My Fatal Reality
About the story – Yea, I don't know why, but somehow I found myself writing a new fiction about Kingdom Hearts. The pairings are RikuxSora?xSora, and many more. So if you don't like shounen-ai/yaoi, please don't read any further. Bad grammar, angst, Sora- torturing, angst, dark themes, angst and of course, boy loving another boy Oh yeah, and did I mention angst? This was first supposed to be DNAngel fic... But… I feel like writing KH stuff ;P
Oh yeah, also mild Kairi-bashing.
Disclaimer – I do not own Kingdom Hearts.
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Chapter 09 – Fireflies
After a while, Sora realized that he was holding hands with Riku, their fingers loosely entwined. The shorter one's cheeks' color deepened from pinkish to the deepest shade of red. With crimson-colored face, he looked up at his companion, who didn't even seem to notice, or more likely, ignored, the fact that their palms brushed against each other.
Luca nearly fell on the ground, because of Sora's trembling hands. However, Riku decided to ignore the shakiness too, just kept walking and leading Sora towards an unknown direction.
"R-Riku…" Sora managed to mumble, trying his best to hide the blush, which covered his face, "…W-where…. Where are we g-going?"
The silver-haired boy looked up at the sky and saw millions of starts twinkling in it. It wasn't too late, but because of the autumn, it got dark early. After glancing at the sky above him, he looked at Sora, "…Just somewhere where we can talk. We… really need to talk this through."
Sora blinked few times, before nodding his head awkwardly.
Eventually, the two of them came to and edge of a large field. The long grass waved gently with the autumn breeze. Few fireflies flew right above the green scenery, beautifully shining in the darkness. Sora looked around a little bit more and saw a small pond in the middle of the grass fields.
How come he had never before seen a place like this, even though he had always lived here?
"Wow…" Sora gasped. It was really beautiful… and peaceful.
"C'mon…" Riku smirked, and started to pull Sora towards the pond. The grass was a little bit wet, but neither one of them cared. The brunette kept his eyes at the ground, smiling a little, a really cute blush on his cheeks all the time. It wasn't so bright anymore, but it was there nevertheless.
Riku stopped right in front of the small pond and sat down, pulling Sora next to him. The shorter one yelped a little, as he fell on the grass. He lied on his back, the grass tickling his face, before he decided to straighten his back and place Luca sit next to him.
"Y-you wanted t-to talk about s-something?" Sora mumbled nervously.
Riku chuckled, "We have all night to talk… So there's no need to rush." He said, looking at a firefly, which flew past him.
Sora nodded his head and bit his fingernails nervously. Then he hugged his knees and let his eyes wander freely around the beautiful grassy field, which seemed to continue to the end of the word. The place was really romantic, though Sora wasn't sure what that word meant… but he thought that this probably was something they call 'romantic'.
"Sora… I really need to know…" Riku said, never looking at the boy, who was sitting right next to him, "…How do you really feel about me?"
Sora blushed slightly. What he was supposed to tell him? That his Shadow told him not to be with him? To Riku, it would probably make no sense… but he could always try to tell him something…
"I… Well, I like you…" Sora started, trying to find his voice again, "…I-I mean I like you really really much."
Riku lifted his eyebrow and leaned a little bit closer to Sora, "…Then why did you tell me that you don't like me at all?" his voice sounded as puzzled as his expression was.
Sora wanted to tell him what really kept him keeping these feelings inside of him. But he just couldn't… He wanted to scream for help from his savior, but he knew that even Riku wouldn't be able to chase away these nightmares that surrounded him everytime he was alone.
"I was afraid." Sora replied after thinking for a while. It was the truth really, though he wasn't telling the details. He just hoped that Riku wouldn't ask-…
"Why?"
The brunette sighed. Great, just great… "…Because…" he paused. Sora frowned, and a small pout came to his features, "…Because I've never been… with… a boy… well I-I've never b-been with a girl e-either so… ah… I don't know…"
Riku blinked few times. He fell quiet for a while, before bursting out into heavy and relieved laughs. He slammed his palm on his forehead, lying on his back on the grassy field, "That's it? You're afraid?"
Sora blushed a little bit more and his pout grew harder, but the frown vanished completely, "W-what's so funny?"
"Nothing." Riku gasped for air, trying to stop his laughing, but it was rather hard. No, he didn't laugh because he found the situation funny, but because of relief. For a while he had actually thought that Sora hated him and it was all over for good.
Sora narrowed his eyes, and looked away, folding his arms above his chest.
"Aww, don't get mad." Riku purred, not afraid to openly flirt with Sora anymore, "I'm just… let's say, relieved."
Sora smiled a little, and looked at Luca. I wish he knew the real reason… He sighed, and leaned his head on his palms, "…And… so what if I hated you? It'd be probably better that way. You know…" he said, without even knowing what he was trying to say, "…No one likes me, and if they see us together, they'll end up hating you too."
The silver-haired teen stared at Sora, who inhaled a deep breath and looked like he regretted those things he had just said. Riku knew that the smaller male was right. But being away from Sora had proven him how much he really cared about the other one. He was positive that he was ready to go through hell for Sora.
"I don't care."
Sora's eyes widened and he looked at Riku, "…E-excuse me?"
"I said I don't care." Riku said confidently, "As long as I'm with you everything's alright."
Sora opened his mouth to protest, but before he could say anything, Riku grabbed his collar and pulled him towards him, until their lips met. The brunette's mind screamed him to pull away, that he didn't want to face the Shadow later today, but his body didn't feel like obeying.
Riku pulled away, before Sora could get used to the kiss.
"R-Riku… I…" Sora looked down, trying to avoid the other one's grinning face. He looked at Luca and said, "L-Luca said he's too young too see this kinds of things…"
Riku pushed Sora on the ground, bending above him and leaned so close to Sora that their noses were touching, "…Then maybe Luca should close his eyes…"
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Sephiroth walked to Sora's room, opening the door quietly. He stepped into the dark room, not even bothering to try to find the light switch. With slow paces he approached his son's bed and frowned as he found it empty.
"Where could he be?" He asked out loud, looking around the room, but Sora was nowhere to be seen. His frown grew even deeper, as he started to walk towards the bathroom.
Cursing he slammed his balled fist on the wall. Where could Sora be? It wasn't like him to sneak out of the house… But then again, Sephiroth couldn't tell if Sora did it often, since he never really cared what his son did. Still, he would have never guessed that the brunette boy would actually sneak out of the house.
Sephiroth ran his hand through his long hair. It was no point to get all worked up over nothing. He would show definitely deal with Sora later. A satisfied smile came to his features. He would absolutely teach Sora a lesson he would never forget.
He turned around and walked out of Sora's room and heading towards downstairs. The whole house was oddly quiet. It was probably because all of the servants had already left to their homes/rooms. Never before the silence had bothered Sephiroth, that's why he frowned deeply.
When Aerith had still been alive, there was never quiet in the house. She made sure that there were always life and action in the mansion, which sometimes drove Sephiroth crazy. He preferred calmness and tranquility.
He gritted his teeth suddenly. Filthy little woman… how could he even let his mind wander that freely and return to think about the happy memories when they still had been a 'happy family'. Sephiroth snorted. Yeah, really happy family… when neither one of his sons appeared to be his.
Well, he wasn't sure if Sora was his flesh and blood or not. And nor he did care. Sephiroth walked into his room, which was large and full of blood-red decorations.
The only thing he desired at the moment was revenge.
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It was nearing the midnight, as Riku finally snapped out of his thoughts. He looked at Sora, who seemed to have fallen asleep next to him, his head buried in Luca's stomach. The silver-haired boy smiled at the sight.
There was no way he could wake Sora up. He looked just way too adorable when he slept. So innocent and pure. Like the evilness would have never even touched his beautiful soul. Riku's smile grew even wider, when he heard the smaller male mumble something about pancakes and butterflies.
Riku stared at the sleeping beauty for a while longer, before shaking his head. He knew that he couldn't possibly wake the brunette teen up. Slowly, he snaked his arms around Sora's neck and under his knees. He inhaled a deep breath, as he lifted the smaller boy up, rather surprised to find how light he really was.
The silver-haired boy just shrugged, somehow managing to pick up Luca also and place it rest on the sleeping boy's chest. Sora nuzzled his nose on Riku's shirt and mumbling something again, "…F-father… wh… mm… mom…?… R-riku…"
Riku frowned a little, as he heard Sora mumbling his name. The brunette's body tensed and a pained grimace came to his face.
"Sh… Shadow… P-please d-don't… s-stop…"
The silver-haired boy thought about waking Sora up, but suddenly he relaxed again and started snoring. Riku blinked his aquamarine eyes few times before chuckling. What was that
He reached Sora's house eventually. But when he was standing behind the long brick fence, he frowned. How the hell he was supposed to climb over it now that he was carrying Sora? And even if he could climb it up, there was no way he'd be able to get back to Sora's room.
Riku shook his head in defeat. He guessed that he had no choice but to take Sora to his place… and face Zexion and his stupid questions. He groaned a little, but when he looked at the boy in his arms, the smile returned to his features. He couldn't really complain though… having someone as cute sleeping in your arms… Riku thought he was in heaven.
He mentally slapped himself. No Riku, bad Riku. It's not time for nosebleed.
The silver-haired boy continued walking, every now and then his eyes landing at Sora, who just kept snoring quietly. Riku shook his head and chuckled. He was perfect. Not perfect as the way Riku was. In the end, they were completely opposites. It's like Sora was a magnet, which drew Riku towards him.
Eventually Riku reached his home. He walked to the front door and inhaled a deep breath. He could already see Zexion's smirking face when he'd see him carrying Sora in a bridal-style.
Riku rolled his eyes. It wasn't time to think of something like that. He knocked on the door (since he didn't have his keys with him) and in mere seconds he could see his brother, who blinked his eyes at him. He looked rather sleepy, but it all vanished away when he saw the brunette resting in Riku's arms.
"Ohh…" was all Zexion could say, before slapping his hand to cover his mouth, trying to fight against giggles, "…Ah, I see, so this' Sora."
Riku growled and pushed his elder brother out of the way and walked in. He didn't understand why Zexion found this situation so amusing, but he really didn't even care. He made his way straight to his room and placed Sora on his bed. Then he kicked of his shoes and shoved them under his bed.
Sora curled up, Luca against his chest. After mumbling something again, he seemed to relax and Riku tugged the bed sheets over the brunette's small figure.
Giving Sora the one last glance, just to make sure he was fast asleep, Riku turned around and exited his room and first thing he saw was Zexion's grinning face, "…Well well. I do see now why you like him so much. He is rather adorable."
Riku closed his room's door and folded his arms above his chest, "I couldn't take him back home, that's why I brought him here. And I'd highly appreciate it if you didn't start babbling about me and about my feelings towards him." The younger silver-haired male said, running his hand through his long silvery hair.
"Ah, I wouldn't do anything like that and you know that." Zexion said, lifting his hands in front of him, "I'm just saying that he looks okay. And… Well, I'd definitely glomp him down if I knew that you were interested in him."
Riku lifted his elegant eyebrow, "…Pedophile…"
"Consider yourself lucky that I'm your brother." Zexion said, before starting to head back towards his room, yawning widely, "Just don't be too loud, I've got a workday tomorrow."
The younger male let out a low groan, which made his brother chuckle. Riku rubbed his temples and watched as the other one disappeared into his room.
What a total moron…
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Sora glanced his surroundings. Complete nothingness surrounded him. There was absolutely nothing. He looked down and saw his reflection on the floor. It was like he was standing on dark water, which somehow carried his weight, without breaking the surface.
He was alone. The loneliness bit his heart and made him fall down on his knees. He let out a small groan of pain and held his chest. It was like his heart was trying to break free, or someone was trying to pull it out of its place.
This' just a dream… Sora tried to tell himself, but the pain didn't fade. It was weird how he knew that he was dreaming, yet it all felt so real.
After a while, the pain eased a little. Sora managed to stood up again, straightening his back. He looked forward into the blackness. Suddenly a figure started to appear in front of his eyes. He frowned and narrowed his eyes, trying to see better the person.
"…Father?" Sora asked, as he saw the vision more clearly. He saw a man, whose long silver hair beautifully waved behind his back. He looked somewhat different. His eyes seemed like there was light behind them, just like in the past. Just like when Aerith had still been with them…
Suddenly the nothingness transformed into a familiar looking place. Sora glanced around, yet he couldn't recognize the new environment. It was like a long corridor, surrounded by mirrors. He looked into one of the mirrors and saw the same pale looking boy he had seen earlier through the mirror. However, this time he was replacing his own reflection.
Sora frowned and moved his hand and the death looking male in the mirror did the same. But when he looked away, he could feel the burning stare of his 'reflection'.
The brunette sidestepped over to the next mirror. This time there was a girl, just as pale as the boy in the other mirror. She looked back at Sora, her face expressionless. Sora could swear he had seen her somewhere before…
After glancing into the mirrors for a while, Sora spun his head around, so he could look at Sephiroth, "Wha-…" he opened his mouth, but closed it, as he saw his father glancing right through him. It was like he didn't exist, or was completely transparent.
"Aerith."
Sora looked over his shoulder and saw a silhouette of a woman, who was walking towards him, towards Sephiroth. The said man's features changed suddenly. The light that had been in his eyes left and now they were back to their normal, empty state.
"…Mom?" Sora asked as he stepped out of the way, as the woman walked past him, never even glancing at him.
It all happened so fast. Suddenly, the woman was just lying on the ground. Blood surrounded her body and her brown hair sprawled on the floor. Sora's mouth opened into a scream, which never came. He attempted to go to her, but his feet didn't obey his mind's commands.
Suddenly a hand grabbed Sora's shoulder and he blinked few times as he saw Riku standing there, a small smirk on his lips. That look made the brunette's knees feel weak, and he gulped loudly. The silver-haired boy just kept smirking, his other hand snaking around his waist, "Sora, are you afraid?"
That voice… it didn't sound like Riku at all. Sora rubbed his eyes and suddenly, instead of Riku, the Shadow was standing in front of him, its cold hands wrapped around his body. Sora tried to squirm away from his darkside, but couldn't.
Soon he was pinned against one of the mirrors. The Shadow's heavy breaths hit Sora's neck, while two hands roamed underneath his shirt.
"Sh… Shadow… P-please d-don't… s-stop…" Sora mumbled, trying to push the Shadow away, but he felt weak and powerless. He gripped its shoulders, but didn't have enough strength to shove the Shadow away.
The brunette looked over his Shadow's shoulder and saw Riku standing there. Behind the silver-haired man were Sephiroth, Aerith, Rinoa and Cloud. He looked at each one of them, waiting for them to do something. But they just stared blankly, as the Shadow continued to do disgusting things to him. They didn't even wince.
Sora felt his body relax suddenly. He didn't know what was going on, or why he just willingly gave up. But when he looked into Riku's eyes, all of his struggles seemed to be in vain. It all had been in vain all this time. No one could ever help him get rid of this nightmare he was living in. He was alone for eternity.
This is just a dream. Sora bit his lip, blood starting to drip down from it, Wake up Sora…Wake UP.
Sora shot up and held his chest. His breath came out in sharp gasps and he looked around. He didn't know where he was, but he was relieved that the dream was over. He placed his hand over his chest, feeling his heart beat rapidly.
That was one of the weirdest dream he had ever seen.
"Sora?"
Sora's eyes widened as he looked at the direction where his name had been called. He saw Riku standing there, concern in his features. Sora didn't know whether he was relieved or angry at the sight of the silver-haired boy. He knew that it had only been a dream, yet it still felt so real. He had no reason why he should be mad at Riku…
Riku took few awkward steps towards Sora, before kneeling in front of the bed and trying to form an eye contact with the smaller male, "What's wrong Sora? You look terrified."
Sora gulped and carefully avoided the other one's eyes, "…W-where am I?"
"In my room." Riku stated, placing his hand on Sora's shoulder and pushed him back down, "…And it's nearly midnight, which means that it's time for you to get some sleep. I'll explain everything to you later."
Sora watched as Riku stood up and turned around. But when he was about to leave the room, Sora said, "…I-I don't want explanations… just d-don't leave me alone… please…"
Riku lifted his eyebrow. Sora's voice was so begging that it was getting suspicious. But then again, why would he want to refuse an offer like that? The silver-haired boy turned back around and placed his hands on his hips, "Sora, are you sure you're still not dreaming?"
"I…" Sora said, but then blinked. He pinched his arm, and then continued, "Yes I am fully awake!"
Riku shrugged and walked back next to the bed and sat on top of it. He glanced at Sora and gave him a reassuring smile, before reaching his hand out and touching the brunette's cheek gently. This gesture made shivers run down Sora's spine, but somehow he managed to smile.
"Don't worry Sora, I'll stay here and wait till you fall asleep."
Sora let out a relieved sigh and nodded his head, "Thanks… Riku."
Riku stared at the other one, as he laid down and closed his bright blue eyes. Soon he was snoring lightly again, his chest rising and descended in a peaceful rhythm. Riku smiled and leaned towards the brunette's head. When his mouth was next to Sora's ear, he whispered, "…Don't worry, I'll be the one to chase your nightmares away."
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Roxas sighed and glanced out of a window. He just couldn't sleep. Too many thoughts crossed his mind everytime he closed his eyes. Thoughts of Axel mostly. He just couldn't understand how the redhead could be so stupid that he let someone like Kairi control his life and each of his movements. It just didn't make sense.
The blonde boy bit his lip a little and supported his weight on the windowsill. He didn't know what he should do to make Axel understand that there are people around him that care about him. Roxas sighed again and shook his head.
Roxas picked up his phone and dialled some numbers. He had to hear Axel's voice, though he didn't know why.
After a while listening loud 'beep's, Axel finally picked up, "Unh… who's this?"
"H-hi Axel, it's me." Roxas said, already regretting calling the red-haired boy in the dead of night, "…Uhh… I hope that I didn't wake you up…"
Roxas could hear Axel's groaning, "…S'okay, just tell me what's wrong and let me go back to sleep."
The blonde boy lied down on his bed and glanced up at the ceiling. He wasn't sure what he should say next, so he just mumbled, "…Well, there's nothing I wanted to say really, I just wondered how you were doing and if you were still mad at me."
There was a pause. A long pause. For a while Roxas thought that Axel had fallen back to asleep.
"Was I angry at you? Sorry, can't recall anything like that."
Roxas blinked few times, "Well… when we were talking about Kairi and… y'know…"
"I was just telling you that you know nothing of it and give it a rest. Now, if you don't have anything else to say, goodnight."
And before Roxas could say anything else, Axel had already hung up on him. The blonde frowned and threw the phone to the floor, not really caring if it broke it something. He snarled, before rolling on his stomach and buried his head on his pillows.
Axel was such an ass. He hated him. He just wanted him to die and burn in hell. He wanted to smash his head into pieces then feed his corpse to hungry wolves. He wanted to strangle him and then watch him burn in a fireplace.
…Sadly, Roxas was a poor liar. He couldn't even fool himself.
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A/N: I really don't have anything to say about this chapter. Review please.
