Wretched Revenge

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Kingdom Hearts characters. Ho-hum.

Warnings: Yaoi, OOCness, Rape

Spoilers: If you haven't played KH2 there are Organization XIII people in my fic you probably won't know.

Pairings: (can rape be considered a pairing?) Axel:x:Roxas:x:Riku

Plot: Cloud raped a boy named Sora two days ago. Sora's friends have decided to seek retribution by kidnapping and raping Cloud's little brother, Roxas. Sorry, Roxas, seems like you've become a victim of wretched revenge.

NOTE: As I said before, I do NOT approve of rape. I don't think rape is funny or right in any way, and I also do not think rape can be considered enjoyable in any way (unless it's BDSM/role-playing)! I wrote this as a purely fictitious fandom. I hope everyone knows and/or realizes that. :x:Myou:x:


Part III

Roxas stared at the wall, barely blinking as his mind twisted and turned. It wasn't racing as it had been before, he was exhausted and his thought process had slowed because of it, but he couldn't let himself sleep. He was uncomfortable, he was troubled, and every time he shut his eyes he felt that blindfold pressing against his lids. His body ached, his ass burned, and he was pretty sure he was going to die from a severe case of blue-balls but he remained quiet and rested against Riku's chest. The older boy was just as silent, breathing long and deep as he held the blonde gently, though Roxas was sure he was still awake. After a long still silence Riku shifted behind him, causing the younger boy's legs to rub together and press against his throbbing extremities, a pained whimper escaping his throat. He turned from his side to rest his back against Riku's chest, straightening out his legs a bit and alleviating some of the tension below his waist. It still hurt, no matter what position he was in, but for a moment it seemed to lessen.

Riku sighed at the younger boy's movements, one of his arms wrapping around Roxas' side, his hand flattening itself against the blonde's abdomen. Roxas tensed, muscles fluttering beneath the older boy's fingertips and when his hand moved lower, then younger boy gasped and reached down to stop him. "Y-you said you wouldn't!" he exclaimed softly, his hands wrapped around Riku's wrist, halting him from moving any lower.

The silver-haired boy chuckled, moving his other hand to brush up Roxas' arm and shoulder, replying gently, "I said I wouldn't touch you unless you wanted me to."

"I-I don't!" Roxas replied, trembling as Riku leaned in and pressed warm lips to his shoulder, long, silver hair falling forward and brushing the blonde's nape.

The older boy's hand moved from Roxas' shoulder to cross his chest, pulling the covers over them down slowly, the sheets moving across the younger boy's bare skin causing a pleasant shudder to travel up his spine. "You have to say it like you mean it if you really want me to stop, Roxas." He murmured, lips moving against the blonde's neck.

The younger boy blushed furiously, squirming as Riku's other hand began to move again; down his smooth stomach, across his hip, dipping down slowly… "Hn!" Roxas put a hand over Riku's, pulling at his wrist weakly, the older boy trailing fingertips across his inner thigh. Even though the taller boy wasn't touching him yet that contact alone was setting him on fire. Then, ever-so-slowly, Riku moved his hand to the base of Roxas' cock, wrapping his fingers around it and beginning to stroke gently. "I don't… Ah! Don't…"

The older boy was kissing his neck, the hand on his chest rubbing back and forth across his lean, contracting muscles. "Relax," he whispered, "you'll feel better afterwards, I promise."

Trembling, Roxas swallowed hard, his hand on Riku's moving to the side and grabbing onto the older boy's thigh, his other hand reaching up and clamping around the hand moving across his chest. His face was on fire, soft lips teasing across his neck and ear, breath ghosting over his bare skin, Riku's hands moving together and turning Roxas' insides to liquid mercury. His heartbeat was pounding in his ears, hands clenching as Riku began stroking faster, moaning when the older boy went from kissing to sucking at the junction of his neck and shoulder. "Hn…Riku…"

The older boy slid his thumb over the head of Roxas' erection, precum slicking the digit before he trailed it down the underside, the thick vein there pulsing under his hand. The blonde in his arms was shaking, Riku licking the back of his neck and nipping gently, the younger boy moaning and arching against him. His skin was hot; Roxas' moans making his heart beat a little faster that it should have been, his eyes half-lidded as he watched the younger boy. The blonde was fully hard in his hand and slick from his own excitement, Riku's fingers and palm sliding smoothly up and down his shaft in a quickening pace. The moans escaping Roxas' lips were slowly turning from soft whispers to loud pants, sending a wave of heat through Riku. Bringing pleasure to his partners had always been his biggest turn-on, and listening to Roxas moan as the young blonde writhed against him was turning him on entirely too much. He was so soft and tasted so good... Riku pulled his lips from Roxas' neck, whispering, "You ready?"

The broken moan that shuddered through the boy before him seemed to relay his answer. Riku returned to kissing his neck and shoulders, his hand moving deftly against Roxas' hot flesh, the younger boy practically arching off the bed. "Riku, I can't! I can't…"

"You can," the older boy whispered, panting slightly and pressing against Roxas as his hand continued to move, "trust me, it's alright."

The younger boy trembled against him, whimpering and moaning, fingernails biting into Riku's thigh and hand, "Ah, it's too much, I can't... I…"

Riku returned his lips to the blonde's nape, biting him gently, Roxas crying out and bucking his hips up into Riku's touch. Sucking, biting, kissing; Riku pulled his lips back, moving up and breathing against Roxas' ear, "You can Rox, cum for me…"

That was all he could take. Throwing back his head as white light filled his vision Roxas came, hot liquid shooting up his stomach and chest, the younger boy collapsing back against Riku. Shaking, the blonde boy slowly came down from his high, Riku kissing his neck gently and waiting for his afterglow to fade. His hands were where they had been before, one stroking across the younger boy's chest as the other rested against his inner thigh. Something was off though, and Riku immediately noticed that though Roxas had cum (quite extensively in fact) he was still semi-hard. A smile quirking his lips, the older boy moved from behind Roxas to his side, laying the boy down against the sheets gently, azure eyes looking up at Riku in a daze.

Soft, ice-blue eyes looked down at him, the older boy leaning down and licking the cum off of Roxas' chest, his long, wet tongue flicking across the blonde's hard nipples and down his taut abs. The younger boy moaned, fingertips pressing into the mattress as he watched the other boy move down his body, breath hitching when Riku's tongue trailed across his hip. He pulled back, crouching between Roxas' legs, then dipped his head down and licked up the underside of his half-hard cock, the younger boy jerking and crying out. Riku glanced up, sucking the head of Roxas' erection into his mouth, the blonde twisting the sheets in his hands as the muscles in his stomach fluttered wildly. Closing his eyes the older boy moved his head up and down, sucking gently, tongue twisting around the shaft and head torturously, Roxas moaning uncontrollably and bucking his hips.

Riku hummed, sending vibrations up and down the younger boy's arousal, Roxas' pants ringing pleasantly in his ears. "Riku…ah…please…"

The older boy sucked harder, reaching up a hand and gently lifting the blonde's hips from the bed, sliding a finger towards the boy's entrance. He was still slick from lube and Axel's release, Riku sliding in a finger and pressing up, trying to find that spot. Stretching the boy's tense muscles and licking up and down his shaft, Riku added another finger, scissoring them gently.

He lifted himself up slightly, bobbing down and taking Roxas' entire length in his mouth, the head of his cock pressed to the back of his throat, swallowing to contract his throat muscles around the younger boy's erection. His moaning was becoming more and more erratic, the blonde's hips thrusting wantonly, Riku relaxing his throat and letting the younger boy move as he liked, pushing his fingers in deep and pressing into Roxas' sweet spot. He didn't need any encouraging words this time.

Lightning shot through the younger boy and he came hard and fast, hot cum shooting down Riku's throat, the older boy swallowing and waiting for the spurts to finish. He flexed his fingers gently, Roxas gasping and shuddering, moans rippling from his lips as he rode out his high. Riku pulled his fingers back a moment later, letting Roxas' softening cock slip out of his mouth, shiny and slick with spit. The younger boy was spent, arms lax at his side, eyes closed, chest rising and falling hard with his uneven breathing. Riku moved up the bed and lay beside him, pulling the boy to rest against his chest, stroking his hair and watching him with soft eyes. The blonde opened his eyes after a moment, hazy, pleasure-clouded blue looking up at Riku, a light pink blush crossing his cheeks. The silver-haired boy smiled, leaning in and pressing their lips together, Roxas returning the kiss with gentle pressure and letting his eyes slip closed once more. The older boy pulled away a few seconds later, listening to the boy's breathing slow down then fall into a lazy, even pace as he fell asleep.

Riku lay there for a moment, making sure the younger boy was truly asleep, and then slipped out of bed. He pulled the sheets and blanket over the smaller boy then walked to the door, opening it then closing it behind him and walking down the hall. Ignoring the raging hard-on pressing against his boxers he let the cool air of the hallway wash over him, sighing deeply. If Axel was still here he'd be with Demyx in his studio. He walked down the familiar corridor, searching unhurriedly for his friends as he recalled the events of the night.

-x-x-x-

Axel was asleep, his head in Demyx's lap as the blonde sketched, the large pad propped up on an easel beside him. The red-head hadn't cried but Demyx could tell he deeply regretted what he'd done, the blonde wishing he knew some way to comfort his friend. He looked up when he heard footsteps coming down the hall, Riku entering the studio and glancing over at the boys. "Hey Demyx, is Ax ok?"

The blonde nodded, looking down at the older boy. "He's been in and out of it for a while, but I think he'll be okay."

Riku sighed, walking across the floor and heading towards the bathroom, Demyx raising an eyebrow when he noticed the other boy's predicament. "You know, I'm sure Axel wouldn't mind if we woke him up to help you with that."

The silver-haired boy blushed, shaking his head. "Let him sleep; and I told you Dem, we decided we'd be better off not dating. Our friendship's too deep to let a relationship fuck it up."

"Yet you two fool around." Demyx said, watching the other boy mischievously.

"Leave it alone Dem…" Riku said warningly, disappearing into the bathroom. The shower started a moment later, the blonde chuckling and returning to his sketching. He didn't really have any room to criticize Riku and Axel's more-than-friendship, he was Axel's ex-boyfriend (and they still occasionally messed around too) but both of them knew they couldn't be in a real relationship together. Everything with Axel was too… The blonde lowered his eyes, reaching over and trailing his fingertips across the small black tattoos beneath the red-head's eyes. He had loved being with Axel, and he missed the connection they had together; he understood what Riku meant about not wanting to fuck up their friendship by trying to make it into something more. Once that connection was gone it was so hard to ever get it back. It had been like that ever since Kairi…

Demyx sighed, returning to his sketches, sadness in his eyes. After Kairi everything had changed. The old Axel would never have let Leon talk him into something like this, and if it hadn't been for the passion in Axel's eyes Demyx wouldn't have had anything to do with it. He was sure it had been the same for Riku; they would follow Axel to the ends of the Earth and back. He wondered, fleetingly, how much of this revenge had to do with Axel's loyalty to Leon and Sora, and how much it had to do with Kairi. He knew Axel thought about her constantly, that's all he ever painted; pictures of the girl laughing, smiling, posing with her kittens or reading her favorite stories…and then there were the paintings he created around the time of her death. They were complete opposites of his other paintings, but Demyx supposed Axel couldn't manage to sort those happy memories from the darker, more horrific memories that centered around that time, and therefore his paintings were more…disturbing. It always happened at the same time, the same three weeks every year. Demyx looked across the studio, glancing at the painting Axel had begun before falling asleep. It was a portrait of Kairi looking out from the canvas, her eyes dark and hollow, wearing the same worn, tattered pink dress that he had found her in that first week. That week had stretched through almost the entire month, and had nearly destroyed Axel for good. Demyx was still surprised to this day that something horrible hadn't happened to the red-headed boy, that he had survived the evil at work and himself. If it had been him instead of Axel he wasn't sure if he would have made it out alive. Kairi didn't.

Riku yawned as he walked out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his waist and his long, silver hair cascading in wet locks down his cheeks and shoulders. "Are you going to go to sleep any time soon?"

The other boy shook his head, "I'm wide awake. Are you?"

"Yeah, I think I'll go see Sora and check in with the others then grab one of the spare rooms. That okay?"

Demyx nodded, "Sure, sleep wherever. We'll find you in the morning before we take Roxas home."

Riku smiled at the blonde, "Thanks Dem." He motioned to Axel, asking, "You want me to take him with me?"

The blonde hesitated then shook his head, replying, "If he wakes up I'll tell him to look for you, but he's not bothering me. It kind of helps me think, listening to him breathe."

Soft blue eyes met dark dusky indigo, "'Night."

"Goodnight Riku..."

The silver-haired boy walked across the studio then turned down the hall opposite of which he'd come from, Demyx listening to his footsteps fade. Silence filled the room, and then Axel inhaled deeply, exhaling after a few long moments. Hands returning to their work the blonde listened and sketched, imagining wind through the trees or waves along the beach. It was a slow, soothing sound. It made him feel a little less lost than before.

-x-x-x-

Riku dressed in a clean set of clothes then went to find Sora, walking across the large foyer at the end of the art studio hallway and then up a flight of stairs, walking down the hall to the bedroom with the light on. He pushed the door open slightly, peeking inside, Leon looking up and motioning for him to come in. Riku complied, walking across the carpet and sitting down on the edge of Sora's bed. "Has he been sleeping okay?" The silver-haired boy asked softly, looking over at the older boy.

Leon nodded, his long brown spikes shifting with the movement. "After he ate something he nodded right off. He didn't cry either. I think he's trying not to think about everything as much."

Riku reached over and pressed a hand over Sora's, the small brunette breathing softly, pulse light under his touch. "Leon…" Riku looked over at the older boy, "…what do you think Sora will say when he finds out about Roxas?"

"He's not going to."

A confused look crossed the younger boy's face. "What do you mean he's not going to find out? How will he not find out? Do you think Roxas isn't going to report what happened to him to the police?"

"Sora isn't going to report Cloud," Leon replied, voice cool, "so tell Roxas unless he wants his older brother in prison he'll never report what happened to him either."

Riku looked away, eyes crossing Sora's sleeping face. "It's wrong what we did to him. Axel… It was bad, Leon. You should have known better than to ask him to do something like that."

"Axel understands that all actions have repercussions, consequences that must be dealt out according to the crime. He remembers what happened to Kairi as do I, it's only fitting that he would understand what he needed to do and avenge Sora."

Riku shook his head, looking over at the tall brunette angrily, "You used him; you played with his emotions and said all the right things and he did what you wanted him to do. He didn't want to do it, he felt like he was obligated to because of you, because of how damn loyal you are to one another. Because of Kairi…" Riku stood from the bed, turning and walking towards the door. "I hope you realize what you've done, Leon, and what lying to Sora is going to do. We all thought this was going to make things better somehow, but now that tempers have cooled and we've had time to actually think about what's gone on all of us regret it. You should too."

Leon watched him go, eyes narrowed and cold, looking over at his cousin as Riku's footsteps faded to silence. Tidus had told him much the same thing, but Leon's heart was set. He had avenged his little cousin, he had assured that Cloud would never be able to forget, and would regret his actions every day for the rest of his miserable life because someone had done to his little brother what he had done to Sora. Maybe it was wrong, but it had already happened and it was impossible to change the past. They could only move forward from here. Reaching over and rubbing Sora's arm Leon closed his eyes, visions of Kairi flashing through his mind. Had he coerced Axel into doing what he'd said? It was that time, wasn't it? The anniversary of the time she had died…

Leon sat back in his chair, clasping his hands together and exhaling softly, thinking back to that time. He had done so much for Axel, he and Sora had kept that horrible secret all this time. Maybe Axel was indebted to them in a way, but if there had been a debt to pay it was paid in full now. "Forgive me Axel," he whispered to the silence, "I didn't mean to break you any more than you already are…"

-x-x-x-

Roxas woke up to the feeling of someone gently shaking his shoulder, a soft voice telling him to wake up. "R-Riku…?" The blonde asked sleepily, rolling over and looking up at the older boy.

"It's morning," the silver-haired boy said, brushing Roxas' hair out of his eyes, "I brought you your clothes, get dressed and we'll take you home."

The younger boy nodded, sitting up in bed and sliding the offered shirt over his head, yawning and rubbing his eyes before sliding to the edge of the mattress and pulling on his boxers and jeans, then socks and shoes. He was sore and dirty, but he didn't care. He could shower and sleep when he got home. He stood up shakily, Riku offering him an arm for support, Roxas taking it and looking towards the doorway. Another boy was standing there, arms crossed as he leaned against the doorframe. "You two coming?" He asked, noticing the younger boy's gaze.

Riku turned, taking Roxas' hand and leading him towards the other boy, then turned down the hallway to the right and guided him through the darkness. The blonde clung to Riku's hand and the back of his shirt as he walked through the unlit hallway, then suddenly light appeared before them and highlighted their steps. The other boy had opened a door to the outside, pale blue light shining in on them. It was early, the birds weren't singing yet.

The air was cool and crisp, Roxas shuddering and following after Riku and the other boy, a tall blonde around Riku's age. They headed up a short incline to the edge of a parking lot, a lone car idling nearby. Demyx walked around to the driver's seat and climbed in, Riku reaching out and opening the back door and turning to look at Roxas. The blonde boy passed him and ducked inside, the smell of cigarettes thick in the car's interior thought it was comfortably warm. The boy must have started it and let it sit before they'd come and woken him up.

They buckled their seatbelts and the car drove off, weaving down streets Roxas didn't recognize. Worried, Roxas asked, "Sora told you where I live, right?"

Riku nodded, "Demyx knows how to get there; it shouldn't take too long."

The blonde boy in the front seat looked back at them in the rear-view mirror. "Don't worry kid, you're home free now."

Roxas sighed, looking away from the other boy's deep blue gaze, turning towards Riku. They shared a look for a moment then the younger boy asked, "Sora's going to be okay, isn't he?"

Riku smiled, "I saw him a few hours ago; he's doing a lot better. He was sleeping just fine."

The blonde nodded slowly, thinking about his next question, "He's sure? That my brother…" Riku watched him sadly, the younger boy turning away. "No, of course he knows. I just don't know how I'm ever going to look at Cloud again…"

They drove in silence the rest of the way, the roads outside Roxas' window suddenly familiar, nausea washing through the younger boy as Demyx came to a stop outside of his house. His heart was racing, hands shaking as he tried to contemplate what was going to happen when he walked inside his house.

Riku's voice snapped him out of his thoughts, the blonde turning to look at him. "Roxas, Sora decided not to report what happened."

Azure eyes widened, "W-what? Why?"

The older boy shook his head. "I didn't ask him about it, but that's what he's decided to do."

"Oh…" Roxas clenched his hands, saying timidly, "I guess he's waiting to see what I do, and if I decide to say something about what happened to me…then he'll tell what happened to him." He looked up at Riku, tears forming in his eyes, "Y-you think if I don't tell…if I don't report it that maybe Sora won't say anything either and Cloud won't get arrested?" A tear slid down his cheek, the boy sniffing and saying weakly, "I know that's so selfish, but if Cloud went to jail I don't know what would happen…"

Riku, surprised at how the younger boy had anticipated his next words, replied softly, "Sora's not going to say anything, okay? And what you decide to do is your decision, Roxas." Teary eyes looked up at him, the older boy adding, "I know we deserve to go to jail for what we did to you, and if you decide that you're going to tell the police what happened to you that is your decision."

Roxas sniffed, shaking his head. "No, I couldn't do that to Sora." Riku looked at him in confusion, the blonde smiling at him sadly. "I mean, if he's not going to tell anyone that my brother did that to him, who am I to tell anyone what Axel did to me?"

The silver-haired boy was silent, Demyx watching quietly in the rear-view mirror. "If that's your choice…" Riku whispered, reaching over and rubbing his thumb across Roxas' cheek, wiping away his tear.

The younger boy nodded, sniffing, then unbuckled his seatbelt and grabbed the door handle, pausing and looking back at Riku. "Thank you…for being there." He opened the door and stepped out, meeting the silver-haired boy's eyes one last time before shutting the door, running up the front steps to his house. He reached the door, twisted the knob, and it opened with a squeak. He stepped inside and turned to look back at the street. Demyx's car had long since pulled away. Shutting the front door and locking it behind him he made his way through the house to his bedroom, walking in and swinging the door shut behind him. His room was foreign, the posters on the wall and the bright blue and green lava lamp on his desk strange and distant. He was home, but what had he returned to? Cloud would be awake soon, wondering where he had been all night. How was he supposed to act natural? How was he supposed to tell his brother he had been raped? How was he supposed to tell Cloud that he knew about Sora and what he had done to the boy? How was he supposed to live normally after all of this?

He walked over to the bed, fell down on top of his favorite blanket and comforter, and let his mind go blank.


Ah, Roxas is back home, but what will happen now? Thanks so much for the reviews! Please leave me a little something after this chapter too and let me know what you think! More drama, angst, and twisted wretched revenge to come! I hope you continue reading! :x:Myou:x: