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Together In Our World Alone	By : blackdiamondprincess Category: Kingdom Hearts > Slash/Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 5658 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 5
- 6
- 7
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Six : Disconnect �
Naked pt. 1
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His body fell like a bag of bricks onto the musty bed.
Every single muscle violently protested to any movement and he remained, even
though the duvet beneath him smelled anything but fresh, face down on top of
his new temporary sleeping spot.
"Was this the best you could find?"
Next to him, a large black bag was thrown on the floor
and something plopped down near his head.
"Take it, you're going
to have to learn how to handle it."
Crystal blue eyes turned towards the object and a
tired hand picked it up. "You think this will keep me safe�?"
"It's either that, or locking you up somewhere
bullet proved."
Roxas sighed and turned himself around on the bed so
he was lying on his back and took the revolver Axel just gave him in his hands.
"I think I'll take the 'somewhere bullet proved', please."
"Roxas," the redhead standing next to the
sole large bed of the kitschy motel room softly spoke, "you know we got to
keep moving."
"And keep losing sleep in the process too?"
The younger one sarcastically replied before closing his eyes and covering them
with an arm. "I freakin need some shuteye! We
drove for over 9 hours and I'm kinda pissed now
because you've refused to tell me anything ever since you kidnapped me from my
own house."
"Kidnap?" Axel
echoed disbelievingly, "Kidnap? I saved your ass back there, and this is
the thanks I get?"
Roxas chuckled humourlessly and then sat up, "How
about me answering your question with another one, see if you want to answer.
How the hell did you manage to escape from jail?"
The redhead fixed him silently for a moment and then
turned towards the door to exit. "I'll go see if I can get you something
to eat."
Roxas growled underneath his breath and let himself fall back onto the bed. "Fine!
Don't mind me not saying thanks!"
Axel didn't answer and simply walked out of the room.
___________________________________

The house smelled empty as they walked into the hall,
the air chilly and not quite the same as it always felt.
The bags were thrown at the base of the stairs and
Sora followed Riku into their living room with his eyes, bringing his own hands
over his arms to hug himself as he watched the broken man that now sat himself
in their sofa.
"Do you want me to set some coffee? Or tea?"
He offered while walking into the living room in turn, fidgeting with the long
sleeves of his light blue t-shirt, not knowing what else do to with himself.
Riku didn't answer, but only stared straight in front
of him and pressed his lips together as he silently sniffled. He looked ten
years older all of a sudden with his two days old stubble beard and the tired
look that had settled in his emerald eyes.
The brunet took a shaky breath and walked up to him so
he could slide his arms around him and kiss the top of his head. "What can
I do to help you through this, baby?" he softly whispered with his eyes
closed as he felt the hand that Riku placed on his left arm.
"You're doing great, ange�"
the older male whispered back with a shaky smile, still staring straight ahead
of him, "I couldn't ask for more�"
Sora let go of him and caressed his platinum hair back
a little with an empathizing smile before kissing him on the crown of his head
again and deciding to give him some time alone.
None would be able to say that the man sitting in the
living room right now, had just become one of the most powerful business men in
the entire world. Nothing like that could be seen now, nothing but an orphan
mourning the death of his sole mentor.
Sora walked back into the hall and began picking up
their bags to carry them up their room.
The door fell shut, the bags hit the floor and he
suddenly felt tired, oh so tired, as if he hadn't slept in weeks. The fatigue
mingled with the sadness and the accompanied feeling of fear for the unknown
ahead had worn him out without him realising and he sank through his knees,
sitting himself against the door.
Searching for some much needed comfort that he
couldn't ask from Riku right now, he brought his hands up his arms and hugged
himself, feeling the familiar sensation of his eyes preparing themselves for
fresh tears.
The funeral was tomorrow morning.
Sora wiped away the first tear that
rolled down his right cheek and pulled all of his will together,
standing up again. Riku needed him right now and therefore he couldn't sit up
in their room and let sadness take him over.
Not yet.
Sora opened the door again and exited, descending the
set of stairs. "Riku?" he called to him softly, finding him to still
be staring straight ahead of him right where he left him before, "Riku,
I'm going to make us dinner, are you hungry?"
Riku shook his head, but Sora knew better; he hadn't
let an ounce of food pass his lips in the last 20 hours. "I think it'll be
macaroni and cheese, since I didn't get the time to do some grocery shopping
yet�"
"I'm not hungry, ange,"
Riku stated, his voice hollow and tired. "Don't make yourself go through
such trouble."
The younger male bit his lower lip to prevent himself
from crying and took a deep breath. He then walked over to him again and
kneeled right in front of him on the carpeted floor. "Baby," he whispered,
"look at me please," he reached out to his face so his eyes would
focus on his "I need for you to eat right now, okay?" he shakily
whispered, "I need for you to at least take that worry off my chest. This
is hard, I know, and you need to mourn, but please eat something?"
Riku stared at him for a while and then blinked,
"You look even more tired than me�" he smirked briefly and cupped his
face with a hand, pulling him closer, "I've been
worrying you that much?"
Sora smiled a trembling smile and inhaled softly,
closing his eyes. "If you eat, I'll worry less."
An amused grin then formed on the blonde's lips and he
took him in his arms. "How much less?"
"A tiny little bit less�" Sora answered from
over his shoulder, holding him tightly. "Sorry for being so selfish right
now."
"Are you kidding?" Riku whispered back,
looking at him now, "I'm lucky to have you. Now I feel better when I think
of what lies ahead."
Sora moved himself on his knees next to him on the
couch and embraced him again, holding his head close to his chest. "It's
going to be a bumpy a ride, isn't it?"
"I don't feel ready, not the tiniest bit�"
The older male confessed, wrapping his arms around his lover's waist for
comfort. "He left so suddenly and I wish that I had spent more time with
him and that I had known him better�"
Sora nodded silently, kissing the crown of his head.
"He trusted you� I think he knew you had it in you to become the president
of Nobuhiro Zaibatsu. He believed in you."
Riku detached himself from him a little and gave him a
slightly angsty expression.
"What's that scared face for?" Sora
whispered with a small smirk. "It's going to be hard, but we're together,
so it'll all be okay, just trust me. I believe in you too."
"This is so surreal�"
Sora let him burry himself in his arms again and
rested his chin on his head. "We've been through worse, haven't we?"
Riku's hold on him
only tightened and they remained in their embrace, offering each other wordless
mutual comfort and reassurance. Tomorrow they'd face the world and the new
challenges it offered, but today nothing would disturb their secluded universe,
no matter how shaken it already had become.
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Thunder rolled in the cloudy skies in the distance,
the moist air carrying the echoes of the deluge ahead over the plains.
The first drops of rain landed on his hand and Roxas
reached to close the window of his door with a sigh. He placed his right elbow
against the leader and turned to look at Axel, who was fixing the road ahead of
him, with an irritated scowl on his face. "Stop the car."
Axel glanced at him, "What?"
"Stop the fucking car, Axel!" Roxas
viciously spoke from between his teeth.
Even though he growled, Axel still moved the black
Chevrolet onto the side of the road. Still, he left the motor running. "What the hell's gotten into you?!"
"No! What the hell's gotten into you?!" the
younger one retorted, stepping out of the car and slamming the door shut.
Axel stepped out as well and walked over to Roxas'
side with an angry expression on his face. "Ok, listen! Just get in the
car�"
Roxas turned to him. "No!"
Grabbing onto his right upper arm, Axel pulled him
close. "Get in the car, so we can talk on the way!"
"Let go of me!" the blonde growled back,
twisting his arm free from his hold.
A new clap of thunder resounded above their heads and
the clouds gathered ominously into a thick pack of grey.
"I've had enough!"
Axel took a step towards him, "Roxas�"
"Shove it!" the smaller male cried.
"Tell me where we're going, how
the fuck you got out of jail and why
the hell do you feel like we still
need to go any further; we passed Crystle 3 hours
ago! I'm not going to move a single foot before you've given me a descent
answer to those three questions, Axel!"
"Damnit!" the
redhead impatiently exclaimed, throwing his hands up in the air. "Get this
into your tiny little head, will ya?! People are
trying to kill you!"
Just as Roxas was about to serve him a snappy remark,
a soft buzzing sound was heard.
Axel grunted and reached into the interior pocket of
his long black leather coat, taking out a black device as he turned his back to
the blonde.
"So now what?"
Roxas smugly whispered, crossing his arms over his chest.
Axel didn't answer him, but only stood there after he
had turned again, staring at the device he still held in his right palm. A
flash of silent lightening then illuminated the darkened skies and he looked up
at him, a strange, stunned expression in his pale green eyes.
"What?!"
Roxas said in an annoyed manner, walking up to him.
Axel lifted his hands and placed them on the smaller
male's shoulders, closing his eyes with a small sigh. "Roxas," he
softly spoke, staring into his eyes with such a calm resolve that it rendered
him silent in an instant. "We need to get to the meeting point as fast as
we can�"
"Where is this meeting poi�"
"In Dusk.
Roxas please, they've already realised that we haven't taken the ferry to DI.
They're chasing after us!"
Roxas blinked at first and then gasped as he had
wanted to look around before he got stopped. "Axel�"
"Do you want to die?" he calmly whispered,
still looking into his eyes, "Do you want Sora and Riku to get
killed?"
Ice cold shivers then ran down Roxas' spine and he
shook his head. "Axel, what is going on?"
"Get to the car."
"Axel�"
He grabbed him by his right arm and forcefully walked
him up to the passenger's door. "Get in the fucking car, right now!"
Roxas obediently did as told and closed the door
again, waiting for Axel to take his place next to him. "Axel,
what�?"
"I can't believe they're on to us already! It's
too fast�" Axel now started the engine and they hastily got back onto the
road. He hit the steering wheel with his right fist in frustration. "Goddammit!"
By now Roxas could feel his heart beating with
heartfelt angst as he constantly looked back at the distance they had traced
since they took off.
"Roxas.
Nobuhiro is the one who released me."
Roxas turned to him with an incredulous expression on
his face. "Do you have any idea how non plausible that sounds?"
Axel sighed in aggravation without looking away from
the road ahead. "He's the one who released me," he continued, as if
he never stopped, "and now he's dead."
It was like a bucket of frozen water got thrown on top
of his head, for Roxas only stared at him for a long time. "He� he succumbed
to�?"
A small shake of head was his answer and Axel
continued with gritted teeth, "He got murdered."
Roxas gasped and closed his eyes in shock of the news.
He suddenly felt sick.
"Nobuhiro knew someone in his entourage would
eventually betray him, he knew that his life and the future of his company were
in danger. That's why he set up a secret mobile corps that would protect his
legacy when the time would arise for them to be needed."
"But how?"
Roxas wondered silently.
"How what?"
"Sephiroth. He
was sentenced to 25 year if I still remember it correctly. It hasn't even been
2 years."
The redhead smiled wryly at that. "You didn't
honestly think that a man as powerful as Sephiroth would nicely go to jail to
face his sentence now would you?" He snickered, "He managed to close
a deal with the judge before his sentence even fell. He isn't in a cell
anymore."
"Then where is he?"
"In his second residence in Midgar. On house
arrest. He coordinates his puppets from there."
Roxas gulped, noticing that he was slightly shivering.
"Who are they?"
A gloomy expression formed on Axels face and his hands
unwillingly tightened around the steering wheels, his knuckles turning white.
"They call themselves the Order of 13. Or, as we call them, Organisation
13."
"Organisation 13?"
"A group of assassins, mercenaries
and ancient high ranked military officers who've chosen to join with Sephiroth
for all different reasons. They're extremely dangerous,
specialising in stealth operations and undercover missions. None of us knows
how exactly they look."
The smaller blonde felt like he had landed himself
into an espionage movie of some sort. "And they're after Sora and
Riku�?"
"Riku is now officially the new CEO of Nobuhiro
Zaibatsu, right? Then yes, they will come after him and Sora to claim back the
company. Sephiroth never forgave his father for not giving him the company as
he promised and of course, was full of rage when he heard Riku was going to
inherit it. The events of Crystle didn't make things
better either."
"I still don't get one thing," Roxas almost
inaudibly whispered, trying real hard not to let his voice tremble with held
back fear. "Why did he help you out of jail?"
Axel was silent for a while as his eyes went soft with
the memories that played through his head. "You know that I grew up in an
orphanage, right?"
Roxas nodded quietly.
"Ansem Nobuhiro was one of its benefactors. He
used to send gifts to us every year with Christmas and he visited once in a
while. One day, I think I was 12, I kicked a football right through one of the
Orphanage's windows and straight into the meeting room Nobuhiro was talking
with the headmaster. I knew I was in trouble and instead of hiding away I went
to the room to receive my proper punishment. I was one of the oldest kids there
and I had always been told to be a good example for the younger ones there�
Nobuhiro had been standing in the middle of the room
with the ball in his hands as I entered and I was certain that he'd beat me
with his can, but he didn't and instead smiled at me and congratulated me. He
said that it takes courage and a great sense of responsibility to admit when
one has done something wrong and to ask forgiveness for it. And also, that great men could be separated from the others by just
that�"
Another silence settled between them and Roxas
realised with every passing minute that Ansem Nobuhiro had been something of a
father figure to Axel and that losing him probably wounded him more than he was
showing right now.
"When I turned 18 and that I found myself thrown
into the active life, I wasn't exactly the praise worthy boy anymore. I did
some bad things, met bad people� until I got thrown into jail last year. I
hadn't seen Ansem in 7 years and yet he didn't scold me or accuse me of
anything when he came to visit me. He only told me that he could use
trustworthy people around him and that if I wanted to clean up my life that I
should follow him. I've been a member of his team ever since."
"So you've been out of jail for a while�"
Roxas noted.
Axel glanced at him and smiled softly. "Why
didn't I come and visit you if I had been out for so long?"
Roxas smiled back softly and shook his head, "Oh
no� Now that I've heard the entire story I understand why not. It doesn't
really matter anyways�"
"I've wanted to see you the moment I was out,
believe me."
"You don't need to justify yourself to me, it
doesn't matter�"
"It does to me," Axel whispered, his eyes
resting on the road, "and you know the reason why."
Something suddenly clicked in Roxas' head and he
turned to him with a disbelieving expression. "Taking me out of DC wasn't
part of the overall plan, was it?"
"I couldn't let them have you," Was all Axel
said.
"You could've gotten yourself killed!" He whispered
back, not caring now if his voice was trembling. "You jeopardised your
mission�"
"I'm replaceable to the team." Axel
interrupted him softly, "But you're not replaceable to me."
"Axel�"
"You're without a doubt the best thing that
happened to me, Roxas. I couldn't just stand by and watch you get
butchered."
Tears were stinging behind the blonde's eyes and he
closed them to face away from him. He sniffled and opened them again, letting a
pair of tears roll down his cheeks as he looked at the monotonous scenery that
passed them by. "Then how can you be so selfish?" he whispered
silently. "Do you think I would've been okay if you had been killed back
there? How can you even say stuff like that so easily?"
Axel looked at him and watched him shed his tears
without saying a word before understanding that the feelings he had thought to
be gone still lingered within Roxas and that to him, even if he'd never admit
it openly, he did matter. After everything that had happened, he still mattered
to Roxas.
It had been a while since he had felt this uplifting
feeling that was beginning to take hold of him now. "I'm sorry," he
then whispered truthfully.
Roxas smiled tearfully and shook his head while
sniffling. "You really are an idiot."
They both chuckled at that and watched how they passed
by a road board signalising that they were nearing the city of Dusk.
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At first, small droplets dripped from the skies onto
the city, the gathering clouds creating a veil of premature darkness before the
rain began bucketing down, immersing DC in a heavy deluge.
The white wheelchair stood in the middle of the lavish
living room, its empty state making it painfully clear that he was really no
more.
Sora closed the door behind him as he and Riku entered
Ansem's penthouse in Radiant Garden. He
joined up with him and Thomas Xehanort into the living room and took a shaky
breath at the sight of the chair standing there in the lone room. His hand
instinctively searched for Riku's and they met,
intertwining themselves in silent comfort.
Xehanort stepped up to the device and stood still in
front of it, using the moment to bring up some harboured memories of the late
man. "Enjoy your well-deserved rest, Oji-sama�"
Riku sighed and averted his eyes from the scene,
fighting against his watering eyes. He felt Sora squeeze his hand and he nodded
with a smile, finding back the strength to not break down into a cowering heap.
Xehanort then turned towards them with suspiciously
moist eyes and a smile, "If you would please follow me, Riku, Sora? Mister
Nobuhiro left the documents for Riku's ascension to
the Head Seat in his office as well as his will."
Riku only nodded and unwillingly tightened his hold on
Sora's hand.
They followed the white haired man into the corridor
at the right side of the room and walked towards the majestically decorated
double door with flower patterns at the end of the hall.
"After the funeral of tomorrow," Xehanort
informed, ushering them into a gigantic room fashioned to the late 19^th
century Art Nouveau style, "we'll have the company's lawyers and main
shareholders assist at the succession meeting in the main board room at 1PM sharp." He
walked over to a painting hanging in the back of the room and pushed it to the
side, revealing a black square in the wall behind it. A small keyboard was next
to it, on which Xehanort quickly typed in a password. The safe opened itself
and he took out a brown document holder. "Here."
Riku stepped forward and took the holder he was
holding out to him.
"He assigned me as your assistant, to continue
guiding you through this ruthless world you're about to enter fully."
Xehanort said with a peculiar smile. "He had complete faith in you, Riku,
but he still wanted for you to get the best help he could get you so you would
rise to become the President Nobuhiro Zaibatsu would need in these times of
change."
"If he's the one who told you to help me, who am
I to refuse?" Riku calmly spoke, placing the holder underneath his right
arm and extending his hand, "I am going to need your help, Thomas, if I am
to bring this to a good end."
Xehanort nodded and took his hand to shake it in his.
"I shall help you in the best way that I can, Riku."
Riku smiled, "You have my most sincere
thanks." They let go of each other and he let his eyes wander around the
beautiful room once more, admiring the many flowing, asymmetrical details that
went into every piece of crafted wood, from the colossal desk to the with white
covered chairs and two-seat bench at the left side of the room underneath the
panoramic window.
Xehanort turned to him again as he had now closed off
the save again and followed his admiring gaze. "Mister Nobuhiro left you
with the option of either inheriting his penthouse and all of its valuable
objects, or to give it away to an orphan foundation that he used to
patron."
The blonde male chuckled melancholically and cast a
gaze at Sora standing by the door. "I'll give it away. It'll be more
useful this way."
Sora smiled back and gave a small, albeit proud, nod.
Xehanort nodded in turn. "Very
well."
Riku walked back to Sora and took his hand again.
"Then," he said turning to the white haired man a last time, "I
believe this was all? We'll see each other tomorrow?"
"Yes, Riku."
Xehanort spoke with amiable smile. "Tomorrow will be the beginning of your
new empire and the start of your reign."
"How poetical," Riku commented with a smirk,
before turning around.
Sora smiled amusedly at that and wanted to give
Xehanort a last look in sign of goodbye, but as his eyes landed on the other
man, he found him looking out the window with a rather cold and unpleasant
smirk on his face. A wave of angst then suddenly took over him and he quickly
followed Riku out the room, holding on tightly to his leading hand.
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The heavy drops of rain drummed onto the roof of the
car as they stepped in, the water covering the window shield like a flowing
curtain.
�How long have you known Xehanort for, Riku?� Sora
asked, buckling himself up.
Riku started the car and thought about it briefly. �Not
that long actually. I met him the last time I saw Ansem.�
�The day we decided to go for DI.�
�Yeah.�
A pensive expression now formed on the younger male�s
face and he fell silent.
�Why?� Riku wondered, pulling out of their parking space, �Is something wrong?�
Sora shrugged, �There�s something about him that
unsettles me��
Riku smiled reassuringly, �When I first met him, I felt
the same way. Yet I�m positive that he�s trustworthy.�
�Hmmm�� Sora tilted his head to side as he stared at
the pouring rain outside his window. �If Ansem trusted him� I guess he is.�
Riku frowned at those words. �Did he do or say
something, babe?�
�No,� Sora shook his head, not wanting to worry his
lover needlessly. �No. Maybe it�s just the first impression he left on me��
They rode in silence for a while, both now thinking
about the events of the next day and the things that would change from then on.
�I really need to stop making myself nervous like this��
Sora looked Riku�s way and
placed a comforting hand on his right arm, having heard the nervousness in his
lover�s voice. �It�s only normal, baby. But I know you�re exactly what the
company waited for; a young, fresh and strong directive force.� He smiled, �I
think it�s going to be great.�
They stopped in front of a red light and Riku bent
over to him, kissing his plump lips lovingly. �You�re my rock, you know that?�
Sora curled his lips into a smile and chuckled. �I�ll
always be there for you to lean on, you know that.� Smooth lips then landed on
top of his head and he closed his eyes. �I have faith in you, baby.�
Riku sat back behind the wheel and nodded silently,
taking a shaky breath. �Yeah.�
The car drove on as soon as the light hit green and for
a while they continued their drive in a comforting silence.
�Hey,� Sora said as he realised where they were
driving through now, �Is it okay if you drop me here for an hour or two?�
Riku looked where they were and nodded, �Do you want
for me to come and pick you up later?� He now took a left turn and began to
lower in speed.
�No, that�s okay.� Sora bent over in his seat and
kissed him softly on his right cheek. �I�ll ask for Roxas to take me home if he
can.�
They now stopped in front of an apartment complex.
�Call me when you leave.�
�Will do!� Sora
stepped out of the car and threw the door shut before turning and walking up
the steps leading to the entry door.
Arrived on the third floor, Sora stepped out of the
elevator and made his way to the end of the hall where he took the corridor on
his right.
The moment he turned the corner his
heart froze right on spot.
The door to apartment 3D13
stood wide open and out of its hinges, revealing a large degree of devastation
in the room behind it.
The carpeted floor of the living room was soaked and
water flowed out onto to the corridor floor. As he stepped in, he saw the red
sofa and armchairs thrown to their sides next to the door with their fillings
coming out of various rips in their fabric.
Plants had been ripped out of their pots, plates, cups
and glasses had been thrown onto the kitchen floor and the faucet on the small
island knocked off, causing for it to spew water incessantly and uncontrollably
all around the place.
With his mouth slightly hanging open in apparent
shock, Sora stepped in further, not believing what his eyes were telling him he
saw.
�What the hell� Roxas!� How
on earth did all of this happen?
Sora now jumped over a fallen chair as he tried to
look behind one of the armchairs in search for his friend. �Roxas!
It�s Sora, where are you?�
A sudden obtuse sound coming from the upstairs area
caught his attention and he turned towards the floating stairs, his heart
beating with growing worry. �Roxas?�
He now soundlessly climbed the stairs, collecting all
of his courage together as the creeping silence intensified itself with each
step. He feared what he would find of course, but he didn�t ignore the
possibility of finding his friend in a injured state
or worse and in need of help. Sora placed his right hand on Roxas� bedroom door
and halted, taking the time to even his breathing. He then closed his eyes and
pushed the door open.
With a strange creaking sound the door swung open and
showed him an un-slept king-size bed standing in the middle of the room. The covers
were still lying neatly upon it, but the sheets that once had been of an immaculate
whiteness were now covered with black and grey scorch marks and small splinters
of glass littered the floor. There seemed to be no one in here after all.
The room was cold from the chilly air that entered
through a hole in the broken window glass and a putrid smell lingered. Underneath
the windowsill, on the left side of the room lay a black, metallic cube on the
moist carpeted floor.
Sora walked to it and picked it up, looking at it with
growing wonder. �A grenade�?�
Glass cracked somewhere behind him and he turned, only
to find a gun pointed to his face.
�You�ve really made it way too easy, dear Sora.�
Sora gulped and blinked, his eyes wide open with
indescribable angst. �Who��
�Ah. Ah.� The blonde man holding the gun produced a
sickening smirk and shook his head, now placing the murderous device harshly
against the brunette�s forehead. �Not a word.�
�I would do as he says, Sora.�
Sora rolled his eyes to the black cloaked man that
stepped into the room and crossed his big arms over his broad chest. �We wouldn�t
want for you to get hurt now.�
Sora�s eyes immediately widened in shock. �You�!�
�You�re coming with us,� The other man said and Sora could
suddenly feel a sharp sting in his left side before the room started to spin
and he collapsed into a revolving darkness.
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The clock on top of the electric fire place indicated 09.08 PM.

Riku sat up from his seat in the coach and took out
his mobile, grown tired of waiting for his Sora to call him. What was taking
him so long? It had been nearly 3 hours since he dropped him off at Roxas�
place.
He pressed in a speed dial button and brought the
device to his right ear. The phone went over one time, two times, three times�
�Yes?�
�Baby what�s taking you so long? It�s been three hours, do you need for me to pick you up?�
�Ah� This is
Riku, I presume?�
Riku fell silent and frowned. �Who is this?�
�I have a
message for you, Riku.�
�Who is this?� Riku repeated, growing more suspicious.
�We have your
little Sora, Mr Riku. We want you to know he�s safe.�
At that Riku�s insides grew
cold and his hand gripped his phone tighter. �Where is he?!�
�Too
many questions, Mr Riku. Know
he is safe.�
Riku felt like his knees were about to give out on him
and he searched for support by the dinner table, leaning his left hand on the
flat surface. He whispered; �What have you done to him?! Who are you?!�
The low, raspy voice on the other side chuckled
briefly, �Await instructions tomorrow
after the succession ceremony.�
He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, �Why are you
doing this?�
�I will make use
of your good sense and presume that you are intelligent enough to not alert any
authority if you wish to see your boyfriend returned to you in his original
state.�
Riku chuckled coldly and shook his head. �How do I
know if you�re not fooling me with this? Do you know who you are talking to?�
�Threats have no
effects on us, Mr Riku. You are a nobody and therefore
I do not think you�re sure to want to play these games. Not with us. �Not for Sora�s sake.�
There was a brief rumbling on the other side of the line and then�
�Riku, I�m so
scared� Please, I�� A
pained moan followed and then nothing else
�Sora!� Riku hollered,
having recognised the voice and with it the seriousness of the situation. �God
no� Sora! What have you done to him, you asshole!�
�Await
instructions tomorrow after the succession ceremony.�
There was a click and the conversation was ended.

A few moments passed in a horrible silence as Riku
simply stood there, the phone still in hand, staring at the wooden surface of
the dinner table. It took him a while to realise that he was crying silently
and he let himself sink to the floor, still too stunned to realize that all of
it was really happening.
Suddenly everything felt like it was collapsing and he
pulled his legs up his body and began to cry in earnest, feeling utterly lost. As
if someone had stripped him of everything he owned and left him there shivering
in the dark.
Completely naked.
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The next update
will be done faster! Sorry for the long wait everyone! Thank you so much for
the support, you�re still the greatest public!

ToBeContinued�

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