It's a Cruel World
Summary: Soras trapped in a abusive secret relationship with his boyfriend Riku, while Riku is also dating Kairi in public. He's remained silent for over 2 years now, but when something strange happens will he be able to keep silent for any longer?
Pairings: RikuxSora, CloudxSora, RikuxKairi, TidusxWakka, Selphiex?
Warnings: Contains Abuse, N/C, Hurt/Comfort, Language
Authors Notes: Please don't hate me ;
Chapter One.
Sora sat quietly at the table as Riku cooked dinner for the both of them. He kept his eyes on his hands the whole time like Riku taught him a few months ago. He flinched slightly as a pot crashed to the floor and cursing soon followed. He looked up briefly before returning his eyes to where they were a few moments ago. He tensed as footsteps approached the table.
"You can look up now." Sora tried his best to lift his head, but fear consumed him and forced him to keep looking down at his hands in his lap.
"I said you can look up now." Sora knew Riku was getting angry so he lifted his head just to make him happy. He looked at the silver haired person in front of him, while holding back tears of fear. Riku cupped his chin.
"You know I don't like having to tell you things twice, Sora-kun. You'll receive your punishment after my date with Kairi." Riku Sat door in his chair across the table from Sore and began to consume the pasta in front of him. Sora could feel bile rising in his throat. He poked around in his pasta, not feeling all that hungry anymore-
"Eat. Now." -but it seemed that he really didn't have a choice. He ate slowly as not to gag on the surprisingly good meal. He heard Riku put his fork down on his empty plate and get up from the table plate in hands. Sora quickly forced down the rest of the food and also got up from the table. He walked into the kitchen head down. He put his plate in the sink and began to prepare the water for washing the dishes. Riku grabbed his chin roughly and pulled him into a hungry kiss. He was turned around and pushed up on top of the counter. The doorbell rang interrupting the forced make out session. Riku gave him another peck on the cheek and went to get the door. Sora slowly got off the counter and began to start on the dishes again.
"So, are you ready to go, Riku-love?" Sora almost threw up at the over sweet reply.
"I'm always for you, darling." He heard Kairi giggle followed by the sound of the door closing and locking. A few moments later Sora broke down in the middle of the kitchen floor.
Sora lay on the bed underneath the blanket watching Maury. He sobbed silently, relating to young girls on the television.
'If I could I would find a way away from here. As if you could leave the one man who actually pretends to enjoy your company.' Sora lost his train of thoughts as the door opened. His blood ran cold. He quickly turned off the TV and hid deeper under the blanket trying to escape the inevitable. He jumped as the door to the room slammed open. The blanket was cruelly yanked off of him and thrown to the floor. He began to sob quietly. Praying to kami that he would pass out. His wrist was grabbed and he was pulled to the floor. He gasped as a fist was brought down on his stomach. Soon followed by kicks and more punches until he was a crying ball on the floor. A zipper echoed through out the room followed by the sound of clothes being taken and torn off Rikus and his body. He knew he couldn't stop this from happening. What other choice did he have but to take and get over it? He remained silent as he was picked up and dropped roughly on the bed. He was spread and entered with no preparation. He screamed in pain and emotionally hurt as his mind and body was broken again and again. As soon as it had started it was over. Riku pulled out and made his way to the bathroom the clean up and left Sora on the bed to recollect him.
'Why do I let him do this to me? Because you have no choice in the matter. He owns you.' Sora curled up in a little bruised ball and drifted into a dreamless sleep.
He could faintly hear someone whispering his name in the dream.
"Sora. Please, Sora, wake-up. Please." He slowly opened his eyes to the figure of Tidus. He rubbed his eyes wearily.
"Tidus? What're you doing here?" He could see fainted tear lines going down his face.
Why is he crying?
He reached up with his unbruised hand and wiped away another tear that slowly made its appearance.
"Why are you crying?" Suddenly anger showed in his face.
"Why am I crying!" He screamed. "I'm crying because he's been hurting you all this time and you haven't told anyone." Sora hung his head.
"Please don't tell anyone, Tidus. Rikull get mad." Tidus frowned, and then sighed.
"I won't tell anyone, Sora. But you've got to stick up to him or leave. I know you're stronger than this." He cupped Sora face.
"I don't want to see you like this." Sora nodded, holding back tears. Tidus sighed inwardly.
"Now, I came here to ask you for some whipped cream." Sora raised an eyebrow in question. Tidus sweat dropped.
"Please don't ask why." He pointed to the kitchen.
"It's in the cupboard."
(Believe me, you don't want to know either.)
Sora stretched out on the couch after taking a long and refreshing shower. He picked up the remote and started flipping through the channels, trying to find something to take his mind off the pain in his entire backside. Unfortunately luck wasn't in his side today (again). He heard keys in the door and jumped up from his position on the couch. He sat up straight and grabbed one of the pillows and hugged it, while burying his face in it. He cautiously looked up into the face of evil.
"Feeling better?" He forced himself to keep the bile from rising in his throat. He nodded. Riku smiled.
"Good." He sat down beside the frightened teen and wrapped an arm around his waist. He pulled him closer to himself until he was almost sitting on his lap. Scratch that, he was sitting on his lap. He yanked the pillow out of his arms and turned him around so he was facing him with both legs on either side of his waist.
"I heard Tidus came over," Sora closed his eyes and turned away, only to have his face wrenched back to face him.
"What could he have possibly wanted while I was gone?" Sora opened his mouth to answer, only to close it again. Riku chuckled darkly.
"Answer me." Sora swallowed dryly.
"He wanted to borrow something." Riku wrapped his arms around his back and pulled him closer until his mouth was right by his ear. Sora shivered as he felt hot breath blow on his lobe.
"Borrow what?" Riku slid his hands underneath the thin shirt and ghosted his fingers along his back. Sora whimpered and arched into the touch. He hated when he did this. He would tease him until he got what he wanted and then leave him for Kairi. He hissed slightly as he ran a finger along a fresh bruise on his back.
"You know I don't like to repeat myself." He warningly pressed harder against the bruise causing Sora to cry out in pain.
"He wanted to borrow some whipped cream! Please, Riku, stop!" He gasped as the other hand slid into his jeans and ran along his crack. He arched and began to writhe slightly.
"What would he need with whipped cream?" He pressed against the puckered opening causing Sora to press back. He began to whine as the hand on his back slowly came to the front and tweaked one the sensitive nubs.
"Please, Riku, don't- ah!" He was pushed over on the couch so that Riku was on top of him. Riku slowly ran his hand down to the front of his jeans and started to unbutton the fabric. Sora buried his face into his hands and refused to watch. Riku succeeded in removing the tight obstacle. He pulled Sora through his boxers and blew a small puff of cold air over the tip. He grunted and arched slightly. Riku grinned and pulled his hands away from his face.
"I don't know why you pretend you don't like it." He held both wrists in one hand, while the other went back up his shirt. He cruelly grabbed one the rosebuds and twisted it painfully. Sora screamed in agony and tried to twist away from the harsh grip. Riku situated himself so that he was between Soras legs. Grinded their erections together, drawing wanton sounds from his mouth. He leaned forward and captured the full lips with his own. He pinched the already sore nipple to make Sora open his mouth. He dove in tasting him. Sora pulled away and struggled. He managed to throw Riku off guard to slip out of his hold. He immediately ran for his room and locked the door. After a while he heard banging at his door.
"Sora1 open this fucking door!" He curled up in a corner and started crying, knowing Riku would hurt him for this. He looked out the window, when an idea hit him. He unlocked the window and opened it. He saw that they were on the second floor. He began to lose hope when he saw the tree not far off. This was his only chance.
You'll never make it. I don't even know why you're trying.
Sora pushed away that thought and jumped out the window...and landed face first on the ground. He got up and rubbed his nose. Luckily (For once) he hand landed in a huge pile of leaves. He got up as quickly as he could and started running, fast. He didn't know where he was going. All he knew was that he was getting out of there.
By the time he had finally slowed down. He was by Tidus and Wakkas house (And that's pretty far). He quickly made his way up to the front porch and rang the door bell twice. He was greeted by a gruff Wakka.
"Um, did I interrupt something?" Wakka glared.
"Wakka, who's at the-Sora?" He was quickly grabbed and taken into the house. He was presented with a cup of hot coffee. Tidus cooed over him like a mother would a baby.
"How did you get out?" Sora took a sip of his coffee.
"I jumped out the window." Tidus looked at him as though he was crazy.
"Are you nuts? You could've killed yourself!" Then he sighed.
"Well, at least you're safe now." Sora nodded and then stood up.
"I have to go." Tidus gave him a startled look.
"But you just got here!"
"I know, but he'll look for me here first and I can't risk you two getting hurt." Wakka cleared his throat catching both of their attention.
"I have a place where you can stay, but you're gonna have to share it with somebody, are you okay with that, ya? Sora nodded.
"Oh yeah, and also you might want to put a pair of pants on before you go." Sora looked down and blushed. He was indeed pant less. Tidus held back his laughter until he went into his room to fetch Sora some jeans. Then he broke out in hysterical fits of laughter.
"It's not funny, Tidus!" Tidus came back out with a wide grin on his face. Sora snatched the jeans out his hands and slipped them on. They were a little bit loose, which was bad considering Tidus was the smallest of the three. Wakka and Tidus looked at him with worry printed on their faces. Sora caught the look and smiled.
"Don't worry. I'm sure I'll put on a few pounds at this place I'm going to be staying at." Tidus didn't look so sure. Sora stretched a bit before going out the door. Wakka grabbed his coat and went out with him.
"I'll be back!" Tidus came to the front door.
"Alright. If Riku comes over I'll tell him I didnt see neither of you." Wakka nodded and drove off into the night.
(Half way mark ;; I'm dying)
When Riku finally broke the door down it was too late. Sora had already escaped through the window.
"Fuck!" He ran around to the front door. He ran almost down the door just to get outside. He around a bit, not finding anything. He punched the car causing it to dent.
"When I get my hands on him..." He hopped into the dented car, and drove off into the night. He turned on the radio and put it on some soft music to calm him down.
The little prick. I bet he's at Wakkas house, crying to Tidus. I know he told him what's going on between us. Don't worry, Riku, you'll just have to shut him up. Permanently.
He turned the corner and watched as Wakkas car drove off into the night. He waited until it was out of sight before pulling into the driveway. He ran up tot he front porch and knocked heavily on the door.
"Coming!" Tidus opened the front door and froze. He then regained his composure.
"Riku? What brings you here?" Riku slammed the door open and pushed him inside. He walked inside while pushing Tidus further back until he was against the wall as well.
"I think you know what brings me here, Tidus." He watched as suppressed fear flickered across his eyes. He couldn't help but smile.
He almost has that air of innocence around him like Sora. Almost. Now I see why Wakka loves him so dearly. Too bad nothing will be that same after tonight.
Sora watched the trees get thicker and thicker as they journeyed further into the country side. They pulled up into a big house that was painted with mostly dark colors like back or red. Sora looked up in awe at the big house.
"This is where he lives!" Wakka grinned.
"Ya, I can tell you now that you'll be safe this far in the country and in this big house." Wakka walked casually to the front door and knocked. A small slit was opened and two glowing blue eyes appeared. Sora could see them roll slightly in mock annoyance.
"Oh, it's you. I thought it was somebody important."
"Hey! I am important!" Wakka chest puffed up in arrogance. The eyes flickered over to Sora who was standing there sheepishly.
"And who is this stranger on my doorstep?" Wakka motioned at Sora with a hand.
"He needs a place to stay." The figure grunted and open the door revealing a guy who no younger than 18. He had spiky blond hair and eyes that seemed to glow with some sort of energy.
"We'll discuss this in the house. Just remember to wipe your feet Wakka. I don't want any animals making trails in my house." Wakka stuck his tongue at him childishly as he wiped his feet. Sora went to do the same when the mysterious man stopped him.
"Don't worry. You don't need to do that. I'm sure you're much cleaner than Wakka."
"Enough with the dirt jokes Cloud!" The man smiled and chuckled a bit before leading them to the study. He pulled out a chair for Sora to sit in and sat across form Wakka who sat beside Sora. (Whew!)
"Now what is the reason why he needs to stay?" Wakka nudged Sora. Sora swallowed dryly and spoke up.
"Well, uh...the reason is a very personal matter." Cloud nodded in understanding. He took out a pair of house keys from a drawer in a desk.
"Here. These are some keys to the house. Make sure you don't lose them because this is my only second pair." Sora looked at him dumbfounded.
"You're letting me stay just like that?" Cloud raised his eyebrow.
"Well, you say your situation is personal. So I'm guessing along the lines of abusive boy/girlfriend." Sora blushed. Who knew some people could you like an open book? He took the keys and bowed respectively.
"Thank-you Mister Cloud." Cloud scratched the back of his head and sweat dropped.
"You don't have to call me Mister. Clouds fine." Wakka snorted.
"That's only because you don't like to be called your age." Cloud dropped his head.
"I'm no older than you."
"Actually, you are."
"I'm not!"
"Are too"
"Am not!"
"Are too." Sora sweat dropped as he watched the two bicker back and forth. Suddenly, he got queasy and dizzy at the same time. He dropped to the floor. Wakka and Cloud ran up to him.
"Sora what's wrong? Sora! Sora!" His voice seemed to drift farther and farther away.
Tidus held the door as hard as he could to keep Riku from getting in.
"Tidus. Let me in. I only want to talk."
"I don't believe you!" He felt Riku pound on the door a couple of times before speaking again.
"Tidus, I swear I will not do anything to you. Just let me in so we can talk about Sora."Tidus paused. His voice sounded sort of sad. This one second was all Riku needed to push down the door. Tidus fell to the floor and looked up in fear at the silver-haired man in his doorway. He yelped as he was picked up by the collar of his shirt and thrown on to the bed. Riku grabbed his wrists and held them above his head.
"Now, let's talk about Sora."
Taka: My wrists...their killing me.
Sora: My stomach!
Riku: My reputation!
All: (looks at Riku)
Riku: What! They all know I'm not that abusive.
Sora: (coughs in hand and looks away)
Taka: You've been abusing my Sora!
Riku: (Glares at Sora) just wait till we get outta here.
Taka: (takes out sledge hammer) and what?
Riku: (sweat drops) Please review.