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  • In My Eyes

    By : amskitty214
    Category: Kingdom Hearts > Slash/Yaoi - Male/Male
    Views: 3139
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    Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
  • Chapter List
    • 1-In Which it Begins
    • 2-In Which Zexion Breaks the Law
    • 3-In Which There is a Bar Outing
    • 4-Which Contains Much Angst
    • 5-Which Contains Fun & Games
    • 6-Which Contains a Concussion
    • 7-In Which the Plot Begins
    • 8-In Which There Is a Reunion
    • 9-In Which the Plot REALLY Begins
    • fast_rewind
    • chevron_left
    • 7
    • 8
    • 9
    • chevron_right
    • fast_forward
  • Special note to Micky:All Luxord's junk are belong to Ren!

    Alex says: Hm...do I have anything to say about this chapter? Not really.
    Ren says: Get ready for some serious harrassment that could only be brought to you by me!


    THANKS SO MUCH TO ALL OUR REVIEWERS!!!

    Chapter 8.

       Thoughts weren’t coming rationally, and Sora found he couldn’t even begin to think straight.
       What just happened?
       Where did he just come from?
       Where was he going?
       All he knew was that when he saw a familiar-looking door in front of him, he pounded on it as hard as his fists would let him, joints aching, tears streaming down his face.
       Leon barely even had time to register who was at his door when Sora lunged forward and clung to the man as if his life depended on it.
       "S-Sora...?" Leon asked, looking very confused. "Sora, what's wrong...?" he asked, setting his hands on the boy's back, patting him gently, trying to comfort the boy.
       "Sora...Sora come inside..." he sighed. “Come on, walk with me...Come inside and tell me what happened..." he said, speaking in a calm, gentle voice so as not to upset him as he coaxed the boy into the house.
       Sora didn’t want to let go of Leon. The man was very warm and comforting and all-too inviting. He felt himself being lead into a familiar living room and pushed gently onto a couch.
       He covered his face with his hands and drew his knees to his chest.
       “Riku hit me, Leon!”
       Leon was stunned silent.
       "What...?" he asked slowly, looking positively furious now. "Riku hit you?!" he clenched his fists and grit his teeth.
       "I-!" he stopped, took a deep breath, then sighed.
       "Sora..." he started, then just sighed again and pulled the boy into his arms.
       He couldn't even form sentences so he just held him. That was all he could do to comfort him right now.
       Sora buried his face in Leon’s warm chest, feeling his tears soaking through the man’s shirt.
       “It…” he hiccupped. “It wasn’t his fault…he was having a really, really bad day, and I…I kinda got in his way…”
       "Sora...I've known you since you were 5...There is nothing, and I mean nothing, you could ever do that would warrant anyone hitting you..." he muttered, stroking Sora's hair gently, doing all he could to keep calm and comforting.
       Sora curled into himself a little more, wrapping his arms tightly around his middle.
       “I got in his way…anyway…Leon, could I use your bath…?” Sora made sure to keep his eyes from Leon’s; he didn’t want to see the man’s eyes—his school’s security, his old-time babysitter, his neighbor, his…friend—but he didn’t want to see his eyes, see the emotion they held.
       Leon nodded and ruffled Sora's hair affectionately, standing up and walking over to the other side of the room.
       "I'll go call Roxas and tell him you're over here..." he said over his shoulder, smiling gently, before picking up the phone and dialing.
       Sora sighed and wandered into Leon’s kitchen, heading for the bathroom on the other side, when he spotted a cabinet half-open. He reached up and opened it fully and looked inside; liquor.
       He took out a fancy-shaped green bottle and couldn’t read the label; it was in French or something. He popped the cork out and sniffed; watermelon.
       Sora looked back at the doorway to make sure that Leon didn’t see. When he decided the coast was clear, Sora took a big gulp of the liquor and coughed into his fist as he felt it burning its way down his throat.
       He stared at the bottle for a few moments and then took another big gulp, feeling his head instantly beginning to clear.
       "Hey Roxas? It's Leon. Listen, Sora's over here and he seems to be in a bad way...So-……...No-........Rox-……..Okay, calm down!" Leon sighed, shaking his head. "Listen, Sora just went to take a bath, so after that, I'll cook him something and see if he won't talk about it........Okay.......Yes.....Okay........Roxas, I've been taking care of both of you since you were 5, I know what to do," he chuckled lightly. "Yes, yes, alright, I'll have him call you. G`bye," he hung up the phone and sighed, laughing slightly.
       He ran his hand through his hair and made his way to the kitchen, thinking about making Sora something nice to eat.
       Sora turned and grinned at Leon when the man came into the kitchen, hiding the bottle behind his back.
       “Leon—Leon, I don’t wanna take a bath yet…” he said, staring up at the man.
       Leon blinked and stared at the boy for a moment.
       "Oh...Alright...?" he said slowly, brow furrowed.
       Something...was off.
       "Did you want to eat first, then?" he asked, walking over to the fridge and opening it, looking to see if he had anything edible.
       Sora took another swig of the green stuff while Leon’s back was turned. In that moment, he’d downed what was left of it—which started out as more than half the bottle. He set the bottle down quietly on the counter and walked over to Leon, almost tripping over his own feet, grinning like a madman.
       “Of course I want to eat…” he said, wrapping his arms around the man’s middle.
       Leon felt sudden tightness in his chest. He cleared his throat and attempted to shake it off.
       "Okay...uh...What do you want to eat...? I haven't been shopping in awhile so...I have ramen," he suggested, looking over his shoulder and down at the smaller brunette.
       Sora had his eyes closed and wasn’t listening.
       “You’ve always been there for me and Roxas…” he said quietly. “You always took care of us when we needed it…”
       Sora tightened his arms around Leon’s torso.
       “I love you, Leon,” he said, nuzzling his face into the small of Leon’s back.
       "Oh boy..." Leon muttered under his breath and sighed.
       This was going to be trouble.
       He removed Sora's arms from around his waist and turned to face him, tilting the boy's chin up so they were eye to eye.
       "Listen, Sora...I know you're upset about Riku and you're probably really confused right about now...So you may think you like me...But in reality-..." Leon paused and leaned down close to Sora's face.
       "Sora..." he glared. “Is that liquor on your breath...?" he asked slowly, knowing and dreading the answer.
       Sora blinked his big blue puppy-eyes up at Leon and pushed up on his tippy-toes quickly so that his lips connected with Leon’s, catching the man off guard.
       “What would it matter…?” he muttered, linking his arms around Leon’s neck.
       Leon sighed and attempted to remove Sora's arms from his neck.
       "It would matter...Because you're completely drunk...And if something happens that you'll regret tomorrow I'll feel awful about it..." he said softly, stroking Sora's cheek affectionately.
       Sora kissed Leon’s palm and drew one of the man’s fingers into his mouth, sucking on it and teasing it with his tongue.
       “I won’t regret anything, I promise…” he said quietly, looking up at Leon once more. “I promise, I promise, I promise.”
       Leon felt a pleased shiver run down his spine to his loins.
       He wasn't going to be able to fight this and win.
       "Sora..." he sighed and shook his head, leaning down to kiss the smaller brunette. "Don't make me regret this..." he muttered before kissing him again, harder this time.
       Sora moaned and put his hands on either side of Leon’s face, leaning into the kiss, sucking Leon’s tongue into his mouth.
       He trailed his hands down Leon’s neck and over his muscular arms to his chest and under the top of the man’s jeans.
       “I really, really need this, Leon…”
       "I..." Leon didn't know how to reply.
       No, no he did know. He was just too ashamed to say it.
       He needed it too and he knew it.
       He kissed at Sora's neck hungrily, leaving large angry marks on the boy's slightly tanned skin.
       His large hands moved over Sora's thin frame, mapping out the body he already knew so well from watching him grow up.
       Sora fumbled with the button and zipper on Leon’s pants, shoving his hand into the heat and grasping the man’s member, stroking it jerkily until he felt it hardening under his fingers.
       He looked up at Leon’s face, blue eyes cloudy and full of lust.
       “Make this special for me…”
       Leon closed his eyes and moaned.
       He cleared his throat and reluctantly removed the boy's hand, pressing a kiss to the tip of each finger.
       "Then...we shouldn't do this in the kitchen...If you want it to be special..." he said with a smile.
       Sora also shouldn't be completely smashed but that wasn't the point right now.
       Sora grinned lopsidedly and giggled, taking hold of Leon’s hands and leading him to the bedroom; well, he got lost on the first try and found the bathroom instead, but eventually fell backwards onto Leon’s bed, stripping slowly in what he thought was a manner of seduction.
       He stretched his arms above his head and grinned at Leon.
       “Want me yet?”
       Another shiver rushed to greet Leon, much to his rationality's dismay.
       "God...More than I should..." he muttered, pulling off his shirt and practically tackling Sora, kissing him hard and letting his hands roam the boy's body again, groping around for sensitive parts to perhaps elicit a wonderful moan from the boy's alluring kiss-swollen lips.
       Sora granted Leon with plenty of the tiny whimpers and moans that fueled the man’s libido, making both of them sweaty and hot and ready for the night.
       Arching his back, Sora bucked up into a hand that fondled his cock, and he threw his head back.
       “Leon…” he breathed, falling back into the sheets and gripping handfuls in his fists. He shivered and gasped loudly when he felt a finger at his entrance.
       “What are you…?” Sora pushed himself up on his elbows and his wide-blue eyes stared at Leon, who froze.
       Leon blushed and cleared his throat.
       "I uh...I have to prepare you...Or else...It'll hurt...And I don't want to hurt you..." he muttered, looking away, obviously embarrassed.
       Embarrassment was a very rare expression to be seen on Leon's face. Leon, who was usually very cool and collected, almost even emotionless.
       Sora nodded slightly and bit his lip, watching as Leon shoved his finger up to the knuckle into him. The smaller brunette bit back his discomfort and clenched his eyes shut, spreading his legs more to accommodate the odd feeling.
       “Just…get it over with then…”
       Suddenly, the finger that was being shoved in and out hit something within him that made him see stars. Sora cried out and arched his back again.
       Leon nodded and continued on with his preparations. When he heard Sora cry out he immediately froze again, looking up to make sure he hadn't hurt the boy.
       "Ne, Sora...?" he asked softly. "You alright...?"
       Then it hit him and he chuckled.
       "Oh I see..." he made another thrusting motion with his finger, attempting to brush against the same spot from before.
       Sora bit his fist and he looked up at Leon with pleading aqua eyes.
       “You’re…you’re—oh—teasing me…” he said breathlessly, pushing his hips toward Leon’s finger so that he could try to take in more of that delicious friction. “I need s-something a little—oh—bigger than a f-finger…”
       Propping himself up on his elbows, Sora took a deep breath and watched as Leon added a second finger, stretching him and keeping up the pace so that instead of the discomfort, all Sora could think about was the white-heat pumping through his veins.
       “Much better…” he said quietly.
       Leon shook his head and mentally scolded himself. Every fiber of his being screamed that this was wrong.
       But then there was that itty bitty little part that kept calling Sora a skank and telling Leon to forget prep and fuck him senseless.
       That part was sounding pretty good right about now.
       "S-Sora...You think you're ready...?" he asked, thrusting his fingers into that one spot again, hoping to influence his answer.
       Said brunette threw his head back in ecstasy and rocked his hips upward, breathing heavily and whimpering wantonly.
       “Oh god, Leon, yes!” he exclaimed, voice husky and riddled with carnal need.
       Leon cleared his throat and nodded, withdrawing his fingers and getting up to retrieve a bottle of lube from his nightstand.
       He paused as he opened the drawer he hadn't opened since he and Cloud broke up.
       Toys of all shapes and sizes. Condoms and lubes of every flavor.
       He shivered in memory and blushed from the same cause. He grabbed a small red bottle and returned to the bed. When he popped it open and coated his cock, after only jerking down his pants slightly instead of taking them all the way off, the faint smell of cherries wandered into the air.
       Sora watched lazily with heavy-lidded eyes as Leon moved about, a hungry look in his blue eyes. He inhaled the cherry scent deeply, a smile on his lips.
       “What is that…?” he asked, taking the bottle from Leon when he finished, looking at the label.
       King-Pin Jelly. New cherry scent, for your intense sexual pleasure!
       A blush streaked across Sora’s nose.
       Leon cleared his throat and took the bottle back and set it aside.
       "Yes, well. That one was Cloud's favorites," he muttered, shifting to place himself between Sora's legs, encouraging him to wrap them around his own waist.
       "For a better angle," he informed him when Sora gave him a look of inquisition.
       He asked once again if Sora was ready, staring him in the eye to see any small hint of regret.
       Sora bit his lip suggestively and reached down, wrapping his thin finger around his neighbor’s pulsating member, experimentally stroking it and loving the shaky exhale that that action permitted. He looked up at Leon’s face and then back down before rocking his hips forward, impaling himself upon the man’s cock.
       For a second, nothing happened. And then a sudden pain tore up Sora’s spine and he cried out curling forward into a semi-fetal position and clinging desperately to Leon, not noticing the tears that slid down his own cheeks.
       Leon visibly winced, his face screwing up in a strange expression. It took everything within him not to move a damn muscle to help or hinder Sora's pain.
       Sheer warmth and an agonizing tightness.
       "S-Sora...We...Should stop," he managed to say, looking down at the suffering boy.
       "We should stop," he repeated.
       It was all his fault; he shouldn't have let Sora try and take it all so suddenly. He should've prepared him more. He shouldn't have even encouraged this in the first place.
       Sora shook his head and buried his face in Leon’s chest, feeling his heartbeat against his skin.
       “N-no…I want this…” he whispered thickly, waiting a few moments and decided to test a rock of the hips. His eyes shot open and he gasped.
       He felt whole for the first time. He felt great.
       “Move, Leon…” he said, relaxing slightly and laying back onto the bed, loving the way doing so made him feel…complete.
       Leon paused and stared at Sora, then sighed and gave a slight shallow thrust of his hips.
       The gasping moan was a pleasant reward, but not enough to soothe the agony still racking in his heart.
       He continued on though, placing a hand on either side of Sora's head and pulling out and thrusting back in.
       He kept it slow and steady as first, trying to ignore the wild and mixed feelings he felt. He leaned down and pressed gentle kisses to Sora's jaw and throat.
       Sora tossed his head back and arched his back, loving the mixed sensation of Leon’s cock hitting that wonderful bundle of nerves inside him and the tiny kisses that the man was showering him with.
       I just lost my virginity to someone other than my boyfriend.
       I just gave my virginity to my over-aged neighbor and long-time friend.
       I’m having sex with my school’s security guard.
       And it’s amazing.

       Sora reached up and pulled Leon down for an intense kiss, mingling his tongue with the man’s, rolling his hips to keep up with his pace.
       Leon reluctan—no, that was a lie, it wasn't all that reluctant as much as he hated to admit it. Not anymore. Reluctance wasn't even a factor anymore.
       All that was left was lust and self-hatred.
       He returned the kiss with hunger and vigor, increasing his thrusting speed and reaching down to stimulate the younger brunette.
       Sora bit Leon’s lip on accident and moved his hands along Leon’s chest, stopping his fingers to play with the man’s taut nipples, pinching and pulling and rubbing.
       A delicious and burning heat began to spread within his loins and Sora knew he’d be finished soon. He looked up at Leon, panting and moaning in rhythm, and the man looked positively beautiful.
       Sora cried out and arched his back once more when he felt that heat from his abdomen shoot up through his cock and materialize into cum spilling onto his stomach and Leon’s hand.
       Ah, there it was. That awful tightness again.
       A few more rough thrusts into that and Leon was more than ready to reach his climax.
       And then...
       That was it.
       It was over.
       Leon's sin was finished and the only evidence lay cooling inside Sora.
       But the inner torment still remained.
       He sighed and pulled away from him, hiding his eyes in his clean hand, wiping the other onto his pant leg.
       "Sora..." he sighed again. "Damn it..."
       “Leon, that…” Sora sighed dreamily, “was amazing.”
       And Leon could only sigh again in reply.

    [~~~~~]

       Marluxia sighed as he reapplied his sugar lipstick after his 4th drink. He checked his hair in his compact before tucking it away into his hand bag. He smoothed out his skin tight hot pink dress and crossed his fishnet clad legs. He drummed his pink painted nails on the bar.
       Alright. He was nervous and he could admit it. This was his first blind date in 3 weeks. He had a right to be nervous.
       Didn't he?
       Loz walked into the bar wearing khaki pants and a black button up shirt. He made sure his hair was tame and he didn’t look completely stupid.
       He knew his date when he saw the pink hair and neon pink dress and sat next to the surprisingly beautiful lady at the bar with a smile.
       “You’re much prettier in person, Marluxia,” he said as charmingly as he could muster. “I apologize for being so late; there was traffic…”
       Marluxia damn near flushed a pink the same color as his hair.
       Good Gay Bashing God he was a Prince!
       The nurse put on his best smile and greeted the other male
       "Oh, no worries, Loz, I wasn't waiting very long..." he lied but it was beautifully well hidden.
       "And..." he giggled, brushing his hair from his eyes. "Thank you...You're quite a killer yourself."
       Loz felt heat rise into his face and he heard a throat clearing to his right and he looked back at the bartender.
       “Can I get you anything?” the mustachioed man said.
       Loz nodded and replied, “Regular scotch on the rocks, thanks.”
       He turned back to Marluxia.
       Man, is she pretty…Loz thought.
       Okay Marly, don't be a total creep, don't scare this one away, Marluxia thought at the same time.
       Marly kept smiling and began a conversation.
       "Just scotch, huh? How butch," he teased playfully, shifting and leaning into Loz to create a more comfortable setting.
       "As you can see..." he gestured to his glasses, empty despite random pieces of fruit or neon colored straws. "I'm a bit more of a flamer," he joked, gigging to himself.
       Perfect, Marly!
       Gay jokes are awesome!
       Loz laughed quietly and took a sip of his drink once it came.
       “A gay joke? But you’re a woman,” he said, smiling at the exquisite vision to his left.
       I’m lucky, he thought. I’m more than lucky.
       Marluxia laughed sweetly, and brushed his hair over his shoulder.
       "Well, of course, but we still can't deny what we are. And if we can't laugh at ourselves who can?" he smiled. "That's always been my philosophy, you know. Luxord always said to me, he said, 'Marly,' since that's what my friends call me, 'Marly, you're really the best and worst gay man I've ever seen. You're obnoxiously flaming but you gay bash every chance you get!'."
        Marluxia giggled again, ordering another drink.
       Loz could’ve sworn he felt his jaw hit the ground. His eyes were wide and surprised.
       “Wait…Marluxia…Marly…you’re…a man? You’re not a woman…?” he asked slowly, hoping he didn’t hear something wrong and wasn’t making a fool of himself.
       He blinked and stared at Loz for a moment before laughing.
       "Well, of course, physically, if you want to get technical with it, but otherwise I'm a woman through and through!" he smiled.
       Then he paused and his blood went cold and his smile faded.
       "Oh no...You...You didn't know?" he asked, just as slowly.
       Loz solved his dry-throat problem by downing his scotch. He looked back at Marluxia.
       “N-no…you told me online…that you were a woman,” he said, solving everything in his head. “I mean, not that I mind, but I wasn’t expecting…and the way you look…and…”
       Marluxia whined and dropped his head into his hands, careful not to smudge his makeup.
       His words were muffled but still could be understood.
       "Oh no...I've fucked everything up...I figured, I mean, I figured, 'Marly, a man with hair like that can't possibly be straight and your chest is reasonably muscular, there'll be no mix ups this time! He'll understand you mean at heart and-' Oh...!" he whined again.
       He sighed and stood up grabbing his bag.
       "Listen, I'm sorry for the mix up, Loz, I-" and just as Marly had started to look around in his purse for money to pay for his drink and also try to step away from Loz a crack rang out through the air and Marly sat down and put his head in his arms, resting against the bar.
       There went a 120 dollar pair of shoes.
       Loz put his hands on Marluxia’s shoulders.
       “Calm down, Marluxia, calm down—it’s okay, I understand…It’s not that big of a deal…I guess I’m bisexual anyway,” he explained in hopes of calming the man down. “And…what was that noise?”
       "That..." came the muffled words again, "was the sound of my life shattering in the form a figurative final straw..." he whimpered, propping himself up on his elbows and pressing the tips of his middle fingers into the inner corners of his eyes, to try and prevent himself from crying.
       He sighed and set one of his hands on Loz's, patting it gently, his bracelets clinking quietly.
       "Thanks hun, you're sweet. But you don't need to lie to make me feel better."
       Loz smiled a little.
       “No, Marluxia, I’m serious. I know it seems really weird—but I honestly don’t care whether you’re a man or a woman. As long as you’re as fun as you say you are, and your looks could certainly kill…I’m still willing to give you a chance if you’d do the same for me,” Loz said soothingly, rubbing Marluxia’s shoulders.
       The nurse looked to Loz and stared at him for a moment before letting a small smile creep onto his lips.
       He chuckled and relaxed, enjoying the silver haired male's large hands warm against his skin.
       What the hell? The guy's cute enough and very sweet.
       Why not? Marly had nothing to lose.
       Maybe he'd get laid. God knows he needed it.
       "Alright. I'm trusting you. But watch your ass. I'm a woman at heart but still manly enough to make you bite the curb," he grinned, teasing the other male again.
       Loz smiled warmly and paid for the drinks.
       “Let’s get out of here,” he said, looking at Marluxia’s shoes. “And since one’s already broken…” he took the unbroken shoe from the man’s fishnet-clad foot and waited for an “okay” from Marluxia before he snapped the heel off. With an apologetic smile, he said, “Now you can walk. Unless of course, you want me to carry you.”
       That earned him a light slap on the forearm, and he laughed.
       Marluxia tucked the broken heels into his purse and awkwardly walked with Loz outside before muttering under his breath and stopping to take his shoes off altogether, holding them by the straps in his hand.
       "Fuck it," he laughed, shaking his head. He looked up at Loz now a good few inches shorter and let out a whistle.
       "Hot damn, you're tall!"
       Loz grinned at him. “I hope you like tall guys, Marlux—Marly.”
       "I do~" Marluxia replied with a sweet smile.
       He blinked in quiet surprise when Marluxia linked arms with him and he escorted the shorter man to his sleek black convertible, opening the passenger door for him.
       “Ladies first,” he said with a gentle smile.
       "Oooh~! A gentleman with a stylin’ car~" Marly gushed, slipping into the seat and smirking up at Loz.
       "Are you sure you're not a runaway prince just looking for some kicks?" he teased, pressing a finger thoughtfully to his lips.
       Loz laughed and slid into the driver’s seat, turning the key in the ignition firing the car up smoothly.
       “I’m pretty sure I’m not a prince, because I think I’d remember that. Anyway, where to?” he asked, pulling out of the bar’s parking lot and taking off down the road. “Want to come to my place?”
       "You said you lived with your brothers, right?" he asked before smirking and twirling a lock of hair around his finger. "Are they as hot as you?"
       He giggled. "Unless you're up for an orgy, perhaps your place isn't the best," he teased, crossing his legs and checking his appearance in the side mirror.
       Loz sent an apprehensive smile in Marluxia’s direction. “S-sex on the first date…?” he asked.
       He looked back at the road, driving exactly at the speed limit with his hands set comfortably at the 10 o’clock and 2 o’clock positions on the wheel.
       “And if not my place, where do you wanna go?”
       "Hmm...The park..." he mused after a slight moment of thought, looking out the window. He then laughed and sent a reassuring smile over at Loz.
       "I may be a total flamer but that doesn't mean I'm a skank. I'm teasing you~! You need to relax, Mr. Butch," he chuckled, brushing his hair over his shoulder again.
       Loz sighed in relief and steered in the direction of the park, parking in a small gravel parking lot and opening Marluxia’s door for him.
       With a smile, he said, “Careful you don’t step on anything.”
       The nurse smiled up at him and took the large hand that was offered to help him out of the car. He left his purse and shoes behind.
       "Trust me. I'm not as dainty as you think. I'll be fine," he said, closing the door behind him as he got out.
       He let out a sigh of relief as a faint breeze blew past them. He seemed to glow as they wandered around the greenery.
       “So tell me about yourself, Marly,” Loz said, squeezing the pink-haired man’s hand and walking down a bicycle path with him.
       Was it rude of me to ask him before I told him anything? I hope he doesn’t think so…Loz thought worriedly, looking over at Marluxia, who seemed to be enjoying the fresh air.
       "Well, like I said on my profile, I'm a nurse at Twilight Town High School but I used to be a “dancer”. Which is code for stripper," he giggled, looking off at the trees, obviously admiring them.
       "I...Love plants and gardening..." he said after a moment, smiling up at Loz. "I have a huge garden at my house. Perhaps I'll show you sometime."
       Loz frowned and wrapped his arm protectively around Marluxia’s waist as they walked.
       “Why were you a str…”dancer”, Marluxia?” he asked quietly, silently taking in the beauty of the scenery as well.
       This man knew just how to tug at his heartstrings, and he was doing a great job of it.
       Marluxia paused and shrugged, slowly releasing Loz's hand to walk over to a small patch of flowers. He knelt down to inspect them.
       "I've got a rocking body. It was the best way for me to make munny at the time and I needed as much as I could to put myself through nursing school," he said softly, reaching out to stroke the petals, being very gentle.
       Loz kneeled next to Marluxia and rested his hands on his knees, a small frown on his face.
       “No one should ever have to resort to that,” he said softly. “You’re far too pretty to be degrading yourself like that.”
       His eyes met Marluxia’s and he felt a blush rise in his face once again.
       The pink haired male quickly looked away from Loz, feeling a sharp tightness in his chest and a pricking at the corners of his eyes.
       "You have a cruel face..." he muttered, leaning his head on Loz's shoulder. "And such passionate emotions...It mesmerizes me and makes me want to cry all at the same time..." he sighed, reaching up to brush his hair behind his ear.
       "Overly romantic gays, huh?" he chuckled weakly. "They say...We're the only ones who still believe in love at first sight...I'm not sure I entirely agree but..." he looked up at Loz, his cheek still resting on his shoulder. "That face of yours could be trouble."
       Loz gave him a small smile and wrapped his arm comfortably around Marluxia’s shoulders, shivering lightly.
       “I’m surprised you actually like me—I mean, I never thought I was very attractive, and my brothers made it clear to me that my looks weren’t my strong point…”
       Marluxia relaxed into the embrace, setting his hand on Loz's chest.
       God damn was he toned. He was like a beast.
       I bet he's goo-....I mean, back to the moment at hand Marly. Keep focused.
       "You're a nice guy. Strong. Handsome for sure. You have a bitchin` car," he said, ticking off things with his fingers. "What's not to like?" he asked.
       Loz nuzzled the top of Marluxia’s head, careful not to mess up his hair.
       “Thank you, Marluxia,” he said. “And yeah…I always kind of did believe in love at first sight.”
       Loz sat cross-legged and pulled Marluxia into his lap.
       “It’s a nice day today.”
       The nurse rested against Loz's chest, laying his head on the silver haired male's shoulder.
       "It's a beautiful day..." he agreed, reaching over to take one of Loz's hands and press one of his own against it. Comparing the size.
       He was huge...Or maybe Marluxia was just smaller than he thought.
       "Hmm...Tell me about yourself," he said, still looking at their hands.
       “Well…Loz is my full name, believe it or not, and my brother’s names are Yazoo, Kadaj, and my half-brother is Riku. In high school I played football and was in the choir, and…I can’t think of anything else that’s remotely interesting off the top of my head.”
       Loz interlocked his fingers with Marluxia’s and smiled lightly.
       “I guess I swing both ways, too.”
       "Eh~?!" Marluxia shifted and looked up at Loz, staring in disbelief.
       "Yazoo and Kadaj Stigma and Riku Highwind are your brothers?!" he gaped. "Are all silver haired men related...?" he asked, still looking quite stunned.
       He paused and laughed, shaking his head. "Small world, ne...?"
       Loz blinked in surprise. “You know my brothers? That’s…odd. And we’ve all got the same father, but Riku has a different mother. So that’s where the silver hair comes in…my father is Sephiroth.”
       He rubbed Marluxia’s bare arm and looked up at the clear blue sky.
       “I guess father was cheating on my mother with Riku’s mother, and well…you know how that goes.”
       "They go to Twilight High, ne? Kadaj is very rough and tumble so he's in all the time and complaining about Riku. Yazoo always comes in for medicine for his head. Poor thing gets headaches all the time," He paused and nodded. "And yeah...I know how that is..." he said in reply to Loz's tale.
       He grinned up at Loz. "Turns out I've got a sister somewhere," he said before quickly changing the subject. "So, what high school did you go to? Twilight?"
       Loz paused for a moment to take in all of what Marluxia said then burst out laughing.
       “You’re funny,” he said, smiling brightly. “And yeah, I went to Twilight Town High. And I forgot that my brothers actually go to school. And I knew nothing about Yazoo’s headaches or Kadaj’s…tendencies. Then again, what do I care? It’s not my business.”
       He laid himself down in the grass, taking Marluxia with him by complete accident; he’d grown so used to having the man in his arms. Either way, Marluxia didn’t seem to mind.
       “Where’d you go to school?” he asked.
       Marluxia shifted so he was laying on top of Loz but, surprisingly, in a non-sexual way. He reached over and picked a leaf out of Loz's hair and brushed it aside before smiling brightly.
       "I went to Twilight too!" he said, very cheerful. "Perhaps we might've actually seen each other once or twice. My hair wasn't pink back then though. It was actually a light strawberry blonde if you can believe it," he giggled. "I always got in trouble for wearing the girl's uniforms..."
       Then it hit him.
       "Oh! When you went to Twilight, did you ever hear about the 'Wild Rose' who slept with the entire footb-..." then another thing hit him.
       "Oh...My..." he blushed.
       Loz blushed a bright pink.
       “Oh dear…” he said quietly. “That was you?”
       Of course he remembered. It was his very first time, after all, how could he forget?
       “Just…oh my…”
       "Huh...Well..." he cleared his throat and looked away. “This is...awkward..." he mused, biting his lower lip.
       "Well...I think on that note..." he gave a slight grunt as he got up. “We should close up on this oddly eventful date, ne?" he said, trying to end the awkwardness as soon as possible.
       He held out his hand to help Loz up, which the larger man took.
       Loz brushed grass off of his pants.
       “I’m…I’m sorry, Marluxia…” he said, smiling apologetically at the pink-haired blushing man. “I didn’t mean for this to be awkward…and I’m still willing to…y’know, give you a chance…”
       Marluxia paused and stared at Loz for a moment, long enough for the silver haired man to feel even more awkward, before holding out his hand.
       "Gimme your cell," he said, setting his free hand on his hip and shifting his weight to the same side.
       Loz blinked and nodded quickly before handing Marluxia his cell phone.
       “What are you doing…? If you’re going to call for a ride, I can take you home…”
       The nurse was silent as he flipped it open with one hand and began typing very quickly with his thumb.
       It only took a few seconds before he returned the phone.
       "I set myself as speed dial 11, ‘kay?" he smiled brightly.
       Loz shakily nodded and stared at his phone for a moment before returning it to his pocket.
       “W-well…what would you like to do now?” he asked.

    [end chapter 8]

    Alex says:
    Okay, a lot of the things between Loz and Marluxia weren't even planned and they worked out fantastically. XD What's that say about me as an author?
    Ren says:ALL YOUR MARLUXIA ARE BELONG TO ME!!!! Seriously. Marly's all mine. He's me. You can't have him.
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