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Second Chance to Love	By : Akuma-Sensei Category: Kingdom Hearts > Slash/Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1258 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: I apologize for the delay in updates, I got caught up writing my original series these last few months. This story is finished but needs extensive edits to bring it up to (what I feel feel) represents my current style. I appreciate all the views and the reviews I've recieved and apoligize to those of you who've been checking in only to be disappointed, I'll do my best from now on to post more often! That being said in case you were not aware you can reach me through email or my tumblr page, links of which are available in my profile. I accept questions of all types and often post extra content (so far only for my original stories) but can be persuaded to talk about my long journey through Kingdom Hearts fanfiction which is about the only fandom I wrote for consitantly.
Please enjoy this update!
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Sora had been disoriented after he came out of the darkness, looking frantically around for Demyx after discovering that he was gone. When he had managed to right himself and walked a few fuzzy steps he was barreled into by a boy who had to be no older than himself.
“Watch it!” he shouted as he turned to yank Sora up.
“Hey wait!” Sora shouted back as he latched onto the other boy, linking their hands together accidently but refusing to let go once he had his attention. “Where am I?” he demanded.
“You don’t know? The signs are everywhere!” the other brunette huffed haughtily as he jerked his head towards a large sign that declared: “Godolphin College”. “Now let me go I have to get to class,” and with that he shook his hand away and ran into the nearby building. Sora stared at the sign in confusion then the building in front of him. Where the hell was Godolphin College? He followed the stranger and his eyes latched onto the first sign he saw. There he read all about the college and how a Coach Walker had saved the track team’s reputation in their darkest hour, and then gone on to successfully coach a winning track team till his retirement some years ago.
Sora also discovered that this town had an intimate history with a pirate known as Blackbeard and after reading an abbreviated history about him Sora decided that next time he went to Port Royal he would ask Jack if they’d ever met. “Excuse me young man can I help you?” a kind elderly woman asked from the desk behind him. “Are you looking for someone maybe?” she pressed.
“Um…my friend Demyx…” Sora blurted out before he could control his mouth. She smiled sweetly and typed something into a computer and ripped some paper off the printer. “Well here’s his schedule, you should catch him coming out of his Economic’s class!” she informed him cheerfully as she motioned which way he should go down the hall.
After Sora’s brief encounter with Demyx in the hallway he found himself back outside. He really needed to gather his wits before he went traipsing about. His mouth still felt full of cotton and his ears had been ringing for several minutes. He sat down heavily on a bench in a nearby copse of trees and took deep, even breaths. He slipped into sleep for a space of several minutes, for when he opened his eyes, the sun had moved and peering at him, with a curiously disgusted stare was the boy he had run into from before.
“Who are you?” the boy demanded, in a none too polite voice.
Sora, completely refreshed now and thinking clearly, arched a very annoyed look at the other while examining him. He was about the same height and wearing tight jeans and a bright blue tank top. His dark brown hair was cut in a very feminine fashion and several bracelets and wristbands dotted his wrists. His eyes were very strange though, they were the exact same color as Demyx’s and Sora had never seen a second set, but as strange as his eyes were it was not as strange as the femininity that this boy practically oozed. They way he stood, the way he glared; the way his lower lip protruded in a playfully pouty manner reminded Sora of Kairi. But as Sora continued to view him he noted other things that were quite masculine about him as well. After being silent long enough to examine his prey Sora spoke.
“I’m Sora, who’re you?”
“Toby Hart, you ran into me earlier.” Toby answered.
“Yeah sorry about that, I wasn’t feeling too well,” Sora shrugged.
“Yeah you looked kinda sick, but you look better now. I was actually surprised you were still here, I felt bad about yelling at you this morning, sorry.”
“Don’t worry about it! I didn’t really know where I was going,” Sora explained with a friendly grin now gracing his face.
“Were you looking for someone?” Toby continued.
“Yeah my friend Demyx, do you know him?” he asked as he noticed Toby’s expression change.
“Yeah I know him! I’ve been trying to get him to join the volleyball team forever now, I’m a junior too and Demyx is perfectly built for a spiker you know? But he won’t join at all! OH AND…” he continued to rant. “He won’t sign up for the talent show and I’ve been kicking his ass for years now to get himself heard!” he grumped as he sat down on the bench next to Sora.
“Oh yeah? Demyx is my friend too; do you know where I can find him?” Sora asked. Toby looked down at his watch.
“Well, it’s 12:15 so Demyx will be with Professor Braig right now…” he sighed.
“Who’s Professor Braig?” Sora asked with sudden interest, already knowing exactly who Braig was.
“Demyx’s boyfriend, but it’s supposed to be a secret, they meet at 12:00 every Tuesday to discuss his “honors’” project and I know they just have sex in his office,” he sighed. “It’s so not fair, he always gets the hot boyfriends,” Toby sighed. Sora jumped to his feet.
“Sorry Toby I gotta go!” and with that he took off back into the building, desperate to find Demyx.
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Demyx panted as he forced himself to walk up to Xigbar’s office door and knock. The sign on the frosted glass said: ‘Professor Braig: History’ and Demyx figured that he must be going by his former name.
“Come in!” Xigbar’s voice was low and deep as it resonated through the wood of the door. Demyx grabbed the handle and opened it slowly, his piercing blue eyes confronting a hard at work Professor who was pouring over paperwork. As soon as Demyx shut the door he looked up and smiled. Demyx found himself enthralled by this younger man he was staring at. His hair was only marginally graying and the absent eye patch was throwing him off a bit too.
“Um, you wanted to see me professor?” Demyx asked softly, heart hammering in his chest.
“Have a seat Demyx,” he suggested in a tone that was suddenly filled with danger and sexual undertones. Demyx managed to hide the audible gulp that threatened to voice itself as he set down his bag and sat on the couch. Xigbar stood gracefully to his feet and approached him and before Demyx could blurt out another question, he watched (as if from a distance) Xigbar bending slow towards him and then capturing his lips in a passionate kiss.
Demyx pulled back with a deep blush and covered his mouth as he stared aghast at Xigbar. “Um, Professor I don’t-,” he was interrupted by a low chuckle.
“I love it when you play innocent with me when I know you like it,” was the reply he received as Xigbar’s mouth nibbled its way across his cheek to his ear and then down his throat. “I want to mark you…to show everyone you’re mine…”
“Well his vocabulary hadn’t changed much,” was the thought currently skipping through the fog of Demyx’s brain. “Shut up and enjoy it,” another part (the sexually spontaneous one) whimpered as Xigbar’s teeth scored what was exposed of his collarbone. Yes, shut up and enjoy it…Demyx reached up and threaded his shaking fingers through Xigbar’s hair, inhaling the new scents his lover had acquired: coffee, aftershave, and chalk. It was erotic and intoxicating, he grew rock hard in an instant.
“See, I told you,” Xigbar whispered as he tugged off Demyx’s shirt. His lips blazed their way down his throat and the center of his chest and nibble teasingly at his navel before he felt his pants open and his member freed.
“Uh, UM!” Demyx tried to say something, anything, but the pleasure far outweighed any vocal resistance and his body had decided early on to ignore his brain and melt into the embrace of the man they recognized. He was so hot…it was as if an uncontrollable fever racked his body refusing to give him peace.
“Demyx…” Xigbar whispered as his mouth prepared to descend upon the bucking appendage in his hand.
And that’s when the door slammed open and Sora stumbled into the room. “HOLY CRAP! SORRY!” he shouted as he scrambled back out again. Xigbar was so stunned he hardly moved when Demyx, red as a beet, jumped to his feet, fastened his pants, grabbed his shirt and bolted.
“Sorry see ya later!” he shouted behind his back as he dashed out into the hallway, missed careening into Sora by inches and then tossed the younger boy his bag as they ran down the hallway, Demyx yanking on his shirt as they went. As they exited the building, turned a corner and collapsed into the grass he could hardly form a coherent thought.
“What was that?!” Sora shouted at him, more in shock than anger.
“I don’t know!! I walked in and he like…seduced me!” Demyx immediately defended himself.
“Well I mean, Toby says he’s supposed to be your boyfriend!” Sora panted as he slumped against the wall.
“Who the hell is Toby!?” Demyx demanded.
“I don’t know! Some guy! I mean he told me that you guys grew up together…I have no idea what’s going on here. It’s like you existed in this place before you came! I don’t know!” Sora groaned. “I’m so confused!” he whined.
“It’s a worm hole,” Riku’s voice snapped from the right. Both boys snapped their heads up and to the right to see him approaching them with a scowl. “Whatever he’s involved in Sora, it’s dangerous, we’re going home right now!” Riku commanded as he grabbed Sora’s arm and yanked him to his feet.
“Ouch! Watch it!” Sora shoved Riku away. The other boy looked quite surprised.
“Sora, let’s go!” he attempted again, taking a step towards him. Sora of course, took a step back and lowered Riku such a glare that even Demyx shivered in spite of himself.
“I’m staying with Demyx.” Sora argued.
“No you’re not, you’re coming back with me and that’s it, don’t argue!” Riku shouted back.
“NO! Stop bossing me around you asshole, I don’t have to do what you say!” Sora shot back. Demyx was beginning to feel uncomfortable. It reminded him of the fight he’d had with Xigbar before he left. Tears welled into his eyes as the memory, unbidden and unwanted crashed upon him as a wave swallows the shore.
“Demyx I don’t want you to go!” Xigbar had shouted. “This kid’s tough, he’s already killed a bunch of us off, I don’t want to see you go too!”
“Leave me alone Xigbar I can do it! I’m strong enough, I’ll get Sora and we’ll have Roxas back and then Xemnas can just…I don’t know, recruit new members…” Demyx gave a half-hearted shrug, hating the heartless way he had sounded just then, he missed his fallen comrades.
Xigbar grabbed him. “You’re not going and that’s final!”
“Like hell! I’ll show you, just you watch!” And with that Demyx yanked himself free and ran into the portal that took him to Radiant Garden.
Demyx snapped back to attention when Sora reached out and punched Riku. He was stunned that Sora would actually come to blows with his friend like that, but Riku must have said something particularly hurtful since Sora looked close to crying. “Stop treating me like a kid! I’m a year younger than you not five!” Sora shouted at him, chest heaving with emotion.
“FINE! If you want to die for some Nobody then be my guest!” Riku shouted, needing to have the last word in everything and with that, he turned sharply on his heels and walked away. Sora and Demyx watched him go and the Melodious Nocturne turned to Sora as he plopped onto his bum and furiously wiped the tears from his eyes.
“I’m not his cheap fuck and I won’t let him yank me around anymore!” he whimpered as he took deep breaths to calm himself. Demyx had never seen Sora cry, so it was very awkward for him since he didn’t know how to handle the situation. He crept forward until he sat next to Sora and gingerly put his arm around him, pulling him to the side and giving him a hug as it were. Sora proceeded to then bury his face into Demyx’s shoulder and sobbed his little heart out.
Demyx, always unawares was oblivious to the two sets of eyes currently locked on him, one set gold, and another, the most curious shade of aqua blue.
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That night Demyx and Sora managed to get a room at the famous Blackbeard Inn on an island not far from the college. The old ladies that ran the place didn’t seem to mind that Sora and Demyx didn’t have any money and told them that it would be a good deed to let them stay for a few nights. They were given the key to cozy little room with a large bed that overlooked the ocean. Demyx immediately went to the window and opened it, letting the sea breeze waft in.
“It smells different than the Destiny Islands…” Sora said quietly as he went to stand next to Demyx. “It feels different too…” he looked out on the jagged rocks and the black ocean and inhaled the difference as if taking a plunge for the first time. His eyes were still red from all the crying he did earlier that day and Demyx was still at a loss as to what to do about it. He was also wrestling with the fact that in this world at least, Xigbar was his boyfriend, but Zezzy said that he’d only shown up a few weeks ago and Demyx had always been here.
As Sora climbed into bed Demyx fished out his notebook from school and poured over the notes that were written in his handwriting. How could he be here, but in the Darkness and Port Royal and Traverse Town? Riku had said something about a wormhole, and honestly Demyx had no idea what the hell a wormhole was, he’d have to ask Zezzy about it tomorrow. He yawned and looked down at the schedule that Sora had given him, it looked like he only had one class tomorrow and that was later in the day, he could finally sleep in!
He kicked off his shoes and socks and stretched out next to Sora under the covers, his companion’s snores were calming in a way, if not utterly annoying in another. As he hugged his pillow tightly, utter exhaustion swamped him, tomorrow would be better, tomorrow he’d get to the bottom of this.
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