Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction ❯ Dances of Denial ❯ Little taste of bitter hope ( Chapter 6 )

Chapter six!

I'm actually quite proud of myself :3 Seeing as I've started another multichapter fic…

 

Thanks to my reviewers! I love you all! A novelist is only as good as the readers make him…or her.

 

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The sun was beginning to set in the horizon. It's orange glow bouncing off the now gold tinted windows of the taller buildings. Students sat in benches across the campus, enjoying the cool air of the twilight. Sora was amongst them, resting on Leon's lap, content with playing with the leaves of the bush that poked his nose.

“Are you happy here?”

Sora looked up questioningly. “What do you mean?”

“Do you like it here? Are you happy?”

Sora shrugged. “Yeah…I have you, and Roxas. Why wouldn't I be happy?”

Leon too shrugged in nonchalance. “You don't even know what you're doing here…you're just mindlessly taking classes. Paying for your tuition god knows how.”

Sora laughed. “Roxas knows how.”

Leon rolled his eyes. “You're strange.”

“And yet, you've stayed by me all these years.”

Leon laughed and placed a chaste kiss on Sora's soft lips. “I must really love you if I stayed that long, huh?”

Sora giggled. “I guess.”

 

Roxas watched the pair from behind a pillar. No he wasn't spying. He just happened to be walking by. He shook his head slightly. Everyone knew that Squall wasn't right for the kid. Sora deserved someone more than a fuck buddy. Roxas giggled slightly behind his hand. Riku was perfect for Sora, the blonde had deduced. Not that he knew much about the boy either way.

He looked about the hall way before heading off, cautiously. Why, because the imp known as Axel had a tendency to jump out of nowhere. He shook his head once again. Today was not the night for thinking about Axel. Tonight was the night that Sora would meet his biggest fan, and he had work to do.

 

Riku looked at himself in the mirror, well Cloud's mirror. He was currently standing in his best friend's dorm, eyeing himself in self loathing. His hair drooped sadly over his shoulders, his eyes had gray bags underneath and his skin, pale, dull, and his aqua orbs shone no longer. He poked at his cheeks dejectedly.

“Cloud…what am I gonna do?”

The blonde snorted at him. “Jesus Riku it's not a date. You're meeting a fucking stripper.”

Riku glared. “Don't call him that.”

Cloud just rolled his eyes. “I don't know why the hell you're so infatuated with him. I thought you were straight.”

Riku shrugged. “I still am. But there is a time and a place for experimenting and that would be college…I'm in college right?”

Cloud laughed at him. “Lay off the South Park.”

He got the finger in return. He lay back watching his silver haired friend fret over his less than fresh appearance in slight amusement.

“So…” The blonde began again, much to Riku's annoyance.

“What?”

“You plan to do the nasty with `im?”

Riku chucked his brush at Cloud's head. “Fuck you. I am not!”

 

Sora jumped slightly as his pocket vibrated. He sat up from Leon's lap, retrieving his cell phone.

 

`Work time!'

 

He sighed, before giving a small grin at Leon. “Gotta go! Duty calls.” He stood up and kissed the taller brunette. “Don't wait up.” He teased.

Roxas was behind the pillar once again, watching his almost-twin amble off in the direction of the club. He smiled and followed. Unbeknownst to him, a pair of cat-like green eyes followed him.

 

The club was just as noisy as ever. People jostled around them as they pushed their way to the back room where the techno was softer and it smelled of makeup instead of sweaty bodies. Sora sat at his mirror pouting, his outfit consisted of a bowtie, what looked like a black leotard, a tail coat and fishnets, not to mention his cane rested somewhere in a corner. The brunette was patient in waiting for his cousin to arrive. Goddamn did he need to learn to put on make up.

The back door opened once again and in stepped the wind-swept blonde. Sora cheered gleefully before running over to him.

“Make up! Now!” The small boy demanded.

Roxas laughed a little. “Alright, alright, just let me get dressed, remember I go first.”

Sora nodded before sitting back down.

 

Outside Axel stood in font of the club, a short red eyebrow raised in curious speculation. This honestly could NOT be where Roxas worked. Beside him he heard another pair of feet pull up. He looked over. Riku, from his fourth period stood there, an anxious expression on his face.
“Hey…” He said, trailing off slightly.

Riku looked over. “Axel, right?”

The red head nodded.

Riku laughed a bit. “I never thought you were gay.”

Axel pouted. “I'm not gay! I'm Roxas-sexual.”

The silver haired boy gave him a strange look. “You mean the blonde Roxas?”

Axel grinned. “Is there any other one?”

Riku shook his head. “Whatever.”

It was Axel's turn to inquire the embarrassing question. “I never thought you were gay.” He snickered.

Riku blushed. “I'm not. I'm just here per friend's request.” It wasn't entirely a lie.

“Sure.”

The two men walked in after a seconds' hesitation.

Their senses were assaulted once again by loud music, the mindless noise of chatter and the smell of too many body's lingering in one enclosed space. Riku was sad to say he was used to it by now. Axel however, made a face.

“My Roku-chan works here?”

 

The sound of the techno quieting down alerted the cousins that show time was up. Roxas stood, a smug smirk etched onto his cute features. There was no doubt that Riku would be showing up tonight, hell he'd even give him a show!

“And now, let's give a round of applause for Vanilla Bunny!”

Roxas couldn't help but snicker, his name was so similar to his cousin's.

He stepped out, eyes secretly scanning the crowed for peculiar silver hair. He had caught a flash before fiery red alerted his attention. AXEL!? He stumbled slightly over his stilettos, he caught on to the pole, giving a seductive look into the crowed. His mind, however, was still in a panic. What the fuck was Axel of all people doing HERE!?

He jumped, spinning around the pole with his legs wrapped around it, toes pointed. He was internally glaring. This was NOT supposed to happen. However he went along as he had originally planned. Stepping away from the pole with one last grind he made his way over to Riku in the second row, not paying heed to the evidently shocked and slightly distraught redhead. He leaned into Riku's ear.

“Backstage, after Sora's dance, okay?” He licked the shell before hopping back onstage, glaring at the older men who dared touch his young body.

 

Back in the crowed Axel stared incredulously at Riku.

“What the fuck!?” He screamed at the silver haired boy. Not in rage, in jealousy and surprise.

Riku only blushed. “It's nothing!” He yelled back. It was the only way to hear themselves over the pounding base.

Axel let his attention divert back to the dancing Roxas. Despite his displeasure, it was arousing to see his blonde dance so provocatively on stage. How the redhead desperately wished Roxas would do that for him, and only him!

As the base and the music faded the drag queen who had announced Roxas before traipsed back onto the stage.

“Give it up for our Vanilla Bunny!”

The crowed burst into a wild cheer. Axel growled low. How dare they ogle so openly at something that was supposed to be his!? They waited for the insane applause to end before the drag queen spoke up again.

“Our next act will be our favorite, Cinnamon Kitten!”

Axel could see Riku freezing up, and attempting to shove his way to the front of the runway. He followed the silver haired boy. What the hell was so great about this `Cinnamon Kitten'? It was all about the Vanilla Bunny.

 

Sora walked out with an unusual air of confidence. Smirking at the crowed he marched seductively towards to pole, grabbing on to it and grinding against it as the first chords of the music were struck.

As he began the routine, he scanned the crowed much like his cousin. He was apprehensive. What if Riku was there? The last night was too much…he couldn't possible go through it again. His eyes stopped as they locked with aqua. He couldn't help but give a meek smile, which was quickly replaced by a darker look of raw lust. Practiced raw lust. He turned around on the pole and let it go, letting his hips sway with the beat, pulling off the tail coat and tossing it into the crowed where it was probably ripped to shreds, or stolen by a creepy pervert.

Sora noticed once again, Riku holding out two fifties, his face was that of a small smirk. The brunette pouted and danced over to him. One more night couldn't hurt… he slipped onto Riku's lap, discreetly pressing his lips to the others.

 

Riku's eyes closed as he took a deep breath, kissing Sora back, his brought his arm around the others thin waist, taking note of how hot the boys skin was, so hot. And soft. He ran one of his hands up the brunette's bare arm. He could feel him shudder slightly above him.

“Take it off…”

Riku was taken slightly aback. Sora had pulled back, his hips were still sway with the music, slightly grinding down on his hips. The teasing friction made Riku want to pull Sora down, desecrate him. Sora brought out a side in Riku he rarely ever thought about. He wanted everything from the boy, his body, his mind, perhaps his love! In his lust clouded mind he could barely register those thoughts.

“Take it off, Riku…” The voice was soft against his ear as that mouth nipped below it.

Riku's hands came to rest at the top of Sora's black leotard, his fingers seeking the zipper. He pulled it down, using his other hand to caress the expanse of skin he found there. Sora was shivering pleasantly.

“Mmh..”

This was totally worth the hundred dollars…

The silver haired boy slipped the skimpy leotard off Sora's slim shoulders, he leaned over, nipping it softly. He could taste the odd substances in the glitter he wore, he could taste the salt of the sweat produced by the shining lights. He continued to push the garment down as Sora continued to grind against Riku, his movement become slightly more erratic. Dare he say…was the other boy really moaning?

“Mmh, Riku…”

Riku's eyes closed, he took a sharp intake of breath. His name uttered from that mouth was nothing short of sin. He ran his hands across his torso. Even the fact that they were there in front of all these perverse eyes couldn't stop him from exploring the skin he so longed to touch. It egged him on to hear those cat calls, though his eyes were fixed on sapphire, as his hot touch continued. Sora's moans urging him to keep going. His hand paused at the small nub. He smirked, pinching it slightly.

“Oh god!”

Riku let a small moan escape his lips. Sora wasn't an angel. God no! He was sin embodied, he was a little demon, and god he loved it!

“Riku…”

Riku's hands trailed lower as he finished pulling off the leotard, it lay forgotten at their feet.

Sora pulled back, a smirk graced that beautiful mouth of his.

“Sorry…gotta get back to work.” He took the fifty and stuffed it in his g-string. (Now tented I may add)

 

Sora was blushing, his pulse was racing. Riku really did know how to work a guy up he deduced. He ground his hips onto the pole, his body eager for release. The last beat came to an end too soon. He spun around and hurriedly walked backstage.

Finding Roxas he threw himself at the blonde.

“Roxas…” He panted into his cousin's ear, softly.

Roxas giggled slightly. “Riku work you up?”

Sora pouted and nipped Roxas's neck. “Yes and I need you to get rid of this.” He thrust his hips into Roxas's backside.

The blonde let out a soft moan. “But Sor—“ He was cut off by a pair of glossy lips.

“I wasn't asking dear cousin…”

Roxas sighed. “Alright sit down.” Not that he minded of course, he loved his cousin…he was just afraid of Riku's timing. And Axel. Not that he was worried about Axel or anything.

He pulled down Sora's g-string and fishnets, staring at the hard throbbing piece of flesh before him. He licked the tip that leaked precum. Sora moaned, letting himself slouch and spread his legs wider for the blonde. Roxas took the head in and sucked.

 

It took Riku a while to find exactly where this backstage door was. And it took him even longer to figure out how to get past the security guard. He was standing amongst the dancers now. Many of them helping each other get ready. The place was unbearably hot and crowded, and he wondered which was worse. Here or the outside?

“Oh! Roxas!”

He froze. That breathy voice…He gently pushed past the confused dancers. What he saw however, made all the time stand still and his expression was that of horror. Sora…with his cousin between his legs…the brunette's head thrown back as he called out in passion.

And behind him he could hear a gasp belonging to whom he assumed was Axel.

It stung to hear Sora call out that blondes name as he came.

He was tempted to leave…but he had no right to. Sora wasn't his, he never was. And as he watch Roxas get up and send them a sheepish look he wondered why the fuck he cared in the first place. So he shoved the jealous thoughts aside, letting them eat away at a different section of his brain for a while.

Sora apparently had come down from his euphoric high. He blushed and waved meekly at Riku, who could only wave back. He would make this situation as less awkward as was possible. He turned to look behind him, only to see the flaming red hear disappear behind the exit door. He felt bad for the guy, he really did.

 

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And it's done!

I think I did this justices right?

Axel played a bigger role, Roxas's meddling made Riku realize something (kinda), he got jealous! (so cute x3) and we met Cloud. Whom of course will totally have a bigger part later.

 

Next chapter: Roxas realizes that he values Axel's friendship, Riku decides to talk to Sora outside of the club, and Leon has a chance encounter with Cloud. And maybe more Leon x Sora…or is it the end of them?