My Secret Obsession
By: Angelistical06
Disclaimer: I don't own any Kingdom Hearts characters! I'm not making a profit either, so no suing for you!
Chapter 4: Is this Suppose to Happen?
Morning came quickly to the small town of...er, Traverse Town. The sunlight crept above the horizon and sent small beams of light over rooftops. The rays of light shot through windows, and unto the sleeping faces of the civilians. One particular civilian, found that quite annoying. Because he was lacking in the art of nature or some crap like that.
Sora stirred at the hot bright light shining on his face. With a slight grumble he, buried himself deeper into the mattress and pulled the covers over his head. "That's much better." The teen settle back down into a light slumber. The bed was way more comfortable than his lumpy box in his room. Which meant he wasn't in his bed, but if he wasn't in his bed where was he?
"Wait!" He jumped straight up looking around at his surroundings. His eyes scanned the whole room, corner to corner. Slowly, his memory came flowing in. But how he made it from the floor to the bed was still an unsolved mystery. Sora relaxed a bit more, leaning back against the pillow. "Well while I'm here, might as well enjoy it." He wiggled his toe under the covers absorbing the consolation. His shoes where neatly tucked away be the wall, accompanying his jacket on a chair. "He must be a neat freak, like Riku..."
The door to the room opened and a tall figure came in, smiling pleasantly. "I just like being neat." he responded to Sora's out loud thought. He didn't really think of himself as a neat freak, more of a tidy cat then anything else. Like the kitty litter.
"Oh hey!" Sora waved. "Thanks again for letting me spend the night, but you could've left me on the floor." He blushed a little at the kind gesture. Sephiroth came fully in, shutting the door behind him.
"You looked uncomfortable on the floor." he sat down on the edge of the bed, holding a gentle look in his green eyes. His silver hair lay slick on the back of his jacket, still slightly wet from an earlier shower. He gazed upon his new found center of affection, Sora. The teen was suffering from some serious bed hair, but his blue eyes shined brilliantly never the less. A light smile showed on his lips and a small shade of red covered his cheeks. It was bizarre how he could pick up so many characteristics in one simple glance. Maybe it was one of his powers, he didn't know.
Sora felt uneasy at the intensity of the look he was receiving. Perhaps he was so bashful because he found the guy attractive. No, that's not right. He was a guy too, and he wasn't suppose to think that way about another guy. Ok, well maybe he was scared of him, a little. Even though he beat him, that was a total fluke. This man could control fire. Fire hurts like hell. Sora's eyes dropped to his lap. "Well thanks anyway I guess."
Sephiroth laid back, kind of tired himself. He's not always up before dawn, but the sleeping body on his floor was filling his head with unanswered questions. So, he decided to get up and take a walk, a very long walk. Since it was so early, he didn't have to worry about what was left of fan girls. "Don't mention it." he closed his eyes, taking a deep breath of relaxation. Then there was silence.
Sora watched him quietly, wondering what to do. 'Why does everyone say he's evil? He's a nice guy.' He couldn't see him going around killing people, overlooking the fact that he killed off a bunch of fan girls. The brunette pondered a few moments, listening to the light breaths escaping the older guy's nostrils. 'Is he...asleep?...one way to find out.' Sora reached out a hand and slowly, VERY slowly, brought it closer to his face. 'Why am I doing this?! Am I crazy?!' a voice shouted at him from the inside. 'Shhh! You'll wake him, voice!' another voice shouted at the other. 'Sorry..' He bit his lip as his finger was less than a inch from his resting face. His heart started pounding. 'What if he sets me on fire?'
Taking a silent gulp, he placed a finger on his cheek. He held his breath, expecting a shout or stab with the Masamune. Nothing happened. Sora's muscles relaxed, now what to do since that was out of his system?
"Are you satisfied?" he whispered with out opening his eyes. Sora nearly flew back against the head board in pure fright.
"I'm sorry! I just-! You were-!...oh, man..." Sora blurted on and on as if that would explain his actions.
"Are you curious about me, Sora?" he asked quietly, half hoping he would say yes.
"Uh...I guess. Maybe" the brunette calmed down a bit, dropping his head. He was very curious about him. "Ok, like why did Aeris tell you to leave me alone? I heard her you know....and Leon as well. What did they mean by that?"
This brought Sephiroth's eyes open. He knew Sora would come around to asking him that. "Well, it's complicated."
Sora frowned. He was tired of people avoiding his questions. "So what's that suppose to mean? I wouldn't understand it?"
He sat up, giving him his wanted attention. "No, not like that." Sora scooted closer, interested in the topic. "Let's just say, I've done some...unfriendly things in the past." Yeah, that was it.
"Oh...must've been really mean." Sora laughed childishly. This made Sephiroth smile too, which made Sora stop laughing and blush again systematically.
"Hey, why are you so bashful with me?" He placed a hand on his shoulder. Sora reacted immediately with a nervous chuckle.
"I-I'm not bashful!" a fake laugh filled his voice. He was such a bad liar.
"So if I were to.." he moved his hand from the brunette's shoulder to his cheek, "do this, you wouldn't blush?" Sora desperately held back a tremble and blushing.
"Nope." he squeaked. Sephiroth decided to push on, maybe he'll actually get some where. He stroke Sora's cheek with his thumb. The teen quickly diverted his eyes, unable to keep eye contact.
"Look at me." he whispered.
"I am."
"No, you're not." Sora brought his eyes back to older one's. "That's better." he removed his hand and trailed it down to his back, rubbing it gently. Sora blinked a few times in confusion. Was he being seduced?
"Uh..." Sora started.
"Don't speak." the green eyed guy said smoothly, placing a finger on his soft lips. Then tracing it down to his chin. Never loosing eye contact.
"Ok." the brunette peeped. He had no idea what was going on, but it was intriguing him. New feelings were being presented to him, kind of scary, but a little part of him was happy and wanted more.
"Have you ever felt like you needed to be with someone?" Sephiroth questioned him out the blue.
"W-What do you mean?" He was trembling a little. 'Woh, this feels weird. Is this suppose to happen?' his mind asked itself.
Leaning over, he placed a gentle kiss on the teen's lips. Hoping to get a outcome from him. Sora froze. That was his first kiss, and he didn't know how to respond. Especially since it was with one of the most unlikely people. "Did you feel anything then?" he asked still only a few inches from his face.
"Y-Yeah, I felt lips." he answered loosing his eye contact again. The older one smirked, not requesting eye contact again. He probably was new to this.
"Did you like it?" He kissed him again, but this time a little more aggressively. A muffled moan came from within Sora as he held on to him. Sephiroth eased his hands to the brunette's side, tenderly pushing him to lay down. Sora obeyed as Sephiroth eased on top, their lips never parted.
Sora's head laid into the soft white pillows, his hands becoming entangled in long silver strands. He didn't know why he was enjoying this, was it wrong to? Sephiroth was going through his own troubles. Do he listen to wait his body tells him or his heart? He kissed the brunette deeper; his yearning for Sora growing greater by the minute. Somehow, Sephiroth managed to break away from the kiss, leaving Sora gasping for air.
"Uh..." Sora couldn't think straight, what the hell was going on? "I...liked it, but this is weird." he heaved a sigh, slightly out of breath. A hand gently brushed some brown strands from his forehead. Revealing the boy's turmoil filled eyes.
"What's weird about it? That you actually like it?" A hand strolled down Sora's chest and lingered at the zipper of his jumper. Panic swarmed down him faster than a run away train.
"I'm scared." Sora concluded out of no where, looking into Sephiroth's green eyes carefully. He had a feeling what was about to happen. And he'd never done it before.
"First times.." he slowly unzipped the zipper. "...can be scary." Seph paused. "But you do trust me, right?"
"..Yeah.." uncertainty seeped through his answer. Sephiroth caught on to it.
"Sora, I would never hurt you. I want you to belong to me." he confessed. The cat was out the bag now. Sora eyes grew wide with shock. What did he mean by that?
"Belong to you..?.." he said hoarsely. "I don't get it, Sephiroth."
Leaning down, he gave him a long gentle kiss on the forehead. "You'll understand someday." He got off him and walked to the door. He screwed up, big time. He actually has fallen for the boy. He'd never expected that. Was it a punishment for his past crimes? Or not going to jury duty? Opening the door, he stopped. "Take your time leaving." He replied, breaking his rule of eye contact. He then left.
Disclaimer: I don't own any Kingdom Hearts characters! I'm not making a profit either, so no suing for you!
Chapter 4: Is this Suppose to Happen?
Morning came quickly to the small town of...er, Traverse Town. The sunlight crept above the horizon and sent small beams of light over rooftops. The rays of light shot through windows, and unto the sleeping faces of the civilians. One particular civilian, found that quite annoying. Because he was lacking in the art of nature or some crap like that.
Sora stirred at the hot bright light shining on his face. With a slight grumble he, buried himself deeper into the mattress and pulled the covers over his head. "That's much better." The teen settle back down into a light slumber. The bed was way more comfortable than his lumpy box in his room. Which meant he wasn't in his bed, but if he wasn't in his bed where was he?
"Wait!" He jumped straight up looking around at his surroundings. His eyes scanned the whole room, corner to corner. Slowly, his memory came flowing in. But how he made it from the floor to the bed was still an unsolved mystery. Sora relaxed a bit more, leaning back against the pillow. "Well while I'm here, might as well enjoy it." He wiggled his toe under the covers absorbing the consolation. His shoes where neatly tucked away be the wall, accompanying his jacket on a chair. "He must be a neat freak, like Riku..."
The door to the room opened and a tall figure came in, smiling pleasantly. "I just like being neat." he responded to Sora's out loud thought. He didn't really think of himself as a neat freak, more of a tidy cat then anything else. Like the kitty litter.
"Oh hey!" Sora waved. "Thanks again for letting me spend the night, but you could've left me on the floor." He blushed a little at the kind gesture. Sephiroth came fully in, shutting the door behind him.
"You looked uncomfortable on the floor." he sat down on the edge of the bed, holding a gentle look in his green eyes. His silver hair lay slick on the back of his jacket, still slightly wet from an earlier shower. He gazed upon his new found center of affection, Sora. The teen was suffering from some serious bed hair, but his blue eyes shined brilliantly never the less. A light smile showed on his lips and a small shade of red covered his cheeks. It was bizarre how he could pick up so many characteristics in one simple glance. Maybe it was one of his powers, he didn't know.
Sora felt uneasy at the intensity of the look he was receiving. Perhaps he was so bashful because he found the guy attractive. No, that's not right. He was a guy too, and he wasn't suppose to think that way about another guy. Ok, well maybe he was scared of him, a little. Even though he beat him, that was a total fluke. This man could control fire. Fire hurts like hell. Sora's eyes dropped to his lap. "Well thanks anyway I guess."
Sephiroth laid back, kind of tired himself. He's not always up before dawn, but the sleeping body on his floor was filling his head with unanswered questions. So, he decided to get up and take a walk, a very long walk. Since it was so early, he didn't have to worry about what was left of fan girls. "Don't mention it." he closed his eyes, taking a deep breath of relaxation. Then there was silence.
Sora watched him quietly, wondering what to do. 'Why does everyone say he's evil? He's a nice guy.' He couldn't see him going around killing people, overlooking the fact that he killed off a bunch of fan girls. The brunette pondered a few moments, listening to the light breaths escaping the older guy's nostrils. 'Is he...asleep?...one way to find out.' Sora reached out a hand and slowly, VERY slowly, brought it closer to his face. 'Why am I doing this?! Am I crazy?!' a voice shouted at him from the inside. 'Shhh! You'll wake him, voice!' another voice shouted at the other. 'Sorry..' He bit his lip as his finger was less than a inch from his resting face. His heart started pounding. 'What if he sets me on fire?'
Taking a silent gulp, he placed a finger on his cheek. He held his breath, expecting a shout or stab with the Masamune. Nothing happened. Sora's muscles relaxed, now what to do since that was out of his system?
"Are you satisfied?" he whispered with out opening his eyes. Sora nearly flew back against the head board in pure fright.
"I'm sorry! I just-! You were-!...oh, man..." Sora blurted on and on as if that would explain his actions.
"Are you curious about me, Sora?" he asked quietly, half hoping he would say yes.
"Uh...I guess. Maybe" the brunette calmed down a bit, dropping his head. He was very curious about him. "Ok, like why did Aeris tell you to leave me alone? I heard her you know....and Leon as well. What did they mean by that?"
This brought Sephiroth's eyes open. He knew Sora would come around to asking him that. "Well, it's complicated."
Sora frowned. He was tired of people avoiding his questions. "So what's that suppose to mean? I wouldn't understand it?"
He sat up, giving him his wanted attention. "No, not like that." Sora scooted closer, interested in the topic. "Let's just say, I've done some...unfriendly things in the past." Yeah, that was it.
"Oh...must've been really mean." Sora laughed childishly. This made Sephiroth smile too, which made Sora stop laughing and blush again systematically.
"Hey, why are you so bashful with me?" He placed a hand on his shoulder. Sora reacted immediately with a nervous chuckle.
"I-I'm not bashful!" a fake laugh filled his voice. He was such a bad liar.
"So if I were to.." he moved his hand from the brunette's shoulder to his cheek, "do this, you wouldn't blush?" Sora desperately held back a tremble and blushing.
"Nope." he squeaked. Sephiroth decided to push on, maybe he'll actually get some where. He stroke Sora's cheek with his thumb. The teen quickly diverted his eyes, unable to keep eye contact.
"Look at me." he whispered.
"I am."
"No, you're not." Sora brought his eyes back to older one's. "That's better." he removed his hand and trailed it down to his back, rubbing it gently. Sora blinked a few times in confusion. Was he being seduced?
"Uh..." Sora started.
"Don't speak." the green eyed guy said smoothly, placing a finger on his soft lips. Then tracing it down to his chin. Never loosing eye contact.
"Ok." the brunette peeped. He had no idea what was going on, but it was intriguing him. New feelings were being presented to him, kind of scary, but a little part of him was happy and wanted more.
"Have you ever felt like you needed to be with someone?" Sephiroth questioned him out the blue.
"W-What do you mean?" He was trembling a little. 'Woh, this feels weird. Is this suppose to happen?' his mind asked itself.
Leaning over, he placed a gentle kiss on the teen's lips. Hoping to get a outcome from him. Sora froze. That was his first kiss, and he didn't know how to respond. Especially since it was with one of the most unlikely people. "Did you feel anything then?" he asked still only a few inches from his face.
"Y-Yeah, I felt lips." he answered loosing his eye contact again. The older one smirked, not requesting eye contact again. He probably was new to this.
"Did you like it?" He kissed him again, but this time a little more aggressively. A muffled moan came from within Sora as he held on to him. Sephiroth eased his hands to the brunette's side, tenderly pushing him to lay down. Sora obeyed as Sephiroth eased on top, their lips never parted.
Sora's head laid into the soft white pillows, his hands becoming entangled in long silver strands. He didn't know why he was enjoying this, was it wrong to? Sephiroth was going through his own troubles. Do he listen to wait his body tells him or his heart? He kissed the brunette deeper; his yearning for Sora growing greater by the minute. Somehow, Sephiroth managed to break away from the kiss, leaving Sora gasping for air.
"Uh..." Sora couldn't think straight, what the hell was going on? "I...liked it, but this is weird." he heaved a sigh, slightly out of breath. A hand gently brushed some brown strands from his forehead. Revealing the boy's turmoil filled eyes.
"What's weird about it? That you actually like it?" A hand strolled down Sora's chest and lingered at the zipper of his jumper. Panic swarmed down him faster than a run away train.
"I'm scared." Sora concluded out of no where, looking into Sephiroth's green eyes carefully. He had a feeling what was about to happen. And he'd never done it before.
"First times.." he slowly unzipped the zipper. "...can be scary." Seph paused. "But you do trust me, right?"
"..Yeah.." uncertainty seeped through his answer. Sephiroth caught on to it.
"Sora, I would never hurt you. I want you to belong to me." he confessed. The cat was out the bag now. Sora eyes grew wide with shock. What did he mean by that?
"Belong to you..?.." he said hoarsely. "I don't get it, Sephiroth."
Leaning down, he gave him a long gentle kiss on the forehead. "You'll understand someday." He got off him and walked to the door. He screwed up, big time. He actually has fallen for the boy. He'd never expected that. Was it a punishment for his past crimes? Or not going to jury duty? Opening the door, he stopped. "Take your time leaving." He replied, breaking his rule of eye contact. He then left.