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Hmmm, I guess I've made
a lot of sceptics out there, oh well, not that I really do care about those
people, but still, I'm glad some of you haven't lost their faith in me so far.
I will admit that there
will be a lot of curves and unexpected u-turns in this story, but ya'll just
have to wait to find out the reason behind all of them, since there's actually
a plot I need to take in account.
If you don't like it, I
appreciate you tell me, but please, disrespectful comments like 'that doesn't
make me want to read the story anymore' I really do not need. The ages-old
policy is of vigour here people: DON'T LIKE, DON'T READ.
It's really a shame that
some people out there just don't have the maturity to keep non- useful comments
to themselves.
To those out there still
with me, please enjoy! J
-Blackdiamond Princess
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THREE: The Aftermath
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"Soraaaa!
Nooo!"
Riku ran over to his
immobile body on the snowy ground, throwing himself next to him and turning him
around to look at him. "Oh God, please no…"
Blood.
So much of it, it was
everywhere…
"Babe…" Riku
pleadingly whimpered, staring at the spatters of blood that were beginning to
roll down his paling face. A rapidly growing red spot around the hole in the
right shoulder of the grey fabric of his sweatshirt caught his attention and he
let out a loud wail as he held him closer to his chest, his tears rolling down
his face at the pain that tore his heart apart. "Wake up, Sora…! Oh
please…" He sobbed even though he could feel his body growing colder with
the increasing amount of blood he was losing.
Shaking his head as he
saw how Sora's head fell back lifelessly and his limbs hung down behind him,
Riku reached out to his face only to break down in more sobs at the blood that
smeared itself out on Sora's face from beneath his own fingers. "Don't go
like this, what am I supposed to do without you?"
Confronted to the
growing feelings of desperation and the increasing agony of the situation, Riku
let himself willingly drown into his sea of sorrow as he continued to sob the
loss of Sora, not seeing a future if he wasn't part of it. What was there to
live for if Sora wasn't there?
It was the sensation of
a pair of hands shaking his shoulders slightly that made him wake up into the
nightmare he had thought to have left for a brief moment.
"Sir, please… let
us take a look at him…"
Riku looked up at the
blonde man in total confusion, not understanding what the man wanted to come
look at. "He's dead." He whispered, feeling more tears well up in his
eyes at the realisation of that one sentence. "He's gone…"
"Sir let us check,
please…"
Shaking his head as he
held Sora close, Riku rocked them back and forth, refusing to let go of what he
had left of him. "Sora…"
"He may still have
a chance if you let us look at him, sir." A black haired medic said,
kneeling next to him in the snow. "He'll die if we don't help him
now…"
"…iku—"
Riku opened his eyes as
he heard the distinct whisper of his name and loosened his hold on Sora to see
him form his name soundlessly with his lips, his eyes still closed, but
unmistakably suffering. "Sora!"
"Ok, this one is
alive as well." One of the medics exclaimed to his partner, who
immediately began calling for a brancard.
A third man arrived with
the stretcher and Riku let go of Sora who was lifted onto the small litter and
rushed over to one of the waiting ambulances.
Riku shakily gathered
himself on his feet and began to make his way towards the ambulance they had
reserved for Sora when a soft whimper hit his ears coming from somewhere near
his feet.
He found Trooper
standing next to him, the small puppy was shivering from the bitter cold as he
stared up at him almost pleadingly.
Riku bent over and took
the dog in his arms, holding it close to his chest as he silently thanked
whomever it was that was looking over them up there. If it hadn't been for this
dog, Sora would be dead for certain now.
He covered Trooper
underneath his bloodied jacket and zipped it up enough for the puppy to be
safely protected from the cold.
"Sir, are you
riding with us?"
Riku looked up and
quickened his pace, stepped into the van and sat himself next to one of the two
medics from before, his eyes never leaving Sora who was lying in the middle of
the small space, barechested as they were wiring him to different apparatus and
back to his unconscious state, now wearing a breathing mask.
The car began to move
and Riku took hold of Sora's left hand in his, closing his eyes as he saw the
hole the bullet had made in his right shoulder and intertwining their fingers.
"Is he going to be alright?"
The blonde medic next to
him nodded, "He's lost a lot of blood, but he can make it if we transfuse
him the minute we arrive at the hospital." He checked the supply of oxygen
the brunet was receiving and watched how his colleague nodded after having
controlled Sora's pulse and other vital signs on the small monitor next to him
at the other side of the ambulance. "He's stable for now. Do you know his
blood type?"
Riku brushed back the
wet strands of Sora's bangs with his right hand, "He's an AB
positive…"
"That'll facilitate
things." The black haired medic whispered to his colleague who nodded in
agreement.
"Take some of my
blood, I'm an O." Riku said, sitting back a little to look at the two men,
"He can receive blood from me, right?"
The one sitting next to
him gave him a comforting smile, "If he is an AB+, he can receive blood
from any blood type."
"Alright,"
Riku approached Sora again and pressed a kiss on his forehead, "Hold on
just a bit longer, Sora… I'm coming to save you…"
He looked at the small scar on his right
shoulder as he stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom, observing the
pale, new skin that had grown over the bullet wound with an attentive eye.
Touching it still felt kind of awkward so
he didn't and simply gazed at it from different angles, pushing a little of his
bathrobe aside to look at it better.
Thinking of that fated night 18 months
ago didn't bring him nightmares anymore like it used to, the thought of the
person who did this to him even less. Somehow, during the lapse of time that
had passed, he had come to terms with what had been done to him and that he was
still alive even if things could've gone way differently and ended more
tragically then they did.
Everyone had survived and life had
carried on, even now that the stone had sunk to the bottom of the lake and
become part of it.
That, actually, was what the scar
epitomised to him; that life had gone on. He nearly died, but he was standing
strong today again. Life had gone on.
And now, he knew it was time to define
the dots on the 'i' a bit more clearly. He knew that he wouldn't be standing
here if it weren't for Riku who shared his blood, but he did not come back to
life to be saddled with the shit he had put him through lately.
No way.
He proved it to him last night. If Riku thought
that he could just fool around with whomever he wanted to, he could do the
same. But, next time he wouldn't be here to scrape up the pieces of another
broken heart.
It would be over. For good.
And life would move on.
He wrapped the robe around his body and
put up the hood, ready to step out of the bathroom as he suddenly heard three
soft knocks on the door.
"Sora, can I come in?"
Roxas.
He walked over to the door and let the
blonde in.
"You have classes?" Sora asked,
seeing as how his friend was already fully dressed and refreshed from last
night.
"No, I'm meeting up with my dad
later on." Roxas replied, closing the door behind him. "I just wanted
to congratulate you."
"For what?"
"For last night." He took a
step closer and kissed him on his lips, "You made me realise that you do
have things under control and that you know what you're doing."
Sora smiled, "You ever doubted about
it?"
"Well, I did begin to wonder when I
saw how much you enjoyed yourself in our arms." Roxas chuckled, seeing
Sora's impish smile and the eyebrow risen in silent observation.
"You can't blame me for enjoying
good sex, now can you?" He whispered with a chuckle, rubbing his hair dry
underneath his hood.
Roxas chuckled back and crossed his arms
over his chest with a nod, "He'll think twice before he looks any other
way again."
"Let us hope so," Sora answered
sternly, turning around to look at his face in the mirror above the sink.
"I'm not giving him another chance."
The blonde nodded, smiling at his
friend's decisive tone. "Hopefully he won't need another."
"I've suffered enough; it's time for
me to actually live my life." Sora said softly, staring at himself.
"Love is nice, but not to the expense of my self-esteem."
Roxas nodded again in understanding.
The brunet then turned to him,
"Thank you for last night."
A pleased smile was his first response
before Roxas moved in to hug him. "I'd say 'Anytime', but I know that what
we did was a one time thing only." They held each other tightly. "I'm
glad you proved me wrong about you. You DO know how to stand up to that jerk of
a boyfriend of yours and I don't need to come and save you from his
clutches."
Sora giggled, "I'm glad you were
there as a safety net, Roxas…" He whispered with his eyes closed, "We
could've worked, you know."
"Maybe in a galaxy far, far
away…" Roxas whispered back, making his friend laugh heartedly.
"No regrets?"
The blonde now let go of him and tipped
his nose playfully, "Regrets will always be there, Sora…" He said,
smiling a comforting smile, "But I find peace in knowing that you're
happy."
"Thank you again…" Sora
whispered, "For everything."
"You're welcome, hot kitty
cat." Roxas chuckled at the embarrassed pout he received. "Make him
see who's the boss."
Sora nodded with a content smirk as he
watched Roxas turn to leave, "Say hi to your dad from me and I'll call you
later, okay?"
"That's good," He nodded,
"Ciao your hotness." And with a last giggle from Sora he exited from
the bathroom and from the bedroom, descended the stairs and was out the front
door a few moments later.
Sora now walked to the door and halted in
its opening, leaning against the frame to look at the lump still asleep in the
large bed.
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There was a slightly cool wind blowing
over the beach that morning, the sea slightly agitated as it washed onto the
shore.
The little red rubber ball flew through
the air as Riku threw it away for Trooper to go fetch, watching how the dog ran
after it enthusiastically.
Sora smiled, tucking his hair behind his
ears to prevent it from being blown away with the wind.
They were walking bare footed over the
abandoned sands of the beach, having decided to talk things out after the
events of the past night.
"Nothing is what it seems lately, is
it?"
Riku turned to look at Sora with an
attentive gaze, "It's time for things to change."
"I agree…" Sora whispered,
looking at Trooper jumping after the ball in the distance.
"I can't expect for you to keep
forgiving me when I hurt you."
"No," The brunette breathed in
the salty air and looked up at the pale blue sky, "You can't."
Riku could hear the hardened resolve in
his voice and nodded, not having expected anything different from him.
"It's been over 3 years now, Riku,
you and me. Almost 4." They continued to walk while Riku listened,
"I'm ready to spend my life with you until the day I die, but I'm not
willing to lose neither my identity nor my self-esteem because of you. I love
you and I'd willingly put my life in danger all over again if it could save
yours, but you have to show me that I can trust you again, that I can look at
you and see the man I've always seen in you. The one I fell in love with, the
one that made me feel like the most important person to him in the world.
Most of my friends would've ended our
relationship a long time ago if they had been me, but even when I felt like I
was this close to give everything up, I still had that image of my Riku in my
heart and in my head. The gentle and protective Riku from my childhood who was
always there for me, who never did something knowing it would make me sad with
no grounded reason."
Sora squat down and took the ball Trooper
had brought back out from between his teeth and threw it away again, watching
lovingly how he ran after it once more.
"You've put me through hell, Riku,
but it was that image I had of you that kept me hoping that you could
change." He stood again and now looked at him, "I'm no longer that
naïve 17 year old who didn't know better but throw himself into his first love.
I know now that love is not supposed to be this way, it's not supposed to be
vindictive or supposed to hurt. I'll be 21 in two weeks and if given a reason
to leave you for good, I will. I've only began my life and you're not
irreplaceable."
Sora took a shaky breath and looked away
from him to see where his dog had gone to, beginning to take a step away from
him when Riku grabbed him by his right arm to hold him back.
"Don't have your talk and just
leave; please…" Riku watched how Sora's eyes closed for a moment, "I
guess that that was something I needed to hear." He whispered with a small
smile, "I'm not irreplaceable, especially not with how desirable you've
become…"
Sora looked at him, expecting for him to
defend himself now that he had finished saying what he had felt like saying.
"Riku, if I really meant anything to you, I shouldn't have felt the urge
to say these things to you."
"You mean EVERYTHING to me,
Sora." Riku whispered, holding him back again as the brunet had wanted to
leave.
"With all the fighting we've done
over the past year I just felt like I needed a break. From everything."
Sora turned to him again and looked at
their naked feet. "It has been a rough year…"
Riku nodded, "We bought our new
home, and I inherited half of my step dad's companies around the globe and
became a vice-CEO overnight. You began your full-time work at the DC Chronicle
as a columnist… there's been a lot of pressure on both our shoulders,
babe." He took a step closer, "The more I came back home late, the
less time we had for each other and I had to watch with helpless eyes how you
and Roxas became more and more close with each passing day. The arguments we
then had because of things that didn't work out or because of the stress we
both had didn't make things better.
I was afraid I'd be pushed to the background
and my fear became worse when we had that fight that made you leave me for the
first time.
It was like my world collapsed and I
thought that I could find my refuge in my work…
I have my moments of insecurity, Sora,
but what I do and the results from that are never created with the intention of
hurting you. Most of the time they're just not thought through…" He fell
silent and gave him a remorseful look, "I'll gladly take the blame on me
if you want someone to blame for the situation we're in and all I can say is
that I'm sorry. From the bottom of my heart, I truly regret everything that has
happened."
Sora closed his eyes, thinking back of
how he had felt when Riku brought him back home two nights ago. He had felt
then that, for a part, it had been his fault that Riku had ended up with that
woman in his office and that Riku wasn't the only one to blame here… he had his
share in causing the problems they had now. Instead of supporting Riku with his
new hectic way of life, he had to admit that he had been busy with his own
career and his new found friendship with Roxas.
He had blamed Riku for not making time
for him and their relationship, while in fact he had barely given him the
chance to right all the wrongs then.
"We are both such screw ups…"
He finally whispered, placing his hands on his forehead, still not facing him,
"And now I feel like an insensitive bastard."
Riku smiled softly, "If there's
anyone who should feel like a bastard that should be me. You haven't done
anything wrong and you're right to want to leave me for good if I mess things
up for the umpteenth time. I'll—"
Sora silenced him with a kiss, his hands
holding his face as he pressed himself up to him. "You talk too much, so
shut up and listen." He looked at the surprised, blinking eyes of his
lover for a second and then took a step back.
"If we both had taken the time to
look at our relationship instead of blaming each other for all the things that
went wrong, we wouldn't be here. We messed up and I was just mad and in the
mood for revenge.
The truth is that if I left you, I'd
regret it for the rest of my life.
Granted, you're far from perfect, but
I've loved you from the very beginning and you've loved me for who I was my
entire life. I'm ashamed to say it now, but I abused that fact to make you go
through the same suffering I thought you had inflicted on me on purpose… I just
wanted to feel in control for once. In control of my feelings and of my
life…"
Riku wrapped his arms around him,
"You've always lived your own life, babe…"
Sora gave him a semi-nod, "It's so
easy to lose yourself when you're so attached to another…" He lifted
himself on the tip of his toes and planted a kiss on his lips again.
"So…" Riku frowned down at him
with a pensive smile, "with all the confusion set aside, you'll only leave
me when I'm the one who completely messes things up next time?"
"I can't keep forgiving you if you
don't make an effort to change?" Sora said with a shy smile.
"No you can't." Riku agreed.
"And it's not because I mess things up that you're not to blame for it at
times…"
Sora rolled his eyes in an annoyed
manner, but smiled nonetheless, "Yeah, yeah… I have my
imperfections."
They laughed and Riku embraced him,
looking into those endless pools of magnificent blue, wanting to drown into
them without surfacing ever again. He watched how his giggle slowly stopped and
his lips formed a smile, his cheeks flaring up cutely at the attention he gave
him. Riku lifted his right hand up to one of them, closing his eyes as he felt
the softness of his skin glide underneath his fingertips. He opened his eyes
when he felt Sora kiss his fingers and gave him a questioning look which he
returned with a happy smile as he threw himself in his arms again.
"I'm so sorry, baby…" Sora
whispered, pressing a kiss into his neck, his eyes tightly closed.
"Ange…" Riku breathed out;
tightening the grip he had on him. "I love you."
"I love you too." The brunet
murmured back, holding him tightly as well, "I didn't mean it when I said
you weren't irreplaceable… No one compares, you know?"
Riku bit his lower lip and nodded,
feeling tears sting behind his eyelids, "But I still needed to hear that,
babe… Makes me realise all the more that there could be a day in which you
could leave me. For good."
"Riku…"
They let go of each other and Riku
immediately moved in to kiss him long and slowly, taking the time to explore
every depth of his lover's mouth, entangling their tongues sensually and
lovingly, feeling shivers run down his spine like it was the first time all
over again.
Sora let him lead, making him moan softly
as he felt him suckle on his lower lip, catching it between his teeth briefly
before letting go and sliding his tongue back into his mouth, moving away from
his lips and pressing kisses against his left jaw after having caressed his
tongue back and forth over his, murmuring loving words and whispering soft
promises.
"If I wasn't addicted to your
kisses…" Sora whispered, tilting his head back at the fingers running down
his throat and the soft lips that followed suit.
"Sora." Riku now looked at him
again, a strange determination in his dark aqua eyes. Sora cooed questioningly,
running his right index over his lips amorously. "Let's go back."
Sora smiled and took his hand,
"Yeah, let's go back home…"
"No, not home," Riku whispered,
holding him from walking on, making him look back confusedly. "Let's go
back to where we come from."
The brunet frowned and slightly shook his
head in non-understanding, "Riku…?"
"Destiny Port, Sora!" Riku
whispered with a smile, taking both his hands in his, "Let's go back to
where we fell in love and fall in love again…"
Sora could hardly hide a chuckle at how
romantic that sounded, "But what about your work?"
"I can easily take a few weeks off
with all the work I've been doing over there. Besides, Mister President of
Nobuhiro Zaibatsu won't mind, he's been urging me to take some time off for
days now."
Sora bit his lower lip in excitement,
"I can always send my column in by e-mail…"
Riku nodded in agreement, "We do
this, then?"
"Yeah!" Sora embraced him
again, "I can't wait to see them again!"
"Yeah, and perhaps we can ease their
minds with the good news of our reconciliation; Kairi hasn't stopped calling me
at the office to scold me." Riku whispered with a slight frown over Sora's
right shoulder. "What is it that you told her anyway?"
"Oh, nothing…" Sora said with a
mischievous smile, letting go of him now and slowly backing away. "Nothing
at all…"
"Why oh why do I NOT believe
you?" Riku said with a playful scowl, taking a step closer whith each one
Sora took back, "Sora…?"
Throwing his hands in the air and
shrieking comically, Sora turned and ran away in the direction of the sea,
knowing Riku had set in the pursuit. "It was nothing…!"
Riku laughed and soon had caught up with
Sora, lifting him off his feet from the back and taking him for a spin in his
arms, "You're a lousy liar and you're badly out of shape if I can't even
give you a 5 second head start!"
Sora laughed and writhed in his grip
until he stood with his feet in the shallow water, facing him,"Am
not!"
"Are too!" Riku replied
chuckling, covering his lips with his before Sora could reply again. "How
about a race then?"
"Last one to the car is a rotten
egg!" Sora giggled, already running away from him.
"Sora, that's cheating!" Riku
called after him and wanted to run, but got slowed down by Trooper who brought
him back the ball. "Ack, Troop! Bad timing!"
Sora laughed his heart out as he watched
the scene from a distance, "Riku is a rotten egg!" He giggled, waving
his hand in front of his face. He laughed again and then hit himself on his
thighs to call his dog over. "Come on Troop, come to Sora! Good boy!"
Riku growled as Trooper ran towards his
other owner. "Real mature, Sora! Real mature!"
But deep down he was endlessly happy to
see that joyful smile again on Sora's face, making him realise even more what a
lucky man he was.
The luckiest man in the world.
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His fingers slid in between his on the
mattress, their joined hands closing at one particular enjoyable touch, a soft
moan sounding through the dim atmosphere of the darkened room.
Bodies sliding harmoniously over the
other, ragged gasps and breathed words against moist skin, the notion of
individuality gone with the cry of passion that tore through their beings.
A pale hand, strong and masculine slid up
the path of tanned skin drawn out for it, pulling a yielding thigh closer to a
yearning body, adding the friction that tore a whimpering moan from the smaller
male lying on the bed, ready to be ravished and claimed as his.
One thrust was all he needed to feel
home, his breath heavy, voicing devoted whispers and dirty words as he moved
his hips against his lover's golden ones, earning praising murmurs and
pleasurable gasps and moans.
"I need you… I love you… go
deeper…"
He drank him in, devoured him whole with
every ounce of his being, losing himself in the beautiful play of writhing
limbs and trembling bodies. Cries mingled and drowned in their deep kisses, the
heat making sweat trickling down their damp skin while they moved incessantly
towards that much coveted explosion of colours and senses.
Small, toned fingers dug into his skin,
sliding down his back to procure a sensation of erotic bliss.
"So tight… I need you… I love you...
Come for me…"
And Sora came, his orgasm crashing down
on him, shattering him. He cried out his lover's name, cried it desperately,
feeling lost and yet saved at the same time, surrounded by his strength and
power, never to need another, completed, claimed, owned.
Like always, Riku followed not too soon
after, slacking his need as Sora was still shivering from the aftershocks of
his orgasm, filling him up with his love and enveloping him in the comforting
warmth of tangled limbs and in a soothing rain of kisses and caresses.
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The afternoon had rapidly progressed by
the time they were fully refreshed and clothed again, the sun already beginning
its descent when the door of the 9th house on Ohalland Lane opened
again.
"I'll be back in an hour," Sora
turned to Riku standing by the door and they shared a brief kiss.
"How about Chinese tonight?"
Riku whispered against his lips with a smile.
"Take out?" Sora asked with a
giggle.
"Eh… duh?" The blond said,
rolling his eyes.
"Then that's good," Sora moved
in again and kissed him longingly this time, "Mmmh… see you later."
"Later, ange."
Sora turned and walked over to his car
that was already taken out of the garage and unlocked it before stepping into
it and pulling out of their large drive way. He waved to Riku who was still
standing by the open door and drove away, unaware of the dark grey car that
appeared out a side street, following him on the foot.
"Sora! Good to see you, lad!" A
tall, middle-aged man with honey-brown hair and oval glasses marched up to him
as he pushed open the door of the DC Chronicle work floor.
"Hi mister Skellington," Sora
politely greeted with a smile.
"How many times have I told you
already; call me Jack." He enthusiastically replied, "You are the
staff's favourite, so you get the privilege!" He laughed and Sora couldn't
do anything else but chuckle along.
Jack Skellington was the new editor in
chief of the the DC Chronicle, after Alice Tenyaki the former editor left to
enjoy her well-deserved retirement. Three months had passed since and Sora
still had no idea why Mr. Skellington insisted on making friends with everyone
at the Chronicle while he was already likable enough for a man his age.
Sure, he had his eccentricities but all
in all he was fun to be around with. He had given a more approachable face to
the newspaper that appealed more to the youth than it did before without losing
its main, mature audience. He gave Sora all the credit for their newly acquired
readers, while in fact Sora hadn't changed anything in his style of giving
advice in his weekly column in the leisure section of the paper.
So he did not get it all when he was
suddenly bombarded staff's favourite and employee of the month a few weeks ago.
He only came to the Chronicle once a week. To hand in his column. How fair was
that to the others who came in every day to work on more important articles?
He felt lucky that the editorial staff
had taken a licking to him when he came working here for the first time as the
Benjamin of the bunch. So when he received those titles he didn't receive any
malevolent looks or hateful remarks or anything of that sort. Everyone
understood that being this boss' favourite could be an exhausting job.
"Mr Skel— Jack…" Sora said with
a chuckle, "I wondered if I could talk to you."
"Is it about the column of this
week? You already handed it in, was there something you wanted to alter?"
He threw an amicable arm around his shoulders as he walked them to his office
at the end of the large room.
"Erm… No, the column is fine."
Sora nervously chuckled, "I was wondering if I could possibly begin to
hand in my column via e-mail now, so I don't have to come in every week to hand
it in."
"Ooh… Is Riku asking for more
attention?" Jack asked with an amused smile.
Sora laughed, "Well, actually, we're
planning on going back to Destiny Port for a few weeks to relax a little."
"Ahh… Well of course little
one!" He threw his arms in the air, "Go spend some quality time with
your boyfriend now that he has some time to spend with you. He's been on the
news quite often lately with that new fusion Nobuhiro Zaibatsu had planned with
that other grand company."
"Yeah, he's been working like
crazy." Sora said, nodding, feeling a little pride for his Riku.
Jack nodded again, "Just go on that
vacation, but send your column in before the end of each week so we can edit
it. We'll ask for your readers to send you mails instead of letters."
"Yes, thank you." The brunet
whispered thankfully, beginning to walk away from him, "I'll come back
tomorrow to pick up the stuff I have in my office."
"Okay, Sora." Jack nodded,
waving him away.
"Bye." Sora turned and bumped
into a tall, black haired man with deep, dark blue eyes. "Oh, sorry."
The man flashed him a smile and laid a
hand on his right shoulder to keep him on his feet, "Be careful."
Sora nodded and watched the man walking
away, frowning as he had never seen him before at the Chronicle, but shrugging
it away as perhaps him being a new journalist for the paper.
He pushed open the door to exit, never
realising the little smirk the black haired man gave him as his eyes followed
his silhouette through the matt glass of the double doors.
________________________________________________________
"Target is moving
towards McCormick and Halberd. He's taking the next intersection."
"Copy that, I'm
moving into him."
"Negative, we have
someone up there to wait for him."
"Roger. Out."
Riku stepped out of his car and walked to
its back to let Trooper out of the trunk. He locked up and placed his keys into
the pocket of his jacket, walking up to the large building ahead of him.
"Good afternoon, Mister
Makoto." The girl behind the reception desk greeted him as she saw him
walking in.
"Hi, is Mr Nobuhiro up there?"
He asked her.
"Yes, he's expecting you." She
replied with a nod, smiling at the dog.
"Alright, thank you."
Riku moved to the elevators to wait for
one, rearranging his sunglasses on his nose as he noticed the many faces that
turned his way in the lobby.
All of DC and the rest of the world knew
who he was now that he was heir to one of the biggest multinational companies
in the entire world.
After the incidents on Snow Lake Hill two
winters ago, Ansem Nobuhiro had requested to meet with Riku, to talk about all
the things they had never felt the need to talk about when their mutual hatred
still stood in the way of a decent conversation.
Riku discovered that his step-father had
carried ill-favoured feelings towards him for different reasons he had thought
to be true.
Ansem revealed to him that ever since
Sephiroth started his own business company nearly 12 years ago, he had seen his
worry for the future of his own enterprise only grow. Sephiroth had refused to
take over the company his ancestors had started before him and his father,
leaving the task of running Nobuhiro Zaibatsu on Ansem's sole shoulders.
It had been his disliking for Riku and
his wish to keep the company in true family hands that had blinded him from
seeing the obvious option Sephiroth's refusal had left open for far too long
now.
He asked Riku to become his official heir
with a humility that surprised the then barely 21 year old, pleading to please
accept his offer as it had been his mother's wish as well before she died.
Feeling reticent for justified reasons,
Riku had wondered if it was solely the perspective of having to hand his
company over to stranger's hands that made the great Ansem Nobuhiro so polite
to him and it was the answer he received to that question that made him
consider the offer made.
Ansem Nobuhiro had been diagnosed with
prostate cancer and given no more than 2 more years to live.
Even with all the hatred he had felt for
the man for over half of his life, Riku had never wished for him to die.
Especially not from something like a cancer.
He felt sorry for this great man who had
lived his life, Riku now knew, loving a woman who hadn't been able to return
those feelings because she already had fallen in love with another man, and
raising a son who turned on him and became mentally unstable. Ansem had told
him how much he regretted not having been more amicable, thinking that perhaps
they could've shared some enjoyable moments for him to remember on his last
day. Work had taken over his life and he wished he had paid more attention to
the simple things that made life rich instead of rushing from one business
meeting from one side of the world to another.
It was with twisted feelings that that
night Riku had returned to the apartment he shared with Sora to tell him the
news.
Sora had encouraged him to do it, not only
to secure their financial lives a bit better, but also so he could come to
peace with the step-father he had had harsh feeling for for so long before it
would be too late.
So two months later, in late March of
last year, he was announced as the new vice-CEO of Nobuhiro Zaibatsu
International on nearly every television station around the globe.
He had accepted to learn the tricks of
the trade during the small amount of time the head of the company still had to
live and he was surprised as to how easily he had began to get the hang of it
after a full year of training, noticing to his relief that the members of the
board quit giving him disguised looks of contempt when he assisted to one of
their meetings.
He knew that it was a harsh universe, the
business world, but with the colossal amount of work he had delivered over the
months, he had gained the admiration and satisfaction of nearly all business
contacts the enterprise had around the world when he had been left in charge
for a day a couple of days ago.
It had felt fantastic to be able to
control such a company and now it felt even better now he knew that Sora was
behind him for the full 100 percent.
The soft bell of the arrived elevator
sounded and he looked up for the doors to open themselves, stepping inside the
metallic room.
His cell phone then suddenly vibrated
inside his jacket and he gave Trooper a content smile before opening the device
and looking at the caller's ID.
"Where's my dim
sum?"
Riku chuckled and moved back a little as
the elevator stopped on the second floor to let in a couple who were on their
way up. "I didn't expect you to be home already, I thought you said an
hour?"
"There was less
traffic than I had expected. Where are you?"
"I'm in Radiant Garden. I called
Ansem to ask him about our little trip." Riku answered, seeing how the
young redheaded woman squatted next to Trooper to pet him on his head.
"I'll be home in 45 minutes tops, babe."
"I'll order on
ahead so it'll be here by the time you get home."
"Okay," Riku chuckled, hearing
Sora's stomach growl loudly on the other line and watching how the couple got
out of the elevator as it had stopped on 6th floor "If I had known how
hungry you'd be I would've ordered it sooner."
"You're the one who
opened my appetite with your little tricks under the covers earlier." He heard him giggle and closed his eyes, loving how it
sounded in his ears. "Chia siu baau or fried chicken dumplings for
you?"
"Take whatever you want, ange. I'll
eat it." Riku felt the elevator decrease in speed and opened his eyes to
see that the elevator had reached the penthouse floor, "I gotta go
now…"
"Okay, be home
soon?"
"Okay, love you." Riku stepped
out of the elevator and into the hall of the sole apartment of this floor.
"Love you too,
later."
He hung up and knocked on the only door.
A white haired man with dark amber eyes
Riku did not recognise opened the door, "Ah, you have arrived. Mr.
Nobuhiro is expecting you."
Riku stepped inside, looking at this man
with a questioning eyebrow before stepping through the vestibule and into the
antechamber leading into the grant living room.
"Ah, Riku!"
Riku smiled at the man sitting in a
wheelchair in the middle of the room, welcoming him with open arms.
"Hello, Ansem."
"I'm glad to see you, my boy."
Ansem embraced him before looking at him with his sharp, deep amber eyes,
"You look well, so I take from that that you haven't been overworking
yourself."
"You seem to be holding up well,
too." Riku complimented him, though noticing the traits of fatigue on his
rapidly aging face. He could distinguish streaks of grey in his white-blond
hair now where a few weeks ago there hadn't been any. "I see your new
assistant has been taking good care of you."
"So you've met him?" Ansem
said, looking away from Trooper who he was petting lovingly to see behind Riku
and notice the other man standing near the entrance of the room.
"Yes," Riku turned, "He
opened to door to me."
"Meet Thomas Xehanort, Riku."
Ansem spoke, moving closer to him, "My new assistant."
"Nice to meet you." Riku held
out his hand and they exchanged a shake.
"The pleasure is mine. Mr. Nobuhiro
has told me a lot about you." Xehanort said with a small smile and a bow
of his head.
"The two of you will begin to work
closely together from now on." The wheelchair approached the two men,
"For I'm afraid that the strength to do much has begun to leave me."
Riku nodded, feeling a slight sting of
sadness for the man, "You can count on us."
"I know I can, Riku." Ansem
said with a confident smile before turning the wheelchair around and rolling
towards the grant balcony at the other side of the room.
Xehanort followed him without saying
another word and Riku did as well, silently watching this strange man, trying
to get a reading on him of any sort.
"So, Riku, why did you request an
audience with me?" Ansem asked, feeding Trooper a couple of biscuits out
of his right hand. "I hope it is not work related?" He jokingly added as he felt them standing
behind him now while he overlooked Central Park.
Riku took a step forwards and sat himself
next to him on one of the chairs standing on the terrace. "I was wondering
if you could let me have some time off, now that the merging with DragonCorp
has been rounded up."
"Ah, yes… I can imagine Sora being
impatient to have you for himself now that the hard work has been done."
Ansem smirked, "Yes, you can take your time off from work. Thomas and I
can handle things on our own for now. How much time do you think you'll
need?"
"I was thinking of two weeks, so not
to be gone for too long." Riku said, his eyes meeting with Xehanort's
unwillingly. There was something about the look he was giving him that was
simply unsettling for some inexplicable reason.
"Two weeks?" The older man
chuckled, "My boy, don't be so modest! Take the whole summer off if you
want to, you've definitely deserved it!"
Riku smiled thankfully and nodded,
"Thank you, Ansem."
"But I do expect for you to be fully
rested when you return, Riku. I'll need your help again by then." Ansem
said, looking at him now as he saw him stand up. Riku nodded again and he took
his right hand in his, "Enjoy yourself with Sora and I'll see you in
mid-September, alright?"
"Yessir." Riku then turned to
Xehanort and shook his hand again, "I hope we will be good working
partners when I return, Thomas. I can call you Thomas?"
"Yes." He said with a rather
dry smile, "You may so. And I do hope we become good partners."
Riku nodded in acknowledgement and began
to step back into the living room, "Well, I better be going then." He
reached out for his dog, "Come on Troop."
"Send my regards to Sora."
Ansem said after him.
"I will." Riku said with a
smile, "Bye."
After the door had closed itself,
Xehanort turned his head to the older man with a concerned look as he noticed
the pained expression on his face. "Do you want for me to call for your
doctor, Sir?"
"No," Ansem replied, waving the
request away and advancing into the room again, "There isn't much more he
can do for me now. I only hope I get to see that boy again before I
depart…"
Xehanort watched with a closed expression
how Ansem moved himself to his room and cracked a smile when the door fell
shut.
________________________________________________________
"So when do you want to leave?"
Sora pressed in the button for the
dishwasher and turned around just in time to receive a pair of lips pressed
against his in a loving kiss.
"Well," He whispered, looking
at Riku now, wrapping his arms around his neck, "We'll be gone for nearly
two months so we'll need to prepare very well."
"What is there to prepare? Why not
just go with the clothes we have on? It's too hot for clothes over there
anyway…" Riku nuzzled his throat, making Sora giggle.
"Do you want to go naked to Kairi's
wedding?" The brunet chuckled, "I for one do not."
"We still need to buy
presents." Riku suddenly realised, lifting his head from Sora's body.
Sora giggled, "Yeah, and you forgot
that you're Wakka's best man? I don't think he'll find it amusing to have you
running around naked."
"Nakedness could solve so many
problems…" The blonde whispered, cuddling up to Sora again, "If
everyone got naked, no one would be concerned with what to wear or not to
wear…"
Sora laughed again, "You're so
silly!"
"I feel so weightless in your
arms…" Riku then said, looking up at him from his shoulder, "I can
forget who I am when you hold me like this. You keep me sane."
Sora brushed back a few of his silver
tresses back with his right hand, "I keep you sane? You're insane from
nature, baby."
Riku chuckled at that, "Point is
that you bring out the best in me."
Sora chuckled back and bent over, pressing
his lips against his in a soft kiss, "You bring out the best in me
too…"
"I wish I could marry you…"
Riku had his eyes closed, sounding tired.
"We don't need to prove anything to
anyone…" The brunet whispered back, "You love me and I love you, that's
all the bond I need to know that I want to stay with you forever and ever and
ever…"
A happy smile formed on the older male's
lips and he kissed them again, holding him close in the dim light of their
kitchen.
"Targets are back
at home."
"Roger. Sign off
for the night, it doesn't look like they'll be moving anymore."
"Roger, Blue1
out."
"Green2 out."
"Silver1…
out."
________________________________________________________
ToBeContinued…
-BDP-
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