((Riku's P.O.V))

I couldn't believe it. I had lost count of how many times I'd told Sora to be careful about the things he climbed up. Once again, he ignored me, and, once again, he fell. Last time he only had a sore butt since he landed on it from a height of about 10 feet. This time, he had fallen out of a tree and landed on his head, before getting up and staggering around for about ten seconds before falling off the edge of the islet, head first into the ocean below.

I'd jumped in after him and dragged him back to the shore, panicking all the while. After making sure that he was breathing properley, I left him in Kairi's care. I went straight home, cursing myself for not having the guts to stay with the person who meant more to me than my own life. Yes, I loved Sora, but, as far as I was aware, he loved Kairi, so I didn't tell him. I didn't tell anyone at all, I just kept it to myself and hid it from him, day and night, so that i would still be able to be with him, even if it was only as a friend. It was hard, so many times I wished I could just pick him up, take him somewhere private and tell him, but I didn't have the guts to do it.

All through the rest of the evening, and most of the early hours of the night, I sat on my bed in silence and thought about Sora. His hair, always spiky, his laugh, always there to cheer you up. I wondered if he was alright, and worried about whether or not he still remembered me, since he hit his head pretty hard. He really was a klutz, but I loved him just the same. By half past eleven, I was so worried that I made a split second decision and jumped out of my window and ran to his house.

I climbed swiftly up to his open bedroom window and peeked inside. There he was, lying flat on his back, in his bed, with his blanket wrapped around his ankles. I sat myself down on the window ledge, back resting against the side of the window frame. I couldn't help but smile at the peaceful expression on his face. I sat and watched the steady rise and fall of his chest as he breathed slowly in and out. Had I been looking at his face, i would have seen his bright blue eyes open slowly and focus on me. i would have seen him watching my every movement, every expression, every blink. It wasn't until he lifted his hand up and held it out towards me, that I realised he was awake.

Gently, I took his warm hand in my cold one. I felt him shiver slightly, and I felt bad about it. He tugged my hand, pleading with his eyes for me to sit beside him on the bed. I didn't want to, for fear I would do something I shouldn't, but how was I to refuse the one I loved? I slipped off the window ledge and onto the bed beside him. I watched as he forced himself to sit up. He climbed onto my lap, wrapping his arms around my neck and wrapping his legs around my overly thin waist. I froze as he lay his head on my shoulder.

Ever day I fought the urge to kiss him, to tell him how I felt, and then he goes and does this to me. It was unbearable. I had to tell him, then and there, how I truly felt about him, and thay's exactly what I did.

"Sora there's... something I need to tell you..." I muttered, he lifted his head off of my shoulder and looked at me, in much the same way a puppy would, I took a deep breath before I uttered the words that would surely turn him away from me, "I... I love you, Sora..." I could feel the scarlet blush on my cheeks, and I hung my head to hid the rapidly forming tears while I cursed myself for opening my mouth. I wasn't expecting him to speak the four words that he did.

"I love you, too..." he whispered, before lifting my head up and pressing his warm lips against mine. My lips felt like they were on fire as he pressed his bode even closer against. I knew instantly that I wanted to spend eternity with him. He was mine now, and nothing was ever going to change that.