It's that time of week again!! Here is the nineteenth chapter, and FINALLY we get some timeskip!!
More about Aerith's pregnany, I didn't go into much detail really when she and Zack revealed it so I thought I would talk about it a bit more :)
Warning: This chapter contains RIMMING. If you don't like that, or are too young to know what it is, PLEASE DON'T READ IT. I don't want to get flamed for it. I will mark the section containing it with lots of xxxxxxxxxxxxxx so you can just skip over it if you don't want to read it.
This chapter was fuelled entirely by chocolate spread sandwiches and peach ice tea. Bow down to the ice tea, I command thee.

The song this chapter is 'Pieces' by Red. Listen to it, it's a fucking gorgeous song.

Disclaimer: You should already know this by now, but I don't own.

Kiss and I Will Surrender

Nineteen

Pieces

He never thought he would feel so sad to leave something. As Roxas hugged Sora's mom goodbye on the train platform, the locomotive behind him waiting to bear him and his boyfriend back to Midgar and back to real life, he knew that Mrs Leonhart wasn't the only one crying. He could see the island in the distance, framed against the morning horizon, and it seemed to be calling him, begging him not to leave. It was as though the memories he and Sora had created there would dissolve forever as soon as he left the Destiny Islands.

"Don't you ever forget me!" Sora's mom bawled into his shoulder, and he patted her awkwardly on the back whilst Sora rolled his eyes and shifted his weight on his feet.

"Mom, it's not like you'll never see us again. We are coming back, you know."

Mrs Leonhart only cried harder. "But I'm going to MISS you both so much!!" Roxas's shirt was starting to get wet now. He sent Sora a pleading look.

"Okay, emotional time is officially over," Sora called loudly, and pulled his mother off of Roxas only to envelope her in a hug of his own. Roxas straightened his (now very damp) shirt and decided to load the bags onto the train to give Sora a few minutes with his mother.

He picked up the two large rucksacks and mooched into the train. He found the carriage to be empty apart from one old guy at the other end who was asleep. He picked a booth and stored their bags in the overhead compartment, and glanced out of the window to see that Sora was wiping his mom's tears away with his thumbs and talking encouragingly to her. She clutched at his forearms, her lip trembling. It was one of the few times in the past five years that Roxas had missed his own mother.

He flopped down in one of the seats. The train wasn't due to leave for another five minutes. He found himself thinking back to the night before, when Sora had made his rather blunt confession.

Nothing had happened. Literally. Roxas had stared at the brunette for a good ten minutes with an expression that held a vortex of emotions, ranging from perturbed, to happy, to freaked out. In the end, Sora had just kissed him.

"You don't have to answer," he had murmured against Roxas's lips. "I was just telling you the truth. It's cool if you don't feel the same way." And then he had kissed Roxas so hard that the blonde had completely forgotten what he had been so dumbstruck about. For the entirety of about twenty minutes.

Nothing more was mentioned on the subject, and Roxas was grateful for Sora's patience. He didn't know how to react. While he was fairly sure that Sora's feelings were not unrequited, he was nowhere near emotionally prepared to admit it to himself. He had known Sora for all of a week, for god's sake. He had the band to worry about, not to mention that Seifer was still lurking about and could choose to make his move at any time. He was not in an ideal situation to fall in love for the first time.

Some people may have asked what was such a big deal, falling in love. It was just a logical step forward in the relationship. But Roxas had never experienced love before, apart from the brotherly love from Cloud and Zack. If he admitted to himself that he loved Sora, after knowing the boy for such a short amount of time, it would feel like all his walls that he had carefully built up over the years had come crashing down. And that scared him. He didn't know how he would cope with it. It would certainly disrupt his life, that much was certain.

But at the same time, the notion felt so inconceivably natural. He and Sora slotted together (in more ways than one) like long lost jigsaw pieces that had been searching for each other for a very long time. Their personalities complimented each other and together, they had enough combined strength to overcome any obstacle. He could practically see the red thread now as he watched his boyfriend chat to his mother, stretching from Roxas's pinkie, through the train window, and wrapping around Sora's own finger.

It was too much of a mindfuck. He had spent so long being practically emotionally retarded that this sudden onslaught of feelings was too much for him to cope with. Five years of detaching yourself emotionally from everything did that to you. It had been necessary at the time; he would never have been able to cope if he had let his emotions get in the way of his old profession, and he doubted he would have lasted more than five minutes in the Yakuza if he hadn't locked all his feelings up in a box at the back of his mind.

In a way, Sora was his Pandora. He had opened the box, and let all the emotions out into the world. The good ones and the bad ones. He was feeling hatred and anger for Seifer along with his lust and anticipation for Sora. It was more than frightening, it was enough to make him want to lock himself in his bleak white apartment and never go outside again.

And in the same fashion as the original Pandora's Box, there was still one feeling left in there, waiting for the opportune moment. Sora could help to let that last one out, but at the end of the day, Roxas alone was responsible for that feeling. It was, of course, love.

He was so caught up in his thoughts that he started when he felt a weight flop down in the seat next to him. He jumped and looked at Sora with surprise. His boyfriend was looking at him. Just looking. His arms were folded behind his head as he leaned back in the garish purple seat, and his cobalt eyes were watching him intensely. He was grinning widely, as was usually the case. But the look in his eyes was what caught Roxas. It was telling him that everything was alright. That he didn't have to think so hard.

In that instant, he knew what Sora was trying to say, even if he wasn't consciously thinking it. Roxas shouldn't think about his feelings. He should just do what you're supposed to do with feelings – feel them. Love would come with time. Even if he had the capacity to love Sora right now, he didn't have to do it until he was ready. And Sora didn't mind waiting.

Roxas returned the smile softly, and leaned forward to capture Sora's lips in a gentle kiss. Sora's arm came around his shoulders and pulled him closer, and the brunette kissed him back passionately, letting all his emotions pour into the kiss. And Roxas didn't pull away when he felt them. Instead, he let them wash over him, let them seep into his pores, his gums, his bones and muscles. He let them infuse with the oxygen he was breathing so that they could circulate in his bloodstream. It felt good. It felt right.

It felt like home.

Time passed. Whilst the first week had felt like a blissful eternity, the following months flew by so quickly that neither boy was sure where one day ended and another began. They were swept up in each other and in the stream of daily life. Sora continued with his studies, and once Roxas's bruises had faded and his bones had mended, he returned to his modelling agency to secure funds whilst the band was sorting out a record deal.

They saw each other almost every day. The aching chasm between them was too overwhelming if they did not see each other for a long period of time. Sometimes it was inevitable that they wouldn't see each other for days at a time – they both had their own lives to lead, after all- and those days alone were torture. But it was all worth it the next time they saw each other, and were able to envelop themselves in their lover's arms.

Gradually, Roxas came to accept that he was no longer emotionally void, and that he would have to face his own mind sooner or later. But like he had decided, he just let everything happen, let it take its natural course. He didn't try to fight the inevitable. And it didn't hurt as much as he thought it would.

The story restarts four months after Roxas and Sora met each other. It was a Sunday. As was normal of Sundays, the two were together, at Seventh Heaven with the rest of the band. Reizones had just finished a recording session for a demo CD that they were preparing for the agent who had shown the most interest at their concert. If they impressed him with their new material, they could be in with a shot at the big time.

The band, Sora, Kairi, Tifa and Aerith were sat in the lounge area of the bar, sipping coffee and chatting about their week. It was relaxingly normal. Sora and Roxas were cuddled up on one sofa, Roxas leaning his head on his boyfriend's shoulder and soaking up Sora's infectious warmth. Their friends hadn't even batted an eyelid at their relationship when they had finally revealed it a couple weeks after its fruition. "We kind of guessed anyway," Zack had said flippantly. And that was all that was said on the subject. Of course, there had been congratulations, but Sora and Roxas were quite grateful for the low key reaction.

Zack and Aerith were on a large couch with Cloud and Tifa. Aerith's tummy was swelling at a rate that was almost visible to the naked eye. Zack went to every doctor's appointment with her religiously, and pampered her beyond all reason. He had moved into her apartment with her so that he could help her in the mornings, when she felt particularly tired. And the week before, he had surprised everyone by getting down on one knee and proposing to his girlfriend of four years. Of course, Aerith had accepted, and now wore a beautiful jade engagement ring on her left hand that matched her shamrock eyes.

Cloud and Tifa's relationship had barely progressed in comparison, something which was becoming increasingly annoying for the friendship group. Granted, they had managed to advance to being able to share the same couch as each other without fainting, but they were still firmly in denial that the other would ever life them back. Even now, when they sat practically arm to arm, they kept stealing wistful glances at each other when they thought nobody was looking.

Kairi had told Sora and Roxas the day before that if Cloud and Tifa didn't sort themselves out in the next week, she was going to feed them both aphrodisiacs and shove them in a closet until they did the dirty. Sora thought it was a brilliant idea. Roxas didn't want any part in getting his brother laid and had firmly plugged his ears whilst Sora and Kairi had discussed the details, even going so far as to look up the best libido boosters on the internet. On Roxas's computer no less.

Kairi and Riku took up the final couch, sitting close but not smothering each other. They had finally gotten past the puppy love stage, and were not so public with their adoration for each other anymore.

There had been a period of time a few months back when they had almost broken up though. Kairi had little ambition to find a better job and progress in her career, and it was beyond irritating for Riku, especially as he had to listen to her whine about how much she hated her office job every day. There had been a series of particularly violent arguments. One had even resulted in Kairi sleeping over at Sora and Tidus's flat for a week, after Riku had accidentally shoved her against a wall in his rage. Riku had been so overcome with guilt that he had literally begged her for forgiveness, and had taken her to spa treatments and pampering sessions for a long time afterwards. The arguments had ceased after that instance and all seemed to be well with the couple again. The only difference was that they gave each other more space and didn't live in each other's pockets. It seemed to be working out.

"Hey guys," Zack said to the group, his usual puppy grin pasted on his face. "Guess what?"

Roxas rolled his eyes. Zack came out with a 'guess what' every single week, and it was always the latest update on Aerith's pregnancy. "You found out the sex of the baby at last?" he asked, not really expecting that to be the answer but he didn't know enough about pregnancy to hazard at any other possibility.

Zack's smile faltered momentarily. "How did you know?!" he whined, his lower lip sticking out in a ridiculously overdone pout. He looked at Aerith. "Did you tell him?!"

Aerith held up her hands in front of her. "I haven't told anybody except your sister," she said defensively, nodding in the direction of Tifa, who grinned in an annoying 'I know something you don't know' way. "Roxas just guessed lucky."

This seemed to be enough for Zack because the pout vanished instantaneously. "Oh, well, you're right Roxas!"

"So what is it?" Kairi asked. Riku was twirling a lock of her hair around his finger and she seemed to be enjoying it as her eyes had slid down to half mast. "I'm getting sick of calling your baby 'it' all the time. It makes it seem like your kid is an object."

"Guess," Zack said, his eyes narrowed in challenge.

"Why?" Sora mumbled into Roxas's hair where he was kissing his boyfriend's scalp. "There's a fifty-fifty chance, what's the point?"

"Just guess and humour him, please," Aerith said with exasperation. "He's like a kid, he won't let up until you guess."

"I'm just giving you some practice baby," Zack said with a wink and kiss to her lips.

"I think it's a boy," Cloud piped up, surprising them all. Usually when he was in close proximity of Tifa he lost the power of speech, but today he seemed to have control over his vocal chords. Even if his voice was several octaves higher, but it was a start.

"Wrong!" Zack chimed, and Cloud rolled his eyes.

"It's a girl?!" Kairi squealed, and Tifa and Aerith nodded, sharing Kairi's ecstatic smile. "Oh my gosh, that's so cute! We can totally design her nursery decor together!"

"Have you thought of any names?" Riku asked. He had pulled Kairi a little closer to him and pressed a kiss to her cheek. She leaned into his touch happily, a dreamy look coming over her face. All the talk about babies had turned Kairi broody in the past few months, and she came over all dazed in her own family fantasies every time talk turned to Aerith and Zack's child.

"Zack has a few," Tifa said, grinning over at her brother who had produced a notebook from his leather jacket. He had filled every page with names.

"Looks like that's an understatement," Roxas scoffed. Zack pouted again.

"I can't decide!!" he whined. "They're all so good!"

"Aerith, what name do you like best at the moment?" Kairi asked, knowing that Aerith wouldn't have been so greedy with name choices.

Aerith narrowed her eyes a little as she thought for a moment. "I really like the name Megumi. It means Goddess in Japanese, and after all, she is my little goddess." She rubbed her hand over her tummy affectionately and Zack's hand joined hers. He kissed her lips, smiling.

"You always have the best ideas, my love," he said softly, causing Kairi to go all gooey and sentimental and for most of the boys to roll their eyes.

They chatted well into the evening, as was the group's habit now on Sundays. Eventually though, Sora extracted himself from Roxas's arms and stood up, stretching. "I would love to stay longer, but I have a painting due in next Friday and I should really go and work on it," he said reluctantly.

"I'll take you home," Roxas said, standing up as well.

"You don't have to, I can take the bus," Sora protested, but Roxas silenced him with a swift kiss to the lips.

"You don't have a choice," he said authoritatively against Sora's mouth, so quiet that only Sora could hear. Though there had been confusion at the beginning of their relationship over control, it had become clear that Roxas was the more dominant of the two. Sora submitted to his will usually without question. This didn't change their bedroom situation though – they still took it in turns to top and bottom, finding that they like both positions.

They said their goodbyes and walked out to Roxas's car. The snow that had set the scene a few months ago had melted long ago, and the evenings were now light until late. The plum blossoms were just emerging. Summer was nearly upon them. The atmosphere in the air was reminiscent of their visit to Destiny Islands, and they revelled in the nostalgia of their awkward start to their relationship, and the monumental occurrences that had happened when they visited Sora's family. They hadn't been back since, but had agreed that once Sora's uni broke up for the summer holidays, they would go down for a couple of weeks.

Sora had actually received a written apology from his father several weeks after that life-changing visit. Roxas hadn't read it himself, but he knew that the general gist of the letter was that Sora's father admitted he had been a total dickhead and had given his blessing for their relationship. Sora had been particularly vigorous with the sex that evening. Perhaps the knowledge that he no longer had any reason to feel guilty about their relationship was the reason. In any case, Roxas had been very grateful to Sora's dad for being so considerate.

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The drive back was uneventful, though by habit Roxas always looked in the rear-view mirror for suspicious cars ever since he had been attacked by Seifer's lackeys. Sora had nattered about how much work his professors were giving him, and Roxas had 'mmmed' in the right places as he listened.

Roxas pulled up to the curb outside Sora's flat and kissed his boyfriend softly, reluctant to say goodbye. Apparently, Sora was too, because he said "Do you want to come up? Tidus is over at Yuna's tonight."

Roxas didn't need telling twice. He found a free parking spot and was out of the car so quickly that Sora had to rub his eyes. Sora never got a chance to work on his painting when they got into the flat. Roxas shoved him up against the door as soon as Sora had closed it and proceeded to try and kiss every part of Sora's torso that was made available to him as he divested his boyfriend of unnecessary clothing. Despite having been together for four months now, their sexual appetite for each other was still raging, and they were becoming more and more adventurous, experimenting with things they would never have dreamed have doing before they met each other.

Roxas got Sora naked as quickly as possible and directed the brunette to the couch, pushing him onto it roughly and ordering him to kneel on all fours facing away from him. He dropped to his knees, and kissed Sora's toned ass cheeks, making his boyfriend shudder with anticipation.

"What do you want, Sora?" he murmured as he kissed across the smooth skin up to the small of Sora's back, running his fingers up and down the brunette's thighs and deliberately not touching any sensitive areas. Sora looked back over his shoulder, biting his lip and giving Roxas a desperate look. Roxas sank his teeth into the top of Sora's ass, making him yelp.

"How many times do I have to tell you about the lip thing, Sora?" he growled, cracking his hand on one tense ass cheek and eliciting a delicious whimpering gasp from the boy. Every time Roxas topped, he was insistent that Sora never repressed his moans unless the situation called for it (for instance, in public places where they could get caught). Unfortunately for Sora, he never seemed to learn that holding back got him punished, but then again, Roxas was starting to think the brunette liked being told off and disciplined a little and did it on purpose.

"Tell me what you want," Roxas repeated again, growling it out now as he pressed kisses to each vertebrae of Sora's spine while his fingers worked on undoing his own jeans. Sora mewled impatiently.

"You know what I want, Roxas! Just do something, please!!"

Roxas chuckled. "Someone's feisty this evening." He leaned over Sora's prone form (which was a little less muscled than it had been when they first met because Sora simply didn't have the time to work out any more) and pressed his lips to the boy's lips. "But I wouldn't have you any other way," he purred.

He kissed his way back down Sora's back before positioning himself in front of Sora's wiggling ass once more. "Hmm..." he said thoughtfully, trailing one finger teasingly down the gap between Sora's cheeks, making the boy gasp when he pressed it flat against his waiting opening, before letting it continue further down to press Sora's perineum, something he had found that his boyfriend loved. Sora bucked against his hand and moaned unrestrainedly.

"Roxas, don't tease me!" he gasped, his cheeks flushed and his body quivering with excitement.

Roxas didn't need wait to be told twice. He leaned forwards and pressed a kiss to Sora's twitching opening, grinning when it got him another loud moan. Grabbing Sora's ass with both hands, he spread the boy's cheeks, revealing Sora's most private place to him and displaying it in a lewd manner that caused both their aching members to twitch with longing.

"What are you – AHHH!" Sora groaned loudly and dropped his head, resting his forehead on the back of the sofa as Roxas swiped his tongue over his opening before forcing it through the tight ring of muscles. They didn't do this often, as they had only started experimenting with rimming a few weeks ago, but when they did the recipient always came within minutes. Roxas's tongue was strong and quite long and it felt amazing as it slid back and forth in his ass. Gradually, Sora began to relax, letting Roxas lubricate his inner walls with his saliva. The blonde alternated between tongue-fucking him and sucking on the sensitive skin around the opening harshly, until Sora was literally crying from the sensations. The skin was turning a nice shade of purple under Roxas's ministrations and it was getting extremely sensitive.

As soon as Roxas reached around and began to pump on Sora's leaking erection, the brunette came. He groaned hoarsely as he spilt his seed all over Roxas's hand, his limbs trembling with the effort to hold him up. Roxas grinned as he observed the mess Sora had made on his hand.

"You came a lot, baby," he murmured, pressing one last kiss the sensitive orifice before holding his dripping hand over it, letting the cum drizzle into Sora's crack. Without warning, he pushed two fingers into the already slightly stretched entrance, scissoring and probing, stroking the velvet inner walls and grinning as Sora's moans started up again, in a near constant stream. Sora really enjoyed bottoming, and his ass was particularly sensitive it seemed, or maybe Roxas was just really good at finding the right spots to stimulate, because Sora's cock was already twitching back to life, ready for another whirlwind round of pleasure.

"Roxas, hurry up and fuck me already," Sora gasped, his knuckles white as he clenched down on the sofa back. "I can't take it anymore!"

Roxas slipped a third finger in, ignoring his boyfriend's pleas and looking around the room as if distracted, knowing Sora was watching him. He heard Sora's growl of frustration and smirked. He loved to get the brunette worked up, it made him even feistier once Roxas finally relented to his pleas.

He didn't torture for Sora long this time, although he had once teased him for over an hour when he handcuffed Sora to his bed. Sora had come the instant Roxas had finally thrust into him. This time however, he only played around for a few minutes, until he found that he couldn't take the waiting any more than Sora. His cock hadn't been touched once yet, and was painfully hard.

Removing his fingers, he pulled Sora off the couch and pushed him against the door to the apartment, pressing the brunette's face into the wood when he put one hand on the back of Sora's neck. He guided Sora into a bent over position and then lined his cock up with Sora's entrance, sinking in with one smooth thrust. They both groaned raggedly as Roxas slid in to the hilt and then rotated his hips.

"Oh my god..." Sora whimpered, his hands clenched into fists as they supported him against the door. Roxas moved his hand from the nape of Sora's neck to fist in the brunette's hair. He couldn't help it. Every time they fucked, he had to grab Sora's hair. It was a need rather than just a habit. Pulling roughly on the chocolate strands, he grinded his hips into Sora's ass while his other hand raked red lines down the toned bronzed back laid bare before him.

"Please," Sora sobbed, gasping at the intense sensations shooting up his spine. It felt amazing, but if Roxas didn't move soon it would be too much stimulation.

Roxas heard the plea, and answered. He began to thrust in and out of Sora's trembling body powerfully, not bothering to build up the pace but rather going at it full force straight away. The volume of Sora's moans increased dramatically as Roxas pounded into him almost viciously, and the smack of skin on skin echoed throughout the cramped apartment. Roxas reached around and began to pump forcefully on Sora's dick.

"You like that?" he growled when Sora let out a particularly vulgar moan that was more like a lewd grunt. When Sora responded by thrusting his hips back to match Roxas's movements, the blonde leaned down and sank his teeth into Sora's shoulder. Sora came as soon as the unusually sharp incisors pierced his skin and he hollered so loud that Roxas was sure the neighbours could hear them. He gave a few more jerking thrusts, but Sora was clenching deliciously around his dick now, and with a final groan, he came inside the brunette, marking his territory that was his forever more.

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Hours later, they lay in Sora's cosy double bed, facing each other with their fingers entwined. Sora's laptop was playing the mix tape Roxas had given him for his birthday. It was Sora's favourite music to listen to when they cuddled.

"It just gets better every time we do it," Sora sighed happily, snuggling close to nuzzle into Roxas's shoulder. Roxas chuckled and returned the gesture, pressing a kiss to the spot just under Sora's ear.

"I don't think I'll ever get tired of it myself," he murmured. He could stay like this for all eternity.

They lay there, listening to the music and lazily exploring each other's bodies with their fingers. After a while, Sora's soft snoring joined the music and his fingers stilled on Roxas's hip.

Roxas smiled affectionately and kissed his boyfriend's temple before extracting himself from the tangle of limbs and turning off the computer. He got back into bed and rolled Sora over gently, careful not wake him, before snuggling into his back and spooning the tanned body.

Yeah, he could do this forever as well.

I'll tell him I love him tomorrow, he thought as he kissed the top of Sora's spine. Maybe I should wear a suit of armour though. He'll tackle me for sure.

It was the first time he had said the 'l' word to himself. And strangely, he wasn't scared by it now. It felt right. It was about time that Sora's feelings were returned. The brunette told him every day that he loved Roxas, without expecting anything in return. Well, Sora was going to finally get what he deserved. He had earned it.

"I love you," Roxas whispered to the sleeping boy in his arms. "Gods, I fucking love you."

DAWWWWW they're so cute. But unfortunately, this is an angst story, so it's not going to be happy sappy forever. Enjoy the fluff while you can my dearies.
Okay, I hate to rant, especially after all the lovely reviews you guys give me, but PLEASE can people stop with the two word reviews that just say 'update soon'. If you actually read my A/N's, you will know that I update weekly without fail, but really, its up to ME how fast I update. I want reviews that comment on my writing, not demands to update. Because the more of those reviews I get, the less inclined I feel to oblige. Sorry to rant, I know I sound like one of those prissy authors who think they're so amazing that they can whine about everything, but SERIOUSLY PEOPLE. I lead a very hectic lifestyle and find it hard enough to update every week as it is without you all demanding that I update LIEK AS SOON AS PHYSICALLY POSSIBLE OR I WILL BURN BITS OF YOU AND KILL YOU IN YOUR SLEEP.
Yeah, death threats and dismemberment aren't cool either guys -.-

End rant xD