Respect Me Not

Warnings: There still are mistakes in grammar, I think. Also Shounen-ai, which means malexmale love. NOT FOR KAIRI FANS! (or Naminé) Also, there might be some drug using, self-destructive activities and maybe some character deaths… Crossovers from Final Fantasy VII and VIII…

Pairings: SoraxRiku, one-sided SoraxAxel and RikuxKairi, WakkaxTidus, CloudxLeon, AerithxCid and maybe some more…

Disclaimer: Hmm… I wish I owned KH. There would be a lot of scenes with Riku and Sora making out somewhere. But nooo… I don't own KH or the songs I use in this fic. Laugh all you want you meanies T.T

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Thank you all for waiting patiently for this chapter. I hope you find it interesting, and not too soap-opera-alike. xP

Chapter 20, Lost And Found

Next thing Sora knew was that he was lying on a cold concrete floor. He tried to stand up, but his knees gave up and he fell back on the cement.

"W-where a-am I?" He asked quietly, even though he knew that there probably wouldn't be any reply. Oh, how he wished that he wouldn't be blind. He had no clue what had happened or where he was…

Suddenly he heard something move behind his back. He didn't have any strength left to move his body, so he just kept his blind eyes staring at a wall, "…Riku?"

Now he heard footsteps coming closer and closer and finally stopping right behind his back. His body trembled. He was scared. He felt cold. He was… alone. His whole world was surrounded by darkness, and there was no light in the end of the tunnel.

"Hmph. Lance wanted us to deal with this little boy?"

Sora's heart stopped beating for few seconds. He turned around slowly and sat up.

"W-who are you?" He asked shyly as he turned his head from left to right, seeing nothing, "And where am I? Why did you take me here? Where's Riku?"

"Shut up boy, too many questions!" The man, who had dragged him into the car hissed and kicked Sora on his stomach. The brunette felt all his muscles tense and he fell on the floor, holding his stomach.

"Wow this guy can't really handle any pain." The other one of the men snickered and folded his arms, "This'll be fun. Really… fun… I bet Lance would've enjoyed playing with him."

They both laughed an evil laugh, while Sora was squirming on the floor.

"Go get the package will you?" The other one said to the man, who wore the hood to cover his face. He nodded and grinned from ear to ear as he disappeared into the darkness to search for the package.

Sora didn't have a clue what was going on, or what was going to happen. He felt his body was lifted from the floor by the sinister man, and shoved into a chair. His hands were tied behind his back even before he could blink his eyes, and the man patted his head.

"Aww, what's wrong with your eyes? Can't see?" The man whispered into Sora's ear, his hand moving from Sora's head, down his face and chest, downer and downer, "…Well, it doesn't matter. The feeling is the most important thing, isn't it?"

Sora gasped when he felt the hand near his private area, "S-stop it!"

"What are you doing?" The hooded man asked, as he returned with the package, "I thought Lance commanded us only to do that one thing, not rape him."

"Hmph, fine. You're always ruining my fun…"

Sora let out a relieved sigh when the man took his hand away from his thigh. He was still oblivious about what was going to happen next.

"Give me the smallest and sharpest one."

The brunette frowned. He was about to ask what was going on, but sharp pain on his arm stopped him. He let out a horrible scream, when something sharp and long dug on his arm.

"Yes, scream my baby, scream…" The man smiled in pleasure, as he pulled the sharp knife out of Sora's skin. Blood started to flow from the wound and fell on the ground. Sora bit his lip and tried to fight against the overwhelming pain.

But before he could fully recover from the pain the first stab caused, the knife was stuck back into his skin. His scream echoed through the empty room. The knife went deeper and deeper. Sora didn't know how long he could take it anymore.

"Stop… STOP!" He screamed and tried to kick the two man, but failed miserably, "Please… I… I can't…."

"Give me some other knife."

Another scream filled the empty and damp room, as another knife was stuck on Sora's skin.

"Ri…ku…"

Riku dashed down the streets of dark Tokyo, while searching through his pockets for his cell phone. Finally his hand touched the silky surface of his phone, and he pulled it out and dialed a series of numbers hastily.

"Aerith?" Riku asked as there was a muffled reply to his call.

"Yea… Is it Riku? You need something, dear?"

"Is Sora there?" He asked and bit his thumb's nail, hoping that the reply would be positive. He heard Aerith yawn.

"No, he's not here. I thought he was with you…?"

"Umm…" Riku tried to think what to say, so he wouldn't make Aerith too worried about his son, "I think he's at Tidus' place, well I'll go check him out, thanks and talk to you later." He ended the call, before Aerith could say anything else. Quickly he dialed new group of numbers.

"Zexion?" Riku cried to the phone, when Zexion picked it up.

"What's wrong Riku?"

"Sora… I… I can't find him anywhere!" Riku bit his lip as he kept running, "We were at the hospital, but then I went back in to get umbrellas and when I got back he… he was gone! And where could've he gone since he can't see anything?"

"Where are you?"

"Near the library…" Riku said as he stopped running to catch his breath.

"Stay there, I'll be right there."

Zexion ended the call and Riku put his cell phone back to his pocket. He breathed heavily in and out and leaned his palms on his knees. He was so worried that he didn't know what to think. What if someone kidnapped Sora? A rapist, maybe? Or…

Then it hit him… The last words of Lance, when he had gone to visit him.

"DON'T YOU WALK AWAY FROM ME, RIKU! I SWEAR I COME AND MAKE YOU FEEL EVEN MORE MISERABLE THAN YOU ALREADY ARE! I'LL COME BACK AND TAKE THE SLUT WHO YOU'RE FUCKING RIGHT NOW!"

Riku felt like throwing up. His whole body started to shake madly and he fell on his knees on the ground. Memories and flashbacks filled his mind, screaming him to remember the events of that dreadful night. He held his head, and opened his mouth to scream, but no sound came out. The images, which kept haunting him repeated all over and over again.

"No… Don't…" Riku gritted his teeth. He couldn't let this happen all over again to Sora. He just… couldn't watch back if they were going to do the same thing to Sora. "…Sora…"

"Th…is' your… fault…"

Riku's eyes widened as he heard that voice. It was clearer than it had ever been. The voice of Zack, who was nearing the death, lying on the floor… skinless. He tilted his head upwards, letting the drops of water hit his face.

"Leave me alone already… Zack…" He cried, feeling tears trailing down his cheeks, mixing up with the rain, "Go home… It… wasn't my fault."

"Riku?"

Riku turned his head around lazily and saw worried Zexion glancing at him, "…Zack… again?"

The younger man stood up, wiping his tears and the drops of water from his face. He just couldn't take it anymore. He didn't know what he'd do if Sora had to face the same cruel and painful death Zack had to.

"I can't let it happen." Riku said his voice a bit shaky, yet firm and confident, "He won't take Sora away from me."

Zexion understood what he meant and closed his eyes. There was a moment of silence only the voice of the rain hitting the asphalt could be heard.

"Are you sure it was him?" Zexion asked finally and opened his eyes.

"Yes. I am sure." Riku nodded his head, and frowned thoughtfully. He had to find Sora before anything bad happened to him. Failing wasn't an option this time. "If I just knew where to search... I need to find him quickly!"

The other male nodded too, "Yes. But let's not panic. We need to think clearly and not waste any time fooling around. Let's go to the police station, and get some help. We can't find Sora by ourselves."

Riku bowed his head and balled his fists. The feeling of sadness disappeared and was replaced with pure hatred, "I… I'll pay… I'll make Lance fucking pay if he did anything to Sora!"

"Riku! Calm down! Being all worked up doesn't help us at all!" Zexion groaned. He felt like slapping the younger silver-haired man, but managed to control himself before letting his hand fling towards Riku's direction, "C'mon let's go!"

Kairi banged the door of the nearest police station they could find, "Open up! Fuck it! Is anyone there?"

"I think that… t-there's no one in there." Naminé said to her friend, glancing at her shoes. Kairi stepped few steps backwards, away from the door and nodded her head.

"It surely looks that way… What should we do now? Should we go and try to find another station? Or just… go find him by ourselves?" Kairi asked her friend, putting her hands on her hips, and looking at her friend thoughtfully.

"You think t-that we could f-find Sora by ourselves?"

Kairi tilted her head to left slightly, before shaking her head lamely, "No, not really… We only saw where the car was driving, and we didn't even catch its number plate… And Tokyo is like… really big city."

"Y-yea…" Naminé agreed, "Do you think that h-he's okay?"

"I… I don't know… But I surely do hope so." Kairi bit her lip, suddenly something burning in the back of her eyes, "I just… feel so guilty for what I've done… For messing up Riku's and Sora's relationship… I just want to help them to get back together again. That's why I can't let anything bad happen to Sora."

Naminé smiled and nodded her head twice, "Y-you're right!"

The both of the girls were quiet for a while, before Kairi broke the silence again, "Do you think we should tell Riku…?"

"M-maybe. He could help us. Do you have his cell phone number?"

"Ehh… No. Let's go to his place. C'mon, move it!" Kairi said, and started to run back the direction where they came from, Naminé following her once again.

Sora inhaled a shaky breath, trying to deal with the pain he felt in his arms. The coldness of a concrete floor under his body made him shiver, and the smell of his own blood made him want to throw up. He balled his fists and gritted his teeth, trying to think something else than his bleeding arms.

He opened his eyes, and for his surprise, there was a light. Not too bright, but still it was there. Oh, how long he had been missing the light, which now finally shone into his empty view. He wanted to scream and jump in joy, but the pain in his stomach and arms made him stop.

Tears suddenly started to pour down from his eyes. Now when he had a change to see Riku again, he was somewhere he didn't even know himself. He let out a loud frustrated cry, and banged his head on the concrete floor.

"Aww, what's wrong… Sora?" A cold voice asked from the shadows of a corner, "Are you afraid? Afraid of the death? Or maybe afraid of the pain?"

Sora turned to look at the direction where he had heard the voice. He could barely see anything but fuzzy figures, but it was better than nothing, "I… I'm not afraid." He replied, somehow he started to believe in his own words.

But then again… Death was something we all have to face sooner or later. But still… Sora wasn't ready to go yet. There were so many things left to say. Too many years left to live… What if he wouldn't see the passing of this sun?

"Oh, I see. So you want to taste the real pain?"

The brunette man frowned, and slowly started to crawl towards the wall, pushing his back against it. His body started to shake, and his heart felt like tearing out of his chest, "D-don't touch me…"

"See, you are afraid."

Sora bit his lip, while trying to control his body, which trembled like crazy. He couldn't control his emotions anymore, but the fear and terror started to manipulate his each gesture. What if he'd never see Riku again? What would Cloud, Aerith and his friends say after finding out he's dead? And… what will happen when you die?

"They say that you see light in the end of the tunnel when you die." The gloomy voice, while Sora could see a fuzzy figure walking closer to him, "They say that the good ones will go to upstairs and bad ones to downstairs. Heaven and Hell. Hmm… I still don't think that people can be judged that easily."

Sora lifted his eyebrow, as a man with black hood covering his face kneeled down next to him, "Sometimes you're forced to do bad things. Like this… We ain't doing this for fun. But this time, we needed to kill a man, in order to let someone else live."

"What are you t-talking about?" Sora mumbled quietly, as he blinked his eyes, trying to focus the image he was seeing.

"What I'm trying to tell you is…" The man said, placing his hand on Sora's cheek, "I'm not a bad person. And I hope you understand it… What would you do if someone would threaten you to kill your family if you won't hurt another person?"

Sora sat up slowly, his whole body aching all over. He wasn't so afraid of the man in front of him. Fighting against his own judgement, he tried to decide whether those words justified the pain he had faced or not.

"I know this sounds really crazy… and I even shouldn't be talking about this to you…" The hooded-man said quietly, after looking around, making sure that no one was listening, "…I know I'll go straight to jail after what I've done, but… they left me no choice, but to do this."

"I…" Sora said bowing his head down, "…I just want to be with… Riku."

The man nodded firmly, "That's right. Don't let anything tear you and him apart… I don't think that saying this matters at all but… I'm sorry. I really am. I had… no choice."

"Hey, what are you doing!" The other man walked down stairs, frowning angrily to his comrade, who was kneeling in front of their hostage, "Lance told us not to talk with the hostage. Get up, we have some work to do. But before that… we need to get rid of this little nuisance."

The man in front of Sora stood up, "He looked like dead, so I needed to check him. Our intention wasn't killing him, now was it?"

The other man growled and pulled a small handkerchief out of his pocket. He walked to Sora and placed the hanky above his nose and mouth, "Good night, sleep tight, Sora."

Sora fell on the floor, unconscious. The hooded man looked at his partner in crime, before sighing loudly, "I told him why I came here. Why I did this to him. It doesn't matter anyways, after this, I'll go straight to the police station and confess my crime."

"What! Are you fucking nuts? You can't do that!" The other one growled angrily, "Look, we can survive through this without getting caught! Let's just throw this boy somewhere, go get the money from Lance and then run away. Like taking a candy from a child."

"You don't understand a thing, do you? I didn't do this for money you idiot! I did this because I had no choice. After they barged into my house, nearly killing my two years old daughter and raping my wife, what do you think I could've done? Fucking hell, I swear I'll kick Lance's fucking ass when I meet him."

The other man was quiet. But soon he sighed and patted his comrade's shoulder, "I'm… sorry. I didn't know. But still, I'm not letting you get yourself arrested, because it'd cost my freedom too." He explained, while picking up Sora from the floor and starting to walk up the stairs.

But the man with the hood just stood there, "Don't you feel that painful and annoying throb in your heart, Math?"

"No." Math stopped walking, but didn't turn around, "What do you mean with that throb, Tseng?"

"It is… called guilt."

"Hmph." Math said, before proceeding up the stairs, "After all these years, you're the first one who never even thought of guilt. But, we're all just mere humans. We can't kill the emotions inside of our heads, but we can ignore them."

Tseng looked after Math, shaking his head weakly. How could he ever let the things go like this? To sacrifice someone else, just to escape his own sacrifice? He pulled out his wallet from his pocket and opened it. He stared at a picture, in which a beautiful woman was holding a two years old daughter, both smiling happily to the camera.

"Elena…" Tseng sighed, as he closed his wallet, "I'm sorry I can't return back home… With this shame on my shoulder as a burden… I know you can't look at me like you used to… Not even if I did this for you."

With sad and quiet steps, Tseng started to walk up the stairs.

Irvine growled as he sat in a cafeteria, waiting for the rain to stop. But the water just kept falling down from the sky and it started to be pretty late too. The waiter of the small café gave him angry glares, because the place was already closed, but Irvine just kept drinking his coffee slowly.

"Excuse me sir…" The young waiter said, "But I'd really like to go home today too so if you just could please hurry up."

Irvine winked to the girl and stood up, "Yeh, well my coffee went cold a long time ago. See ya cutie." He dropped money on the table and exited the cafeteria.

"Ahh, rain…" He mumbled as he pulled his cowboy hat cover his eyes. He took a cigarette from his pocket with a lighter. He cursed when he couldn't light the tobacco because of the rain and threw the unused smoke down a drain near the pavement.

He shoved his hands into his pockets and started walking, mumbling all of the time about something how they should make waterproof cigarettes. Few passer byes gave weird glances towards his direction, before quickly walking past him. But like he cared. He was Irvine for god's sake! The lady-killer Irvine Kinneas!

He chuckled to himself, "I'm so cool."

Yes, you probably think now that our little Irvine has lost his mind totally, but this is just what he's like. Is it wrong if you like yourself? Irvine chuckled some more, but soon his smile faded…

…It was when he saw the figure, lying on the ground. His arms were covered with red liquid and the scent of blood was lingering in the air.

"Oh my fucking god…" Irvine said, as he ran to the man. He kneeled next to him and examined the injuries in his arms. He cursed colorfully, as he scanned his surroundings, trying to find something or someone who could help him, "…Shit… Oh well… the hospital is near here…"

Irvine looked at the man, who had spiky brown hair and pale and silky skin. He let his fingertips run on the younger male's cheek, and even if he hated to admit it, the man was cute. Too cute, in fact. How could someone ever harm anyone this cute?

After checking the unconscious man's pulse and making sure he still was alive, he lifted him up and started carrying him towards the hospital. Hopefully they'd be able to help the poor boy… The man with the cowboy hat frowned and started to walk faster and faster, until he found himself running.

He didn't know who the man was, or why he was in such condition, but what he knew was that the boy needed help.

"R…Ri…k…u…" The man in Irvine's arms mumbled suddenly, nearly giving the other man a heart attack.

"Ehh? Riku?" Irvine repeated, "Did you say Riku?"

CC: Voilá. The new version of the abduction thingy. Hope you like it.

Riku: I still think it sucks.

CC: I know.

Riku: I want Sora. Now. Give him back to me.

CC: Whoa, that sounded really seme-ish.

Riku: Duh. I am a seme. :flip off:

CC: … OOKAY! Thank you everyone for reviewing and waiting for this damn chapter. I love you all.