"So, how'd you get that scar?" Kairi asked conversationally, her chin resting idly on her upturned hand as she stared at Leon, her food untouched.

Riku paused from shoveling the last bits of salad into his mouth. He'd barely noticed that Leon had a scar. It just seemed so natural on the man's face that Riku hadn't really examined it. Tilting his head to the side, Riku glanced at the faint reddish scar that ran diagonally between Leon's eyes.

"That's something I would prefer not to talk about," Leon responded in a slightly heavier tone than usual.

"Come on. Was it in a gang fight? Are you like a mafia leader or something?"

Leon glared at her. Riku dropped his fork, unusually thoughtful. Before, he might have prodded and begged to learn more about the man, but he had his own secrets as well. Secrets that he wasn't willing to expose.

Reeling his foot back, Riku kicked Kairi.

"Ouch!" Kairi snarled, glaring at Riku. Riku smirked at her before swirling some pasta around his fork and sticking it in his mouth.

"Anyways, Leon, tell me about yourself. Why did you move to this boring little island in the first place?"

"Got a job offer."

"Do you like it here?"

"… Whatever."

"Have you ever considered taking English to expand your vocabulary?"

"…"

"Are you ignoring me?"

"…"

"Leon, do you think Riku's sexy?"

"…"

"So you want to get into those sinfully tight pants and--Ouch! Riku!" She glared at the boy next to her, mentally promising him a slow and painful death.

"It wasn't me Kairi, I swear!" Riku held up his hands in a signal of innocence that was well practiced but not often believed. Kairi however, decided to take pity on him. 'Cause come on, since when would Riku distract anyone from discussing his sex life with Leon?

"Then who…? Leon!" The silent man didn't answer his gaze firmly on his plate as he neatly brought another fork full of spaghetti to his mouth. And yes, his white shirt didn't have even a molecule of sauce on it.

"Wow Kairi, I can see why you're an A+ student." Riku grinned, directing his foot towards Leon's leg.

"Riku, stop being sarcastic."

"Oh, so now telling the truth is being sarcastic?" Craftily, Riku slid his foot against the other man's leg, keeping his gaze on Kairi even as he felt the other man's glare burning the side of his head.

"Riku! You owe me! I sorted through your nasty thongs to bring you your stuff!"

Leon shoved his plate away, standing abruptly. Meanwhile, Riku blushed as red as the tomato sauce on his plate. Shyly, he retracted his foot.

"I swear that I didn't buy that. Tidus got that on my sixteenth birthday," the silver haired boy protested, backing his chair away from the table and the devil child there.

"Uh huh, and why did you keep it, hmm Riku? For the memories?" Kairi's eyes gleamed as she glared at her childhood friend. Riku gulped, his cheeks heating to an almost unbearable degree.

"Then there are the handcuffs, and the whip…"

Leon coughed loudly, turning away from the table. Riku met his gaze with utterly embarrassed eyes, but for an instant, Leon wondered what Riku would look like, his hands cuffed above his head, begging for Leon to…

"Could you please refrain from discussing your freakishly odd sexual fetishes at my dinner table?" Leon asked, walking into the adjourning living room.

Kairi smiled at the uncomfortable but strong sexual tension in the room.

"Sooo, I'll just leave you two boys all alone, all night, with that big comfy couch right over there to play together."

Kairi could barely hold back a huge fit of giggles. In all the years she'd known Riku, she'd only seen him blush a few select times. As it was, she figured the disgruntled fashion in which the pale man carried himself over to the sofa was as close as he got to blushing.

"By the way Riku, your stuffed Mickey pillow is in the duffel bag, just incase you need to cuddle!" Unable to contain her giggling anymore, Kairi ran out of the house, slamming the door behind her. It rung with a startling sound of finality.

"So," Riku began, wondering where his sudden burst of shyness was coming from. Usually, he was completely in control of any situations, especially sexual ones concerning a certain brunette, but this afternoon, everything felt different. Was it because Sora was in the hospital? Was it because he had cried in front of this man like a pathetic little girl?

Then again, maybe it was because he was starting to see the man as more than just a quick fuck.

"I guess, I'll um, change into my pajamas and then we can watch a movie?" Riku had never felt so uncertain in his life.

Please say yes.

"…Whatever."

Riku let out a breath he hadn't even realized he was holding. Grabbing his duffle bag, Riku practically ran into the guestroom. Quickly, he pulled off his day clothes, changing into his favorite pajamas.

He'd been obsessed with Mickey Mouse ever since his first trip to Disney World. He still had Mickey's autograph in that dinky little book his mother had given him, along with his Mickey plushy.

Walking back out into the living room, Riku headed towards the sofa to see that Leon was still there. Taking a deep breath, Riku willed himself to get control of the situation.

"So what are we watching Leon?" Riku asked, looking anywhere but into Leon's eyes.

Leon stiffened at the sound of Riku saying his name. He couldn't remember a time where Riku hadn't called him Squall. Still, now that the boy was calling him Leon, he almost preferred Squall.

Hey Squall, are we going to dinner or are you going to work all night?

Squall…

Squall…

"Leon?"

"I have On Demand." He replied, settling into his corner of the couch. It was six, and this early in the summer, the sun was just beginning to set. Turning to face Riku, he almost smiled.

He looked cute, for lack of a more appropriate word, in slightly too large pajamas featuring various forms of Mickey Mouse running around. His hair had long since fallen out of its ponytail, the mussed, layered strands hung down a slender back.

Riku grinned, hopping onto the other side of the couch and grabbing the remote control. Leon sighed as he clicked on horror. He never had liked those alarmingly fake alien movies.

"Oooh, Saw II…" Riku smiled dangerously. Leon wasn't sure he liked the sound of that, but with a title as corny as that, he doubted it was very scary.

Several disgusting and horribly disturbing scenes later…

"No! You stupid slut, reach around! Reach around!" Riku lay on his stomach in front of the screen, arguing with the bat-brained prostitute who had just reached up to get the antidote and gotten her wrist trapped within the broken glass.

Her scream was gut wrenching, and Leon grimaced at all the blood. What was with kids these days, watching disgusting films like these?

What happened to the good old days of fake looking dinosaurs eating people?

What, Jurassic Park was a masterpiece.

Leon felt his lip curl back in disgust as the man peeled the skin from the back of his head. Riku turned his head to examine it. Deciding that after a night of eating pasta the screen would not be the safest place to look, Leon retreated into his head.

Riku… How pathetic, that the boy was all that occupied his thoughts. When he was awake, the boy was always there, staring at him with those lively, mischievous eyes, and when he slept, those lush pink lips were parted in a silent gasp, begging for more. Leon wondered why such an enticing package had to be hidden in such an OCD, mentally deranged teenager.

Then he wondered why his heart hurt when the life in those eyes nearly died.

His gaze traveled to Riku, examining the younger male. He remembered how those strong thighs had clung to his hips, and how Riku's long legs had wrapped around his waist, pulling him impossibly closer. Riku's skin shone with a pale hue even whiter that his own, with strong muscles moving smoothly just under the surface.

He could still feel the hot imprint of Riku's hand on his member, and the salty taste of tears on the boy's sweet skin.

"Leon, the movie's over." Leon's eyes popped open, and he wondered when he had drifted off. He watched Riku blink, mere inches away from his face, those green eyes staring into him, cool breath on his face.

Fuck! Riku was supposed to be the hormonal teenager lusting for other men, not Leon. He was the victim in all of this! Riku must have powdered the food with some sort of aphrodisiac.

He could just see the boy laughing insanely as he added poison to Leon's food.

Still, all the blood was rushing south at his urge to dominate the boy, slowly and pleasurably.

"Fuck this." Leon wasn't a man who often lost his frigid coldness, but when he did he went all out.

Grabbing Riku by his thin hips, he pulled the boy into him, jamming their hips together while he plunged his tongue into that sweet mouth, running his tongue over the boy's teeth, feeling the intense heat of the friction between them.

"Leon?"

Leon jerked awake, looking at the boy standing in front of the TV. Slowly, Riku sat down on the other side of large sofa. Over the course of the movie, the collar had moved away from his neck, exposing the hickey Leon had created earlier that day.

"Geez, you should have told me if you thought the movie was that boring. I mean, it's just after eight."

Leon shrugged.

"It wasn't that boring." His eyes couldn't leave Riku's neck. He deep reddish mark performed mayhem on Leon's nerves, and he resisted the urge to create more.

Riku crawled towards him, some of his confidence apparently coming back. A wide smirk graced his features.

"I forgot that old people need their rest." Those lips… Such an enticing shade of pink…

Leon shifted uncomfortably in his seat, wishing he was wearing looser pants. Somehow, Riku seemed more seductive when he wasn't trying to seduce Leon.

"You're one to talk, after that nap this afternoon. What is this, Day Care?" The elegant curve of Riku's long neck led down to those stupid pajama's, blocking Leon's view of the boy's lean torso.

Leon's gaze traveled to those long, runner's legs, and he gulped, trying to forget having Riku pressed against him.

That Aphrodisiac must have been very strong.

Suddenly, Riku stretched with a yawn. His shirt rose accordingly, revealing the bottom of a muscled torso.

"Hey, tomorrow, can you give me a ride to the hospital?"

"I thought you didn't like hospitals." The words were out of his mouth before he could stop them. Unusual, since Leon usually thought over everything before he said it (no wonder he was so quiet.) It seemed, though, that he had just broken the unspoken vow to not speak of that afternoon. Suprisingly, Riku took it in stride.

"I thought that you didn't like me," he replied, a familiar glint in his eyes.

"I don't," Leon replied evenly, staring over at the boy.

"Sure, and you don't like guys either, correct?" Riku winked at him, finishing his journey and straddling Leon.

Leon could feel the heat from those thighs trapping him. He could see Riku's arms on either side of him, but he couldn't bring himself to do anything about it.

"You know, I really respect what you did earlier today, but like I said before, I'm a big boy and I know what I want."

Removing one of Leon's hands from his side, he set it on his thigh. Leon could feel the warmth of Riku's skin beneath his own, and Riku's slightly smaller hand covering his own. Leon could feel the tense muscles underneath his lax grip, Riku's heat traveling up his arm.

"I want you to touch me, Leon."

His voice was an invitation, huskier than usual. Still smirking, the smaller teen bent over him, his mouth just brushing the shell of Leon's ear.

"I want you to fuck me, hard. I want to suck you off and bring you to the very edge of pleasure. I want to scream your name like it's the only word I know."

Their hips were mere inches apart, but Leon couldn't bring himself to either bring Riku closer or push him away. Almost against his will, his hand tightened against the firm flesh and his member throbbed, begging to be released. Riku's warmth was surrounding him, suffocating him in pleasure.

Riku kissed Leon softly, a mere brushing of their lips, before pulling away slightly, a smirk on his face.

"Holy shit kid! Can't you keep it in the bedroom?" Leon immediately released his hold on Riku, immediately missing the heat beneath his hand. Riku gasped, and, loosing his grip on the sofa, fell right on top of Leon.

"Hey!" Riku turned towards the intruder, narrowing green eyes. "Who do you think you are, breaking into someone's house like this?"

Lifting Riku out of his lap, Leon barely stifled a snort. As if the lock picking kleptomaniac could talk about breaking and entering. Leon could only guess the amount of times he'd done the same thing.

"Holy shit, Riku! Aren't you a little young for this?"

Riku blinked, surprised, before a strong arm pulled him away from Leon, patting down his ruffled clothing and shoving him out of Leon's sight.

Ice blue eyes glared at Leon, and Leon could help but notice the start of wrinkling from excessive yelling. Though a few strands of faded blonde hair fell into the man's eyes, most of it was held back by a pair of dirty, old goggles.

"Cid," Leon greeted, calm despite his ruffled state and obvious arousal.

"Cid?" Riku seemed confused. "Teach, what the Hell are you doing here? Don't you have some summer school students to torture with faulty machinery or something?"

A hand shot out and smacked Riku outside the head.

"Fuck kid, are you even eighteen? 'Sides, ain't you ever heard? I work at that god damned auto repair center run by that fucking ninja brat."

Another hand reached for the teen's head, but Riku quickly ducked, covering his head.

"Watch it. Don't want your prized student to lose any brain cells, you old man!"

Cid quickly snorted, letting go of Riku's arm. "Prized student my ass! You passed shop by the skin of your fuckin' teeth." Another hand swung in Riku's direction, and this time, Riku barely managed to dodge it. Leon sighed, deciding to break the bickering pair up before serious damage was dealt.

"As much as Riku probably deserves it, could you please refrain from hitting him. We both know he can't afford to lose anymore brain cells."

At this comment, Cid let out a hearty laugh and Riku glared.

"If you're worried so much about his health, maybe you should stop banging him so hard."

"Why are you here in the first place?" Leon replied, crossing his arms over his chest. His eye twitched dangerously, but he was willing to ignore Cid's comment as long as the mechanic had good news.

"Just wanted to tell you that your fuckin' cars getting fixed up by the ninja as we speak. You'll have it by next Friday. The brat also told me to tell ya not to worry about her car. She says ya can keep it 'till she finishes the repairs."

With that the gruff man grabbed Riku and pulled him out of the room. Leon followed their path with stormy eyes until his front door shut with a bang, blocking his view. Running a hand through his eyes, Leon decided he should probably lock himself in his room (and barricade it) now, while Riku was detained.

Riku started when the cold evening air hit him through his thin pajamas.

"Look kid, what the fuck are ya doing here?"

Riku stared into his old teacher's eyes, almost scared at the serious teacher's eyes. Cid was NEVER serious.

"I know you've been through some tough shit but LEON."

Riku stubbornly held his ground.

"I mean, don't get me wrong, he's a good kid, but he ain't a goddamned saint! You keep sashaying around him like that and he won't have any problems about fuckin' you and leaving."

Riku's eyes narrowed into a glare.

"Maybe that's what I want," he replied, holding the older man's eyes. "I'm eighteen, and I can make my own decisions."

"Kids nowadays. You think you're all grown just cause of a fuckin' number. If you were really grown you wouldn't be doin' this shit."

Finally, Riku had had enough. His heart was pounding in his head, and all he could see was red. How dare Cid come and preach at him, after the life the other man had lived. How dare he tell him what to do and not to do!

"What do you think I should do, practice abstinence? I'm not getting married anytime soon, in case you haven't noticed! So don't tell me what to do and what not to do! You're not my mother, and you can't replace her!"

Riku's voice echoed down the street, making their conversation no secret. Little Mrs. Clermont shook her head, lowering her binoculars to wipe tears from her eyes. She, like almost everyone else on the island, knew Riku and what happened to him.

Smiling, Mrs. Clermont brought the binoculars to her eyes. He could still remember the silver haired boy helping Kairi sell girl scout cookies. She had almost refused, but when Riku shook his cute little fist at her and threatened her, he had looked so utterly adorable.

Such a sad thing to happen to such a wonderful boy…

Cid lit a cigarette, bringing a hand to his forehead. "Guess I can't stop you from fucking up your own life, kid."

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Humming, Kairi stepped out of her car and bounded into the house.

"Hi mom. Bye mom!" Heading up to her room, she was suddenly frozen by a devastatingly cold "Kairi dearest."

Cautiously, she tiptoed back down the stairs, wondering what her mother wanted her for. Horrified, she saw both her mother and Riku's father waiting for her in the kitchen. This could only spell trouble…

"Mom?" She questioned, sliding into a chair.

"Kairi, it had come to my attention that you snuck into Riku's house and were rifling through his undergarments."

Kairi gulped. Despite how flamboyantly Riku acted, most of the island didn't know that the teen liked guys, and his dad was no exception.

Actually, Riku's dad was probably the last person who needed to find out.

"Um, well, that was a situation that could be easily misinterpreted," Kairi began, hoping that somehow something might save her.

"How so?" Her mother pried.

"Um, well see, I was kind of, um…" Kairi gulped, looking into the eyes of her mother.

"Kairi, if you're curious, I can understand why you went after a boy as fine as my son, but there are safer ways to gather information." Riku's father's words felt like the final words of a judge before the police officers cuffed Kairi and locked her away in the big house with naughty sex deprived women looking for a hot piece of ass.

She was too young to be molested and to eat only stale bread and moldy cheese! Besides, orange wasn't her color! It clashed with her hair!

"Therefore, we decided it was time to educate you on these matters." At this, Kairi's mother dropped a pile of heavy books into her lap. Kairi stared at the titles, turning redder and redder by the second.

Sex for Dummies

the Kama Sutra (English Edition)

Gratifying Sex

Why More and More Women Like it on Top

The Glories of Lesbian Sex

Oral Sex: Challenges and Consequences

Abstinence: Why it may or may not be right for you!

"OH MY GOD! MOTHER!"

"We just want you to be safe," her mother stated. "I put the birth control and a pack of Condoms in your bathroom drawer, right by your Minnie Mouse toothpaste."

She knew her parents were liberal but…

"The joys of Lesbian Sex?" Kairi blushed. Now that she thought about it, she always had enjoyed glancing at the girls while they were changing in gym… NO! All thoughts stop right there.

"Honey, don't be so close minded. A little experimentation here and there won't hurt anyone."

Kairi dropped the books, racing up to her room.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Mentally, she decided that she was going to kill Riku, slowly and painfully.

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Mom…

Riku rolled over, whimpering in his sleep. Unconsciously, he pulled his Mickey closer.

Mom, I'm back. We won our track meet!

Mom… Mom…

"Mom…" Riku murmered, pulling his legs up to his chest. A small tear escaped his eye.

The sun shone brightly, warming the house as Riku ran downstairs into the basement. His mom might be cleaning, as usual, and that's why she didn't hear him.

Opening the door, Riku bonded through, hissing when he slit his foot on a stray piece of glass.

What? Turning, he saw glass from their window (his mom insisting on having a daylight basement) scattered across the floor. His heart raced, and his mind scrambled, trying to figure out what happened.

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"Here you go Riku! It's a Mickey Mouse plushy just for you! This way, even though I can't hold you every night you can cuddle Mickey and think of me!"

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"Mom…"

The door leading to the storage room was open.

"Mom…" Please let her be alright he couldn't handle it if she wasn't because he loved her so much it felt like his heart might burst if that love was taken away.

"No," another tear slid down Riku's face as he clutched Mickey tighter.

His hand was on the knob as he walked through the doorway when BANG! His stomach hurt, an unbearable ache, as his back hit the cold wall. He slid down onto the floor, sitting against the cool wall, a trail of blood staining the fresh white paint.

Mom…

It hurt, so much, so badly, and Riku felt his vision start to blur as black spots appeared in front of his eyes.

His mom was lying on the ground, her shirt ripped and tied around her head as a makeshift gag. Tears poured down the sides of her face. Her eyes told him she was scared and angry and hurt and sorry.

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"Riku, I don't care if you like boys. Ok, that's a lie, since I kind of wanted grandkids, but you can always adopt."

"Remember, I'll always love you."

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The man above her tore off her sweat pants and Riku wanted to close his eyes, but he couldn't. He couldn't stop watching, even as that disgusting man touched his beautiful mother.

"Stupid bitch. I shot him because I knew you couldn't stay silent. Now he's just going to have to suffer along with you." And Riku knew what he meant, and he wanted to cry and close his eyes and run and help her, but his stomach hurt so much, so very much, and all he could do was fall on his side, his arm stretched out in front of him, reaching for her.

"MOM!"

Riku sat up with a start, knocking the plush Mickey Mouse toy to the side.

"Shit!" Clutching his forehead, Riku rocked back and forth, his other hand holding his stomach.

"Was raped and murdered… One witness… An 18 year old boy…Injuries…Stomach wound… A cut on his foot…"

"The sentence is 25 years in jail with no chance of parole."

"It'll be okay Riku. Don't worry Riku he'll get it in the end. I'm sorry Riku, she was a good woman."

"Mom…" Wiping the tears from his eyes, Riku picked his stuffed Mickey up by the arm. He didn't want to be alone.

His feet padded along the soft, cream carpeted floors that led to Leon's room. Slowly, he reached for the knob, trying to turn it, but of course, it was locked.

"Riku, how did you get in here?"

"Sora, can I spend the night? I don't want to be alone."

"Of course."

Raising a fisted hand, Riku banged on the door. He waited, and waited, before he knocked again, louder. His Mickey hung from his arm, looking up at him with happy eyes.

"Riku, I found this when I was in the basement, helping to, you know, clean it out. I thought you might want it."

"You found Mickey? Thanks Kairi."

"Leon?"

The door swung open, and Leon, clad only in a pair of silky black boxers.

"What do you want?" The usually cold man asked, folding his arms across his chest. The moonlight hit him, causing his hair to glimmer and making his skin look milky white. He looked like an Adonis, albeit a grumpy one. The only imperfection was his scar, which stood out against his pale skin in the darkness.

"Can I sleep here tonight?" Riku asked, his hand unconsciously clutching his Mickey tighter.

"What are you, two?" Leon asked, turning towards his bed. If Riku hadn't known better, he would have thought that Leon's comment was a dismissal, but the way the man held the covers open bellied his previous statement.

Riku glared at him as he got under the covers. "Excuse me for wanting to be warm in your frigid house.Haven't you ever heard of heating?"

Leon pulled the covers to his side of the bed, allowing the cold air to attack Riku. "Haven't you ever heard of saving money?"

Riku snorted. "So you can afford all those expensive clothes, but you can't afford a simple heating system. No wonder you're always so cold to me."

Turning over, he wrapped his arms around Leon, pulling himself against the warm man and getting back under the warm blankets.

"Did I ever say that you could touch me?" Leon asked, but never less, he wrapped a strong arm around Riku's waist, stroking the boy's back in soothing circular motions.

"Did you ever say I couldn't?" Riku replied, smirking against Leon's collarbone. Removing one of the hands he had wrapped around the man, he placed it against a strong chest.

Leon's heartbeat was strong and steady against Riku's hand. Riku smiled as he felt himself drift off to sleep. Somehow, whenever he bickered with the older man, or struggled to get the cold one to return his affections, everything else seeped away.

Unlike everyone else, even Sora and Kairi, Leon couldn't pity him, because Leon didn't know what had happened. Riku needed that. From the moment his stupid, childish chase started, he needed someone who didn't see him as a poor little boy who'd lost his mommy, and Leon was that someone.