AN: If it wasn't for this one bit in this chapter, this story would remain a T rated fic but the pervert in me had to type it and I liked it too much to delete it.
DISCLAIMER: lyrics to one of Michael Jackson's songs is in here. I DO NOT OWN THE SONG. This fanfiction is for entertainment purposes only.
Hayner returned home and tossed his bag over to the side of the front door and slumped over the dining room table.
"Hayner is that you?"
"Yeah, its me." He moaned out. "Tired. Olette dragged me through all these stores."
"Pence called for you earlier. He said he was in the shower when the phone rang. I told him you already left." His mother came around the corner with a ladle in her hand.
"Oh, then I'll have to call him back." Hayner yawned. "After dinner I guess. What're we having?"
"Spaghetti. Your father's request."
"Ah, he got called out again? Guess his vacation time is up now."
"Yes. He'll be in later though." She turned and went back into the kitchen.
"Alright, I'll be up in my room." He forced himself up out of the chair and trudged to his bedroom, collapsing back on the bed. "...I better get up or I'm gonna go to sleep...but I'm just too tired...just for a little bit..." He closed his eyes. Big mistake. Hayner snapped his eyes opened to find his room dark. "Aw snap, how long was I asleep?!" He checked his alarm clock and saw the large red numbers 9:00 blinking back at him.
"MOM! WAIT FOR ME!" He shouted, bursting out of his room to the dining room.
He came back into his room stomach full and once again feeling a little sleepy. Not this time though, he told himself. With a loud plop he sat in his swivel chair and logged onto the chatroom, finding Sora's name there.
**StrugglePunk99 has joined***
*Cloud_Sprint015: There you are, where were you?
*StrugglePunk99: Sorry, I kinda passed out.
*StrugglePunk99: So did you get today's note?
*Cloud_Sprint015: Yah I did.
*Cloud_Sprint015: Very clever btw. How did you think of it?
*StrugglePunk99: My friend helped me out a bit.
*StrugglePunk99: Did you have any trouble?
*Cloud_Sprint015: Yah a little. The old man couldn't remember a note, then when I said your name he remembered.
*StrugglePunk99: Great! So you have both the letter and photo?
*Cloud_Sprint015: Sure do LoL.
*Cloud_Sprint015: And the popsicle stick.
*StrugglePunk99: Lol.
*Cloud_Sprint015: And the sexy picture of you licking your fingers.
*StrugglePunk99: Uh, what?
*Cloud_Sprint015: The photo with your letter? You're licking the ice cream off of your fingers.
"...Olette!" Hayner groaned with a deep blush.
*StrugglePunk99: Oh yeah?
*Cloud_Sprint015: Yah, you looked so good today Hayner. Very sexy.
Brown eyes widened a little more as he read on, then looked down as he felt something downstairs tighten. "Enh..."
*StrugglePunk99: D-Don't say things like that Sora.
*Cloud_Sprint015: Why not? It's true.
*Cloud_Sprint015: Are your lips always that red or were you sucking too hard?
"God..." Hayner hissed and tipped his head back. "Sora stoooop." It was too late now, he felt the hardness press against his pants.
*StrugglePunk99: Now you've done it.
*Cloud_Sprint015: Done what?
*StrugglePunk99: Don't play innocent angel with me you mink.
*Cloud_Sprint015: ...Oooohhhh heh, I see~
*StrugglePunk99: Sora don't.
"Don't Sora...don't..." Hayner whined, squeezing his thighs together.
*Cloud_Sprint015: It's okay. You did the same to me the moment I saw the picture.
*Cloud_Sprint015: Honestly I was too shy to tell you.
Sora felt the same? So now they both had the same problem. Hayner bit his lip and racked his brain for a way to get rid of it.
*StrugglePunk99: So what do we do?
*Cloud_Sprint99: Well I can't very well kiss you and rub against you to make it go away.
*StrugglePunk99: God I wish I could.
*Cloud_Sprint015: Horny beast.
*StrugglePunk99: Hey! You're the one who started it!
*Cloud_Sprint015: I sure did...guess I'll make it go away...
There was a pause. Hayner saw no other words. What was he doing?
*StrugglePunk99: Sora?
*Cloud_Sprint015: Hayner...God this feels good.
Wh-what does? What was he doing?!
*StrugglePunk99: Wh-what?
*Cloud_Sprint015: Making it go away.
*Cloud_Sprint015: Don't you want it to?
*StrugglePunk99: Yeah, I do.
He didn't mean...
*Cloud_Sprint015: Open your pants.
God he did. Hayner closed his eyes and tipped his head back. Sora the angel wasn't so much of an angel now. He slipped his hand up his thigh feeling the touch burn slowly. Oh God did his pants just get tighter? "Nh...Sora..." He followed Sora's instructions and carefully brought his fingers to his pants button undoing and unzipping them.
*StrugglePunk99: Now what?
*Cloud_Sprint015: Your hand on your stomach. Drag it down...all the way.
!
*StrugglePunk99: A-All the way?
*Cloud_Sprint015: Yes.
*Cloud_Sprint015: Then just...do what you feel you need to do.
Sora was telling him how to do this. He got the problem and now he had the solution. God if only Sora knew what he did to him. But, what fun was it in just doing it? Why not pretend his wonderful not so angelic Sora was doing it for him? "Sora..." He moaned softly, trailing his fingers over his belly, past his belly button. He found as he did it, his legs were parting for him just out of pure reaction. His shaky fingers slid lower and lower until they collided with burning skin. At once his pelvis jerked and bucked up a bit. "Ngh! God!" He wanted...he wanted to grab it! Fingers wrapped all the way around as far as they could in one quick motion. Immediately his lips fell open with the most foreign noise he ever made. Sora was right. It felt so incredibly good.
Hayner was so lost in the bliss of touch, he failed to notice he was moving his hand. Moving up and down, and rocking his hips into the movement all out of pure instinct. He moved to type with his other hand, finding it extremely difficult.
*StrugglePunk99: go d fee ls gooooooooo
His sweaty hand slipped away and moved to grab the arm of his chair as he arched his body into the sensation. He could feel it, the ascent to something so great.
*Cloud_Sprint015: It does, doesn't it?
"Y-Yes Sora, it does." Hayner whispered, the chair creaking under his rocking motions. But...it was just getting worse! He felt the hardening getting harder and the tightening getting tighter. Whether he knew it or not, his quick panting that spilled from his lips filled his room.
*Cloud_Sprint015: Do it faster. Faster, harder, it'll feel so good believe me.
It hurt to do it, but he let go with a small cry to reply back.
*StrugglePunk99: no you do it touch me
*Cloud_Sprint015: Then relax, I'll make you feel good.
Hayner's hands slipped away as he tipped his head back with an amused and tired grin, returning his hand to its former spot. He whimpered and arched, finding the chair uncomfortable. Even his clothes were uncomfortable.
This time he didn't remove his hand. He moaned softly and urged himself up out of his chair and to his bed, getting on his hands and knees. Looking at the screen he could see Sora's text from his place on the bed.
*Cloud_Sprint015: Spread them wider, I'm right behind you.
Was it hot in here? Or was he just on fire? Hayner tugged off his shirt, mussing his hair up as he panted feeling cool air from somewhere in the house breathe against his chest. For the moment he swore he felt a body against him from behind, pressing onto him. "S-Sora." He whimpered. He complied with Sora's advice and spread his legs wide, moving his hand faster and faster. The quicker he went, he quicker he found his limbs shuddering. This wasn't any good, he had to lie down.
*Cloud_Sprint015: Maybe you should lay back baby. I'll make you feel good.
*Cloud_Sprint015: Take it all off. I want to feel you all over.
"Sora." Hayner rasped out, worming out of his pants now lying on his back baring his naked body to the air. Maybe it was just his imagination, but he almost felt soft kisses against his skin. His neck, chest, arms, thighs. This was crazy, it was too hot in here! Sensations he never felt before were raging through his nerves. Sounds he never heard were invading his ears. And he thought the only time he'd ever drool was when he was looking at the tastiest looking steak he'd ever seen. Yet here he was. Holding back from thrashing on his bed, tongue nearly lolling over his bottom lip, saliva oozing down his chin.
Closing his eyes he could almost imagine Sora's hands all over him. His lips and tongue, touching him all over. But no, he wanted to look and see his angel's face. Hayner opened his moist eyes looking at his nether regions seeing only his pulsating manhood standing completely at attention making him moan out even louder. "S-Sora make it go away!" He whimpered, tossing his head back on his pillow, side to side grinding up in the air.
*Cloud_Sprint015: Hayner can't you feel it? Getting higher and higher and higher...let it go. Let it all go.
Hayner barely comprehended what the text was saying when he fell back on the bed again, looking back down to investigate what that wet feeling was down below.
*Cloud_Sprint015: So wet and sticky. Let it go.
Higher and higher something in him rose. At the brim he was now, bucking wildly. Wetness streamed down his fingers and legs. Just one more push. One...more... Suddenly his body seized up and his eyes forced themselves open. A scream left his lips but his hand muffled it greatly and a thick rope of sticky fluid struck his chest and belly. That was it, the hurting started ebbing away and his once straight hardness was now going limp in his hand. He brought his shaking hand up and watched the whiteness drip over his palm.
*Cloud_Sprint015: Hayner?
He looked over at the screen and saw his lover's words. He smiled, totally exhausted but he forced his bare sticky body up anyway and collapsed into his chair.
*StrugglePunk99: yeah?
God it was hard to type, his hands were shaking so badly.
*Cloud_Sprint015: How was it?
*StrugglePunk99: you were great dont think i can walk shakin so much
*Cloud_Sprint015: Get some sleep Hayner. You'll feel better in the morning.
*StrugglePunk99: no cant i want to stay up with you
*Cloud_Sprint015: Do this for me, please? Remember our date tomorrow?
*StrugglePunk99: yah
*Cloud_Sprint015: Sleep. Dream of me, kay?
*StrugglePunk99: k
*Cloud_Sprint015: Good night Hayner.
*StrugglePunk99: night
*Cloud_Sprint015: I love you. :-x
*StrugglePunk99: love you too angel
He forgot to sign out. He went back to his bed and lied down, ignoring the sticky fluids clinging to his body. Screw the blanket, it was much to hot for that. Within seconds he was fast asleep in Neverland.
"Hayner where were you?" Pence quirked an eyebrow. His friend yawned and leaned against a wall near the marketplace.
"I had a long night, kay?" Hayner moaned.
"I'll say." Olette pouted. "You look tired. Well you gotta be ready for today. It's sunday. Also last day of Christmas vacation. It's schooltime tomorrow."
"Gah don't remind me." Hayner frowned.
"So today's gonna go out with a bang." Pence rubbed his chin looking at the two of his friends. "Where did you say for Sora to meet you today?"
"Uhhh, music club."
"A club?!" They both dropped their jaws.
"I couldn't think of another place!" Hayner scrubbed at the back of his neck. "So kill me!"
"Wait a minute...maybe that's not such a bad idea...maybe." The other boy's head wheels were turning.
"It's not?" The others gawked in unison.
"You know, my folks got me a camcorder for Christmas...and all this neat stuff. Now this time Sora can not only see you, but hear you."
"Oh brilliant Pence, brilliant!" Hayner squeezed him. "You guys are the best!"
"We know." He answered for both him and Olette. "You'd die without us. Alright, my house!"
"Quick, to the Batmobile!" Hayner pointed down the road and took off with vigor. His friends grinned and took off after him. Once the fearless leader got an idea in his head, nothing could stop him.
The trio met at Pence's house, sitting in his room. Olette sat still while Pence typed away on his keyboard. Hayner kicked his feet impatiently watching his friend with eager eyes. The other boy turned to face wide hungry brown eyes.
"Hayner, that's annoying. Can't you wait?"
"No I can't, not until you tell me what you're doing." He kicked faster.
Pence sighed and shook his head. No hope for people like him. Dumb but happy. "Mom and dad got me this new program. It lets you record your voice and mess with it."
"Cool, so I could sound like the President?"
"No but it can make you sound like an alien. Heeelllooo eaaarthliiiings." Pence's voice warped and echoed as he turned back to face his friends' unamused faces laughing. Dry humor.
"Sheesh, would it kill you guys to laugh?" He turned back around and typed some more. "Since you said music club, maybe the theme should pertain to something musical."
"Oh oh Hayner!" Olette gasped. "Sing Sora a love song!" She swooned and cooed, clasping her hands together.
"I-I don't know any love songs..." He blushed, thinking of all the songs he knew.
"What's that guy...can't think of his name. Anyway doesn't he know any songs other than 'I'm Bad'?"
"Hey guy, step off of the grill." Hayner frowned. "The man's got talent. I respect that."
"Well you still don't have a song." Olette pondered, pulling at a stray strand of her hair idly.
"...Yeah I do." Hayner bit his lip. "CD's at my house. I'll have to go pick it up though. Can you guys hold down the fort while I go fetch it?"
"Sure." The both of them shrugged.
"Kay...and thanks guys. You've helped me a lot."
"Geez Hayner, you make it sound like we're gonna leave."
"Just wanted to say it before I forgot, you know?"
"Yeah we get it, now hurry." Olette shooed him out. "You only have a few hours."
"Right, be back soon!" He booked it out of Pence's place and ran down the street to Sunset Drive. By the time he got there he spotted a moving van near his house. "Huh? Someone moving out?" Upon closer inspection he saw someone was moving into the house next door. A woman was talking with the movers, telling them where to put the furniture. Huh, something about her looked familiar. He bounded up to his front door and stepped in.
"Mom? You here?"
"Yes, in the kitchen." He shook his head and met her in the kitchen regardless, catching her pulling a chocolate cake out of the oven. She's always in the kitchen nowadays, he noticed. "Ooh what's the occasion?"
"I know that look young man, and the answer's no." She shook a spatula at him. "This is for our new neighbors."
"Oh a neighbor welcome huh? What time will you expect me?" Hayner turned to go to his room.
"Around 5 I'd say. Give them time to settle in and everything. So what's the rush?"
"Ah I need my CD. Then I'm goin' back to Pence's."
"Alright sweetheart. Just be back here soon okay?"
"You got it mom." He leaned in and gave her a quick peck to the cheek before darting off to his room. He shuffled around through his CD cases and found the one he was looking for and made a bee line straight out of his cluttered room and to the front door. Another ten minutes he made it back to Pence's, huffing.
"Hey, what took you so long?" Pence turned around in his chair looking up at Hayner.
"Someone's moving into 212, I caught mom making a cake."
"Baking."
"Whatever." Hayner handed over the CD. "Number 13."
"Hmm...'You Are Not Alone'...sounds kinda depressing."
"It is not! It's a great song!" Hayner crossed his arms.
"Let's hear it first." Olette looked over the case while Pence popped it into the tray. When it started to play she leaned back on the bed and smiled. "It's not bad. It sounds a little sad at first, but there's something securing about it. It's got a nice sound too."
"Alright...lets see if I can take out the guy's voice and put yours in..." Pence squinted his eyes at the screen, tongue between his lips. This was his 'don't bother me I'm trying to make history' look. Usually awesome things happened when he took on this expression. Ten minutes later he sighed and leaned back in his chair. "I think that did it...but you might hear a little of him in the background. Like an echo. Especially when his voice gets deep. But listening to him, his voice hardly goes down." He pulled out the CD and put in a blank one.
"That works in your favor." Olette smiled and watched him. Pence pushed out a microphone stand on his desk and he too watched.
"...What, you guys want tips?"
"Hayner sing!"
"Not in front of you guys!" Hayner blushed. "It's embarrassing!"
"Suck it up and be a man!" Pence tapped the microphone. "Do it for Sora." Well when he put it that way... Hayner sighed and pulled up a chair.
"Got the headphones?" He held his hand out as his friend passed him the thick phones. Pence had a point though, he had to do it for Sora. He settled himself in the chair and slipped the phones on. He waited for the music and opened his mouth. Olette's mouth hit the floor, Pence's eyes widened.
"Where's he been hiding that voice?" He whispered to her. She just slowly shook her head and held up her camera, snapping half a dozen pictures every minute or so.
"You are not alone. I am here with you. Though you're far away, I am here to stay. But you are not alone. I am here with you. Though we're far apart, you're always in my heart. You are not alone." Hayner even felt his shyness melt away and got into it. He smiled, opening his lips wider.
"God he's so good." Olette whispered, putting her camera down. She ran out of film.
"You know, he could make a fortune as a singer..."
"You could be right." Hayner finished and tugged the phones off.
"There. Anh." He opened his mouth, rubbing his tongue against his palate. "Mouth's a little numb."
"Well well, look's like Hayner has a talent after all." Pence grinned and clapped along with Olette who whooped.
"Uh, you thought it was good?" He blushed and rubbed the back of his head.
"Well duh!" Olette beamed. "That was great! I bet he'll love it!"
"Hope so."
"Hey Romeo, the tape is still rolling." Pence grinned. Hayner bit his lip looking back at the microphone.
"H-Hi Sora..." He looked back at his friends, giving them the evil eye. They just grinned, got up and left the room. Hayner looked back to the computer screen and sighed, wishing he could talk to him. "Today's sunday...school starts tomorrow. So I won't be able to talk to you as much as I did before...but I'll try my best. I want to make this work...I love you." He murmured sincerely. "I'll wait for you as long as it takes. I promise. I'll wait 100 years if I have to. So you have to wait for me too! Okay?...I want to hug you so bad, that's all I really want. Well, time's running short. I better shut it off here. I'll talk to you really soon. And don't worry, I have more surprises in store for you." He grinned, trying to sound happy. "So keep on loving me. I'll see you soon." He pressed the stop button and called for his friends to come back in. Immediately Olette opened the door and came in with a huge smile. "Don't tell me you were listening."
Pence pointed at Olette who giggled. "You never said we couldn't listen silly!"
"Olette the point of sending you out was so that you couldn't listen..." Hayner's head dropped on the desk. Pence reached over and pressed a few keys.
"Alright, this puppy's ready to burn." He opened the tray and pulled out the CD waving it casually. Hayner reached for it but Pence pulled it back. "..."
"...Alright Pence, I'll bite. You're the best."
"Best what?"
"Tech...junkie...?" He gave Hayner a look. "You're the best computer geek in the world!" Hayner reached for it again. "And I'd be dead in a ditch somewhere without you!"
"Well that's better than nothing." He passed off the CD.
"Alright, it's off to the music club. But how will we get in?" Olette crossed her arms.
"Olette it's not a strip club."
"But it's a bar, Hayner. Unless you aged in the last hour, you can't go in. And last I checked we're all 15." Pence turned his computer screen off.
"When you said challenge you weren't kidding." Olette pouted. "Geez Hayner why did you choose the music club?"
"I've been in there a few times with mom and dad to see some small concerts...I didn't think it'd be that hard to get into..."
"I say you make a call back and pick another place."
"No! I told Sora I'd be there and I'm gonna be there."
"Suit yourself. I'd love to see how you'd pull it off." Pence stood up. "Let's go check it out, huh?"