InsaneJournal for Radiant Garden University.
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| Wednesday, July 22nd, 2009 |
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What was supposed to be a curious trip to the islands in the sea to try and convince them to support Balamb in the war, turned into a disaster when the sea turned cruel and tossed their boat violently, smashing it against the rocks of the shore. Though they had held onto each other as long as possible, the waves ripped the Prince and Riku apart, and threw them ashore separately. It was there that Sora had woken up with a groan, and eventually got to his feet. He panicked immediately, calling out for Riku, running up and down the beach and in and out of the sea. Even when he saw two persons there, he was afraid to approach them, as the woman was wearing nothing but her under things and the man was wearing only a pair of short trousers. Instead he shied away, scared of this foreign place, and sat in the rocks for a while. Figuring he could not sit out here forever, and rather that it was a better idea to hope that Riku had washed ashore elsewhere, he brushed off as much sand as possible and straightened what was left of his clothes (at least his cloak was intact and so would show the royal colors and family crest clearly) but he pants were a bit ripped, his jacket torn (he discarded it) and he was still a little damp. At least his boots and his sword were still fine. (Though he had to empty the water from his boots.) The Prince waited until the strange people seemed to be leaving the area and followed them at a distance. Once he was in the town though, he was….afraid to say the least. The people themselves seemed quite normal, but their state of dress was bizarre to put it kindly. They seemed to have no distinct nationality, and their accent was unlike any Sora had ever heard in his life. He did thank the gods that he seemed to understand the language, they were speaking Balambish. Still, besides the people there were frightening things. Carriages that moved on their own in patterns, hundreds of them. Shops that lined the street, people talking to themselves while holding small devices to their face, people riding two wheeled contraptions along. It was a lot to take in and Sora felt very overwhelmed, and alone. Finally, when he got up the nerve to speak to someone, all he could say was “Pardon me, I seem to be lost and-” The man took one look at him and laughed a little. College kids. “Don’t worry, it happens man. RGU is just straight up the street, turn left on Holly, and go right up Indian.” Sora stood there, a little dumbfounded. He wandered up the street anyway, though he wasn’t sure of the directions. Left ON Holly? Right up Indian? Furthermore, what was RGU? With some effort, he followed the directions onto the campus. It seemed to be a conglomeration of buildings, perhaps a small village here? “Riku…where are you?” |
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It wasn’t supposed to end like this. Not like this. The Prince, with his beautiful promises of traveling, had gotten the opportunity to travel to the islands in the sea. He’d taken Riku with him, for the company. It was supposed to be an easy trip, almost one of leisure since the islands had ever been their ally. The storm had come up from nowhere, and the Captain had ordered every hand onto deck to try and hold the sails. This had included Riku. Too late the Prince had realized this when he’d tried to find the other boy, and had gone on deck. Riku was a creature of the land and sky, not of the water. He didn’t know what to do with the rope he’d been handed, screamed at by the Captain to hold vast. He was confused, and frightened. But never so frightened as when he’d seen the Prince through the whipping wind and rain. He’d called to him, foolishly. Their hands had touched for a brief moment, someone yelling for them to get below while another yelled for them to brace themselves. The little ship had shuddered at the impact against the rocks and the wave had swept over the deck, making the two boys sliding off the deck and into the cold, dark water. Riku held onto the Prince’s hand as well he could, but a wave forced its way between them, forcing their hands apart. From then, Riku didn’t know what happened to the Prince as he struggled to make it to the surface, blinding trashing about in the water, trying to find what remained of the little ship and the Prince. His strength threatened to give out, but by luck he managed to grab hold of some floating debris from the ship, sick on sea water but too stubborn to let go and submit to a watery death. He thought that he must have fallen asleep at some point, miraculously not losing his hold and slipping under the water, because when he opened his eyes, he saw some little town, white and red houses dotting the wharf. Had he, by some chance, made it to the islands of the sea? Once making it to land, Riku promptly threw up all the water he’d swallowed, coughing and spitting, trying to get the taste of seaweed out of his mouth. It’d been the kindness of a stranger, a older woman with long hair with flowers dotting the grey strands, who’d packed him up, half conscious, saying something about how he shouldn’t ‘do so much his first time’ and would ‘take him back to campus’. Once out of her magical machine, Riku’s stumbled onto the grass and collapsed under a tree, still feeling sick, and now tears beginning to fall without his control from his eyes. The Prince. What had happened to the Prince? |
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| Friday, July 3rd, 2009 |
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Friday was, without a doubt, one of the best days after Thanksgiving Riku had ever had. He woke up curled up around Sora in the shorter boy’s bed where they had made it after they’d woken up on the couch and stumbled up to Sora’s room where they’d had to push the dog off the bed before they could fall back asleep. Once they’d woken up, Riku ran off to have breakfast with his family and then had come back to Sora’s house. They’d walked the dogs and walked to the school where they played some catch and then made out on the bleachers, because they could. Lunch was hot turkey sandwiches from all the leftovers and more pie, visiting with Hayner’s family, and then they had to leave so that they could get back to school to get Sora’s suit. From there it was off to Riku’s house where they were met by Aba who wanted to hear about school and friends and Sora, and then a quick dance lesson that was more laughter than dance, and then upstairs to Riku’s room to change before it got too late. |
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| Wednesday, May 27th, 2009 |
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Sora, and Roxas, had left Wednesday afternoon for home. Sora had almost made them miss the train because he was too busy kissing Riku goodbye before he got out of the car. Both of the boys slept most of the way home, and Sora admitted that he probably missed Riku already even that night. Knowing that he wasn't going to get his goodnight kiss for up to four days was kinda frownful. At least he was able to text him before bed. Sora crawled out of bed early on Thursday to go with his Dad to pick up Tutu and Jiji from the airport. Tutu spent her fair amount of time questioning Sora about him and Riku, and Sora just smiled and answered most of her questions. The rest of the family gradually got out of bed and after a light breakfast together the ladies, and Sora, got to cooking. Roxas, Jiji, and Dad all retreated into the Mancave to play monopoly, poker, and other various card games while they waited for dinner. It wasn't that Sora was particularly domestic, it was just that the two women needed an extra set of hands to stir or check or cut or otherwise prepare things while they did the cooking. Sora ended up in one of his Mother's blue aprons anyway, and got sat down at the table to make cookies. It wasn't long before Mom plugged in her ipod to the speakers and turned the music up loudly, so they could all dance and sing along with whatever came on the playlist. Fiver and Sixer were running around outside, and Sora felt like it sure was good to be home. Like nothing had changed and all the warm and happy feelings that came with spending time with your family were still there waiting for him whenever he wanted to come home. |
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| Sunday, May 24th, 2009 |
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| Zexion frowned at the door in front of him. He'd tried unlocking it, and it wasn't until he'd heard the questionable noises coming from inside, did he realize what the likely reason it wasn't opening was. He frowned harder. It was getting late, and the library had closed, so he didn't really know where else he could go. It wasn't like he had a plethora of friends or anything. Just, well, Demyx. He sighed, and wondered if he'd be out of line, to see if he might have a place for him to stay. He sighed, and headed towards the elevator, going to Demyx' room, and knocking on the door, feeling embarrassed for even having to do this. | ||||||
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| Thursday, May 7th, 2009 |
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After the short episode with Riku's parents, Sora felt like he really wanted to move his project and plan along, to have it be more than just a plan, and closer to a reality. He needed to research. He needed to learn. He needed to meet people. So for most of November, that was what he had been doing. He had gotten books, he had changed his major, he had gotten an adviser, who had helped him plan his classes up until graduation. He began to research businesses, like what he would eventually want. Yet he also looked into sustainability, and environmentalist things, and being 'green' and even started making sure to throw all his compostable garbage in the compost. He went about to the several hotels in the area, and found out about job openings. Front desk was fine, anything to get a foot in the door really. Plus, it was a good idea to get a job. More money for dates! All of this on top of schoolwork, he was pretty exhausted by the end of the day, and ended up falling asleep at his desk or over his homework before he'd intended to go to bed most nights. He'd had to say 'No' to Riku a couple of times when asked if he was free, and that sucked but, he wanted there to be SOMETHING he had, some kind of road he was going down, that he could present when he was asked. It was no where near the time to tell Riku about the plan, so he was kind of vague about WHY he was busy, which he felt bad about. Sora had started talking to other students, people he could potentially hire for positions later. There were a number of multi-talented students at his college, he found out. He kept a neat file for each student, with a picture even, in his file box he now kept under his desk. Only one of the files was empty: the one for his architect, landscaper, industrial designer and business partner. This is what brought him to be asleep in the middle of the afternoon, sprawled on his bed, laptop open on his stomach, still wearing the slacks and tie and jacket he had worn to a meeting with an executive in town he had scheduled on the premise that he was 'doing a school project' when really he just wanted to interview him for personal interest. Too busy to have spent much time with his boyfriend over the last week and a half, at least. |
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| Wednesday, May 6th, 2009 |
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It had been a week, well, a little less than a week. Word had gotten around. Roxas was trying to avoid people. Some were appalled. Some were sad. Some (a few, it's true!) took his side for some reason. Personally, he could care less. His personal life was his own damn business. Frankly, he was still confused. He hadn't talked to Axel, and still, he felt like he hadn't really done anything wrong. Now that he was single and...well seemingly going to stay that way, it felt really weird. He hadn't experienced being single in college before. Girls like...flirted with him. It seemed really surreal. He also found that he felt really bored a lot. Sometimes Hayner had struggle practice, Sora had to divide his time between him and Riku, and even Demyx was busy sometimes. He admitted to himself that he probably needed more friends. But...he didn't feel like making them. So...just because he was really mad at Axel still for being an idiot, and kind of upset for being dumped so suddenly, he still...missed him. (He didn't admit it aloud to anyone). So as the minutes ticked away during class, even though he had finished his project a half hour ago, he waited until class was over and Axel grabbed his stuff and stood up to leave. Roxas grabbed his backpack and headed to the front of the class, feeling awkward even as he approached the redhead. "Uh...." he said intelligibly. "Hey." |
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| Tuesday, May 5th, 2009 |
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Seifer was still chuckling when everyone left the room. He knew Hayner was going to probably turn on him soon, though, so he watched him warily. "I kind of forgot about what happened at Red Robin last time." He said, trying to make Hayner think about something other than revenge. "Where do you want to go instead?" He asked, and got up to go look through his closet for something sexy he could wear for the night. There was that awesome Mexican place, called Diego's or something, but they had Mexican on their last date, and he wanted to go for something different. "We could do Applebees or something." He suggested. He picked out a dark blue t-shirt that was tight enough to show off his muscles, but not too tight that it was restricting. It was still probably a little early to be getting ready, but he really had nothing else to do. |
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| Monday, May 4th, 2009 |
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After Axel's outburst, Roxas' mouth fell open a little, and he sat there in shock for several minutes after Axel had stormed off. Finally he closed his mouth and looked down into his lap. Did Axel just...break up with him? Because he wasn't gay enough? Axel had never even let him explain. Everything had come out totally wrong. The ideas that they each had had about their relationship were completely different. Axel had always seen himself as the victim, and now that Roxas felt like HE was the victim, suddenly it couldn't be worked out. In a zombie-ish state, he got up and left the coffeehouse, and texted his brother to find out where he was. Apparently, he and Riku were playing video games, so he just wandered on over to Sora's room. Sora opened the door and frowned. "Oh no. What now?" he asked. Roxas shook his head a little. "I think...that Axel dumped me. Because I wasn't gay enough." He said. Even right now it sounded messed up. Sora took his brother's hand and pulled him into the room. "That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard. Riku, scoot over," he said, so Roxas could have a place to sit on the bed. "Explain what happened." Sora told him, making with the brother cuddling, because that was how you did it with a sad brother. "So he tells me, that he tried to sleep with three people since we decided we had a sort of open relationship. But apparently it felt wrong and he felt guilty and he didn't want to. So he gets all sappy like 'I only wanna be with you.' But...now it's like...well I'm a boy right and boys like girls and Axel isn't a girl. So logically...if I'm not giving him what he wants, and that makes us have an open relationship, then if he's not giving me what I want, why shouldn't it still be? But he says no, and tries to make it sound like I'm an awful person now, and storms off and..." Roxas made a wearied sigh. Sora shook his head. "Obviously, he's a stupid fool," he pointed out. "Riku, agree with me." |
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| Saturday, May 2nd, 2009 |
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Hayner made his way back to his room the morning after Halloween, some of the facepaint he'd missed smeared down his neck. His stomach hurt vaguely from all the sugar he'd consumed the other day, but it had been fun. He left Roxas sleeping in Sora's room... Sora, who had never come back last night after disappearing to see his boyfriend. It was kind of funny really. Maybe the kid actually got some last night. He'd be the only one. Seifer was asleep, not surprising, but he just looked SO innocent there... Hayner couldn't resist running over and jumping on him. |
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| Tuesday, April 28th, 2009 |
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Axel woke up Thursday morning with a hangover the size of the Coliseum. It didn't take him long to decide to ditch his first class, and instead, grabbed his cell phone from his night stand, where he'd dropped it the previous night. He flipped it open, planning on calling Roxas, but stopped, unsure of what it was that he wanted to say. It had happened again. He'd gone back to Malik's room with him, with every intention of sexing him up, but when it came down to it, he just felt so guilty about the whole thing. The two of them ended up finishing each other off, without actually having sex, and Axel apologized to the annoyed blond, before returning to his room. He knew he should probably call Roxas, and apologize about being a jerk, as well as explain his reasons for it. He put the phone back down though, unable to actually make the call. How would Roxas react? Axel might be a soon to be father. Would Roxas be able to handle that? Axel wasn't even sure if he could handle it. He knew he certainly wasn't ready for all of the responsibilities he knew that it would bring. He let his head fall back to his pillow, with a heavy sigh. He supposed what it really came down to was, would Roxas stay with him? That was what worried him most. It didn't make things easier that he'd been a pretty big douche on top of everything as well. He couldn't avoid it forever though. He sighed again, all of this debating with himself just making his headache worse, and he rolled over onto his side, looking at his phone again. There was really no avoiding this. It was going to have to happen eventually, regardless. He flipped his phone open again, and scrolled through his contacts, pausing on Roxas' name. This really wasn't the kind of thing to say over the phone. He instead opened a text message, and typed out something quick to Roxas. 'I need to talk to you. Can you come to my room?' |
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| Thursday, April 23rd, 2009 |
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| Seifer walked into the party, in full nazi uniform, and glanced around, to see if he saw anyone he knew. It looked like Rai and Fuu weren't there yet. He started walking towards the snack table, when he spotted Hayner standing off to the side, and decided to make a detour over to him, chuckling when he saw the others' choice of costume. | ||||||
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| Friday, March 20th, 2009 |
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| A few days before Halloween, Demyx, armed with a pad of paper and a pencil, stopped by Zexion and Sora's room and knocked on the door, bouncing a little on his feet while he waited for someone to come answer. | ||||||
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| Saturday, March 14th, 2009 |
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Axel was just putting the finishing touches of his face paint on, (It was actually edible body paint. He thought he might have fun with it later.) then he stepped back to look at himself in the mirror. Not too bad...he made a pretty hott indian, if he said so himself, which he did. He winked at himself in the mirror, before turning to leave, and head towards Roxas' room. The past week or so had certainly been different for Axel. Even though Roxas had now given him permission to sleep with other people, he hadn't actually had sex yet, with anyone. There had just been some blowjobs, and handjobs so far. Axel still wasn't sure if he actually wanted to have sex with someone else, he figured that what he was getting was at least enough to tide him over while he waited for Roxas. Still, every time, when it was all over, he felt this incredible guilt, that he felt shouldn't be there. It wasn't like he was cheating on Roxas, afterall, the blond had given him permission, but it all felt so...wrong. He'd been busy pushing those feelings away, telling himself that they were meaningless, and it was doing a semi decent job of keeping the guilt at bay. For the moment at least. He pasted a smile on his face, once he reached Roxas' door, and knocked, excited to see his boyfriend dressed up as a cowboy. He bet he would be hott. |
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| Tuesday, March 3rd, 2009 |
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Axel grumpily went to his classes. He robotically took notes, without really hearing or taking in anything his professors were sayinig. He knew he'd probably overreacted a bit, and the fact that it had been a while since he'd had any kind of relief that wasn't his hand, certainly wasn't helping his temper. He was beginning to realize that this problem wasn't going to go away, and it was probably time he talked to Roxas about it. So, by the time he arrived at the class he TAed for with Roxas in it, he was already planning out in his head, what he wanted to say. Cid had him pass out an article to the class, and as he gave Roxas his, he also slipped him a note that said, 'We need to talk. Meet me after class?' |
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| Saturday, February 21st, 2009 |
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It was a new thing... being in a relationship (and this one had been official for just over a week). It was different than being friends. Being friends had most of the same elements... hanging out, sharing meals, napping on each other, even kissing... but it was different now. Meeting for lunch was still nice, but a different kind of nice. Having Sora randomly show up at work to give Riku a break from 'broken' bikes was fun still, but another kind of fun. Stolen kisses were still sweet, but a different level of sweet. And not so stolen. Lunch just... tasted better, and conversation came easier, with Sora. Work seemed easier and more enjoyable, and when Sora happened down upon a surprise visit, Riku's face would light up. There didn't need to be the excuse of a nap for Sora to turn Riku into his furtiture, however he decided to lay on him. And goodnight kisses were manditory. Sleep just was an elusive thing, without goodnight kisses. Even if one of them was busy all day with school, or work, or tests, or papers or projects, or labs; a few minutes to meet up in the hall or one of their rooms just to talk for a few minutes and see how the other's day had gone, ending with a goodnight kiss... it was a must. Riku liked having a boyfriend, he decided. Provided that boyfriend was Sora. He hadn't seen much of Sora outside of class that day, but they'd made arrangements to meet up before the party and then to ditch it together when they got bored. It had taken Riku awhile to figure out what he was going to wear, but he'd managed to get ahold of a really nice revolutionary war costume. With his pale hair all pulled back, he was saying that he was George Washinton, minus the wooden teeth. |
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| Sunday, January 25th, 2009 |
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Roxas said (well, wrote) give him some time, and maybe suggest you start over. Demyx just knew that he wanted his friend back. So he decided to try. He didn't think that Zexion really was interested in seeing him for a few days (which was also part of the give him some time and space rule) so he left things on Zexion's door. On Monday: A packet of fish food for Swift On Tuesday: A page out of Frankenstien, highlighted, that Demyx had used in his essay. On Wednesday: A pack of gum, because Zexion didn't really like candy On Thursday: The essay he'd written on Frankenstien, with a big red B+ on it. Wooh hoo! On Friday: Demyx had just drawn a big smily face on the whiteboard, because he'd mean to get downtown, but failed to catch the bus in time. On Saturday: He'd FINALLY managed to get downtown and buy some of that tea Zexion liked from that place, and actually wrapped it and shoved it under the door with Zexion's name on it... because he didn't want anyone stealing it. |
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| Thursday, January 8th, 2009 |
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Demyx had had a very stressful time since getting out of the hospital. In addition to the not being able to hear anything, if he didn't want to drop all of his classes, he had a lot of work to make up. His English class was proving more than difficult, given how much lecture the teacher did, and how little was actually written on the board. He missed out on all the book discussion even though he was sitting right there in the room when it happened. His music classes were hard in a different way. As in, he couldn't hear any of the music. He was doing well with the theory, and even managed to play alright. He just couldn't hear what he, or anyone else was doing. And that broke his heart. Roxas tried to help him sludge through the books, but Roxas had his own classes, and social life, and twin brother who was a puddle of emo right now. Demyx hadn't heard from Zexion since the hospital, but... they were friends, right? Roxas had called Zexion for him, and never heard back, but still! Which is why he ended up at Zexion's door (Roxas's twin's door too), knocking on it, and hoping that no one was just calling for him to come in, because he wouldn't be able to hear that. |
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| Tuesday, December 16th, 2008 |
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Seifer got back to his room after Struggle practice, glancing at the clock briefly before going to hop into the shower. He had about two hours before he had to go meet Kyle for their date. He'd ended up avoiding Hayner as best as he could during practice, unsure of what to say to him, and as soon as practice had ended he'd hurried back to their dorm room. He really needed a shower now, though. He stripped his clothes off, letting them fall to the floor on his way to the bathroom. He ended up leaving the door open without really thinking about it, since he was the only one there at the moment. |
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| Monday, December 15th, 2008 |
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It was hard for Sora to get back to RGU, after the wonderful weekend in Hawaii with his (teehee) boyfriend. It had been difficult for him to leave Riku at his dorm room on Monday when it was okay for them to skip class and do whatever. Sora had stuff to do. First he sat down and took a very deep breath. Then he got a piece of paper and started to plan. Eventually he had a grocery list. He went to the store and bought a bunch of stuff, and hauled it back to his dorm room. He then invited Roxas over to help him figure out how to bake. Two heads were better than one. "Why exactly do we have to make THREE cheesecakes?" Roxas asked, as he threw a tennis ball at Sora from the couch he was sitting on in the common room on their floor. Sora caught it and tossed it back. "So I can cut them up and arrange them into an amazing masterpiece," Sora replied. "I think he'd probably be just a thrilled with ONE normal cheesecake," Roxas pointed out. Sora was overkill sometimes. "Well, I can't help it. I just want my boyfriend to have a good birthday." Sora tried not to smirk right there. "Boyfriend?!" Roxas asked, missing the ball Sora threw and it hitting him in the shoulder. "Ow! Since when?" "Since a very romantic weekend on a tropical island." Okay, he looked a little smug. Roxas picked up the ball and threw it at Sora. "Ow!" Sora replied as it hit him in the arm. "You little hooker!" Roxas said, getting up and pulling his brother into a headlock. (Sora let him of course). "What took you so long! Seriously! You're so freaking slow! You guys are like practically married already." Roxas was on the ground in a minute for that, but at least they were both laughing. Sora crawled into bed exhausted, his perfect three tiered masterpiece snug in the fridge. He set his alarm to wake up before Riku would, so he could tiptoe down the hall and push a note under Riku's door. It said 'Happy Birthday! Thinking of you! Have a wonderful morning! -Sora' and had a picture that his Grandma snapped while they were sleeping in the hammock. He wouldn't see him until class at 11, but he wanted Riku to have a great day from the beginning. He also texted him just '<3'. Before he crashed back into his bed for an hour more of sleep before classes. |
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