Shadows
Disclaimer: I don't own anything from the Kingdom Hearts games, Final Fantasy games or Disney. They belong to people very lucky and rich.
Warnings: Homosexuality, sexual situations, plenty of casual swearing, drug use, physical abuse later and others I'll put up when they come around.
Pairings: Sora/Riku, Sora/Various, Axel/Roxas and multiple other pairings.
Summary: AU. Sora is sent to a Christian Boys School because of his salacious ways at his previous school. Instead of purging his sin, he finds that this school encourages it via a mysterious and rather lecherous organisation.
A/N: Thank you for the support and reviews!
Chapter Three
After the previous class Sora had a contented smile firmly planted on his face. Regardless of everything else happening, he couldn't get Mr. Leonhart out of his mind.
"I told you we had good teachers." Roxas commented, smirking widely, as they walked to English. "But there are rumours that he's very much taken."
"Oh?" Sora smirked, knowing he looked rather similar to Roxas as he did so. Mr. Leonhart couldn't be straight. He usually knew when a man was gay, and that man was certainly just that. And since when did Roxas become a bloody mind reader? He was able to pick up on every little nuance. It was a little weird, but it reminded Sora of his own ability to perceive little things about others.
"You'll see. I'll tell you more at Maths." Roxas guided Sora along, his smile never ceasing.
Sora narrowed his eyes in confusion. "What exactly do you mean by that?"
"You're so slow." Roxas poked his tongue out and tightened his bag straps. "We have English next."
"Hey, you're horrible!" Sora pouted and felt like smacking his new-found friend on the back of his head.
Roxas just laughed out loud. "I never said I was nice. Besides, you don't like the nice type that much, do you? You like the stereotypical bad boys; rough and nasty."
Sora stammered. He was right to an extent, Riku and his previous lover excluded, but he had to think twice to make sure Roxas had uttered those words. The nice Roxas image he had pictured from the beginning had dissolved. "Hey, that's enough."
"Oh my god, you are so easy to tease!" Roxas giggled like a little schoolgirl. "For all I know, this is probably turning you on."
Sora frowned and really did smack Roxas over the head this time. "You'd have to be a lot manlier to turn me on. You're much too girly for that." Yeah, take that.
"I'll take that as a compliment. We're much too alike to fuck each other anyway. We'd fight over who would be bottom, am I right?" Roxas smiled happily, as if all the negative parts of his life didn't exist.
Sora had been thinking that for a while. "Yeah. I need someone more dominant than me, not a weakling like you."
"Now, that's just not nice." Roxas hmphed loudly and crossed his arms.
"I never said I was nice." Sora countered, but with an oddly warm yet contemplative smile, and continued to follow Roxas to their classroom.
He had been noticing it most of the day; the other boys at the school were staring and gossiping about them. He knew why to a small extent, and he definitely knew it was something to do with Roxas. Otherwise, they were checking him out. That could be it too; he wasn't that bad looking.
For English they had a very pretty, feminine teacher by the name of Aerith Gainsborough, who seemed a little too gentle and timid to work at a boy's school. She knew what she was talking about though, and the students were quite nice back to her in respect. What really surprised Sora was when the boys played up she was rather strict and knew exactly what to say to get them to settle down. It was a good demonstration of what a teacher should be like, in his opinion. When Sora looked around the room, he noticed that the only person from Organisation X in the classroom was that secretive boy that had sat down the other end of the table at breakfast. The one with the silvery blue hair. And he was sitting directly in front of them.
"Ugh, Zexion is a creep." Roxas muttered under his breath and tapped his pencil against his desk.
He didn't exactly look like a creep, but Sora knew better than to judge people by what they looked like. Who knew what went through his head?
Then, as though his mind had been read, Zexion turned around and looked straight into Sora's eyes with his own intensely cold blue ones. He had a solid, yet a little feminine, jaw from what Sora could see of his face, but most of it was covered by his ample asymmetrical fringe. "Excuse me for interrupting, but do you have a pencil sharpener? My pencil lead broke." His voice was smooth, like velvet, and didn't hold any trace of emotion. It was almost completely monotonous.
"Ah, yeah." Sora didn't back down from the staring battle they were having. Zexion didn't seem to move at all.
He reached into his pencil case and handed Zexion his sharpener, feeling all sorts of chills run down his spine from just the ice cold touch of his skin. It was like the only emotions he experienced from Zexion came from his touch. It was a bittersweet mixture between pleasant and unpleasant so he didn't really know what to think. Zexion quickly sharpened his pencil and placed it back on Sora's desk.
"Thank you, Sora." He said, his voice changing from monotonous to deliciously husky. "I'll be sure to pay you back." He smiled widely and turned back around.
Sora didn't know whether to feel scared or excited. He was on the whole very confused at the mixed messages he was being sent by Zexion, but it wasn't exactly a bad feeling. He had a feeling that Zexion was dangerous… Not exactly a horrible thought, but a daunting one nonetheless.
Roxas looked at him a little strangely and started scribbling something down on a piece of paper. When Sora looked to see what it was, he was a little shocked.
Zexion's the reason I left, or rather, was kicked out. Watch out for him. Don't fall for his trap.
Sora's heart started thudding rapidly. He couldn't believe that this seemingly normal, albeit a little quiet, boy sitting in front of him was someone he had to watch out for. Sora didn't think he had any problem staying away from him, but then again he had been excited just by his touch.
What makes you think I will fall for him?
Roxas smirked and wrote something in reply.
He's your type. You love the chase. He'll most definitely wait for you to come for him, and then he'll trap you. I've seen it happen before.
Bastard. How the fuck did he know what his type was? Oh right, he was pretty much Sora's doppelganger.
I'll be careful. He wrote. How did he kick you out? He added as an afterthought.
Zexion didn't look that bad, but he couldn't disregard what Roxas was getting at. He surely wouldn't lie about this, would he?
You probably won't believe this, but I dobbed him in for raping a student. He was expelled, but his parents bought him back into the school. You can imagine what happened after that.
Sora gulped. It was hard to imagine that the same boy sitting in front of him would be capable of raping someone, unless Roxas was just lying about it for his own gain. It did seem a little too extreme.
Stay away from him, duly noted. Is that what Organisation X gets up to?
If so, he had to avoid getting involved.
Roxas hid the piece of paper under a book as Ms. Gainsborough passed by to check on progress. Sora was feeling quite uneasy at this point. He almost didn't want the reply to his question, but his curiosity always got the better of him
He went too far. Normally they just use aphrodisiacs to justify it. Roxas wrote when the teacher was on the other side of the room.
Sora's heart felt as though his heart was going to leap out of his chest. His head was thumping and he was starting to feel a sense of fear and dread. This group were interested in him. Oh yeah, great fucking idea, mum.
And now you're Zexion's new target. I think you should train yourself to enjoy what they've got planned for you. I don't think you'll be able to escape their grasp.
Should he write his will now or later?
What will they have planned for me?
Roxas just smirked.
Sex, violence, drugs, etc.
Sora was a little shaken when they sat down under a tree at lunch. Sure, he had been a drunk and a slut before, but he didn't like the thought of being in a gang that abused people. Did he even have a choice in this matter?
Roxas sat down next to him and ripped up some grass. "You'll actually enjoy yourself. It's not so bad most of the time, really. Zexion's just…insane. If you become Saix's bitch he'll leave you alone, otherwise he chooses anyone he wants. He's second in command at the school. However, Saix and Zexion are nowhere near the top of the gang. Xemnas is the boss, Marluxia is second and Larxene is third. It all sounds quite confusing, but you'll meet them all in the end."
Sora put his head in his hands. It was only day one. "I promised myself that I wouldn't do any of that again. I promised myself that I'd change. I thought that since it was a Christian school I would be able to. Obviously not."
"Don't worry, Sora." Roxas smiled cheerfully. "I have a feeling you'll be okay. You have a unique type of energy that I've never felt before."
Sora raised his eyebrow. Energy? What the hell was he talking about? "Um, okay?"
"That's something else you'll come to grips with when you meet them." Roxas examined his fingernails and picked out the little pieces of grass underneath them.
Sora didn't understand what he was getting at, but not much was making sense at the moment. The only thing he could do was let it slide. What was really annoying him though, were the several guys staring at them and acting as though they were being inconspicuous. They weren't.
"Do you not have any friends?" Sora had been waiting for the rest of his group to arrive, but no one seemed to be coming. He didn't want to sound rude, but if Roxas were Roxas, he wouldn't be offended.
Roxas snorted. "Do you really think I would? I was in Organisation X. Do you think anyone would want to be friends with someone who's the enemy of the organisation?"
"You have a good point there." Sora sighed and briefly thought about him. Why did he miss him so much? And why did he always seem to invade his thoughts no matter what?
"Are you alright?" Roxas asked with a look of concern on his face. "You suddenly look miserable."
Sora put on his usual fake cheesy grin and stood up. "I'm just hungry. Come on, let's get some lunch."
"Geez, you're always hungry." Roxas complained but tagged along regardless.
"You love me, regardless." Sora pulled Roxas into a strangle-hold and lugged him towards the canteen.
He was a lot more relaxed now since his talk with Roxas. He hoped that Roxas hadn't played down the Organisation for his benefit. Why would he when he'd eventually see what they were like anyway?
"You're lucky they condone that sort of behaviour here." Roxas yanked his head in the direction of one of the teachers. "If this was a normal Christian school they would shackle you and whip you for manhandling me."
Sora giggled. "You're so refined."
"I have a feeling this is going to be a very long year with you around." Roxas muttered and playfully punched Sora on the arm. "If only we could hang out more."
Sora frowned. What was that all of a sudden? "Why can't we?"
Roxas rolled his eyes. "You really are thick, aren't you? Organisation X has their eyes firmly set on you. You won't be allowed to associate with me."
"If I join them." Sora was actually starting to like Roxas as a friend. He didn't seem to worry about anything when he was around.
Roxas rolled his eyes again. "Look, they'll find something to use against you. You won't have a choice. I'll tell you again before we're not allowed to talk anymore; be on your guard at all times. Every time they see a crack in your defence they'll exploit you."
Why didn't he have a choice? This wasn't a dictatorship, this was a school. Why couldn't things just go the way he wanted? "Yeah. I'll miss you."
"We still have the rest of that day, you sap." Roxas grinned as they sat down in the hall. "Speaking of which, we have maths next." He was still sporting his large grin. It was a dead give-away.
"And I'm finding out more about Mr. Leonhart. Let me guess, another hot male teacher." Sora knew he was right; he didn't need Roxas' answer.
"You see right through me! Yes. Another one. One that's rumoured to be Mr. Leonhart's lover." Roxas licked his lips as if the rumour was particularly delicious.
Sora grinned evilly. "Scandalous."
"Oh, quite. I've yet to see them together, but I will. They'll be one hot couple to voyeur." Roxas had a very dark look in his eyes which scared Sora a little.
Sora couldn't wait to meet their maths teacher so he could imagine the same thing. "You're such a dirty little boy."
"Why, thank you kind sir." Roxas munched on a sandwich. "You know, if you were less annoying I would let you do me."
"I appreciate your honesty," Sora would never have heard anything like that from his friends at his other school, "but I wouldn't know where to begin."
"A true sub." Roxas commented and laughed into his sandwich.
Sora almost forgot about Organisation X.
That was, until he reached the maths classroom. Their teacher wasn't there yet, but the five guys from the organisation were sitting at the back of the room cracking a joke about something. Sora was waiting until the group actually realised they had entered the room, but it didn't take long. They stopped their joking and proceeded to stare at them without any shame or discretion whatsoever. Sora tried to ignore the chill he felt from their death-glare and sat down at the front of the classroom. It really was quite unsettling.
"At least the teacher is hot. It's enough to cancel them out." Roxas said loudly and pulled his books out of his bag. He didn't seem to be afraid of them one bit.
That made Sora wonder how he was kicked out. Surely they would threaten to do something else to him or something like that, but all he'd been told was that Roxas was kicked out. Why was Roxas so unafraid of a large organisation like that? How could he be? They were too influential and seemed to have obvious power of people. Sora nodded in reply and looked over his shoulder to give the organisation a once over. Saix, Axel, Demyx, Xexion and Riku. Four of them looked like they would be part of an organisation, but the fifth didn't. He was slightly separate from the group, observing their actions but not taking part in what they were doing. He was different to most of the people at this school, but he was so alike to him… This was insane. How could he get over him when this Riku was an instant reminder?
"Hey Sora, has Roxas been giving you any trouble?" Saix asked in a curtly manner.
It was clear where he was going with this. It was either to get Roxas in trouble or to turn Sora to their side.
"No, he hasn't. Why would he?" That was not the answer they wanted to hear, but Sora always loved surprising people.
"Saix, he's probably been telling him all sorts of lies." Zexion smirked, as though he knew all about what they had been writing in English. Not good.
Demyx just snorted. "Or he let Sora ream him."
"Hey! That's enough." A deep and beautiful voice came from the doorway and once more Sora found himself becoming a puddle on the floor. This was Cloud Strife, their teacher.
He was otherworldly, with his spiky light blonde hair and clear alabaster skin. He had a few freckles scattered across his nose, and bright blue eyes. He was adorably cute, much different to Mr. Leonhart. This guy was the sub, of course, if the rumour were true.
"Why is it that whenever I come to this classroom, you're always acting up? I want it to stop. Now." His deathly glare scared the living daylights out of Sora. He didn't know that someone this cute could be capable of that; it was completely unexpected.
Roxas kept his head down, as if trying to completely disappear. The organisation ceased their jeering and started getting their things ready.
Sora feared that his heart didn't settle down he would have a heart attack. His teacher was seated in the chair in front of him, eyeing him curiously. "Since Sephiroth was your old maths teacher, I'm sure you'll have no problem here."
Sora's breath hitched in his throat. How did he… He almost choked from the shock. "How do you…"
"He's an old friend of mine. He told me that you were coming here and to look out for you." His teacher raised his eyebrow. "I don't know why though… You must have been his star pupil."
Sora tried to cover up his shocked expression and looked firmly at his desk. "He was my favourite teacher."
"I see." Mr. Strife eyed Sora, as though trying to figure him out. "Well, if you need anything, don't hesitate to ask." He went back to the front of the class.
Sora knew Roxas was insanely curious by now, but he didn't want to say anything. How the hell was he going to escape Sephiroth when everything here seemed to remind him? Was he ever going to?
"Are you alright?" Roxas asked as he put on his P.E uniform shirt. "You were quiet all through maths."
Sora snapped out of his reverie and frowned. He had zoned out a lot. How much more obvious could he get? "I'm okay."
"Who's…Sephiroth?" Roxas asked and ruffled his hair up. "I know he wasn't just your maths teacher."
Sora sighed shakily and put on his P.E uniform. He ignored the stares of some of the other boys in the changing room, knowing exactly what they were thinking. He used to do the same thing at his old school. The funny thing was he couldn't be bothered looking at the other guys. Maybe he had finally matured? Or maybe Sephiroth had dampened his good mood?
"He's no one you need to be concerned about. I don't want to talk about him." Sora responded frankly and put his bag into his locker. He thought about him far too much to actually talk about him.
Roxas nodded and furrowed his eyebrows. "I understand."
They walked out into the gym and sat down at a bench alongside the court. Sora should be more excited as P.E was his favourite subject. He liked to forget about thinking and just run around. He was usually full of expendable energy and it was one of the only ways he calmed down. He was pretty good at it too.
Once all the students had entered the gym, their teacher lovingly known as just Yuffie bounced in with a wide grin.
"Alrighty, today we're playing basketball. We have a small class so 10 people per side should be okay." She whistled and gathered everyone onto the courts.
Luckily enough for Sora, she split the class into two so he was separated from Roxas. He couldn't stand the fact that anyone, let alone Roxas, wanted to know more about Sephiroth. He didn't want to tell anyone about him at this point as there were too many painful memories attached. Sora inspected the rest of the class and saw that there were no Organisation X members around. Good; he could enjoy this class without their shadow hanging around.
He thought that way too soon.
"Riku! Join that team." Yuffie called with an exuberance he'd never seen anyone have.
Riku was sent to Roxas' team. Sora was about to rip his hair out with annoyance. Too-many-fucking-triggers. As everyone went into their positions, Sora's heart rate rocketed. He was ready to kick ass. He saw that Riku had taken his mark and his aqua eyes were alight with the fire of challenge. This was going to be an interesting game.
The game started with a whistle and Sora leaped into action. One of his team members had taken the ball and was dribbling it up the court. Sora ran up beside him, trying to dodge the opposing team and getting an open gap. He didn't know the name of the guy with the ball so he could call out to him, but he was passed the ball anyway. Sora heard his heart thump in his ears due to his exhilaration. He was getting closer to the hoop but he could see Riku catch up to him and try to take the ball from him. Sora would have none of that; he wasn't going to let Riku beat him that easily. He quickly dodged the silver-haired boy and dunked the ball easily, much to Roxas' dislike.
"When did you get so good at sport?" Roxas jeered and slid his finger across his throat.
Sora grinned and saw that Riku had taken the ball. He quickly took his mark and leapt in front of him, taking the ball away from him in a flurry. There was no way anyone could beat him at basketball; he had been playing in clubs for years and only stopped when he became more focussed on other 'activities'. Once again, the hoop was close, but this time he wasn't so lucky. Riku had dashed in front of him and had stolen the ball.
Nobody did that and got away with it.
It was like none of the other students mattered; this was a battle between Sora and Riku.
After 10 minutes, Riku's team was one up. Sora found this personally insulting so he tried to concentrate more on stopping the other team getting the ball. He managed to down another goal, but Riku only ended up getting one for his team. Other students had scored points, but the majority of them consisted of Sora's and Riku's. And then Sora let his guard down momentarily, staring into Riku's eyes to see that competitive fire burning. So entranced was he that he fumbled the ball and lost it to Riku.
That in turn cost his team the game. Riku didn't seem much like Sephiroth after that. Sephiroth was gentle, nice and hated chaos, but after just one basketball game Riku had proven he was a keeper of chaos himself.
Sora growled and saw they had only 2 minutes of class time left. 2 minutes left of the game. He ran up to Riku and tried to snatch the ball from him, but Riku was too quick. There was nothing he could do now that he was starting to lose focus. He couldn't concentrate, all he saw were Riku's eyes and the fire in them.
He could feel himself falling to the ground. His back hit it hard and he was aware that he had just run into someone. Why was he so confused? Normally when he played sport he was focussed on nothing else, but this time his mind was scattered.
"Are you okay?"
Sora looked up, feeling the pain seep from his ass to his back. "Yeah…I've felt worse."
He was expecting Roxas to be there for his friend, but it was someone completely unexpected. Riku was standing there with his arm stretched out for Sora to take. "I can believe that. You play pretty well."
Sora took his hand, feeling the same whirlwind of feelings and emotions he felt when he first entered Sephiroth's apartment. "Just not as well as you do."
Riku snorted, displaying a charming smile. "Of course not, but it's nice to know there's someone that can keep up."
The brunette smirked in reply and stood up, brushing the dust from the floor off his ass. "Thanks. I'll take that as a compliment from a pro."
Riku laughed a little, seeming to genuinely enjoy their conversation. "Keep feeding my ego and it'll explode. It looks like the game is over. See ya, Sora."
Hearing him say his name was one of the most blissful things on earth. He wondered what it would take for him to say it in a different way…
"Don't fall for him." Roxas elbowed Sora in the side. "He's very much straight."
"Are you sure about that? Axel said something about having a gaydar after being here for a while. I don't get a straight reading from him for some reason." Sora walked with Roxas to the changing rooms.
"That's just wishful thinking." Roxas teased. "He has a girlfriend."
Sora laughed. "He's bi, then."
Roxas just rolled his eyes and proceeded to undress.
Sora was tempted to look over at Riku in the changing rooms to get a good look, but he tried not to… For about five seconds. When he did hazard a glance, he noticed that Riku had the most divine body on this earth. He almost became hard just by looking at it. Falling for a straight boy… He was certainly in trouble now. Normally he could turn a straight man into a gay man for one night, but he didn't expect someone like Riku to be a pushover. The challenge, however, would be worth it.