When All Things Come Back To You | By : AoiNikko Category: Kingdom Hearts > General Views: 3604 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts. I just write fan fiction because I love the game. I’m not making any money off this, so please don’t sue.
Warning: Y’all should know what’s going on in this fic by now. (Yaoi, if you are still confused.) Yaoihater, you should get off your high horse and come out the closet. ^_~ By the way, thanks for the ammo for the “Riku and Sora make out in front of the Fireplace” scene written for the entertainment of Yaoi obsessed fan girls (like yourself). Well, I think I should move on to the fic.
Here is chapter four of the giftfic for the amazing Uzumaki-sama. If you want to read a great story, you should read her three fics, “Stygian Solace”, “A Complete 180.” and “ Half Sandcastle” What are you waiting for? Read and review my fic and get busy with hers! ^_^
Enjoy!
Chapter Four, Part One:
Lately, You’re All I Need
It is still raining when Riku opens his eyes, but he smiles, Sora is snuggled cozily on his chest, one arm loosely about his waist. He tightens his own arms around the slim figure, burying his nose into Sora’s hair, careful not to waim uim up. The brunette smells like sweat and spring rain, and Riku inhales deeply, planting a soft kiss on his scalp. He closes his eyes to better savor the moment. Holding Sora made him feel as if he is holding a summer day on Destiny Islands, like he is holding the sky in all its vastness. It is almost as if all the freedom he had searched for when he left his small island is all contained in the boy sleeping safely within his embrace. Riku feels his chest tighten as he realizes just how deeply he has fallen for his friend. If Sora doesn’t return his feelings he may be lost, Riku doesn’t even want to try imagining a life without him.
Sora stirs in his sleep, muttering something incomprehensible and snuggling closer. Riku pulls a stray lock of hair away from his friend’s face, fighting a strong, sudden urge to kiss him.
When did you get so much power over me Sora? Will I ever get it back? Do I even want to have it back?
Sora stirs again, opening sapphire blue eyes and looking up into Riku’s aqua. He blushes lightly for a moment, and then it fades as he grins.
“Good morning.”
Riku’s heart flutters. “Good morning, Sora. Sleep okay?”
“Yeah, you?”
“Of course I did.” Riku says with a smirk. Sora’s face flushes red at that and he shyly drops his eyes. Riku chortles at him. “Are we going to get up, or lie here all day?”
“It’s still raining.” Sora says matter of fact, as if answering him. Riku makes a small, amused sound.
“And that means…?”
“This is fine.” Sora almost sighs. He lifts his head up to look at Riku. “Tell me more about myself. About what kind of friendship we had. I want to be able to remember you.”
Riku is touched by Sora’s words and their meaning, even though he doesn’t want Sora to remember anything. He looks up at the ceiling to think for a moment. “Well, there was this one time you were trying to climb down from this tree and your foot got stuck in the branches…”
Riku talks about their happy past for some time. At some point he begins to stroke Sora’s back in a gentle rhythm that causes the other boy to doze off again. Riku sighs and touches Sora’s lips with gentle fingers, remembering how soft they are.
“…And at some point I had fallen in love with you, and when I finally noticed it was too late to do anything.”
Yet Riku has snatched another chance from fate’s tight fingers, and he still isn’t the least bit sorry for it at all. If he has to do it again he will, without the slightest hesitation.
“I love you, Sora.” Riku whispers to the sleeping boy. “I love you, I love you, I love you…and if it meant I had to let everything sink into the darkness to keep you I would do it.”
Just outside the window, a figure dressed in black smiled, amber eyes glinting dangerously.
“Oh, really now?”
* * *
A few hours later Riku wakes to a pair of sheepish blue eyes.
“Oh, Riku! I’m so sorry!”
Riku blinks in confusion. “Huh? What for?”
“I had asked you to tell me t myt my past, and I fell asleep on you! I’m sorry!”
Riku’s confused look softens. How cute that he is so upset about something so small. “It’s okay, Sora.” His words do little to erase the sorrowful expression on Sora’s face. Riku smiles at how adorable his friend looks. He lifts his head to give him a gentle kiss, but stops himself, remembering the previous night. He plops back with a sigh.
“It’s really oka-” Riku’s eyes pop open as soft lips cover his own. He makes a small noise of surprise, but Sora ignores it. The brunette teen gently kisses Riku; almost chastely, like a shy boy giving his first kiss. Riku wrestles with himself to let Sora control the kiss, but after awhile, it just isn’t enough, and he wraps his arms around Sora, pulling him closer and urging his lips apart with his tongue. Sora complies, but shocks Riku by sliding his tongue into his friend’s mouth first, effectively retaking control of the kiss. Pleasantly surprised, Riku relaxes; very willing to see what Sora is going to do. Not one to disappoint, Sora dances his tongue in Riku’s mouth, his hands coming up to cup his friend’s face. Riku sighs into the kiss, realizing that Sora is kissing him. Sora initiated this. He rubs his hands along his love’s back, tracing his ribs with curious hands. Sora moans, shivering slightly. When Riku’s hands travel down to cup Sora’s buttocks however, Sora breaks the kiss, alarmed.
“Riku-!”
Sora’s plea is cut off when Riku flips him over, pinning him to the b Sor Sora gasps when Riku begins to kiss his neck, and again tries to stop his friend.
“Riku, wait…aah!”
Riku begins to move downward, pausing when Sora calls his name and arches into his touch. He smiles briefly, closing his lips around one of Sora’s nipples, torturing the spot deliciously, and listening to Sora’s ragged breathing.
“Riku, please!” He hears Sora try again to beg for him to stop, but he stubbornly refuses to listen. He isn’t through trying to seduce his friend into becoming his lover. Riku moves to the other nipple, his hands sliding down to Sora’s groin, and Sora arches again, unable to help himself.
“Riku!” Sora half sobs. He isn’t ready for this step. Riku hears the desperation in his voice, and brings his head up to look into Sora’s wet eyes. “I…I’m not…I’m not…” Riku sighs softly, disappointed yet understanding. He lets Sora up, and the sapphire-eyed boy quietly excuses himself and makes for the bathroom as quickly as his curretatetate will allow him. Riku collapses back onto the bed, sighing and running his hands through his hair. He feels like such an idiot, pushing Sora although he isn’t ready. He should have gone slower. If he is going to win Sora he should do it the right way. He just… can’t help himself. Damn it, why did this have to be so hard?
* * *
Sora returns after a little while, slightly pale and nervous. He edges into the room, looking everywhere but at Riku. Riku clears his throat softly, ready to apologize.
“I’m sorry.”
Riku blinks; the words he has intended to say have not come from him but from Sora. He is the one who had done wrong, not his friend. Riku shakes his head and chuckles.
“What are you apologizing for? I was the one who pushed things.” Riku smiles warmly at Sora as the brunette jerks his head up to look at him.
“Yeah, but-!”
“Sora?”
“Yeah?”
“I’m willing to drop it if you are.”
“Ah.”
Riku walks past Sora, pausing at the door. “The rain let up. I was thinking we could look for the king some more. Are you up for it?”
“Yeah.” Sora picks up his clothes to get dressed. “I’ll be ready when you are.” Riku nods and leaves for a quick shower. He lets out a sigh of relief when he is of Sof Sora’s hearing, he is glad it was resolved so easily. He wouldn’t know what to do if he had ruined his chance with Sora. Not giving it another thought, Riku showers and dresses quickly, needing to use the search for the king as a way to clear his head.
True to his word, Sora is ready when Riku is and after eating they leave to search the city some more. It is eerily silent and still, so quiet, one can almost hear the water evaporating from the ground. Riku’s muscles tense, his many years of training telling him that something is not right. Sora notices as well, edging closer to Riku, but keeping an eye on whatever the other Keyblade wielder cannot. After a moment of waiting, Riku moves on, feeling even edgier and even more cautious. Going back to the house is only going to prolong whatever it is the heartless are planning to do, he figures it is better to let them go ahead and do it so they can be shoved back into whatever hole it is they crawl out of.
“This…”
Riku looks over at Sora; his head is bowed slightly, his forehead being held in his left hand. “What’s wrong? Are you alright?”
“This seems familiar…something…” Sora snaps his head up just as the wind begto bto blow. “Something is coming!” Riku barely has the time to summon his Keyblades, when the world suddenly explodes. Riku is thrown to the ground as a long black wall bursts up from the ground, destroying anything in its path and separating him from Sora.
“Sora!” Riku shouts, racing toward the wall. It grew several feet in height when he tries to scale it, and he frustratingly attacks it with both Keyblades, desperate to get to his friend.
“I’m alright!”
Riku hears Sora’s voice from the other side, faint, but sounding like everything is under control. Relieved for the moment, Riku looks for a way to get to the other side so he can help Sora.
“That’s useless. It’s impenetrable from this side.”
Riku turns quickly. “You!”
The amber eyed boy known as Mizu saunters into the area with the grace of a panther. “The only vulnerable spot it has is on the side the Key is on.”
Riku hisses his rage and brandishes the Keyblades with intent to kill. Mizu holds up his hands as if surrendering.
“Now, now, there is no need for that, is there? We are both after the same thing after all…”
“What are you babbling-?”
“The Key’s heart.” Mizu interrupts. He smiles at Riku’s confusion. “Aren’t you after it as well?”
“Not in the way you are!” Riku growls. “I’m not trying to steal it away like you!”
“Oh no?” Mizu purrs. “Am I wrong about the fact the Key has lost his memories, and you are using that to your advantage?”
Riku’s blood runs cold. It is exactly as Mizu has said. He is using Sora’s amnesia to win his heart…
Mizu’s smile widens. “So how about a truce…?”
“No! I’m not about to make a deal with a heartless…not again.” Riku shakes his head. There is a difference between what he is doing and what Mizu wants to do. Riku is only stealing a chance. If Sora doesn’t want him, he isn’t going to force it. “I’m not like you.” He hisses. “So don’t go trying to make it seem like I am.”
“No…” Mizu casts Riku a knowing grin. “I suppose you aren’t like me.” Behind them the black wall shudders, and a sharp cry resounds loudly into the dark sky. Riku looks back quickly, seeing the wall writhe with what seems like pain.
“I guess the Key has found the heartless’s weak point already.” Mizu muses, tapping a finger against his chin thoughtfully. “It’s amazing how you manage to protect him even though I took such pains to separate you.”
“What?” Riku’s eyes narrow.
“You haven’t realized? Ah, well. I supposed I should be grateful…” Mizu trails off, the rest unintelligible.
“Start making sense!”
“If I did that, things wouldn’t be as much fun. Don’t worry, all things will become clear soon enough.” Mizu turns. “Are you sure about not joining forces? I’d hate to see what would happen if the Key there ever regains his memories. It would be a problem for both of us.”
The wall heartless’s screams become more frequent. Mizu smiles over his shoulder at Riku.
“Get the hell out of my face.”
Mizu shakes his head. “As you wish. My offer is always open.” He disappears off into the shadows just as the wall heartless gives a final cry and vanishes, a smalnk hnk heart escaping into the sky. Riku watches it go, not knowing what to feel. He brings his eyes back down to catch the incredible blue of Sora’s, the boy looking at him questioningly. Riku walks over to him, looking him over quickly. He notes his friend’s burned shoulder.
“You alright?” He asks.
“It got me a few good times, but I’ll be fine. What about you? You don’t look so good.”
“I had a run in with your buddy, Mizu. He said some things I don’t agree with. Nothing major.” Riku ss.
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