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: Still I own nothing. Hmph.
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Chapter 21, I Hate Everything About You
Riku and Zexion kept dashing across the nightly steers of Tokyo. But suddenly they saw two figures running to their direction and they slowed their pace. Maybe these two wanderers had seen Sora around?
"Hey you! Hold on, have you seen a b-…" Riku was about to ask, but a loud squeal cut him off.
"IT'S RIKU!" Kairi screamed and pointed the silver-haired man with her finger. She jumped up and down, while Naminé walked calmly to Riku, keeping her head tilted downwards all the time.
"R-ri-riku… We j-just saw S-sora."
Riku's eyes widened and she grabbed Naminé from her collar and started to shake the poor girl furiously, small glimmer of hope twinkling in his aqua-colored eyes, "WHERE DID YOU SEE HIM! COME ON SPIT IT OUT GIRL!"
Zexion placed his hand on Riku's shoulder and yanked him backwards, away from the shocked blonde girl, who quickly ran behind Kairi's back. Zexion smiled to the two girls and nodded his head as a greeting gesture, "Hello there. Where did you see Sora?"
"He was… in front of the hospital. But then…" Kairi explained, "…A black car drove by. Someone jumped out of it, and pulled Sora in. Right after that, they drove away really fast. We… didn't see the number plate of the car or anything, but we saw that it headed to east from the hospital."
Riku looked at Zexion, who shook his head sadly. The chances of finding Sora, just knowing the car's color and the direction didn't help them at all.
"What are we gonna do now?" Kairi asked, glancing at the both men.
"To… the police station." Riku said. But when they started walking his cell phone rang suddenly, making them all jump and stare at the silver-haired man. The said one pulled his phone out of his pocket and placed it next to his ear, "Yea?… Gah… it's you. Sorry dude, I don't feel like talking to you at the moment…"
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A doctor examined Sora, checking carefully his wounds, before covering them with bandages. She noticed also old scars covering Sora's arms. Deep scars, which would probably never fade away. She sighed and turned to look at Irvine, who was standing right behind her back, waiting for her to say something.
"This boy…" The young woman doctor said, shaking her head weakly, "Where did you find him? This surely doesn't look like wounds caused by some fight. These deep cuts in his arms, and his badly bruised stomach…"
"Man, I told you already. He was freakin' lyin' on the ground, and I picked him up and bought him here." Irvine growled and rolled his eyes.
"Ah, I see. Well, there's nothing we can do now, but to let him rest and wait till he wakes up and tells us what happened." The doctor said, nodding her head, "We should probably call polices here too."
Irvine nodded and pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, but it was soon snatched away by the doctor, who gave him a really nasty glare, "That kills about seven million people in a year. And we're inside of a hospital too, for god's sake."
"Sorry mom. I'll go outside, need to call my mate anyways."
The doctor snorted as she walked the man with cowboy hat, walk through the door, and slam it close behind his back. "Mom… yeah right, in your dreams."
Outside of the hospital Irvine pulled out another tobacco, not really caring that it killed 7 million people in a year. He'd start worrying about it when the time comes, and he'd get a cancer or something.
With a cigarette in between his lips he started to search for Riku's number from his cell phone's memo. Soon he saw Riku's name and lifted his phone to his ear.
After few beeps, Riku picked the call, "Yea?"
"Howdy, it's me, Irvine."
"Gah… it's you. Sorry dude, I don't feel like talking to you at the moment…"
"Aww, that's pretty rude. Well anyways, I'm not in a mood for joking."
"Neither am I."
Irvine rolled his eyes and let out a frustrated sigh, "Listen, I just found this boy, lyin' on the ground and bought him to hospital. But before this guy passed out, he was mumblin' something about someone called 'Riku'. So I was just wonderin' if he…"
"WHAT! What did this guy look like?"
"Well… a brunette, petite and such." Irvine explained, while glancing at his fingernails, resembling a woman who had just had a manicure.
"…What? C-could it be… Oh my fucking god, I'll be right there!" The silver-haired man ended the call without saying anything else. Irvine let out a hollow chuckle, before taking the tobacco out of his mouth and glancing it for a while.
"Fuck this shit." He mumbled and threw the unused cigarette away, "Stupid beautiful women nurses. Always makes me change my mind… Grr…"
Once again, back in the same hospital, Riku ran through the sliding doors, straight to a tired looking man, who was sitting behind a desk. He looked like he'd fall asleep every moment now. Riku slammed his fists on the desk, disturbing the half-asleep receptionist.
"Where is Sora?" Riku asked loudly, nearly choking the poor man behind the counter.
"Wow, chill out man! This' hospital, didn't you know?" The man said, waving his hand lazily in front of Riku's face, "But Sora… hmm… One sec, lemme check."
Riku bit his lip and tried to regain his composure, which seemed like an impossible mission. He was sure that the receptionist was being as slow as he could. He wanted to bang his head on the desk and strangle the man sitting behind it.
"Uhh, yeah… He's in the third floor, and three doors down." The receptionist said, pointing at the stairway with his finger. Riku mumbled thanks to the man, before starting to run again.
Meanwhile, Irvine, Zexion, Kairi and Naminé walked inside the hospital, following the silver-haired man, who was currently heading up the stairs, nearly falling on his face at the last steps, but that didn't stop his journey to find Sora's room.
"Riku wait!" Zexion yelled, as he started to run too, leaving Irvine with the two girls standing in the middle of the large hall of hospital.
Riku tore open the door of Sora's room, breathing heavily in and out. Relieved smile broke to his lips, as he saw Sora lying on one of the beds, his chest falling and rising peacefully.
He couldn't put his relief into words. He had never ever been this happy to see Sora. Quickly, he walked to the brunette boy, and leaned down, hovering the younger male's face, "Sora? Soraaaa… So-ra!"
"He's still unconscious." A woman doctor, who walked in, explained, while placing a tray of food next to Sora's bed, "…But he should be waking up soon. You want to be here when he wakes up?"
"Of course." Riku stated, grabbing Sora's hand, and rubbing his palm with his thumb. Tears of happiness and joy started to flow down his eyes, as he stared Sora. His Sora. He'd never again let him go. He'd keep an eye on him twenty-four seven, if he had to. The feeling of Sora's warm hand in his, made him feel warm somewhere deep inside.
"Well, I guess I'll go now… If you need any help, call me, I'll be in the next room from right." The doctor smiled warmly, before exiting the room.
Riku touched Sora's silky cheek. How could someone look so innocent and peaceful? Why all of the world's cruelness was shoved against the most innocent people faces? Like Sora… How much Riku tried to take his pain away, he knew that there was no way to erase all of the wounds time had made.
"Sora…" Riku whispered quietly. He was totally oblivious about the four pair of eyes, which were spying on him and Sora through the slightly opened door.
"I hope Sora wakes up soon…" Kairi mumbled, keeping her eyes locked at Riku and Sora.
"Shush…" Irvine shushed and placed his hand over Kairi's mouth, "This' gettin' interesting…"
"You perverts…" Zexion rolled his eyes and folded his arms, but still kept spying on his former student. (A/N: In case you didn't remember, Zexion used to be Riku's music teacher.)
Irvine snorted and glanced at Zexion, "Look who's talking… Zexy."
"Aagh, not you too!" Zexion grabbed Irvine by his collar and started to shake him furiously, "I hate it when people call me that! It's Zexion! Z-E-X-…."
Naminé stared at the scene, before looking back into the room. They were all so noisy… it was a miracle that Riku hadn't noticed them spying on him yet. Suddenly the blonde girl gasped and pointed towards Riku and Sora, "…L-look!"
Riku's eyes widened, as Sora gently squeezed his hand back, "Sora!"
"Nnhh…" Sora mumbled, rubbing his eyes and sitting up slowly. But before he could fully straighten his back, he fell back on the bed, because of the pain in his stomach. He let out a small groan of pain, "…Owwie…"
"Sora!"
"R-riku?" Sora said, as he opened his eyes. As soon as he saw Riku, a heart-melting smile came to his lips, "I… I can see you again."
The silver-haired man gasped, but soon returned the smile, "Y-you got your sight back?"
"Y-yes…" Sora nodded his head, blinking his eyes few times. It felt great to see again. Living in total darkness was… depressing. Not being able to see the one you love the most… Slowly Sora came to realize, how much he loved the colors… the light.
A little did he realize back then, how much not being able to see a thing had tortured him. How it had slowly eaten him apart inside.
He looked at Riku. He had already missed those mysterious aqua-colored eyes. "Riku, I…" He started speaking again, trying to sit up one more time, but once again the pain in his stomach jerked him back down. He bit his lip and pulled up his shirt, only to see large black bruises in his stomach.
"Don't move…" Riku said, stroking Sora's forehead gently, "Just… rest. You'll be okay… And when you'll be okay, I'll take you somewhere out. To some really cool place."
Sora's eyes filled with happiness, and he felt like crying. But this time, the tears wouldn't be the tears of agony or sorrow.
…But the tears of happiness.
"Riku I…" Sora started, reaching out towards Riku's cheek, and touched it with his fingertips, "…I love you."
Riku smiled lovingly at Sora, "I know." He said quietly, before leaning down and kissing Sora gently, yet firmly.
The four people behind the door wanted to scream 'AAWW' but managed to hold their actions, and slowly backed away from the door. Kairi and Naminé both were giggling madly and Zexion looked at Irvine, grinning like a lunatic.
"Hmm… I don't especially like gay people buuut…" Irvine started, folding his arms over his chest, "I gotta admit that those two are pretty cute together. And I'm Riku's manager anyways, so I guess I just gotta get used to it. I hope that he won't get too much wrong kind of publicity because of his relationship with another man."
Zexion snorted and slapped Irvine's back playfully, "Relax, he'll be okay. And anyways, if he gets publicity, we just have to ask Sephiroth's help, he's good at blackmailing gossip magazine reporters, believe me."
"I guess so. Have heard pretty much stuff about SA records, before taking this job." The man with cowboy hat chuckled. Zexion nodded his head and turned to look at Kairi and Naminé.
"I think you two should head back home."
Kairi rolled her eyes and placed her hands on her hips, letting out a loud snort, "Yeah right. We not going anywhere, before we can talk with Sora and Riku." She explained, accompanied by the nods from her friend.
Zexion shrugged, "Do whatever you want. Are you sure that your parents aren't too worried about you though?"
"Pfft, they're probably gone out for a dinner or something anyways." Kairi chuckled, "And Naminé doesn't live with her parents anymore."
"I see, I see." The silver-haired man, shoving some of his silver locks behind his ear, "I guess you can't speak with Sora or Riku in a while though… They seem to be kind of… hmm… busy."
"Yeah…" Kairi snickered and sat on a bench, "But we shall wait then."
Tidus looked at Wakka, while holding the older male's hand tightly. They were walking down the street, towards Tidus' home, after a long and romantic night out, just the two of them.
Right after Wakka had left the hospital, he had phoned Tidus and asked him if he wanted to spend some luxury time with him. And even if the sun was starting to rise, the two of them could've stayed up all day.
"Hehee, it was so fun!" Tidus laughed and pulled Wakka's hand, "Let's do it again someday, riiight?"
"'Course." Wakka smiled and pulled the blonde man closer, giving him a long and passionate kiss. Tidus giggled into the kiss, while wrapping his arms around the taller man's neck. Soon Wakka pulled away, and poked Tidus' ribs gently, making the other one squirm a little, "Silly..."
"Anything for you…" Tidus poked his tongue out and let go of Wakka's neck. They continued walking, the blonde man giggling every now and then, but otherwise everything was pretty much quiet.
The morning sun painted the sky with different shades of red, and tickling Tidus' nose with small rays, which shone through the reddish clouds. The night had been perfect. Just the two of them, hanging around… Just being with the orange-haired man made Tidus feel happy. He dared to say, that these were the happiest moments of his life.
"What'cha thinking?" Wakka asked Tidus, who snapped out of thoughts and smiled goofily.
"Nothing."
Wakka hmph-ed, and shrugged. He rubbed back of Tidus' hand with his thumb, as they finally arrived to Tidus' home. The blonde looked at his lover, before giving him yet another kiss.
"Good night…" Tidus said, hugging Wakka for the last time, before starting to walk the path towards the front door. But after taking only few steps, he felt hands wrapping around his waist and Wakka pulled his body against his, whispering three simple words into the younger male's ear.
"I love you."
Tidus blushed slightly, as he watched the orange-haired man's back slowly retread into the dusk of dawn. He sighed happily and turned around to continue his way to the door.
As he entered the house, he could feel weird atmosphere in the air. He closed the door quietly and kicked his shoes off. Suddenly group of violent shivers ran down his spine. Cid was standing there and his gaze was piercing right through him. The look in his face wasn't too happy.
"D-dad? I-I can e-explain!" Tidus started, as the blonde man walked closer to his son.
"There's nothing ya need to explain." Cid growled, before slamming back of his hand hard across Tidus' face, making him stumble few steps backwards, "Ya fuckin' slut I knew ya weren't straight from the begin with."
"Dad, please…" Tidus mumbled, rubbing his aching cheek. He tried to approach his father, but only ended up getting slapped again. This time he fell on the floor, groaning in pain.
Cid narrowed his eyes in a dangerous manner, folding his arms firmly, "Get out. I never wanna see ya walkin' through that door ever again." He said, nodding his head towards the door. His whole appearance was frightening, and those despising glares he gave to Tidus, were something that no one could put into words.
Tidus slowly stood up, and gave his father confused look, "W-what?"
"Ya heard me." Cid stated, "Get lost. Never wanna see you again."
"But you can't just-…"
"I said GET OUT."
Tidus still couldn't believe his ears. This was the worst thing he could've imagined to happen… He shouldn't have come too close his house when Wakka was around… He should've known that his father would be spying on him, especially when he had been gone all night.
Cid took few warning steps towards his son. Tidus gulped, and fought back the tears, which were about to cross his eyelids. So this is how much he meant to his father? He was merely a trash that could be thrown away that easily?
"D-dad, let me explain!"
But that was enough for Cid. He gathered all of his strength and slammed his fist right in the middle of Tidus' face, gaining few scratches to his knuckles because of Tidus' teeth. The younger blonde man fell against the wall, holding his face and screaming in pain. Blood started to pour down through his fingers.
Cid took few steps backwards, watching his fist, then his son. He was about to mumble and apology, but before he could say anything, Tidus opened the door and slammed it close right behind his back.
Then, he didn't realize how he had ended his relationship with his son wholly and truly.
Wakka walked towards his home. He lived in a really idyllic suburb, with white houses and large green yards. He inhaled a deep breath of just mowed lawn. It was pretty weird though, it was already something around 6 pm, so who on earth would mow their lawns in this kind of early hour?
He shook his head and shoved his hands into his pockets. It was really nice morning indeed. Maybe he could take a little longer walk, now that he didn't have anyone clinging on his arm.
Not that he minded Tidus' presence, not at all. It was just nice to spend some time alone too.
He saw a big car parked next to the pavement, in front of a house, which had been abandoned for a quite while now. The orange-haired man lifted his eyebrow and walked a little bit closer.
"Could someone come and help me with the rest of these boxes?" A black-haired woman yelled towards the house, as she came behind the van, holding a large box. Her whole appearance was gothic and gloomy. Wakka's eyes widened, as he felt something weird in his stomach…
This couldn't be happening… No, not now…
"Shit…" The gothic woman said, nearly losing her balance, as her heel shoe's heel stuck in the middle of the side-walk's stones. She cursed colorfully, as she tried to tear her shoe free from the pavement.
Wakka walked at the woman and scratched back of his head, "Ya need help?"
The black-haired woman looked up at the orange-haired man and smiled coldly, "Thank you. That would be really… appreciated."
Wakka took the box from the woman, who kneeled down and pulled her shoe out of the pavement. She straightened her back, and took the box back from the orange-haired man.
"Thank you." She stated simply, before continuing to walk towards the house. But Wakka- he sure was persistent and followed after her.
"Excuse me, but…" He said, running next to the gothic lady, "…Err… Ya moving in here?"
"Guess." She said, still couldn't help but chuckle slightly. She stopped walking and looked at the man, who kept following her, "You seem to like following your new neighbors around. Well, if you wish, you could help us carry the boxes in. Just… don't break anything."
Wakka nodded his head, "Roger." He turned around, but stopped again, "Heyhey, wait! What's your name?"
The gloomy woman looked over her shoulder, a small smile on her lips, "Lulu. Yours?"
"W-Wakka."
"So… Wakka. I think you should hurry up. We need our things inside so the driver can move the van." Lulu said, before entering the house with her box, leaving the orange-haired man stand in the middle of the pathway.
Wakka shook his head and made his way to the car. Just when he had thought that he had found the one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with… Why did this always happen to him? He felt his heart pounding harder and harder, as he lifted a box and started to carry it towards Lulu's house.
He couldn't be falling in love with someone he had met just mere seconds ago? But then again… that's how he ended up together with Tidus too…
He let out a loud sigh and frowned.
Life could be so damn hard sometimes.
Aerith opened her eyes as someone banged on the door. She groaned and rubbed her temples. She could feel a headache coming… She blinked few times and realized that she was lying on the sofa.
The banging to the door continued and she stood up slowly, cursing under her breath. She felt really bad, and she had no clue why she was lying there, instead of her own warm bed. With slow and troubling steps she started to approach the door, "Coming, coming! For god's sake…"
She opened the door and gasped loudly, as she saw who was behind it, "Tidus! What… What happened to you?"
Tidus leaned his weight on the doorframe, and held his nose, "C-can I come in? Please…?"
"Of course my dear." Aerith stepped away from the door, and let the blonde man enter the house. She shut the door, and leaned towards Tidus' and examined his injuries in his face, "What happened to you? Who did this?"
"It's…" Tidus said, feeling tears coming to the corners of his eyes, "My… D-dad…"
Aerith gasped, and grabbed Tidus' shoulders and started to shake him, "What! CID? Cid would… never… Wait… He found out, didn't he?"
"W-what…?" Tidus looked at the brunette woman, "Y-you knew!"
"Of course I knew about you being with another boy! I have two boys, who are dating other boys too, so you think that I wouldn't notice? You were being too obvious… But still… I can't… believe it…" Aerith said, touching a bruise on Tidus' cheek, causing him to wince visibly, "I'll go get some aspirin for you, and something to clean your wounds with. You can stay here as long as you want, dear."
"Thanks…" Tidus said, and walked to the living room, as he waited for Aerith to come back with the stuff she went to get. He looked down at his bloody hands, and sighed heavily.
His father would probably tell him soon that he was sorry and beg him to come back home, but… He wasn't sure if he wanted to go back in there. He knew that Cid could never fully accept him the way he was. And no matter how much he tried… he could never live with someone he knew that couldn't stand his presence.
He slowly started to realize how much he hated his father. He despised and pitied him. He hated everything about him.
He swallowed the sob, which was nearly crossing his lips.
Maybe it was better this way. He didn't have to worry about showing everyone his sexuality.
Aerith stepped into the living room and sat next to Tidus. She gave him the painkillers and started to clean the wound. Tidus gritted his teeth, as the purifier Aerith used stung nastily. The brunette woman mumbled an apology, as the blonde man groaned in pain.
"Aerith… Thank you."
"It's… no problem."
CC: Hope you liked this chapter. Don't really have anything to say about it.
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