Dances of Denial

Yaay another update!



I’m kind of going through a writers block for my story ‘Our minds in a nutshell’ I’ll finish it though, I swear! (I have a tendency to update both of them on the same day if you haven’t noticed >>)



I’m bored…and half sleepy



Because people wanted AkuRoku, I’m going to promise chapter 13 as an AkuRoku chapter

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The room was beginning to smell funny Sora’s groggy head registered as he was roused awake by that damn pigeon that had decided to nest on his window. He was so close to killing it…so close. It took a minute for his blue eyes to focus, and another to get the little dried tears that were threatening to glue his eyes shut. No he wasn’t crying, his eyes just watered a lot. Sighing he looked about. Between his legs was his bunched up comforter, blue with white and yellow stars. Roxas called it childish, seeing as how the brunette had owned his comforter since his middle school years.

“It holds sentimental values!”

“You mean it’s the cover you slept with when you lost your virginity…to me of all people.”

“No…maybe…shut up!”

“You’re such a sap Sora!”

He was so not a sap… He looked to the side and found the very object of his musing. Roxas lay in the buff, mercilessly chewing on his pillow and mumbling obscenities. The blonde was a violent sleeper…and a violent lover for that matter. The brunette stood up, letting the worn comforter drop back down onto his mattress. There was a suspicious stain on the sheet bellow. Taking no heed of said suspicious stain he ambled towards the bathroom, catching a glimpse of himself in the full body mirror that hung behind the door.

His normal slight tan was fading, and his wild spikes were loosing the ‘wild’...somewhat. His eyes met their reflection. Where was that spark? That spark that said ‘look out here I come and I’m high on cookies!’ He sighed and slumped his shoulders, forgetting the reflection, refusing to catch it again in the mirror above the skin. He should really get rid of all the mirrors in the dorm. Who needed them? Turning the knobs in the simplistic shower, a jet of lukewarm water spouted form the nozzle in soothing currents. Stepping under it, he let the droplets wash away the sin from the previous night. It felt refreshing. His hair was matted down on his head and against his eyes.

It had been almost six days. Six days since Riku hadn’t shown up at the bar. Six days in which his routine seemed to lack even more and Roxas had become everyone’s favorite little dancer. Not that he gave a shit. Axel would probably blow a fuse if he found out. He tossed his head back, letting the water run down his neck, chest, pooling at his feet like the rest of it before turning around and tilting his head forward, chin to chest. Sora had a strange feeling that the silver haired boy was avoiding him. He was there. How could such a dominating presence not be felt?! But he never turned around to face him, never said hello in the halls, and he always had that irritating red head clinging to his arm.

He grabbed the soap and lathered it all over, loving the simple pleasures of the foamy bubbles beginning to float off and pop.

In a way this was worse than flat out rejection…However to make the matters worse, Roxas had delivered some unexpected news the night before…

They lay side by side panting hard, spent, and grinning at each other.

“I should let you top more often Sora…”

The brunette laughed. “Only maybe?”

“Yeah, don’t get used to it…Riku’s obviously not submissive.”

Sora paused. “…Don’t bring him up.”

“I had to…we have a sort of date with him tomorrow.”

“Dating? Us? TOMORROW!?!”

“Don’t spaz…it’s a group thing. His girlfriend thinks he’s lonely and she wants him to have some ‘friends’”

Sora groaned and rolled around, ever elated feeling he had now gone and lost.

“G’night Roxas.”

Not that he’d miss it…of course not! And he wouldn’t spend hours in front of those mirrors he now had come to hate. He closed his eyes, attempting to drown out everything but the sound of his beating heart. The steady noise, like the steady noise of a fan or the pitter patter of rain soothed him, soothed him enough to not realize that his cousin had stepped in, and had stepped into the shower with him. It wasn’t until arms came up to wrap around his waist and hands rested themselves on his chest that he started out of his reverie of heartbeats and rainfall, and looked at his cousin, a slight blush decorating the bridge of his noise.

“Boo.”

Sora laughed and went back to dunking his head under the spray. Roxas’s arms were still not coming down from their perch, his lips trailing a path up and down the side of his neck, making the brunette shiver.

“Hmm..Rox…”

“So are we going today?” He had placed a small nip right under his ear.

“Nngh! I-I gue- Roooox…guess…”

The blonde laughed. “Okay…now get outta the shower, it’s my turn.”

Grumbling he did as he was told. Today is gonna suck some major balls. Not to mention…he had the eleven o’clock shift that night…



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He paced, and paced and pace and just to be different he paced some more.

“You’re going to tear a hole in my carpet.”

“Fuck you Cloud.” His nails were in his mouth as he continued to move his feet, eventually coming to rest next to Cloud…but no not his feet. “He’s really gonna be there…”

Cloud rolled his eyes. “You are pretty stupid for a kid attempting a major in physics…”

“Who asked for your opinion.” The silver haired boy snapped.

“Why are you so damn nervous?” It was a simple question really…

“WHY!?!” There hadn’t been a need to blow up at the chocobo blonde. “Because he gave me a fucking lap dance! I gave him money for those lap dances! And he ASKED me to fucking BLOW him almost two weeks ago! WHO WOULDN’T BE NERVOUS?!”

Cloud merely blinked. “…So?”

Riku’s eye twitched while his other gave him an incredulous look. “You’re not fucking serious are you?”

“I’m fucking serious. You’re being a pussy…”

Riku grumbled. “I’m not…it’s just…I’ve been avoiding him…kinda…”

“Idiot.” He was bopped by a boney finger. “Just act like his very existence doesn’t make you wanna fuck him right then and there.” Cloud smirked his ‘I know everything smirk.’

“You’re a real fucking douche bag…”

“I love you too…now…what are you gonna wear?”

“FUCK!”



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“Rox…what should I wear?”

The blonde shrugged. “It’s a friendly outing not a date.”

“I might get lucky…”

Roxas rolled his eyes, eyeing his cousin’s wardrobe. “Hmm…pick something blue…a light blue…and white…and black…”

Sora dove into his closet.



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That limo’s been there for over an hour…who the hell are they waiting for? Cloud glared at said limo and it’s glossy exterior. “Are you done yet!? You’re hair isn’t getting any gayer!”

He was rewarded with another ‘fuck you, cunt’ as continued to stare out the window. That limo was parked conveniently close to his dorm wasn’t it? Enough with the conspiracy theories…as long as it doesn’t say Jenova anywhere on there…His eyes were then on a quest to spot the fancy cursive silver ‘Jenova’…

Riku had reemerged from he bathroom, his hair damp. “I’m off…”

“Yeah…” His eyes were sure he had caught their trade mark ‘J’

The silver haired boy wasn’t two feet out the door before a bounding mass of pink and red pounced him from behind, nearly making him topple forward.

“Kairi…” He groaned.



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A slight breeze danced about their ankles, swept their hair and ruffled their loose clothes. Outside beside a paper birch tree stood a group, chatting casually amongst themselves, some leaning against the poor thin tree, some squatting on the dew damp grass, it’s shade a vibrant green. Roxas was amongst those individuals currently leaning on the frail trunk of the birch. Much like in the café they were waiting for someone, and refused to leave without them. Sora was a person squatting on the grass gazing up at his cousin’s nostrils.

“Tell me why I’m here?”

“Hayner asked me to be here and I’m not going without you.

“Why is Hayner here…or lack of…”

“Seifer…”

“But they’re not here…”

“I guess they weren’t stupid.”

Sora grumbled. Stupid Riku…

It was Selphie’s high pitched cry that brought him nearly crashing on the wet grass.

“They’re here!”

Yes and we’re all within earshot WAS THAT NESSICARY?!

Sure enough in the near horizon loomed a silver head, haloed by the mid morning sun followed by the clingy redhead known as Kairi…she was chatting his ear off.



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“See!? I told you it was gonna be fun!”

“…Yeah…”

Her hand was beginning to cut off the circulation in his arm. She was waving frantically at what appeared to by a sugar hyper Selphie.

“Ooooh hurry Riku! I think I see your friends too!”

Wonderful. Aqua eyes looked up and sure enough they spotted Sora, he was squatting on the grass with a light blue sweater tied casually around his waist. He donned dark blue (very well fitting) jeans, and his shirt was long sleeved and white, a black t-shirt on top…the very thought that he knew what lay beneath those clothes made his blush. Not that the brunette looked bad in clothes…perhaps he should pursue a career as a model? He mentally shook his head as they approached, Kairi letting go of his throbbing arm once she was within hugging distance of Selphi.

“Okay let’s go!!”

And the ‘herd’ began to troop out of the lawn they were so obviously not supposed to be on, and traipsed onto the side walk, ambling wherever the currently leader (Kairi) ambled. Lagging in the back were Sora, Riku, and Roxas. All falling into an uncomfortable silence, and two pairs of eyes glancing at each other back and forth in what they thought was an inconspicuous way.

Roxas was just shaking his head.

“Soo…Riku…”

Riku raised an eyebrow at the blonde he still didn’t like.

“Why haven’t you been coming?”

The location in which Riku had been absent from hadn’t a need to be disclosed.

“I have Kairi…”

Sora had moved many paces ahead by now.

“So?”

“I love her.”

Roxas snorted. “The hell you do.” He pointed at Kairi’s swinging hips. “Look at that, then,” he pointed at his cousin. “Look at that…tell me which one you’d rather be with.”

Riku was attempted to look affronted. “…If that’s all there is to a person then I can see why Axel hates you.”

Roxas stiffened considerably. “…Cheap shot Riku…really cheap.” He sighed. “You don’t get it do you?”

“Get what.”

“Just look at his eyes.” And he paced next to his cousin who was looking down bashfully.



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“OKAY!” Kairi had stopped the bunch, her hand raised up high in the air as a demand for attention to her unquestionable authority. “I have decided that we are going to the gardens!”

“Gardens?”

“YES! The flower gardens…”

Roxas raised an eyebrow. “Can we do something we’ll all enjoy?” Oh yes Roxas, stick it to the ma-woman…

Kairi glared. “We can all enjoy this.” She hissed.

The gardens were renowned around the city for their relaxing scenery, verdant fields of colorful flowers, untouched by shoes and admired by from afar, bushes with lush blooms every time of the year! The buzz and bustle of the city was lost once you would step in through the gates. However arranged this place was, the sense of peace reigned supreme. It was the most color you could ever get in a gray city like theirs. Even the air seemed crisp.

They trudged along the gum littered sidewalks, taking in the familiar buildings, same old street signs until they reached the destination of Unquestionable Leader’s choice.

Beyond the gates lay a field of the most natural beauty one could set eyes on in urban territory. Even Roxas had to admit that he’d want to step foot in there, perhaps sneak a flower into his pocket, and perhaps avoid the bees….

It was quiet, neither of the group, even the rambunctious ones seemed to quiet down as they observed the simplistic things all around. So frail…

Sora had glanced at Riku by this point, his eyes were drawn to the white roses behind the silver haired boy…and in turn he had taken a view of the most beautiful thing he could find there. In his minds cheesy little eye he could picture Riku picking the fullest bloom, delicately so as not to prick himself with the thorns and handing it to Sora with the kindest smile on his face…Alas it was only a fantasy…and he walked briskly over the bridge. Below lay a huge pond, moss growing on the banks but the center reflected the bottom of the shallow pond, a top floated the water lilies and their lily pads. It wasn’t until he lifted his head that he realized the other had gone in the direction of the right bridge, while stood at the other end of the left…sighing he just continued to walk.



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“Sora?”

The brunette jumped. “Riku!”

He couldn’t help but laugh. “Ditching the others?” He teased.

Sora blushed. “No…they ditched me.” He laughed sheepishly.

They fell into a silence. What more could they say? Perhaps Riku could think of a thousand that would never befit the situation. Instead his eyes rolled around, pretending he was taking in the surroundings. In a way he was. Sora stood in perfect contrast against these things of beauty. The coy smirk on stage was replaced with a serene smile, making him look years younger. He came to realize he liked this side of Sora…the non-provocative one…

“Sora…”

“Hmm?”

“Um….” He pulled out a full bloom of a white rose. “It goes well with what you’re wearing…” His head was turned as he felt the flower picked from his hand.



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“The limo is STILL THERE!” He mumbled loudly to himself. He wasn’t about to admit he had been petrified on the spot since it had arrived in the morning. He could be out there…again…

Sighing he picked up the phone. “I just need some company…yeah…” As he dialed familiar numbers his eyes caught a flash of long silver hair, and he nearly dropped the receiver.

“Hello?”

“O-oh, yeah, hello…um Leon?...Could you come to my dorm…please?”

The tone was not one he was used to hearing in himself…and it downright scared him.

What the fuck are you doing here Sephiroth? …It’s over…it’s all over…



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“So do we do this tonight or what?”

Sephiroth growled. “Of course tonight dipwad, my clients are getting impatient.”

Seifer grinned, leaning casually against the brick wall of Hayner’s dorm room, the blonde inside with the curtains drawn, with no idea of what currently transpired outside…not that he could do anything about it.

“Really?...Maybe I should up the price if you’re that desperate.”

The silver haired man let out another fierce growl. “I’m not desperate…”

“Right…tonight. At the bar, Hayner’s working there tonight, keep the violence to a minimum okay?”

Sephiroth snorted. “You’re going soft.”

“Nah…he’s a good fuck.”



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Sure Sora would hate him for this, sure the brunette would probably ramble on for hours about how he was such a horrible person, but in all honesty at the moment he couldn’t care. The minutes of peace when they had entered the garden had shattered the moment his cousin and his little lover boy had disappeared over the second bridge. Kairi’s little group was a chattery, gossipy nightmare. He’d rather lick gum off Demyx’s shoe before he’d subject himself to this.

“Sorry guys..I um…I have a previous engagement.”

Not that they cared, he wasn’t even contributing.

He’d walk back to his dorm he decided as he made his way towards the exit. The stench of the flowers was beginning to over power his nose, making it itch and seconds away from sneezing ten times in a row. He’d lay down in his boxers and eat the left over popcorn while watching Saturday reruns on TV.

He sounded pathetic…he hadn’t been dumped! It felt like it…but he hadn’t! He sighed, wishing that there was a spare dollar in his pocket as a bus drove by, scattering it’s pollutants into the air and straight into Roxas’s lungs. The blonde proceeded to cough…and sneeze those ten times.

Needless to say that after that torturous fifteen minute walk back to the campus his noise was runny and his eyes were completely red.

“Really?...Maybe I should up the price if you’re that desperate…”

Roxas froze. He was standing on the other side of the dorm building he and Hayner shared, hidden by the shade of a tree he flattened himself on the wall. That was Seifer…

“I’m not desperate.”

“Right…tonight. At the bar, Hayner’s working there tonight, keep the violence to a minimum okay?”

The taller more frightening (yet angelic) looking man snorted “You’re going soft.”

“Nah…he’s a good fuck.”

He blinked several times. He’s a good fuck. ….Goddamn it Hayner, you can really pick your men.



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Gaaaah x.x long.



Did I do it? Did I actually fit everything in here!?



I think I did :3, and yes I had to put in the sappy little SoRiku part. Hey it’s progress in the right direction!



Next chapter: Purely AkuRoku, probably gonna be kinda short…unless Demyx shows up