Rising Tide

Warning: Rated M. Explicit content for mature audiences only.

Pairing: RixSo, and slight AkuRoku... Okay, a little more AkuRoku in this chapter than I'm comfortable with.

Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts, it's characters, or it's original plot. I do however, own this plot. I make no monetary profit, as this fiction is purely made for my enjoyment and the enjoyment of its readers.

A/N: Okay! Bear with me people. This IS in FACT a RiSo Fanfic! I SWEAR! Next chapter, I promise. Just the way the cookie crumbles, I suppose. -cough- Anywho, there is a lemon in this chappie, no matter how much I detest the pairing. Next chapter, we get into the yummy stuff though, but please be patient. I so totally would dedicate this chapter to Sora (you know who you are), for encouraging me to get through this chapter without... yeah... ill effects, BUT, I wish to dedicate a different chapter to him, so this one, I suppose I'll just dedicate to all those AkuRoku fans out there who just happen to be reading this RiSo fic simply because AkuRoku is just so... cliché anymore. Yush. I totally went there. Enjoy! ^_^

Chapter 2

Sora absolutely loved the first week back to school. The handing out of 20-some year old textbooks, the smell of a freshly opened pack of pencils, the first scribble in a new notebook. It signified a new beginning every school year, and Sora loved it. What's more, was the dying breeze of late summer flowing through the open windows of his classrooms, ruffling his honey brown spikes, filling his essence with a sense of peace, and at the same time, anxiety.

While he didn't mind sitting in class for hours on end, listening to his teachers drone on and on about meticulous matters that appealed very little to him, he knew what awaited him just after the final bell rang. Kids ranging from eighth grade to twelfth would burst from the school's main entryways, screaming and carrying on, losing papers but regaining some of their sanity as they raced towards the beach only 100 yards away.

Girls would be pulling their tops off the moment they stepped off school grounds, showing off their colorful little bikinis for all the boys to see, flaunting their curves shamelessly. The boys would pull out their sunglasses and boards, either tagging behind said girls with their tongues lagging, or racing off towards the sandy coast without a care in the world, just hoping to catch 'the big one'.

Sora laughed whole-heartedly as he practically skipped down the steps, spinning back to gaze up at his best friend, Kairi, and Yuffie in tow with Wakka. Merriment danced in his vibrant blue eyes as he spread his arms out wide at his sides and flashed them a bright smile.

"Seriously, guys, c'mon! All the good spots are gonna be taken!" His voice was boisterous and full of mirth, his vocal chords barely able to contain the excitement bubbling inside of him.

"Relax, Sora!" Kairi giggled, hopping down the steps to join him on the concrete, a hand coming up to tuck a stray strand of cranberry colored hair behind her ear. "It's not like 'everybody' is going to the beach."

Sora passed her an incredulous stare as the other's joined them. His gaze following after other students as they whooped and hollered their way to the dunes. He didn't see anyone heading straight home on this absolutely spectacular day.

"You are so full of it, Kai." Sora rounded, hooking his arm through hers and pulling her along. "Besides, Roxas is going to the beach, and I haven't got to hang out with him in like... forever!"

Kairi sighed and shook her head, but she was unable to deny Sora his happiness. It had been a year since the brothers had really 'hung out'; the two years prior were strenuous due to the divorce their parents had gone through. Though both parents lived relatively close still, it had definitely put a strain on the twins' relationship.

Yuffie had already stripped out of her miniskirt and tank-top, flashing a bright orange two piece as she tied her hair up into a loose, makeshift bun. Three pairs of small bare feet dug into the stinging hot sand and Sora whipped his shirt off, dropping it to be forgotten as he dashed across the beach and tackled his brother into a mound of beach towels, volleyballs, and coolers. Even over Roxas's colorful cussing, the brunette's laughter rang true and free like a melody with the rush of waves lapping at the shore.

All around him, people were smiling, laughing, panting from exertion or laying on towels catching a tan. He and Sora were sprawled lazily under the shade of a sloping palm tree, gazing out over the white crests of waves rippling towards the gold crescendo of the shoreline. Both were shirtless, shoeless, reclining back on their hands that were buried up to their wrists in sand.

Sora talked about mom, Roxas talked about dad. They reminisced about summers long since past, laughed at their stupidity and youth. Roxas told Sora about America, and Sora caught Roxas up to date on everything that had been happening on the Island. And as the sun set set lower and lower until it kissed the ocean and turned the sky a myriad or oranges, pinks, and deep reds, they fell into a comfortable silence.

Peels of laughter and taunts floated over from the volleyball court as Wakka made a flying leap to spike the ball over the net. Rob Zombie blared out of the speakers from a boombox perched on a cooler filled with no doubt soft drinks and snickers bars, and surfers fought the harsh throw of the water, diving under curls of waves bleeding towards land, like they were born to ride. In some cases, they were. Such were the lives of island folk, after all.

Roxas belted out a laugh as his he peered into the distance, watching in amusement as Cloud was shuffled of his board by a more stubborn wave, when all he had been doing was sitting on it, awaiting the next one. This aptly caught Sora's attention, and eyes the same color as those shifting waters searched the ocean for whatever had made his brother laugh in such a manner. But alas, he was too late to see much more than the icy blond teen surface, sputtering.

"So you and Kairi seem to be getting awfully close. Should I start hoping against all hope that I'll have a sister-in-law someday?" Roxas broke the silence with good humor, casting a side-long glance at his younger sibling through a part in his bangs, and laughed again when Sora's response very closely resembled Cloud's a moment ago.

"W-what! No way, bro, Kai is like a sister to me, that's like... totally gross!" Even so, heat crept over Sora's cheeks, tainting them pink in the evening light. "What about you? A whole year away just had to put some tension between you and that flamethrower you call a boyfriend." A grin spread wide over the brunette's face, his teasing tone showing that he really wished no ill-will over Roxas's choice in partners.

"Tell me about it." Roxas returned the grin, almost ruefully, turning his attention back to the waves. "I think I totally pissed him off at lunch today." At Sora's silence, and dumbfounded expression, he took it as a cue that he was expected to give at least some sort of explanation. "I uh- He caught me checking out someone else, like... for a really long time." It was his turn to blush deeply, and he brought his knees up to his chest, wrapping his arms around them.

"Oh, snap!" Sora cackled at his side, rolling back with the force of his laughter and shock. "Bro, you were practically sitting on his lap, checking out another dude, I'm assuming. That's totally grounds for date over."

"Oh, can it." Roxas barked out over his baby brother's laugh. "Like a blushing virgin like you has any room to-"

"So who was it?" Sora nudged him expectantly, mirth dancing evidently in his eyes as he leaned closer as if the world's biggest secrets was about to be bestowed upon him.

'Speak of the devil' Roxas thought to himself as a flash of silver caught his eyes, further out. He had a direct view of a well toned body in white swim shorts sporting deep blue island flower prints, straddling his surf board. Platinum hair was pulled back into a lazy ponytail as he stared down the monster wave crashing towards him at an alarming rate. "Would you look at that..." He mumbled out, eyes squinting in hopes of not missing a single moment of what was about to happen.

Sora's eyes followed his brothers gaze, widening an imperceptible fraction as they landed on Riku. He watched with less rapt interest than Roxas did as the silverette's feet found purchase on his board just as the wave threatened to sweep him away. Cheers and catcalls erupted from both land and water as heads turned to watch the amazing feat of Riku scaling the 12 foot wave with practiced ease, that well honed, muscular-yet flexible- body bending and rocking to keep his balance as he rode it out to the very end, even when it appeared that the wave bucked in attempt to thwart the surfer off his board and into the churning water below. And with a victorious whoop Sora could hear all the way on shore, Riku disappeared under the surface of the water.

Unbeknownst to Roxas, who continued to stare as if mystified and transfixed all at the same time, Sora's fists clenched tightly under the sand, baby blues scanning the ripping waters, his expression smoothing out into a relaxed smile only when the silver headed boy emerged and swam back to his board.

"Amazing."

"Ya know, they don't call him Quicksilver for nothing, these days, Rox." Sora replied humorously as he stood up and brushed the sand off his shorts. Roxas remained rooted to his seat even after Sora grabbed up his Gatorade and headed off to find Kairi and his other friends so they could walk home together.

"Hnah!...I—I thought you were—mnh! M-Mad at m-me!" The blond nearly squeaked in shock and adrenalin as a particularly rough jab nearly shoved him face-first out his open window, his palms too sweaty and his arms too feeble to grip the sill properly as his lover moved at an almost viscous pace behind him, inside him.

"You're bleeding aren't you?" A soft grunt accompanied that deep, lust-riddled voice, and as if to emphasize his point, a slender arm slipped between his trembling thighs, smearing the twin trails of crimson liquid, catching it with his fingers and trailing it upwards until they wrapped tightly around Roxas's erection, slicking his member with the evidence of his rough penetration. "Now be fucking quieter. You're dad walks in here, I'm not fucking stopping." Axel panted heavily in his ear as his hand began to move in sync with his thrusts.

"Ngh—Axel... harder!" Roxas all but keened, half-mast blue eyes staring blankly into the dark window of the neighboring house. God, all it would take was one flip of a switch, one glimpse out that window, and they would be so busted. But all that registered in the blond's mind was that he needed more. The burning ache had long ago become unbearable and now it was just flat out torture.

Axel picked his head up and smirked down at the back of his boyfriend's head as he rolled his hips and pushed deeper inside him, the passage in and out made all the more easier by the blood and sweat and lube, and still Roxas was impossibly tight, those constricting muscles and quivering body under him driving him to the brink of insanity with impatience, and yet, he was no where willing to comply with the brat's demands just yet.

"Hah...fuck, Axel—harder!"

"Ready to explain what that was about today?" The redhead ground out, impaling himself as deeply inside the blond as he could without literally shoving him out the window.

"W-What?" Roxas squawked incredulously, cobalt blue eyes snapping open wide only to roll back into his skull as Axel aimed an absolutely murderous thrust into his prostate, making stars dance across the younger boys visage and schockwaves of pleasure to frizzle every nerve ending in his small, compact body.

"Do you want him, Roxy?" Axel purred menacingly as he continued to rock in and out of that slick passage, deliberately hitting that 'sweet spot' that made Roxas cry out time after time, albeit softly so they didn't wake up his old man downstairs on the couch. "Do you want him more than me?"

"R-Riku?" Roxas yelped, his back arching impossibly against his lover as he pounded into him, his pleasure mounting at breakneck speed and coiling tightly in the pit of his stomach until he thought his insides would burn and melt from the stimulation of the redhead's hand on his shaft, stroking him in time to his bruisingly deep thrusts. An alien feeling accompanied this, however. Lost deep in the throes of sex with his long-time boyfriend, he'd just called -no, screamed- Riku's name, and it felt... exhilarating. God, it felt good. It felt hot. And for the brief opportunity he was given in between another harsh jolt of pain laced pleasure, an image of silver hair and sea-foam green eyes flashed before him.

"God, A-Axel, p-please! I need to-!"

"Answer me!" Axel barked scathingly, the hand that had been religiously resting on Roxas's hip to accompany his thrusts moved to blond spikes, fisting them and jerking his lover's head back sharply, earning him a shocked cry from the boy under him.

"N-no!"

"No, what?" Axel's voice was hitched and his breathing was becoming just as labored as his lover's, alerting the younger that the redhead was reaching his limit.

"No! On-fuck!... Only you, baby, I-I swear it! Now, please!" Roxas begged beneath him, the pressure growing to be too much, only to be released in an explosion of colors, wiping away the image of Riku from his mind when sloppy fingers removed the tight ring from around his aching member, finally allowing him to orgasm.

Roxas cried out, uncaring of who heard him as he rode out his mind shattering climax, Axel's hips jerking roughly a few times until he reached his own completion. The spent blond slumped against the windowsill, eyes remote and unseeing.

'Only you, baby, I-I swear it! Now please!'

The words rang loudly in his ears like church bells, daunting and unshakable.

Because it was a goddamned lie.

-blinku-...Wow. That was actually a lot harder to write without gagging than I thought. Sorry all you AkuRoku fans out there, because in my personal opinion, Aku belongs to Zeku. _ -cough- And Roku belongs in a hole. ANYWAYS! ^_^ Please review, cause... a know... that's what humble readers do. They read... then review. Yeah. Be humble, damnit! _::