Camp Cliche

“Roxas!” Sora took a running leap from a few feet away when he saw his twin.
“Hey!” Roxas laughed softly as they hugged. From the way the brunet greeted him, it seemed as though they’d been apart for days, instead of just a few hours. Night had fallen over Camp Cliché and everyone was getting together in the mess hall to see the camp coordinator. The cacophony of so many teenage boys piled into one room was more than Sora could handle at that point. He gripped Roxas’s arm tightly as they fought their way through to find some seats.
“Do you like your cabin mates?” Roxas asked, looking around for Hayner. The two had hit it off pretty well and he wanted to sit by him.
Sora nodded and waved at Tidus from across the way. “Yeah-huh, we get along awesome!” He cringed as a boy practically bowled them over on his way by. “We played poker!”
“Not strip poker, I hope,” Roxas teased. He finally spotted Hayner and pushed his way over to him. “I’m going to sit by my friend. Why don’t you go find yours?”
Sora blinked innocently with a minute pout. “But I want to sit with you.”
Roxas shrugged. “Okay, fine by me.” He grinned at Hayner as they approached him. “Hey! This is my brother, Sora. He’s going to sit by us, that okay?”
Hayner gave Sora a quick once over and grinned. “Yup. Totally fine by me.”
Sora was about to stick out his hand for introductions when he was hit by someone trying to get past. He went flying face first into Hayner’s lap, much to his dismay.
“Sora! Are you okay?” Roxas was instantly by his side, helping him up.
“Uh, yeah…okay…” Sora raised his head, completely red in the face. He felt uncomfortable by the sudden amount of touching everyone around him was doing in an attempt to help him up. With a yelp, he felt a hand on his thigh slide oh-so-carefully upwards. By the time he was standing upright and able to see who’d done it, it didn’t look like anyone had tried to feel him up. Hayner was chatting with Roxas, who was being glared at by the blond on the other side of Hayner. “I’ll just uh…sit down…” Sora nervously glanced around as he sat next to his twin, hoping no one would try to touch him again.
A few moments later, a hush filled the room as though on cue, and everyone turned their heads to the front of the room. Sora could see the older teens from earlier sitting in the front row along with the adults. He blushed as he took in Luxord’s gorgeous profile. Oh, if only he were a few years younger…
Sora’s head snapped to the front again as an older man stepped out in front of everyone. Everyone else seemed to know who he was because they all burst into applause and cheers just from his presence. The man raised his arms and nodded, grinning. Sora noted that he had several large scars on his face, as well as an eye patch. He looked like he’d been in a horrible fight with a bear.
“Okay, okay…” The man with grey streaks in his long hair grinned. “No, seriously, guys, shut the fuck up.” He laughed as everyone calmed down. “Man! Another year! How great is that?!” More applause. “Yeah, totally great. “I’m surprised this place hasn’t been shut down yet, but I guess since you all want to come back…” An older teen in front let out a whoop and everyone laughed. “Yeah, yeah, I know. But right now, we need to get down to business. I hate business, so let’s make it quick. We’ve got some new employees here at Camp Cliché, as well as mentor assignments.” He walked around slowly up front, eying everyone very carefully. “For those of you who don’t know, I’m Xigbar. Please don’t fucking call me Xiggy or I will beat the shit out of you.”
Sora gulped and glanced at Roxas who shared a similar expression of shock. They looked over at Hayner and Seifer, but those two were smiling softly as though it was completely normal. Roxas looked back at Sora and shrugged.
“New here? Get over it. Everyone’s new sometimes. I’m sure you’ll get used to how we deal with…” Xigbar smirked, glancing over at a group of chuckling teens, “everything. If you don’t, then you can leave and never come back. I don’t care. There are plenty who would die to be in your shoes right now!”
“Fuck yeah!” Luxord shout out, and Sora found himself instantly nodding in agreement.
Xigbar took a moment to fiddle with his long ponytail before flipping it back over his shoulder. “Introductions are in order, so get your asses up here.” The adults in the front row all stood and turned to face the audience. “First up, we have the ever-sweet Mr. Saix, our beloved nurse. Just don’t catch him in a full moon.” Xigbar winked at the crowd and was glared at by the blue-haired man, who sat down very quickly. “Next, we have Mr. Lexaeus. He’s new here and will be our sports director. Please treat him the way have all your previous sports directors.”
With that phrase, Sora could only assume that the kids had been cruel in the past, but he couldn’t imagine anyone acting like that to the extraordinarily large, gorilla-like man standing before them.
Xigbar moved on to the third and final man. “And to replace last year’s utter failure of a counselor, we have Mr. Ansem.” He patted the tan man’s shoulder and grinned. “Don’t worry. You would really have to try to be worse than Vexen.”
“I’m sure,” Ansem responded in a deep, cold voice before sitting down.
“Marluxia will unfortunately not be rejoining us this year as our arts and crafts director as you have permanently scarred him!” Xigbar let out a hearty laugh. “So you’ll have to find other ways to amuse yourselves without paper and glue. I’m sure you’ll manage, if you know what I mean.” He winked again, chuckling along with all the teens in the room. “And please give your compliments to Chef Xaldin, who has been working night and day to cook up a wonderful meal for you shitheads.”
Roxas snickered softly. The more Xigbar spoke, the more he liked him.
“Before you eat, though, I gotta do all the mentor assignment and all…” Xigbar sighed and grabbed a piece of paper. “We’re doing this a little differently so you all don’t stampede out of here at once and kill each other. It’s a favor. Thank me.”
There was a murmur of thanks in the crowd.
“Right. So when you hear your cabin name, come up to the front, greet your mentor, then go get food. Okay? Okay. Disney Castle!” Sora watched a few young boys, probably only about ten or eleven traipse up to the front. “You’re with Demyx.”
The brunet with the mohawk nearly burst from his seat as he went rushing up to greet the kids. It didn’t seem as though he could get any happier to be assigned the youngest.
Sora barely paid attention as other groups were called up. He kept his eye on Luxord. Every time the teen shifted, Sora’s heart would freeze in fear that he’d been assigned to another cabin, but he never stood up. Roxas’s sudden movement caused Sora to start.
“Where are you going?” he whispered as Roxas squeezed past him.
“My cabin was called. I’ll see you later.” Roxas gave him a reassuring smile before heading up front with his cabin mates.
Sora bounced on the edge of his seat, feeling relief flood his body when they were assigned Axel as their mentor.
“Destiny Islands,” Xigbar called through a yawn, obviously bored.
Sora burst up from his seat. A few people around him giggled, but he marched up to the front, joining Riku, Wakka and Tidus along the way. They all smiled and nodded at him as they stood. Sora glanced over at the older teens, feeling his stomach tie itself up in knots as his eyes met Luxord’s. The blond smiled and nodded a bit. Sora looked at his toes quickly.
“You little shit bags,” Xigbar started, shoving Wakka forward a bit. The tanned teen laughed a bit.
“Ya, I know, we’re da worst in da camp, ya?” Wakka smirked and nudged Tidus.
“Yeah, yeah. Just remember to use protection,” Xigbar shot back. Sora’s jaw dropped, but when everyone laughed, he laughed along nervously, realizing it was a joke. “Luxord, you’re stuck with them.”
Sora couldn’t help but light up as the blond stood and walked over to them. “H-hi!” He and the other boys walked off towards the kitchen to get their food.
“Hey, Sora! Looks like I’m stuck with you guys.” Luxord laughed and punched Riku’s arm.
“Whatever, you know you wouldn’t want it any other way,” Riku smirked, raising an eyebrow.
The group went to the kitchen, gathered a few plates of food from a burly man with well-kept dreadlocks before heading back to the Destiny Islands cabin.
“So was that a second Sora I saw up on stage before you guys?” Luxord asked, taking a seat on the floor of the cabin. Everyone else settled down on their beds with their food, looking at Sora expectantly.
“Um, not really,” Sora said with a blush. “He’s my twin brother, Roxas.”
“He’s pretty cute, ya?” Wakka said, grinning. Sora blushed and gaped, unsure of what to say.
“Oh shut up!” Tidus threw a pillow at his friend. “Don’t mind him, he’s got a thing for blonds.”
“He…wha?” Sora wasn’t sure what to think of what they were saying. Was Wakka gay?
Riku watched the brunet’s confused features with pity. “Come off it guys, give him time to get used to the place, why don’tcha?”
Luxord studied Sora’s face carefully. “You two look like you could be clones of Cloud!”
“Cloud?” Sora looked up at him, his mouth full of macaroni.
“Yeah. He’s got blond hair like Roxas’s, but it’s spikey like yours! He’s in the Radient Garden cabin.” Luxord went on a wild explanation of all the older teens in camp, keeping Sora’s attention to a T.
Riku glanced over to Wakka and Tidus, gauging their judgment of the new kid. They were both checking him out with appreciative looks. Not good. Riku stood up, walked over to Sora’s bed and sat down, running his fingers through the tips of Sora’s hair.
“Uh…what are you doing?” Sora asked after a moment of awkward silence.
“You had something in your hair,” Riku said with a grin before giving a look to the other teens that said, plain and simple, he’s mine. Tidus and Wakka almost instantly averted their eyes from Sora and went to eating their food. Luxord laughed and stood up.
“Well it was nice getting to know you, Sora. Don’t let these fuckers scar you too much this summer.” Luxord smiled at Sora, who melted for the second time that afternoon. “Night.”
“Night…” The spikey haired boy couldn’t help his dreamy voice.
Riku frowned.
“Yeah so um…We’re gonna go for a walk…” Tidus said, setting down his empty plate and standing up. He and Wakka had been giving each other significant looks for the past five minutes and they finally decided to do something about it.
Riku glanced over at them and grinned. “Have fun.”
“Oh we will, don’ worry,” Wakka laughed before leaving.
Sora shifted uncomfortably under the gaze of Riku now that they were alone. He didn’t understand why the silver-haired teen was sitting on his bed still. “So…”
“So,” Riku mimicked and then laughed at Sora’s pout. “Sorry…it was cute.”
Sora played with a string on his cot. “…’Cute?’” He looked up at Riku, confused.
“Yeah.” Riku reached over and began playing with the string, too. He tried not to frown as Sora shied away from the contact. “Is that weird?”
Sora slowly shook his head. “No…It’s just…” he laughed softly, “weird.” He shook his head again, feeling a little awkward. “Sorry.”
“It’s okay.” Riku smiled. He leaned very subtly towards the brunet who, quite suddenly, jumped up.
“You know what? I have to go for a walk, too.” Sora’s voice was higher than usual as he blushed, trying to look everywhere but at the silver-haired teen. “I’ll be back in a bit.” Before Riku could voice an objection, Sora quickly walked out into the cool night air. The sun had set sometime during the meeting a while ago, and the stars twinkled happily above him.
“What was that about…?” Sora asked no one in particular and let out a soft sigh. Not that he didn’t want the cute teenager to flirt with him…it was just so unexpected he wasn’t sure what to think about it. Sora glanced back, making sure Riku wasn’t attempting to follow him before tromping down the steps, his confusion and frustration obvious in his gait. “This is dumb…dumb boys, dumb hormones…dumb dumb, dumb.” The short teen kicked dirt as he walked away from his cabin aimlessly.
A strange noise caught Sora’s attention and he stopped quickly. He strained his ears and just barely caught it. It sounded like…a gasp? Confused, Sora slowly followed his ears to the woods on the other side of the cabin. The closer he got to the source, the more he felt his stomach tighten as all the things the noise could possibly be played through his head like a horror film. What he found, however, was none of those.
Sora’s eyes widened, seeing, quite obviously, Tidus pinned against a tree by Wakka. The blond was the source of the gasping as the islander ground their hips together. By their fast movements, it was obvious that they were close to climax.
Before they could realize they were being spied upon, Sora slid behind a tree, feeling shell shocked. His hormones went on overdrive, listening to the two teens moaning softly. He could hear them speed up even more, painting such a detailed visual in Sora’s head that he didn’t need to see what was going on.
The confused brunet let out a soft sigh, cupping his groin in an attempt to calm himself. It didn’t work, of course, and he began slowly rubbing himself through his shorts. Wakka’s deep, occasional moans sent chills down Sora’s body.
“C-close?” Wakka murmured softly, barely distinguishable from Tidus’s gasps which were getting louder by the second.
“Yeah, yeah, oh my God,” Tidus moaned. Sora bit his lip as the two horny teens both seemed to hold their breath momentarily before gasping out in uniform. “Shit…oh shit…” Tidus panted out, trying to catch his breath.
“Yeah, I know,” Wakka laughed breathlessly. “Been almost a year, ya?”
“Too long.”
Sora tried to stay as quite as possible, lest the two found him listening.
“You should call me when we’re not at camp…we don’t live too far away…”
“Two hours away is far when ya can’ drive, Tidus.” There was some rustling and the sound of soft kisses. “Besides, Lu would kill me. And Yuna would kill you!”
Tidus laughed softly. “Yeah, if they knew what this place was like…”
‘What this place is like?’ Sora frowned, listening to the two begin kissing each other passionately again. ‘What exactly is this place like?’
“Mmm…” Tidus moaned appreciatively into their kiss. “Next time…let’s take off the pants. I hate coming in my shorts.”
“Aww, but it’s so easy to make you come. It’d be a waste of time to take of your pants…”
The eavesdropping teen felt himself blush at the conversation. They were talking about it so casually…
“Oh no, oh no you don’, nympho,” Wakka chuckled softly. “It’s time to go back.”
Tidus protested softly, but the two began making their way back to the cabin. Sora held his breath as they passed his tree until he was sure they hadn’t noticed him. He let out his breath and placed a hand over his forehead. “What the fuck…”
Sora took a few minutes to compose himself, willing his erection away from the hormone-driven scene he’d just witnessed. He tried to convince himself that he hadn’t actually heard or seen anything, but their sounds were so fresh in his mind, it was like he was hearing it all over again. Sora groaned and dropped his chin to his chest. He still wasn’t even sure if the two were actually gay or just letting off some steam. By the sounds of it, both had girlfriends back home. But they also seemed to have missed each other…or did they just miss the sex?
“Dumb! This is all so dumb!” Sora growled and hit the tree behind him with his elbow. He winced and rubbed it softly, cursing himself. With a sigh, the brunet trudged back up to the cabin, trying not to slam the door behind him as he walked in, avoiding eye contact with his three cabin mates.
“Sora, what’s up?” Riku greeted from his cot, sitting up.
“Nothing. Going to bed.” Sora flopped down on his bed and pulled the pillow over his head.
Riku, Wakka and Tidus all looked at each other with confusion.
“Everyt’ing okay?” Wakka asked gently.
“Fine. Just tired.”
Wakka shrugged. Whatever it was, he was sure the newbie would be over it soon.

After they grabbed their food, the members of the Twilight Town cabin and Axel traipsed up the steps and crashed on their beds, half of their food already almost gone thanks to the appetites of the teenage boys.
“Fuuuck, I’ve missed this shit,” Hayner nearly purred as he shoveled down the macaroni. “Seriously, I dunno what Xaldin does, but he makes the best food in the entire fuckin’ world.”
“Well gee, make love to your food, why don’t you,” Axel laughed loudly, sitting on Roxas’s bed. The blond moved aside a bit to give him more room.
“Hayner sure does love his food,” Pence pondered pensively.
“You’re one to talk, fatty,” Seifer said with a smirk, motioning to Pence’s nearly empty plate. “It’s pretty well known that Hayner loves food about as much as he likes taking it up the ass.”
Hayner laughed and shrugged off the comment, much to Roxas’s surprise. “No seriously, I think I would fuck Xaldin if it would get him to give me his secrets.”
“Oh, I’m sure he’d give more than that if you dressed up all pretty for him.” The redhead laughed again, taking in Roxas’s look of surprise turn into pure shock. He slapped him hard on the back. “Don’t worry kiddo, this is just how we act here.”
“R-right…” Roxas mumbled and pushed the last few macaroni noodles around on his plate. Was everyone gay or just joking? Well, Pence wasn’t gay, he had a girlfriend. Roxas knew that already.
“Seriously, tell me you haven’t wanted to fuck Xaldin at least once.” Hayner looked pointedly at Axel.
“Hmm…” Axel looked thoughtful for a moment before he shook his head. “Nope, can’t say I’ve ever had that urge. He’s too big. Too hairy. Like the new coach.”
Hayner lay back on his bed with a groan. “Nah, that’s a total turn-on!” Roxas placed a hand on his forehead, almost unable to believe what he was hearing. “His hair is pretty sweet, too…I mean, can you imagine what it looks like when he’s fucking you?”
“Unlike you, Sweetcheeks,” Seifer put in, “I like to top.”
“Oh God,” Roxas finally said, shaking his head, causing the other four teens to look at him.
“Something wrong, Newbie?” Axel smiled innocently at him, pretending Roxas was not giving him a disgusted look.
“Oh, come on,” the blond said in frustration. “You can’t seriously expect me to not react when you guys talk like that, do you?”
Axel looked back at the others and shrugged. “Seems pretty normal to us.”
“Yeah, to you,” Roxas scoffed, standing up. “I’m straight, thank you very much.” Seifer snickered and turned his head away while Hayner burst into giggles. Roxas frowned and put his hands on his hips. “What is wrong with you?” he demanded angrily.
Axel grabbed his arm and yanked him back onto the bed. “You may not have been gay when you showed up here,” he said with a grin, “but everyone ends up gay at Camp Cliché.”
Roxas’s eyes widened as Axel took advantage of his disorientation and kissed him softly. “Whoa!” He shoved the redhead back, jumping up. “What the fuck is wrong with you guys? I’m not gay!”
Seifer rolled his eyes and lounged back on his bed. “Not yet.”
“No, not ever!” Hysteria edged its way into Roxas’s voice.
Axel eyed him carefully. “Wait…you’re not…” he started, working things out in his mind.
“Not what? Gay? Yup, not gay.”
“A virgin.”
A silence filled the cabin and Roxas’s ears turned a soft pink. After a moment of attempting to remain calm he forced out, “So?”
Seifer burst out laughing. “Wait, aren’t you like fourteen or something? Even Pence isn’t a virgin anymore!”
Roxas turned a darker shade of red, glancing over at Pence’s smug smile. Feeling humiliated and uncomfortable, he turned and left the cabin quickly.
“Wait, Roxas!” Hayner jumped up and chased after him, catching him at the foot of the steps. “Hang on…”
Roxas huffed quietly and turned to face the other blond. “What?” he snapped angrily.
“They don’t mean it like that,” Hayner tried to excuse his friends’ behavior.
“Oh really?” Roxas looked away, his face still red with anger.
“Yeah…I mean there are a lot of people who come to Camp Cliché as virgins.”
Roxas tried to hold back a sneer at that. “And what, you mean to tell me that they all leave no longer virgins?”
Hayner grinned sheepishly. “Uh…yeah. Basically.”
Roxas felt a horrified shudder pass over him. “Are you fucking kidding me? What the fuck sort of camp is this?”
Hayner shrugged, shoving his hands into his pockets. “I dunno. It’s just something that like…takes over everyone when they come here. Everyone just wants to fuck!”
Roxas was quite for a minute before muttering. “That is so fucked up.”
The taller teen nodded slowly. “Kind of…I mean, everyone’s okay with it, so it’s not all that bad…”
“Does everyone lose their virginity in the first visit?” The spikey haired boy asked nervously.
“Yup.” Hayner grinned happily. “And I’m not going to lie, newbies are kinda like an achievement for people. They see newbies and they want to be the first to…initiate them into camp.”
“Like me?”
“Yup.”
“People want to fuck me?” Disgust was clear in Roxas’s voice.
“Oh yeah.” Hayner let his eyes slide down his body, making the younger teen fidget awkwardly. “Axel does, too, that much is obvious. He and Luxord have like…this bet or something when it comes to devirginizing newbies.”
“That’s disgusting!” Roxas began pacing back and forth, his situation seeming more and more improbable the more his cabin mate spoke.
“Seifer’s got his eyes on your twin, though,” Hayner said offhandedly. “Nearly stuck his hands right up his shorts earlier when he fell into my lap.”
“What?!” Roxas stopped dead, staring at Hayner incredulously.
“Yeah. That in and of itself was a fucking treat. It took almost all my self control not to just…like…” Hayner grinned and stopped talking at the death glare he was receiving from the newbie. “Sorry.”
Roxas opened his mouth to say something, but a loud noise stopped him. They both turned towards the cabin, where the shout had come from. They both bounded up the stairs and threw open the door to find Seifer pinned on his stomach by Axel, who was straddling.
“You say no one can top you, I say that’s a challenge,” the redhead cackled gleefully.
“Get the fuck off me, you motherfucking piece of shit!” Seifer shouted, still struggling. Despite being quite scrawny, it seemed as though Axel was very strong.
“Nope, I’m gonna fuck you until you scream my name,” Axel purred, running his fingers down Seifer’s jawline, who shuddered visibly, his eyes closing a bit. “See? I knew you liked it.” The redhead released the now-panting teen and sat next to him, grinning. “I love being right.”
Roxas shook his head and sat down on his bed. “This can’t be happening.”
“Don’t worry, everyone loses their virginity sometime,” Pence offered as though it was supposed to cheer Roxas up.
“Gee thanks…” The blond muttered.
“And it makes sense that Seifer would enjoy bottoming a little bit,” the chubby teen continued, “because he’s also had to lose his virginity at one point.”
Axel pondered for a moment. “Yeah…he’s got a point. Who did the deed, Mr. Never-Bottoms?” he teased and poked Seifer’s cheek.
When Seifer said nothing, Hayner piped up. “Seifer was the first to fuck me in my first year. It was your second year, right?”
Seifer nodded and grinned. “It takes people usually a few years before they can bang a newbie, but I got one pretty quickly.”
Hayner rolled his eyes. “Yeah, and it had nothing to do with the fact that I was twelve and impressionable.”
Roxas seemed to choke on his own spit. “You were twelve?” he asked incredulously.
“Well don’t seem so startled,” Axel laughed. “That’s usually when people lose their virginity here. I was twelve. You don’t know the guy, though. He was my mentor at the time.” Roxas blanched at the thought of an eighteen year old having sex with a twelve year old. “Seify, you haven’t told us who deflowered your bum!” Axel draped himself over the blond who blushed slightly.
“It…um…”
“Come on, you can tell us!” Hayner encouraged with an excited grin.
After a few more pleas from the boys (excluding Roxas), Seifer let out a sigh. “Fine. It was Squall, okay?”
Axel let out a loud laugh. “Are you serious!? He hates you!”
Seifer shifted uncomfortably. “Yeah well, I hate him too, so it all works out.”
“Wai- but…how?” Axel looked absolutely confused and intrigued at the same time.
“Let’s just say,” Seifer didn’t look at anyone as he spoke, “we got in a fight which um…turned into kind of a physical fight which…sort of turned into some other physical actions.” For a moment, the cabin was filled with catcalls and laughter. Roxas shook his head and laid down, pulling his pillow over his head.
“So fucked up,” came his muffled voice.
Axel stood and patted Roxas’s leg, who pulled away instantly. “Don’t worry kid, you’ll get used to it. Catch ya later!” He waved to the other three teens before heading out.
The cabin fell into silence. After a moment, Hayner spoke up. “Hey, Roxas – “
“Don’t talk to me,” the blond cut him off sharply, not wanting to hear what he had to say.