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Impulsions : Chapter Two

Title: Impulsions
Author: alexsjaan
Most Recent Rating (MRR): M
Pairing: RikuxSora
Spoilers: None
Warnings: Smut. Angst. AU. Smut.

Summary: The teenagers of of Destiny Island had grown up together. They'd always been friends and they intended to stay that way for the rest of their days. On the night of Kairi's birthday, everything seems like it might change. Relationships will change, for better or worse, and the teenagers will discover just what hormones and mood swings can do to what were supposed to be life-long friendships.

Previous chapters: Impulsions : Chapter One

A/N: first i would like to say hello to this community and everyone in it.

now that that's down. this is my first rikuxsora fic, but because i just joined this community last night, i'm posting straight to the second chapter. if you want to read the first chapter (and i suggest you do) just click that little link up under previous chapters and it'll send you to fanfiction.net.

Cross-posted to other communities.

Impulsions : Chapter Two

"How about... One last kiss?"

Sora didn't have time to respond, because Riku's lips were upon his again in less than a second. In perfect timing, his door opened again.

"Sora, what did you do to Ha- S-Sora!" His mother's voice halted and the two boys broke their third kiss, turning simultaneously.

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"It's not what... I mean, I wasn't- I didn't-" Sora's eyes were large and panicked, frantic to find some way to explain what his mother had walked in on. "Mom..." Sora's voice came out a hopeless whimper and his chin fell to his chest. Being found kissing his best friend wasn't something he could exactly cover with a little white lie. His mom had seen the action with her own two eyes. Haru... You don't have any idea what you just did...

"Mrs. Miyake... This is entirely my fault," Riku admitted, pulling himself to his face. His head pounded and his vision blurred for a moment. The hang over he'd felt initially waking up came rushing back without something pleasant to draw his mind away from it. Inwardly, Riku was panicking as much as Sora. This woman was someone he'd grown up around. She trusted him, and on multiple occasions had referred to his as "a respectable young man"; what was she going to think about him now? And what if his parents were to find out? That wouldn't go down very well. Despite his sexual openness around his friends, his parents knew nothing of what their son did when he was out of the house. Riku had always intended to keep it that way.

Sora's head snapped up. Hadn't he told Riku not to take the blame for this? His eyes still wide with distress, he gazed at his older friend; his mind was silently cursing Riku out for blatantly going against what he said, but his heart melted in his chest at Riku's willingness to protect him.

Poor Mrs. Miyake couldn't do anything more than stand in the doorway, gaping and looking as if she might faint. She took a few moments to regain some of her composure and engage the two in what was sure to be an interesting conversation.

"Aren't you two supposed to be at Kairi's?" she questioned blankly, the shock fading from her face.

"Wh-What? Kairi? Mom! Are you bli-" Sora was cut off by Riku's hand shooting out in a ceasing motion.

"Sora was too tired and I had an accident. It too late to go home and try and explain everything, so I thought I'd crash here... I will admit I had too much too drink and I guess it hasn't worn off yet..." There was no need to mention the two other incidents from the previous night; that would only scare Sora's mother further. "I assure you, I'm perfectly sober now. Nothing like this is going to happen again. Sora is my friend, nothing more."

"Oh, Kairi must be so upset that you two aren't with her on her birthday. Maybe you should head over there after breakfast. Will you be eating with us, Riku?" She was not ready to accept what she had seen. Not even to herself did she want to admit that her son might be gay. It wasn't possible. And not with Riku. Such a respectable young man... I do hope he stays for breakfast. Sora always smiles so much when Riku's around.

Sora stood slowly, coming up to Riku's side, knees feeling weak with worry. There bodies touching slightly, Riku could feel the brunette shaking slightly, but he wouldn't have been able to tell just by looking at him.

"Is that is then, Mom? Are we going to pretend it never happened? That I didn't kiss Riku?" Sora didn't want his mother to be angry with him, but he didn't like the way she was choosing to ignore what she'd seen. It seemed... unfair. There was obviously something behind those kisses, because a part of Sora had wanted to go on with them; Sora's mom didn't want to know that part of Sora. "What if we were in love?!" he questioned, abruptly.

Mrs. Miyake's pleasant expression shattered into a worried gaze. "A-Are you? In l-l-love, I mean..." She took a step forward, looking from her son to his friend and back again.

Sora hesitated; at least he had his mother's attention for the time being. "...No. We're not." His voice was shaking now, worse than his body.

She looked away in what seemed to be relief, but then her gaze shot back to Riku, almost venomously.

"I don't want you to touch my son. Not as much as a handshake, got it? I don't need you confusing him, Riku. You're supposed to be his friend. Doing things like that without any real emotion behind it... It's cruel. You're very lucky Sora knows better than to fall for stuff like that." Her eyes moved to Sora again, his devastated expression pulled the anger away from her. The tone of her voice became more like a familiar motherly reprimand. "It would kill him if I ordered you to stay away from him... So I won't do that. Just-" She leaned forward to Riku, whispering so quietly, not even Sora could hear. "Don't make him fall in love with you, Riku. He doesn't need trouble like that." Mrs. Miyake moved back again, pursing her lips, "Not a word to your father, Sora. I'll make an excuse for Haru." With that she turned sharply out the door, shutting it behind her.

Sora took a few steps backward, collapsing backward onto his bed once more. "Too close," he breathed. "Way too close, Riku..." He lay down shakily, burying his face in the sheets.

Riku realize Sora was talking. Confusing him? Cruel... "Sora... I didn't mean to-"

"Kiss me? Well great, Riku. However you failed. Three times." Sora's voice was muffled greatly, but Riku could still hear the mixed emotions behind his words.

"No, that's not what I was going to say. What just happened-?"

"Sucked."

"No... Would you listen to me?!" Riku was ready to spit out a long speech, but when Sora fell silent, no doubt listening, no words flowed from the older male's lips.

"I'm listening, Riku," Sora muttered, rolling onto his side too look at him friend. "I'm listening..."

Riku sighed, nodding slightly. God, what was I thinking...? I could have messed everything up. He sat back next to Sora, taking in a deep breath before finally speaking. "What just happened isn't bad... In fact, I think your mom understood to some extent."

"Are you kidding Riku?! That was the worst embarrassment I've ever endured!" Sora's cheeks went pink at the thought and he turned away.

"Okay, but, there was no yelling. And she'll be the only one who knows, right? So it could be worse," he told his friend softly. He was trying his best to downplay what had gone on between them, but Sora wasn't making that an easy task. All he got in response was a slight nod. "C'mon, Sora... “Riku ran his fingers softly through Sora's hair. The younger male sighed nearly inaudibly, his eyes shutting. He was so confused; he wanted so bad to be mad at Riku, because his friend deserved the silent treatment for at least a week. With Riku being so goddamn sweet, he was making it very difficult for Sora to be mad. "It never happened. We decided that right?"

Yes but... Sora couldn't deny that kissing Riku had felt nice. Hell, just being held by Riku felt nice. But being hugged by Kairi was fine too. Riku was just his friend. His older brother. Being close to him was comfortable, and because that comfort had been pushed farther at some stupid party, Sora was starting to doubt his own feelings. Where do you draw the line between friendship and some more significant? Contemplating this, the younger boy only confused himself further. If he puts his arm around my shoulder, it's friendly. If his arm is around my waist, people would think differently.

"I know..." Sora sounded so unsure. He heard the uncertainty himself, and huffed, regaining his confidence to some extent and sitting up to face Riku directly. "Yes. It never happened. All that happened was a dare, and you completed your dare, and that was it. No big deal." He put on a rather weak smile, nodding. "Maybe you should go over to Kairi's. Make sure she knows you're okay. I'll come over later, I think."

Riku looked at Sora with a slightly worried expression. Had the events completely screwed up their friendship? Or maybe things were just supposed to be more between them. "If you want me to go, Sora, I'll go." He was reluctant to distance himself. What if once he left, Sora decided never to talk to him again? That'll never happen. Despite what they'd said, Riku leaned in towards Sora. He cupped the younger male's cheek lightly, kissing his forehead affectionately. "It'll be okay, Sora. Just forget about it." There was underlying disappointment in Riku's voice; Sora didn't hear it, he was too lost in his own confusion.

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Sora arrived at Kairi's house, only to discover no one home. Well, there were only a few places the teenagers could have gone. His feet were moving slowly, his heart reluctant to see Riku again so soon. He'd hardly had time to think things over. All he knew was that he didn't want to lose the warmth Riku offered him; he also knew that the kisses were more than warm. They were downright hot. Not even Sora's cautious mind could not deny that.

The water around the islands was always beautiful. Crystal clear, a bright, inviting blue that was always the perfect temperature. All the way to one side of the island, the group was splashing around in the water. His eyes were immediately drawn to the silver-haired boy and his bright smile. Riku was enjoying himself. He and Tidus were fighting, though Riku was winning by repeatedly dunking him under the water.

"Sora!" Kairi spotted him first, standing tall and waving. Cerulean eyes lingered on Riku for another moment and then turned to the redhead. He slipped of his sandals, moving to the edge of the water. She walked up to him, throwing her arms around him in a very wet hug. "You're okay, right? I'm really sorry..."

"I'm fine, Kai." he said, returning the hug; he was already wet as it was. Sora sighed rather dejectedly though as they broke away. Hugging Kairi was comfortable too, but there was a distinctly different feeling when he had Riku's arms around him. "Don't be sorry. It was just a game."

"Are you and Riku fighting?" Kairi asked, rather suspiciously.

"No... Why?" Sora was pretty sure he hadn't hinted towards that. Which meant Riku must have said something.

"It's just... I'm sure it's nothing, but... Riku's acting kind of weird."

"He's probably still hung over," Sora said, trying to sound mad about this. (He failed.)

Kairi shook her head. "I asked him if he'd talked to you, and he just nodded, completely silent. He wouldn't even look at me. Wakka asked him too, and they nearly started a fight right on the spot. Tidus said, 'How's your boyfriend?' And- well- I was literally holding him back. He wouldn't talk to any of us. He'd only just gotten in the water when you walked up. What happened between you guys?"

Sora's gaze had slipped back to Riku during Kairi's explanation.

His body shuddered noticeably as rough hands slid past the fabric of his shirt. Warm lips pressed against his in a searing kiss, tongues pushing wildly against each other, almost in a fight for dominance. But no... He wanted to be dominated. There was a building need in his body for the other male to stop this painstaking gentleness. He wanted- needed- everything harder and faster than Riku making it.

Sora shook his head, nearly giving himself a headache. What was wrong with him? A few kisses and he was driven to being a pervert? "He came over to my house last night... Fell or something. I couldn't refuse to let him in, he was bleeding."

"Sora... baby..." Kisses were being pressed all over his body, loving words whispered into his ear; light nips at the nape of his neck, most definitely leaving light marks.

"And then... He kissed me this morning and Haru walked in and then my mom and then-" Sora looked up at Kairi, eyes watering. Images were flashing through his head as he spoke of what should have been simple kisses. But the memories played in his head weren't quite his. They were stretched, extended into something much more explicit. "I'm so lost, Kairi, I don't even know what to think about him anymore..."

Sweaty bodies pressed against each other in desperate need. The passion elevated each moment, kisses shortening to make time for lips to go elsewhere. Their hands freely roamed each other's bodies, drawing deep moans and needy whimpers as they went.

"Are you ready?"

Sora could only nod. Words couldn't form through the waves of pleasure coursing through his body. Within moments Riku was-

Kairi wasn't stupid. She had already picked up on the emotions Sora was feeling just by the way he looked at Riku. They weren't even clear to Sora yet, and Kairi could predict what was happening. She felt her heart quite literally break into a million tiny pieces. Sora wouldn't spare her a special glance, but he was crying over Riku. Her own emotions took over and the sympathy she was trying to give escaped.

"Do I even stand a chance with you, Sora? You're so completely oblivious..." Tears came to her eyes and soon they were both crying, embracing each other. "I-I'm sorry... I can deal with you n-not feeling the- the same way." They were too good of friends, anyway, Kairi thought. And Sora was obviously feeling something for Riku, otherwise he wouldn't be crying.

Wakka was the first to notice the two so tightly embraced. He nudged Tidus, who was dunked underwater again by Riku. He resurfaced and looks at the two. Three boys and Selphie got out of the water, moving over to the pair.

"K-Kairi? Are you alright?" Tidus asked, placing a hand on her shoulder.

"Hey, Sora, nice to see you too, man..." Wakka said, trying to lighten the mood, but failing by his tone

Selphie just wrapped her arms around the two as well as she could.

Riku stood off to the side a bit, unsure whether or not he wanted to interrupt this. He'd made a rather big decision while brooding away from the rest of the party: Sora needed him. Whether or not the brunette wanted to admit it, Riku had seen it in his eyes, heard it in his voice.

Kairi broke away from Sora, hugging each of her friends as they all questioned her. Tidus held on to her a bit longer then the rest, whispering something in her ear. She smiled softly and kissed his cheek. "I'm okay. Well... I will be. You guys are the best." She smiled brightly and then hugged Sora one last time. "Friends, right?"

"Of course, Kairi."

She seemed a lot better, actually, as if it had only taken her a few minutes and some hugs to get over Sora. But he was actually glad. He didn't want to be the one to hurt Kairi. And yet, even without his thoughts towards Riku; he knew he couldn't feel that way about her.

They wandered back into the water, splashing at each other once more. Riku took the opportunity to approach Sora on his own. It had only been a few hours, but the events seemed days in the past. Riku didn't really like that feeling.

"Hey..." His body was dripping wet from the quick deep in the sea. As he neared, Sora could smell the slightly salty scent on his friend. The wet look really did suit Riku. "What're the tears for?" he questioned, not even bothering to feign a smile; he had always felt it his job to make sure Sora wasn't upset.

"You," Sora stated bluntly. He wiped his cheeks, but to no prevail, because more tears rolled down his cheek.

Riku's heart broke, much like Kairi's had; but he didn't cry. "M-Me? Sora, whatever I did-"

"I don't know what you did, Riku! You just... did!"

Riku took Sora's wrist, dragging him under the walkway, so that the others wouldn't hear them. "I didn't... Sora, look at me." The brunette had cast his gaze downward and was shaking again. "Please don't cry. I don't know what I did, but I promise you, I would never purposely make you cry. You're like my younger brother, you know? I'm supposed to be there for you and... And stuff..." He realized that his words were having no effect on the emotional teen.

"I don't want to be you little brother, Riku... I'm so confused, and my heart is, like, completely aching. That's what it feels like. When you got dared to... To kiss me last night, you were so drunk. You didn't even care how I felt about it afterwards. It shouldn't have mattered, because I shouldn't have been that affected by a dare. But... It really, really hurt that you didn't even flinch when I walked away. You're always so calm, Riku. So cool and collected. You're impossible to read. I have no idea whether or not you want... Well, I don't even know what I want." He laughed in spite of himself and his knees started to feel weak. He didn't even care anymore. Sora needed something, and he wasn't getting it.

He leaned in against Riku, forcing the other male to support his weight. Riku's arms went around Sora's waist; the smaller male rested his forehead against Riku's bare chest. "Shh... You need to stop worrying so much, Sora. You know I care about you."

The younger male was now sobbing nearly uncontrollably. He was so reluctant to accept affection from Riku; it seemed wrong on so many levels. But it was what he wanted; all he wanted right then. "Y-Y-Yeah... A-As a br-brother, righ-?" His questions kind of choked off in the end. Well, no one expected him to sound sexy while crying.

"Sora..." He was more certain that ever that his friend needed him. In whatever way Sora wanted support; Riku would give it to him. "I'm here for you. Whatever you need..."

Sora looked up at him through teary, doubtful eyes. Taking in deep and shaky breaths so that he could talk, Sora wrapped his arms around Riku's neck. "You can't mean that..." he said quietly.

"I do," he answered simply.

"Kiss me." It was a somewhat of a test really. How serious was Riku? Was he just trying to clear tears or did he actually feel something more than friendship?

Riku looked at him for a minute, deciding not to question it. Their lips pressed together in a brief kiss, which Sora immediately responded to.

"Again."

Riku led him backwards a bit, pinning him against the side of the shack, out of view of their friends. This time Riku's lips met Sora's heatedly. He left reasonable thoughts behind, letting his lips lead the way. Within moments they were replaying the previous night, minus the alcohol. Their tongues started out in gentle caresses, soon amounting to a near battle. Riku's body was pressed firmly against Sora's, keeping the boy from going anywhere, even if he'd wanted to. Sora's nails dug into Riku's shoulders with the growing intensity and he moaned against the kiss. The silver-haired boy broke the kiss, gazing at Sora.

"You're not bad at that," Sora muttered with a small grin. Normally, Riku figured he would have found that extremely sexy. But tears were still threatening to leak from Sora's eyes.

"I told you I'd do anything, Sora." He kissing the brunette's forehead, pulling back slightly so that Sora could move. The younger male slipped past Riku, heading back towards his other friends.

"I'm fine," he lied. His heart was beating so hard against his chest, he was almost sure Riku would be able to hear it. I think... I want... More than friendship... Riku only wanted to make him feel better; and Sora definitely was not going to take advantage off that. The two boys started back to the group, almost as if nothing had happened.

All of the others knew better.

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Carefree hours rolled over their heads, lying on the beach, racing each other, exchanging dumb and pointless stories. Even at the lower parts of the day, no one so much as hinted towards Truth or Dare. Not even Tidus, who seemed pretty intent on making Sora's life a living hell. Throughout the sunny afternoon, the younger teen had jabbed as Sora ever chance he'd gotten. Each time, Sora would either blush fiercely and engage himself in conversation with Kairi; or he would pretend he hadn't heard Tidus- it all depended on the severity of the insult. They varied from merely saying the best friends were flirting to questioning on how their sex life was.

Maybe it was because of all the taunting that Sora tried his best to keep his distance from Riku for the remainder of the day. This tended to be rather difficult to do, because random thoughts passed through his head, and his first instinct was to find Riku and tell him about these thoughts. Sora just could not stand giving Tidus a blatant opening to tease him, so he settled to tell Kairi everything instead.

And because Sora had random thoughts very often, Kairi found herself purposely trying to avoid eye contact with him. Her tolerance for random "Soraisms", as she had come to mentally refer to them, was running low. It was taking all she had not to snap at him. God, Sora, I love you and all, but pleeeeease go bug someone else. Normally, Sora wasn't so annoying. And to Kairi, it seemed pretty obvious as to why Sora suddenly needed so much attention.

"Hey, Kairi. Do you think turtles ever come up on to our beach?" he questioned absently. The redhead huffed and rolled her eyes.

"I don't care about the turtles, Sora. I really, really don't. Please just... Come here." She grabbed his wrist and tugged him into the seaside-shack. "What is wrong with you today? You haven't even looked at Riku since... Since you came out of your house. Didn't you guys make up?"

Sora sighed heavily. He leaned back against the wall, sliding down it and huddling behind his knees. "I don't know, Kairi. I want to be mad at him because, you know..."

"No, I don't know. That's why I asked, Sora." Her patience was already running low; she didn't really want to be running damage control.

"Because he didn't even care that I was upset last night! And I wanted him to care..."

"He was drunk. What did you expect, for him to come running after you? And you know what, that reminds me, Wakka went after you, didn't that help you at all?"

Sora frowned deeply, "I- Well- I know he was trying to help... But I just... I guess all I was thinking about was Riku..."

"Okay. Well. What did you guys talk about last night when he got to your house?"

"Nothing..." Sora thought about it for a minute. "I guess he tried to apologize. But he didn't understand! And then... The next thing I knew I was cuddled up against him and I wasn't all that mad when he was..."

"Holding you. Sora, you don't have to cry to get him to give you attention, you know," she said rather harshly. "Riku really cares about you. Can't you tell?"

"I know he does, Kairi! But not like I want him to!" Sora shook his head frantically, trying to downplay what he'd said. "I didn't mean that... He's my best friend... I'm just mad about last night..."

"That is bullshit and you know it." Kairi's face had softened out of annoyance. She crouched down next to him, her heart aching. No chance at all... He's completely taken with Riku... "Just admit it Sora. You want Riku to look at you as something more than a friend."

Sora looked like he might cry again. "I don't want to make him uncomfortable... So don't say anything, okay? I'll get over it. Just forget it." Sora stood up and quickly exited the shack. The shine from his eyes had left again. Riku walked up to him with that concerned expression.

"What happened?"

Does it matter?

"What'd Kairi want? You two are okay, right?"

Fuckin fabulous.

"Sora... I told you... Anything..."

Right, Riku. As long as your little brother is smiling, everything is fine.

"Are you mad at me?"

Yes.

"Of course not, Riku," Sora answered with a smile. "I was just thinking."

"You're sure you're okay?"

"Yep."

"Hey, why don't you spend the night? Like old times. We'll stay up late and watch movies and eat pizza. My parents won't mind. In fact, they my mom's with a friend right now. But my dad won't be home until around midnight and he goes right to bed."

Sora smiled. It was true and almost childish smile. "Really?"

"Really, really."

Nodding, Sora started to walk away, "I should go get stuff."

"Yeah, you should." Riku followed him step for step for a bit. "Hey, Sora?"

"Wha-" Sora turned around and was met by warm lips pressed against his. His cheeks went rosy and he smiled shyly, walking away without any objection.

You really should smile more, Sora. Looks beautiful on you...

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"Hm... Which movie do you want to watch?" Riku questioned, holding up two DVDs.

"Rikuuuu," Sora whined, "I hate horror movies!"

"I know," Riku said, grinning. "But we always used to watch them."

"Yeah, cause you made me! I always ended up with nightmares."

"Whatever, Sora. Stop being such a wimp." Riku gave up and just stuck one of the DVDs in, sitting on the sofa next to his friend. Sora whined again as the movie started and Riku just put an arm around his shoulders, squeezing gently. "You're such a baby." But there was a hidden affection behind those words.

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Sora squeaked, burying his face in Riku's chest as the main character's friend was found mutilated in a backyard shed. He was truly shaking with fear. Then again, it had not been his idea to watch movie like this one. In fact, if memory served him correctly, he had completely objected to watching anything of the sort.

"Riku! This is terrible! Please just shut it off!"

Riku seemed rather content to listen to Sora whine. "It's not that terrible. You're just-"

"A wimp. I know! I don't care!"

Riku shut the television off, leaving them in complete darkness. He slipped away from Sora, soundlessly moving away. "RIKU! THAT'S NOT FUNNY! GET YOUR ASS BACK OVER HERE!" Sora huddled in the corner of the couch, getting no reply from the darkness. "Riku...?" he whimpered softly. "I know what you're trying to do..." Still getting no reply, Sora frowned. What an ass his friend could be.

Suddenly a voice came from right next to his ear, "And what's that?"

Sora literally screamed, moving back to the other side of the couch. Riku laughed hysterically, "Hush, you'll wake my dad up! It's past two!"

"I hate you!" Sora said with an unseen pout. Riku sat sideways against the arm of the couch, pulling Sora between his legs to cradle him close.

"You only think you do." Riku nuzzled the other's soft locks. "See... Just like when we were kids. I still won't let anything happen to you... Even in the dark."

Sora let his eyes shut, finding comfort once more in Riku's arms. "Mm... Promise?"

"Not even the ax murderer in the kitchen."

"Riku, stop iiiiit!"

"Sorry."

"You better be."

"I am!" Riku brought his hand to Sora's chin, leading him to turn his head a bit. Their lips connected again, this time softly, just to prove Riku's point.

"S'nice..." Sora mumbled, searching for Riku's lips once more in the dark. Maybe if he'd thought more, he'd have realized that this was only going to end up confusing him further. Who didn't fall for Riku's charm, though? Everyone who met him was swept away. Apparently, Sora was no acceptation. If had taken him a bit longer to realize it, but he wanted Riku. He wanted his best friend to fall in love with him, to care about him endlessly.

Riku kissed him again, tongue sliding into the other's mouth rather cautiously. He didn't want to scare Sora off with his oh-so subtle advances. Sora didn't seem frightened in the least. On the contrary, he responded enthusiastically. It was a hard position for the kiss to become anything more than affectionate, but Sora wasn't sure he wanted it to go any further. Dealing with Riku's kisses as they came was difficult enough. Sora brought his hand up to Riku's cheek softly. He is a good kisser...

The kiss broke off eventually and Sora was left feeling like he was floating. He still had his eyes shut, completely relaxed against Riku's body. "You're warm," he stated with a slight giggle.

"Are you cold?" Riku questioned.

"A little."

"Hang on." Making his way through the dark, Riku grabbed a blanket from the chair on the other side of the room. He slid back behind Sora, letting the smaller male get comfortable again before wrapping the blanket around them.

"Could you sleep like this?" Sora questioned, figuring it might be more comfortable for him than it was for Riku: because he was pretty damn comfortable.

"Yeah..."

"Can we?" Sora questioned softly, already feeling part of his mind drift off into a half-slumber.

"Sure, Sora. I told you... Whatever you want..."

"Mm..." Sora nodded slightly, "G'night, Riku. Love you."

Riku's eyes widened slightly at the statement, but he figured it was just because Sora was tired. Nonetheless he whispered back, "I love you, too."

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Stirring in bed, Sora opened his eyes groggily. Everything seemed a little blurry and something was a little off in general. Sora put an arm out, feeling around for Riku without having to move. Finding no other body in bed with him, the brunette groaned and pulled himself from bed. He looked blankly at the red flashing numbers. Was it really already past noon? God, Riku's bed was comfortable.

"Riku?" Sora called through the house, not worrying about other people. They'd all be gone already. And if they weren't, who cared? Sora briefly wondered if his friend was outside and then he decided that that was not logical. Riku wouldn't be outside without his Altoids.

Half stumbling, half walking, Sora made his way down to the kitchen. He was really hungry for just waking up and though he might make himself cookies before he headed out for Kairi's birthday party. She was turning twelve after all, and it made all the sense that he should cookies before her party.

"Riku, where did you go?"

"I'm right here," his best friend's voice responded from the living room. He watched Riku approach him with a strange smile on his face. "What're you doing up?"

"It's noon. I thought I'd make cookies."

"I don't think we need to make cookies, Sora."

"But Kai-"

"It's not her birthday."

"Oh."

"Yeah. You totally slept through that, you know?"

"Okay. Well. What about Wakka? Is it his birthday?"

"Not if you make cookies."

"Oh."

"Sora... Why don't we say it's my birthday?"

"Alright. What do I do for your birthday?"

"I'll show you."

His lips were claimed in a hot and needy kiss, as if they'd waited forever for this moment. Their tongues explored each others' mouths roughly, wanting to move forward from the kissing before it had even started.

They were both unclothed, bare bodies pressed against each other. Riku was steadily grinding his hips against Sora's. The mere friction between them wasn't nearly enough to satiate either of the teenagers. They needed more of each other. Sora wanted Riku so badly right then that he would have done anything to get the other's erection deep inside of him.

Sora ran his nails gently down Riku's chest, trying everything to hurry him up. He brought his fingers to pinch each of the hardened nubs on Riku's chest. The silver-haired boy moaned.

"Sora... Let me fuck you..." He asked, wrapping his fingers around Sora's throbbing member. "You want it."

"Pl-Please, Riku... Stop stalling and just... Just..."

"Say it, Sora..."

"Just stick your cock inside of me." He said, blushing furiously along with the words.

With that he was pushed to bend over the table, spreading his legs. "Nice view you're giving me, Sora." The younger male was still blushing terribly, but he forgot about his embarrassment when he felt Riku press into him. Wasn't there supposed to be pain? Well there was none. With each easy stroke just came moans and unmitigated pleasure.

"R-Riku!" Only a few more strokes and they would both-

Sora's eyes shot open. His chest was rising and falling heavily. He had nearly come right there in his pants, but luckily all he felt was a very uncomfortable confinement in the jeans he'd fallen asleep in.

"What?" Riku groaned sleepily from behind him. "Are you okay?" His voice was gruff with tiredness. It was still dark out, which meant he should have still been sleep.

"Huh?"

Riku groaned in annoyance, "You whimpered and said my name, what do you need?"

"I did not-" Sora's eyes went very wide and he was pretty sure his heart stopped when he realized.

It only took Riku a few moments to wake up and come to the same realization. "O-Oh.. Uhm... Sora- I..."

Sora squeaked silently, in near horror. Sora got up, moving around in the dark and went down the hall to Riku's room. Sora shut the door quietly and locked in, eyes still wide.

Aah... Shit... Sora, it's not that big of a deal. Riku got up, tripped over the table and swore loudly. He moved to his door, going to open it, only to find it locked. He knocked lightly, speaking softly through the door. "Sora, you can't lock me out of my own room." There was no reply from inside. "It's not that terrible, Sora." Still no answer. He didn't know what to say. It didn't bother him, really. It seemed a bit odd maybe, but Riku wasn't disgusted.

Sora couldn't believe his mind had betrayed him like that. Nearly having a wet dream over his best friend! He had to get a hold of himself, of his emotions. If only that was as easy as it sounded.

There was suddenly a loud knocking on the bedroom window and a weird chuckling from outside. A scraping sound. Sora screamed, again, terrified as the window slowly opened.

"Sora? Sora?!"

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