Jaded
Riku is the god of Netherworld and the heir to the Throne of Thorns,Sora incontrast is a slave to his blood sworn enemy what happens when the two fall in love?
AN: Yet another AU/ yaoi fic... .ughh the addiction.
Warnings/Pairings: Riku/Sora (he he) language/violence/fluff and a bunch of
other goodies to get you hopping. Also this is an AU fic just thought you'd like to know.
Also there is some alcohol use/drunkenness in this fic
(Genre) Psychological/thriller/drama/horror romance and whatnot...
Disclaimer
yeah... I own no one really I don't I just wrote the fic. Square-Enix/Disney
Interactive owns all right and whatnot. I'm poor so please don't sue. Thank you.
I'm uber sorry for this chapter being soo late. X.x I've been
sorta busy. . Promise it won't take so long next time damn FFXI and my computer
is a royal piece of doo doo anyways. :D Enjoy! Also thanks to those that have
email-ed me about beta-ing. Err I'll get back to you I still have the emails so I didn't
ignore you actually I'll need about 3 people to help out. I've got too many damn fics
XD
Chapter 9: Corruption
December and the howling winds had failed to cease blowing against the castle windowsoutside the grounds were all whitened with snow. While inside the rooms and halls were light dimly but merrily with torches. All the fireplaces had been lit and holly had been strung. Only a few more days and it seemed that Christmas was already here. As always there would be a celebration at the castle. And Sora and Riku who were recovering from the illness seemed to get into the spirit despite still being very ill. But still they already decided to attend the annual ball and dinner.Riku still had a pounding headache and Sora's cheeks were still flushed as they were dressed the stout butler pleaded again as he did so many times before for them not to go but both shrugged him off ignoring him again. With that the butler went back to his duties muttering incoherently to himself. It was almost time the clock joyfully rung the 6th hour as Sora was finishing tying his tie. He examined himself in the mirror. Handsome he thought to himself he was never the narsassictic one but still he favored his black suit and red tie.
With one more tug of his shirt Sora turned his heel and walked out the door he could hear the mumbling of the crowd below even though it made his head hurt worse he winced and went down the spiral staircase to the mail ballroom. Where Riku was to meet him. Sora surveyed the heads of the guests it was past 6:00pm already and no Riku. Sora mumbled to himself as a young lady with dark eyes and hair pulled up in an elegant bun walked up to him. She flashed a smile at him taking care to show off her white teeth.
"Your excellency", she smiled sweetly extending her hand out to Sora. He took it and kissed it gently wanting to throw up at the stale scent of them. He tried not to look displeased so he bowed to her, she laughed again this time it was an obvious fake laugh. "I am Azriel", "perhaps you heard of me and my father he is after all the Demon king", she flashed her long lashes at him. Sora tried to be diplomatic but he never heard of a "demon king" or heard of him having a daughter. Sora smiled politely at the girl "ah yes", he said excitedly "Princess Azriel, it is a pleasure to meet you my dear, have you brought your father along with you?". Sora asked for some reason he was intrigued by this girl and after all he had never seen a real life demon before.
She looked at him and flashed a big smile he could once again see her teeth,tiny razor sharp fangs that glistened. If they weren't so deadly they would be beautiful he thought. "Come", she said taking his hand "you seem so eager to meet father that I'll take you too him". Sora obliged taking the young girls hand as she ushered him to the other side of the ballroom. He could see a tall dark man sitting in a high backed chair a cigar clamped eagerly in his mouth. "Daddy" she shouted this is his His Highness Sora", "Sora", she said turning back to him "this is my father King Ara".
The man know as King Ara didn't get up from his chair but silently extended a hand towards him. Sora took it noting the strong grasp. He nodded towards the king taking in all his features for a demon he thought he was pretty handsome. Sora nodded towards Azriel trying to get his mind off of her father. "Would you like to dance?", Azriel giggled and waved toward her father who nodded in approval. Soon they were out in the dance floor and Sora hated every minute of it but he had to be diplomatic, but where in the hell was Riku he thought. As for the fourth time Azriel stepped on his foot. He tried not to wince but only smiled. "Riku, dammit where are you!", Sora thought to himself trying to keep gaze at the princess and scan the crowd for some sign of him at the same time.
Then without warning he saw him wobbling down the staircase with a bottle of rum in his hands. Sora blushed "Oh god" he thought can this get any worse. Sora felt like he could shrink right there the guests would of had to notice Riku by now apparently drunk off his ass with a bottle of rum in his hands. Sora shot an embarrassed look at the princess, "you'll have to excuse me for a moment your highness duty calls", she seemed to buy his excuse only nodding then she set off to find another dance partner. Sora sighed watching her disappear then he also made his way through the crowd to were Riku sat on the bottom step. "Riku what the fuck do you think your doing", Sora hissed at him "if you haven't noticed there are kings from other worlds here and your drunk and making an fool out of yourself", Riku only made a pfft sound at Sora pushing past him weaving in and out of the crowd. Sora could only imagine what was going to happen next...this was going to be bad.
Yay yar drunk Riku u.u lol don't ask the idea came to me whilst making coffee hope you enjoyed and I promise promise that it won't take me three months to update again lol. Read and review and also Happy Valentines Day to everyone in advance (goes to play KH:COM)
