Silver Haired Savior
Threats
Date Started: 8/28/05
Date Finished: 9/15/05
Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts …… but I own Riku's cookies! Mwuhahahaha! ((nibbles on chocolate chip cookie))
Riku: Hey, give those back!
Authoress' randomness:
Sorry! Sorry, and sorry again! I know this took sooooo long to get out. School is murder! I feel that I have to warn you that you should enjoy the fluff in this chapter, because it is very likely the last in the story for a LONG time. And no, I'm not just saying this to be dramatic! This is a genuine warning. This chapter is dedicated to starryskydragon, Ayeshagirl, F-chan1, Pippy99999, SingerOfPeace, Leshyaedawnfire, bast4, and Another Weirdo in the World. Thanks! By the way, I absolutely adore anyone who reviews every chapter! Please read the author's note at the bottom of the chapter. It is VERY important. Graphic scenes in this chapter!
Two days later:
Sora awoke to something cold that seemed to cover his chest. He smelled … was that chocolate? He kept his eyes closed, as he felt the creamy substance cover his chest. Then he felt something warm start to caress his chest. It was warm and soft. It cleaned all of the coldness off, and he welcomed it warmly. Soon afterwards, he felt the coldness again, and he shivered slightly. He heard a slight chuckle above him, and he gently opened his eyes. He saw the smiling face of the older boy staring down at him with a smirk.
"R – Riku?" Sora asked, yawning a little. "I'm cold."
"Yeah, but I'm hungry," he replied, smearing more of the cold stuff on his chest. He bent over and licked it off of the boy's creamy skin.
"That smells good. What is it?" Sora asked, waking up at the feeling of Riku's tongue against his chest.
"Chocolate ice cream," the silver haired boy answered simply yet seductively. "You must have been really tired," the boy continued on, reaching over to the bedside table and dipping his hand into the small brown container. He started adding more ice cream onto the boy, except closer to his naval. Sora shivered at the contact. "You didn't even notice when I took your shirt off."
"Mmm," was all Sora could say back. He mewled in pleasure as Riku licked off the ice cream. "Riku," he moaned out. "That feels sooo good!"
"I'm glad," the silver haired replied, wiping some chocolate off of his chin. He reached over towards the bucket full of the creamy substance once again, and dipped his hand inside. He pulled it out, and was about to put it on Sora's stomach, when a hand grabbed his wrist. Sora pulled the boy's fingers to his mouth and started to lick off the chocolate. It tasted good to the brunette, and he started sucking on his fingers. "Riku-sama," he muttered.
"Sora-kun," Riku replied. He pressed his lips gently to Sora's, and the younger boy moaned softly in the back of his throat. He leaned into Riku, and felt the contact of their bodies.
"Uhh, Riku, what time is it?" Sora asked gently, in almost a whisper as he felt his needs grow. Riku looked up at the clock while nibbling on Sora's ear.
"2:28 a.m.," he replied, his hot breath making Sora melt in his arms. He started licking behind Sora's ear as he held him in his arms.
"Ri … ku …" Sora murmured in a strangled voice. "I love you," he managed out before his lips were claimed by the older boy's. He felt his hands wandering his body, massaging his body in pleasurable ways. "Riku," he moaned into his lover's mouth as he melted into Riku's arms. Riku's tongue invaded Sora's mouth. Sora wrapped his arms around the older boy's waist. Riku started to remove his shirt, and broke away for only a second to pull it off. As soon as it was off, his lips found Sora's again, and he started to work his way down to Sora's pajama bottoms.
Twenty minutes later, Sora and Riku lay in each other's arms, sweaty, hot, and covered in chocolate. They pulled on a pair of boxers, but that was all that they had the energy left to do. Riku kissed the boy's sweaty forehead, delighting in the salty yet sweet taste. He kissed the boy on the lips once more, and this time he tasted the sugary taste of chocolate. He pulled Sora closer and started to fall asleep, the brunette already asleep in his arms.
"Goodnight, my little angel," he said softly as sleep claimed him, just like the sapphire eyed boy safe in his embrace.
The next morning:
"Man, Riku must have been hungry! That was a new box of ice cream and it's already half gone!"
"Something tells me eating it wasn't the only thing that they used it for …"
"Yeah, look at them, they're covered in it!"
"We'll let them sleep in peace for now. We can tell them the bad news later. We shouldn't take away what little sleep that they can get."
"Yeah, that's probably a good idea. Just because we have to loose sleep over it, doesn't mean that they have to!"
"Hey, does anyone want some coffee?"
"I told you, only old people drink you're coffee, Leon!"
"Can it, Yuffie!"
"Would you two stop arguing?"
"No, let him argue, Aerith! If he doesn't get his frustration out now, he's just cruel in bed!"
"Ew, didn't want to hear that!"
"Oh, please, Yuffie! You're so immature!"
"Hmph! Well at least I'm not old!" Stomping out the door.
"Hey, who are you calling old!" More stomping out the door.
"Would you all stop arguing? You're giving me a headache! I swear, you're worse than Wakka and Tidus when they're arguing over Blitzball teams!"
"Well, at least they took it downstairs so that Riku and Sora can sleep."
"Yeah, I guess you're right. Come on, let's go break up their fight before they start to kill each other." Sighs.
"Yeah, come on!" Door closes.
Riku gently let his eyes open, and he looked around. He still held Sora in his arms, although by now he had practically latched onto his waist. Not that he minded; he liked feeling the younger boy against him. It made him feel like he was protecting the brunette. The sheets were covered in chocolate ice cream – melted, by now – and his body as well as Sora's was covered in the sticky substance as well. He sat up a little straighter and pulled the younger boy up next to him, so the brown locks were resting against his chest.
"That was odd," he muttered while holding Sora close, thinking about the strange conversation that had just taken place in the small room. He felt sticky and sweaty, and he realized that he needed a shower. He ran a hand through his hair as he disentangled his legs from the blankets that surrounded him and Sora. He started to get up, but when he started to pull away, the younger boy started whimpering and clinging to him tighter.
"Riku … don't leave me … I promise that I'll love you always …" the younger murmured, still asleep. Riku sighed in exasperation. "No … Riku, don't go!" Sora mumbled as he held fast to the boy.
"Come on, Sora, wake up," Riku cooed, shaking the boy gently. It didn't work, seeing as the boy only held onto him tighter. He leaned back against the pillows, and started kissing the younger boy's face. Soon, though, he smelt food coming from downstairs. He smelled eggs, bacon, and a pot of fresh coffee (much to Riku's amusement), and so, apparently, did Sora. He yawned and sat up, rubbing his eyes as he went. He noticed Riku smiling at him, and smiled back.
"Hey, Riku," he said, yawning one final time. "How did you sleep?"
"Fine," he replied softly. "We could use a shower, though."
"Yeah, I guess we do," Sora said back. They went and to their bags and got their bathroom supplies. They went to the bathroom and started a shower, and they both got in at the same time. They washed each other off, and came out smelling like roses. They went back to the bedroom and got dressed, then gathered the chocolate covered sheets off of the bed and took them down to the laundry. They put fresh bed sheets on, and then finally went down to get breakfast.
Downstairs, they found Leon sulking in one of the armchairs, a cup of coffee in his hand. Sora eagerly sat down at the table, and ate the plate that had been set out for him by Aerith. Yuffie was happily watching cartoons on the television. Cloud was sitting closest to Leon, with his own cup of coffee and a book. Lulu was watching whatever Yuffie had chosen. Riku sat down next to Sora and started eating, the food tasting good in his mouth. It gave him a warm feeling inside, and he soon finished after Sora had.
He put the dishes in the sink along with Sora's, and plopped down next to Sora on the couch. He pulled Sora closer, and the brunette leaned his head on the silver haired boy's chest. They sat that way for about ten minutes, until they noticed all of the adults looking at each other uneasily.
"Okay, what's wrong?" Riku finally asked, and Aerith seemed to jump.
"What makes you think something's wrong?" Yuffie asked conspicuously.
"Oh, no reason, really, it's just you seem really … JUMPY!" Riku yelled on the last word, and Yuffie nearly jumped completely off her seat.
"Riku!" she yelled, resettling herself in her seat.
"But really, what's wrong?" Sora asked, as he hugged Riku's chest.
"Well, we have some bad news …" Cloud started.
"Bad news? Huh?" Sora asked.
"You remember Sephiroth, Ansem's lap dog?" Leon asked.
"Ugh, don't remind me," Sora retorted, burying his face in Riku's chest.
"Sorry, but he's been missing recently. We don't have any clue as to where he is, and that's become a problem," Lulu said, sipping from a mug of tea.
"Why?" the brunette asked as the silver haired boy held him close.
"Because nobody knows what he's planning. Somebody that dangerous can't be trusted on his own," Cloud replied.
"But what we ought to be figuring out is why these robed freaks keep coming after Sora!" Riku said.
"Well, we haven't exactly been able to figure that out," Aerith said.
"We know they keep mentioning him as the 'chosen one' and they keep saying that he has a pure heart, but why they keep coming after him, we don't know."
"Well, I know why Larxene keeps trying to kill Sora," Riku added. "She thinks she owns me, or something, and doesn't like the fact that I love Sora and not her."
"That's a stupid reason!" Sora cried indignantly.
"I know, but that's the way her mind works."
"I've got to go," Leon said, standing up.
"Go? Go where?" Sora asked curiously.
"There's some people that I have to meet. They might be able to tell us more about why they're after you."
"Oh, okay. As long as you're not leaving for good," the younger boy said, sounding relieved. Both Cloud and Leon left, and the others found things to do the rest of the day. The two men returned later that evening, just in time for supper. They all sat around the TV for the rest of the night, but eventually started to get late.
"I'm gonna go to bed," Riku said after awhile with a small yawn.
"Me too," Sora said, following the silver haired boy up the stairs.
"Good night," Yuffie and Aerith chorused The two boys both changed into their pajamas, and climbed into the bed. They turned out the light and lay together, the brunette snuggled close to the silver haired boy.
"Riku? Are you still awake?" Sora asked after awhile had passed.
"Yeah," he replied. "Why are you still up though?"
"It's just … what if Sephiroth's planning something? He's probably going to try to hurt me again!"
"Don't worry, Sora, I won't let him hurt you," Riku said, pulling the younger boy even closer, if that was possible.
"Really? Promise me, Riku."
"I promise," he said, planting a kiss on the top of Sora's head.
"Thanks."
"No problem."
"Riku?"
"Hmm?"
"Am I … ever a burden to you? I mean … it's all my fault that you're caught up in all this. It's because of me that you get hurt … I'm just a burden … Not worth the trouble …"
"Sora!" Riku said, sitting up, surprised. "Don't you ever say that again, you understand me? You are not a burden! I could have left long ago if I thought that you were just burden. I'm still here because I want to be! I love you, Sora. You are worth the trouble. I don't care if I break my arm, or crack a rib, as long as you're with me, I can survive. So don't you dare say that you're just a burden!"
" …… Really? You really mean it?" Sora asked quietly, crystal tears forming in his azure eyes.
"Of course I mean it," Riku replied, wiping a fallen tear from the boy's face. "I love you with my entire being," he said, placing a gentle kiss on the boy's rose petal lips. He pulled the younger boy close as they fell back on to the bed. He captured the boy's lips in his again, and delighted in the taste of chocolate that the younger boy always seemed to taste like. When breathing became a necessity, he pulled away and looked down at the boy's big doe eyes. "I will never love another person as much as I love you."
"Thanks, Riku … I love you, too," Sora said, falling into a peaceful sleep.
The next morning:
It was now morning, and the suns first rays were peeking into the small room through the window. The young silver haired boy yawned and shifted in the queen-sized bed that he and the younger boy shared. He pulled his source of warmth closer to his body, and hugged him tight, pressing the brunette's forehead against his bare chest, which was once covered by a shirt that had been discarded earlier in the night due to the heat in the room, and now laid in a heap on the floor. He felt the hot, sweaty forehead pressed against his skin, and soon realized that it was warmer than what it would normally be.
Riku sat up carefully, so as not to wake the other boy. He blinked a couple of times before he could see normally again, and looked down at the brunette. The younger boy's face was a pale color, and seemed to be sleeping heavier than usual. Riku placed a hand on the boy's forehead, and found that it was very hot. He reached a hand down the younger boy's shirt and checked his temperature.
"Riku?" Sora murmured as he woke up. He blinked his sapphire eyes a couple times as he sat up, but immediately fell back on the bed as he felt light-headed. "Unhhh … Riku, I don't feel so good …"
"I think you're sick, sweetie," Riku said, much to the younger boy's horror.
"I'm – I'm sick? But how? Am I gonna die?" Sora asked, freaking out.
"Relax. I think you just have a fever. It's perfectly normal. You're just going to be feeling sick for a while. You'll get better in no time," the older boy said, reassuring the brunette.
"That's a relief," he said. "I can't remember the last time that I was sick."
"I'm gonna go tell the others. I don't want them to get sick, too," Riku said, standing up and walking over to the bags.
"But what if you get sick too?"
"I'll be fine," he replied nonchalantly. He undressed and pulled on a pair a green cargo pants and a navy blue t-shirt. He walked downstairs and found Aerith making a fresh pot of coffee.
"Good morning, Riku," she said, "Is Sora still sleeping?"
"I think he's sick. He's got a pretty high fever."
"Aww, we'll have to get some medicine later. I think we're out," the older brunette said, and walked back over to the fridge. She pulled out a jug of orange juice and grabbed a glass out of the cabinet. She poured the glass full, and handed the glass to Riku. "Here, this will help. He should get more Vitamin C. That way, he'll get over it faster."
"Thanks. Could ya tell everyone else to be careful around Sora when they coming? I don't want anyone else getting sick," Riku said, carrying the glass up the stairs.
"Can do," she said, pulling out some things for breakfast. Riku cautiously carried the glass up the stairs and entered the bedroom. He woke Sora, who had fallen back asleep, and told him to drink the glass full of the orange liquid. He did so, without protest and Riku took the glass from him when he was finished, and set it on the bedside table.
"Riku, make me feel better," Sora whined while doing his infamous pout, making the silver haired boy grin in amusement. He flopped back on the bed next to Sora, hugging the younger boy tightly.
"I'm working on it," he mumbled into the brunette's gravity defiant locks. He kissed the top of his head and gently got up, leaving the younger boy on the bed. "You should rest. You'll get better faster," he said, picking the new empty glass.
"Fine," Sora pouted, and pulled the covers around his self.
"Good boy. I'm gonna go out and buy you some medicine. Aerith said we're out. Rest until then, okay?"
"Okay," Sora sighed, and closed his eyes. Riku grabbed a baseball cap, his wallet, and a pair of sunglasses and quietly left the room, shutting the door with a small click. He walked downstairs and entered the kitchen. He placed the glass in the sink and stuffed his wallet into his pocket.
"Going to the store?" she asked simply as she stood over the skillet. "Don't worry, I'll watch Sora and make sure that he doesn't get any sicker."
"Thanks, Aerith," Riku said, putting on the baseball cap and sunglasses. He left the house and started down to the small drugstore a few blocks away.
Sora awoke to the sound of the window being opened. He shifted a little bit in his place on the bed, and rolled over. "Riku?" he asked as yawned.
"Sorry, not your precious lover," came a sneering voice from above him. Sora's eyes snapped open, and he immediately opened his mouth to scream. But before he could, a hand covered his mouth, producing a muffled moan. "Be quiet or I'll kill you," the man said, pulling out a knife and uncovering the boy's mouth. "That really would be an inconvenience for me, seeing as Number One wants you alive and well for his purposes."
"What – what do you want with me?" Sora stuttered out, clutching onto the sheets that covered his frail body.
"I was sent to give you this," he said, handing out a letter to the younger boy, who timidly accepted it. "Do not show this to anyone, not even Riku. If you're smart, you'll do as you're instructed. And remember, time is of the essence." He turned and climbed out the window. With trembling hands, Sora opened the letter, and pulled out the insides. There was a lock of magenta hair, and a letter, which Sora quickly read the contents of:
Chosen one,
We have your sister, Kairi. Give yourself up, and go to the top of the gizmo shop in the second district. Come alone, no tricks. To show you I mean business, here is a lock of Kairi's hair. Come at midnight, otherwise her hair won't be the only thing that we cut off! Tell no one!
Sora's eyes widened as he read and reread the letter. He dropped the contents of the envelope in his lap, and sat there in shock.
"They – they have Kairi!" the brunette whispered in a barely audible voice. Sora put the letter underneath his pillow and flopped back on the bed and stared at the ceiling for a bit. By now his face had turned pale, and he was at a loss for what to do.
'I can't just let them take Kairi like that, but at the same time, I can't force Riku to save me again … What should I do? Riku … Kairi … I love them both, but either way, one's going to get hurt … help …'
"Sora? What's wrong? You look pale!" Riku said as he entered the room with a bag in his hand. He put a hand on Sora's forehead and took his temperature. He pulled a thermometer out of the plastic bag and told Sora to open his mouth. When he did, he stuck the item in and told him to hold it under his tongue. While he waited he pulled out a bottle of fever medicine and placed it on the table. He threw away the now empty bag and sat down next to the sick boy. "So, what's wrong?"
"Nuffing," the boy said, the thermometer still in his mouth.
"You sure?" the boy asked, concern in his aquamarine eyes. Sora nodded yes, and shifted a little in his spot. "Hold on," Riku said, and took the thermometer out of the boy's mouth. He glanced at the thermometer and his eyes got wide as he read Sora's temperature. "Sora? This can't be right! How could you have gotten so sick?"
"I don't know," Sora muttered as a low moan escaped from deep in his throat. "Riku, I don't feel good."
"Here, you should take this. I made sure that it was the best one in the entire store. It will help you get better sooner," he said, pouring the right amount into the little plastic cup. He helped Sora sit up and take the medicine. The young brunette made a face as the slimy substance oozed its way down his throat.
"Blech!" Sora exclaimed as he finished swallowing the medicine.
"Yeah, just about all of them do that," Riku said with a small grin towards the younger boy. "You sure you're alright?"
Sora considered telling him, but decided against it. Tell no one. "I'm fine, Riku," Sora said.
"Well, you should get some rest. That's the best way to get better," he said, giving Sora a quick hug. "I'll be back in a little bit."
"Riku … thanks," Sora murmured.
"Anything for you," Riku replied sweetly as he shut the door behind him, leaving Sora in the quietness of the small room.
"What should I do?"
It was now nearly eleven-thirty, and the silver haired boy was sleeping peacefully next to the troubled brunette. He had just made up his mind about what he was going to do a little while ago, and he still had doubts whether he had chosen right.
Quietly and silently, he climbed out of the bed, careful not to get up to fast so that he didn't get light-headed again. He took one last look at his lover's sleeping form and kissed him gently on top of the head before straightening and walking over to the door. There, he paused for a moment, and whispered, "I'm sorry Riku. I know that you promised never to let them hurt me, but I made a promise to Kairi that I'd never let them hurt her, either."
"Mmm … Sora …" Riku muttered in his sleep, turning over on his side.
"Goodbye, Riku," Sora murmured, and left through the door. He quietly went downstairs and opened the front door, exposing himself to the cool night air. "I'm sorry." He walked through the opening and shut it behind him with a gentle click.
The young boy walked through the fourth district and took the pathway to the second district. He made his way past the hotel where he knew all of his other friends were sleeping peacefully and he felt another wave of sadness and fear wash over him. As he walked the length of the hotel, he saw a leather-clad figure emerge from the shadows and start to head down that way. Its head was aimed to the ground and didn't notice the brunette who had frozen tracks.
'Leon!' Sora exclaimed in his mind, and ducked into the shadows as the older man passed him. He hurried farther away from the taller brunette, and only when he was a safe distance away did he let out a breath that he hadn't known he was holding. 'That was close! I thought he would stop me.'
Sora walked past a few more doors to various shops and eventually arrived at the entrance to the abandoned Gizmo Shop. He let out a sigh of exasperation and fear, and then proceeded to push open the door to the large building. The insides were dusty and covered in cobwebs. The various gears looked looming in the darkness, like little teeth jutting out of the walls. He shivered out of pure fright, and walked through the deserted contents of the building until he came to another pair of doors. He timidly pushed open the doors and found himself … outside? Confused, he stepped out and looked around.
The younger boy soon found a small ladder leading up to the top of the building. He carefully climbed it, sure that he would regret going up later. As he reached the top of the building his eyes grew wide as he found the surprise waiting for him.
On top of the roof were thirty black-robed figures, waiting to destroy him. Sora's eyes grew wide as he was seized roughly by two of them and pulled on to the ceiling.
"Lemme go," Sora yelled as he was dropped on the ground. He looked up defiantly and did a sweeping motion with his leg, knocking over three of the robed figures.
The frightened boy scrambled to his feet, ready to fight, but he stumbled from his light-headedness. He fell to the ground, and rolled out of the way as a lightning bolt hit the spot where he had been only a second before, leaving scorch marks on the tiles of the roof. He once again got to his feet, careful not to stumble, and kicked another in the stomach.
The angry robed figure fell to the ground yelling a string of curses at the younger boy, who was frantically trying to find a way to save himself and his sister, wherever she might be. He ran forward, kicking and hitting anyone or anything that came in the way.
He was almost to the ladder, when a large figure floated in front of him. In his hand was a familiar item that Sora knew very well. Silver hair spilled out from the robe that was concealing the man's face. But Sora didn't need to see the man's face to tell him that it was one of his worst fears suddenly come true. Sephiroth had returned for him.
"No … not you!" Sora screamed in terror as the man started to remove his hood.
"Yes, and I'm here to exact my revenge on you!" the man said. "Your boyfriend killed my lover, and now I'm here to kill you!" Sephiroth roared, using his whip to grab the boy's frail frame.
"You – you and Ansem were lovers?" Sora exclaimed, temporarily forgetting about the whip that was pulling him closer to the man.
"Yes, and that Riku bastard killed him! He made me suffer, so now I'm going to make him suffer the way that he did. By killing his lover."
"No! It's his own fault! He tried to kill me!" Sora screamed, struggling against the whip. "Let … me … GO!"
"Never," he sneered.
"Where's Kairi? You better not have hurt her, otherwise I'll – ,"
"You'll what? Kill me? As if," he mocked, dragging Sora close to his body. "But I'm going to have a little fun first," he said, as panic flowed throughout the younger boy's body. He pulled out a cloth soaked in chloroform and rammed it up against the boy's mouth and nose, successfully making the poor little brunette pass out. Vapid eyes clamped shut and the world went black.
Riku rolled over in his sleep, searching for his source of warmth. He groped blindly in the darkness for his bedmate, trying to feel his way in front of him. After realizing that no one was there, he sat up in shock, and turned on the light on the bedside table. He blearily looked around for the missing brunette, but he was nowhere to be found.
"Sora?" Riku screamed, panicked. "Where are you?"
"Riku?" Aerith asked, yawning and coming into the room. "What's wrong?"
"Sora is missing!"
"You sure he isn't in the bathroom?"
"Yes!"
"Well do you know where he went?"
" … No …" Riku admitted, hanging his head. He noticed a few strands of magenta hair peaking out from underneath Sora's pillow, and he reached a hand underneath. He was surprised to find a letter and an envelope underneath. He slowly pulled it out and opened the folded up letter. His eyes widened in surprise as he read the contents of the letter and realized that what the hair was. "I know where Sora is – or was, anyways. We have to hurry!"
"Wait, where is he?" Aerith asked, confusion on her face as she watched the boy throw the covers off of himself and start to gather street clothes.
"The Gizmo Shop."
Sora awoke and saw a pair of blue eyes staring at him in concern. Not Riku's eyes, but the eyes of someone very close to him.
"Kairi?" Sora managed to get out as his eyes came back into focus.
"Sora?" she asked right back, staring her brother down in the face.
"Are – are you okay?" he asked.
"I'm not the one you should be concerned about, Sora. You're the one tied to the bed." Sora looked down at where he was, and, indeed, he was tied to the bed. "But I am okay," she added onto the end.
"That's a relief. He didn't hurt you, did he?" he asked, examining his sister, who was tied up in a chair.
"Well, unless you count the whole kidnapping me, tying me to a chair, and cutting off a lock of my hair as hurting me, not really," she answered honestly.
"Where is he?" Sora asked, testing the strength of the ropes that bound his wrists and ankles to the bed. It was pretty strong.
"Like I know," she answered sarcastically.
"I hope Riku comes soon. Now I regret not saying anything," he muttered.
"Who's Riku? Is she your girlfriend?"
"No, Riku's –,"
"Shut up, you little brats," a cruel voice from the doorway said. Sora and Kairi jumped at the new voice. They hadn't heard him come in. "Riku's the little brat's lover that killed my lover!"
"Let us go right now!" Sora yelled.
"You're in no position to give orders, brat," he replied, walking over to a frightened Kairi and Sora.
"Please," Kairi pleaded.
"At least let her go, she didn't do anything!" Sora yelled.
"I would, but I can't have her getting the police or Riku involved, now can I?" he sneered. He moved closer to the boy tied up on the bed, and Sora's eyes filled with fear.
"G-get away from me!" he yelled.
"No," he answered. He pulled out a dagger from his pocket, and unsheathed it. He reached forward and started cutting off Sora's shirt. He cut it in half, and ripped it off of Sora's thin figure. Next, he started to cut off Sora's pants.
"Leave him alone!" Kairi screamed.
"Shut up!" he roared.
'Oh, no!' Sora thought as he let out a loud scream before Sephiroth put a piece of duct tape over his mouth. 'He's going to rape me, just like my step-father tried. Somebody help me!'
"Let me go!" Sora yelled, trying to make himself heard through the duct tape. It came out like an intelligible mumble that no one could understand.
"Sorry, I can't hear you," the older man sneered, successfully pulling off Sora's pants. By now the brunette had tears in his eyes as he struggled unsuccessfully against the bonds that held him.
"He said to let him go, you big jerk!" Kairi yelled.
"I said, shut up!" he roared out, ripping off Sora's boxers harshly, causing the trapped boy to cry out in pain. He started fondling with Sora's sensitive parts and he shivered at the touch. He bucked his hips trying to get away from the man's touch although he knew it was a useless attempt. He cried out as the ropes dug into his wrists and ankles. He felt embarrassed for having his sister see him this way. He was frantic by now. Sephiroth was infuriated by the boy's attempts and roughly pushed him on to the bed with his hand. "What? Think I'm not good enough for you? Are you saying that little freak deserves you more than me? Well, I'm NOT going to stand for that!" snarled, getting undressed himself.
"What are you doing? You know this is illegal, right? Leave him alone!" Kairi screamed.
"Oh, and what are you going to do about it? Hmm?" he asked, leaning in close to her while he removed his own boxers. "Perhaps you'd like to be next?"
"Ugh!" she coughed at the man's breath, turning her head away from him. Grinning devilishly, he pulled away from her, and turned his attention to the horror stricken boy. He started whimpering in fear.
"I'm going to make you writhe in pain underneath me," he said straddling the boy. He bent over and started nibbling on his collarbone as Sora tried desperately to get free, his eyes clamped tight, tears forming in his eyes. He felt the duct tape get ripped off of his mouth, and winced at the pain as the man on top of him roughly ground his hips against his own. He let out a loud scream that was cut short as Sephiroth slammed his lips down upon Sora's. When he pulled off of him, he started crying again.
... Help me... Riku...
Riku ran through the streets of the second district after sprinting through the fourth, taking the gateway from the first, and finally entering the now deserted district. He ran through the streets, his breath harsh and coming out in ragged puffs. He was frightened beyond words, right now. Who knows what these maniacs would do to his poor Sora?
He had to get help, first, though. He knew that just Aerith and he might not be enough, but maybe if he got Leon, Cloud, Yuffie, and Lulu, he might stand a chance. He burst into the hotel, and found the rooms that they had said that they owned. He started banging frantically on Cloud and Leon's door, Aerith knocking politely on Yuffie and Lulu's. All of them answered the door, Lulu and Yuffie quite grumpily opened the door, and soon afterwards, Cloud and Leon joined them out in the hall, clad only in boxers, and Riku smirked knowingly.
"What's wrong?" Leon growled, tired and exhaust evident on his sweaty face. "And where's Sora?"
"That's just it! He's missing! I found this letter," he said, holding up the letter that he had found, "and they threatened Sora using his sister!"
"What?" Yuffie exclaimed. She snatched the letter out of his hand and quickly skimmed the contents. "Those low-life's!" she screamed, rage upon every bit of her body. She darted into the room and started to get dressed. "I'm gonna gut them – " she started, but her words were cut off as Lulu shut the door behind, them, getting dressed as well.
"They really stooped that low, huh?" Leon asked calmly.
"Yes … Sora …" Riku whispered, on the verge of crying.
"No crying! If you break down now, we'll never be able to save Sora!" Leon yelled.
"You're right," the silver haired boy replied, wiping the tears away from his eyes. "I have to be strong for Sora!"
"That's right," said a now clothed Cloud as he emerged from their room, holding Leon's clothes in his hands. "Go change, love," he said, handing the bundle in his hands to Leon and giving him a quick peck on the cheek. He went in to the bedroom and changed quickly. By the time he came out, everyone was ready to go. They sprinted out of the hotel, and made their way to the looming Gizmo Shop. They burst into the dusty room, and ran through the building. They paused for a moment.
"I don't see them!" Aerith yelled. They all stared expectantly at Riku, who thought for a moment.
They all heard a loud scream, and Leon yelled, "They're on the roof!" They all sprinted out the other door and found the ladder, then climbed the ladder. Upon the roof, they found a scene of chaos. There were scorch marks everywhere, and a couple of knocked out robed figures. There was a door leading farther into the building, and down the hallway, he heard loud sobbing and the pleadings of a young girl.
"SORA!" Riku yelled.
Author's Ranting:
MWUHAHAHAHAHAHA! I'm evil for leaving a cliffie. But seriously, I'm leaving this one in your hands. I really don't know if I should continue for longer. Should I end it soon? We could have the next couple chapters be last ones and then start on the sequal. What do you guys think? Surprisingly, I've fallen into an easy pattern of writing in between classes and after my homework. If I get 15 or more reviews – yes, count them, 15! – I will update as soon as the chapter is finished. Plus, if I get this many reviews, I'll continue this story longer. I have a couple of ideas for a couple of chapters. They're really angsty. So, please review! I'm begging you! ((puppy dog eyes)) Pwease? Trust me, I have ways finding out who don't review …
Riku: She really does.
Me: Yeah, review otherwise I'll mysteriously disappear and take Riku with me …
Riku: O.O Meep!