<<(...)Seeing blood makes me feel car-sick…

Riku blinked. “Really? I know a boy – I think – who gets that way, too”

“Oh? What’s he like?” Sora answered, the prospect of going home and finishing the banner forgotten.

“He’s really…different. He has two brothers, L and R, at least that’s what I call them, and he has a obsession with sweets, loves to collect Keyblades, and hates the thought of war,” Riku said.

Sora froze, and stared up. He looked into Riku’s aquamarine eyes, blinked when he saw that Riku knew.

“I should’ve known…” Sora murmured. Riku gently took his face, and tipped his chin up. Sora stared up, and felt his heart thump against his chest. This was it.

Riku bent down, his lips mere millimetres from Sora’s plush pink ones, and breathed, “So, is this…weird?”

“No…this is…great” Sora sighed. Riku grinned. “Good” Before pressing his lips against Sora’s in a chaste kiss. They ignored the loud shriek of the fangirls, and Riku pinned Sora against the lockers, before deepening the kiss. By the end of it they were both panting, and looking quite dishevelled.

“…do I call you Riku or Land?” Sora asked, quietly, burying his head in Riku’s firm chest.

“Doesn’t matter. You’ll always be my sky” Riku murmured, running his fingers through Sora’s soft chocolate locks. “You have been ever since I saw your avatar and penname on that forum, ever since I told you everything, and showed you myself”

Sora smiled, and looked up, bright blue eyes shining with joy. “I’m pretty sure I love you, you know”

“I know. And I happen to feel the same way”>>




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Great fic, by Kira Sakura. I just loved this scene. It's just that the plot is incredible. Go on and read


used water colors here and that stupid piece of paper especially made for this kind of painting