Just Like in Soap Operas, but Worse

Just a little heads up (and please read this before the story) I’m skipping one week ahead. Sora is still being a bitch, and Riku…well is still Riku. Sorry for the horrible delay.

Thanks to Melanie for beta-ing!
Hopefully she'll beta the previous chaps as well ♥

Thanks for the reviews, guys. Mean a lot. You have no idea. This story would have never gotten this far without them. ♥ ♥ ♥

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It’s one week from the wedding, and already Amy wants to have a freaking rehersal dinner. Of course there will be more to come, she just wants it to be “Perfectly perfect!” I’m sitting in the tux she bought me last week, pretty typical tuxedo actually. I feel comfortable in it, and don’t you dare use that against me.

Axel just happens to sit right next to me, enjoying himself and everyone else’s company. He has a little thing for meeting other people’s family for some fucked up reason. So he has been standing in line with Amy, my dad, me and Sora just to shake hands with random people he has never seen before. If he gets really excited, he winks at them. And that my friends is Axel for you.

To answer any question you have about the one and only Sora then yes, he is still pissed at me, and no, we haven’t talked properly in a week. I’m not a coward, I just like it this way. Sexual tension or some shit like that.

School has been great, thank you for asking. Selphie has been a doll all along. She has been kind enough to offer herself to be my beard. (A beard is a cover up, FYI, get with the lingo, for God’s sake.) She even agreed she would go to prom with me. For those of you who are extremely confused by all of this, Selphie happened to be standing outside my house a few days ago, apologizing for everything.

Who knew she actually had feelings?

I let her in, and she apologized a few more times. She told me she would help cover up for me at school, so that I wouldn’t have the most horrible year ever. I appreciated it, and had to agree. Cause nobody really wants their senior year at high school to be hell, right? And this was the right thing to do. Right?

Sora, on the other hand, hasn’t been the biggest doll in the world. Well, lookwise he has. Been pretty cold lately. In a week he has said three words to me. “Hi”, “Yes” and “No”. Oh, and the infamous, “bye.”

And don’t try to blame this all on me, I have actually tried to communicate with him, but he’s been shutting me out. I’m not finished yet, don’t worry, I’m gonna make him talk to me tonight. He has to. It’s a rehersal dinner, and Amy has been getting suspicious, and killing one’s self is more pleasurable than witnessing Amy’s curiosity.

“So, we all have a big surprise for you tonight.” Amy has entered the “stage” (which is more like the end of the table) with a microphone in her hand (because nothing is good enough for the queen on her special day). She wears her biggest smile yet, and lets everyone know that the food is coming in 5 minutes, but before that. A surprise.

“If everyone can please pick up the piece of paper underneath your plates,” and she takes a break to pick up her own, and everyone else follows. “Now we are going to sing a song!”

Shoot me.

Everyone starts singing, except for me and Sora. We share hidden glances across the table, but never long glares. Just sometimes, we happen to look at each other at the same time.

The singing continues for a good five minutes, and I’m thinking how incredibly stupid this is. This is just a rehersal dinner, and she’s pulling out all the surprises already? Shouldn’t she at least wait for the wedding? Or does she expect everyone to be surprised both times?

Amy thanks herself, and sits down again, letting the waiters and waitresses bring in the meals. I excuse myself from the table, to go to the bathroom, because I really dont wanna sit and watch our families eating, enjoying each others company and some other sappy, boring shit like that. I’d rather sit over the toilet, throwing up, and watching my puke swim in the water. Too much? Oh, I’m so, so sorry, only not really. This is the real world, kid, watching puke is like taking a walk in the park.

And I’m not exaggerating, if that’s what you’re thinking, which it is.

So I go to the bathroom and just look at myself in the mirror looking at myself in the mirror. Right now I can’t think of anything more fun than looking at my own features, picking out the ones that will look more scary when I go talk to Sora.

I’m down to two scary features, when the bathroom door flies open. Not forceful, so I know it’s not an old, perverted, drunken uncle. Thank God. I think.

I look over my shoulder, and in comes the one and only Axel. He smiles as he walks next to me, washing his hands. He is also wearing a tuxedo, just like me. The only difference between me and Axel right now is that he’s actually having fun.

“When you gonna do it?” he asks as he dries his hands with a tissue paper. I shrug my shoulders, still looking at my own face.

“I dont know...” I take a deep breath. “Maybe I’ll just let it go or something.”

“You know, I think that will be the right thing to do. Give the kid his space, he might have done a mistake you know. He might have not wanted this in the first place.” And wait a minute, is Axel trying to talk me out of talking to Sora?

And for a minute I’m thinking Axel must be the dumbest person in the world.

But he’s really the smartest.

Since when did I really listen to him anyways?

So I walk out of the bathroom (more like run, but that isn’t really the point) and out to the “ballroom”, ‘cause that’s really what it looks like. I sit back down and I take the paper under my plate and borrow a pen from the person next to me. Spur of the moment thing, I decide to write a fucking note. I swear, didn’t even plan it.

I write down whatever I need to and I send it across the table, making sure Sora sees it. He does, presses his fingers to it, pulls it closer but doesn’t pick it up, just sets it where he can read it. And he does. He looks up at me with a look on his face that says “are you serious?” and I nod my head at him. He gets up and walks over to Amy, whispering something in her ear. She nods, and he walks over to the bathroom.

I follow.

We both walk into the bathroom, and he shoves the note in my chest and shakes his head. “You had the whole week on you, and you chose now?” He says and I cringe.

“So this was a test or something?” I ask, obviously confused.

Sora laughs and shakes his head, again, and says, “of course, Riku, this all is just one big fucking test. All for you.” And fuck off, ‘cause I can sense the sarcasm in his tone without you pointing it out like morons. Of all people, I should know that best.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean...” And he pauses. Too long. “Maybe we should just let it go.” And if I thought that pause was too long, just check this one out.

“Look, you might have tripped me, but I did fall for you. And I don’t think it’s fair for either of us to just let it go, not now.” I’m talking shit, but it feels sincere and maybe, just maybe, he’ll fall for it.

And Sora, he chuckles and smiles. Which makes me smile, and chuckle, too. He walks closer to me, has to lean up a little, and presses his lips to mine and I can taste the smile on his lips.

He mumbles, “you’re an idiot, Riku.”

And I laugh, “shut up, you know you love it.”

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AN: to answer some questions people have asked in the past:

Do I have a thing against NASA? Well, I'm disqualified to be an astronaunt and I still sad about it-No, I don't, I just think it's funny. But my sense of humor is weird. Y/Y

Is Sora a virgin? NO. I like Riku being the virgin for once. Now, go ponder who his potential past lover was. kthxbai.