Sora

I have no idea what I am thinking when I run after Riku; all I know is that I'm going off of instinct, which isn't good. Nevertheless, I keep running. Damn me and my teenager confusion! I figure Riku would run to his dorm, so I go there immediately. Riku is going to our school because of his art skills too. He is in the same area as me, except his dorm isn't as fancy, due to lack of money.

I go over to the building that houses the coed dorms and run in the door. The place smells like Clorox and teenage sweat. It isn't really the best set of dorms in the school, but it also isn't the worst. It could have a few upgrades, though. There's a couch in front of a fireplace that's pretty well worn in front of you when you walk in. I hate to think about the things that happened on that couch, some of them between me and Riku. I don't have time to think about that now, though.

I rush down into the hallway and down the stairs to Riku's room. The way it works with the art dorms is the lower down you got, the less money you had. It's kind of mean to say, but it's the truth. Riku? He lives on the utmost bottom floor. I actually have to go down about 3 flights of stairs to get to the very bottom, and have no idea as to why I keep going with this.

I get to his room and bust open the door. I'm right about my assumption, because he's sitting on the edge of his bed, looking like he's about to murder someone. I get scared; I've never seen Riku that angry before. I take a chance and sit down next to him.

"Sora…" he trails off. He looks as if he's about to cry, but it never happens. He just sits, enveloped in his anger, on his bed, in a dazed sort of state.

"What is it Riku?" I ask softly. I feel scared out of my wits, like I'm going to get punched in the face. Kind of like Roxas with Axel, I think immediately. Oddly, the thought doesn't make me feel shameful, as it should. It sort of comforts me, to know that Roxas is going through a bit of the same thing as me. I shake it from my head, because I hear Riku speaking.

"—love you," he ends, quietly, but forcefully.

"What? I didn't catch that," I say as kindly as I can.

"Sora," he says angrily. "I don't love you."

The depth of what he says hits me after about 30 seconds of sitting there, looking dumbfounded. He doesn't… he… I can't even comprehend what he's trying to tell me. Doesn't love me? After everything we've been through together?

I stand and walk out of the room quietly and calmly. I feel that if I show emotion, I'll be taunted even more than I am now. Through all of the crap that Riku has put me through, I realize one thing that day: I don't love Riku either. I really don't. If I love someone, they're not going to put me through something I don't want to go through, which is exactly what Riku did. I have Roxas. I love Roxas with all my heart, and this is the moment when I realize that.

I walk out of the art dorms, knowing that I won't ever go into any of those rooms again. My head is up high, and I'm proud of myself. I knew previously that this was going to happen eventually. I just didn't know it would be today. Nevertheless, I make my way back to my dorm, with a sort of grin on my face. I feel a bit like a madman, but I don't care anymore. I'm rid of Riku, and that's all that matters to me anymore.

Going back to my room, I have a lot of time to think about what all has happened. Oddly enough, however, the only thing going through my head is Roxas, and wondering if he's okay. When I glanced down at my watch walking out of the art dorms, I noticed that it had been an entire hour since I had left him. I start to worry about him, and if he's alright. After all, Axel does know where my dorm is. It wouldn't take much to…

I walk a little bit faster down the path. It takes about 15 minutes to get back altogether. When I can see my room in the distance, I pick up my pace even more. I hope he's alright. I shouldn't have run off like that. It's stupid of me to think like this, but still… I bust in the door and see Roxas shaking and sitting on my bed. My worst fears are confirmed when I see a little puddle of blood on the floor. I can bet it's not mine, and it's not Axel's.

I rush over to Roxas and tilt his face up so I can see it. He has a nosebleed, and there are other bruises on his face. I suddenly get furious. Axel has absolutely no right to break into my room and beat Roxas. In fact, that's breaking and entering! I have a right mind to go find him and beat him to see how he likes it, but Roxas must know what I'm thinking. He grabs my wrist and utters, "Wait…"

I stop immediately and lean in next to him. "Yeah?" I whisper, trying not to say something wrong. I mean, after all, he just beaten after I did something stupid I shouldn't have done. It's not exactly a good thing to mess something up here.

"Axel…" he trails off, not being able to finish what he's trying to say. My temper flares up more.

"What? What about Axel?" I force out of clenched teeth. I want to be calm for him, but it's difficult, let me tell you.

"I… I tried to break up with him," he says. It sounds almost as if he's scared that Axel will hear him, so he's talking quietly. Nevertheless, I smiled a little bit. I'm glad that he at least tried to break up with Axel. It means that he doesn't want to be with him anymore… of course, I could have gotten that from everything that's happened recently, but you can never be too sure.

"And?" I ask tentatively. I still have that little nagging voice in the back of my head to not screw any of this up.

Roxas sort of laughed a little and says, "He wouldn't let me."

"What do you mean he wouldn't let you?" I ask. I'm genuinely confused. How can he not let him? That doesn't make sense.

"Well, he ended up doing this," Roxas says, motioning to all the cuts and bruises all over himself. "And, he screamed, and I quote, 'I will never let you go, do you understand me?'"

I stare at him for a moment, dumbfounded again. How in the world can you have that tight of a grip on someone? Can't he just let go of Roxas? It would help me, I thought to myself. I then think of Riku. I think of the way he practically yelled at me that he didn't love me. I think of how that phrase didn't faze me in the slightest when I heard it. I then think, maybe Axel can't accept the fact that Roxas has moved on from him.

I sit down next to Roxas and pull him into a hug. I don't say anything; just think about everything that's happened in this short amount of time. He lays his head against my chest, and we just sit like that for a while. I can feel Roxas shaking and crying, his tears running from his face and onto my shirt.

I lift his face from my shirt and look him in the eyes. They're puffy and red, and I can see fright deep down in him. He's honestly scared about what's going to happen next. I smile and pull him into a kiss.

When we pull away, he asks, "What was that all about?"

"Roxas," I say, "I love you with all my heart. I want to be with you as long as I live. I don't want anything to change that. I want you. Every part of you. Nothing will change that."

He blushes. "What do you mean by every part of me?"

I smile and pull him into another kiss. I think to myself, "You know what I mean."

He sits up taller and pulls me farther into the kiss. He surprises me when he takes me by the shirt and throws me on my back on the bed. It must've shown because he pulls apart and smiles.

"Sora, I've thought about this for a long time. Just because I look innocent doesn't mean I am," he tells me with a smirk playing on his lips. I almost laugh, but he cuts me off short with another kiss. I wrap my arms around his waist, pulling him in closer to me. His tongue is in my mouth, probing and tasting like it's his first time kissing me. I smile and put my tongue in his mouth. It tastes amazing, like mint and sweetness, for lack of better description.

He entwines his fingers in my hair and pulls me in even deeper. I can feel him getting harder with each passing second, and I blush. I feel myself getting harder too, and get even redder. I let my hands wander down to his ass, feeling and squeezing. I can feel him moan into my mouth, and I get a little bit harder. Roxas is the first person who does this to me, and the only.

He pulls me up into a sitting position, so that he's in my lap, straddling my crotch. He moves his hands down to the bottom of my shirt and pulls it up and over my head. I do the same, but keep my hands on his chest. His arms are now around my waist, and somehow we have managed to keep connected at the lips, mostly.

I play with his nipples, flicking and twisting. He is moaning into my mouth, and the vibrations are getting me harder and harder as time passes. He moves his hips back and forth, rubbing his erection against mine. I moan, the first time I've ever done so. He brings his hands around the front of my pants and messes with the button. I pull away from his kiss so he can see what he's doing.

He gets off of my lap and waits, obviously waiting for me to take off my pants. I stand up from the bed, where I notice our shirts are thrown carelessly on the floor. A small smile plays on my lips as I get my pants off as quickly as possible.

After they're off, I stand with a hand on my almost bare hip, waiting.

"What?" Roxas asks, after a few minutes of staring.

"Wow," I saw to myself, smiling. I stand him up and take off his pants for him.

"Oh," he mutters, but I can tell that's not exactly the first thing on his mind right now. I get down on my knees and remove the pants from around his ankles. I look up at him and he looks down at me, and I suddenly know what I have to do.

"While we're at it," I breathe, "let's take these off, too." I hook my fingers into the waistband of his underwear and pull them down to his knees. I couldn't help but stop and stare. Roxas is… big. Like, inhumanly big. I glance up at him, and his cock twitches.

"Please, I can't stand it anymore," he breathes. I don't object. I pull the underwear completely off and feel myself throbbing. I take hold of his pulsating member and stroke him up and down. He trembles and tenses up a little bit. I put my other hand on his hip and push him a little bit so he's sitting on the edge of the bed.

I situate my head in between his legs and take hold of him with one hand.

"Wh-what are you doing?" he asks.

"Just wait, it'll feel good, I swear," I tell him, looking him in the eye and winking.

I take his entire throbbing member into my mouth and he gasps. His fingers go into my hair, winding tightly and pushing down hard. I can feel his pubic hair tickling my nose, and I somehow get harder than I already was. I pull back and push forward again, tasting every amazing inch of him.

I moan into him, and he gasps even louder. He pulls me off of him and I stand up. I pull him into a kiss and push him backwards so I'm lying on top of him. He flips me over so I'm on my back. He slides off the bed and down onto his knees. I look down at him and our eyes lock. He has a small smile on his lips.

He suddenly takes me in his mouth, and I gasp. His warmth was more pleasurable than I could have ever imagined. I grip the sheets around me and moan loudly. I can feel the corners of his mouth turning up in a smile. He starts to move faster. I almost fall backwards onto the sheets when he reaches up and finds one of my nipples. He flicks and twists, teasing me. I bite my bottom lip and start to breathe more heavily.

He keeps doing that until I just can't take anymore. I pull him up to me and kiss him deeply. I reach into my bedside table and pull out a bottle of lube. I squirt a little on my finger and look up to Roxas.

"This'll be cold," I tell him, just as a precaution.

"Do it," he breathes. He's as close as I am, so I don't say anything more. I slide my hand down onto his ass, and then my finger slowly into his entrance. He gasps at first, and I can feel him clenching against me. After a second, though, he loosens up and I push farther. He pulls me into a deep kiss, and I push my finger all the way in. I start moving it back and forth and he breaks apart, moaning loudly.

I pull out my finger and slowly push in two. He gasps and moves backwards so I push them in farther. I move them in and out, faster and faster.

"Sora," he gasps. "I'm ready."

I oblige by flipping him around onto his hands and knees on the bed. I get up on my knees behind him and grab hold of my cock. I line myself up at his entrance and slowly push into him. He and I moan simultaneously as the head of my cock slides into him. I keep pushing and pushing and pushing until my pelvis is resting against his ass. I collapse onto his back and whisper into his ear, "How's that?"

He finds my hand, puts it on his own cock, and says, "For God's sake Sora, move."

I obey and move slowly out of him and back into him. He's so tight around me, it's indescribable. I move my hand up and down his length and moans. I can feel my instinct kick in and I start to move faster and faster and faster. He starts to thrust into my hand, wanting more.

I know I'm not going to be able to hold on for very much longer. I push myself up and grab hold of his hips, thrusting harder with each passing second. Roxas grabs hold of his own cock and continues where I left off.

"Sora…" he trails off. "Sora, it feels so good…"

Just hearing his voice moaning my name is enough to push me over the edge. No, I think to myself. Hold out just a little bit longer. I thrust hard into Roxas and he moans the loudest yet.

"Sora," he says louder. "Sora, I'm gonna—"

Roxas yells loudly, and jerks back into me. I move one of my hands down to his cock and can feel his salty warmth covering the sheets. My sheets. The sheets on my bed. Roxas has just come all over my sheets.

Knowing that I have made Roxas come makes me moan his name and release. I can feel my hot sticky warmth coursing through Roxas's insides. We both collapse onto each other onto the bed. After about a minute, I get up off of him, him getting up with me.

"I need a shower," he says, looking down at himself. He's covered in a mixture of his come and a bit of mine. I wrap my arms around his shoulders and pull him into a deep kiss. He wraps his arms around my waist and leaves them there. After we separate, I ask him,

"Can I join you?" He smirks.

"Sure," he replies. We walk over to my attached shower. After about ten minutes, we're all dried off and frankly, both of us are tired. I pull back the newly changed sheets and motion for him to get under the covers. He does so and scoots over for me. I climb in after him and snuggle up to him.

After a minute, Roxas says, "Hey Sora?"

"Yeah?" I reply.

"Did you really mean what you said?"

"What do you mean?"

"When…" he pauses. He then continues with, "When you said you loved and wanted me?"

I look up at him. His eyes are… indescribable. They look as if they're filled with hope and longing. Hope for something that will never happen and longing for someone who will never be there. I realize that he's never felt truly wanted before. My heart aches for Roxas. I respond,

"Always and forever."

He smiles and nestles down into my chest. I wrap my arm around him. We stay like that until we fall asleep. I couldn't have had better dreams.