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Unfathomable - Complete	By : ColdSilence Category: Kingdom Hearts > Slash/Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 11972 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter List
- 9
- 10
- 11
Author: Cold Silence
E-Mail: writer.coldsilence@gmail.com
Pairings: Riku x Sora, some Sora x Kairi

Warnings: AU, Yaoi, Het, Mpreg, mer/human sex. Does that count as bestiality?
Special Note: I swear to god that this is the very last time that I write a non-human fic with Kingdom Hearts. This story is purely a bodice ripper. I did it for the tentacle sex. And to do Mpreg at least once. God save us all.

Unfathomable
-Chapter Ten-

Sora didn’t just learn how to swim, he became excellent at it. Under Flounder’s tutelage he came to learn the new workings of his body and how to utilize its pliability and unfamiliar movements to propel himself within the water. It was difficult in the beginning because he kept trying to move as a human, leading to many failures and frustrations that he couldn’t vent as a mer. When he finally accepted the reality of his appearance, his tail and fins responded and granted him the freedom of movement that he desperately wanted.

He spent a lot of time looking at the volcanic glass in Riku’s chamber. Sora hated his appearance and blamed himself for the events that led him to his current state. There was nothing that he could outwardly see that showed that he was pregnant, at least not in the traditional way that he was used to. If there was a special feeling that went along with it, he couldn’t tell what it was since every part of his body felt different than normal.

Eventually he learned to own up to what he did and forgive himself for his actions. He began to look at his current life as the penance for acting so irresponsibly. Those thoughts were reinforced when he would leave Riku’s room and venture through the palace. Other mer folk stared at him in disdain. He could hear murmurings in soft tones about how ugly he was compared to their prince. When he needed help with anything, he was ignored or outright told that he was not allowed to have assistance by order of the king. As time went on, the fabulous life that the prince promised was looking more and more like a distant pipe dream.

The only ones who were nice to him were Flounder, Aqua and Terra. The latter two introduced themselves to him when he was swimming through the palace one day, and were instrumental in helping him to become adjusted. Aqua told him about Altantica and the realms beyond, and taught him basic things such as how to bathe, prepare food, groom himself and behave appropriately before the royalty. Terra taught him how to use his claws and tail to defend himself since it was a possibility that he could be targeted due to being close to the prince.

Sora was grateful for them; he couldn’t care less if they were from another kingdom. Any inch of kindness he received made him feel less alone and lost. There were many occasions where he was frustrated enough to make a break for the surface, but they always sang some sense into him before he tried. They told him to bide his time because the only real way to get his life back was to become human again. Something that could only be done by the king or the prince with the Trident’s power.

As for Riku…

His relationship with the royal mer was very rocky. At first, Sora blamed him for his current predicament and they spent a lot of time in arguments. Things got so cold between them that they stopped having a physical relationship and slept on separate sides of the clam bed. They became uncomfortable in each other’s presence, and Sora hoped that this would be the impetus to return him to the surface world. Yet, despite how hard things got between them, Riku continued to refuse to set him free. The prince insisted that they needed to stay together.

As Sora learned more about the merfolk, he realized that his supposed mate was in over his head. Riku was being treated like a pauper instead of the prince, and every time he swam into the cavern he looked less and less like royalty and more tired and worn. Sora recognized that look; he had seen it on his parents when they came home after long days. They would sit on the couch together after work and lean against each other, one supporting the other.

It made him realize that it was pointless to blame the merman. They both got into this mess together and they were both out of their depth. There came a time when Riku sluggishly swam into his cave and floated down to his side of the bed, and Sora, hesitant at first, came to rest against him. The prince did not expect this, and he gave his chosen a questioning look. Sora answered by resting his cheek against the other’s shoulder. Receiving affection instead of the usual vitriol made open relief show on Riku’s face, and seeing that expression washed away all of Sora’s bitterness towards him. From then on, they were friends again.

They talked about when they first met, back when they were kids. The many misunderstandings between them and the differences in their worlds would bring bittersweet laughter as they rehashed their past with a new level of understanding. The boy admitted that he always had a level of fear towards the mer, and the prince apologized for being so forceful towards him. Riku admitted that he had always loved Sora, and Sora told him about Kairi.

The truthfulness of these conversations only served to break Riku’s confidence. To hear that he was not Sora’s first choice or even a second love reminded him that being the most revered mer in the ocean meant nothing to the human. He understood now why he wasn’t good enough and where he went wrong. This haunted him as the cycles passed, and the realization set that he would be parenting a youngling with someone who would easily leave him at the first prospect of returning to the surface world.

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Riku had to find a new place to live for his growing family. Normally he would have stayed in the palace, but the inhospitable treatment from his father and the servants was enough to convince him to move out. Mer that lived outside of the palace built their homes in caves that they dug themselves. The prince searched all over his kingdom until he found a perfect place, one that was distant from the palace but close to hunting grounds and markets. He found a large, unoccupied mountainside that towered over the busy hub of Atlantica and provided natural defenses from predators and intruders alike.

There was only one problem. The reason the mountain was uninhabited was because it had several layers of siltstone. Riku tried to claw his way into it, but the sheer amount of work needed to make just one scratch was Herculean. Normally this was an endeavor that his family would have participated in, but since he was disowned he could not count on them. Frustrated, he tried to blow a hole through the stone using the Trident, but when he aimed the mythical weapon, nothing happened.

This was becoming a common occurrence. Instead of gaining mastery over the weapon, it seemed to obey the prince less and less, as if it was rejecting him as soundly as his own father was. In a moment of despair, he hit the solid rock with his fists and leaned against it.

  What am I doing wrong. Why is none of this right?

The cave-building, the Trident, his servants, his father, Sora. Why was none of it right?

“My Prince.”

Riku leaned away from the mountainside and turned towards the source of those notes. Floating before him was Namine and several other mers that he had come to know from his hunts. He had no idea why they were there. "Yes?“ he sang uncertainly.

"We’ve come to help you claw your cave,” sang Namine with a smile.

Riku thought that he didn’t hear that right. His words were clicked slowly, because he was fully expecting some kind of catch or price to pay for this generosity. "Why?“

"We know your chosen is not noble born and that your family has shunned you because of it. Although the royalty do not approve, we do. As normal merfolk, we appreciate you mating someone who is like us,” she explained.

“But he’s not like you,” protested Riku. "He’s special. There isn’t anyone like him in all the ocean.“ Naturally, because Sora was in fact, human - but that wasn’t something that he could tell the gathered mer. The prince struggled to convey this to Namine without giving away his secret.

Before Riku could say anything else, the large group floated to the mountainside. They all began clawing, and with their concerted effort, the mountainside’s surface began to flake and give way.

"Of course he is special. You are the one who chose him after all,” sang Namine. She took the prince’s wrist and led him to the work site. "Come. We must make a home for your family.“

A feeling welled up inside Riku, one that he had never experienced in all the cycles that he had lived. It seemed to come from somewhere deep in his heart and bloomed outwards, filling him with utmost relief.

Gratitude.

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Several cycles passed before their new home was completed. Sora was not looking forwards to moving. It was bad enough that they were pariahs in the palace; now they would have to pack up their things and carry everything out while all the servants simply watched and gossiped about them. Riku kept his head held high and dorsals streamlined while he floated their things outside, but Sora seemed to curl in on himself as he made the procession to the palace’s exit. The weight of everyone’s judgement made his fins sag. No matter which world or what form he was in, he couldn’t escape the feeling of being punished for being such a deviant.

Riku noticed the way that his mate was dragging his tail, so he paused in their work to reassure him. "Everything is going to be okay,” he sang in muted notes. "You’ll see.“

"Won’t we be alone out there?” asked Sora. Although they were neglected in the palace, at least they were surrounded by other mers. He wasn’t sure about living in a place where they were more isolated.

“We have the Trident,” sang Riku assuredly. “Nothing is going to mess with us.”

That wasn’t the point that Sora was trying to make. He tried to explain this, but was interrupted by the arrival of Aqua and Terra. Through their combined effort, they were floating the clamshell bed out of their abandoned chamber.

“I think you’re going to need this,” clicked Terra.

“And before you say it - we know. You didn’t ask for help,” sang Aqua. "But we’re not letting Sora go without a bed.“

Sora smiled, glad that there was at least some mers who were willing to help them.

"You’re also making sure that you know where we live,” clicked Riku in flat notes.

“I don’t mind,” interrupted Sora. He floated over to the residents of Lumina and lowered his torso into a bow - something that he learned from Aqua’s teachings. "Thanks for your help. For everything. I don’t know what I would have done without you.“

Aqua made a soft note that conveyed all of her affection for the human. In the time that she got to know Sora, she saw a young soul that was easily misguided and lost - but also someone who had the potential to be caring, resilient and strong. It was her hope that with time, he would come into his own and became a great father to the future king of Atlantica. She reached out to pass her claws though his drifting hair. "You’re going to be just fine. And if you won’t, you’ll have us.”

“I think you’ve butted in enough,” clicked Riku tensely. Unfortunately, he couldn’t be around at all times of the tide to keep an eye on Sora due to the hunting and foraging that he had to do, which meant that his chosen could meet anybody when he wasn’t around. He would have preferred that Sora made friends with people from his own kingdom. Terra and Aqua, although helpful, may not have shown the same amount of friendship if Sora was not carrying a future king.

Terra leveled a serious look at Riku. "Although there has been no ceremony, you should treat each other as if you are bonded. You are going to need that if you’re going to survive on your own.“

"I don’t need some pompous celebration to tell me what I already know in my heart,” clicked Riku. He floated over to Sora and took his hand. "Come on. We’re leaving this place.“

Sora hesitantly flicked his fins to swim away from the palace. Terra and Aqua followed behind, carrying the large clam bed between the two of them. He looked up at Riku’s strong profile and wondered if the prince was really feeling as brave as he looked on the outside. "What ceremony did they mean?” he asked.

“It’s something that mers do to show everyone that they are mated for life,” explained Riku. "We’ll have one someday, when the time is right. I don’t want anyone else but you.“

"You mean a marriage,” sang Sora, using his own human word to describe it. "I didn’t know that you wanted to get married.“ He didn’t realize that merfolk got married at all until now. "Where I come from, it’s not a good idea to have kids before getting married. Is it the same down here?”

“It’s the same,” confirmed Riku with an unhappy expression. "It’s my fault. I thought I could do whatever I wanted without realizing that it could make a youngling. If I had known, I would have been more careful and made sure we had our ceremony first.“

"You really wanted to marry me?” sang Sora, his notes holding a mix of shock and amusement. “A human and a fish?”

Riku stopped swimming and turned so that he could face Sora with a serious expression. "Is something wrong with that?“ he clicked.

"Yes! I mean, don’t you think there would be problems with that sort of thing,” countered Sora. "At least there would have been before you turned me into.. this.“ He gestured to his own body. "I guess there’s not too much problem now.”

“So you’ll have the ceremony with me?” sang Riku intently.

“I can’t do that. I’m going back to my home,” answered Sora with a frown. "After I’m done carrying whatever I’m carrying, I’m going back to your dad and I’ll find a way. I miss my family. Just because you hate yours, doesn’t give you the right to take me away from mine.“

Riku’s grasp on Sora’s wrist tightened to the point that it almost caused pain. "I swear on every life that has ever been created in this ocean that I will spend the rest of mine finding a way to make you love me in return.”

Those words stunned Sora. Not just their honesty, but the fact that Riku’s notion of love was so immature. Though Sora’s own knowledge of the concept wasn’t absolute, even he was certain that it was something that could not be forced. "That’s now how it works, Riku!“ he sang emphatically.

Unfortunately, Riku wasn’t listening anymore. They arrived at their destination, and Sora found that it was just as the prince described - a very high outcropping of stone that overlooked the kingdom, like the tallest tower that was meant to hide away a princess in a fairytale. He expected a completely remote and isolated area, but to his surprise, there were dozens of mer surrounding the newly built cave. Upon their arrival, they sang cheerful notes and welcomed them to their new home.

Given how they had been treated up until now, Sora was surprised to see anyone congratulating them. "Who are they?” he asked Riku.

“Atlantians,” the prince explained. “They helped to build our home.”

“I don’t believe it,” sang Sora in awe. "You have friends.“

Riku’s first gut reaction was to say that he didn’t have or need friends, however the notes stalled. The truth was that these mers helped him when he needed it most, and he couldn’t forsake that. "You say it like it’s impossible.”

“I thought it was,” clicked Sora in disbelief. A few members of the crowd floated his way and gently grasped him by his arms. He didn’t know what to do or say as they placed threaded flora and shells around his neck and led him into the cave.

A few others fetched the clamshell bed from Terra and Aqua to float over to the cave’s entrance. Up until then, the couple had been quietly listening to Sora and Riku talk in an attempt to understand their situation better. It seemed that they were getting along, but the prince’s affections were clearly one-sided. They were also surprised to see other merfolk helping with the new mountainside home.

At first, Aqua moved to join the gathering, however Terra stalled her with an outstretched arm. "Let them be,“ he sang to his chosen.

"Why?” asked Aqua.

“This is good for the prince,” clicked Terra. "When was the last time you ever saw him mingle with commoners?“

"Never,” she sang in wonderment. "Do you think the prince is changing?“

"I think that we are all at heart the same as we were born,” sang Terra. "But its up to us to bring out the better parts of ourselves and let the worst sink low.“

"And you think the prince has better parts?” clicked Aqua.

“I think the prince was once a youngling like everyone else. Someone who needed protection, caring and knowledge to know how to live.”

“But he had those things,” argued Aqua. "King Triton would not have let him lack for anything.“

"He’s still missing knowledge,” sang Terra. "The kind that only the world can teach you.“ He gently grasped Aqua’s wrist. "Let’s let them see their new home. We’ll visit later.”

Aqua reluctantly swam away with Terra. She was loathe to leave Sora all alone with Riku in that cave. It was obvious that the human was desperate to return to the surface world and that the prince would never allow that to happen. How could the two of them continue to get along in those circumstances?

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The work that had been done inside the cave was extensive. There was a main anteroom upon entering it’s mouth, and several tunnels led downwards to chambers for sleeping, storage, food prep, sand baths, and a special room where Sora would have his youngling and raise him.

They were given several gifts from the other mers, including trinkets to wear, food to eat and decor to add for their furnishings. Sora was still floored that there were mers who cared about them at all, much less got along with Riku. He thought he was seeing a whole new person when he saw the prince floating with the others.

Eventually the couple was left alone to enjoy their new place. Without the other mer to animate the chambers with their combined song, the cave seemed dark and empty. It made Sora miss his real house and his old room. He missed the sunlight through the windows and the fresh air. He missed the smell of breakfast cooking in the morning. He missed his mother and father’s voices. He missed it all.

Riku was watching Sora float about the main room. He didn’t know what the human thought of their new home. It wasn’t a palace, and it was a far cry from the sort of life he thought they would have. He asked tentatively, “What do you think?”

Sora came out of his wistful thoughts at Riku’s question. He spread his arms out helplessly, unsure of how to answer. “It’s a cave,” he sang in the end. What difference did it make? It was just another dark place to be held hostage in.

Riku grit his teeth, and then he swam down to their new bed chambers. The Trident was released from where it was strapped against his back and wedged into the floor. His gills flared outwards as he beheld his weapon, and then he leaned his head against it.

  Please tell me what I am doing wrong, he silently pleaded.

The Trident gave a soft, comforting hum. It glowed a gentle blue, and the inside of the cave suddenly came to life with bioluminescence that originated from the microbiotic organisms that lived along the walls and rooftops. Natural glassy rock refracted that light, and the sandy floor gleamed like sparkling diamonds.

Sora’s gills flared in surprise as their new home lit up and bathed everything in new beauty and splendor. “Riku,” he sang in hushed notes. "This is amazing. You did all this?“

Riku heard the awed notes from the room above, and he mouthed a heartfelt ‘thank you,’ to the Trident. Then he swam back up to join Sora. "The others that you saw, they helped. The hardest part was just getting into this mountain, we had to claw through the stone. Then everything had to be smoothed out once we got inside, all this used to be really jagged. It took so long to carry in the sand-”

As Riku explained the laborious process that he went through to put the cave together, Sora couldn’t help but feel a little proud of him and amazed that someone was doing this for him. It was hard not to like the prince in that moment, despite all the times in their past when he couldn’t stand to be near him.

  If I was a mer from the beginning, maybe..

Maybe it would have been different.

“There’s something else,” sang Riku. He grasped Sora’s hand and pulled him to the cave’s exit. The door was sealed with a boulder after they exited, and then he swam his chosen outside with a grin.

Surrounding their home was a beautiful landscape of coral and all of the wildlife that came with it. Atlantica’s light touched everything, and it brought color and beauty to all the things that swam, waved and floated in their part of the ocean. Sora’s amazement grew as Riku gave him a tour of their surroundings and he beheld all that spread out before him.

  If I forget about what I was like as a human.

Sora embraced Riku’s forearm, holding him tighter as they swam together.

  Could I be happy?

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Things were better in their new cave. Although they had to work harder in regards to foraging their own food, hunting and maintaining the upkeep of their home, they were not alone. Other mers frequently swam by to check on the new couple and to teach them what they needed to know to live outside of the palace. They fell into a routine, and Sora learned to live by the cycles like the everyone else in the kingdom.

However, he began to change. His scales hardened like armor and sealed off his tail in order to protect what was growing inside of him. Sharp tines erupted from his dorsal fin and tail, and his claws grew longer and curved, turning him into a veritable fortress. Riku could no longer penetrate him for their lovemaking, nor could he easily embrace Sora without cutting himself. Although it was normal for these changes to occur in a mer who was carrying, Sora’s case was unusually extreme. Even his coloring shifted from blue to purple, and then went completely black as his blood raced from a rapid heart beat that was tremendously fast, even for one of their race.

Concerned for what was going on, Riku sent for someone knowledgeable in the village to check his chosen’s health. A skinny mer with a lime colored tail, sallow eyes and long blond hair responded to the summons. He swam over to their home and introduced himself as “Even,” an experienced healer.

He went into the birthing room to examine Sora, and stayed there only briefly before hurrying out with a harried expression on his face. "I have never seen such a horrific case of Instinct in all my cycles of living!“ he clicked tensely.

Riku frowned upon hearing Even’s assessment. Instinct was common in birthing mers, but usually it presented itself in small ways, such as obsessively gathering kelp for the bed, swimming in circles in the hatching space, or just being a little testy towards strangers. What was happening with Sora was unbelievable; it was like he was turning into a monster before their eyes. What made it more complicated was the fact that he wasn’t even a real mer at all - so why would he have Instinct in the first place?

"Are you sure that’s all it is?” the prince questioned.

“I can only surmise that the fact that he’s carrying a king of Atlantica is the reason that his body is reacting so strongly,” replied Even. "He is going to have an extremely difficult laying as a result. I have heard cases where the lack of sleep and eating will cause the death of the carrying mer. All of his body will be consumed to support the youngling.“

"Then I’ll make him eat and sleep,” declared Riku.

Even laughed, his notes full of detached amusement. "Right now you won’t be able to get near him without losing one of your fins. I nearly lost my head in there just introducing myself. All you can do is set some food near the birthing shelf and pray to Poseidon that he eats.“

"How long will this last?”

“It will last as long as the youngling needs,” Even clicked seriously. "And if your son manages to be born, he will surely be affected by the stress of this.“ The mer swam over to the exit, apparently eager to escape what was going on in the household. "I hope the currents turn in your favor soon, my prince. You are going to have a long, difficult time ahead.”

Riku was even more unsettled than before. He swam down to the birthing room to see what it was that had Even on edge, and his entire body went cold at the sight before him. Sora was swimming tight, fast circles in the raised shelf where he would be doing his laying, making the kelp beneath him shred on his sharp fins and fluff up. All of his skin and scales were now pitch black, and his eyes dimmed to a dark amber.

“Sora,” sang Riku in disbelief.

Sora snapped his head and upper torso in the prince’s direction, but there was no recognition in his stare. He was looking at the prince like a wild animal ready to protect it’s burrow.

Slowly, Riku swam over to where they kept knitted ropes of kelp for the bed. He took several stacks in his arms, using slow, careful movements so that he didn’t spook his mate. Then he drifted over to where his chosen was perched, and the closer he came, the more Sora narrowed his eyes and hissed threateningly.

The prince burst into motion, snapping his tail to quickly close the foot of space that separated them. He used the kelp as a barrier to protect himself from the sharp blades of his mate’s fins as he tried to subdue him. Sora went into a frenzy, thrashing and clawing; his spine bowing and buckling as he tried to throw the mer off him.

The prince was injured several times during the tousle. His blood floated in the water from the scratches he sustained, but he didn’t give up. Sora was swaddled in the kelp, and he used it to tie his hands and fins down to keep from dashing or fighting anymore. Once he had the situation under control, he leaned down and sang in low notes into his chosen’s auricle:

“I don’t care how ugly you make yourself. I still love you.”

Riku gently brushed Sora’s face with the back of his hands. Now that Sora was forced to hold still instead of thrashing about, his heart rate slowed and some of the black receded to purple. His gills flared long and hard, taking deep gulps of water.

“Come back to me when you’re done being an urchin,” Riku sang softly. "I miss you.“

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As Even said, it was a difficult pregnancy. Riku didn’t know if some of the trouble came from the fact that Sora was not a mer, even if he had a mer’s body. The only person in the ocean who had any answers was his father and he could not go to him for help. Instead, he asked the commoners about what he needed to do and took their advice.

Sora was unable to sing properly anymore. He communicated through hisses and clicks in an animalistic way. Meat was the only thing he wanted to eat and he demanded it in large quantities. Nobody could go near him without being viciously attacked for approaching the nesting bed, which he never left.

Riku was the only one who could go near him in relative safety. He would bring food and embrace Sora through the layers of kelp that he kept on top of him. The prince would thrum calming songs that steadied his mate’s heart and made glimmers of recognition appear in his eyes in brief moments.

And they waited. With high expectation, with fear and uncertainty, they waited for the time to come.

And it did.

Riku awoke to the feel of Sora’s intense shivering. He had taken to sleeping with him in the shelf where the nest was prepared despite it being so cramped, because if there was a risk of his mate not surviving this, then he wanted to be there for every remaining moment. At first, the prince thought that his chosen just needed more kelp to cover him from the cooler waters, but when he touched the other’s body, he felt intense heat.

Sora’s voice suddenly pitched into a loud, screeching note, and that’s when Riku realized that he was shaking with pain. It was time. His excitement shot so high that it could have taken him to the surface. "Sora. Sora, it’s happening!” he sang loudly.

Sora was writhing in agony. He sensed an intense ball of fire that started at the top of his tail and was slowly dropping its way down to the bottom. It felt as if someone had taken a knife and was using it to flay him in half. He rolled his body and trashed on his stomach, instinctively arching his back to push out the source of the intense pain.

Riku held onto the other’s elbows to keep him anchored down on the shelf, his expression concerned for what his human was going through. "Come on, we can do this. Just a little more. You’re almost there,“ he sang in encouraging notes.

The pain arrived at the lowest point in Sora’s tail, and then his scales ripped apart as something began to push it’s way out. A baseball sized, emerald globe rolled out of his body and settled into the soft kelp that had been prepared for it. The instant that it happened, he let out one last tortured scream, and the note warbled into relief as he felt his sharp discomfort suddenly vanish. He collapsed into the nest, gills fluttering weakly.

All the darkness in his body began fading, revealing his blue tail and eyes as they normally were. Riku kissed his brow over and over, as if his affection alone could keep Sora’s life firmly anchored in the world.

"Are you alright?” Riku asked in a tremulous way.

“…Did I just lay an egg,” sang Sora weakly.

The prince gave a soft laugh as he smoothed Sora’s drifting hair. "Yes,“ he sang, his notes full of joy at hearing coherent words from his mate after such a long time, and the fact that their family had made it this far. "Our youngling is here. Thank you. Thank you for bringing him.”

“I’m not a fish. I’m a chicken,” deadpanned Sora. Then he tried to rise up, but found that it was like moving his body through molasses. "Help me see it?“

Riku helped Sora to sit up and curl forwards so that he could see the egg. It had the look of frosted glass, and within it was a gentle glow. Something was inside, moving slowly.

"It’s tradition that the one that carries gives the name,” Riku sang to Sora. "When he hatches, that’s when you’ll tell him who he is.“

"Me?” sang Sora uncertainly. "Don’t you want to have a say in his name too?“

The prince shook his head in the negative. "Only you have earned that right.”

“Alright. I’ll think of his name.” Sora reached out to gently touch the egg. It’s surface felt strong, like crystal. "I won’t let you down, little guy. It’ll be a good name.“

Riku smiled. He didn’t think that there would be a happier moment in his life.

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News of the successful arrival of the egg spread through the kingdom. There were celebrations among the people and many gifts were sent to the couple’s new home. In the palace, it took all of Triton’s strength not to go darting through the waters to see his son’s new family. He sent servants disguised as townsfolk to visit Riku with gifts, and then would listen avidly to any and all news that he received about his grandson and how the they were living.

Although he regretted how their relationship had changed, Triton was proud that the prince had come so far in being able to provide for himself and to win the affection of his people. Already, he was thinking of ways to somehow bring his son back home. The problem was what to do about Sora when the time came.

The orca also heard about the good tidings. Braig kept a close eye on their cave and planned for the right moment to attempt to swim in and steal the new egg. He waited until Riku was out hunting before trying to get in, confident that he would be able to handle Sora easily. However, the Trident repelled him with a powerful barrier, effectively putting a stop to his plans.

Previously, Riku used to carry the Trident with him wherever he went, but since its power stopped responding to his every wish, he simply left it staked in their bed chambers. The moment that the egg arrived, a force field appeared around the mountain, preventing visitors from arriving. Little did they know, it was also the reason that Braig’s ambitions were foiled. It also had the unfortunate side effect of keeping his chosen trapped.

Sora did not like it. He could only go outside if Riku let him through the barrier. The human tried everything he could to break free. At first he threw rocks at the Trident in hopes that it would somehow deactivate its power, but that didn’t work. The same thing happened when he tried to break through the barrier using every manner of item that he could find. He got thrown back by the energy so many times that his head went spinning just thinking about it.

"Why are you doing this?” Sora demanded to know. "What did I ever do to deserve being being locked up like a goldfish in a bowl?“

"It’s not me,” sang Riku with a frown. "The Trident is acting on it’s own. Besides, you’re supposed to stay with the egg. You have to be there when it hatches.“

"Can’t you just shut the Trident off? Or take it with you, then maybe this weird magic thing will move away.”

“I’m not leaving you or my son unprotected. If the Trident is doing this then it’s for a reason. It might know something that we don’t,” clicked Riku seriously. "Besides, you should be spending this time eating - and getting rid of those scales.“

Sora swam restlessly around the main chamber. Although his coloring was restored and his health improved, his scales were still rock hard and impervious, and his fins were sharp as shards of broken glass. These natural physical changes left no doubt as to what his role was in the protection of their egg. He turned a shrewd stare at Riku over his comment. "Why? I like being this way. I’m built like a tank.”

“I don’t know what a tank is, but I do know that if you don’t fix those scales, we’re not going to be playing with each other for a while,” sang the prince with an arched look.

That made Sora stop swimming. It was true that they were unable to be intimate since the changes started. There were times when he missed it, like a drug he craved on a visceral level. When he was in his human body it was the same; as if the moment he opened that pandora’s box with Kairi he could never go back. He wanted sex, and it made him wish that he hadn’t lost his virginity so young. If it wasn’t for this base craving, he wouldn’t be in the mess that he was in right now.

“You know Riku,” Sora sang in clear notes, “someday you’re going to see that I’m more than something that you can just play with.”

“Really.” The defiance in his mate’s notes made Riku rise up. His dorsal fins splayed outwards, involuntarily showing his dominance in the relationship. "What exactly is it that I’m going to see?“

"That every day - every cycle,” Sora corrected, “I am getting closer to being better than you.”

Riku couldn’t help the amused notes that he made. He circled around his chosen like a hungry shark, his fins pushing wake water in the other’s direction. "You want to boss me around, human?“

"I’m going to get out of here,” sang Sora defiantly. He pointed upwards towards the surface. "I’m going home. And until you pick up that Trident and let me out, you can kiss this ugly tail goodbye.“ Sora made an 'x’ motion with his arms, indicating that there would be no lovemaking until then.

Riku narrowed his eyes, and then he shot forth with a fast flap of his tail to tackle the other mer. "I’m going to rip those nasty scales off you, you prickly urchin!”

To the prince’s surprise, Sora easily dodged with an upwards thrust of his tail. As Riku slipped past where he once floated, the human pulled down one of his eyelids and stuck his long tongue out at him. "Nice try, but you’re going to be playing with your weird pink penis by yourself for a long time. Maybe even forever.“

The merman didn’t know what in the world got into Sora. Maybe all the time cooped up in the cave was making him crazy, or perhaps the egg laying had changed him. There was a new wildness in him that he had not seen before.

  No, that’s not true, Riku thought to himself.  He was always like this.

He remembered his Sora as a youngling who would run freely on the beach and splash happily in the water. A human who dared to believe that heroes existed and threw bottles in the water to find them. One who gave himself to wild desires, whether it was to a girl who was destined to break his heart, or to a dangerous mer who would drag him down to the depths at the first chance. A free soul that would face the ocean over and over again, despite how many times it nearly drowned him.

This was the Sora that captivated him since the beginning. The one that made a prince forsake his birthright and dig a cave with his own hands.

He was never going to let him go.

Riku’s lips curled into a playful but intent smile. He chased his mate through the chambers of their home, knocking over their trinkets and causing a mess with their wake water. The prince felt like a youngling shooting through the currents of human boats and flying high into the surface air. Only Sora ever gave him that feeling of complete freedom. His Sora. There were no regrets about anything in that moment of pure exhilaration.

The prince eventually managed to pin his chosen to the wall. Their gills flared rapidly to fill their bodies with fresh water. Sora had a disappointed expression on his face, obviously upset that he had been caught, and he wriggled to try to keep Riku away from his tail.

"Noooo don’t claw them off!” he protested emphatically. "I like my body armor!“

"Fine,” sang Riku in low notes. His aquamarine eyes lidded with anticipation. "I’ll just cut the ones that I need out of the way.“ The mer brandished his claws, indicating how he intended to do it.

Sora pouted. He wanted nothing more than to have some kind of leverage over the prince so that he didn’t feel so trapped all the time. There was also a part of him that was thrilled at being caught, because what would come afterwards was going to feel amazing. His desires for freedom and wanting to surrender warred against each other. He closed his eyes, unable to make the decision for himself and hating that he was so weak.

Then he felt something. His eyes shot open. "Wait.”

“I’m not going to,” warned Riku as he reached for the other’s tail.

“I said wait,” sang Sora, now renewing his thrashing. "The egg.“

Those words made Riku freeze. The two looked at each other, and both came to the same realization. They broke apart to swim at top speed towards the birthing chamber. Sora could feel something calling him. A lone, beautiful note was hanging in the water, and he felt deep in his heart that it was a song only for him.

They crowded around the shelf, and sure enough, the egg was breaking. Fissures broke through the crystal, as if it was cracking from the force of the vibrating tones coming from within. Then it simply flaked apart, revealing a creature that was no bigger than a small pearl. It untucked from the tiny ball it was wrapped in, revealing a beautiful, pearlescent tail of green scales. It had royal fins that were bigger than its whole body, and they spread apart like the wings of a newborn butterfly, tinted with a lighter shade of green and refracting rainbow light. A head of blonde hair revealed itself, as well as eyes as light as the sky.

Sora’s mouth fell open. He reached out to cradle the newborn between his palms, scooping him forwards without touching him in fear of crushing him. "He looks like me,” he said in complete shock. "But he has your tail. How is that possible? I thought we couldn’t mix.“

"We did,” sang Riku quietly. "This is our son, Sora.“

If Sora could have cried, he would have. Instead, his body vibrated the feelings outwards without his thinking. A bittersweet song hung in the air, one that told the tale of how all of his mistakes and selfishness brought him to the most beautiful moment of his life. Everything that he thought was important to him changed the second he beheld his son.

Riku placed his clawed hand on Sora’s shoulder. His mate’s notes resonated deeply within him, and he also began to vibrate a song that spoke of his own mistakes and selfishness as well. Blended together, it became music of redemption.

The youngling floated between the space of Sora’s hands, it’s small arms and tail moving in a lively way as it tried to swim. At first, it could only move less than a centimeter, but eventually it grew stronger and managed to gain an inch of distance with every flip of its tail.

"What’s his name?” asked Riku quietly.

Sora gave a soft smile. "Ventus.“

Riku looked at his chosen askance. "That’s a strange name. What does it mean?”

Sora remained quiet a few moments before he answered in a notes that were filled with deep meaning. "It means wind.“

The newly named Ventus swam free of the circle of Sora’s claws and floated upwards. He brushed against his carrier’s face, following the line of his cheek bone until he found his auricle. There, he gripped the line of his lobe with his small claws and came to rest against it, his expression that of innocent contentment. His emerald colored dorsal fins dipped downwards, and he became a beautiful living earring.

To be continued.
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