What's Left Unsaid

Chapter 1-Girlfriends and Secrets

After a hiatus lasting God knows how long, I finally decided to rewrite this piece of shit. It had so much potential, but was just plain old bad writing. Hopefully the renovations help a bit with that. Please let me know what you think. Also, the story line has changed quite a bit, so I would recommend re-reading everything before moving on to chapter 8 - otherwise nothing will make sense.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Kingdom Hearts, or Advent Children. I wish I did.

On with the show...

Riku sat in the corner of his room, praying the man he once called his 'father' wouldn't find him, as he saw him patiently pace across the hall to his brothers room. At the thought of the man hurting Demyx in ways he knew he was capable of, he cringed, accidentally making a small sound.

Riku swore the man was super sonic, the way he turned his head ever so slightly as if anyone in the house could have heard the noise. Riku scurried farther into the corner as the man walked closer, trying to spot him. The boy thought if he could just fuse with the wall, then the man couldn't take him away to the place he did when he was younger.

The man he once called father suddenly and swiftly grabbed the top of Riku's hair and stared him in the eyes. No words were needed to almost bring the teen to tears. The man dragged him off to the front yard, where he taped his mouth shut and hog-tied him. He shoved him in the back seat, and threw a blanket over Riku. The man started the car, and began driving. Riku knew where it was he was going. He knew where Sephiroth was taking him.

A few months prior:

Riku growled at his homework as he was hanging out with his best friend Sora, doing homework in his room. Sora also happened to be his main love interest. He hadn't really thought about it, nor did he care, but Riku was probably gay, or at least bisexual. He'd been with a few girls in his 17 years of life, but never particularly enjoyed anything save the physical or sexual aspect of the relationship. Riku was pretty much apathetic towards his sexuality. Sora however, was a whole different story. In fact, he loved the boy so much it physically hurt.

Riku looked over at the chestnut haired teen, sitting on his bed. He'd tried so many times to just tell the brunette he was in love with him, but he got too nervous and backed out each time. It wasn't like he would fall off the face of the earth if Sora didn't love him back. Sure it would feel that way, but it wasn't a reality.

"Hey Sora..." Riku said, a look of seriousness coming over him. He was doing it again - trying to have a serious conversation with the bubbly teen.

"What is it, Riku?" Sora asked, tilting his head to the side, as he got up to sit by his friend.

"...Sora," Riku began, looking deep into the innocent, cerulean eyes, "You're a good friend," He hugged Sora around the waist. Again, he'd decided against being explicitly honest, but he needed to say something. If he'd said 'Oh, nothing' then, Sora would have pushed until he got something out of Riku.

"Thanks, Riku. I think you're a good friend too," Sora hugged him back. He never suspected Riku to be so deeply in love with him, since he was such an affectionate person. Even with his newer friends, or Roxas' friends, Sora loved hugging and cuddling. Heck, he'd hug strangers if he could - but that was just another thing Riku loved about him. He was so loving to everybody, and never judgmental. That was something Riku appreciated immensely when he told Sora what his father did to him.

He was sure that if he told Sora he'd been raped by his own father, that Sora would never look at him the same way. But it had been almost a year, and Sora was still talking to him. He still hugged him, and cuddled with him. It was very encouraging to know that Sora still loved him.

He looked down at Sora, who looked up at him, still hugging tight, his eyes full of friendly love and understanding. Riku didn't want to give that up. How could he? Riku nuzzled into Sora's neck, trying to hold back tears. 10 years ago was so long ago, but still so vivid. He remembered every detail about the first incident, and often relived it in nightmares. However therapy, and modern medicine helped with that.

"Riku? Are you okay? You're shaking!" Sora said, feeling Riku's forehead, for a fever - despite what he knew Riku was thinking about.

"I'm fine... Just... yeah, I'm fine" Riku shook his head and scooted away from Sora. He picked up his notebook and pencil, trying to resume his studies, though he couldn't seem to do anything past staring at the notes in front of him.

Sora gave a disapproved frown as Riku scooted from him. He always hated ending conversations like that, but he knew if he pushed it, it would just drive Riku away from him. Sure when Riku had first told him he was surprised, and always wanted to talk about it - not to make Riku more upset, but to encourage him. Though, over the past year, Sora had learned a little bit about discretion and tact; primarily that pushing it, even with positive encouragement, wasn't always what was best. An important lesson to learn, especially as a teenager.

Sora knew he needed to change the subject, but that didn't make it easy to watch his best fried look so sad. "I love you, Riku." he said very seriously.

It was times like these that made Riku hate the English language. Those words pierced Riku like daggers, and it was hard not to imagine Sora saying them and mean it as a romantic love. "Dude, don't be a fag," Riku joked, shrugging Sora's hands from his shoulders.

Sora looked him in the eyes, and saw that he wasn't fine, but it was time to drop it. "Whatever, you're the one who hugged me..." Sora blushed wishing Riku would say 'I love you too' even just once. They were best friends after all, and he was pretty sure they shared everything. He knew Riku loved and appreciated him - he just liked to hear it confirmed out loud. Not ever waking moment of the day, but it was nice every once in a while.

But Riku never repeated the sentiment, because he was paranoid. He was always scared that if he said it once, he wouldn't be able to stop, and then Sora would be able to realize what he really meant. Riku didn't want to risk it.

"You okay Sora?" Riku asked chuckling softly to get the sad thoughts from his mind.

"Let's listen to music!" Sora exclaimed, trying to change the subject. Riku nodded and smiled as he reached up on his bedside table to turn the radio on.

"I'm not gay..." Sora said, blushing a little bit, "I'm going out with Kairi!" He informed very proudly. God knows how such a passive teen could have such a dominant girlfriend, but hell, maybe they were into that. That however, was not what Riku wanted to think about.

"Good for you, man...." Riku replied cooly, not knowing what else to say. He got up to go to the bathroom.

"Where you goin'?" Sora asked as he flipped through the radio stations.

"Gotta go take a piss," Riku left and dashed a little too quickly to the bathroom. He stood in the corner by the door, facing the mirror and fought back tears. He always stood in the corner when he was upset, not because he was emo - but rather so he could see the whole room. He felt safer that way. Even his bet was positioned against the wall so he could see out his door and a bit into the hallway when he was lying down. It wasn't that he was scared - he just felt less anxious that way.

Riku thought hard. This new information was rather disconcerting. He wanted to be happy for Sora - he honestly did - but he really wanted to be sad for himself too. He didn't know which to choose, and he wanted to feel both, but when he tried, it just made him feel weird and mixed up.

Choosing to ignore it for the time being, Riku flushed the toilet, and splashed some water on his face. He breathed heavily, and wiped his face on a fluffy towel, waiting for a moment as he enjoyed the warm feeling he got from this action.

"About you and Kairi... I'm happy for you, Sora," Riku said, kicking his friend playfully before sitting down.

"Eh, don't be. She's dumb," Sora laughed. "It's not like we're serious or anything."

"What, she won't put out?" Riku joked. He'd had a fling with her the year before, and they'd slept together. It wasn't Riku's first time, and he was sure it wasn't Kairi's, but he couldn't help but hate the idea of Sora doing it with the bubbly red head.

"Well that, and I don't want it!" Sora mocked a disgusted face.

"But she's hot, man! Her tits are huge! Are you turning into a fag or something?"

"Meh.." Sora said, finishing up his homework and shoving his things into his bag, "I'm not gay just because I don't think she's anything special!"

Riku breathed a sigh of relief, putting his work away as well, "Dude, sorry to break it to you man, but waiting for someone special is a little bit... Well, faggish."

"Hey! You're special to me, and I wouldn't sleep with you!" Sora defended, pouting on the floor.

His words stung but comforted Riku at the same time, which also made him feel mixed up. "Why not? I'd sleep with you," Riku gave Sora a playful nudge, accompanied by a seductive wink.

Unfortunately, Sora understood that Riku was just like that, and flirted with everyone, regardless of gender, "Whatever, Riku," Sora smiled and blushed a little, betraying his seriousness about the issue at hand.

Riku yawned, "Want any food?" He asked, rubbing his stomach.

Sora's eyes lit up instantly, and he nodded furiously. Seeing him be so adorable made Riku's heart melt, as he lead the boy to the kitchen. He cut Sora a piece of chocolate cake, one with extra frosting, and a smaller one for himself. He scraped the frosting off his cake and put it on Sora's plate, as he knew exactly how Sora liked his cake. With twice the frosting, of course.

Riku smiled, at Sora's blue eyes, large as dinner plates, and glistening with excitement, as he watched Riku fix his cake. It was beyond Riku how Sora could stay so cute and little, but eat his weight in junk food. Regardless, he watched the teen scarf the cake, then lean back in his chair, patting his belly satisfactorily.

"Thanks, Riku!" Sora smiled, as a loud burp escaped his lips, causing him to blush lightly.

"No problem, hon," Riku smiled, and took their plates to the sink.

Sora sighed in pure bliss, and mumbled, "I should go before I fall asleep..." Riku inwardly groaned, and muttered and 'okay' before walking him to the door.

"Bye bye Riku!" Sora hugged his friend at the door.

"Bye, Sora," Riku replied fondly, squeezing his crush. Sora picked up his back pack and walked down the path to the side walk. He watched in amazement at Sora's hips, lightly swaying side to side, his clothes a bit tight, showing his feminine figure underneath them. Oh, Sora... Riku thought, leaning against the door frame, and sighing dejectedly.

At that moment, his older brother Kadaj, drove spastically up the road, and threw a lamp shade out the window. Sora jumped in surprise, at the flying object coming towards him.

Kadaj, Yazoo, and Loz, were Riku's older brothers, and they loved to party(to say the least). They always stayed out at night and got drunk or high, and came home when Riku was leaving for school. They were in their early 20's, but lived with their mother since they'd gotten kicked out of any place they tried to live in. They only worked part time jobs to pay for their partying expenses, and when they were gambling, his mother had to help them get out of debt. In Riku's opinion, they didn't count as older brothers, and they should get kicked out of this place too.

Loz, the youngest of the triplets, stumbled out of the crookedly parked party van, with a sexy girl on his back. "Hey, Mom?? Is Riku at work here?" He shouted. Riku was used to them coming home drunk, but was surprised they were this early tonight. "I have the coke!" the girl shouted, holding up a bag of drugs.

"Yeah, mom's out," Riku replied, looking for Sora in vain, as he'd run off after the lamp shade incident. Riku looked at the whore on Loz's back. She smelled like drugs and too much cheap perfume. Riku groaned and let them in, before going to pout in a room that wasn't next to Loz's. What else could he do?

The triplets often came home in the stage between buzzed and falling all over themselves. The kind of drunk where if they get in a fight, the see their own blood and laugh because they can't feel anything. Riku had gotten in fights with them before, trying to keep them out, and it always ended the same; with Riku's face bleeding on the front lawn.

"They're so annoying!" Riku groaned. They were more than annoying, but he couldn't think of any other words at the moment.

"Yeah, but cause of them we get to do whatever we want," Demyx tried to explain, hoping it would help his brother. "Mom thinks we're angels."

"You don't share a wall with them," Riku complained.

Demyx giggled, knowing how loud the girls Loz brought home were, "You can sleep here, but I don't think it'll make much of a difference," he offered his older brother.

"Thanks," Riku left to go get a pillow and blanket. He heard moaning and shouting, and didn't need to know more, so he quickened his pace, and almost ran back to Demyx's room.

Riku sat on the foot of Demyx's bed. "So does Demmy have a girlfriend yet?" He asked, trying to start a conversation. It was hard trying to relate to a younger brother, and even harder to one that was always happy.

"Riku, you and I both know all 5 of us are gay," Demyx smiled, "Loz is just in denial"

"Boyfriend then?" Riku asked. Though, it was still beyond him how a 15 year old could be so self aware. Two years ago, Riku was so gender confused that he didn't even know what he wanted to think of when he was jacking off.

Demyx looked up at Riku from his comic, without moving his head. He gave Riku a slight smile, but said no anyways.

"Oh, come on, I know that look!" Riku smirked, kicking him playfully.

"You wouldn't approve," Demyx gave a broken smile, looking away from his most trusted brother.

"I wouldn't?" Riku snickered, "I like boys too, Dem..."

"He's 24..." Demyx explained.

At seeing the look that meant 'I'm about to cry', Riku crawled over to his brother and put an arm around him, hugging his brother lovingly, "We both know that doesn't change anything," Riku stroked Demyx's hair. Sure it was against the law, and there were rules against that sort of thing for a reason, but Riku liked to think that true love didn't care about age or gender. The younger boy tried to choke back tears, having still not even come out yet, "You can't help who you love..." Demyx looked up at him and hugged him back, "What's his name?"

"Xigbar," Demyx smiled a knowing smile, at saying the man's name.

"So how far have you gone?" Riku asked eagerly, chuckling a little. Nothing could cheer Riku, or Demyx for that matter, up more than acting like middle school girls and talking about boys.

"Riku!" he laughed, punching Riku in the arm playfully, refusing to tell him.

There you have it. The new and improved first chapter. If you've been loyal to me from the beginning, let me know if it's better than before and what you think I should work on. If you're a new reader, let me know what you think anyways! I love comments of all nature.