Looks like I'ma just keep rolling today...lol. Maybe I just have to much free time on my hands today. XD;
There will be some violence in this one, as well as a bit of fluff...
but no full lemon yet.
x3 Sorry folks.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the charries from Kingdom Hearts I/II, nor did I create the game.
Chapter 4,
:To Depend on Another:
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Two whole weeks later, and Sora seemed like a different person entirely.
It was the next Friday night and Tifa and Sora were going shopping. It turned out that the teen was more picky about clothes then Tifa herself. "I don't know Tifa..." Sora was saying, looking himself over in the mirror. She had picked out a button up three quarter sleeved dress shirt, and a new pair of jeans. the jeans were a size smaller then Sora normally would wear, but they brought out his delicate curves nicely. Tifa clasped her hands together, giggling with glee. "It's perfect Sora!" She defended, grinning. "You need something sexy to wear for your date tomorrow anyway, right? And you can't go wrong with this." Sora blushed, ducking his head slightly. "Tifa!" He whined, nibbling his bottom lip as he suppressed a small laugh. "I don't want Roxas to rape me you know." Tifa got a small glint in her eye as she handed him another shirt to try on. Sora closed the door to the changing room with a shake of his head. Unbuttoning the shirt he currently had on, he gained a sad look as he let his fingers trace a few of the scars left on his right shoulder and left side of his abdomen. He wasn't sure he wanted Roxas to see these.
Flash back
"No! Dad, let go!" Sora screamed, struggling to break away from Squall's hold. "You little shit!" The older man hissed, squeezing Sora's side painfully hard. "If it wasn't for the fact that your mother used to be pretty damn good at fuckin', I wouldn't even let you be here!"
Sora cried out as Squall tossed him to the floor. The man reached for his bottle, chugging some more of the foul smelling liquid. He reeked of alcohol all over. Sora cringed as he moved back, pulling his knees to his chest as he curled up on the floor. Squall threw the now empty bottle at Sora, hitting him on his shoulder. The glass broke and Sora sobbed as his shoulder was cut up. Blood began to pool from the multiple cuts. Squall kicked the boy's face, tearing his cheek.
That was the last thing Sora remembered before passing out.
End Flash back
Sora shook his head, the painful memories causing a few tears to fall. He wiped them away and changed into the next shirt for Tifa to see. He was here to have fun and spend the day with his aunt.
Soon after they were done looking for clothes for Sora, Sora got to help Tifa pick out a party dress for when her and Cloud were going out Saturday. It was black, as usual, but a bit different in style then Tifa normally went for. It was short, about mid theigh length. It was a halter top, with a showy low cut back and some cleavage. Tifa was blushing as she tried it on and showed Sora. After she did a small turn, Sora clapped and looked just as excited if not more so then she had been when his outfits turned out good. "It's Fantastic on you." He told her, looking rather proud of himself. Tifa blew him a kiss and they both laughed. And thus, Sora's problems of the passed were forgotten once again, for a little while at least.
Saturday morning, Cloud was almost a complete wreck. He couldn't pick out what shirt he wanted to wear, could seem to find his nice shoes, and thus far had forgotten to comb his hair. Roxas was already all set. He wore a nice pair of tan pants, with matching jacket, and a Mindless Self Indulgence band T-shirt. He didn't want to seem to formal after all. But He was taking Sora out to eat tonight. He went to check up on his dad and found him tossing out random dress shirts onto his bed from the closet. "Need some help?" Roxas asked, lifting up one of the shirts and looking it over. Cloud let out a big sigh as he tossed one last shirt out onto his bed. "Please." He said, running a hand through his hair. Roxas shook his head, giggling slightly. "All these years dad...and you still can't get dressed by yourself." He joked. He handed Cloud a shirt and helped him find his dress shoes. Cloud was taking Tifa dancing tonight at a small subtle club. It had been awhile sense they had done anything as such, and both agreed it would be nice, and would give the boys time alone. Once Cloud was dressed, Roxas reminded him to comb his hair. Soon the two were gone to meet and pickup their dates. Both just as nervous as the other.
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Sora waited on the couch, flipping through the tv channels while Tifa was doing her makeup. She had even put her hair up slightly, pinning it up just enough to keep it from her eyes but at the same time letting it cascade nicely down her back and shoulders.
Sora had combed his hair nicely and was in his new jeans and dress shirt. Roxas said to dress nice because of where they were going to have dinner. It was going on 7pm and both of their dates would be arriving soon. Sora had the jitters, tapping his foot as he sat. It was his and Roxas' fist planned date. Tifa came from the bathroom and smiled, holding a small black clutch. "What do you think?" She asked Sora, smiling softly. "I think you look-" Sora began, but glanced around her and smiled. "Gorgeous." Cloud's voice finished, and Tifa turned around. "Cloud!" She said, her face lighting up brightly as she smiled. Cloud came in and Roxas behind him. Cloud gave Tifa a lingering kiss, taking her hand. "I don't think you've ever looked tastier." He teased with a small smile. Tifa blushed, turning to look at the other couple who were tangled in a small lip-lock. "Boys, have fun. But be good. I don't want to come home and find you two-" Cloud laughed, cutting her off. "Tifa, They'll be fine. Remember when you were that young?" He Asked playfully. Tifa dropped it, clearing her throat as the young couple pulled apart. Sora smiled sheepishly, "Don't worry Tifa, we'll be fine." Roxas nodded in agreement. "Just take care of yourselves." Tifa nodded and Cloud and her departed for their date.
Sora smiled at Roxas wrapping his arms around his neck. "So, where are you taking me?" He asked, an almost purr in his voice. Roxas smiled, "You'll see." he told him, giggling. As they left the apartment, Sora was happily surprised to learn that Roxas would be driving them. He climbed into the passenger seat excitedly, buckling up as Roxas got in and did the same. Soon they were on their way to Roxas' surprise location for what would be the most romantic dinner of Sora's life.
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Cloud and Tifa payed their cover fee and soon were entering the local dance club. The music was loud, the lights were dazzling, and there were people all over. You saw more skin then clothes for both men and women. Tifa glanced at Cloud, unsure if he would be okay in a place like this after such a long time. But Cloud simply smiled at her, and grabbed her hand as he led her out to the dance floor. There was a musty air to the whole of the room as bodies collided and grounded on one another. Cloud pulled Tifa to him and soon the couple was doing the same. Tifa seemed to lose herself in the music, using Cloud as her prop as she danced. She danced on him as if she couldn't do so on her own. Hanging on him, groping, grinding. Cloud held her hips, leaning down to kiss at her neck as they moved together. Already the atmosphere was getting to them but they didn't care. That's what they came for after all. Soon Cloud had Tifa's back to him and he held her firmly to him. Tifa couldn't suppress a moan that only Cloud could hear, thanks to the music, as she felt him feel her up. It had been a while sense they were like this...meaning all the more excuse to let loose. "Fuck...Tifa." Cloud whispered and groaned huskily into her ear, holding her hips firmly on his own. Tifa moved on him in response, her hands running along his sides. Soon Cloud was pulling her to a back room. Tongues were clashing together, skin on skin, and multiple noises of pleasure filled the room. Rapid breathing, racing heart beats, and names called out in Ecstasy.
For once that night, Tifa wasn't worried about the boys.
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Sora and Roxas had just finished their dinner, and Sora was watching Roxas with adoring eyes. Roxas had booked a table at one of the most expensive restaurants in town. Roxas and him had both agreed that the food was far to small to be a real meal, so Roxas was paying the bill, and they were going to get some munchies at the apartment. Roxas got the bill taken care of and walked with Sora out to the car.
On the way back, they had a good laugh about the food and the waiter, who had a funny accent that was hard to understand. All in all they had both had a great time in each others company, and that's what mattered.
They got back and picked out a movie, one that wasn't so intense for Sora's sake, and made some Sa'mores. Though most of the melted chocolate ended up getting on Sora's face. Which led to Roxas licking it off, and in turn they never got to the movie.
Roxas had Sora pinned under him on the couch, inwardly grinning as Sora let out a small moan as Roxas licked and sucked the freshly drizzled chocolate from his neck. But Sora froze as Roxas began to undo his shirt. Sora squirmed, "R-Roxas, No!" He gasped, pushing the Blonde back. Roxas was puzzled, thinking he had frightened his slightly younger boyfriend. "Sora, It's okay...Damn, I'm not going to take it THAT far yet." Sora sat up, wrapping his arms around himself. "no...I'm sorry, thats not it Roxas. I don't want you to see...-" Sora stopped, looking down at the floor with tear filled eyes. Roxas looked worried, reaching for Sora's hand. "See what Sora? Whats wrong?" Sora shook his head, a few tears spilling from his eyes. "I'm ugly! Don't touch me...You won't want me if you see!" Roxas' brow furrowed, and he pulled Sora to him, Sora cried out as Roxas pulled his shirt down to look at Sora's shoulder. Roxas let out a silent gasp. There were multiple scars on his shoulder, some bigger then others. Sora went limp and tears fell from his eyes freely now.
"Oh Sora...Who did this to you?" He asked, pulling the brunette's shirt off to see the rest of the scars and marks on his side. Now he realized that the mark on his cheek was probably not from a fall, as Sora had once told him. Sora sobbed, now clinging to Roxas. "I'm sorry. It w-was my...d-da...D-dad." Sora cried, and Roxas held him firmly. His eyes widened, "Your dad did this to you? Is that why you came here?"
Sora nodded, sitting up just enough to look at Roxas. "Please, don't leave me." He whimpered, his bottom lip quivering.
Roxas pulled Sora to him for a passionate kiss. once they pulled apart, he cupped the others cheeks softly. "Sora, I'm not going to leave you. I care about you, not about your scars. Your beautiful to me." Sora sniffed, wiping his eyes. "Y-You mean it?" he asked softly and still just as unsure. Roxas nodded firmly, "I'm going to protect you."
Sora crawled into Roxas' lap, curling up slightly as he cuddled to his chest. Roxas held him with is arms protectively around him. Cooing softly to the brunette, Roxas found it hard to keep down the anger that was pooling in side him. A father was supposed to protect his family, not hurt them. What a monster Sora's dad must be to have done this to him. Roxas felt an even stronger need, now more then ever, that Sora needed him.
Roxas sighed, stroking Sora's soft brown hair. "Don't worry Sora." He whispered. He smiled as he realized that the other had fallen asleep.
When Cloud and Tifa came in around midnight, they found both teens fast asleep on the couch. When Cloud tried to pick up Roxas to take him home, the Blonde wouldn't let go of Sora. The same was for when Tifa tried to get Sora up. Cloud sighed, shaking his head in wonder as he smiled softly. "I've never seen Roxas so attached to anyone before." He told Tifa as he headed for the door. Tifa smiled softly at the sleeping pair. "I suppose it wouldn't hurt if Roxas stayed the night..." She said, giving Cloud a kiss. "Would you like to do the same?" She asked hopefully. Cloud shook his head slowly, "I better not." He told her, "I have to work overtime tomorrow." Tifa scrunched up her nose, "Ick."
The older couple laughed softly, not wanting to wake the boys.
They agreed that Roxas could stay as long as he wanted tomorrow, and Cloud left for home. After he was gone, Tifa carefully took Sora's blanket from his room and covered them up. She sighed contentedly as she got around for bed herself. It was almost like having her own kids. That thought made her smile as she closed her eyes, vowing to spend some time with them both tomorrow if they would let her.
She couldn't help but wonder why there were spots of chocolate on the furniture in the living room...perhaps she would ask them about it in the morning.
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A bit later that night, A tall boy with flat-top style blonde hair and camo cargo pants and tanktop was waiting out side Roxas' window at his house. He was susposed to be meeting him for a small 'opperation' he had talked him into doing. Finding his friend skipped out on him, he frowned. Making a fist, The boy let out a loud growl. "Thats it...Of all the dumb ass things to do in this world, pissing me off is never a good idea." He picked up a metal bat that he had leaned agenced the house. Swinging it back, he gained a devilish grin.
"Heres a present, bitch."
The breaking of glass could be heard all along the street, and soon the boy was running back the way he came. No one double crossed Hayner Vince.
Maybe Seifer was right. Roxas had turned goodie-goodie.
Hayner would make sure that he either changed back, or suffered.
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Well, there you have it.
Chapter 4.
Whats this? Hayner a bad boy?
teehee.
well, It was going to be a two-part chapter..and I might still make it one.
Depends.
But stay tuned! More exciting things to happen in the lives of both couples...
What secrets lurk within the next instalment?
You'll find out soon enough.
R&R Please!
Sora
