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Sora x Riku #1 ~> A Story of Chance Encounters
A boy of fourteen years of age sat on the grains of sand that was hugged every now and then by the cool waters of the ocean. His feet wiggled in the mushy ground as he looked out onto the horizon, watching the sun set on the unending waters out at sea. He sighed, his brown hair bending slightly to the light breeze from the waters.
“Sora!” exclaimed a boy, his silver hair trailed behind him a bit as he ran towards the sitting boy. He was a year older than Sora, and he was built stronger as well. “Sora, I’ve been looking all over for you!” he said happily, his eyes dancing in the reflection of Sora’s.
“Why?” he asked, smiling slightly and cocking his head to the side. “Did you finish the raft?”
“No,” stated the silver haired boy. “I didn’t. You know Kairi?” Well, she said she doesn’t want to come anymore. She wants to stay on the island with some girl she met. I think the other girl’s name is Minaki…you know, the girl with two sisters Hinaki and Shiyoki?” He sat down next to Sora, smiling. “It’s her loss, really…but who knows if we’ll ever make it off the island?”
Sora frowned slightly. “What do you mean by that Riku?” he asked, shifting a bit in his sitting position as so he was facing the boy Riku.
“It’s your materials that are missing…” Riku said with an evil grin. He shook his head and laughed. “Sora, you still haven’t brought the rope…” He looked into Sora’s eyes, waiting for his explanation.
Sora blushed. “I-I thought I already gave you the rope,” he stated in a small voice.
Riku scrunched his nose. “Well, then help me find it Sora…” he said, his mind cranking out alternative thoughts. There was more than one way to use a rope…
Sora nodded, jumping up and rushing towards the raft he and Riku were building. They both had wanted to get off the island, and Kairi’s arrival proved to them that there was something else out there, other places to discover with their eyes. Sora arrived at the area they were building their raft, and immediately he spotted the rope, resting on top of a smoothed rock. He picked it up and showed it to Riku, who had followed close behind. “See, I did give you the rope,” he said with a pure smile.
Riku smirked. “So you did…” he murmured, grabbing the rope. Immediately, he unraveled it, and started tying up Sora’s wrists.
Sora tried to break free, but Riku held his hands behind his back. “R-Riku, wh-what are you d-doing?!” Sora exclaimed, feeling the rope rub against his bare wrists. He winced as he felt his skin become enflamed.
“Just playing a little game…” he said, pushing Sora to the ground, seeing Sora wince again. “The rules are simple, Sora: as long as your wrists are tied, I’m winning. And since I’m winning, I get to do what I want with you. If you can manage to get the rope untied, you win, and that means you get to do what you want with me…” He smirked again, setting himself down, his legs wrapped around Sora’s thighs. Riku pressed his chest against Sora’s, his neck arched downwards as his lips found Sora’s, pressing them together. He shared his first kiss with Sora.
And Sora’s first kiss was with his friend Riku…
~End of first encounter~
 master-of-snow · Wed Oct 15, 2008 @ 03:17am · 0 Comments |
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