Nezumi speaking

I couldn't help but want to do this.

While trying to think of a skit for me and my Roxas to do I just thought of super mega Yaoi haha and though, yeah that won't work for us… but it'll work for all you lovely people on .

Roxas and Sora seem like they would be buddy buddy but I'm kinda going to stray very far away from that and bring you guys morbid and sadistic things.

WARNINGS (VERY IMPORTANT)

Major Sora abuse (physically) Sadistic evilness. Yaoi. Lemon.

(The title was is because while writing I only listened to this song, and I couldn't think of a title lol also note that italicized lyrics will be used as page breaks)

Colorblind by Counting Crows

A cloaked figure walked slowly down a dark alley. The lights of bright neon signs glimmered lightly on the dark puddles that he stomped through as he walked through the dark world. As he walked forward, the leather of his cloak flapped lightly, filling the quite morbid space with a light noise. He turned a corner of the seemingly deserted space to see a figure at the end of the alley. He seemed lost and a spiky head of hair turned to observe his surroundings. The organization member slid back silently behind the turn to stare out at the tan youth holding a giant key in his gloved hand.

'Sora…' He frowned as the name rang through his head.

The male he was observing started his ways down an alley. The frowning male followed him, making sure the dark hood covered his blond hair before he silently stalked after him.

'Sora…' He repeated the name of the seemingly lost youth as he realized he was alone. The two animal like partners weren't at his side as they usually were. The boy turned and his bright eyes shone brightly in the dark. Roxas frown deepened and he bared his teeth under his hood in an anger expression as he saw the cerulean eyes that matched his own perfectly.

'I hate him.' The blond thought but followed after the keyblade weirder.

'I hate him. I hate him. I hate him.' He repeated in his head, not being able to control the thoughts of the boy smiling happily in his mind. The boy came across a dark chest and he opened it expertly and smiled widely as a potion appeared.

'Why? Why the hell is he allowed to smile?' Roxas tch'ed at the idiotic smile that was on the youths face.

'Why is he able to smile, while I am only able to watch his happiness… why am I cursed to be unhappy and emotionless?' He stalked after the boy who still seemed lost in the maze of dank alleyways.

'I hate him.' Roxas repeated in his mind.

'I want to hurt him.' His brain continued to work his angry thoughts.

'I want him to feel the way I feel. Cursed to a life of feeling nothing. I want to take his heart and destroy it so he'll understand how empty it feels. I want him to never smile again.' He smiled wickedly at the thought of seeing the teen's eyes without their happy shine. His smile quickly faded and he clenched his leather-clad fists at his sides harshly as he thought of his somebody.

'Why is he a somebody while I am a nobody?' The leather around his hand stretched as he clenched his fist tighter.

'Why is he able to make everyone care for him!' Roxas yelled in his mind and slammed his hand into a brick wall of the world that was never meant to be. It was just like him so it didn't need to be cared for, just like him. He didn't need to be cared for.

The one he was following turned quickly toward his direction but Roxas moved swiftly before he was seen and he observed the boy from his perch high on top of the dark building.

"Who's there?" Sora walked back and turned to observe the fallen brick created by Roxas angry blow.

'How can he make everyone care for him?' Roxas breathed in his mind and he sneered at himself at his own disgusting feelings. Yes, he harbored a great hate for the boy. The boy that made him into the nothing he was. His somebody was down there and so close. Roxas could do what had been racing in his mind since he learned of his somebody. Since he learned that his emotions were just faked by his wish to have a heart and that he wasn't even meant to be in existence he wanted to rip the boy apart… and yet when he meet the boy he wanted more then that. He wanted his somebody.

The disgusting thoughts swam in his mind as he followed the keyblade wielder from the rooftops.

He wanted him. To touch him and to be touched by the person that was meant to be in this world.

He was right there… Roxas could jump down and attack the boy. He was alone so that would create for less work. The rush to hurt Sora filled his mind and his empty chest.

He growled lowly in his throat.

What was stopping him?

'I hate him.' He thought again before rushing forward to the end of the alley the boy was just turning into and he jumped down and waited at the end. When the spiky haired brunette arrived at the end of the alley he gapped at the figure standing casually in his path.

"Who are you?" Sora took fighting stance as he observed the organization outfit

'I hate him.' Roxas thought again and his hidden frown grew. Dark light glinted at his wrist and around his hand and his keyblades appeared making the youth outwardly gasp.

"It's you." Sora stated the obvious as his bright eyes registered the keyblades. He'd fought this person before. "Roxas." Sora finished and the leather-clad man shook his head lightly so his hood would fall back revealing the equally blue eyes to his somebody. Besides there appearance their eyes is what gave away their differences. Despite being the same color, Sora's where splashed with vivid emotions while Roxas' eyes where hard with the pain of being lied to and the harsh fact that he wasn't meant to even be alive.

A flash of happiness and curious shoot through his eyes and Roxas barred his teeth again.

'I hate him so much.' Roxas shoot forward without hesitation and delivered blow after blow to the one in front of him.

'I hate you!' He yelled in his mind, as the keyblade master blocked a blow from one of his blades, but the advantage of having two allowed him to strike the tan youth at his side. He didn't hold back and cut through the boy's thin clothes swiping his skin. The keyblade master always used his key as a blunt instrument, but it was indeed a keyblade meaning the edges where indeed sharp, and with the need to hurt his somebody Roxas wasted no time in repositioning his weapons so he could cut through tan skin.

Sora jumped back and held his side, blood soaking the blue undershirt making Roxas smile. If he could feel emotion he would be genuinely happy, delighted even. He shot forward again and struck the gasping youth again, cutting him swiftly over the boys exposed arms and tearing his clothes.

'I hate him!!' Roxas yelled loudly in his mind and his smile grew wicked with every spout of red liquid that shot from his somebody's body.

Sora was taken aback by the cuts that had been places over most of his body. He jumped back as far as possible, jumping back every time the blond shot forward.

'Wh-why is he doing this?' Sora yelled in his mind as he blocked hard blows and panted. He clothes was becoming heavier has it drenched further with his precious fluid. Sora looked up and meet his nobodies eyes, they where their usual hard tone but the smile that was plastered on his face surprised him further and distracted him. When the fear of seeing Roxas expression filled his eyes, the blond practically chuckled and grunted when he swung his arm and slammed the blade straight into the youths stomach, sending him back and into a brick wall. Sora shirked when his back came painfully against the hard wall and he fell limply to the wet floor. Roxas actually laughed, although it was hard and held no emotion and sounded a bit awkward and hoarse, like he hadn't laughed a genuine laugh in years.

Sora received a sharp pang of horrid pain as Roxas stabbed through his leg slowly. Sora gagged, and his mouth opened wide to spill blood from his throat. Tears spilled quickly over his eyes and collected on the rain soaked floor that was turning a deep crimson from his blood. Roxas jerked the blade out just as slowly making Sora's tan blood soak body cover in a cold sweat.

Blue eyes desperately looked past leather-clad boots to see his weapon on the dank floor.

"…Ugh…" Sora breathed as he tired to stretch out his hand and summon his hearts weapon. He stretched his cut arm out and Roxas smiled pitifully at the youth by his feet. Everyone cared for him, even his enemies so the floor for some reason never actually tired to shed his blood. But Roxas hated him and the need to shed the boy's blood was great. The brunette didn't seem to be used to the pain of actually being cut, and it was evident in his pain filled eyes.

Just as silver and gold light started to flit around the boys hand Roxas lifted on of his boot covered feet and slammed it over the boys hand, bringing it to the rocky pavement and putting a significant amount of weight on it.

"AH!" The boy yelled as his hand was crushed before he could call for his weapon. He looked up to his blond nobody whose face was without the evil smile but still held no emotion.

"Wh-why are you doing this?" Sora asked and the tears continued to spill over his bright eyes. "I-it hurts Roxas!" He choked out at the taste of his blood was still in his throat.

Despite the painfully desperate tone of Sora's voice, Number thirteen didn't flinch and still gave his somebody the emotionless look.

'I hate him.' He thought to himself and lifted his hand, repositioning the weapon and swiftly swinging down to it the boy in a sensitive spot in his head. When the tan face fell against the pavement as he was knocked out Roxas turned the blade back to the position used to cut and he stepped off of the reddened hand.

The weapons disappeared from the gloves hands and Roxas bent over to pick up the unconscious body, throwing him over his shoulder carelessly and then stepping into a black and purple pool he summoned.

The portal disappeared and the dank street was left empty with the sharp scent of the keyblade wielders blood.

I am covered in skin… No one gets to come in… pull me out from inside…

The dark room held a low green and blue light from the one dingy window on the wall, as a nearby sign from the city street shown through the room. The small light illuminated the mass on the old bed perfectly giving Roxas the perfect view of his hated somebody.

His tan arms where lifted together and tied high above his head by a rope that lead to tie to the bedpost, holding the cut arms firmly above his head. His legs where also strapped around the ankles and spread wide. The wraps where long so he could move his legs but not get off the bed. Roxas licked his lips unconsciously at the view of the naked body; littered with cuts he'd given him earlier. The blond nobody had wrapped the large hole on his leg so the brunette wouldn't bleed to death.

'God how I hate him.' Roxas thought as the youth's eyes started to slowly open. He blinked a few times before his arms tried to move lightly, then more frantically when he realized they'd been tied. He then tried to move his legs and noted he could only to so a little before his bright blues frantically scanned the dark room.

When Sora meet the equally bright eyes of his nobody he gasped, and then looked at himself, noticing his nude state and blushing brightly.

"Roxas? Wh-what?" Sora moved his limbs as much as he could giving the cloaked male a pleading look.

In return the organization member stood up from his seat across the room and came to stand by the bed, the scared look on the boys face was enticing and Roxas gave the bandaged leg a tight squeeze, digging his nails through the bandage. Sora yelped and squirmed at the shot of pain and tears quickly spilled.

Roxas straddled the boy's naked waist and lapped at the salty tears and wondered if he'd ever actually cried before. He felt the tan body under him shiver harshly at the contact.

"What are you doing?" Sora breathed out when he felt a leather hand rub against his chest to come up and play with his exposed nipple. Roxas gave him no answer but instead sucked on his neck. Sora groaned at the contact and felt himself grow hard under the leather cloak Roxas had on. Roxas bite the neck harshly making Sora yelp in pain and he pinched the erect nipple painfully.

'I really hate him.' Roxas bite the neck as hard as he could and he felt Sora's tears slid of his face and land on him. He ungloved his right hand and let it fall between them to squeeze Sora's erection. Sora yelped at the tight squeeze and bite his lip.

"Roxas!" He yelled to his nobody but received no answer, just another tight squeeze and forceful pump of his shaft.

"Ro-Roxas stop." He breathed, his pleas becoming whispers as he body screamed for more.

The blond was in no mood to make the brunette feel any type of pleasure. He simply wanted to fuck the boy senseless, and painfully, hoping to break the boys spirit during the process and whip the happy smile from his face. The smile he could never have, because he was a nobody and Sora was a somebody.

Roxas threw off his cloak to reveal his naked body; his shoes had already been taken off.

The blond was sure that his person was a virgin and this made him smile wickedly before he gave him another painful squeeze. He moved down and placed himself between the boy's legs.

"Roxas!" Sora yelled out when he felt something poke against his private opening.

The blond licked the keyblade masters entrance. Despite his hate for the boy he did want to take him. He wanted to see the boy come for him, to come for he who shouldn't exist, and then to destroy any happiness he held left.

He continued to lick the boy, slipping his tongue past the ring and swirling his wet muscle around his walls, making Sora shudder wildly and breath the blond's name. After a minute he slipped his tongue from the boy and moved up to straddle the boys chest, bringing his erection to the boys lips.

"Suck it now." Roxas finally spoke the command and when the brunette hesitated, he gripped him by spiky hair and pushed him forward, passing his cock past rosy lips and into the warm wet mouth.

Sora gagged and reluctantly lapped at the hard dick in his mouth. He sucked and licked the nobody's sex as tears spilled over his eyes and he gagged every so often. When Roxas released a moan and was satisfied with the saliva, he moved back down to straddle his waist again.

Roxas kissed Sora forcefully, slipping his tongue into the mouth that held a small hint of his precum. While ravishing the boy's mouth he positioned his dick to the keyblade masters entrance, and swiftly pushed in with a hard thrust. Sora pulled away from the kiss and screamed loudly into the quite room as Roxas buried himself in to the base of his shaft.

"I-it hurts! Pull out! Pull out!" Sora yelled wildly, his arms shacking harshly in their restraints and becoming red as the rope rubbed his wrist.

Roxas grabbed the boy's dick with a hand and pumped him quickly, the other hand came to the back of his neck and forced into another harsh kiss. The blond pulled out and quickly thrust back into the tight heat, clenching his teeth at the friction.

Sora yelled out repeatedly but surely enough the strangled yells turned to moans as Roxas picked up the pace and drove over Sora's prostate, and the hand pumping him massaged the slit that was dripping a white liquid.

Roxas covered Sora's mouth in another hard kiss as he pumped violently into the boy's virginal hole.

After vigorous pumps to his weeping cock Sora had completely forgotten the pain in his arms and legs from the ropes and was soon moaning Roxas' name in complete euphoria.

With countless strikes to his sensitive bundle of nerves in his ass Sora screamed Roxas name loudly as he came, shooting the hot semen onto his and Roxas stomachs. With a few more pumps in the tightening entrance Roxas came as well, releasing his seed in the boys soon to be sore rump.

He pulled out of the panting boy quickly and undid the ties holding Sora in place. The arms quickly came down to be rubbed by the keyblade master, who winced at the now raw skin.

"Roxas…" He looked to the blond with a large blush.

Roxas frowned to the youth whose face was stained with tears but in his mind he was smiling widely. He not only was able to beat the boy, leaving him with scars that would take years to fade, but he was able to fuck the boy into the mattress.

"Do-do you really love me too?" Sora's bright innocent eyes meet emotionless ones and Roxas was almost surprised.

'He loves me?' Roxas thought for a moment before he stood to slip on his boots.

"Roxas?" Sora asked his voice almost hurt when he didn't receive an answer.

"No!" The blond nobody yelled ruthlessly when he felt his somebody grab his shoulder. He swatted the hand away, making the boy wince when he hit his burned wrist.

"I do not love you. In face… I hate you…" Roxas smiled

"What?"

"I hate you. I fucking hate you!" Roxas jumped forward pushing Sora to the bed and pinning him to the mattress. "I hate you with such a fucking passion it doesn't even begin to make sense!"

"Ro-Roxas?" Did Sora misinterpret this? He did harbor a love for his nobody, and he was so confused after he'd been attacked by him, but when he found himself in a bedroom with the blond he'd thought they'd shared the same feelings. Was he wrong?

The anger that seemed to rage through the normally emotionless blue eyes seemed to prove Sora's thought and the youth instantly started to cry.

"I fucking hate you. I want you dead! I wish you never existed, then I wouldn't live such a fucked up life filled with lies and nothingness!" Roxas yelled in the boys face, completely unfazed by the tears.

Sora reached up to hug the still naked man but was pulled back and slammed into the bed and received a hard slap to the face.

"Don't touch me." Roxas stated lowly as he frowned to the boy.

"Roxas…" The boy breathed the name, and reached a hand up, despite the slap he'd received and touched the pale boys cheek that had become damp with tears. Roxas eye's widened and he reached up to cup the tan hand on his face, and he felt the warm liquid pool over their hands.

"I-I'm crying…" Roxas stated bewildered. "I'm crying." He breathed again and the tears didn't seem to stop falling. He meet the cerulean eyes that seemed happy and understanding despite the abuse he'd just received from the nobody and Roxas gritted his teeth.

He grabbed the wrist of the hand that was holding his cheek and pulled up, making the boy sit up and he quickly wrapped his arms around his neck in a tight hug.

'Why am I doing this?' Roxas thought as the tears continued to fall. Sora hugged him back as he felt the hot tears drip onto his back.

"I hate you!" Roxas yelled cruelly but still held the boy with a pang that slammed through his chest. Sora hugged him back, soothingly petting blond locks.

"I hate you… I hate you Sora…" Roxas repeated.

"I know… I love you Roxas." Sora said, his eye's bright with hopefulness and had their happy glint as his nobody hugged him tighter.

"I hate you so much." Roxas frowned. He hated him. He hated the boy more then anyone could know, but the need to hold the boy held him had ragged through his body, making him feel something. Was this what emotion felt like? What emotion was it? He held the brunette as tightly as he could.

"I really do love you Roxas." Sora smiled and hugged the paler boy just as tightly.

I am ready. I am ready. I am ready I am… fine… I am fine… I am… fine.

END

Nezumi speaking

So how did you like it?

Please RnR me you're opinion. This is actually my first one shot and I personally don't know why I chose this pairing OR why I gave them such a sadistic outlook despite how usually there seen as happy awesome time… oh well I enjoyed writing it, and jamming to this song~ It's amazing :3

I also originally planned on making the ending a sad one but I was like nah… he already got like the crap beaten out of him so no~

So as said before Reviews are loved ^-^ oh and so are flames. It's getting cold in my town so you can heat my house~