Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction ❯ The Perfect Computer ❯ Chapter Seventeen: Three Weeks Later ( Chapter 17 )
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Perfect Computer
Chapter Seventeen: Three Weeks Later
Sora stared blankly out his bedside window at the night sky. Moonlight shone through the glass and illuminated his bored expression. It had been three weeks since their uncovering of Diamond Wing. The police had investigated the corporation, and the trial that had been issued was the talk of all of Japan. All of Diamond Wing’s lesser employees got off scot-free, but members like Demyx and Axel had received a much harsher sentence. Luckily for the two, because they had assisted the police in the investigation, they also received lesser jail time and the hope of parole.
For Diamond Wing, it was all over. Their sales plummeted to nothing, other companies refused to have anything to do with them, and the government had initiated their immediate closure.
On the upside, Riku’s father’s company was booming in sales. With Diamond Wing’s extinction, people seemed to be begging for mini-portable persocoms. Riku himself was back to living at his apartment. His wounds had almost fully healed, and Namine’s nurse-like care only aided them further.
Yes, Namine was living with Riku. After being checked out by Leon, the girl had had to go through some serious medical procedures in order to extract the mechanical viruses that were taking over her body. Despite that she survived and made a miraculous recovery. Apparently from what Leon explained, the virus and the mechanical compounds were not able to fully link with her DNA due to the fact that Namine was a girl.
Roxas, on the other hand, was an entirely different matter. From what Sora could comprehend, the compounds had entered his bloodstream and bone. His cells were dying at an increasing rate and his organs could simply not fight the mechanical infection that was spreading throughout his body. In layman’s terms, he was slowly turning into a robot. Soon his human memory would probably be lost, and Sora couldn’t do a thing about it.
Ever since Leon had told him this, Sora had been consumed by an ever-increasing depression. He wanted to scream, to attack the Diamond Wing suits who had done this to him. He wanted to help Roxas, to save him. But there was no way Sora could fight an infection that had been growing for who knew how long.
In the first few days after Roxas’ diagnosis, Sora had done nothing but stay by Roxas’ unconscious side. But even then, Leon had coaxed Sora into continuing his life under the promise that Roxas was in his capable hands and he would do all in his power to help him.
Slowly, Sora began to seek shelter inside himself. He attended his classes, but truly did not enjoy them. Every once in a while Riku and Namine came over to keep him company, but even their friendly intrusions into his dull world were short-lived.
Namine was the one who came over to Sora’s apartment at least once a day. The two had actually become rather good friends. The girl was sweet, and talked animatedly about her brother Roxas, which seemed to comfort Sora. He enjoyed hearing the stories of her and Roxas’ childhood together. It was almost like Namine was a whole different person from the girl he had first met at Diamond Wing. Namine had seemed so withdrawn and shy, and yet now she was rather bubbly and articulate.
He had grown rather fond of the girl, and she of him it seemed. For he seemed to be the one she would come to when she wanted advice about Riku. Sora could only smile at the growing affection between the two. And truthfully Sora was glad; he had always wanted Riku to settle down. His friend had always run through girlfriends like tissues, yet he seemed to be thoroughly interested in Namine. The girl also seemed to calm Riku. They reminded Sora of a crying baby and his favorite blanket for some reason.
But for all of Namine’s sweetness or Riku’s changing personality, they could never truly take all the loneliness out of Sora’s day. It was like the time he had forgotten Roxas all over again. The same painful body, the dazzling, sinful dreams, and the feeling of utter emptiness in his own home. He was completely forlorn.
He saw Roxas everywhere–in the kitchen, on the couch, even in his bed. Everything reminded him of the person whom he had a very good chance of losing forever. If Sora had been old enough, he would have turned to drinking to forget his troubles.
Sora sighed and looked out the window. It was the beginning of spring and he could barely just make out the small green buds that adorned the tree in front of the apartment building. He wondered how long it would be before those same buds would burst forth into beautiful pink blossoms.
Sora closed his eyes and came away from the window, lowering the shade so that it just barely let in enough light to see by. He pulled back the covers and lay down on top of the sheet. The fabric against his bare upper body was warm and very uncomfortable. He groaned and tossed back the covers.
He might as well put the air-conditioning on; otherwise, he would never be able to get to sleep. He exited his room and went to the living room. His fingers traced along the wall for the thermostat. Upon finding it, they pushed a series of buttons and the air flipped on.
Sora closed the thermostat and was about to walk back into his room when the front doorknob jiggled.
He eyed the doorknob suspiciously. He had locked it, so there was no possible way for the person on the other side to get in. The knob stopped jiggling, and soon Sora heard footsteps that faded away. He shrugged off the happening as nothing more than a person who had gotten the wrong apartment. He went to his room and got back into bed, only to hear the front door open a few moments later.
Sora stiffened at the sound. No doubt it was the same person…but how had they managed to get in? Sora strained his ears to hear. The person was slowly closing the door and locking it. Now they were almost silently walking toward his bedroom. Sora leaned up in his bed and faced the doorway. There, in the shadows, was the outline of a person.
Sora gulped, but the figure just stood there and didn’t move an inch. Either the figure was confused, or he was the worst murderer ever.
“Who are you?” Sora found himself saying.
Instead of answering, the figure’s arm extended and turned on the light. Sora gasped at what he saw.
“Roxas!”
A/N: I know, you all hate me because I’m so evil. But do not fret, the next chapter has already been posted. So you don’t have to kill me >.< . Please review and enjoy!
Riku: *watches Roxas and Sora get undressed* What are you guys doing?
Sora: Don’t you know, Riku?
Roxas: The next chapter is our lemon scene. We have to get undressed.
Riku: *sigh* I’m glad I don’t have a lemon scene.
Namine: We just might Riku. The author says that if she gets enough reviews asking for it she’ll do a lemon scene between us, and maybe even a lemon scene between Cloud and Leon.
Riku:…why me.
Chapter Seventeen: Three Weeks Later
Sora stared blankly out his bedside window at the night sky. Moonlight shone through the glass and illuminated his bored expression. It had been three weeks since their uncovering of Diamond Wing. The police had investigated the corporation, and the trial that had been issued was the talk of all of Japan. All of Diamond Wing’s lesser employees got off scot-free, but members like Demyx and Axel had received a much harsher sentence. Luckily for the two, because they had assisted the police in the investigation, they also received lesser jail time and the hope of parole.
For Diamond Wing, it was all over. Their sales plummeted to nothing, other companies refused to have anything to do with them, and the government had initiated their immediate closure.
On the upside, Riku’s father’s company was booming in sales. With Diamond Wing’s extinction, people seemed to be begging for mini-portable persocoms. Riku himself was back to living at his apartment. His wounds had almost fully healed, and Namine’s nurse-like care only aided them further.
Yes, Namine was living with Riku. After being checked out by Leon, the girl had had to go through some serious medical procedures in order to extract the mechanical viruses that were taking over her body. Despite that she survived and made a miraculous recovery. Apparently from what Leon explained, the virus and the mechanical compounds were not able to fully link with her DNA due to the fact that Namine was a girl.
Roxas, on the other hand, was an entirely different matter. From what Sora could comprehend, the compounds had entered his bloodstream and bone. His cells were dying at an increasing rate and his organs could simply not fight the mechanical infection that was spreading throughout his body. In layman’s terms, he was slowly turning into a robot. Soon his human memory would probably be lost, and Sora couldn’t do a thing about it.
Ever since Leon had told him this, Sora had been consumed by an ever-increasing depression. He wanted to scream, to attack the Diamond Wing suits who had done this to him. He wanted to help Roxas, to save him. But there was no way Sora could fight an infection that had been growing for who knew how long.
In the first few days after Roxas’ diagnosis, Sora had done nothing but stay by Roxas’ unconscious side. But even then, Leon had coaxed Sora into continuing his life under the promise that Roxas was in his capable hands and he would do all in his power to help him.
Slowly, Sora began to seek shelter inside himself. He attended his classes, but truly did not enjoy them. Every once in a while Riku and Namine came over to keep him company, but even their friendly intrusions into his dull world were short-lived.
Namine was the one who came over to Sora’s apartment at least once a day. The two had actually become rather good friends. The girl was sweet, and talked animatedly about her brother Roxas, which seemed to comfort Sora. He enjoyed hearing the stories of her and Roxas’ childhood together. It was almost like Namine was a whole different person from the girl he had first met at Diamond Wing. Namine had seemed so withdrawn and shy, and yet now she was rather bubbly and articulate.
He had grown rather fond of the girl, and she of him it seemed. For he seemed to be the one she would come to when she wanted advice about Riku. Sora could only smile at the growing affection between the two. And truthfully Sora was glad; he had always wanted Riku to settle down. His friend had always run through girlfriends like tissues, yet he seemed to be thoroughly interested in Namine. The girl also seemed to calm Riku. They reminded Sora of a crying baby and his favorite blanket for some reason.
But for all of Namine’s sweetness or Riku’s changing personality, they could never truly take all the loneliness out of Sora’s day. It was like the time he had forgotten Roxas all over again. The same painful body, the dazzling, sinful dreams, and the feeling of utter emptiness in his own home. He was completely forlorn.
He saw Roxas everywhere–in the kitchen, on the couch, even in his bed. Everything reminded him of the person whom he had a very good chance of losing forever. If Sora had been old enough, he would have turned to drinking to forget his troubles.
Sora sighed and looked out the window. It was the beginning of spring and he could barely just make out the small green buds that adorned the tree in front of the apartment building. He wondered how long it would be before those same buds would burst forth into beautiful pink blossoms.
Sora closed his eyes and came away from the window, lowering the shade so that it just barely let in enough light to see by. He pulled back the covers and lay down on top of the sheet. The fabric against his bare upper body was warm and very uncomfortable. He groaned and tossed back the covers.
He might as well put the air-conditioning on; otherwise, he would never be able to get to sleep. He exited his room and went to the living room. His fingers traced along the wall for the thermostat. Upon finding it, they pushed a series of buttons and the air flipped on.
Sora closed the thermostat and was about to walk back into his room when the front doorknob jiggled.
He eyed the doorknob suspiciously. He had locked it, so there was no possible way for the person on the other side to get in. The knob stopped jiggling, and soon Sora heard footsteps that faded away. He shrugged off the happening as nothing more than a person who had gotten the wrong apartment. He went to his room and got back into bed, only to hear the front door open a few moments later.
Sora stiffened at the sound. No doubt it was the same person…but how had they managed to get in? Sora strained his ears to hear. The person was slowly closing the door and locking it. Now they were almost silently walking toward his bedroom. Sora leaned up in his bed and faced the doorway. There, in the shadows, was the outline of a person.
Sora gulped, but the figure just stood there and didn’t move an inch. Either the figure was confused, or he was the worst murderer ever.
“Who are you?” Sora found himself saying.
Instead of answering, the figure’s arm extended and turned on the light. Sora gasped at what he saw.
“Roxas!”
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~T his Chapter was beta corrected by AirenA/N: I know, you all hate me because I’m so evil. But do not fret, the next chapter has already been posted. So you don’t have to kill me >.< . Please review and enjoy!
Riku: *watches Roxas and Sora get undressed* What are you guys doing?
Sora: Don’t you know, Riku?
Roxas: The next chapter is our lemon scene. We have to get undressed.
Riku: *sigh* I’m glad I don’t have a lemon scene.
Namine: We just might Riku. The author says that if she gets enough reviews asking for it she’ll do a lemon scene between us, and maybe even a lemon scene between Cloud and Leon.
Riku:…why me.