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Key:
- Dream State - , Flashback , ' thoughts ', " Dialogue "
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Author's Note: This takes place after Chain of Memories. Hope you guys like it. Comments and critisism's loved, be kind it's my first fic!
Rating: M
Warning: This is a Yaoi fic! It pairs Sora and Riku and lemony stuff, so if you don't like kingdom hearts... or Sora+Riku, or yaoi, don't read it! Possible spoilers as well.
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(Chapter 2: The stuff that dreams are made of)
- Tan creamy fingers gently slid along a well-muscled pale arm and gripped it. Soft silvery locks drapped down over the sweat-covered forehead of the pale body. Tanned lips meshed against cherry colored ones and then proceeded to leave divine wet marks down the side of the pale throat. A soft groan of pleasure came from the younger one, leaning his head back to allow the older one better access to him. Strong fingers expertly caressed every tender spot, elicting more gasps of pleasure... -
Sora sprang awake in a cold sweat. He ran his fingers through his chocolate locks. 'That nightmare again...' He thought glumly rubbing his weary eyes. He turned over to glance at the alarm clock on his bedside table. 12:00 it read in a flashing red light that irritated his sleep-deprived irises. He threw his head back onto his pillow and stared at the ceiling. Every night since the two of them had returned to Destiny Islands things had been just the way they'd always been before... with the addition of this sick nightmare he kept having about Riku. 'Why the hell do I keep having that dream?' He thought to himself. "Nightmare." He corrected firmly, saying it outloud to make it more permanent, no way something like that could be a dream. Even though one would think he couldn't ignore the fact that within the dream he had been enjoying himself... Sora insisted to himself that it had to be a nightmare. One doesn't dream these things about their male best friend when they themselves are male. Or at least, that's what he made himself believe. He forced himself to think of candy and other things that made him feel childish and innocent. Things that would help him to get back to sleep. He wanted to be innocent... he needed to be innocent. Why the hell was he having these dreams?
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(The next morning at Riku's house)
Riku ran a gloved hand through his tousled silver mane of hair. "Namine... I just couldn't do that to Sora. What if he rejects me? What if by telling him the truth I ruin our friendship forever and he refuses to speak to me again? What if he loves me too and..." He never got to finish his thought however because the blonde in question interrupted him at this point in his monologue.
"And you two end up living happily ever after?" The blue-eyed girl's hologram finished for him crossing her arms over her chest. She wore a plain white sun-dress, though he could only see the top half of her through the hologram.
Riku glared at the screen, "That's not what I was going to say." He said angrilly as he went back to chopping an assortment of fruits for breakfast. He'd already finished with his eggs and bacon which were now getting cold.
Namine gave him an all-knowing look, "The least you can do is let him know how you feel. Are you willing to live out the rest of your life watching him get married? Have children? Never knowing if he could've been yours? If you could've been his light just as he is yours?" She chastised.
Riku chopped with more ferocity... knowing deep inside that she had a point but not willing to give her the satisfaction of knowing she'd won.
"Riku... you're going to have a fruit smoothie to clean up if you don't stop that." She said pointing to the fruit that was rapidly becoming an inedible pulp.
Riku made a final stab with the cutting knife sinking it deep into the cutting board then thrusting himself into a chair without a comment, crossing his arms and refusing to look at the hologram.
"You've got to stop this 'Armageddon' crap. The world does not revolve around Sora... whether you like to believe it or not. In the event that he does reject you, which I'm sure he wont!" She added after seeing his fiercely pointed glance. "The world is not going to just stop turning because your light doesn't return your love. Sora's a decent guy... after the initial shock of finding out the truth he'll come around again. I know he will, he can't stay mad at you forever... you're his best friend!"
"How could you possibly understand? You've never really met Sora. You don't comprehend the meaning of the fact that he's the master of the keyblade. If I taint his heart with my foolish desires then who will be the keyblade master! Who will take his place when darkness consumes his heart!" Riku demanded furiously.
Namine gave him a holier-than-thou glance. "As a matter of fact, I may have not had the time to get to know Sora as well as you do... but in the time I did have to discover him, I found that he had the purest heart that anyone's seen in a long time. Even after he found out I'd been playing with his memories he forgave me! He forgave me Riku! And I didn't deserve it. Riku you've got to tell him. He'll understand. I know he will." She finished with a soft smile. Sometimes Riku was like a thick-headed older brother that needed his little sister's advice every now and then. Though they were not related they shared the fact that they'd both been used by members of the darkside and lived to tell the tale.
Riku calmed down and slumped in his chair, defeated. "Alright already... I'll tell him." He said glumly as though it were some kind of awful punishment given to him by a parent.
"That's a good boy... talk to you later!" She winked with a smile, then the hologram vanished and Riku sighed as he slowly worked on gathering his courage. This was going to be the hardest thing he'd done in a long time.
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(Afternoon on the seashore)
Kairi was swimming in the ocean as Sora and Riku sparred on the sand. The two boys were fighting up a storm trying to one-up one another with their brand-new skills. Riku held back knowing that if he turned into dark mode that he'd raise one hell of a lot of questions not to mention distrust and he really didn't need that aggravation. He was afraid that somehow Sora knew that he wasn't exactly giving it his all, but if he did Sora didn't let on. In fact he seemed rather distracted to Riku. He gave Sora the benefit of the doubt and didn't ask questions just yet as it wouldn't be a great idea to get his friend mad right before he gave him his news. After Riku finally won the two of them were conned into going to get ice-cream for Kairi who wanted to lie down on the beach for a while. As the two of them walked alone Riku noticed Sora readying himself to say something to Riku.
"Riku... do you think you can help me with something?" He asked softly, looking nervous and downcast. Riku sighed and decided his own problem would have to wait, he climbed a nearby paoupo tree and invited Sora to take a seat next to him.
"Go ahead Sora... what's up?" He asked with a big smile. Sora got himself situated on the low hanging branch and shifted around a bit as he pretended to be getting comfortable for a while. Riku waited patiently, gathering courage for what he had to tell Sora after the boy confided whatever it was in him.
"Well... I've been having this nightmare... it wont leave me alone ever since I got home." The brunette began, staring at his feet.
Riku watched him curiously, worried slightly... Sora was having a recurring nightmare? That couldn't be good. "What's it about?" He asked in concern.
Sora fidgited some more. "Well... its about me... and this guy I know... and uh... well..." He blushed a beet red and shuddered convincingly, even though to him it felt forced. "Well... it's not normal to have those kind of dreams is it?" He begged, glancing at Riku for the first time since he'd started talking.
Riku stared at Sora, his emerald eyes scrutinizing Sora's electric blue one's for a moment before he sat back with a large grin crossing his features. "Well Sora which is it? Was it a dream? Or a nightmare?" He asked as though it made all the difference in the world which one it was.
Sora blushed in embarrasement, he couldn't understand why Riku was grinning at him like that. It wasn't funny at all to him. "Well it had to be a nightmare didn't it? It's just not... natural to have dreams like that..." He responded, half talking to himself.
Riku studied him another moment. "Who was it... in your dream? The other man?" He asked quietly.
Sora bit his lip and stared at Riku meaningfully, "Nightmare..." He corrected weakly.
Riku closed his eyes and masked his face from revealing any emotion. In truth he couldn't believe what he was hearing... it was like a miracle. Sora dreamt about him! Sora's sleeping hours were interrupted by fantasies of him! He couldn't have been more elated. He opened his eyes and stared at Sora who was practically on the edge of his seat waiting for Riku to respond in a helpful manner.
Riku gestured to the sea. "Stand over there a moment for me." Sora obliged wondering what this had to do with his question. As Sora stared out into the ocean he felt a sense of tranquility wash over him. Maybe this was what Riku had in mind... calm himself down and stop worrying so much. Unfortunately it turned out that he was wrong as he suddenly found himself tackled to the ground from behind. Sora turned over spitting up sand. "Hey!" He sputtered. But was cut off when the older teen's fingers began flying over his ticklish parts. Sora laughed and squirmed... then again... maybe Riku was trying to get his mind off of this!
Riku grinned as he tickle attacked Sora, he knew what he was going to do and Sora needed to be out of breath and strength before he could commence with his plan. Hence the tickling. "You asked me if it had to be a nightmare... if it was natural to dream things like that..." Riku echoed thoughtfully as he tickled Sora. Sora nodded his head as though doing so would get Riku to stop tickling him. Amazingly it worked and Riku paused, leaning over Sora and touching his nose to the younger boy's. Sora glanced up at him, laugher still ringing through his body. He didn't expect at all what happened next.
Tanned lips pressed gently against his own. The kiss was tender and soft, like the touch of a feather upon a newborn's head. Sora's eyes widened and any thought of laughing flew right out the window. Riku was kissing him! His mind spun into a tangled mess of confusion, questions flew around in his mind mingled with desire... the desire to keep kissing him and also the desire to get Riku to stop. 'This isn't right! What is he doing?' Sora thought frantically not wanting to understand how right it felt to be kissing him, not wanting to comprehend how complete Riku made him feel.
Riku rose up and propped himself up on one arm. "Does that answer your question?" He asked huskily.
Sora stared at him numbly. "What the... Riku?" He asked helplessly, not comprehending... and not wanting to comprehend what had just happened. Riku leaned down again to kiss those lips but Sora managed to find the strength to push him back again, "Riku I don't understand..." He said with confusion and a hint of frustration.
Riku sighed and pushed off of the boy, sitting beside him on the sand and allowing him to sit up on his own. "I love you Sora... I always have. I've been meaning to tell you this... but I could never find the courage to do so. But when you told me about your dream I was so happy. I thought that you must feel the same way for me if you're having dreams like that about me." Riku glanced at Sora carefully, waiting with baited breath for his reaction.
Sora's eyes shone with tears, those electric blues that one could drown in... were filled with sorrow and denial. 'Shit...' Riku thought with alarm as Sora began to shake his head frantically. "No... Riku... you can't... I can't. No... no, no!" He practically screamed as he hugged himself, shaking violently. Riku's eyes flashed with pain but he wouldn't be weak now... not in front of Sora.
With a friendly smile he hugged his friend who flinched. "It's ok Sora! It's ok! I'm sorry I brought all of this on you so fast... I promise I'll never mention it again. Forget I said anything. Forget this ever happened." He said in a soothing tone of voice that seemed to calm the younger male. Riku stood after he was certain that Sora would be alright, then he quietly walked away from his light. Inside he was dying... but for Sora he would be strong.
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Angsty enough for ya? Hope you liked reading this chapter as much as I liked writing it! Till next time!
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