Sinfully Pure
Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts or any of its characters… and I really really want to, so I'm going over to this corner here to cry. Oh… I don't own the song Angels by Within Temptation
Warning: Okay, you know that there is yaoi in this fic… you probably wouldn't be reading it otherwise… and I most certainly wouldn't be writing it. But there is a new warning… LEMON!!! Lovely lemonade for sale! And a nice citrus side salad.
Author's Note: Okay… I know that you guys are probably angry with me for taking so long with chapter 16, but there was a lot going on. So I decided that I would try and work fast on this chapter. Okay… you people are gonna start hating me for this chapter… I can see the hate in your reviews… but flames will be read, laughed at, and used to revive Axel so… no biggie to me.
Chapter 17: The Past
-"These dirty hands. No, these hands are covered in blood. I don't want to soil you. I want your wings to stay clean and beautiful so that you can fly."-
(God Child, Volume 2)
For the second time, Sora woke up in strange room, his head spinning. And for the second time, there was a pair of sea-green eyes staring down at him. But this time, Sora didn't care. These eyes were familiar to him now. He knew whose they were, not who was in front of him now but who it used to be. A small smile touched his lips. Riku ran a hand through Sora's hair. The younger boy glanced around the room and noticed his clothes draped over the back of a chair. A sharp pain ran from his back to his temples. The burning pain hit him all at once. It wasn't just the usual pain he felt in his back, no this was all over his body.
"Riku…" Sora whispered. "Wha…what's going on? I feel like I'm on fire. And there's so much going on in my head. It hurts." Riku shook his head impatiently.
"I know. But I can't do anything. It's all for the best." He replied. The brunette whimpered as another flare of pain rushed over his body. He reached out and grabbed Riku's arm.
"Please, help me! Make it stop. Anything to make it stop! I…I… need you. I need your help. You are the only one who can take away this pain. Like when you touch those things on my back… I don't want to ask for your help but I need you badly." Sora pleaded. Riku was bewildered. Did Sora realize what he was saying? Was this the same Sora who not hours ago was screaming at him to stay away? The drug that Sephiroth had used must be very strong to cause a reaction on such a strong willed person.
"Do you realize what you are saying? I could take your words in a different way and have my wicked, wicked way with you. Does it scare you?" Riku hissed. Sora just smirked, something very uncanny for his facial expressions. It took a minute but he finally spoke.
"I am being consumed, Riku. I'm being punished every day of my life. This fire that is burning within me is hot, hotter than you would imagine… It's like someone set my very marrow aflame. I'm being damned, Riku… the least you can do is try to rid me of some of this pain." Sora smiled. "And it wouldn't be the first time you've taken advantage of me."
"It's not my problem… why should I care?" Riku said nonchalantly, waving a dismissive hand. Sora smirked, his dull eyes flashing.
"Oh… it is your problem… come closer Riku. I have something to give you." He hissed. Riku was hesitant about going near this new Sora. He didn't seem like the look in his eyes. There was something wrong. Very very wrong. But he stepped closer anyway. Sora immediately slammed the palm of his hand to Riku's forehead and a strange rush of energy flowed through him, followed by a heat that surpassed the strength of the hottest of fires. "Share my pain." Sora snarled before everything was over taken by light.
Inside Riku's mind
Sora was lying on his bed, his head buried in a pillow, sobs shaking his slender frame. Guards, angels of a lower rank, on Cloud's orders, surrounded the brunette. Riku hovered outside the window, observing. The normal loving feeling he felt when he was around Sora was replaced with an overwhelming sense of loathing. The angel had to be punished, as he had, for his crimes. How could someone so false be held on such high choirs? A Seraph with the taint of a demon… now Riku would make it clear, make it known, how false this angel was. Riku entered through the window, smirking as usual. Sora was still too caught up in his crying to notice, but the guards did.
Sparkling angel I believed
You were my savior in my time of need
Blinded by faith I couldn't hear
All the whispers, the warnings so clear
"You… you're no longer near Lord Sora." One said, pulling forth his sword and lunging at Riku. The demon's smile just grew wider and his plunged his hand into the angel's chest, pulling out his heart, relishing the squelching noise that it caused. As the body fell, all the other guard's jumped into action, one attacking the demon only to be cut down by his talons, shredding them to unrecognizable pieces. As soon as all were dead, he turned to Sora, who had stopped crying and was now staring in horror at the dismembered corpses on the ground, the rivers of blood flowing on his floor. More unsettling than the dead bodies was the sight of Riku, his love, covered from head to foot in the rich red elixir, sea-green eyes glowing gold with rage and madness.
I see the angels
I'll lead them to your door
There's no escape now
No mercy no more
No remorse cause I still remember
The smile when you tore me apart
"Sora…" He hissed, approaching the bed. Riku reached out and grabbed a fistful of his cinnamon locks, dragging the boy over to him. Sora let out a loud whine of discomfort. He stared up at his love with his big sapphire eyes filled with tears. The silver-haired demon sneered. "You're so pathetic. Cry. Go ahead and cry. I want to see those tears." He finished the sentence with a slap to Sora's face. And just as he wanted, the tears he so desired fell. Riku pulled Sora's head up and lapped the tears from the younger male's face, savoring the combined tastes of salt, fear and pain. Sora whimpered quietly. What was Riku doing?
You took my heart
Deceived my right from the start
You showed me dreams
I wish they would turn into real
You broke the promise and made me realize
It was all just a lie
"Riku… what are you doing?" The brunette angel whispered. Riku harshly brought his lips down on Sora's. One of the demon's fangs pierced right through his lip; the taste of copper and salt flooded their mouths. Sora wanted to tear his mouth away and spit the bitter ichor out of his mouth, but Riku held him close, so intimately like he did when they were lovers. He felt the demon's smooth tongue slide past his parted lips and inside his mouth. The younger boy put his hands on Riku's chest to shove him away, but the demon proved stronger. When Riku pulled away finally, Sora ripped himself out of his grasp, nearly flinging himself across the bed. "Have you gone absolutely mad?"
"No my dear… I'm amazed. Amazed that I thought that I could take an angel as a lover and live happily. That I thought that I could make you love me in return. That I thought that you would forsake God to be with me." The demon hissed angrily. Sora cowered at the madness that was all too clear in Riku's eyes. "I realized something. The only way to have you is to break you. Fuck love… fuck emotions. You will be mine for eternity."
Sparkling angel, I couldn't see
Your dark intentions
Your feelings for me
Fallen Angel, tell me why
What is the reason
The thorn in your eye
"Ri… Riku! Stop this madness. Think about what you are doing! I do love you! What did I do to say that I didn't?" Sora cried. Riku covered his ears. He wanted the boy to shut up; he wouldn't be swayed by any of his lies. Not now, not ever. He'd silence them for good. Sora gripped a pillow to his chest and whimpered. The younger boy had gone unbelievably pale and more tears were welled up in his eyes. Riku loved it. He loved it more than he loved killing those guards. This treatment was what Sora deserved for being false. He grabbed the boy by the ankle and dragged him across the bed. Sora screamed as Riku ripped off his shirt and bound his hands with it. The knots were so tight that Sora could feel the small bones in his wrist rubbing together. He whimpered as Riku ran a hand down his chest. He had never been touched in such a manner. Riku loved how soft Sora's skin felt under his hands, how he radiated with an innocence that shouldn't be there. He seemed so perfect, but nothing was perfect. There was always a blemish… and now he would expose that blemish for what it really was.
I see the angels
I'll lead them to your door
There's no escape now
No mercy no more
No remorse cause I still remember
The smile when you tore me apart
"Oh Sora… I love you but I hate you. I wanted you. I would sacrifice everything to have you, but you, you won't even be truthful with me. Now answer my question! Don't you dare speak. Nod or shake your head. Is there someone else besides me? Do you desire anyone else besides me?" Riku asked, raking his claws down Sora's chest. The smaller boy shook his head violently before he moaned in pain and gasped in shock when Riku licked away the blood. Riku savored the flavor of salt and copper on his tongue. Angelic blood has a sweet, forbidden undertone to it and it was utterly addictive. He pulled Sora onto him so that the younger boy was straddling his waist. "Such a sweet boy… You are extremely desirable. You make me want more of you." Riku rocked against Sora's slender hips, delighting the boy's small gasps at the new sensations inflicted upon him. "Bring out your wings… I want to see them as I defile you." Sora shook his head furiously. His wings were an intimate part of him and baring them to Riku would make him feel more exposed than he already was. He never showed anyone his wings unless it was entirely necessary. Riku's hands tightened painfully on his hips
You took my heart
Deceived me right from the start
You showed me dreams
I wish they would turn into real
You broke a promise and made me realize
It was all just a lie
"You're hurting me! Stop!" Sora whined. "I…I can't do this. It's wrong and dirty…" Riku snarled and rolled so that Sora was underneath him. The angel started sobbing uncontrollably as Riku ripped off his white satin pants and threw them into a far corner of the room, no doubt to be stained in the blood of angels. The moans and gasps that came soon after as Riku fondled Sora's most intimate place, were music to the deranged demon's ears. It was like this was Sora's first experience at sexual pleasure, forced sexual pleasure at that. Riku slipped off his loose, black shirt and tossed it away. He looked down at the angel beneath him, in all of his naked glory. Sora's slender body was like that of a younger girl's, small curves here and there, but mostly straight and narrow. The creamy bronze colored skin was as soft as cashmere. Sora gasped as Riku took his bound hands and raised them above them his head.
"So beautiful…" Riku cooed. "You are so lovely when you are submissive. I could do anything I want to you couldn't I? But I don't have much time before my presence is detected. I'll have to make this fast instead of playing with you the way I want." He licked the shell of the angel's ear. "I won't lie and tell you it won't hurt, because it will… more than anything you have ever felt before. But knowing what a fucked-up angel you are, you'll probably like it." He flipped Sora onto his stomach and pressed a hand between his shoulder blades as they heaved with Sora's sobs. "Now don't disappoint me. Show me that you love me and show me your wings." In accordance with Riku's order, brilliant white wings tipped with silver burst forth from Sora's shoulders. Riku buried his face in the soft, silky feathers. How beautiful. Sora's perfection knew no bounds. He massaged the sensitive joint that linked Sora's wing to his back. The angel moaned. Riku smirked finding that wings were an erogenous zone on angels. This was terribly interesting. He pinked the joint at the tip of the wing and Sora let out a low whine.
Could have been forever
Now we have reached the end
"Stop!" Sora screamed as Riku painfully plunged into his virgin body with no preparation. The heated pain was nearly overwhelming; Sora didn't know how much he could take. The Riku started to move, his thrusts violent and cruel. The brunette felt something inside of him tear after a particularly violent thrust. He could feel the warm ichor pouring down his thighs and staining his pure white sheets crimson. Why was Riku doing this? What did he do? "Riku… aghh! Why? WHY?!" He cried as Riku's movements brutally shook his small form. Riku's thrusts only gained in speed and were more vicious as the demon took his pleasure from the angel. He could feel that he was close. There was no going back on this; no demon had ever succeeded in raping an angel, though demons didn't often fall in love with angels, let alone the Key. Sora's screams and moans of extreme pain were so arousing. He couldn't contain himself any longer. He gripped Sora's wings at the joints and as he climaxed, with one huge exertion of strength and force, tore the wings from Sora's body. A shower of blooded covered them as the brunette screamed a scream that couldn't possibly be described. Riku collapsed, exhausted onto the former angel's back.
This world may have failed you
It doesn't give a reason why
You could have chosen a different path in life
"Did you like that Sora?" The demon asked, his voice dripping with sadistic glee. The brunette did not answer. He just stared at the blood soaked wings that Riku had carelessly thrown in front of them, tears clouding his eyes but refusing to fall. Never had he felt such pain, his entire body was abused. What had Riku done to him? His wings… his glorious wings. Gone. Riku laced his fingers with Sora's and kissed the back of his neck. "The pain is marvelous isn't it? I would love to do this again… but that would be quite impossible. You should thank me you know. I removed the only thing that was shielding your lie." Sora whimpered as Riku steeped his hands in the bloody openings where his wings used to be. Riku grinned broadly at the other boy's pain. He had broken him, torn him apart.
The smile when you tore me apart
"Riku… why?" Sora sobbed. The silver-haired demon lovingly stroked his hair. "Why? I love you… Why did you rip off my wings?" Riku ignored Sora's cries. The angel was oblivious to his crime, just like the rest of them. Riku knew what he had to do know. End this little drama… forever.
"Sora… it's time to end this little romance of ours." Riku whispered in the former angel's ear. He wrapped an arm around Sora's chest and held him tightly. "Don't worry though. You wont be alone, I'll be with you. We will go together."
"What are you doing?" Sora whimpered. "You promised me that would never hurt me. You lied to me, Riku! You were more angelic in my eyes than the brightest Seraphim. How can you do this to me?!" Riku scoffed at Sora's words. What were promises to demons? Besides, Sora had hurt him more. The silver-haired demon concentrated for a bit, gathering the final vestiges of his power. With a few mumbled Latin words, he summoned forth the most powerful form of Hellfire possible. Sora's screams could be heard even in the depths of Hell as the fire consumed his body.
You took my heart
Deceived me right from the start
You showed me dreams
I wish they would turn into real
You broke the promise and made me realize
It was all just a lie
"Sora, I love you. And the only way I can stay with you and trust you is to kill you." The silver-haired teen said. The fire traveled along his body as well. Sora could barely hear the demon over the sound of his own screams. The fire was burning his skin away, peeling it and then scorching it, making his marrow bubble. The pain was intense, even for Riku, who was used the heat of the fires of Hell. Sora gripped the bed sheets, screaming bloody murder, thousands of curses on Riku, and for his brother to come and help him. Cloud would come, but to late to do anything but watch his brother burn with the demon. The demon on top of him sighed as the screams increased in volume and covered the former angel's mouth with his hand. "Shut up Sora. You're going to die with me."
Could have been forever
Now we have reached the end
Back in Riku's Apartment
Riku slumped into a chair, his face paler than usual and he was shaking uncontrollably. What was that? What had he done? But he couldn't remember doing any of it. He glanced at Sora, who was leaned against the headboard, chest heaving as he gasped for breath. Riku reached out to push the sweat-soaked hair out of Sora's face but the younger man pulled away. The silver haired teen slowly pulled his hand away. He couldn't blame Sora for not wanting to be touched… especially after what he had done. Sora lay down and turned on his side, his back facing Riku. The wing tattoos looked even bloodier than before in Riku's eyes. Everything was piecing itself together. The bloody wings, the burning pain Sora felt, it was all because of Riku's past self's rage.
"Sora… I… I don't know what to say to you." He said, quietly. "I can't explain myself because I don't remember the time. Forgive me?" Riku bowed his head. Sora didn't even turn around.
"You ripped off my wings and burned me with Hellfire. Above it all, you RAPED me, Riku! I don't know even why you did it. And you ask me to forgive you?" He whispered. "I wanted to be happy… and I never had been loved the way you loved me. You promised that you would never hurt me and would protect me." Riku reached out and grabbed Sora by the shoulder and turned him around. Sora's eyes had returned to their normal color and were once again filled with tears. "I want to forget it all! I wish I never remembered, never met you!" Riku was more than a bit shocked at this outburst.
"Sora… I don't remember anything. But if you truly loved me you would forgive me." The older teen sighed.
"Why? So you can hand me over to your leader?" The brunette shouted. Riku thought for a moment. He had to finish his mission, his future amongst the Fallen depended upon it. But Sora… he had a claim on him. Above all else that mattered. He could stand to think of what Ansem would do to the poor kid; already so much damage had been done. Instead of answering, Riku just wrapped his arms around Sora and nuzzled his hair, overtaken by the scent of cinnamon. Once again… angel or human, Sora was perfect. He could feel the younger teen shaking in his arms. Riku was once again at a loss. What had he gotten himself into?
A/N: Well… what do you think? Have I totally gone off the deep end or what? R&R!!!! Oh and I am indeed considering writing a sequel to Lips of an Angel. Those who have read it tell me what you think I should do.