A/N: Well, looks like my recent updates kinda sucked since I received far few reviews than before…kinda makes me feel down, but anyways. Here's the fourth chapter of Heartless and there's more yaoi in this chapter than before so you're warned.
BTW, last Thursday is the Chinese New Year day and this year is the Year of Bunny. So everyone, Happy Vani-Bunny Year! :D (If you don't get why Sora and I call Vani "bunny", plz go read Unversed and Chapter three of Heartless, and you'll see xD)
Oh and I kept forgetting to add disclaimer in this story…don't own KH.
HEARTLESS
04
Why did the Keyblade choose me?
- Because I have chosen you.
Feeling a kiss being placed to his forehead, Sora snaps his eyes open.
"Bunny—"
The raven-haired male smiles at Sora's response, with such gentleness that is almost uncharacteristic of him.
Sora also laughs, as he becomes aware of the fact he is not that four-year-old kid anymore, with the other's appearance at the same age as his own now, it is indeed funny that he still addresses him in such a way.
But he shouldn't have laughed. His body is covered with countless wounds, laughing only causes him great pain. His throat hurts, so he begins to cough. When his cough lessens, he finally got the chance to correct himself.
"Eh-hem…Vanitas."
"I'm glad you still remember me, my dear little Sora."
Watching Sora coughing in pain, Vanitas's smile has disappeared. Something strange flickers in the pair of golden eyes, something that is foreign to Sora.
Realizing he is lying in Vanitas's arms, Sora begins to struggle to get up.
Where is he? No wait, he knows this place. But why is he here? Shouldn't he have been disappearing into the darkness? Why is Vanitas holding him instead? Tons of questions pop up in his head, but the first thing he has to do is to get out from Vanitas's embrace.
This position…makes him feel so awkward.
When he was just a kid, he had not noticed Vanitas's face, and the fact that it is identical to his own.
They have exactly the same face, same hair, even the same voice.
- Who is he really? Or, who am I?
Struggling to hold himself up, Sora only finds his body too weak and powerless.
"Don't move."
Feeling the warm breath blow into his ear, Sora's face can't help but turn red. With someone who looks so much like himself being so close to him, it was such a bizarre experience.
Plus, he is not someone who you can just order around like that and he'd quietly obey the order.
"I told you not to move."
Voice turns darker. Sora's struggling body freezes as an ominous feeling growing in him. He never likes the feeling being commanded or controlled by others, but with Vanitas, it sounds somewhat different, it scares him.
He starts to recall a memory of a dull pain around his neck, a choking feeling he once had. That's it. Vanitas is unpredictable and moody. One moment, he was petting his little head fondly, but the next moment, he was using the same hand to choke him.
This place is supposed to be his heart. But he does not know what Vanitas has in his mind.
"Vanitas, let me go."
The look in Vanitas's golden eyes makes him feel rather uncomfortable. It is like being hugged by himself, making him feel awkward and embarrassed at the same time.
"…You indeed…have changed a lot."
"Huh?"
Vanitas's hand moves to his face, fingers gently caressing his cheek. Sora almost wants to jump up, but he is unable to move.
W-wait a minute, what the hell is he doing?
"…But those eyes, still too pure and too clean, make me want to taint you right here and now."
Wha...what? ! Sora suddenly feels sick in his stomach - what the hell is this guy talking about?
Having no time to protest, his vision is suddenly filled with gold and black.
Vanitas kisses him on the lips.
Body rigid, mind blank – What the fuck is going on? !
His breath is connected with the other's breath. The pressure on his lips makes him want to yell, but it's stopped by something wet and hot as the thing is licking his lips. The way his lips is sucked and nipped makes him feel his breath is being taken away.
This, this, this…isn't this a so-call "kiss"? !
Sora wants to jump away. Although he has traveled around so many worlds and has seen lots of Princes-kissing-their-Princesses scenes, he, himself, has never kissed a person, nor has anyone kissed him…well, he has to admit that he has imagined kissing Roxas once or twice but…
Stop! The point is, this is his "first kiss"! Ahhh! Why the hell does his first kiss have to be with someone who looks exactly the same to him, someone who is almost like another himself?
Trying to open his mouth to protest, Sora realizes immediately that this is a wrong course of action. That hot and wet thing at once pushes between his parted lips, driving straight into his mouth in an invasive way. When his own tongue is touched by this foreign one, Sora can feel his hairs on the back of his neck all stand up on end.
Not just the lips? But also the tongues, too…? Now he really feels sick, nauseous, like wanting to vomit.
The sick feeling drives him to begin pushing against Vanitas. His instinct is ringing the alarm, he must stop him, must stop, must stop, must stop!
Yet his resistance is useless as he has lost all of his power from all the damages to his body. He isn't able to breathe freely until Vanitas releases him.
Chaotically gasping for air, Sora frowns as he sees their lips still connected by a thin line of saliva.
"How was your first kiss?"
"…It's weird, and disgusting…like kissing myself."
The black haired male laughs loud at the honest answer the brunet gives him.
"You forgot something Sora? Roxas is also yourself, another you."
His features immediately twist up - how did he know about his feeling towards Roxas? Now with a hostile tone, Sora growls toward the raven, "No! He's different."
He and Roxas are not the same! Well, at least, not exactly the same…he adds the comment weakly in his mind.
"Humph."
Suddenly attacked by dark aura, Sora feels the grip on his neck, forcing him to look up into the pair of eyes that are supposed to be the same as his but only glisten golden lights and full of craziness instead. The madness in those eyes, it smothers him.
Here we go again…he is choking him, again.
"Listen Sora, you're mine, only mine. You belong to me, belong only to me!"
"No! *cough cough*…I...I don't belong to anyone…I am myself!"
Though he retorts firmly in disagreement, Sora can't help but have a strange feeling rising up deep down in his heart due to Vanitas's crazy declaration.
No one has ever said such thing strongly to him…
It is true that he is needed by many. But most of people need him only because of his abilities and status as a keyblade-wielder. If he was not the "Key", if he didn't have the keyblade, he would be worthless and no one would give him a shit. Yet, he does believe that his best friends will stay at his side all the time and love him as who he is, but…
But something about this guy's forceful declaration is different, making his heart throb strangely.
- Why does he want me to belong to him? My heart belongs to me!
"Is that really the case? Hmphmphmph– "
The psychotic laughter hits his eardrums again, causing Sora's scalp to tingle – this person is not normal, not normal at all! His other self is completely crazy and insane!
"You will forget him. I will make you forget him. I will make you belong to me, only to me."
A/N again: well, what you expect to happen next? Reviews please?