Last Judgment
A Pupp3t Mast00r original story
Disclaimer: Me no own, you no be dumb.
WARNING: RikuxSora loving, RoxasxHayner loving, rather long ramblings at end, and rather crappy writing. (Aren't I so confident!) So if you don't wanna read it, press the back button instead of flaming at me. I can write whateva I wanna, aiight? Aiight.
Before-hand-notes: Reviews of all types welcome. Please read it even though my confidence isn't very high and it's probably misleading you… thanks!
Chapter 1. The Party Part I
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Sora jumped high into the air and knocked Riku back with a quick thrust to his side.
"Zomygawd, Riku are you okay!" He came over, observing the fallen boy with huge sky-blue eyes. A small wooden sword rested lightly in his hands, forgotten for now.
'Damn it, he's just too cute for his own good. And caring.' Riku thought, sniggering inwardly, before jumping up suddenly, nearly missing the younger brunet, and whipping around. "'Course I am, you just worry too much," Riku purred. Sora grinned broadly until Riku yelled his battle cry and lunged at Sora with his own wooden sword, taking a horizontal whack at every step. Sora back-stepped this attack easily until Riku was finished. Sora then leapt up at Riku again and struck his leg; Riku fell and rolled over, standing back up. "Is that the best you can do?" He mocked.
Sora was panting heavily, but not about to give up, "No, not quite." He lunged at Riku for the third time. As before he missed and Riku countered by striking him rather hard on the head. Riku saw the boy fall and hit the ground eyes wide with shock, and his legs frozen in place. Riku's mind buzzed with confusion, he hadn't hit Sora that hard had he? He meant to just parry his blow; he wasn't even planning on winning: something about the youth made him weak. Quickly he shrugged it off and forced himself to move, first by picking Sora up and cradling him. Riku had to admit, he loved the way Sora looked when he slept (or in this case knocked out), and he loved the way Sora was leaning on him. Shaking his head, Riku carried him towards home.
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Later on, in Sora's house, Sora lay peacefully on his bed, his head wrapped in gauze. No sign of blood showed but his folks wanted to be sure by wrapping the cloth around his head, and Riku had insisted, 'For his own good' Riku had said. The silver haired boy stood over the brunet's bed, hovering and watching for signs of consciousness and breathing patterns.
"Hrrungph?" Sora muttered, groggily.
Riku smiled happily, "G'morning sleepy head."
Sora fully opened his eyes and looked up at Riku, a little unfocused. The brunet smiled and sat up. A little too fast. Sora fell back down, causing a stab of pain to erupt through his forehead. He cried out in pain and Riku gritted his teeth. He picked the boy up and held him close while the brunet hugged his head tight. "Riku? Wh-what happened?"
Riku winced as the memory came back, "I- erm… Hit you sorta hard… While we were sparring? Do you remember?"
Sora nodded, still holding his head, "Yes." Surprisingly the brunet didn't blame Riku, it was a spar anyway, and the idea was to hit the sparring partner. Unfortunately, Riku had a different opinion, and regretted the whole thing.
Riku rocked the boy back and forth for a while until he fell asleep, and placed him softly back onto the bad, jostling the youth's head. Riku didn't notice the jostling or the way Sora's eyes fluttered slightly before closing again when Riku leaned in to kiss his cheek, lingering for a little longer before running out of the room. Somehow, Sora knew that the kiss meant a little more then a brotherly kiss, but he didn't mind much and quickly faded into sleep.
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Skip 5 something years into the future… WoOoOoOo.
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Riku sat brooding in his broken down bedroom. Since the fighting incident with Sora, Riku had fallen deeper and deeper into denial, turning away his feelings and putting them stored away into a small part of his mind. But each time when he wanted comfort those feelings popped up, unbidden, and he turned them away. Each time, though, it was getting harder for Riku to turn them away and that in turn made him mad, which in turn made him deny it, which in turn made him angst. See, everything is connected in a subtle way.
Since then Sora had become sick. Not a noticeable sick but an invisible sick. Sora couldn't think hard or have his brain overload or else he'd blackout. Riku blamed himself although Sora never would; Sora was rather convinced it was his own fault. He couldn't tell anyone why it was his fault but it was.
Over the past few years Riku had noticed the pain and trouble it caused the boy, and that only deepened his forbidden feelings. Growling, Riku slammed his fists onto the cracked wall, making it creak and shudder. He rose to his feet and decided to go see Sora, see how he was doing. 'And maybe, become acquainted…' something inside of him whispered huskily, Riku shook his head and focused on his walking.
As he was walking, Riku reflected on how this happened. When they were young, Riku had always felt… something towards the brunet. Though, being the young boy he was all he could think of it being was that he was over protective towards the boy. As they got older Riku matured and realized his feelings slowly. Sora never lost his boyish charm and face, or his naivety, leaving Riku thoroughly lost in his eyes whenever he looked at their blue depths. It also strengthened when Riku kissed him slightly on the cheek that one-day. Although Riku would never say so, he thought Sora was too cute; he liked the idea of lying besides him and sharing his life with him. He would love to explore his body, but he was scared of his feelings and of rejection. Two things life had molded him to be scared of.
Riku got to Sora's house quicker then he thought possible. Sighing, he stepped up to the door and knocked. Sora opened the door and (to Riku's great enjoyment) grinned very boyish-ly. "Riku! Nice to see you, come in. My parents are out for the week." Riku sauntered in and looked about. Traces of Sora's cooking showed in the kitchen; the place was a mess. Riku sighed, although it wasn't a sad or disappointed sigh. Just… Happy.
"Get settled, Roxas is out… doing… something?" He frowned, making Riku's heart skip a beat.
Riku nodded and sat on the couch, lounging on it like he owned the place. Sora swaggered over and plopped down on his lap, making the other boy grunt, secretly enjoying it. Some rather perverted thoughts ran through his head but he pushed them away. Not quickly enough.
Sora wriggled, "Riku, you happy to see me or what?" Something was uncomfortable with his seat… (A/N: Are you catching my drift, huh? HuuUUuuUUuuh!)
Riku just sighed and ruffled the youth's wild hair, "Both."
Sora nodded and cuddled on to his lap, muttering something into his chest.
"I'm sorry, dear Soooraa, I didn't catch that," Riku sniggered.
Sora turned to look at his friend, a slight pout evident, "Five hundred channels and there's nothing to watch." Sora had been flipping channels before Riku visited. Riku sighed and rubbed the boy's back. The brunette wriggled happily before realizing what was happening. He was soon on his back, with Riku over him, dangerously close to his face. "Ri-Riku?" He stuttered. Riku just kept looking at him like a piece of meat. To eat? Or not to eat?
'Oooh, too eat…' he though nastily. Riku lowered his body down on top of Sora's making the youth gasp, quickly turning into a moan. Riku's eyes clouded slightly until Sora leaned up to almost touch Riku's lips with his own. Then Riku pulled away and muttered, "Sorry… Just…" couldn't control my own very sexy body, and impulses.
Sora sat up and leaned on Riku, "S'okay, Ri-ku." He purred the last syllable.
Before Sora could muster up the courage to make a move (A/N: Oooh lala) Roxas barged in the door and shouted, "EVERYONE'S COMING OVER TONIGHT FOR A PARTY! EVERYONE MEANS RIKU AND HAYNER, JUST SO YA KNOW!" He stared at the couple. "Hello you two! Did you know, Riku, that you're welcome to come to a party tonight?"
Riku rolled his eyes, "No, Roxas I didn't."
Roxas squinted at them, "What were you doing?"
Suddenly Riku lost his sarcastic aurora and announced at the same time as Sora, "Nothing."
Roxas let it slide and slipped into the kitchen to call Hayner. Sora went in as well to find out the details of the party. Which left Riku to argue with himself. 'I was so close to actually telling Sora how I feel… No bad Riku, don't think like that. He probably doesn't feel the same… Yea, you're right, besides I don't think he'd like it if we just happened to… oh I dunno… become more familiar with each other?' He sniggered to himself but stopped short, ' No bad, bad, bad Riku. Sora wouldn't be too happy about that now would he?' Riku silently hoped that Sora would've been.
Sora came back out and (once again) plopped down on Riku, emitting a grunt from the older boy. "The party starts once Hayner gets here… Care to snuggle a little?"
Riku blinked, "What?"
Sora turned to look at him, a rather amused expression apparent, "Care to set up this place for a party?"
Riku sighed, "No. Besides it's only us 4…"
Sora pouted, "Butbutbutbut… I'm booooooreedddd, Riiikuu!"
Riku smirked happily, "I can fix that…"
Sora's pout disappeared and his blue eyes became saucers, "Riku… I don't like that look…"
Riku promptly dived on Sora, tickling his ribs and underarms. Sora stuttered insults between gasps of air and laughter. Riku sniggered to himself. (A/N: more like laughing through his teeth, but you get the point.) Soon, Riku was under Sora and Sora looked ready for revenge. The two boys panted heavily, sweat beading on their foreheads, Riku's white tank top plastered to his chest. Riku stopped moving and stared at Sora's sweaty figure, admiring the girl-ish curves. Sora ogled Riku's muscular form through his sweat-soaked tank top, although neither boy noticed each other's stares. Quickly, after regaining his senses, Riku flipped Sora over and pinned his arms down, his legs pinning down Sora's.
Riku leaned in close to Sora's neck and planted small kisses up and down, emitting a loud purr from Sora and several wriggles. Soon Riku had them both much more excited and tired then when they first started. Riku continued to kiss Sora's body, his chest, neck, cheeks and ears. He even got close to his lips but only lingered slightly.
Sora sniggered, "Riku… your knee isn't in a very good spot as of now. Do you mind moving it?"
Riku just raised an eyebrow before coming to an answer. His knee was located in the smaller boy's groin, arguably causing distress. Riku smirked, "Do you mean moving it like… this?" He moved his knee forwards slightly, causing his younger friend to moan, which in turn caused Riku's aquamarine eyes to glaze over.
When Roxas walked in they both sat up quickly and plopped down on the couch. Roxas announced, in a slightly squeaky voice, "Hayner should be here in… 5, 4, 3, 2, 1-" He was cut off by a sharp knock. "He's here!" Roxas squealed. A certain brunette teen and silver-haired devil sniggered.
Hayner walked in and plopped down besides Sora. "Where's the party?"
TBC suckas!
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Author comments: Ladeedadum. It was nice making this, a lot of RikuxSora action. Boom! Sorry if the writing sucks, I'm… tired. Yes, that's it. Tired…
Grammar Notes: Sorry but this seemed necessary. I did check it twice and I did spell check (using Word… it's annoying but helpful) and I did consider this piece's sucky-ness, and I did use Wikipedia on some of the words.
Brunet is the male equivalent to Brunette; I didn't wanna call Sora a girl now did I?
Naivety ISN'T spelled wrong it's just the English version of the French form naïveté. Since I'm not French I decided that using the English version sounded better. Navety simply means "the state of lacking experience or understanding and/or having a lack of sophistication." Much like naïve. I know it sounds crappy but it is. Look it up on or Google it.
TBC simply means To Be Contiued.
About the P.S. directly from the Wiki: "A postscript (from post scriptum, a Latin expression meaning "after writing" and abbreviated P.S.) is a sentence, paragraph, or occasionally many paragraphs added, often hastily and incidentally, after the signature of a letter or (sometimes) the main body of an essay or book ...P.S. is sometimes used as a purely stylistic touch, when it isn't really necessary. P.P.S. is a "Post-postscript" and allows the letter writer to add even more thoughts after the first postscript. To continue, a third postscript would be a P.P.P.S. and so on." So yes, the P.S. is correct.
Sorry but this seemed REALLY important tocut down onall the flames I'm bound to get! I apologize many times!
I'm not aware of anything else so… good. If you still aren't sure about this, Wiki it. I swear you will see everything as it is here, if not paraphrased a bit.
Riku: -purrs happily-
Sora: -grins manically, snuggle-pounces Riku-
PM: Well… that's all. REVIEW DARN IT. Or I'll get Sephy over there…
Sephy: That's. Not. My. Name.
PM: Shuddup. It is now.
Sephy: -growls and ponders on teaching a lesson-
PM: Think about it and Riku molests you, d'ya hear me?
Sephy: -mutters something about stupid silver haired sex driven idiots and brunette writers bent on causingtrouble to a certain person-
PM: You wouldn't have to put up with "Sephy" if you didn't have such a badass name, so shuddup.
Riku: Awww, I can't mess with Sephy?
Sephy: No. Not, ever! I. Will. Castrate. You.
Riku: -backs away, slowly-
Sora: I thought I had you!
Riku: Ehehehe, I escaped… Must I be in denial, PM?
PM: Pssh, you get over it.
Riku: Fine. I'll go and sulk in the bedroom. -stalks off to bedroom:-
Sora: I forgot about my… sweet stash in that bedroom. Must retrieve it, right? -runs after Riku-
PM: NOT. MY. COVERS. Or my teddy bear! RIKU! SORA! -growls, erupting in Axel-Like flames:- SEPHY, KILL.
Sephy: Woof. Bark.
Axel: Why am I not with Roxie? -steals from Hayner-
PM: Next. Time. The readers do not wanna read all of this. Go. AWAY!
Axel: Promise? -is promptly kicked out, would be castrated, then kicked out but Sephy is busy, leave a message- Ow, my butt…
PM: Sorry! R+R please, it'd make Axel happy (and may help him to come back… hinthintwinkwinkcoughcough) Drop off sweets for Sora-doll, castration tools for Sephy, new bedcovers for me, and a cage to hold Mr. I-Can't-Keep-My-Hands-Outta-Sora's-Pants-Riku. Suggest last names… maybe? It'd help because I'm a lazy ass, 5 reviews earns another update… Or I'll just update eventually… Ta!
-Loud bickering and random chat in distance-
Why did I invite these morons into my subconscious?
P.S PM means Pupp3t Mast00r, aiight? Aiight. I'm not sure on the whole character chat at the end, the guidelines weren't specific. And I've seen many people doing the same thing but if everyone were stabbing himself or herself would you? So ya, help?
P.P.S I did replace":" with "-" because it was messing up the piece. Sorry!