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 and Riku's parents 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's different from most people. He's cheerful, fun to be around, and has a lustful disposition. Despite the latter being a usual problem, he ends up making a new friend after being caught in the act. How will Riku cope with such a guy around him?
Notes: I'm not entirely too sure if I'm happy with this chapter, but it does make you guys question things more. All will inevitably be revealed, but for now handle some good ol' family time. That and I just love Kairi's & Sora's relationship, don't you? Oh yes, and there's a change in the summary too. What do you guys think?

Chapter Five: the background noise

The following day was nothing but chaos and confusion that caused Riku to break the pencil within his hand and to chuck the pieces at the wall beside the bedroom door in which his sister had barged in through. It was around six in the morning, and in order for him to commute to school and be prompt, he had to wake up. Fortunately, he was already awake due to the fact that he couldn't sleep properly lest he thought of Sora and his odd reaction towards him. Riku couldn't understand him sometimes, just when he believed that he had the bubbly brunette all figured out then he does something that's completely out of this world and makes him believe that he lost his damned mind. He really tried his best to understand Sora's thought process, and the more he tried the greater the headache pounded against his brain.

"Ri~" Sae continued to call out to him from behind the door. She closed it the second she saw the pencil in his hands and listened as it made contact with the door. Of course she knew about teenage rebellion and the hormones going to the head and yadda yadda yadda which explained that teens were just stressed out all the time but it was too early in the morning for this. Her mom and dad were making breakfast for the family together, and Sae had yet to have her morning coffee, and her brother was being a little idiot and it was just way too fucking early. So she tried to be all sweet until he yelled at her from behind the door and then she pounded it with her fist like a raging elephant. She was contemplating homicide due to having no caffeinated drinks in her system and Riku being a prissy little bitch. "Get out of there and get ready!"

"Go away!" He shouted back at her, and again Sae banged on the door like a wild animal. Riku was not in the mood for his sister's shenanigans so early in the morning, and he knew that he was acting like some spoiled brat but he didn't care. All of his thoughts this morning were centered on Sora and why he behaved the way he did. They were friends; steadily growing closer and learning more and more about each other so why did it feel like the brunette was always trying to maintain his distance with Riku? Did he simply not want to be his friend anymore or was there something else eating away at him? Sora was just so damn confusing and Riku didn't know how he was going to be able to get through whatever defenses he was putting up.

Sighing, Riku closed his eyes and rubbed at his temples. The throbbing ache in his head was most certainly not going to go away if he continued to think about this. He was going to have to see Sora and corner him later on today in order to figure out what was going on. The closer he got to the boy, the farther it seemed he was moving away from him. Were all friendships like this; both people—two very inherently different people—trying to get close but also trying to pull away from one another? It was maddening, and Riku did not like it one bit. This was mainly the reason why he didn't try at interpersonal relations; it was just too much damn work mixed in with various states of confusion. People were always so confusing to him.

Sae had had enough already, if her brother was going to be a little brat and shut himself in his room then she was going to do everything in her power to bring him out of there. Preparing herself, she rolled her shoulders and straightened her back before pushing the door and letting it hit the wall with a loud bang. It was effective as it brought Riku out of his thoughts and he stared at his sister before an angry look slowly tugged at his features. He had been sitting in his computer chair right beside his desk, his body facing the door so that way he could throw the pencil at his sister when she barged in, but seeing as he let go of his ammunition prior to her entrance, Riku was at a loss of what to do now. He stood up the moment that Sae had barged into the room, the two of them staring each other down for what seemed like an eternity; somewhere in the distance they were certain that they could hear a tune from a western playing in the background.

Riku's hands flexed for a moment, but that was all the time it took for Sae to launch herself at him. She tackled him with all of her might, bringing them both down hard on his mattress and an all-out wrestling match ensued. They grunted as they tried to defeat one another, tugging on each other's hair and trying to make the other into an uncomfortable pretzel formation that had seen once upon a time ago on television. Both Sae and Riku were pretty much wearing one another out, and as the grappled each other on the bed, they were also laughing breathlessly. It was quite fun to have a sibling for things like this—they were releasing a lot more tension than they realized they had.

Neither of them noticed that they were causing a tremendous amount of ruckus within their home until their mother approached the room. She had been making breakfast alongside her husband, singing sweetly for she seemed to feel that the day was going to be a beautiful one and she could not help but spread the good cheer. Her husband beside her was the first to notice their children having a screaming match up the stairs of their two-story home and he had paid it no mind until he heard the thumps coming from Riku's room. He and his wife exchanged a look before having a match of rock-paper-scissors in order to figure out whose turn it was to go and look after him. It was unfortunate that the wife had lost and so with a sigh and a quick hit to her cackling husband's shoulder, she climbed the staircase to her son's room. She wasn't completely surprised by what she had found.

Taking a sharp breath, the woman stood in the doorframe and poised her knuckles to her waist. She watched as her two children—who were really too old to be doing this in the morning, honestly—were engaged in a wrestling battle and neither seemed to be losing nor winning at this point. She shook her head as they collided with the wall beside Riku's bed, so close to the window where the sunlight was draping in and figured that enough was enough. "Are the two of you done yet or shall I call in the WWE in order to settle this more appropriately?!" Her exclamation had practically made time stop for the two siblings who held each other in identical headlocks. Slowly but surely they pulled away from each other to look over at the door and smile sheepishly at their mother.

Time kicked in full swing as Sae and Riku scrambled to get out of each other's holds which resulted in the two of them rolling off the bed and onto the floor with pained gasps. Their mother closed her eyes and shook her head before opening them again and staring at the two of them. She didn't know when she began raising circus attractions instead of two independent individuals, and perhaps she should have conversed with her husband about that more. It could have been the sugar intake when she was pregnant at those two different times that resulted in all of this.

"Morning mom!"

"Mornin'."

Both Riku and Sae stood up bashfully beside one another, hanging their heads so they didn't have to look at their mother directly in the face. They hadn't expected that they were making so much noise that either of their parents would come to get them. Both Sae and Riku were utterly embarrassed by being seen in such a state despite how much fun it was.

Their mother chuckled before turning away and starting down the stairs. "Breakfast is just about ready, come down the both of you. And see to it that you're both properly dressed!" She waved her hand dismissively as she wandered down to the kitchen, another laugh bubbling out of her throat as she pictured her children looking at each other, then their states of dress before scrambling around to put on clothes for the day. She hoped that they had bathed already, seeing as she heard the shower come on at three in the morning. She listened to the rush of footsteps as both Sae and Riku hurriedly dressed themselves before running down the staircase like a herd of elephants. She already had in her hands a spatula and the pan was full of scrambled eggs as they pushed each other out of the way so that they could get to their seats at the table. Anyone would have thought this may or may not have been an auspicious day, but for those in this home it was just a regular morning.

"Rie is this enough toast or should I make some more?" The woman turned to regard her husband who had made more than enough toast for the four of them and she motioned to him that it was enough. She didn't know if her children were going to stuff their faces with as much of it as they possibly could, but there was definitely enough.

Sae and Riku were now in their seats, poking each other with their forks and mischievous smiles tugging at their lips. Rie gave them both a look and they promptly dropped their forks in order to look at her like two kicked puppies. Rie vaguely wondered again where she went wrong in raising them. Dropping eggs onto their plates, she told them to fix their drinks themselves and to choose their sides that were laid out before them. Only on certain days both of their parents would fix a breakfast meal together and have everyone sit at the table as if it were dinner time. This was in order for the parents to discuss plans for the week after or to catch up with their children if they had arrived home late the night before, which they did.

It was necessary for them to have what Sae and Riku called "obligatory family time" but it wasn't really forced, and they didn't truly hate it anyway. Sometimes it felt annoying because Sae and Riku would rather rush off to their prospective schools (such as Riku had aimed to do today in order to corner Sora) but it wasn't something that they wished was never done. Even Riku liked to be able to talk with his family instead of feel as if they didn't really know him.

Poking her brother's side with her fork once their mother had stopped looking at them; Sae tilted her chin to the pitcher of coffee by his hand. He made sure that their parents weren't looking either before jabbing her side with his own eating utensil and then passed her the pitcher with a smirk. Sae made a couple of gestures to remark that she was going to beat him up once they left the premises as they had to take the same train together, but Riku merely flipped his hair in a mockery of his sister. If anyone else on the world had ever seen him like this, they would probably think of him as a completely foreign person as to the way he acts in school.

Sae was going to make another rude gesture to her brother, but their mother chose that time to turn and look at them. Honestly, they still acted as if they were two five year olds instead of their actual ages. With a stern look that grew throughout her motherhood, both Sae and Riku immediately began stuffing their faces in an act of redemption. If they ate, then they wouldn't have to talk much but then Sae had a wonderful idea of taking the attention off of her and more so onto her brother.

Gulping down some of the food and washing it through her throat with some coffee, she smiled sweetly at her brother before casually asking, "So when's the wedding?"

Riku was drinking orange juice at that point in time which managed to be spit out of his mouth lest it come out through his nose. He unintentionally sprayed his father who had to wipe his glasses off with a napkin before pushing them back onto his face with a look. Rie on the other hand was sitting beside her husband with a fork ready to strike into the heart of her plate, but was poised in mid-attack. She was interested in what her daughter was trying to get at by the peculiar question.

"What are you talking about?" Riku snapped at his sister while she grinned at him knowingly.

Taking her toast and ripping a piece of it to put in her mouth, Sae answered him slowly as if she had all the time in the world to torture her younger brother. "Well, you seemed very concentrated on the wallpaper of your room earlier and you looked…dare I say, a little heartbroken? Did you have a lover's spat or are you going to confess your love to some girl?" She batted her lashes at him for the full effect while their parents slowly looked to one another and then at their son.

Riku sputtered and glared at his elder sister before his mother calmly asked if Sae was telling the truth. He had no idea how to answer them because no, he wasn't going to confess to anyone let alone someone like Sora who was confusing him in more ways than one, and he wasn't about to have anyone grill him over the fact that he had a friend and they were quasi-fighting again. Riku turned his gaze down to his plate as if the happy breakfast meal had offended him instead of his kin and thought of all the possible ways to escape this situation.

He couldn't think of any.

Meanwhile, as Riku was trying to count all of his possible exits from obligatory family time, Sora was not having a pleasant morning either. He woke up earlier than usual, an hour before his alarm even rang before smacking him in the face (for it was on the shelf right above his bed and came down every morning) and he knew that there was no point in trying to get back to sleep. He rubbed at his face in his sleepy state, sitting up in bed while he could hear the creaking sounds of bedsprings and immediately wished that he could knock himself out all over again.

If he left his room to go to the bathroom and do his morning routine, then they would know that he was awake and Sora did not want to deal with that. So he sat on his bed, his blanket being crumpled underneath his closed fist as loud moans travelled through the walls and plagued his mind with their urgency to come so close to finishing. Sora tried to think of something—anything that was better than this. He tried to imagine that he was far away from here, that what was happening in the next room wasn't real and somehow time was turning back…farther and farther from the present so much that—

It didn't work as he heard the penetrating scream of pleasure from his brother's mouth. It was enough to make Sora turn his head to glare at the offending wall at his left and then throw his pillow at it. Of course it didn't help that the creaking got louder and a loud growl followed after ten more minutes passed. The brunette was positively disgusted, and now that they were finished it would take another hour or so before either of them bathed and rushed out of the house.

Shuffling on his bed, he turned to the shelf above and reached up to find his cell phone. After a few misses, and a few items collapsing onto him, he found it at last and sent a quick message to Kairi. The damned thing was paid for by his lonesome and was without a plan, therefore he had to pay for it as he went and the only one he ever contacted was Kairi. She managed to talk him into buying it for emergencies and his sanity was trickling down as he heard the muffled conversation through his wall. They were getting ready for round two, and he wasn't sure if he could take that.

Bad enough he had to listen to the end of round one; he was not going to be a voyeur for the second time around, not if he could help it.

The phone vibrated against his chest and the tiny screen illuminated against his face. He read the message quick before sighing with relief and then as swift as he could without any noise, he gathered his clothes and bag for the day. Sora was lucky that his window wasn't all that high up, despite being on the second floor of the complex. It was a relatively short house and so he could just drop out of the window and roll on their side lawn. Good thing he hadn't trimmed it either; the mower was broken and that man was going to have it repaired so that Sora could get to working again, but that wasn't for a good while.

Another moan filled the air and Sora made a grotesque face before raising his middle finger to the wall beyond. He hated listening to them every few days, and he was sure that this had gone on from last night until that moment. The thought of his brother quivering underneath him and panting just for him was just too much to bear. He was certain that if things had gone differently years ago then neither of the siblings would be as fucked up when it came to their libidos as it was.

One more text message from Kairi made Sora spring into action. He opened his window as quietly as he could before pausing to make sure that neither of them could hear his escape. So far so good, and so he inclined his head out of the window to see Kairi down below fully dressed but without a good brushing of her hair. She didn't even have makeup on and that gave Sora a tug at his heartstrings, for Kai wouldn't come down busted looking for just anyone. He almost smiled down at her if it weren't for the next groan and the banging against the wall that made him roll his eyes and throw his stuff out the window in his haste to get out.

Kairi couldn't quite catch everything and so Sora's bag of clothes spilled onto the grass, but it was no matter. As long as she caught Sora and the people in his home didn't realize he was leaving right there and then, he would be safe and sound. With a worried look back up to his window, she watched as he paused once again and waited for another disturbing sound to erupt from the next room. Of course his brother didn't do him wrong and another wanton moan filled the entire house and made Sora blush. Kairi threw a pebble at him to focus and motioned for him to come down already.

Shaking his head, Sora willed his thoughts to change and began crawling out the window. Luckily, there were some spaces within the panels and stones of the outside of the house in which Sora could get down from. He had done this so many times that he had them all memorized, and could practically do this with his eyes closed. Still, he had to be cautious because the one whom his brother was entertaining could hear a twig snap in the middle of sex and chaos would ensue. Step by step and inching down slowly, Sora made it down onto the grass and collected his things from his friend. It didn't mean he was home free though, they still had to wade through the lawn before taking off to her car that was parked a block away.

Kairi lived several blocks from Sora's own home, and although his house was much closer to the school than hers, he would rather she drive them both than run out of his complex and have to face his family. It was already too early in the morning, he had listened to them have sex in the room beside his own, and what was worse was that his body was responding to the sounds and wild images filling his head. Disgusted with himself beyond all belief, Sora grabbed onto Kairi's arm and started moving even quicker through the grass and down the block to the car. He had to get away from there as soon as possible, how he had put up with this for so many years he didn't even know.

A few minutes later, they found themselves in the car just sitting there while the engine hummed. Kairi hadn't pulled out yet and just kept glancing over at her friend while her eyes were filled with worry. "Sora…" she began, but the boy promptly put his hand up in an attempt to stop her. He wasn't in the mood to talk about it; they both knew that this had been going on for as long as they could remember and anything Sora had to say on the matter was moot. Kairi's family had planned to take the little brunette away after the accident many years ago, but due to his loyalty to his brother, Sora stayed and this was what he was left with.

His hand dropped and he kept his gaze out in front of him. "Let's just go to your house and get ourselves ready. I don't want to even think about them right now." Kairi's head whipped around to the front as she began to pull out and drive away. No matter how much she wanted to interfere with her best friend's life, there were just some things that she left alone. If and when Sora finally decided to have his own life and to take care of the responsibilities of leaving a place that did nothing for him, she would be there, but until that time came, Kairi would just have to deal.

"As you wish your majesty," she said to him as she revved on the gas and began driving.

About an hour and a half later, the two of them were on their way to school and Sora was picking at his hands again. Kairi clucked her tongue at him because she wouldn't dare take her hands off of the wheel—mostly that was her cousin Xion's fault—and started explaining why he shouldn't do that. "What have you got to be nervous about now? This morning was an adventure and we made it through. So, what's the big idea?"

She turned sharply into the driveway before slamming on the brakes to give Sora a mini heart attack. He knew that Kairi only did that whenever she had to get her point across and that was usually when he was being ridiculous. Although he knew that, Sora still glared at her and dropped his hands in order to rub them against his pants. "You know as well as I do that I ran out of the school yesterday and all the way home. You called me like five times last night."

"Yeah, and you didn't pick up the phone. So I assumed that something happened with Riku and I was graciously waiting for you to bring up the topic. Tell me what happened with Mr. Handsome." She parked the car, turned off the ignition, and then turned so she could give him the utmost attention.

Rubbing his hands against his pants some more, Sora pouted. "Do I have to?" Kairi smacked his hands and nodded, which only made him moan and groan about how unfair she was being. Still, she didn't relent and she wouldn't until he gave her what she wanted. Gossip in Sora's personal life was something she liked to know and keep hidden—whatever he chose to tell her in any case. She looked down at her phone, counting the minutes it took for him to stop messing around, and then laughed when he tried to steal it from her. Kairi ended up elbowing him in the stomach, which sent the two of them having some kind of tugging and pulling war and making the car shake.

"People are probably wondering what we're doing in here you know. Maybe they'll even question if you're aiming for the girls next." Kairi giggled and Sora squealed out her name. "I'm just sayin'."

Sitting back in the passenger seat like a normal person, Sora shook his head. "Anyway, Riku and I were on the staircase and I almost fell. Well, I did fall but like…I fell into him and he caught me. It was no big deal, you know. But then something really weird happened. I closed my eyes, caught my breath, and some really weird and crazy thought ran into my head like some kinda background noise or a voice in my head or something. It was just really weird and then I ran into the room and out the school with all of my stuff. I think it's time for us to get to class you know?"

Kairi grabbed him by the back of his shirt as he tried to open the car door and climb out. She tugged him hard, making him lay in her lap and gave him a pointed look. "What did you think about, Sora?" She said his name slow, counteracting his rushed sentences in which he made a vague description; she knew he was just skirting around the issue. "Well?"

Running his tongue across his lips, Sora was trying to think of all the things he could say, but knew it would be meaningless. "Well, I…" He clamped his lips together, rubbing the skin of his lips against each other as if he didn't want the words to come out. He had no choice in the matter because Kairi tapped against them, still waiting for him to admit what it was that he didn't want to. She wasn't physically forcing him to talk at the moment, but her stare showed that she already knew way too much. They couldn't hold back in their friendship anymore after all, she let him have sex whenever he felt the urge and even gave him an okay more than half the time. All she did tell him was to be safe.

"I thought about what if I was sorta kinda maybe in love with Riku. But I mean, he and I don't know each other all that well and we haven't been in school together for a long time and all so…"

"So you think it's because you're a hopeless romantic that you might have some sort of crush on him? That's—" She wanted to say "preposterous" but it could also be true. Sora didn't have feelings for the guys he messed with and most certainly never held a conversation that spanned past the time they screwed each other's brains out. He could definitely mix his feelings of an adequate boy-boy friendship for having some romantic inclinations, but he genuinely looked happy around with Riku. The way he acted around the pensive boy was very different than the way he acted around any other male that didn't count to be in his family. "Well, don't tell me you're going to give it a rest being his friend now just because you might have a crush on him."

Sora was finding that he was a little comfortable in Kairi's lap, especially since the school bell was probably going to ring soon. "But if I get too close and do really like him, what am I going to do? Kai, you know that he's different from anyone and he gets me more than anyone else gets me…if I really really do like him then he'll have to know everything there is to know about me. He'll have to know about you, me, them, the past—all of it Kai. He's going have to know all of it. How is he going to treat me then?!" He swallowed thickly before swiping his tongue against his lips again.

"You and I won't know until you find out. I'm always going to be here, Sora. You can't get rid of me anymore; we've crossed the path of friendship into being like siblings. I'm not going to leave you, alright?" Kairi leaned in and pressed her friendship against his, making her hair fall against Sora's face. She whispered one more time, "I'm not leaving you." She could feel the boy in her lap tremble, and knew he was bound to cry soon enough.

"We're going to be late…" he whispered shakily, and then pushed Kairi's head off of his before sitting up. "I'll just face him today and say sorry and make up some story of how I didn't feel too good. I'll just put it behind us."

Kairi stared at him worriedly before a certain moody guy passed the car window. "You better get to it then. He just crossed the driveway and is going into the school. He also doesn't look too happy about this morning; maybe you should go and be cheerful for him?" She cocked her head to the side and tried to smile for Sora's sake, but the moment she told him to run straight to Riku, he didn't think twice. Sitting by herself in the car, she felt a little dejected and watched Sora run into the school. "Good luck," she said before grabbing her own things and starting her day.