WARNINGS: this story is an AU meaning no references to the KH plot, and only light hints to the boys real charactors. Honestly, do you think two pretty boys like this wouldn't need a few defenses in the real world ;D
So Ya Know - Bad-language, odd phrasing of a short lemon near the ending.
Disclaimer: KH is not mine, and given my salary, it never will be.
Wings
Sora's an angel.
He wears his wings of ink and steel on a pale back that holds the weight of the world.
He wears his darkened halo around his throat, for all to see that he's fallen.
He wears the cross of faith at his navel. Silver and shiny and fake.
Sora's an angel...
But only for a few.
Riku's a demon.
He wears his wings of scabs and scars on a pocelien back that holds the weight of his sins.
He wears the seven deadliest of failures as forever-marks etched into his wrists.
He wears the serpants tongue at the center of his bottom lip. Blood-red and glinting and stolen.
Riku is a demon...
But he changes for a few.
The angel owns a tattoo parlor.
Sells his views on ink and flesh for a price well worth it's meaning, for the regulars who can buy.
Sora gells his hair and paints his lips and pulls on fishnet and belts that loop.
He swears and snickers and flirts.
But he blushes, for a few.
The demon owns a music store.
Trades his tastses on metal and sex for a conversation that wont bore him, for the familiars who can listen.
Riku wraps his wrists and khols his eyes and slides into leather and knock-off tee's.
He cusses and scowls and threatens.
But he smiles, for a few.
Sora smirks at the piece of virgin that enters.
Stabs metal pins through her ears and charges her a little extra.
Riku glares at the piece of pink that visits.
Turns up the rage on the stereo and paints his nails when she wants attention.
The angel gambles.
The demon smokes.
Sora was in love once, but the pink bitch wanted someone else.
Riku was in love once, but the virgin tramp wanted someone new.
The angel draws a pin up girl up and down a husbands arm.
He scratches colour into the skin, and contemplates dipping into black alone.
The demon plays his favorite band as loud as he can for a girls twelfth birthday.
He smirks away as her tears form and changes to Brittany when the parents investigate.
Sora buys his music from a place that sounds similar to hell.
Listens to the demon preach and praise.
And when his choice is approved of...
The angels cheeks turn a pretty pink.
Riku buys his jewelery from a place that's priced like heaven.
Watches an angel stab and sketch.
And when his item is offered cheap...
The demons lips quirk into a real smile.
Sora is an angel.
His body flushed and shuddering.
His wings spread as wide as his legs.
And his cock-head brushes at the faith hanging from his navel.
Riku is a demon.
His body vibrant and fluid.
His wings curling forward, as well as his toes.
And his serpent tongue catches pleasantly along a chest as smooth as silk.
Sora was in love then, and the demon was his saint.
Riku was in love then, and the angel was no ones but his.
(...)