Just Like in Soap Operas, but Worse

Summary: AU. Riku's mother died a few months ago, and already his father has moved on and is engaged. To make matters worse, his soon-to-be stepmother has a son.
Rating: R - swearing and some sexuality (eventually)
Pairing: Riku/Sora
POV: Riku's

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"Riku, how was your day?" Amy asked me as soon as I loaded my plate. Like I said, you can't even eat without her
bombarding you with questions left and right.

I fake smiled. "Great, thanks for asking." Now please shut the fuck up, thanks.

Amy made a content sound at this, smiling at me once more before turning to Sora, who was slowly eating his salad, being abnormally quiet. Usually Amy and he engage in conversation throughout the whole dinner, but not tonight. I couldn't help but be curious. Mysteriousness interests me.

Not that I wanna figure out what's going on with him or
anything. I could care less.

Care less than two days ago I heard him mopping to his mother how he had no friends and he wanted to go back to his old school. In fact, his misery made me happier. Horrible, I know.

"What about you Sora, dear? How was your day?” Ok, give me a minute to laugh out loud. It's just the way she said ‘Sora, dear.' Kinda makes me wanna...

“Yes Sora, dear, how was your day?” I put my hand on his thigh. Sorry, it was just so incredibly tempting. Just to see the look on his face. Just imagine a deer, looking into the headlights of your car the second you hit it. (Don't worry, never happened to me). Poor guy, he was terrified. I loved this.

“Uhm, it was...” I could hear him swallow, "good.” He nodded his head as quick as he could manage. He looked down at his food and I decided to remove my hand. I could torture him more some other time. I picked up my fork and started eating my dinner, with the most pleased smile I could manage.

After a good 30 minutes of pure awkwardness, Amy and my dad finally declared they were done and we were allowed to leave the dinner table. I practically walked with glee as I climbed up the stairs to my room behind Sora, nearly bumping into him when he suddenly stopped and turned to face me.

"What the hell was that all about?" he questioned, his voice a bit annoyed.

"What? Don't tell me you didn't like it," I said airily, moving closer to him, feeling a bit bold. "You can't deny there is so much sexual tension between us." I loved how nervous this was making him. Especially since it came out of nowhere. God, if Axel were here, he be smiling with victory. Good thing he wasn't. GOD, I'm hanging out with Axel way too much. He's the reason why I'm acting like this.

"I'm not gay," he said, his voice failing him. I almost giggled, yes, giggled. Because it was that damn hilarious. If he thought I was gonna buy that bullshit; he had another thing coming to him. He should have the words, 'FLAMBOYANTLY GAY' stenciled on his forehead. You could tell it from a mile away. I feel sorry for him, really. Denying himself like that.

"Really," I asked now, moving close enough where I could feel his breath on my cheek and I involuntarily shuddered when I felt his on mine. "Because you look a bit flustered to me not to be."

I stepped back, basking in the glow of his confusion and walked into my room, thankful I was able to keep that stressful act up. I know, this wasn't how I planned to make him uncomfortable, but it was the last resort I had.

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I felt my bed dip, and my eyes fluttered open enough to be met by sapphire blue eyes. Sora smiled at me impishly, and I was too tired to ask why he was in my room, in my bed, but the moment he closed the distance with his lips on mine, I frankly didn't care. On instinct, my hand slid up the back of Sora's back, pulling his shirt up with it. I could feel his thigh slither sneakily between mine, and only then, when I felt my hard-on pressing up against him, I realized just how much I wanted this.

He glanced up at me with a knowing smirk, pushing his thigh up further against my erection, letting it stroke at the thin material of my boxers. My head dug back into the pillow and I clenched my teeth shut. Sora’s warm breath slipped into my ear with a whisper of "you like that, don’t you?"

My my, somebody is a teaser, I thought. And all I could do in
response: breathe heavily and clench onto his hips, trying to push them further down into mine as they bucked upwards. I could feel my cock twitch under the added pressure, and I wondered just how weird it would be for Amy to find Riku’s cum on Sora, dear’s clothes, and it made me smirk amidst the breathless session of humping I was having with my soon-to-be step-brother. God, this was so sick.

I was so fucking close and I never thought being rubbed would get me this far. I never thought a boy could get me this far. But every trace of coherent thoughts went down the drain when my hips jerked upwards and my lips parted with a loud moan of Sora’s name, my body unable to keep steady, and seconds later a loud thud against the floor and a searing pain through my back made my eyes shoot open, chest heaving, heart racing, dick still twitching in desire.

It was just a dream.

None of it happened.

My already-shocked gaze caught a glimpse of Sora’s presence in the room and slowly traveled to meet his uncertain stare as he stood at the doorway, his eyes flickering unintentionally between my more-than-obvious boner and my eyes. "You called…?"

Fuck.

So maybe some of it happened…like the part where I yelled Sora’s name like a sex-deprived whore.

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“Wait, you did WHAT?” Axel almost fell off his chair with laughter. Laughter at me, of course, not with me, cause I was far from laughing. I was more likely to slit my wrists than laugh, at this moment in time. This whole morning incident thing had scared the living shit out of me. I didn’t know what it meant or if it meant anything at all. I had a fucking wet dream about the mime next door. Well he kinda looked like a girl, so as far as that goes, it’s kinda ok, right? Yeah, keep telling yourself that.

“Axel, you’re one fucked up human being,” I said as he got up from his chair, opening his mouth but before he could say anything I interrupted him, “and don’t even think about making another smart ass comment.”

“Look, man, honestly. I’m sorry about the dream. Does Sora know about it?” So I think what gave me away was that after Axel said that, I broke all eye contact whatsoever. And Axel burst into laughter once again. Oh real genuine apology right there, Axel, way to make a man feel better. “Oh my god, how? How did he find out? Did your lips burst open with an oh-so-sensual moan of his name?”

“Shut up!”

“This is so awesome.” Axel clasped his hands together in a sickening anticipation. Like a kid, just waiting to pounce on all the wrapped up boxes under the Christmas tree. God, why did I even decide to tell Axel this? Because I am a dumb fuck, that’s why, ladies and gentlemen.

“You do know what this means, right? You’re so far out of the closet that the closet is a speck of nothingness to you. There’s no denying the Brokeback mountain vibes anymore, my friend.” With a pat on my back, he spoke gleefully through his grin, “You are gay.”


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Occasionally I would stare in the direction of my door, just to make sure nobody was there. Why had I even decided to invite Axel over? Oh, that’s right, I didn’t. He just showed up with his invisible free pass to my bedroom like he did any other given day.

“Would you keep it down? What if somebody hears you,” I hissed and threw one of my pillows at his face. Being as awesome as I am, I hit it perfect.

“Oh... Riku,” Axel continued moaning as he removed the pillow from his face. “Riku!” he moaned even louder than before. He started rubbing his nipples through his shirt, closing his eyes and parting his lips. “Touch me Riku, touch me!”

“You’re such a fucking bitch!”

“Please Riku, Please. I can’t take it anymore,” Axel continued,
totally ignoring anything that slipped past my lips.

“Axel, will you shut the fuck up?” I chided, but he didn’t listen. He never listened, and I was getting sick and tired of it. Axel continued his moaning, and in between you could hear him screaming ‘I wanna make your dream come true’, and just after he screamed that my door flew open.

Guess who!? BINGO! Sora and his cousin, Roxas. Axel didn’t notice this of course, cause his eyes were fastened shut in mock orgasmic bliss. I just threw another pillow at him with all my strength causing his eyes to shoot open.

“Ow!” he whined, but it was short-lived as his eyes landed on Sora and Roxas.

Axel smiled widely at Sora and waved to him like a girl. Roxas looked at Sora, a little clueless and a little disturbed. Poor kid, I only feel bad because he's related to Sora, but now I feel worse because Axel is probably freaking him out. Ok, at least that proved that Sora hadn’t told Roxas. But now Sora knows I told Axel, and why would I tell Axel if it didn’t mean anything? Wait…Why are Sora and Roxas here anyways?

“Uhm.. was there anything I could do for you?” I asked, trying to be an ass, I really didn’t want to deal with people right now. Especially not Sora and Roxas.

“We heard some noise and wondered what was going on. We didn’t wanna interrupt because it sounded pretty intense… but I should know that’s the way you like it, right Riku?” What did he just say? Wait, was he just being an ass to me?

“Will you just get the fuck out? My room, my rules.”

“No no, Riku. Why can`t they stay? I want to get to know the infamous Sora,” Axel said as he sat up and looked admirably up at Sora. I hated him so much at this moment. He looked over at Roxas and reached out his hand. “I’m Riku's bestest friend in the whole world, we are like total BFF’s.”

“Not anymore..” I whispered to myself. Axel turned around to look at me, and all I could see was that stupid smirk plastered on his face.

“So, Sora. How has your day been like?” Axel asked, and before Sora could answer I got off of my bed and walked over to Sora and Roxas, and practically pushed them out of my room.

“Can you just leave me and my friend alone here for a second? Ok, great, thanks for the cooperation.” And I closed the door, no I did not close it, I slammed it shut. I looked at Axel and groaned. “What the fuck was that about?!”

“I just wanted to get to know Sora, dude. I mean I’ve already heard what he’s like in bed,” Axel said. I lied down in bed and closed my eyes, reaching my hand out to rest tiredly on my forehead. I was fucking sick of this shit. Sick of way Axel did everything I told him not to do.

“Look, I don’t feel so good, why don’t you just go home and I’ll see you on Monday at school ok?” I said, as calm as I could. It was actually so calm, I think I scared myself a little. It didn’t even sound like me. Axel nodded and got up.

“Feel better dude...” he said and walked out of the door. He left without any arguments. Okay, me being calm and Axel being mature? Does the world have a fever?

I didn’t need to be a psychic to tell dinner would be interesting tonight.

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AN: Looong update to make up for the previous short chapters. I'm going out of town, folks. I hope this chapter made all the RikuxSora fans happy 'till next time. :)