I finished typing this and like the next three chapters, but then I foogot to post them... so I'm sorry and i hope you like this:)

Chapter 3

'Argh! I can't believe they would do that! Looking after me like I can't take care of myself, I mean really! I can take care of myself perfectly fine. Before they came along I was perfectly capable of being alone! Who do they think they are?! My parents! As if…' Riku thought as he his pace to a walk. "They must have realized something though, they didn't follow me. I guess last time taught them that they would be seriously hurt if they tried to follow me.'

As Riku walked, he continued his internal rant. He kept going on about how unfair they were, melodramatic much? He almost walked into a lamppost, which he would have seriously ran face first into if it wasn't for some random stranger who just happened to pull him out of the way just in time, he knocked over tree pots at some flower shop, the shop keeper was utterly pissed and was yelling something at him but he didn't really care, even though the man's yelling was causing people to stare, he just didn't care. Their words were falling on deaf ears.

Then, he was brought crashing, literally, back to the land of the conscious. He had walked straight into somebody.

Riku fell backwards, usually this kind of thing wouldn't have knocked him over but he didn't care. Lately he didn't care about anything. He just lay there on his back staring up at the sky, a stormy grey that said only one thing, rain. He had no intention on moving; well he didn't until he realized that this person was talking to him. 'Oh shit, is he still here? God, why can't he be like a normal person and just leave me here without trying to talk? Who's he talking to? Me? I should listen, this might be important. Might'

"Man are you alright? I should have been watching were I was going. I'm so sorry… Dude seriously, are you alright?" the man asked again after no response came from the silver haired man on the ground.

"Yeah, I'm alright," Riku replied as he sat up and tucked some of his shoulder length hair behind one of his ears. He looked up at the man who so obviously knocked him down. "You're Axels' friend aren't you?" Riku asked as he eyen the brunet spikes that would stick out anywhere.

"Well I wouldn't exactly call it a friendship…" the blue-eyed boy stated. "-but I guess it could be called that." As he looked closer he realized he had seen this man before.

"And you are?" Riku asked airily trying to remember where exactly he was and how he was going to get back to his bike.

"I'm Sora. And you are?"

"Riku. So you're Axels…" Riku left the sentence open, wondering if this was Axel's mysterious boyfriend, but on some level hoping it wasn't.

"Well… Nothing really. He's dating my best friend, but I don't really know him."

"Oh, you don't seem like the type of person that he would normally hang out with," Riku responded as he gracefully climbed to his feet.

"Oh? And why is that?" Sora asked, not knowing if he should take that as an insult or a compliment.

"Because," Riku laughed, seeing the confusion written clearly on Sora's face. "I just mean that you seem to be an innocent and good person."

"Oh," Sora said, touched that a stranger thought so highly of him, or at least seemed to. "But you're Axel's friend aren't you?"

"Yeah, and there in lies the problems with my personality," Riku replied gravely, Sora laughed. Riku was delighted that someone got his jokes, that is, until he looked over Sora's shoulder. "Who's that?" he asked pointing at the rapidly approaching person.

"Who are you-?" Sora started as he turned around to look where Riku was pointing. All he saw was an angry looking red-headed girl. 'Uh-oh.' That girl was his friend. And that girl was glaring daggers at Riku.

"Is he bothering you?" the girl asked Sora still glaring at Riku. Riku decided he wasn't going to stoop to her level.

"No Kairi we were just-"

"Who the fuck are you?!" Riku spat, not caring that he was slowly sinking to her level. He was one glare and a few more words away from that level. He didn't care at the moment. Who the hell did she think she was? They were just talking! It wasn't any of her business.

"Don't you talk to me that way! Come on Sora, e don't need to hang out with people like him, we have better people to talk to," the girl called Kairi started to walk away, obviously expecting Sora to follow.

"Who the hell made her your keeper?" Riku asked, hatred for the girl apparent.

"I'm so sorry," Sora said as he pulled out a piece of paper and a pen and started to write. "Here take this-" he said as he put the paper in Riku's hand.

"Sora! I said we're leaving!" Kairi said dangerously as she turned around and grabbed Sora's arm.

"-and call me sometime, I'll explain. Maybe we can hang out sometime." He whispered so that Kairi wouldn't hear. 'Bye' he mouthed.

Riku barley remembered to nod so that Sora knew he understood him, but somehow he did. Also, to his surprise, he managed a small wave.

Sora smiled and let himself be dragged away.

Riku stood there, shocked. He had just run into someone, talked to them for a little bit, and then watched them get dragged away by a psychotic red-head. Now he stood there alone, with this stranger's phone number in his hand. Slowly, ever so slowly, he came back to reality. He slowly realized that this stranger, Sora, would expect a call from him sooner or later. He took his phone out of his pocket and programmed Sora's number, knowing that he would lose it otherwise. He then put both the phone and the slip of paper into his pocket. He looked around, trying to figure out where he was. He figured that his best bet was to head back to his bike. Maybe he could talk Demyx into trading him his car for his bike for the day. He didn't feel like being confronted just yet.

'Where the hell have I seen that girl before?'

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"What's wrong with you Kairi?" Soar yelled, as he angrily pulled away from his friend.

"What do you mean? I just saved you from having to talk to that homo!" she yelled, just as angry at him for not understanding the justification behind her actions.

"What is your problem with homosexuals? Your own brother is gay for heavens sake!" When he said this and looked at his friends face he immediately knew that he had struck a chord, but at this point he didn't care. I don't think anyone cares in this story.

Kairi's rage turned into a cool fury. Anyone who didn't know her would say she looked fine, happy even since she was smiling. But if looks could kill, Sora would have been dead on his feet yesterday. "I don't want to hear you mention that man to me ever again."

"I don't understand you," Sora said. He remembered when they were little kids; Kairi had always looked up to her older brother. Everyone always loved him, he was so dreadfully bubbly and cheerful it was hard not to love him. But about two and a half years ago, he just moved out, even though Sora was pretty he didn't live more then a half an hour away. He wondered if anyone else remembered him. If they could see him in the street and not even recognize him. No one ever talked about him anymore.

"He disgraced our family. My mother and I are ashamed of him."

"Well you know what? All I can see are your grudges and your homophobic prejudices." Sora remembered her brothers' name; he had looked up to him. He decided he might as well rub it in her face that even though her family didn't talk about him didn't mean that no one remembered him. "I'm sure Demyx wouldn't hold a grudge like this if the situation was reversed." After he said this he walked away, leaving a shocked Kairi behind him.

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"Zexy! Get your lazy ass out of bed!" he yelled as he stood up and started jumping on said bed.

"Leave me the fuck alone," Zexion said as he pulled the blankets over his head.

"No, you have to get up now!"

"Why? It's fucking Friday!"

"Because I said so bitch," he said as he sat on the man that was still trying to go back to sleep. "We were invited over by my parents, yeah the ones I don't talk to, and we're going to go, even if it kills you."

"Sweetheart I think the expression is 'even if it kills me'," Zexion replied in a sugarcoated voice.

"No it's not."

"And why is that?"

"Because I am an extremely selfish person so, instead of wishing death on myself, I wish it on the next best thing, you."

"That, my dear, is very conceited, even for you. I think I deserve to stay here because of that comment," Zexion said the second part quietly, hoping that Demyx would agree without realizing it.

"You know you love it," Demyx replied cheerfully. "But stop trying to change the subject! And no, you're still going, even if I have to drag you there!"

At this statement, Zexion peeked his head out from the safety the blankets provided, "But I don't wanna meet your parents… again! If you think about it, it didn't work out very well the first time I met them. And what if your psychotic little sister tries to kill me… again?!"

"What makes you think that time will repeat itself?"

"This is your family we're talking about."

"Well that doesn't matter! She won't try to kill you this time, it's been almost two and a half years since we've seen her or even talked to her, maybe she's let it go."

"I highly doubt that hell has frozen over," Zexion replied, absolutely no sarcasm in his voice.

"Don't be such a pessimist. Well at the very least my dad has gotten over it since he's the one that sent the letter."

"I know that this might seem strange, but, oddly enough, your dad isn't the one I'm afraid of. It's your mother and your sister that scare the hell outta me."

"And your point is?"

"I don't wanna go!" Zexion yelled as he crawled back under his safe, non-psychotic blanket.

"I don't care! You're still going! Now get your lazy ass out of bed and get in the shower!"

"Make me," Zexion growled, hoping that this would finally make the annoying blonde leave him alone. "Or better yet, go bleach your hair."

"What? Why?" Demyx cried, clutching his hair. "Is it growing out already?"

"I don't know."

"And you say I'm immature," Demyx scoffed as he let go of his hair. "Pssh. Whatever, you're still getting out of that damn bed though." He said as he ripped the blankets off of Zexion and pushed him off of the bed and onto the floor.

"Demyx I'm going to kill you! I said that I didn't want to go!"

"Yeah I know, but look at the bright side!"

"What bright side?" Zexion asked as he made his way to the window to shut out the intruding sunlight.

"The bright side is that we don't even have to stay at my parents' house! We can stay at Riku's instead!" Demyx said hoping that this news would brighten up his boyfriend's sour mood.

"Who's Riku?"

Demyx sighed. "He's my best friend. Do you remember him? Silver hair, aqua-green eyes?"

"Oh yeah, I remember him. When did you talk to him?"

"When he borrowed, or traded, my car for his bike earlier. You were still sleeping."

"Oh that's whose bike that is. That was gonna be my next question. Am I allowed to ride it?" he asked, eyeing the bike through the bedroom window.

"No."

"Why not?"

"No one rides his bike without permission."

"Okay, so I'll ask him."

"He doesn't give people permission."

"Argh!" Zexion yelled in frustration, deciding that he'd question Riku about the bike instead of Demyx.

"Go get in the shower," Demyx said as he got off the bed and pushed Zexion towards the bathroom door.

"Argh!" Zexion yelled again as he stomped his way to the bathroom. "I hate you Demyx!"

"I love you too, babe!" Demyx replied, happy that he won this battle but knowing that this war was far from over and the chances of him winning were slim.

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"That's the last time I go to a movie with you!" Roxas snapped as he walked away from his green-eyed boyfriend.

"Ah. You know you enjoyed every minute of it," Axel stated mischievously.

"I missed half of the fucking movie because of you!"

"Yeah but it probably wasn't that good anyway," he replied nonchalant.

"What would give you that idea?"

"Well obviously, if the movie was as good as every one keeps saying it is then the people behind us would have been watching the movie instead of us."

Roxas' jaw dropped. "Are you kidding me? People were watching us?"

"Yeah, I guess we're pretty entertaining."

"I can't believe you!"

"I know I am pretty unbelievable," Axel replied cockily.

"Shut up. I've been waiting to see that movie for weeks! It's supposed to be the best movie of the year!" Roxas practically yelled, causing several passer-by's to stop and stare.

"Yeah well…" Axel yawned. "As much as I love to listen to you complain… It's getting late and I'm hungry. Let's go get something to eat, then head back to my place."

"Yes to food, no to your place," Roxas replied grumpily. "What are we gonna eat?"

Axel thought about this for a minute. If they went out somewhere, he'd be able to spend more time with Roxas, but then he'd have about as much of a chance as an ice cube does in hell to get Roxas back to his place. But if he cooked something they'd have to go home and then the little blonde wouldn't leave because he'd already be there and it would be rude to just leave… That was a good plan. "Well," Axel started. "I kinda wanted to go home and cook something for-"

"No!" Roxas cried out. "Last time you tried to cook for us you set the kitchen on fire! No offense, but you can't cook."

"Well that's not very nice. I'm sure I could cook something," Axel said in his defense, he wasn't about to let his plan be ruined.

"No, you can't even cook soup. How hard is it to heat up soup in a pot? Who the fuck burns soup Axel?"

"Me apparently… And since you don't like my cooking, maybe we could order in."

"Okay!" Roxas replied gleefully as he practically bounced to Axel's car. He was just about to open the door when he stopped. 'Wait a minute….'

"What's wrong babe?" Axel asked from the drivers' side of the car.

"Is this all some sort of secret plan that you thought of to get me to go back to your place?"

"Hmm… That depends," Axel said, fighting the smirk off of his face. "Did it work?"

"Well kinda," Roxas admitted sheepishly. "I kinda already said I would come over, but that doesn't mean I can't change my mind now that I see through your plans," he said as he turned around and started to walk away from the car.

"Oh don't be like that," Axel said as he ran around the car and grabbed Roxas' hand. "You know I didn't mean it like that. I was only joking. Look all I want is for you to come over. After we eat if you really don't wanna stay, I'll… take you home," he sighed, hating the idea of the blonde wanting to leave and actually being able to.

"Really?" Roxas asked, not entirely believing the red-head, since he was usually a very selfish person.

"Really," Axel replied.

"See now was it really that hard to give me the option to stay?"

"More then you'll ever know," Axel muttered. Roxas laughed. Axel took this moment to close the small gap between them and pressed his lips to the small blondes. The kiss was brief, since they were in public, but that didn't mean that some people weren't staring.

"Well we should get going, I'm hungry," Roxas said as he broke the embrace and ran back to the car.

"Alright," Axel replied calmly, even though he was ecstatic inside.

"Well hurry up and unlock the doors! I'm cold!"

"Yes, honey," Axel said sweetly as he unlocked the doors and climbed inside. Axel pulled out of the parking lot of the movie theatres and almost hit a car, luckily Roxas didn't notice.

They never noticed the very shocked and angry person that was watching then the whole time.

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