Just Like in Soap Operas, but Worse

AN: Thanks so much for the reviews! ♥! This chapter is sorta like the prelude to...you know what. A little bit of dom! Sora. Because dammit, there isn't a fucking enough of it! imo.

Thank-yous: AkuRokulove, Lilith[thank you! :D], k612, Anorexic Muffinz[lmaoo. hahaha. My friend can actually do that. effin' amazing.!!], Kiyoshi[yeah, i hope to actually finish this fic. it'd be my first. xD keep your fingers crossed. aww, thankies! I want Riku to be likable/relatable. :)], Nusku, fayeS., pokezejello[thanks! I'm the same way. sarcasm=♥], kitkattcassy[your long review made me very happyyyy. lol.i can't wait for the parents to find out! (maybe at the wedding???) :O!!], bella, TJ777, AlphaOmegaPsi, and AloneintheOpen.

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“Our parents,” I say, “can never find out”

Sora nods in response and continues to kiss me, letting himself explore my mouth way more than before. I don't mind it. I never thought that Sora's tongue inside my mouth (deep inside, may I add) would feel so good.

I'm in his room. We are making out. We are only 14 days away from the wedding. Fuck! I am making out, with my soon-to-be step-brother. Step-brother.

This is all kinds of wrong.

“Fuck Sora...” I break off the kiss, and all Sora does is smile.

“Already?” Guess I'm not the only one with that on my mind.

“No, I mean. Fuck! Our parents are getting married in two weeks!”

“You said it yourself, they will never find out,” and Sora tries to kiss me, but I back away. Not that I don’t want to kiss him, cause obviously we've established that I'm thirty-five hundred types of gay. It just feels disgusting (he’s a good kisser, don’t get me wrong). He's not even my real brother, why should it disgust me?

What a fucked up web you’ve weaved Riku. I guess this is what it feels like in the world of queer.

“You don’t find this odd, at all?” I ask and Sora shakes his head and tries to kiss me again. I back away...again, I know, bite me.

He sighs. “Look Riku, it's not like we are anywhere close to being related. Besides, our parents will never know!” And he smiles again. I spy a little lust in the corner of his lips. Don’t judge me for wanting to kiss it away, or even get a little taste of it.

And I do. I kiss him. His lips taste like candy. Sora, what the fuck have you done to me?

Imagine Axel walking in right now. That would be pretty hilarious. And very unlikely, right? Right?

Thank god it didn’t happen. Hah! You Actually thought he was going to come weren’t you? Sorry to disappoint you, but the hilarities of Axel would have to wait in line because a lot of things were dying to happen right now that were much more important.

There was a knock on the door, though, followed by a voice. “Sora, Roxas's on the phone,” Amy spoke oh-so-gracefully from the other side. We quickly backed away from each other, wiping our mouths on our sleeves as if that would make this any less obvious.

“Uhm... coming!” Sora yells back and looks at me. He still has that fucking adorable smile on his face. He kisses me quick before abandoning me and walking downstairs to take the phone. We didn’t have one of those 5th century wire phones, so he came back upstairs with the cordless not too long later.

“Oh really?” he asks Roxas on the phone. He covers up half of the phone, so Roxas wont hear whatever it is he is gonna say next. “Roxas’s wondering if it’s ok if he stops by? He is in the neighbourhood and kinda bored…”

“Why are you asking me?”

Sora hesitates and laughs a little before saying, “Well… Roxas’s kind of afraid of you.”

I laugh out loud, really loud may I add. “Are you kidding?” I ask and Sora shakes his head. That is pretty funny. Probably intimidated by my masculinity… I am quite ripped, in my humble opinion. Been doing a little push-ups before going to bed, you know, gotta do what you gotta do. “Yeah I don’t mind. But...” I hesitate, “Do you think he’ll suspect something?” I ask and pointing between the two of us.

Sora shakes his head and whispers, “Roxas’s kinda clueless about that shit.”

“So he’s stupid?”

“Something like that,” Sora says and uncovers the phone again.

10 minutes pass. Nothing too excited happens except that I got to know Sora’s mouth a little more. It was pretty interesting for me, I just don’t really feel like sitting here explaining 10 minutes of making out.

Roxas came (no you little perverted shits, not like that) and I couldn’t help but laugh at the fact that this guy this was actually scared of me. I might come off as scary sometimes, but I don’t mean to (of course I mean to).

When the doorbell went off I made sure I went to my own room so Roxas wouldn’t suspect anything. Wouldn't you be kind of scared if the two people that are supposed to loathe each other were sitting in the same bed without blood spilling everywhere and limbs flying 10 feet in the air? I would be.

So instead of doing something remotely close to making sense I sit in my bed and talk to Axel on my laptop. Yes I have a laptop, I need it for school (not really, I just wanted one).

Ping.

“sup ri?” Axel wrote. I shake my head and groan in frustration.

‘talk normal Axel, you are not a 13 year old girl’ I write back. I hate it when people write net-speak. Just learn how to write, it's not that hard, save the english language, please. Thanks.

And the rest of our conversation went pretty much like…

“hey man where were you today? I waited for you.”
“we were suppose to hang out?”
“no. I just felt lonely”
“fuck off Axel”
“oh come on Riku, where were you? Getting it on with Sora?”
“For your information I was with Selphie”
“yeah right dude, come on what were you really doing?”
“that’s it.. I walked home with Selphie and she came in..”
“you liar. you were analing it with Sora.”
“whatever you say axel”

And I sign off AIM. I really didn't care to explain myself to Axel. I wasn't lying. Selphie really was here. I check my watch and it is close to 10 pm. I have absolutely nothing to do, might as well go to bed. Off with the lights.

And what seems like 5 minutes later, my alarm goes off. I press the ‘snooze’ button as fast as I think is possible for someone as tired as me, and I bury my head under my pillow. I've slept longer than I slept all last week and I am still so fucking tired.

The human body works in wondrous ways.

After 15 minutes of pressing the snooze button ever now and then, I decide to climb out of my bed and put on the clothes I had on yesterday. I am too tired to care about how I look... clothes-wise. I have to go fix my hair, that's a must at my school (not really, I just like my hair).

When I walk downstairs, everyone is sitting next to the kitchen table, eating their breakfast. They even had a plate for me there with utensils and a napkin and everything.

I didn't even care to think about why the hell everyone was up at 7am when they didn't have to go to work or school. Amy had taken the day off and so had my dad. I sit down next to Sora, seeing as that’s the only empty place.

Breakfast went by as usual. Both me and Sora had decided to ignore the shit out of each other (except for casual hand touching under the table, initiated by him not me). I had to chuckle to myself over how clueless our parents were (I don’t like saying our parents, cause that makes the whole situation sicker than it already is).

After breakfast I went to the bathroom to fix my hair. The door was slightly open and you could see in if you really wanted. I was way too busy fixing my hair to notice someone sneaking into the bathroom. I didn't notice before I suddenly had someone's arms wrapped around my waist.

I jumped a little and sighed while closing my eyes. “Fuck Sora, you scared the shit out of me” I said and before saying anything else I glance over at the door. Still a little open, and I could not take the chance so I closed it. Meaning I had to make my way out of Sora's grip.

“I missed you last night,” he whispers.

“You had Roxas over…”

“No I meant last night.”

I almost gasp for breath, that's how close he was right now. I didn't have time to sayanother word, not to mention think of a word to say, before he placed his lips on mine. Whoa, someone was horny. Didn't really expect Sora to be so...pushy. (But I fucking like it, a lot). Fuck. Fuck.

“Sora...” I say in-between kisses. “The door isn't locked.”

“Let's keep it that way,” he says with a smirk. “I like it that way. It's always more exciting with a little risk involved.”

He pushes me back so that my back is flush against the door. I try to wiggle my way out of this incredibly uncomfortable position I am in right now with the doorknob up my back area. “Wait Sora, I think I got something up my ass,” I say awkwardly and he backs away a little so I get some space to move.

“Isn't that the way you like it?” he teases. And now it was my turn to press my lips against his. I let him push me to the door again, cause really I was terrified someone would walk in.

In the middle of our, very intense make out session I feel pressure on my back. Shit, someone's trying to fucking open the door. “Riku?” my father says from the other side of the door. I panic. What the hell is he going to think if he comes in and finds both me and Sora in the bathroom, and he couldn't open the door?

Worst thing, he could think we were beating each other again. No worst thing is he thinking we were making out, blocking the door so nobody could get in. If he finds out we're probably screwed. Not that many parents actually approve of homosexuals. Even if they are not completely 100% gay. I am pretty sure my dad would kick me out.

“Yeah?” I say with a squeaky voice. I clear my throat and repeat.

“Why are you blocking the door?” He asks and I run my hand through my hair multiple times before answering.

“Uhm… I… was working out... you know. My thighs.” Sora starts to chuckle, maybe a little too loud cause now my dad said Sora's name. “yeah, Sora's here… he’s teaching me how to do the best thigh exercises,” I say. Oh sure Riku, now he’s convinced your straight as a fucking pole. I doubt anyone could feel anymore stupid than me in this exact moment.

“Well I must say, I am glad you guys are getting along.” Did I mention my dad was dumb ass? “I was just wondering we guys needed a ride to school?” He asks. I check my watch and fuck. I missed the bus.

“Yes, we would like that. Thank you dad,” I scream in hope that he will walk away. He did. I know cause I can hear his foot steps down the stairs. Thank god. I turn to Sora and sigh, running a hand through my hair. “Fuck, that was close.”

“Did you feel it?”

I look at him with confusion written all over my face, and I say, “If you by it mean my heart in my stomach then yes. Next time, we are locking the fucking door!” I give him a peck on the lips before I open the door and walk out of the bathroom. My hair was pretty messy, but right now my heart was beating so fast I didn't think of anything else than almost being caught. Thank god I get my smartness from my mom’s gene pool.

My dad drives me to school. Awkward 5 minutes. We don't say a word to each other, other than “bye” and “have a nice day”. I don't mind it, I'd rather not have him asking about me exercising with Sora and how he’d like me to ‘teach him how to do those thighs warm ups’.

I walk up to my locker in the hallway without really noticing all the looks I was getting. It should worry me considering nobody even knew who I was one day ago. Axel walks over to me with a serious look on his face.

“Dude, you really were with Selphie last night,” he said, his face was shocked and filled with horror. Aw Axel, scared I might not be gay after all?

“I told you...” I said and took out some books from my locker. “Wait... what made you suddenly believe me?”

“It's not you, She's just been going around school telling everyone about how you got it on with a guy…”

“What?!” I scream, and now everyone stopped moving. I groan and right now I wouldn't mind just locking myself into that locker in front of me with some Doritos and a magazine. So fucking tempting.

“Everyone knows you're gay. Except for you,” Axel says. “That's kinda funny”

“What did she say? And I need the exact words,” I say and Axel just points behind me.

“Why don’t you ask her yourself?” he says and I turn around. She smiled at me and waved. I shake my head and close the locker before making my way over to her.

“What the hell did you do?” I ask and she giggles. She looks in the mirror in her locker and fixes her hair and make up before turning to me again.

“No sweetie, the question is… what the hell did you do?” she said. She laughed and closed the locker, and walked away from me leaving me clueless as hell.

Shit.

What the fuck did she do?

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AN: :O The answer will be revealed in the next chapter. Axel is going to have a field day with this. hahaha. Review! :D