A/N: Finally, another chapter. YAY! Some Yaoi in this one, but not much. If you don't like yaoi, then why the fuck are you reading this? Tis all

Chapter 4

Last time on Feelings Left Alone:

Axel is blackmailed by Demyx to protect Roxas from Xemnas' wrath but then Roxas' chamber doors open . . .

Sora is attacked by something unknown, and gets picked up by Riku. He awakes in Halloween Town and Riku speaks of something that is on Sora's back and askes to see.

His body tensed in fear, then flinched as he felt a fingertip run along his spine. It was joined with a hand, ghosting over the small of his back then up to the brunette's nape. The hand then slid over his shoulder, and he could sense Riku stepping closer to him. It explored the younger's chest as if trying to engrave the lithe figure into his memory. Sora shivered, but he wasn't sure if it was from a small hint of pleasure or fear.

"Riku, what are you doing?"

The silver haired boy smiled and placed his head on his friend's shoulder.

"How does it feel... to know everyone on all the worlds are depending on you? To know that their lives are in your hands?" Riku asked, running both hands along the brunette's stomach now.

"That's got nothing to do with..."

"It has everything to do with it," the older interrupted. He nipped lightly at Sora's neck, seeming to purr at the mewls the keyblade master made. "It's stressful, isn't it?"

"Riku, stop..."

"And you wonder, is there some kind of freedom for you in the end?" Those hands went a little lower, playing with the hem of the brunette's pants.

"Stop it," Sora breathed.

"You no longer need to look, no need to wonder. Your freedom is here, with me," and the hands slipped under the linen, palming the other's nether regions.

"STOP!" the younger screamed, fighting his way out of Riku's arms and pushing him away. He looked at his older friend, terrified. Never had Riku done this to him, there may have been a few times in the past where they goofed off, but not like this. Nothing like this, and this added to Sora's fear. It was hard enough dealing with his previous fear in Riku's presence, but now he just couldn't take it. He fell on his bottom and scooted away from his friend until his back hit the wall. The wall was cold, making him shiver, and the shiver became a tremble as the silver haired boy approached him.

"Why are you trying to seduce me?" was the brunette's question, trying to push Riku away as he got on his knees, and leaned in toward the younger.

"I'm not trying," came the reply, the older brushing a brown lock out of his friend's face. "I intend to succeed," and he kissed Sora, one hand on the brunette's chest and the other palming.

As much as he tried, the keyblade master's attempt to escape was futile, Riku was stronger than him, and he hated himself as he couldn't stop himself from mewling at his friend's actions. The kiss itself was gentle, yet demanding, dominating over the younger easily. Oh, this was so wrong, but Sora couldn't help but give in. He gasped as the older palmed his length harder, hips rising against the hand, but something was screaming at him, an unknown but familiar voice.

"You're just going to let him control you?"

No, was the answer. But there's nothing I can do to stop him. And it feels so good...

The voice seemed outraged. "Don't you even fucking consider it!" it screamed. It sounded hurt, as if in pain. Sora realized after a few moments the voice was male, sounding too masculine for a woman, but not too much. Who was speaking to him, and exactly how the hell did he get inside the brunette's mind? "Don't let him touch you! You don't need any physical pleasure to fill the emptiness of your heart!"

Tch, what did the voice know? Sora just ignored it, giving in completely to Riku, kissing back even which caused the silver haired boy to moan. Suddenly, that same fear from before came rearing it's ugly head again. The brunette couldn't breath, so he managed to push his friend away. Breath still seemed impossible to grasp and he began choking. Riku called out to him, but Sora heard nothing, his senses failing him as Riku tried for his friend's attention. Nothing, only the continuous morbid choking sound. Why was this happening? Was this the work... of the voice?

That no longer mattered, Sora needed to breathe, he could've sworn his face beginning to turn blue.

"I'll fucking kill you, Sora. Don't you think I won't..."

Dear god! So the voice was the one doing this to him, all of that dreadful fear, the haunting paranoia! Pain overtook his body, starting in his back around the shoulder blades. Guess Riku wasn't lying as Sora thought after the seduction began about an odd mark, originally noticed by Doctor Finkelstein. This had to stop, before the brunette would die due to asphyxiation.

As quickly as all of this began, it ended, the back of a hand making contact with Sora's face, surely leaving quite the mark. It was Riku, hand held in mid air for a moment before lowering it down, emerald spheres questioning sapphire.

"Sora, what's wrong?" but before a reply could be given, the brunette had left the room and ran off, giving Riku a good glimpse of a strange marking on the other's back he hadn't seen before. It was black, shaped as something similar to the Christian cross, only more ornate with long lines detailed with purple that almost seemed to glow. The silver haired boy knew nothing of what just happened, but he wouldn't let it remain that way for long.

Axel darted out into the hallway, the brunette following in protest. In the doorway of the now open chamber stood Roxas, hair mussed, uniform askew. Black rings had formed under his eyes, surely from lack of sleep. He walked toward Axel and Demyx, shoving them in opposite directions and continuing past. The blonde walked, tripping over his feet a few times and seeking balance with a gloved hand on a wall. The two men just looked on, Demyx muttering something similar to "what's up with him?", Axel wanting to run over to the boy who he had unexpectedly fallen in love with despite having no heart.

It almost hurt, seeing Roxas like this, knowing the red head himself was most likely to blame. The boy obviously needed some sort of medical attention, stopping in mid-step and hanging his head, hand covering his mouth as if he were going to retch. He began to whisper some things, incoherent to the men behind him. He then turned around and looked to Axel, sapphire locking with emerald. His body began to tremble, quickly turning into a violent shake, and his knees buckled under him and his ass met the floor.

If this wasn't such an important moment, Axel would've laughed his ass off just as Demyx was, but instead he elbowed the brunette next to him hard, to silence his laughter.

"..." but Axel knew he heard some sounds within the silence Roxas emitted.

Finally, the red head ran over, bringing the blonde to his feet. He held the other's shoulders, questions written all over his face.

"Roxas, why have you been locking yourself up in your room?" was the first of them to sound from his lips.

Said boy hung his head, the movement interrupted by one of Axel's hands.

"Roxas..."

"Get away from me!" the blonde suddenly yelled, causing the other to jump including Demyx. He pushed Axel away and ran the best he could before falling. His hands prevented him from falling on his face and the pace of his breathing began to hasten. "Just stay the fuck away from me..." This sound more as a beg than an angry threat. "I am nothing... nothing more, something less. I have no meaning... Reality has no place for me. My existence is pointless..."

Axel looked at the blonde with wide eyes. "Rox..."

"That name is pointless!" the boy screamed, interrupting the other. Silence hung for a few moments before Roxas shouted something. "Don't you even fucking consider it!" He jumped to his feet and ran off, successfully not tripping once.

To the others, this outburst was utterly random, leaving them with questions of why Roxas had said it. When the blonde was out of sight, Demyx walked over to the red head, arms wrapping around his waist. Guess the other wanted to continue what they had previously started despite the blonde's interruption. Disgusted, Axel pulled away and began to follow Roxas, calling out to him and leaving Demyx alone in the hall.

The red head ran, hoping he could reach his love... wait, could he really call Roxas a love? The words the blonde said about himself rang through Axel's ears like a revelation. It was true, the Organization XIII members were all nothing, especially bringing into thought that they were all Nobodies, advanced forms of Dusks. They weren't much different than the creatures they controlled, and with that in mind, Axel wasn't in the best of moods.

It wasn't until he passed almost all of the Organization chambers he remembered he could teleport. Feeling like an idiot, he did, finding the broken blonde when he reappeared. He was in the world known as Halloween Town, the world full of ghouls and monsters.

Roxas was seated upon the hill in the graveyard that swirled inward at the top. His knees were close to his chest, chin resting on them. Axel heard something, something to be taken as words perhaps, but shrugged it off. Sure to be quiet, the red head walked up to the hill, kicking at the apparitions that pulled on his ankles from the graves he strolled by. The red head had a distinctive swing in his shoulders as he walked, feeling his uniform constrict about his thighs with every step up he took on the hill.

Blonde locks struck out from the darkness, seeming to give off a light even. When close enough, Axel was able to tell what Roxas was doing. The boy was plucking leaves from a dead weed, seeming to be engrossed in doing so.

"That looks awfully boring," Axel said when he was behind the blonde. "Why are you going through all the trouble to avoid me?"

"I'm not avoiding you..."

"Bull shit." The red head sat down by the other, taking the weed from him. "What are you doing here? Why did you run from me? Why are you acting this way? Why..."

"Stop asking me so many damn questions!" Roxas snapped. "Because I felt like it, okay? Now just leave me alone."

Axel was silent for a moment, then smiled as he leaned back and laid on his back. "I'll never leave you alone, now that I love you."

"... Don't say things you don't mean. That only brings pain. You know we can't love. You know it's impossible. You know we don't have hearts..."

"I am damn tired of hearing about all of this 'heart' business. I told you that I have the heart you gave me, don't you remember?" the red head asked, his smile already gone. "I was serious when I said that."

There was anger in Roxas' face as he looked at the other. "You're a damned fool. I didn't give you anything. You are stuck in those petty delusions. Get real, Axel. We are Nobodies. Love does not exist for us. Love is . . ." but the blonde was cut off as Axel pulled him down for a kiss. Roxas fought to get away, but was securely held there. He didn't kiss back, he only kept trying to push himself away from the other. His eyes were closed tight, tears daring to fall from them.

And they did fall. Axel felt them hit his cheeks. Once he did, Roxas did kiss back but it felt terrible because the red head was kissing sadness and it tasted horrible. He pulled away, looking up into the other's sapphire eyes which were now open. There were so many questions he wanted to ask, but couldn't. Through his silence, Roxas was able to interpret this and pulled further away, so he was sitting upright and held his knees to his chest.

"I don't want to feel these things for you," the blonde said, the first to speak.

Axel was confused. "Why?"

"You know nothing!" Roxas practically screamed at him, but suddenly, his head shot up and he looked up at the sky. He stood up and began to walk down the hill, making Axel shoot up into a sitting position.

"Where are you going?"

Roxas said nothing, yet his lips had moved, as he pulled the hood of his robe up over his head and made his twin keyblades appear. In just moments, he was passed the little fence at the foot of the hill and headed into Guillotine Square. Behind him Dusks appeared, following him in the boneless manner they moved by. Up at the top of the hill, Axel knew there was trouble, but something in the pit of his stomach told him not to move. Wait . . . he couldn't move. It clicked nearly instantly: Roxas had use an immobilization spell on him. There was nothing he could do but watch the blonde walk away with the Dusks slithering about.

Finally, Sora had found the exit of the crazy place he was in, which happened to be Dr. Finkelstein's laboratory. On his way down, he ran into the living doll, Sally, and disregarded her when she asked why he was in such a hurry. Why did his room have to be the highest up? So he could trip down all the stairs? The brunette was out the door with the sound of Sally's gentle voice calling out to him. She would probably call for Jack, but Sora shrugged off the thought. The last time he visited Halloween Town, he heard Jack Skellington was in Christmas Town running around in Santa's clothes. Lovely image indeed.

He was coming up to Guillotine Square, which means he was nearing the teleportation device close to it and get the hell out of here. Of course, he wouldn't get off that easily. To his displeasure, he spotted the Pumpkin King. Guess he came back early.

In the cheery way he usually did, Jack waved hi and called out to Sora, saying he came up with a new scare that he wanted to show the boy. No time, Sora's back was burning and he didn't know why. He shoved the skeleton aside, knocking Jack off his feet and right into a gravestone, causing his head to pop off. The brunette felt no guilt and was relieved when he finally reached Guillotine Square. Tired, he sat on the stones bordering the fountain with the monster the looked to be holding it's own neck and spouted a green liquid. He was still dressed in the pajama pants from earlier, and his feet felt a little sore from running for they were bare.

Suddenly, his back and shoulders flared with pain and he cried out in agony. It felt as if it were on fire, and his skin was bubbling from the heat. Sora fell from the stones and onto the pavement, face first and on his kness. Again, he cried out. This was absolute torture, but somehow, things have gotten worse.

He heard footsteps and looked up to face a blade much like his own pointed at him. The wielder was wearing black and was hooded, and Sora recognized the uniform instantly. It was an Organization XIII member, Dusks behind them as well. Well, wasn't this just peachy? The brunette was going to be killed finally while defenseless. Roughly, the figure forced Sora to his feet then threw him against one of the stone walls about the square. Sora felt the air escape him upon impact. His vision was slightly blurry now, but he could still make out the dancing of the Dusks.

The figure sent the Dusks forward, and again, Sora was forced onto his feet, then shoved forward onto the ground. Sora landed face first, but he didn't feel it compared to the burning in his back.

"The time has come, Keyblade Master," the figure said.

Sora was shocked and tried his best to look up at his attacker. They held two keyblades (why hadn't he noticed that before?) and was about the same size as he was. Their voice was what had shocked him. It was the same male voice that spoke to him when Riku tried to seduce him.

"Who . . . who are you?" the brunette tried to ask, his voice a little quiet.

The other laughed sardonically. "I'm hurt, you did create me after all. I am you Sora, and I was born a year ago when you went to Hollow Bastion. Remember when you became a Heartless, Sora, when trying to save that wretch you were so fixed on protecting?" He stepped forward and hit Sora's ribs with a powerful kick. "That's when I formed. That's when this tragedy began to be. In a way, this is all your own fault. If only you were a little more selfish . . ." Another kick, and Sora screamed out. "If only you were just a little more fucking selfish." A smile spread across his lips. "But no matter, you're going to get yours in just a few moments. I'm going to turn your life into hell. Hear that?! A fucking hell!" Again, he laughed sardonically.

Sora was about to speak, but he felt a pain like nothing he had ever felt before and cried out. Something was coming out of his back, and as he sat back on his haunches, all he could manage to do was hold his shoulders. Bloody tears streamed from his eyes and pooled on the pavement.

A snicker sounded from the other as he watched, taking a few steps back. From the glowing cross on the brunette's back, a creature was emerging, making the skin around the cross crack as if it were stone. The creature was black, so black it was impossible to tell entirely how it was shaped and if it had arms or not. It looked at the robed boy as he pulled down his hood. Roxas smiled deviously as his eyes were locked with the red spheres of the creature. The creature began to take form, and it looked like a Shadow Sora Heartless, and by the looks of it, it was halfway out of the brunette. The Dusks nearby fled cowardly, leaving the three of them there: Sora, Roxas, and the creature.

Well, make that four. Riku had showed up at the scene, with an unreadable expression on his face. He instantly recognized Roxas, and drew forth his own keyblade and took a battle stance.

Roxas just looked at the silver haired boy and laughed.

"You aren't challenging me, are you? Do you remember what happened during out last fight? I do believe you lost pitifully . . ."

"What have you done to Sora?!" Riku beamed.

Upon hearing Riku's voice, the brunette looked up and muttered something that could have been taken as his friend's name.

"I don't plan on doing much to him. All I want is his humanity."

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