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Simple Perfections

It's hot and humid outside, that day, and the grass is freshly cut. Sora likes these days, he thinks. The days when him and Riku lie on the grass in the park doing nothing after school.

People have always told him that when he fell in love his heart would beat fast and he would always be nervous around that special person.

Seventeen years, five months, thirteen days, fourteen hours, six minutes and Sora had yet to feel that way around Riku.

He never experienced the awkward emotions people described to him. They called it 'attraction'. They called that 'love'.

But he felt like that wasn't the case. Why would someone have to feel anything but comfy around the one they love?

Yep. It was love. Sora was absolutely sure of it.

"Hey…Sora?"

"Yeah, Riku?"

"Are you really happy with this? I mean, we could do a lot more things on dates…"

Sora sat up and looked at Riku. "Of course I'm happy. All I need is to be with you."

Riku looked right back at him. "You sure you're sure?

"Absolutely." Sora grinned. "Let's put it this way,"

"You're the gravity that pulls me back to the ground, 'cause my name is Sora."

"And you're the sky that I'll always look up to."

"Exactly." Sora chirped scooting over to Riku. "So don't worry so much."

Riku smiled at him. Sora was just so simple…simply simple.

He didn't like fancy things, big parties; he just enjoyed the little things in life. The simple ones, the cute ones…the Riku ones.

Sora grabbed his notebook. "Where the earth and sky meet, the sun's destination, to the distant horizon…" He muttered.

Riku blinked at him. "Where'd you here that?"

"From Demyx. It was so cool it stuck with me." Sora shrugged. "And you reminded me of it just now."

"Is it another new song?"

"Yep."

Riku huffed. "I don't know how that guy does it. Every week he has a new song…how does his band put up with it?"

"Dunno. They manage it, I guess. I'm gonna draw that…it'll be so cool!"

"Hn. Maybe they should use it for an album cover or something…"

Sora flushed with pride then, a large grin plastered on his face. His hands moved quickly, barely touching the paper, and Riku almost doubted he was drawing anything. Though he could have sworn he could see a bit of smoke from all that used up lead.

But Sora wasn't anywhere near done yet.

Riku watched in amazement; something he'd never show other people, at the speed, at the intensity in Sora's eyes as he concentrated on his picture.

It was always something he loved to see, the fire in the brunette's eyes, bright and burning, so full of life. He had what other people didn't have and that was the will to really live his live, not just thinking about the latest trends or what was popular.

Living like that was like scratching at the surface of glass, not deep enough to cut, not hard enough to shatter. Sora lived though.

He had broken through the glass along time ago, past images, past fitting in, past being a face in the crowd. He was something, he was someone, and he made sure Riku was, too.

Together they braved the world.

"Done!"

Riku watched Sora's expressions, content to see him happy. If he was with Sora, then he could definitely…

"Oh yeah, I forgot to mention this, but I found a silver crayon!"

Riku stared at him, wide eyed. "But they didn't have any at the craft shop…"

"I know!" Sora said excitedly. "I found it at this small stationary shop. I've already colored some of you pictures, too…"

The silverette took this as a cue and gently reached for the notebook, flipping the pages slowly and carefully. Wow. He didn't know anyone could shade that well with just a pencil…no, a crayon…

"This is amazing." Riku said, cheeks coloring from embarrassment. Sora drew him really well.

"Hee! Thanks Riku, it means a lot to hear you say that."

Between them, there were shy smiles, like when you meet a person for the first time and find you have a lot in common. It was more than that for them.

It was acceptance, caring, and adoration for each other.

It was love.

Sora and Riku laughed then. It broke the awkwardness and the ten-second feeling of shyness. They usually weren't like that anyway.

"That was so random!" Sora giggled.

"Yeah, and out of character." Riku chuckled; he was amazed that weird moment had ever happened. He pulled the still laughing Sora to him and kissed him.

Sora accepted happily, finding it hard to stop laughing completely and decided he'd make Riku laugh along with him. Revenge was so sweet!

He tickled Riku, drawing out as much breathless laughs as he could, still giggling all the while. It was a completely different feeling altogether.

Riku wasn't just going to sit there and take it. He tickled back, being sure to attack the ribs.

And then he kissed him. Approximate time: five seconds. This time they were both too out of breath.

"Ha…I got you…good." Sora boasted between pant.

"Did not…and I…got you…back." Riku retorted, trying to get air back into his lungs.

Neither laughed. For Sora, he was having a hard enough time exhaling. For Riku, it would've hurt to damn much.

They laid on the grass looking at the clouds pass by. After a few minutes Sora finally spoke. "I like clouds…don't you?"

"Yeah, I like them," Riku admitted. "But star gazing is better."

"What do you mean? Clouds are fluffy and white and cute!" Sora protested.

"Hmph. Well, stars are bright and they actually form something. It's fun being able to look for constellations."

"With clouds you get to imagine what they are!"

"Che. You can always do that with stars. It's like playing connect the dots."

Sora glared and Riku who glared right back. "Fine. Tonight we gaze at the stars…"

Riku blinked. "And tomorrow we come back here and look at the clouds…"

"Decide which ones more fun…"

"And the loser—"

They spoke at the same time.

"Buys ice cream!"

They stared at each other. Riku played with his bangs. "Ice cream? We're not kids anymore, Sora…"

Sora stuck his tongue out at the other. "You suggested it to. Besides, it's affordable." He pointed out fiddling with this the chain he wore on his neck.

"True enough." Riku relented. "Tonight, what time?"

"How does nine sound? I got homework to do."

"Sounds good to me. And didn't I tell you not to procrastinate?"

Sora pouted. "I can't help it! Math is sssooo boring."

Riku flicked him on the fore head. "Geez, sometimes you can be such a delinquent. You're letting your brains go to waste."

Sora shrugged. "I don't think brainiac is part of an artist's job description."

"How do you know you'll be an artist?"

"I don't know. For me, it's a feeling that it's something like destiny…like when I met you Riku. I was so pissed off but at the same time, I don't know, I liked you from the start."

Riku sat frozen, face getting redder and redder and redder…and redder. Sora thought he'd start seeing steam by now.

The silverette set him with a weary look. "Sora…"

"Hm?" He answered unknowingly, a sappy grin on his face.

"You're just a glutton for punishment aren't you?"

"Whaddya mean, Ri—"

He got a kiss this time, and Riku left him wanting more by the time they were done. No luck there though.

Riku ran off after picking up his stuff.

Sora just blinked not exactly knowing what just happened, but aware all the same, like some weird realistic dream or something, it hadn't seemed real and he wanted more—

It occurred to him then, that Riku was no longer with him.

"Damn it, Riku!"

A/N:

I felt like Silver Crayons wasn't done somehow, so I added this. To make another chapter...or not? And if so, should it be the adventure they had at the craft store? If you want another one, tell me in a review!

Anyways, thanks for reading.

-Crow