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Kingdom Hearts › Slash/Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult +
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6
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3
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Chapter 3
Disclaimer - still doesn't own...
Warning - The same as in chapter one.
AN - I'm not too sure what I think of this chapter but anyway, here we go...
Chapter 3.
Sora grabbed his luggage and walked towards the airport exit, the wheels of the baggage cart he used squeaked as he wheeled it in front of him as he walked through the doors and into the warm sunlight of a tropical afternoon. He looked around the parking lot searching for a familiar face while he felt his palms getting sweaty, he both looked forward to and dreading seeing his brother again.
...There on top of the ugliest car he'd ever seen he saw a halo of golden hair, Sora felt his heart clench and he had difficulties drawing his breath. There his brother was and he was so beautiful... As Sora approached the vehicle Roxas jumped off the car and walked closer to his brother, Sora gasped as he studied his twin. Roxas was gorgeous but he looked so different from the brother he remembered. He was so pale with dark circles around his eyes; it looked as though he hadn't slept for weeks. His golden hair was longer and brushed against the collar of his shirt, it was still defying gravity though and golden spikes were all over the place. Sora saw that Roxas had several piercings, one in his eyebrow one in his nose and several more in both ears. It looked so hot on his brother but it also reminded Sora how different they were now, they didn't look much like twins anymore. That thought hurt, it was as if one more tie binding him to Roxas had suddenly snapped. Sora tugged the sleeves of his sweater down over his hands so that Roxas wouldn't see his scars. Then Sora slapped on one of his trademark grins on his face, hoping his brother wouldn't see it was fake and walked towards his twin...
Roxas had been waiting a long time and he was starting to get a little restless, right when he was about to go inside and look for his brother he caught sight of familiar chocolate spikes bouncing towards him. He jumped off the car and started to walk toward his twin. Roxas saw beautiful cobalt eyes watching his every move and then a smile lit up his twins face, but the smile didn't reach those beautiful eyes and Roxas knew it was fake just like the smiles Sora had smiled before he left. Before Sora had a chance to do anything else Roxas took two steps forward and enveloped him in his arms. There right at this moment things were like they should be in Roxas world, he had his twin in his arms where he belonged. Roxas inhaled his brother scent, a mixture of vanilla and apples with a hint of something else that was just the essence of Sora himself. He felt Sora’s arms embrace him back a moment before Sora stepped out of reach and just like that the hole inside of Roxas was back. His twin might be back but everything wasn't as it should be, not yet but Roxas would do everything in his power to make Sora need him just as much as he needed Sora. For his brother Roxas would do anything.
As they loaded Sora's luggage in to the car they still hadn't said a said a word to each other, it wasn't a comfortable silence either. None of the brothers really knew what to say and nobody wanted to take the first step. When Sora loaded a bag into the trunk of the car his shirt rode up and Roxas got a peek of honey colored skin and an enticing bellybutton that he wanted nothing more than to trace with his tongue, he wondered what his brother would think if he grabbed him right there and licked the skin of his stomach. He would probably freak out and be on the first plane back to France Roxas thought with a sigh. Sora hadn't seen the longing look that Roxas sent him so he closed the trunk and went around the car and placed himself in the passenger seat. Roxas turned the key and started the car...
"So", Roxas suddenly said making Sora jump in his seat. ”I thought I drop you of at the parents place before I head home."
"What do you mean?" Sora asked. "Don't you live there too?"
"Not anymore, dad kicked me out about eight months ago when he caught me screwing one of his business partners on the living room couch."
"Oh" Sora said as he clenched his fists so tight he could feel his nails breaking the skin of his palms. "So you and Riku aren't together then?"
"No that ended almost before it begun. Riku...was a mistake..."
Oh God it hurt so much, Sora hadn't realized something could hurt so much! Sora loved and wanted his brother more than anything and two years ago he felt as if he lost his brother and his best friend to at the same time and now he found out that it hadn't meant anything to his brother. Well it meant something to Sora; it meant that his brother would rather be with anyone else but him. He had to fix this; somehow he would make his brother want him his sanity depended on it. Sora was through fighting his feelings.
"Um Roxas, do you think it's possible I can stay with you instead of at home with mom and dad?" Sora asked pleading blue eyes fixed on his brother.
Roxas heart almost stopped. He wants to stay with me he thought full of joy, then he remembered what his place looked like with alcohol bottles and drug syringes littering the place. Not to mention his weird and colorful "friends" that almost always hung around there. He didn't want Sora to see that and to know that about him, for Sora he wanted to be good and strong. He had to straighten his place and himself up before he could have Sora over.
”I don't think that's such a good idea" he said. "We'll meet lots anyways in school and so on" he continued.
"Oh ok no biggie, I just thought it could be nice spending time together but you're right it's no big deal"...
He doesn't want me, he doesn’t want me was all that was going through Sora’s mind, he felt so dejected. His hand went to his jeans pocket where he felt the comforting form of his silver pocket knife; he could feel the skin on his arms longing for the blade. It's just you and me tonight he thought as he ran his fingers over the smooth surface of the blade, He doesn't want me!
The rest of the drive was conducted in silence...
AN- So there you have chapter three. This chapter was kind of blaaah to me but don't worry it will pick up soon. I'm going to try to let up on the angst a bit in the next chapter; we'll see how it goes...
Warning - The same as in chapter one.
AN - I'm not too sure what I think of this chapter but anyway, here we go...
Chapter 3.
Sora grabbed his luggage and walked towards the airport exit, the wheels of the baggage cart he used squeaked as he wheeled it in front of him as he walked through the doors and into the warm sunlight of a tropical afternoon. He looked around the parking lot searching for a familiar face while he felt his palms getting sweaty, he both looked forward to and dreading seeing his brother again.
...There on top of the ugliest car he'd ever seen he saw a halo of golden hair, Sora felt his heart clench and he had difficulties drawing his breath. There his brother was and he was so beautiful... As Sora approached the vehicle Roxas jumped off the car and walked closer to his brother, Sora gasped as he studied his twin. Roxas was gorgeous but he looked so different from the brother he remembered. He was so pale with dark circles around his eyes; it looked as though he hadn't slept for weeks. His golden hair was longer and brushed against the collar of his shirt, it was still defying gravity though and golden spikes were all over the place. Sora saw that Roxas had several piercings, one in his eyebrow one in his nose and several more in both ears. It looked so hot on his brother but it also reminded Sora how different they were now, they didn't look much like twins anymore. That thought hurt, it was as if one more tie binding him to Roxas had suddenly snapped. Sora tugged the sleeves of his sweater down over his hands so that Roxas wouldn't see his scars. Then Sora slapped on one of his trademark grins on his face, hoping his brother wouldn't see it was fake and walked towards his twin...
Roxas had been waiting a long time and he was starting to get a little restless, right when he was about to go inside and look for his brother he caught sight of familiar chocolate spikes bouncing towards him. He jumped off the car and started to walk toward his twin. Roxas saw beautiful cobalt eyes watching his every move and then a smile lit up his twins face, but the smile didn't reach those beautiful eyes and Roxas knew it was fake just like the smiles Sora had smiled before he left. Before Sora had a chance to do anything else Roxas took two steps forward and enveloped him in his arms. There right at this moment things were like they should be in Roxas world, he had his twin in his arms where he belonged. Roxas inhaled his brother scent, a mixture of vanilla and apples with a hint of something else that was just the essence of Sora himself. He felt Sora’s arms embrace him back a moment before Sora stepped out of reach and just like that the hole inside of Roxas was back. His twin might be back but everything wasn't as it should be, not yet but Roxas would do everything in his power to make Sora need him just as much as he needed Sora. For his brother Roxas would do anything.
As they loaded Sora's luggage in to the car they still hadn't said a said a word to each other, it wasn't a comfortable silence either. None of the brothers really knew what to say and nobody wanted to take the first step. When Sora loaded a bag into the trunk of the car his shirt rode up and Roxas got a peek of honey colored skin and an enticing bellybutton that he wanted nothing more than to trace with his tongue, he wondered what his brother would think if he grabbed him right there and licked the skin of his stomach. He would probably freak out and be on the first plane back to France Roxas thought with a sigh. Sora hadn't seen the longing look that Roxas sent him so he closed the trunk and went around the car and placed himself in the passenger seat. Roxas turned the key and started the car...
"So", Roxas suddenly said making Sora jump in his seat. ”I thought I drop you of at the parents place before I head home."
"What do you mean?" Sora asked. "Don't you live there too?"
"Not anymore, dad kicked me out about eight months ago when he caught me screwing one of his business partners on the living room couch."
"Oh" Sora said as he clenched his fists so tight he could feel his nails breaking the skin of his palms. "So you and Riku aren't together then?"
"No that ended almost before it begun. Riku...was a mistake..."
Oh God it hurt so much, Sora hadn't realized something could hurt so much! Sora loved and wanted his brother more than anything and two years ago he felt as if he lost his brother and his best friend to at the same time and now he found out that it hadn't meant anything to his brother. Well it meant something to Sora; it meant that his brother would rather be with anyone else but him. He had to fix this; somehow he would make his brother want him his sanity depended on it. Sora was through fighting his feelings.
"Um Roxas, do you think it's possible I can stay with you instead of at home with mom and dad?" Sora asked pleading blue eyes fixed on his brother.
Roxas heart almost stopped. He wants to stay with me he thought full of joy, then he remembered what his place looked like with alcohol bottles and drug syringes littering the place. Not to mention his weird and colorful "friends" that almost always hung around there. He didn't want Sora to see that and to know that about him, for Sora he wanted to be good and strong. He had to straighten his place and himself up before he could have Sora over.
”I don't think that's such a good idea" he said. "We'll meet lots anyways in school and so on" he continued.
"Oh ok no biggie, I just thought it could be nice spending time together but you're right it's no big deal"...
He doesn't want me, he doesn’t want me was all that was going through Sora’s mind, he felt so dejected. His hand went to his jeans pocket where he felt the comforting form of his silver pocket knife; he could feel the skin on his arms longing for the blade. It's just you and me tonight he thought as he ran his fingers over the smooth surface of the blade, He doesn't want me!
The rest of the drive was conducted in silence...
AN- So there you have chapter three. This chapter was kind of blaaah to me but don't worry it will pick up soon. I'm going to try to let up on the angst a bit in the next chapter; we'll see how it goes...