Mosaic Masterpiece

"What do you see in him?"

Roxas discontinued his somewhat cheery conversation with Axel and glared darkly at the counter, trying to not mind the fact that his brother nearly knocked the register over at the question. Riku, helping hold the register steady, finally took notice of what he had sputtered, looking downwards in shame.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to be so rude or anything…" The blonde stood and walked deeper into the store silently, leaving his red-head alone, flabbergasted at the situation. Of course, Axel would have gone and smacked his best friend for ruining the chance, but he felt that the kid was already sinking deep into troubled waters.

"No, it's fine." Sora muttered after a while, nervously pushing buttons on the register. "He's great. Why do you ask?" His voice was a bit dry in coming, though the brunette attempting to mask it with sweet words. Riku wasn't fooled.

"To tell you the truth, I don't really like my father." Sighed the silverette, leaning against the counter and pretending to cast his vision in some other direction. But he saw it, the way the brunette jumped up in shock, blue eyes opened in surprise. But turquoise eyes moved to get a better glimpse, only to find Sora immediately return to normal, stepping on the buttons with his index.

"Oh, why's that?" He probed, clicking at random digits.

"I don't know, why do you like him?" Asked Riku, counterattacking the question. There was buzzing in the background, most likely the sound of a blender. The nearly forgotten Axel laughed nervously at the tension before rushing behind the counter.

"I'm going to help you with that."

"I don't need your help. Get me Coconut mix." Riku didn't know whether to laugh at the background comedy or to actually pay attention to the real matter at hand. What does he see in him?

"Well, I kind of need him and he needs me. That's what a relationship is about right?" Blue eyes peered up curiously, ignoring the background noise as his hand ran softly on the side of the register. It seemed rather seductive, and who knew an angel could be so… tempting?

But Riku acted unfazed, smirking as he leaned in closer, "If that's your definition of a relationship, you're pretty screwed up." Sora suddenly felt the urge to scream wildly and punch the other man in the face. But something held him back. As infuriating as it was, talking about this certain predicament with the silverette made him feel better somehow, as if they were at some type of understanding.

And they probably were, "Maybe I am just screwed up. More than I'd like it to be." He got off the register and moved slightly right so that he was face to face with the other. Slickly, he leaned in, almost until they touched, although the only thing each other felt were the other's hot breath. Riku had to clutch his hand to keep himself calm. "So what is it you want? To show me the not-screwed-up way to love?"

The angel's face was flawless, and the pressure of those sapphire blue orbs, clean and shining, it all took Riku's breath away, and he was suddenly forced to look away after a moment, the other two boys crawling into the lounge with four smoothies in hand. The question was unanswered, and it was never brought up again when the four enjoyed their smoothies.

Needless to say, the rest of the trip went well. All four joined into a catastrophically 'usual' conversation. It had no right to be called normal or calm, so the two older men settled with the word 'usual'. None of them acted like the conversation about Riku's father had transpired, but when Riku was a few miles away from the small café, he found himself smashing his hand harshly upon an abandoned building.

Small parts of worn out brick came crumbling down upon him, dirtying his hair as he heaved indignantly. Axel coughed at the dust and growled, "Damn, how long have you held that in?"

"Long enough." Murmured the other, slumping down on the brick and leaning down against it. "I'm gonna take a nap. You can go ahead and do what you want. Meet you at the docs four sharp." The silverette said simply, feeling the absolute need to sleep. The red-head snorted rather relieved, knowing that sleep was the best way for the boy to escape. Not another word and he disappeared down the alley with fast feet. Turquoise eyes quivering before blocking the daylight out with eyelids.


A/N: My beta's back! Yay Toko Taiyou! I hope I don't kill her with this horribleness –laughter- well, lol, anyway. Yes, I want to thank dark and light heart and Riku-stalker, my only reviewers. (Ha-ha, isn't this rather saddening) but still, they're reviewers, nice ones too, and thanks to them I'm still up for writing right now. (Somehow) Well, enjoy as the mysteries of Mosaic Masterpiece unfold!

Chapter 2: She's Breathtaking and So Much More


The docs were usually a relaxing place to think, somewhere that most people go after losing a gamble or fight. However, lately, people's dignity got in the way of their ability to actually think, therefore the docs were constantly empty. Axel actually despised the docs more than anything, he's always hated water that wasn't a shower, and it was worse that the lake was a polluted, shit-smelling hole of crap. But he occasionally took a visit anyway.

Once again, the area was ditched. Axel's solemn emerald eyes examined the area carefully before he swiped out a cigarette out and lit it, walking across the edge of the pier.

And it was when he reached the end of the pier did he notice that the docs weren't as empty as he speculated. His mouth hung open, the smoke falling on the floor. Quickly, he stepped on it to cease its flame and walked leisurely towards the man, trying to be as quiet as possible.

"You out for a reason?" The red-head growled, glaring as he approached within punching distance of the man. Silver hair flew in the wind, the air suddenly tainted with hysterical laughter.

"Yes, same reason you are." He turned around, golden eyes gleaming with that suspicious looking 'desire'. And immediately, Axel knew what he wanted.

"Look, you fucker. I don't know what type of bad night you had last night, but Riku's definitely off limits for you, has been, and will be." As confident as he sounded, he felt himself backing up step by step as the man tried closing in on him.

"Is that so? Then why has he been to the clubs lately, if I weren't any smarter, I would say he was conspiring against me." The man finally stopped, a sick smirk crossing his face.

But Axel didn't cease his own steps, he only seethed, and got ready to dash off. "I'll make sure you don't lay a finger on him." He murmured, beginning his run.

But he was tripped, the man suddenly appearing before him. He felt his back shoved into a log, a hand holding the collar of his black shirt, the grip too tight for even Axel, the never-losing street fight winner, to withstand.

The man was indeed the true Satan of the town.

"Don't be bad now, or I'll make this worse then it has to be." Sharp force collided with the red-head's abs, probably bruising badly. But Axel only laughed awkwardly, kicking the man while he was distracted, cleaning himself off and watching as the other man got up, wiping his face off in anger.

But Axel didn't hesitate any further, he got into fighting position, no longer trusting the idea of escape. He wouldn't have any chance in beating him, but decoy was the red-head's specialty, and that was exactly what he planned to do. It was thirty minutes to four the last time he checked, and with Riku, the two could team up and escape.

Well, that was his plan. And as much as he hoped that would do, the man seemed to use inhuman speed to get behind him, smashing his face to the planks of the pier. Just a crack, and Axel knew two things. One, his nose was broken, and two, he was in deep shit.

"What's this? You retaliate anyway?" A hand grabbed at his ragged red hair, squeezing it tightly, "I'd like to thank you though, for taking that good for nothing piece of shit out of my house for me." He gave a quick, demon-like smile before smashing his head down again and standing.

Hastily, Axel copied the kick that Riku had sent him that morning, tripping the man to the ground. The red-head reminded himself that he couldn't be cocky around the guy, it was too dangerous to think about anything other than safety. Without a response, he harshly elbowed the man's neck, missing the paralyze point by inches as the man spun up, groaning.

But all he did was crack his neck, and he was just fine. Yes, Axel's hope for living is now forever severed.

The foot smashed roughly, if anything, into his already bruised stomach, but a bit higher, obviously crashing the bottom ribs. Groaning in pain, Axel stumbled back, rubbing at his chest to check for damage he should look out for, but in the midst of that, the same foot have to his face, sending him flying into a distant plank. By then, the younger was out cold.

Ansem only snickered in accomplishment, walking over to Axel and stepping on the man's limp hand, "Well? Where'd all that fucking fighting spirit come from, pussy? You gonna show it or you gonna drown?" The city Satan didn't even hesitate before kicking the body into the lake, watching as his body got carried by the small currents from the lake before disappearing underwater.

Liking his work, he went back to his spot at the end of the foggy pier, his devil smile never fading.

And Axel, in his half-conscious state, once again reminded himself how much he hated water.


"Hey you." There was a nudge. "Hey you."

The silver-haired man shook himself to consciousness again before looking up sleepily to blue eyes. They looked familiar, but had a bit of a lighter hue, and without even examining, he knew it wasn't his angel… but the other boy that Axel was fond of. "Yeah?" He said heavily, it almost sounded like an obviously stoned druggie.

"Yeah, um well, I'm just going for a walk and all, why are you sleeping here?" The silverette growled at the blonde.

"I sleep everywhere." He murmured tiredly before yawning and standing.

The blonde followed suit, "You're Riku right?"

"Yeah, and you're Roxas?"

"Mhm," Roxas took a deep breath before continuing, "So, isn't Axel with you?"

"No… Axel's…" Quickly, the silverette checked his watch, "…at the pier right now waiting for me." Not even paying attention to the other, he started walking in the direction of the pier.

But the boy persisted and followed him, "What's he doing there? Isn't that place dangerous?"

Riku snorted, "Is that really what you've heard about there? No wonder no one goes there anymore."

Roxas decided not to ask anymore questions and just followed the older down the street silently. In which was the moral of that trip, just shut up and walk.


The first thing Riku noticed was that Axel wasn't there, when the man obviously decides to come about an hour or so early on everything. He speculated that it was because the man never had anything else to do in the time.

The second thing he noticed was that a certain charm was floating in the ocean. It was a charm of a Red and Silver fish, chasing each other. Riku pulled out his own out of his pocket. It was something they had made together, fish for pieces, in which they both were in the horoscopes.

The third thing he noticed were bubbles, and while Roxas was still trying to catch up to him, he dove into the ocean.

"Excuse me, I'm not going down there!" The blonde cried out, looking at the dirty, dark, polluted water. There were more bubbles, then the silverette emerged, holding red in his arms like a baby.

"Hey you." He called up to the flabbergasted blonde, "You know first aid right?"

"A bit." He rushed to the edge of the lake and helped pull the two out before rushing to Axel's side. Blood. Everywhere.

Roxas didn't know whether to cry or laugh at this type of thing. He only made a silent nod to Riku before checking out the source of the bleeding. Bruised stomach, broken ribs poked out of his skinny chest, his nose was bleeding mercilessly, and his face was rather bruised too. He already hated the city, but now he feared it. Of course, he should be ready for this kind of shit since felons and only felons live in the town, but the injuries on the red-head weren't a felon's doing.

They were a demon's doing.

"I'm going to find the bastard who did this and set him straight, you're gonna be okay over here?" Asked Riku, who watched as Roxas started pulling Axel's clothing off.

"Yeah, there's a lot of shit near the lake that I can use for makeshift bandages. I'm sure he'll be fine, besides the immense bleeding, he doesn't seem too hurt." He lied to himself and Riku, he knew, and Riku knew by the tremble in his voice.

"He's a lot stronger than you think." The silverette said simply, dropping the charm in Axel's opened hands, which immediately squeezed when it came in contact. Roxas jumped back and laughed awkwardly while Riku walked away.

"Well, Axel, I guess your talking's a bit severed then too." But the red-head didn't pay attention, he only glared as his friend made his way to the doc, as if walking to hell himself. But the blonde was right, he didn't have the ability to speak, to stop him.

But out of experience from being together for so long, he heard that quiet mumble from the younger, "I'll be fine." And he disappeared into the deep fog.


Sora sat alone on the register, murmuring nonsense to himself. His brother had left a long time ago for a walk, and still hasn't returned. He guessed that the blonde would inevitably have found the red-head and are now enjoying themselves somewhere in the run-down city. And he couldn't help but be jealous.

Riku was sweet, kind, understanding, he was everything. But there was no way he'd ever have a chance with the beautiful beast. He was going out with Riku's very own father. If the silverette wasn't already disgusted by this point, he doesn't know what would.

With a disappointed sigh, he ran a thin finger down the old newspaper, reading only bits and pieces of it before just casting it all off. Then there was coughing upstairs.

He cringed and crawled up them. "Yuna, please stay in bed." He scolded, leading the older girl into her room.

Her hands rested on the bulge on her stomach as she gave her youngest brother a sad glare, "Sora, stop this, you guys didn't have to come with me here."

"We did, and we're doing it. We're gonna stay with you as long as we can, and we're gonna help you with that baby." His confidence didn't shake as he ushered Yuna to her room again. "You're in bed-rest, please stop getting up. Is there something you want?"

"Yeah, and I want to see you smile." She gave a weak smile of her own to her little brother, who turned away solemnly. "Please give up what you're doing, and do what you want, okay? I don't mind you staying here with me, but what you're doing is going too—"

"What I'm doing is trying to help the expenses, Yuna, Roxas and I can take care of ourselves, okay? Worrying about us will only cause you pain." He looked worriedly at his own sister, who looked as if she was about to cry. But he left her alone like he always has, afraid.

Afraid that she was going to die.

With a moan he sat back on the counter, raking at his own brown hair, glaring into the distance, hating how he has to be so mean to her. Things would never return the way it was, though, so he knew it was something he had to do. For Yuna and her baby.

Although he admits that he hates her baby more than he really should.

The bell on the store door rang, as he heard Roxas wail out from the door, "We gotta go get someone! Riku's in trouble, and Axel's probably not going to stay up very long!" He was sobbing, not even comprehending his own words as he continued to help Axel behind the counter and up the stairs. Sora's eyes didn't move from the door, however, he stood shockingly still. And still, blue eyes were never peeled from the door.

"The first aid is in the bathroom closet, Roxas." He said simply before grabbing his coat and running out.

"The doc!" Roxas sobbed hysterically, "The doc!"


Riku knew who awaited him at the end of the pier, and because of this knowledge, he didn't go into shock when he felt a knee crash him five feet back. Grumbling, he stumbled up, getting into fighting position and glaring, "Why the hell did you target Axel? He didn't do anything."

"He did something, my boy, he's protecting you, when we all know you should be dead." The younger silverette snorted.

"I'm pretty sure demons like you still follow contracts. It was your own fault for losing that damned gamble. I could be safe with my mother, I wouldn't have to care about you." A fist threw itself upon his face, causing him to fall to the ground, the other man immediately falling over him.

"Yes, I know we hate each other well, but to avoid any further distractions when I go to the club, I'm going to have to kill you here and now." He got up and stepped on his son's chest with maniacal laughter.

"You're a bastard." Smirked the other, wincing at the pain before slipping away from the foot and getting up, not bothering to fight. "By the way, what's with you getting new and young fuck toys? Young is the more important subject though, I never knew you were a pedophile." He was punched in the stomach, and he knew his wound reopened because of it.

"Who's do you suppose is to use the smartass talk in this fight, boy?" Growled the dark-skinned father, slapping Riku straight across the face.

Then he began pushing the younger back inch by inch by harsh arms, leading him to shore. "Tell you what." Riku growled between pushes, eyes already fluttering shut by the loss of blood, "You're allowed to kill me if you let that little fuck toy of yours go. I'm sure you wouldn't skip out on that deal."

"Oh no, he's important. Sadly to say, even more important than your death. I'll take you up on another offer on your suicide." Murmured the man, kicking the younger ruthlessly, covering the distance the rest of the way to shore.

"Bastard." Riku seethed, rushing up and attempting to punch the man, his fist immediately blocked.

"You have a lot to learn." The other hand balled into a fist, once again hitting the wound on his stomach. Riku began thinking the man was doing that on purpose.

"Maybe I do." Breathed the crouched boy, who looked up with a smirk and tripped the man while he was distracted. If the man knew his disability, Riku knew his too. The Satan of the town was always known to be cocky after winning a hit. It was then he was unfocused.

The older snorted and stood, walking over to his son before grabbing one of the pale, toned arms and throwing it to the ground. The plank below Riku snapped open, and he found his head hovering over the edge. Quickly, he moved away, and was forced to dodge another hit… which pushed him back to the area in which he had started.

He saw the way Axel glared at him when spotting the bleeding wound, and the way Roxas almost got up and cried in fear at the sight, but in this moment of diversion, the oldest man didn't hesitate to fly a kick into his face, causing his nose starting to bleed.

But sadly, that's when the man turned to Roxas, "So you have another friend."

The blonde slowly backed away when the man inched towards him, eyes widened in fear. A tanned hand pulled back for a punch, and Roxas immediately closed them, arm moving in front of him for an attempt to save himself.

But there was no impact when he opened his eyes, and Axel was in front of him, blocking the hit, and getting punched full force in the ribs again.

Immediately, the man fainted, leaning on Roxas, who was now more preoccupied by Axel's condition.

This time, the bastard was more abstracted than ever, wondering how the dead man could have somehow blocked that hit, and Riku threw a kick at him, sending him flying into the lake, him disappearing deep under. "Get him out of here." Growled Riku, glaring at the bubbles in the water.

"What about you?"

"Just get the hell out of here, kid."

Roxas nodded and used all his strength to get away from the docs as far and quickly as possible, not glancing back once while he carried the older man to his café.

And it was just when the blonde got out of sight did the attacker jump from the water and push his son to the sand, landing unstopping hits on the boy's face and arms.

Riku didn't talk, didn't scream, didn't cry, didn't complain, he didn't do anything but sit there and take it, watching the golden eyes carefully, trying to block out the tight smirk on the man's face.

"I'm going to kill you." The older repeated, landing more hits on the silverette's face. "But before I do…"

Riku felt his pants being taken off, "You sick bastard." He said quietly, feeling a bulge on his backside.

"Why don't you call me daddy while you're at it?"


A/N: Yeah I'm stopping there, mostly because I fail to have a reason to start writing the Ansem/Riku rape time when I've already written nine freaking pages of this chapter. Yes, nine freaking pages. I'm proud of myself. Oh yeah, sorry people for making this chapter so angsty and bloody. O.o think I was angry? Oh well. And one more round of applause to Toko Taiyou who both edited my story and gave me good advice! I love her so much! Thankyous!

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So deary me! Sora has a sister? Who's pregnant?! What does he mean by expenses, what is his sister trying to stop him from doing? And what was Riku's plan in the first place? Why is his father so angry at him right now? And will Axel be okay? Next on Mosaic Masterpiece!