Finding Lost Dreams | By : Lanie12777 Category: Kingdom Hearts > Slash/Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 12745 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Disclaimer:
I do not own Kingdom Hearts or its characters, nor do I make any money off this story.AN: I am sooo sorry for the wait! I have had the biggest case of writer’s block, and some other things just kinda got in the way also. I don’t really like this chapter, it just wouldn’t come out the way I wanted. I’m not sure when the next chapter will be done, but I will finish this story.
Note: A reviewer asked about Tidus, yes he is the Tidus from FFX. I’m going to try to write in Wakka and Lulu in the next chapter, but if not then they’ll definitely be in chapter 9.
Thanks go to my co-author Greyy, who wrote most of the Riku/Seph/Cloud part. And a huge thanks to Chocoboshead, who helped me with this as well. *hugs*
Chapter 7
The rest of summer vacation passed fairly quickly for Riku. He spent a lot of time with Kairi and Tidus, trying to figure ways of luring Sora out of his reclusive shell he’d formed. Tidus had been clueless about Sora’s drastically changed demeanor, so Kairi had filled him in and now he had decided to help them. Sora was his friend too.
Riku was currently lying on the floor of Tidus’ bedroom, staring up at the ceiling in frustration. He’d spent the night with the blonde in one of Tidus’ old sleeping bags, since it had been so late when he and Kairi had finished talking with the blonde and he’d been invited to stay over. His eyes absently traced over various anime and movie posters hanging on the pale gray walls; the sun streaming through the window lit up the bright blue of Tidus’ bedspread. For some reason the silver-haired teen had awoken, and was now wide awake despite it being so early in the morning. The clock on Tidus’ bedside table read just a few minutes past seven. The house was still silent, the only noise being the quiet hum of the air conditioner and Tidus’ TV on low volume that had been left on, sitting in the corner next to his computer desk.
Thinking back on yesterday’s events, Riku couldn’t stop thinking of Sora. He and Kairi had been trying (and failing) to get the brunette to hang out with them. But the younger boy refused to even step foot out of his house. But Riku wasn’t about to give up; he’d continue to visit Sora every day, until he finally wore the brunette down. Just yesterday he and Sora had been in Sora’s living room, Riku trying to convince the younger boy to go with him to meet with Kairi and Tidus at the blonde’s house, when a dark car pulling up had made Sora tense up. Riku wasn’t sure what was going on, seeing a tall white-haired man lumber out of the sedan and walk up to the front door. He’d turned to suddenly find Sora hightailing it back upstairs, and no amount of cajoling would coax the boy out of his locked room. Riku had left more than an hour later, a frown etched on his face, when he heard muted voices coming from the back of the house. He recognized Sora’s father’s voice, and another, deeper baritone, but he couldn’t make out the conversation. The teen headed to his own home, determined to come back tomorrow; as he walked, he wondered why the sound of Max’s voice had been raised in anger at his guest, but shrugged it off.
Sighing, Riku stood up, rolling the sleeping bag back up. Stepping over to a slightly snoring Tidus, Riku nudged his shoulder. “Hey, I’m gonna run home and get a shower, I’ll see you and Kairi later.” Blue eyes gazed blearily up at him, the blonde grumpy at being disturbed. “Yeah, sure man,” Tidus yawned, rolling over and promptly going back to sleep. Riku chuckled, slipping his shoes on and heading out the door.
The house was quiet as he made his way silently down the stairs. Tidus’ parents were both out of town, and he had no idea where Demyx, Tidus’ twin, was, nor did he particularly care. Riku locked the front door behind him and pulled his car keys out of his pocket as he got into his maroon ‘07 Mustang. He cranked the car and shifted into gear, backing out of the short driveway and heading home.
Parking in front of his house about ten minutes later, Riku was surprised to find his father’s car in the drive. It was very seldom that Sephiroth spent a Friday night at home anymore. Shrugging to himself, Riku walked into the house, laying his keys on the coffee table. The house was silent; Riku remembered that Fuu had stayed at her friend’s house last night, and Zexion was at Marluxia’s.
Climbing the stairs two at a time, Riku paused on the landing when he heard a low moan. His ears caught faint laughter and more sounds coming from his father’s bedroom. A smirk lifted his lips. ‘Dad’s got his new girlfriend here!’ he thought. Leave it to the older man to bring his lover to his home when his children are gone to avoid awkward introductions. Well, Riku would just have to rectify that right now.
Creeping quietly towards Sephiroth’s room, Riku’s smirk grew bigger at the thought of surprising his father and lover. Slowly turning the door handle, the teen eased the door open slightly and peered inside the room. He saw the back of his father’s head above the covers, and a head of blonde hair, but nothing else.
He grinned; his father was into blondes, was he? From what he could see the blonde had spiky hair that reminded him of Sora’s. He really didn’t care that his father was dating; his mother’s death had been so long ago, and he was happy that his father had finally decided to move on. He didn’t have to keep his lover a secret; unless the girl was like Snow White’s stepmother, she couldn’t be all that bad.
Riku couldn’t help but let a mischievous smile cover his face. Both his dad and the blonde were facing away from him, which meant one thing: he could sneak over there without either of them detecting him and scare the crap out of both of them.
Nodding his head, Riku gently slipped through the semi-open door, padding quietly across the plush beige carpet. As he reached the bed, he noticed how tightly his father was embracing his lover. He also noticed how manly his father’s girlfriend actually was. Her back was smaller than his dad’s, but still a bit too manly. She had broad shoulders, and her arms were nicely defined, like an athletic male. He found that odd; seeing as his mother had been a petite, fragile woman, he would have never thought that his father was into athletic women.
Riku leaned forward, until his mouth was half a foot from his father’s ear. “Hi dad!” he whispered teasingly. His father’s reaction was not what he had expected; he had fully expected his dad to cover his lover up, or tell him to get out. He did not expect his father to shoot up from the bed and haphazardly cover himself with the top sheet, eyes wide with guilt as he began apologizing to him.
“Riku! I didn’t know you were home. I’m sorry, I meant to tell you later, not have you walk in on it like this.” Sephiroth was rambling, but his nervousness was beginning to get the better of him. Cloud simply sat silently, looking on.
To say Riku was surprised was an understatement. “Whoa, Dad, what are yo—” It was at that moment that his father’s blonde mystery lover decided to show her face, sitting forward. And Riku thought he couldn’t be more shocked; it turned out that she was a he, and he was a very young he, naked in his father’s bed. Riku was shocked; so fucking shocked.
“What the—” He stopped himself; it seems even in a shocking situation such as this he still couldn’t curse in front of his dad. “I, uh—” Or form a coherent sentence for that matter. Of all possible scenarios of meeting his father’s lover, this certainly wasn’t what he had imagined.
He was just so shocked; this was the last thing that he was expecting. It seemed maybe he was more like his father than he’d thought. They both had secret loves, except his father actually had the guts to be with his love, and him, well… he was still too much in the closet. Yes, he’d finally admitted to himself that he liked Sora more than a friend, maybe even loved him. Now he just had to get the courage to tell Sora.
Riku took a look over at his Father’s lover; the blonde had a very calm expression on his face. It seemed like he wasn’t bothered one bit that his boyfriend’s son has just caught them in bed together… naked. But Riku did have to admit the blonde was beautiful; with those big blue eyes, so similar to Sora’s vibrant ocean blue, and bright blonde hair, the guy was anything but ugly.
He guessed the question was, is he mad? No not really; how could he be mad, it wasn’t like he was the straightest pole in town. But hurt? Yeah, he was hurt that his father didn’t trust him, didn’t trust them enough to tell them. If he was gay (or bi) and had a lover, why couldn’t he tell them? It wasn’t like Zexion was going to call him a sick fag or anything, or his sister either for that matter.
“Riku, this is Cloud, my uh… boyfriend,” Sephiroth explained a bit nervously.
Well at least he could stop calling him ‘blonde’ or ‘father’s lover’ now.
“I uh, don’t know what to say,” Riku mumbled. Cloud smiled patiently, taking that as a good sign to begin introducing themselves.
“Cloud Strife,” the blonde held his hand out in a friendly gesture. Riku took the hand, blushing slightly as he realized he was shaking hands with his father’s very naked lover.
“Um, I think I’ll let you two get dressed,” the teen uttered, backing hurriedly out of the room, his face on fire. Riku practically ran to his bedroom, the sight of Cloud and Sephiroth’s intimate embrace as he’d interrupted them flashing repeatedly in his mind.
Sephiroth smirked at his son’s retreating back. Riku was taking this better than he’d thought. His mirth spread to Cloud, who gave a low chuckle as soon as the door slammed behind the flustered Riku.
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Riku closed his bedroom door behind him, his brain still trying to process the scene he’d just witnessed. He sat on the edge of his bed, staring blindly at the wall in front of him. Absently he noticed how messy he’d left his room; knowing his father would be displeased with the room, he began straightening up. Riku picked up the dirty clothes littered about the floor and made his bed, the room looking better now that the floor was actually visible. The hunter green and white plaid bedspread matched well with the cream walls; his dresser, chest of drawers, desk and night table all a light maple wood that matched his bed. His green curtains were pulled back off his windows, one parallel his bed and the other next to his desk, to allow sunlight to pour into the room. He didn’t have posters on his walls, just a few pieces of framed art that he loved and went with the décor of his bedroom.
Finished with tidying up, Riku sat back down on his bed, fidgeting as he waited for his father. Just as he thought that the door opened, showing a slightly hesitant Sephiroth standing on the threshold. “Can I come in?”
Riku nodded. Sephiroth walked into the room, pulling out the computer chair and sitting across from his son.
“So, uh, where’s Cloud?” Riku asked, glancing around to try to spot the blonde.
“He’s taking a shower.” Sephiroth gave a quiet snicker at the blush creeping up once again on Riku’s cheeks. Noticing the glare on his eldest son’s face, Sephiroth quickly sobered and cleared his throat. “So, is there anything you wanna ask me?”
Aqua eyes, so like Sephiroth’s own, turned thoughtful. “How long have you been seeing him?”
Sephiroth smiled. “Two years now, he’s 24, and he works at the accounting firm with me, which is how we met.” A slight pause as the older man sat back. “Riku, I’ve been wanting to talk to you about this for a while, but to be honest I wasn’t sure how you and your brother and sister would react. I know it’s been… difficult with your mother gone, but it hasn’t been easy for me either.”
Riku studied his father’s face, then leaned back on the bed and smiled. “I know, Dad. But if he makes you happy, then I can give him a chance.” For some reason, Riku really wasn’t as upset as he thought he’d be on finding his father with another man. And seeing the relieved smile on his father’s face as the tension lifted from Sephiroth’s shoulders, Riku realized how worried his dad had been at his reaction. For a moment he was tempted to tell him about his feelings for Sora, but decided to wait until he could sort them out more, preferably with Sora himself. They talked for a few more minutes before the sound of pots clanging downstairs caught their attention.
The smell of pancakes wafted to their noses as father and son walked into the kitchen, and giving a small smile and nod to the apron-clad Cloud, who was standing at the stove with a spatula in hand as he flipped a set of golden pancakes, Riku sat down at the round kitchen table and began eating his breakfast, all the while watching the loving exchange between his father and Cloud with a smile on his face. Maybe one day he could have that with Sora, if he hasn’t screwed his chances up too badly.
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Max Banford scowled at the retreating back of Xemnas as the younger man exited his office. He’d noticed his son’s reaction when Sora had seen the pale-haired man in his home several weeks ago, and his suspicions had risen by certain comments from Xemnas. And he’d seen how Sora had paled and run upstairs when the man had come to the house yesterday, which had caused a huge argument between him and his colleague. He knew something was going on, but Xemnas was being closemouthed about it, which infuriated Max. And Sora wouldn’t even talk to him.
Mind roiling, Max turned to the large window behind his leather swivel chair and eyed the scenery of the large city absently. His office, done in tasteful browns and blacks, reflected the shrewd businessman. His desk was a dark mahogany, with brass handles on the drawers to his right. His bookcase lining the wall alongside the door was filled with books and random pieces of art he’d picked up over the years; a large black filing cabinet sat on the opposite side of the room. A live ficus tree stood in the corner closest to the window, complimenting the green stripes in the rug on the floor. Next to his computer on his desk sat a dark wood picture frame with Sora in it, the brunette smiling in one of his school photos. The picture was what had started his small ‘squabble’ with Xemnas earlier; the white-haired man had been staring (ogling) the photo, and Max had snapped. He continued staring out his window for a while longer, then abruptly turned to his phone and called the line to his personal receptionist’s desk.
“Lydia? Cancel all my appointments for the rest of the day, I have something I need to attend to.” His receptionist simply acquiesced, her soothing voice informing his clients of their cancellations by phone and setting up new times as he strode past her to the elevators. He unlocked his silver Lexus IS F, pulling out of his personal parking space and heading for home. It was about time for him to sit down and have a long overdue talk with his son.
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