Returning to the Light
Part 7 (Untitled)
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Riku guessed that Sora was just as relieved as he was to finally say the words that were tearing at both of them. He also noticed, as they stood there embracing each other, that Sora was taller. Probably almost as tall as he was - but that was expected right? They were only seventeen and eighteen years old. They probably wouldn't stop growing anytime soon. Though, this fact slightly disturbed Riku. If Sora was going taller than Riku in the future, would he perhaps take advantage of the dominance he had.
These thoughts mixed with the satisfying feeling of having Sora in his arms stirred in his head for only a few moments. Then Sora let go reluctantly, but still held tight to Riku's hand. "Come on," He said softly, nudging Riku slightly. "We can talk more where there's less people."
Riku found himself being the helpless follower, following whoever was walking and had a hold of him. It was different with Sora though. He could trust Sora, right? Even after all he'd done to him, right? Sora would always love him, right?
They came to a stop soon after, and the luscious scent of flowers entered his nostrils. He guessed they were in the castle garden, as Sora and him sat down on a nice bench. Sora sighed, letting his head rest on Riku's shoulder as he traced the lines on Riku's right palm. Riku, in turn smiled, and wrapped his left arm around Sora, holding him close.
"So, did Mickey get you out?" Sora then asked in a quiet tone.
Riku nodded, letting the faint island-smell of Sora distract him from the many flowers. "Did he tell you about it?"
Sora shook his head quietly, "No, I'm the one who suggested it."
He paused in his thoughts there. So...if Sora did suggest, that meant that he probably didn't think of this as lust, but love. That their love was true...not like what Riku had with Kairi. Kairi. The name sounded bitter in his mind.
"We searched for a year and half for the door, after Mickey escaped..." Sora continued. "I asked why you didn't come with him. He said you didn't want to come..." Riku felt Sora shift in his arms, to look up at him. The pain struck his heart lightly at first, but steadily grew as his thoughts progressed. Would Sora get the picture that he didn't want to leave Kingdom Hearts because he didn't love him? "...But that's not true, is it? Is it?" Sora's tone was slightly worried, concealing expected tears.
Riku sighed, and rested his chin on Sora's head as it lent back down onto his shoulder. "It's hard to explain." He started, inwardly kicking himself. "I don't know why I didn't go out with the King. I didn't feel there was anything for me here." He cringed slightly at his own words. "I mean, I love you and all...but in there I didn't think you did." He bit his lip, unsure how that touched Sora.
"I understand." Sora's soft voice reached his ears, and the words relieve him. Maybe he wouldn't act like an idiot; answering questions he knew nothing about.
Then, something felt rather odd. Something inside of him, like a sixth sense, told him something was wrong. Something about Sora was wrong. To Riku of course this was absolute ludicrous, how could there be anything wrong with him?
'How can you expect him to be true to you for three years?' The voice hissed inside his head, making anger bubble inside of him. 'How are you so sure he hasn't slept with anyone else? Loved anyone else? How are you so sure he hasn't even slept with Kairi yet?'
Riku debated whether or not to ask Sora these questions. These were personal things, but the way they were holding each other was too. Finally he decided he should. "Sora," He started. "Did you ever - "
"Yes!" Sora broke out sobbing into Riku's shoulder. He jumped slightly at Sora's outburst in emotion, not knowing he could get that emotional. "Yes! I did! I'm s-sorry Riku...I didn't know you were coming back. It happened with all of them! Cloud, Leon...Kairi...I'm sorry! I didn't want it to happen!" Sora sobbed more, now gaining the hiccups. Riku sighed fatherly, and shifted so Sora was on his lap, and he could calm him. He waited as his love started to settle down. Sora still had the hiccups after a few minutes, but had stopped crying.
'Well.' The voice started laughing softly, 'I was right.'
Carefully Riku wrapped his arms around Sora, now trying to eliminate the hiccups. Slowly though, they died away as well. "Listen, Sora..." He started to whisper in his love's ear, as Sora started to drift into a sleepy state. "I don't care what you did before. I expected it." Riku rested his chin in Sora's head again, rocking them both slightly. "As long as you love me now I don't care what you did before. Okay?" He felt Sora nodded silently, before he obviously fell into oblivion.
'Don't you have a feeling he'll go back to one of them?' This voice didn't like him obviously, interrupting his most calming moments.
'Shut up.' He replied in his head back. 'I've had enough of you. Get the fuck out of my head.'
'Temper.'
'Bastard.'
After a few moments of welcoming silence, he too fell into the blissful oblivion of sleep...
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That chapter sucked. This is the effect of sick-sounding teachers, no sleep, bitchy friends and writer's block! But I had to get it printed. Promise I'll have a better chapter for Part 8!
Part 7 (Untitled)
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Riku guessed that Sora was just as relieved as he was to finally say the words that were tearing at both of them. He also noticed, as they stood there embracing each other, that Sora was taller. Probably almost as tall as he was - but that was expected right? They were only seventeen and eighteen years old. They probably wouldn't stop growing anytime soon. Though, this fact slightly disturbed Riku. If Sora was going taller than Riku in the future, would he perhaps take advantage of the dominance he had.
These thoughts mixed with the satisfying feeling of having Sora in his arms stirred in his head for only a few moments. Then Sora let go reluctantly, but still held tight to Riku's hand. "Come on," He said softly, nudging Riku slightly. "We can talk more where there's less people."
Riku found himself being the helpless follower, following whoever was walking and had a hold of him. It was different with Sora though. He could trust Sora, right? Even after all he'd done to him, right? Sora would always love him, right?
They came to a stop soon after, and the luscious scent of flowers entered his nostrils. He guessed they were in the castle garden, as Sora and him sat down on a nice bench. Sora sighed, letting his head rest on Riku's shoulder as he traced the lines on Riku's right palm. Riku, in turn smiled, and wrapped his left arm around Sora, holding him close.
"So, did Mickey get you out?" Sora then asked in a quiet tone.
Riku nodded, letting the faint island-smell of Sora distract him from the many flowers. "Did he tell you about it?"
Sora shook his head quietly, "No, I'm the one who suggested it."
He paused in his thoughts there. So...if Sora did suggest, that meant that he probably didn't think of this as lust, but love. That their love was true...not like what Riku had with Kairi. Kairi. The name sounded bitter in his mind.
"We searched for a year and half for the door, after Mickey escaped..." Sora continued. "I asked why you didn't come with him. He said you didn't want to come..." Riku felt Sora shift in his arms, to look up at him. The pain struck his heart lightly at first, but steadily grew as his thoughts progressed. Would Sora get the picture that he didn't want to leave Kingdom Hearts because he didn't love him? "...But that's not true, is it? Is it?" Sora's tone was slightly worried, concealing expected tears.
Riku sighed, and rested his chin on Sora's head as it lent back down onto his shoulder. "It's hard to explain." He started, inwardly kicking himself. "I don't know why I didn't go out with the King. I didn't feel there was anything for me here." He cringed slightly at his own words. "I mean, I love you and all...but in there I didn't think you did." He bit his lip, unsure how that touched Sora.
"I understand." Sora's soft voice reached his ears, and the words relieve him. Maybe he wouldn't act like an idiot; answering questions he knew nothing about.
Then, something felt rather odd. Something inside of him, like a sixth sense, told him something was wrong. Something about Sora was wrong. To Riku of course this was absolute ludicrous, how could there be anything wrong with him?
'How can you expect him to be true to you for three years?' The voice hissed inside his head, making anger bubble inside of him. 'How are you so sure he hasn't slept with anyone else? Loved anyone else? How are you so sure he hasn't even slept with Kairi yet?'
Riku debated whether or not to ask Sora these questions. These were personal things, but the way they were holding each other was too. Finally he decided he should. "Sora," He started. "Did you ever - "
"Yes!" Sora broke out sobbing into Riku's shoulder. He jumped slightly at Sora's outburst in emotion, not knowing he could get that emotional. "Yes! I did! I'm s-sorry Riku...I didn't know you were coming back. It happened with all of them! Cloud, Leon...Kairi...I'm sorry! I didn't want it to happen!" Sora sobbed more, now gaining the hiccups. Riku sighed fatherly, and shifted so Sora was on his lap, and he could calm him. He waited as his love started to settle down. Sora still had the hiccups after a few minutes, but had stopped crying.
'Well.' The voice started laughing softly, 'I was right.'
Carefully Riku wrapped his arms around Sora, now trying to eliminate the hiccups. Slowly though, they died away as well. "Listen, Sora..." He started to whisper in his love's ear, as Sora started to drift into a sleepy state. "I don't care what you did before. I expected it." Riku rested his chin in Sora's head again, rocking them both slightly. "As long as you love me now I don't care what you did before. Okay?" He felt Sora nodded silently, before he obviously fell into oblivion.
'Don't you have a feeling he'll go back to one of them?' This voice didn't like him obviously, interrupting his most calming moments.
'Shut up.' He replied in his head back. 'I've had enough of you. Get the fuck out of my head.'
'Temper.'
'Bastard.'
After a few moments of welcoming silence, he too fell into the blissful oblivion of sleep...
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That chapter sucked. This is the effect of sick-sounding teachers, no sleep, bitchy friends and writer's block! But I had to get it printed. Promise I'll have a better chapter for Part 8!