Beautiful Things
Author's Note: SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG. I'm so far behind. D:
Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts. -grumbles-
Warning: Nothing. Maybe if you have your mind in the gutter, you'll take the last part in a very bad way? MAYBE? I DUNNO.
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Birthday
Birthdays are a big affair in Sora's household. Another year older, smarter, taller (or not, in Sora's case), and a celebration of the year ahead of you, plus maybe a million balloons and lots and lots of cake. It's really good cake. And the presents...since Sora and Roxas are twins, the pile of presents is about twice as large.
Riku has gone to Sora and Roxas' birthday party every year since he was ten. Mostly for Sora, of course.
Riku's birthday parties aren't as elaborate as Sora and Roxas's. After that clown incident when he turned twelve (and honestly, what mother in her right mind would get a clown for a twelve year old?), his parties had been small, including a small group of friends, a small cake, and a bon-fire on the beach. It was quiet. It was nice.
Sora went to every single birthday party, too. Except his fourteeth birthday party.
Riku doesn't realize it at first, but later on when he's sitting in his room, still smelling of smoke from the bon-fire and surrounded by presents, he remembers that he was fourteen when he went into the darkness. Surely this wasn't the reason for Sora's absent, though, he told himself. Riku spent the entire time in the shower arguing with himself over it, and didn't relax until he got a phone call later that night from Sora, explaining why he hadn't made it. He was sick. Fever. His mother wouldn't even let him go to the bathroom without making sure he was okay.
That was a long time ago. He's now seventeen and scrolling through his music, headphones in, music blasting. Sora pounces.
"Seven years since we've met!" he says in a sing-song voice, and Riku is too busy trying to stay standing with Sora clinging to his back to respond. Sora continues without a care, "Seven years since we've remembered. How does it feel to be seventeen, Riku?"
He's taken out his headphones and is chirping in Riku's ear and it's starting to hurt, but Riku just says, "It feels like any other day, Sora."
Sora pouts, as if he had excepted a better answer, but quickly smiles. "Well, it's going to be the best birthday ever, because!" He jumps down and pulls Riku to a halt right in front of the doors and says, "I'm going to be there."
"You're always there, Sora," Riku laughs, pushing Sora through the doors.
"Yeah," he agrees. "But nobody says 'Happy Birthday' quite like I do."
And Riku has to agree because it's true.
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Author's Note: :3