[AN: I apologize for they delay. We had a really bad series of storms that came through a little over a week after I posted the first chapter and lost the phones and Internet when a tornado came through. Sorry.
Alls Fair in Love and War: Chapter 2 – Riku Goes to War
Disclaimer: I do not own "Kingdom Hearts" or any of the characters therein. It is not my intention, deliberate or otherwise, to claim otherwise.
Thoughts in italics
Warning: This fic is shounen-ai. Boy/boy. Don't like, don't read.
"Sora, it's time to wake up." Riku's voice drifted from the first floor of the home he and Sora shared. "Come on, Sora. Breakfast is getting cold."
Sora sat up and rubbed his eyes before stretching. 'Breakfast? How long have I been asleep?' A glance at the clock told Sora that it was well before the normal hour that Riku usually rose for the day. After all, the alarm had yet to go off and Sora was always up at least two hours before Riku on the weekends. 'Thanks to Organization VIII and their late night "activities."' Shrugging his shoulders, Sora got out of bed and stumbled down the stairs.
"G' mornin', R'ku." Sora yawned, turning to pull the peach juice from the refrigerator. For some reason, after his last journey, Sora couldn't stand orange juice anymore. Something about Sephiroth and Cloud being tied to a long sword. Riku shuddered at where that thought was going and set his own glass aside.
Riku set a plate in front of Sora as he sat down. "Good morning, Sora. Did you get enough sleep?" A small smile forming as Sora's boxers stretched tight.
"Mm-hmm." Sora yawned an affirmative into his hand and blinked at the plate that Riku had prepared. "Is that bacon?" Riku's smile went unnoticed by the sleepy-eyed Sora.
Riku nearly laughed at the immediate attention the boy gave the thin golden strips and grabbed a few slices from the rapidly disappearing plate. "It's all yours Sora." His smile twisted into a smirk. "I used something special to make it this morning."
Sora paused in the middle of shoving another piece into his mouth. "Wa' 'z id?"
Riku chuckled. "Don't worry about it. Eat before it gets cold." Riku bit into one of his own crisp strips of meat and with a shake of his head, Sora finished his breakfast, Riku's odd comment forgotten. Riku just smiled.
"Kairi is going to meet us there, Sora, we shouldn't keep her waiting." Riku grabbed his zip-up vest off the back of the couch. "Grab your swim trunks and let's go. She'll kill us if we leave her on the beach alone for too long. You do remember what happened the last time we left Kairi in a bikini on the beach right?"
Sora twitched. He wasn't likely to forget any time soon. Kairi still hadn't forgiven him. Of course, he couldn't blame her; the guy had been built like a wooly mammoth, and was just as wooly. He pulled on a white tank and ran down the stairs.
"I'm ready." Sora paused to grab the house key and his water bottle off the hallway table, avoiding looking at Riku as they left the house. He always had a little bit of a "problem" when it came to Riku in nothing but his swimming trunks, but today he was having more trouble than usual. 'Think of something else, Sora, or you're going to embarrass yourself.' Looking down at his Mickey Mouse patterned trunks he wondered if he should plead a fever and stay home. But Riku would insist on staying with him. Alone. In his open vest and swim trunks… No. Definitely not. 'Think Sora, what is the most disgusting thing in all the worlds?'
Riku closed and locked the door before setting out for the beach down in front of the new ice cream parlor Scrooge McDuck had recently franchised on their world. He had put his vest on, just draped it over one shoulder giving Sora a more than generous view of the muscles rippling in his back as he walked. 'Come on, Sora. Think gross.' Kairi's science project. Curdled whipped cream and moldy chocolate pudding left in the sun for two weeks.The muscles in Riku's back contracted as he waved at the mail carrier who braved the channel every Saturday. 'Riku's shoulder covered in whipped cream as his tongue chased chocolate sauce dribbled down the ridges of his back. NO! Bad Sora! Think nasty…' Pete without a bath for two weeks. 'Riku covered in sweat from a work out on the beach by their home.' The triplet hyenas eating in the Pride Lands. 'Riku covered in grass stains and scratches from helping Kairi in her garden.'
Sora groaned. It was no use. His cheeks were flushed and he was moments away from embarrassing himself. He ached all over and looking at Riku was only making it worse. Sora jerked when he felt a hand touch his shoulder.
"Sora? Are you okay?" Riku was staring at his face, the muscles in his jaw contracted, as if he was fighting not to frown. "You're all flushed. Are you sick? Do you have a fever?" He jerked back again when Riku touched his forehead to Sora's. "Sora?"
Sora's breathing was noticeably ragged by now. 'I can't take it. I'm sorry, Riku. I have to get away.'
"Sora?" Riku took a step toward Sora, his hand stretched out in front of him.
"I'm sorry, Riku. I don't feel well. Tell Kairi I'm sorry." With that, Sora turned and ran back toward their home. Images of Riku's lips so close to his own haunting every frantic step.
Left on the road to stare after him, Riku allowed the smirk he had been fighting to surface. 'Soon, Sora. Very, very soon.'
[AN: Hello, again. Yes, I have decided to make this a chapter fic, thank you to everyone for the wonderful reviews and for helping me decide. This will be a chapter fic but I'm pretty sure it won't be a long one, probably two or three more chapters at the most. Sorry. Next chapter will probably not be for any one under the age of 13. Fair warning. Also, I had a question about who Riku was fighting. Though you've probably figured it out by now, Sora is moe. Riku is at war with Sora's inhibitions. You'll notice that even though Sora wants Riku, he's not doing anything to make it known. Lucky Kairi took care of the confession, huh? I'm also posting the story behind why Sora won't drink orange juice any more under Kingdom Hearts. Title is Orange Juice if you're interested. Later.