Title: Glider
Rating: M
Pairing: Sora/Riku
Disclaimer: Aha, I wish I owned them. I only own this piece of fanfiction. Oh, well I guess I own Sae too.
Warnings: Vulgarity, Blow jobs, Main boys having sex: together or with other people, Bad grammar and attempts at humor, Author trying to break your little hearts…yeah. Maybe.
Summary: Sora is the kind of boy who loves sex and is not afraid to show it. Riku is the kind of boy that believes that kind of contact is unnecessary. Unfortunately for him, he walks by as Sora's giving a sexual favor to a pal and that's when his normal life goes down the drain.
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Chapter Three: apologetic conclusions

Riku didn't care—he really didn't. What happened in Sora's life was entirely his business and he was not the type of person to get immediately involved in other people's affairs. At least that's what he continued to tell himself on that fateful week in November when Sora chose to have a romp in the shed than hang around him. And he kept telling himself that he was fine with that because he didn't need for Sora to be around him. He was absolutely fine.

Then Riku realized that he was suddenly lying and didn't know what the truth was anymore. Why was it such a complicated situation and why did he even dare to care about the brunette at all? It's not as if they had gotten that close in the past few weeks during their chats…or did they? Riku scowled as he turned his attention out the window of his classroom while their teacher droned on about their lesson. He was an intelligent enough kid to get by through the class with barely listening to the material that was covered, but that was also because he usually read the textbook before the lesson in order to cure his boredom at home moments before his sister came bursting through his door.

Also, the reading would take him away from any troubling thoughts he had, but seeing as Riku had actively started avoiding Sora for the past few days after the little incident and could not stop thinking about him—it did little good for him. And suddenly there was that nagging feeling pricking at his neck, and he was certain that the brunette was just staring at him and willing him to look at the front of the room so they could talk with their eyes. Riku tried with all of his might to focus on the outside world and keep a poker face while he did so, unfortunately his time had been short because the nagging just grew and grew until he just could not stand it anymore. With a sigh, he returned his attention back to the front of the room.

His suspicions were confirmed as he looked straight into the deep blue irises that belonged to Sora. Those eyes widened as he was caught abjectly staring at Riku, and with an embarrassed smile he tried to say something that would make the boy understand just how sorry he was for ditching him before. Riku kept his expression calm and almost remote, only his eyebrow quirked as the brunette tried to mouth a few words to him that seemed incredibly jumbled. Then Sora huffed and swiveled in his chair once he realized the other boy could not understand a lick of what he was trying to explain to him. With renewed vigor, he took out a sheet of paper and furiously scribbled what he wanted to convey before foisting it off to someone else in order to pass it back to Riku.

Luckily, the silverette took the paper from the kid in front of him albeit a little hesitantly. Sora was staring expectantly at him after he made sure that the teacher was still droning on in front of him and his attention was completely on the blackboard in front of him. Riku nodded to Sora, hoping to get across that he would take a peek at what he wrote, but he hadn't touched the paper after that. Sora frowned and motioned for him to read it, but Riku merely shook his head and pointed; the teacher had had enough of his fun time at the board and was returning his attention to the class.

Swiveling again with an even bigger pout, Sora inwardly groaned and cursed his luck. He wanted to see Riku's expression as he read the note. He was feeling incredibly anxious at having to apologize to someone who had suddenly become a new friend to him, especially since he was so used to the idea of people keeping him at a wide enough distance and sometimes throwing him away altogether. The same day that he went to the shed with Tidus and gave the blonde a blowjob, he intended to speak with Riku right after class and clear up the whole matter. Unfortunately, he was never able to do such a thing because once the end of the day hit, Sora was dragged by his friends to hang out. Of course he knew that Riku was not going to talk to him while he was with all of those people; it just wasn't his style and so Sora left with them feeling even guiltier than before.

Riku liked to put others at a distance, he just had this air of indifference when it came to others and Sora wasn't sure if Riku even liked people or found them all a nuisance. More than likely, he found people a nuisance which also meant he found Sora a nuisance, and the brunette beat his head over with a pillow every night after that same thought. It was a little maddening to think that someone had began to fill his every thought and it wasn't someone who he fell in love with. The kind of things that television teaches about crushes and love was utter bullshit, and Sora found that he was only interested in Riku because he was unlike anyone he had ever met before. They talked only on the rooftop, barely within the classroom, and usually they were at arm's length of each other and given Riku's stature that was a pretty lengthy distance.

Sora's pen top dangled from his mouth as his thoughts whirled about. He was barely paying any mind to what the teacher was writing on the board, and Kairi had to motion to Selphie to jab him in the back to remind him of where he was. Riku watched the spectacle with mild interest; was Sora really worried about what he wrote to him? He couldn't have risked letting Sora watch him read the note while the teacher was staring at the class, especially when he was about to start asking questions. Everyone knew that this particular teacher had it out for the brunette since it seemed as if he was slacking just a bit. Shaking his head as his lips quirked up into a small smile that belied the anxiety of reading this suspicious note, he pulled it out of the pile of papers he had on his desk and opened it. Seeing as the teacher never seemed to look back at him nor were there any students who vaguely cared about what he did, he would be just fine to read it without any real prying eyes.

At first glance, the note looked like chicken scratch or something worse than that, but Riku figured that this was due to the fact that he had written it quick and prayed that the teacher didn't see what he was furiously writing. Riku had to squint his eyes at some of the words, but he could understand the gist of all of it. This was an apology note for leaving him alone without telling him that he was going to be with someone else that day, and that he hoped there was no hard feelings and blah blah blah. So Sora believed that Riku was mad at him and thus avoiding him altogether, but that wasn't entirely true…or was it?

Riku's brow furrowed as he looked up from the note and stared at the brunette's nape. His eyes just locked onto the particular spot between where his hair ended and the rest of his nape began and he could not help but stare. He thought about why exactly he had been avoiding the boy for the past few days. After all, he'd seen Sora bent over a school desk one afternoon as he was vacating the premises, and then the following day they somehow began a kinship with one another. However, it still didn't make any real sense as to why he decided to avoid him…was he upset that Sora decided to go have sex with some guy in the shed instead of take up his time with useless conversation?

But what would that even matter to someone like Riku? He'd been completely fine for the past few years all by his lonesome. It wasn't as if Riku was one to get close to anyone in his class; sure he spoke to his classmates every once in a while, but he mostly kept everyone at arms' length and would rather they not get too close to him. After all, he would rather no one got so close to him as to find out how utterly dull he believed that he was. The only thing that was interesting perhaps was the dreams he had in order to escape his humdrum life, and yet he knew none of them would ever come to fruition. Riku thought he was going to live a boring life and die from his boring life.

That was until he met Sora of course. The brunette was nothing but excitement, spontaneity, and delivered most of his thoughts with a smile. Sora was the complete opposite of Riku. Blinking turquoise eyes as he stared at the nape of the other boy's neck, Riku swallowed thickly after the revelation. Sora was the complete opposite of him and he sort of liked that about him. There were a bunch of people in the school who were most certainly different from him, but not the exact opposite—not what Riku wished to be. Sora however, was exactly what Riku wished he could be but could not. There was just something in their dispositions that created a barrier from letting him act in the same manner that Sora did, and that made the brunette all the more interesting to him.

However, that brought him back to the point of why he was so bothered that Sora would go have a romp in the shed than be with him. Riku supposed it was because that Sora was an interesting guy, the foil to his own character in life, and he also liked being around him even if he would never admit it. Being around Sora was refreshing, and he wasn't as annoying like the rest of his classmates. Sora didn't cross the line when they spoke with one another and he didn't ask a mass amount of questions that would chip away at the edges of Riku's personality to find out something deeper inside of him. Sora seemed to be fond of his company, and just like in the note he apologized for his own transgression even if Riku didn't believe himself to be mad. That in itself was kind of…cute?

Riku turned his attention away from Sora's nape; thinking another guy was cute was a territory that he was definitely not going to get into, no matter how true it could be. Boys didn't think that kind of thing about other boys, even if Sora gave him the green light to think of him as homosexual. Riku may have seen him being plowed into by one of his friends, but even so he was not going to think that Sora was cute. Riku didn't actively think about his sexual orientation; mainly that was because he didn't give anyone else the time of day to look at in that manner and so he believed himself straight.

Shaking his head, Riku turned his attention back to the note. The scribbles made him chuckle—they were a characteristic of Sora's personality to him, and he couldn't help but be amused by it. He willed away any thoughts about sexuality that could link to Sora, and settled on the fact that he would talk to him right after class had ended. This time neither of them would make a quick getaway nor actively avoid each other for the next few days. They would settle this easily and they would both realize that this whole thing was just so stupid. There was no reason to get mad or even apologize; it's not like they were actually fighting or anything, nor were either of them embarrassed about what happened. Everything would be just fine.

At least, that was what Riku believed until the bell rang which signaled the end of class, and Sora all but ran to his desk so the silver-haired boy couldn't make an escape. He even ignored the words of his friends who were trying to get him to leave and go home with them instead of talking to the antisocial boy in the back of their classroom. Instead, Sora stood right in front of Riku's desk and gripped the sides, chewing his bottom lip like he had done something wrong or was aware that he was caught putting his hands into the cookie jar when he shouldn't have. He looked down at Riku and who was in the middle of putting his book into his bag and looked up at him with an eyebrow raised.

Riku did expect Sora to come and talk to him after class, but not jump at the chance of planting himself in front of his desk nor did he expect Sora to look at him like he was waiting to be punished. There was a pout forming on Sora's lips as he looked at Riku now, his knuckles turning white as he held onto the desk for dear life. If he let go of it, he would probably fall down into a heap and beg for forgiveness like the drama queen that he usually was, and in front of someone who was able to control his outward appearance for his emotions, Sora really didn't want to do that. He was going to be somewhat mature, because every high school student always wanted to act mature in their immaturity.

Pressing the notebook and textbook that he was easing into his bag, Riku cleared his throat before licking his lips. "Hello?" He was unsure of what he was supposed to say to Sora who looked at the edge of a nervous breakdown now. Was this what happened with every kind of friendship in this school? When people fought, did they normally look like this? The only time he had seen an argument between two people that were relatively close to him was his sister on the phone with one of her boyfriends and that never ended in tears on her behalf. Perhaps it was the men who cried, for she was not the type to do such a thing.

Sora let go of the desk and flopped onto it, his arms were stretched above his head, and he was lucky that Riku had put away his books and supplies or else something would be jabbing into his chest or sides right then and there. Still being dramatic—and very aware that they had an audience to watch the spectacle—Sora looked up at Riku and mumbled back a hello. He wasn't going to talk first, he usually talked first, this time he was going to wait for Riku to say something other than a confused greeting and he would wait however long it took.

Still perplexed by Sora's actions, Riku continued to put things into his bag before finishing up and poking the brunette's forehead. His lips twitched in amusement, but he didn't out rightly laugh at the poor fella who really looked like he was at wits end. "I'm not mad at you. I never was," he admitted to him softly. There were a dozen prying eyes about the room, and several bodies leaned in so that they would try and hear what it was that Riku said. But he could hear the muttered questions about what was going on, what did he just say, what was up with him and Sora, and why did they even know each other to begin with. Riku pretended not to notice them and focus on his friend whose expression was brightening relatively quickly.

Flapping around on the desk like a fish out of water, Sora began to smile. He looked Riku in the eye, trying to see if he was lying to him at the moment, but upon finding no malice or even a hint of deceit, he pushed himself off the desk and ran around it. Riku blinked at the sudden change in emotion in Sora, but what confused him even more was the crushing hug that the other boy gave him without a moment to spare. He was alarmed at the closeness of their bodies, and although he wanted to shoo him away, Riku ended up placing a hand on Sora's head and patting down.

"You mean it right? You really weren't mad?" Sora asked as he pulled back so he could look at Riku again, but didn't let go of his shoulders.

"No? I wasn't mad just a little—" His words were cut off as Sora hugged him again, this time launching himself even more onto Riku so that the chair gave warning as it pushed back, but neither boy had noticed. The chair scraped across the floor before tilting even further, and Riku fell back first with Sora lying on top of him. Now, he pushed the brunette off of him as his back pressed against the floor in the most uncomfortable manner, and the rest of his classmates laughed at the show before them.

Turning to see most of their classmates still in the room with them, Sora smiled sheepishly and rolled away from Riku. He pushed himself off the floor before lending a hand to Riku so he could stand as well. "So…it made no sense to say sorry to you then?" Given the trouble that Sora had in maintaining relationships whether platonic or otherwise, he was a little hesitant to believe that he was forgiven (even if no one was pissed in the first place) and so he fidgeted with his hands as he asked the question.

Without answering the question, Riku walked back to his desk, picked up his bag and hoisted it over his shoulder. Everyone watched him, wondering if he was going to answer Sora whose expression was about to fall yet again. However, before a frown could tug at the edges of his lips, Riku grabbed brunette and his own pack before shoving his classmates away from the door so they could make their own escape. Riku had no idea why Sora was making such a big deal out of nothing, he wasn't mad at Sora for ditching him days ago, after all he knew what kind of a friendship he was getting into without actually meaning to be in said friendship with a nympho.

Sora had no choice but to be dragged by Riku through the halls of their school and out the double doors which were the only way out. He was released once they reached the front gate, and his pack was thrown at him without a care in the world. Luckily, he was able to catch it in his hands and looked down at the pack before looking up at Riku. He hadn't answered his question and so Sora's worries were surfacing in his mind. He had said he wasn't mad at him but still…

Riku's lips twitched into a small smile again as he ruffled Sora's hair with his hand. "You really do worry too much. Calm down. You didn't have to apologize, and for the record fix your hand writing. It felt like I was reading a code more than actual words on paper. I'm pretty sure my three year old cousin could write more intelligible words than that."

"So…we're okay?" Sora asked, still hesitant to believe him.

"I wouldn't be talking to you right now if we weren't." Riku turned around, aiming to start walking to his home. He didn't know if Sora was going to follow him or not, but he also didn't expect to be tackled and the boy's limbs wrapping around him. "Hey! Quit it! Do you always go around hugging people like this?! Hey!" Riku ended up laughing as Sora kept on squirming on top of him, not wanting to relinquish his hold on his friend/classmate. They wobbled together at the gate before Riku was able to get the brunette off of him. "If you keep trying to assimilate onto my back, you're going to become an infectious growth. I don't think either of us wants that."

Sora stuck his tongue out at Riku before punching him in the arm. In the few weeks that he had gotten to know Riku, or at least what the boy would allow him to know, he had never seen him smile or even laugh. It was kind of adorable really, and it lit up his entire face. Sora wondered why he had never bothered him to this extent before. Then again, if he pushed too much, he was certain that Riku would not be happy with him and this whole friendship would fall to shambles. For now, he was just fine with seeing a side to Riku that he was certain no one else had ever seen before. "Yeah, yeah. I'll make sure not to become a little parasite and you my host. Then again, you would probably suck at that anyway."

They were teasing each other; making fun of each other just for the sake of a laugh and to ease the tension that had been building up since Sora made the mistake of ditching Riku in order to spend time with Tidus. It felt good that they hadn't talked about the entire incident in full detail, and kind of just slipped it under the rug for now. If they had talked about it completely, Sora wouldn't know how to handle it. After all, most of his friends never went into the territory of Sora's habits and if they did, they took it with a grain of salt and told him to be careful. They didn't believe that Sora was even capable of maintaining a healthy, functional relationship due to his promiscuity. And that kind of hurt him, even if he didn't say it.

Leaning against the front gate of their school, Sora stared at the boy who had become his friend in such a short amount of time, but was able to be himself around. He was able to be himself even more with Riku than he was with say Selphie, or even Tidus. Even with Kairi he had to hold himself back, and she practically knew everything and anything about the brunette more than he did. She was the one who had told him that living his life in this manner would only leave an empty ache, but until he filled it she would be there to lean a shoulder on. He was incredibly grateful to her more than he could ever explain.

And now there was Riku, who didn't understand him, who was always maintaining a distance with everyone, but still let Sora hang out with him. He answered his questions (as long as they didn't overlap into private affairs), listened to his ramblings of information, and didn't judge him despite the fact that everyone else seemed to. He had even seen Sora with his pants down in all sense of the phrase, and just kept on acting like it didn't change a thing. He had a lot of respect for Riku, and when he was caught staring at him, he had to turn away and scratch at his cheek in embarrassment.

"Seeing as you're not planning on hanging around all of those other people today, want to grab something to eat?" Riku blurted out, his attention back to the passing citizens and cars around the street.

Sora bounced with excitement at the invitation and immediately latched his hand onto Riku's arm. He knew just the perfect place for them to have some good food for cheap, and tugged so that the silverette would pick up the pace. "Sure thing! Let's go! I'll lead the way."

Riku chuckled as he let himself be lead around by the ever peppy Sora. His moods fluctuated with relative ease, and Riku wasn't too sure if he was grateful for that or not. However, he decided not to think on it too much as the boy had a spring in his step and the world seemed a little brighter while he was with him. He supposed he could deal with this friendship; he wasn't prone to thinking about the future but this, as it was just for right now, was a lot of fun.

He could deal.