Accidental Infatuation

Chapter Three

AN: This chapter is dedicated to Roxas-Has-A-Stick, cause you left me such an awesome review!

Silence. Not a peep. Encompassed by darkness, there isn't a single sound in here, and in all honesty, it kind of freaks me out. I lay here, just staring at the ceiling for the past three hours, unable to find it in myself to get to sleep on my first night in this white prison, away from everyone.

I thought that I would be able to handle it. Told myself that I'd be fine, I'd pull through it, that I would like it here and if I told myself that enough, I thought that I might actually start to believe it. Then again, I didn't realize how absolutely silent it is in here. And the darkness, it's almost unbearable. I feel as if the shadows have beady yellow eyes that are just watching, waiting to devour me. There is no moon tonight, so luckily, there are not that many shadows to give my imagination fodder to use against me.

While looking around the room, I notice my bedside table. On it was my new, never used cell phone. I look at it, and debate whether or not to call Roxas. He did tell me that I could call him at any time, no matter what. And seeing how part of my insomnia is due to him, I might as well exercise my twinly rights.

And just as I reach over to grab my cell, as my fingers begin to brush the top of the phone, it begins to vibrate, effectively scaring the shit out of me. I whisper a colourful curse, partially glad that I had remembered to turn it to vibrate earlier, before flipping it open only to see an unfamiliar number. If my first call on my new phone is a wrong number, I am going to be seriously pissed.

"Hello?" I ask in hushed tones.

"Sora? Is that you?" The familiar voice of my twin comes through on the other end of the line and I let out a sigh of relief

"Hey, Roxy. I was just about to call you." I answer, hoping that he wouldn't notice the slight shake in my voice.

"I can't sleep either. It's like the first time that I have ever had a room to myself. It's so quiet, it's creeping me out." As Roxas voices my exact concerns, it makes me feel a little less foolish, and the fact that my twin is experiencing the same things gives me a slight sense of normalcy.

"It's the same here. There is one good thing about this place, though." I struggle to pull myself into a sitting position, and after a few grunts and noises, I manage to do it. I hear Roxas laughing slightly on the other end, but I ignore it. This conversation will probably last for a little while, so I might as well get comfortable.

"It doesn't smell like a hospital there?" I can almost picture the grin on Roxas face as he says it.

"Exactly." I return the grin slightly, glad that he understands.

"So have you met many other people yet?"

I nod my head, then remember that I am on a phone. "Yeah, three guys and two girls. The girl's names are Kairi and Naminé. They are twins too. Is it really that annoying when we talk at the same time or finish each others sentences?" I ask, a little bit curious.

"I don't know. Why?" I can visualize the shrug that I must have received.

"Because they are like that all the time, non stop. And it's downright annoying when it is like every word." I groan, running a hand through my flattened brown spikes.

A chuckle confirms Roxas' response.

"But the three guys are really cool, though. Demyx, Axel and Riku." I tell him what I know about Demyx and Riku, but hold off telling him about Axel. If I know my twin, and I do, I think that he really will like Axel. He's always had a slight soft spot for redheads.

"What about the last one? Axel you said his name was?" The anxiousness in my twin's voice hinted that he might have picked up on exactly what I was thinking. He had told me that this might be a good place for me to find my first boyfriend.

"Axel is really cool. Long spiky red hair and I mean really red hair. He has these vibrant green eyes, really tall, and legs that seem to go on forever. Oh, and he has these really erotic, oops, I mean exotic black triangle tattoos right under his eyes." I know that I am playing Axel up to my brother, but Axel seems like a great guy, and after that last bastard that Roxy was with, I want to find someone good for him. I pause to gage his reaction, knowing that he trusts my opinion in guys.

"I like redheads." His whispered reply came, and the slight hitch in his voice confirms that he might be interested.

"I know you do." I grin. "The best part is that the three of them all want to meet you when you come on Saturday."

"Really?" He answers a little too quickly.

To this, I laugh quietly out loud. "Yeah, they do. So, that gives me two days to figure out as much stuff I can about him to give to you." I chuckle, and I just know that he has to be blushing furiously by now. It's something that runs in our family: profuse blushing.

"Would you? And see if I might have a chance? I'm going through a real dry spell right now." He talks a mile a minute, trying to get more information out of me. "Do you even know if they tolerate gays? Have you come out to them? Cause for all we know, they might be homophobes."

"I doubt it. Demyx was hurt in a hate crime, all because he is gay, and both Axel and Riku seem completely fine with his sexuality. So I will try to get a feel with how they feel."

"They? You have a crush already, Sor?" Now it is my turn to blush. Dammit. I should have known better than to try to pull one over on my twin brother. "What does Riku look like? Come on, tell me." Of course I had to go and get him excited, now he probably won't ever shut up. And it doesn't surprise me that he knew right away which one I was interested in.

"Well, he's about as tall as Axel, and that's taller than Cloud. His hair is silver. Not grey, but like, real silver. And I am pretty sure that it is natural, because his older brother has the exact same colour hair." I lean back, and fondly recall the teen that I had first seen, staring into nothingness.

We talk for another 20 minutes or so before I catch myself hitching with yawns, with Roxas mimicking me only seconds later.

"Alright, Roxy. I'm going to let you go now, Call me tomorrow night, alright? I'm not sure what the policy is on cell phones here. I never really asked." I tell him before catching another yawn in my throat.

"No problem, Sor. Don't forget that you have to learn more about Axel for me, okay?" I can still hear the smile in his voice. I swear, sometimes it takes so little to get him this excited, but some days you could tell him that he has just won the lottery and you'd get little more than a shrug of the shoulders.

"Will do. Talk to you tomorrow. Night." I receive the same wished from my twin, before flipping the phone shut and placing the phone onto the bedside table. Overloaded with too much information and slight peace of mind from talking to Roxas, I finally feel a little bit tired, as I pull myself back down into a comfortable position and close my eyes.

Roxas and Axel. Their images flood into my minds eye, images of the two of them in a less than chaste positions. The look on my twin's face as he lay under Axel is one of pure contentment, of happiness, and of serenity. It looks like he has finally found his perfect match. I couldn't be happier for them.

All of a sudden, the faces began too go through changes. Axel's hair began to shorten, loosing both the colour and number of spikes. The jade eyes became more blue, not like the sky, not like the water, but they became a unique aquamarine that I have only ever seen on two people before. The colour drained from the hair, dripping out like red water thrown on an oil slicked canvas, leaving a silver colour in his remains.

I then watch as Roxas' hair grows a little longer, as well as spikier. The colour also begins to change before my eyes, changing from the blond I am used to seeing on him, to the cinnamon colouring of my own. It's almost like watching a movie in slow motion as the features of Roxas slowly morph into my own. And just like that I am no longer watching this like a fly on the wall, but I am in my body, still in the compromising position that Axel and Roxas were in.

I can feel the heat of Riku's breath on my lips, and warmth radiating from the rest of his body pressed against my own. And then I notice the biggest change from watching Roxas and Axel to when it became myself and Riku.

Axel and Roxas had both been fully clothed. Riku and I are not.

The heat of Riku's flesh against my own is enough to make me pant; I need to feel every part of him. I wrap my legs around his naked waist, effectively bring us closer together, leaving room for not so much as a hair between us.

"Sora, please." His husky voice whispers, and I could not refuse a request from him in that voice, even if my life depended on it.

"Anything, Riku." I breathe out, giving him complete control of the situation. It's all the confirmation he needs before he begins to thrust, both of our arousals rubbing against one another, causing glorious friction between us.

"Holy fuck." There's that voice again, causing everything inside me to turn to mush. Even though he wasn't buried deep inside me as I might have wanted, every movement he made sends a spark throughout my body, running from the tips of my ears to the end of my toes.

Coherent thought has left me, and the only thing left on my mind is how to create more and more friction between us. I squeeze my legs tighter in an effort to pull him closer to me, and for my efforts, I receive a throaty moan from my silver haired partner. His thrusts are picking up speed and I just can't get enough of the boy on top of me. He is my only focus, the only being in my existence, other than myself. The two of us, lost in our own rhythm, getting off is our own concern.

"Sora…" My name comes out hitched from his lips and from experience, I know that he is close to release. The friction between us is becoming more and more intense, it is like a drug that flows through my veins. I just can't get enough of it. He repeats my name over and over again, and I pry my eyes open to look up into his aqua green eyes. But instead of being met with the endless pools of colour, there is only a bright white light.

"Sora?" the tone of his voice has changed into a questioning one, and the pitch is now higher. And to make things worse, he has stopped thrusting.

"Uggh." I groan out, trying to lift my hips to revive the friction, but I find that I can't seem to move my hips off of the bed.

"Sora, wake up." The voice changed completely now, and all pressure has been lifted from my body. The white light has turned back into darkness, a soft light coming from behind the blackness. A touch to my shoulder finally throws the remaining sleep from my mind, and I open my eyes quickly, only to be blinded by the bright sunlight coming in through the window. I raise my hand up to block out the offending rays.

"Come on, Sora! You need to wake up!" The voice is laced with laughter, and I debate hurting the own of the perky voice. Come on. Who can be that happy in morning without the aid of drugs?

"Huh?" I ask intelligently, finally looking at the owner of the damn happy voice. There, standing in my room, is Demyx wearing a huge grin on his face. At least I now know whose name to put on the tomb stone. And for once in my life, I am sort of happy that the lower half of my body isn't working, so I don't have any morning wood to awkwardly try and explain.

"Upsy daisy, sleepy head! We've got a session in like, 24 minutes!" I let out a growl, and earn a laugh in response. "Seriously, Sora! You'll rather have me as your wake up call rather than Axel or Riku."

I yawn before pushing myself into a slight sitting position. "Why's that?" I ask mid stretch.

"Axel likes to give people hot foots, or in your case probably a hot…hand? Anyway, it usually involves fire. And Riku…man, the last time he was on wake up call duty and the dude he was sent to wake up didn't want to get up, Riku took all of the boys covers and told him that even though he couldn't see, he could still tell that the kid was naked, and the girls would all love to see, how did he put it again? Oh! That incredibly small excuse for a yogurt slinger." Demyx grins from ear to ear as he rambles, before sitting down on the end of my bed.

I can't help but laugh at the statement, the sleep quickly evaporating from my mind. "Damn, I would have paid good money to see the look on that kids' face. Did Riku get in trouble?" I begin to run a hand through my bed tousled spike, wincing at the feel of the day old gel. Ick.

"Nah, Riku can get away with a lot of things here. But that's only because he's been here so long. Besides, if there is one person that you don't want to piss off, it's Sephiroth. That is one scary dude. Hey, are these the clothes that you are wearing today?" The blond on my bed asks, and points to the small pile I had put there last night. I nod, as the blond stands up and grabs his crutches he had leaned against the wall. I can't help but hope that some day soon, I will be able to stand on my own again. Be able to walk, sit and stand as I please, all those things that I have taken for granted over the years.

"How do you do it, Demyx?" I ask, seeing him pick up the shorts that I had put on the dresser, then toss them onto the bed, followed by my shirt.

"Do what? Have such bad aim? Cause I was aiming for your empty chair." He grins at me, and then points at the wheelchair, easily five feet away from where the clothes actually landed.

"Yes and no." I admit, grabbing the t-shirt and slipping it over my flattened hair.

"You mean, how can I have lived with so little movement in my legs for the past five years, right?" the grin turnes into a soft smile as the blond makes his way back over to my bed, but instead sits in the wheelchair, leaning his crutches up against the wall. "In all honesty, I just keep thinking that this all happened for a reason. Maybe I was shot so I could be sent here to help others, like you, who can't seem to find their ray of hope yet. I found mine really quickly, so I am just working to get better for him." Demyx raises his eyes to the ceiling and grins wistfully into space.

"A boyfriend?" I question, feeling stupid the moment I blurt it out.

The mulletted boy nods. "We've been together for 3 years, 7 months and 26 days. He's actually the research assistant here now. You'll probably get to meet him sooner or later. But first, we have to get to our session!" With that, he gets up once more. Without warning, he grabbed my shorts and threw my blanket off me. Uncaring that I was sitting there in my boxers, Demyx put the shorts over my feet and pulled them up. "I'll go get an orderly. Then, we have to leave to go to our session! Hopefully we will make it on time. If not, well, lets hope that it doesn't come to that." And then, he disappears from my room, and before I can even pull myself up, Demyx is back with someone behind him.

"Sora, this is Lexeaus. He's the orderly that will be helping you the most until you retain enough function to get yourself in and out of bed. Lexeaus, this is Sora." I look up at the man Demyx has dragged in here, and barely manage to keep the very un-masculine 'eep' from escaping my lips. The dude is huge! Like a football player on steroids. Lots of steroids. He nods at me, before lifting me out of the bed and into my wheelchair.

"Um, thanks." I squeak out, and the man nods at me again, before he turns and stalks out of my room without a sound.

"Don't mind him. He never says much, but the guy is a huge help all over here. He's our maintenance dude too. Dammit! There I go again! Sora, we gotta split!" With that, Demyx holds open the door. "Sorry, I won't be able to push you, but you understand, right?"

"Of course. But, Demyx, I haven't even brushed my teeth yet." I argue, feeling kind of gross. Like nasty gross.

"Oh, yeah. Meh, Dad will understand. I'm always late anyway." He shrugs, before closing the door again.

"It's with your dad?" I ask as I wheel myself into the small bathroom.

"Yup! He figures that if I am suppose to be showing others where the offices and sessions are, I might actually be on time for once." He has laughter in his voice, and I can't help smiling as I lean over the low sink and begin my modified bathroom routine, as Demyx continues. "Hey, Sora, is this your family in the photo here?"

As I continue to rinse my hair, I smile at the photo I know is there sitting on my bedside table. I can picture it in my mind with ease. Roxy and I are front and centre, each with a goofy grin, giving peace signs. Behind us are Cloud and Aerith, Cloud looking as bitchy as ever, Aerith looking ass cheerful as ever. Between them is mom, a smile on her face, an arm wrapped around each of her older children. The picture was taken not even a week before the accident, at Cloud's girlfriend's birthday party.

"Yeah. It was taken only a couple of months ago. Just before everything." I manage to crack a smile as I begin to towel dry my hair. I peak my head around the door and watch him.

"You and your brother sure do look alike." Demyx replies, pointing at Roxas. "More than Kairi and Naminé do. You can tell that you're twins just by looking at you. And you both look like your older brother, too."

"We get that a lot. And everyone thinks that Aer is the spitting image of Mom, only with brown hair instead of blonde." I pause in my explanation to finally brush my teeth. Man, my mouth was starting to feel gnarly.

"They are both very pretty. It's funny that you and Aerith both have brown hair, but Cloud and Roxas have blond. You'd think that the twins would share a hair colour." Out of the corner of my eye I see him put the frame down, then turn to look at me. I just shrug, not really interested in talking about my families genetics. "Who took the picture?"

"Leon." I answer, as soon as I spit out the remaining toothpaste. "He hates to have his picture taken with a passion, so he decided that he is our official family photographer. He even hated having his and Aerith's wedding photos done."

"Man, that is extreme." Demyx laughs. "Now, are you clean enough? Cause dad's probably getting steamed." He tells me this in the same tone of voice as if he was telling me that I just won a free lifetime supply of ice cream. This dude is way too perky, even for a gay guy.

"Yeah, I'm good. Except I have absolutely no idea which way to go." I tell him with a laugh as we make our way into the hallway.

"Don't worry, I know this place like the back of my hand." His grin never leaves his face as we trek through the corridors. I try to make a mental note of everything and its location, but everything is like a blur to me. Things start to go by faster and faster, until I can no longer keep up.

Even Demyx rambling on about something or another is lost on deaf ears as I can barely focus on anything going on around me. I just continue to stare at Demyx and push myself along in his wake, unsure of why he has pointed off our path several times. It's like a tidal wave has just hit me with information, and my brain is beginning to drown in explanation.

The need to breathe is becoming more and more essential, my lungs tight with unknown fear. Quickly I draw in a breath, but that is not enough to satisfy me, so I hurry to take in another, followed by another and another.

The world finally stops moving around me at it's frantic pace, now the entire hallway begins to bend and sway as if in time to a drunken polka being played, and the movement is doing nothing to help the nausea that has come upon me so suddenly.

"Sora?" A familiar voice asks in a concerning tone, and for the life of me, I can not pinpoint the ever shifting source of the voice. My breaths are becoming more and more ragged with each passion minute.

"Help…" I manage to whisper out in a pathetic voice, feeling the tremors start in my motionless legs, causing my legs to begin to vibrate against my chair. The shaking slowly makes its way up my body and I grasp the arms of my chair for much needed support as the nausea threatens to peak.

I hear a murmuring that could be someone trying to speak to me, or it could be another thing that my mind is trying to use against me, and then I begin to see it.

The darkness is creeping up on me, the opaque blanket slowly encompassing me everything within its cold arms, needing to take over the world in its own way.

I can no longer feel the pressure of my chair beneath me, and I get the oddest sensation of floating.

"Help…" I whisper again, reaching out to the small remaining patch of light for something, for anything to help me out of this horrible place.

The pressure on my lungs doubles, and I find myself unable to gasp anymore. The light is becoming smaller and smaller, and I reach a hand out to towards it, needing to feel its fleeting warmth on my fingers one last time. But it was as if someone had just dropped a bucket of black paint, and the light disappears instantaneously. The burning in my chest slowly begins to go out, an icy coldness taking its spot immediately. I no longer feel the urge to fill my lungs, the need for now being now lost.

Suddenly, a flash of silvery light breaks through the inky darkness, pulling me from the nightmare and forcing me back into reality.

':'Runs away from people with pitchforks because of cliffhangers':'

After two one shots, this chapter is finally ready! I am so sorry that it took this long, and truthfully the only reason why it is done, is because I have been sick in bed with the flu for the last two days…and on the bright side, the next chapter is already half done! So hopefully I'll get that one out soon. I also have the next chapter of Key almost done, so I might try and get that one out first, seeing as that is the last chapter of that story, and that way I can dedicate all my time to this one!

A super de duper thank you goes out to my most awesome twin for betaing this for me, I don't know how I would get through everything without you!

Thank you so much to everyone for all your wonderful and positive reviews, I'm glad to hear that everyone is liking this story so far! I was a little nervous because it is such a different concept, but I just couldn't pull myself to write a high school fic…

Anyway, I hope everyone enjoys this chapter as much as they seem to have liked the last two, and I promise that I will get the next one out soon as well! Every take care and don't forget to review! Lots of love!