Chapter 3 of My First Job as a Homo
I hope the character personalities are okay. They arent turning out the way I wanted them to be.
Disclaimer: Maniac Production- Only the plot. The characters arent mine.
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"Shove That Needle Up Your Ass and Die"
Sora looked around with amazement shining in his eyes. Parked outside his house was one of the most biggest, most luxurious looking autobus he had ever seen. Squealing, he ran over to it, hoping to have a better look.
An amused Riku followed him slowly from behind. Never in his life, had he seen another person like Sora. He was one of a kind. Hyperishly cute (personality wise), not so good looking in an adorable way, and shy yet stubborn and crazy at the same time.
Riku was an observer. Parties after parties he would attend on his fathers orders. The people who would attend were all fancy, with men in tuxedos and shiny oil slicked hair. Their wives would wear fancy dresses, always different for every dinner party they were invited to. It was some kind of a rich women code. Wear a outfit once and never be caught dead wearing it twice.
He'd be bored as he would be the only child there and so, he would observe the grown ups thoughtfully.
Riku had refined his observation skills and now, he was talented in reading peoples qualities and personalities.
It came in useful for his own business parties and at the moment, on poor defenseless Sora.
Standing proudly next to the autobus, was his sparkling black limo with a pissed off Sephiroth seated inside.
"Ten minutes Riku, you know I hate tardies." Sephiroth scowled and crossed his arms to emphasize his displeasure.
"Where's the boy?"
Riku nodded over to the slim yet scrawny boy who was jumping up and down, attempting to look through the tall windows of the large vehicle. He smirked. "He dont seem as bad as I thought.. though of course I'd rather have Cloud here instead."
A soft sigh was heard. "Will you shut the fuck up about that idiot blonde. You are becoming more and more insufferable with that obsession of yours."
Glaring, Riku walked off towards the hyper brunette who still, was attempting to jump seven feet high into the air.
"There are things called doors you know. You look like a hyperactive retard right now, who had access to too much sugar."
Sora's eyes widened with curiousity, ignoring the insult that had been carelessly thrown at him. "You mean.. I can go inside? WHEEE YAY!"
The silver haired boy chuckled. He couldnt help it, the boy was just too adorable for his own good.
'Yes.. just quite adorable.. quite delicious.. very very molestable..'
Riku shook his head, ignoring the voice angrily.
He had told himself that he'd hate the Hikari boy no matter what.
He watched as Sora stalked off, his pert ass moving quite sensually despite the baggy pants he wore.
Riku shivered.
'Yep.. definately molestable.'
No.. No! Cloud.. Cloud was molestable.. Cloud and Cloud only! He had high standards and Sora did not meet them. Cloud however, did!
He looked over at Sora once more.
The boy looked back at him and grinned a huge heart-warming grin, all the while waving happily.
Riku closed his eyes and clenched his fists.
'Cloud Cloud Cloud Cloud Cloud.'
"Hey Riku.." The voice was whiny. "The bus driver wont lemme in. He's a big meanie who wont believe me when I say that I'm with you!"
Said boy turned around to see the the brunette's pouty lips and huge sapphire gems he dared to call eyes.
Beautiful eyes..
'Screw Cloud, new target: Found! Mission begins now.'
First, the boy would need a makeover. The glasses werent worn today but he had caught Sora squinting a few times too many. Contacts were first on the list. Secondly, the abomination he called his hair, well, there was too much of it and the wild way it stuck out made him resemble a lion. Yep, he would definately need a haircut and the firm hair structure would probably come in handy to give him a cute look. Lastly, the choice of clothing.
The only thing Riku approved, were the tweety boxers. The other baggy clothing the brunette wore, was just not acceptable. Especially if he was to become Rikus new sex toy. His new.. obsession.
He did have a lot of money. Probably too much to spend in his entire lifetime and with the job he had, he was sure he'd never go poor even if he wanted to. Not that he wanted to but anyway.
Deciding he was just too rich for his own good, Riku finalized the idea of getting Sora a new wardrobe. The best made, all the way from Traverse Town.
"Hellooo? I thought you said we could go inside!" The emerald eyed boy snapped out of his thoughts and was faced with a pouting boy.
"What?" The reply came out snappy, making the smaller boy's eyes become droopy.
Riku sighed. What an infant.
"Hn. Lets get you fixed up, cant have you lookin like a lion for our movie." He said in a softer tone and proceeded in dragging the younger boy into the autobus, snapping at the driver on his way in. Really, the man was a pain in the ass, always attempting to do more than what was asked of him and screwing things over.
"Vincent, Paine! Over here immediately. Our little uke is here and he has a whole lot of fixin up to do. Movie shoots in five, be done in four."
"Hai Riku sama." The retort was said sarcastically in annoyance. "Attempting to look all rich and powerful in front of that new uke of yours? Not workin Riku."
A man dressed in a dark red and black coat appeared. He had blood red eyes that seemed to peirce right through your soul and Sora couldnt help but feel a tad bit nervous. He had long messy black hair and a deep maroon colored bandana was tied in an attempt to keep the bangs from covering his eyes. Mysteriously sexy but what the hell was that thing sticking out of his belt sheath?
Sora's eyes widened. He opened his mouth to gasp.
"Its alright, puppy. He's a professional bodygaurd to protect Riku. Mostly from getting mugged twenty-four seven."
Sora visably relaxed a bit, then trained his eyes on the tall girl. She too, was wearing an attire of black and red leather. Combat boots covered her feet. Her hair was short and stylishly combed and her facial expressions were stoic.
"P-puppy?" Sora pouted.
Paine leaned in, a smirk playing across her lips. "Yeah, puppy. You look like one. You shall answer to that from now on."
"Ok, shut up. There is no time to waste. We are fifteen minutes behind and Seph is gonna piss if we're any more late than we already are. Start Soras makeover now. I want him to have a new wardrobe. You know where to get the money."
Vincent and Paine nodded and got started without protest. Riku had the potential to become pretty scary when he wanted to but the real threat was the fact that he had used the words 'Seph' and 'late' in the same sentence. Now that was a threat.
Seph was Seph and he, was all about work. Work this, work that.. have a single hair out of line and he would fire you without so much as a blink of an eye.
"Alright then, as you wish Yamamoto-sama. Please step out and we shall be done in four hours."
The silver haired man nodded and gave Sora what he thought was a reassuring smile. It intimidated the poor boy instead. "See you in four then."
Sora nodded and turned back to the two tall figures behind him, smiling enthusiastically.
"So, whats we in here for?"
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Riku sat in his own private limo. Private meaning that it was his, and there was no Sephiroth to interupt his thoughts.
He wondered how Sora was doing and after anxiously watching the clock for the seventy third time, (whos counting?) he was dying of suspension. Not that he cared how the smaller boy would turn out, he just needed a pretty face or else the movie would fail to be a success. Thats right, the movie! It was all about the movie.. good ol' movie.
Riku sighed and sipped down a glass of grape juice. Fifteen more minutes he would have to wait and then, off to the movie shoot it was.
"..."
'Oh screw this, just go pick up Sora now.'
Riku nodded and discarded his fine glass cup. He opened the door and stepped out, squinting as his eyes made contact with the late morning sunlight.
He walked towards the autobus which was parked just a few feet away and frowned. Was that a scream he heard? What on earth were they doing to the poor boy! Sure, Vincent was known for torturing his victims, (he had witnessed the sessions every time he was almost mugged.)
Sora hadnt done anything had he? Sora was innocent and was probably the last person in the world who deserved torture.
Curiosity getting the better of him, he sped up his pace untill he reached the large entrance. He glared at the driver who was happily munching on a donut and smiling widely at the three people a few feet behind him.
"Open up, Yakuza! I want in."
The doors opened and Riku stepped in to find a tear stained Sora and two pissed off lanky figures struggling behind him. The bus driver was cackling, finding the whole scene amusing. Having a miserable life must have had left him to enjoy watching others suffer. Riku eyed the gun in Vincents hand.
Poor Sora.
Having your ear peirced for the first time wasnt exactly a joy ride. Especially if one did not like punctures and holes.. and sharp needles. Sora was pretty much crying and sobbing as Paine held him down, choking out jumbled sentences and not really making any sense at all.
"No! No! Lemme go! I dont want a peircing. I dont!" A sniffle here. "I dont want a peircing! Why dont you just take that needle and shove it up your ass!" A sob sob there. "I hate you! I hate you! Die, die, die! I hate- Ouch!"
The brunette blinked and fingered his ear, a heavy sigh escaping his lips. He grinned and looked up. Noticing Riku staring at him, his grin became broader with pride.
"Lookie Riku! A hoop earring. I did it and it wasnt so bad!"
Riku rolled his eyes, snorted, and pointed to a panting man behind him. Sora turned around and his eyes widened as he saw Vincent holding up the peircing gun.
"As much as I'd hate to go through that again, Yamamoto-sama wishes for you to have four more peircings... and after that, a tattoo. The tattoo will have to wait till next time though. We only have time for the peircings. Try not to struggle so much would you?" Vincent sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. He could feel a headache coming on.
The brunette had kept with a good behavior for the first three hours. Then came the peircing gun and the boy was a trembling bundle of nerves, refusing to have a hole shot through him.
Sora whimpered and glared at Riku hatefully.
"I dont want anymore peircings."
Riku glared back at him.
"It wasnt my idea. Sephiroth was in charge of your makeover baka. Go complain to him."
Sora pouted and started to struggle as he felt Paine's arms wrap around him. "No. Let go of me! I dont want any more peircings! One is enough, now let me go." He started to struggle even more and soon, Riku had to join in on holding the poor boy down.
"Waaaaah! I thought you were nice." Sora eyed Riku pathetically. Unfortunately for Riku, Sora's pathetic pleading looks were adorable. He was tempted to actually let the boy have his way.
Sora was screaming now and was making good use of his free hands.
He pinched Riku.
Nevermind that, let the boy suffer.
Twelve minutes later, Sora was sporting a red left ear. Two more earrings had been added to it. His belly button had also been a target and now held a new peircing. As for the boy himself, he was wiping his tears away and held one of the biggest pouts he'd ever sported in his life.
Sora had never agreed to this! What would his mother say if she saw him right now or worse, his father? This was a big no no but he had gone through with it anyway. Argh! Damn those two Yamamotos! Tricking him into this whole movie deal. Something was very fishy about it and he didnt know what.
His pouting level increased.
Riku grumbled and pulled himself off of the ground. The smaller boy was feisty. It had taken two people to keep him down. Two people who were almost twice his size. He sighed, digging into his pockets for a cigarette and frowned when he found them empty.
Growling louder, he looked up and started to walk over to Sora.
The boy was sitting down with his arms around his folded knees, his back turned to Riku. Invisible angry sparks were emitting from the brunette and Riku was one hundred and one percent sure that he was pouting. The insufferable brat.
"Hikari, stand up and let me look you over."
The boy refused, still sulking to himself.
Paine, sensing Riku's temper level rising, walked over to Sora with a candy jar in hand.
"Here you go, puppy. For being so brave, you get a lollipop."
Sapphire eyes finally looked up at the tempting treat that was offered to him. Chirping delightedly, Sora reached for it and after quickly throwing the wrapper away, he stuck it in his mouth happily.
He turned around to face Riku, immediately glaring at him as their eyes met.
Riku breathed in deeply.
The boy was simply beautiful.
He was pleased to see the boy dressed in something that didnt resemble a dirty rag. It wasnt from Traverse Town but it still looked fancy and expensive enough for the boy to wear.
Sora was dressed in a black button up shirt with nothing else on underneath. Tight black leather pants covered his feminine legs and chains adorned it
As for his hair, it was cut and trimmed and wasnt as long as it was before. The spikes stuck out in many different directions, framing his face adorably. It was messy and gave him a nicely romped look.
Riku also noticed his eyes.. which were wider than ever. No more squinting.
Just a small touch of black eyeliner was added as well, making them seem darker.
"Oh, cant forget this.."
Riku turned around to see Vincent smirking as he carried what look like a dog collar towards Sora.
The brunette didnt protest as the older man put the spiky collar around him.
"Dont you think its a bit hot out to wear black? Nobody wears black here on Destiny Islands. You'll die from heat stroke!"
Riku who had been continuously watching Sora, snapped out of his daze. "We'll be driving to the movie shoot.. nobody will die of a heat stroke. You wont be wearing that for long anyway."
Sora looked at the blonde who was eyeing him hungrily. He was confused.
"Why wouldnt I be we-"
"Yakuza, go get my limo, we are to go to the movie shoot immediately."
Riku grabbed Sora, sliding his arm around the smaller boys waist and led him towards the exit.
Sora didnt protest and turning around, he gave the peircing gun one last glare before following Riku out the door.
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Chapter 3 Fin. To be continued.
Sora is sickeningly cute. Riku is a snob and I dont like him. Do you like my version of their personalities?
-Maniac