A/N: Yup…rating goes up here.

C H R O S T M A S
- I'm Losing It -

How Riku had managed to sleep till noon without getting drunk the night before was completely beyond him. He pushed off his coat he had used for a blanket, and stretched his limbs, yawning gently into the cold house, jostling slightly at the sound of running water. He stood up groggily, ignoring the slightly light headed feeling that followed, and walked calmly to the kitchen, following the wall with his left hand.

He peered around the corner, overlooking Sora washing his dishes…how the hell did Sora even get here?

Oh…wait.

He chuckled at himself inwardly, erupting in another yawn and heading to the fridge, muttering a small 'morning' as he dug through it for something to fill his stomach.

"Hi Riku!"

He closed the refrigerator door, having found nothing of interest (but things, nonetheless) and was nearly knocked off his feet as Sora nearly tackled him with a hug. The brunet lightly kissed his cheek and released him, a smile brightening his face as he walked back toward the sink to finish the dishes.

"Hi…w-when did you get up this morning?"

"Um…like, maybe around nine or so." He answered, placing a clean plate on the rack to dry. "Your bed is very comfy."

Riku laughed, "I thought it would be torn to pieces by now…"

"Huh?"

"Oh, nothing."

He then walked up to the cabinet, searching again for food.

"Are you hungry?" He asked, not bothering to look down from his search in the cabinet.

He knew Sora heard him, because he heard the sponge stop moving on the bowl he was washing. "…A little."

Riku hmm'd, again rummaging through the cabinet and groaning when nothing came into view besides soup, cookies and tang orange-juice powder.

"Alright…we're going out."

"Okay." Sora said, finishing the last dish and drying his hands. He quietly walked to the bedroom, announcing that he was changing, forgetting to add 'don't come in'…probably on purpose.

"Oh, that's okay Sora, I'll be in the shower anyway…" He announced, equally forgetful on the note of privacy. He shortly followed Sora into his room, eyeing him in the middle of sliding his nightshirt off to put on a new one from his backpack.

Riku walked into the bathroom, closing the door gently and turning the water on first, stepping in after stripping and beginning with his hair.

/C/

A highly debatable aspect, just waltzing in the bathroom whilst Riku was showering…

The man had the body of a God! It was amazing Sora had resisted until now. He remembered the event from the night before, capturing his bottom lip in his teeth as he pulled a new pair of jeans on, buttoning slowly, debating, debating, and debating…

Not now.

His heart tore a little, but he knew it was right; Riku wasn't used to being with a guy, he knew, he had experience with girls, and girls only. He just needed…time.

"Time… Right…" He whispered, glancing back at the bathroom door for an instant before biting his lip again and moving to the living room.

Everything needed time… Time he sometimes didn't have. Time he was sometimes left behind for because of what little there was. Everyone needed time.

That was all; Riku only needed time… He'd warm up, in due time…

So, Sora sat on the couch, pulling his knees up to his chest, holding them tightly with his arms…and waited.

/C/

Riku was not completely disappointed with the absence of the younger in the shower, after all…things were moving a little faster than really intended…

God, now he just felt promiscuous. He wondered how Sora was taking it; wondered if he thought he didn't like him.

Because, no, it was quite safe to admit that Riku did in fact, have a thing for dear little Sora.

Something about him Riku couldn't place a finger on…

He dismissed the thought, walking out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist, semi-disappointed there was no Sora in the room…

Now he sounded obsessive. They met only two days before! And now Riku was considering living with him, they already made out on the damn couch…

Too fast. But…maybe that was what he needed. Why else did it feel so natural? So…right? Maybe because it was another boy… He wasn't sure.

He sighed deeply, quickly maneuvering into boxers and sliding his pants on. He searched his closet for a presentable shirt, which he found and slipped on.

Now, where the hell had the kid gotten to?

He walked toward the living room, spotting Sora on the couch, sleeping soundly. He smiled to himself, kneeling down to Sora's level on the couch, gently brushing the bangs from his eyes. He watched his eyebrows furrow and his eyes blink and stare back at him blankly.

"Well hey there."

"Hey…" He breathed out slowly more than said, sweeping the remaining strands form his eyes and stretching his arms in different directions.

"Are you still hungry?"

"Not really…"

"I lost my appetite too…"

Funny how things happen simultaneously…

Sora sat up on his elbow, leaning in closer, gently pressing his lips to Riku's cheek, giggling at the grin he had after he pulled back.

"You really don't have to help me, Riku…"

"You're helping me more, Sora, it was the least I could do. Stop telling me that, alright? I know I didn't have to, I did anyway, so deal with it." He laughed, muffling his hair as he stood up, stretching his half-asleep legs and yawning.

He watched Sora make no movement to get up from the couch, but in fact get more comfortable, dressed in an oversized sweatshirt with holes in the sleeves for his thumbs and pants that looked too big.

He sat in the recliner comfortably, sighing as he did so and closing his eyes. He ignored the rustling of the couch, but the sudden weight added to his lap made his eyes widen, and if possible, widened more when lips matched and hands traveled, and long skinny fingers crawled up through his sweatshirt to rest on his waist.

Shivers ran up his spine and he relaxed; too much too fast… He knew. He knew Sora knew. This only proved it further about what he wanted. What they wanted. It was safe to say the feeling was mutual…

With his head hazy and his hands gaining minds of their own, they snaked through his hair gracefully, deepening the already heated tongue battle. The movement elicited a small, weak moan from the younger boy, making Riku in turn smile in his victory in seeing who-could-stay-quiet-the-longest.

It wasn't very long before the cold spidery fingers ghosting over his torso created an odd sound from the older male's throat by brushing against a sensitive spot on his side. Sora ran over it again, and Riku's hips jolted.

Sora did it again, and the two movements combined, erupting in a louder moan and a rougher jolt of the hips. He laughed gently, parting away from the older boy for a moment, trailing gently from his lips to his neck, biting lightly at the nape and creating yet another odd sounding moan from the older.

Riku's fingers traveled south, reaching his jeans, realizing they were really oversized, or else they wouldn't already be falling off. He groped around with his fingers until the button was finally found, feeling the kisses on his neck pause for a moment and a third hand coming to assist. Fuckin' thing wouldn't budge!

He felt the aiding fingers flip open the button finally before he glanced up at the younger male. He was breathing raggedly, and a blush stained his cheeks and a few spikes stuck to his forehead with a layer of sweat. He suddenly crashed their lips together, hands traveling south, moaning again gently as cold fingers finally found their target. His hips jolted forward from the contact, breaking the kiss to breathe precious air before the hand fully disappeared.

Sora was a biter… Riku figured after nearly losing his earlobe to those sharp little teeth. He ignored the pain, focusing solely on what the FUCK he was doing. The breathing in his ear, the chomping on his goddamned ear, and now a hand in his pants was a little distracting.

The small, annoying clicks from the other side of the house finally jostled him out of his haze enough to stop his motions, looking from Sora to the fumbling handle of the front door.

Involuntarily, Sora flew off of him just as the door opened, and a roaring "Lucy, I'm hoooome!" came inside. He watched Sora hiss in pain, nearly glaring at him when he mouthed an apology.

Axel walked inside, calling Riku's name with Roxas behind him, shutting the door and beginning to walk down the hall. Axel laughed, already have spotted Riku trying to button his pants and redo the zipper before…

Well… Never mind.

Axel laughed again, muffling the younger male's hair before spotting Sora on the ground and quirked and eyebrow, noting at how the boy was trying to be secret about trying to redo his pants.

Aha. The pieces come together in that of Axel's small, scattered, usually drunken mind!

"Okay… This must be Sora, then."

Sora jumped to his feet, straightening his sweatshirt and clearing his throat.

"H-hi, I'm… Well, Sora. And you are?" He stuck out his hand to shake. Axel only stared for a moment, looking at Sora questioningly. Sora began to withdraw, slightly embarrassed, before his hand was devoured by Axel's, and he babbled something about an introduction, who Roxas was, and was wondering if Riku was any good, all in one earthquake of a handshake.

Riku sighed, getting up and detaching their hands and glaring up at the redhead, "Hello, Axel."

"Hey Rikpoo, how's it going?" And before he could protest, Riku was pulled into a rather random not-very-Axel-like hold whilst he ground his knuckles into his skull.

After Riku had regained his head and tried to straighten his mussed hair, he sighed, looking at the two questioningly. "What are you guys doing here?"

"Its Christmas Eve-Eve, Riku! We gotta start stocking up on the booze before everyone else!"

"But…you have plenty at your place."

Roxas cleared his throat, crossing his arms over his chest. "He drank it all this morning."

"Oh…"

"So…Costco, Save-Mart, Big N' Lots, we gotta go get sooooooome!" Axel blurted, having to hold onto Roxas for support.

Riku rubbed his temples. "Yanno, Axel…" He began, glancing at Sora and then to Axel again, "I…don't know about it this year…"

Axel focused his drunken gaze on Riku, pushing himself off of Roxas (who was nearly falling over), "Wh-what?"

Riku sighed, "I just don't think this year I should get-"

"What? Because of her?" He pointed dazedly at Sora.

He cleared his throat, glancing from the redhead to Riku.

"Um…Axel, Sora's a guy."

"Oh…" He scrunched his eyebrows together, "So he is… Well, no biggie! Soda can come, too!"

"Sora."

"Right, right… I apologize…" He stifled a laugh, "So, okay, yeah… Riku, I… Okay, we were wondering if I could- we could crash here today, because… I don't remember how to get home. And… Well…you're going to work later…" The redhead trailed off.

Riku shook his head, "Yeah, okay, Axel, you and Roxas can stay here. I don't care."

"Aaaaallrighty-then!" The taller man said, tackling Riku in tight hug, nearly knocking them both to the ground. Riku pushed him off, watching as Roxas tried to catch him, failing miserably, and ending up with the two of them on the floor.

/C/

Ten Thousand Fists in the Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiir

"Wow, Riku, again?"

Ten Thousand Fists in the Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiir

"Riku, seriously, you're drooling, wake up!"

Ten Thousand Fists in the Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiir

Riku opened his eyes, staring up at the happy brunet as he bounced on the other side of the register, smiling brightly. He lifted his head from his tingly right hand, looking oddly at the drool sliding down his palm toward his elbow. He swiped the remaining substance from his lip, wiping it on his apron absently and yawning.

"You okay?"

"I'm…fine." He said, trying to dry the pool of saliva on the glass shield of the register.

"…You sure? You've been out for a while…" Sora kinked his head to the side, blinking his diamond eyes.

"How long was I out?"

"Long enough for Mar to almost notice. I thought I should wake you before he did."

Riku yawned, sitting back in the chair and propping his feet up on the shield of the register, purposely kicking Sora in the head gently. He laughed, pushing them away from his face and hitting his leg feebly.

"What time is it?"

"Almost eight."

Riku grinned, tapping his foot to the AFI song beginning on the Spencer's radio. He sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose.

"Riku," Sora began, "You are aware that there is no work tomorrow, right?"

"Well, duh." He rolled his eyes, "No one works Christmas Eve."

"I used to."

Riku chose to keep quiet after that. He stood up and stretched, noticing the store was a little busier than usual. People were actually walking around and looking at the overpriced crap on the shelves.

A sheer fucking miracle. Stupid people are getting the last-minute stuff.

He groaned, figuring that before his break he'd probably have to actually work the dumb register. He glanced at Sora, who had gone off to help some chick get something from the top shelf. Well…at least he didn't have to move.

Only a few people came in and actually bought something, which granted Riku a fairly easy day. When eight o'clock came by, he walked up behind Sora, muffling his hair and kissing his cheek.

"Break time."

"Oh…um…" Sora began, "I actually have something to do…Sorry, Riku. You'll have to be on your own. I'll see you in a bit, okay?"

Upon walking out after grabbing his coat, Riku debated on going to get something to fill his stomach, or following Sora wherever it might have been he was going…

His stomach growled at him, instantly answering his question.

He grabbed something quickly from the food court, and munched on it before he took his route to the roof. He hung his arms off the railing, ignoring the crowded parking lot and screaming people. The roof was always one place where everything just…well, seemed literally below him.

The snow drizzled gently down to Earth, causing Riku every once in a while to shake his head to clear the flakes. He walked back inside Target, looking up at the five clocks, showing times here, Japan, England, Canada, and Australia.

Why they had times for Canada, no one knew.

Now that he was in the magnificent Target, and now that he was thinking about it, Sora most definitely needed something more than a damned card. He waltzed to the jewelry department of the store, browsing absently at the merchandise before the perfect necklace caught his eye. Sora would love it.

He purchased it and had it placed into a small golden box, small enough to fit in pocket of his jacket and go unnoticed. The chain was a little big, though, but it still was invisibly hidden inside his coat. He had it wrapped, save for a bow, and he stuffed it away.

He glanced at the clock displaying the current time, cursing under his breath as he hurried back to Spencer's. He walked in, already with his coat off, looking around cautiously for Marluxia before making a break for the lounge.

The door swung open as he surveyed the store one more time. Where'd he go? He usually takes over when Sora and Riku leave for their breaks.

He turned into the lounge, bumping into the guy's chest and nearly falling backwards.

"You're late again."

"I'm sorry, I don't have a watch, Mar-"

The older man glared, arms crossed and eyes narrow. Riku felt himself shrinking slightly at the look that would almost make the devil himself, flinch. Key word: 'almost'.

His face brightened with a half-assed smile and he patted Riku's head.

He laughed, "Soooo lucky it's Christmas… Or else that apron would have been mine."

He patted Riku's shoulder before going off and disappearing into the mall somewhere.

After the Grim Reaper's Homosexual Cousin had emotionally scared him, he began to wonder where Sora had gone.

After putting his coat in the lounge, he sighed, walking back up to the register, sitting in the chair and propping his feet on the glass shield. He smiled, hearing Blue October's X Amount Of Words come onto the radio, once again, pleasing an empty store. He wasn't complaining though. It was nice.

He felt himself drifting off to sleep again, before another, sudden yet enjoyable, kiss on the cheek jump-started him, nearly falling off the chair.

He looked up at Sora, watching how he laughed and played with a lock of silvery hair. "Yanno, keep sleeping on the job and we may not work together anymore."

"Mar wouldn't fire…oh wait…yes he would."

Sora laughed again, gently kissing his cheek and going off to the back of the store. Riku glanced at the clock, wondering how the hell Sora got away with being a half hour late and he wasn't even late five minutes?

/C/

The walk across the parking lot to the light rail station was quiet, and this mysterious bag appeared in Sora's hands. Riku didn't bother to ask. It was probably noodles, or something.

They sat on a bench at the deserted light rail station, and got on the tram when it came by. They sat in the back row of seats with the bag on top of Sora's lap the whole ride and a smile on his face.

Riku began thinking again. Now… if it were that Sora and himself were kissing, and living in the same place, did that make them together? He wasn't sure… Until he knew officially, it was probably best to keep it under wraps.

The tram stopped at the next station, and the two got off again, noting how much more crowded this one was. The benches were full and the people were standing and talking, socializing about God-knows-what.

Riku sighed, standing next to Sora near the edge of the tracks and looking in the direction that the tram was supposed to come from when he felt cold fingers lace within his own. Riku glanced behind him, feeling as though everyone's eyes were on them. He quickly grabbed his hand back, and shoved it in his pocket.

Sora looked up at him, "Riku?"

"Just…not right now, okay? They'll think we're…" He stopped himself.

Well, that was certainly a smart move.

"They'll think we're…together?" Sora finished, lowering his voice a little.

Riku nodded.

"You mean…we're not, then?"

Riku said nothing. Sora looked back at the ground and held his bag with both of his hands and sighing.

The tram came, and both Sora and Riku had to stand to let the other people sit down. Once home was reached, Riku flicked on the light, and was suddenly tackled to the ground and a bottle of booze shoved in his hand by Axel, both him and Roxas already shitfaced.

Riku watched as Sora walked into the bedroom and closed the door. It was probably best not to bother him. That was a kind of low thing he said earlier.

He would just bother him later, if he weren't asleep. But before he could remember to do such a thing, he had downed the bottle in his hand, and crashed on the couch for the night.

/C/

Ohhh, the light… It burned.

Riku opened his eyes, shielding them from the afternoon's rays and groaning as he sat up. The massive earthquake in his head made another groan erupt from his throat. He glanced at Roxas and Axel in the recliner, out cold with Roxas lying on top of the redhead. Riku stood groggily and made his way toward the bedroom, noticing the closed door. He rubbed his aching head, knocking gently on the door, "Sora?"

He turned the handle and opened the door, scanning the bedroom. No Sora. A wave of dizziness made him run to the bathroom, spilling the contents of the stomach into the toilet.

Even after he had rinsed his mouth out, his mouth still tasted horrible. He brushed his teeth even, and the horrible tasted stayed. He walked out of the bathroom, and back into the living room where Roxas and Axel were still out.

"Sora?" He called, looking in the kitchen. He heard Axel yawn into awakening, pick up Roxas and set him on the couch.

"W-what's wrong?"

Riku peered out of the kitchen, "I can't find Sora."

"Hold-hold on, Riku…you should take a pill first… You sure he's not here?" Axel rubbed his eyes and yawned again.

"I've looked everywhere! He's not in the bedroom, bathroom, kitchen- anywhere!" He walked out of the kitchen, clutching his aching head, "He must be mad at me for what I said last night. Ugh, I'm such a jackoff!"

"Can't agree with you more. What'd you say?" Axel asked, giving the pill to the younger male, who walked back into the kitchen and filled a clean glass with some tap water. "I-I don't remember; I just know he's mad at me for it; something about not being together, I don't know." He paused to drink down the pill, "I mean, I think I really screwed up this time-"

"Riku, quiet down-"

"N-no, Axel! He could be out there all by himself right now! I-I gotta go find him!" Riku jumped toward his room, grabbing a coat and looking around the house for his shoes.

"But that pill will-"

"You and Roxas should come and help me!"

Axel quirked an eyebrow, "Roxas' still asleep, man, I'm not going to wake him up!"

"Well then, the both of you will stay here until I come back, alright?"

"Alright, dude, but-"

Pay close attention
Don't listen to me from now
George'll be flying this one
And it's anyone's guess how he does

"Axel, I'm serious!" Riku said, already halfway out the door.

"Alright, alright!" We'll stay here."

"And if Sora shows up-"

This is the right turn, wrong universe
Taking me in full bloom
Fireball, careful with that
There, see what you made me do?

"Keep 'em here, I gotcha."

Riku closed the door and darted down the street. Where could he have gone? The stores were probably all closed, he didn't know if Sora had any friends- where would he go?

Riku looked around the first light rail station, and moved on after not spotting him. The second light rail station had the same results. He looked in alleys, around the closed Mall, and even at the diner. No Sora.

I must be dreaming, or
We're onto something
I must be dreaming, for
I don't fall in love lawlessly

He walked up to a nearby trashcan, throwing up again. After he was done, it was safe to say he felt soooo much better, and he took off again, this time to his old apartments.

He knocked on the door to his old room, calling his name. After no answer, he slumped over, sitting down on one of the chairs to rest his upset stomach.

I must be dreaming, or
Pinch me to waking
So undeniably yours
As long as I'm losing it so completely

He stumbled back over to the light rail station, waiting for a tram home… He couldn't think of anywhere else to look. Sora wouldn't really just up and leave, would he?

He still have the state of mind like he owed something to Riku, he wouldn't abandon him like that. Maybe he just went to go get breakfast or something. Yeah…maybe he was sitting at home right now, chomping down McDonalds or something…

He eased at the thought, and his stomach settled a little. He would never forgive himself if something happened to Sora.

Incendiary glance
Be, come, and collide in me
Zoom in; Enhance
Hold while I go helplessly sky-high
Magic eye sugar rush
Don't s t o p

He got on the next tram, and transferred at his station, and was now walking the lonely road back to his boring, one story, small house. It seemed brighter and happier since Sora had just started doing the dishes.

He sighed heavily, feeling his pounding headache and churning bowls almost knock him off course. He groaned, rubbing his head and looking up at a small shop; the only shop open on the entire block!

It looked decorated with little trinkets, knick-knacks, and little toys. He pressed up against the glass, letting his breath fog it up. There was some old guy in there, white hair and a white little mustache, and he was serving some…chick? No, wait…

I must be dreaming, or
We're onto something
Hey, just watcha make me for?
I don't fall in love lawlessly

"Sora?" Riku called, watching him laugh and grab a bag from the older man and walk out the door, and fumble to put the extra change into his pocket. He sighed, and glanced at first to his left, then spotting Riku on his right, "Hey, Riku! What are you doing out here?"

He walked up to the younger man, smiling and hugging him tightly, "I thought you hated me!"

"Now, why would I ever hate you?" He laughed, hugging the silver-haired man back.

Riku released him, and moved a stray spike out of the way of his face, "I thought you ran away because of what I said yesterday… What were you doing here?"

I must be dreaming, or
Pinch me to waking
So undeniably yours
As long as I'm losing it so completely

Sora's smile faltered. He sighed, turning back on his way toward the house. "I was thinking about it…"

"You have no reason to think that, Sora, I was… I was scared yesterday, I wasn't sure if I was ready, but…" He kissed his cheek, "Now I think I am…"

"Running out to look for me even with a hangover? Maybe." He laughed, kissing Riku's cheek back and holding the bag in front of him with both hands.

"So…what's that?"

"Your Christmas present."

Riku really hated Christmas.

Euphoria
I can't take any more of you
Euphoria
I can't take any more of you
I'm l o s i n g it

"Oh…really?"

"Yeah, of course! You've done all this stuff for me, and I have had no way to say thanks…then, I finally found something yesterday at break…"

Riku grabbed the bag, despite Sora's protest, and took out the box inside, laughing to see that there now was no secret that his present was…

Already wrapped up. Great.

I must be dreaming, or
We're onto something
Hey, just watcha make me for?
I don't fall in love lawlessly

"You got me a nice little box wrapped in paper with a bow, how thoughtful!"

"Riku, don't break it! The guy at the store worked really hard on that!" Sora tried to grab the present back from Riku's outstretched hand.

"Oh come on, mummy, please can I open one? Can I, can I?" He laughed, finally letting Sora have the box after the struggle, earning him a pout.

"You can open it after dinner."

"Oh, goody."

I must be dreaming, or
Pinch me to waking
So undeniably yours
As long as I'm losing, I'm l o s i n g it

The two reached the house, and were greeted by a hung over Roxas and a rather perky Axel, who was busy preparing sandwiches for dinner, seeing as how late it was. Riku wasn't sure if he was able to eat, but Sora made him anyway, and he felt much better afterwards.

"So, why did you leave, Sora?" Riku asked, taking a sip of water afterwards. Sora stuffed a chip in his mouth before answering.

"Well, you were out of wrapping paper, so I had to get some. That guy's shop was the ONLY one open; can you believe it? Besides, I thought I would be back before you came to, I'm sorry." He took another bite of his sandwich.

"You couldn't leave a note?"

"You were out of paper, too."

"...Oh."

After a moment, Riku stood from the couch, and went to his room after muttering, "Be right back." He came back with his bag of Christmas cards, save from Sora's that was safely tucked away in the closet. He gave the red card to Axel, and the green one to Roxas, both of them stopped their eating to open them.

Axel laughed, showing Roxas the Grinch picture on the top of the card, and flipped it open to read it. Riku only knew he'd like it because Axel was the one who named Riku The Grinch. Roxas opened his and laughed, showing Axel the picture of himself and Axel in a photo booth one day while visiting Riku at work.

"Aww, Riku these are adorable!" Axel said, putting the thing back in the envelope for safe keeping. "Yeah, thank you Riku." Roxas added, handing his to Axel, who put both of them in his coat picket for safe keeping and began eating again with Axel fishing chips off his plate, even though he had plenty.

Axel quietly finished his sandwich and was busy playing with Roxas' spikes whilst the younger male ate. At the first sign of being done, Axel was at it, crashing their lips together, and threading his hands through the younger's hair.

"Ahem."

Axel looked up for a moment at Riku.

"Right…we'll just be going to the bedroom, then."

"Oh, no-no-no, ya don't." Riku said, standing up with the pair, stopping them from moving. "If you're going to do that, then you'll have to go home this time, Guys."

Axel looked at Roxas. Roxas looked at Axel. Both of them looked at Riku, then to Sora, in almost perfect unison.

"…Alright." Axel said, reaching out to Riku for a hug, which he often did. Riku embraced him, shook Roxas' hand and the two were gone out the door.

Riku sighed, sitting back on the couch next to Sora. The brunet laughed, gently moving closer to the older man and rapping his arms around his waist.

"So, no getting shitfaced drunk today, Riku?"

"Not today."

He smiled, gently kissing Riku's cheek and resting his head on his shoulder.

"Do I have to wait for Christmas to get here before you can open your present?"

"I don't believe in Christmas."

Sora quirked an eyebrow, "Hanukah?

"Nope."

"Kwanzaa?"

"Do I look African?"

"Winter Solstice?"

"No."

Sora widened his eyes, "Why not?"

"Christmas just sucks. Bad parties, horrible family…I just never cared for it."

Sora looked the older man in the eye, "Well then, Riku… You should make up your own holiday to replace it. Like… You know… A substitute holiday."

"Like what?"

"I dunno."

"See? Making up holidays isn't very easy, now is it?"

Sora laughed, "I guess not."

"Well then, fine. I want you to open it tonight, okay?"

"No, you're getting yours first." Riku stood up, pointing down at Sora, "Don't. Move."

Sora giggled, watching Riku come back with a flat box wrapped in gold paper. He handed it to Sora, and he just stared at it…

"Riku, I can't-"

"It'd be a waste if you didn't…"

"But…" Sora began, looking up at the older man, "You've already done so much for me, I don't know…"

"I bought it special for you, Sora, if you don't open it then I'll have to give it to Roxas. And I don't want to give it to Roxas because Axel spoils him rotten."

Sora laughed. "Okay…" He gently tore the paper apart, looking at the engraving on the box, reading "Kingdom Hearts Co." in white cursive writing. He pulled the top of the box off, gasping when he looked the necklace over.

A bright, shiny, silver crown sat on a beautiful silver chain that shined in the little light in the room. Sora pulled it out of the case, looking at it closely before slipping it on and tackling Riku in an embrace.

"Thank you, thank you so much!"

Riku laughed, patting his back gently until he sat up. "You really-"

"Well, what else did you think you would get?"

"Nothing else, I love it, it's beautiful!" He said, gently stroking the metal. "But…I think there is one more thing you could tell me, Riku…"

"What's that?" He asked, sitting back on the couch.

"Why did you tell me yesterday that they would think we were together? I mean…I've held your hand before, and you never gave me-"

Riku sighed, sitting up from the couch again and looking at the floor. "I don't know… I was just…unsure if I was ready for that kind of thing yet… If I was really ready for something like Love…" He glanced up at the brunet, watching as both of his legs met his chest on the couch.

"Yanno…" Sora began, hugging his legs up to himself closer. "My mom told me once before I moved out that Love was blind in a sense… Like…the heart doesn't know what it wants, even if it's right there in front of it…"

Riku grinned, watching as Sora pulled the pretty wrapped box from beside the couch and set it in his lap. "I want you to have this because, Riku… no one has ever been this nice to me before. A good few people have helped me out of some situations, but… It was like they came and went, yanno? You're special."

Riku smiled, tearing through the paper happily, laughing at the objects inside. Inside were a case including two Chocolate Pens, and four or five small cases of lubricant. He laughed again, looking up at Sora, watching as he moved to sit on his knees, leaning closer and kissing him chastely on the lips.

"I know it's a lot right now… But I really think you're ready for this…" Another kiss.

The presents slipped from Riku's lap as Sora replaced them, gently rapping his legs around his waist and kissing him sweetly. It quickly turned hungry, both of them feeding from the other selfishly until it was time to move.

Clumsily standing, Riku brought Sora with him, their kissing only stopping for a moment before they were at it again, generally moving in the direction of the bedroom,

Before the door is even opened, Riku backed into it with a low groan, both out of surprise and slight pain, holding onto the younger man for dear life. Their jeans rubbed together, tongues battles, hands traveled, and Riku wasn't sure he could take anymore. He momentarily stopped scratching Sora's back with his left hand, and groped around the door until the knob came into reach. He turned it clumsily, nearly falling when the damn door opened.

Thankfully his head was still clear enough to remember where the bed was. Unfortunately, it was him who landed on the bottom when they stumbled backward, tumbling down on the mattress, Sora already flipping open the button on his pants. Riku flipped them over, nearly falling off the bed as he grabbed Sora's shirt off and through it across the room and kicked off his pants.

Riku began work on Sora's button, only stopping for a moment to let his shirt come off, which Sora tossed to the ground, feeling his skinny fingers jab into his shoulders as he squeezed. He ignored the slightly throbbing pain, finally able to undo his fly and help him pull them off.

Once Riku stopped for a moment, he examined Sora's small, skinny body. Despite the dim light in the room, his ribs were visible and his hips were jagged. He leaned down, gently pressing his lips to Sora's, hearing his breathing ease.

He moaned, feeling the sudden rush when Sora's hand grasped his length inside of his uncomfortable boxers, shivering a little, and almost collapsing on top of him. Two could play at that game.

Once he secured Sora's lips with his own, his hand glided south. Of course, the stupid hand jumbling around his pants made it a teeny bit hard to concentrate, but he was able to get passed the waistband and grasp the warm, throbbing member in retaliation for the totally-uncalled-for method Sora just had to go through with earlier. Sora's breath in turn hitched in his throat, and his legs tensed, and for a second his own hand stopped moving.

He opened his eyes, looking up at Riku for one second before he felt the hard stroke the older inflicted on his member, tossing his head and moaning loudly. Riku placed feather light kisses on his neck before repeating the motion, again and again and again. His pace sped until Sora was writhing against his touch and was almost screaming out in ecstasy…and then he stopped.

He looked up at Riku for a moment through the haze over his eyes and the throb between his legs, and tried to speak. "Y-you…s-stop…?"

"I need to get the pen, I'll be right back."

What perfect fucking timing he had.

Riku released the younger man, got up and clear walked out of the room. Sora groaned, finally getting out of his uncomfortable boxers and throwing them off to the side, waiting for Riku to come back so he didn't go off without him.

Riku did return after a moment with the small pens and lubricant, and set them down on the nightstand before kissing Sora's cheeks and settling down on the bed in between his legs. He ripped the package open, throwing the trash in every direction and popping open the milk chocolate flavored pen. He shook it a few times before pressing it against Sora's chest. It drizzled out lazily in little ribbons, creating small shapes and squiggles which Riku erased which his tongue when he was done.

Sora laughed, glancing on the nightstand and grabbing the pink one, popping it open and flipping the both of them over so that he straddled Riku's thighs and was doodling gently on his chest. With a flick of the pen, a heart evolved, but was quickly licked away. They tumbled one more time, falling with both of them on their sides, Riku still between Sora's legs and the pens still drawing designs on the other's chests.

Sora was first to move south onto Riku's abs, drawing a light squiggle and licking it with his tongue. Then Riku drew a clumsy circle around one of his nipples, sucking it lightly and cleaning it with his teeth gently. Sora moaned, copying the motion, only biting the nub softly before pulling away.

Sora's lips and corners of his mouth were smudged with the pink, possibly strawberry flavored chocolate, and, Riku assumed, his were too. He laughed gently, connecting their lips hungrily, realizing the pink chocolate was in fact tinted strawberry, and tipping over so that he was back on top. He reached for a small plastic pack of lube and opened it carefully, watching as Sora suddenly sat up, placing a hand on top of the lube pack.

"Y-you have to prep me, first, Riku, it'll hurt less…"

"What?"

"You know…" Sora began, sitting up and taking one of his fingers and putting it into his mouth.

"Oh."

"It will hurt less…" He repeated, taking the finger from his mouth and laying back down.

Riku shrugged, squeezing the liquid onto two of his fingers, glancing up at Sora before sliding one of them inside. Sora writhed, arcing his back and fisting the sheets. Another finger, a louder moan.

He pulled his fingers slowly in and out, hearing Sora finally say that he was ready. He leaned over to the nightstand and grabbed another little package of lubricant, that was taken away when Sora sat up again, opening the thing himself.

"L-let me do it."

Riku quirked and eyebrow, sighing and sweeping a hand through his hair, "Alright. Fine. Knock yourself out."

Sora giggled as both of them sat cross-legged on the bed, Sora squeezing the clear liquid onto his hands. He looked up at Riku before he gently wrapped his fingers around the throbbing length, glancing up at Riku for a moment before continuing. His hands moved up and down as gently as he could, realizing he was done and laid back on the bed.

Riku repositioned himself between Sora's legs, glancing up at him for a moment, waiting for any kind of hesitation, smiling at the chocolate stains on his chest, and around his mouth. Sora leaned up, kissing him gently before lying back onto the bed.

Riku thrust his hips forward, moaning in unison with the brunet, looking up for a second for any sign of protest. Riku pulled back, slamming back into him, letting another moan erupt from his throat, matching Sora's.

His thrusts grew deeper, faster, and louder with the sensations coursing through both of their aching bodies. With one last thrust of his hips, Riku spilled his seed, and soon after, Sora came all over their stomachs. Riku regained his breath, pulling out and kissing the younger man, threading hands through his hair, still tasting the strawberry coating his mouth.

He grabbed a tissue from the box on the nightstand and cleaned the mess, first getting it off of him and swiping it off of Sora. The brunet laughed at the action, watching as he tossed it onto the floor with the rest of the trash.

Riku lay down comfortably, feeling Sora scrunch up next to him and sigh happily.

"How about…Chrostmas, Riku? Will you celebrate that instead of Christmas?"

Riku blinked, "Wh-what?"

"Chrostmas. You know, instead of Christmas. You said you didn't like Christmas, so… I made up another holiday…"

"…You could think during that?"

"Before that, silly."

"Okay, fine. Chrostmas it is." Riku laughed, feeling sleep slowly washing over him.

"Merry Chrostmas, Riku." Sora said, gently kissing his cheek and snuggling closer to his body and falling asleep shortly after.

I must be l o s i n g it

A/N: "Ten Thousand Fists" By Disturbed and "Must Be Dreaming" By Frou Frou

For the record, I don't like AFI. I just added that in there because more credit should be owed to my buddy, Nicole. I was going for the "Miss Murder" song on the radio…but…yeah. You know.

So, tell me how this went and R+R?

Sora/Riku/Roxas/Axel/Leon/Marluxia/Larxene/Zexion

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