Accidental Infatuation

Accidental Infatuation
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Chapter 20

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Authors Note: I did it!! I posted the twentieth chapter in 2009! Yes, I know, it’s New Years Eve, but it is still 2009, hehe. What better way to ring in the new year than with a new chapter? Anyway, enjoy!
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After Riku catches his breath and regains some strength, Naminé chooses that moment to re-enter the room, holding a small paper pill cup and a plastic glass of water.

“Dr. Vexen was checking on the nurse when I got there.” Naminé whispers, almost as if she would break the tension if she spoke any louder. “He gave me some sleeping pills too, with the strict instruction that you are to go right to your room and get some rest. He also said that he would personally go take care of Sephiroth for you. And he said to say that you are excused from everything for the next week while you are recovering.”

I hear my boyfriend sigh in relief, before hissing in pain at the action. Immediately, I reach over and place my hand against his forearm and rubbing it hopefully a calming manner. “Thanks, Naminé.” He finally gets out, placing one hand over top of my own.

Wheeling over to us, she hands him the pills first, then the water and he swallows both in turn. “Want some help getting to you room?” I question, using my free hand to move some of his pale hair out of the way, revealing that the skin around his left eye was indeed starting to change colour from his normal tone to a darker shade, and I know that soon it will definitely be black and blue.

Getting a nod, I look over at Demyx for any ideas; I can’t help but feel somewhat helpless about the situation. For pretty much the first time since I got here, I feel utterly useless because I am in a wheelchair. How am I going to even help my boyfriend when he in this kind of shape because I can’t even stand on my own two feet. I can’t carry him, I can’t support him. I can’t even have him lean on me for god’s sake! Quickly blinking away the hot angry tears that I feel pooling in the corners of my eyes, I just hope that Demyx can think of someway for us to get him into bed without hurting him even more. I’m freaking just a little too much to be much a help.

“Riku, why don’t you sit on Sora’s lap, me and Sora will push you,” Demyx suggests, and it really probably the only way to do this. When Naminé asks in her timid voice what she can do, Demyx just smiles and tells her that she can follow us with his crutches, because he is going need them afterwards. Trying to be as gentle as possible, we guide Riku to stand up before deciding that it might be easier for me to hold on to him, if he is sitting across my body rather than forward on it. His long legs dangle off the side of my wheelchair as he carefully lifts a shaky arm from around his torso to wrap around my neck. With an extra amount of care, I softly reach my own arm around his chest, holding him securely against me, mostly for the shear need of wanting to feel him right there, and to help keep him from sliding off. The whole movement draws a few noises of pain from Riku, each sound driving though my entire being right down to my soul. I feel so responsible for his pain, and that is a saddening thought.

I vaguely notice that Demyx has made his way to behind me, taking one handle of my chair before handing his crutches to Naminé, who has suddenly become as silent as the moon, obviously shocked by the entire series of events. Frankly, I am shocked as well, but the need to get Riku into a real bed pretty much overthrows that. Though they are all over shadowed by my guilt and the feeling of uneasiness, but I do my best to try and banish those thoughts to the deepest corners of my mind. Well, at least until I am alone and have the time to spend on them. But right now, I just need to make sure he is alright and comfortable. I can’t afford to dwell on anything else right now.

“Demyx, are you sure you are going to be alright without your crutches?” I hear Naminé whisper, breaking her silence for only a moment as she asks the same question that I had briefly thought of in the initial second that his plan was told to us, but it had been brushed aside almost instantly.

I hear him chuckle lightly behind me. “I should be fine. We’ll be going at a snail’s pace, because this is going to throw my balance off, but it is better than us just sitting here and waiting for someone. We need to get him to bed. I’ll be glad when the sleeping pills kick in, and it should be soon.” The light tone of his voice is the only warning I get before I start moving forward. The movements are slow and determined, if a little shaky. Then again, I tend to forget that Riku and Demyx have known each other for years, and even if they don’t always show it, they are really close. Especially in times like these, it really shows that they care a lot about one another and will do anything for one another.

It doesn’t take long for me to realize that another reason why Naminé has come along. With Demyx behind me, my arms wrapped around Riku, and Riku’s arms as well, there really isn’t anyone but her to open any closed doors that we come across. The entire time that we are travelling slowly down the hall, I continue to just whisper little nothings to Riku, feeling him nuzzle his face into my neck. His skin feels so warm against my own as I will myself not to cry. Crying will do nothing to help Riku, and the added stress probably isn’t good for him either. So I just continued my quiet words of comfort, hoping that he can feel the love and care that I am trying to convey to him.

Much sooner than I anticipated, we arrived at the unmarked door that led to Riku and Sephiroth’s apartment. I’ve only been in the large suite a handful of times, mostly because Riku doesn’t care to spend much time here and have to contend with his brother when he could just spend the time with me, Roxy, Axel, Dem and the girls. Not that I blame him for that, from what I know of Sephiroth outside my sessions. But obviously Demyx has been in here enough times before and seems to know exactly where he is going. With a quiet instruction to Naminé to hold the door open and stand guard and watch for Sephiroth, Demyx pushes us into the startlingly clean apartment. But I don’t pay any attention to the surroundings as I concentrate on make sure that Riku’s legs don’t hit anything as we travel through the rooms. And I’m suddenly grateful that all the places in the clinic are one floor with no steps.

He makes it down the somewhat darkened hallway to the room I know to be Riku’s. Without prompting or instruction, I watch as Riku detangles one arm from under mine and reaches up to take hold of the doorknob and pushes it open. Still keeping a close check on my breathing, Demyx pushes us into the room, flipping on a light for us. And just like the rest of the apartment, my boyfriend’s room is impeccably clean, and surprisingly sparse in the furniture department. But there will be more time in the future to admire the room. Right now, I just need to concern myself with getting Riku comfortable.

With a few subdued hisses and groans, we are pushed right up next to the bed, and I help my boyfriend off of my lap and assist him as much as I can in getting him onto the bed with its crisp white sheets and black and red comforter. Unfortunately, this is where Demyx has become next to useless as he still needs to hold tightly onto the back of my chair, or he’s be sprawled on the floor. Watching closely and offering my assistance as much as possible, Riku finally gets seated on his bed, and let’s out a deep sigh of relief which is quickly followed by a hiss of pain and his hand flies to grasp his side.

“If that fucker bruised my ribs, I’m going to kill him.” Riku’s words are starting to get a little slurred, and I can assure that that is just those pills starting to kick in.

“Shh. You can deal with him when you are feeling better.” I tell him, helping him remove his pants and shoes. He is barely able to keeping awake as we strip him down to just his dark green shirt and black boxers. And as flushed as I normally would have gotten at the thought of seeing my boyfriend in such a state of undress, it doesn’t even faze me right now. Helping him lean back on his pillows, I gently pull the blanket up over him, the sound of his breathing levelling off an encouraging one.

“Sora.” His voice is becoming quieter by the minute as he reaches a hand up in a motion for me to take it.

Grasping lightly as to not hurt him further, I place a soft kiss on the knuckles in my hold before pressing his hand up against my cheek. “You’ll be okay. You just need to get some rest,” I whisper, reaching my other hand down to cup his cheek. He definitely is feeling warm, and I can only hope that the pills that Demyx had gotten for him will help keep the fever off.

“None of this was your fault.” The words draw a small gasp from me. Was he somehow reading my thoughts? I know that people say that when you lose the use of one of your senses, the others become heightened, but I didn’t think that it meant included things like mind reading.

“But how…”

He just gives out a breathy laugh. “Sora, you are practically exuding worry and self blame. Trust me. Seph is just a fucking asswad and will get what he deserves. In no way do I blame you for any of this. As you said, all I need is some rest. Before you know it, we’ll all be sitting out on our blanket and yelling at Roxas and Axel to stop making out.” When both start laughing, at the statement, I can still only hear the sharper intakes of breath that he is taking. The sounds once again go straight through my entire soul, and I can only hope to keep those pestering tears inside for just a little longer.

Leaning down, I carefully press my lips up against his. For the first time, they are not smooth and moist, but dry and chapped. Man, I can only hope that I don’t have any sessions with Sephiroth over the next couple of days, or else I’m not sure I will be able to hold my tongue, among other things. Tentatively, I allow my own tongue to sneak out of my mouth, running it along the thin, dry lips of my boyfriend. Hearing a small groan come from him, I quickly move to pull away. I couldn’t stand it if I was hurting him even more. But when I feel the hand that I had pressed against my cheek move around to the back of my neck, I understand just what the moan is from.

In response, I continue to lightly run my tongue along the cracking flesh, leaving a trail of moisture in my wake. It mixes with his natural flavour of honey as I lap up that heady flavour. Just as I move to suck the bottom lip between my own, I choke down a gasp of surprise when his lips part without any prior warning. Instantly, the hand at the back of my neck forces me to him and our kiss to deepen. His flavour floods into my entire mouth, making me drunk with arousal. Oh, I need him so much! His tongue brushes up against my own and it is all I can do to not moan out at the contact.

Feeling the warm organ probing around inside my mouth is a welcome sensation as I meet the questing tongue with my own, making sure to rub mine up against his to taste as much of him as possible. It’s so hard to imagine that only a little over a month ago, we were hiding the fact that we were dating from half of out friends staying here. And Roxy and Axel weren’t even together then. Its amazing just how much has happened in such a short amount of time. And the emotion that is so deeply involved with all this surprises me. Maybe I am just caught up in the fact that I have my first boyfriend, but something deep inside me tells me that it isn’t just that.

I finally let out a quiet moan in response to the kiss as my tongue is pulled into my boyfriend’s mouth and his teeth gently graze over the sensitized surface. Everything is so wonderful about him, and he brings so much to my surface that I never even knew that I had buried deep inside me. There is no doubt in my mind now that Riku was definitely the one to pull me from my dark prison, but there was something familiar about the warmth of that silvery light. My mind continues to wander as our tongues duel fiercely against each other, with a desire that is apparent in both of our actions, we both need this more that we would ever be able to understand.

But our moment isn’t meant to last as I hear someone clear their throat behind me, a strange hand coming to rest on my shoulder at the same time. Reluctantly, I pull away from my boyfriend’s lips, hearing him breathing shallowly once more. That sound shoots through my body, assaulting me with guilt until I see the sleepy smile that is on his face.

“Sora, I think that it’s time to let Riku get some rest.” Demyx. Oh, right. I forgot about him standing right behind me. Blushing slightly, I lean down and place one more gentle kiss on his forehead after brushing the slightly damp bangs off the sweat glistened skin.

“Sleep well, Riku.” I whisper before Demyx begins to pull me away. I almost groan at the cliché way that our hands stretch out to hold onto one another as long as possible before it is only our finger tips touching. Maybe I should be glad that Demyx isn’t able to walk that fast. But all too soon, our fingers fall from one another, our arms falling back down to our sides.

“Good night, Sora.” I hear him whisper as we exit the room, something else following the statement that I can’t make out. But by the time that I turn around, Demyx has already turned the light out and closed the door behind us. I don’t offer any words as we make our way back out of the apartment suite, Dem just pushing me along as fast as he can. By the time that we get out to the hallway, I can hear Demyx let out a sigh of relief as Naminé comes into view, his crutches still lying across her lap.

As soon as she hears us, her head jerks up and she looks over at us. “How is he doing? What took you guys so long? Is he going to be okay?” she questions, holding the crutches out to Demyx to take, which he takes immediately.

“Sora and Riku decided to forget that I was there and started in on their own little bit of fun without inviting me.” Demyx smiles, though I can see something else shining behind his green eyes. Worry, fear and even a little bit of anger are there and I can’t help but let out a small sigh of relief that eases just a little bit of my guilt induced pain. At least I know that Riku has many people to take care of him and worry about him.

Naminé just lets her jaw drop and I suddenly think that I have done something to offend her or make her angry. “You mean I missed my daily dose of live action boys loving?”

Guess I haven’t offended her. But I never thought that I would be so happy to have the boy's love obsessed Naminé back. It really was strange this afternoon to see her so down in the dumps and not really herself. And no matter how much I might regret ever thinking this, I think I like her better when Naminé is trying to catch any of us in a kiss or other intimate embrace. “Sorry, Nam.” I smile gently; hoping to keep her spirits up, no matter how much my own may have may have fallen.

“So, how is he doing?” She repeats, her voice losing some of the playfulness though not going down to the same level of depression it had been at earlier. I can’t believe how hard she is taking all this. Then again, I have often compared Naminé’s personality to Aerith’s, and I know that my sister would be reacting the same way and with the same amount of compassion.

“Well, it could be worse. Just from the way that he was moving, I doubt that there are any broken bones. Probably just some deep tissue bruises, maybe even a bruised bone. Though, I’m going to go talk to my Dad and send him up. And after that, Dad will go talk to Sephiroth. So, I would suggest if anyone is going to be around tonight, you are going to want to stay out of his way. Cause he will be in a right foul mood after that.” Though the words hint at some of Demyx’s normally carefree attitude, the tone in which he speaks is completely serious. And I am going to heed that warning for sure.

Not wanting to really be around anyone but Riku or Roxy right now, I silently excuse myself from the two blondes, they just continue down the hall towards Dr. Vexen’s office. I’m not sure if they have even noticed my departure. My thoughts wander again as I wheel myself down the hallway in the now familiar path to my room. Why did that silver light from the other day feel so familiar to me? When else would I have felt something like that? I mean, I always know what Riku’s presence feels like, and though that is like what I felt that time, the light had held something more. But what?

As I turn the second to last corner to my room, it hits me as if I had just run into a brick wall. The first panic attack that I had here, that had ended with that bright flash silver light. Could it really be that? That was before I even knew Riku really. Was there already something forged between us after such a little amount of time? Is that even possible? I mean, I know that I developed a crush really quickly and my dreams had swiftly followed that direction, but how could my mind have conjured up something like that? Especially because it happened again and I am almost positive that this last time was not something that I dreamed up. Riku even told me about what he went through that day, and it is exactly the same as what I felt, and I never fully told him everything about my ordeal. I just kind of listened to him that day and afterwards when I told him about the silver light, I could have sworn that I felt like it was washing over me again.

So if I had forged this type of bond with Riku so quickly, what does it mean? What exactly is it? Especially if it has been building from the moment that I met him. I know now that I need to talk to my brother about all this. Like right now. I don’t even want to think of the most likely cause until I have a chance to talk to Roxy about it.

I make one last corner before I enter the hallway that our room is in, and I immediately stop, my eyes going wide. Just as I come into sight of my door, the door flies open, and following that, Axel stumbles out as if he had just been pushed from behind. And there is one thing that I notice that I really wish that I hadn’t noticed.

Axel is buck freaking bare assed naked!

“Dammit, Rox! Not so rough!” he whines, and I am grateful that he has his hands covering his front. I don’t need to see my twin’s boyfriend like this. “Can’t I at least get dressed before you kick me out? It’s fricking freezing out here! You don’t want it to fall off, do you?”

Before I can avert my eyes, Axel’s hands lift up to catch the flying fabric that comes shooting out of my still open door. Blushing brightly, I snap my eyes shut, trying desperately to think of better things than my brother’s naked boyfriend. As it is, I’m probably going to have nightmares about this and be scarred for life.

“Axel, please tell me when you’re not naked anymore.” I plead, hearing what sounds like him jumping up and down on one foot. But the moment that the words finish coming out of my mouth, I hear a loud crash, but I am too afraid to open my eyes to see what caused it.

“Fucking hell! Make a little noise next time, Sora.” Axel grunts with an exasperated air. With only one other string of grunts and a very imaginative curses, I continue to just sit there in the middle of the hallway with my eyes squeezed tightly shut, waiting for Axel to hopefully put some form of clothes on, and not choose right now to play a cruel joke on me. “Alright.” He finally says, and tentatively I open one eye just a crack. And much to my relief, he is indeed wearing a pair of black boxers. Not nearly as much clothing as I would like him to be wearing, but definitely an improvement. Letting out a sigh, I let both my eyes ease open and I continue to move down the hallway towards my room.

“Thanks. I think that I might be traumatized though.” I try and give a smile to the redhead, but obviously the effort I made isn’t nearly enough to hide the remaining worry that is in my voice as one sculpted crimson eyebrow lifts high into the air.

“Man, I can’t believe that he was right.” The corner of Axel’s mouth turns upwards slightly as he takes a few steps towards me.

“Right? Who was right?” I question, resisting the urge to growl at him as his hand lands right on top of my head, ruffling my somewhat styled hair.

“Roxas kicked me out because something happened and you needed him, so you’d be here right away.” There is a slight chuckle to his words, but it isn’t at all condescending. In fact, it is almost affectionate in a platonic way. “Lexaeus is on his way to help get you into the bed. You guys just do that twinny thing that makes you both feel better.” Without giving me any chance to respond, Axel just turns with one final smile and saunters off down the hallway, completely unphased that he is barefoot and wearing nothing but a pair of black boxers.

I wheel myself over to my door, finally seeing my brother sitting on the edge of our bed, wearing his own boxers and what looks suspiciously like one of Axel’s shirts. There is a slight flush to his cheeks, and his own hair is completely dishevelled. There is no question in my mind what they were doing. Eww. I just hope to god that it wasn’t on my side of the bed.

“You okay, Sor?” Roxy whispers and I look up only to meet cerulean eyes glazed with panic and worry. Man, I can’t believe that he was so worried about me that he kicked Axel out when they were doing that. I have the best brother in the world. Before I get the chance to answer him, there is a knock on the door and the hulking gorilla Lexaeus appears. He comes in and helps me into the bed, Roxy standing up to allow it. With his arm still bandaged and bound to his chest, we found it difficult to manipulate the sling lift, and this is just easier. Waiting until Roxy gets comfortable next to me, I wonder where exactly to start.

“Just start with why you were having issues with a possible panic attack?” the tone of his voice is calming to me and I am so glad that he is hear with me.

“Well, Nami was having some doubts and such, so she told us about why she and Kairi are her, and it really is quite sad and she needed comfort. So Demy and I tried to cheer her up. But then after that, Riku came into the cafeteria and apparently he did something to really piss Sephiroth off or something and I guess that the way that Sephiroth handles that kind of thing is by practically beating Riku during their fencing practices. So he has gotten some pills and is resting in bed now, and Dr. Vexen is going to go up and check him soon. But the part that is the worse is that the reason Sephiroth got so pissed off is because we think that Sephiroth saw us kissing after your surgery and is freaking out about that.” I ramble on, and the entire time I can just feel that Roxy is trying not to laugh at me. “What’s so funny?”

“That’s not all you are worried about is it?” with a smile, I just kind of snuggle closer to him as best I can, burying my face into his beck, trying not to giggle when it obviously smells like cinnamon and betraying what he and Axel were doing. But as soon as it feels his hand come up and press against the back of my head, I lose all my laughter.

“How is it that you always know what it is that is bugging me?” I whisper.

This time I can hear only a single laugh. “I’m supposed to know these things. I’m your twin. So what is it?”

Taking in a deep breath, I try and come up with the best words to express what I need to say. “Have you ever been truly in love Roxy? Not lust or infatuation, but real, true, butterflies in the stomach love?”

My whispered words caused my brother to pause in his motions and he was completely silent for some time. “You think so, Sor?”

Smiling, I pull back from him and look into his eyes and I just see happy curiosity there. “Yeah.”

He breaks out into his own smile before pulling me into a tight hug. “I’m glad.”

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You have no idea how excited I am about getting this chapter out on time! Especially because I was positive that I was going to be late posting it, lol. And as always, to my beautiful muse Pahoyhoy, thank you so much for the last minute beta job and just for being you, I love you and hope that 2010 brings us together again, which I know it will! You continue to be my inspiration and I am forever grateful for you in my life.

Thank you so much to everyone who has continued to support and review this story, I am so overwhelmed that I have hit 20 chapters!!! To think, when I started this story, I didn’t think that it would take off, being such a different idea, and that if I continued on with it, it would only be about 15 chapters long. I’ve never been so glad to be wrong. Thank you all so much for ever single one of your wonderful reviews, I enjoy reading and responding to every single one of them.

I hope that 2010 will bring good things to everyone, as well as hopefully lots more chapters and oneshots and new stories. I look forward to hearing from everyone and sharing these works of fanfiction with you. Everyone have a safe and happy New Year and hello 2010!!! Until next year (hehe)