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Hi everyone! It's
almost Christmas, so happy Early Christmas to everyone out there!
This piece I wrote in
collaboration with x-xTayax-x who provided me with
the plot.
I'm grateful to her,
since I had been looking for a Christmas themed plot to write around and she
came and gave me this…
This one-shot is tied
to "Together in Our World Alone", like "His"
was tied to "Aches Of The Heart" and "Make
That Promise" to "WTTWWOP" before that.
Do enjoy this.
-Blackdiamond Princess!
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Not Afraid To Die
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The stars twinkled brightly up in the
nocturnal sky as Riku rode their car inside the garage, having just returned
from a romantic date out with his Sora. He killed the engine and turned to look
at him with a happy smile that he returned with a content giggle.
"That was good…" Sora
whispered, leaning against his passenger seat and closing his eyes as Riku's
hand came to rest against his blushing cheeks, "We should do this more often."
Riku nodded and silently moved in to
kiss him on his lips. He pulled back and they simply looked at each other for a
while, without saying a word, secretly contemplating each other's face as they
did, gazing lovingly at the traces time had left on them and how their traits
had grown more mature. To think back of that first summer would mean making a
leap of nearly ten years back in time… ten years that they both wouldn't want
to trade for anything in the world.
Sora moved in for another kiss and he let
him, feeling a sting in his heart as he thought of the next day. He wished that
he didn't have to go; he wished that he could put his work on hold even if it
was only for a few days, just so he could stay and stare into his magnificent
sapphire pools of endless love.
"I love you." He whispered
against his lips and in between kisses.
"I love you too…" Sora
whispered back with a smile, placing his right hand against his cheek.
"Let's get inside…"
They locked up the car and walked into
their kitchen where Sora took Riku by his hand and lead him up the stairs,
silently asking him for this night with him, the first in God-knew-how-long.
Feeling guilty but following him up the
stairs nonetheless, Riku sighed silently, having decided to tell him the
unpleasant news before he didn't have another chance.
He stepped out of the bathroom now,
dressed in nothing but his pyjama bottoms, watching how Sora was standing in
front of their large bedroom window, looking at the full moon that shone
beautifully up in the sky. He was wearing nothing but an oversized sky blue
pyjama top, looking adorable as ever as his big eyes reflected the light of the
moon and as the tip of his fingers pressed against the glass.
"Winter can be such a sad
period…" He whispered, having felt his presence in the room, "I hope
it'll get warmer soon."
Riku smiled softly and stepped up to him
to encircle his arms around his waist. He knew how much Sora hated the winter,
not only because it was cold and it snowed most of the time, but also because
while he had off from work, Riku often had obligations to his company, leaving
him alone at home with Trooper. This year had been no different and he feared
that in the new year that was soon to be here, not
much would change.
Sora closed his eyes and rested the back
of his head against his chest, taking hold of the strong arms keeping them in a
comfortable embrace. He knew Riku had something to tell him, he could feel it
in the way he had been acting all night. Tonight had been a special night for
the both of them because Riku almost never had time to treat him on a night out
with all the working he did. Sora knew it wasn't his fault, but sometimes he
wished that he didn't need to work at all, and especially not during the
holidays.
So when he observed Riku's aloofness
during dinner and the distracted look he had when they walked hand in hand
between the many colourful stands at the fair, he knew something was up. The
years with him had trained him to notice it when he had something on his mind
that bugged him.
Riku buried his face in the crook of
Sora's left shoulder, pressing a kiss on the soft skin there. He was going to
miss that sweet scent of his, his beautiful smile, the sensation of his soft
lips on his, the way he'd laugh…
"Baby? What's wrong?" Sora whispered, knowing that he
preferred having the news now than to wait for it later, whether it was good or
bad. And he simply knew it was going to be bad.
Riku re-enforced his grip on him and
breathed in his scent, not answering him for a few moments, but just holding
him close.
"Please tell me…" The brunet
freed himself from the embrace and turned to look at him, caressing his lover's
right cheek tenderly, "I want to know."
Riku took the hand playing against his
face gently and pressed a loving kiss in its palm, "Babe…" He
whispered, feeling his heart tearing itself in two.
"Riku?" Sora insisted gently, taking a step closer, his face
showing signs of genuine worry now.
Riku slid his right arm around his waist
again, pressing a kiss on his forehead, "I'll tell you, I promise…
but…"
"But…?"
"I want to make love to you
first…" He murmured, closing his eyes, "Let me love you the way you
deserve to be loved tonight, ange…"
Sora looked up at him, reading sincerity
in his eyes. "Riku…"
Riku smiled gently and held him closer,
his hand on his back making slightly massaging movements, "Be mine tonight…"
Sora pulled him nearer to him, searching
for his lips with his eyes closed. "I'll be yours on any night…"
"Sora…" Riku whispered, moving
them towards the bed, where they fell on, Sora on top.
Eager hands then closed around the hem
of his sleeping shirt, removing it in one fluid motion, leaving the brunette
bathing in the pale light of the moon that shone through the curtains.
Hungry lips then made contact, the need
to feel the other taking the upper hand when burning flesh met with an equally
ardent desire, soon melting in the fire of their passion.
A sweaty hand grabbed hold of the
headboard, holding on to the piece of wood as the body it belonged to arched
and moaned its pleasure, its hips making circular movements underneath the red
covers that had piled around them.
Riku watched him breathe out his name
with eyes closed in ecstasy before pulling him down on him for more physical
contact and speeding up their rhythm with his hands on his hips as he suckled
gently on one nipple.
Sora held him close to him with his one
free hand, pressing a kiss on his damped hair, feeling his orgasm close.
"I love you, Riku…"
Riku observed how he shattered beautifully
into his orgasm and closed his eyes at how he tensed up around him, taking him
in his arms as he collapsed on him. He rolled them over and kissed him while he
began driving inside of him, in pursuit of his own climax.
"Sora…"
The brunet moaned with each stroke, his
hands gripping each side of his pillow as he couldn't help but feel his body
tremble beneath his, feeling overwhelmed by his strength ardent passion.
A loud cry could be heard throughout the
house as Riku shot his essence within his lover, flooding him with all of his
desire and love.
Sora collapsed back onto the mattress
with Riku on top of him, breathing heavily from his last outburst of pleasure.
"R-Riku… oh g-god…"
Riku nuzzled kisses the long his throat,
keeping his quivering body close to his. "I love you…"
With his eyes closed, Sora let his body
float down from its cloud, sighing in satisfaction as Riku's face halted just
in front of his for a kiss.
They laid in the glow of their
lovemaking for a few minutes, facing each other with tender gazes and soft
touches.
After a while, Sora snuggled up to him
to find a comfortable position to sleep in, closing his eyes. "Will you
tell me what's been bothering you now?"
Riku took a breath, running his hands
through the silken sandy brown locks on his lover's head. There was no use at
hiding it any longer. "I'm leaving, Sora…" He said softly, closing
his eyes. "I have to go on a business trip…"
A long silence was born after those
words, engulfing any other sound in its wake.
"When…?" Sora then finally
asked with a shaky smile, trying to sound brave, but not capable of keeping his
voice from trembling in silent disappointment.
Riku closed his eyes and loosened his
grip on him as he felt his hands push against his chest. He had dreaded this
moment and now he felt like the most horrible person in the entire world.
"Tomorrow, Sora…"
A pained gasp was his first response
before it got followed by another paining silence in which Sora was looking at
him with a mixture of confusion and hurt while his eyes began to water up. "For how long?" He demanded, almost sounding
angry.
Riku felt terrible for doing this to
him; he hadn't been around much lately and now he was going to leave Sora
completely alone and for a considerate lapse of time too…
"Three weeks…"
Sora's jaw dropped in total
astonishment; of all the times Riku had bailed on him over the years, this had
to be the crown of it all! “Riku! I
can't believe, you're doing this!” Sora cried, sitting up “Why did you
wait to tell me only now?! Why didn’t you tell me before?!”
Riku gulped and shook his head in
apology; “I… I didn’t want you to be upset when we went out for dinner! Sora,
if I had told you, you wouldn’t have enjoyed our dinner at all!”
Sora glared at him, “Well of course I
wouldn’t! Riku!” Sora tried his best to hold back his
tears but as always, they won him over. "You’re leaving me… all
alone…" He then said, his pain coming through in his voice.
“Sora… Please, I'm—" Riku sat up in
turn to place a hand on his shoulder, but quickly halted in his action as Sora
scooted away from him, holding the covers up to his body while he shook his
head.
"You haven't even spent 7 days here
and you're telling me you're leaving? Again?!"
Sora shakily whispered, angrily wiping away the tears that had found their way
out of his eyes.
Riku wanted to reach out to him again,
but the brunette batted his hand away.
"Get out." He whispered,
pointing towards the door, not looking at him.
"Sora—"
"Go sleep on the couch, I don't
want you here." He calmly spoke, looking down and still pointing towards
the door.
With a heavy sigh Riku began moving
himself out of the bed. "Sora, I'm sorry…"
But Sora had already buried himself into
the covers with his back to him, not replying to him.
Riku then took his set of pillows and
began trudging towards the door.
As it fell
shut, Sora finally closed his eyes, holding on to the covers and his pillow to
keep himself from crying more.
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“Hmm?”
Riku woke up to a soft shake. He opened
his eyes to see two big blue orbs staring back at him.
“Riku… Wake up. You’re going to be
late.”
Before Riku could even think of a reply,
Sora was already walking back up the stairs.
This night on the couch had been a cold
one and he shivered slightly as he went into the kitchen that was connected to
the dinner room to make some coffee.
Not even an half an hour later he was
all dressed and ready to go. As he walked out of their bathroom, he halted a
few moments to look at the mass of light brown hair lying on the dark red
pillows.
He knew Sora was still mad at him and he
wasn't going to say goodbye, so Riku walked around the bed to his side and
pulled the covers back a little to reveal his angelic sleeping face. He was so
beautiful and once again he wished he didn't have to go, but he knew that if he
didn't, his company could lose an important deal…
He gave Sora a peck on the lips, not
wanting to be late. “I love you, Sora…” He whispered sadly, not expecting a
reply back. Riku then grabbed his suitcase and stared at their house a last time
once he was down the stairs before opening the front door, exiting and locking
it as he went.
Sora soon opened his eyes, having heard
the front door shut itself. The memories of last night invaded his mind and he
felt a void creating itself in his heart.
How could Riku leave him for three
weeks? How was he supposed to be alone for three weeks? What was he supposed to
do in those three weeks?!
In a panic, Sora hastily crawled out of
his bed and ran down the stairs leading to the kitchen. He hopefully would be
able to catch him before Riku pulled out of the garage, but when Sora opened
the door to the garage to yell at him to wait; he found the spot where his
Mercedes SUV usually stood empty; Riku had already driven off to his three-week
business trip. Closing the door sadly, Sora slumped down against it, breaking
down in tears.
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Riku was trying to concentrate on
driving. His cell phone started to ring, but he decided that he wouldn’t answer
it. The road had been frozen over with a thick sheet of ice making it a bit
slippery. He had to be extremely concentrated and yet…
His mind kept drifting back to Sora.
He had hoped that his departure wouldn’t
have ended on a sour note and he probably should've apologised… Or maybe Sora
should've been able to understand…?
The more he thought about it, the more
he got angry. Why couldn’t Sora understand that whenever he went to work, it
was for him? Why couldn’t he grow up? There were many costs tied to keeping a
household like theirs and Sora's job as an advice columnist just wasn't enough
to pay it all.
There were times when Riku’s decisions
weren’t his best, he admitted it, but the decisions he made were to protect
Sora! If he had told Sora earlier about his departure, he wouldn’t have been
happy on their last day together. It would’ve killed his good mood, wouldn't
it?
His thoughts were scattered when he
realized how fast he was going and he tried to slow down, but his tires
couldn't hold a grip on the icy surface of the asphalt road and he kept going
faster.
“Shit!” Riku yelled. Hitting the brakes
was a useless thing to do and it was the loud honking sound ahead of him that
made him look up.
Too late…
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Sora sat himself down on the couch,
wrapping himself in the warm TV-blanket and reaching out for his hot chocolate
on the coffee table. He flipped through the channels, feeling bored out of his
mind and lonely.
A woman on the news was going on about
how the roads were slippery with the freezing cold of the past night, and about
how many accidents had occurred in the past three hours alone. Images of
horrific pile-ups then appeared on the screen, making Sora cringe at the sight
of the barely recognisable cars.
"Riku you better be driving
safely…"
There had been eight major accidents so
far, one resulting in a driver being severely injured.
Shivering at the mere thought of all
those victims, Sora turned off the TV, not wanting to look at the news anymore.
Just as he was about to move himself to
the dinner table to work on the new column on his laptop, the phone in the
living room next to the window rang. He hurried back to the living space and
picked up, hoping it to be Riku.
"Hello?"
"Yes, Sora Nagakawa?"
The voice was unfamiliar.
"Yes…" Sora reluctantly
answered back.
"Are you related to a… Riku
Makoto?"
Sora took a shaky breath, feeling like
someone dropped a rock in his stomach. Did something happen? "Yes, he's my
partner…" He shakily replied.
"I am sorry to inform you that Mr
Makoto has been taken to the DC University hospital and that he's not doing too
well, if you could—"
Sora let the phone drop. For some
reason, his mind was going blank. Sora didn’t think anything at all. He just
stood there…frozen. He wanted to cry, but he couldn’t. He wanted to be angry at
Riku for getting himself injured, but he couldn’t do that either. He was still
too much into his state of shock to feel any kind of emotion at all. Sora shook
his head a little, quickly ran over to the hall and grabbed one of the coats
hanging on the coat rack. He had to run to the hospital and see what exactly
was going on.
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Riku blinked his eyes open, feeling a
little light-headed. Everything around him was of the purest of white, from the
walls to the ceiling and the floor he was laying on, nearly blinding him.
The last thing he remembered was this
truck that came up to him and then… nothing, it had all gone black from there.
Was he in a hospital now? How did he get
here?
Standing up, he noticed a bed standing
next to him suddenly and moved to see who was lying in it.
He cried out at the horror of what he
saw.
The man's body was bleeding everywhere,
his clothes barely hanging on him where they hadn't been ripped to shreds,
white, sharp protrusions coming from between the skin that had been broken
underneath his right knee, his hips seemingly crushed, his arms fractured on
several places…
It was when Riku moved his eyes up
further the broken body that he nearly fell back in fright.
Riku was seeing himself lying in the
bed.
"We can't stop the haemorrhage,
doctor!"
All of a sudden, Riku found himself standing
in between a group of doctors and nurses who were busy working on his body.
He couldn't breathe… How…? Did he die?
Was he a ghost now?
"I can't be dead!" He shouted
to the people around him, "I can't die! Do something!"
One of the doctors cast a look at the
monitor standing next to his head, shaking his head hopelessly. "He won't
make it…"
"Don't let me die!" Riku cried
to him hopelessly, but to no avail, the doctor did not seem to hear him as he
now took off his cap and hand gloves, while a monotonous sound could be heard
in the background.
All hands working on him ceased their
activity, several heads shaking sadly at the loss of another innocent human
being. "He doesn't even look any older than thirty…"
"No…" Riku was shaking his own
head now, taking a few steps back in utter disbelieve. What kind of a nightmare
was this? He wanted to wake up now! The joke had lasted long enough!
"Did they contact any of his
relatives? His wife? Or parents?" A female doctor
asked as a male nurse began covering the body with a white blanket.
Riku couldn't believe this was
happening… He was dead?! He couldn't believe it; this HAD to be a dream!
Did this mean he wouldn't be able to see
Sora's face anymore? That last night was the last time they had made love?
Had everything come to an end now?
How would Sora react to him being…
gone…?
He was no more… the fact persistently
began to find its way into his subconscious as he watched the operation room
empty and the lifeless body bleeding through the white fabric of the sheet they
had covered it up with.
He slumped down against one of the walls
he had bumped into, feeling the long awaited tears roll down his cheeks.
"I'm dead…" He whispered to himself in a state of trance, still
hoping it all wasn't happening. His eyes closed and his thoughts went to his
Sora, the pain of leaving him nearly crushing his soul with sorrow.
Sora…
"Oh God…"
His head shot up and he saw Sora run to
his dead body, whimpering silently as he uncovered the face with trembling
hands and breaking down in heartbreaking sobs as he recognised it. "No…
baby no…"
Riku stood now; approaching him, feeling
like someone was making him walk on glass shards, "Sora, I'm right
here…" He shakily whispered, wanting to place a hand on the brunette's
right shoulder but taking a step back in new found horror as it went right
through.
"Don't leave me alone like
this…" Sora whimpered, completely unaware of him
standing next to him. He bent over and embraced him, laying his head on
his bruised chest as he cried his bitter sorrow, "You can't do this to
me…" He softly whimpered, pleadingly looking at him with teary eyes.
"Wake up, Riku!" He hit him with his fist softly, wanting to feel the
warmth his body had had return, "Riku…!" He sobbed, arching his neck
and letting out a loud wail, his tears running down his cheeks like flowing
water. He finally sunk onto his knees in total desolation, holding on to a hand
that felt ice-cold against his. "How could you leave me like this…?"
Riku was crying again, shaking his head,
"I'm right here!" He yelled, wanting nothing else but for him to hear
him. "Ange! I'm right
here!"
A doctor entered the room and approached
the sobbing Sora on the floor, unable to comfort him in his sorrow as the young
male incessantly cried over the loss of the love of his life.
"I'm so sorry…" The doctor
whispered, finally standing back up and leaving with a heart heavy with sincere
sadness. "My condolences…"
Sora only continued to cry, shaking his
head and closing his eyes every time he cast a look at what was left of this
man he had loved for all of his life, his heart now torn apart by inconsolable
grief.
Riku could see that Sora couldn't handle
it, unable to do anything but watch how he ran his hands through his hair
repeatedly and curling into himself on the floor near the bed, burying his face
underneath his arms and behind his knees to sob the rest of his endless flow of
tears.
"I'm so sorry,
Sora… forgive me…"
Time had seemed to have passed in a blur
and now the funeral was behind them.
Riku was sitting on the windowsill of
their bedroom, watching Sora who was lying on their bed, staring at their
ceiling lifelessly.
He remembered how, when Sora had
approached his body that lay in the coffin, the brunette had shut it, refusing
to look at him anymore. He had felt his pain, but most importantly his anger…
Their family was downstairs in the
living room now that the reception was over, he could hear the sounds of dishes
being washed in the kitchen. Many had come to lead him to his final resting
place, making him feel happy that Sora wouldn't be alone in his mourning.
The door of the room opened and Kairi
walked in, wearing a beautiful, knee length, lace black dress with her long
aubergine hair done in sophisticated, loose curls.
Riku smiled at her sadly, watching how
this girl he had known for his entire life had become the radiant wife and
mother he had always known she'd be. She looked absolutely breathtaking on this
god-forsaken day.
"Sora, sweetie…" Her soft
voice pierced through the heavy silence of the room, her high pumps soundlessly
walking over the carpeted floor towards the large bed in the middle of the
room.
Sora didn't move, but kept staring at
the ceiling as if she had never set foot inside the room.
Kairi folded her arms over her chest and
cautiously sat herself down at the end of the bed. "Don't you want to eat
anything?"
Sora didn't reply.
The redhead nodded in understanding.
"Remember when Riku made you your fist wooden sword?" She then
whispered, beginning to take off his shoes, "You two would practise on
that small island for hours…" She smiled a trembling smile. "You were
always trying to become better than him." She softly chuckled, though she
now had to wipe away a few tears. "Like that time you got stuck in that
cave by high tide… you wanted to prove to him that you weren't afraid of the
monsters in there. He dove into the ocean just so you wouldn't be alone in the
cave that night."
Riku chuckled as he remembered, smiling
gently at that memory. "We shared our body heat to keep warm…"
A tear had found his way out of Sora's
right eye, but he still didn't speak a word.
Kairi sniffled and placed the shoes on
the floor, "And remember your 17th birthday party…?" She
tucked a strand of her hair behind her right ear, looking at him with a soft
smile, "Or that night we spent with Tidus, Selphie, Wakka and him on the
beach right before you guys moved here …"
A soft sob could now be distinguished
coming from the brunette, more tears rolling sideways from his face.
"Kairi… He's gone…"
Kairi nodded, her lips trembling,
"I know…"
"Did he even think of what I'd
become with him gone…?" Sora shakily whispered, still looking at the
ceiling. "H-How could he… e-even think I'd be able to go on?"
Kairi crawled onto the bed and lay
herself behind him, holding him spooned against her body as Sora cried the
tears he hadn't cried at the ceremony. "We've lost him too… I promise
we'll get through this together…" She whispered with eyes closed.
Riku moved himself away from the
windowsill and laid himself in front of Sora, reaching out to his crying face
but halting an inch away from it, closing his eyes, having accepted that he
wouldn't be able to touch him ever again.
I'm here with you…
Darkness had engulfed the room as he
opened his eyes again, the bed now empty as he looked around and sat up. The
entire house seemed to be quiet now.
Riku stood, having noticed a minim
stream of light coming from the bathroom.
He found Sora sitting on the floor of
the large room, resting against the bathtub in nothing but his pyjama bottoms.
He sat himself on the toilet flap to look at him. "Sora…?"
"Riku?" Sora suddenly voiced, sounding a little hoarse.
"Yes,
babe! Can you hear me?" Riku tried to
grab onto Sora’s hand but as always, his hands went right through him.
“Riku... I know... You’re probably
somewhere... up there right now. I know you’re watching over me.” He smiled a
little and directed his tear-tired eyes up to the ceiling. “I’m probably
worrying you to death though, right? Heh... Sorry...
But I’m tired of being so considerate all the time. I want to be
selfish..." He looked back down again and chuckled slightly, "I want
to do what I want. I want to die until I’m with you again...”
Riku couldn't think of anything to say
and shook his head in disbelieve.
“I know. It’s not fair right? Why would
I want to die, right? Other people who’ve lost loved ones can just move on. I
can’t do that though, Riku." He whimpered again, tears dripping out of his
now closed eyes, "Riku... You’re gone! What’s the point of being alive
anymore? My life revolved around you, and it was taken away from me as soon as
you died in that petty car accident!” He fell silent and sniffled, “Riku... It
hurts... It hurts... No amount of pain can measure up this kind. I just want
to... I just want to fall asleep, dream… and never wake up…”
Sora thought back of all the times he
and his Riku were together. Everything passed by so quickly.
Riku could feel how his memories filled
his soul, reliving them with Sora all over again.
He remembered the first night they made
love to each other, sitting in front of a television set watching porn.
Sora giggled and Riku smiled too.
He remembered and cherished all that had
happened afterwards.
They didn’t have enough time together.
Then there was their trip a couple of
winters ago, when their love had been tested in the cruelest way possible…
He smiled as he thought back of the many
joys they had both shared after all the trials they had been put through in the
beginning.
Sora also remembered how surprisingly
difficult it had been to decorate their new house the way they liked it; they’d
fight about the stupidest things back then.
In fact, anytime they did fight it
seemed pointless. At least... It did now...
And then he started to remember the last
fight he had had with him...
The final
fight.
Pointless.
“Riku…” Sora said quietly while raising
his right arm. “I’m not afraid to die...”
Riku had first not noticed that Sora had
been holding something in his right hand but now he could clearly distinguish the
sharp, shiny steel of a razor blade as it caught the light.
"I love you."
Sora’s let his head fall back and his
arm fell down.
“Sora! No!”
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“No!”
Riku woke up in a cold sweat. He was...
He was—
He was on the couch sleeping.
Someone yawned in front of him and he
sat up rapidly to find Sora standing there in his bathrobe, looking groggy from
a too short period of sleep.
"Good. You’re awake.” He said while
rubbing his eyes.
Riku just stared at him, blinking in
stupefaction of seeing him standing there alive and well. “Sora...”
Sora turned around, yawning again and
feeling kind of annoyed. He was sleepy and wanted to go back to bed.
Riku grabbed him and threw him down on
the couch.
“Riku! What are you doing?!” Sora said trying to dodge Riku’s
rain of kisses all over his face.
“Sora, let’s make love!”
Sora looked at him as if he was a
mentally ill person. "No.”
Riku grabbed him again as he had wanted
to move, “Sora please!”
“No!" The brunette now pushed him
off with all he got, not having forgotten about the past night. "Get off
of me!”
“Sora
please!” Riku loudly said,
making Sora stop his struggle as said last one felt something wet hit his face.
“Riku... You’re crying.” Sora gently
touched his face.
“I want you to be with me. I don’t want
you to die!” The blond then whispered, burying his face into Sora's throat.
Sora blinked a few times, his arms
awkwardly hovering above his back. “Baby, calm down, it was probably just a
dream.” He whispered, letting his hands run through Riku’s hair soothingly. He
was still upset with him, but the fight just seemed pointless now.
Pointless...
“It just seemed so real...” Riku sobbed.
Sora kept whispering shushing words to
him and kissed him repeatedly on his right cheek as he let him finish crying his
tears.
Sora felt something vibrate near his
right hip.
Riku’s
cell.
Riku sniffled a bit and moved himself
off of him to pick up his phone. “Masako Riku. Yes, Marlene.”
Sora rolled his eyes and began to sit
up. His work killed the moment. It seemed like his work was killing everything
lately.
“Ah, I see… Could you then please
re-schedule all the appointments I have for the upcoming weeks? It's not
Christmas for nothing… Yes, thank you.” Riku hung up the phone and saw Sora
walk away. “Sora, wait.”
“No, it’s okay Riku! Your work is more
important than us yet again!” Sora said, flailing his arms. "Go play
mister President of Nobuhiro Zaibatsu, it's okay!"
Riku grabbed him and turned him around,
“No Sora! Nothing is more important than you. Nothing! Not even my life is more
important than you! Do you hear me? I would die for you! I wouldn’t be afraid!”
Sora gave him a surprised look as he heard the desperate tone in his voice.
"What on earth has gotten—"
“And I’m not going on that trip. My
secretary called to inform me that all Airports are closed because the roads
are too slippery—"
“Riku?”
“Yeah?”
"I would've killed you when you
would've returned; you know that, don't you?" Sora said, giving him a
reprimanding gaze.
Riku nodded, knowing exactly what he meant.
"Oh yeah…"
"Good." Sora then gave him an
impish smile, "Riku?"
"Yeah…?"
"Wanna
fool around?"
Riku chuckled, "God, I love
you."
“I know." Sora jumped on him.
I think I could do anything for your smile
My precious treasure…
Ayumi Hamasaki - Jewel
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Happy holidays!
-BDP-
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