The long awaited chapter 2! Sorry about the delay but we must all give love to Tragedy as she's been ill and still managed to get the chapter done, now there's dedication!

Enjoy...


You're Mine

Soku couldn't tell where he was but he knew wherever it was he really shouldn't have been there. He could feel things moving around him but he didn't have the strength to open his eyes, his arms felt like dead weights and it was all he could do to keep breathing steadily. The feeling of what seemed to be weights pressing down around his body immobilized him. He heard a voice calling his name but it was muffled and he faintly recognized it. He tried moving closer when there was a hand placed on his chest, pushing him back to lie down. Soku suddenly realized he wasn't wearing a shirt, he could feel something wrapped around his lower half loosely but he wasn't sure if he was bare under it. Oddly enough, the feeling left him in tingles.

The hand on his chest was soft and it started to move, the pads of the fingertips were calloused from use and created friction wherever they touched, his skin beginning to heat at the attention. The warmth from where the hand touched was unbearable, the feeling inescapable. He couldn't help the slight moan that escaped his mouth as he squeezed his closed eyes shut tighter, his hands fisting the cloth wrapped around him as his back arched. The hands were circling his nipples, refusing to do anything other than tease and Soku could feel himself getting frustrated. He desperately tried to open his eyes but he couldn't, the hands began to move up and down his sides, playing at his hips and kneading into his stomach. He knew they were teasing him relentlessly and he just wanted them to do something!

Suddenly, the hands left him and he whimpered at the loss, trying to reach out when he felt a heat approaching his face, his eyes snapped open and he was swallowed by endless viridian that seemed to ensnare his soul as lips brushed his cheek and pulled back, everything was a blur but he could make out that smirk that both infuriated him and gave butterflies to his stomach.

And then he was alone.

He sat bolt upright with a cry, sweat pouring off him and, to his distaste, he was sat in a small puddle of himself. Twisting his face in disgust he jumped as Sora and Riku burst into the tent, Riku with Oblivion readied and Sora carrying a sword. Soku didn't doubt Sora knew how to use it either but he was mildly confused as to why they were brandishing them in his tent.

"Dad? Papa?" As soon as he opened his mouth he realized his throat was raw, he guessed he'd been making a lot of noise and suddenly it made sense.

"Are you alright? We heard you screaming so we came to see if you were okay?" Sora asked gently but with an edge to his tone that let Soku know Sora was currently in I'm-going-to-destroy-anything-that-hurt-my-son mode.

Oh dear, Soku had guessed right. They'd heard him dreaming and thought he was in danger. So, being the good parents they came running. And now, what to say? Soku wanted to groan out loud but that would look odd so he bit his tongue instead. How the hell do you explain to your parents you're perfectly okay, you were just having a dream involving you and certain person you shouldn't even know doing some things you're sure your parents do but really don't want your parents knowing you do?

Soku settled for: "I'm fine. It was just a bad dream."

Riku looked around again and nodded, he banished Oblivion and it disappeared with a small flash of white as Sora sheathed his sword, giving Soku a searching look but realized they'd get nothing more out of him so they left. Soku breathed a sigh of relief and fell back onto his bedroll. Now that was dealt with he turned his mind to the dream. He had no idea where that had come from… okay, he did. But he really didn't want to admit it. He'd been touched before; he'd even been kissed before. Not on the cheek granted, and parents didn't count, but why had that boy affected him so much? He'd grown up with people ogling him and that obviously led to incidents when people thought they deserved more than just a look and he'd had to fight them off. There had only been one time he'd not managed to and he'd been lucky someone had found them and got help but it still didn't explain why those simplest of things were getting him so worked up!

He couldn't think straight so he gave up and decided he'd go and get shower before anyone really got up and before his mess dried.


Mickey was practically out of his mind, pacing up and down before them, mumbling to himself and stating possible outcomes and situations. He paused at one point, kneeled and drew a full scale battle plan. Reciting to himself the answers to possible questions then asking the other members who were also traveling the same questions. If the other party members weren't nervous before, five minutes after Mickey's outbursts they were all worried out of their minds.

"Your majesty, please calm down." Leon tried, his voice still in the command of a leader seeing as he wasn't completely among friends, soldiers were still scurrying around them and Soku knew Leon wouldn't drop the mask if he wasn't at ease.

Mickey cast him a despairing look, "I just know something's going to go wrong…" The king mumbled. Then, as if he'd realized he'd spoken audibly he coughed and straightened his stance, "We need everything to go according to plan."

Sora folded his arms, "I still say you're being far too trusting of your enemy. They're Dark for god sake! Do you really think they're going to pass up an opportunity to win when we make it so easy?!" Soku watched his Papa scowl and then be subdued by Riku but he knew Sora was right, this seemed far too out of character for The Order and Soku wasn't even that familiar with them.

Mickey sighed, "We've got no choice, they decided they wanted to meet you and if I do not comply they'd kill Soku the first chance they got."

Sora glanced at Soku and they shared a look that clearly said they knew the other side would go through with this threat no doubt, it was becoming clearer and clearer to Soku: whoever had met him yesterday wasn't there by chance. They'd known who he was, and were obviously on the opposite side, and had simply left with no more than a kiss… Soku blushed.

Mickey mistook this for fear and embarrassment of being the only one targeted, "Don't worry, Soku, we won't let them anywhere near you." Soku could see his Papa suppressing a grin at this; Mickey had already failed in his conviction then. Soku nodded as if he was fully faithful and was glad when Mickey turned around, "Let's go then, it'll take about an hour to get across the distance we arranged to meet The Order and they won't appreciate it if we're late."

Failing in beside his parents Sora whispered in his ear, "I think Mickey's having flash backs from meeting his in-laws." Soku raised an eyebrow, indicating he didn't understand, "The way he was looking at us. It was like he was making sure not one hair was out of place. What are we doing trying to make the other side fall for us? It's not like they care. I could run around in my undies for all their worried." Soku sniggered and Riku nudged Sora, whispering something to the affect of 'it'd mean I'd be unable to do anything but rape you'. Soku twisted his face and moved to catch up with Leon.

"Hey, Soku." Greeted the older soldier, "How are you?"

Soku grinned at him, "Fine, you?"

"Can't complain."

They both stuck their tongues out at each other, they both hated small talk and yet they always said the same thing when they saw each other. Soku gigged at Leon's face and the soldier began to laugh whole heartedly. Leon had never been one to let his emotions show, but he and Soku had formed a special sort of bond. When together, neither had to say anything to laugh, one look and both were on the floor.

"Well, I'm glad we brought you along, the moods too heavy and you've just made everything better." Leon stuck his tongue out again.

Soku grinned again, "I live to serve, sir." He stuck his tongue out again and nearly jumped out of his skin when Leon cried out in pain and fell onto one knee.

In a flash Mickey, Riku, Sora and Soku had weapons out, a circle formation around Leon and stances low as they faced the black-clad soldiers emerging from the trees. They formed a larger circle around them and Soku realized they were in a sort of space but it was carpeted in twigs and branches from the trees above and around them.

"Now, now, gentlemen…" A silky voice floated through the air, it was deep, commanding and Soku's spine shivered at the sound. This was a bad sign.

All of the members turned to face forwards again as the soldiers parted to allow a tall figure through. They had long silver locks, falling to about mid-thigh, their bangs curved out over their eyes that were a piercing green similar to Riku's but so much brighter it was inhuman. The were wearing a tight leather outfit, the top opened at the chest and two belt straps crossed over their chest and the pants framed with a black leather skirt that fell around his lower half and spiked outwards. He was accompanied by three soldiers and a figure at his side that made Soku forget to breathe.

Teal met cobalt and Soku's mouth fell open. The other didn't seem surprised but his eyes did widen at something for a moment and then the smirk appeared and the scowl reappeared on Soku's face. Sensing the adverse reaction, the smirk faded and instead, a ghost half-smile appeared and Soku was taken aback. He tried to smile back but it was sheepish and he knew his face was engulfed with an embarrassing shade of red.

The older silveret spoke and Soku tried his best to advert his gaze, "I'm sorry about that," he gestured to Leon and the arrow sticking out from his leg, Soku had almost forgotten about it and he felt incredibly guilty. Sora was holding him as he couldn't stand; his chest in Sora's lap and Riku at his side. Soku scowled at the man and resisted the urge to shout at him for it, "These things happen… I'm King Sephiroth and this is my son, Prince Everent," He gestures to the young man beside him and Soku's mind could only focus on that one word. "And this is my domain, I bid you welcome."

Soku wanted to roll the word on his tongue, Everent… say it aloud and taste how it sounded but he could feel Everent's eyes on him and he knew he'd be caught even if he whispered it. He suddenly felt a more intense gaze and glanced up to see Sephiroth looking between him and Everent, the Dark prince hadn't noticed, too busy staring at Soku, but the Light prince tried to force his blush away which failed miserably when he realized he was the sole occupant of Everent's gaze. Fearing he'd be caught he looked up and locked his eyes with the other's, desperate to convey his thoughts in one look, he found himself praying Everent would understand. Soku was pleasantly surprised when Everent's eyes widened slightly and he glanced at Sephiroth whose gaze was now boring into him. He looked down as Soku took a sudden interest in the grass by his shoes.

"As I was saying…" Sephiroth's eyes lingered on Everent a little longer and then pulled away to glance at Soku who looked equally sheepish and then he looked at Riku, "I presume you are the king?"

Riku was slow to respond, like Sephiroth he had noticed the instant connection and spark that had passed on both of the prince's faces. Soku's was blatant that anyone with eyes could see whereas Everent's was hidden behind a mask he probably thought was perfect but anyone used to masks could see straight through. He rose from the ground by Sora and Leon's side and slowly moved towards Soku, "Yes… I'm King Riku," He instantly disliked the way that sounded but persevered and put an arm around Soku, a hand resting on the farthest shoulder, "This is my son, Prince Soku." Riku briefly wondered if he should introduce Sora, this all seemed terribly theatrical so he looked at Mickey who gave the faintest of nods that couldn't be detected by anyone far away. Riku also noticed Sora give him a warning glare he instantly understood: if he introduced Sora as 'Queen' he would not live past Friday. Riku moved back to Sora's side and placed a hand on Sora's shoulder, "This is my Consort, Sora." He was unsure he'd gotten that right but Sephiroth seemed pleased with the answer and Mickey looked slightly relieved.

Riku noticed Soku was once again staring at the other Prince and Everent was staring straight back. He frowned and turned back to see Sephiroth turning back, a mirrored frown on his face, well at least there'd be no danger of Everent making a move on Soku, with a father like that who seemed to be displeased with Everent's attentions on Soku Riku was fairly sure the Dark prince would be disciplined about it.

Riku raised an eyebrow at the pressing silence, "Is… is that all you wished to meet for?" He was slowly getting angry at the prospect Leon had been injured simply to get their attention and all for meeting the 'royal family of light'.

Sephiroth blinked, thinking then gave a devilish grin, a hand arrogantly on his hip, "Yep."

The younger silveret stared at him incredulously, "You shot Leon… for fun?" Sephiroth gave a fair nod of his head and Leon seemed ready to lay into the Dark king, "You expect us to play fair while you shoot at us when you promised a truce and protection for the duration of this encounter." Riku was openly glaring and the anger on his face seemed to serve only in delighting the other King if the grin on his face was any indication.

Soku heard the raised tone of his father and forced his gaze away from the penetrating eyes that stared across at him, glancing at Riku to see the King of Light and King of Darkness practically butting heads. As soon as Everent wasn't the centre of Soku's attention the Dark Prince scowled before realizing why it was Soku had been distracted from him. Realizing that they were needed to stop an impending brawl Soku and Everent moved in synchronization, backs turning to face their fathers, hands restraining on the elder men's chests and pushing back.

"Dad!" Soku said sharply, trying to bring Riku's rage down.

"Not now, father." Everent hissed. Firmly pushing the tall silveret back as Sephiroth's hand twitched as if gripping an invisible blade and if Everent was anything to go by Soku assumed he was mimicking summoning a keyblade. A dark one. And Riku being Riku would answer the challenge with a light keyblade. Soku's pressure on his father's torso increased until the electric glares broke and each father looked down at their son.

Riku frowned slightly as he saw Soku glance over at Everent and saw the dark prince glance back, Sephiroth hadn't missed the brief exchange either. Leaning down Riku whispered, "We need to talk." Soku visibly winced and turned away from Everent, knowing immediately what Riku meant and that he'd been caught, his face falling in fear and embarrassment.

About four foot away Everent was experiencing a similar thing as Sephiroth's strong hand gripped the area where his neck joined his shoulder and dragged the dark-haired teen closer, "When we are done here, don't go too far. I have a few things to tell you." Everent winced in a similar manner to Soku as the words sunk in; giving him no doubts he was in a lot of trouble. He bowed his head submissively as Sephiroth straightened to face the Light King, once free of his father's gaze if not his oppressive hand Everent's viridian eyes flickered up in desperation to find Soku's. But the Light Prince wasn't looking; he wasn't even facing towards him. Everent's heart felt like lead in his chest, he hated he needed to see the blue eyes that seemed to need him too, he hated that he needed comfort of one he knew he should hate but what he hated so much was the confusion that whirled inside him like his own private tornado, tearing at what made him who he was and questioning everything he'd deemed a certain before he'd met that stupid silver-haired, doe-eyed prince.

As if sensing the turmoil unfolding behind him, Soku acquiesced to the screaming part inside him that just wanted those eyes back and turned around and for the briefest moment he saw what lay beneath the mask the Prince had worn in both their encounter and this meeting and he saw the fear written across a broken face and all he wanted to do was hold Everent. Then, as if feeling the prying eyes, Everent looked up, innocence and fear permeating his eyes as well until they were sucked away and tucked somewhere deep and hidden for no one to see and Soku saw the arrogant prince watching him again.

Soku sighed and heard Riku and Sephiroth exchange prideful, almost childish numbers. Soku instantly realized it was probably stupid to tell the enemy exactly how many soldiers you had and then realized they would probably distrust the information anyway. He heard Sora gasp and they turned to see Leon out cold, probably due to loss of blood. Riku's eyes dilated at the image that would probably haunt him forever: his precious love, Sora, clutching at the father he didn't know he had and covered in blood. Apparently, the soldiers hadn't just cut his leg, by the amount of blood, they'd hit something major. Riku was immediately in the role of King as if it were that natural to him.

"Mickey, take Sora and help him carry Leon back, get Ansem to see to him." Pausing for thought he briefly signaled with an upward flick of his wrist, fist uncurling sharply, to call Merlin for help if needs be. He didn't want to openly announce to the enemy they had a wizard on tap if needs be.

The mouse king nodded and instantly went to Sora's side, helping support the tall brunet between them which was exceedingly difficult seeing as they were both very short and Leon was heavy.

Sephiroth suddenly began to chuckle and Riku turned back to him, "You do realize, I could end this war right now. Just a snap of my fingers…" The hand was raised with the threat, fingers poised, "… I could end you and your sons lives, stop your hearts exactly where you stand." Soku froze at the words and missed the flash of shock across Everent's face as he stared at Sephiroth in unsuppressed fear.

Riku growled, drawing closer to his son, "But see, I have you figured out. I'm not as dumb as you think. If you kill us now, there wouldn't be any war, and that wouldn't be any fun at all would it? You kill us know, you take away all the fight, you kill us know, you take away the whole reason you live."

"You're right." Sephiroth lowered his hand, "That'd be no fun." Soku blinked, it appeared the Dark King was either insane or he was just pretending Riku said something else to fit with his conversation. Either way, the threat seemed abandoned and Soku barely let his form relax, still on edge but sensing no immediate danger.

Seemingly bored with them now, Sephiroth waved his hand dismissively, "You can go now. I've said what I wanted to say."

Riku scowled at The King of Dark. He knew that this war would not be easy, it would be painstakingly hard and lose would be bestowed on them all. But he swore to himself right there, Sephiroth would die to his blade. Turning quickly the way they came Riku and Soku left. Knowing he wouldn't but not be able to stop himself, Soku looked back. Everent's eyes were trained on his retreating form. Soku knew that what he felt for the boy would on lead to trouble. That following thought with what his heart wanted him to do would only lead to destruction and despair, and his head was screaming no. Thinking back to the dream he had Soku realized something, Everent was like a drug to him, he had had a few tastes, and now, he was purely addicted.

They stopped suddenly and Soku realized they were actually quite close to camp but Riku kept a firm grip on his forearm when he tried to continue. Soku looked up sheepishly and Riku's face was the picture of parental determination and Soku wished he was invisible, "I said: we need to talk." Soku nodded and looked down, backing away slightly only to find his back suddenly in contact with a tree. Riku didn't look impressed by his attempted escape, "What were you doing during that little meeting?" Soku bit his lip. He knew the number one rule of battle, but the number one rule of teenage life: is when all else fells, lie.

"I-I was… doing what you were doing! I was just looking and listening!" Soku's conviction to the statement was admirable but Riku wasn't convinced in the slightest.

"I want to know what you found so fascinating about that boy!" Riku growled.

"I didn't find anything fascinating about him!"

"Don't lie to me, Soku!" Riku snapped.

Soku flinched and then his temper flared, he had definitely inherited both his parents tempers, "You're just angry about how crap that meeting went and now you're taking it out on me!"

"Don't you dare raise your voice or curse at me!" Riku thundered.

Soku flinched again but this time stumbled back and had it not been for the tree would have fallen to the ground. Riku blinked and stared at the fear in his son's eyes, his conscience now yelling at him for being completely out of order. The older silveret sighed and ran a hand through his hair distractedly, "Look, I'm sorry for yelling but you are my son and you should never swear at me, okay?" Soku remained silent, regarding his father with a weary, angry eye. "I know you're hiding something from me, but I saw you and him during that meeting. You're infatuated with him, right?" Soku twisted his face but still refused to answer. Why couldn't his dad just say 'crush'? Freezing that thought Soku realized he was getting closer to admitting something he never would, he did not like that pompous prince!

Ignorant of his son's thoughts Riku realized he'd done something stupid. You couldn't yell at Soku, not with his childhood being what it had been. He just clammed up and refused to say anything, completely unresponsive and only his eyes said anything. Ever protective of his son, Riku had learnt that because of the little one's appearance, he was often the subject of unwanted attention varying from bullying, sexual and other things and as such Soku had learnt that if he hid his reactions and just didn't reply, it would all be over soon. Riku heaved a breath; those thoughts always made his chest tight with guilt; it reminded him of all the times he wasn't there for Soku when he needed his dad the most.

"Soku?" He said softly, he saw the blue eyes snap to him in fright. "I didn't mean to yell at you. Do you forgive me?" Riku waited patiently, reading the thoughts through the smaller male's eyes.

Eventually Soku looked up guardedly, "…yes." Riku breathed a sigh of relief, though he knew the walls weren't completely broke down yet.

Then the parental mask came back, "Listen, I am sorry for yelling but you have to know that whether or not you like the look of the Prince, he's Dark. He's as pure evil as you can get, just look at his dad for crying out loud!" Riku put a hand on Soku's shoulder. "Don't think you can change him or that he'll love you back, he won't." Soku's eyes shone with hurt and tears, apparently Riku had been bang on when he'd guessed Soku's feelings even if Soku himself hadn't fully acknowledged them. "I don't want to hurt you, really I don't. But I have t tell you the truth."

Soku's face fell and just when Riku thought he should leave the teen to his thoughts he heard a soft whisper, "…you married Papa, didn't you?" Riku blinked and looked down as Soku's tears began to fall, "You married Papa even though he was dark."

"Soku, that was a long time-"

"It still happened! It still showed he was susceptible to darkness!" Soku cried, the tears flowing freely now.

"Soku-!"

"I don't care what you say! Papa is perfect in every way even if he was Dark! I don't care that who I might love may be dark, if I love them enough then you don't matter!" Soku screamed, spinning away from Riku and running.

He didn't know where he was running to or what from but he just had to get away, he ignored the calls of his name crying after him and just ran. He couldn't see for his tears, everything forming odd blurs and shapes, another moment and he was sure he'd hit a tree. But he couldn't stop. He didn't even care he might cross the whole of no man's land and end up in enemy lines, he just needed to release this pent up anger and frustration somehow.

In his hazed vision he saw the familiar blurs of the trees vanish and he was in a small open space, a break in the forest and the ground was soft, it was oddly familiar. He stumbled a few steps, exhaustion catching up and the adrenaline abating, and then threw back his head and groaned loudly, rubbing his eyes fiercely.

Caught unawares a figure across the clearing nearly jumped out of his skin, whirling round to glare angrily at the intruder, surprised to find it was Soku. Quickly adjusting his uniform so none of his injuries showed, Everent approached the distraught prince of light.

"And what, may I ask, has the prince so tightly wound?" He asked, his voice calm and betraying nothing as he stopped a few steps from the teen.

Soku's eyes opened wide and stared at Everent, rubbed raw in anger but still as beautiful as ever, "Wh-what? Wh…" Comprehension dawned and Soku glared at the prince of dark, "You!"

Everent raised an eyebrow, "I believe it's me, yes…"

"Don't give me your sarcastic crap!" Soku took a shaky step towards Everent; his hands reached out and gripped the collar of the ebony haired teen's shirt just above the darkly coloured feather-light armor, "This is all your fault!"

Everent blinked, completely taken aback he'd let his guard down and was being threatened by a teen a good foot shorter than him, "Excuse me?"

"You heard me!" Soku cried, the tears starting again, "This is your fault!"

Confused, Everent inwardly shrugged and decided to go with it, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make the prince cry."

Suddenly flinging away from Everent the silveret scowled at him and turned his back to him, "I am not a prince! My name is Soku and that's it! I'm not a Prince, I'm not an effing warrior for light, I'm not a good little boy and I'm not a fuck toy!"

Everent's jaw dropped at the last one, "Er…?" Surmising that Soku was venting pent up anger from more than one thing he resolved just to stay still and listen, and he wouldn't reply unless asked, not like he could, just what exactly does one say to that anyway?!

Soku didn't seem to need an answer, he was off again, "I'm not anyone's pawn and I do not need protecting! I'm a boy not a girl and I don't even look like one!" Everent couldn't suppress the laugh and immediately regretted it when Soku's teary eyes turned to him, "What?! Do you…" Soku's face fell, "Do you really think I look like a girl?"

Everent paused, "Well… you're long silver hair is a bit misleading at first."

Soku's head snapped up, "I'll cut it off then! I'll cut it all-" Everent caught the hand making the snipping motion and pulled it away.

"Don't cut your hair." Even through Soku's odd rage tantrum he saw the genuine smile on the Prince's face, "I like it." Everent's smile widened at the blush that spread across the small boy's face.

"Don't…" Soku's eyes half-closed and Everent wondered if he was feeling okay, "Don't laugh…" In a sudden movement Soku had collapsed onto Everent, the dark prince's arms barely reacting in time to catch the small teen, "Don't laugh at me…" It was a breathy whisper but Everent still caught it as he sat down, Soku curled in his lap.

The smile returned, "I'm sorry, Soku. I won't laugh at you anymore." There was a grunt of approval and then only low breathing. Everent blinked and grinned again, Soku was asleep.

Hearing heavy footsteps, Everent looked up to see a brunet male he recognized from the meeting, the King's Consort. He looked worried but when his gaze fell on Soku he brightened then scowled at Everent, "What did you do to my son?" There was a warning in the tone but Everent wasn't in the mood, his punishment for staring at Soku in such a manner that he had had been rather painful and he could feel one cut opening again at the sudden movement when he had looked up.

"I haven't done anything to your son, he's asleep." Everent said calmly. He gestured with his free arm; the one Soku wasn't hugging close, to the form in his lap, "He's perfectly fine."

The Consort seemed pleased with this, "Good, I'm Sora by the way." Everent inclined his head about to introduce himself when Sora grinned, "No need, I already know plenty about you." Sora looked at Soku and then Everent clicked and a soft smile spread on his face again. Suddenly they both were on alert at the sound of more pounding footsteps. "You better go; there are soldiers out looking for Soku after he ran off." Sora bent down and put his arms around Soku to support him as Everent wriggled free and rose slowly to his feet so as not to wake Soku and not to jar his injuries. Just as Everent was about to leave Sora spoke again, "Thank you, Everent."

Everent blinked at the thanks but didn't question it as the footsteps were open them and he instead vanished with a faint wisp of dark energy. Sora sighed wistfully, he missed that power. He turned his attention to the fast asleep form in his arms and sighed again, this time contently and lifted Soku into his arms as the soldiers came into the clearing and helped take the Prince home.


Sora entered the tent he and Riku shared to find silveret sat stiffly on a bedroll, anyone other than Sora who had known him for twenty-nine years would not have realized Riku wasn't angry, he was frustrated.

"Riku?" Sora asked softly, entering the tent fully and crawling over to Riku who jumped slightly at the noise and lifted his head to see Sora properly.

"H-hey… is he…?" Riku left it hanging. Sora nodded.

"I found him and he's fast asleep in his tent as we speak. Not one hair on his head harmed." Sora gave him a supportive smile but Riku brought his knees up to his chest and wrapped his arms around them loosely.

"I did something bad, Sora. I shouted at him. I really shouted, I didn't mean to… and he shouted back. I think I really hurt him." Riku confessed, his voice a whisper as he stared at his knees.

Sora frowned, not knowing what to say as he tried to put a hand on Riku's shoulder but the older male shied away. The brunet frowned; he hated it when Riku didn't let him touch him. Making a quick decision the small man launched himself at Riku and knocked them both onto the bedroll with a cry from Riku, the silveret sprawled beneath the grinning brunet.

"Gotcha!" Sora giggled. Yes, a thirty-one year old man giggled.

Riku stared up at the face of happiness and couldn't help but smile back, "Sora…" he tried. He really didn't think he was in the mood.

Putting a finger over Riku's lips Sora scowled, "If you move that mouth of yours for any other reason than to kiss me, I'll cut it off." Leaning over Riku fully now Sora gave an evil smirk, "So, what were you saying?"

Riku's smile turned into a grin and he rolled the brunet over and straddled the younger man's waist, "I wasn't." He pressed his lips to Sora's and roughly shoved his tongue into the waiting mouth, pressing Sora's tongue and rubbing around it feverishly. Pulling back and trailing soft kisses down Sora's jaw line the brunet let out a loud moan and hissed breaths as Riku's kisses turned to nips.

Sora caught Riku's face and pulled it up to his and held it still as he spoke between breaths, "Promise me… promise that tomorrow… you'll talk to… Soku…" Riku looked ashamedly off to the side and Sora pulled his face back to his with a gentle smile, "Promise me… and I'm yours."

Riku gave a sheepish grin and caught Sora's right hand, playing with the gold ring that lay on the fourth finger, "I thought you already were?"

Sora rolled his eyes, "Just promise me."

Riku grinned and nodded his head, "Okay, I'll talk to him tomorrow, but right now… you're mine."


I just realised something... okay, to clarify, it doesn't seem like a lot of time elasped between Soku's arguement with Riku adn him encountering Everent again but he was running for a while and managed to make it to the clearing at around about the same time Everent shimmered in after his... 'disciplining'

Akaiba: Hoped you like it and I hope Tragedy gets lots and lots better! So sleep!

TragedyInTheMaking: sleep

Akaiba xxx