[Here's the next chapter. I hope you guys like it. Thank you so much for all the reviews so far. Over 30! Thanks! I hope you enjoy this next part of the story!]

They walked hand-in-hand in the cool sand until they reached Sora's house. The porch light was on, illuminating the front of the house.

"That's new," Sora commented. The lights in his house were rarely ever on. Nervously, he removed his hand from Riku's grasp.

As they walked into the house, Sora could smell food in the kitchen. "That's new too."

"Umm, dad?"

He heard a muffled voice in the kitchen. "Umm…I'm home. Riku's over," he said timidly.

He heard the man grumble. "Okay, we're going to go upstairs for a bit."

He motioned Riku to follow him hastily to his room. Once through the door, they made sure to lock it.

"So…what's the plan?"

"Plan?" Sora sat on the edge of his bed.

"Yeah. What were you planning on doing here?"

Sora set his jaw in concentration. "I don't know."

Riku nipped his collarbone. "I know what we could do," he smiled mischievously.

"Red flag. Bad idea," he said, laughing.

Riku pulled away slightly, disappointment darkening his face.

"I know. I know. Your dad," he groaned, letting himself fall against the bed.

"I could just gag you and then we wouldn't have to worry about you waking up anybody."

Sora's eyes widened and he punched Riku in the side.

"Kidding! Geez, Sora. Don't take things so personally!" Riku said, pulling the boy back into his arms.

"We should probably get back downstairs," he said tersely.

"We still haven't figured out what we're going to do," Riku complained, rolling on his side and propping himself on one elbow.

"Let's just…watch a movie or something."

"With your dad there?"

Sora shrugged. "He'd probably want to keep an eye on you."

Riku rolled his eyes. "Fine. But we're sharing a blanket," he said promptly.

"We can't do anything, especially if he's in the same room."

"We can cuddle," Riku argued. "That's what the blanket is for, so he doesn't suspect anything.

Sora shook his head as Riku jumped to his feet and began pulling his bed covers off.

"You're going to get us caught."

Riku shrugged off his warning. "So what movie are you planning on watching?"

"I'm not sure. Maybe we should ask…my dad. That way we're including him, you know?"

Riku admired Sora for his consideration. "Good idea. I'll ask him…maybe he'll soften up if I'm the one who asks him."

Sora nodded in agreement.

"Let's go then."

Riku stole a kiss before they headed downstairs.

They walked into the kitchen and saw two plates filled with steaming mashed potatoes and a single pork chop.

Sora smiled graciously at his dad. "Thanks for the dinner. Do you want to watch a movie while we eat?"

The man eyed Riku wearily then nodded slowly. He took one of the plates and stalked into the living room without another word. Riku snorted as he left.

"How nice of him, making me a plate," he said sarcastically.

Sora's cheeks reddened. "Maybe he thought you wouldn't be hungry."

Riku looked at Sora, frowning. "Sora," he began in a whisper, holding his shoulders, "I know you're all for seeing the good in everybody but sometimes you need to just stop and look what's right in front of you."

Sora dropped his head. "Let's go. You can have some of mine," he said, grabbing his plate and two forks and following his dad's lead into the kitchen. Riku sighed as he followed him, Sora's blue comforter trailing behind him.

"What movie would you like to watch?" Sora heard Riku politely ask his father. "We were thinking about Taken or Sahara."

"Sahara is fine," he grumbled.

Riku nodded, smiling and drew out a DVD from a cabinet next to the television and stuck it into the player.

He sat next to Sora and spread the covers over both of them. Sora's eyes caught his dad's. He didn't seem particularly happy.

Riku sat as close as he could to Sora without giving away too much. It helped that he was sharing Sora's dinner so he could sneak closer to him.

Under the covers, he ran his hand up the back of his shirt, caressing his shoulders. With his spare hand, he ate spoonfuls of the gravy and mashed potatoes, barely saving any for Sora.

"I thought this was my dinner, not yours!" Sora whispered.

Riku grinned sheepishly. He had the urge to lick Sora's chin where a tiny trail of gravy was. He bit his lip, their faces almost touching.

"Uhh, Riku?"

"Huh?" he snapped out of his daze.

"What are you doing?" he asked fiercely.

Riku stammered. "Sorry. You have gravy on your chin." He wiped it off with his finger.

Sora looked away, blushing furiously. He caught his father staring at them.

"Pay attention to the movie," Sora said in a hushed voice.

Grumbling, Riku sat back. He focused on gently scratching Sora's back from under the covers.

The movie passed by without incident, but Sora could see his father glaring at him and Riku from time to time. He tried to ignore it, but the ferocity of his eyes made the hair on his neck prickle.

As the movie came to an end, he stood and left the room without a single word. Riku waited until he heard him stalking up the creaking stairs. Riku tackled him as soon as he was sure his dad was in his room.

He kissed him passionately on his lips, tasting small traces of gravy. Sora gasped softly, allowing Riku's tongue to enter his mouth.

"I thought you were going to lose it for sure," Sora panted as Riku's tongue sucked at his neck.

"I almost did."

Sora let out a breathy moan as Riku ground his hips into him.

"He didn't seem very happy," Sora said, trying vainly to keep his head. "Riku, we shouldn't do this here," he stated.

He gasped and arched his back as Riku cupped his clothed erection.

"What the hell!"

Riku jumped from his hands and knees. Sora's face flushed as he saw his dad's frame in the threshold of the living room. He was shaking violently, his eyes glowering with hate at Riku.

"I told you we shouldn't have done this here! I knew he would catch us!" He whispered frantically.

Riku said nothing but blocked Sora from his dad's view, protecting him.

"What the hell is going on here?" he roared.

[Cliff-hanger? I hope you guys liked it...I've kind of noticed that Riku's been a little lust-filled recently. Oh well...Haha, it's not like Sora doesn't want it. Anyway, I hope it was al right. Don't forget to review!]

[I hope you guys can all see this after I post it.
I've been writing and thinking about the last few chapters, the next one especially. What I had so far was that there was a fight with Riku and Sora's dad, Riku gets knocked out, and then Sora stands to fend against his dad, then unexpectedly, due to excess alcohol consumption, his dad falls unconscious. i knew it would get old if his dad continued to keep coming back and give them crap to deal with, and this seems about the right time to start tying the story again. so i had his dad start choking on his own blood and vomit (as many drinkers do sometimes) and sora and riku decided to leave him be. Please let me know what you think of this. If you have another direction to go, please review and let me know. I don't want to dissapoint you guys, after all, you have all been so amazing! Please just give me your consent and I will post as soon as I can...(or start rewriting a new chapter.)Thank you once again for everything!]