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Chapter 8: Misery

Warning: Contains rape.

Riku felt soft lips press against his. He smelled Sora's sweet scent, making his head light. And although his heart quickened, he made sure that Sora wouldn't be able to tell he was awake; he couldn't understand why he would do this. After all, he was the one who had a crush on Sora. And he had had a girlfriend. What had happened to that? Riku decided this must be his way of dealing with the pain, however strange it was. And he wouldn't confront him about it. Riku was sure that this would soon pass.

But a week later, nothing had changed. Sora had kissed him every night- and Riku hadn't done anything to let Sora know that he was awake. Although, every night Sora got out of bed and kissed Riku, it became harder and harder for him to stop from deepening the kiss, or reaching out and touching the boy. Every time Sora came near him, the sweet scent of the boy nearly drove Riku crazy. The tension of need filled Riku's stomach at the thought.

It was unfortunate that Riku was pondering this during training. Cloud easily scored his third point, ending the bout. Leon, being the referee, walked over to Riku and asked if he was alright. It was unusual for this to happen. Usually he could effortlessly win. Then again, usually his mind was clear.

"I'm fine, Squally. I'm just not thinking straight." The boys that had come to watch after their last period sat along the sidelines, whispering and giggling at the nickname. If any one of them had dared to call Leon that, they would have gotten a sound wack on the head. This, Riku thought, was not the time to be distracted. He had already embarrassed himself; not only his brother was there coaching, but Sora was there too. Riku fought down humiliation. The next bout between him and Cloud started, and within the first 10 minutes, Cloud had scored another two points. After the last one, Sora had shouted something meant to be encouraging; it only distracted Riku further. Most of the younger boys had already left, and now only Sora and Roxas were left. Riku had a feeling Roxas only stayed because Sora had asked him to, otherwise he would have gone back to his dorm long ago. Cloud scored yet another point, the third one. Sephiroth got up angrily, almost shouting with ill hidden rage in his voice.

"What do you think you're doing? I stay down here late, for you and your team to practice and this is all you can do?" Riku had a sinking feeling Sephiroth knew exactly why he had his head in the clouds. He would give anything for al those other boys to be here to watch this instead of Sora.
"I…" but Riku had no excuse. His cheeks were a bright pink with mortification.

"Class dismissed" Sephiroth stated, not turning to look at the other boys. They, including Sora, fled, fearing Sephiroth's wrath. Soon the brothers were the only people left in the gym.

"Come with me" Sephiroth gripped Riku's arm and roughly dragged him into the locker room, throwing him down on the tiled floor.
"You are obsessed with that stupid boy Sora. You can't think or act if he is in the room. I'm surprised you remember to breathe." His voice was quiet and cold with fury. But Riku was shocked. Hadn't he had a boyfriend?

"But you… that Xemnas." Riku spat the name at Sephiroth.

"Oh, so you didn't like how if felt, did you?" Sephiroth smirked. And suddenly Riku understood. His brother hadn't been serious about that. He wanted to make Riku jealous as he was. And it had worked.

Sephiroth ripped Riku's shirt over his head and started in on his pants zipper. He shivered, letting his brother run his hands over his body. Involuntarily, he shivered. His pants were jerked off, and then his boxers. Sephiroth straddled his hips, quickly stripping his shirt and pants. Riku noticed he hadn't been wearing boxers. Fingers were roughly pushed into his mouth, and out of habit, almost, he sucked hard. This had happened so many times before. He was the only person Riku had ever been intimate with. He felt his tongue on the underside of his head, warm and wet. Riku caught a gasp.

"Ahh.. ah…" and then it felt wrong. Disgusting.

"No… stop…" Riku struggled, trying to get away from his brothers' iron grip, which only tightened. His eyes flashed wide with fear. He tried to scream, but there was a hand clamped around his mouth.

"Don't make a sound." The voice was calm and smooth.

Sephiroth had wet his cock with Riku's spit. He spread Riku's legs wide open, positioning himself. Riku attempted to cover himself, to close his legs, but he couldn't move. He didn't want this. He knew that, after this, he would never be able to get close to Sora; he would be dirty. Sephiroth slammed his hard cock into him, roughly pulled himself out almost all the way, and slammed in again. Riku protested between moans. Because, although it was dirty, even though it hurt, it felt so good. He knew it shouldn't; rape should never feel good. But he moaned again and came early, his essence hot against his brother's stomach. Sephiroth was no where near done. He was making it last as long as possible. As his body moved with the violent thrusting, Riku hoped that this would be the last time. Sephiroth now pulled out, although he hadn't cum yet. Riku was turned over, now on his knees. Sephiroth pushed his head down to the cold floor, again entering without warning. Riku loathed such a demeaning position, the one that Sephiroth liked most, the one he had eagerly gotten into before. Abruptly, Sephiroth cried out in ecstasy, coming at last inside him. He leaned over Riku, kissing him on the back of his neck before getting up and dressing, silently. That kiss burned Riku. Pain shot through him, and the reality of what had been done was clear.

Only then did he hear the rain pouring down outside. He dragged himself to the shower, not being able to stand, and turned on the scalding water. He wanted to wash away his memory with a different type of pain. And there, all alone, blackness swallowed him.

I know it was short, but, I couldn't add anything. The next chapter should be up sooner than usual.