Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction ❯ Je t'aime ❯ Chapter 1

Italics are the sign that it is another language lalala~


Je t'aime


Riku sighed pitifully as his torso hung off the low bridge in the slums of Village, his sapphire eyes lidded as the cigarette between his lips treatened to fall. He had never taken up smoking, until this moment. Why, one may ask, would someone as beautiful and delightful as him, be smoking?

His heart that day, had been broken.

It was a well known fact that Village's number one sweetheart Kairi was close to Riku, but even moreso to the neighborhood spazz-attack Sora. In fact, all three of them were close, having grown up in the same orphanage together. Or rather, still growing up.

But now, the girl he loved so dearly was with the friend he envied most of all. Not only that, they had been for weeks already. And they didn't want to tell Riku for the fear that he would reject their love. Now there was something to scoff at! No... instead, he had smiled and ruffled Sora's hair as he hooked his arm around Kairi's shoulder. He congratulated them, gave them his blessings, and then excused himself to this remote area.

Lower Village, or rather Slums, was well, just that; an area of the town that was no longer properly cared for, thusly names 'Slums'. It was what founded the town, the original. But, it was now a restricted area to Greater Village citizens. Why?

Because there was a killer on the loose.

Not that Riku cared, seeing as how he already felt dead inside. Why not, y'know, get rid of the mind and body as well? In fact, by this point he was praying to the deity that the killer would come by and partake in his self-destruction. Because there was truly nothing worse than being dumped by the girl you love, and the boy you befriended.

With another sigh, Riku let the cigarette fall from his lips, his eyes closing as he tried to block out the painful feelings that constricted tightly in his chest.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?," he whispered softly, tears softly shedding as he slumped to his knees to cry. The chink of metal had Riku's head up in a split second, eyes darting for the sound.

"Maaaan~ Aren't there any bleeders in this damned place," comes a drawn voice, laced with distaste as the chink became a steady scrape along the pavement. Riku swallowed the lump in his throat as he stood, turning to face a redhead with sea green eyes and a rather surprised expression.

"Eh? Why're you crying?," the man asks with a concerned voice as he meanders on over, hand reaching to run a thumb along Riku's damp cheek. Riku can only stare up at the brilliant foreigner(seeing as how the man spoke a different tongue), his mouth agape.

"A-are you... the Killer?," Riku asks softly, hoping the man can understand his own tongue. No such luck, as the redhead raises a brow, lips pursed in a frown instead of that blood-thirsty grin he had earlier.

"So you're another one, huh. Well, you're cute, so I'll let you lea--," Riku grabs the hand that was making its' retreat from his cheek, holding it as he says, "Riku." The man raises his brow once more before giving a nod.

"Axel."

Axel. No longer, the redheaded man who could be the Killer. Well, he still could be, judging from the metal pipe that he's holding. And the blood stains on his jeans and jacket. Oh, a smudge on his face. Out of parental instinct(or rather all those years of dealing with Sora) he ran his tongue over the pad of his thumb before reaching up to rub the life essence away.

"Thanks," Axel murmured as he gave the young teen a smile, cupping Riku's jaw in his hand affectionately as he raised the pipe. The teen merely smiled back, pressing the hand close as he awaited the blow that would send him from this world.

"No, Riku!!!," came the frightened scream as Sora rammed Axel away with his own tiny body, sending the both of them sprawling. Riku was immediately tugging Sora up, his eyes wide as he watched Axel rub at his jaw before spitting a glob of what could only be blood from his lips.

"Riku, is he the one who made you cry?," Axel grunted out as he stood on unsteady feet, his emerald eyes trained to Sora. The boy was trembling in absolute fear as he clung to the much calmer Riku.

"R-riku, what is he saying? I-I don't understand his tongue."

"I don't know. But... listen, just go back to Greater Village, okay? I can deal with hi--" Sora shook his head as he hollared, "Yeah right! H-He was gonna whack your head off with that thing!!!"

Riku swallowed. It was what he intended from Killer--from Axel. He had just met the man, and though they spoke different tongue, he felt more connected to the pyscopath than he did to Sora, or Kairi. The man had... comforted him before death, which was sweet in its' own way.

But more than anything, he kept saying Riku's name. And the way he said it gave Riku's stomach a tight knot. If Riku were to die, it had to be by Axel's hands, and no one elses. So, with a sad look to Sora, then a softer one to Axel as he mouthed the man's name almost... affectionately, he grabbed the brunette's arm and tugged him back to Greater Village.

"Riku!! Answer me Riku!! Damnit don't walk away now! Idiot, I wasn't going to kill you!!"


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Axel strolled through the Slums, feeling rather miffed. Those looks that kid... Riku, had given him. Gah, a cry for help if ever! The way that kid looked, all wide-eyed and smiling... Axel huffed as he ran a bloodied hand through his crimson locks, glaring at the woman currently pinned to his wall.

"All I was gonna do was tap him. A light thump and he'd be in my arms, here... on the wall instead of you," he grumbled as he glared at the wailing woman. Her skin was pulled out, revealing twitching muscles and throbbing organs.

"W-why are you doing this," she sobbed softly, her arms no longer a part of her body, for they lay in a bucket near a door. Blood pooled from her hanging form, but not really enough for Axel's liking.

Axel gave a sweet smile as he poked and prodded at her flailing lungs with amusement. "Because I'm punishing the idiots of the world. You, m'dear, served me sourdough bread when I asked for grain."

The woman was like a floodgate, her torso spasming as she wailed and screamed at the redhead. Called him names, spit at him, but soon enough she was calming, and realizing her mistake. Axel grinned as he leaned over, his tongue running along the stub of her shoulder, reveling in the taste of copper.

"Y-you're sick! I hope you're caught, and killed in the most horrible of ways!," the woman screeched out before his hand was grasping her heart, fingers digging into the beating organ, just daring her to continue.

"You're life is in my hands, Olette. I'm in a bit of a funk, as you can see. I met this kid today. He thinks I can't speak the same language as him, which is cute by the way. But, going on. He was different from everyone I've met," the redhead sighed out as he stuffed the frightened girl's organ back into her cavity before he leaned on the back of his couch.

"He was a sweetheart really. Told me his name, smiled at me when he thought I was going to kill him. No no, I wouldn't kill him yet. He hasn't done anything wrong."

Olette was glaring the entire time, though it was in vein, since she had no arms... or skin(for the most part). She said not a word though.

"Gods, Olette. You should have seen him. Pale skin, pale hair, but those deep, gorgeous blue. I'm telling you, Olette. Even you would be dropping your panties for him."

Based on the redhead's descriptions of this lucky being-- "You're not talking about Riku, are you?" Axel's eyes widened as he stood, stomping over to ram a finger into the girl's cavity, wiggling it around painfully. The brunette emitted a wail as she threw her head back, tears falling down her cheeks.

"What do you know about him?! Were you the one who made him cry," Axel snarled, his calm green eyes growing dark as he pressed another finger in, digging around roughly. Olette could only shake her head widly as she sobbed, "Noo~" out over and over.

"No, what," he could barely manage to grunt out as he removes his fingers, only to cram his large hand into the woman's torso, grasping at anything he could before he tore his arm away, innerds and all.

Olette could only choke and moan in pain, her eyes slowly rolling to show the white, and nothing more. With a huff, Axel released the mess to the floor (smirking as it gave a sickening slap to the hardwood flooring), already storming to the bathroom to wash himself up. He had to look good for his next play-date, a greedy man by the name of Marluxia.


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Marluxia sighed with contentment as he released his lover's long, honey strands. Faintly, he noted how flushed his normally pale lover was, as he leaned his hand to stroke against the quivering side.

"Vexen," he cooed softly as he wiped his older lover's hair from his dampened face, "did I go too far?" Vexen glanced up at the pink haired botanist, his eyes lidded as he curled closer.

"No, I'm fine. But should you not be at work?" Marluxia chuckled as he held Vexen close, his face buried against the blonde crown. No, he didn't really have to go to work yet. If he had, his lover would not be here now, now would he? But ugh, the stench of sex was all over Vexen.

"Hey, why don't you start a bath for us, hmm," the botanist prompted softly, smiling when Vexen pushed himself up, giving the younger a grumble and half-hearted glare, before he tupped to the bathroom. Ahh, Vexen was so easy to manipulate. Sure, he put up a good fight, but breaking the scientist had been too wonderful.

Once he heard the sound of the water hitting the tub, Marluxia sat up, strutting over to where a camera sat hidden in the fringe of plants. Wonderful, glorious blackmail. Vexen had a... particular experiment that Marluxia had wanted. It would have brought him to the top, but no!

Vexen, with his cool glances and harsh words, had won it! Marluxia growled as he shut the camera off, ready to hide it and return to bed as he awaited the blonde, but a hand around his neck had him freeze.

"Hello dear. You weren't planning on selling yourself out as well now, were you Marluxia," a smooth voice drolled next to the frightened pinkette's ear.

"Y-You do not speak Village's tongue. Who are you?" The unknown one chuckled, his grip around Marluxia's neck tightening ever so.

"No one you need to concern yourself with. But... you have information on someone I'm intersted in, nee? I'm sure we can work out an agreement that's to your liking."

At this point, Marluxia was all for bargaining, if it meant he kept his life! So, he gave a curt nod as he managed to grunt out, "What is it you want?" He could practically feel the intruder's smile, his eyes forced to the desk they stood before when the other slapped a file down.

"There's next to no information on this one. I went to the courthouse before deciding to come here, and well, your lover is in his file. So you may know about him. Tell me where I can find him."

Marluxia, with shaking hands, flipped the folder open, revealing the pouty face of Vexen's former student, Riku. What did this person want with a kid like that? "He lives at the orphanage at the border to Lower Village, but he's never there. He hides out at his friend, Larxene's though. She lives down Twilight Street, fifth house on the left. Why?"

Before he recieved an answer, his back was lurching forward, his neck pulled back, his life ending.


Axel smiled as he released Marluxia's limp form to crumple to the floor. "Thank you dearly, friend. And now," he muttered as he picked the file back up, along with the camera. Idly, he turned the electronic on, having it face the wall as he started with, "You are free, Vexen. The man before you is a liar, using you to gain points with the higher-ups.

Deep down, you know this to be true, so do not deny it. I have freed you because you are innocent. You deserve better, especially since the death of your daughter. Bringing you well wishes, Aka."

Axel smiled to himself as he shut the camcord off, setting it atop the desk before he left, strolling easily down the halls and out of the house.


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Riku sat, bored as can be, his chin cupped in his hand as he watched children run around the park gleefully. Beside him sat Sora, still shaken from their encounter earlier, as well as Kairi, Larxene, and Demyx. The latter two were siblings, though no one would be able to tell easily.

Larxene was loud, angry loud while Demyx was just an ADD child. Erh, teenager. Riku sighed, ignoring the look Kairi was giving him. The one that tells one, 'Why are you being an idiot!' Well, he wasn't! This was their sorry excuse for an intervention was all. And the silence was getting to him.

"Look, it's not as serious as Sora is saying! He's just exaggerating! You know how he is," Riku tried to reason, simply to break the silence. "I was in Slums, yeah. Axel had a metal pipe, yeah--" Larxene cut in with, "How do you know the guy's name?"

"He told me it. Going on. He didn't actually attack me, okay? If anything, Sora was the one who attacked." Everyone's gazes switched to Sora, who flushed as he waved his hands before him wildly. Riku smirked to himself as he stood from the table they were grouped at, snagging up his pack of cigarettes before leaving.

"Oi, you know they'll just turn what Sora says against you," Demyx muttered, choosing to follow after his friend. Riku shrugged. So what? It wasn't like they were gonna see Axel again anyway. As if reading the younger's mind, Demyx piped up with, "So, what really happened?"

"Sora and Kairi got together is what happened. I was pissed that they didn't tell me, so I was moping around, then Axel came and cheered me up. Sora got the wrong idea, as he always does, and jumped on in."

The blonde hummed, his arm draped over Riku's shoulders as they left the pleasant park, turning the corner to head to the local theatre. "Well, Sora said he wanted you to be the first to know, but Kairi knew you liked her. Larxene said Kairi was being a bitch about it, and that she agreed with Sora.

That way, you wouldn't hurt as much. Because they lied to you for a whole month about it all. That doesn't sit too well with me anyhow. I agreed with Larxene and Sora, but Kairi threatened to break up with him if any of us told you."

Riku gazed up at his friend with wide eyes. Kairi had.. .actually used that? "Poor Sora," Riku muttered as he allowed himself to be tugged along by the older, his eyes on the ground beneath.

'Riku.'


Riku swallowed. Gods, he... he wanted to meet Axel again. To have the man speak to him, to touch him. The teen sighed though, knowing it was impossible. So, Riku paid the tickets, for his poor friend's sake(seeing as how today was just so horrible and Demyx didn't deserve his angst), and wandered over to Room Three.
The showing was that of a B-flick, but it was something to keep Riku's mind off of a certain redhead.
Until there was the nagging feeling that someone was watching him instead of the movie. Riku glanced to Demyx, but found the blonde enthralled with the fake blood and screams from the screen. Wasn't him then...
But... the look wasn't one Riku was particularly afraid of. No, it was familiar. And he knew looking around for the peep would only avert the other's gaze from him(something he didn't want because it calmed him greatly), so he continued to watch the movie, a smile flittering across his face.
He could only hope it was...
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