Hey guys I'm trying to update this really quickly. I got inspiration for
this story and have been pounding away at it. Anyway do enjoy. Do remember
it's slight AU.
So it's come to this
Part III
On the Flipside
Riku sat in the lonely darkness. His thoughts constantly thinking of the time on destiny Islands. He drifted to the day he and Sora had found the cave. He had so longed to see other worlds. Now he regretted that choice. He saw Sora with the key blade protecting Kairi. Kairi the thought burned him with envy. His Sora protecting her and standing against him. Riku cringed at the thought. Where was Kairi now? All he could sense was Sora's return to this plane. He remembered that he could feel Sora's presence and see what Sora dreamed about. All Sora.
He frowned as he pictured his friend fantasizing. Not an uncommon thing for him to do, but whom it was about angered him. The silvered haired teen glared at the image of his light beneath Leon. It angered him to the very core. Leon he had remembered was some one he had always felt hostility towards. A biting voice came back at him.
[You can't be angry about Leon. You never claimed Sora. For all you know Sora was tired of waiting for you to care for him. Coward.]
Riku sighed and leaned his head against the everlasting dark. Images of his rival casting the only illumination in the nothingness. Riku sighed again. Every time he thought of the pure keeper of the key he was aroused. He dreamed of taking him roughly but at the same time the smaller boy encouraged him on pleading for more. He imagined him writhing in pleasure as the depths of his being were invaded by his own self. The aqua-eyed boy cursed himself for letting his hormones get the better of him. With a grunt he removed the dark clothing that hid his perfection from the shadows so he could deal with his slight problem. He sighed softly as he visualized Sora's tight body surrounding him. He hated that the eternal night he existed in could make it feel so real then yank it from him like a neglected child. His calloused hand roughly caressed his raging erection giving friction that felt too real to his dream. He worked his manhood in a constant stream gasping quietly as he came closer to release. BY some mere coincidence he climaxed just as Sora did in the Leon fantasy. Riku slumped down in a haze. Noticing his Sora, he frowned. When did he become able to observe Sora like this? And WHEN did HE start Smoking?
Sleep well master Rest and close your eyes Dream sweet pleasurable things Dream of me and summer nights Dream always of me.
Riku watched his blue-eyed beauty speak of his problems to the stormy man. Leon listened intently or so he seemed to Riku before exploding at Sora and yanking the cursed cigarette from the boy's mouth. Sora glared at the man which mad Riku eternally happy. He sighed leaning back into the nothingness as the image of his light faded away. He could still hear the voice of maleficent taunting him, tricking him, deceiving him into thinking that his best friend in the entire universe was against him. He was a fool for believing that Sora would forget him so easily. He remembered the tears that streaked his beloved's face the first time they fought against each other. The expression on that innocent face had slowly begun to darken with each battle and soon he could se that pain so well hid away. All that was there was anger, anger to shield him and anger to hide him.
The dark one screamed out to his eternal limbo. "Why can't things be the way they were?!" his rage exploded pent up from his desire to have Sora beneath him screaming his name. "Why did you have to choose me?!!"
Another image popped into Riku's view. Sora sat there quietly on what seemed to be a dark color of leather couch. Smoke filled the room. Riku observed as Leon rolled a small paper. Frowning he walked closer to the view noticing the paper contained plant leaves.
"Locoweed." He'd heard of it from Cloud before. He watched as his beloved kneeled closer to the busied hands as if trying to learn the technique. Sora's eye seemed to hold a little interest to this subject. Leon showed the small roll to his guest. Sora reached to snatch it but was surprised as it was taken from his view and lit by the Gunblade master. Riku sniffed in disgust as Leon took a long drag from the joint then passed it to the Key blade keeper. Riku's eyes widened as his innocent Sora dragged on the piece of filth and let out a deep smoke filled sigh. The sight disgusted him. The two of them dragging off of that hideous stuff then blowing smoke at each other.
Riku closed his eyes. He'd rather not watch his beautiful angel pervert his mind with worldly filth. As much as he hated to admit it, he wanted his old naïve Sora. The Sora that was so innocent that he wouldn't know a dirty innuendo if it hit him in the face. He frowned. Why couldn't he escape this retched darkness and find his desire. All his dreams were in Sora. He wanted to strangle Leon but he couldn't the voice kept gnawing reminding him that he never staked his claim. He had to laugh. At least Leon had good taste. The chuckle was bitter in his mouth. God how Riku had grown to hate Leon. His mind wandered away. He became paranoid that Sora would eventually choose Leon he could almost hear the tow of them moan together. He felt like vomiting as the scene invaded his imagination. Riku growled forcing the self made image away.
"I have to break out of the depths of this hell hole!" He yelled and swore at the offending darkness. "Sora is mine and will always be mine!" suddenly the darkness gave way and he plummeted downwards spiraling toward an unknown world.
Riku awoke on the hot sands of Agrahba. He rubbed his eyes where the sun so offensively invaded them temporarily blinding him. His aqua depths took longer to focus being as he had spent the last four years of his life floating in dark prison. Riku looked down at himself. He was wearing a sleeveless top of ebony and leather pants that curved to his body topped off by boots. He admired his appearance allowing his ego some advantage.
"I still have better taste in clothing."
He dusted the sand from his body briefly wondering if the seeing ability he was granted work outside the darkness. He thought of his prey and instantly he saw the boy sleeping on that same leather couch with a blanket tossed chaotically across him and a half done joint hanging limply from his fingers. Riku scowled in disgust. Yes he could still use it. He was saddened he hated seeing Sora like this. He despised seeing his Sora in such an impure manner. Suddenly a pit formed in his stomach. How was he going to make it from Agrahba to Traverse town before Leon marked Sora as his. He wondered if he was still able to use the portals like when he controlled the heartless. He tried calling upon the dark gates, but nothing happened. Dammit. Well he was back to regular transit like a normal person. He'd just have to hurry and always keep his mind tuned on Sora.
He felt like he had been walking for years. Even for him the desert sands were tough on the body. Riku stopped and slumped to the ground perhaps he'd relax just a bit. He closed his eyes and began to focus on his Light.
Sora stood outside wearing a thin shirt that was covered in sweat. Across from him stood Leon minus the leather jacket with his Gunblade in a defensive stance. Sora gazed at him lazily still feeling the after effects of pure concentrated locoweed. He absently wondered where Leon had gotten it. Leon made another dash at him, which was barely avoided by using Riku's side step. Their blades clashed and sparked. The sound of metal rang through the air. Both broke away for a minute. Sora had almost become mechanical in his fighting. No emotions showed on his face. He had mastered his blade and was quite a deal stronger than the last time they fought. Leon himself after his defeat in the arena decided to train and sharpen his skills. Sora cracked his neck nonchalantly waiting for the next move. Leon stood and braced himself for the boy's attack. It came unexpectedly with great force causing Leon's Lionheart (1) to tremble. Leon stepped back and retaliated with a swift upwards blow. The key barely caught it, but not before it made a cut across Sora's left cheek. Sora rubbed his hand across the cut and studied the blood before licking it almost seductively off his fingers. Leon visibly shivered at the sight, but decided practice at the moment was more important and charged Sora while he was occupied. Sora dodged at the last minute and managed to catch the Gunblade and unbalance Leon before they both took a tumble backwards into the grass. Leon landing atop the boy. Both lay staring at each other for a few moments until they were interrupted by the clearing of a throat behind them. Riku recognized him. It was that pilot guy. The one that built ships. Apparently he was lecturing Leon on decency while ironically filling in verbal vomit here and there.
Riku awoke with a start. Slightly angered at Leon and Sora yet slightly aroused by Sora's sexy little display with the blood. He sighed and shook his hair forcing the unwanted sand out. He had a long and torturous way to go. He was now aware that was of the essence when he had dreamed of Sora. His eyes were starting to regain their light as he stayed with Leon.
A/N: okay that's it for chapter 3. Just a little input on Riku's side. Thanx guys for reading. More stuff is on the way. If you'd like I now have some art on my web page concerning this story. It has concepts of Sora and Riku as well as other stuff (wink wink)
1. Lionheart is one of squall's weapons from FFVIII
So it's come to this
Part III
On the Flipside
Riku sat in the lonely darkness. His thoughts constantly thinking of the time on destiny Islands. He drifted to the day he and Sora had found the cave. He had so longed to see other worlds. Now he regretted that choice. He saw Sora with the key blade protecting Kairi. Kairi the thought burned him with envy. His Sora protecting her and standing against him. Riku cringed at the thought. Where was Kairi now? All he could sense was Sora's return to this plane. He remembered that he could feel Sora's presence and see what Sora dreamed about. All Sora.
He frowned as he pictured his friend fantasizing. Not an uncommon thing for him to do, but whom it was about angered him. The silvered haired teen glared at the image of his light beneath Leon. It angered him to the very core. Leon he had remembered was some one he had always felt hostility towards. A biting voice came back at him.
[You can't be angry about Leon. You never claimed Sora. For all you know Sora was tired of waiting for you to care for him. Coward.]
Riku sighed and leaned his head against the everlasting dark. Images of his rival casting the only illumination in the nothingness. Riku sighed again. Every time he thought of the pure keeper of the key he was aroused. He dreamed of taking him roughly but at the same time the smaller boy encouraged him on pleading for more. He imagined him writhing in pleasure as the depths of his being were invaded by his own self. The aqua-eyed boy cursed himself for letting his hormones get the better of him. With a grunt he removed the dark clothing that hid his perfection from the shadows so he could deal with his slight problem. He sighed softly as he visualized Sora's tight body surrounding him. He hated that the eternal night he existed in could make it feel so real then yank it from him like a neglected child. His calloused hand roughly caressed his raging erection giving friction that felt too real to his dream. He worked his manhood in a constant stream gasping quietly as he came closer to release. BY some mere coincidence he climaxed just as Sora did in the Leon fantasy. Riku slumped down in a haze. Noticing his Sora, he frowned. When did he become able to observe Sora like this? And WHEN did HE start Smoking?
Sleep well master Rest and close your eyes Dream sweet pleasurable things Dream of me and summer nights Dream always of me.
Riku watched his blue-eyed beauty speak of his problems to the stormy man. Leon listened intently or so he seemed to Riku before exploding at Sora and yanking the cursed cigarette from the boy's mouth. Sora glared at the man which mad Riku eternally happy. He sighed leaning back into the nothingness as the image of his light faded away. He could still hear the voice of maleficent taunting him, tricking him, deceiving him into thinking that his best friend in the entire universe was against him. He was a fool for believing that Sora would forget him so easily. He remembered the tears that streaked his beloved's face the first time they fought against each other. The expression on that innocent face had slowly begun to darken with each battle and soon he could se that pain so well hid away. All that was there was anger, anger to shield him and anger to hide him.
The dark one screamed out to his eternal limbo. "Why can't things be the way they were?!" his rage exploded pent up from his desire to have Sora beneath him screaming his name. "Why did you have to choose me?!!"
Another image popped into Riku's view. Sora sat there quietly on what seemed to be a dark color of leather couch. Smoke filled the room. Riku observed as Leon rolled a small paper. Frowning he walked closer to the view noticing the paper contained plant leaves.
"Locoweed." He'd heard of it from Cloud before. He watched as his beloved kneeled closer to the busied hands as if trying to learn the technique. Sora's eye seemed to hold a little interest to this subject. Leon showed the small roll to his guest. Sora reached to snatch it but was surprised as it was taken from his view and lit by the Gunblade master. Riku sniffed in disgust as Leon took a long drag from the joint then passed it to the Key blade keeper. Riku's eyes widened as his innocent Sora dragged on the piece of filth and let out a deep smoke filled sigh. The sight disgusted him. The two of them dragging off of that hideous stuff then blowing smoke at each other.
Riku closed his eyes. He'd rather not watch his beautiful angel pervert his mind with worldly filth. As much as he hated to admit it, he wanted his old naïve Sora. The Sora that was so innocent that he wouldn't know a dirty innuendo if it hit him in the face. He frowned. Why couldn't he escape this retched darkness and find his desire. All his dreams were in Sora. He wanted to strangle Leon but he couldn't the voice kept gnawing reminding him that he never staked his claim. He had to laugh. At least Leon had good taste. The chuckle was bitter in his mouth. God how Riku had grown to hate Leon. His mind wandered away. He became paranoid that Sora would eventually choose Leon he could almost hear the tow of them moan together. He felt like vomiting as the scene invaded his imagination. Riku growled forcing the self made image away.
"I have to break out of the depths of this hell hole!" He yelled and swore at the offending darkness. "Sora is mine and will always be mine!" suddenly the darkness gave way and he plummeted downwards spiraling toward an unknown world.
Riku awoke on the hot sands of Agrahba. He rubbed his eyes where the sun so offensively invaded them temporarily blinding him. His aqua depths took longer to focus being as he had spent the last four years of his life floating in dark prison. Riku looked down at himself. He was wearing a sleeveless top of ebony and leather pants that curved to his body topped off by boots. He admired his appearance allowing his ego some advantage.
"I still have better taste in clothing."
He dusted the sand from his body briefly wondering if the seeing ability he was granted work outside the darkness. He thought of his prey and instantly he saw the boy sleeping on that same leather couch with a blanket tossed chaotically across him and a half done joint hanging limply from his fingers. Riku scowled in disgust. Yes he could still use it. He was saddened he hated seeing Sora like this. He despised seeing his Sora in such an impure manner. Suddenly a pit formed in his stomach. How was he going to make it from Agrahba to Traverse town before Leon marked Sora as his. He wondered if he was still able to use the portals like when he controlled the heartless. He tried calling upon the dark gates, but nothing happened. Dammit. Well he was back to regular transit like a normal person. He'd just have to hurry and always keep his mind tuned on Sora.
He felt like he had been walking for years. Even for him the desert sands were tough on the body. Riku stopped and slumped to the ground perhaps he'd relax just a bit. He closed his eyes and began to focus on his Light.
Sora stood outside wearing a thin shirt that was covered in sweat. Across from him stood Leon minus the leather jacket with his Gunblade in a defensive stance. Sora gazed at him lazily still feeling the after effects of pure concentrated locoweed. He absently wondered where Leon had gotten it. Leon made another dash at him, which was barely avoided by using Riku's side step. Their blades clashed and sparked. The sound of metal rang through the air. Both broke away for a minute. Sora had almost become mechanical in his fighting. No emotions showed on his face. He had mastered his blade and was quite a deal stronger than the last time they fought. Leon himself after his defeat in the arena decided to train and sharpen his skills. Sora cracked his neck nonchalantly waiting for the next move. Leon stood and braced himself for the boy's attack. It came unexpectedly with great force causing Leon's Lionheart (1) to tremble. Leon stepped back and retaliated with a swift upwards blow. The key barely caught it, but not before it made a cut across Sora's left cheek. Sora rubbed his hand across the cut and studied the blood before licking it almost seductively off his fingers. Leon visibly shivered at the sight, but decided practice at the moment was more important and charged Sora while he was occupied. Sora dodged at the last minute and managed to catch the Gunblade and unbalance Leon before they both took a tumble backwards into the grass. Leon landing atop the boy. Both lay staring at each other for a few moments until they were interrupted by the clearing of a throat behind them. Riku recognized him. It was that pilot guy. The one that built ships. Apparently he was lecturing Leon on decency while ironically filling in verbal vomit here and there.
Riku awoke with a start. Slightly angered at Leon and Sora yet slightly aroused by Sora's sexy little display with the blood. He sighed and shook his hair forcing the unwanted sand out. He had a long and torturous way to go. He was now aware that was of the essence when he had dreamed of Sora. His eyes were starting to regain their light as he stayed with Leon.
A/N: okay that's it for chapter 3. Just a little input on Riku's side. Thanx guys for reading. More stuff is on the way. If you'd like I now have some art on my web page concerning this story. It has concepts of Sora and Riku as well as other stuff (wink wink)
1. Lionheart is one of squall's weapons from FFVIII