Disclaimer: Nope, I still haven't won copyright of Riku yet. They won't even let me have the whole game, either. Damn...
Look, I'm not going to lie to you. This chapter is crap. I wrote it, like 4 weeks ago (sorry for not updating! I was in Sydney!) and now reading back through it, I realised how much it sucks.
Hey can you guys who actually read this, please please please read my other stuff? I don't know if I've mentioned, but I'm trying to win a bet with this guy about me getting reviews and he - obviously - is winning. Thanks!
Oh, and PS - sorry for making Riku a bit of a *^%# in this one. I was just in a bad mood at the time, I guess.
Riku was sitting on his bed, his brows furrowed, and he was thinking. Very hard. About Sora and Selphie and Kairi, and that girl who worked at the pizza restaurant with him. Namine, he thought her name was, but he wasn't completely sure.
His eyes are sapphires, lost, found, priceless, dazzling, wantable… out if reach.
What did Selphie mean when she said Sora was always staring at me?
The ranga has something to do with this…
She has nice hair, I guess… It seems like she likes me. Namine, wasn't it? Dunno.
Ah… Sora… his arm are so, so, delicate. Yes! He's delicate! That's why I won't approach him like that… Does he seriously look at me?
He pulled out his sketch book, and opened it to a page near the middle. He wasn't the type to write someone's name, and then scribble love hearts and - + - 4eva all around it. Instead, he went the classier route.
He drew pictures of him and Sora together. Like, full-on sketches of Sora's hair, outlining Sora's eyes, the dimples Sora got when the laughed…
Riku had the urge to clutch the book to his chest and sigh, like any other love-sick teenager would, but, then again, he liked the classier route, and took to being content just staring at the pages, adding in any details that he might have missed. Like, for instance, how delicate Sora's arms were.
Around an hour later, Riku found himself sprawled over the empty pages of his sketch book, half asleep. His eyelids fluttered as he thought of all the possibilities of what would happen if Riku told Sora how he felt.
Sora would blush and giggle, his eyes flashing in anticipation…
He'd just cut straight to it, shoving Riku up against the locker and kissing the silver haired boy full on the mouth…
He would shrug and walk away, not looking back…
Riku shuttered. Back to Riku tangled in between Sora and the locker…
Um, okay then… Sora looked at the scene in front of him, deeply confused. His eyebrows furrowed, and he felt the back of his knees tingle faintly.
Although he couldn't hear what they were saying, hence the glass of the window he was peering into to, but it was obvious that Kairi was begging Riku to do something, Selphie was nodding enthusiastically, and Riku looked like he was about to punch both girls out.
Sora knelt down, crouching over to the edge of the door, which he leant against, trying to listen into.
"Please, Riku? For Selph!" Kairi was indeed pleading.
"No! I'm not going to-" Yes, Riku was angry.
Selphie interrupted. "No, no, just hear us out! I really like him, and you're the closest to him out of everyone!"
Someone, mostly likely Riku, sighed, and it sounded deep and tired. "Why can't you ask Sora yourself?" Wait – him? Huh? Riku sounded angry now. "He probably won't listen to me."
Someone else sighed, and Sora knew it wasn't Riku. It was high and squeaky, so Sora's estimate was Selphie.
The said girl choked, before saying angrily, "Oh, and you think he'd listen to me? Geez, Riku, you're thick sometimes!" Okay, so maybe Selphie wasn't that happy after all…
And what were they asking Sora?
"Look," said what Sora thought was Riku. "I'm going to go, and I'll try to talk to him about it, okay? Great, bye."
Sora jumped back, and took to leaning into the wall, just out of view from the window.
"But, Riku!" Kairi called out to the silver haired boy, who had frozen in the doorway at the sound of his name, not yet seeing Sora. "You don't want to, do you?"
Riku sighed, clearly aggravated. Sora admired the red haired girl's confidence. How they can talk to him when he's that scary, I don't know. I mean, as Selphie said, we're the closest out of everyone, and still I'm scared!
"Didn't you just try, for, oh I don't know, 10 minutes, to talk me into this. God, you're such a typical chick, Kairi!"
A little 'humph' from Kairi and the stomp of a foot, but nothing else.
"Okay then," growled Riku, the back of his perfect silver head quivering at Sora's wide eyes. "Have a little sook, you cow."
And then the angry teenager turned to storm off, coming face-to-face with a trembling Sora. "Oh, said the older boy lamely. "I guess you know that I need to talk to you, then."
Riku was in such a bad mood. Kairi and Selphie had all but dragged Riku into an empty classroom, Kairi and Selphie both grinning wildly. For Selphie it was normal, but on Kairi, who was normally so quiet, yet, somehow so not quiet, it just looked strange.
"What the hell do you want?" the silver haired boy grumped out. "And if you want me to kiss Sora or whatever, you can just turn around and walk out of the room while you have the chance."
Kairi laughed. "No! It's the opposite! What we want you to do is ask Sora out for good old Selphie here!" Kairi's grin toned down, but not enough to settle the hairs on the back of Riku's neck.
Riku looked at her, puzzled. "I thought he kept looking at m- someone else…"
Kairi's grin nearly completely faded. "He does. But that's why we need to get in before he has the chance to ask out 'm- someone else'." Kairi smirked at the shocked grimace Riku held on his face.
He cursed loudly, and Kairi jumped back, shocked. "Now, now! We only want you to help Selph out!"
Selphie nodded hugely. "Please! I really like him, ya know!"
"Please, Riku? For Selph!" Kairi looked at Riku with big, purple eyes, but they weren't blue and they weren't Sora's, so Riku found it less of a struggle to not give in.
"No! I'm not going to-"
"No, no, just hear us out! I really like him, and you're the closest to him out of everyone!"
Riku glared at Selphie. Then he sighed, leaning his head back against the seat. He felt tired – like he had run in an Olympic race, both physically and mentally. His eyes dropped shut, and he thought back to the conversation him and Selphie had the day before.
"Why can't you ask Sora yourself?" Riku jumped up, some of his energy back. "He probably won't listen to me."
Selphie sighed, pulling her spiky fringe back with her hand. She opened her mouth to say something, and then choked on her words. Her eyes flashed as she too, like Riku, became suddenly angered, storming up to Riku and poking his chest harshly.
"Oh, and you think he'd listen to me? Geez, Riku, you're thick sometimes!"
Riku stumbled back, stunned. Why, he wanted to…
Be classy, Riku. Just like with the sketch book. Calm yourself. For all you know Sora might be looking in through the window, watching this whole episode. A quick glance at the window told him otherwise, but sill Riku wanted to be the bigger person in this situation.
"Look," he said calmly, walking towards the door. "I'm going to go, and I'll try to talk to him about it, okay?" He put his hand on the door handle and turned it, not even waiting for a response from either of the girls. "Great, bye."
"But, Riku!" Riku froze, not turning, but not moving, unintentionally giving Kairi permission to keep talking. "You don't want to, do you?"
This made Riku see red. He sighed, trying to calm himself. Picture Sora standing next to you, watching this. What would he want you to do? He breathed in, and then out, in and then out… Oh stuff it, if he was here, he wouldn't care what I did.
Riku turned to face the surprising look of Kairi's hopeful face. "Didn't you just try, for, oh I don't know, 10 minutes, to talk me into this?" Riku had to restrain himself from screaming. "God, you're such a typical chick, Kairi!"
Kairi crossed her arms and stomped her foot, pouting and making what was probably supposed to be a cute noise. But Riku wasn't for any of that, and that kind of childish behaviour made him even angrier.
"Okay then," he growled, just aware then that he was trembling. "Have a little sook, you cow."
Kairi's face went slack as she took in the older boy's words. Her arms drooped to her sides, and Riku needed to see Sora.
He turned swiftly, planning on running away, but instead running into some low-life figure. Riku steadied himself, ready to pounce, before he realised that the 'low-life figure' was Sora himself.
Well, Riku grimaced inwardly, you got your wish.
"Oh." Was that all he could say? Think, Riku, think! Other than the shade of Sora's eyes…Boy, I could get lost in them… "I guess you know that I need to talk to you, then."
He grabbed the brunette's shoulder roughly, but quickly loosened his grip when he heard the younger boy squeak in pain. "Sorry," he muttered.
Sora must have finally gotten his voice back, because the younger boy exploded with a yelp; "What the hell is going on, Riku?"
Riku grimaced. "Oh crap, how long were you there for?"
Sora shrugged as they stopped beneath the draping willow that hung outside of the school boundaries. "I was around long enough to hear that Selphie wanted you to ask me something, but you think she should ask me herself. And somehow, but I don't know how, Kairi is involved."
Riku couldn't help smiling. The angry look on Sora's face was one of those adorable pouts you 'aww' at, where they knit their eyebrows together, pinch up their noses, and use a high pitched, cutesy voice. "Well, you see, Selphie, ah…"
Sora's cutesy face vanished, and then it was all curiosity from the brunette teen. "Ooh, what's up with Selph? Is she okay?"
He looks so worried. "Yeah, yeah, she's fine – she's just going through guy problems."
"Guy problems?"
"Yeah," Riku nodded. He noticed how he couldn't quite make eye contact with Sora, knowing that if the blueness evolved around Riku again, everything would be out there, and the silver haired boy would be stripped of all he had built up to save. "The guy she likes, apparently likes someone else."
Sora gulped, catching on to what Riku was trying to say, but trying to hide it. Riku pretended not to notice, and looked away from the tanned throat before something bad happened.
The bell went just at that moment, and Riku knew he could get away with anything, were Sora willing. But Sora wouldn't do any of that, being the innocent, protected 16 year old that he was.
"B… But w-what does that have to do with me?"
"Well, you see, you're the guy she likes."
Sora hated the look on Riku's face when he said that. "M-me?" Sora acted surprised, but secretly he had thought so when Riku had brought up Selphie liking someone.
Riku nodded. "Yeah," he sniffed quietly.
Sora looked at Riku worriedly. "Hey, are you okay, Riku?"
"Yeah, man, I'm cool."
"Great, I guess."
Riku snickered, lightening up. "What do you mean, 'you guess'?" Riku asked teasingly, pushing Sora so that he fell horizontally over.
Sora hit the ground and went limp.
Riku bit his lip worriedly. Something like that wouldn't even begin to faze the older teen, but Sora, being tagged as delicate in Riku's brain, might actually be affected by that.
"Sora?" Riku went over to the motionless brunette. "If you are faking this," Riku said, trying to shake the boy back to life, "I will kill you-"
Riku was interrupted but the sound of Sora's golden laughter, and he jumped back, in a swirl of silver hair, confused.
Sora slowly went to sit up. He was still laughing when Riku leaned in, his face angry but gentle at the same time. Sora considered himself forgiven.
"Sorry, I just had to do that," Sora laughed out, clutching his stomach. Suddenly his torso tingled, and Sora looked up timidly to see Riku's intense gaze.
I can see your soul… it seemed to whisper, and Sora shivered, despite the spring heat. I know everything about you…
Suddenly the look wasn't uncomfortable. I have nothing to hide.
Riku seemed to get the message, because his eyes fluttered shut, and he leant forward, whispering something to Sora's nose. "You really should say yes to Se-"
It's me, I'm the freak. Thanks for loving me, 'cause doing it perfectly. There might have-
"Stupid cell," Sora muttered, pulling the metal rectangle out of his pocket, flipping it open. It stated there was a message from Kairi.
From: Kairi
Time: 1:57 pm
Featured message:
Hey! Haz Riku tld u yet? Whatd u say? Plz reply! Xxx =T
"Oh, it's Kairi."
Riku growled, and Sora looked up, a pang of disappointment running through him as he noticed Riku had leaned away, and was now resting his back against the thick trunk of the tree, glaring at a mushroom near his right foot. "Typical," he spat down at the mushroom. "Bloody typical."