Accidental Infatuation

Accidental Infatuation
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Chapter Five

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My breath is caught in my throat, seeing him standing there in my doorway. After the dream last night, and the fact that he is currently glistening with sweat, I’m very glad at the moment to have an oxygen mask on to help me breathe properly. “Sure, come on in.” I whisper.

“Sparring with your brother again, Riku? Axel questions, tilting his head towards the doorway. “I can smell you from here.

“Yeah. Um, can I get a little bit of help here, Ax? I’ve never been in this room before.” Riku has a bit of a pissed off look on his face, but he still looks endearing to me. I can’t believe how far I am falling, and how fast. This can’t be good.

“Do you mind if Riku sits in you chair, Sora?” Axel questions, as he stands up and makes sure that the locks are on on the wheels of my chair.

“No. It’s not like I am going to be using it tonight anyway.” I shrug, hoping that Axel won’t notice the slight blush rising up onto my cheeks. At least if he does, I can chalk it up to it being a little warm in here. But after the extremely visual dream with Riku and I being the main stars, it’s all I that I can seem to think about at the moment. This probably isn’t a good thing.

“Good.” The redhead grins, finally walking the six feet or so across the room to where my silver haired crush is waiting with an impatient look plastered across his features. “May I be an escort to the lovely lady?” Axel has an insane smirk on his face, as he bows over and holds out an arm for Riku to grab onto.

“You have about three seconds to stand up and lead me to that chair before I go tell Seph that you’ve taken an interest in fencing.” Riku glares, reluctantly sticking his arm out.

Axel stood up, as straight as a board instantaneously, the look on his face showing his fear of Riku’s threat. I assume that it is not a good thing to spar against Sephiroth. Axel quickly takes a hold of Riku’s arm and slowly leads him across the room to sit in my wheelchair.

“Man, these things never seem to get any more comfortable.” Riku groans after squirming a little to try and get comfortable.

“I think it helps that the most time that you have spent in one is from racing around hallways in them.” Axel laughs, taking a seat on the foot of my bed, being really careful of where my legs are.

“Do I really want to know?” I question, a light laughter still playing in my voice from earlier.

“Not really. But you want to know something really funny?” the smirk that grows instantly on Riku’s face is actually kind of creepy.

“Trust me, this is awesome.” Axel’s smirk matches Riku’s, and to see the two of them like that honestly scares me.

“Alright.” I reply, adjusting my oxygen mask once again.

“Demyx only uses his wheelchair when his back is really bothering him. But recently, the only time that it really bothers him is on days after he has a date with Zexion.” Riku’s voice takes on a tone that just screams pervert.

“You know what that means don’t you?” Axel adds in the same lecherous tone of voice. Something tells me that when the two of them get together, they are a force to be reckoned with.

“That, um, Demyx is a bottom?” I venture, not completely sure if they wanted my honest answer or if it was a rhetorical question. But with my comment, both Riku and Axel burst out into uncontrollable laughter, and I can only sit there, feeling as if I have been left out of an inside joke. Awkwardness is a feeling that I really hate, and in an attempt to pass it, as well as the time, I pick at the lint that is on the ugly puce coloured blanket that I am covered in. I hear slight wheezing noises that sound sort of like words trying to be formed by one of the two of them, but never are the sounds distinguishable enough to be actual words. When the lint on my bed becomes so boring that I can’t bare it anymore, I look up at the white ceiling, waiting for the two of them to settle down enough to speak normally.

“Holy fuck, Riku! I didn’t expect him to get it in one! He’s the first too!” Axel exclaims, clapping me on the shoulder. Riku wipes tears away from his eyes, before turning his sightless vision over towards me.

“Normally people don’t get it. They just go pale and shrug. You’re the first to actually understand.” Both of them still have huge grins on their faces as I shrug again.

“Demyx just seems a little too, um, flamboyant to be a top. Especially after I met Zexion today. He just seems a little more in control of the relationship.” I crack a slight smile, earning a wide eyed look from the redhead.

“You met the ever elusive Zexion? On your second day here? Wow. Demyx must have really taken a shining to you. Zexion hardly ever comes out of the basement. I mean, it took like three weeks for me to meet him.” Axel’s voice takes on a slightly hurt tone, and Riku just chuckles.

“Give it up, Axel. You are not nearly as important as you think you are.” Axel just gives the silver haired teen the finger before slouching forward, arms crossed in front of himself, a pout on his face. I can’t help but laugh at the sight. Earning a glare of my own from the redhead, I quickly clasp my hand over my mouth, and the oxygen mask, in a hope to stop any vagrant giggles.

We stay silent for a few minutes, and I can’t think of anything that will break the slight tension that has fallen over us.

“So, Sora, I have a question for you.” Axel seems to forget all about his pouting as he turns his frown into that malicious grin that I have come to fear over the past couple of hours.

“Um, okay? What is it?” I reply, the last of my laughter leaving me completely at the pure evilness in his voice. It very much scares me.

“Are you a top or a bottom?” Axel asks, and as soon as the words left his mouth, I feel a first class blush burn over my cheeks, even my ears becoming flushed with extreme embarrassment. I can’t believe that the bastard just asked me that! I reach up and bury my face in my hands, ignoring the mask on my face, feeling the need to hide myself even though half the people in the room can’t see. I don’t think that I would have been able to breathe properly if that damn mask wasn’t firmly plastered against my face. But even the cool puffs of pure oxygen do nothing to help tame the scarlet that refuses to leave my cheeks.

“Oh, we’ve got a blusher, Riku.” Axel lets out a deep laugh, and all I can do in my embarrassed state is glare at him.

“Leave him alone, Axel. Sora’s been through enough today. He doesn’t need to deal with any of your shit.” Riku answers in an almost bored tone. Doesn’t anyone realize that I have just been outted? In front of my crush? Hello! There is something wrong with this picture! People shouldn’t be laughing at this! At least Axel stopped laughing as soon as he heard Riku’s tone of voice.

“Fucking asshole. Always ruining my fucking fun.” A grumble is all we get from Axel as he goes back to sulking on the foot of my bed.

“I’m sorry, Sora. You don’t have to answer that, obviously. Axel is just in pure asshole overdrive tonight. If it makes you feel better, Axel is bi, and normally is a top, but if the right guy came along, he’d spread his legs like butter.” The maliciousness has now gone from Axel’s voice, and in an almost tangible cloud, it goes into Riku. I can’t believe that we are talking about this! If it is possible, it feels like my face has gotten even warmer, and my blush has become more intense. Great. Just fricking great.
“No, not really.” I whisper, trying to get off the subject completely.

“At least I know what I am.” Axel huffs. “Unlike some people who have never been with anyone to even know what they like.”

“Never found someone fascinating enough to peak my interest.” Riku just shrugs his shoulders, then turns away from Axel’s direction, and faces only me on the bed. The thought of his undivided attention on me, whether or not he can actually see, is a little unnerving. I liked it better when it was just me and Demyx, or even just me and Axel. It seems that being together just brings out the worse in both Axel and Riku if Demyx isn’t here to take charge of them.

I don’t like the tension that is building in here rapidly, a silence falling over us as well. I can’t understand how it can go from comfortable to awkward in such a hard time.

“You might want to out yourself to Kairi then, just for your information, Sora.” Axel was the first to break the silence, and when I looked over at him, I noticed a slight smile on the redheads face. Not a smirk or a grin, but an actual smile, and I must say, it looks good on him.

“Why? What do you mean?” I ask, confusion obvious in my voice.

“You heard that today at lunch too, Ax?” Riku answers, a smile coming onto his features as well.

Axel just nods, and just like that, the tension is gone and we all seem to let out breaths we don’t know we are holding simultaneously. “Yup. In fact, I’m surprised that Sora didn’t hear it in here even though he was passed out. She can be pretty damn loud when she wants.”

I let out a groan. “I hate when things happen when I am passed out.” This statement earns a raised eyebrow from Riku.

“You pass out a lot?” he asks, unable to keep the light laughter from his voice.

“No, but every time I do, it seems like something like that happens. Once, I walked in on Roxas making out with someone on my bed. I fainted on the spot. When I came to, I was lying on Roxas’ bed, and Roxas was staring at me from my bed, with this huge ‘I-just-got-some’ plastered on his face. I was passed out on the bed next to him while he was getting laid. There is something more than disturbing about that.” I shudder at the memory, that time being the only time that I regretted us sharing a room. The memory causes both Axel and Riku to burst out laughing.

“Damn, I will get to see me some live action twinky twincest some day!” Axel declares, completely off topic, earning a groan from Riku.

“Please tell me that you said no to the whole twincest question thing.” Riku almost begs of me.

“Um, yeah. Roxy isn’t that attractive. Not to me, anyway.” I quake at the thought, before I get an evil idea and a way to get my revenge on Axel for outing me in front of Riku. “Besides, we’re both bottoms. It’d be kind of boring with us both kind of just sitting there waiting for the other to make the first move and take control.” The look on both Axel and Riku’s faces are priceless. Riku’s sightless eyes are wide as saucers, while his mouth hangs open, almost as wide as his eyes. Axel is no better, staring at me and doing a great impression of a fish out of water, every once in a while, his eyes flickering over to the picture of Roxas on my bed side table. Then without warning, Axel quickly clasps his hands over his face.

“God dammit!” his voice is muffled by his hands, and it also sounds as if he is pinching his nose.

“Nosebleed, Ax?” Riku recovered from his shocked state in time to make fun of the unfortunate redhead.

“Fuck you, Riku. I’m going to see Dr.V.” he grumbles, standing up and making his way over to the door, mumbling disjointed along the way, causing both Riku and I burst out into laughter. I begin to wheeze again quickly, and Riku instantly stops laughing.

“You doing okay over there?” he questions, the laughter now gone from his voice and replaced now by seriousness.

“Yeah.” I reply after a moment to calm myself. “So what was Kairi talking about that was so funny, anyway?” I am all of a sudden interested in the original source of our amusement from this topic.

“Oh, right.” He chuckles, the concern all but gone from his voice. “Kairi was telling Nami how much the two of you hit it off last night, and that it was so great, and that Roxas and Nami would hit it off just as well, and then it would be so cool because then you guys would be twins dating twins.” Riku tells me, raising his voice to imitate Kairi’s higher pitched tones.

I blanch, feeling the soup I had finished not that long again threaten to make a reappearance. The thought of being that close to a girl in anyway literally making me sick to my stomach. At least Roxas can tolerate girls; I still can’t even entertain the idea without becoming ill.

“Remind me to out myself to her tomorrow, please?” I squeak, clutching my hands over my stomach in an attempt to will it to settle.

Riku laughs, with a sympathetic tone. “Really don’t like chicks, do you?”

“Nope.” I whisper, and then find myself continuing for some reason. “I can’t even be left alone with one without freaking out in some way, and if they touch me it is even worse. In all honesty, there is only three that I can stand to get close to me. Mom, Aerith, and Cloud’s girlfriend.” I can’t meet his gaze, but then something else comes to me that I need to add. “Can you try not to let me be alone with any of them? And can you not tell anyone about why?”

“Wow. Of course.” Was his only response, before sitting back and looking towards the ceiling. I want to say something, but something deep inside me told me not to in fear of ruining the moment.

“Hey, Sora.” He looks back in my direction, and I have to take a deep gulp of air at the aqua coloured eyes looking over so intently at me. “Can I ask you something?”


“Sure, Riku. What can I do for you?” I reply, deciding that if he asked why my voice was so weak, I would blame it on my earlier panic attack and the laughter we had just shared.

“This might sound a little strange, but do you mind if I take a look at your face, using my hands?” The confidence that I have come to associated with Riku’s voice is not there, and he almost sounds nervous. Then again, he’s basically asking a total stranger is he can come up and just start feeling their face. I debate it for all of two seconds before nodding, catching my self after only a moment.

“Sure. I don’t mind.” I answer, getting that feeling deep in the pit of my stomach. He’s going to be that close to me? I almost can’t believe it until he stands up.

“How far to the bed? I’m not sure if I have ever been in this room.” He asks in a very causal tone.

I look to where he is standing, then to my bed, almost unsure of how I am supposed to explain the distance to him. “Um, the side of the bed is right in front of you. If you walk straight ahead, you’ll end up at about my knees. It will be about four or five steps. And I don’t think that I can see anything on the floor that you would step on or run into.” I look up at him and receive a nod; I guess that was good enough for him. I can’t seem to take my eyes off of him as he gracefully takes the first two steps away from my chair, before he stops, a confused look overtaking his features.

“I don’t mean to sound rude or heartless with this question, so please excuse me. But how much feeling do you have in your legs?” I could see the teen shifting his weight from foot to foot in nervousness as he waited for my answer. “I don’t want to accidentally hurt you.”

“I only have a little right now. I have a sense of position, and very slight pinprick sensation, but other than that, I have no feeling or movement from my hips down.” I tell him, after only a brief hesitation. I mean, he must get the same type of question all the time. Hell, I asked him that within minutes of knowing him, so the least I can do is return the favour.

As soon as I answer, a small smile forms on Riku’s lips. “Thanks. Most people have a hard time admitting any of their injuries. I’m glad that you feel comfortable enough with it to share.” I blush slightly at the statement as he begins to once again start the small journey over to my bed. His pale arms are held out in front of him, as he takes the last few steps across the room before his arms finally come in contact with my bed. His hands run gingerly over the blanket that had been placed over my legs, as if he felt that if he pressed any harder I would break. I feel slightly like a pervert as I watch him so intently. Every move that he makes seems to be deliberate, but so natural. His pale hand runs up my leg, and it is the oddest thing in the world to watch someone touch your legs and not be able to feel it. I watch as it continues along the comforter until he is at my upper thigh, before I gulp down the breath that I have been holding, just hoping that he didn’t hear that or that he can’t feel my nervousness.

“You really aren’t that tall, are you? I hear Axel always calling you short stuff, but I didn’t realize.” Riku pauses before looking up at me, and for the life of me, as soon as his crystalline aqua eyes meet mine; I am unable to suppress the massive blush that overtakes my features. “How tall are you anyway?”

“I’m 5’4’’, that’s a respectable height, isn’t it?” I ask, attempting to hide the nervousness that tries to sabotage my answer.

“Of course.” He chuckles, obviously hiding a lie. I pout a little before his hand stops running up my body, falling just short of my hip. I want the ghostly fingers to touch my hip just where the sensation starts again, pressing down to get a reaction. I need him to grip me hard enough to bruise me, and to use those hands a leverage to enter me…

“Sora?” the familiar voice calls out, breaking me out of my vivid fantasy. Dammit. This is not good if I am going to venture to the ultra kinky fantasy land of my brain every time I am near him.

“Yeah, Riku?” I ask, feeling my breathing speed up as he sits down next to my hip… ‘Stop thinking dirty thoughts!’ I scolded myself.

“Are you okay? Your breathing seems to have gotten a little shallower than it was a minute ago.” His face is covered with worry, and I gulp down one more time, still trying to swallow my nerves.

“Yeah, I am. Thank you for asking. I think that all the laughing is starting to catch up with me. I’m fine. Don’t worry.” I reply, thinking as fast as I can to cover that he was the reason I am so short of breath at the moment.

He looks at me with a look that is a cross between ‘I know that you are lying’ and ‘I’m just trying to help.’ And both looks are giving me a major case of stomach butterflies.

“Are you ready?” He questions me, just sitting there, his gaze boring down on me with such intensity that I swear that I am going to melt. Not wanting the mask in the way, I remove it despite the trouble that I am still having.

“I am. It’s not that big of a deal, is it?” I shrug, hoping that my voice isn’t actually as airy as I think it sounds.

Riku just lets out a small chuckle, as his hand lifts up from the bed and all I can see are the fingers coming towards me. For some odd reason, I think that this will feel different if my eyes are closed, and on their own accord, I feel them slide shut. The touch that finally brushes my cheek is light and reminds me of a feather. The sensation is enough to send a chill down my back and he hasn’t even started. Why exactly did I agree to this again? And for some reason, its surprises me that he is only using one hand.

The slightly calloused fingers ghost over my cheek, the thumb resting right next to my nose. The digits makes mall circles over my face, the feeling causes my breathing to rush itself.

“You have to calm down, Sora. I’m not going to hurt you. I just want to be able to see you in my own way.” Riku’s voice is as soft as his touch, and I think that it must have miraculous powers. His voice sooths my breathing back to a normal pace, and for that I am grateful. The fingers continue to glide over my cheek, back to my ear and up under the hairline. I try to hide my obvious wince as Riku’s hand comes into contact with a rough spot of skin I know is under the shorter hair. “Is this from the accident?”

“Yeah, flying glass.” I reply, my nerves still on edge. He hums a response before leaving the mark alone and moving to my ear. I have to hold in a moan as deft fingers trace the outer ear, sending a pleasure filled shudder down my back. I try and hold my breath as said fingers play with my earlobe, before tracing their way down my jawbone; his thumb outlines my bottom lip in an innocent movement. I never thought having someone just touching your face could feel so…arousing.

The thumb traces around the outside of my lips, refusing to actually touch them, before tracing my nose, the touch still as light as earlier. He ghosts over my nostrils before trailing up the side and over the top, making sure to touch every square inch. The feeling is only enhanced by the fact that I can’t see where he is going to touch next, relying only on my other senses. All I know is that everywhere that he touches, he is leaving a warm tingling sensation in his wake, and it is frigging hot.

I feel the finger dip into the cavern of my eye, still not pressing hard, running the light touch over my eyelashes following the circular depression around, going up to feel my eyebrows and forehead, before he breaks the trance we are both in by speaking once more.

“What colour are your eyes? And what about your hair?” the voice is still soft, and I can’t help but wonder if he is finding this as erotic as I am.

“Blue eyes, light brown hair.” I whisper, feeling the fingers come back down, tracing over the other side of my face with the same gentleness as the first side, yet for some reason the exploration doesn’t seem to take as long. But as soon as the thumb runs down my jaw line once more, I can’t help but feel a little excited.

“Sounds beautiful.” He speaks softly, his voice sounding much closer for some reason. I take a deep breath as the questing thumb outlines my lips before finally running over the soft pink flesh. My breath hitches once more, and it is all I can do to hold in a whimper as he holds my cheek in the palm of his hand while his thumb massages my lips. In an unconscious move, I find myself pushing into the warm hand, wanting to feel as close to him as possible.

“Riku.” I whisper, feeling the thumb stop, hovering there only millimetres from my lips. My eyes slide open, only to see him leaning forward, his own eyes sliding shut with the motion. Not even a second later, I feel his lips tentatively press against mine, pulling away instantly, leaving me wanting more than just the simple peck.

Holy fuck! I need to taste him!

Just as I lean back in to place our lips back into contact, the door to my room flies open with a bang, causing Riku to jump away from me in surprise, effectively ruining the moment. I can see a blush rise onto his cheeks, and I am sure that it is mirrored on my own features.

“The fuck? The two of you are acting like I have just interrupted something.” Axel comments, earning a growl from Riku and nervous laughter from me.

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And another one down! Sorry about the wait and lack of updates, I just really wanted to get The Key To A Heart finished, and I did! Yay me! And on the bright side, my life is so much better right now, new place to live, newly single, finished another year of school, only two more to go! Not to mention that my and my twin now live so much closer now! Its awesome! And I get more writing time now, and now that Key is finished, I have more time to dedicate to this one! Yay! I already have the next chapter about half done, so it shouldn’t be too long.

Once again thank you to everyone who reviewed, emailed and PM’d me. I love hearing what everyone thinks of this story, and your own little life stories make me smile when I read them!

And last but not least, thanks to my twin for being my beta…I love you and thanks for always being there for me! And on a side note…being the 80’s babies that we are, we were watching Jem and The Holograms, and there is an episode where Danse hurts her leg and has to go to a physical rehab centre, and there she falls in love with a blind boy…sounds familiar, eh? Lol.

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