.

"Kiwi-" He started but I silenced him by biting his lip as hard as I could. I could see him trying to play it off as if it didn't hurt, but by the way his eyes were welling up I could tell it caused some pain. Needless to say I got my point across.

"You listen and you listen good! I gave you the best years of my life, and you destroyed it in one night! Not to mention the other thing I gave to you that night too. And what happens? You chicken out and leave for three years! You said we were in it together, and you leave me to repair all your fucking damage." I think I was crying, but I couldn't be sure. By Riku's distressed face, I'm sure I was. But I wasn't finished.

"I don't know why you came back," I sighed in a frustrated manner, "but frankly, I don't care." Lie. "If you came to get some kind of forgiveness, you came in vain." Another lie, deep down I'd already forgiven him. "If you want my friendship again, you'll have to earn it."

I froze. Riku loved challenges, and my last comment was just begging him to fight for it. Damn it….I should have stopped while I was ahead.

"Alright, Sora…I understand. If I were you, I would feel the exact same way. But…" Riku paused and grinned slyly at me in a way that made my knees turn to jelly. Honestly, if I wasn't lying down I literally would have fallen to the floor.

"…I will earn your friendship again." Riku got off of me and stood, stretching his muscular arms into the ceiling. Then his eyes sharpened and focused onto mine. "And more."

My mouth dropped open but he was gone before I could sputter out anything else.

Curses.

I must have fallen asleep a little after Riku left, because when I woke up I realized I was alone. Instead there was a note, post-it to be exact, stuck on my forehead. With a sigh, I snatched it off and scanned it. It read:

Sora, honey, this is your dad. Just saying we went to get some food for you. I'm sure you don't want that nasty, artificial junk. Or, maybe you do. But that's besides the point, because the point is, we're getting you some real food. Burger King. We'll meet you back at the house to take you to lung therapy.

We love you!

P.S. Have it your way.

I rolled my eyes. Dad was so lame. But that didn't matter. All that mattered at the moment was that I absolutely, positively hated lung therapy. It was basically regular therapy, only around the end the session the lady made me take off my shirt and examined my lung and respiration rates.

Speaking of which, where was the doctor? I hadn't learned why I was even here yet, and seeing how my parents, Cloud, Leon and Riku already left, I had no one to ask. I pouted. This sucked.

Suddenly the door opened, and a beautiful woman walked in. She wore the standard nurses' uniform, including the white hat with a red cross on it, and white flats. Her mid-length jet black hair was pulled back into a messy bun, and her dark eyes were shining. To put it simply, she was beautiful.

"Hello, Sora! I'm Tifa, and I'll be your nurse and dispatcher today. I just thought you would like to know what you're in here for, seeing how your dad, as scatter-brained as he is, didn't tell you after I told him. But that's Sunny for you." Tifa laughed.

I blinked. Then I blinked again. She knew my dad? Who else did my dad know?

"Uh…how do you know my dad?" I asked curiously, scratching the back of my head. Tifa paused for a second, and then scrunched up her face as if she were upset.

"You mean he hasn't mentioned me at all? And here I thought I meant something to him! But he hasn't even told his own son about me!" Tifa exclaimed, throwing down the clipboard. "Fuck him!"

I coughed slightly. When could I get out of here? I changed my mind, I really didn't want to know how she knew dad. I just wanted to be back in my own clothes with my own people. Tifa sighed heavily and rubbed her temples.

"Sorry about that, Sora. I have a bit of a temper sometimes, but I wasn't necessarily blaming you. I like you. It's your father however…! Well, anyway I am obligated to tell you that you had a stress attack that evolved to the early stages of a heart attack, and we wanted to run some tests on you before you were released. You need to come back Friday after school to get the results."

I smiled for what seemed like the first time in days. I was free!

"Here are you clothes. I'll leave you to change, and then you can just go." Tifa paused in the doorway and smiled at me, "We will meet again, Sora."

My eyes shifted from the wall next to me to her and my eyebrows raised a little bit. "Uh…okay?"

Tifa gave me a thumbs up sign and left me to change in peace. I sighed; the day still wasn't over yet.

Not too long after Sora discovered that Roxas and Riku were dating, he was invited to Roxas' birthday party. He was turning ten, the same age as Sora. He'd heard that almost everyone on the island wanted to attend the party, but only a selected few were given invitations. Sora was happy as anything that he got one.

Everyone liked Roxas, including Sora. He was just so silly all the time, it was hard not to. In some ways, Sora was reminded of himself in Roxas, only Sora liked to think that he had the ability to follow his heart whereas Roxas was more of a thinker. Besides, Roxas was mad smart. He, on the other hand, was mad…lazy.

Riku went over to Roxas' house early to help him decorate, so it was up to Sora to get the gifts. Riku had already told Sora what he was going to give Roxas, a yin-yang necklace on a pretty silver chain, and after giving Sora the money, asked him to pick it up.

Sora didn't have a damn clue what he was getting his playful second best friend.

After going into the jeweler's and buying Riku's gift, (forty-five dollars! Where the hell did he get that from, his allowance?!) he wandered aimlessly through the shops on the boardwalk, thinking.

Sora wasn't going to deny it anymore: he was in love with Riku. It wasn't even a crush, either; it was hard, depressing, horrible love. He sighed. He loved Riku so much that he was letting him be with Roxas, seeing how it made him happy. Still…wasn't Riku happy with Sora? Why didn't he love him back? What did Roxas have that he didn't?

He was contemplating giving Roxas something evil for his birthday, like a skunk in a box or something. But now that he thought about it, it really wasn't Roxas' fault. If anything, Sora should be feeling sorry for him, seeing how he was in love with a big jerk. Sure, a lovable, sweet, protecting one, but still a jerk.

Sora's eyes rested on the Kodak store and his heart sped up. He suddenly knew the perfect gift!

An hour later, Sora stood on the doorstep to Roxas' house. He was so excited! He had been to Roxas' house before, but he had never met his parents, so when a bickering couple answered the door, he felt a little uneasy. A colonel stood in front of him in his uniform, standing next to a pretty woman with short blond hair. They both stopped at the sight of him.

Sora shrugged off his surprise and replaced it with a friendly smile. "Hi!"

Immediately the couple turned to each other and smiled. "Sora." They both realized at the same time. Sora laughed.

"How did you know?" He wanted to know, pouting teasingly. The lady laughed.

"Roxas told us that if a bubbly brunet smiled at us and greeted us warmly, his name was Sora and we should call for him immediately." She confessed. The colonel smirked and called out for Roxas.

"Roxas, Sora's here!" He shouted. Almost instantly two pairs of footsteps came racing up the stairs from the basement, and a blond head popped up. "Sora! Sora's here!" He exclaimed. He tackled him in a bear hug and wrapped his legs around Sora's torso. Both of them laughed.

Riku pulled Roxas off of him and replaced him with himself. "Hey Sora! Did you get the goods?" He whispered in his ear. Sora willed himself not to blush in front of Roxas' and his parents.

"Yeah, I got the stuff." He answered. Riku winked at him and the three boys retreated to the basement, where the party was in full swing.

Okay, so I know this chapter might be kind of confusing, so I'm going to clear things up.

A) Sora and Riku knew each other way before they knew Roxas.

B) Riku and Roxas were secretly dating behind Sora's back, until something happened that made Sora find out.

C) Leon and Sora's dad are related somehow.

D) Sora has a weak heart, and had a heart attack once. He used to have stress attacks regularly.

and E) The gift that Sora gave Roxas for his tenth birthday has great significance. Can you guess what it was?

I'm seriously not a big fan of this chapter. I feel like for a part two, I could have done better, you know? But anyway, there will be one more part to this, and then the first part of this story will be complete!

Reviews really do inspire me. Oh, and if anyone has any predictions or questions they want answered, I would love to hear them! I love reviews of all kinds, and they make me feel like I'm not the only one reading this.

-BB