If there was one thing Riku was, it was that he was a good sport win or lose. Sneaking around Sora was a piece of cake. Avoiding temptation was harder. He was across the room, but he was lining up his shot carefully. Sora's hand was on the floor, in perfect target range. Just a hair to the left and...

A bright red light shone on the floor right next to Sora's hand!

Riku leaned out just enough to smirk at his childhood friend and rival before ducking back in. That was a warning shot.