Sinfully Pure Chapter 19: The Punishment, a kingdom hearts fanfic

Sinfully Pure

Disclaimer: Kingdom Hearts has never belonged to me so I have decided to become emo and commit suicide because my life is not worth it cause my mom won't let me skateboard in the house (I can't skateboard), no one pays attention when I cut myself (haven't done that in years and can guarantee that it wasn't for attention), and my boyfriend forgot to come to my locker this afternoon (do people really act like this? Yes, they do… oh and I hate the fact that people can go and mutilate themselves and their parents will go out and buy them a fucking new wardrobe! I remember a few years ago, when emo was called suicidal and you had to go to counseling and go to a hospital and get treatment, but these days anyone can slice up their arm and everyone gives them exactly what they want! New clothes, a DVD, getting out of a punishment! It's all bullshit and I'm sick of it cause it isn't fair to those who are truly in need of help and no one is willing to help them because all these little emo bastards act this way and hog all the attention for themselves. And I'm sorry if this rant offended anyone, but these are my feelings. And if anyone out there is actually suicidal they know exactly how I feel about this situation. And I'm not saying that everyone out there who slits their wrists or pops too many pills is emo cause that isn't the case, but if you do do that, please get help or e-mail a friend or even PM me. And I'm sorry if I came off as a bitch with this rant... I promise that I won't do it again.

Warning: Yaoi… yeah, that's about it for today.

Note to Reader: I have recieved a very gender biased comment from someone and I feel that it is a great injustice. Just because I am a girl doesn't mean that I rant. Boys rant as well and I would appreciate if people would not use their sexuality as an excuse. I am a homosexual and an active feminist so please, do not make excuses based on gender or sexuality alone. I'm sure that the people or particular person knows who they are.

Chapter 19: The Punishment

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-"What is plucked will grow again, what is slain lives on, what is stolen will remain, But what is gone is gone."-

(Unknown)

Riku cried out as Sephiroth kicked him in the ribs for what seemed like the thousandth time. He grunted but refused his body's urge to curl up in a defensive position. He wouldn't show any weakness to his brother. After returning to the mansion, Sephiroth had dragged Riku to Ansem's throne room, accusations flying from his mouth. The leader had only watched in amusement. Sephiroth kicked Riku again, his foot sliding under Riku's stomach, lifting the boy up in the air and sending him flying against the steps leading up to the throne. The elder of the two siblings stalked over to the younger and lifted him up by his hair.

"You have destroyed everything! Too many people are involved now; we'll never finish what was started! You stupid ignorant child! I should've killed you after that damn massacre. You're the reason we're in this mess. Lifetime after lifetime and I continue to put up with your behavior. And finally, when we have the chance to fix it all, those ridiculous feelings of yours resurface. I thought that you have such frivolity under control." Sephiroth spat out. Riku hissed as his brother gave a sharp tug on his hair. "Why, Judas, why?"

"Don't call me that!" Riku yelled. "That is not my name." He squirmed as Sephiroth wrapped a hand around his throat. "Jesus, Seph, stop! Please!" Sephiroth ignored his brother's pleas, squeezing his hand hard, causing Riku to choke.

"I watched after you all these years. I didn't care when you sent my entire family to a flaming, painful death. The fact that an abomination like you exists makes me sick. I'll keep you under a chain and leash so that you don't interfere with our plans anymore. You stupid, stupid child. The reason we are forever damned is your fault!" Sephiroth raged as Riku wheezed, trying to pry his brother's hands from his throat.

"Sorry, Seph. It wasn't my fault. I didn't… I didn't…." He cried.

"You didn't what, you filthy bastard? You didn't what? You didn't mean to?! We're in this trouble because you couldn't control your fucking hormones! Not then, not now! You always fall in love with the wrong people and it ends up getting you killed, usually at your own hands." Sephiroth roared. "What would mother think?"

"The same thing that she thought when she was alive. That I was the greatest mistake of her life." Riku replied. "Stop obsessing over that bitch! I'm glad that I killed her and the lot of them!" He gasped as Sephiroth drove his knee into his stomach. The older male let him drop to the floor.

"How dare you?! She was your mother as well as mine! How dare you speak ill of her? After all the pain she went through having you as a son, then she was ultimately killed by you. Show her respect! She was right! You were the biggest mistake of her life!" Sephiroth screeched, something completely out of character for him. Riku was about to comment before he felt something sharp burn its way through his lower back and stomach. The silver haired boy retched, jet after jet of dark red blood issuing from his mouth onto the cold, stone floor. He didn't need to look up to know that Sephiroth, in his blind rage, had taken Masamune off the wall and stabbed through his back. It was nothing that wouldn't heal in a couple of days.

"You're such a fool, Seph. So blindly taken in by the only sign of affection that someone had ever given you, something other than fear and respect. Because she was your mother, she gave you the only thing that she never gave me, unconditional love. But one day, it will be your downfall, that Oedipus complex of yours. Tell me, is that why you desire me? Do I remind you of mother?" Riku whispered, smirking a bit.

"Shut up!" Sephiroth yelled, removing the sword from Riku's abdomen and throwing it away. He reverted to his original tactic of kicking his younger sibling repetitively. The long-haired male grew even angrier when he saw that Riku was still smirking, bordering on full-blown laughter. How dare this amuse him?! How dare he laugh and smile like a real person?! This was entirely his fault to begin with! He didn't deserve the restraint that he was exercising on him. He should kill the little bastard right now! Riku was no use to anyone anyways. The aforementioned teen lifted himself onto all fours, only to have Sephiroth kick him back down again.

"Does it… does it… make you feel better to see me like this, Seph? Do you like me like this, on the ground and humbled? Does hurting me give you the justification that you want? Does it bring you peace inside? Enlighten me, does it make up for the fact that your lust for me is sacrilegious, even for a Satanist?" Riku whispered, his cheek pressed against the cool floor. He knew that his words would only serve to enrage Sephiroth even more, possibly drive the other to kill him. Riku just simply didn't care. He looked up to see his brother towering over him, the fury evident in his very posture. He looked like he was ready to rip Riku limb from limb. It was at this time that Ansem felt the need to intervene.

"Sephiroth." He said, standing from his throne. His deep voice echoed around the empty hall. "Compose yourself. Killing your brother will solve none of our problems, even the ones that he caused. He may still be of some use to me. I should have taken your advice from the very beginning. I should've sent Axel… it would've kept his attention off of my son. Riku, stand up." Riku struggled to his feet, one hand clutching the still bleeding wound in his stomach. He glared at the older man before him.

"I won't give Sora to you! He's mine and only mine! You won't touch him!" The silver-haired teen hissed. Ansem just smiled.

"And if he doesn't want you? Maybe he's afraid of you now? After all, you're his rapist… and his murderer. Face it, my dear Riku, you are doomed to kill the one you love and kill yourself. To drift from lifetime to lifetime knowing only sadness, regret and hate. And you'll just kill another and another. A vicious cycle. You're just lucky that you found the reincarnation of someone you already killed, someone who already knows the pain of your treachery. He just lucky that this time… there's nothing for you to burn him with." Riku snarled at these words and launched himself at Ansem, like a wounded animal, his injury forgotten. The white-haired man grabbed the younger male by the neck and held him at an arm's length. "You aren't really in love with Sora. More or less, it's just insane desire. Come now, I have a proposition for you. When we are finished with Sora, he's all yours. He'll belong to you and only you. We just need him for one night. Just one and he's your possession. Wouldn't it be lovely?" Ansem tried to reason but Riku would have none of it. Riku just sneered and spit in the man's face.

"No, it's all or nothing. You can't have him, not for one night, not even for one minute. Either you are my enemy or you are my ally." He snarled, thrashing in Ansem's grip. The older man smiled gaily (happily for those who are thinking something different).

"What happened to you, Riku? You used to be so obedient. Is one boy worth your betrayal? When you can have as many as you want? Hell, I'd give you my son, Roxas, if it would appease you. He and Sora look exactly alike. And whereas you've only know Sora for a few weeks, you've known Roxas for years." Ansem bargained. Riku continued to sneer at him.

"You're sick. To use your own son as a bargaining chip for my loyalty. Sora and Roxas may look alike but they are not similar in any other way. Besides… Roxas is in love with Axel. I'm pretty sure that you knew that. What's your problem with Axel anyway, he's one of your best followers." Riku gasped as the hand around his neck tightened.

"That is none of your concern. I suggest that you stick to the matter at hand. Like whether I let you walk out of this room with a few bruises and a hole in your stomach or I throw you back down those steps to Sephiroth, whose not exactly in his right mind." The white-haired leader said. He dropped Riku to the ground. "You're only hurting yourself and you'll be hurting him soon enough. That is… if you haven't damaged him irrevocably by now." Riku picked himself up and grimaced at the grime and blood that coat his skin and clothing.

"Lord Ansem, Riku has betrayed you numerous times! His life is expendable! He's no use to anyone… including himself. Just let me take care of him, once and for all." Sephiroth yelled. Ansem's eyes grew furious.

"How dare you tell me what to do?! I have had my fill of your unwanted comments, Sephiroth." Ansem roared. Sephiroth shrunk back a bit. He knew that he had crossed a line. "I suggest that you watch over your brother and make sure that he doesn't leave the mansion and stays out of trouble."

"I… understand, sir." The silver-haired man said, crossing an arm over his chest and bowing. "I am sorry for my unsolicited input. Forgive me?'" Ansem settled back in his throne.

"You won't be forgiven until I have Sora. None of you imbeciles seem to realize the importance of this one little boy. He is our future. He is our revolution." He leaned back and closed his eyes, reaching one hand out into the distance, reaching for something that was just out of his reach like Tantalus reaching for fruit to sate his hunger. "I want him so badly and he is just outside of my grasp. Such a thing is so tantalizing. It's like I'm starving and he is the biggest, juiciest fruit on the tree. It makes you work for it." Ansem's eyes snapped open and his reaching arm fell into his lap, clenching into a fist. He regarded Sephiroth with a burning glare. "Do not make me lose this boy. Not when I am so close that I can practically feel his supple, young skin under my fingers, can taste him just on my lips…. You suffer all the pains of Hell if you do. You… and your little brother." Ansem's voice was lowered to a hiss.

"Sir, of no disrespect, but my salvation lies within Sora as well. He is just important to me as he is for you. Without him, I am forever damned. Forget not, my Lord, that you plucked each and everyone of us off of the street, out of our own personal hell." Sephiroth said.

"Everyone but you, Sephiroth. You were in a rather comfortable position when you and I met. The sole heir to billions and billions dollars, multiple estates all over the world, some of the world's biggest conglomerates… and one rather interesting pet." Ansem replied, casting a glance at Riku, who was still standing quietly at the bottom of his throne, seething. The veil of his silver hair obscured the younger boy's expression. "I think that above all else, the loyalty, the donations, access to shelters, rehabs, and orphanages all over the country, all the things that you offered me… I let you become one of the Fallen because of this little fool right here. I knew that he would have great potential. I though that he would be great, if he learned to tame the demon inside." Ansem sighed. "Take him away. I guess that I'm going to have to consult Him…." Sephiroth bowed before grabbing a sulking Riku and dragging him out of the throne room. Ansem leaned back in his throne. He closed his eyes and pictured Sora. "Soon angel, soon. You're all I'll ever need."

Tantalus is a character in Greek mythology. He held a banquet in honor of the Gods and served his son as the main course. The Gods recognized the meat as human and Zeus killed him. When he died his punishment was that he was tied to a tree laden with most delicious fruits and waist deep in a crystal clear pool of water. Every time he reached out to pick fruit the wind would blow the branch out of his reach and every time he bent to drink water from the pool, the water would recede. So he had to go on through eternity constantly hungry and constantly thirsty, forever in torment. His son was also brought back to life… except for one shoulder, which the Goddess Demeter had eaten because she was still torn up over the loss of her daughter, Persephone. But that is another myth all together. He was given an ivory shoulder instead.

Abbandon's Note: Okay… I really have nothing to say right now. So… R&R please.