Deadly Desire

XO'MagickMoon'OX

A/N: More chapters! I have one more finished chapter after this… and then I'll have to write like the wind. Hopefully these four will keep you all satisfied until I have more written!

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"Roxas…" Sora dragged his friend off the dance floor. He was flushed and sweating and panting, and "No more! You're going to dance us to death!"

"Death doesn't sound so bad right now," Roxas murmured as he was pulled by the collar towards the bar.

"Oh, shut up." Sora rolled his eyes before pushing his matted bangs out of them.

Sora came to a halt in front of the bar, and Roxas ducked behind him. Sora rolled his eyes again. "Hey, Axel!"

The redhead meandered down the bar to Sora as he wiped a glass clean with a white towel. He smiled slightly upon seeing Sora, but apparently failed to recognize the figure cowering behind the brunet. "Yo, long time, no see! What can I do you for?"

"Two waters," Sora said, and added, "Preferably, undrugged."

Axel's smile turned sheepish as he set the glass down and scratched the back of his head. "Eheheh… yeah, all right. No problem." Then he turned to get Sora's order.

Sora glanced at Roxas over his shoulder. The blond was peeking around Sora now that Axel's back was turned. "It… It's really him," he breathed.

"Yeah, I told you."

"Here you go."

Roxas jumped and hid behind Sora again as Axel handed them their drinks.

Axel peered around Sora suspiciously. He was wiping another glass with the same white towel. "Hey, who's your friend?"

"Well, d'you remember when I told you that I'd talk to Roxas for you?"

Axel dropped the glass and the towel. The glass hit the bar, rolled off, and shattered on the floor. All of the heads within hearing range (which weren't many, considering the range was made pretty small by the omnipresent music) turned, and Axel swore, now a foot or two away from where he'd been previously standing.

He quickly forgot about the mess however, and moved back to stand before Sora. He peered around Sora's shoulder again and asked, "Roxas…?"

The blond sighed and stepped out from behind his human shield. "Yeah…"

Axel's face erupted in a bright smile and he leaned forward, as if to get a better look at the blond. Roxas instinctively took a step back. "Roxas! I…" Axel paused, and composed himself upon noticing Roxas's anxious expression. "I… It's…great to see you again," Axel finished sedately and then went about cleaning up the glass. He grabbed a broom from somewhere out of sight and busied himself with sweeping up the shards. "So, uh… how's it been?"

Roxas slowly sat down on a barstool and shrugged. Sora sat beside him. "It's been okay," he replied.

"Is your mom still running that store?"

"Yeah."

Axel smiled fondly at the memory. "That was a great store. Always had the best music… Haven't been there in a while, though."

"Two years?" Roxas ventured.

"…More or less."

Sora nudged Roxas's arm, and the blond passed him a sidelong glare before returning his attention to the redhead, who was currently hidden, as he'd disappeared behind the bar to sweep the broken glass into a dustpan.

He reappeared a moment later and dumped the shards into a nearby trashcan, his usually expressive face carefully impassive. Loath as he was to admit it, Roxas didn't like it. "Axel…" He leaned forward slightly. "Axel, I'm sorry."

"…What?" Axel looked curiously at Roxas. Through the pretended casualness Roxas could see fear and hope swimming in the impossibly green depths of the redhead's eyes.

"I'm sorry," Roxas said again, louder this time.

"…For what?"

"For…" Roxas fidgeted, drawing a fingertip over the bar's pockmarked wood, "for blowing up at you, that time… for scaring you away…" He rubbed his eye with the heel of his palm. "I didn't meant to…"

Axel looked forlornly down at the towel now clenched in his hands. "No, that's okay. You don't have to apologize for that. It was all my fault; I should have known better, I should have—"

"Axel…" Roxas stood up, but the redhead ignored him, and continued, "acted better, I shouldn't've come onto you, that was so… so wrong, especially since you… fuck, you were fourteen! I…"

"Axel!" Roxas leaned up and took Axel's face in his hands, staring directly into his eyes, icy blue against candy-apple green. Axel looked startled, and even more so when Roxas leaned up further and pressed their lips together.

Sora smiled behind his glass and turned his back on them, gazing instead out at the dance floor.

"Axel…" Roxas breathed as he pulled back. "Axel, I'm sorry. I'd always meant to tell you…"

Axel slowly opened his eyes.

"I love you, too."

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Sora returned home from Abyss that night walking on a cloud. It had been nice to see Roxas so happy with Axel. They were definitely made for each other, despite the seven years' age difference. But really, what was seven years in the realm of love?

Sora opened his front door, announced his presence to his parents, and traipsed up the stairs to his room. Flicking on the lights, he closed his door and waltzed over to his bed, where he collapsed, gazing blithely up at the pebbled ceiling.

Somewhere in the bowls of his house, the phone rang.

"Sora!"

With a sigh, he rolled onto his stomach and took the phone off his nightstand. "'Yello?"

"Sora?"

Sora smiled. "Oh, hey Kairi. What's up?"

"Sora… I…" She sounded scared.

Sora sat up as he slowly came down off his previous high. "Kairi? What's wrong?"

"Oh, Sora, I… I had a nightmare…"

Sora breathed a sigh of relief. "That's all?"

"What do you mean 'that's all'!" she nearly shrieked. "Sora, it was terrible… you…you died…"

"What?"

"You…" she hiccupped a sob, "you died. Riku…he—"

"Riku…?"

"He killed you! Sora, I'm," her voice dropped to a staticy whisper, "I'm really scared…"

Sora laughed, and didn't fail to notice that it sounded nervous. "Kairi, it was just a dream. Riku… Riku would never do that."

"Sora, I-I don't trust him Sora!"

"I know you don't," he sighed. "But, Kairi, please, he wouldn't… he cares about me…"

"Sora, break up with him."

"…What?"

"Please, please break up with him!" Kairi trilled.

"Kairi…" he frowned, "I can't do that. I… I love him."

"Sora, get a hold of yourself! You can't love him, you just met him! You barely know him! For all we know, he could be crazy… he says he's a vampire, that he's been chasing you for thousands of years—honestly, Sora, he's… he's dangerous."

"Kairi, you don't know what you're talking about," Sora deadpanned, his patience slipping. It was a rare thing, but it was happening.

"I don't want to lose you!"

Sora froze. Those words… they sounded so familiar…

"…you won't lose me. I promise, nothing will happen to either of us."

Sora shook his head.

"I'll protect us."

"No…"

"Sora," Kairi pleaded.

"No, Kairi, you won't lose me. I promise."

"Sora, the only way you can keep that promise is if you break up with Riku!"

"Kairi…" Sora sighed and rubbed his hand over his face. "Kairi, you're overreacting."

"Sora, I've always had a bad feeling about him. I don't trust him, I—"

"Maybe you're just jealous of him," Sora suggested casually, though there was no hiding the slight bite in his voice.

Silence.

Then, "...What!"

"Maybe you're just jealous of him," Sora said again.

"Sora…" There was a sob, and then another, and another, and then finally the phone went dead.

"Kairi…?" Sora scratched the back of his neck as he hung the phone back up.

"Women."

Sora turned and saw Riku reclining his desk chair. A smile stole across the brunet's face, and Riku mimicked it with his trademark smirk-like grin. "Can't live with 'em…"

"Can't live without 'em," Sora agreed. He got up and padded over to Riku, who stood too and met him halfway. "How long have you been here?"

"Long enough."

"Oh…" Sora averted his eyes. "You heard?"

Riku nodded, though he was still smiling, now more of a genuine, soft smile than a smirk. "Sora, you know I would never…"

"I know. That's what I told her, but…"

Riku leaned down and kissed Sora tenderly. Pulling back, he murmured, "Don't worry about her. She'll come to her senses eventually."

"I hope so. I mean, she is one of my best friends… I…" Sora shook his head.

"Don't worry," Riku murmured again, leaning down for another kiss. Sora happily obliged.

Still locked at the mouth, Sora backpedaled to the bed, sat down, and pulled Riku with him. Riku straddled his lap and draped his arms over Sora's shoulders, his head tilted to deepen the kiss. Sora's hands ran down Riku's back to his waist and then to his ass, which caused Riku to squirm slightly and lap entreatingly at Sora's lips.

Riku pushed Sora back and laid on top of him, continuing the kiss. Sora's hands ventured down more, beneath Riku's pants. He smirked inwardly to find that Riku wasn't wearing any underwear. Riku made a small sound not unlike a moan and broke the kiss, his face pinker than Sora had ever seen it. Sora smiled innocently (and it was the biggest farce of innocence in the history of forever) as his hands crept down even further. "Thank God for elastic waistbands," he teased. Riku chuckled breathily and shook his head, the tips of his silver hair tickling over Sora's cheek.

Sora's fingers brushed something along the back of Riku's thigh, a sigil, he realized. A Deadly Sin tattoo. "Which one?" he whispered against Riku's lips as the vampire shivered.

"Uhh…"

"There are two left, aren't there?" Sora nibbled on Riku's lower lip and grazed the marking again with his fingertips. Riku gasped for breath. "Let's see… I found Lust, and Anger, and…" another stroke, "Envy," another gasp, "and Pride…and Gluttony…" His fingers inched Riku's pants down his hips a little ways. "What are the other two?"

"Uhh… uhhh… Envy?"

"I said that one. You're not paying attention," stroke, "Riku."

"Ahh…uhh, shit, Sora… Anger?"

"Said that."

"A…Avarice. Avarice." Sora touched the tattoo again, and Riku buried his head in Sora's neck. "You're going to be the death of me…"

"This one's Avarice?"

"Yeah… or, Greed, if you want."

"Where's the last one?"

Riku lifted his face and offered Sora a fanged smile. "You're just gonna have to find it yourself."

Sora raised an eyebrow. "Is that a challenge?"

"It very well could be."

Sora pushed Riku off him so that he rolled onto his back beside the brunet. He hovered over the vampire and looked his body up and down. "Well, let's see… I know that there are five above the waistline. And…that's it. And now another below the waistline… the other must be down there somewhere, too."

"What makes you so sure?"

Sora grinned. "Just a hunch."

"Uh-huh…" More of those past-life flashes, no doubt. "Well, where is it?"

"Hmmmm…" Sora danced his fingers down Riku's stomach, down his hip, down his left leg. "Down…" His hand crept a little further, until Sora had slid off the bed and was observing Riku's ankles. "Here." He lifted Riku's pant leg, grabbed his left ankle, and spotted the marking there, on the outside. "Sloth, isn't it?"

Riku jerked his foot back out of danger and pulled his knee to his chest. "Well aren't you sharp."

Sora's head popped up over the edge of the bed, and then continued up onto it, the rest of his body in tow. "I'm just good like that." He sat beside Riku, grinning satisfactorily. "So, I've found all seven. What do I win?"

"Hmmmm…" Riku gave Sora a calculating onceover. Then, he leaned over and claimed Sora's mouth, pushing the brunet back against the pillows.

He kissed Sora thoroughly, ravishing his mouth, re-exploring the contours that he'd already long since memorized, tasting the brunet like he'd never had anything so sweet. And he never wanted to stop. He wouldn't have stopped, either, if Sora hadn't nudged him away for air. Even then, his lips continued questing, down Sora's jaw, along his neck, to his collarbone. His hands went on an adventure of their own, and slid under Sora's shirt. They pushed it up to gain access to his chest, where his fingers twisted Sora's nipples and teased them until a satisfying noise was wrested from Sora's mouth.

"Before," Sora breathed, "I never would have imagined that to feel very good for a boy…" He laughed.

Riku smiled against Sora's chest, where his mouth had ventured to. "Nipples are nipples, Sora, whether you have breasts or not." As if to prove his point, Riku closed his mouth over one of them and sucked. Sora groaned, his fingers curling around Riku's hair.

"Riku," Sora whispered, "Riku, I love you…"

Automatically, Riku replied, "I love you too…"

"Riku."

Riku started and sat bolt upright. He turned, and what he saw made him scowl. "Leon, what the hell are you doing here?"

Sora hastily tugged his shirt back down. A bright blush bloomed in his face as he propped himself up on his elbows and peered around Riku to the vampire who'd suddenly appeared.

"Riku," Leon said, "it's…" steely eyes flickered to Sora and back again, "urgent."

Riku and Leon had a silent exchange, which Sora suspected to have been conducted telepathically, and then Riku climbed off of Sora. Before getting off the bed, he turned and gave Sora another kiss. "Sorry, I have to go."

Sora couldn't hide his look of disappointment.

"I'll be back," Riku assured with a smile, touching the side of Sora's face.

"Okay." Sora pouted, and Riku kissed him again.

"Bye…" Riku's fingers lingered on Sora's cheek before finally sliding away as he stood. Waving at Sora, he went to stand with Leon.

"Bye." Sora smiled and waved back.

Without further ado, Riku and Leon disappeared.

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A/N: Needless to say, review please! And… again, sorry if these present-day chapters seem kind of lame. Do they seem lame to anyone else? Well, still, all of the drama'll be taking place in the past before they pick up in the future. :D;;;

It's almost done, guys! Ahhh!

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