Author's notes: Hello, anyone and everyone who is reading this. This chapter was completely edited on March 30, '06 from when it was first posted in August '05 due to… dissatisfaction on the author's behalf. Constructive criticism is welcome. Flames aren't encouraged, nor do they bother me, but I just don't see the point in giving one. If you really do feel the need to flame, then please, go right ahead. Don't let me hold you back.

Disclaimers: I'm not making any money off of this fanfiction. Square Enix and Disney own Kingdom Hearts. LArcEnCiel owns the song "Kuchizuke/Kisses" (the song that Cloud's singing in the shower).

Warnings: This fanfiction contains yaoi, adult humor, sexual situations, angst, fluff, and foul language.


This was an accident,
Not the kind where sirens sound.
Never even noticed,
We're suddenly crumbling.

Tell me how you've never felt
Delicate or innocent.
Do you still have doubts that
Us having faith makes any sense?

Tell me nothing ever counts,
Lashing out or breaking down.
Still somebody loses 'cause
There's no way to turn around.

Staring at your photograph,
Everything now in the past
Never felt so lonely, I
Wish that you could show me love.

Show me love, show me love, show me love,
Show me love, show me love
'Til you open the door.

Show me love, show me love, show me love,
Show me love, show me love,
'Til I'm up off the floor.

Show me love, show me love show me love,
Show me love, show me love,
'Til it's inside my pores.

Show me love, show me love, show me love,
Show me love, show me love,
'Til I'm screaming for more.

Random acts of mindlessness,
Commonplace occurrences,
Chances and surprises,
Another state of consciousness.

Tell me nothing ever counts,
Lashing out or breaking down.
Still somebody loses 'cause
There's no way to turn around.

Tell me how you've never felt
Delicate or innocent.
Do you still have doubts that
Us having faith makes any sense?

You play games, I play tricks.
Girls and girls, but you're the one
Like a game of pick-up sticks
Played by fucking lunatics.

Show me love, show me love
Give me all that I want.
Show me love, Show me love
'Til I'm screaming for more.

Show me Lovet.A.T.u.

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Savior
Chapter One
Stolen Kisses

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"I miss you, Riiku…" breathed a cinnamon-haired teenaged boy through tears. Tears that he had been holding back all day; alas, now it was finally night, everyone had gone to sleep, and he could finally cry. It had become routine for this eighteen-year-old to cry himself to sleep as he called out his old friend's name. Hoping, if he called his name enough, that he would hear him and come back to Destiny Islands.

His lower lip jutted out in a small pout and quivered as more sobs escaped him. A small teardrop ran down his forlorn face, landing on the picture frame that he held in his hands. In this delicate frame was a photograph of a silver-haired boy, who looked as if he couldn't be older than 15. He was wearing a tight yellow muscle shirt with two crisscrossing black lines over the chest, and he wore a mischievous grin on his pale lips. The picture of this boy, Riku, was taken shortly before the Heartless invaded Destiny Islands four years ago. Right before the door to all of the other worlds had been open.

"Why?" he spluttered out through a fresh torrent of tears. "Why did you have to get locked in Kingdom Hearts and leave me all alone? Why, Riku, why…?" He felt his shoulders shake as he heaved another sob, wishing that his old friend would escape from Kingdom Hearts and find his way back to Destiny Islands. Praying, that somehow, he and Riku would be united once again.

The young brunette hugged the picture frame to his chest once more before setting it back on the nightstand, its resting-place during the day. After he had carefully placed the picture back, he then buried his tearstained face into his pillow as he cried himself to sleep, a bad habit that he had gotten into the night he and Riku got separated.

- - - - -

'I miss you, Riiku…' the words ate away at the silver-haired boy's heart. Tears came to his eyes and left a stinging feeling in his chest; Sora was crying himself to sleep again. Because of me "I miss you, too, Sora…" he whispered, placing his hand over his chest. "Don't fret anymore… I'm coming home soon." A tear silently rolled out of an aquamarine eye and down his face, landing on the cold ground in front of him. He hated knowing that it was because of him that the love of his life was shedding these tears. That it was because of him that Sora cried himself to sleep. "Please don't cry anymore, Sora… I'll be home sooner than you think."

- - - - -

A blonde man clad in loose, blue pants fumbled with the door to his apartment, his lips never leaving the dark haired man's that they were attached to. He groaned inwardly as their tongues brushed against each other as he continued attempting to kiss his companion and unlock the door at the same time. Warm hands found their way into his midnight shirt and began to slowly crawl up his finely chiseled torso, eliciting a moan from the light haired man.

Still trying to keep his lips on the brunette's and open the door at the same time, he cursed to himself as he decided that he would have to break the kiss if he ever wanted to get into his apartment. Reluctantly tearing his lips away from the other man's, he mumbled, "Damn door…" He slid the key into the lock and turned it, causing a small "click" to be heard. He pushed the door open and walked in, the brunette man following closely after him.

"Sorry about that, Squall," he apologized as he closed the beat-up wooden door behind them. He flicked a switch on, and light exploded from the overhead lamp, revealing a neatly kept kitchen. "That door can be impossible someti—" Leon cut him off with a kiss—a slight brush of the lips, if you will—and then pulled away.

"Shut up," he said as his lips met Cloud's again, harder this time. His Mako blue eyes shut when Leon pushed him up against the wall, brushing his tongue along his bottom lip, asking for access to his delicious mouth.

Access that Cloud was more than happy to grant Leon.

He parted his lips, allowing Leon to kiss him for what definitely wasn't the first time in their friendship. The ends of Cloud's mouth curved up slightly into a soft smile as he felt Leon's rough hands begin to unbuckle one his belts almost expertly, which was to be expected…

After all, he had had a lot of practice in taking them off.

Cloud couldn't help the groan of protest that escaped his lips as his brunette friend broke their kiss in order to concentrate more on undressing him; sure. "You wear too many belts," he commented in a frustrated manner as he threw the second one onto the kitchen table.

"Me?" Cloud fired back, his amused eyes glaring at Leon, who had just finished unbuckling the third and final belt. "That's funny coming from you, of all people."

The older man growled and his mouth opened to respond, but was interrupted by the ringing of a cell phone attached to his hip. Leon pulled it off of the lip and glanced at the caller ID before answering; it was Cid. He immediately flipped open the cell phone and brought it up to his ear. "Hello?" he answered while holding a finger up to Cloud, signaling that it was an important call. "Uh-huh. What? Of course. I'll be right over." He turned to the man beside him with a slight smile on his soft lips.

"What's up with the smile?" asked the blonde-haired man in a confused tone, eyeing a very silent, smiling Leon. "Stop it, Squall, you're really starting to creep me out."

Leon glanced into Cloud's eyes for what couldn't have been any longer than a second. "He finished it." And with those last words, Leon was already on his way out of Cloud's apartment. Opening the beat-up door, he turned back just once with an anxious look worn on his breath-taking features, muttering words of apology – "Sorry, Cloud. I'll call you." – and slam. Just like that, he was already on his way down the stairs and out the front door.

The spiky-haired blonde sighed, exasperated, as he walked over to the kitchen table and picked up his leather belts. Damn Cid and that gummi ship of his, always taking Leon away from him.

Just when things were about to get interesting, too.

He felt a wave of confusion and anguish wash over him as he began to ponder his and Leon's friendlier-than-friendly-friendship. That's all it was; friendship. Just friendship. Leon and Cloud were just friends. Who happened to be extremely attracted to one another... And did sexual things together… But have never gone "all the way"… yet. Not that Cloud even knew if they would ever take that giant step. They had only been friendly friends for three weeks, so maybe they eventually would do "it", but he didn't know.

And quite frankly, he didn't want to know.

It had taken him months to finally admit that he was physically attracted to the Gunblade expert, another male, and he was still unsure of so many things. Despite all of the confusing emotions that were taking hold of him, he would always hold this truth to be self-evident: he was straight.

…Right? At least that's what he convinced himself.

Cloud sighed deeply as he rubbed his temples, attempting to rid himself of the throbbing pain in his head. I really need to stop thinking so much about this before I give myself an aneurysm.

- - - - -

Leon ran his rough, manly hands through his long, brown hair. His skintight shirt clung to his well-toned muscles sensually, the shade of black looking very attractive against his naturally bronze skin. The dimly lit room in which he stood was silent except for the sound of Cid putting the finishing touches on a gummi ship. A very important one that Leon had asked him to build four years ago, when the door that connected all of the worlds had been closed and locked.

Ensuring that he would never see Sora again.

Leon had to admit, the fact that he and Sora wouldn't ever meet again had hardly bothered him – at first, anyway. Sure, he was like the kid brother Leon never had, but he knew it was for the best that Sora go back to Destiny Islands, and that he to Traverse Town. He looked at it as something that couldn't be avoided nor prevented, so he just accepted and got over it the same day they had parted.

But as night fell, he was plagued with nightmares of a hysterical Sora, covers wrapped around his shaking shoulders as tears streamed down his slightly swollen face. Leon had wanted to comfort him, to reach out, to tell him that everything would be all right, but he couldn't. No matter how loud he yelled, Sora couldn't hear his voice. No matter how far he reached, Sora couldn't feel his touch. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't comfort Sora.

That night, Leon had awoken abruptly with a stinging feeling in his heart. He had just brushed it off then, figuring that it was just some nightmare that didn't mean anything. But when that very same nightmare came back to haunt his sleep every day for the next week, he knew that something wasn't right. The Gunblade expert had a sinking feeling that Sora had been crying himself to sleep over gods-knows-what for an entire week, and that there wasn't anything he could do about it.

Until he could find a gummi ship that could take him to Destiny Islands, anyway.

One week after the nightmares first started, he had gone to Cid and offered him 25,000 munny if he could build a gummi ship that could travel to other worlds, even though the door that connected them all had been shut. At first, the older man had told Leon that it wasn't possible without opening the door again, meaning that they needed the keyblade and its master; plus, even if Sora and the keyblade were there, if the door was opened, Heartless would invade all of the worlds again. That wouldn't have done anyone any good, even if it meant that Leon would finally be able to comfort Sora.

Three years later, long after Leon had given up on ever seeing Sora again, Cid came to him and told him that he had found a way to build a gummi ship that could surpass the door without opening it. When Leon had asked how, he explained that he had found a rare invincibility gummi block that would be able to mask the ship, making it quite possible for the brunette to travel to Destiny Islands without opening any doors. Cid had then explained that it would take at least eight months to build this gummi ship, but Leon didn't care; as long as he could finally get to the bottom of why Sora had been crying for all those years, it would be worth the wait.

Now, exactly four years after Leon had started having those visions of Sora, Cid had called Leon and told him to come over right away because he had finished it. He had finished it After four long years of grueling nightmares, Leon would finally be able to find out why poor Sora had been crying non-stop. He would leave the next day, and he could hardly wait.

- - - - -

"Nnnn…" Sora groaned as the morning sun shone brightly through the rather large windows in his room. His sapphire blue orbs glanced at his alarm clock; 8:45 a.m. Ugh, it's still early, thought Sora in an annoyed fashion. He rolled over on his stomach, his arms and legs extending out as he arched his back, stretching his sore muscles.

The result from staying up the whole night – crying.

After getting the most he could out if it, he let his muscles slowly relax as he lazily got out of bed, taking his sweet 'ol time. I'm afraid to look in the mirror, he thought to himself and winced, setting his feet on the floor and glancing at his reflection in the mirror that lay across from his bed and above his bureau. A heavy sigh escaped him at the sight of his bloodshot eyes and red face.

The result from staying up the whole night – crying.

Sora slowly lifted himself up and off of his comfortable bed, making his way over to his bathroom in order to begin his morning routine; take a shower, brush teeth, get dressed, attempt (and fail) to fix hair, eat. Then maybe Kairi will come over or something of the sort. Sora felt himself fill with dread at the thought of Kairi coming over. He liked the sweet redhead as a friend, but yesterday she had asked him out on a date. Of course, he had turned her down lightly, not wanting to hurt the poor girl's feelings, but she cried none-the-less. It made his heart ache at the sight of his one of his closest friends in tears because of him, but what could he do about it? He felt nothing for Kairi except for friendship, and there was nothing anyone could do about it.

Putting those troublesome thoughts behind him, Sora slipped out of his boxers and stepped into the shower. He turned the knob all the way to the left, allowing hot water to pour out of the showerhead and onto his body's front. He groaned softly at the impact, loving the way the boiling water felt against his cool skin. Sora reached for the shampoo bottle, squeezed its contents into his hand, and lathered it into his now-wet hair. He slipped under the weeping showerhead, letting the water rinse the shampoo out of his hair. Seizing a wash cloth, he ran it under the piping hot water, soaped it up, and began scrubbing. Sora went back under the showerhead, the running water washing the soap off of his beautifully lithe body. After all of the soap was rinsed off, he grabbed his toothbrush, squirted some toothpaste onto it, and brushed his naturally straight teeth.

When he was done, he twisted the knob back to the right, and the running water came to a reluctant stop. Sora stepped out, grabbed his towel, and dried his dripping body off. Throwing the damp towel in the hamper, he then walked out of his bathroom, wearing nothing but a slight frown on his face. As he entered his bedroom, his eyes immediately fell on an unexpected visitor sitting on his bed, waiting to greet Sora in all of his glory. He felt his face grow hot as a pair of stormy gray eyes traveled down the length of his taut torso on down until they settled on his manhood, and, a little reluctantly, back up again, finally locking his gaze with Sora's.

The young brunette gasped, forgetting all about his naked form for the time being. It can't be… "Le… Leon?" …can it?

An arch of his eyebrows. "Who else?"

"How…?" breathed the cinnamon-haired boy, his beautiful blue eyes wide in disbelief. "I thought you were in Traverse Town…" How the hell did Leon get here…!

"I was," came Leon's simple reply as his eyes flickered downwards again, unable to resist the inviting temptation. When Sora realized where the older man's eyes were fixed, the red-faced boy scrambled back into the bathroom and emerged with a towel wrapped around his slim waist.

"Sorry…" the younger brunette murmered, turning his back to Leon as he searched the drawers in his bureau for something to wear. His hands felt shaky and his head light as he felt those intense gray eyes watching his every move.

"Don't be," replied the older male indifferently, and Sora saw him wave his hand dismissively in the mirror.

The cinnamon-haired teen nodded. "I'm curious about something, though," Sora began, stepping into the bathroom with a handful of his clothes, "how did you get here? I thought that the door couldn't be opened without the keyblade and its master?"

"That's what Cid told me when I first asked about it," Leon informed him as he studied the bedroom he was currently in. His eyes stopped on a picture of a smiling silver-haired boy that was set on the end table next to Sora's bed. This must be Riku. The Gunblade expert couldn't help but pick up the frame and study the boy further. "But a few years after that, he told me that he found this weird gummi block that would let me get here without opening the door. It was some rare invincibility block or some shit like that…" His voice trailed off as he looked deeper at the picture.

The boy in the picture wore a mischievous smirk on his lips, silently informing all of those around him that he loved adventure and was always up for a challenge. His aqua eyes were smiling as well, emitting a youthful light, as if to dare you to guess what crazy thing he had planned for the day. Leon rolled his eyes at the cocky attitude that Riku obviously possessed. Punk.

The sound of the bathroom door opening snapped him out of his thoughts and he looked up from the frame in his hands. There stood Sora in a pair of khaki boy shorts and a white t-shirt. His hair clung to his face, still wet from the shower he had just gotten out of. A gold chain was fastened securely around his neck, giving him the appearance of a normal eighteen-year-old third-year in high school. The brunette man's voice got caught in his throat when he saw how beautiful Sora was, and he didn't know what to say.

The teenaged boy took Leon's breath away.

"That's Riku," Sora informed him, walking across the room and taking a seat next to Leon on his bed. He looked over the brunette man's shoulder and stared at the picture, oblivious to how the older man was looking at him. C'mon, don't cry…he inhaled sharply, swallowing a sob that threatened to betray his calm composure by leaving his throat. Seeing Riku's picture always made Sora cry; hell, thinking about his lost friend brought tears to his eyes.

"I thought as much," Leon began in his usual monotonous tone, but it was forced; he was still awestruck by the younger male.

The cinnamon-haired boy blinked back his tears and looked away from the photograph, careful not to make eye contact with Leon. "How?" he asked shakily, fighting with everything he had to keep his voice from cracking.

"I don't know," Leon responded with a shrug as he continued to stare intently at the picture. He was so concentrated on it that he didn't hear the sob that escaped the boy next to him. "Just something about him, I guess." His gray eyes moved from the picture and he turned his head to look at Sora, and his heart ached at the scene before his eyes. A torrent of tears were streaming down the cinnamon-haired boy's swollen face and he tried to wipe them all away, attempting to hide his hysterical state from Leon. "What's wrong, Sora?" Leon asked as he pulled the crying teenager into his arms, engulfing him in a tight hug. In response to the question, Sora just sobbed harder into Leon's chest, tears rolling out of his eyes, down his face, and onto the older man's muscle shirt.

"Shh…" whispered Leon, stroking Sora's wet locks soothingly. So this is the reason for his crying himself to sleep… he thought, sympathy eating away at his heart for the third-year in high school. He's been crying because of Riku. "Shh, Sora, it's okay…" The sound of hysterical sobs and sweet, soothing words being whispered echoed throughout the otherwise quiet room as Leon cradled Sora in his strong arms.

The two stayed like this for some time; Sora on Leon's lap, sobbing into his chest as the older man attempted to calm the poor boy. Five minutes had passed before Sora could finally regain his composure enough to speak. He lightly lifted his head off of Leon's chest and gazed up into cold gray eyes, cheeks red from tears and embarrassment. "I'm sorry, Le-Leon," he breathed, fresh tears slipping out of his eyes and down his swollen face. "I'm such a wimp…" The Gunblade expert could physically feel pain in his chest at hearing his pathetic words, and he finally just lost control. Without hesitation, he pulled Sora up and onto his chest, lightly licking at his tearstained cheeks.

"Le-Leon!" the cinnamon-haired boy gasped at Leon's abrupt actions. "What are you doing?"

Leon's lips replaced his tongue as he ignored Sora's question, placing slight kisses along his jaw line until his lips met Sora's in a sweet, sweet kiss. Sora closed his eyes and felt Leon's tongue brush along his bottom lip, demanding entrance to his mouth. Without thinking, the young teen gave in, allowing the older brunette's warm tongue to delve deep in, tasting, relishing, and exploring the haven that was Sora's mouth.

"Nnn…" Sora moaned in satisfaction as Leon's tongue brushed against his, loving the beautiful sensation that this man was allowing him to feel. The Gunblade expert's hands found their way into Sora's damp hair, and he idly ran his fingers through the silk-like strands as he deepened the kisss, desperate for his taste. As he felt his hands slipping under the teenaged boy's t-shirt and running along his smooth, built torso, Sora's gasp snapped the older male out of his pleasurable haze.

He quickly tore his lips away from the teenaged boy's when he realized what he was doing. What the fuck is wrong with me? Leon silently wondered as he stared into Sora's shocked blue eyes, a light blush tinting his cheeks. Shit, I fucked up big time. "I should go," he said in a rushed tone as he briskly got up and started walking out Sora's bedroom door. "Cloud's waiting for me at the Sands Hotel. We'll stop by sometime around seven, if that's all right with you?" The teenaged boy nodded his head, eyes still wide from what they had just done. "Okay, I'll see you later then." And just like that, he was closing the bedroom door behind him as he headed down the stairs and out of Sora's house, leaving the wet-haired brunette alone with his thoughts.

That was…crazy, Sora thought to himself as he brought his soft hands to touch his trembling lips. And it was with a guy… Not with a girl, like every other normal teenaged boy out there, but with a guy…He exhaled sharply as he sprawled himself out on his bed, staring up at his ceiling as he put his hands behind his head. What is wrong with me! And I actually liked it…! If this doesn't scream 'gay', then I don't know what does… Though Sora was very bewildered about the whole thing, he couldn't deny the fact that this wasn't his first kiss with a guy. When he and Riku were twelve, the two had "practiced" kissing each other so that Riku would know what he was doing when he kissed his little girlfriend. But still, Sora reasoned, even that was just so that Riku would be good when he kissed whats-her-name.

He glanced out the window and saw Leon walking down the sandy road. It's an unbelievably beautiful day out, he realized as the older man made a left and disappeared from sight. I should go to the beach.

With that decision made, the brunette swung his legs around the bed and walked into his bathroom. Pulling off his khaki shorts and boxers, Sora put on his swim trunks and walked out of his bedroom, silently closing the door behind him. He walked down the staircase, through the hallway and into the kitchen. The eighteen-year-old knew his mother wouldn't be there; she was off to God-only-knows-where with her boyfriend on a "business trip" for the summer. He grabbed a frozen waffle out of the freezer and placed it in the microwave for thirty seconds in order for it to thaw enough for him to eat. When it beeped, he pulled it out and began eating it plain and still slightly frozen – just how he liked it.

Sora seized his ring of keys off of the table and stuck it in the pocket of his swim trunks. He gulped down the last bite of frozen waffle and slipped on his sandals. The brunette opened the door and saw Kairi walking up the sandy walkway that led to his house, her head looking forward with a smile worn on her lips. "Hey, Sora," she greeted shyly as she continued walking towards him. "Going to the beach?"

The spiky-haired boy closed and locked the door. "Yeah," he responded as he turned around to face the redheaded beauty. Her long, straight hair blew in the wind, and her white bikini top looked a little too tight for comfort, complimenting her good figure nicely. Sora honestly didn't know why he didn't want to be anything more than friends with Kairi. Every guy on Destiny Islands would kill to be in his situation, but what could he do? She would always be just Kairi to him, drop dead gorgeous or no. "And from the looks of it, so are you."

She giggled. "So you noticed," she responded with a smile.

Sora smiled back. It seemed as if Kairi had already gotten over his rejecting her date yesterday. And for that, the teenaged boy was thankful; he'd hate for things to suddenly get weird around him and Kairi, one of his nearest and dearest friends. "Let's go then," the spiky-haired boy told her and stuck his key ring in his back pocket. He turned to her with a mischievous smirk. "I'll race you." And with that, he took off towards the beach like a speeding bullet.

"Hey!" Kairi shouted as she began chasing after him. "That's so unfair!"

Sora continued running as fast as his legs could carry him. He was so thankful he had Kairi to keep his mind off of the kiss that he had just shared with Leon. With Kairi, he could forget about it for the time being and focus on having fun, which is something he didn't have enough of. In a few short seconds, Kairi had already caught up with Sora and was running directly beside him. She turned her head towards him and stuck her tongue out at him. Sora pretended to scowl as the redhead ran ahead, and started running even faster, so he was next to the redhead in no time. "Nyah!" he shouted and smiled at Kairi's angry expression. His legs worked faster and he sped up ahead of his friend, leaving her with a false sneer on her face.

After another minute of head-to-head racing, the two friends had arrived at the secluded beach area. "I won," Kairi panted, putting her hands on her knees in an exasperated fashion.

"No way!" Sora gasped back, clutching his chest. "I won!" The brunette boy fell to the sandy ground.

"Fine," Kairi replied, falling next to the teenaged boy. "It was. A tie."

Sora nodded his head as his spiky locks bobbed up and down now that they were fully dry. "Fine."

The two friends lie on their backs for another minute or so panting, recovering from the race they had just finished. "Sora," Kairi's voice said suddenly, her violet blue eyes looking up at the sky, "I passed a guy that looked just like Leon today on my way to your house. Isn't that weird?" She glanced over at Sora, who had a deep red blush on his face. Hm, thought Kairi, her eyes locked on his red cheeks. Odd.

"Oh, uh, really?" Sora mumbled, keeping his ocean blue eyes on the sky. "That's, um, weird." Fuck, my blush is totally giving off weird signs. Sora silently cursed himself for being so damn obvious all the time. Now Kairi's gonna think that something weird happened! Granted, something "weird" did happen, but like Kairi needed to know that.

The redhead narrowed her eyes suspiciously. Something's definitely up. "Hey, Sora?" she called, trying to get the shy boy to look into her eyes. His eyes were the one thing that gave away what he was feeling more than anything else.

"Y-Yes, Kairi?" He gulped, avoiding her eyes and looking at the sand that surrounded them.

"Was that guy I walked past earlier actually Leon?" she asked, noting the nervousness detected in her friend's movements. "Y'know, the one from Traverse Town?" Sora shook his head no, his blue orbs never leaving the sand. Kairi's violet blue eyes narrowed again; she didn't buy that for a second. "Look me in the eyes and tell me that that wasn't Squall Leonhart from Traverse Town."

Sora reluctantly tore his eyes away from the sand they were previously on and gazed into Kairi's beautiful violet orbs. "That wasn't Squ-Squall Leonhart from uhh, Traverse Town," he lied horribly, not fooling anyone.

Kairi giggled, finding his tried lie terribly cute. "Sora, you are such a bad liar," she told him, propping herself up on her elbows as she glanced down at a beet-faced Sora. "So, why was Leon here? Better yet, how did he get here?"

Sora shrugged, not wanting to reveal to Kairi that he had been crying himself to sleep since the night Riku got trapped inside Kingdom Hearts. Riku… his thoughts of the trapped teenaged boy came back to his mind and he tried his hardest to refrain from crying. "He said something about an invincibility gummi block," Sora responded as he tried to sound nonchalant, lying down on his back and staring at the passing clouds.

"Oh, okay," Kairi responded, a suspicious look still worn on her girly features. "So, why were you so embarassed about telling me that Leon went over your house, anyway?"

The blush appeared on the blue-eyed boy immediately after Kairi finished asking yet another question. Damn you and your questions, thought Sora in annoyed manner. "What is this, twenty questions?" he mumbled, his gaze yet again glued to the sand.

Kairi giggled. "Yup," she responded with a smile worn plainly on her red lips. "And now you have to answer this one. C'mon, out with it. Why didn't you wanna tell me that Leon was over your house?"

The brunette boy was silent for a few moments, trying to find the right words to lie with. If this were anyone other than Kairi he would've told them it wasn't any of their concern, but since it was his redheaded friend, he had no other choice but to tell her something; he just didn't know what. Sora quickly racked his brain, trying to think of a good reason why he wouldn't want to tell Kairi that Leon was over his house. They had made out and he didn't want to tell her because she'd think he was gay? Hell no. He had short-term memory loss? Nah. He thought she wouldn't believe him if he told her?

Perfect.

"I uh," he began, moving his gaze from the sandy beach to Kairi's eyes, attempting to give her a smile, "I thought you wouldn't believe me?" Shit. It came out sounding like more like a question than a statement. Why did he have to be such a bad liar?

Kairi rolled her eyes. Sora obviously didn't want her to know about whatever went on while Leon was there, so why push the matter any further if it would take her nowhere? "If you say so, Sora," she mumbled, annoyed that he didn't want to divulge this important information to her.

The cinnamon-haired teen's eyes lit up; Kairi believed him! Maybe he was pretty good at lying after all. He lifted himself off the ground and looked at the redhead that lay before him. "Are you just gonna lie there while I have all the fun by myself?" he asked her as he took off his white t-shirt. He began running towards the ocean and turned his head back at Kairi, who was still relaxing in the sand. "C'mon!" At that, the redhead gave in and stood up, stepping out of her white shorts as she ran after Sora and into the beautifully clear ocean.

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"I'm back," called Leon as he entered the hotel room that the two men shared. He closed and locked the door behind him and set the room card on an end table. His eyes scanned the empty hotel room, looking for his blonde-haired friend. "Cloud?" His ears perked up as the sound of running water echoed throughout the room. Leon glanced at the bathroom and noticed that the light was on; he was immediately aware of what Cloud was doing. The brunette kicked off his shoes and began unbuckling the belts that hung on his leather pants. In a few fluid motions, the belts were off and lay in a pile at his feet; Leon worked fast when he was aroused.

He shrugged out of his leather half-jacket, letting it fall to the ground with the rest of his accessories. The brunette took the silver necklace that hung around his neck in his gloved hands and carefully placed it on the dresser, not wanting to lose one of his favorite pieces of jewelry. Leon pulled his white muscle shirt over his head and tossed it to the wooden floor, letting it pool at the area around his feet. The Gunblade expert then unbuttoned the tight leather pants he was squeezed into, exposing his erection to the cool air of the hotel room. He felt a shiver run throughout his body at the cool air hitting his otherwise warm arousal. Stepping out of his pants, he unbuckled the brown leather bracelets that resembled small belts around his muscular forearms. And last but not least, he took off his black gloves and threw them on the bureau.

Finally relieved of all of his garments, he casually walked over to the bathroom and opened the door, only to be greeted by a melodious voice. Ahh, what a beautiful voice it was. "As you're tossing out lies, you avoid my kisses. And you're burning with desire, give in to me," the voice sang beautifully, almost seductively, as if he were trying to allure some unsuspecting victim into bed. Is that Cloud…? Leon wondered, silently closing the door behind him. The brunette man opened the shower curtain, revealing a gracefully slender body, ebony wings jutting out from a lithe back. "And I feel it, your desire, show me now."

"As you wish." The blonde quickly turned around, startled to find Leon standing there, stark naked. Gods… thought the Gunblade expert as he looked over Cloud's beautiful body, appreciating his loveliness, he's so fucking beautiful.

"Squ-Squall!" gasped Cloud, Mako blue eyes wide with surprise. He instinctively covered up his crotch with a wash rag. "I-I didn't expect you to be back so soon!"

Leon raised an eyebrow at the spiky-haired blonde's jumpy movements, ignoring the name that Cloud addressed him as. "You act like I've never seen you naked before," he responded simply as he put one foot in the bathtub, and then another. His rough hands reached for the wash cloth covering Cloud's manhood, pulling it away so he could fully appreciate his partner in all of his glory. A lustful expression appeared on Leon's face as he hungrily took in the ravishing image before him. "That's more like it." A blush spread across Cloud's cheeks at the brunette's actions.

"What… what are you doing in here? I mean, I could wait in the room if you want to take a shower or something, I really don't mind…" the blonde rambled on shyly to Leon, who obviously wasn't listening. Stormy orbs glanced downwards at firm nipples. Cloud's weakness. Cloud sighed and turned his head to the side, unaware of the smooth hands that were becoming increasingly close to his body. "You can be so perverted sometiiii…!" A tweak of his hardened nipples concluded Cloud's complaints on a rather happy note. The serious look on Leon's face never wavered as he gazed heatedly into the blonde's Mako blue eyes, his hands slipping further and further downwards until… "Squall…! W-Why down there!"

"You're saying you don't like it?" He gave Cloud's testicles a firm squeeze, eliciting a moan from the blonde as he slowly shook his head no. "Is that a 'yes, I love it' or a 'no, I hate it'?"

You know damn right well what the answer is, thought Cloud, glaring at Leon through lust-filled Mako orbs. An annoyed look found its way onto his face, replacing the frightened expression he had worn just a moment earlier.

Leon raised his eyebrows. "I'll take that as a yes." Ignoring Cloud's Look of Death, he continued where he left off. Running his tongue along Cloud's firm abdominal muscles, he felt him shudder as the precious pink muscle delved deep into his navel, making the blonde go crazy with pleasure. Leon's tongue escaped Cloud's small navel and began traveling back down the rest of the blonde's delicious body, not hesitating in the least when he reached his throbbing length. Instead, he continued licking his friend from head-to-toe, his tongue swirling up and down the sizable shaft at an annoying slow pace. He was careful not to scrape the sensitive flesh with his teeth as his head moved back up again, lightly sucking Cloud's erection, causing the blonde man to moan. "Mmm… Ahh!" The blonde threw his head back in pleasure, attempting to buck his hips but was held down by Leon's rough hands. "Squall!" he huffed as he tried and failed to buck his hips a second time.

"Not yet," came the gruff brunette's reply as he continued to give pleasure to his friend, running his long, pink tongue back up the length of Cloud's cock, enjoying every second of tasting the delirious man. How could he not be delirious? Leon's suckling, nipping, and licking all of the right spots over and over again, his hands still firmly glued to Cloud's hips; it was impossible to not be in a haze when Leon was the one giving you a blow job.

And then finally, just when the pain of being unable to release had almost become too much to bear, Leon swallowed him whole and released his tight grip on the poor man's hips, allowing him to buck as hard and fast as he wanted to. Thank you! thought Cloud gratefully, thrusting his swollen member inside of Leon's mouth, absolutely loving the way the hot, wet sanctuary felt surrounding and sucking on his hard arousal. "Mmf…!" he groaned in a low voice, trying to hold back his screams of pleasure. Immediately noticing that Cloud was trying to be quiet, Leon pulled his lips off of his friend's manhood. "Squall! What the fuck?"

"Scream my name," he told him firmly, his eyes glancing upward into Cloud's half-lidded ones. "I'm the only one here, Cloud; the only one enjoying this – enjoying you – so don't hold anything back." His face felt hotter than before due to his shy yet eager feelings as he waited for Leon to continue, but the brunette's position didn't change. "Got it?"

"Yes!" he shouted desperately. "Now come the fuck on, please!"

Leon found this very encouraging, and just as soon as he had stopped, the brunette had started again; slowly bobbing his head up and down, his mouth blowing and sucking the length of Cloud's shaft, pushing him to scream his name over and over again. Leon resisted the urge to gag as the spiky-haired blonde suddenly bucked his hips more desperately, obviously nearing his climax. Cloud's thrusts became faster and harder, his head thrown back in ecstasy as the brown-haired sex god deep-throated him. I…I should warn him! "Squall, I'm going to – ahh!" It was too late; his orgasm had already arrived and his seed was spilling out of his arousal and into Leon's mouth at an extremely fast pace. Cloud's supple body shook wildly as his seed spilled out of his cock, the Gunblade expert swallowing without hesitation.

The last drop slipping down his throat, Leon's lips left the blonde's manhood and he stood up, kissing the blonde passionately on his swollen lips. Cloud opened his mouth, welcoming Leon's fast-moving tongue with open arms. Their lips pulled apart and Cloud sighed, hazy still from the pleasure he had just experienced. Leon's so good at this kind of stuff… he thought, gazing dreamily into Leon's eyes. I can't help but feel inexperienced whenever I'm around him.

Leon cocked an eyebrow at the starry-eyed stare he was receiving from Cloud. "That made a certain somebody who 'didn't want it' very happy," he observed in that I-could-careless voice of his.

"Shut up," Cloud mumbled as he grabbed a wash cloth, soaped it up, and then turned his back to Leon so he wouldn't be able to see his blush.

The brunette glanced at the blonde, watching him wash himself. "Well," Leon began in a sarcastic tone, "my work here is done." He kissed Cloud on the cheek, left the shower, and exited the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist, leaving his friend to wash himself alone.

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A platinum blonde man walked down a dark alleyway, casually slashing heartless as he went; he had other things on his mind besides flipping out over the not-so-new heartless that had been bothering him for years. Like Sora. He hoped that he was doing better today. His heart had only piercingly ached once that day opposed to the consistent pain he daily dealt with, so maybe Sora was doing better? I'm not sure whether or not I should be happy about that. Of course he wanted his best friend and the love of his life to be happy, but what if Sora was getting over him? Then what would Riku do without the light of his life to live for? He sighed, turning a corner as he killed another heartless. Who am I kidding? Sora doesn't like men. But maybe, just maybe, he could get Sora to feel more than just friendship for him; perhaps he could actually get his heart mirror Riku's exact emotions. Maybe...

Well, if anything, he had to hurry up and get back to Destiny Islands before his spiky-haired friend actually did get over his absence. He had been traveling for three days now and he was so very close to seeing his best friend. If his calculations were right, he should be at Destiny Islands by day four, tomorrow, and he couldn't wait to see Sora's smile and hear his laugh again.


Author's notes: So, how did you all like this chapter? You better appreciate it! I actually edited fifteen pages just to improve it. Sorry if it takes me forever to complete and upload chapter two; I do have a life outside of writing, y'know. I love reviews and I thank you all for taking time out of your busy schedule to read Savior! See you all in chapter two.