Ch.1 - A Stormy Night

Thunder crashed and lightning flashed. Rain poured down like and endless black curtain. Trees thrashed dangerously about from mighty winds. It truly was frightening. Especially for a young brunet boy who was sitting on his bed with his knees folded against his chest and his arms wrapped tightly around his legs. The room was very dark, no light made itself known. Storms like these scared the boy terribly and he wished his best friend Riku was with him. Sora wore simple shorts and a white shirt. He had his back pressed into the corner of his room as he sat on his bed. A crash of thunder sounded after a flash of white lightning that lit up the small room.  

I hate this! thought Sora as he curled up tighter and pressed back against his corner. Riku…I need you…

His thoughts were nearly desperate. It was true he was home alone and he wanted company but why did he want Riku so badly? Riku was his best friend after all but Sora…felt so much more about him then just as a best friend. But what if Riku didn’t return his feelings and not feel the same way? Sora shook his head roughly at the thought.

Riku is my best friend for Christ sake! My best friend!  Sora thought sternly to himself. He wouldn’t feel the same way anyway…

Sora shook his head roughly again. Why was he thinking these things anyway? He’s known Riku ever since they were kids but…this sense of wanting him was getting to difficult to just ignore or shake off.

One again a flash of lightning and a crack of thunder shook the small house, causing a frightened Sora to whimper in the darkness.

“Riku…” he cried softly, shutting his eyes and curling up tighter. “…Riku…”

Just then the faint sound of hurried footsteps came and the door of Sora’s room flew open. For a few seconds Sora only saw a tall blackened figure but a bright flash of light lit the room. There, standing in the door way, was a tall silver haired boy; panting heavily with clothes soaked and mud splattered.

“Riku!” exclaimed Sora in surprise and joy.

He uncurled himself and slid off his bed. Walking over to his sixteen year old friend, Sora noticed that Riku’s long dripping hair clung to his face, neck and shoulders. Just like his shirt and vest clung to his chest and his baggy pants around his legs. This sight made Sora’s face hot and his heart flutter.

“There you are,” panted Riku as he wiped his silver hair from his face, reveling the handsomeness of it. “I was really worried about you.” He stepped forward hugged his year younger friend, his well muscled arms wrapping tightly around Sora’s shoulders.

He’s shaking, thought Sora feeling a bit sad for he realized Riku had ran through the storm just to check up on him. Riku felt ice cold but so warm at the same time. Sora smiled softly at his friends caring for him.

Riku saw Sora smiling and he smiled in return, clearly misunderstanding his friend’s reasons for doing so as he let go of him.

“I must look like some sort of muck monster,” Riku chuckled as she rubbed the back of his head with one hand. “You must think I’m silly for coming all the way here through a storm.”

“O-of course not!” Sora spluttered after being snapped back into reality for he had become distracted by the water dripping down Riku’s bare arms, neck and that place just above his belt buckle where the zipper to his shirt parted at the bottom and a triangle of bare skin showed.


“You mind if I use your shower and get out of these wet clothes? I’m freezing.”

“S-sure,” said Sora blushing slightly at the thought of Riku showering right here in his house.

What am I thinking? Why am I thinking this kind of stuff about my best friend?!

Luckily it was to dark for Riku to see Sora blushing so he just shrugged his shoulders and slipped his hands into his pockets.

“You going to be okay here on your own for a while?” asked Riku, sounding concerned.

Then another flash of lightning illuminated the room and a crash of thunder shook the small house.

Sora made a faint whimper in fear and moved forward quickly and embraced his friend. Ever since Riku was taken by the darkness, Sora couldn’t stand Riku ever leaving him.

“I don’t want be alone,” he whimpered, pressing his cheek against Riku’s chest and wrapping his arms around this middle.

Riku only smiled softly and chuckled as he wrapped an arm around Sora’s shoulders and placing a hand atop his head.

“You won’t be alone. I’m right here for you and I always will be.”

“Riku…” Sora murmured softly.  He was truly thankful for his friend.

Then Riku made a faint humored grunt and Sora lifted his head to look up at him and his eyes met Riku’s lovely emerald ones.

“You feel really warm,” Riku remarked for he was still shivering slightly from his soaking wet clothes.

“O-Oh,” was all Sora could manage to choke out as blood rushed to his cheeks, making him blush wildly. He loosened his hug around Riku, not wanting him to see his now red face. “I-I’ll get you a towel,” he said nervously as he stepped back and walked over to his closed. He reached up but was too short to reach the towel; his fingertips just brushed the corner of it.

Suddenly he felt something press against his back. Looking up he saw Riku reaching for the towel and pulling it down.

“Got it,” he said with a slight grin as he looked down at Sora before stepping back.  He turned and walked into the next room, throwing the towel onto his shoulder with that grin still on his face.

Sora blushed intensely as he pressed his hand over his mouth, he couldn’t breathe. With his other hand he clutched his shirt over his heart for it was pounding wildly. A sudden thrill began to rush though him.

What the hell just happened? What do I do?

His eyes were wide and he was shaking.  The thrill surged through him as he replayed what happened in his mind. He held on to the feeling of Riku against him.

“Sora? You alright?” asked Riku when he entered the room again and noticed Sora shaking. He placed a hand on the other’s shoulder, causing Sora to jump in surprise and quickly spin around.

What he saw caused his knees to buckle and his eyes go wide. Riku was standing before him with not a stitch of clothing on his body except for a pair of white boxers and the towel placed over his head. The shape of his muscles were cut to perfection, making him look brawny. In his normal clothes Riku looked somewhat scrawny and fragile but seeing him now…well, that’s a totally different story.

On his chest were deep shaped pecks and below that were his four pack abs. his shoulders were broad with descent muscled arms. Sora wished he could be held in those arms, strong and safe and he wished he could just melt against the firm muscles of his bare chest.

  “R-R-Riku!” spluttered Sora in surprise, his hand still placed over his mouth and heart. Sora thought he was going to faint.

“Sora did I scare you?” Riku asked, lowering his head slightly so he was face to face with Sora.

“J-Just a little. You surprised me that’s all.”

“Oh, I’m sorry.”

“N-No! It’s okay really. Don’t be sorry!” Sora lowered his hand from his mouth as he said this.

“Sora…you look…pale. Are you feeling okay? Do you feel sick?” questioned Riku worried as he reached up to place a hand on his friends shoulder.

Seeing Riku reach for him, Sora quickly jolted back and he hit the wall violently, causing him to make a faint cry in pain.

“Sora!” exclaimed Riku in shock at his friend’s sudden action. Confused at why he’s acting so odd. Riku stepped forward and gripped Sora’s shoulder firmly. “Sora, what’s the matter with you?”

Sora was now shaking badly and tears formed in his blue eyes as he looked up at his friend. He didn’t know what to do. He didn’t even know what he was doing now.

“Sora what is the matter with you?!” Riku growled, gripping Sora’s shoulders tighter.

“Riku…I…” Sora’s voice was shaking and it came out in a soft whisper.

Tell him! You have to tell him the truth about how you really feel! He was practically screaming it in his mind.

“Yes?” Riku questioned irritably as he leaned in closer to his friend for he wanted to know what he was trying to say. “You what?! Answer me!”

“Riku….I…” he hesitated once more.

“You what?! Tell me!” Riku nearly shouted as he shook Sora’s shoulders roughly.

“I…I love you!” Sora shouted as he shut his eyes tightly and tensing up. He said it, how he really felt and was now preparing himself for total rejection.

Then he felt Riku hands loosen it’s grip on his shoulders and fall away.

He hates me, Sora thought, wanting to cry. Riku hates me now…

But then, he heard a faint chuckle coming from Riku and he opened his eyes slowly to look at him.

“I thought…you didn’t feel the same way,” Riku chuckled. “The thing is…I love you too Sora.”

Before Sora could even react, Riku leaned forward and pressed his lips to Sora’s, kissing him hard. Sora’s eyes slid closed and he felt his wrists become pinned to the wall hear both sides of his head.

He felt Riku part his lips and Sora did the same. Both their mouths open and then closed again and again. As their lips closed, Sora felt Riku’s tongue pressing against his bottom lip. Sora made a faint chuckle as he parted his lips oh so very slightly to allow it entrance into his mouth, feeling it slid between his lips. The hold on his wrists were released for Riku moved his hands onto Sora’s waist and slowly, he moved them up and under his shirt, running his fingers over Sora’s bare skin. Because of this, Sora couldn’t help but moan softly as they kissed passionately.  

For a long moment, tongues caressed, hands moved freely over smooth bare skin and bodies pressed together. Every second they became intoxicated by the pleasure the other was inflicting. When the need for air was desperate, they broke apart, both seeming out of breath. They looked at each other and laughed. Riku smiled as he looked down at Sora and Sora smiled back. Turning his face away, Riku gazed out the window. Rain still fell as heavy as ever. He sighed but then his gaze turned to the bed just below the window and a sly grin appeared on his lips.

Sora sighed happily as he saw Riku look away. He then looked down at the floor where his shirt was carelessly tossed aside. He saw the lightning and heard the thunder and he immediately latched onto Riku’s middle. Riku looked down suddenly at Sora shaking against him. Looks like his fun for the night had to wait. He smiled gently as he wrapped his arms around Sora to comfort him.

Sora molded against the muscles of Riku’s chest as he fitted perfectly in his arms. Sora felt safe with Riku like this. he never wanted to leave this blissful safty.


“Come on it’s late. We’re both tired and need some sleep,” said Riku gently.

Sora nodded and they loosened their hold on one another. With his arms still wrapped loosely around Riku’s middle and Riku’s arm across Sora’s shoulders, the two walked to Sora’s bed. Reaching forward, Riku lifted the covers and watched Sora slide beneath them onto the bed and Riku quickly followed. Now they lay against one another. Sora was pressed against Riku’s chest and his hands were placed on the crooks of Riku’s neck.

The silver haired boy did not sleep as quickly as the younger spiky-haired boy did. He stayed awake to gaze at the sleeping Sora with his emerald eyes. More than once his lips gently brushed the lips, cheek, and forehead of the brunet. He didn’t want to loose Sora for the world. Not ever. Soon time passed and he too drifted into the world of slumber and they both slept peacefully with their love.

~The End!