Riku just laughed again. "Fine, fine. Have it your way." Though he did steal one of those long, slow kisses before he finally released Sora and got up off his bed to flip through his closet. Most of his clothes were at school... the stuff he liked anyway, or wore.
"I didn't even know I owned this much red stuff," Riku muttered as he flipped through his shirts. He had brought a couple of them back upon learning that red bothered Sora, so now it looked disporportinate in his closet.
Finally, Riku settled on a long-sleeved black shirt that he pulled a blue and white sleeveless jacket over and a pair of grey jeans. To finish it off, he had on the necklace Sora had given him for his birthday. "Well, I think I'm ready."