Chapter 18: Deep-Sixed

Somehow, someway, (—after having slept all night and right away—), Ventus woke up ever so lightly pressed up against the hourglass figure of his peaceful charge. No, he wasn't quite a big spoon per se; he perhaps played more of a big spatula. Though that didn't actually make any sense, and though neither arm was wrapped around the slumbering girl's body, he still awakened to her presence concentrated on his pelvis. It was light but generous—enough to illicit the steady sensation of hypnotic body heat, but not overshooting into wildfire territory. And since he was male, of course even the smallest contact felt excellent in the morning—but quickly, his good guy reserves reactivated, so he backed away.

In fact, he was so spooked, he actually got up and started his day. Naminé stirred there where he left her, catching a glimpse of him before he exited. All the while, Roxas and Xion were silently grinding their spoons nearby, which is a figure of speech for a prelude to something naughty.

-X-

Over in Cid's garage, Riku sat listlessly on the bench, scowling at the corner, so Cid politely requested, "Hey, kid—the trick is aiming your heat vision at the grime on the hull, that way it scrapes off quicker."

"Sorry, Cid," Riku apologized, shaking his head. "I just can't quit thinking about that sleaze-ball Axel."

Cid pointed out, "You got better things to worry about than him, like findin' yer best bud Sora." Hearing Riku sigh harder than usual, the spaceship maven added for courtesy, "OR maybe don't worry about nothin'! That Xehanort feller ain't even drawin' breath, so why not breathe easy? Go huntin', see a movie, chop it up with some gals—like Yuffie! Didn't I tell ya she likes you—?"

"Yeah, yeah," Riku chuckled. "I actually did talk to her. She, uh…she's nice."

Shooting up from his work bench, Cid yelled, "Yer tellin' me you bagged her already?!"

Nearly falling out his chair, Riku sputtered, "What—!? How did you know?!"

Pointing righteously, Cid yelled, "I didn't! I was just guessin'! Talk about fast and loose!"

"Yeah, well, it's no big deal—"

"Hey, why all the yelling?" Leon questioned. Just walking in the garage, he asked a followup question, "Is the topic sports?"

"No," said Cid.

"Is it sexual?"

"Damn skippy," Cid confirmed. "Riku thinks he's a man, now!"

Thinking fast, Riku stated, "It's not so serious—all I did was give a girl a compliment."

Doing the opposite of playing along, Cid chuckled and commented, "Playin' it cool, huh?"

Leon, on the other hand, was mildly interested, asking, "Really? Who?"

"Just a random, er…"

"The girl next door," Cid revealed. "I'm talkin' upstairs, two doors down."

"Jeez, Cid—!"

Smiling deviously, Leon said, "You gave Yuffie a compliment, huh? Well, I can't lie. I'm curious. What'd ya say?"

Speaking from the truth, the undergrad lover boy relayed, "She said something witty, and I told her she's quick on her feet."

Leon gave his expert critique, "Not bad. Girls love subtle hints like that. Yuffie might be a little rough around the edges, but she's a good girl at heart. I say take it slow if you really like her like that."

"That actually sounds like a really good idea, Leon."

-X-

Getting his stress out, Riku laid back while Yuffie promoted herself to ninja-cowgirl. Keeping quiet, they took it slow with the radio on, in Riku's room this time. After a moment of resting his eyes, he was jolted by a kiss, which was followed by another.

"Hey, Riku?" Yuffie asked.

"What," he grunted.

"Who's that new girl?" she asked. "With the blonde hair?"

"She's Naminé," he answered.

"She your ex, or something?" she asked.

"We used to talk," he answered.

"I thought so. She kept looking at us the other night at the movies, and after we left, too."

Riku shrugged. "I guess she was."

For a moment, he laid there and weathered her prying eyes, then encouraging more friction with a few butt-squeezes. And eventually, he put in a little more effort from below, mainly just to keep the conversation at a minimum.

-X-

"Don't worry, we're on the way for real this time," Terra assured. Speaking to the screen of his phone, he told Mickey, "Trust me, Aqua's getting pretty antsy about not having her own phone."

Sitting down at the table with him, Aqua objected, "That is not the only reason we're visiting!"

"It's all she can do to fight off the jealousy," Terra once more jested.

Mickey chortled from the phone, saying, "Ole Chip and Dale'll have a brand spankin' new one by the time you get there! Also, I have to ask. How's Naminé?"

Nodding, Terra reported, "She's a tough one. Isn't that right, Naminé?"

Rotating the camera to the other person sitting at the table, Terra showed off the smiling girl in mid-sip of her coffee. While she waved, Mickey greeted her, "Oh, hey! Good to see you looking so well!"

"You too, King Mickey," she and her bright smile replied. "It's sweet of you to ask."

Terra concluded his conversation, "So, like I was saying, we'll be at Yen Sid's in a jiff."

"All righty, Terra. I'll meet you there."

After hanging up the phone, he pointed out, "Guess we should get goin', Aqua."

She asked, "What about Ven?"

"I think he should stay here for a while, and just watch the house." With a cheeky tone, he added, "Might be the safest option until the Keyblade Master herself gets back on duty."

Smirking it off, Aqua countered, "Or we could find a way to take Naminé with us. Whaddya think, Naminé?"

Surprising everyone with her laidback tone, she said, "I don't mind staying here. It's nice out."

Just then, Ventus walked in from the backdoor, and the morning sun shined in such a precise way that he immediately met eyes with the girl in white smiling at him. In a split second, he time-travelled back to when they all first met at Yen Sid's two days prior, where he had, in the lowest of keys, determined both she and Xion were beyond beautiful, natural works of art. And now, stunned in slow motion within the perimeter of that well-architected kitchen, Ven brazenly took a stand as he dared to confront the culprit of his recent theft—theft of breath, that is. From the way the sun made her hair, face, and dress sparkle, all the way down to the PLANITb-Remix-like smile on prominent display, Ven knew she was undeniably bad in a damned good way. Ven also knew Terra had been saying something the moment he walked in.

"…so, keep watch while we're gone. You and Roxas are the chief defenders, so stay alert."

Following Terra to the door, Aqua added, "And Xion, too."

"Huh? Oh, right." Before leaving, Terra advised, "Call me or Riku if you need something."

"Uh-huh, gotcha." Turning to Naminé, the entranced young guardian slurred, "Sooo, uhhhh, heyyyou…?"

"Oh—sorry, if we surprised you last night," she apologized. "We were kind of freaking out alone in the other room."

Instantly snapping mostly out of it, Ven replied, "I don't blame you. That boarded up window looks straight out of a haunted house."

"Right. Riku's supposed to help us fix it today. He said he knows a guy…who can…pay for…?"

Eyes bulging, Ven asked in a whisper, "Do you hear that?"

Nodding, Naminé covered her embarrassed smile. The fact of the matter was…

-X-

So, just minutes prior, Roxas and Xion were quietly sleeping in after an early morning grind. That grind reinitiated when Xion stirred awake against the rod behind her. Emerging from hibernation, Roxas held her tightly and welcomed a delicate session of humping, in which Xion took an aggressively submissive role. Totally getting her boobs squeezed under her shirt but over her bra, the un-forgotten girl humped him right back while caressing his leg with hers, and the current feeling building up inside either fore-player was totally not imaginary.

And there, at some point, Roxas's other hand followed hers into her bottoms, and at last, he beheld her kitty cat. Stunned by the texture, he assumed the more significant portion was just below the trail, and when he found it, he fell in love with his discovery, which led to her sharp and audible gasp. Indeed, he searched her out for more to unearth and appreciate.

And it happened, that Xion exiled her bottoms to the wayside with Roxas's help. He got a damned good look at her backside, almost too stunned to get his dick out. But he did, and he followed the wetness until making his triumphal entry. She sang in a high soprano, he brought the bass, and finally, percussion totally entered the parade, which reminded Roxas of every time Xion said a thing like "fuck me sideways."

Well, he was definitely doing that now, and for a novice, he seemed adept, at least judging by Xion's reaction, which progressively got louder and louder. Their first fuck session got so wild that somehow, someway, (—making all the right moves with the right pace—) they undressed their top halves without missing a single beat or sacrificing any rhythm, and when Xion went limp and collapsed in front of him, Roxas took the initiative of style-switching to Prone Bone Master.

So yes, they fucked, hot and sweaty over the sheets, until Roxas pulled out and came on her back.

"Oh my god…" Rox was shocked.

"Ooh my gawd…did we just fuck?" Xion asked in a breathy whisper.

Still perched about her ass cushions, Roxas said, "Yeah, it happened so fast…"

She retorted, "Well, that's not my problem—"

"No, I mean—I just can't believe we…"

Turning over and soaking Roxas's sheets, Xion fretted, "Oh, God—we were so loud!"

Roxas theorized, "Maybe they didn't hear us?"

Xion strategized, "Maybe we should sneak out the windo—" She was interrupted by his kiss.

While all that got a soft continuation, back in the kitchen, Ven, a few shades redder, surmised, "Sounds like they're done."

Her own shades tantamount to Ven's, Naminé suggested, "Maybe we should give them more space?"

Seeing an invite to opportunity disguised as a ticket out of there, Ven rubbed his skull and asked, "Oh, do you wanna…take a walk in the town?"

Eyes lighting up, she said, "I'd love to!"

-X-

Walking through the populated marketplace, Ven and Naminé found out really quickly how shy they were. The smalltalk pittered out moments after the walk began, and while walking past a merchant selling toy swords, Ven meekly commented, "Those look fun."

"Oh. Yeah." Naminé's subsequent shrug was a more accurate response.

"Mm-hm…" Very leisurely, the non-comatose boy threw his arms behind his head. Also, he whistled a quick and lively tune. "It's nice out, isn't it?"

"It really is," said the fellow weather-lover.

"Yep." Suddenly, he sniffed the air with mild aggression.

And nothing else happened, so they continued walking through the market. Also, Naminé smiled as a light breeze was violently catapulted against them. And just then, there were a couple of children having a totally metal duel with toy swords nearby, and Ven found that awe-inspiring.

"Oh, man—I wonder who's gonna win!"

Naminé's giggle enchanted him, and she said, "Me too."

The kids' explosive battle of heroism and truth twisted down the road, going past another merchant's stand. That stand in particular seemed to be selling flowers, and both teens' eyes fell upon the colorful display. Ven was the first to say, "Hey, those flowers are nice."

Smiling, she affirmed, "Yes, they are!"

After patting his pockets and donning a slightly disappointed look, he shrugged it off and asked, "You wanna get a closer look?"

"Sure!"

While approaching the vendor's outdoor shop, Naminé stopped and stared at the business owner, and he stared directly back at her. While neither of them said anything, Ven pointed out, "Some of these flowers look like they walk around—hey, uh…"

The vendor, a pink-haired man with a doubly shocked look, greeted them tensely, "…Hello."

While Naminé scanned him silently, Ventus noted, "You look kind of familiar. Are you from the L.O.D.?"

"No, sir. I come from a far off land." Intensely, he cut his eyes between the duo.

Ven asked, "You sure it's not the Land of Departure? You never went to Keyblade school there?"

"Uh, no. I must have a common face—"

From the back of the stand, someone else approached them. "Everything okay, Lauriam—oooh, boy."

This one was a tall blonde woman, and she possessed the same look of culpability as her pink-haired partner. And, upon seeing her enter, Naminé had gasped audibly, and that was when Lauriam decided to end the charade, "Yes, we have met before, although I don't understand why you fail to remember us, Roxas."

"Roxas?" Ven repeated. "No, I'm Ven."

"Ven…?" Lauriam repeated, glancing sidelong at his work partner. "I've never heard of you."

Frowning, Naminé piped up, "Well, I definitely remember you."

"Relax," the woman said with potent sass. "We're not interested in super evil plans anymore. Just regular evil plans."

While Ven was confused, Naminé asked, "What are you up to?"

"We're saving up for a ship," Not-Marluxia replied. "We figured if we got one, we could embark on a journey to find our home."

Not-Larxene added, "And I was just kidding about the evil thing. We're pretty much over being misguided by weird psychos in black coats."

Since Naminé appeared less than convinced, Lauriam stated, "Our stance is subject to change. But for now…how about a fresh batch of tulips, no charge?"

Smiling, Naminé asked, "Really?"

Grabbing a bouquet, some of white and some of pink, Not-Larxene handed it to Naminé and added, "Just as a thank you for not freaking out on us. And, you know…an apology for all the 'captivity' stuff."

"'Captivity stuff'?" Ven repeated in dire confusion.

"It's a long, boring story—"

"Speaking of which," Naminé interrupted the taller blonde, "we really need to talk to you about Sora, but…I guess it can wait. Is this where we can find you?"

"Until we attain a bigger shop," Lauriam replied.

"Okay…then, we'll see you around. Goodbye for now, Marluxia and Larxene."

"Lauriam," the male corrected with a stern smile.

"Elrena," his partner added, smiling in mostly the same way.

Though Naminé didn't completely trust them, and despite Ven's knee-deep confusion, the two left their former adversaries in peace. And after enough strolling about, they started heading back to their neighborhood. While on the way, the spiky-haired lad clearly desired to iron out his confusion on what just happened, and Naminé did her best to explain.

"So, they forced you to erase people's memories the moment you were born?" Ven asked.

"Yeah… Those weren't fun times. I'll always be glad to be away from their schemes."

With their house in viewing distance, Ven stated, "People can be unbelievably cruel."

"Tell me about it."

Daring to avoid the lull, he then asked, "So, what was it like being born a fully grown teenager?"

Finding some amusement in his wording, she replied, "I remember feeling…robotic. No one really needed to teach me things, but I was slow to understand how things worked. It was sort of like remembering everything I forgot. It was…strange."

"I think I might know what you mean."

Soon, they reentered the house, also gracing the presence of Roxas and Xion at the dinner table. Immediately, the non-virgin dual wielder interrogated, "You got her flowers?!"

"It wasn't me!" Ven confessed. "Someone handed them out for free!"

Holding the bouquet, Naminé gave her analysis, "Yeah, it was someone we know…two people from our past—so you two were having sex earlier?"

Suffering whiplash, Roxas sputtered, "Huh-what, no, who said—?"

"Were we really that loud?" Xion asked.

"It's why we left," Ven confirmed. "At least you waited until we left the room this time."

Roxas smirked. "Believe me, we almost didn't."

-X-

Later that night, Naminé found herself mildly disturbed by whatever picture she was drawing. At first, she wasn't sure, but now, she was one hundred percent positive it was three naked people lying in bed. One of them was definitely Sora; the girl on his left had whitish blonde hair; the figure on his right had auburn hair, and no one even bothered to cover themselves with the bedsheets. Even with the image both drawn out and lingering in her mind's eye, she still couldn't quite put names on the two nude women.

"Is it…Aurora and Cinderella…? Or Alice…?"

Glancing at her reflection in the newly fixed window, Naminé figured she should close the blinds since it was getting dark outside, but before she did, she turned the page and went back to the previous drawing. It was of Ventus smiling. She smiled back. Just then, she closed her sketchpad when the sound of particularly wet footsteps approached her room.

"Hey, Naminé," Xion announced, entering with a towel on. "Your turn. Also, were you trying to sleep with the guys again tonight?"

"'Sleep with the guys'…?" Naminé repeated lethargically.

Rolling her eyes, Xion assured, "That's all we'll do this time, but it's up to you."

Clutching her notepad, Naminé said with a poorly hidden smile, "It's no big deal. I guess one more night couldn't hurt."

Closing the door behind her, the freshened twin then accused in a whisper, "You like Ventus don't you?"

Feigning surprise, she demanded, "What makes you say that?"

"Because he looks like the guy I like, and you look like the girl Roxas likes?"

"Jeez, Xion," Naminé muttered, going over to draw the blinds and curtain.

"Admit it," she urged, disrobed of her towel and parading nude in their room. "He makes you feel safe."

"He does…"

"What else do you like about him?" After only getting a shrug, she further flipped the bird to any nonsensical bechdellian examination, "Don't you like his smile?"

"Sure…" Naminé was indeed thinking all about that smile.

"And his voice, too?"

Now, she knew where this game was headed. "Yeah—whatever, and he's nice and excitable. And cute, funny—who cares? I'm sure he has other options."

"You're right. There are so many other girls sleeping in his room tonight."

Meanwhile, outside the house, Riku, Ven, Terra, and Roxas were taking part in some kind of "committee meeting" with Cloud and Leon. As they all sat around in a half-circle, there appeared to be a crucial mission getting planned out in somewhat intricate detail.

"So the whole job's ninety thousand, and we'll divvy it up between the six of us," Leon explained. "That's fifteen thousand each."

Terra shrugged. "Seems easy enough. We just stand guard while the workers finish up on the lift?"

Shaking his head, the chief restoration mercenary amended, "We also have to go into the Heartless-infested gorge and retrieve some of the lost parts."

"When you say 'infested', do you mean like a few of them crawling around an open area?" Roxas inquired. "Or like a wall-to-wall ocean of bad news?"

Cloud answered, "The second thing, plus it's over by Maleficent's hideout. All we really need to do is distract them long enough to allow the construction guys to haul it off with no problem."

Visibly excited by the job description, Terra boasted, "Heh…sounds easy enough. Is there a time limit?"

"Just while there's daylight," replied a nodding Leon. "Lucky for us, we'll be helping them out first thing in the morning."

"Aw, man," Ven lamented.

Chuckling, Riku told him, "Don't worry. We won't let you oversleep."

"Yeah, that's the point—"

"Just think about the money," Cloud advised. "It's a pretty adequate alarm system."

Glancing at a nearby hanging basket of multicolored flowers, Ven determined it was worth it, saying, "Good point."

Terra stood up from his makeshift seat. "Well, I guess I'll turn in for the night. See you boys at the castle gate."

"Right behind ya," said Riku, and everyone began going on their way, the coming duty of a good day's work on their minds.

Actually, Roxas was thinking almost solely about something else, like at a ninety to ten percent ratio. Entering the house with Ven, he asked, "Hey, do you wanna protect the girls again tonight?"

"'Protect'?" Ven repeated incredulously.

"Yeah, you know…shield 'em with our bodies and stuff?"

"Wow, well…I guess it's up to them…"

Roxas took charge, "Let's go ask."

Knocking on the door, Roxas stood by with dominant, alpha, and totally carnivorous posture, and when Xion opened the door, he said, "HeEey—fuck." His voice cracked.

Laughing freely at his antics, Xion, notably clothed, greeted, "What's up?"

"Oh, just wondering if you two were good alone tonight, or maybe…"

Ven proceeded to witness his twin and Xion engage in silent sexual tension. Roxas appeared to be delivering some kind of smooth and groovy smirk while the girl before him stood there with an evil smile. And just when the moment was about to last entirely too long, Xion answered, "Actually, we'd love to."

Hearing the shower running, Ven asked, "You sure Naminé said that, too?"

"Don't worry, Ventus—I asked her earlier, and she said the same thing. You must really make her feel safe…"

Ven immediately deflected that ambiguous warhead, "Yeah, well, not as much as Roxas makes you feel 'safe'."

"Oh, stop!"

That earned him a girly giggle as well as a playful slap on the chest, and for a microscopic moment, both he and Roxas gawked at the very same time. Ventus recovered first, then saying, "Sure, whatever. We've gotta get up early, so…"

Eventually, Ventus got settled in on the floor of his room, followed by Roxas and Xion in the bed. By the time Naminé finished with her shower and occupied the spot beside Ventus, the sound of tender smooching was already audible. Avoiding eye-contact with the girl next to him at all costs, the afflicted teen complained, "Any chance you'll keep it PG-13 this time?"

They found that funny. Roxas promised, "We'll try."

Naminé then suggested, "You know the other room's still empty, right?"

"Oh, wow—good point," Xion commented.

"Whaddya say?" asked the horny teen she currently lie on.

"Yeah—let's go!"

And just a short moment later, only Ven and Naminé were left in the room. This caused the more nervous of the two to rethink his most recent decision to complain. But, trying his hardest to sound casual, Ventus still went against his sleep-loving nature and pointed out, "So, I, uh, guess you can have dibs on the bed, then."

"Huh. That's nice of you. Thanks…" Standing up, she inspected the bed before asking, "They washed the sheets today, right?"

"I think," Ven said with a laugh.

She got close enough to whiff the mattress. "Smells kinda fresh, maybe…?"

He watched her carefully get in the bed, afterward feeling the need to ask, "Everything dry?"

Sounding half afraid and half disgusted, and somehow half thrilled, she admitted, "I'm more worried about stuff sticking together…"

Meanwhile, the foreplay next door was already in the fourth quarter, and it was looking like a blowout. However, it wasn't over until Xion got what she requested, having whispered it in Roxas's ear. His response: take off his shorts and his boxers and lay back, relaxed. And so it was meant to be; in fact, her willingness delved into professional territory, seeing as how she sucked with technique and finesse.

"Oh, God…" Roxas was enjoying it. Apparently, too much. "Hold on—you're gonna make me come!"

"Can you do it on my face?" was Xion's request.

Astonished, Roxas asked, "Can we fuck first?"

She shrugged. "We probably should."

Behold, he fucked her. First was missionary, then came the back-attack. Whilst beating her cheeks domestically, the promiscuous lad felt the urgency to smack that, so it was made into action. When she asked him to do it again, he obliged, knowing the others in the next room would hear all that orchestral booty-slapping. When she asked him to do it harder, he certainly obliged, then gambling their noisiness may just put them in the mood next door. And then…

"Make my ass red, Roxas!"

And so, the challenge was accepted. It was quite dark in that room, so Roxas wasn't sure how red her ass was getting, but he knew his hand was all the way hot by the tenth consecutive slap. He took a brief break, meaning he held himself deep inside while catching his breath, and after picking up the tempo again, the need to seal her keyhole suddenly came in strong. Pulling out, he gave her the good news, "Fuck, here it comes!"

With excellent poise, she turned around and got in position, then opening wide. So, what happened next was that he came in her mouth.

A few minutes after the sexy adrenaline subsided and the semen went down, the act of pillow talk was beautifully taking place. Xion asked, "So, what do you think about all four of us fucking?"

"All four…?" asked a confused fucker.

"You know…me, you, Naminé, and Ven?"

With post-nut absentmindedness, Roxas replied, "I don't know about Naminé, Xion. She just went through something awful…"

"Oh…well, what about Ventus, then?"

"Uhhwell…I mean…yeah, we could ask him. You'd really want both of us to fuck you at once?"

"Yeah—I kinda want someone to fuck my asshole while I suck your cock, or to get fucked in both holes." She nearly swooned from the thought. "Or maybe all three."

"Three guys…?"

"Or not," she tried easing him into the idea. "I could just use a dildo while two guys fuck me."

Stunned, Roxas asked, "Well, lemme at least recover from this one before we go crazy."

"Sure, no biggie…"

Back in the other room, the room of self control, Ven and Naminé got used to ignoring all the low moaning, the dick-sucking, the booty-clapping, and whatever else made tantalizing noise. They slept soundly, or at least pretended to—oh, and the cheek-beating, too. Neither one of them found sleep easily until long after the adjacent fuck session ended, and for many minutes, they laid in silence, highly aware of the short but separating distance between them. The last thing Ven thought about before dozing off was the job tomorrow, and what he could do with its pay. And the last thing Naminé thought of was how to innocently invite Ventus into the bed with her.

-X-

Later in that night, Aqua and Aerith came home quite drunk. Yes, both entered the house, and both made out against the door before migrating into Aqua's room, where they both got naked and scissored.

-X-

The following morning, the boys left for work and met up with Riku, Terra, and Leon at a corner. While walking to the castle, Cloud joined the midmorning movement, and all six met up with the construction workers who hired them. Together, like a band of fearless freedom fighters, they hopped in the pickup truck and drove outside the bailey, then taking a moderately treacherous route to reach the bottom of the dark depths near Villain's Vale.

The driver of the truck, a dude-bro named Biggs, stopped a few hundred yards away from the ocean of Heartless convulsing about. While everyone hopped out, Biggs stated, "So we just need you folks to clear a path to that pile of wreckage sitting near the tower. Don't worry if the parts are broken—it can all be repurposed into a set of fully functional lifts."

Terra asked his allies, "Any plans of attack?"

Nodding, Cloud said, "Yeah. Swing the sword and get paid."

Watching him tear off running, Terra nodded and said, "Not a bad plan. You guys ready?"

Riku replied energetically, "Let's go!"

"We got this!" Ven added with equal energy.

Roxas groaned, "Yeah…let's rock, and stuff…"

Leon warned the sluggish dual-wielder, "Don't get killed."

-X-

Clutching her head, Aqua woke up butt naked next to Aerith, then groaning in surprise, "What in the…?"

Aerith also grumbled awake, saying, "Ugh…we totally lezzed out, didn't we?"

"Holy shit, we did everything."

"I…I mean, I didn't hate it."

Aqua admitted, "It was a little new for me. I just don't know what Terra's gonna think…"

Doing a poor job in hiding her instant arousal, Aerith asked, "Do you think he'll be, like…mad?"

She tried to rationalize her current state of affairs, "I don't know—it's not like I cheated on him with a guy. He'd feel really betrayed if it was like that, but I just don't know how he'd react…to this."

"Maybe just wait a while before you tell him?"

"I guess…"

Getting up out of bed, Aerith explained, "Well, I've got to go sneak over to my house and come up with a cover story…"

Watching while she bent over to fetch her clothes, Aqua hummed, "Hmm, cover story, huh…?"

They met eyes for a moment, a moment that intensified by the millisecond. Because they wanted to, they went back in bed for another make out session. And just like that, scissoring got a sequel.

-X-

Sitting alone on the clock tower, Axel cast away his cigarette and glared at the rising sun. His chest was hollow and his eyesight remained blotted with steady fury. There had to be a way…

"Lea…"

Looking back, he spotted none other than Saïx approaching him, or rather, it was Isa re-re-completed. Grimacing in contempt, he gave a simple grunt before saying, "Isa."

"No lightning fast quip?" the ex-seeker remarked in surprise. "No admonishment for past deeds? Are you even still you?"

"Hard to say. All I know is what I want."

"And that is?" Isa asked, sitting down beside him.

"Kairi."

Puzzled, Isa inferred, "Something tells me you did more than Keyblade training in that enchanted dominion."

"I've been hoping to find Sora," Axel revealed. "If he brings her back, I have to be hot on his trail…"

Isa laughed. "Folly, Lea. I know firsthand how strongly his fire burns for her. If he is to succeed in bringing her back, he won't allow her to be taken away so easily, especially not by you."

"I don't care how big his stupid Keyblade is—he isn't immortal." Glaring hard, he added, "He isn't worthy of her, either."

"And you are? She's a Princess of Heart. You're just another fool fallen to darkness." He further berated his old friend, "You've lost everything about yourself. Though I can't quite tell if you've yet fully given in, I don't believe the shell you'll likely leave behind is even salvageable."

"What would you know? I heard you gang-raped her like everyone else in the Organization…"

"I did." Chuckling at Twilight Town's sunrise, he added, "And my excuse was being under Xehanort's influence. Yours is simply being weak. There was a time when such a state wasn't possible for you. You were strong because you cared deeply about the people around you."

Axel stood up. "Well, I don't anymore. I just want Kairi."

While his resentful ally stalked over to a newly opened Corridor, Isa called after him, "Just stop, Lea. Your desires will lead you to a cold and lonely death."

"Then don't sneak up on me next time."

-X-

"Oh, great—a big one showed up!" Cloud complained, slashing and dashing through hordes of darkness.

Eyes locked on the Behemoth stomping their way, Riku warned, "Careful—that thing's got a mean laser beam!"

Just then, a single Strike Raid cleaved through it, and Ven was the one who called the spinning projectile back to catch it. Even though that Behemoth exploded, that wasn't the end of Ven's kill streak, as he glided over and struck many at a time with fast, numerous, and deft swings. Impressed, Terra said, "Man, he's on fire!"

Leon brought to his attention, "And it looks like Roxas is trying to compete."

Ostensibly, with level ninety-nine concentration, Roxas was styling hard on the Heartless, doing flips and dodges and all kinds of swordplay. Though, it soon became clear he was simply trying to stay alive amid an especially dense part of the horde, as he was mostly by himself when he yelled, "Hey—can I get some BACKUP, here? I'm gettin' rocked on all sides!"

"I gotcha," Cloud assured, leaping in to assist.

Meanwhile, Biggs was driving his truck slowly through the middle of the Heartless ocean, accompanied by Terra and Leon playing goalie outside. After whistling a lively tune, Biggs gave his analysis, "This is a lotta fuckin' Heartless."

-X-

"You didn't let him sleep in the bed with you?" Xion asked with a gasp.

Naminé meticulously defended her decision, "Well, he offered it to me in a way that said…he didn't want to sleep in the bed with me."

"I'm positive he wanted to."

Shaking her head, Naminé replied irritably, "Even so, it's good he didn't, especially with the sound of you and Roxas not taking it slow in the next room."

"Are the walls that thin?" Xion asked with hardly any interest for the answer.

Deadpanning, the memory witch with satisfactory hearing skills said, "Yes."

"Sorry—we were really horny last night. I almost made him come just from sucking his dick."

"Sheesh, Xion…"

Sitting on the couch with her in the living room, Xion apologized, "Sorry, sorry. Tell me you feel the same way about Ven…"

"Ugh…why are you even thinking about it?"

"Because…wouldn't it be crazy if all four of us fucked each other?!"

Wildly amazed, Naminé admonished her, "You're crazy."

"Haven't you at least thought about it?" she prodded.

"Uh, not really!"

So, she painted the picture, "Let's say me and Roxas are fucking right beside you and Ven, and then you two start making out. Next thing you know, we're trading boyfriends every night."

"I…I can't believe you're saying this…"

"We could all be hot, sweaty… I bet I could even get Roxas and Ven to fuck each other!"

Not even Naminé could avoid chortling at that specific thought. But then, she denied, "Yeah—I don't want to be apart of your group sex fantasy, Xion."

Sighing, she said, "Fine, fair enough. Can I at least still ask Ven?"

"What…?"

"I wanna ask Ven to fuck me. You know. With Roxas."

Feeling a twinge of fury, Naminé tried discouraging her, "I don't think Ven would go for something like that."

"Why not?" Xion asked with a falsely innocent tone.

"Because…I don't know, he's a nice guy!"

"So, is it cool if I fuck him one-on-one?"

Slightly unhinged, the perturbed nice girl asked, "…Can't you just fuck Roxas and call it a day?"

The more promiscuous of the two nodded. "I can. I also want someone to fuck me in the ass. At the same time, you know?"

"Ohmygo—"

"Or to cram it in my mouth, whichever."

"Why are you like this—?" Naminé then had an idea. Grabbing the other girl's hand, she closed her eyes and delved headlong into her memories. Instantly, she went to the offending link, then seeing brief images of Xion giving oral to two other girls—Kairi and Larxene. The next set of images involved Xion pleasuring herself while Kairi got absolutely destroyed by a bunch of guys nearby. Having seen enough, Naminé reopened her eyes and said, "Xion, you were—!"

Xion then kissed her. Though it was a light peck, it was enough to shock Naminé to her core. Looking instantly apologetic, Xion said, "Oh…I thought you were coming on to me."

"I was looking at your memories…" Looking solemn and concerned, the memory-decipherer admitted, "I wasn't fully aware of the abuse…they put you and Kairi through."

Shrugging, Xion said, "So?"

"Xion, you were used!" Naminé told her. "You need to see a therapist about it!"

"I'm doing just fine…" she claimed with an irate edge.

"You're asking for group sex—that's not fine!"

Sighing, Xion shot her a devious smile. "You sound so worried."

"I am… Maybe slow down on the wild stuff?"

"Fine." Rolling her eyes, she added, "I still think you should fuck Ven."

Brightening up, she hinted, "Maybe after you see a therapist."

"Hmm, well…at least lemme watch when that day comes."

Meanwhile, Aqua successfully snuck Aerith out the window, then handing her the ribbon for her hair. She told her, "Just gimme a few days to figure out what to tell Terra…"

Tying the ribbon around her braid, the flower girl timidly asked, "So did you wanna…still see each other in the meantime?"

"Hmm…" Briefly thinking about a possible Scissoring 3: Scissor Harder with a Vengeance, Aqua simply said, "Text me."

-X-

Later that night, after Roxas and Xion retreated to their own room, Naminé laid down in the queen-sized, and she gazed upon Ventus, who dawdled around on his phone. As he triple-checked the alarm, he felt her looking at him, so he turned with a smile and said, "Lemme guess—you could use a pair of headphones, too?"

Laughing, she replied, "I don't think they've started at it yet." With a metaphorical running start, she asked, "Hey…do you sleep well…on the floor?"

"Well…it's not so bad," Ven said with a shrug. "I'm the type to fall asleep on jagged rocks."

Impressed, Naminé asked, "Really?"

"…Okay, I look around for a smooth spot beforehand, but you know… So, why do you ask?"

"Oh, I was just wondering if…you having to get up early for your job, and all…that maybe you might want a better spot to sleep in?"

Knowing damn well what she was dancing around, Ven still utilized an absentminded approach, and he did it smoothly, "A better spot like the couch? I think the Master of Masters is crashing there, and he gets a little miffed when people sit on him."

Despite her genuine laughter, Naminé still lost all patience, for she sighed in slight irritation and said, "Why don't you sleep in the bed, Ven. With me."

Artificially astonished, Ven was all like, "Wha—? In the bed—? Gee, I don't know—!"

Damn, that was adorable. Naminé's giggle must've set him at ease, for he laid there awaiting further orders. Then, she said, "C'mon, it's like a king or a queen-sized. I think there's enough room for the both of us."

Ven wholeheartedly agreed, "Sure, I guess we could give it a shot."

Hallelujah; as the Lord God lives and breathes in the Kingdom of Hearts presiding over the vast World and beyond, the valiant Ventus climbed into the definitely queen-sized bed with Naminé, who laid her head on his shoulder, forsaking all that extra room while saying, "I hope it's not too much trouble if I cuddle."

Quite lit, Ven permitted this behavior, "Oh, it's no problem—!"

"Oh! Oh! Oooh!"

Ven sighed through loose lips. Meanwhile, Naminé, quite sure that bitch was doing that shit on purpose, just laughed and said, "I think they really hate sleep!"

"Their loss," said the reddening, spit-swallowing, and certainly stiffening young man of reproductive age. "Sleep rocks…!"

Listening to some serious rockin' and rollin', Naminé revealed, "I do wish we had headphones, though."

"I get paid in a few days. Sounds like a m—"

"Oh, fuck!"

"Sounds like a—"

"Shit…!" That one was Roxas.

"Sounds like a must-have. Might even get a stereo system, too, or, uh…maybe I'll get one just for them."

"That'll be the day."

-X-

Over in the other house obsessed with intercourse, Terra was delivering late night back-shots to a very special and very sweaty lesbian. Not even pulling out, he let it fly within, then going for totally necessary extra credit.

Sometime after they collapsed, and after they tongue-kissed in several languages, Aqua asked, "Don't you have work tomorrow?"

"Yeah, I think," he said, getting all sensual on her neck.

She brought up, "I was thinking about helping out Aerith and Tifa at the bar tomorrow."

"Oh, yeah?"

"Yeah, 'she' thinks I'm really pretty…that I could attract a ton of customers."

"Heh, not too many, I hope." Pausing in kissing all over her neck, he asked, "Which one said that?"

"Aerith," Aqua replied.

Slightly indifferent, Terra said, "Oh."

"She said I have nice tits."

"Oh?"

"Yeah, and that I have wide hips, too."

"Nice."

"…And she said my ass was super-slappable."

"Damn—" that one affected Terra. "It sounds like she's into you!"

Aqua performed horribly in the art of telling a truthful lie, "And she even slapped my ass today, it was crazy."

"Yeah, I don't blame her—also, I'm hard again."

Scoffing, she asked, "Aren't you gonna switch the condom first?"

"No time."

Thus, the ramming began anew.

-X-

The following day, both Terra and Roxas came to work dragging their feet, and once everyone gathered at the construction site near the back end of the castle, they proceeded to either stand guard or patrol around, a truly easy job—until a fleet of Air Soldier Heartless swooped down to eff with the workers. But after that threat was Air Combo Plus'd straight to oblivion, the job went back to being easy again, especially when the following happened.

Right, so Cloud was patrolling a section of the lift stop still in rubble when someone got the jump on him. He halted in his tracks when his assailant jumped out in front of him, commanding, "Hold it right there!"

Scoffing, he cracked a smile and asked, "What are you even doing out here?"

"I'm bored," Tifa answered. "How's your job going?"

"Easy money, I guess."

"How much was it again?"

Wracking his brain, the ex-soldier said, "Something like fifteen thousand."

"Hey, that's not half bad! So can I borrow three thousand munny when you get paid?"

Meanwhile, Riku had scaled a tower that overlooked the rubble, then clearly spotting Cloud fucking Tifa against a wall. Hiding out of their view, Riku groaned, "Seriously, Cloud?"

A little further away, Ventus was going toe-to-toe with a Neo Shadow when two more showed up to ambush him. Too slick for that scrubbery, the air-walker backflipped and landed with a heavy slash, sending both into a partially broken wall, which became fully broken by their combined impact. A quick dodge followed, and Ventus hit the remaining Neo Shadow with a Sliding Dash while its back was still turned.

"Huh…" Ven uttered, just noticing the shiny munny they'd dropped.

-X-

Later, to help scrub the image of Cloud's toned glutes from his mind, Riku requested Yuffie's company after work, and after a shower to knock the sweat off, he smuggled her into his room and asked her how her day went.

"Not bad. I helped out at the clinic, meaning I spent the whole day answering phones. Well, not really—I did that for half an hour before I goofed off in storage. How was yours?"

"Just worked. Anyway, my dick's hard." He took off his shorts. "Mostly hard."

Yuffie sassed, "Well, whaddya want me to do about it?"

"Suck it," he told her.

"Hmph."

-X-

Over in the other house, Terra and Aqua were alone in the kitchen while deciding on a meal. Ever since Aqua welcomed him home, she'd been waiting for an opportunity to introduce her next part of the plot. All she needed was just the right opening, the right atmosphere to get things kicked off, and hopefully, Terra wouldn't catch on to her otherwise airtight scheme.

"They get done either tomorrow or Monday," Terra informed her. "It's lookin' like Monday. Either way, I'm hoping we get paid in full. I think we deserve extra for handling all the chaos from yesterday."

"That would be nice of them—oh my god, look what Aerith just sent me!" she suddenly shrieked off-pitch.

"Huh…?" Peeping the image, Terra gasped and said, "Whoa—she sent you that?"

"Yeah. What do you think it means?"

Eyes locked on the underwear photo of Aerith, Terra shook his head in confusion plus amusement. "Clearly, she's got the hots for you. I didn't even know she was gay."

"She might be bi," Aqua threw in.

Pupils still scanning the way Aerith posed half-naked with her cleavage in the camera, Terra laughed and said, "She likes both, huh?"

"Yep, so…what should I say?"

Oculars still deeply trained on the picture of Aerith standing seductively in a bathroom mirror as she wore magenta underwear while making a kissy-face, Terra said, "Beats me." Before Aqua showed too much frustration, he then suggested, "Wait…I'm pretty sure she already knows you and I are together… Is she trying to turn you bi, too?"

Patiently, Aqua entertained that idea, "Oh wow—what if she does turn me bi?"

Terra shrugged. "Are you bi?"

Aqua thought about it. "A little."

"Huh. I've never seen you with a girl before."

"That's because I never was…until I went to the Realm of Darkness."

Perplexed, the earth warrior asked, "There were girls in the Realm of Darkness?"

"Sort of. At some point, I faced a phantom clone of myself…"

Intrigued, he said, "Go on…"

"And some time after I defeated the phantom clone in battle, I went back and started having sex with it."

Terra blinked. "How."

"How?"

"What positions."

"…Like, I'd make her give me blowjobs—well, I wouldn't make her, she just kinda listened to me, and…you know, we'd make out, finger each other, do that 'tribbing' thing…"

Terra swallowed. "And…how often?"

"It had to be at least thirty or forty times. But I noticed it made me weak to the darkness, so I eventually put a stop to—"

"Hey, can you help me with something in your room?"

-X-

Meanwhile, in the other house full of sex addicts, Leon just arrived home and spotted Aerith goofing around on her phone at the kitchen table, so he greeted her, "Hey, what's goin'…okay, what are you smiling about?"

"Oh, nothing. How's the big job going?"

Already back to militant disinterest, he said, "Slow and steady wins the race, I suppose. Couple more days and we're done."

"Good for you!"

"Good for the house. I'll be the one paying for the new wiring."

"Aw, you're sweet. Also, Aqua thinks you're cute."

Highly practiced in the art of not caring, Leon scoffed and said, "Good to know," before leaving the room.

Highly confident in what she just planted, Aerith whispered, "Happy to help."

-X-

Ventus scrolled through the music app on his phone, then deciding the Atlantica playlist would suffice. Selecting the work of art known as "Under the Sea," he waited a second and asked, "How is it?"

Naminé, walking beside him and wearing one of the new pairs of headphones he just bought, nodded and said in a louder than normal voice, "It's perfect!"

-X-

His head just hit the pillow less than five seconds ago, and she was already descending to kiss him. While receiving her affection, Roxas said, "Don't tell me you missed me."

"Of course I did," Xion replied. Effectively flipping her boyfriend's on-switch, she claimed his body with her own, whispering, "You wanna put it in my ass tonight?"

Roxas nodded. "I do."

She let a little laughter ring out between them. "You wanna do it right now?"

His dick answered that; since she was lying overtop, it immediately touched her midriff, so she helped him stroke it. She did it with care, then taking her tiny shirt off for better agility. Indeed, she was quite agile in how she bobbed her head up and down, even implementing a crucial tilt. Despite his just getting off work, she still valued his taste, hence why her tongue spent so much time on his ballsack.

"Ready?" she asked.

"Oh, yeah." And he was.

There, with his dick properly primed, Roxas turned his human sex toy around and lined his dickhead up with her star-shaped fruit. With care, he ventured inward, but difficulty abounded. Somehow, he got the impression this would be easier to do, and Xion was doubly astounded by the obstruction, what with the dildo-related accomplishment from a few days ago and also yesterday afternoon.

So yes, her confusion came with somewhat bearable agony, but suddenly, Roxas said, "Hold on."

With crazy eyes, he went south and slicked the wheels for success, simply doing the damn thing. Without a doubt, Xion's level of ecstasy skyrocketed when she felt his tongue take a gander inside, and for certain, both were satisfied with this new level of nasty. Roxas went on to perform a circular motion for a few more seconds before resurfacing, then getting back to business. Behold, he pressed and entered, sinking down to the balls and starting a badass repetition.

"Ohhhh, my gaaaawd, fuuuuuck…" and so forth came out of Xion's mouth.

Meanwhile, in the living room, Ventus and Naminé had just walked in the house, and both found themselves distraught at not just the sounds coming from Xion's room, but also from Aqua's room on the other side. Zeroing in on the silver lining, both held up their headphones and smiled at one another.

Back in the anal-centric room, Roxas was amazed; he thought there'd at least be some kind of residue left on his ding-a-ling, but there it was, clean as a whistle. Something told him she'd prepared for this, or perhaps there was some other explanation, but for now he simply focused on giving her his all, now savoring the taste he just acquired.

"Oh, shit!" Damn, he was coming. Wait—he stopped. Never mind, he was still good to go.

Therefore, celebratory butt-slapping was in order, and for a moment—like, the slimmest of moments—he wondered why the hell they were doing this. Was this really how normal people acted—?

"Harder!" was the lady's request, so Roxas slapped her butt harder, also adding more torque to his repetition. With the master slaps and monster torque working in tandem, he soon broke her down until it was apparent he should occupy her sweaty, lonely backside. So, he took residence, and her tits, and he reentered her ulterior treasure trove, then pumping with moderate prejudice.

Roxas was loving it, Xion was taking all she could demand, and the bed was rocking harder than death metal. All this to say that Rox was still in the game, and when he took a breather to get his dick sucked, his eyes widened at the length and girth of his current erection. The change was only slight but noticeable, and it felt powerful, especially when Xion took a firm grasp and lollipop'd his tip.

After round two of fellatio ended in a cathartic gag, Xion invited him back into familiar territory by means of riding on top. Thus, Roxas delivered without fail, and he did so for several minutes until his toxic aggression overcame them both, resulting in some rather sweaty missionary. Finally, the time had come, and so had Roxas; almost forgetting to pull out, he tensed up and shot wildly on Xion's tits and abdomen.

"Fuckin' A…"

Panting hard, she noted, "You lasted a while."

Sweatier than usual, he agreed, "Must be getting good."

And then Xion proposed, "Let me suck your dick again!"

"Uh, okay." And they did that.

-X-

Later that night, Ventus sat on the edge of a brick wall near his house, lamenting how the sky was too cloudy to see the stars. Not that having them visible would fix the on-edge feeling he was currently dealing with. All the sex being had around him was driving him nuts, and what truly bothered him was…

"I don't know if I should sleep with her tonight," Ven muttered with a sigh. "You know…next to her."

The Master of Masters hummed in intrigue, then choosing the socratic method, "Is it because she makes you nervous?"

"No, not really. Maybe a little… I, uh…don't know what to call it."

"Hmm…well, you two seem to get along just fine outside of the bedroom. Are you worried about doing something you might not be ready for?"

Ven nodded with an embarrassed smile. "Yeah."

The Master of Masters chuckled a bit. "What makes you worry you'll do something like that?"

The lonely night-sky-gazer was quick to point out, "Don't know if you can tell, but everyone else in the house has been having a ton of sex. Really loudly."

"Ah… So, you feel a little pressured?"

"Yeah…"

The Master then reminisced, "Where I'm from, there weren't very many adults, save for the few who were in charge. No one seemed to notice or care, mainly because children in general are just uncorrupted like that. That tends to not last forever, and whenever children grow up, they naturally encounter darkness—and unfortunately, some don't survive the encounter. But even when they do make it through, they're never the same again. It takes a special kind of light to help a person deal with the change, one that endures until the end." He then asked, "Where does your light come from, Ven?"

"Something bigger than me, I guess," he presumed.

"A little nonspecific, but still a good answer. One thing the darkness can't keep up with is a humble young man like yourself. It'll trip over itself trying to trip you up, too. That's why you need to always remember where your light comes from."

Ven asked, "But why do I feel like I don't know it that well? Is it even possible to get closer?"

The hooded mentor replied, "There are plenty of books about it—I might've written one. Other people gather and talk about it—like the two of us, for instance. Other than that, keep trusting in it. Show it gratitude. Keep flashing that smile Naminé loves so much."

"What? Naminé loves my…?"

"Don't worry about it. Also, don't worry about what everyone else is doing. Maintain your connection with the light, and you might just end up being everyone's guiding key."

"A 'guiding key'…?"

"Yeah, a guiding key. What's so confusing?"

Ven shrugged. "Oh, nothing. I've just never been a leader before, at least that's what it sounds like you're saying."

The Master motioned to pat him on the shoulder, letting his palm and fingertips barely phase through. "Maybe get used to the idea. Anyway…" He stood up. "I'm finally back on a good sleep schedule, so I'll be turning in for the night."

"Oh, me too." While following, Ven asked, "So, the place you're from is in a different timeline, right?"

"That sounds about right," said the elder time-traveler.

"And that's the same place you found Sora's χ-blade?"

"Definitely not."

Raising an eyebrow, Ven remarked, "You really like being vague about the χ-blade…" After not getting a response, he pried, "Is it because of a painful memory?"

He shook his hooded head. "No, not painful. Not for me, anyway. Really, I just wanna see how long I can go without giving you any exposition."

Dumbfounded by that answer, Ven could only utter, "…Huh?"

Right before entering their shared house, the Master of Masters stated, "Darkness is irreversible. Light is irreplaceable."

As they walked inside, both caught Naminé slipping into Xion's room, and before she closed the door, she smiled at Ventus, who stood there awestruck because she only covered with a towel.

The Master brought up, "Hey, so this morning, Roxas sat on my face, and even though he went right through, it was still kinda rude. Can you remind him I sleep on the couch, please?"

"Uh, sure."

-X-

Time prevailed on a regular basis, and more days went by. As for that night he spoke with the Master, Ven comfortably slept a short distance away from Naminé, who likely preferred the meager gap between them for the same reason as he. And while their sleep was peaceful, Roxas and Xion next door were at it again, though a bit quieter. Apparently, cunnilingus can be done stealthily. As for Aqua, she slept alone, eventually after she finished pleasuring herself to additional pictures and videos of Aerith, who, in the other house, was currently being flirtatiously confronted by Terra in her room. Also, Terra was invited into Aerith's room, where they got to know each other orally and in many other ways. All the while Riku and Yuffie were listening closely in the latter's room, both incredulous at what they were perceiving to take place while, of course, naked in bed.

During the following Sunday, Ventus and Roxas ventured off for their second-to-last day of contract work, but not before enjoying a masterful breakfast prepared by Naminé. That particular day of work featured mostly quiet patrolling for the boys, and citywide errands for the girls. Aqua, Aerith, and Tifa made well on their promise to help gather and dispose of broken water filters, and if that wasn't exciting enough, Yuffie was tasked with dishing out punishment to rogue giant rats on the outskirts of town.

When that work day concluded, Roxas got a break from Xion's libido for five minutes before they once more activated; Terra got a hold of Aqua for the purpose of setting up a threeway; Riku and Yuffie shared a shower; and Ventus took Naminé out to the gardens. Regarding that last event, they came for the weather and stayed for the conversation, which mainly involved topnotch commentary about living with their sexually active friends. They also ran into Lauriam and Elrena again, and all four did some hanging out at restaurant, where Ventus and Naminé avoided talking too much about Axel.

Later that evening, Terra was successful in kicking off a threesome in his room, and it went down in a drunken stupor. Even amid the debauchery, Aqua couldn't help but pause at the blatant familiarity on display; her two other lovers appeared to be going at it without any kind of reticence whatsoever, but she ultimately chalked it up to a stat-boost from all the liquid courage. Anyway, she got more involved through stripping and soliciting a blowjob from Aerith, and this act alone got Terra thinking…about nothing at all. All he could see was Aqua's ass riding Aerith's face, so he figured he should keep pumping. Couldn't hurt.

And after Terra hit it doggystyle with Aqua, who concurrently payed trib-beaut to Aerith, who became a magnet for either lady's wetness, they continued fucking in multiple positions that night. It's not important, but Terra came on their faces. And then got his dick sucked in tandem because why not.

So, the next morning, Terra showed up thirty minutes late. Since it was their last day, no one busted his balls about it. Just kidding—of course they did. They busted his balls all day. But once they made it through to the end, triumphing over patrols, smalltalk, and a quick invasion from Maleficent and Pete, each contract worker got paid their cut the moment the rebuilt lift stop started functioning again.

-X-

"So, you two are…good now?" Roxas asked.

Elrena scoffed. "Define good."

Xion asked, "Not trying to use us for whatever-the-fuck?"

Elrena confirmed, "Yeah, we're good now."

"Status pending," Lauriam added. "Still, such a lovely evening should instill a sense of positive change in all six of us."

That lovely evening took place in the same restaurant as before, now with plus two. Addressing Elrena and Lauriam in order, Ven admitted, "It's honestly hard to believe you two were ever evil. I mean, you're a little rough around the edges, and you talk like a supervillain, but you're both really fun to be around!"

While Elrena rolled her eyes, her pink-haired date stated, "We've learned a lot since our second foray in the Organization, and certainly since our first. Being used is a filthy feeling."

The electric blonde added, "And we're getting a little sick of giving up our humanity. I'm actually a little surprised we don't have dozens of clones running around like Roxas here."

Naminé corrected her, "Ven's not his clone, though. At first, we all thought Sora had lost his heart to the darkness again, but Ven's actually been his own person for a lot longer than either Sora or Roxas."

Xion pondered, "And who knows how Sora's been dealing with the darkness these days. I'm not even sure if he's still powering up his χ-blade."

Lauriam suggested in jest, "Perhaps that fool Axel is helping him, if he's finished running away like a child."

Elrena piled on, "I know he's a double-crossing double-crosser, but what could possibly make him turn tail and run like that?"

"Uhh…" Roxas hummed awkwardly.

"Well…" Xion then stopped, checking the solemn look on her twin's face.

Naminé granted, "We may as well tell them. Axel…tried attacking me last week. He wanted to force himself on me."

"You're kidding!" Elrena nearly shrieked. "What kinda—?!"

"Not too loud," Lauriam insisted. Looking around in their outdoor café, he replied lowly, "Did someone stop him?"

Ven nodded. "My friend Terra stepped in at the last minute. It was only possible because the Master of Masters caught him in the act."

"Well, I never pegged Axel to be a…guy like that," Elrena commented, still stunned.

Naminé explained, "He's clearly been dealing with darkness, and it's because he's fixated on Kairi. They'd gotten intimate numerous times before she was taken from us."

Everyone, except Ventus, expressed deep concern for that analysis. Elrena seemed the most distressed by it, asking, "You mean Kairi was already a little slu…! Er, well, you know…"

Also troubled, Roxas asked, "Did you see that in Axel's memories, Naminé?"

She nodded. "They had sex more times than I wanted to count."

Lauriam uttered, "I can't believe it. I think what Elrena was close to saying was…we both thought we played the biggest part in turning her loose that fateful night. Really, it was the other way around."

Naminé immediately disagreed, "I wouldn't say it like that, Lauriam."

"I know, it's crass—but that removes a weight from off our shoulders. We both thought we were warping the mind of an innocent girl."

"Yeah…" said the other ex-seeker with evident relief.

Roxas brought up, "Still…who knows how Sora might react."

Xion posited, "Maybe he already knows."

Before taking a lemon-flavored sip, Elrena quipped, "Hopefully, he lets all of us live."

-X-

After dinner, when nighttime ruled, something magical happened: no one in the house was having sex. Specifically, no one in the three-bedroom household was banging, mainly because Aqua was putting in a shift at Tifa's bar, and Roxas and Xion were in dire need of a recuperation period. However, that also meant the two wholesome teens were highly aware that no one else was in the mood, which, by law of ambivalent bullshit, made the following happen.

So, when Ven approached Naminé sitting on the couch, he noticed she was reading a book. Curious, he asked, "What are you reading?"

"—" The title's not important. I wouldn't want you getting any ideas, see?

Not knowing much about it but still intrigued, Ventus said, "Oh, wow. Can I read it with you?"

"Sure!" So, after he sat down, she pointed and said, "I'm on that part."

"Holy cow—the words are tiny in this book!" Ven exclaimed comically.

Naminé then admitted, "Yeah, I'm just kinda skimming through."

"Well, you're gonna have to do a lotta skimming! You're in the beginning, and this book's huge!"

"Well, help me out!"

Some minutes passed by as they tried deciphering each passage, and after they inevitably began skipping forward, Naminé hijacked the book and laid flat on the couch, prompting Ventus to mutter, "Hey, I was reading that…!"

"You've got room."

Indeed, he did, and he soon found himself extra booed up behind Naminé while they continued reading it, or trying to. No, the need for sleep was quickly claiming them, and they found it wise to try another time; for now, they wanted to retreat to bed. And it may have been the drowsiness, but Naminé took hold of Ventus's hand as they migrated back to bed. While Ven didn't protest, Naminé surely felt embarrassed about it by the time they reached their room, but she didn't disconnect. Instead, she turned and hugged him, not saying one thing.

In fact, Ven didn't say jack either. He was just glad he took off those armor pieces, the ones with all the sharp edges. Because, otherwise, damn dude. That's a no go. He wore it at work and also during dinner, but something told him to take it off early that night. And it was a smart choice. Because now, he could hug the sweet and soft Naminé without poking her ribs. Good on the old chap.

He heard her voice against his shoulder, "I like being with you, Ven."

"We have fun," Ven said that like they didn't just fall asleep reading a book.

"We do. Wanna go to bed?"

"Hell yeah." There was bass in his voice.

Before even starting to make her way, Naminé recalled, "Oh—I should change."

She left the room to find her necessary pajamas, shorts and a T, and after changing into them, she returned and climbed into bed with Ven, who welcomed her with open arms.

-X-

"Okay, promise you won't be mad," Yuffie bargained.

Already losing patience, Riku asked, "Yuffie, what happened?"

"I…honestly don't know which thing to tell you first. Uhhhh…okay. Here goes. One, two, three—I cheated on you earlier today, and it was with Sora."

-X-

Squinting at a couple in a booth seat, Tifa muttered, "Is she…is she talking to Leon?"

For sure, Aqua was flirting it up with Leon, who seemed to be playing it cool with "let's fuck" eyes. In fact, he asked, "What, they don't trust you with the key to the bedroom?"

Pulling out said key, Aqua smiled with a sassy retort. "Of course they do."

"Why don't you show me around?"

Meanwhile, Tifa couldn't believe what she was seeing. As Aqua led Leon up the stairwell, she shrieked in pure thrill, "Holy shit! She's wild!"

Mouth-related tasks were performed in that dark upstairs room, credited to both of them at relatively the same time. Though it started off a solo performance, it was Leon who made it a duet soon after. Then, they turned that sixty-nine into a…like, an H with one side missing—whatever, they did doggy and reverse cowgirl. And Leon didn't come. He just fucked her until she had enough.

-X-

The following morning, a beautiful morning in particular, Naminé woke up with a fully-committed big spoon giving her unbridled intimacy. Now a resident of Heaven on Earth, she chose not to start her day right away, as all she wanted was Ventus's hand to stay intertwined with her own. Correction: hands, as his other one found its way to her free one, totally locking it down.

Evidently, Ventus was awake, and as stated earlier, this sort of thing felt top shelf to him, especially in the morning, so it wasn't irrational for an involuntary "appreciation" to take place. It was for but a second, not counting Naminé's own appreciation of his appreciation. But now, his heart was beating, and that mechanism had to, moreover, manifest somewhere south. So once more, he dared to transform himself into a human statue, quickly failing when Naminé continued to appreciate him.

The light traveling in from the window above became dim from a cloud, and the sensation stirred them awake a little. Ven stroked her hand, asking, "Are you making the sun go back down?"

"I wish," she replied lightheartedly.

"Hey…?" The sun continued disappearing. Rather startlingly, the room became pitch-black, making Ven sit up and slur, "What the hell?"

Both peered through the blinds above their bed, seeing the sky was completely black, save for something glowing overhead. Trying to see, Naminé asked, "Is that the moon…?"

They quickly got out of bed and into the living room, where Naminé knocked on Xion's door, and also where the Master of Masters was previously snoozing on the couch. He woke up just then, asking, "Did I miss a few days again?"

"Who said that?!" Naminé shrieked.

Highly perturbed, Ventus looked between Naminé and the Master while asking, "Can you see him…?"

"Him who?"

"The Master—"

"Hold the phone—what's going on outside?!" the awakened master questioned.

Shaken with paranoia, the girl stated, "I think I can only hear him."

Just then, Roxas and Xion exited their room, looks of terrible confusion gracing both their faces. The spikier of the two asked, "Why's it dark?"

Getting up, and mistakenly kicking the coffee table, the Master directed everyone, "We need to look at the sky!"

Fearful, Xion gasped and yelped, "Who said that?!"

Going over to the door, Ven said, "It's the Master of Masters. Let's go see what's going on."

Out in the neighborhood, they weren't the only ones checking out the sky, as seemingly the whole town had ventured outdoors to check out the dark sky. Immediately, everyone's eyes fell upon the lone source of light, a larger than average moonlike source enshrouded by clouds.

Whipping out his phone, Roxas bemoaned, "Man, I gotta get Riku on the phone!"

Patting his pockets, Ven said before turning back, "I gotta get mine, too—"

"Wait," said the Master. "I think something's happening."

The crowd of people in the street began reacting to the clouds parting, echoing stunned murmurs when a certain brilliance was revealed. At first, Xion thought the clouds had parted in a way that left a heart-shaped hole, but once the clouds migrated further away, everyone could see it was the giant source of light which had taken that form.

Recognizing the situation, Ven asked, "Master, what do we do about that?"

"Well, any second now, Sora should be showing up to give us a hint."

"Hey, it's Riku. Leave a message, and I'll call you right back."

Redialing, Roxas kept his panic level at a minimum, "He's not picking up…"

Everything, from the streets, to the houses, to the black sky, suddenly turned to scattering gray dust; not even the people were spared, as they all disappeared into shimmering particles of light. Even while surging through a black abyss, the only thing anyone could see was Kingdom Hearts. Its brilliance loomed closer and closer, until what was left of everyone's consciousness entered the heart-shaped moon.

Without skipping a beat, awareness went completely black, but consciousness remained in place, albeit a little weak. Opening his eyes, Ventus realized he was no longer disembodied, but prostrate on damp pavement. Peeling his face off the ground, he moaned away his dizziness and attempted a quick observation. By the time he stood up, he gathered he'd been taken to some kind of nighttime metropolis. Though the sky was dark, an arrangement of lights sat fixed all around him, and they varied from street lamps and traffic lights all the way to neon signs and LED billboards with extravagant advertisements.

The second thing Ven noticed was that he stood there alone. Damp and barefoot in his shorts and tank top, he began mentally wrestling with the palpable vulnerability, and just before coming up with a resolution, he spotted Kingdom Hearts in the exact same place as before—high up above him.

Something solid collided into one of the buildings in front of him, and it ricocheted onto the street. It took a few seconds for Ven to realize that was a person's body; hearing him groan in agony, the displaced youth ran over to help, then reuniting with a friend.

"Riku, what happened?" Ven asked desperately. Clutching the fallen Master's shoulder, he scanned the heights for any assailants, asking, "Where did you just come from? Where even is this place?!"

Opening his eyes, Riku sat up and strained a whisper, "No way I lost…"

"Lost…? Who were you f—?" Ven stopped upon seeing both the young man's eyes. "Wait…you're not Riku."

Struggling and subsequently failing to stand to his feet, the lookalike muttered, "You must be one of his friends… Great, as if he needed more motivation."

"Who?"

"Who else. Sora."

With a low humming noise, a floating gizmo descended upon them, shaped like a pizza box and sporting a brightly lit screen on the top "flap." Suddenly, it spoke in a monotone voice, also featuring a typed message on the screen as it addressed the defeated teen, "Yozora: do you concede the battle?"

Ven remained in a kneeling position while the silver-haired lad with dichromatic eyes finally stood to his feet, now ignoring the floating bot in favor of scanning that area's heights for his former opponent. When Ven finally gathered his words, he asked almost listlessly, "Sora's here…?"

"Yeah. And, apparently, he already knows he beat me. I guess he didn't want to finish the job…"

The floating bot then pointed out, "Since your battle has timed out, Sora has already claimed victory. Do you concede the battle?"

Glaring hard at the talking device, the one called Yozora retorted, "No."

"Very well. You are granted one rematch at a time of the victor's choosing. Please confirm your request for a rematch."

Growling, Yozora tapped the button to confirm and walked away. Meanwhile, as the bot flew elsewhere, Ven suddenly dealt with a bout of mania, "Wait—wait! What is this place? Why was Sora fighting you? Where are my friends? Where's the Master? Where's Naminé?!"

Frowning over his shoulder, the evidently irritated young man told him in a strained voice, "You're not that far from Traverse Lodge. You can hang out in the lobby there if you're lost."

He continued to walk away, infusing more panic in Ventus, who yelled, "Wait, where is that place?"

Thud. Yozora passed out cold on the ground.

"Oh…this is bad." Swallowing his uncertainty, Ven ran over and slung the defeated fighter's arm over his shoulder, then attempting to escort either of them to safety.