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A/N: Hello earth. It's been awhile since i've landed. Special thanks to...everyone who's reviewed so far! I'm kinda too lazy to put everyone name by name, since i have to update a few other fics, but you know who you are! I think reviewers, are like, awesome. I appreciate each and every one of you.
"Look Riku, look!" Sora grinned childishly. "They have airbrushes!"
Riku rolled his eyes. "Sora…we're here for crayons. Not," he deliberately made it look like he was reading from a long scroll. "Brushes, paint, pens, colored pencils, stencils, stamps, stickers, glass staining, construction paper, India ink—"
"Okay, okay, I get it. Jeesh, Riku, lighten up." Sora pouted turning away from him. Riku sighed. No, he didn't get it. They'd been in the craft store for two hours now. Every time Sora saw something interesting, he got distracted, then he would ask to see it, and they'd lose track of time—
Like they always did. Sora had a way of redirecting others. And himself.
So Riku decided to play the voice of reason, because after all, Sora had asked him for help, and if it was from Sora he'd always try.
Sometimes though, he had to show some…tough love.
"Step away from the brightly colored markers."
And Sora pouted, though it didn't work because Riku was laying down the law this time and he would absolutely not fall into Sora's little pouty trap,
But he hadn't counted on puppy eyes…damn…
"Sora you have five minutes." Riku sighed rubbing his forehead with the palm of his hand, surprised that he'd been so easily persuaded.
The brunette hugged him tightly then, nuzzling his chest like some sort cat. "Thank you, Riri."
And the silverette stood in stunned silence, the nickname echoing in his head, like 'Riri, Riri, Riri, Riri….'
"What the heck?" he muttered. Since when had he had a nickname? It was news to him, wait…that made sense. Sora had come up with it after all.
He checked his watch. It had been past five minutes for a while now, borderline ten…A diversionary tactic? He thought in suspicion.
"Sora, come on. Let's go back to searching."
"Kay, Riri."
And Sora complies graciously for once, because he'd gotten away with it anyway, and now he wouldn't have to see the Riku look of disappointment. It was on thing in life he just couldn't take.
It was worse than those five-minute commercials showing poor sad looking little animals in need of homes.
"Hmm…hey I think I see the crayon section!" Sora grinned, grabbing Riku's arm. Riku was his…boyfriend. Right? Cause kissing and holding hands meant that they were more than just friend's right? But at the same time, Riku was his best friend…
He turned. "Riku, what am I to you?"
Riku blinked green eyes at him, curious. "You're…" He paused, looking around.
"Wait." Sora interrupted, pointing to a deserted store isle. "Let's talk over there."
Riku nodded, following.
"So what am I?"
Riku tapped his chin before answering the sunny brunette. "You are…my best friend."
Sora felt a tinge of sadness, his happy meter going from ten to one. He pouted a bit before Riku went on.
"My sky. My lover. That's what you are."
Sora for once, felt his cheeks heat up, and diverted his eyes to the floor. He wanted to kiss Riku, he wanted to, but he was embarrassed, and his tongue was tied—
"Let's go look for those crayons now." Riku said moving to go past Sora but no, he couldn't do that, Sora just couldn't think of what to say.
He kissed Riku. Once, quickly, the second time almost desperately.
Feelings. In all his life, he'd never been fully able to express his feelings the right way, a fact that had always hurt him. Please, he thought, please let my feelings reach you.
Riku hugged him tightly. "It's okay Sora. I know. Thank you."
Relief and the feeling of happiness. Sora was close to crying, oh wait, he was.
He pushed gently away from Riku. "Sorry, your shirt's all wet now."
"Idiot." The silverette held him tight, with a small smile, letting his bangs brush over Sora's nose. "Like something as small as that is really going to change the way I feel about you. You're my boyfriend aren't you?"
Sora blushed. "Well you never know!"
"I know. And I think…that you do too." Riku looked him straight in the eyes, a dare. Call me a liar. Call yourself a liar.
The brunette accepted his defeat graciously, choosing to pull Riku to the crayon isle. They searched high, and they searched low. They searched behind shelves. Alas, there was no luck.
"Dang it!" Sora muttered as they exited the store. "There must be a silver crayon somewhere on this planet!"
"I think you're going too far. Let's try to find one in this city first before we try extraterrestrial planetary systems."
"Oh, we won't stop there!" Sora laughed a tinge of sunny excitement in his voice. "We'll roam the galaxy!"
"Nah," Riku interjected. "That makes us sound like criminals. We're the heroes. So we'll explore the universe in order to find the crayon."
"But we'd be cool criminals!"
"Make it smooth, and I agree. So what now?"
Sora looked at his empty hands. His pockets were full. So there was only one thing left to do. "Wanna go get some ice cream? I'm buying."
"Sounds good to me. Then we can go to the park."
"Yeah."
Riku looked at his hands. They were also empty. He grabbed one of Sora's glove-clad hands gently.
"Better."
Instead of laughing like he normally would, Sora gave him a grin. "I think so too."
Ne, I hope this chapter was enjoyable though it was short. I had not updated in a while. I apologize. But the final part of the series is coming soon to video and dvd! No, really...or...
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