All I wanna do is make love to you

Chapter 5: Snowflakes

“Hey Tidus.”

Tidus smiled sarcastically at Sora and turned to face Riku. It was obvious what they had been doing before he got here, he wasn’t stupid. He’d been with Wakka enough times to know what guys looked like after sex.

“So who would this guy be?” Tidus gestured towards Riku.

Riku growled and got off the bed. He stood in front of Sora protectively and bent down to pick up their boxers. He threw Sora’s pair towards the brunet and stepped into his own pair, pulling them up to his waist. He hated this guy; he had left Sora when he needed him most. He needed to pay.

“This guy would be Riku. Name sound familiar?” Riku smirked, pointing a finger at his own chest. Tidus looked Riku in the eye, trying to remember if he knew this guy.

‘Riku. Riku? Where do I know that n-’ Tidus’s face turned from a puzzled look to pure hatred as he looked at Riku.

“You’re the guy who fucked my Sora three years ago!” Tidus yelled in Riku’s face, the anger and betrayal visible in his eyes.

“So you ‘do’ remember me.” Riku’s voice was dripping with sarcasm.

Sora watched fearfully from his position on the bed. He could see the scene twice; once in front of him and again in the mirror that covered the whole of the wall opposite him. He could see himself, still covered in sweat and cum, sitting on the bed wearing nothing but boxers. Tidus was standing with his back to the mirror, fist clenched, wearing his Blitzball uniform. Riku was standing at the foot of the bed, facing Tidus and the mirror, his black satin boxers hanging loosely off his hips. He could see the expression on both their faces; it was the same, hate.

“How could you do that to Sora? We were happy!” Tidus cried.

“Happy were you? If I remember correctly Sora was the one who came onto me. He was standing in front of me, wearing nothing but a towel. He said: “Like what you see?”

Tidus looked over at Sora who had a dreamy smile on his face, the brunet remembered saying that.

“Is this true? You came onto him?” Tidus asked Sora accusingly.

Sora nodded and looked at his ex. The man was practically shaking with anger.

“And I thought you loved me. Shows how wrong I was. I actually came back to see if you wanted to start things up again. You’re no better than a whore. Go back to your brothel you slu- ah!” Tidus reeled in pain and stumbled backwards slightly.

Riku shook his fist, wiping Tidus’s blood off it. That guy had crossed a line.

“Never call Sora a slut!” Riku yelled at Tidus who was trying to stop the flow of blood pouring from his nose.

“You punched me you bastard! Now you’re gonna get it!” Tidus wiped his nose with his arm and stood up, staring at Riku.

Tidus struck Riku first, kneeing him hard in the chest, knocking the wind out of him. Riku grunted and clung to the first thing his hands found. This happened to be Tidus’s shoulders. The blond took this too his advantage and pulled Riku towards him.

Sora watched in horror as Riku was pulled forwards towards Tidus, still winded and gasping for breath. He had to do something, Tidus was dangerous. The blond had told Sora about his adventures in Spira. He had disappeared for one day and come back thinking it was a year later. Of course at the time he’d failed to mention the fact that he’d made out with a girl called Yuna and lost his virginity to some Wakka guy. Sora hadn’t found that out until they broke up. The blond had learned how to fight in that time span, making him extremely dangerous and strong.

Tidus wrapped his hands around Riku’s neck, squeezing with all his strength.

Sora’s eyes widened in panic.

Riku tried desperately to breathe, digging his nails into Tidus’s shoulders.

‘No! Riku!’ Sora’s mind screamed.

Tidus smiled evilly.

Sora had to do something; he searched through his bedside drawer.

Riku could see Sora in the mirror, he prayed for him to hurry.

‘There’s gotta be something in here!’ Sora sorted frantically through the drawer’s contents.

Tidus wasn’t watching Sora; he was concentrating on suffocating Riku.

Sora had found something, his eyes rested on a silver box.

Riku’s eyes began to water as he felt himself running out of oxygen.

Sora lifted the lid of the box, his eyes fixing the glistening metal inside.

Tidus knew Riku was nearly gone; he was turning an appealing shade of red.

Sora grabbed the gun from the box and spun around.

Riku knew he was dying, his vision became clouded.

Sora pointed the gun straight at Tidus’s chest; he had to do this now.

Tidus heard the cock of a gun and looked up to see Sora pointing a pistol straight at him.

Sora took one look at Riku and squeezed the trigger.

Riku heard the loud gunshot and stumbled backwards blindly as Tidus released the grip on his neck.

Sora stared in horror, what had he done?

Tidus stumbled backwards and released his grip on Riku.

The bullet shot straight through Tidus and came out the other side, hitting the mirror.

(Tidus’s POV)

I heard the mirror shatter behind me. Time seemed to slow down as I slumped down against the previously-mirrored wall. I felt the shards of glass dig into my back and fall on and around me. They covered me like snowflakes in winter, tiny and delicate, glistening in the light.

I looked down and saw the blood pouring down my front, staining my skin red as it trailed down from the hole where my heart was. I brought my eyes to focus on the bed. Riku lay on his back, gasping for breath. Sora was stroking the silver bangs from his sweat-covered forehead, a gentle and loving look on his face.

‘They don’t care if I die. Sora doesn’t care. I still love him, always will. He doesn’t love me. I died in vain.’

That was my last thought, as I sat there, covered in my own blood and those glass snowflakes. My heart was broken, I wanted to die.