Warning: M/M, Shonen-ai, yaoi
Disclaimer: I never will own Kingdom Hearts, never. And that thought makes me want to cry. Do I have to put this in every chapter? Seriously?
Author's note: Oh man guys, I am so sorry for the long wait for this chapter. I have tons of excuses but none of them really cover the real reason. Let's just say university crap and leave it at that. I don't know if anyone bothers to read these anymore… usually this far in a story I ditch the author's note. I'm a bad excuse for a fanfic reader/author. I can't even remember if I responded to your reviews… So look for those at the end of the chapter.
So sorry everyone. Oh! And be sure to send Izzy-Lawliet for getting this back to me so fast. She deserves some love.
Chapter 9: Shall We?
Sora smiled at the vision of the Organization, a tall building surrounded by the small single floor buildings recognized as part of the Destiny Islands. Xemnas brought something the islanders weren't used to when he built the building, he had much advanced technology: flashing lights, computerized alarm systems and more. It was both awe-inspiring and terrifying.
Blue eyes turned to look at Roxas; the blond was speaking with Lexeaus. The menacing man had a tiny smile on his face, the lip tilt disappearing once Roxas turned his attention back to Sora.
"Ready to go inside?" Roxas' smile was soft, gentle, and (dare Sora think it) loving. Sora nodded, taking Roxas' outstretched hand. Roxas had chosen to not wear the signature leather gloves. Sora's hand had direct contact with Roxas'. His was soft, barely a callus, and was clinging to his own. Sora admittedly could easily get addicted to Roxas holding him.
Roxas stood impossibly close to Sora, the brown haired boy staring up slightly at the older. Roxas lifted his arm up, placing one on the closet door next to Sora's cloaked shoulder, and with the other he reached in and grabbed the other pair of pants, tank top and cloak. Sora had frozen solid, his breath being released in tiny gasps. The smell of Roxas, the heat emanating from his body, the sound of the gasps issuing from those lips.
Roxas pulled back slightly, blue meeting blue once again. Their breaths mixed as Roxas breathed out slightly. Mouths inches, centimeters away from the kissable lips of the older boy. And Roxas stopped.
He wasn't quite sure how long they stayed like that, only a miniscule amount of space between Roxas and Sora in all forms. They could taste each other's breath; feel the heat from their skin. Torture, pure unadulterated torture. Roxas jerked himself away; the clothing brushing along Sora's cloaked arms. The brunette shivered.
Sora found himself staring into impossibly blue eyes. Roxas's eyes. Sora felt himself flounder around in thought, 'Oh god, he's so close.' "-ou okay?" Sora blinked a few times. "Sora, are you okay?"
The brunette nodded, "Y-yeah. I'm alright." Sora felt his heart speed up at the look Roxas shot him: a cross between I-am-worried-about-you and please-don't-lie-to-me. In response Sora gave the blond a smile which was quickly returned.
A blur was seen before Sora was pulled abruptly from Roxas's grasp. He was held in a quick hug, the long arms clinging to his cloak. "Demyx!" Roxas huffed, "Get off him." The Organization's DJ reluctantly pried himself away from the brunette. Sora's gaze met Demyx's, giving a nervous smile.
"Nice to meet you Sora. I'm number nine." The blonde musician had a large grin across his face. "I've heard all about you!" Sora's face turned a bright pink, glowing in the faint of the club. Panicked blue eyes turned to Roxas. The older teen was shaking his head at the higher ranked employee.
"Move Demyx. Sora needs to meet the others." Roxas began pulling the brunette farther inside. The DJ sighed, walking alongside Roxas.
"Axel's behind the bar like usual, Zexion is in the backroom, and everyone else is in their usual spots."
"Except you," Sora aptly commented, sending Roxas into a fit of chuckles.
"He's never where he's supposed to be." As Demyx struggled around for a retort, Axel's voice echoed around the room.
"Hey Sora," the redhead called from his spot on the bar. He was lounging, smoking a cigarette, and had a huge grin spread across his pale face. "It's about damn time you brought the boy here, Roxy."
"Roxy?" Sora bit his bottom lip, trying to hold back a manic grin. Roxas stomped over to the eighth member, trying to shove the man off the bar. There was a bit of flailing followed by a BANG as Axel hit the tiled floor. Instead of groaning in pain, the redhead was laughing; Roxas continued to verbally threaten him.
Demyx and Sora watched in abject horror as Xemnas, Saix and Zexion made their way downstairs. Zexion rolled his eyes, stepped around the bar, prepared to knock some sense into the bickering duo with his clipboard and notes. Saix sat at the bar, watching the fight with amused eyes.
Xemnas however, stopped before Sora and Demyx. Yellow eyes surveyed Sora in the Organization cloak, a faint smirk on his face. A "WHAP" echoed on the dance floor; Roxas followed Zexion back around the bar, rubbing the back of his head. Saix chuckled faintly, Axel finally standing up and mixing a drink for the blue haired man.
"Thirteen," Xemnas's voice was loud, powerful. Roxas's attention snapped to the Superior. "Is this boy yours?"
"Superior –"
"In more ways than one!" Axel cut in. The two teens were sent into a huge blushing fit. As Axel and Saix cackled, Roxas stumbled for a response.
"This is Sora. He's staying with me."
Xemnas nodded. "Six, add number fourteen to the payroll." Sora's eyes widened in shock. "He'll be good for attracting hearts." The white haired man began retreating back to his office. Saix quickly downed the rest of his drink and followed.
Sora, Roxas, Demyx, Axel and Zexion stood in silence for a few moments. Sora's gaze was darting back and forth between Zexion and Roxas. Zexion proceeded to clear his throat before walking toward the backroom. "I expect each of you to be ready for Happy Hour in less than two. We're anticipating a large crowd tonight."
Axel rolled his eyes, plopping himself on the bar once again. "And what shall little Sora be in charge of?" Sora's hand immediately sought out Roxas'. "Or should we just have him tail Roxy and let Roxas worry about it?"
"Axel!" Demyx huffed, placing his hands on his hips. "Be nicer to Sora, he doesn't know what to expect yet. We can't let him wander alone in here. Wandering hands, remember?"
"Good point. Sora would be molested within seconds on the dance floor."
Sora tensed up. Molested? Oh god no. His grip on Roxas' hand tightened, the blond teen chuckling slightly. "Don't worry Sora," he whispered. "You'll stick with me and I'll keep you safe." Sora let a small smile cross his face.
Roxas led him over to a slightly elevated platform. "This is usually the place I work. All the chairs and tables are basically the small restaurant portion of the bar." The chairs were a midnight black, deeply contrasted with the egg white surroundings. "It's slightly dull over here only because Marluxia hasn't made his way over to decorate yet." Roxas let go of Sora's hand to begin rearranging the tables and chairs. "We don't usually have very many people here to eat, but Vexen does cook some nice food."
Sora began helping Roxas move the larger tables, lifting them off the tile so it wouldn't scratch the flooring. Between the two of them, they managed to arrange the area into sections. Sora and Roxas surveyed their work with large grins. Oh, tonight was going to be fun!
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Tonight was anything but fun. The two teenagers sat in the chairs as groups of people danced and gyrated on the floor. Axel was lighting drinks aflame like normal, sending nearby drinkers into awe; Demyx was bobbing his head as he manned the turntable. It was a normal night, without anyone wanting food. Roxas yawned, glancing at the small watch he wore under the sleeve. It was only midnight, they were stuck here until three. Argh.
Sora's eyes were slowly closing, slowly falling asleep. The image brought a large grin to Roxas' face. Sora would be the person to fall asleep in a deafening loud club. Roxas stood up, looking for the tall tale signs of Zexion's presence. He wasn't near the DJ booth, or the bar. Where could he –
There! On the staircase! Zexion was leaning against the guardrail, blending into the shadows in the upper reaches of the club. The slate haired man was watching Roxas and Sora, his periwinkle blue eyes practically shining in the darkness. Roxas didn't even have to raise a hand for the man to nod. The smile on Roxas' face widened.
"Sora," the brunette surprisingly heard his voice, snapping to attention. "Zexion says we can wander around, do what we want now." The brunette laughed, his eyes twinkling. Roxas motioned to the bar. "You want something to drink? I can get it for you."
"Just a soda will be good." Roxas nodded, quickly maneuvering his way through the writhing maze of people. He obviously had done something similar multiple times. Sora stood to watch his friend, savior, and possible crush make his way to Axel. His eyes widened as he observed Roxas just jump over the bar itself, disappearing from his view.
There were a few gasps of awe that were heard over the music ("Remember the feelings, Remember the Day") before Roxas' spiky blonde hair was visible once again. It wasn't much more time before the boy hopped back onto the platform. His face was slightly flushed, possibly from the heat of all the bodies. "Here you go." Sora took the drink, their fingertips brushing. Sora glanced out to the dance floor, the techno beat pumping through all the bodies.
He wanted to dance too. ("My stone heart was breaking") Nibbling on his bottom lip, the brunette placed the unopened soda can on the nearest table. "Let's go dance." ("My love ran away")
Roxas' facial expression dropped into one of shock. He quickly schooled his emotions and took Sora's hands, leading him out on the dance floor. "Alright, let's dance." The blond led the brunette into the center of the dance floor, to where they were surrounded by writhing bodies and slightly drunk adults.
Nervously, Sora began moving his body with the beat, Roxas quickly joining him. ("This moment I knew, I would be someone else… My love turned around and I fell") Sora and Roxas were pressed close together, chest to chest, dancing with excited blushes across their face. Sora erupted into giggles once he heard everyone singing along with the song.
("Be my bad boy, be my man, be my weekend lover, But don't be my friend") And Sora and Roxas got closer and closer. Maybe this was the best idea Sora had in a long time. He was enjoying the feeling of moving against and with Roxas. Despite the bodies surrounding them, it felt like they were alone, and made it more intimate. Instead of feeling uncomfortable with it, Sora enjoyed it. He relaxed into the dance, just let his body do what it wanted.
Roxas found himself with his arms full of a bump-and-grinding spiky haired brunette, and all possible ways to ravish him flittered through his mind. He placed his hands on Sora's hips, guiding the younger boy into dancing right there with him. ("You could be my bad boy, but understand that I don't need you in my life again.")
Sora raised his eyes, meeting Roxas' gaze. His eyes seemed deeper, darker, piercing into his own. Sora felt himself lick his lips, eyes slipping shut as he felt Roxas move in towards him. Was Roxas going to kiss him? He felt himself take a deep breath, his hips still moving with the blonde's. Would he? ("Be my bad boy, be my man, be my weekend lover, but don't be my friend.")
END OF CHAPTER / REVIEW RESPONSES
Minikimii – Hey, thank you so much for your long review. It made me really really really happy. (glances at cookie) I would accept but… (steps away) That decision isn't my own. It'll be you and the other readers' choice at a certain part in the story. (: So yeah. Long enough chapter for you? Maybe? (giggle)
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I'm enjoying doing cliffhangers. I understand now why all my favorite fanfic writers do it now. It's addicting. Come on, only two reviews? Did I make you wait too long? Um… Maybe I can bribe you. If I get… get… 9 reviews for chapter 9… I'll update sooner AND give you all a scene you've been asking for since like… forever. xDDD Does that work?