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Traverse Town Flying Dragons	By : trishd83 Category: Kingdom Hearts > Slash/Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2766 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Damn it, Roxas swore as he tried for the third time to write the line of code for his newest character in the game he designed for class; it still didn't work. The problem was, it had been over an hour since they had left the restaurant and Sora still wasn't home. He was trying not to be a mother hen, but with that lunatic Ventus and his motley crew out gunning for them he couldn't help but worry, and Sora was not answering his phone. He was in a really odd mood tonight, maybe he just needed a little "me" time. Yeah, I'm sure that's it; just relax. He picked up his phone and called Sora for the sixth time. Still no answer, shit. I should go look for him; he always answers his phone. He did have a couple beers... He saved his work… well, what little he had accomplished anyway. As he shut down the computer, there was a knock on his door.

"Another one please," Sora slurred to the bartender as he ordered his sixth beer. "Hey, I thought drinking is supposed to help drown your sorrows… mine seem to be getting worse."

"Son, I have been doing this for twenty some years and have yet to see alcohol do anything for sorrows, problems or what have you, and you are not a drinker, so not only is this not going to solve your problems, it will most likely having you praying to the porcelain god in about an hour or so. I sure hope you have someone that can help you find your way to the bathroom."

"Nope, I have nobody; that's the problem." Sora looked at the bartender with cloudy eyes. His normally sparkling, bright blue eyes were dulled from alcohol and sadness. "Marco, do you believe there is someone out there for everyone? That you are destined to find your true love?"

While Sora sat slumped at the bar, a man walked in to pick up some pizzas he had ordered.

"Oh, I'll get this one." The perky waitress told her co-worker as she spotted the customer at the pick-up window. She sauntered over, admiring his beautiful physique and extraordinary blue eyes; they were like the color of the Caribbean Sea at mid day, his hair a unique blend of silver with a hint of blue that set off his eyes even more. As she got a little closer though, she noticed that those eyes did not show a hint of emotion, and she couldn't help but shiver a little at the coldness she felt from his stare.

"C-can I help you?" She asked, all perkiness gone.

"Pick up for Romaji." The man answered in a low, baritone that despite her unease made her heart beat a little faster.

"Sure, let me go check on that for you."

As he waited for the waitress to come back, the patron leaned on the high counter with one elbow and scanned the room. He stopped when he spotted the obviously drunk guy at the bar. Zeroing his attention in on the little brunette, he picked up the conversation he and the bartender were having.

"Well, do you?" he slurred.

"I suppose that depends on your definition of love."

"What the fuck kind of answer is that? This is a yes or no question!"

The silver haired man grinned and walked toward the bar, stopping beside Sora.

"Yes."

Sora turned in the direction that deep sound came from and gasped at the sight of the most incredible eyes he had ever seen. His eyes locked on the stranger's, and because he could not bring himself to look away he asked, "You do?"

"Yes, of course; who doesn't? Why do you think those sappy movies do well at the box office? It's because everyone wants to believe in the whole soul mate theory. I believe in it but I am also convinced that I will never find mine."

"Yeah, me too." Sora struggled to get out, now that the five beers he had drunk in under two hours were starting to hit him. It was becoming a challenge just to keep his head up. "I think I need to go home." He thought out loud. As he fumbled with his keys the waitress appeared with the silver haired man's pizzas.

"That will be $56.36 please; sorry for the wait." The little waitress said with a nervous apology.

Looking at Marco he asked, "Do you know where he lives? He can't drive, and he needs a ride home."

"Yeah, he lives on Pleasant Street about fifteen minutes from here; why, you offering to take him home?"

"Well he won't make it on his own."

"Why?"

"Because he's wasted; he won't make it 2 blocks without crashing."

"No, I mean, why are you offering? You don't even know him." Marco asked as he eyed the stranger suspiciously.

"Oh relax, old man, I just can't leave here knowing that he may try to drive himself home. Look at him." He said this as he handed the waitress $75.00.

They all looked at Sora who was now passed out on the bar.

"You can keep the change if you carry those to my car for me so that I can carry him."

"Okay, sure; lead the way." Apparently a sizable tip was enough to return her to her perky self.

"Either of you happen to know his name?"

"It's Sora." replied Marco. "His address is 121."

"Are you a friend of the family or something?" The man asked Marco.

"No, he is a great cook though, and I use him for extra help when I get big catering jobs."

"Hmm, cute, and he can cook too?"

"Hey what's your name? I don't feel right letting some random guy take off with an unconscious Sora."

"It's Riku, and since I ordered the pizza under my last name and used my cell number you have everything you need to hunt me down if I follow through with my evil intentions." He answered his voice dripping sarcasm with an expression to match.

"Sorry, I didn't think about that. He's a sweet kid and I wouldn't want him hurt, that's all. I didn't mean to offend you."

"Whatever, old man." Riku picked up Sora with a grunt, deciding carrying him fireman style would be the easiest since he was dead weight and much heavier than he expected. He left the restaurant with the waitress following.

At the car he thanked the girl and told her to place the pizzas on the roof, then had her open the car door for him so that he could gently placed Sora in the passenger seat. The little brunette stirred as Riku leaned over him to fasten the seat belt and mumbled, "Mmm… you smell good." and smiled.

Riku froze. It was just a little smile but it made his already gorgeous face even more incredible, and the sight cause an unfamiliar reaction in Riku. Unwilling to explore that feeling at the moment, he clasped the buckle went around to the driver's side, got in and pulled out of the lot.

"Sora, is that you? Come on in; I was starting to worry."

The door opened, revealing his father. "Sorry son, it's just me; I was looking for Sora. I guess it's safe to say he's not in here since you thought I was him?" He asked as he walked into the room.

"No he's not; I was about to go look for him." Roxas looked at the keys in his fidgeting hand, and then looked at his Dad. "Hey, what are you doing home anyway; I thought you were going to be gone for two more days?"

"They decided they didn't need me for the presentation so I came home early. You want to tell me why you're worried about your brother?"

"It's nothing, really, we were out eating with some friends and I- a… got a ride home from one of the people we were with. Sora was just going to pay the bill and bring my car home but he hasn't come home yet."

"I'm sure he's fine. Did you try his cell?"

"Yeah, no answer."

"Let's give him another few minutes then if he's not back yet we can both go and search for him."

"Okay, yeah, I'm sure I am just being over protective, as usual." Roxas gave his Dad a little smile to cover up his growing concern. His Dad had no idea they were being bullied and Roxas had no intention of telling him. He and Sora had agreed that they should handle this on their own; they were 22 years old, too old to be running to Daddy for protection. That's why they'd been looking for some way to protect themselves. So no, he would not be telling his Dad that things may be more serious then he was letting on. But he did need to get out and look for Sora and soon.

His Dad turned to leave but stopped with his hand on the door, and looking over his shoulder, grinning, said, "By the way, I saw the guy that gave you a ride home. He was quite a hunk."

Roxas' eyes got huge as the color drained from his face, "You saw Axel?"

"Is that his name? It suites him, very masculine, like the man himself." His hand was no longer on the knob. He had apparently changed his mind about leaving. This was not going to be a good conversation, Roxas just knew it.

"Last I knew you weren't into men; what's with the analysis?"

"I may not choose to be with a man but I know what's hot and what's not, and he was smokin'."

"Oh God Dad, please, can we not talk about this?"

"Talk about what, how Axel chased you up the stairs and had you pinned to the front of the house? Or how-"

"Dad please! Shit, how much did you see?" Roxas asked in a half groan, half whine.

"Well put it this way; enough to make me go and find your Mom, but not to go blind. I thought about turning on the porch light to screw with you, but decided that would just be cruel." he said laughing.

Okay that just tops it; nothing else could possibly happen to me tonight, fate can't be that cruel, can she? Throwing his hands over his face he just shook his head and said nothing.

"Oh, come on, it's nothing to be ashamed of. Hell it's good to know I have a normal, healthy boy."

Right now seemed like the absolute perfect time to go look for Sora. "I'm going to check the restaurant we were at to see if Sora is still there. I'll call you when I find anything out."

"I'm moving, God I hope I'm not driving!"

"Relax, cuteness, you're not driving," Riku chuckled.

Sora's eyes flew open and he looked around wildly trying to place where he was and who's car he was in. He had absolutely no memory of getting here. Suddenly sober enough to be aware of his potentially dangerous situation, but still too drunk to be able to do anything about it, he began to panic.

Riku, sensing the growing panic in his passenger, decided a few reassuring words were necessary to keep him from opening the door and jumping.

"Easy there Sora; you're safe. Marco gave me your address and I'm just giving you a ride home." Riku explained in the most calming voice he could muster.

Sudden nausea made Sora lean his head back and close his eyes. "Great, but who are you?"

He asked as the mystery man turned right, his stomach doing a most unwelcome flip, causing him to moan. "Do you have to drive so fast?"

"My name is Riku; I am only going twenty five… and please try not to hurl in my car."

"'Kay, I'll try not to, Riku. I like that name, ittttsss sa nissse name. And youuu are a niisssse guy to drive mmmeee."

Riku looked over to see Sora passed out again and he smiled at the adorable guy. "You are going to be in a world of hurt tomorrow." He chuckled and shook his head slowly. Turning onto Pleasant he slowed to look at the addresses then spotting 121 he pulled into the driveway.

"Wait, I said I'd go with you to look." Roxas' Dad reminded him.

"No, that's alright, I can do it. Besides, I need you to call me if he happens to come home while I'm out looking for him. His battery is probably dead and that's why he hasn't answered. I'll call you as soon as I find him if I haven't heard from you first, okay?"

"Well I suppose that makes sense; okay, I'll wait here then, but call as soon as you find him. You've got me nervous now, too." His Dad opened the door and Roxas followed him out into the hallway. "Is there something you're not telling me, Roxas?" He asked as he eyed Roxas more intently.

Roxas remained casual but it was a struggle to do so. "No, like I said, I am just being over protective but he did have a couple beers so I just want to make sure he didn't continue and try to drive home drunk." This really wasn't a lie; that was one of the possibilities going though his head at the moment. In fact, the one he was clinging to the most. Roxas knew he would never forgive himself if something happened to Sora because he had suddenly become a love struck moron. Oh you did not just say love, no, no, no, you are not going there so just cut that shit out right now!

"I'll call you as soon as I know anything." And with that said he jogged down the stairs to the garage, continuing his argument with himself.

Jeez, you meet a gorgeous guy who just happens to be sexy, passionate, sweet, gorgeous- did I say that already? He opened the door to Sora's 1968 Chevy SS and slid in. Playful, I really love that about him. Damn it, would you stop using that word! You don't love him, infatuated yes, in lust absolutely, but love- no it is way too soon for that; isn't it?" As he contemplated this question Roxas opened the garage door to pull out. As he put the car in reverse, lifted off the brake and turned to see a man standing in the driveway, he slammed on the brakes to avoid backing right into him! He threw the car into park and jumped out, ready to jump down the guy's throat for scaring the crap of him, but then he noticed an unconscious Sora in his arms. Roxas' heart stopped beating; he couldn't breathe as panic seized him.

Running towards the man he demanded, "What did you do to my brother; what's wrong with him?"

"Relax, he's okay; he's just passed out drunk." Riku quickly told the frantic man running at him who came to an abrupt halt six inches away.

"Who are you?" Roxas asked the stranger holding Sora.

"The name is Riku; is there somewhere I can put him down? He's kind of heavy."

"Oh um, yeah, follow me. Why is my brother with you, Riku is it?" He led Riku through the garage and up the back stairs to Sora's bedroom and was impressed at the fact that the guy wasn't even breathing hard.

"Yes it's Riku, and I was at Rocco's picking up some pizza when I spotted your brother at the bar. He drew my… interest." He grinned and shrugged.

Roxas opened the door and made room for Riku to get through. "What do you mean by that?" He asked, trying to sound threatening but failing miserably; he knew exactly what he meant. He also decided, after taking another look at the man that he was definitely someone Sora would take a second look at.

Riku laid Sora down on his bed and adjusted his head on the pillow. He kept his hand resting lightly on Sora's chest. Looking at the beautiful brunette he began to feel that strange stirring again and quickly pulled his hand away, only then remembering he was not the only one in the room. Oh shit. He looked over at Roxas with a little grin and shrug.

Roxas quietly watched as Riku carefully laid Sora on the bed and- oh wow look at that; he has got it bad for Sora. And just like that Riku yanked his hand away. Hmm that was interesting. "So how did you end up bringing him home?" Roxas asked with a little chuckle.

"Um … well, he was really drunk and there was no one to drive him. I couldn't leave there knowing he might try to drive home. And since his phone was in a glass of beer I figured he wasn't planning on calling anyone to come get him, so…"

"Well thank you for that. He doesn't drink much, so I guess it hit him harder then he thought it would. I was on my way out to look for him just now. I had a feeling it was something like this. My name is Roxas, by the way." He put his hand out to shake the other man's hand. It was a nice firm shake; he was starting to like this guy.

Sora groaned and rolled over on the bed. Both men looked in the direction of the sound then at each other each mirroring the other's smile.

Riku said, "He is going to be really sick; he came close in the car already."

"Yeah I know," Chuckling a little Roxas added, "I can't wait until tomorrow."

Looking a little confused Riku asked, "Tomorrow?"

"Uh huh, I am going to have so much fun with a hung over Sora."

"Oh that's just cruel." Riku said but his laugh contradicted his declaration. "Well I have to go I have some very cold pizzas in my car and most likely a very angry group of people waiting for them. Things could be getting ugly." He gave Roxas a huge grin. "Could you give this to Sora?" He said, handing Roxas a card. "Tell him the number on the back is my cell, if he wants to call me. It was nice meeting you Roxas."

As they walked out of the room, Sora groaned again. Closing the door Roxas turned to Riku and started walking with him down the stairs. "It was nice meeting you too, and again, thanks for bringing my brother home."

"Oh, I almost forgot," Riku reached in his pocket and pulled out the keys to Roxas' car and handed them over.

"Thanks, again." Roxas said earnestly.

"You're welcome, see ya."

Wow I hope Sora can remember him because he is exactly the type of guy Sora would like. Roxas headed for the study to let his Dad know Sora was safe at home. As he approached the study door he could hear his Dad talking to someone. His voice was muffled from the closed door but it sounded like a pretty heated discussion. He was beginning to make out a few random words when he heard the bedroom door hit the wall upstairs.

Deciding his Dad would hear the noise and come find them when he got off the phone, Roxas ran up the stairs two at a time. When he got to the top he found Sora sprawled out on the hall floor groaning. Walking over to the writhing Sora, he helped him up and into the bathroom.

Once Roxas had his brother settled in front of the toilet he sat on the tub edge so he could help him if he needed anything.

"Why did you do this Sora? You never drink. Are you mad because I told the wrestling story? I didn't realize it would upset you this much." Roxas asked, feeling guilty that he may be the reason his brother was upset enough to drink.

Sora shook his head no and then moaned because the motion did not help the spinning of the room that now reached warp speed. Unable to focus on Roxas he kept his head down and mumbled, "Itsss not the sttooory… I'm lonely." He managed just before throwing up.

Roxas quickly grabbed one of the towels he'd retrieved from the closet, wet it and handed it to Sora before he spoke.

"I didn't realize you were feeling like this. You haven't said a thing and tonight was the first I've seen you acting strange. Then I go acting like a stupid teenager with Axel." It suddenly occurred to him. "And I just went with Axel to the restaurant. I didn't ask if you minded, I just tossed the keys and left. Damn it, I am sorry Sora; that was a shitty thing to do." He said, feeling like a complete ass.

"It's stupid; I don't know why I am feeling this way. It came outta fucking nowhere and it's really pissing me off," He moaned and grabbed his head. "Roxas, can you please make the room stop spinning, please? I thought that was just an expression but fuck it's really spinning."

For the next hour Sora paid the price for drinking to the porcelain god and Roxas stayed with him helping however he could.

Well shit how can I torture him in the morning knowing why he did this? Oh yeah, wait, there was a very hot silver haired perk to this. Oh yes, I see the possibilities.

"What's going on here?" Their dad asked stopping at the door, apparently on his way to bed.

Is he just now finishing with that phone call? Why do you even care; it was a phone call. Yeah but he was arguing with someone and shut away in his study. Roxas shook his to clear these odd thoughts.

"Someone brought him home, and as you can see, he is very drunk. So here we sit while he pukes his stomach empty." He shrugged his shoulders as if this should be obvious, which in his mind, it should.

"Do you need me to get you guys anything before I go to bed?"

"No, we're good, thanks though."

"Well okay then goodnight."

Okay, now I know something is not right. He doesn't ask who brought Sora home, when he got here; barely reacted to Sora being puking drunk. What the hell is going on with him? Maybe there's something in the water! Sora's getting shit faced drunk, Dad is acting all mysterious, and I am acting like a love sick idiot! Yep, it's something in the water.

"Roxas?"

"Hey, how're you doing? Think you can make it to bed now?"

"Yeah, I think so, would you help me though? The damn room is still spinning a little."

He couldn't help but laugh at that. "Man you are going to be hurting tomorrow."

Riku steeled himself for what was coming, took a deep breath, opened the door, and went inside.

"Where the fuck have you been? I'm fucking starving!" Ventus yelled from the other side of the room.

"I had something to do. You should have gotten it yourself if you were so hungry." He dropped the pizzas on the table and started walking to the door.

"Where are you going now?" Ventus demanded.

"Not that it's any of your business, but I am going home." Riku answered with all the hatred he was feeling evident in his tone.

"We got shit to sort through; your father wants us to go through the schedules and set up the new classes. I ain't doin this alone."

"You'll do whatever you want to do anyway; why the hell should I waste my time? Your bitch can take notes for you as good as me; have him do it."

"Fuck you, Riku." Terra growled.

"Funny how you knew who I was talking about"

Terra jumped out of his chair and charged Riku. Knowing the other man's fighting style from sparring with him, Riku knew exactly what was coming. As Terra's right fist came forward Riku spun left, dodging the punch and landing a back kick to the other man's thigh, making his leg buckle from the instant cramp.

"Don't fucking do that again." Riku warned as he left the room, not bothering to slam the door; his point was made.

"When are you going to learn not to go after him? He kicks your ass every time." Ventus asked, sounding bored and not bothering to help Terra up.

"I am sick of his shit!"

"Oh, lighten up! Bring the pizza over here, Aqua. Xemnas, get some drinks out of the fridge, and grab some napkins." Ventus ordered. "We've got to get this class schedule done and then start working on the tournament. Aqua, have you applied for the permits yet?"

"Yeah, I did that yesterday but they said a decision won't be made until next month's board meeting, so we won't know a solid date until then." Aqua replied as she grabbed a piece of pizza.

"We can still work on the invite list, budget, fees and shit like that." Terra offered.

"Yeah, I want to get as much in place as possible; this is going to be on a national scale so it's going to be work to get it together. And since it's not sanctioned by any of the martial arts clubs or leagues we are on our own as far as insurance and costs. So let's get down to business. First, the class schedule; Terra, get a pad of paper and something to write with."

The others snickered at the order. "That's not funny, Ventus." He mumbled.

"Do I look like I'm fucking around? Get something to fucking write with so we can get this done." Ventus' voice rumbled with threat. The two men stared at each other but in a show of dominance Ventus would always win, so Terra looked away first.

"Fuck!" Terra threw his chair back and limped over to the desk to get the paper and pencil, swearing under his breath the whole time.

"Such a drama queen." Xemnas chuckled

"Isn't he though?" Aqua agreed.

Riku went straight to his rooms when he got home, not stopping to talk to anyone. Not that anyone would give a shit, but they did like to put up the show if there were guests over. Thankfully tonight there were none so he escaped the fake façade. Once in his rooms he tossed his coat on the couch and made his way straight to the shower. He turned the water on as hot as he could take it and then stripped off his clothes, stepping under the water. He almost moaned out loud it felt so good. He stayed there for quite some time, allowing the stresses of the day to run down the drain with the water before he got out, toweled off and tossed the towel over the bar. After finishing the rest of his nightly routine he walked over to the oversized bed and crawled in, grabbing the remote, and turning on the TV.

He couldn't stop thinking about Sora. It caught him off guard at first when he saw his face in the bar. He resembled Ventus at first glance but once he got a closer look the differences were very obvious. The first thing Riku noticed was his eyes. Sora's eyes were open and honest, sweet and innocent. You could see the love and understanding the man possessed. When you looked at Ven's eyes all you saw was an evil twisted soul incapable of a selfless, caring act. Then there were the lips; Sora's were full and looked soft, his smile true and inviting. And Ven's… well, his were thin from always being twisted into a frown or a scowl. Their hair was a different color too Sora's being a wonderful light chocolate brown where Ven's was blonde.

Giving up on the TV he grabbed his MP3 player. Putting the plugs in his and powered it up, the first song that came on was "I hate my life" by Theory of a Dead Man. He had to laugh at the irony of that. It was the story of his life at the moment. Feeling drained, he settled in his bed, turned the lights low, closed his eyes and began his relaxing exercises. He'd begun using these about three months ago when his insomnia started affecting his daily life and his martial arts form. So far they'd been working but tonight he was finding it difficult to concentrate. He could not get a certain beautiful, blue eyed brunette out of his mind. So rather than clearing his mind of all thoughts and his mind's eye of all images he kept seeing Sora's face and his smile. Riku's mind continually wandered to thoughts of what they would do on a date together and hearing Sora laugh, seeing a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. Then he remembered how good it felt to have the man's body pressed against his when he was in his arms, and how empty his arms felt when he put Sora in the bed. He had the urge to climb in next to him and snuggle the smaller man close.

Riku shot straight up in bed.

"Holy fuck, what was that? Where did that come from?" He shook his head; what was with this guy? Why did he keep thinking about him like this? He never did shit like this. All that ever interested him was a quick fuck when he couldn't ignore his needs any longer. But this, this was something he just didn't understand. Yet he gave Roxas his card for Sora. Even wrote Sora a note! "Shit, I need some sleep." He decided suddenly. Leaving his MP3 player on, he lay back down and drifted off to sleep, thinking he would sort it out in the morning when his brain didn't feel so fried.

Riku woke to a soft rapping at his door. "Who is it?"

"It's Clyde, Master Riku; I am sorry to disturb you but you have a visitor. He says you will want to see him. Shall I send him away?" Came the muffled voice of Riku's butler from the other side of the closed door.

There was some shuffling noise then the last voice Riku expected to hear in his house. "Like hell you'll send me away! I am telling you he wants to see me. Now get out of my way, Jeeves"

"But Sir"

"Move, now!"

Riku just laid there in shock. He was sure he must be dreaming. Sora did not seem like the type of guy to just show up uninvited anywhere, let alone in his house outside his door, demanding entrance. There was a thud and then the door opened with Sora on the other side and Clyde on his ass against the far wall.

Riku looked back up at Sora to find a devouring look in his eyes and a huge grin on his face. He swallowed hard; God damn when did he get so fucking sexy?

"Good morning, I believe I owe you a thank you." Sora said as he closed the door and locked it.

"Um…"

Stalking across the room, Sora approached like a panther, all sinewy muscles and grace. Riku was finding it hard to breathe, still not able to move. He helplessly watched as the incredibly sexy and somewhat frightening man began to crawl up onto the foot of the bed. His heart began to pound so hard he thought it would crack his ribs.

Sora moved closer, reaching Riku's feet he began to slowly pull the blanket down his body, causing goose bumps to form as the blanket moved down. By the time the top edge of the blanket reached his cock Riku was hard and ready. The sensation of the blanket fibers rubbing along his erection made the already sensitive organ dance and jut. Sora continued the slow torturous removal of the blanket, watching Riku the whole time, the smile he was wearing making Riku wonder if he should run or grab him, but either way it excited him like nothing ever had.

As the blanket made it mid thigh, Sora had inched up farther, grabbed the edge of the blanket, being sure his palms came in contact with Riku's skin as he pulled the blanket the rest of the way down his body.

Having Sora's warm hands slowly moving down his legs made his cock go rock hard and his hips buck up off the bed. Sora chuckled and lay on top of his legs; moving his arms up and over his head the brunette pinned Riku's hands against the headboard. Using lips, teeth and tongue he worked his way up his chest, gliding between his pecks, nipping, sucking and licking each nipple making Riku moan his name a few times. The incredible lover moved his way up to Riku's jaw and on to his lips. Once there he began to rub his hips against Riku's who matched the movement greedily, pushing and pressing their cocks together, wanting to feel him any way he could. Riku tried to break free of the hold Sora had on his hands but the other man would have none of it. He held tight and punished Riku's actions by breaking the contact of their hips. Looking down at Riku and then looking at his mouth Sora came down on it with a possession that had Riku moaning and bucking his hips again, searching for Sora's body, needing the contact and failing to reach him.

"God damn it, I need to feel you, right fucking now!" Riku growled. He received a raised eyebrow in response and Sora was suddenly off him. "Wait, I'm sorry!"

Before he could elaborate, the source of his frustration was back on him but this time he had sucked Riku's cock down to the base and began to deep throat him. "I, oh, oh, ooh, oh my god yes!" his hips tried to buck but Sora held him down. Pressing his hips to the bed, moving up and down his shaft in slow, rhythmic movements that were making his legs tremble they were so torturous. Reaching the point of agony he begged Sora to stop so he wouldn't finish without getting to touch his lover.

To his surprise Sora complied. The brunette slowly lifted off him and took his hands pulling him to a sitting position Sora straddled Riku's hips, snuggling close so that their sacks and cocks were pressed tightly together and began to rub their bodies together first in a rocking motion, then in small circles and back to rocking again. They wrapped their arms around each other and began kissing, at first light, tender kisses, adding a little tongue. But as their rocking and circling and pressing became more demanding and frantic so did their kissing. Soon there tongues were wrestling for control and their hips began moving back and forth, slapping their groins together rather than rubbing as they became more aroused, the pre-cum that was dripping out combined with the sweat of their bodies made their skin slippery allowing for their cocks to slide along each other, increasing their excitement. Riku started to suck hard on Sora's tongue, making him buck and squirm against his body. This made Riku skyrocket closer to release. He increased the speed of his movements breathing hard as he buried his face into Sora's neck. Sora was getting close to release as well and his moaning and grinding matched the desperation of Riku's. They were so close, sweating, moaning each other's names kissing fiercely, sucking on whatever skin they could get near.

They began to move faster, harder, moaning louder. They were seconds from finishing, both men knew it, and were licking and kissing and rubbing whatever they could touch, the desperation of both men coming to a fever pitch. Riku felt his balls tighten, his cum getting ready to explode out of his cock. He held Sora tighter, rubbed against him harder.

"Riku! God damn it, get the fuck up! We've got shit to get done!" Ventus yelled from the hallway.

Riku's eyes opened, his breathing ragged, his heart was racing like he had run a marathon. His cock was so hard he could use it for a fucking auger. "Fuck me!" he groaned as he lay in bed.

Holy shit I am in serious fucking trouble, I'm dreaming about him. Are you really that good gorgeous, I wonder? There was no way this was going to go away on its own. He threw the blankets off stalked to the bathroom and into the shower. Under the water he closed his eyes and pictured Sora as he began to stroke himself. With the dream so fresh in his mind it didn't take long for him to finish and even though it was his hand that did the job it was Sora he imagined holding him.

Am I dead? I must be dead. Oh my god what is that noise? Shit it is so loud! Sora slowly opened one eye and nearly screamed at the pain the sunlight caused. "What is that noise? Roxas? Roxas?" He softly called because he knew if he attempted anything louder than that his head would explode. Yep, he was sure that would happen. Hmm maybe I should, at least if my head exploded the pain would stop! Ow! Christ it even hurts to yell inside my head.

"Hey, you're up, good!" Roxas came bouncing in with a tray in his hands. "I brought you something to drink and some toast. I don't recommend you try to eat anymore than toast right now." He suggested cheerfully.

"You know if it wouldn't cause me agony to do it I would hit you right now." Sora mumbled. "What is that noise? It sounds like we are in a boat."

Roxas looked around the room and spotted what he thought might be the culprit. He walked over to Sora's fish tank and unplugged the Whisper filter. Smiling he asked, "Is that better?"

"Yes, thank you; what did you do?"

"Um, turned off your tank filter." He answered.

"Ugh, I am never drinking again!" He declared as he struggled to push himself up to a sitting position. "Thanks for this; wait a minute-" Sora looked at his brother with narrowed eyes. "What's the catch; why are you doing all this for me?"

"I am just trying to help you out in your time of need; jeez why so suspicious?" He answered with a smirk.

"Okay now I know something's off about this. What did you do, put laxative in my juice or something? Sora asked as he picked up said juice eyeing it warily.

"Do you really think I would do that to you?"

"You have!"

"Oh yeah that's right, well do you think I would do that to you again? Please, I'm a little more creative than that. Besides I do not have to resort to tricks to make you suffer today. Between the hangover and the card I have in my hand with a certain good Samaritan's name on it, I think I have all the weaponry I need." He flaunted the card as he walked around the bed and nearer to Sora.

"Good Samaritan? What are you tal-," the flashback back hit him like a canon ball. Beautiful blue eyes, silver hair, full lips, and hard, warm body that smelled so good. Whoa, hard warm body! How do I know he had a hard, warm body? He looked at his brother then at the card in his hand. He considered taking a dive for it but then thought better of that since not only would the tray currently sitting on his lap be tossed but his head just might explode at the sudden movement.

"It looks like maybe you remember the hotty that left this." Roxas teased as he waved the card around some more.

"Yeah, maybe a little." Sora felt the heat crawl up his neck and into his cheeks.

"Aw your blushing, isn't that cute? Can't say I blame you though, he was really nice looking. Of course Axel is hotter but still; your guy wasn't bad."

"He's not my guy. Would you please give me the card?" He asked impatiently.

"Hmm what would you give me for it?"

"A nice beating if you don't"

"Now is that anyway to repay me for sitting with you last night or bringing you breakfast this morning? I think you are being very ungrateful." Roxas reprimanded, a hint if laughter noticeable in his voice.

"Roxas, thank you for helping me last night, now give me the fucking card, please."

As he waited for Roxas to make up his mind Sora removed the tray from his lap to give himself a better chance of springing up to grab the card, fully prepared to endure any pain it took to get it. He needed to know why he remembered the guy's hard body against his. He needed to remember his name. He really wanted to see him sober so he could see more than just fuzzy details.

"Relax little bro, I won't hold out on you. Last night you said you got drunk because you were lonely; why didn't you ever say anything to me?" Roxas asked in earnest.

"It's not like there is anything you could've done. Don't worry about it; I'll get over it, I'm sure. It's just a phase. Now can I have the card? That might help with this problem."

Roxas handed him the card with a huge grin on his face, "You know I think you might be right there. I've got a program to finish writing so I'll leave you to it."

As his brother left the room and shut the door behind him Sora looked down at the card. Riku Romaji, Instructor, Romaji School of Tae Kwon Do. "Well that's interesting; I wonder if you own it?" he turned the card over and froze. There was a note that said,

"I would like to get to know you, call me. Cell is best, Riku." He wanted to get to know me, really? Damn, if he is half as fine as what I remember I'd like to get to know him too.

Terra picked himself off the mat for what seemed like the hundredth time, shook his head and got back in the ready stance, preparing for yet another attack; he was not disappointed.

Ven came at him again, first with three rapid front kick, double punch combos, followed by a spinning back kick, a few more punches and a roundhouse kick. The final combo landed on their target and knocked him to his ass again. If it weren't for the sparring gear he was wearing he would most likely have a broken jaw and a concussion by now.

"God damn it, Ven! Would you take it easy; I am not him, so quit beating the fuck out of me like I am!"

"Fuck you Terra, you're ending up on your ass cuz you're holding back! You are not giving me everything you've got. It's got nothing to fucking do with him, get the fuck up and fight me!"

"Like hell it doesn't! Christ it's been three fucking years, nobody is worth that much time! And I am not holding back!" He charged and let loose with a flying back kick to Ven's shoulder; Ven stumbled to one knee but recovered quickly.

With that evil grin of his he commented on the attack. "That's more like it, but you're still holding back. I want everything you've got. Now quit being a pansy ass and give me everything you've fucking got, god damn it!"

Terra broke and attacked. "I do," He threw a two punch front kick combination, landing the punches to Ven's face and the kick to his chest. Ven stumbled back a few steps. "Give you everything," He growled while delivering a spinning back kick to Ven's ribs causing him to grunt and drop to his knee. "But you don't fucking want," He gave a four punch combo to Ven's face and chest. "What I have to give you!"

Terra, breathing hard, looked at the damage he caused. Ven was on his hands and knees blood now flowing freely from his nose and trickling from a split lip that had already begun to swell. Terra then bent down and put his lips to his long time friend's ear and whispered, "Trust me, you do not want everything I want to give you." And with that he walked out of the gym, slamming the door as he left.

Ven sat back on his heels and stared at the door, trying to wrap his mind around what the hot head had just said to him. "What the fuck?"

Back at his computer again, Roxas was finally getting somewhere with the code. He had managed to write two full fight scenes and was beginning a third when the door bell rang. He and Sora were the only ones home so he saved his worked and went to answer the door.

There was no one he could spot through the window and when he opened the door there was no one there either. "What the hell?"

Stepping out onto the porch he looked left than right, and a huge smile broke over his face as he spotted the incredibly sexy red head leaning against the railing. Without a second thought Roxas walked straight up to Axel, grabbed his face in both hands and kissed him. This was an unexpected surprise, and he was going to take full advantage of it. Roxas had no idea how much he missed this man until the moment he saw him standing on the porch.

Intensifying the kiss, Axel put his hand on Roxas' hips and pulled the little blond between his legs, flush against his body. They angled their heads to allow the kiss to deepen and Roxas moaned, making Axel smile against his mouth and then wrap his arms around the lean muscled body, basking in the feel of Roxas' hard lithe form pressed up against him while their tongues continuing there passionate dance.

Roxas moaned again at the incredible feeling of Axel pressed up against him so firmly, enjoying his first real feel of the green eyed beauties incredibly fit body. It felt as good as he imagined it would. Hard and strong, and his hands felt so good as they moved over him. They were large and strong and when they were exploring Roxas like they were he felt safe and loved. Fuck! there's that word again. You have got to slow this down you're moving too fast! But I don't want to slow it down. It feels so good, he feels so good. How can anything that feels this good be wrong? It can't, there is no way this is wrong and oh my god what is he doing with his tongue now? You know what brain just shut the fuck up! I am going for this and I don't give a shit what you say! Having finished his argument with himself he went back to concentrating completely on his green eyed sex pot realizing he at some point had begun to move his hips against Axel's who was beginning to moan a little.

Axel pulled away panting slightly, "As much as I would love a repeat of last night, sweet Roxy, we have places to go and things to do. There is plenty of time for lovemaking later, but for now I have a day full of fun and excitement planned for us. Go get that cute little ass of yours ready so we can get started."

Roxas leaned back a little and with raised eyebrows and a curious grin on his face he replied, "Plenty of time for lovemaking later huh?"

"That's the only thing you got out of everything I just said, really?" Chuckling Axel grabbed Roxas' face and kissed him hard and quick. "Go get ready unless you're good and we can just leave?"

"Maybe I can't spend the whole day with you. Did you even consider that?" Roxas asked incredulously.

"Honestly? Nope, the thought never even crossed my mind. And if the past few minutes are any indication of my presumption I would have to say I presumed right." He answered, throwing in that mouth watering grin of his.

Damn it how do you resist a mouth like that and a grin that oozes sexiness? On second thought why would you want to? But jeez have some dignity. "Maybe I have things to do and can't go with you?"

Axel raised an eyebrow. "Do you?"

"Well no, but that's not the point. You just assumed I would go with you. That I would drop everything to spend the day with you." He grumbled.

"So you don't want to spend the day with me?"

"Of course I do but again that's not the point."

"I am a little confused. Let me see if I have this straight." Axel began counting off each point with his fingers. "You definitely like me, you don't have anything planned for the day, you want to spend time with me, and you love the idea of spending the day with me, yet you're offended at my offer?" By the last point Axel had started laughing a little the low sexy laugh from the night before at the restaurant and it did funny things to Roxas' insides, making him shiver just a little.

"It does sound a little stupid to be offended doesn't it," He said pouting.

When Roxas' bottom lip came out in a little pout Axel melted. His body moved without a thought and he caught that bottom lip between his own and sucked on it. He was rewarded with a moan from his blue eyed love.

"Okay, I give up. I would love nothing better than spend the day with you." He smiled, and gave Axel a quick kiss. "I'll be right out."

As he watched Roxas bound into the house, the smile on his face faded. He couldn't help but worry that if Roxas learned about his past, he would not understand. He spent half the night up worrying, trying to decide if he should just be truthful and take his chances or hope Roxas never found out. After their conversation last night though he had a feeling the latter was not the likely outcome.

"Okay, ready."

"Well let's get started then. The first bit of fun, another ride on my bike." He waggled his eyebrows at Roxas and gave him a cheeky grin.

"Um, I think I won that last battle if I remember correctly." Roxas answered with a huge grin of his own.

"Shit."

"Ha, gotcha there, come on Axel honey, climb on up." Roxas patted the seat teasing him.

"Damn you are sexy."

They were both laughing as they drove off to start their day.
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