My Secret Obsession
By: Angelistical06 Fallenangelz06hotmal.com
Chapter 3: It all comes down to this
"Man, that was good. Thanks Sephiroth." Sora patted his tight stomach, as they walked down the alley.
"Don't mention it." he smiled at his little pal. Yeah right. As they continued to walk in silence, Sephiroth notice a small plastic card sticking out the brunette's pocket. 'That must be his card key...' Pulling off a fake stretch, he swiped the card from out Sora's pocket. 'I'll hold to this.'
"I'm...sleepy now..." Sora eyes drooped and he yawned loudly.
"We're almost at the hotel." placing a hand on top of the younger teen's head, he slipped the card key into his back pocket.
"Are, your pants dry?"
"uh.." he was caught off guard by that question. "...Yeah, pretty much. Why do you ask?" a smirk appeared on the inside.
"Because...running with damp pants will be uncomfortable..." he yawned again, kicking a rock across the ground.
"Running?...what?" he questioned him but soon found his answer. His senses were overwhelmed by a force. A huge force, coming they're way. He stopped, carefully looking around.
"I see...fan girls.." Sora whispered. Out of nowhere the ground underneath then began to rumble. Faint screams came into hearing.
"Damn it all!" He grabbed little Sora's hand and ran in the opposite direction. Swiftly turning a corner he halted, sending the teen right into his back.
"Ow! Why'd you stop..?.." he trailed off as he saw the huge crowd of teen girls waiting for Sephiroth with glaring eyes and drooling mouths.
"THERE HE IS!! OH MY GOD!! IT'S HIM!!" One girl shrieked erupting a massive wave of screams.
"GO! AWAY! DAMN YOU ALL!" Sephiroth yelled at them and flew back around the corner just to find another group of girls waiting.
"We have you now, Sephy!" some random fanatic raved. "Now be a good baddie, and kindly strip yourself of all your possessions." They all surrounded the two of them.
"They have us trapped..." he whispered as him and Sora were forced into the back to back position. The crowd huddled together, entrapping them in the center.
"Looks like we'll have to fight our way out of this one..." His Keyblade emerged out of nowhere. The older one stared in amazement wondering why his Masamune never did that. "Let's go!" Sora flew into action, whacking fan girls out the way like flies with the handle.
"Sora! Other way around." he ordered while carefully knocking crazed girls off him.
"Oh, yeah..." he flipped it around. "Much better."
"Awww... It's little Sora! He's so adorable!" some overweight girl shouted.
"Is that like, their battle cry!?" Sora shivered as girls pulled at his shirt, trying to bring him down.
"Goddamn it! Stop!" Sephiroth slammed two girls into each other. But more girls replaced them. They leaped on top of him creating a dog pile. "I can't, breathe!" he shouted at the rallied fans.
"Get his shirt!! Get Sephiroth's shirt!" One managed to get his shirt off him, attracting more girls over as the fought over it. Seeing a clearing, he quickly crawled from under them, scurrying to his feet.
"Help me!" The teen gagged as a huddle of girls played tug-of-war over him. He tried biting random hands as the sprung out and reached for things on him, however it only attracted more squeals of delight.
"He bit me!! I'm never washing my hand again!" Some girl pulled at his chain, trying to get anything off him.
"Hold on, Sora!" Sephiroth came busting out newly developing crowds of more and more fans. "Wait," He stopped. "What am I doing?" Remembering he can teleport, he pushed a girl into another creating a domino effect. Also, Giving him the space he needed to materialize away.
"It HURTS!" Sora whimpered, about to give up fighting them off. He closed his eyes and quit resisting, too tired to struggle anymore. His head pounded as the high pitch screams penetrated his nerves. "...This is it.." While he let his body free fall, a pair of strong arms wrapped around his waist. He shot his head up to see sharp green eyes pierce down into his.
"Just relax." He whispered to him as he tighten his grip around him. Taking in a deep breath and closing his eyes, he relaxed and concentrated his power.
"What are..?.." Sora began.
"Don't move." Sephiroth warned quietly. The fans continually tugged at them. He was tired of them, they were steadily coming at them non-stop and it was only one thing to do. "DIE!" He shouted, reopening his eyes. He cast an enormous wall of fire from behind him straight down the alleyway. Sora watched in awe as the barrier of fire passed over them. He held his arm out and gasped, as he wasn't burned. The wall blazed everything and everyone in its path, shouts of pain filled the air. Many tried to run away, but wasn't able to out run the rushing fire behind them.
"Oh my God! I'm being fried my Sephy!!" Some girl cheered for joy as she ran down the alley, on fire and eventually was charred to a crisp.
"Wow..." The azure eyed teen murmured looking at the piles and piles of ashes.
"You liked that?" He said in a soft voice, gradually releasing his hold on him. Sora took his chance and walked around the dark and smoking grounds. Stopping ever so often to poke a pile of cinder with his Keyblabe.
"That was WAY better than my petty fire attack." He turned to look at the taller man. "But, why wasn't I burned along with the girls?"
"I protected you." He tossed some silver strands from his face egotistically. Sora nodded and rubbed his eyes. "You're tired...you should get some sleep."
"Nun-uh...I'm just a little winded." He lied, badly.
Dusting his pants off, he smiled at his childishness. "Sure. Well, I'm going. Later kid." Waving him off, he went upstairs to his room. He was tired as well, that whole big wall of fire and protection thing pretty much drained him. Fumbling with his door, he immediately laid down on his bed. "Damn girls..." he was topless and scratched up because of them. A shower is what he wanted, but in his state, he couldn't dream of standing up that long.
The teen slowly dragged himself up the stairs, past Seph's room and to his own. Yawning for the millionth time, he lethargically dug in his pocket for his card key. "Hmm? This is strange..." what on earth could he have done with his key? "I know I put it somewhere..." Sora dug around in all his pockets, even inside his shoes. Heaving a deep sigh, he leaned against his door. "Now what?..." An idea hit him, he'll just see if he could spend the night with his new "buddy". 'I hope he won't mind.' a thought flew past his head as he slowly balled his fist and reached over to knock on the other door.
Sephiroth smiled inwardly as he shuffled Sora's card key between his fingers. In a matter of time, he should be knocking at his door, asking about his lost key. A knock abruptly cut the silence. "Right on schedule." He tucked the card key under his mattress and opened the door.
"Hey, s-sorry to bother you but...I've lost my key..." he trailed on shyly.
"..and you want to know if you can stay here with me 'til the morning?" He finished the request for the teen. Sora folded his arms behind his head, blushing harder with a cheesy smile. With a few moments of wordlessness, Sephiroth turned around and walked away, leaving the door opened. "I suppose."
"Thanks a lot!" He closed the door behind him. His room was larger than Sora's, and better decorated. "I see they gave you the royal treatment..." he pouted as he stood in a corner. The silver haired man snickered and searched his drawer for something to sleep in. Sora remained in his corner, too shy to move around. He wasn't sure how to behave around him. And he most definitely didn't want to tick him off.
"You...don't have to stand in the corner, Sora." he chuckled and went into the bathroom.
"..Ok..." Sora murmured and sat on the floor.
Sephiroth changed into his all black sleeper pants and ran a comb through his freshly tangled hair. Deeming on how to handle the situation, he looked at his reflection in the mirror. Green eyes peered back him, a little fatigued but attentive never the less. 'This is an interesting predicament...' a grin crept across his lips. It was the perfect opportunity to take what he wanted, and leave the boy. An all too perfect plan! But why was something nagging him about it? Could he have mistakenly befriended the kid? No. The feelings he held inside were more solid than a measly friendship. This was becoming more and more perplexing by the minute. And it was beginning to frustrate him.
Finally, after great mental deliberation, he made up his mind to take and ditch. Not caring if he was about to forsake any kind of developing attachments he or the kid held. He left the solitude of the bathroom and re-entered the bedroom. Determination set deep in his eyes as he scanned the room for him. "Sora?" Light breathing cut his search as he glazed upon the sleeping body occupying his floor. He took a closer look, kneeling down. He slept so tranquilly, a slight smile on his face. "I can't wake him.." he thought out loud, kicking himself hard in the inside. Grabbing an extra sheet, he gently placed it over him. "Goodnight, kid."
By: Angelistical06 Fallenangelz06hotmal.com
Chapter 3: It all comes down to this
"Man, that was good. Thanks Sephiroth." Sora patted his tight stomach, as they walked down the alley.
"Don't mention it." he smiled at his little pal. Yeah right. As they continued to walk in silence, Sephiroth notice a small plastic card sticking out the brunette's pocket. 'That must be his card key...' Pulling off a fake stretch, he swiped the card from out Sora's pocket. 'I'll hold to this.'
"I'm...sleepy now..." Sora eyes drooped and he yawned loudly.
"We're almost at the hotel." placing a hand on top of the younger teen's head, he slipped the card key into his back pocket.
"Are, your pants dry?"
"uh.." he was caught off guard by that question. "...Yeah, pretty much. Why do you ask?" a smirk appeared on the inside.
"Because...running with damp pants will be uncomfortable..." he yawned again, kicking a rock across the ground.
"Running?...what?" he questioned him but soon found his answer. His senses were overwhelmed by a force. A huge force, coming they're way. He stopped, carefully looking around.
"I see...fan girls.." Sora whispered. Out of nowhere the ground underneath then began to rumble. Faint screams came into hearing.
"Damn it all!" He grabbed little Sora's hand and ran in the opposite direction. Swiftly turning a corner he halted, sending the teen right into his back.
"Ow! Why'd you stop..?.." he trailed off as he saw the huge crowd of teen girls waiting for Sephiroth with glaring eyes and drooling mouths.
"THERE HE IS!! OH MY GOD!! IT'S HIM!!" One girl shrieked erupting a massive wave of screams.
"GO! AWAY! DAMN YOU ALL!" Sephiroth yelled at them and flew back around the corner just to find another group of girls waiting.
"We have you now, Sephy!" some random fanatic raved. "Now be a good baddie, and kindly strip yourself of all your possessions." They all surrounded the two of them.
"They have us trapped..." he whispered as him and Sora were forced into the back to back position. The crowd huddled together, entrapping them in the center.
"Looks like we'll have to fight our way out of this one..." His Keyblade emerged out of nowhere. The older one stared in amazement wondering why his Masamune never did that. "Let's go!" Sora flew into action, whacking fan girls out the way like flies with the handle.
"Sora! Other way around." he ordered while carefully knocking crazed girls off him.
"Oh, yeah..." he flipped it around. "Much better."
"Awww... It's little Sora! He's so adorable!" some overweight girl shouted.
"Is that like, their battle cry!?" Sora shivered as girls pulled at his shirt, trying to bring him down.
"Goddamn it! Stop!" Sephiroth slammed two girls into each other. But more girls replaced them. They leaped on top of him creating a dog pile. "I can't, breathe!" he shouted at the rallied fans.
"Get his shirt!! Get Sephiroth's shirt!" One managed to get his shirt off him, attracting more girls over as the fought over it. Seeing a clearing, he quickly crawled from under them, scurrying to his feet.
"Help me!" The teen gagged as a huddle of girls played tug-of-war over him. He tried biting random hands as the sprung out and reached for things on him, however it only attracted more squeals of delight.
"He bit me!! I'm never washing my hand again!" Some girl pulled at his chain, trying to get anything off him.
"Hold on, Sora!" Sephiroth came busting out newly developing crowds of more and more fans. "Wait," He stopped. "What am I doing?" Remembering he can teleport, he pushed a girl into another creating a domino effect. Also, Giving him the space he needed to materialize away.
"It HURTS!" Sora whimpered, about to give up fighting them off. He closed his eyes and quit resisting, too tired to struggle anymore. His head pounded as the high pitch screams penetrated his nerves. "...This is it.." While he let his body free fall, a pair of strong arms wrapped around his waist. He shot his head up to see sharp green eyes pierce down into his.
"Just relax." He whispered to him as he tighten his grip around him. Taking in a deep breath and closing his eyes, he relaxed and concentrated his power.
"What are..?.." Sora began.
"Don't move." Sephiroth warned quietly. The fans continually tugged at them. He was tired of them, they were steadily coming at them non-stop and it was only one thing to do. "DIE!" He shouted, reopening his eyes. He cast an enormous wall of fire from behind him straight down the alleyway. Sora watched in awe as the barrier of fire passed over them. He held his arm out and gasped, as he wasn't burned. The wall blazed everything and everyone in its path, shouts of pain filled the air. Many tried to run away, but wasn't able to out run the rushing fire behind them.
"Oh my God! I'm being fried my Sephy!!" Some girl cheered for joy as she ran down the alley, on fire and eventually was charred to a crisp.
"Wow..." The azure eyed teen murmured looking at the piles and piles of ashes.
"You liked that?" He said in a soft voice, gradually releasing his hold on him. Sora took his chance and walked around the dark and smoking grounds. Stopping ever so often to poke a pile of cinder with his Keyblabe.
"That was WAY better than my petty fire attack." He turned to look at the taller man. "But, why wasn't I burned along with the girls?"
"I protected you." He tossed some silver strands from his face egotistically. Sora nodded and rubbed his eyes. "You're tired...you should get some sleep."
"Nun-uh...I'm just a little winded." He lied, badly.
Dusting his pants off, he smiled at his childishness. "Sure. Well, I'm going. Later kid." Waving him off, he went upstairs to his room. He was tired as well, that whole big wall of fire and protection thing pretty much drained him. Fumbling with his door, he immediately laid down on his bed. "Damn girls..." he was topless and scratched up because of them. A shower is what he wanted, but in his state, he couldn't dream of standing up that long.
The teen slowly dragged himself up the stairs, past Seph's room and to his own. Yawning for the millionth time, he lethargically dug in his pocket for his card key. "Hmm? This is strange..." what on earth could he have done with his key? "I know I put it somewhere..." Sora dug around in all his pockets, even inside his shoes. Heaving a deep sigh, he leaned against his door. "Now what?..." An idea hit him, he'll just see if he could spend the night with his new "buddy". 'I hope he won't mind.' a thought flew past his head as he slowly balled his fist and reached over to knock on the other door.
Sephiroth smiled inwardly as he shuffled Sora's card key between his fingers. In a matter of time, he should be knocking at his door, asking about his lost key. A knock abruptly cut the silence. "Right on schedule." He tucked the card key under his mattress and opened the door.
"Hey, s-sorry to bother you but...I've lost my key..." he trailed on shyly.
"..and you want to know if you can stay here with me 'til the morning?" He finished the request for the teen. Sora folded his arms behind his head, blushing harder with a cheesy smile. With a few moments of wordlessness, Sephiroth turned around and walked away, leaving the door opened. "I suppose."
"Thanks a lot!" He closed the door behind him. His room was larger than Sora's, and better decorated. "I see they gave you the royal treatment..." he pouted as he stood in a corner. The silver haired man snickered and searched his drawer for something to sleep in. Sora remained in his corner, too shy to move around. He wasn't sure how to behave around him. And he most definitely didn't want to tick him off.
"You...don't have to stand in the corner, Sora." he chuckled and went into the bathroom.
"..Ok..." Sora murmured and sat on the floor.
Sephiroth changed into his all black sleeper pants and ran a comb through his freshly tangled hair. Deeming on how to handle the situation, he looked at his reflection in the mirror. Green eyes peered back him, a little fatigued but attentive never the less. 'This is an interesting predicament...' a grin crept across his lips. It was the perfect opportunity to take what he wanted, and leave the boy. An all too perfect plan! But why was something nagging him about it? Could he have mistakenly befriended the kid? No. The feelings he held inside were more solid than a measly friendship. This was becoming more and more perplexing by the minute. And it was beginning to frustrate him.
Finally, after great mental deliberation, he made up his mind to take and ditch. Not caring if he was about to forsake any kind of developing attachments he or the kid held. He left the solitude of the bathroom and re-entered the bedroom. Determination set deep in his eyes as he scanned the room for him. "Sora?" Light breathing cut his search as he glazed upon the sleeping body occupying his floor. He took a closer look, kneeling down. He slept so tranquilly, a slight smile on his face. "I can't wake him.." he thought out loud, kicking himself hard in the inside. Grabbing an extra sheet, he gently placed it over him. "Goodnight, kid."