Soundtrack to Your Life
Rating : M
Warnings for this chapter : Its still September in this Fic, Language (Isn't that always on my list?), a bit of Kairi-bashing (Coming from Roxas, that is), OCs, Bits of sexual talk, OOC-FFVII/KH Characters, and I don't Own Kingdom Hearts its just another Fanfic!
I Suck…TT-TT I delayed such writing and I'm already passed October, currently in November in my notebook. I'm slow when it comes to updates. Blame my DAD! He mademe go to his lousy apartment and he has NO type of internet or Microsoft word!!! Uggh, loser. Sorry for the lousy update!!! I DO APOLOGIZE. Gomen Nasai, Perdona Me, Spiacente, Es tut mir leid!!!
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Chapter 8 :
Hangin' by a Moment
Naminé stared auspiciously at her sandy haired cousin, who was rousing his food around and around for the last couples of minutes. Roxas wasn't your typical liar and definitely wasn't the type to keep things in secrecy, but then again, he was with the 'Organization'. There many things he kept quiet about when he was around the Organization; likes to parties, late night binges, the sex all (except for Zexion, Roxas, Ionez, Marluxia and Demyx) and dangerous nights everyone has shared amongst one another. Naminé didn't understand why he started to become more secretive.
"Roxas-kun," Naminé softly said.
Roxas jerked his head slightly to where Naminé's squeaky voice emitted from, smiling halfheartedly at his beloved cousin, turning his body around to face her.
"Yes, Nam's? Don't you thinks a bit early to be asking questions? You know I have yet to have my morning coffee and you know I'm grouchy in the morning without it. Where the hell is Sora?! I. Want. My. Coffee." Roxas growled grumpily, crossing his arms against his chest and pouted childishly.
"Are you gay, Roxas?" Naminé quirked, glimpsing into Roxas' large and oceanic eyes. Roxas grumbled under his breath. Why in the world did everyone want to know about his sexual preferences? It wasn't that important. No one would careless about him then they already do about his state-of-mind and his ridiculousness that ran in their family. It always ran in their already dysfunctional family.
Sora chivvied quickly towards Roxas amid a mug of coffee towards his grumpy and unsatisfied twin. "Morning, Roxie-kun! Here's your coffee, I hope you like it!" Sora chirped mercurially, distributing his large mug of his usual coffee; Black coffee with one cube of sugar. Just how he likes it; Bitter and unusual; just like him and how he feels concerning everyone believing putting their two senses into his private business he doesn't want anyone else to know about, but more importantly- his sexual preferences/sexual orientation.
"Roxas! Roxas~!" Sora exclaimed hyperactively, cocking his head in unison along with Naminé, expecting Roxas to pretend everything was okay and that everything everyone else was saying was a living lie. Roxas came face-to-face with his enthusiastic and somewhat annoying twin brother, leisurely rolling his eyes when Sora began talking. "I want to know if you're Gay? Roxas~ I want to know about it, not because I'm one of those anti-Gay/Homophobic people- I'm bi-sexual, for Pete sakes! I'm your twin, we are suppose to tell each other everything! I mean, I do, but you don't. Its starts to get murky after a while in the deep waters, Roxas. Like, I tell you what's going on in my life- How I'm crushing on Wiku, but Wiku is crushing hard on Kairi and Kairi only. And the thing is too, she's crushing on him and two others guys from the Senior class."
Roxas HATED that girl. She wasn't the best friend Sora always pictured her as. Mostly everyone Sora knew or was acquainted with, wasn't fond of her or doesn't like her. "Why do you even hang around that rendering hoe? She talks way too much shit about other people and is a two-faced bitch! Hell, she is probably talking behind your back as of right now! Can't you see, Sora; Kairi's a stupid, slutty and way-to-persistent w-"
Sora closed his eyes shut, lifting his right hand and backhanded Roxas, sending his look-alike twin brother to the floor. Sora opened his eyes and glimpsed at Roxas on the floor, holding his palm where the stinging occurred. Reno ambled into the kitchen's setting, catching sight of his husband's younger sibling on the floor, his palm covering his cheek. "What the hell happened here, yo?" Reno ambled into the intensified room with a hazy grin plastered, slightly snuggled a bit of Cloud's baggy white t-shirt (Something…implied?) and the others saw his stretchable solid indigo boxers snugged comfortably underneath his expanding waistline. It was the only way he stood at ease with his pregnancy and the discomforts/disadvantages of the baby developing within him. He made his way to the teen's sitting down, giving them a hug to the best he could, seeing as though his semi-burgeoning stomach was rounding then it was the previous month. Sora could only smile, wrapping his arms around Reno's neck as Roxas dimly smiled, sipping cautiously on his black coffee. "Reno, Where's Cloud at, I didn't see him when I got up to get ready for school." Said Roxas, who was in the refrigerator of their kitchen looking for something to make for his lunch. He HATED school lunches. They are putrid, repulsive and gag-worthy. He couldn't understand how students ate that organic shit. It was plain nasty.
Reno sighed, placing his hand compassionately on his rounding stomach and glanced up nonchalantly at the fraternal twins and their cousin Naminé, who was drawing compassionately in her elite sketchbook her cousin sent from Finland. "Work, isn't that where he usually is at?" The rest of the breakfast was in silence, since no one wanted to talk and Rosso came over for several minutes. She ended up giving them a ride to school, since she redundantly told Reno he needed to rest. That was a long morning, in Roxas opinion.
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Genesis abruptly awoke from the comfortable slumber he drifted into the night before, in the guest room Zack thoughtfully lend to him. Genesis rubbed his eyes, slowly getting up from the comfortable Queen-sized bed and made his way down the staircase and hopefully can get something in his system.
Zack snuggled gently by Aerith's waistline, nuzzling her lukewarm neck and playfully shoved each other, ending with a passionate kiss and courtesy of Zack, a playful slap to the ass, not noticing Genesis standing by the doorway. Both giggled blithely, embracing each other tightly and intertwined in another passionate, but a longer kiss than before.
Genesis rolled his eyes in desperation, but the kiss and the compassion they displayed for the other panged in his heart. They were actually in love and not the pitiful shit that Sephiroth gave to him, because he bore him a son. Sephiroth didn't actually adore him nor did he love him, hell, he practically dreaded being around him, but something in his heart told him to stay, not for him and not for the love he harbored in his heart, but for Kadaj and to demonstrate what a true family should be. A true dysfunctional family is what he presented, though. Its hurt, but not like the emotional hurting that burned in his heart. The words Sephiroth lashed at him repetitively ran through his head like broken record that shouldn't have been made. Tears brimmed in the corner of his glassy hazel eyes, minored stinging his eyes with hot tears ready to spill.
Zack and Aerith noticed how Genesis stared at his feet, the way he glimpsed down when something was upsetting him, rather than talk of his feelings. He was palpable in deep and centering thoughts about his current situation. Zack's eyebrow arose. Aerith waved him goodbye as she rushed out of the door, not wanting to be late for her job. Her job meant a lot to her, since she couldn't have children and she was always surrounded by children in need of her help, especially her godchild, Kadaj, that sweet and adorable godchild of hers. Zack turned around, ready to walk where his best friend was, but Genesis was already heading out the door, his eyes narrowing sadness. Without a doubt, he was missing Sephiroth crazy, it was obvious in his glistering hazel eyes that he was. He couldn't deny that fact.
"M-moor-morning! I was just…he-heading for a walk, so don't wait up. I'll be back much later. Bye, Zack. See you around, Aerith."
Genesis strolled through the neighborhood in his favorite and most comfortable snubbed graphic tee that didn't cling so easily to his soft stomach and flannel red pajama pants that were baggy enough to make him feel at ease. After all, he needed all the coziness he can get, because before he knew it, his stomach would burgeon and he won't be as easygoing as he usually is. The outfit he chose to leave the Fair household with wasn't the best, but he needed to get out of the Fair household and retain his happiness on his own. He knew he couldn't be worrying the people around him with him being cooped up within his depression and his centered thoughts. It wasn't appropriate or welcoming to do so, after all, Zack and Aerith welcomed him in opening arms and sought for him to stay with them, knowing all about Sephiroth's tendencies to become violent toward him and Kadaj. That's the main reason why they wanted him with them; to make sure him and his unborn child are secure from harms way.
Genesis sighed overwhelmingly, kicking a can nearest to his burgundy Converses as he came across a gang of children passing by him with their attentions facing each other, laughing gaily while teasingly tagged each other and ran tracks around other residents coming from stores. The site made a smile crept on his lips and his hand absentmindedly rested on top of his smooth stomach, not removing his hand until he strolled into their hangout and the place where Genesis escaped his reality and the place he knew that children could stay children- the park; the one idealistic place where children didn't have to obey polices and didn't have to grow up to fast.
Genesis strolled into the park's not so crowded place, heading for where everything started, the swings. Genesis sat down and closed his eyes shut, kicking his feet back and forth, not expecting any motioning to occur, reminiscent of the forsaken memories of the past that would never see the light or what has became of him in the future. He really hated himself at that point, not fully understanding the true meaning of happiness. Genesis closed his eyes tighter, recalling the times when everything was the light in his darkness. The times where Sephiroth actually cared and love him with every piece of him, not the brute that beats their own son. That's not the Sephiroth he knew. He knew the wind blowing through his auburn hair wasn't mean to help, but to make him rethink of everything he has done with everyone…even with Zack. He knew Zack would always be his support system, but he knew he wouldn't be there forever. Genesis wanted to cry, his eyes burned of hot tears threatening to overflow. He couldn't understand what he had done wrong to get so much…much shit happen to him all in a few years. He didn't comprehend the reason his parents disowned him after he became pregnant with Kadaj, given that he was a degrading their family name. Or the reasons the only remaining friends he still stood in touch with still stood around and helped him all this time. He didn't deserve nothing handed to him on a silver spoon. He had lied. He had cheated. He had stole, but he had given something back. Genesis couldn't hide the truth from her forever, he had to come out and face reality. If Kadaj and his daughter hated him…then he will take it as it is. He would cherish the moments and collect the memories to mind.
Genesis just couldn't fathom the ideas of wanting another in life or to replace the man he has loved for so long, but was it the case…
Genesis shook his head in allude to the flashbacks of the light of the past and the murkiness clinging tightly to the contemporary time. He use to love, he use to be devoted, he use to be everything everyone had wanted, but that all went out the window when he told everyone closest to him- he was expecting. The reaction on everyone, but Sephiroth's face was appalling, he couldn't bare another minute of it. They belittled him of being a common street rat and they ridiculed him, condemning him of being a whore how spread him legs for the hell-of-it; not for love. He did both, love and lust. But that wouldn't have gotten him far. He remembered the reaction of Sephiroth when he had first told him, (Though, Zack and Cloud were the first to know about what was happening) his face articulated excitement, gracefulness and affectionate. Genesis abide to his every means, bending to his will and for what…Sephiroth betraying him by sleeping with Cloud and him betraying Sephiroth by sleeping with his best friend, out of stress and feeling deprived. Yesterday's reaction made Genesis want to curl up in a ball and die somewhere. His face contorted abhorrence, disgust and worse of all, unloving. He knew his life was beginning to spiral. He knew it for as long as he could remember.
He somberly closed his eyes shut. "Do you need a push, so you can sore into the sky where the angels fly? Because, you're my archangel and angels deserve to feel on top of the world, don't they?" The silky, mellifluous voice asked. Genesis nodded non-dissidently, clutching the bars supporting the swing tightly. He felt his body arise and fall and the swing caressing his auburn locks. His eyes yearned for a peek, a quick and simple peek, but his body obliged to the soothing pace of the motioning swing pushing back and forth. Genesis had felt as though he could fly; his broken wings had been enhanced and he could take on the world. Genesis felt himself up high on the swing, his right eye peeked open and immediately his hopes withered away as did his wings. He wasn't soaring into the cerulean skies of the town, no he was being playfully pushed by the two people always by his side whenever he was in any situation; Zachary Fair and Aerith Gainsborough, taking turns pushing him as high as they could.
Aerith smiled, giggling warmheartedly as she pushed him again. "Awww, Gen', we both knew you would end up here, like usual. You are never surprising."
Zack smiled his caring grin, pushing Genesis on the swing higher than Aerith. "Say, you want to hang around here for a while, like the good ole times where everything was possible."
Genesis couldn't believe his ears. "But Zack, Aerith…Wha-What about…your j-jobs?"
Zack grinned from ear-to-ear, latching his arm around Aerith's shoulders, laughing haughtily as he gave Genesis another push, farther than the last two. "Don't worry about that, Genesis. Friends are more important than work. I simply faked it and told my boss that I wasn't feeling too well and that I'll be in the job in three days." Genesis' face lost its color, triggering laughter from Aerith, who looked back at Zack. "Don't worry, Genesis, this is why we have been your friends for the longest. Plus, I have a day off, anyways. So, what do you say, do want to hang out here for a bit and grab a slice of Pizza, like old sakes? Then, we can play around! I want to play around with Zachy-kun and Hikari!"
A prominent smile crept on his lips, embracing the gradual feelings surrounding in his mind. "Just like the old time and the tirade that went through as we grew up. Thanks you guys, you're the best friends anyone could ever have. I'd probably be dead if you two weren't around. it's a damn same we grew apart for this long."
Both smiled, reassuring Genesis everything was fine. Nothing was going to change between them. "That's what friends are for, you out of all people should know that by now!" Both replied in unison. They had that exact habit that Genesis could never forget or want to forget, seeing as though it was the same exact meaning that brought them all together for a reason. Genesis would only hope that they wouldn't be leaving him anytime soon, seeing as though these days that they are his support and his reason to not eradicate himself in sadism. Genesis closed his eyes again, leaning back and falling into a flimsy wave of memories.
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Marluxia smiled halfheartedly. Saïx lifted his arm and began planted sweet and somberly inducing kisses, trailing up his arm until he got to Marluxia's neck. That's where X marks the spot. Marluxia and Saïx were kissing, using their tongues as their kisses grew deeper and more throaty. They didn't bother in covering up their relationship, one bit. Saïx pinned Marluxia licentiously against the locker nearest their intertwining bodies, lifting his left leg up and showered him in gentle and solemn kisses. Marluxia threw his head back and moaned, feeling the bluenette groping his ass once Marluxia shoved him by the wall. Their breathing hitched, sensing someone was ambling on their peace and their quiet time.
Vexen strolled up the stairs somberly, proceeding to his locker farthest away from the cafeteria, but when he opened the corridor to the second floor, his body halted and his heart skipped a beat. Saïx and Marluxia were making out, on the locker without the concern in the world. They were the newest item, now? Why didn't his best friend tell him this, not that he wasn't going to be happy for them anyways. Vexen's lips tugged an unsuspected frown, walking past the couple making out, quickly unlocking his combination lock to his lock and replaced his books with what he required for his next class. Vexen made his way to the cafeteria perturbingly, ignoring all his thoughts clouding up his optimistic view. Marluxia knew Vexen had brushed by, shutting his eyes closely as he moaned, wanting to forget the way Vexen looked.
"Ionez." Ionez Rosenkrantz-Zimmermann-Baalastine sat collectively in his seat, nibbling aberrantly on a ham, cheese, bologna, and turkey ham sandwich, glanced up at the monotone voice, blinking numerous times when he saw Vexen standing above him. "Aw~! Vexen-kun! Did you call me, or was it my imagination?"
"Is Marluxia going out with- Saïx? Or are their friendly playing around just an act?"
Axel's face dropped, ultimately dropping his honey bun he was eating onto the ground. "What the fuck?! The blue, indigo or whatever hair color he has douche bag and Marly-chan? Damn, that's kind of…a fucked up thing…"
Ionez sighed heavily, looking back at Axel and the others sitting collectively at lunchroom table they always reside at when they have their joined lunch period. "Hate to break it you and everyone else, but yeah, they are officially together. Which sucks, because-I WANT MARLY BACK! But…yeah…I saw him with the indigo douche bag while I was going to Zexion's house yesterday and- HEY! Xemnas, you prick, stop mocking me in a fucking dumb manner- I'M NOT DUMB! Demy, gimme maa chips, bitch! Get your own, their a dollar you know and mine!" Xemnas rolled his eyes leisurely, not tolerant for misbehaving idiocy. Xemnas placed a hand on the 15th member of the Organization, knowing Ionez's mouth has always gotten him into fervent water. "You know, Ionez-Gaki, you shouldn't be making fun of other members, when you have your own flaws."
Oh, yes, The Organization XV. The meanest of the mean resided in the group, with the only death glares and brusque demeanors that makes them get anything in their will. They made people terrified of them. (Xemnas; Xigbar- though he is another school; Xaldin; Vexen- he scares people, so they stay away from him; Lexaeus- only because he's big, but he wouldn't belittle someone; Zexion- he only scares people through his death glares and if they are lucky, by the way he looks; Saïx; Axel; Demyx-He's just dumb, He doesn't scare people on how he looks, he scares them on how stupid he is capable of being; Luxord; Marluxia- only when he's upset; Larxene; Roxas- whenever he's in his pissy/don't-mess-with-me mode; Xion- same thing, don't mess with her on her worst days; Ionez- he's one of the nicest members, but when pestered or angered, he's one of the meanest around.) They play vindictive pranks on people, for the fun of it. They aren't the best people to fuck around with, unless you have a intrusive death wish, and of course, they have sex. A lot.
Vexen sighed heavily and shrunk into the cafeteria chair with Marluxia and Saïx entering the cafeteria with egoistic smiles playing on their lips and Marluxia hiding his neck in a comfortable sweater, holding hands in a boisterous and enjoyable manner. Vexen groaned indignantly, banging his head against the table. Today definitely wasn't his day, to begin with. He reluctantly found out the guys he's been crushing on for months is taken for the kill. Not only that, but by that pompous, inconsiderate and rude, indigo-haired bastard, Saïx….the stupid mother fucker who should have a limit on dating people in the Organization…
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Reno, Cloud, Rosso, Axel, Sora, Roxas, Marluxia, Ionez, Naminé, Riku and the rest of their friends sat in the Strife household, munching non-talkatively on meat-lovers pizza, one of Reno's current cravings when Sora leaned close to his ever-so taciturn twin and smiled deviously. "Just tell me~! Are you gay or are you bi-sexual, Roxas? We all know you aren't fully into women like that. You told me and Riku yourself. " The others stared ostensibly, not blinking while Roxas twitched in frustration. Naminé lend a leading hand on Roxas' shoulder, wanting to make him feel secure.
Naminé smiled warmheartedly, turning Roxas around. "We just want to know, not to be nosey and all. Roxas, out of all people, should know that we aren't going to hate you for being a certain way or having a different sexual preference than your family. No, we will never hate you. We just want to know why you're hiding your preference from us. We're yo-"
"We're your friends and we will support you no matter where life takes you!" Marluxia and Riku chimed, intervening in the conversation.
"Why put yourself down, like that for? Reno is Gay. Cloud is bi-sexual with the tendencies of having threesomes. Rosso…well the bitch is straight, but she has MANY Gay/Lesbian/Bisexual/Transsexual/Pansexual* friends. Sora/Riku are both bi-sexual with many Gay and Bi-sexual friends. Marluxia and Ionez are both Gay, but Marly was the first to come out the closet and Ionez came out two years ago. Nam's is bi-sexual as well as I am. So why hide your choice in gender? Its just a natural thing, Roxie-dear."
Roxas seethed through his teeth, mordantly glaring at Axel, his close friend and sometimes the worst person imaginable. "Its called having respect for yourself and the people around you, something you don't have, Axel Baalastine. Because the last time I checked, you're the one who was sneaking around when you were dating Mizuki, going behind her back with another person. Now, can you have respect for yourself or not?"
Axel smiled Cheshire cat-like, about to remark in a malapropos, smart-ass demeanor. "Touché, my dear Roxie. Touché. But you know we are usually here for you, except for Reno- he's being a bitch lately, so don't count on him. Roxas, all of us will accept you, even if you are gay, bi-sexual, straight, pansexual, zoophile's or whatever you want to call it- you're still considered to be molesting an animal that way, a transvestite, pregnant or a-"
Roxas gritted his teeth, before he lost it on them. "Arrrgggh! I've had ENOUGH! Fine, I'll fess up to your fan-fucking-tastic lives! I'm Gay! Are you happy now that I admitted to all of you, ARE YOU?! I HATE women, I prefer men! Do you have to put it simpler terms or do I have reach out and slap you to get you to understand it all too well." Everyone gaped at the sandy haired Strife sitting aberrantly, usually sitting in a slapdash manner, but today wasn't the day to even bother. Ionez almost choked on a piece of cheese from his pizza, falling to the floor in agony as no one noticed. Rosso's eyebrow arose auspicial, knowing this confessional was going come sooner or later. A smirk crept on her boisterously pouty lips. Marluxia excitedly jumped off his chair and literally glomped Roxas, nearly strangling him as he embraced him tightly.
"I knew it, I knew it, I knew it. I KNEW IT!"
Axel blinked numerous times before it the confession actually fathomed in his mind. A devious smile played on Axel's lips, slowly licking his lips as he indulged himself in another bite of meat lover's pizza and stared at the other silenced people. The rest of dinner would be silent, with the sudden confession Roxas told of. Axel could only smile, reassuring himself that he would only come to his senses. The Right way.
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A/N : Pansexual is a sexual orientation characterized by the potential for aesthetic attraction, romantic love, or sexual desire for people, regardless of their gender identity or biological sex
I hope it turned out good…as I hoped. Please review! And for the constant people who review, you make this story awesome!!!
