there are two people i'd like to thank at this moment in time, Sora's Long Lost Lover and VanillaJewelz.
i knows you peoples read this story...but no reviews, it makes people feel totally unloved. :(
so here's the 14th chapter of Sorry I'm Late, i felt in a kinda fluffy mood i guess.
"What are the damages?" Xemnas ran a hand through his hair. Saix stared blankly at the injured boys in front of them. Due to the low amount of members in play they had to call axel and Roxas back.
"Demyx has a fractured arm and concussion. Zexion still hasn't woken up, they think he will soon, but otherwise we're talking a brief coma, which will affect our missions because he usually organizes them." Axel stood before him, he was still a little annoyed his time off had been cut short
"The other two? Larxene and Marluxia?"
"We haven't heard from them yet, we can't tell you."
"But Marluxia's blood was found in an alleyway. With the amount of blood there, it's suspected to be a fatal wound." Roxas stepped forward; he was still shocked that someone had managed to shake up the gang. He never expected any injuries to be as bad as they were, especially to their schemer.
Seeing Demyx sitting at his bed side, head in hands, and apologizing every so often.
'I'm so sorry Zexion, I should've been there with you, and not where I was. I could hear your voice, so worried for me, but I was just so helpless, when you needed me most...I'm just so sorry...I love you...'
Had Roxas ever said I love you to Axel?
He glanced sideways to his lover. He couldn't remember.
They strolled down the abandoned streets.
Roxas reached out for that swinging hand to clasp it in his own, feel the warmth, make sure Axel was there. That he wasn't going to leave.
Axel glanced back to see the smaller boy, hold his hand against his chest.
"You won't leave me, right, Axel...? Please don't leave me."
It almost killed Axel to see those familiar eyes full of tears, pleading for him. He coughed away his sympathetic tears and held out his arm for Roxas to rush into his embrace. His free hand stroked silky threads soothingly.
"Of course I won't, Roxy, don't cry please..." he choked out a laugh, trying to smile but his face muscles were struggling against the order. "You'll make me cry."
"But your so strong Axel...why are you still with me?"
"Because I love you Roxas, and don't you forget it."
"Iruvyutu...so much..."
Axel could barely understand him, but he still smiled and held his soul mate closer.
-SIL-
"What are you doing here?" Riku sat on the opposite of the sofa, feet curled up under him.
"I'm sorry...I didn't know where else to go..." Sora's voice was unusually quiet, he sounded almost ashamed of himself.
"Your mum is still away?"
"I haven't been back."
"Where have you lived, clothes and stuff like that?" Riku was still concerned about Sora but tried desperately not to show it.
"The Organization sorted that."
"So you just came here? What happened?"
"I was attacked..." his face fell and he dug his palm into his eyes. "I think I...Seifer..."
"What did he do?" Riku shifted to sit beside the boy, just resting his hand lightly on his shivering shoulder. "Sora? What did he-?"
"I think I killed him! The boy burst out sobbing. I didn't mean to, but he as getting ready to...I was just so scared. And there was all this blood." Riku was trying not to hug the boy close, wipe his tears away, and comfort him. He wanted to kiss it all better. It was so hard.
'I never expected to fall in love with him. He was just meant to be a good lay. This is your own fault Riku, you waited.' He cursed himself as his hand unconsciously rubbed the small back.
Sora hissed quietly flinching away.
With a sharp glare Riku tugged the shirt from the reluctant boy. The black bruises were just at his shoulder blades, like someone had pressed down insanely hard as if to restrain him.
"Sora...you weren't going to tell me?"
"It not as if you would've cared anyways."
Riku snapped. He screamed in frustration, his hands flying to his head and almost tearing his precious hair from his head. "You left me Sora. Never say I didn't care. It was going well and without another word you left! I'm sorry if you feel unloved, was I not good enough for you? Well? Say something!" Sora shivered with fright. Riku reached forward grasping his thin wrists in a death grip.
"Aren't you going to speak Sora? When it really matters won't you speak?! Make me stop."
"Riku, I'm sor-"
"Of course you're sorry! I mean, who wouldn't be? You tore out my heart, and spat on my corpse! You had so much to say to me-"
"Riku, I don't like-"
"Well, Sora that's the point! Am I scaring you? Are you terrified of me, my little Sora? My butterfly? I set you free but you killed me, you chained me and I can't forget you. I still want you..." Riku stopped his rant, his gaze softened to actually notice the alarmed look in sapphire blue eyes.
Riku let go of the lithe shaking boy and grabbed his cigarettes from the side. He threw one at the form before lighting his own and marching to the small balcony, he slammed the door shut.
He inhaled on the cancer stick deeply before sighing with relief. Nicotine really did wonders...
-SIL-
Five minutes later, Sora noticed the door slide open.
"I came for the lighter."
"Another one?" Sora gulped handing it the small metal device.
"Yeah," Riku let out a chuckle, "I use them to calm down, but they remind me of you so I just get worked up again. I try to forget you but it makes me ache. I want to touch you but it burns, kiss you but...you can stay in my room, I'll sleep on the couch, otherwise it'll hurt your shoulders."
"What about the spare room?"
"Sora, my best friend was tied up and fucked on that bed, no thank you."
"But-"
"Don't argue, Sora, just go."
In complete silence the brunette left.
Riku sighed, he glanced at his shut bedroom door before stripping himself of his shirt, after a quick thought he slipped off his jeans too.
"Um...Riku?"
"What?" The half naked silverette whirled around to notice Sora in the doorway looking thoroughly embarrassed.
"Erm... you have a pair of scissors? Sharp ones? Like for cutting hair?"
"Er yeah, I'll just get them." He eventually dug the scissors from his desk drawer; Sora took them gratefully and fled to the bathroom.
"Jesus Christ," Riku huffed grabbing the small extra blanket. Knowing Sora was in the room just over was going to be hard.
-SIL-
Riku fell from the sofa in the early hours of the morning. He glanced around before pushing himself up and stumbling to the bathroom.
He saw the scissors lying on the side, then the bandage wrapper and bloody cloth beside it.
What the-?
He gathered the evidence before stomping to his room. There was the supposedly innocent Sora. He dumped the objects on the side before throwing back the sheets.
"Wakey, wakey Sora! We have another rant on our hands."
"What?! Riku?!" Hands flew down to cover his legs. Enraged, Riku tore the offending limbs away to reveal Sora's thin thighs tightly bandaged. Riku tutted in disbelief.
"Come on, Sora, at least try to hide this shit," he gestured to the stuff. "I think you could have at least tried to hide it. It's like a freaking beacon. 'I cut myself.' Why don't you just slit your wrist instead? It hurts me enough without knowing you do this."
"Fuck you," Sora hissed, "you don't understand."
"Come on then Sora! Make me understand your pain. Come on, I'm listening." Riku threw himself on the bed.
"Just fuck off and leave me alone."
"No, no, no! You're not getting away with it that easily," Riku sat on Sora's hips, pinning him so he couldn't turn away. "I want to hear this now. It's 4 in the morning, we have all day."
"You remember your cousins found me? They're part of a gang, the heartless, and completely different from the organization. But their leader, maleficent, found me and was gonna use me to get to the organization." Sora flung his arm across his eyes. "They gave me a week before they'd kill me, one week to live. So Yazoo and Kadaj gave me back to you. When the three of us were out shopping, Yazoo got a call saying maleficent wanted it to be sooner. When we got home, I realised I could leave now, or die the next day. So I ran...I regretted it but I didn't want you to hurt so I just left hoping you'd get over me quickly."
"That couldn't happen, Sora." Riku muttered quietly.
"It seems so...I went back to the gang. So much had changed...there was a plan to get to maleficent...but it was a trap, someone ratted us out. Demyx and Zexion, I know they got hurt. I got a few bruises but them; I don't know...they could be dead for all I know!" Sora cried, "I came back here and I understand how much pain you feel... how do you expect me to live, when people I care for are hurting because of me? I had to do it Riku...please..."
"Stupid Sora," Riku gently held his arms and exposed shining eyes, silver hair brushed a sensitive neck as he leaned down. "If you wanted pain, I could've given you some of mine."
"Why are you with me Riku?" Sora whispered though thankful, he couldn't comprehend why Riku loved him. "How does one like you, so perfect and forgiving, love someone so ugly like me?"
"You're beautiful Sora; don't forget that, everything about you." Riku rested next to Sora, one arm casually slung across the small waist. Sora shifted pressing closer. "Just stay with me..."
-SIL-
The blonde musician sat in the small plastic chair, head in hands, he still ached all over. His mind was all messed up with worries and thoughts. 'I don't know what happened to the others, is Sora okay now? If this arm I probably won't be able to play for a while...I hope Zexion wakes up.'
The last thought occupied his brain the most; the one living thing he could actually be serious for was still asleep. What happened if he never woke up? Demyx wouldn't be able to sing anymore, he only sang for one person who was always in the crowd; even if it meant ditching that award ceremony, where he had to be.
"I am sorry, Zexion." He was being serious for once in his immature life. Anyone who knew him well would know by the way he hadn't shortened the name. "Zexion...Zexion...will you wake up now? I learned my lesson. I'll pay attention more, even if you just whisper, I'll hear, I promise...I'll change for you...I love you..."
"I don't want you to change for me Demyx...I love you the way you are..."
because Zexion is like one of my favourite characters i couldn't just leave him sleeping for the whole thing, eh? and for those who didn't work it out Roxas said i love you too. (i'm not insulting your intelligence, but my friend didn't get it so...)
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