Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction ❯ Dirge ❯ Cloud.... ( Chapter 9 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
: Dirge
Pairing: CloudXRiku!
Rating: M
Warnings: Yaoi , and violence, and bad language, lots of language.
Music: AFI- Death of Seasons
Prompt: Sin
“20 silver.” Cloud told him. “That’s more than enough for cigarettes and machine oil.”
“I dunno…” the kid replied. He looked Cloud over with a shrewd eye. “You are the top dog around here Cloud. And that is less than you gave me last time. Times have gotten harder, oil and smokes are harder to come by….”
“Listen you little brat, 20 or no deal. It’s not as if you get much other business around here.”
“25” the boy replied. “That’s still less than last time.”
“Last time I bought food as well, I’m not buying food this time. 22 and a copper.”
“Fine, 22 and a copper.” The boy smirked and pushed the packages forward. He held out his hand, eyeing Cloud’s coin purse. “Thank you for your business.” As soon as the coins touched his hand the boy snatched it back and ran his eyes over it. Cloud turned to leave when a sudden hiss from the boy made him look back.
“Cheater! You only gave me 20 silver! It was 22 silver!”
“I gave you 22!” Cloud growled. “Don’t expect me to pay what I’ve already paid!”
“Liar! Give me the rest of my money!” The boy pulled out a small dagger from his bag and flicked the tip in Cloud’s direction. “Or else.”
Cloud smirked as he saw Squall walk up behind the boy. “Or else what?” his friend asked. The boy whipped around but was caught by Squall’s strong arm. “Well lookie here…” Squall bent the boy’s arm until 2 small silver coins rolled out of his shirt sleeve. “It looks like you found the other two silver.”
The vender-boy glared at Squall and pulled his arm back. “I guess you’re right…my apologies…” replied the boy as he rubbed his wrist.
“Hey Squall.” Cloud smiled. “Thanks.”
Squall only grunted in response. “Some great crime lord you are, can’t even fight off a kid vendor.”
“I don’t want to fight anyone off.” Cloud replied. “He’s only trying to survive.”
“So are we Cloud, you’re too soft. If it wasn’t for me, and for Zack, you wouldn’t have lasted 5 minutes out here.”
“Hey now, don’t start that up again. You know I can be ruthless.”
“Yeah, right, this from a guy who took in the boy who beat the shit out of him.”
Cloud paused. “How do you know that?”
“You talk in your sleep.”
“And you list-”
“Cloud!!! Leon!!!” Both men glanced up, ahead of them was Roxas, running toward them at full speed. He looked worried.
“What’s wrong?” Cloud asked him. The younger boy fell forward, hands on his knees, panting hard.
“It’s Sora! And Riku! They’re hurt! Sora’s got a gunshot wound and Riku’s cut up really bad. Zexion brought them over but they don’t look too good.”
Cloud was off and running before Roxas could finish, pushing past people and dodging down alleyways. It took him nearly 5 minutes to get back to the house.
The inside was quiet. The only noise came from Cloud’s room where Zexion was kneeling over the edge of the bed with a wet rag. Both Riku and Sora were out cold, lying on the bed like a couple of corpses.
“Cloud…” Zexion started, but he stopped when the younger man held up a hand. Cloud walked over to the two boys and examined them. Sora looked to be fine except for the bullet wound just above the left side of his clavicle. Riku looked more beat up, with many cuts all over his body, some deep, and some no more than scratches. Both boy’s wounds were cleaned up, but Sora’s looked to be infected, and he was pale, as if he had lost quite a bit of blood.
“What happened?” Cloud demanded.
“They were on the East side of the city. Near the House. I think they got caught by Tidus and his thugs, but when I got there the silver-haired kid passed out, and Sora was already in shock, so I couldn’t ask them.”
“Dammitt. Sora, what were you doing down there?”
“I think he was visiting a friend of his, a girl. She was the one who came and got me when they got hurt.”
“Sora never said anything about being involved with a girl.”
“I dunno.” Zexion shrugged his shoulders and laid a wet cloth on Riku’s forehead. “They both look bad though. Sora just broke his fever a few minutes ago, but this other kid seems to be slipping in and out of consciousness, keeps mumbling weird things and rolling around. He’s sweating up a storm too. His cuts aren’t life-threatening, but they seem to be affecting him pretty badly.”
Anxiously Cloud looked from Sora to Riku. Of the two, Riku looked worse, if only because his skin was naturally pale, and the bright red of the dried blood made the difference stand out all the more. Sora was normally pretty tan, but the loss of blood had made his skin turn nearly the same shade as Riku’s skin. Both boys looked to be on their deathbeds.
“Did you get the bullet out?” Cloud asked. Zexion shook his head.
“Too deep, and all I had was my pocket knife. If I had tried to get it out it might have reopened the wound. He couldn’t lose that much blood, it would have killed him.”
“What about Riku?”
“Riku? Is that his name? Anyways, he seemed to be ok despite all the cuts. Looks to me like he got into a sword fight. Not too far away from him I found this.” At his words, Zexion held up Cloud’s old sword, it was covered in dried blood. “Whoever he was fighting, he put up a good fight.”
Cloud looked back down at Riku and brushed some of the hair out of his face. The boy’s pale complexion was even paler, and his breathing was shallow. Sweat covered his forehead, making the blood and grime mix and stain his skin.
“…Do you think you can move Sora into the other room carefully? I think they’d do better away from each other, and Sora has less wounds to worry about. I’ll take care of Riku.”
“You sure about that Cloud?”
“Just do it.”
Zexion hesitated a moment, then picked up Sora and left the room, leaving Cloud and Riku alone together in Cloud’s room.
Moving between the wall and the bed, Cloud sat down and watched Riku sleep. The boy was obviously in pain, every few moments he’d start to turn, only to wince as one of his cuts would crack open. But not once did he wake up.
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It was night when Cloud awoke to Riku’s mumbling. The silver-haired teen was tossing and turning in the bed, his face scrunched up in pain.
“No…don’t…don’t hurt me…”
“Riku?” Cloud asked. Slowly he sat up, wincing when his back cracked in protest. “Riku you ok?”
“Don’t…don’t hurt me…please…I’m scared….Daddy…”
“Riku wake up…it’s ok…” Cloud reached out to shake Riku awake, but the teen shrunk away from his touch.
“No….go away…leave me alone….” Muffled sobs were coming from Riku as the boy tried to curl up into a ball. Unfortunately, some of his deeper cuts cracked open, causing him to cry out in pain.
“Riku stop it…it’s ok…” Cloud crawled up onto the bed and pulled the younger boy to him in a tight embrace. Riku began to struggle at first, but as the comforting heat from Cloud’s body enveloped him he began to calm down.
“Daddy…” Riku sniffed. The boy grabbed onto Cloud’s shirt and tried to bury his head into it, tried to pull Cloud closer to him. “I wanna go home…” he mumbled.
“Shh…I know…” Cloud laid a hand on Riku’s head, gently stroking his hair in an attempt to calm the boy down. “It’s ok Riku…”
“Cloud…” the boy responded. Surprised, Cloud looked down to see if Riku was awake, but the boy’s eyes were firmly closed. How had Riku known it was him? Or had it been some slip of the tongue? That had to be it, Riku was probably trying to say loud or something…
Neither Riku nor Cloud said anything more. Riku seemed to calm down at the feeling of Cloud holding him, and soon they both fell into a deep sleep.
Pairing: CloudXRiku!
Rating: M
Warnings: Yaoi , and violence, and bad language, lots of language.
Music: AFI- Death of Seasons
Prompt: Sin
Dirge: Chapter 7
Cloud…
Cloud was haggling with a vendor on the North side, close to his house. The man he was arguing with was younger than him, in his late teens at the most, but despite his age he was one of the best junk dealers in the area.Cloud…
“20 silver.” Cloud told him. “That’s more than enough for cigarettes and machine oil.”
“I dunno…” the kid replied. He looked Cloud over with a shrewd eye. “You are the top dog around here Cloud. And that is less than you gave me last time. Times have gotten harder, oil and smokes are harder to come by….”
“Listen you little brat, 20 or no deal. It’s not as if you get much other business around here.”
“25” the boy replied. “That’s still less than last time.”
“Last time I bought food as well, I’m not buying food this time. 22 and a copper.”
“Fine, 22 and a copper.” The boy smirked and pushed the packages forward. He held out his hand, eyeing Cloud’s coin purse. “Thank you for your business.” As soon as the coins touched his hand the boy snatched it back and ran his eyes over it. Cloud turned to leave when a sudden hiss from the boy made him look back.
“Cheater! You only gave me 20 silver! It was 22 silver!”
“I gave you 22!” Cloud growled. “Don’t expect me to pay what I’ve already paid!”
“Liar! Give me the rest of my money!” The boy pulled out a small dagger from his bag and flicked the tip in Cloud’s direction. “Or else.”
Cloud smirked as he saw Squall walk up behind the boy. “Or else what?” his friend asked. The boy whipped around but was caught by Squall’s strong arm. “Well lookie here…” Squall bent the boy’s arm until 2 small silver coins rolled out of his shirt sleeve. “It looks like you found the other two silver.”
The vender-boy glared at Squall and pulled his arm back. “I guess you’re right…my apologies…” replied the boy as he rubbed his wrist.
“Hey Squall.” Cloud smiled. “Thanks.”
Squall only grunted in response. “Some great crime lord you are, can’t even fight off a kid vendor.”
“I don’t want to fight anyone off.” Cloud replied. “He’s only trying to survive.”
“So are we Cloud, you’re too soft. If it wasn’t for me, and for Zack, you wouldn’t have lasted 5 minutes out here.”
“Hey now, don’t start that up again. You know I can be ruthless.”
“Yeah, right, this from a guy who took in the boy who beat the shit out of him.”
Cloud paused. “How do you know that?”
“You talk in your sleep.”
“And you list-”
“Cloud!!! Leon!!!” Both men glanced up, ahead of them was Roxas, running toward them at full speed. He looked worried.
“What’s wrong?” Cloud asked him. The younger boy fell forward, hands on his knees, panting hard.
“It’s Sora! And Riku! They’re hurt! Sora’s got a gunshot wound and Riku’s cut up really bad. Zexion brought them over but they don’t look too good.”
Cloud was off and running before Roxas could finish, pushing past people and dodging down alleyways. It took him nearly 5 minutes to get back to the house.
The inside was quiet. The only noise came from Cloud’s room where Zexion was kneeling over the edge of the bed with a wet rag. Both Riku and Sora were out cold, lying on the bed like a couple of corpses.
“Cloud…” Zexion started, but he stopped when the younger man held up a hand. Cloud walked over to the two boys and examined them. Sora looked to be fine except for the bullet wound just above the left side of his clavicle. Riku looked more beat up, with many cuts all over his body, some deep, and some no more than scratches. Both boy’s wounds were cleaned up, but Sora’s looked to be infected, and he was pale, as if he had lost quite a bit of blood.
“What happened?” Cloud demanded.
“They were on the East side of the city. Near the House. I think they got caught by Tidus and his thugs, but when I got there the silver-haired kid passed out, and Sora was already in shock, so I couldn’t ask them.”
“Dammitt. Sora, what were you doing down there?”
“I think he was visiting a friend of his, a girl. She was the one who came and got me when they got hurt.”
“Sora never said anything about being involved with a girl.”
“I dunno.” Zexion shrugged his shoulders and laid a wet cloth on Riku’s forehead. “They both look bad though. Sora just broke his fever a few minutes ago, but this other kid seems to be slipping in and out of consciousness, keeps mumbling weird things and rolling around. He’s sweating up a storm too. His cuts aren’t life-threatening, but they seem to be affecting him pretty badly.”
Anxiously Cloud looked from Sora to Riku. Of the two, Riku looked worse, if only because his skin was naturally pale, and the bright red of the dried blood made the difference stand out all the more. Sora was normally pretty tan, but the loss of blood had made his skin turn nearly the same shade as Riku’s skin. Both boys looked to be on their deathbeds.
“Did you get the bullet out?” Cloud asked. Zexion shook his head.
“Too deep, and all I had was my pocket knife. If I had tried to get it out it might have reopened the wound. He couldn’t lose that much blood, it would have killed him.”
“What about Riku?”
“Riku? Is that his name? Anyways, he seemed to be ok despite all the cuts. Looks to me like he got into a sword fight. Not too far away from him I found this.” At his words, Zexion held up Cloud’s old sword, it was covered in dried blood. “Whoever he was fighting, he put up a good fight.”
Cloud looked back down at Riku and brushed some of the hair out of his face. The boy’s pale complexion was even paler, and his breathing was shallow. Sweat covered his forehead, making the blood and grime mix and stain his skin.
“…Do you think you can move Sora into the other room carefully? I think they’d do better away from each other, and Sora has less wounds to worry about. I’ll take care of Riku.”
“You sure about that Cloud?”
“Just do it.”
Zexion hesitated a moment, then picked up Sora and left the room, leaving Cloud and Riku alone together in Cloud’s room.
Moving between the wall and the bed, Cloud sat down and watched Riku sleep. The boy was obviously in pain, every few moments he’d start to turn, only to wince as one of his cuts would crack open. But not once did he wake up.
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It was night when Cloud awoke to Riku’s mumbling. The silver-haired teen was tossing and turning in the bed, his face scrunched up in pain.
“No…don’t…don’t hurt me…”
“Riku?” Cloud asked. Slowly he sat up, wincing when his back cracked in protest. “Riku you ok?”
“Don’t…don’t hurt me…please…I’m scared….Daddy…”
“Riku wake up…it’s ok…” Cloud reached out to shake Riku awake, but the teen shrunk away from his touch.
“No….go away…leave me alone….” Muffled sobs were coming from Riku as the boy tried to curl up into a ball. Unfortunately, some of his deeper cuts cracked open, causing him to cry out in pain.
“Riku stop it…it’s ok…” Cloud crawled up onto the bed and pulled the younger boy to him in a tight embrace. Riku began to struggle at first, but as the comforting heat from Cloud’s body enveloped him he began to calm down.
“Daddy…” Riku sniffed. The boy grabbed onto Cloud’s shirt and tried to bury his head into it, tried to pull Cloud closer to him. “I wanna go home…” he mumbled.
“Shh…I know…” Cloud laid a hand on Riku’s head, gently stroking his hair in an attempt to calm the boy down. “It’s ok Riku…”
“Cloud…” the boy responded. Surprised, Cloud looked down to see if Riku was awake, but the boy’s eyes were firmly closed. How had Riku known it was him? Or had it been some slip of the tongue? That had to be it, Riku was probably trying to say loud or something…
Neither Riku nor Cloud said anything more. Riku seemed to calm down at the feeling of Cloud holding him, and soon they both fell into a deep sleep.