I do not own Kingdom Hearts. Kingdom Hearts is © Disney Media or Square-Enix. The opening poem is from Frozen by Celldweller. Frozen is © Celldweller and/or Klayton.

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Inside this fantasy

It seems so real to me

Synthetic ecstasy

When her legs are open

This is what he had been craving all his life: Kairi. Now he had her, and she had him. However, something was nagging at his mind: the possibility that Kairi wasn't the one for him.

Kairi moaned gently, her auburn hair down to her shoulders. She was letting loose, for once, and she was loving every minute of it.

True life behind the wall

Where men and angels fall

A fading memory

When my mind is frozen

Sora dismissed his thoughts effortlessly. It was Kairi he wanted, it was Kairi he was getting. He positioned himself steadily, and ploughed into her with great success.

It was electric. He loved it. Scrumptious. He wanted more, and he never wanted it to stop. They moaned in unison.

"I want you!" Kairi screamed. She could not get enough of this feeling. Words could not even describe what she felt.

Sora moaned loudly as it started to feel even better. Kairi pushed Sora even further into her, if that was possible. He was in her all the way up to his stomach.

He thrust in and out effortlessly, pleasure racking up as he did so. Even if he wanted to, he couldn't stop: it felt too good.

In a few minutes, Sora came so hard he could feel his heartbeat in his ears.

Spent, he flopped down on the bed beside her. She grinned and tried to kiss him, but he pushed her off.

"What's wrong?" She asked, her smile fading. They just had sex, and Sora wasn't happy. This wasn't supposed to be happening.

"It's just…I'm worried." He said finally, burying his hands in his hair.

"Worried about what?" She placed her hand on his shoulder. He pushed her off.

"You don't understand!" Sora burst out of the room in tears.

She raised her hand at him, beckoning him back. Sora did not look back, running through the streets in the middle of a thunderstorm. The rain soothed him, and soon he stopped running like a bat out of hell. His crying ceased. Eventually, he came to a complete stop to admire the sky.

There wasn't a patch of blue in sight. The sky was covered with dark grey cumulonimbus clouds.

The rain reminded him of Riku.

"Oh god…Riku…" Sora broke down in the middle of the street, crying once again. He screamed out for his best friend.

"What the fuck is going on with me?" He hollered, but no one could hear him. No one cared.

Ever since the hurricane, Sora wasn't the same. Riku went out into the sea to save his dog who had been at the shoreline. The fierce winds forced the poor animal into the sea, and from there, the current pulled him out.

"Riku! You can't! It's too dangerous!" Sora cried out, beckoning his dearest friend back to dry land.

"Sora…" Riku looked back at his best friend. He stepped closer to him, and embraced him. He slowly tilted his head up, and soft, blue eyes locked with pale green ones.

"I love you," he breathed huskily. He pressed his lips to Sora's, expecting his friend to hate him forever. He planned to pull away as soon as possible, but Sora pushed back. He had loved his friend secretly for the past three years.

They broke away when the howling wind reminded them that they were in the middle of a deadly tropical storm. Riku jumped into the water, and swam off, desperately fighting the waters.

He never saw Sora again.

"Oh God, why?" He questioned spitefully. "Why did you have to take him?"

Wiping his tears away, he stood up sniffling. He had finally come to terms with his best friend's supposed death. He slowly walked back to his house to apologize to Kairi for throwing that tantrum.

"God, I feel like such an asshole…"

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This was supposed to be a one-shot. Should I continue this? Answer in reviews, please. :(