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A loud rapping sounded throughout the room. Sora jolted awake and tried to move, but found he was trapped.

"Riku!" Nothing.

"Riku!" he hissed, jabbing him in the ribs.

"What?"

"Sshhh. You have to go!"

Disoriented, Riku unwrapped his arms and legs.

"What?" The rapping was louder.

"Sora?"

"Riku, that's my dad."

Riku jumped as if he had been hit by lightning.

"Sora?"

"Hide!" Sora jumped out of bed, trying to flatten his hair on his head and make his bed look as if only one teen had been sleeping in it.

"Where?"

"I don't know. The closet!" Sora said in a loud whisper.

He watched Riku duck under his closet doors before he fumbled with the lock on his door.

"Umm, good morning," he said hastily.

"What's going on in there?" His dad peered in.

"Nothing. You just scared me when you started knocking on the door all of a sudden," he lied quickly, hoping his father didn't notice his fingers twitching.

He seemed unconvinced, but decided better of it.

"Why don't you come down for breakfast?"

"I…uhh, all right," he stammered, his face red. He was more confused than ever before. He still didn't know if this was an act or a true attempt to change.

He shut the door as his dad left the room, and he locked it again.

"Okay, Riku. You can…" he paused, chuckling, "come out of the closet now."

Riku opened the closet doors. "Really witty, Sora," he laughed. "That was a close one."

Sora hopped onto the bed, laughing. "Yeah. I think we might have to find you a better spot to hide."

"Like where? I'm not hanging from the window sill," he said seriously.

Sora shrugged. Riku sat down next to him, leaning into his neck. "So I guess now, since I've finally come out of the closet," Riku said between kisses down Sora's tanned neck, "it's safe to go ahead and let you know that you taste like good, like honey suckles," he joked.

Sora stretched his neck, allowing Riku more access. He sniggered. He felt Riku's hands rummage for his t-shirt.

"Riku?" Sora moaned softly as he felt Riku's fingers clasp over his nipples. "I have to go down have breakfast. My dad is waiting for me."

He shivered as he felt Riku's breath in his ear. "Damn. I guess you do." He stood up, letting Sora change shirts.

"What are you going to do? Stay here?" Sora asked, wiping Riku's saliva from his neck.

"Nahh, I think I'll go home for a bit. It'll be a little less stressful for the both of us, knowing that your dad won't walk in on us. Plus, Kairi needs some attention. You realize we haven't talked to her in three days? Or at least, you haven't."

Sora nodded in agreement. "Maybe we should do something today, like go swimming again. I feel bad we've left her all by herself. And I feel like I'm going to need some relaxation after breakfast."

Riku's eyes narrowed. "Are you worried about him?"

"You're not?"

Riku shrugged. "Well, he seemed okay this morning. I don't think you have to worry about him right now. He's not half-bad when he's not drunk. Well, not to you anyway."

Sora nodded, sighing. "I'll talk to Kairi and be back up here around noon, okay? Then we all three can hangout."

Riku kissed him swiftly on the lips before jumping out his window.

Sora pulled a fresh t-shirt over his head and straightened his hair. He walked slowly down the stairs and stopped for a moment outside of the kitchen. His dad was already sitting there, eating.

Taking a deep breath, Sora readied himself.

"You made all this?" he asked, sitting across from his dad.

He nodded Sora looked at several plates of food. There was a small plastic bowl of eggs, a plate with toast and bacon, and another bowl with fresh fruit.

Cautiously, he put a slice of toast, several pieces of bacon, and fruit on his plate.

"Umm, thanks."

They chewed in silence for what seemed an eternity.

His dad broke the silence. "Sora, I wanted to talk to you about…things that have been going on."

Sora nearly choked on his piece of bacon. "What about it?" he stuttered.

"I haven't been myself lately," he said in a gruff voice. "I've been really stressed out with work and…"

(A/N I have no idea what kind of work he might do on a deserted island, haha. Let your minds be creative here.)

"What I'm really trying to say is, Sora, I would like us to get closer. We don't talk much anymore."

Sora felt highly uncomfortable. He played with the crust of his toast. "Umm…what…did you have in mind?"

His dad shrugged.

"Well, when you think of something, you should let me know."

"Well, today I'm off work."

"Today's not so great, dad." Sora looked at him and for a split-second, swore he saw a glint of anger pass through his eyes. "I…I was planning on…" he mumbled under his dad's stern gaze. "I'm going swimming with R-Riku and Kairi."

His dad stiffened at the mention of Riku.

"I don't like that kid."

Sora shot him a glare that he seemed not to notice.

Sora set his toast down and stood from the table. "Well, I'm going swimming with Kairi and Riku, and Riku's probably coming over later."

His dad slammed his glass against the table. Sora shifted uneasily. "That boy is bad news, Sora."

He gulped, but his dad said no more and stalked out of the kitchen. "W-where are you going?" he called meekly after him.

"Work."

"But you said-"

"Work! Don't bother me anymore!"

Sora felt dazed. His dad's sudden mood swings left him dizzy and bewildered. Why didn't he like Riku? Was it because the confrontation yesterday? Sora shrugged it off and decided that at least his dad's anger was kept somewhat in control. Stomping off in the middle of breakfast was better than screaming around the house in a drunken rampage.

Sora looked at a small clock on the kitchen counter. It only said ten thirty-one. Sighing, he went back to his room. Riku wasn't going to be back for another hour and a half.

He sat in his room, musing over his comment earlier. "Riku, you can come out of the closet now."

Grinning to no one in particular, Sora realized he smelled. He hadn't taken a shower at all the past day. His nose crinkled. Did Riku really not mind him enough that he would ignore his stench?

He decided to take a long shower, take his time, so that by the time he was showered and dressed, he was ready to leave with Riku the instant he returned. After all, he really didn't want another confrontation on his hands.

[Ohh, a little foreshadowing, maybe? Anyway, I hope you guys liked it so far. Please review! Thanks so much. I will be working on the next chapter and get it posted as soon as I can!]