Chapter 7

Later that night, back at Sora's house, Riku turned the knob and water splashed onto his face. "So what's your opinion?" Riku asked Sora. "Should we help the King?"

Sora was laying in the bed, wearing only his boxers, watching Kodomo no Jikan. "Of course we should!" He wants us to help out. He asked for us personally." Sora laughed at the TV. "Oh, my God! Poor Mimi! She just saw her teacher's cash and prizes!"

"Already seen that episode," Riku called, as he washed the shampoo out of his hair. "But get back to the King. We just got back."

I know," Sora said, "but this Keyblade War sounds interesting."

"Even so, I don't think we should go." Riku grabbed the soap and rubbed it between his hands. "At least, not yet."

"Have you forgotten that we are Keyblade masters?"

"Of course not!" Riku blurted. "But if we do go back, we might be in trouble."

"What do you mean?" Sora asked. "We're almost adults. Our parents can't ground us too long."

The water turned off and Riku remained silent.

"What do you mean?" Sora repeated.

Riku appeared in the bathroom doorway, a towel wrapped around his waist.

His hair fell over his face. Riku flicked it out of his eyes. "You know what I mean. We'd be interacting with Disney characters. Did you forget?"

"Oh." Sora said. "I guess I did."

"Your turn," Riku said, plopping down on the bed next to Sora, motioning towards the bathroom. Sora's hands grabbed at Riku's towel, attempting to remove it.

"Not until you're clean," Riku told him with a grin.

"Hmph! Fine then!" Sora shouted in a playful tone, as he made his way to the bathroom. He muttered, "I thought you liked it dirty." Sora left the door wide open.

Riku could see Sora stripping through the open doorway. "So, uh, have you told your mother yet?"

"Nope," Sora answered. "She still thinks I like Kairi. She loves Kairi. She's always saying, 'Kairi's so pretty' and 'Kairi's so perfect for you.' She's got her heart set on me and Kairi getting married."

Sora turned on the water. "Of course, that'll never happen." He got in the shower and closed the curtain.

Seconds later, the curtain was opened and Riku turned Sora around and immediately locked lips. The water dripped down their faces and made its way down their hard, naked bodies.

"You couldn't wait, could you?" Sora asked.

"No," Riku replied. "Your ass was just too tight to resist."

Riku's hand dropped down and firmly grasped Sora. Sora moaned, his tongue in Riku's mouth.

"Sora!" a voice called from the hallway.

Sora went into a frenzied panic. He pushed Riku out of the shower and threw a towel at his face. "Dry off and get dressed." Sora closed the shower door. "Quickly!"

Riku didn't question his lover. He patted his body with towel, collecting as much water as possible off of himself. Riku threw on his clothes and darted out and plopped on the bed, just as Sora's mother knocked on the door.

"Sora?" she said. "Who's in the shower?"

"I am," he answered. "Riku's watching T.V."

She opened the door just enough to drop a laundry basket onto the floor. "Put them away, not on your bed." She began to leave but stayed. "Or the floor." Again, she turned away and then back again. "Sora?"

"Yeah, mom?" he replied.

"I know it's not my business, but when are you going to pop the question to Kairi? I know you aren't 18 yet, but it's never too soon."

Even though they were in separate rooms, both Sora and Riku's eyes grew larger in perfect unison. Sora searched for an appropriate answer. He hadn't told his mom about being gay with Riku, nor did he ever plan on doing so. Riku, on the other hand, was fuming, thinking he was just a temporary fling.

"Umm... I was... uh... soon, mom. Soon." Sora told her, hoping she would leave the matter be.

"Good!" she exclaimed, her excitement apparent in her voice. "Well, I'll let you boys get back to your guy business." She left, closing the door behind her.

Sora continued to shower, finishing after another five minutes. He exited the bathroom, pulling on his boxers. "Riku?" he asked.

Riku had his back turned to Sora, his chest heaving rhythmically with the calm that only came with a deep sleep.

"Rest well," Sora whispered into Riku's ear, gently kissing him on the cheek, not noticing the stain of tears leading from Riku's eyes to the pillow.