The Butterfly Effect

"Riku..." Sora whined, holding onto his boyfriend's muscular arm. "Noooo...pick a different one."

Riku grinned as he dangled The Butterfly Effect in front of Sora. "No way, you said I could pick whatever I wanted to watch," he responded, flipping his silver hair out of his eyes as he pushed the DVD into the player and hit the power button on it, before standing up. "Besides, if you get scared, I'm always here." he told the boy, pulling him into a long, deep kiss, and before long, he felt Sora smile.

He took that as an okay and took his boyfriend's hand, pulling him onto the large black beanbag that both of them preferred. Riku wrapped his arms around Sora's slender waist, pulling him onto his lap. "Ready?" he whispered, his breath tickling the boy's ear, and Sora shivered. "I guess so..." he murmured sullenly as Riku pressed play.

"I don't understand what you see in these scary movies," Sora complained as the movie started and he snuggled closer into Riku's chest, shutting his eyelids over his brilliant blue eyes. "Don't close your eyes," Riku told him, pulling the younger's hands away from his face. "You'll miss the movie."

"I hate you." Sora said childishly, and Riku felt a wide smile tugging at his lips.

"Sure you do, honey." the muscular teen said, an amused note to his voice, and the brunette snuggled closer into his chest. "I do! I mean it." he said, his voice slightly muffled but still audible.

"And this snuggling means nothing. I just don't want to see the movie." he continued.

Riku sighed and wrapped his strong arm around his boyfriend's waist. "Well, I'm hurt, then. I suppose this means nothing, too." he said playfully, putting a finger under the boy's chin and lifting Sora's lips up to meet his own.

The brunette momentarily smiled, then made a small sound of protest as Riku pulled away, before quickly regaining his composure. "Nope. Nothing." he said with difficulty, due to the fact that Riku was kissing his neck. "Really? I thought I meant something to you. Apparently not, though," he said in mock disappointment.

Sora looked up with a scared look on his face. "I'm just joking, Riku," he told the older boy softly, and Riku kissed the top of his boyfriend's head. "I know," he murmured, "so was I, you silly boy."

The TV suddenly shut off with a loud hissing sound, and they both looked up, identical surprised looks on their faces. "Riku? Did you do that?" the brunette asked, looking around for the remote, and Riku shook his head. "No...and I assume you didn't either," he answered.

The lights in the kitchen had similarily went off along with the computer sitting in the same room with them, and Sora giggled. "It was just the power," he explained, feeling around for his friend. "Riku? Where'd you go?" he asked, and when he didn't get an answer, asked again, a slightly hysterical note to his voice.

"I'm right here," the muscular teen called out, lighting a candle and setting it on the end table beside their beanbag. "Calm down, it's okay." he said, enveloping Sora in his arms. "It's just a movie. And you didn't even watch any of it; I don't see how you can be scared already."

"I'm not scared as long as you're here," Sora said sweetly, kissing the older boy's cheek, and Riku chuckled. They sat there in comfortable silence for a few moments before the brunette suddenly announced, "Riku, I want a baby."

Riku's eyebrows shot up. "A baby? Sora, why would you want a kid?"

"Because they're sweet and cute and I've always wanted one." he said stubbornly, folding his arms over his chest. "Please, Riku? Please?" Green eyes rolled as Riku contemplated the problems with taking responsibilty over a child. "Sora, I'm not sure that's such a good idea. How can you expect us to take care of a baby when we can barely take care of ourselves?"

Sora snuggled down closer to Riku, playing with his boyfriend's long silver hair. "We can do it," he murmured, "i'll take double shifts...something. I just really want one, Riku," he said, looking up at him with pleading eyes, and Riku grinned. "Fine. And you're right, we can handle it. But I'll be the one taking double shifts-you'll need to take care of the baby. We'll look into adoption tomorrow."

"Thank you, Riku," Sora mumbled sleepily, tilting his head up for a kiss, and Riku complied, brushing his lips against the boy's before pulling some covers up over the two of them and listening to Sora's slow, even breathing as he fell asleep.


Sora looked around the room of children, his eyes lighting up. "Oh, Riku," he breathed, tugging on his boyfriend's sleeve. "Look at them; I wish we could take them all," he said as he headed over to a corner where several five-and-six year olds played. Riku stopped suddenly and caught his breath as he saw a little girl sitting in the middle of them. She looked to be about four, and was heartbreakingly beautiful, with unruly brown spiky hair and blue eyes, looking exactly like a young, female version of his Sora.

"Sor," he whispered, catching the brunette around the waist and drawing him over so that the girl was right in his line of sight. Sora reacted exactly like Riku had, his eyes widening. The child smiled brilliantly up at the boys, and Sora slowly got down on his knees and held his hands out toward her. She tottered over to him slowly, stumbling into his arms when she got there.

He picked her up and a look of amazement came across his face as she threw her tiny arms around his neck. "Riku, look at her," he murmured. "hey, beautiful. Hey," he cooed to the little girl. "Hi, princess. Do you like us?" he asked sweetly, staring into her blue eyes that mirrored his own. A grin broke across Riku's face, and he pressed his lips to the child's forehead.

"Do you want to come with us?" he asked her, and she-not really understading, since she was so young-nodded enthusiastically. Riku pecked his boyfriend on the cheek, then stood to go talk to the woman that ran the orphanage in hushed tones. He came back a few minutes later and gently wrapped his arm under Sora's, and pulled both the boy and the child up.

"It's all worked out," he whispered, for the girl had fallen asleep. "We can take her home. I've already got the paperwork filled out. And there's one other thing," he hesitated, "she hasn't got a name. Her mother died before she even got the chance to see her.

"That's so awful!" the brunette gasped, horrified. "The poor baby."

Riku nodded in agreement, letting the small girl wrap her hand sleepily around his fingers as the boys headed out to the car. He held the door open for his boyfriend, and Sora smiled adorably up at him as he got in the car with their new little girl.

"Do you know what you want to name her?" Riku asked as he got in the driver's side and started the car, reaching over and taking Sora's free hand that wasn't holding the sleeping child. "I don't know yet...I want to find the perfect name for her," he said, squeezing Riku's hand and leaning back against the seat. "Thank you, Riku," he murmured, his bright blue eyes closing.

The silver-haired boy smiled and turned down the music so that Sora and the baby could sleep. "You're welcome, love." Riku whispered gently back.


"Riku," Sora said, tugging on his boyfriend's ear to wake him up. "Riku, wake up."

It worked, and Riku sat up groggily, rubbing his eyes and looking at the digital clock placed beside their bed, the glowing red numbers announcing the time to be 3:45 in the morning. "Sor, what is it? And can't it wait?"

The weight on the bed shifted as Sora adjusted how he was lying so that he was facing Riku. "I think I know what I want to name her." he whispered, and Riku sighed and smiled. "All right, then, let's hear it."

"I forgot."

Riku groaned and hit his boyfriend with a pillow. "Well, go back to sleep, then. Maybe you'll remember it. And write it down if you do, that way you don't wake me up for nothing again." he mumbled, trying to sound annoyed but failing. "Night, Sora. Sweet dreams."

"Sweet dreams, Riku..." Sora mumbled, half-asleep already.

Please review and let me know what you think! And also what their baby's name should be ^^