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Big Boys Don't Cry.
Mickey blinked. "What the hell are you doing here?!"
Now, Mickey very rarely lost his composure, being brought up in a royal family teaches you that under no circumstances do you show things that show your weaknesses, like sadness, fear, frustration and such, but there is only so much a person can take and Mickey had long reached his limit since the whole fiasco with Sephiroth had started and he was at his breaking point. Adding this to the mix was making him lose his grasp on anything he ever had hold on.
Xikru pouted. "Nice to see you too, highness." He stuck his tongue out and turned to Riku, gently tracing a finger down his prone self's jaw, "God, Riku you really screwed up… Sephy is a bad man… Sora's not gonna last if you're lying here like a doll."
"We're mounting rescue parties in all directions. Sephiroth's domain is governed by him though so we can only hope luck is on our side and we find him." Mickey broke in and huffed crossly. "But I want to know why you're here now, what's happening to Riku?"
"Ansem guessed well enough. Sora's being brutally attacked, mentally as well as emotionally and physically," Xikru sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "I guess the pain's gotten too much for two people to take. So, as a last resort, Riku's been left in a vegetative state and I'm here to take what I can." The silveret twisted his face and rubbed his temple. "And I am getting one hell of a migraine!"
Mickey scowled, "You… I can't deal with right now."
"Well tough luck, mouse king, cos I'm the only one who can save Sora!" Xikru growled in reply.
Soku blushed. The words Everent had drawn on his skin in dark magic hadn't faded and were extremely noticeable against his pale skin as he undressed. They had hidden as far away from everyone else as was possible and we're getting ready for the showers. Soku was prolonging the sanctuary as long as possible but it meant Everent had finished first and Soku was now pray to the blatantly staring eyes he could feel prickling his back as the dark prince undressed him mentally.
"S-stop staring at me…" Soku stammered, his body beginning to shake with fear as he was left in only his boxers, terrified to go any further.
Everent smiled gently at him, eyes snapping from lustful to adoring within a blink as he carefully hugged Soku against his naked form only covered with a loose towel. "Everything will be okay, little prince. I promise. I will reduce anyone who dares to look too long at you to a bloody pulp, alright? You just give the word and I'll kill him."
Soku nodded slowly, "That's nice to say… but you can't kill anyone. You'll only make more enemies. I don't want that. I'll be fine."
The dark haired teen frowned and kissed Soku's forehead. "You may well be fine, but you don't need to be fine on your own anymore, I'm here now." Everent jumped as he felt something wet sliding down his chest. "Soku? Are you crying? Soku, what's wrong?"
"I-I'm f-fine!" Soku hiccupped then whimpered, "Papa… I want my Papa, I just know he's in pain! Papa…"
Everent nodded sympathetically. "I know Soku, I know. We can't do anything useful like this though, can we? If we get washed and dressed, we can go and find Mickey and see what we can do to help. In fact, I'll bet you don't even know where Sephiroth's castle is do you? I'll show you."
"And we can save Papa?" Soku sniffed.
"Yes, but only if you do this with me. We'll do it together and then we can save your papa. Sephiroth won't kill Sora until he has Cloud and he doesn't yet so your papa won't die, okay?"
Soku nodded, to dependent on Everent's soothing words to even realize that not killing and not hurting we're too different things. Everent gripped Soku's hands tightly and swiftly ripped the dark coloured boxers from the blushing prince and handed him a towel to cover himself. The elder was controlling his hormones and urge to stare wantonly surprisingly well, by telling himself once they were in the showers Soku would be fully exposed to him. Everent grinned to himself, Soku was right; he was a filthy minded boy.
Stepping into the main thoroughfare Soku's hold on Everent's hand tightened to a crippling strength the dark prince didn't know Soku had, but it didn't show on his face, he remained a mask of warning and impending death to any who should glance their way as he firmly lead Soku through to the showers.
Once in the gleaming white safety of the showers Soku scurried into Everent's arms and shivered as he slowly began to relax. Everent just laughed, "See? First parts over, after this you can hurry back and get dressed as quick as possible and then you're free. You're doing very well." He kissed Soku's brow and rubbed his back before reaching for their towels to hang them up away from the water when Soku squeaked in protest and hung onto his. Everent laughed again, "You can't shower in your towel, Soku. You've got to take it off now."
"B-but I…"
"No one can see you here, Soku."
"Y-you c-can…" Soku blushed and ducked his head ashamedly.
Everent lent on and bit Soku's ear affectionately, "But I already know every inch of your body." He gave the tender flesh a soft lick and successfully removed the fluffy towel from Soku's stunned hands and hung it up.
"Right, ready for a shower?" He asked brightly.
Soku shot him a death glare but he merely laughed and led the littler male into the showers. There were two men already in there who seemed interested in staying for Soku's appearance but hurriedly left with scowls on their faces once they saw Everent.
"E-Everent…" Soku murmured fearfully as the men left.
"Ssh.. It's just us now. I'm right here."
The rest of the shower passed uneventfully. The washed themselves respectfully apart but Everent couldn't resist the chance to wash the silver hair he so adored and Soku let him with a soft smile on his lips as he truly began to relax, Everent's thin fingers untangling his hair and washing the shampoo out with ease as the little prince was taken care of by Everent.
"How do you feel?" Everent asked after he'd finished playing with Soku's hair.
"Hm? Oh, fine."
"No… I mean how do you feel…?"
"Oh… oooh…" Soku blushed heavily. "I, er… well, its not bothering me anymore… um… I… Everent, this is embaressing!"
"No, embarrassing would be if I offered to massage you there." Everent grinned as Soku's blush deepened as he covered his mouth in shock, gasping Everent's name in surprise. "Guess it's both embarrassing and arousing to you, huh?"
Soku gasped again as Everent approached him, backing into the shower wall as the water sprayed at them. His skin was becoming incredibly sensitive and he hadn't even been touched yet. The water was harsh on his skin but as he felt Everent's fingers ghost over his arms he leant into the soft touch, enticed by the gentleness and entrapped by the lusty eyes that snared his own.
"N-not h-here… y-you p-promised…" Soku wanted Everent badly, he hadn't even been touched that much but just being where he was the way he was he was incredibly aroused by the dark prince's attentions.
"I'm not going to make love to you. I'm just going to touch you." Everent whispered into Soku's ear softly.
Soku was almost lost in a sensory overload. His hearing was ringing with the words 'make love to you' as realized that's what Everent saw they had done. They hadn't fucked or had sex, it was something special to be treasured and Everent did treasure it and he also treasured Soku. At the mercy of Everent's hands Soku felt nothing but adored and worshipped.
The ivory fingers were trailing slow dancing paths down his sides as Everent's lips were nibbling his ears and neck. He was a shaking form and completely slave to his reactions, trapped between the cold of the shower wall and the heat the prince presented. He started and bucked towards Everent as he felt hot fingers close around his buttocks, pressing the muscle together and kneading it softly and gently, moving to a hidden rhythm that left Soku whimpering and moaning, sliding in response against Everent's body until he was clinging to the dark haired male as though to let go was to lose himself.
Suddenly everything stopped. "Wait." Everent's words weren't soft and soothing anymore, it was sharp and authoritive as Soku crashed back to reality. "Someone's coming." Soku's mind was quick to reply 'yeah that would be me' but when the words sank in fully his arousal disappeared in a flash and dread filled him wholly. He bit his lip and gripped Everent's arm tightly as the prince faced the shower entrance and shielded Soku from those who entered.
Three burly men entered, fat but no doubt strong and they stooped but were a full head taller than Everent as they faced the two teens across the shower, proud in all their glory and perversely roaming their eyes all over Everent's exposed body and what little they could see of Soku.
"A lit'le birdie tells me you 're'nt sharin' you're toy…" The apparent leader of the three of them spoke in a naisly tone, jabbing a pudgy finger at Everent with a narrowed eye.
Everent didn't seem phased in the slightest by the men's presence. "That would be an incorrect statement because I always share my toys but if you're referring to Soku, he is not a toy but in fact my love so I never intend to share him."
Another man spoke up, "Keep talking smartass cos we're gonna beat you, fuck you and kill you. Soku is lucky, he'll live but you're nothing but darkness scum so we're gonna kill you."
Soku whimpered but Everent merely laughed, "Is that so?"
"Yeah, but if you're good and take it like a good bitch we'll kill you nicely."
"There's a nice way to be killed?"
The third spoke up irritably to the other two. "Shut the fuck up and just do it already!" He began to approach Everent, closely followed by the others.
Everent held out a hand calmly as he summoned the keyblade when he heard the men begin to laugh at him, he cocked his head curiously and the second began to explain. "We're made of light; the keyblade does nothing to us!"
The dark prince seemed unperturbed and readied his weapon. "Oh, I don't know about being made of light, Soku here is made of light. You're just from light and, trust me, there is a difference. Either way, if you are made or from light and you come into contact with something purely dark you are sent to oblivion." Everent leered at them in a sadistic fashion as though he weren't cornered in a bathroom protecting his new lover in nothing but his birthday suit. "And guess what? My keyblade is made of pure dark."
Sora lifted his head cocked it sideways curiously. His face and skin were completely opaque ebony with only his eyes different in a vibrant yellow and though he was utterly under Sephiroth's control the little man still showed curiosity, a trait it seemed even darkness couldn't erase.
The creature couldn't talk but Sephiroth understood what it meant. "There's a game of hide and seek that's been going on for far too long, boy. I want you to end it now." Lifting a hand lazily the image of Soku and Everent vanished and a shimmering picture of Cloud became visible. "I know I said I would wait for Riku to hand Cloud over but I also said I will be holding all the cards." The silveret smirked evilly as he watched the image of Cloud moving about the infirmary, tending to the few patients and going about his business unawares of the eyes watching him. "I want you to bring me Cloud so that when your knight in shining amour comes for you; I can kill all of you and not risk any of you rats escaping." Sora nodded in affirmation and began to leave when Sephiroth halted him, "Take a few men with you, they'll make sure Cloud comes with ease."
Three similarly dressed men with silver hair materialized from the shadows, nodded to Sephiroth and followed Sora out of the castle with equal smirks.
Reclining in his throne, Sephiroth brushed a thin finger over Cloud's shape in the crystal sphere and hummed softly, "Soon I will have you again, Cloud. I don't care if you love me back anymore, I can't live without you. I need you back here…" He sighed and the persona of the dark, endless evil he was melted and the human in him was visible, "You will learn to love me in time…"
Everent shook the dark keyblade lightly to rid it of the lingering particles that clung to it. He frowned and stuck it under the still running shower head before banishing it with a flick of his wrist and turning back to Soku.
"I did warn them… and still they came at me." He shook his head in disapproval. "Is it just me or is everyone of light stubbornly hard headed." Soku shivered but made no reply, sinking to his knees in a corner of the showers and hiding behind his hair. Everent looked back at him and frowned. "Soku? Are you okay?"
Approaching the fallen silveret Everent put his arms around the littler male's form and was surprised when Soku leapt into his lap and cuddled close, uncaring of the fact they were both utterly bereft of clothing and huddled in the showers.
"Please answer me, prince. I need to know if you are aright." Everent carded his fingers through the wet strands of gleaming platinum hair as he comforted his little lover.
"I-I'm o-okay… its j-just… I m-mean… w-what you did… it meant a lot to me." Soku breathed shakily into the dark prince's neck as he struggled to keep himself under control, refusing to cry and break down.
"I promised I wouldn't let anyone touch you." He leant Soku back a little as he traced the almost faded imprint of 'property of Everent' on the smaller's skin. "And I meant it. Forever, you are mine." He pressed a kiss to Soku's forehead and lifted them both to their feet. "Now it's time to save Sora."
Soku nodded and they left the showers and got dressed hurriedly, glad to leave the place.
Cloud huffed angrily and shuffled about a pile of papers on his desk, a pile he'd been staring at angrily for some time. His mind was wandering unbelievably and he couldn't focus, his thoughts kept leading him by his libido to a certain brunet that seemed to be hounding his mind. He gave up and lent back in is chair behind his desk and blew the papers in frustration, watching them float like feathers off the front of the desk. He then realized he was going to have to go and pick them up now. Sighing he rose from his seat and moved to gather the papers, a medical note to be added to a record once they returned home. It was standard procedure but very dull and thus his mind insisted on drifting to far more entertaining topics.
Like Leon.
Cloud sighed again as he shuffled the papers into another neat pile and placed them on the desk before leaning against it in thought. After they'd been intruded on before by Soku and Everent they had very nearly gotten caught again when Leon had tried to pick up where they'd left off. Cloud had suggested Leon go spar for a while to calm his hormones and, surprisingly, the brunet had agreed. Cloud hadn't thought much of it, thinking he could finally get some work done, but he soon realized when Leon wasn't in the room, his thoughts were on him.
"I'm acting like a lovesick girl…" Cloud pouted, a light blush staining his cheeks. He jumped as a he felt cold metal on his wrist. He whirled around, tearing his limb from the intruders grip with a gasp, breathing a sigh of relief when he saw who it was. "Vincent! You startled me!" He smiled lightly at the crimson cloaked warrior and gestured for the man to sit… which he didn't.
"How are you?" Vincent suddenly asked, breaking the silence that had begun to settle.
Cloud blinked. Vincent never wasted words and petty pleasantries such as 'hello' and 'how are you' were never uttered because if the person wasn't bleeding they were in no immediate danger or at least Vincent liked to pretend and ignore the possibility they weren't. However, after years of the dark haired mans company, Cloud was beginning to see Vincent would ask if he was truly concerned.
The blond smiled softly, "I'll be fine."
"That's not what I asked." Came the sharp reply.
Cloud turned with a pained smile on his lips, his head ducked slightly as he thought about the answer he had to give, one which was both vague yet truthful. "I'm… a little scared."
"A little? Nothings happened, right?"
Looking up a little puzzled, Cloud frowned, "No… why would it?"
"I just… have a bad feeling." Vincent sighed. They both knew Vincent had just quoted something Yuffie would scream when things looked bad and though she was always dramatic she was usually right and for Vincent to be saying it… things definitely didn't look good.
"I can handle myself."
"Not against him."
"Vincen-"
"I'm worried."
Cloud stopped and sighed, running a hand through his hair sadly. "I know you are, and I thank you for your concern but… but there's nothing we can do. We always knew this running thing was a short term fix. Sephiroth has and always will be able to find me, wherever I am."
Vincent's face set determinedly, "Then we need to run faster."
"But… I'm tired of running." Cloud murmured and Vincent's stoic expression shattered with shock.
"What are you saying?"
"I've been running for years now. I felt like I was running from the devil the entire time and I'm sickened to say it gave me a twisted pleasure every time we escaped his grasp no matter who was hurt. But here… running this way, being the man I am right now… I met another man who loves me and I love him back. I truly believe I could have a good life with him and that makes me so incredibly sad and hurts right here." Cloud touched his heart gently and squeezed his eyes closed.
Vincent stepped closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. "All the more reason to start running again, coming here was stupid anyway. I would never have brought you here if I'd known it was Sephiroth we were facing…"
"We would have ended up here anyway, our talents are invaluable. And I can't keep running because if I did I wouldn't be helping Leon, I'd be hurting him more. I can't drag him into this anymore than I can run from it, this is my fate and I should accept it."
Scarlet eyes widened, "No… you can't give up!" He reached out to the blond and gripped the slender shoulders slumped in defeat. "I won't let him win and you can't either!"
"What would be the point, Vince? I can't be responsible for anyone else being killed, I can't take the guilt and sometimes I feel as though my entire body is stained red with the blood he spilt in my name… my fate is inevitable. I can feel him now, his eyes are on me. He's watching me and I know he's sent someone for me." Cloud looked up at Vincent sadly, his eyes almost spilling the floods they held, a tear for every life he knew Sephiroth had ended in his search for him.
"Cloud… you can't just go to him… you can't…" Vincent whispered, his voice actually cracking with fear and sadness as even he couldn't hold back the emotions. He pulled Cloud close and hugged him tightly. "I can't let you… I won't be the one to tell Leon his lover is gone forever!"
Cloud hugged him back fiercely. "I'm sorry my friend… but my time was over the moment I agreed to give myself to Sephiroth all those years ago… if I go peacefully I might be able to get Sephiroth to let everyone go alive. That way Sora and Riku are reunited and Soku gets to be with Everent and everyone's okay…"
"Everyone but you and Leon…" Vincent pulled back. "Please don't do this…"
"I hav-" Cloud began.
"Looks like you were expecting us."
Cloud and Vincent turned to see four figures stood in the shadowed side of the tent. Three they recognized instantly but the fourth was so completely blended with the darkness around him it was impossible to see.
Kadaj stepped forward, "You were weren't you? Already saying your goodbyes… tut, tut… it's no good to keep Sephiroth waiting, you know."
"Yeah, meanie!" Loz chimed in childishly.
"Come along, you've been greatly missed." Yazoo teased, gesturing for Cloud to approach.
Vincent drew Cerberus in a flash and aimed the barrel at the nearest silveret, the catch clicking softly and the chain clinking in the sudden silence. "Not another step…" Vincent hissed as he shielded Cloud from view.
"Vince…" Cloud murmured.
"No, Cloud. I'm not going to say good bye that easily." The fourth figure that had yet to reveal himself began to approach, making his way towards Vincent and Cloud. "I said not another… Sora?!"
Into the light stepped Sora except it didn't appear to be Sora. The man's skin was pitch dark and his eyes shifted from piercing yellow to smoldering gold and back again depending on which way the light caught them. His hands were splayed, each finger arched down to a curved claw Vincent could relate to, Sora's ears pointed acutely and his teeth pointed like fangs as the little creature that looked to be Sora approached.
"Cloud, I-"
"That really is Sora, Vince, you can't shoot him!" Cloud snapped, already knowing that Vincent was weighing up between shooting Sora to protect Cloud and not shooting and letting Cloud leave.
Vincent bit his lip, his hand shaking a little as he raised it firmly. "I promised…"
"Vince!"
"I promised everyone I'd keep you safe!"
"Please don't shoot him, Vincent! I'm not worth it!" Cloud begged, clutching Vincent's clawed arm that didn't hold Cerberus, trying to shake Vincent's body enough to make the elder drop the gun.
Kadaj, Loz and Yazoo merely watched with intrigue at the display. The shadow Sora was creeping ever closer and Vincent's finger was tightening on the trigger, keeping the gun out of Cloud's reach so he could aim without Cloud wrecking the shot.
"Please forgive me, Cloud, Sora…" Vincent bit his lip and squeezed the trigger.
DUH DUH DUUUH! X3 please don't kill us! ALL WILL BE REVEALED!!!11!!
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