Sinfully Pure

Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts…or eggs, trampolines, tramps (for I am not a pimp), the Hope Diamond, Chuck Huber (future husband), Greg Ayres (Jesus and also future husband if things with Chuck don't work, damn wife of his…), Vic (God), and Roy Mustang, who is not going to make an appearance in this story. I will, in fact, one day own two clubs, Erotic Position and Betwixt and Between. I've had this planned for quite sometime. Thank you.

Warning: This fic contains yaoi. I think that you know this though… so why the fuck am I telling you?

A/N: This is where the plot begins to get a little wacky, but stay with me. I'll help you along.

Chapter 9: The Discovery

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-"If you do not wish to see a fool, you must first break your mirror."-

(Unknown)

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"C'mon, you guys! Stop dawdling and get your asses in gear!" Rikku yelled to Tidus and Sora as the two slowly made their way up to Betwixt and Between's entrance. Tidus was embarrassed. Yuna and the other girls had stripped him of his normal clothes in exchange for a pair of black and red Tripp pants with more straps and chains than he could count and a black tee-shirt with red lettering that read, "I'm really easy to get along with once you people learn to worship me". They had tipped his hair black and smeared black kohl on his eyes. In addition, they had painted his fingernails a sparkly black color. But it was all worth it to see Yuna in the outfit she was wearing. Rikku had picked out a blood red minidress with a black fleur-del-is design on it. She wore ripped black stockings and a pair of stiletto heels. Rikku, herself, wore black leather pants and a black leather halter, slashed down the middle so that her cleavage was showing. Paine wore the same kind of clothes she wore everyday. Selphie had skipped out, he mom was sick and she had to baby-sit her little sister and brother.

"Rikku, settle down. We can't make a scene." Paine said. She had gone back and linked arms with Sora and was hurrying him towards the doors. "Alright, I have connections with the bouncer so we can get in no problem. Sora, are you ready? Cause once you go in, you can't back out." Sora nodded and flipped some of the false tresses over his shoulder nervously. Paine, him and the other walked past the line, ignoring the complaints of those who were waiting. Paine spoke with the bouncer for a moment before motioning the others inside. Inside was a mass of dancing bodies, flashing lights, and the smell of liquor and cigarettes. Sora and Tidus looked around in awe. It was amazing. Yuna tapped Sora on the shoulder and pointed. Across the room, leaning against the wall in a corner, watching the excitement was Riku. Sora shuddered but regained composure as Tidus and Yuna dragged him to a table. He sat down and stared at the wood that had been carved into and scarred by cigarettes.

"Well, at least we know he's here." Sora said, smiling slightly. He ran a hand through his hair only to end up getting it slapped by Paine. "Sorry."

"Alright, I want to make this clear. You guys will be dancing. I don't care if you whine and complain, Sora, but you will dance. We didn't dress you up to have you sit there. Got it?" Paine told him sternly. Sora nodded fearfully.

"But who am I going to dance with Paine?" He asked, meekly. At this Paine smiled evilly.

"Oh my dear sweet innocent Sora. Here you have no worries about something as trivial as finding a dance partner. There will always be someone to dance with here. But at first, you can dance with me." She replied. The silver-haired girl stood and grabbed Sora's hand. "And the is no better time to start than now!" Sora allowed himself to be dragged to the dance floor by his friend. When they reached a (barely) open space among the throng, Paine faced the younger boy. Sora looked uncomfortable and boy, he was. Hands were brushing him everywhere, some copping a feel along the way. Paine smiled. "Just ignore it. You need to lighten up, kiddo." And with that, Paine began to dance, raising her hands in the air and letting her hips move in time with the music. Sora mimicked what she was doing, their fingertips touching over their heads. Not to soon after the next song began, he felt hands on his hips and another body moving in time with him. One look at Paine's surprised face before she was pulled away by a guy with a purple mohawk and Sora felt a twinge of fear about who was behind him. He took the opportunity when the song ended to turn around. His fears were confirmed when he saw silver hair, aquamarine eyes and translucent skin. Riku smirked at the (what he thought) girl's surprised expression.

"Well hello." He said. Sora blushed and turned his head to the side. With his head turned, he looked around desperately around for Paine or the others but could spot any of them in the mass of people in the club. Sora felt Riku's hands on his hips. The younger boy pushed the silver-haired male's hands away and tried to escape into the crowd, but Riku grabbed his wrist before he got very far. "Hey what are you doing?" Riku asked amused. "So you can dance with a guy you can't see but can't dance with a guy you can?" Sora didn't answer, fearing his voice would give him away. He, instead, stared at Riku. Riku stared back at him. Those eyes, those brilliant sapphire blue eyes. He knew them from somewhere but he couldn't place it. It wasn't until he saw apparent fear reflected in those eyes did he fully recognize them.

"Sora…?" He said quietly. Sora's eyes went wide and he ripped his arm away from the taller male. He bolted away from Riku, smashing into people. Riku followed in suit. Sora soon found himself trapped between a wall and Riku himself. The silver-haired boy smirked down at his cross-dressing target. He twisted a strand of false hair around his finger. "Well, Sora, you are full of surprises. I never would expect a little church boy like you to be in a club like this. And dressed as a woman no less. Not that you don't make a beautiful woman." Riku moved slightly closer and Sora pressed himself further against the wall. "Are you afraid of me, Sora?"

"N-n-no!" Sora stuttered.

"Not very convincing." Riku nearly purred. He leaned so that his lips were near Sora's ear. "Are you gay, church boy? Do you like it from behind?" Sora's eyes became wider still and he blushed, shaking his head furiously. "You're still not convincing me. Okay, let me ask you another question. Are you a virgin?"

"Why are you asking these things? Stop! Get away from me!" Sora yelped. Riku only moved closer.

"How far does your innocence run, Sora? Why the daily visits to the church? Some dark secret to amend for? Some unforgivable sin? You're just wasting your life away. Come with me and I'll show you wonders." Riku said. The blue-eyed boy shook his head vehemently.

"I don't want to see anything you have to show me! Why are you following me? What do you want?" He asked, more than a little unnerved. Riku shrugged.

"I don't know. Something to do, I guess. But do you know what I want to do now?" When Sora didn't answer, Riku smiled. "I take your silence as a no. I want to do this…" He finished the sentence by pressing his lips against Sora's full ones. The shorter male gasped in surprise. The silver-haired boy forced his tongue into the younger's mouth, wrapping an arm around his waist and pulling him closer. Riku was about to go a bit further but a hand tapping on his shoulder interrupted him. Riku spun around, severely pissed. Demyx, the one who had tapped him, winced under his burning glare.

"Damn, Saix. I told you he was busy." He said to the taller, blue-haired male standing next to him. Saix sighed and shook his head.

"Who cares? We have a bigger problem. Riku, something is wrong with Axel." He reported. Riku shrugged.

"So? There is always something wrong with Axel. What makes a difference now? Go find Roxas. He'll make whatever problem Axel is having disappear the instant he steps in the room." He replied before turning back to Sora.

"Yeah, that would be the case, if we could find Roxas. And you really need to get back there. He's really in a bad way. He's like catatonic or something. All he's done is mumble something under his breath over and over. Even me singing couldn't snap him out of it." Demyx exclaimed. Riku sighed.

"Alright, but if you guys are exaggerating, I'm gonna kill you…" Riku replied, lowly. "Demyx, keep an eye on this one. I don't want 'her' disappearing." He indicated Sora, who was still in a state of shock. Demyx saluted and Riku followed Saix to the back. Axel was on the floor; face pale, back against the wall, his lips forming the same word over and over again. Riku knelt next to him.

"He's been like that for about an hour now." Saix said. "It's bit unnerving." Riku ignored him.

"Axel." He called, shaking his friend's shoulder. "C'mon Axel, man. Snap out of it!" Axel didn't even blink. Riku growled and punched him in the face. The red head fell over and let out a soft groan. "What the fuck is the matter with you, man?" Axel sat up and looked around.

"Huh?" He asked, noticing Riku's concerned and angry face. The silver-haired teen hit him again for good measure.

"I just left a really hot girl to see what was with you. What the fuck is wrong?!" He yelled. Axel frowned.

"I don't wanna talk about it." He said. Riku's eyes flared.

"I just came in here to found you on the floor in the worst state possible (for you, at least) and now you want to tell me you don't want to talk about it?!" He shrieked. ""Do I have to find Roxas to get you to talk?" Axel flinched and Riku calmed considerably. "Did you two have a fight?" Axel shook his head and stood.

"I'm going home. I need some sleep." He said and, without paying attention to anything Saix and Riku yelled at him, walked out through the emergency fire exit. Riku sighed and slumped into a chair.

"I don't understand him. I swear if Roxas wasn't around we wouldn't know what he's thinking of half the time." He queried, staring at the ceiling. "Hey, go tell Demyx to bring that girl in here." No sooner was it said, Demyx was dragging Sora into the room. Riku grabbed his arm and motioned for Demyx and Saix to leave. Sora heard the definite click, telling him that they had locked the door. The teen looked from the hand on his arm to Riku's face.

"Please let me leave." He pleaded quietly. Riku sneered at him.

"Only if you make it worth my while." He replied. Sora winced. Riku ran his hand through Sora's hair. "So why are you dressed this way?"

"I'm not telling the likes of you!" Sora chided.

"Hmph. Trying to impress your boyfriend?" The silver-haired teen asked.

"I don't have a boyfriend. I'm not gay!"

"Could've fooled me! You didn't seem to mind when I kissed you." Sora blushed.

"I did mind! I've never been kissed like that before!" He yelled angrily. At Riku's smirked, his blush deepened.

"Well then… let me show you something better." The older male shoved his smaller companion on to the small couch and loomed over him. 'I know that I shouldn't be doing this but… I can't help myself. He's so adorable, so pure and innocent. I want so badly to taint him. I want to be the one who destroys that innocence, not Ansem!' Riku's eyes widened at his thoughts. Such blasphemous thoughts! He could be punished for thinking such things.

"Ri-Riku… what are you doing?" Sora's timid voice came through his thoughts. Riku blinked a few times before his evil smirk returned. He reached down and ran a hand down Sora's thigh. Sora gasped. "Wha-what are you doing?!" He repeated. Riku grasped his face by the chin and kissed him roughly. While he was occupied with Sora's mouth, one hand crept up his skirt. Sora squealed, bit down on the tongue invading his mouth and pushed Riku away. He leapt off of the couch and ran for the fire exit. He had made it out the door and into the alley when a hand grabbed the shirt he was wearing. The shirt ripped, along with the back of the corset and Sora fell forward, hitting his head.

"What the…?" Riku said, staring at the other boy's back. On his back, were two tattoos. Both were beautiful intricately designed white wings… the unnerving part of the tattoos was that the wings were made to be stained in blood. The tattoos looked as if they were about to pop out of Sora's back. The younger teen realized the cause of Riku's shoulders and grasped his shoulders.

"No! NO! Don't look at them! Don't look at these fore damnable things!" He screamed. The distraught boy broke into sobs, leaning his head against the wall of the alley. Riku approached him slowly and knelt by his side. He ran his fingers lightly over the tattoos. Sora's sobs subsided a bit as if Riku's actions were comforting. Riku pulled the crying boy to him and let the boy sob against his chest. It wasn't like him to comfort people but something about the boy made him want to.

"Sssh…" Riku whispered, stroking Sora's hair. "Just calm down."

"You didn't have to rip my shirt off. And you shouldn't touch them. They still hurt." The smaller boy whimpered. Riku gently massaged the tattoos and heard Sora let out a small moan. The small sobs slowly stopped and soon Sora was just clinging to Riku, who himself was feeling as if he could never let him go. He lifted Sora's face to look him in the eyes. Tears still lingered at the edges of the younger boy's sapphire blue eyes. Riku brushed the tears away with his thumb. Sora bit his lip and looked away. Riku smiled, not a smirk, but an actual smile. He bent over slightly and pressed his lips gently against Sora's. The brunette's eyes slipped shut. He clasped Riku's shoulders and pulled himself closer. Riku was surprised. He hadn't expected Sora to respond. The older teen pulled back.

"We can't do this." Riku said. Sora nodded. "Those tattoos… on your back… when did you get them? They look new. And why did you call them hideous? They're the most beautiful things I've ever seen." Sora shook his head.

"No, they aren't. They hurt all the time and I hate them. I…I…I" He trailed off. Riku didn't bother pressing the matter. "I need to go." Sora stood shakily. He looked at the ripped fabric on the ground and frowned. "I can't go back looking like this. Too many questions will be asked." Riku pulled off his trench coat and placed it on Sora's shoulders.

"I'm going to come back for that." He said, looking in to the distance. "So don't ruin it, okay?" Sora nodded.

"Thank you, Riku." Riku glanced at him. Those blue eyes were luminous in the moonlight. He couldn't help himself. The brunette found himself trapped in a hungry kiss. Sora knew what he was doing was wrong, forbidden, something that no one, not even his closest friends, would ever suspect him of doing. It just felt so right, the way that Riku's cool fingers felt, gently touching his tattoos. It soothed away the burning pain. Riku slowly broke the kiss but kept Sora in his arms. He couldn't give this boy to Ansem. It would be wrong, Sora was too fragile, and Ansem would break him too easily. His emotions were mixed, torn between his loyalty and dedication to Ansem and this strange urge to protect Sora. Riku released the other boy.

"Go before I do something I regret." He ordered. "This doesn't change what I need to do. Sorry." The silver-haired teen turned his back on the other. Sora clutched the coat tighter around him and ran for the front of the club. Riku growled and slammed his fist against the dumpster in the alley. "Damnit, it isn't supposed to work like this. I can't develop feelings for him. Lord Ansem's wishes come first. I won't be abandoned again." Riku sighed and wished that he felt that same power in those words that he had felt before. He returned to the building, where Demyx was waiting for him. Out in front of the club, Sora reached his hand inside the pocket of the trench. His finger touched something some cool and hard. He grasped it and pulled it out. In his hand he held a silver crown on a chain.

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A/N: Well, another chapter… I'm soooo tired. I'm running on coffee and medication. But the story is progressing nicely. The next chapter shall be an angsty one. But as a side note on Sora and Paine's relationship, Paine is like a big sister to Sora since his older brother is always busy. Alright, R&R!!! Luv ya!!!