Hey guys, but damn! Exams are taking a lot of my time, that, and the Highwind Academy and assorted RPGs. No, I'm not a nerd. BLATANT LIE
So, here's the next chapter, a month overdue.
Riku didn't know what to expect when he sunk through the portal. He didn't really expect anything, no flashing lights, no dark, ominous chanting, no visions of a circling globe of light and a helium-mix of a voice…
Of all the things that he didn't expect, it was still kind of a shock when he landed on warm marble, surrounded by steam. He heard a few, slightly muffled thumps as the others landed in a heap, Kairi still twitching from the skin-fire that the… woman…
Prompted by the memory, the skinfire rebirthed and crawled along his fingers, making Riku clutch his hands to his chest, unknowingly allowing the fire to spread onto his sternum, peaking around his nipples as the agony grew. He curled up and screamed, his body dancing the now-familiar break of torture.
"HOLYBEJEEZUSFUCK!!" Riku recognized the voice through his suffering …
Ashe…?
After Feni had cursed her brother in the same strange language that had been spoken on T'en, and bereaving the fact that the teens had destroyed the swimming pool shifting in; the gang made their way into the manor, shrugging off curiosity from their friends and taking their rooms after Barret had treated them for their injuries. 'Should've brought Yuffie with me…' He muttered, mutinous at playing nurse.
Sora and Riku, however, still had stigmas of skinfire, and needed specialist treatment to get them off.
"Stop squirming!" Feni gave Sora's butt a playful slap, earning a dark look from Kairi as he squiggled around, trying to stop the fire from creeping down his pants. "Now hold still, and try not to breath." Her fingers circled the small spot of point-birth ("The area where the spell hits, and then re-originates." Feni remarked obnoxiously) on his back, leaving a small residue of magicka as it cancelled the spell-matrix.
"Is it gone?" Sora whimpered, drawing a chuckle from Wakka, who remembered that Sora had always been partial to pranks involving bees, and had reacted in exactly the same manner when he and Tidus had biffed an old nestcomb through his bedroom window. He turned over, exposing his bare chest to the world. Feni blinked, flushed a little, and turned away, "It's gone, put your damn shirt on!" She yelled after an awkward silence, a smile creeping slowly up her cheeks. Kairi rolled her eyes and ruffled Sora's hair, sliding her hands down his back to give him a long-overdue backrub.
"Ehhhhhhh-ohhhhhh… Feni, Guys, not to be rude, but could you…?" Sora leaned back slightly and let Kairi's fingers work their magic on his stiff flanks, biting back an unmanly giggle when her tips brushed past his sides.
"Hmph!" Feni lifted her chin and walked right through the door, slamming it as she passed the knob and gave it a jerk. She headed to Riku's room, hoping that his single status wouldn't prove to make her gag. The others drifted back to their rooms as they walked out, feeling worn out from the night's events.
"Soooo… How's my muffin?" Sora winced as she called him by his baby-name, "My big, bad Sora all sad cause widdle Riku pinched his cake slicer? Hmmm?" She giggled as he twitched, his body slowly leaning till he lay prone on his stomach, the guest bed creaking as it took their weight. Kairi pulled herself onto his thighs, straddling him as she balled her fists to work out the kinks in his spine.
"That's got nothing to do with it…" Sora gasped as his back clicked, shifting slightly to better accommodate his masseuse. "Firstly, we got trashed. That I can deal with, I mean, Larxene gave me a good whomping when… well, I can deal with that. Second, we got tortured. Don't like that much, strangely. Third, we're missing our babysitter, and knowing him, he'll charge us for the time he spends in that world when he gets back. And finally… Riku stole my damn cake slicer!" At the last outburst, Sora stretched backwards and shook his fist at the ceiling. "DAMMIT RIKU!!"
"Hey… Shush! Now let's see about the front!" Kairi patted his back, and he rolled himself over so he could see her better, his face fell when he saw her look, her lips arced in a sadistic grin as her hands fluttered up his chest. "Kairi… What are you doing?" She only put a finger to his lips and smiled, softly inching her way up his body as she leaned closer, her hips softly moving against his crotch as Sora broke out in a sweat. "Wha- Someone could come in!" He whispered frantically, not exactly aware of what was happening.
Sure, He and Kairi had been an item since he returned to the islands, but what with the compensatory schooling and readjusting to a relatively carefree life, they'd never really had a chance to be alone. His mother had nailed down the window in his room, and his father was always working from home….
They'd shared their first kiss when they were 12, bletching after they touched lips in the manner of those still obsessed with cooties. But Sora had finally worked up the courage to, as Tidus put it, 'Play the ol' arm-over' a month after his return. The resulting slap in the face had been a slight cock-blocker, to put it mildly.
They'd started trying to sneak kisses after that, here and there, but Sora had the feeling that Kairi was just toying with him..
"Hey, Sora…" Kairi purred, her lips scant centimetres from his, "… Newsflash, as of today, you're officially legal…" She closed the distance, locking lips with his, savouring his taste, teasing his lips with her tongue as she withdrew, leaving him panting with his hands gripping her legs. "Happy birthday!" she giggled as she started to slide a hand down his pants, her eyes unassuming and confident.
Her hands stopped abruptly as something thudded on the door, "Oi! Sora! Where do you reckon they keep the plasmacks?" Roxas' voice sounded from the corridor.
"What?!" Sora called back, his body jerking upwards as Kairi quickly withdrew her questing limb, what the hell were plasmacks?
"Oh, sorry!" His voice echoed from under the door, "I just can't sleep, you know how it is."
"So what you're saying… Is that Roxas…" Kairi shot back through the wood.
"Yeah…?"
"… The Roxas…"
"Yeah…?" Roxas sounded a little chirpier at the possible praise.
"… The Roxas; who, when he sleeps, makes everyone decide to stock up on earplugs and suicide pills the morning after… he cannot sleep? Jubilations!" Kairi stuck out her tongue and rolled her eyes at the boy's complaints that he didn't snore.
"Heh, Kairigimmemyshirtbeforehewalksin!" Sora whispered in a fast-paced babble as Roxas started fiddling with the doorknob.
"How do you open this thing?!" He cried through the thick timber.
Kairi waited until Sora had shrugged his top on, and then kicked the left-hand corner of the door, popping it open and smacking Roxas on the nose. The resulting shriek attracted a dozy looking Vaan (The others had gone to sleep, calling it an early night at Barret's yelling). His slicked, dirty-blond locks sprouting cow-licks as he made his way back with a coke clenched in one hand, eyes blinking a little from fatigue.
"'Sup, Rox." Vaan drawled, unconcerned that Roxas' nose was beginning to swell as the Nobody sat dazed on the floor.
"Ohmygod! Roxas!" Kairi squealed, Sora putting his hands over his ears and twisted his mouth in a pantomime of pain at the noise. Roxas waved Kairi off and stood up, staggering a bit as he walked into the room.
Vaan was taking a pull of fizzy when he caught Sora's look and laughed, the coke spurting out his nose.
"Ew!" Roxas said disgustedly as the drink splashed onto his shirt, Vaan was holding his sneezer and crying with pain as the acid worked on his sinuses, rushing back to the bathroom to wash them out.
They watched him run off, both parts amused and confused.
Roxas noticed Sora shifting around, trying to rearrange his manhood into a slightly less compromising position with his hands in his pocket.
"Did I end something?"
"And then… well, I collapsed on the door, she was still looking at me like I was some kind of… monster!" Riku cried, venting his experiences onto Feni as she dressed his back, the skinfire already dissolved.
This had become something of a habit, beginning after he admitted his thing for Naminé at her pressing after he'd left. Feni was really the only person that Riku could consider to be family. His parents, grandparents, siblings… If he had them, he didn't know them, the orphanage had decided that he was still too young to know their circumstances. Feni had become a sister figure, if nothing else.
"Did you want to become a Heartless?"
"Don't be stupid." He shot back.
"Well, I guess that's what makes you… you. You almost raped her, but you didn't. You almost killed my brother, but you didn't." Feni shrugged, in effect summing up her feelings on the matter. "What you did, Riku, is showed yourself all the things you've bottled away. You're aching after things that you can't have, dreaming of things that you'll never attain. Pardon my opinion, but you need to get laid, and soon."
"What the hell does that have to do with anything?"
"You're young, chum. Figure it out."
Riku lay back, letting Feni fuss around his room as he thought about what she meant. So, she's saying that sex is the key to all this? Whatever. Maybe to her, it is. He turned over and slumped onto the bed, his cheek sinking into the soft pillow. On the other hand, Namine is more or less what I've been obsessing over, ever since Sora and I returned... The pillow proved to be too low, so he slid another on under it and moved his chest up the bed. So that means... I have to forget about Namine. But how? His thoughts began to grow slightly muddled as the calm stars winked through the gap in the curtains, reminding him of the night he'd made the decision to travel on the middle road, the way to dawn.
Riku's eyes closed as he felt the darkness fade within him, making a silent promise to never submit, not until he had his answers. I will... be complete.
Within minutes, he was slumbering gently, clad only in his boxers on the bed, cushioned by the sheets and balmy winds easing into the room. Feni watched his lids flicker for a moment; already, the boy was dreaming. She bent over him, pulling the sheets up as she kissed his forehead with a suprising tenderness before walking out of the room.
"I hope you find her." Was all she said to his recumbent form as she closed the door behind her.
Short chapter, I know. I'm in a slump, as I've said before. Thanks to those who've reviewed, it means a lot.. It might be while until I get to the next one, though...
