The final instalment of Hey There Riku! Fortunately (or unfortunately, depends whether ur enjoying this. If not, why are you still here?) TragedyUnfolding and I have a great surprise for you! We hven't got a title yet but we have a BRILLIANT story and I can't wait to write it but just be comforted that this isn't the last you've seen of teh Hey There! series.

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Epilogue – 5 years later.

Riku opened the front door of their new house. Okay, it wasn't new, they'd been living in is for five years but it still looked new. He dropped his keys on the table by the door and hung up his coat, his briefcase falling by his shoes as he shut the door. He pulled off his suit jacket and hung that over a chair as he entered the living room.

The room was tastefully decorated with cream walls, white ceiling, blue carpets, pastel blue sofas and a coffee table stood center of the room surrounded by the Sofas which faced towards each other and the TV. Riku frowned, no one was there. He went into the dining room but it was just as empty, its expensive long dining table that often suffered around fifteen guests was sparkling clean, the glass and silverware all put away in the display case Sora had insisted on buying. He folded his arms then pulled at his tie, loosening the restricting knot and unbuttoning his top button.

He made his way into the kitchen to see something he'd only ever fantasized about. Sora stood in the kitchen, busy with making dinner but still wearing a dress. But not just any dress. This dress came up to mid-thigh and was red. It had red lace around the hem, a laced up corset with white ribbons that formed a bow at the bottom but ere so long they fell past the end of the dress to Sora's knees. It had poofy sleeves that hung below Sora's shoulders and gave ample view of his neck. Riku nearly fainted right there and then, but he'd refused to ever let that happened again. Axel still never let him forget the time he'd fainted when he'd first seen Soku.

Creeping up behind Sora, Riku firmly pulled the surprised burnet tight against him, his arousal rubbing through the material of their clothing and at Sora's backside.

"How come you refuse to wear the dress for me, but wear it to prance around the house when I'm at work?" Riku asked, nipping Sora's ear, his tone low and almost a growl that he knew made Sora's knees weak, he could feel them shaking already.

Sora moaned, "Heh, f-for your i-inf-formation… I a-am p-playing a g-game with S-Soku." Sora hated it when Riku made his head spin so much he could barely talk.

Riku snorted and then moved down from Sora's earlobe to his neck, nipping and sucking lightly as Sora arched his back, pressing against Riku as much as he could, his moans increasing with every nip until Riku turned him round to face him, pressing their bodies together again, their arousal's rubbing delightful as Riku's hands fondled Sora's bum cheeks, teasingly pressing between them but refusing to do anything more than kiss him just yet.

Pulling back a little Riku asked, "So where is our little monster?"

Sora heaved breaths, "Roxas was a-around earlier… he t-took him round to N-Nami's to s-see if Narxia and Ami want to come round and play with him."

Riku gave a fair nod, "When did they leave?"

"A few minutes ago, why?"

Riku's lips formed an evil grin, "Cos Namine and Marluxia's house is a good half an hour away on foot, and now I have you all at my mercy for a whole half hour."

Sora grinned, "I'm playing the princess, Riku, what are you? Shining Hero or Evil Villain?" He gave Riku his best vulnerable face as Riku thought.

He grinned, "Oh, Shining Hero always… but right now? Right now I'm in more of an Evil villain mood…" He pulled Sora's legs out from under him and carried the squirming bundle into the dining room, pinning him to the table and firmly holding him down as he straddled the smaller man.

"Riku! This is the dining room table!" Sora hissed as if someone would hear them, "People are going to be eating off it in about an hour!" Riku ignored him, pulled off his tie and tied Sora's wrists together. Sora sighed, "You love tying me up, don't you?"

"Just be glad Xemnas and Saix never thought of it because if they had I would have been powerless to do anything but fuck you." Riku said with an evil smirk. Sora blushed furiously. Riku ground against the smaller man, there erections rubbing again making both moan as Sora arched into it, throwing his head back and crying out, "I must say, I love this dress." Riku teased breathlessly, tugging on the corset, laced with ribbons, and putting one in his mouth to suck on.

Sora began to whine, "You put me on the freakin' table and now all you're going to do is chew on my ribbons? Ugh, I have a dinner to cook so shoo!"

The brunet made to move but Riku grabbed his still bound wrists and held him firmly in place as his other hand began to snake its way over a bent leg, "You…" The fingers moving like a spider almost as Riku's hand crept up Sora's thigh, "…aren't…" The hand slipped under the hem of the dress, "…going…" slipping his hand to rest only beside Sora's cock he began to rub slowly until Sora was crying out again, "…anywhere." Riku kept rubbing while his other hand unlaced the corset which was no mean feat but Sora was already not focused so it didn't matter.

Sora's hands gripped Riku's shoulders tightly, knuckles white as he arched into Riku's touch, the tie around his wrists chaffing slightly as he gripped harder. The corset became undone and Riku pushed it open, the sleeves as far down Sora's arms as it could go without coming off. Stopping his motions on Sora's crotch, Riku slid off his shirt and threw it across the room satisfyingly; he hated that shirt.

"R-Riku! Unt-tie me!" Sora pleaded as Riku made to attack him again.

The silveret pondered for a moment, "Why…" He placed his knee on Sora's crotch gently and pressed firmly against it, "…would I do that?"

"AH!" Sora's moan reverberated off the walls, "P-Please!"

"Oh alright, since you asked so nicely." Riku removed the tie and threw it as far away as he could where it landed next to the oh-so equally hated shirt.

Sora flexed his freed hands as Riku bent over again, catching Sora's lips off guard and slipping his tongue into the open mouth, pressing around all that he had claimed his when he said 'I do' and battled with Sora as the brunet fought to get into Riku's mouth. Moving away from Sora's mouth he kissed down the younger man's neck, nipping lightly so as not to leave marks but oh how he wanted to, to bite and suck until it was made clear Sora was his. Riku slipped two fingers into Sora's mouth, without even asked Sora was already sucking on them, moans vibrating threw the digits to make Riku throw back his head and groan to the ceiling at the sensation.

Spreading Sora's legs as wide as the table would allow so his ankles were hanging over the edge, Riku sadly withdrew his fingers from the delightful mouth that hung open panting for air as the silveret's fingers disappeared from view, edging beneath the dress and pressing towards the tight ring of muscles that ached for his touch. Sora could feel the digits pushing over him and practically impaled himself but Riku held him down, refusing to rush things, Sora glanced at the clock and practically fainted at the minute hand's position.

"R-Riku…!" Sora exclaimed, trying to convey the urgency in his tone just as Riku decided to isnert one finger.

Throwing back his head he cried out in pleasure, the urgency fading for a second then returning full force, "R-Riku! T-time!"

"Hush, little one. I know…" Riku watched as Sora shuddered with pleasure, shamelessly riding his finger until he was sure the smaller man would break his index finger. Inserting his finger and scissoring them swiftly, pressing up to the spot he knew made Sora see stars had Sora stopping and freezing as Riku stretched him thoroughly.

The clock! Sora found himself under a spell, unable to remove his eyes from its glassy face, the onyx hands, curled so intricately and pointed so definitely at each number and notch between them, Sora couldn't help the whimper that escaped him as the hand clicked again, running ever out of time. Riku glanced at the look of pure fear and desperation on Sora's face and took pity on him. Unbuttoning his suit trousers he pulled his fingers out of Sora and impaled him with one swift movement.

Sora almost snapped in half as he felt himself being entered by something so much bigger than fingers, his body sitting upright and practically across his own stomach as he reached for Riku with his lips, striving to reach when he didn't need to as Riku descended upon him, capturing his lips like a forbidden fruit and sucking until Sora could no longer breathe.

Falling back onto the table, sweat sheening his exposed body as Riku began to thrust in and out, pounding like he couldn't get enough, each time hitting Sora's prostate dead on and causing the smaller man to arch off the table, screaming Riku's name as his throbbing member was taken in Riku's hand. Pumped so hard and fast, in rhythm with each thrust Sora became more unfocused, the fire coursing through his veins like burning ice, he couldn't think until everything became a ice white blank and he released.

He covered Riku's hand and their stomachs with white, liquid fire, burning yet perfect and just as Sora felt the perfection ebbing he felt the epiphany of completion as Riku filled him and the fire that let Sora know exactly how much Riku loved him in a way words couldn't.

Pulling out and carefully falling next to Sora but so he was still on the seriously messy Dining Table, he grinned at the panting brunet, "Still miss the claws." Sora giggled breathlessly and Riku kissed him softly on his swollen lips and licked his ear playfully.

Sora suddenly looked at the clock, "Odd, Roxas and Namine should have been back with the kids by now…"

"Oh, we have been back about five minutes. Short time, granted, but in that time I have seen more of both of you than I had ever wanted to." Namine's scathingly reprimanding voice hissed from the dining room doorway.

Sora couldn't have blushed a deeper shade of red; Riku fell from the table, his trousers around his knees and restricting all movement as he collapsed into a mass of sweaty, silver-haired Riku that suddenly began to laugh. Sora and Namine stared at him as though he were insane, Sora also seizing the distraction to cover himself.

"And what, pray tell, is so amusing about being caught having sex on a dining room table I shall henceforth refuse to eat off and nearly mentally scarring your son and my twins?" Her voice was edgy calm… Riku knew he was in deep shit but couldn't stop laughing.

Riku stood up and leant against he table, ignoring his exposure as he faced her, "You." He pointed at her, "Watched me, "He pointed to himself, "Fuck him!" He pointed at Sora and then began to giggle again.

Namine stared at him incredulously before sighing and turning to leave the room, "Don't giggle Riku, it's most unbecoming of a man of twenty-four." She turned, half out the door, "And cover yourself before you even think of leaving this room!"

Just as she left and Riku had zipped up his trousers, before the door had even shut, a blur of silver and tanned skin sprinted into the room and launched itself into Riku's surprised arms.

"S-Soku!" Riku cried out as the bundle of energy, so much like his Papa, landed on him.

"Daddy!" The delighted child squealed, clinging so tightly, his hands wrapped so tightly in the fine hair on Riku's arms and the little nails digging into skin seeing as Riku wasn't exactly the hairiest of people.

Sora watched with mild amusement as tears sprang to Riku's eyes, the child so beautifully naive and unaware as it clawed its way further into his father's hold. Riku gritted his teeth and lifted the child so he was supported on his hip and it was no longer necessary for the infant to cling to his skin. He softened immediately as Soku's small arms wrapped around his neck and nuzzled lovingly against his neck.

"Wauntie Nwami wouldn't let mwe in when we gwot bwack." The innocent bundle that both Sora and Riku adored like a God mumbled against his daddy's neck. "She swaid you were swo bwusy you cwouldn't swee mwe…" Soku began to sniffle.

Sitting on the table beside Sora's no covered body Riku cradled the infant between them as Sora pressed a loving kiss to the silver-haired child's forehead. Riku pressed his nose gently in a chiding yet doting way, "We were very busy, but now we aren't and we are yours again, okay?" Riku asked Soku.

"Bwut… why wouldn't you want two swee mwe?" Soku asked, so afraid of the answer that his voice was barely audible.

Sora turned Soku's face to see his and gave him a firm smile, "We will never, ever, not want to see you. We were just doing some things you needn't know about until you're a lot older, okay, sweetie?"

Soku nodded and seemed to brighten at the conviction, "Okay, Papa!" Soku curled into a small ball, placed exactly between his parents and so content to stay that way.

Riku grinned at Sora and mouthed, 'you are so the mother' which earned him a sharp smack. Refusing to look at Riku anymore, Sora gathered the child into his arms and softly shook the already dozing infant, "You can't sleep yet, you wanted Narxia and Ami to come round so they did, you can't sleep when you have guests, that's rude."

Soku opened his eyes blearily, rubbing them and nodding automatically at whatever his Papa said. He looked up at Sora and smiled contently, "Papa? Daddy?"

Riku and Sora immediately turned their attention to their only son, "Yes, Soku?"

Soku's smile widened, "I love you."

Sora smiled softly back and looked up at Riku who was smiling down at them. "We love you too, Soku. So very much."

WMAHAHAHAHAAHA!!! Lol, hope you liked it. Lemony lemon, no? Couldn't end it without one. Love you all, please review and tell me your favourite parts and await the triumphant return on your favourite characters and a grown up Soku (15), shouldn't take too long! give us a week for the prolouge!! tragedy will now kill me for that promise!