Boys at Leisure

It was after 3:00 and the kitchen was now full except from Axel who was still flat out on the living room floor. Riku and Xemnas stood over the cooker stirring various pans on the top, occasionally checking something baking in the oven.

Siax sat at the table reading his book again, Sora sat next to him whispering into the ear of his best friend. Roxas’ face lit up and the both got up and grabbed cups from the side.

Dashing to the sink, they filled both glasses with water; Riku turned and followed their movements as they snuck into the living room.

‘3, 2, 1.’ Riku said.

All of a sudden they could hear shouting and Sora dashed back in, Roxas was on his tail but Riku saw an arm curl around his stomach pulling him back. There were a lot of muffled sounds before both boys emerged slightly more ruffled.

Siax shook his head and returned to his book. ‘Afternoon Axel’

‘afternoon?!’ he spun around to the clock. ‘Bloody hell’

‘Roxas wear you out last night?’ Xemnas asked dishing up food. Both boys blushed deeply, everyone laughed.

Xemnas and Riku began handing out plates and they all crowded around the table, eating and laughing happily.

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It was after four, and the 6 guys had gone out for a walk to the local village, Xemnas and Riku walked ahead of the group.

‘I tried to leave you out as much as possible, to avoid awkward questions. We were the only ones up there so they can’t question it really, plus they know what the case meant to me.’

‘Yea’ Riku mumbled strolling along arms in his pockets.

‘On a happier note, Siax and I are getting married.’

‘Really?! That’s great! When?’ Riku exclaimed.

‘A few weeks. It’s not gonna be a big thing, just close friends, and well, family wise I just have you.’

‘Siax’ family?’

‘His parents, but that’s it. A few guys from the force and of course this lot behind us.’

‘I’m really happy for you two.’

‘Thanks, oh I have a favour to ask of you.’

‘oh?’

‘Will you be my best man?’ Xemnas asked looking towards him.

‘Of course! How could I say no!?’ Riku laughed and jumped playfully on him, ruffling his hair.

Xemnas laughed and grabbed Riku in return pulling his hair.

‘H-hey! No fair!’ Riku cried as Xemnas lifted him over one shoulder and dumped him roughly on the grass at the side of the road.

Riku rolled down the hill and landed sloppily at the bottom, Sora laughed and jumped down after him to check he was alright. The others stood laughing at the top, Riku was helped up by Sora and they walked back up the hill.

‘That wasn’t funny!’ Riku scowled at his brother.

‘Sure it was! The look on your face is priceless!’

‘Stop being- XEMNAS!’ Riku shouted half in shock, half in anger as a flash went off in his face. Xemnas pulled the camera back and checked the picture he had just taken.

‘That's a good one!’ he passed the camera to Sora who began to laugh hysterically. Sora passed the camera along so that everyone could see the photo, everyone that is but Riku.

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Riku stood in front of a huge mirror, staring at himself as a man walked around him measuring. He twisted a look of hair in his fingers clearly bored and yawned slightly before feeling someone smack the back of his head.

‘Ow Xemmy! Stop hitting me!’

‘Wake up then!’ laughed his brother.

‘Is this necessary?’ Riku sighed.

‘Yes! You’re gonna look nice! I don’t want my best man looking like a total mess thank you.’

Riku scowled at him, as the man finished measuring. He stepped off the box he had been standing on and away from the mirror.

‘You should tie your hair back too; I bet Sora would love that!’

‘Is that sarcastic or serious?’

‘Serious actually, for once’ Xemnas said not looking at him.

Riku stood up in front of the mirror and pulled his hair back; he held it in his hand at the back of his head and stared at his reflection.

‘Whoa.’ they both said.

‘You look so different.’

‘It’s scary,’

‘You look better though.’ Xemnas pointed out.

It’s true. Riku thought staring at his features closely, he let go of his ponytail and let it drop onto his shoulders again. He shook it out and sat back in his chair, watching Xemnas as he was measured too.

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Riku collapse on his bed back at his dorm and shut his eyes, it was late when he had gotten back. Xemnas had taken him out for the day and the two of them had ended up in a bar.

Riku knew by Xemnas’ habit he was lucky to manage to get back to his dorm. His head was swimming slightly and a buzzing in his ears prevented him from hearing the brunette boy sneak in.

Sora snuck up to the bed and pounced on Riku, Riku yelled out in alarm and pain, grabbing his stomach where Sora had landed.

‘OO! Is Riku a bit drunk?’ Sora teased him.

‘No!’ Riku groaned. ‘Yes...’

‘Ha ha! So I guess you won’t be able to do anything if I do this?’ Sora placed a gentle and slightly nipping kiss on Riku’s neck.

Riku moaned and arched his neck slightly. He laced his fingers with Sora, who was kissing lower on his neck and collar bone, unbuttoning his shirt with his free hand. He lowered his kissed onto Riku's chest, which was rising and falling steadily. Sora looked up to Riku’s face and saw he was asleep.

He chuckled to himself before tucking Riku and himself into Riku’s bed, stripping most of their clothing and chucking it on the floor.

This explanation was taken from Jinky (http://jinkybagagnan.wordpress.com/2008/05/14/quirky-neurons-strike-again/), a writer, editor, researcher, search marketing consultant, domain developer, and bum.

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THE EXPLANATION

It’s amazing how the human mind works. Yesterday, mine gave me another jolt.
Yesterday was Tio Tec’s internment. I attended the mass at the Basilica Minore. In the Gospel reading, the priest focused on this passage:
John 14:5-7

Thomas said to him, “Lord, we don’t know where you are going, so how can we know the way?” Jesus answered, “I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me. If you really knew me, you would know my Father as well. From now on, you do know him and have seen him.”

In his homily, he segued on to death – naturally. He said, isn’t home the best destination for any traveler ? (I think some would disagree with him on that). Death is like going home, he continued. After all, dying is the only way we can get to heaven – our ultimate home – and be with God. He then mentioned a short verse which I once saw framed on my elementary school Principal’s table. It went on like this (these are not the exact words; I’m still looking for the source. I will be very much obliged to anyone who can give me the source and thus save me some work, he he)

When I was born, everyone in the room was laughing; I was crying. When I died, everyone in the room was crying; I was the only one laughing.

It was obvious, the point that the priest was trying to make. He wanted to tell us that although we are sad that Tio Tec has left this world and us, we should be comforted by the thought that Tio Tec himself is happy for he is going home to God.

The priest was good at making people cry. However, after he went on and on about death and happiness and going home, bringing tears to my eyes, which I would not wipe (Insert: Do you realize that people in funerals notice you’re crying when you wipe your tears away, not when they’re dripping down copiously on your face? People in funerals do not look at each other directly; they like to stare down at their toes. However, they’ll know you’re crying if you wipe off your tears because they see the movement through their peripheral vision.) - he said something that triggered all my quirky brain neurons into a reaction:
The best way to be happy ____________________________

My brain shifted to hyper-alert mode. Have you ever experienced trying to guess what a person will say to you? You sometimes know what the person’s going to say before he says it, right? I felt that way then. Before the priest could continue, my brain has already supplied me with the rest of the statement:

The best way to be happy is to be dead.

Turns out my brain and I were wrong. But it was too late, I was already laughing (quite loudly, too) in the middle of the homily in a mass for the dead. I just tried to cover it up; I pretended to have a bad cough. I was successful, too, I think for some of the people there seemed repelled and were covering their nose and mouth with their hanky.

I have to remember to update my “Quotable Quotes” post to reflect this piece of wisdom.