Chapter Three: Of Breasts, Skittle Kisses and Demyx's Abused Bum
"Sora, what's wrong?" Kairi's voice crackled over the phone. "You sound upset."
"It's nothing…" Sora mumbled, glancing at the clock. It was nine thirty. He had been mulling about Riku for over an hour and a half, his thoughts running around in circles until he couldn't take it anymore. Afraid for his sanity, he had called one of the few people he could talk to, Kairi.
"Do you want me to come over?"
He paused, imagining Roxas' reaction to a girl coming over so late. It would hopefully shut him up for the next week. "Yeah." He didn't mean for his tone to be so hoarse, almost cracking. He needed water desperately.
"I'll be right there!" A click and the girl was gone.
Listlessly he put down the phone, stretching. Being in the same position for a while was one way to guarantee back problems.
'Roxas… I'm always thinking about his reaction…' he thought, a frown gracing his lips. His eyes wandered over the contours of the ceiling, familiar to his thought process. 'It's like I live for him…'
Speaking of the devil, the blonde walked through the door, toweling off his hair. "You know what really pisses me off?" he growled, throwing the towel into the laundry bin.
"Axel," Sora said warily having been through the tirade before.
"Exactly!" Roxas snarled. "Can you believe what he did today? I should kill him for kissing me! That dirty bastard-"
"Oh come off it," Kairi said from the door, sliding her way into the room. "You know you liked it."
"LIKE IT?" Roxas exploded. Sora mentally counted to three. Why did Kairi have to make things worse? "HOW DARE YOU INSINUATE I WOULD LIKE SOME DISEASE-RIDDEN RED-"
"I'm also a redhead. And don't yell," she said calmly, pushing on his shoulders so he flung out the door. "we're having a talk."
A silence fell over them. Roxas cocked an eyebrow then shrugged. "Fine, if that's what you two want…" The brow dropped then raised again towards his brother before he stalked off.
Kairi rolled her eyes, sitting down next to the boy who's blue eyes looked pained and slightly irritated. "So what's up?"
"Well…" the brunette began, shifting a little. "I think… I'm…um…"
"You're?" Kairi prompted after seconds of silence.
Sora stared at his friend and before he could think, he just blurted out the one word that would disgrace him in front of his brother but also may gain him the love of his life. "Gay."
"Gay, as in gee-ay-wai?" Her right eyebrow soared.
"IS there any other?" Sora snapped, embarrassed.
"Sorry, sorry," she smiled at him sheepishly. "Just making sure. So what, it's not like you're diseased."
"But Roxas-"
"Can shove it up his pooper," she finished with a wry grin. "Who's the lucky man?"
Her only response was a blush red enough to make strawberries jealous.
She hmmed for a second, the gears in her mind churning. "It's Riku, huh?"
"It's that obvious?" Sora was too tired to be shocked.
"I just figured, he's the only one you'd go for, I know Axel's not your type." She watched his expression for a second then sighed. "That's not what's bothering you?"
"No…" he was glad for once that Kairi could read him so well. It kept him from saying too much. "I… I'm afraid, Kairi. Roxas will hate me. But also…" he hesitated, immense emotion welling in his chest. He swallowed, and shook his head. "Nothing."
"Tell me," Kairi pressed, leaning forward to look her friend in the eye. "I won't tell anyone."
"I know…but…it's just… stupid," he muttered.
"Stupid or not, I wanna know!"
"Alright…" he sucked in a breath then let it out with a whoosh. "What if I make a mistake? Roxas won't speak to me, and I would be doomed forever. What if I just think I'm gay Kai? What if I'm really not?"
"Well there's one way to find out…" Kairi said, a plan already in forming in her mind to get her two friends together. She just had to get Sora over his initial doubts first.
"What?" Sora asked eagerly, straightening up a bit.
"Here…" She leaned forward, grabbed his hand and lay the palm upon her left breast. Sora stuttered, but after the initial shock, not much else happened. "Well?"
"Um… nothing." He admitted. "It just… feels like a water balloon, but with flesh."
"Squish it a little." Once Sora commenced the action, she grinned. "No stimulation whatsoever?"
Sora shook his head, wishing he could get his hand back. He felt fairly uncomfortable. Kairi apparently wanted to make things worse for him, so she took his other hand, making it so he was holding both of her breasts. Yet, other than the discomfort of the positioning, nothing else stirred. He was pretty sure that other men would have had a least a twang of something.
"Whoa-"
Both turned to see Roxas staring, his hand still on the doorknob, his eyes on the placement of Sora's hands. "Am… am I interrupting something?" He took a step back, the door closing a few inches with the movement.
Sora quickly jerked his hands away, flushing even more brilliantly at being caught. "N-no, I just….we…um…"
"Well, I'll just…leave you at it… um, call me when you're done, I need to brush my teeth." The blond twin quickly shut the door, a smirk on his face.
"Well at least he won't think you're gay for a while," Kairi put in, adjusting her bra.
"So this means I really am gay?" Sora asked glumly.
"Yep!" Kairi beamed, flicking his forehead. "Aren't you glad? That means you can go ahead with your feelings."
"Whopee…"
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Sora sighed dreamily in class, his breath causing eraser stubble to roll off the desk. He was now in love with this class for one reason, and one reason only: he sat by the window that overlooked the field. And who had P.E.? Riku did.
Last night, he had finally come to terms with himself with a little help from Kairi. He liked his best friend. There was no way to deny it. All the symptoms were there, when he was around the silver-haired teen things happened. When those teal eyes locked onto him, his heart quickened, when his friend smiled he felt his palms sweat. It was sheer agony, he wanted nothing more than to hug his friend tightly and not let go, to feel his hair between his fingers, to feel those hands against his back, holding him, touching him, those lips kissing him, kissi-
His face blanched as Riku looked straight at him. A roar came to his ears as his friend smiled, winking before sending out a nice kick to the soccer ball, sending it flying. He took off after it, turning back once to grin again.
'Oh no…oh no oh no oh no oh no…he has to know. He has to. Why else would he smile at me like that? God, no, please don't have him confront me! What do I say? What do I do? Oh no, what will Roxas say? He can't know… he'll murder me…oh no…'
He his head on the desk, using the sharp pain to balance out his thoughts. He stole a glance at the window again, glad to see that Riku was paying him no mind. He breathed a sigh of relief, putting his head into his hand so that he could look like he was paying attention though he was elsewhere. 'I need to calm down. Riku can't know anything yet, I didn't even know about it. What do I do about this though? Maybe I should ask Axel…' his smiled a little. 'I like that idea…'
Unlike Roxas, he rather liked the perverted redhead. Even if sometimes he could be really disgusting, he was funny, and often gave good advice. A lot of couples were formed due to Axel, the school's Cupid. It helped that Axel was also one of Riku's best friends, so he might provide a bit of insight into the mind of Riku.
He glanced at the clock. Another thirty minutes till recess. Never before had half an hour seemed so long. When the red hand finally clicked into place for the very last second, an eternity in Sora's eyes, the bell rang. His things already packed, he dashed for the door.
However, Shitagawa-sensei had other plans. "Are you feeling okay?" He asked as the other students filed out.
"Yes," Sora tried his best to not sound as irritated as he felt. Axel was hard to come by once someone else latched onto him.
"Are you sure? Your work today was worse than usual and-"
"I'm fine sensei!" They stared at each other, both in mild shock. Sora never snapped. "I-I mean, I really am fine. I thank you for caring, but I have to make up a test," he bowed humbly, eyes on the floor.
Shitagawa-sensei didn't return it. Concern and shock still mingled across his face in a precarious dance. "You may go."
"Thank you."
Two minutes had passed. Just enough time to hope that maybe Axel wasn't taken just yet. He dashed around the corner, skidding to a halt as he nearly ran into the love of his life. "Ah…Riku…have you um, seen Axel?"
"Zex is murdering him," Riku said with an offhanded shrug. Inwardly, he was annoyed. Sora wanting to see Axel? Why? Was he right? Did this confirm his suspicion that his friend was in love with the redhead?
"What'd he do this time?"
"Thumbtacks."
"Ouch."
"On another student."
"Which?"
"Some new kid."
"We have a new kid?"
"Apparently. Demyx something-or-other."
"Huh," it was a noise of thoughtful contemplation. "Well I'll see ya later, bye!" He dashed off again.
Room 3-A wasn't too far. But it was far enough that by the time he got there he was breathing hard and had to stop at the nearby water fountain. He took out a package of skittles, chewing a mouthful before continuing. He desperately needed the sugar, the lack of sleep from the night before was killing him.
Unfortunately, it seemed the dreaded teacher wasn't done with his slaughter.
"Why you're in this class is beyond me-"
"You don't give me enough credit-"
"Shut up. Now, seeing as detention doesn't work-"
"Yeah yeah, what're you gonna do? House call? Good luck, my parents aren't home most of the time."
"I can see why." A cold silence followed. Sora unconsciously popped more skittles into his mouth, debating on intruding or not. By the sound of things, this teacher was at the end of patience, and Axel still wasn't getting it.
"Well if you'll excuse me-"
"I never said you could go."
"You hold no power over me. Besides, I got a hot date, I'm sure you won't stop me." The door opened and Axel sauntered out, draping an arm across the dumbstruck shoulders of Sora.
Zexion's eyes narrowed, his already thin patience the consistency of sewing thread. "Don't bother showing up for my class next time, if you will."
"Ha, like I would." A smile broke out across the annoyed features. "Are those skittles?" Before either teacher or 'hot date' could react, Axel had penetrated the boy's lips, taking some of the candy that had yet to be finished. "Lemon, my favorite." he announced.
"Get out of here," Zexion's frown was that of disgust, already backing up into his work hole.
"It's been fun!" The redhead yelled as he pushed Sora away, waving comically. No answer.
"Thanks for the interruption," Axel said cheerfully, pinching the bewildered Sora's cheek. "The candy was a bonus."
"Axel-senpai…just kissed me." He said dazedly.
"Don't get all mushy on me."
"You stole my first man kiss." Sora pouted, crossing his arms as the realization floated above his head.
"Well I had to prove to that asshole that I wasn't lying."
"But you were-"
"That's hardly the point." Axel flexed his fingers, cracking them consecutively. A habit Roxas despised. "You want something?"
"Why-"
"That's the only time people seek me out. So who is it?"
Sora frowned. He wanted to protest that he wasn't like the others, only using Axel for his own gain, but it was the truth. But, why was Axel so bitter all of a sudden? He was normally had a devil-may-care attitude.
"Good luck, my parents aren't home most of the time."
"I can see why."
The comment had struck home. "I just wanted to hang out," Sora said, giving him the best smile he could muster. "Skittles?"
Axel accepted the candy, but he wasn't buying the brunette's reason. "All right. Let's hang out. Who do you have for second period?"
"Um… Mori-sensei."
"Good, her class is boring. Let's ditch."
Sora stared at him, mouth slightly open. He had never skipped in his entire life. He couldn't start now, not with his grades so high…
"Unless you don't like my company… or are too afraid to miss just one period."
Anger rose in his chest. He'd prove this guy wrong! He wasn't someone who used other people or chickened out! "Okay," the word tumbled out. He hoped he wouldn't regret it.
Axel smirked, and it was only then Sora realized how highly attractive he was. 'He and Riku… the lady killers of the school…' he thought, putting a hand over his heart to stop its rapid pumping. He wasn't sure if it was from the thought of doing something wrong, or from the hormones.
Well, it didn't matter one way or another, because five minutes later they were headed down the road, the school bell ringing in the distance. "Do you have somewhere special you want to go, or is it fine if I lead?" Sora simply stared at him blankly. "I'll lead." he said confirmed.
"How often do you do this?" Sora asked curiously to break the silence that had spread around them.
"Whenever I just can't take school. Riku sometimes comes along too, probably to make sure I don't do anything stupid."
"Like…?"
Axel stuck out his tongue. It took Sora a second to realize it was pierced, a green and red striped ball placed in the middle-front of the muscle. "I got sick off of it, the guy who did it wasn't the cleanest fellow. Riku thinks I coulda died. Remember that time he was missing for a week? You guys didn't know me then. He was cooped up at my house because I didn't want to stay home so he had to force me to sleep and drink and eat. My parents…" He paused, a thoughtful look coming across his face. "I think they were in New Zealand at the time."
"That's….awful…" He had no idea what else to say. Sure, he felt a sting of jealousy, knowing that he and Riku were close, but at the same time guilt for it. Riku was a good friend to anyone close to him, so his jealousy was stupid. He also felt guilt for not knowing, as if he should somehow know all about his new friend. How could he not have known about his parents either?
He cursed Zexion to all seven hells, knowing how much that had hurt his fellow teen with that comment.
"How much money you got on you?" Axel demanded. It was an obvious subject change.
"Fifteen hundred yen…" Sora said hesitantly.
"Hungry?"
"I try to avoid cafeteria food at all costs."
"Good," Axel gave him a pleased smile. It instantly warmed him. No wonder Riku was friends with him!
They sat down at a single booth in Mc Donalds, ordering two double cheese burgers, a large fry and a large coke. Axel took a sip from the single straw, staring up at the ceiling thoughtfully. Sora hesitantly sipped after him, wondering how this must look. Not only was good manners interfering with his actions, but the prejudice from Roxas was biting him in the bum. Luckily, few others were around.
"So really, what's up?" Axel asked, eyes slowly fixating themselves onto the cerulean orbs before him as he chewed a fry.
"Well…" Sora paused awkwardly, swallowing the soda as proper etiquette dictated. "Riku…."
"You like him?" the redhead prompted.
"Y-yeah. But… Roxas-"
"Hates malexmale relationships."
"Um right…exactly. And Riku doesn't seem into that kind of stuff either," he said, glad to finally be able to spill his secret. "We've been friends forever, and he's never once indicated that he likes guys. And not only that, I'm totally not his type. He always went out with talented girls, and they always looked like models, and I don't have blond hair, and they always had a little temper too and-"
Axel raised a hand to stop him and he abruptly cut off. "Hold the flow, that's too much information at once. All right, so you like your best friend. You don't know if he likes guys or not, but I can solve that once and for all. Anyway, I don't think Riku really cares about your hair color, and you're stick thin anyway. Worrying about his type is stupid, so quit that."
"You know if Riku is gay or not?" Sora's hopes soared.
Axel sighed, knowing that was all Sora had really fixated on. "Let's just say he won't shut up about a certain brunette."
"He likes someone?" the crestfallen tone twisted Axel's heart.
"You, idiot."
"He really really does like me?"
"For the last time, yes. No more questions about that then. What are you going to do about it?" the redhead leaned forward, his fingers interlocking in the epitome of a pleased scholar.
"I…don't know…"
The terrific smirk from earlier appeared. "I've an idea…I'm kidnapping you."
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Zexion rubbed his temples, trying to relieve the throbbing headache to no avail. That kid… no matter what he did, he found himself undeniably angry at him, as if something automatically triggered this. He didn't believe in reincarnation, but if he had, he'd think they were bitter enemies on a battlefield.
An annoying thought was lodged in his head. He was only angry because Axel had messed with his new target, it said. That severely pissed him off, as he didn't want to think he might want a relationship now, after so many years.
Yet the thought stayed and grew, gnawing at him all day until he accepted it when the final bell rang. He waited for the noise of the school to die down before packing his own things. Normally, he'd stay late, working on an article for side cash, but he just couldn't bear the thought of staying in the classroom for much longer.
All in all, he wanted a drink.
He opened the door, making his way noiselessly through the halls. It was brighter than he was used to when going home, but just as silent. It took but twenty minutes for everyone to hightail it out when there was no meetings.
It was Friday, and he was glad for it. He could hit the store for some nice liquor, he normally avoided bars since the tenders were always chatty. However, just as he passed the locker rooms, he heard the music. The same, passionate music, vibrating into his soul.
He sighed, knowing his heart wouldn't allow him to simply walk by.
He went to the site of Demyx, watching him momentarily. He was plucking the strings with a frown, tuning the guitar by ear. Zexion vaguely wondered where he kept the instrument, but knowing they were amidst the locker room, it was a stupid question.
"Do you need a ride?"
Demyx snapped his head up, startled. "s-sensei…" he stuttered. He was already in hot water with his teacher. He was afraid to deny him anything. "Y-yes sir…"
The psychology teacher extended a hand and for the first time the blond realized it was gloved in leather. He took it hesitantly, standing up and strapping the sitar to his back. He was nearly a head taller than the teacher, yet he felt as if it was the other way around when those eyes met his. It created a strange, primal urge in his chest to prove that he was the dominate male even if it was far from it.
"How old are you?"
The question caught him by surprise. Hesitantly, he answered, "seventeen, turning eighteen in a couple of months."
A noise from the back of his teacher's throat was made, showing interest, but not enough to continue on about it.
"About today…" Demyx began hesitantly. "It didn't hurt that much."
Zexion shook his head, not bothering to glance back at him as he made his way to the car. "No, letting children slide by means they will continually test your limits until they get into serious trouble."
"With all due respect sensei, we're not children."
There was a pause as Zexion's fingers rested beneath the car door handle. "If you say so." He opened it, getting in and unlocking the other side. Demyx carefully placed his instrument in the extremely crowded back seat, slamming the door.
"What are you doing tonight or this weekend in general?" The older male continued conversationally, knowing inwardly what he was getting at. He could see the confused look on his pupil, and it gave him a cool sense of pleasure.
"Um…nothing. I'm still new here, so I don't have any friends."
Zexion tapped his fingers on the steering wheel as he came to a stop. "I see. So nothing tonight?"
"No sir."
"I would like to make things up to you, Demyx." he pronounced his name carefully, his eyes sliding over towards the blond.
His victim stared at him, gripping the seat. "It's okay sensei, I'm over it, totally, you don't have to-"
"It's my pleasure. Will anyone miss you from home?"
"I live by myself." It was true, his mom visited him from time to time. Like the first day of school.
"I see." A slow smile crept upon his face. "Have you ever been to a bar?"
Author: wheee
(Axel: why the hell does she keep butchering my line?
Author: because it's fun!)
oh, and Weasley, I like your idea, so I'm going to add it in. Don't worry, lots of nice-nice will happen ; )
I do love you guys!
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