Phlyx: Okii, strong ShounenAi on this chappy, An-Chan went as all-out as her eego would allow her, but please bear in mind that it was hard for her to write this, since she had to fight with herself to finish it. That's just how much she wants you people to enjoy this story that's coming to a close too quickly for my tastes. SoRoku, SoraXRoxas, a blah-blah-blah. Yaoi, or, if you don't know what that or what ShounenAi means, a boyxboy fanfic.

Enjoy!

Fall Into Your Sunlight

Chapter Five

Beautiful Sin

Third Person

The chilly night air greeted them first as they got to the quieter regions of Japan, walking down a street with Sakura trees still in bloom, walking in a shower of elegant, beautiful petals and flowers. The red-haired girl reached out with cupped palms and caught a blossom in her hands, smiling, the slightly shorter, timid blonde holding onto the redhead's elbow looking at the flower in curiosity. Kairi smiled and put the flower behind her little twin sister's ear, pushing the pale yet beautiful hair out of her eyes as she did so.

"Axel, do you have the adress? Or must we ask another groggy family where they live?" She asks in exasperation - he could be such a dafty sometimes - looking to the taller, slightly more gangly male standing to her left.

"I found it in my pocket about a minute ago." He smiles sheepishly, waving a piece of paper in her face, making a gesture to the dirty blonde boy walking beside him, something to do with Kairi being too much of a worry-wart. "We're almost there. Only a few houses to go."

"They're really lucky to be able to see this from where they are." Namine smiles, speaking softly. She giggles as a petal lands on her nose.

"I wonder what they're doing right now." Axel muses with a smile. (A.N.:Ahaha, my red-headed number VIII, I have a feeling you might just find out XD)

Sora

I was happy, you could say. I always am when my brother and I are together. Okay, I know we're very odd brothers, but somehow, I get the feeling that a long, long time ago, I could never meet him no matter how much I ran. So, really, those thoughts just help me to appreciate the brother I have right now, right here with me.

Plus he always have such a gentle look in his eyes when he talks to me, or just looks at me, deep in thought. I know there are some thoughts he keeps from me, probably to protect me, and I'm okay with that. He's being the older brother, you know?

I'm just really happy to have him. Even if it's only him left in my life.

Anyways, with my back pressed up against the wall like that, I can't fight even if I want to. And add to the fact that he has my hands up over my head so that I probably won't push him away - like if I'd ever do that, really - and to make things that much more complicated, when he kisses me, my entire composure always ends up melting, and I end up giving in.

You didn't have to try and force me. I send the thougt his way, making a sarcastic sound in the back of my throat, which is interrupted. I would have done it gladly.

My bad, your princeliness. He shoots back, breaking the kiss.

So, then, with that out of the way, I'm taking my hands back now. As he loosens his hold, I turn us around, his back slamming into the wall.

Hey! He gives me a glare, but I just smile at him.

We both know who will win, Roxie. He winces at my tone, mostly because I was mouthing the words in his ear as I thought them.

"Fine." He sighs with a growl barely being held back - at least now the tables have turned, ne?

"That's better." I breathe into his ear as he slips his hands up my back underneath my shirt, causing me to shiver at the heat of his skin. (A.N.: Damn this is proving to be harder to write that I thought XD)

So we fall into our sin, not caring for anything else in the world but the others' touch. How it got this way from being close brothers is a mystery to me, but I'll gladly take this fate over any other. Pretty soon we end up on the matress, wearing nothing, but not caring. (A.N.: Ugh, Sora's P.O.V. Is harder right now, time to switch. Plus in this context, I might be able to come up with something better, since I can't imagine Sora's P.o.v. like this XD)

Roxas

Demanding as always, but always so gentle, as if he's afraid to break me. Funny to realize that when it's the opposite. I got him into this, after all.

My hands fisting into the blankets, barely keeping myself in check. His beautifully sinful mouth taking me in without hesitation, making me gasp and close my eyes as my back arches involuntarily. He smiles, I can feel his small laugh as if it's my own. Everything surreal, with moonlight coming in through the small crack in the door we always seem to forget to close completly, it makes you wonder if everything was just a dream, and that you'll wake up just as it gets good.

Licking his lips, he gives me that smile of his, the one that both means that I'm in trouble, and that there's nothing to worry about. I just squeeze my eyes shut tightly, a small gasp of pain escaping my lips.

"Sorry." He says softly in my ear, voice strained as if he's keeping himself in control. I manage a smile, not used to this anymore as he waits for me to get adjusted.

That's how it's been from the start. I may be older, but I end up in this ghastly position, if you understand what I mean.

Nodding curtly, teeth clamped shut to hold back both a scream of pain and a sound a boy really shouldn't make in this circumstance - yet as I know will happen eventually anyways, for Sora can get away with anything, even something that someone else doesn't want to do - My lips part in a silent scream, but not of pain, as he starts to move ever so slowly.

But he looses his rhythm, going faster with each thrust, harder, until I can't possibly take it anymore. I let the bottled-up sounds reach his ears. But the very first moan/gasp that escapes makes him put his lips to my earlobe.

"Say my name." He says as gently as he'd speak to anyone, with a reserved emotion encircling his words, an emotion he keeps just for me. He gasps in my ear, right before he presses his lips on mine hard, tongue darting out for the attack.

"S-Sora." I manage to croak out as he pulls back to breathe, panting heavily on my neck.

"I didn't hear you." Teasing, he slows down a lot, making me groan in frustration.

"Sor - fuck!" I cry out as he slams right into me, hard enough for me to see stars. My fingers dig into his hair, dishevveled, and he brings his head up to give me the roughest kiss thus far as I feel the familiar tightening heat in my stomach, making me squirm a bit underneath him, pinned down by his slightly tanner chest glistening with sweat. His lips travel along my jaw, my breath coming in gasps.

"Sora... I'm gonna-" He silences me with his lips, whispering his words on them.

"Then do it. Don't say it." He parts my lips more with his tongue, stopping my next words.

So, true to that, the heat races through my body, making me convulse and gasp into his mouth even as he explores mine with his tongue. His fingers travel into my hair, where he pulls slightly to expose my neck entirely, which I think that, given the choice, he'd kiss for the rest of his days - he told me that once, really.

As the heat bursts, with me moaning his name, he kisses along my neck, running his sinful mouth and tongue on it, all the while still grinding into me harder and faster. His face is strained as he breathes, smiling when he feels that my climax left a mark on both of our stomachs. His body shakes once, and tiredly I take his face with my hands, pushing his lips onto mine and forcing my way into his mouth.

He shakes again, and I feel his own climax as it comes, his lips just inches from mine in such a lustful moan of my name. I bring his mouth to mine again, his cry dying in my throat. He removes himself from inside me, but he stays there on top of me, chests heaving as we try to lower our hearts beating in sync.

He covers us with the blanket, rolling onto his side beside me and wrapping his arms around me. I rest my forehead on his collarbone, closing my eyes. I feel his finger brush my chin, making me look up into his eyes, which were still somewhat glazed, but that hold an emotion he saves just for me.

Sleep tight, love. He gives me one final, tired kiss, mouth curved into a smile as I linger there a moment more as he pulls away.

Good night, angel. And his smile as the final sight of the night, I close my eyes and snuggle up into his chest, feeling his lips resting on the top of my head, heading off into a dreamland not quite as amazing as this, since that dreamland Sora can never quite give me the feeling in my stomach I get with the real Sora whenever I look at or think of him.

"Love is when you still get butterflies in your stomach after so long, and after going through so much, whenever you think or look at him."

Third Person

"Did you hear that?" Demyx looks to his left, leaning his head to what sounded oddly strange to him in the middle of the night.

"No, but we're here." Axel points to the house number, swatting a petal from in front of his face as he walks along, coming to what seeminly looks like a backyard. "Hope they're awake."

"Well, the door's open a crack, so they couldn't have been gone too long."

"That, or they have a very bad habit of leaving it open." Kairi frowns as she peeks in.

"Uhh... Kairi?" Axel looks at his friend's pale face, all the blood in it seemingly concentrated to her cheeks as she turns around frantically.

"Don't look!" She hisses, which, said to Axel and Demyx is a bad thing, since they'll usually do the exact opposite. They creeped up onto the fine wooden porch, peeking slightly into the shojo screen's crack. Namine, being curious, followed suit, much to Kairi's dismay. (A.N.: Ahaha, guess what she saw!)

Namine fell back as a very... sensual-sounding moan reached their ears, falling unconscious, much to Kairi's dismay. Though Demyx and Axel were still watching with red faces, they seemed to actually want to watched. And, as Kairi would admit to no one but herself, what she saw was really kind of... interesting, you could say.

"Perverts!" She hisses, holding Namine over her shoulder while pulling on their ears to pull them away. "Instead of watching a live porno movie in the making, how about we come back tomorrow?"

Unwilling to let them answer, she dragged them off to a nearby motel.

And their eyes betray what

Words cannot say.

Eyes closed, heart beating,

The freedom they've been missing.

Lost within the wind of time,

Fate cruel, wanting their lies.

Never free, alone, shadowed,

Forever running, arrows.

But their love is true and strong,

Pure innocence with a deadly song.