Bwahaha bitches! Third chapter. And this one's a little longer than the last,which I'm happy about, really I am. It's just hard to focus some times x.x Though here you go, thanks for the pretty reviews, be sure to give me more.

By the way, I don't own Sex and Candy by Marcy Playground. It is a bitchin song though


Ignominy in the Night

Act One Scene Two


"Relax..." The voice in my ear purred softly, nuzzling his pale cheek against the back of my head. His breath tickled softly at the base of my neck, almost forcing me to loose train of thought. "Enjoy it...you're acting, remember...?"

Ohhh I remembered. How could I forget? It was the only way this asshole would get me on his lap. Shirtless. And I was supposed to be grinding into him, but after what he put me through last night...fuck that. What the hell did he think he was doing, whispering in my ear like that? It was almost as if he was encouraging this type of behavior. This 'I don't give a fuck about anything as long as I get what I want' attitude was going to get one of us in trouble.

He let out a soft laugh, his breath brushing the small hairs on the back of my neck.

I fought off a shiver. The blush on my cheeks remained.

Goddamnit.

Now you may be wondering: How, Sora, did you get yourself into this mess? The answser? I don't know.

I just honestly don't fucking know anymore.

This morning started out like any other. I woke up, on time for once, managed a shower and breakfast before I got to school. When I arrived, I avoided the piercing aqua gaze I felt on me and walked over to Namine, sitting heavily beside her. She kissed my cheek softly, snuggling herself against my chest. "Hey baby." I said with a yawn.

I could still feel his eyes on me. Why was he staring..? Did I have something on my face? Was there just something comical about me today? I glanced down at my clothes. Blue shirt and jeans. Black converse. Nothing strange about that...? Right?

"Mnh." She responded, nuzzling against me carefully. I said carefully because this child is obsessed over her make up. She wears it so it looks natural like she isn't wearing any, but it apparently takes so much, that even the slightest cuddle will take some off.

I know right? Sometimes I want to just take a washcloth and scrub it off her face. ...But if I did that, she would probably kill me. And that, my loves, wouldn't have been worth it. Especially since I know for a fact how damn hard this girl hits. I think she gave me a bruise once, because she had to punch me in the arm for a play. I had to cough over a noise of pain.

Of course, she had found it hilarious, and had to cough over a laugh. Vicious isn't she? But then, Professor Lockhart walked in, flicking the lights off as she went. "Gather your things children, out we go." She said happily, which meant we were reading through the scripts. Her methods were a little odd, from my experiance. She wouldn't let us see the scripts until the first practice, and for that, we would have to walk around, practicing all we could, balancing the scripts in our hands while trying to go through it.

...If that made any sense at all. I'm sure you understood though, you're all smart here.

So after sitting through Yamada's introduction, sighing heavily as he pretended to write something at his apparently giant desk, his friend (Tidus) came in, telling him that he should take a break and go somewhere fun. His secretary, Namine, came in informing them of a culb, mine, that would make sure that they had a good time. He had laughed, and quietly agreed. Apparently mister buisness man didn't like his job. Or his life for that matter. He wanted something new and exciting.

Something out of the ordinary.

"DIM THE LIGHTS!" Professor Lockhart had shouted as we pretended to scene change, myself and Kairi walking up there to where the stage was supposed to be, pretending to dance with one another. "LIGHTS!" She shouted once more, showing Yamada and Tidus at one table, and Namine a bit further away, sitting with some of the back ups. All they really had to do was sit there and look pretty. They all had the easy jobs. No lines to remember or anything like that. Don't get me wrong, I love being the center of attention, I just wish it would take less effort sometimes.

"MUSIC!" She shouted once more with a grin.

Imagine my horror when I heard the beginning chords of Sex and Candy by Marcy Playground spill out of the speakers. I hadn't ever really imagined this of much of a stripper song, but oddly enough, it seemed to work. The way they described it in the script, was sort of a smoky place, full of mystery and no names asked. Hell if you even had to show id to get it. It was a back door club that not many people seemed to know about.

The lights dimmed on the rest of them, and got brighter on Kairi and I. We began dancing once more, rather suggestivly I'll admit, and began talking, our eyes returning to our scripts now and again to get them right.

"You see that man over there?" Kairi began, giggling slightly at me, trailing her fingers down my side.

"Yeah..?" I responded, glancing over to where Yamada was. He was a rather good actor, I'll give him that. His eyes were trained to me, following me around our 'stage' as I traversed about with Kairi. Though maybe I was just in the way of Kairi shaking her butt. He could very well be watching her.

No need for me to get an ego, from something I don't even want after all.

"He looks like he's had a rough day." We both play pouted our lips. "and you know what that means..."

"He'll pay more for less." I said with her in unison. I laughed quietly, turning my hips around, feeling her hand hit me on the butt, swaggering my way over to him.

I smell sex and candy here,

who's that lounging in my chair?

Who's that casting devious stares in my direction?

mama this surely is a dream...

That look he was giving me, it fit those lyrics perfectly. I felt an odd sense of forboding to climb upon his lap. I wasn't quite sure what I was going to get from this, at all, but it was making me a little nervous. The look he was giving me was something I could only describe as preditory.

I don't believe I like feeling like prey.

I swayed over, slipping myself on to his lap, arching my back with a slight groan, rubbing my hands down my stomach. Now, I wasn't quite sure if I was doing the right thing, It wasn't that hard to act like a whore though. So I was pretty sure I was doing alright.

Moaning softly to myself, I rolled my hips down on top of him, a light blush staining at my cheeks. First off, no, shut up, this wasn't turning me on at all, secondly, I can't say the same for him, it was kind of poking me, and third, I hadn't even done this before to anyone, like I'm sure I've said several times.

I rolled my hips once more, reaching down and grasping his hands, resting them on my hips, leaning back against him with another noise, reaching a hand up to his pale skin, twisting my fingers around a lock of his hair, softer than I thought it'd be, and twisted it down to his neck, resting my hand on the back, feeling his fingers tighten slightly around my hips. Rolling my hips down again, I felt him tighten, and respond by pushing his up to mine.

Well. That wasn't in the script. Which brings us back to where we are now, my dear friends.

It was hard to act though, if he was going to be responding to everything I was doing. I know that they're techinically supposed to do that, but it's hard to act like a cheap porn actress if you've never done it before. okay?

"Whoops! time to go kids!" Professor Lockhart called, the lights flicking on all the way. "I suppose time flies while you're having fun. See you in an hour!"

Saved by the bell. I sighed.

Yeah, that's right, we had this class doubled today. I scrambled off of Yamada's lap, hurridly pulling my shirt on and fighting off the blush that had stained my cheeks. "Let's go." I said, grasping Namine, and pulling her to the direction of Cafe Oblivion.

"Sora, wait!" Namine laughed, stumbling slightly on her rather high heels. She just had to wear a dress and those damn heels today. I bit back a slight growl of impatience. I wanted to get out of here. I didn't want to see Yamada...the look he was giving me, or what I had felt back there.

"What?" I asked, stopping to look back at her. Her blue eyes were sparkling with amusement as she grinned at me. She was enjoying this entirely too much.

"What did he say to you?" She asked excitedly, tugging my hand back to look at my face. She looked so excited, for reasons I'm unsure of. The way I was acting, shouldn't she have asked me what was wrong instead of giggling like a high school girl? Shouldn't it matter to her if someone else saw me as their latest conquest?

Not that he did. He has a girlfriend after all.

And so do I.

"Nothing." I said quickly, "Now come on, we're late to meet Roxas and Axel." I said, rushing her into the cafe, and spying a mane of firey red hair. Reflexively, I walked over to the table. "Hey kids." I greeted, pulling out Namine's chair, and sitting in the one next to her.

"Hey." Greeted my brother and his best friend/lover. No matter how hard Roxas wanted to deny it, there was something there between the two of them. Especially since Roxas was the only one Axel actually hit on as much as he did.

Though secretly, I think Roxas enjoys it. That's why he refuses to acknowladge it.

Axel nodded, his green eyes sparkling with some sort of mischeif, like they always did. I swear, he was constantly up to something, always scheming. Though, if he was chasing after Roxas, he had to be. I love my twin dearly, but sometimes he was just dumb as a box of rocks. Especially with relationships. I suppose he gets that from dad though. Mom claims it took her years for dad to actually realize that she was flirting with him. The funny thing was, they met in a coffee shop as well.

Just a little tidbit, if you care.

I can't count how many plots this poor man has had trying to chase my brother. Like that silver chain Roxas wears around his neck. Axel has one too, shit if Roxas has noticed that they're identical though. Roxas assumed that Axel had his for a while. Nooooope.

In fact, unbeknownist to my little brother, yes I am older, by two minutes, Axel had made both of those. How do I know this, you ask? He used me for a model on what it would look like for Roxas. We are rather similar after all...

"How was class?" The red head asked, tearing me from my thoughts as I glanced over at him. I felt myself frown. I didn't want to talk about this. Namine was, however, smothering a giggle. I felt Roxas stare at me. Fuuck.

"Sora...?" He asked, his eyebrow raising.

Now I had to answer.

"We started practicing for the play."

"What play?" Roxas asked, tilting his head to the side. "You just finished one didn't you?" He asked curiously, taking a bite of his sea salt ice cream. It looked sort of like a sundae...but not really. It had ice cream, whipped cream and cherries, so sort of, but not really.

"Give me a bite." I said, reaching out for his spoon.

"No."

"why not?" I asked, mildly irritated that he wasn't just going to give in like he was supposed to. But then again, Roxas never did anything like that. It was annoying really. He never listened to anything I ever said to him. Sometimes I just want to smacksmacksmack right across his face.

"Not till you tell me why you're apparently so butthurt over this play."

"I am not!" I said indignantly. Well...I apparently wasn't yet anyways. Gods... I took a deep breath, choosing to ignore the obvious delight in Axel's eyes, he always looked like that when he noticed I was uncomfortable though.. just something he did I assume.

"We ermm...we started a new play. Obviously." I felt Namine shaking with laughter next to me, it would be a hell of a lot easier without her here. "The good news is, I'm one of the leads. The bad news is, so is Yamada. I have to play a stripper. I'm his new conquest... he wants my body." I said the last part in a rush, wondering if Yamada really wanted it, or if it was just him being an amazing actor. I'm more inclined to believe the second thing.

It's always easier to handle.

NOT THAT IT ISN'T THE TRUTH.

I looked into my brother's eyes, his expressions quickly changing. Amusement, a slight twinge of sympathy, thoughtful, then back to amusement.

"Want to explain yourself there partner?" I asked, raising an eyebrow and finally stealing a bite of his sundae. Namine had already stolen half of Axel's, since we had left our wallets at the auditorium.

"Nope." He responded with a smirk, grinning snarkily over at me. "You'll figure it out on your own."

As if I wasn't irritated enough at this. "You know what Roxas? I don't care." I said irritably, looking over at Axel, who was kind of nodding his head to the bathroom, while making it look like he was stretching.

"I gotta go to the bathroom." I announced, standing up and walking over to the door. Whatever Axel wanted, it would probably be better than listening to whatever Roxas had to say. Or not tell me for that matter.

Stupid kid.

About a moment later, I heard a knock on the door. "What?" I said, leaning against it.

"It's me." I heard his smooth voice roll through. Opening the door, I stepped aside, to find him grinning like a five year old.

"Do you think he'll get it now?" He asked, holding out something else he made. It was a paopu fruit, in halves. One half was Axel's, and the other for Roxas, I'm assuming.

"This is something you do here right?" He asked, tilting his head questionably. See Axel, Namine and Kairi are from Radiant Garden, which is about three days away if you're driving.

"Yeah." I found myself laughing. "Yeah, he'll understand this. Tell him to tell you the story around it. He'll enjoy that. Take him out to the island too." I grinned, handing them back to him. "And if you can find a real one, give him that first. He'd like that."

Axel stared, as if memorizing it, before nodding. "Okay, got it kiddo." He said, taking them back for me and slipping the box carefully back into his pocket. "They'll fit on the chains." He explained, pulling the thin, silver chain from his shirt. Turning to leave, he stopped, with his hand on the door. "Don't be too mean...about that play Sora." He half turned to look over his shoulder at me, holding a finger to his temple. "Got it memorized...?" The door clicked shut, leaving me alone in the bathroom once more.

"...what the hell...?"


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