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.
Notes: Giving you a case of the feels! And sorry if you're confused, but it will all be explained in due time~ (Also before ffnet didn't upload it correctly? I am sorry about that!)

Chapter Four: panicking with a slice of epiphany

For the next few days, Riku and Sora's budding friendship had been the talk of the junior and sophomore classes. Both boys found it incredibly annoying, not to mention the fact that since Sora is such a popular figure in the hierarchy of the teenagers, people actively tried to talk to Riku thinking that if they became friends with him, they could be friends with Sora. Of course this prompted a bad attitude to each and every person that tried to kiss his ass, and a new reputation of being the junior asshole was stamped onto his image. Not that he particularly cared what the rest of the student body thought about him, but his ass was not the one to be kissed and he did not want that in the slightest.

In any case, he now had a new reputation because of his friend who was ecstatic that they were back on speaking terms and explained this every time they met together for lunch in the classroom. Sora voiced how happy he was so much that Riku had taken to threatening him that he would throw him over the barricade on the rooftop if he continued to give a soliloquy on his happiness one more time on one day at the start of the holiday season. Thanksgiving was just three days away, and everyone was not so thrilled that it fell on a weekend. It meant that everyone would still have school in the next week, and they wouldn't have any time off until it was Christmas; total bummer but the fact that they were decorating for Christmas while skipping Turkey Day made up for it.

The student body had all but forgotten that Thanksgiving was only in a few days time with the creations of fake mistletoe, Yule logs, wreaths, and various Christmas cards that were either full of the Christian holiday or just outright "give me a present or you're not getting any love." Clearly, almost everyone was happy about the holiday season creeping up on them, and as they were getting ready and talking about their plans, there were some who were just waiting to be out of their school so they wouldn't have to deal with the masses. One of the students who fell into the latter category was Riku, and he was definitely waiting for Thanksgiving to pass so he wouldn't have to deal with the same old questions for the year from his family that they had every night, or the fact that Sae had decided to keep this boyfriend of hers for more than a month and was suddenly bringing him to the dinner. He just wanted to skip to Christmas so he could spend it with some family members who he genuinely liked (a lot more) and hadn't seen in a while; his grandparents easily came to his mind.

As Riku thought of Christmas and his anticipation to see other family members, Sora planted himself in front of him while holding fake mistletoe in his hand that he made himself. Sora had taken the liberty of being swept into Kairi's and Selphie's group of committee freaks who were making most of the props and decorations for the school after hours. It didn't hurt to help the girls and the rest of the committee, except for the fact that his little stint was cutting into his bonding time with Riku and his little trysts within the school building. Sooner or later he was going to start having a schedule and an assistant to keep track of who he could see and at what time with all of the work he was doing these days.

However, as he sat in front of Riku with a grand smile on his face and with the mistletoe held above their heads, Sora felt that all was well. Holding the mistletoe a little higher and leaning in, Sora smacked his lips together loudly and told Riku, "Let's have us a kiss, sugar!" He puckered his lips even more and Riku couldn't help but chuckle at him and crumple up a paper ball. The silver haired boy threw it at Sora's head and said boy pouted as it hit him square in the forehead. He promptly dropped his hand down and the mistletoe came down with it. "Don't be a party pooper, Riku. No one likes a party pooper."

Chuckling again, Riku shook his head lightly because of Sora's antics. "But you seem to like me a whole lot, guess you like party poopers then." He watched as his friend made a face before idly playing with the mistletoe in his hand. It seemed as if Sora had something to ask him, and was struggling with whether or not it was polite to do so. Raising an eyebrow, Riku leaned over and snatched the mistletoe from Sora's hands so he couldn't be distracted. "Say what's on your mind, will ya? Also, I don't think someone like you needs a thing like this. You can get whoever you want, right? Whether they be male or female; it's all the same to you."

Sora had no idea whether or not he was supposed to be offended by that statement, and chose to overlook it. He crossed his arms across his chest before leaning back and narrowing his eyes at his friend. "I wanted to know what you were doing for the holidays. You don't act like much of a fun-seeker so I can't imagine you doing anything but homework over the vacation."

"I do it the first day, yeah but after that even I have plans. But our vacation isn't for another few weeks with Thanksgiving being a few days away and all. I'm guessing you mean for Christmas and New Years, right? Christmas my folks come on over and it's a big deal with trading presents and stuff and around New Years we all just sit around and drink while watching the ball drop. It's more like we have a lot of parties in between that time too. Since everyone's together for a week or two out of the entire year, we make the most of it. Not that any of that would matter to you. I'm sure you have a lot of places to go to for the holidays."

Sora's eyes widened. He hadn't expected that Riku was so attached to his family members. With the way he acted around the students of the school, he really thought that this loner wouldn't even care to bother for the holidays. Then again, when Riku spoke of his family before the topic had given the boy a fantastic glow that made Sora want to be around him more, and Sora really liked that. However, the brunette was envious of that. Sora's home life wasn't anything like that of Riku's and it hadn't been like that since he was ten. If things had gone differently back then, he would still have a reason to celebrate the holidays in a happy manner. Thinking on the memories made his happy mood and smile falter, and Riku leaned in a little closer to stare into Sora's eyes and then poke him on the forehead.

"Hey!" Sora chuckled and swatted Riku's hand away. The boy had taken to smiling a hell of a lot more when he was with Sora, especially while they were in class, and it caused the brunette to blush a little. There was just something about that smile that made him possessive of it and happy at the same time that it was only shown for him. Snatching the mistletoe from Riku's hand, Sora got up and began to walk away from him. "My holidays aren't as fancy as yours but I do hope that I'll have a lot of fun too…" He left Riku to ponder what he meant by that as he wandered to go find Kairi or Selphie and show them what he had made. He needed some kind of approval now that he hadn't been engaging in trysts for a while, and Sora wondered if he could get away with it today as well.

There was just something off about him once he and Riku made up. He wasn't in the mood to go around screwing any of the guys and whenever they tried to corner him and see what was going on with him, Sora became very good at avoiding them or made the girls send notes to explain that he just wasn't feeling it. Although, in Kairi and Selphie's eyes they believed that Sora was maturing and finally was giving up the ridiculous notion that he would only find real acceptance and love in sex, but that was not the case. Sora was incredibly sexually frustrated and it was channeled to only one being, and he really didn't want to admit it to himself. If he did that, it would only lead to a downward spiral, and he couldn't afford that.

Sora left his classroom and walked down the hall to see Kairi in the doorway of the committee room and very pleased to see him. Sora plastered a wide smile on his face, aiming to fool the redhead so she would just give him the rest of his work and would be happy with the little mistletoe he created. Of course, Kairi had known him practically forever and knew a fake smile when she saw one. Snatching the creation out of his hands, she checked over it before nodding in approval and called out to Selphie. Said girl took it from her with as she hopped around through her own bubble of happiness and then left the two friends to talk to one another.

There was one thing that no one but Sora knew about Kairi, and that was that the girl's strength was unparalleled to anyone—even the guys on the basketball or football teams couldn't compare to the masculine strength that she possessed. Sora had never been able to figure it out, but Kairi was just as sweet and adorably cute as how hard she could knock you off your ass and make you wonder why there wasn't any breath in your lungs. So, while Selphie had left both Kairi and Sora to wander around the school together, Sora got a slapful of maroon hair in his mouth until she swung an arm around his neck and practically dragged him out of the room without free will. Sora had no time whatsoever to even try and oppose Kairi—he couldn't do such a thing even if he wanted to; she was some kind of Amazon anyway—and he just let her take him up the stairs and to one of the secluded staircases that almost met to the roof.

Sora was on his butt on a step before he knew it. Kairi was sitting next to him, perfectly poised with her back straight and staring ahead of them like she was waiting for her friend to talk first. She already knew that something was wrong with Sora before anyone could even comment on it, and it was about damn time that they would converse about it. The brunette fidgeted for a good minute, wondering how he could even begin to explain the weird feelings circulating around his stomach, and realized that it shouldn't even be this difficult to talk about. After all, Kairi was one of the first people he explained his necessity to fuck around with half of the guys in their year, his necessity to be touched to achieve a higher form of tender, loving care because he couldn't get it anywhere else. It wasn't supposed to this difficult and yet it was because Sora knew he wanted to touch someone who was out of reach—someone who he met because of fooling around and never brought it up again.

Kairi sighed just as Sora finally opened his mouth to speak. "I'm horny," he stated and she just gave him a look. Pouting at the girl next to him, Sora started to fidget. He picked at his fingers—pulling on one and then another until he got to the pinky on his left hand before switching to the right. Kairi was not amused by his behavior and slapped his hands before crossing her arms. She thought that Sora might have been over this whole achieving love by sex like most teenagers their age seemed to believe in, but for him it was a little more than just that. She really did have hope that due to Riku's influence in his life he had given up destroying himself little by little. She had too much faith apparently, and she knew that since she didn't know how to properly help Sora she couldn't judge him completely either.

"When are you not?" Was what left her mouth instead of all the things she wanted to tell Sora. She loved him like a brother, and wanted to free him from the prison that he isolated himself in. She wanted to take him away, save him from his destructive habits because she knew that he was chipping his soul away little by little, and even though he had childish dreams of falling in love with some kind of fairytale prince on a white horse—he would never achieve it because Sora didn't know what real love was. He couldn't know what real love was, only that it was different from what he had seen from his family; if they could be called a family that was.

Sora's shoulders hunched, his knees drew up to his chest as he scooted back a little, and he wrapped his arms around them. His chin pressed against the top of his knees and he could immediately feel Kairi's unhappiness at his state. Sora knew that Kairi wanted him to be better, to give up stupid thoughts of love and happiness in the arms of someone else, but he couldn't help it. He didn't know how to stop himself, and so he drew into the arms of people he thought were trustworthy even though they really didn't give the time of day to care about him. Well, Tidus was a little different than most of Sora's partners because he actively asked for a date, but even so it's not as if he didn't just want to fuck Sora for more than many months before he even gathered the feelings to debate about asking him out.

Sora had gotten tired of giving himself away repeatedly to people who just saw him as a sexual object. He did want to just be around someone—someone attractive like Riku of course—that didn't treat him in such a manner and seemed to like his company. And that was the reason in which Sora hated himself now; he was sexually attracted to Riku and every time he fucking smiled that perfect smile of his, it was like a mirror of the happiness that Sora felt whenever he was around him these days, he just wanted to mash their lips and their crotches together and see if Riku could make him sing a hymn that he hadn't sung in ages. He also felt as if he was betraying Riku in some manner because he couldn't know of these kinds of sexual feelings burning inside of him, and seeing as Riku thought himself to be straight or normal, Sora was not allowed to go around and try to convert him. If he dared to try that then he would be breaking the bonds of their friendship and it was all just too damn complicated.

Moving his chin away from his knees, Sora pressed his forehead in the same exact spot and groaned. Kairi waited until he drew a gigantic breath before ruffling his hair in a way of apology and in order to express that she would always be there for him. After all, what could she do? She was a mere girl who had tried to love Sora in another form but neither of them had such chemistry and with the one kiss they shared, the instance their lips met it was just an abject no, and they vowed to just make one another happy by choosing the perfect partner. Of course, that was all before Kairi found out what was wrong with Sora and how that mission seemed nearly impossible, but with Riku around these days, she had some kind of faith that he could be the one that Sora could rely on. That was if Sora would allow himself to rely on someone like Riku.

Then again, Sora had a tendency to want to need someone else, and yet he didn't want to rely on others. If he did, then he would be left vulnerable and as fragile as he actually was but didn't admit to, there was no way he should have to go through it; he couldn't go through it. Leaning in, Kairi nudged Sora's shoulder with her head. Once he looked up at her, she smiled softly down at him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. It was a customary thing—to kiss him on the cheek and actively explain that things would work out sooner or later, or at least to give him some form of hope—because if she did that then Sora could smile again and be himself. Or at least he would be the "self" that everyone was accustomed to knowing. It was a façade that he had in order to keep himself afloat, because he knew too many things that he should never have known and suffered too many things he should never have suffered.

And because she hated seeing him in such a state, all Kairi could do was encourage him so that he didn't fall into utter despair. "Why haven't you taken care of it yet, then? The whole being horny thing? It's not like you to hold yourself back like you have been. Tidus is getting really worried because you don't even really look at him these days. You know that he really does like you and all. Why don't you just give him a try? He could—" She bit her lip; the words "he could help you" hanging in the air between them and making Sora stiffen. Swallowing thickly, Kairi realized that she had to change the entire course of the conversation if she wanted to avoid Sora's pouting or even worse—something he hadn't done since the last huge fight they had when they were ten—a full on avoidance and silence clause. She giggled nervously and shook her head, "Nevermind! I'm sure that you don't really want to be with him then and—"

"I can't see myself with Tidus like that, and you know that. I've tried to get some other feeling with him, but it doesn't work in real life like it does in the movies. You can't just force yourself to like someone even if you like having sex with or kissing them. If it worked out that way then don't you think I would be with someone right now? I know how awesome Tidus could be for me, but I just…I can't. I really can't and even though I want to, even though I wanna try someone, anyone else—" Sora huffed as he pushed his cramped legs out in front of him and pressed his hands to the floor beneath him at his sides. He didn't look at Kairi anymore, but he stared hard at the ceiling. He knew that his love life would probably take a turn for the cute and fuzzies—something he really wanted but he knew he would never get—if he settled for Tidus, but he didn't want to have to settle because that's what his family convinced him that he would be able to do. If he didn't graduate high school, he would settle for a GED or he would have to settle for dropping out completely really. And then again, it didn't matter if he graduated or dropped out because Sora didn't even really exist in that place…

And then there was this whole thing with Riku. He couldn't identify why it was such a big deal to him to be more than incidentally attracted to him. After all, Sora was attracted to a lot of the guys in the school, most of which he had had in his mouth or inside of him, and for those fraction of moments he was blissful and at the peak of happiness. But of course, he could continue to smile—a smile that would reach his eyes if he was somewhat fulfilled, but there was also a painful ache that no one but Kairi completely understood. And it he let Riku in…if he let him understand the ache, would he be able to do anything to alleviate it? He didn't know, and thinking about explaining who he is and what he's really about scares the hell out of him. Sora comes off as an open book; he's cheerful and bright and so damn happy, but that façade crumbles at times and he can only look to Kairi for advice, and he's certain that even she is unsure on how to help him.

Kairi blinked a few times, her mind was trying to catch up with Sora's words which were said so fast that she was a little confused if she had heard correctly. Did this mean that he did have someone he liked and that he didn't want to admit it? But would that person even be able to take the time to get to know Sora, the real Sora and not the half that he always showed to everyone so that they would leave him alone? Would they be able to accept the flaws that he has which drove him to crave the attention that he seeks out, and would they be able to do something about it? Kairi wasn't so sure, and so she could only nibble on her lip again and press a hand to Sora's shoulder. "Then don't go for Tidus…but go for the person that you really seem to like. He can't be all that bad if you really like him right?"

Now Sora turned his face to look at her, and he shook his head. If he even hinted at Riku that he liked him their whole friendship would be reduced to pieces and Sora needed him like a lifeline. Riku was the complete opposite of him; the way that he wanted to be but couldn't. They understood each other on an intellectual level—if their regular chats that were moved from the roof to other places within the school building could be called that—and he very much enjoyed them because no one else but Kairi seemed to (as much as Sora let her understand anyway). Riku just got him, and that was why they had stayed on speaking terms even though Sora was a nympho and Riku was the antisocial guy of their classroom. So of course, Sora couldn't just throw that all away by saying, hey I've got the hots for you and you know that I'm pretty good at pleasing my partners so why not have a quickie with me inside of the school's bathroom? No, it just wouldn't work out. He could not let Riku find this out about him.

Kairi was about to ask Sora why couldn't he explain that he felt something around this guy. What made him so damn special and so out of reach that he suddenly acted as if he was a tainted being? Sora wasn't an angel, despite the childish exterior and everyone knew what kind of reputation he held, but that didn't mean he was tainted. He just had a small problem that needed to be remedied and although Kairi wanted to help him with it, she didn't know how and there was no way that Sora would ever be able to go and see a shrink. If they had money for things like that and if his guardian would ever let that happen then maybe he would have been alright by now. She opened her mouth, ready to respond when someone slowly trudged up the staircase as if alerting them of their presence.

Turning to sit straight again, Kairi peered down the staircase and was a little surprised to see Riku there. He had just walked up a few flights from their classroom, and was also donning a Christmas sticker of a wreath on his left cheek. He didn't look amused by having the thing sticking to his face, nor did he seem thrilled to find them slacking off and chatting on the staircase. That was when both Sora and Kairi could see that in Riku's hands was a long, silver garland that rivaled the boy's own locks. He was holding it like some sort of whip, and the pair of them figured out that they couldn't take any more time off to settle Sora's issues and had to get back to work posthaste.

Mumbling about how sorry they were for forgetting their work, Kairi got up quicker than Sora and looked back at him, only to see a slight tinge of pink on his cheeks. Smarter than more people gave her credit for, she looked over at Riku and smiled softly. Perhaps it could work out after all; if only they were given the right nudge. Sora only had a small grasp of his feelings and Kairi was certain that if given a little preempting then maybe he would be able to take hold of his emotions towards Riku. Walking down to the silverette, she removed him of his post and grabbed the garland with both hands before wrapping it around her neck. She didn't say anything to either Riku or Sora as she left them together; she didn't really have to say anything at this point, she was going to have to wait a little longer before Sora admitted that he absolutely and one hundred percent liked Riku more than he expected. It shouldn't be long with how much he wants to fall in love, and Kairi would be the one to guide him.

As she made it back to the classroom, two boys were left in her wake positively confused—or at least one was while the other was simply trying to understand why his heart palpitated as Riku turned his attentions back on him. It was only a simple sexual attraction, wasn't it? After all, now that Riku had been the object of his wet dreams for the past few nights, it was hard to look at him and not want to do anything to him; not to mention the fact that there he was smirking as if he caught Sora with his hand painted red and began walking up towards him. No, nothing could happen between them because if it did then everything would be over. Sora couldn't let Riku know of his panic, and as the brunette stood up to leave, his friend had made it to where he was sitting and they bumped into each other.

Luckily, neither of them fell down the stairs; they were able to hold onto the banisters in time, but Riku had also grabbed Sora's arm. The palpitations had grown fierce in his little chest, and Sora wasn't sure if he could even breathe properly now with Riku so close to him. They were facing each other now, torsos pressed together through the fabric of their uniforms and Sora wanted to lean on his tip toes and just press a kiss to Riku's mouth. The lips were pulled into a frown, more out of worry than displeasure at their position, and Sora unconsciously licked his lips. Just a little more and their lips would touch and they would know what the other truly feels like, and Sora was sure that nothing else in the world would be able to compare—he was sure that it would probably feel better than sex with someone else.

His eyes had closed without his notice as he was pressed onto Riku for only a minute or two, and then he jumped back as if burned by his skin. Sora didn't seriously imagine that Riku's lips against his own were much better than sex with someone else right? If he did then that would mean…but it couldn't be true because if it did then…Sora looked at Riku in abject horror before ducking past Riku's side and darting down the stairs. He had to get away from him; he had to be away from Riku before he did something very stupid, something that ruin the course of their friendship. If Sora admitted that he liked Riku more than just a little bit, if he admitted that he grew to have feelings for him that pushed through the boundaries of friendship and even past a fuck buddy—even if they weren't at such a stage yet—then Sora would have to explain everything about himself. He would have to show his vulnerabilities to someone other than Kairi, and given the fact that Riku had seen Sora bent over a table and walking to the shed with Tidus that lone day, the fact that he knew of someone else's conquests over Sora and was able to watch…he couldn't.

Sora wanted to fall for someone, anyone but Riku. He only wanted to be friends with Riku because he was the only one who was able to semi understand him like Kairi but without knowing all the details that she did. If they could maintain a friendship, and only a friendship then he wouldn't have to feel so dirty and revolting as if he was betraying Riku in his heart and soul because of what he wanted to do. Sora thought of Riku as the angelic pure one even if that belied his persona towards everyone else. He was the pure one instead of Sora and he didn't want to sully that image he had of Riku by the thoughts and desires he had for him.

He continued to run until he reached their classroom, grabbed all of his things, and without another word to anyone else, he ran down the corridor and out of the school. Sora could make it home before anyone else and hole it up in his room. He could try and forget about who he is and everything that had made him the way he is until it was night and memories would come flooding back not to mention the house wouldn't consist of only one person any longer.

Sora could pretend, because that was what he did best. Except Riku didn't let him pretend, and that why he was so dangerous to like or hang out with in the first place. The mask would break and Sora wasn't sure if he wanted to let it break yet. He was only going to maintain a friendship, the next day he would apologize for acting so weird and running away. He could do it, as long as he tried to pretend because that's all he ever did.