Warning: Boy x Boy, so if you happen to encounter this fanfiction and get offended my any material, don't go crying to your mother, because you shouldn't read these kind of stories in the first place. Though I welcome KH yaoi fans like me...Yay!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own Sora (Riku owns Sora) and sadly I don't own any other characters from KH.
Shadows
Chapter One: Introduction
Sora's POV
...He came up to me in half-light and took my hand. He stroked my palm in silence, as if he wanted to read the lins on my skin. My hand was shaking under his touch. I caught myself tracing the shape of his body under his clothes. I wanted to touch him and feel his pulse burning under his skin. Our eyes met, and I felt sure that he knows what I was thinking. I sensed that he was lonlier than ever. I raised my eyes and met his serene, open gaze.
"Roxas died alone, convincing that nobody would remember him, and that his life meant nothing," said Axel. "He would have liked to know that somebody wanted to keep him alive, that somebody remembered him. He used to say that we exist as long as somebody remebers us."
I was filled by an almost painful desire to kiss Axel, an eagerness such as I had never before experienced. He read my thoughts.
"Its getting late for you, Sora," he murmured.
One part of me wanted to stay, to lose myself in this strange intimace, to hear him say how my gestures and my silence reminded him of Roxas.
"Yes," I mumbled.
He nodded but said nothing, and then escorted me to the door. The corridor seemed endless. He opened the door for me, and I went out onto the landing.
"I you see my father, tell him I'm well. Lie to him."
I said good-bye to her, thanking him for his time. He placed his hands on my arms, leaned forward, and kissed me on the cheek. We gazed at each other, and this time I searched his lips, almost trembling. It seemed to me that they parted a little, and that his fingers were reaching for my face. At the last moment, Axel moved away and looked down.
"I think it's best if you leave, Sora," he said.
I thought he was about to cry, but before I could say anything, he closed the door. I was left on the landing, feeling his prsence on the other side of the door, motionless, asking myself what had
happened in there. At the other side of thelanding, the neighbor's peephole was blinking. I waved at him and attacked the stairs. When I reached the street, I could still feel Axel's face, his voice,
and his smell, deep in my soul. I carried the trace of his lips, of his breath on my skin through streets full of faceless people escaping from offices and shops. When I turned into the cold streets
of Traverse Town, an icy wind hit me, cutting throught the bustle. I welcomed the cold air on my face and walked up towards my house and disappeared into into its narrow canyon of shadows,
feeling that I was still trapped in that dark, gloomy dining room where I now imagined Axel sitting alone, silently tidying up hispencils, his folder, memories of his lost lover,
his eyes poisoned with tears.
Ishuchan: So what do you think?
Axel: readingHey why do you always make me look gay.
Ishuchan: Omg really, I'm not the only one who's making you look gay! Maybe it's the tight leather pants?
Maybe it's the way you drool over Roxas. And don't get me started on the sites that you've visited!
Axel: ...
Ishuchan: Hahaha , and besides I'm only making the fanfiction seem more dramatic that it actually is.
Axel: Drama my ass.
Ishuchan: Hey don't use that kind of language with me.
Axel: I can do whatever I want!
(A/N: Hey kids, look forward to next chapter!!!)
And please review, I'll give you a big cookie I promise!