Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction ❯ Future Tense, Unspoken Emotions ❯ Midnight Tryst ( Chapter 3 )

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

3.

Aquamarine eyes snapped open as hot sunlight shone through his window.

“It was just a dream!”

Riku recalled the vivid nightmare of blood, darkness, near death and the familiar stranger saving his life.

Riku laughed slightly as he realised it was all a dream.

It wasn’t until he got out of bed and spotted the red stains and black feathers on the floor that realisation slapped him hard.

“Did I really?”

He slowly forced himself to look down at his right wrist.

“Fuck….I did.”

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Sora was still shaken slightly from the night before. He didn’t have a clue what that was all about. What had possessed his best friend to try and take his own life? Was it possible that both him and Riku were destined to leave the islands soon? He prayed it was.

He was dreading his first day back at school. No doubt Kairi had already made a laughing stock of Riku and himself. He didn’t see what was so socially unacceptable about the two of them anyway. It wasn’t as if they were doing anyone any harm.

Sora dressed in silence.

“Eugh, yuk. Horrible pale blue trousers, white shirt and a checked tie. This just isn’t me.” He said sadly to himself as he eyed up his regular clothes hanging up in his wardrobe.

Oh how he desired to put them on, transform to Final Form and just fly away.

Pulling his tie down very loosely so he didn’t look like too much of a geek. Sora glared at his reflection before pulling on his shoes and wandering out of his room.

Unfortunately, she caught him.

“I’m taking you to school. I don’t want you anywhere near that….Riku screw up.”

Sora growled under his breath as his mother spat out Riku’s name.

Finally, Sora wandered through the gates of Destiny High only to be greeted with stares, glares and mutters under people’s breath. He tried to turn himself invisible and just head through the crowds without being noticed. Oh how he wished life was that sweet.

He tried his hardest to ignore the slanderous comments being thrown his way.

He fought the urge to summon Ultima Weapon and slice everyone’s heads off. Oh so hard he tried.

He entered the main building of the school. Finally he was safe.

“Hey Sora!”

Fuck!

The red head glared at Sora with so much venom in her eyes he could swear he had been bitten by a poisoned Heartless.

“Kairi.” He simply stated in as cool and calm a voice he could muster.

“I saw Riku. He looks like shit….then again….so do you! Bet the two of you are diseased ridden or something! Wouldn’t surprise me considering the both of you are fags!”

“Hmpf! Strong words coming from someone who wanted to sleep with a fag eh Kairi?”

“Oh go fuck yourself Sora!”

Sora watched as Kairi stormed back over to Tidus, Selphie and Wakka, who in turn all drew him daggers and walked away with the enraged red head.

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Riku’s morning wasn’t shaping out much better. His classmates were even more anal about the subject than Kairi was.

They took great pleasure in taunting him, threatening him and covering his locker in terrible graffiti. On more than one occasion he almost summoned Way To Dawn. However, he kept his cool and tried to shut out their evil words.

“Where are you? We must get away from here.”

“Not yet Riku.”

He looked round as he heard that same smooth male voice behind him. No one was about. He felt like he was loosing his mind.

He tried his hardest to focus on the History assignment his class were given but that voice was plaguing him.

“Could it be….?”

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Sora sat hidden from sight behind a massive oak at the very back of the school grounds. It was the only place he could find some peace. Total silence.

He sat sketching on his notepad.

He drew Donald and Goofy. He drew himself holding Ultima Weapon. He drew Riku with Way To Dawn.

He drew various other pictures.

Roxas, Axel, Demyx, Kingdom Key, King Mickey and Paupou Friuts.

“Hey, you’re good.”

Cerulean eyes lit up. He knew that voice. So suave, sophisticated, confident and downright sexy.

“Hey Riku.”

“That picture of me is damn fine. You’re quite the artist. Hairs a bit long though.”

“In that dream it was thit long. I think you should grow it.”

“Ok. As long as you do the same with yours. Let me see that!”

He snatched the book off Sora and scribbled something.

“Gotta go before I’m seen. See ya later Sora.”

Sora watched as Riku sped back into the building. Slowly he stole a glance down at his notepad.

There was only one island Riku called his own. Sora couldn’t help the grin that spread across his cheeks.

Midnight couldn’t come fast enough for Sora. He shut himself in his room all night, still refusing to even look at his mother.

After his school work was finished, he showered and changed into his usual vest and jacket but this time wore a pair of plain black baggy jeans. Shoving on his yellow and black trainers, he began to pace the room.

He was surprised he didn’t wear a hole in the floor with all his pacing.

At about 11.30, his mother knocked on his door. He heard her quiet voice behind the door.

“I’m going to bed now. Try and not be too late Sora.”

A disgruntled ‘Hmpf’ was his reply.

He listened carefully as her soft footfalls vanished down the hallway. Slowly opening his window, Sora stole his chance to escape.

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Riku sat alone on his island. He sat below his tree, on his sand and threw his stones into his part of the ocean. He had spent so many years here, doing the same thing. He called everything on the island his.

His brain worked overtime.

“How did Sora and I get here? How the hell were we created? Was it in a tube? Did our fathers know what happened to us? Did they send us away? Did they even know us? Why can’t I remember anything about my childhood before I came here?”

So many questions. None could be answered. Riku grabbed fistfuls of silver hair in sheer frustration.

“God dammit! This is shit!”

He jumped to his feet and summoned his Keyblade. With a loud roar, he thrust the weapon into a near by palm tree. The tree split in two and went sailing down into the black ocean below the island.

He sliced and diced the air, taking down invisible enemies and threats. He raised his blade in a wide arc over his head and swung it violently towards the ground. Metal hitting metal filled the atmosphere.

“Hey Riku.”

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Sora ditched his boat at the pier and set off the Riku’s island. He passed through the beach shack and up the shaky stairs. His mind also worked in over load.

“What’s going on? Why was Cloud outside Riku’s room last night? Is he really my….? How did we get here? Were we really made in a tube? I want to know!”

He pushed the stiff door to Riku’s island open and ground to halt as he spotted his lover.

He seemed to be taking his anger out on the poor atmosphere all around him. He watched as Riku moved gracefully around the small island, never missing a beat or a step. Sora decided he would join in so he summoned his blade also.

Quietly, he crept to the island. He watched as Riku raised his Keyblade above his head in a wide arc. This was his opportune moment. He slid in and countered Riku’s blade before it made contact with the ground. Aquamarine eyes snapped open.

“Hey Riku.”

Glowing jade eyes locked with cobalt blue. The two smiled at each other. Sora’s smile was soon replaced with a smirk.

“Is that all you got?!”

“That’s my line!”

The two males jumped apart, readied their Keyblades and charged each other.

Shout after shout was heard as their blades clashed repeatedly, sending small sparks tumbling to the ground. Riku swung his blade towards Sora’s stomach but he back flipped over Riku’s head, sending a small ball of fire his best friends way as he went. The flame struck Riku right in the middle of his back, smouldering a hole in his yellow sleeveless jacket.

“Ah shit! That burns you a-hole! You win this one! I wanna escape with all my clothes intact this time!”

Sora grinned, rubbed under his nose proudly and mock bowed in front of Riku.

“Thank you. Thank you. I cannot tell you how pleased I am that my superiority has finally shone through and beat you tonight! Thanks once again! You’ve been a great audience!”

Riku glared at Sora before bursting out laughing. Both collapsed onto the sand in fits of giggles.

After a while, they composed themselves, got up and brushed themselves down. Both stood looking out at the vast blackened ocean. The moonlight casting it’s silvery reflection with each lapping wave.

Sora finally broke the comfortable silence. “When do you think they will come for us?”

“Soon I hope. I keep seeing and hearing things. I think it’s Sephiroth. But….if he’s here….that means we don’t have much time until….we….”

“Stop it Riku. I’m sure we will think of a way to beat this so no one has to die. We have defeated tens of thousands of Heartless. What’s a few more?”

“You’re right….again. I suppose.”

Even though he agreed with Sora, Riku couldn’t shift the sick feeling making itself at home in his stomach. A part of him, his dark side, did not believe.

They both stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity.

“I wanna give you something Sora….I’ve been wanting to do this for years.”

Sora watched with curious eyes as Riku pulled from his jacket pocket a single, yellow, star shaped fruit.

“Will you?”

Riku stared at Sora with a slight fear in his eyes.

“What if he refuses?” He questioned to himself over and over again.

Beads of sweat formed on his brow as he stood with his hand outstretched to his best friend. Riku really felt like he was at his most vulnerable.

Sora looked at the Paupou Fruit, then to Riku and back again. He repeated this action quite a few times. His insides twisted and churned.

Was Riku really wanting to share a Paupou with him? Now that he thought about it….didn’t Riku say he had tried to do that almost two years ago?

He stared for a minute or so until he saw Riku literally sweating. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Sora made his decision.

Slowly, he reached out and plucked the fruit from Riku’s quaking and shaking hand.

“This is it….he’s gonna throw it away again!” Riku’s mind screamed at him.

Sora broke off a large piece and kept it between his teeth. Even slower than before, guts churning, he pulled his older lover towards him.

Riku took the free end in his teeth. Lips finally met and the piece of fruit was halved. At first, the fruit tasted quite bitter. However, as the juice was released, it became the sweetest, most intoxicatingly decadent thing either male had tasted. Juicier than a water melon. Sweeter than sugar. Softer than raspberries.

As their heated kiss deepened, trickles of the Paupou Fruits juice made its way down each of their chins. Neither cared.

Tongues battled together for dominance. Both pulled the other closer, their bodies literally crushing together. Sora tangled Riku’s silvery hair between his fingers, pulling at it slightly.

Riku grated his finger tips down Sora’s back, stopping just above his backside and back up again. Both finally pulled away so they could swallow the pieces of fruit.

“I-I take that as a y-yes then?”

Sora nodded his head almost unable to speak. He felt as though he could sense everything that was going on inside his best friends head. He could feel things he never could before. He could feel the darkness inside Riku.

Riku, sensing Sora’s wonderment at the power of the fruit finally piped up. “Yes, you’re right. How in the hell does this work?”

“You took the words right out of my mind!”

Both wondered just how a tiny piece of star shaped fruit could bind two hearts, souls and bodies together. However, neither were complaining.

They came together again, both burning with lust.

It wasn’t long before both males toppled onto the sand below them and began feverishly tearing off each others clothes. Sora roughly pushed Riku back onto the sand when he tried to roll them over.

“You stay there! It’s my turn now!”

Riku smirked at Sora, knowing full well what he was talking about. He was ordered to lie still and do nothing.

Sora worked his way, kissing and nipping at the pale flesh of his lovers chest. Each motion excited a different strangled sound from the silver haired male.

Lower and lower Sora’s lips travelled. His tongue dipped into Riku’s naval again and again before continuing lower still. Riku couldn’t keep quiet any longer.

“Wait! Why the fuck am I being quiet?! Were on a small island over a mile away from everyone else!” Riku’s mind screamed at him.

He let out a loud guttural moan as his length was engulfed by his partner’s hot mouth. He watched the younger males head moving up and down as he switched between nipping lightly and sucking hard on the tender flesh.

“How he is so good at that….I will never know.”

Riku’s breathing suddenly became very erratic. His stomach muscles began to tighten up as Sora worked even harder. His hands splayed out to the sides as he scrambled to find something to hold onto. He found nothing but sand. He could feel it flow between his long fingers.

He was almost there. He could feel it. Not much further.

“Ahh FUCK!” He screamed as he spent himself inside the others mouth.

Sora sat up, swallowed the creamy liquid and grinned at his best friend. He liked seeing the older male exhausted and flushed. Sora found it to be a huge turn on.

Riku’s usually pale cheeks were tinged pink and a violent red flush swept like wildfire across his slim but well defined chest.

Riku lay there completely shattered. He felt his legs being parted. He knew what was coming. He took Sora’s virginity the day before. Now it was his turn to lose his.

His body tensed up as he felt not one but two fingers enter him. He cringed at the pain. The pain however soon wavered. Slim fingers scissor inside him.

The fingers grazing off a certain area made Riku scream out and arch his back almost painfully into Sora’s touch. The brunette decided to keep doing this. He loved teasing Riku.

Soon, fingers were removed. Riku prepared himself for the pain. Nothing happened. He opened his eyes to see Sora sitting shaking.

“What’s wrong?”

“I-I don’t k-know what to d-do!”

“I didn’t either until yesterday. Once its in….just move your hips. You’ll get it!”

“What if I’m rubbish?”

“Judging from what your mouth can do….I highly doubt it!”

Riku smiled at Sora as warmly as he could. The smile was so genuine, caring and loving, it gave Sora the final boost he needed to go all the way.

Riku shut his eyes over and arched his back slightly waiting on the welcome intrusion to his body. He felt the tip going in slightly. He tensed at the pain which nestled itself at the base of his spine.

Slowly, the younger male edged his length in until he was fully sheathed. He could hear, feel and sense that Riku was in pain so he stopped his movements.

He raised a shaking hand and ran it through the sweat soaked bangs covering Riku’s eyes. He ran his fingers down his partner’s cheek, over his slightly parted lips.

Sora could feel Riku’s heavy breaths on his finger tips.

He trailed his hand lovingly down Riku’s pale neck, chest and abdomen. He listened until Riku’s heavy breathing had settled down.

Aquamarine eyes opened slightly.

“I’m ok….I can handle a lot more than this.” He added that jibe at the end just to piss his younger lover off.

Growling at Riku, Sora slowly began to move himself in and out of the others body. Riku could feel something pooling in the depths of his stomach. Damn it felt good!

He tightened his legs around Sora’s tiny waist urging him to gain confidence and speed up. Sora complied. Faster and harder he thrust in and out of the warm tightness. He couldn’t keep his moans suppressed any longer.

Riku stared into Sora’s eyes to see them flash aquamarine once again, the same as they had done the previous day. Green swirled around in his usually blue depths.

Sora dropped his head onto the side of Riku’s neck and bit down hard on the creamy flesh. Harder he bit and sucked at the flesh. He wanted a healthy bruise to form there.

Riku grimaced as his flawless flesh was purged. He decided to do the same thing. He slightly turned his head so as not to let Sora leave his neck. He latched onto the juncture between Sora’s neck and shoulder. He too wanted a nice hearty bruise for everyone to see.

Even distracting himself by giving Riku a love bite, Sora could feel himself getting closer and closer. He couldn’t even feel Riku doing the same thing to his neck.

His movements became erratic and very shaky.

Riku knew Sora was close.

A few more powerful thrusts spent Sora deep within Riku’s body.

Finally each let go of the other’s neck. Sora’s arms and legs gave way sending him collapsing on top of Riku’s sweat soaked body. Both panted heavily.

Riku finally found his wits and wrapped his arms around Sora’s slim frame. He could feel the brunette shaking.

“Are you ok?”

“I was crap wasn’t I?”

Riku touched the bruised flesh on his neck, wincing at the pain. He felt the pain still settled in his lower back.

“Excuse me? You were anything but. Trust me. I think this love bite is pretty cool!….So is your’s by the way!”

“What? When did that happen?”

Riku smirked at Sora before pulling him in tighter.

Unbeknown to the two males, a pair of teary indigo eyes watched them from a distance, looking at their every action and listening to their every word.

“I love you Riku.”

Riku looked into now tired cobalt eyes. Sleep was draining them of their usual radiance. The swirling green had emancipated.

“I love you too.”

Sora finally mustered the strength to roll off his lover. He turned on his side as did Riku.

Riku couldn’t disguise the small hiss of pain as he rolled over.

Both faced each other. Hands clutching tightly together. Both fell asleep like that. Together, naked under the stars.

“Never let go.”