woo 10 chapter so far. and i have a rough idea how to finish it. i can't predict when the ending it but there's like a plot spike now.

so now it's chaper 10 of sorry i'm late. i hope you love. and also i know kadaj and yazoo are OOC, but i thought it might be a change to suit the story.

"Well, well, well, I don't get a hug from my oldest son?"

Riku glanced behind him, cursing and almost dropping the cigarette in fear of what his healthy living mother would say. Instead he opted to stub it out on the stone gargoyle just hanging beneath him.

"Hi, mother." he smiled weakly trying to put on his usual charm. Her face wrinkled with a smile but she still looked beautiful, her long hair was cut short around her neck, and green eyes sparkled, just like Riku's own. No one could say they were not related.

"Oh god what happened? Has all this talk about you finding a wife making you stressful and you're actually resorting to smoking?" Her face was a mask of worry for the, now taller than her, boy. "If so, you really shouldn't go downstairs, Axel is trying to molest Roxas with Kadaj and Yazoo around asking dirty questions."

He let out a small chuckle.

It seemed just like his cousins to do that. Their mother had died in a freak accident, involving a kitten, a lollipop and a pornographic magazine. The boys had quickly recovered but their little minds had been corrupted.

Loz was the oldest at 19, but looked older. He was currently trying to work off the hassle his younger brothers caused, he often had nervous breakdown as a result of their tactics.

It was the twins.

Quiet, 15 year old Yazoo, the sanest of the three, he was fairly mature, his voice was clipped, but when with Kadaj his twin, life was a different story. Kadaj was devious, his mind was like dirt. He would do anything he wanted and charm his way out of it, despite being immature, he was serious at times it suited. His favourite subjects were violence, sex and anything taboo. When paired with his brother, Yazoo, their minds could do wonders...and terrors.

They were everything you didn't want, and more. Smart, but childish. Young, but seductive. Cute, but dangerous. And most of all fucking annoying. And they used everything to their own amusement and advantage.

"I'll go rescue them; axel will kill them," he smiled moving past her. "I'll see you at dinner." he kissed his mother cheek politely before hurrying downstairs.

Axel not getting annoyed, he was almost furious. Yet he was also using every opportunity to tease Roxas and make him blush.

" And roxas makes these cute little moans..."

"iInteresting. So tell us, Axel." Yazoo started leaning over the back of the sofa, next to him.

"Does Roxas squirm when you put it in?" Kadaj blew across his neck, making the red head flap them away.

"Axel screams when I put it in," Axel froze at Roxas' revengeful words. "And then begs me to put it deeper." He turned and smiled evilly.

Kadaj cracked a grin, with a look of fascination he looked to his twin who was equally amused.

"Roxas tops Axel!" They laughed, falling about clutching their stomachs. "This is too much!"

"What are you on about now?" Riku stood above them, instantly recognizing Kadaj's eyes twinkle mischievously.

"Nothing cousin, but what is this about a little Sora-bear?" They stood together raising their eyebrows at him.

Riku gaped officially turning angry.

"Riku has found a wife really?" His mother bowled into him. "I came to help wit the blood fest." She teased

"I think you're mistaken for aunt, no one is getting killed today, and also, Sora-bear is, in fact, a boy." Kadaj announced cheerfully, Yazoo whispered into kadaj's ear before smiling back at his aunt. "It just proves Riku takes it up the ass, like we all thought originally." They both ran at the sight of Riku fuming.

"Get back here you little-" he growled and reached out his hand pulling Yazoo's longer hair.

The strange thing was that Kadaj made the protest of pain and stopped to jump on Riku's back.

"Ow, you son of a bitch-" at that point Yazoo joined in

"Don't talk about mother like that!" Riku fell back giving the twins a moment to continue their running, but only with a final word on the say.

"Ah Sora, put it deeper in me!" they giggled obviously recovering.

Sliding his hands up his face and through his hair, he sighed. Patting his pockets to look for the fag packet he opened earlier. He was genuinely not amused. He hoped they choked on them.

Sora, also fairly stressful, was not so calm about the situation.

Throwing his favourite jacket across the room, he screamed not hiding his frustration.

"I spend 2 years of live helping you! I completely changed, I stopped the late nights, the alcohol, cut down on smoking, and then you take me away from what really made me happy."

"Don't speak to me like that, you ungrateful boy I just did you a favour." Hoshi shouted back sternly.

"Yeah, sure. Oh Em Gee, help! The gay is coming to get me!" he wailed, "I didn't ask for you're help, I at least thought you'd be happy for me, I mean, you liked Riku, you thought he was okay he took me to the hospital and to school. You visited once! He was always by my side."

"I had work; did you want to starve when you got out?"

"You never really cook anyway!

How do you know if you're always with him?!

"I LOVE HIM AND I WANT MY RIKU BACK!"

He really should have expected the sudden slap, but still he was angry, still distraught, and still gay. Flinging open the doors he ran out, not even looking back when his mother shouted at him to come back.

Turning the fifth random corner he came to he leaned against the wall head tilted back and his finger fumbling for the cigarettes he craved for. He slipped one out then reached into his pocket again

He slid down the wall clutching at his hair. Where was his phone when he needed one? And where was his fucking lighter?

"Sora Akarui?" He looked up to his name. "We need you to come with us."

Sora smiled despite his stress. "You got a lighter?"

Riku sat up at the knock on his closed door. "Riku?"

He stood at the familiar voice and ran over to his door, pulling it open he saw Sora smiling nervously.

"Hi..."

Riku tugged him into the dark room and shoved him against the wall, pressing his body against the smaller, kissing his uncovered skin with small kisses of affection, leading to more passionate open mouthed wet exchanges. Sora let out little gasps of pleasure between nibbles to Riku's ear. Sora's warm hands moved around Riku's stomach, slipping his shirt above his flowing locks and flung carelessly to the floor. His trousers were pushed down his legs, his hips held down as Sora kneeled before him. Wait, why was Sora still dressed? Why couldn't he move?

"Sora?"

"Shut up Riku," Sora stroked the clothed arousal enjoying Riku's soft moans and frantic bucking.

"S...ra...please?" Riku moaned his knees on the brink of buckling. Sora eagerly tugged at the boxers revealing more of what he wanted.

Sora kissed the navel tenderly, slow soft kisses moving lower and lower. Riku's hand found themselves in Sora's unruly spikes. Sora giggled.

Lowering his eyes he glared at the interruption of the intense moment. The brunette let out another unworldly laugh. And another and another, but it couldn't be...he wouldn't believe it.

"Hmmm...Please...Riku, give it to me." The hot breath on his ear broke his trance.

Swiping his arm out him just caught the side of Kadaj's face. Sitting up he watched Yazoo rush to his brother's side to comfort him from the blow.

"You little bastards..." he hissed glaring at them murderously. "I'm going to murder you..." he cracked his knuckles.

"Yeah, as soon as you sort your problem." Yazoo spat back, leading a tearing Kadaj to the door he looked back. "You're drooling. Its disgusting." he looked down at him.

Riku automatically wiped at his mouth as soon as they disappeared. He glanced down and noticed his evident excitement of the dream. This was going to take more then a cold shower and thought of ugly girls.

Sora was being led down the hall where teenagers of both genders were dressed identically in black with an embroidered heart was crossed with barbed wire pattern. It stunk of smoke sex and drink here, it almost made him sick. At least in the organization they were better then this.

He was shown the way to a room at the back of the house. Sitting on a chair at a desk was a young woman with her own uniform. A dragon tattoo rippled down her right arm.

Sora stoically stared and muttered one word.

"Maleficent."

okay, sorry if i didn't answer any reviews, i must have forgotten or something, so again sorry, but i am so grateful for them.

so till next time, chu!