Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction / Soul Calibur - Series Fan Fiction / Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction ❯ Physical Darkness ❯ Behind the Heaven-Sent, December Veil, Part 1 ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

The December night was pitch-black, darker than most nights. Skyscrapers towered the people like rooks, and the neon lights of various bar, club, and outdoor diner names danced in their regular patterns. The sky was the sieve of the city as white rain gently descended, blanketing the streets, rooftops, and heads of citizens. The light wind went capricious every five minutes or so, but there was no real harm in it doing so. From atop Manhattan Central Park's highest hill, The Mount, one could witness the greatness of New York County's activity for himself. From The Mount, the hill known for its romantic outlook, everything from Harlem to Midtown could be seen, and at night, heard.
 
In the Midtown district of New York County, one mile south of the Rockefeller Center, there is a club for more… deviant people. The Dragon's Den is the most popular gay club-cum-bar in the county. It was quite an unusual fusion: sophisticated yet freaky, “freaky” being to the “racy” sense. The first sign of such a fusion of quality is shown in the club's promoting statement: “MERGE with the dancing flames within.”
 
Thus did the platinum-haired heartthrob who frequented the fiery “lair” on a nightly basis. At the same rate, the mysterious man, whose smile melted the hearts of all, would charm one man (different from the previous[es]) and take him home for the sexual night. This night, however, was different… radically different…
 
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“Oh, iiit's you, Riku!” Dean, the door boy, cheered prissily, clutching his warming heart.
 
Riku stopped before entering the club and turned to the gorgeous, blond boy. Dean's heart beat rapidly and painfully, but it was a pain that he loved feeling, and only Riku could make him feel it. “Hey, pretty one,” Riku sexily buzzed into the boy's ear, kissing his cheek afterward. He stroked the kissed cheek with his finger, and the door boy uncontrollably snuggled into the warm hand. “You're Dean, right?” Riku asked in a friendly voice and tone.
 
Dean's eyes shot open with sparkles to his hazel eyes. “You remembered!” he blissfully exclaimed, nearly glomping Riku, “I didn't think you'd remember my name!” Riku laughed at how cute Dean was acting. It had only been a week since his one-night stand with the door boy, but like most of his hits, Dean made it seem like forever since they'd been together, which they never weren't. “Uh, Riku… Do you think that, maybe… you and I could, um…”
 
Riku kissed Deans cheek and walked to the club door. “You know I'm still `sampling' first,” he told the boy. He turned to speak directly to Dean, who looked sort of saddened by Riku's response. “I want to `try out' everyone before choosing my `Mr. Right,'” the dark-clad man explained. His tone was one that showed accord with the straightforwardness of his statement. Riku pulled the door open, and as he entered the club, he told Dean, “If a customer has to open the door himself, then you're slacking.” He turned around with a smile, kissed Dean from a distance, and stepped into the darkness of the bar area.
 
“Riku! Here at your usual time, I see,” bartender Nathan greeted the platinum-haired “mortal god.” Riku laughed and sat on one of the high barstools. “Your usual?” the bartender inquired Riku about his order. The illegally sexy man responded with a nod. The bartender snapped his fingers and gaily (How ironic…?) exclaimed, “One Destiny Island, on the way!” (I SO went there!)
 
Nathan was one of Riku's first hits. Number four, to be exact. He was a well-built man, with the shape of the common idea that one gets whenever “young pool/billiards gambler” is mentioned: lean (NOT THIN) and statuesque. His skin was the color of mocha. Nathan was “mixed,” but was considered as primarily “White.” His dark skin was like a baby's: soft and smooth. Throughout half of Riku's one-night stand with him, Riku found the bartender hard to resist touching.