So it's come to this?
Part I
Finding Himself
Sora looked up at the sky. He wasn't lying on the soft sands of Destiny Island. In fact his back was incredibly sore. He frowned as he tried to move. Suddenly a small white animal came into his view. He blinked. He must've hit his head. These things didn't look real. He figured he was hallucinating. The white thing studied him then tapped him with his foot. Sora groaned and sat up with much effort.
"Kupo! It's alive!"
"I'm not an it." Sora rubbed his head. "Of course I'm alive." He looked around at the tall buildings dressed in their best neons creating a synthetic daylight. "Where am I?" He rubbed his eyes again.
The white thing shifted back into his view. "Traverse town. Kupo. This is where all the lost people come. Kupo."
Sora remembered the first time he had come to this world. He had been alone. He wanted to find Riku and kairi. His only desire now was finding Riku. The one person he both hated and loved at the same time. He was reduced to this shell of what he used to be all because of Riku. Before he was happy optimistic Sora, ready for anything. Now he was just Sora depressed and angry. Always followed by an angst cloud, he was. So now he sat on the steps of district one the key blade lying like a weight by his side. He inhaled the smoke of the cigarette he was currently working on following with a nice hefty cough. He had driven himself to this after futilely searching for his lost Riku. His Riku. That sounded funny to him. The sleeves of his long black duster flowed across the steps as he sat unmoving. He looked at himself in the reflection of a puddle on the cobblestone. What a mess he was. His untamed mane and the color of his once sapphire blue eyes had lost their shine and were now a dull grey, the black clothing he wore to hide most of his muscular yet somewhat feminine build, the way he hunched over instead of his upright past posture all reflected the picture of one scorned by love. Exactly what he was.
Sora took a long drag on the cigarette before extinguishing it between his boot and the sidewalk. He rose from the ground in lazy manner and dusted the dirt from his gothic appeal. The young key blade master turned and commenced to walk in the direction of the accessory store. If he were going to fight he'd might as well have the equipment to do so. Sora glued his eyes to the ground and trudged toward said destination. He ran into an obstacle and cursed it without even acknowledging whom it was.
"Well that's something I've never heard you say." The key holder drew his gaze upward instantly recognizing Leon. "I suppose you aren't going to apologize either?" Leon raised an eyebrow at him.
Sora bowed with a slight blush. "Sorry.." He grumbled.
Leon grabbed Sora's chin and studied his face. "I know why you are here." He sighed. "Looks like you haven't slept in a while. Why don't you come back to my place and rest before you continue?" he made it a question, but to Sora it felt more like a command.
"I suppose it couldn't hurt." he shrugged as if he didn't care. Slowly Sora followed the taller man out.
Leon pretty much looked the same. He had the same gorgeous hair same stormy eyes same smell of masculinity and sword metal same everything. Sora frowned at himself. He was here to find Riku not admire Leon's perfect body. He was too busy sorting out his thoughts and didn't notice Leon stop thus causing him to crash into Leon's oh so firm backside. He blushed and looked away very much aware of the proximity of their bodies. Leon turned to him and motioned him inside. Sora just followed, as he was lead.
"You can stay in there." Leon pointed to a room at the back of the house.
Sora only nodded slowly before making his way to the back. He threw the key down and flopped on the bed roughly. His eyes closed tightly in an attempt to get the pictures of the leather-clad Leon out of his head. No such luck. The images kept swimming in his head until it was unbearable.
"Damnit.." He pushed himself from the bed and went into the adjoining bathroom. "Stupid hormones." in the past few years he had come to dislike his hormones vehemently. They always seemed to make their presence know at the most inopportune times. He pulled a cigarette out and lit it not bothering to acknowledge his erection. He learned to ignore it for a while and eventually force it away. Normally smoking a round helped. He sighed noisily and slumped against the sink. He felt pathetic. Soar missed Riku so much. Honestly he didn't know whether to hit him or hug him when he found him. "Riku.." The name dripped like sex from his lips.
From the main room of Leon's abode tension hung in the air. He indeed did know why Sora was here, he just didn't have the desire to acknowledge it. Sora looked a mess. Ungroomed, gloomy and unhealthy all sprung to Leon's mind when he looked upon him. He hadn't expected cute innocent little Sora to look so cold hearted.
Sora could remember so well the fight with Riku/Ansem. It hurt inside. He knew that Ansem had. He wouldn't think of it. He knew it wasn't Riku's fault. Sora leaned up against the wood hitting his head against the cabinet handles and rudely jarring himself awake. "How long have I been here?" He stood up and moved from the small lavatory. His ears picked up on the light sound of knocking. He was in no particular mood to talk to Leon especially not since what happened earlier but finally decided to let him in. It was Leon's house after all.
Leon crossed the room briskly and made himself comfortable on a chair next to the window. "Where are you going to start looking?" Leon sounded slightly odd as he asked the question. Sora looked at his host.
"Where I last fought him. I know he's alive."
"And if he isn't?"
"I know he is!" Sora jumped up and exploded from the room in a rage slamming the door to the house.
Leon sighed and looked at the young boy from the window. It was wrong for him to have and sort of feelings for him. Hell he was ten years older than him. He shook his head. "That went nowhere." Sighing he exit the now occupied room.
Aeris peeked into the door of the Gunblade wielder's house. "Leon?" her voice rang.
"In here." Leon called to the flower girl inviting her in.
"So he's back. What are you going to do?" The flower girl looked at him inquisitively. "He isn't the same you know?"
"There is nothing I can do. He's so hung up on that Riku character. His mind has been through the ringer. He's so depressing and dark and looks like he's killing himself slowly." Leon exasperatedly fell back into a nearby armchair. "He's lonely. You can see it on his face."
"Why don't you comfort him then?" Aeris stated her idea bluntly. "Be there for him and make sure he stays healthy encourage him and love him and maybe his happy demeanor will come back." Leon seemed to think this over in his head. "I have to go I only came to check on you." She adjusted her basket "Take care stormy." She giggled at his name.
Leon frowned but replayed her words in his mind. "Love him..?" He didn't know if he could do that. Comfort yes love he wasn't sure. He looked at the teen through the clouded window. It was worth a try.
Sora dragged on his cigarette staring at the city of falsehood. Neon everywhere. Leon approached the teen. "So it's come to this?"
Sora turned feeling the heat of Leon's whisper on his neck. He felt the Gunblade master pull the cigarette from his startled mouth. "You know smoking is bad for you health."
A/N: Hi this is Minerva. This is a nice slightly AU kingdom hearts ficcie. It has Yaoi all over the place. Major couplings are Leon/Sora and Riku/Sora. This does have some noncon in later chapters and is citrusy. The issues expressed in this story are not that of Disney or squaresoft but of the author Minerva. Please do not sue me. I am a lowly fanfic author and own very little stuff.
Part I
Finding Himself
Sora looked up at the sky. He wasn't lying on the soft sands of Destiny Island. In fact his back was incredibly sore. He frowned as he tried to move. Suddenly a small white animal came into his view. He blinked. He must've hit his head. These things didn't look real. He figured he was hallucinating. The white thing studied him then tapped him with his foot. Sora groaned and sat up with much effort.
"Kupo! It's alive!"
"I'm not an it." Sora rubbed his head. "Of course I'm alive." He looked around at the tall buildings dressed in their best neons creating a synthetic daylight. "Where am I?" He rubbed his eyes again.
The white thing shifted back into his view. "Traverse town. Kupo. This is where all the lost people come. Kupo."
Sora remembered the first time he had come to this world. He had been alone. He wanted to find Riku and kairi. His only desire now was finding Riku. The one person he both hated and loved at the same time. He was reduced to this shell of what he used to be all because of Riku. Before he was happy optimistic Sora, ready for anything. Now he was just Sora depressed and angry. Always followed by an angst cloud, he was. So now he sat on the steps of district one the key blade lying like a weight by his side. He inhaled the smoke of the cigarette he was currently working on following with a nice hefty cough. He had driven himself to this after futilely searching for his lost Riku. His Riku. That sounded funny to him. The sleeves of his long black duster flowed across the steps as he sat unmoving. He looked at himself in the reflection of a puddle on the cobblestone. What a mess he was. His untamed mane and the color of his once sapphire blue eyes had lost their shine and were now a dull grey, the black clothing he wore to hide most of his muscular yet somewhat feminine build, the way he hunched over instead of his upright past posture all reflected the picture of one scorned by love. Exactly what he was.
Sora took a long drag on the cigarette before extinguishing it between his boot and the sidewalk. He rose from the ground in lazy manner and dusted the dirt from his gothic appeal. The young key blade master turned and commenced to walk in the direction of the accessory store. If he were going to fight he'd might as well have the equipment to do so. Sora glued his eyes to the ground and trudged toward said destination. He ran into an obstacle and cursed it without even acknowledging whom it was.
"Well that's something I've never heard you say." The key holder drew his gaze upward instantly recognizing Leon. "I suppose you aren't going to apologize either?" Leon raised an eyebrow at him.
Sora bowed with a slight blush. "Sorry.." He grumbled.
Leon grabbed Sora's chin and studied his face. "I know why you are here." He sighed. "Looks like you haven't slept in a while. Why don't you come back to my place and rest before you continue?" he made it a question, but to Sora it felt more like a command.
"I suppose it couldn't hurt." he shrugged as if he didn't care. Slowly Sora followed the taller man out.
Leon pretty much looked the same. He had the same gorgeous hair same stormy eyes same smell of masculinity and sword metal same everything. Sora frowned at himself. He was here to find Riku not admire Leon's perfect body. He was too busy sorting out his thoughts and didn't notice Leon stop thus causing him to crash into Leon's oh so firm backside. He blushed and looked away very much aware of the proximity of their bodies. Leon turned to him and motioned him inside. Sora just followed, as he was lead.
"You can stay in there." Leon pointed to a room at the back of the house.
Sora only nodded slowly before making his way to the back. He threw the key down and flopped on the bed roughly. His eyes closed tightly in an attempt to get the pictures of the leather-clad Leon out of his head. No such luck. The images kept swimming in his head until it was unbearable.
"Damnit.." He pushed himself from the bed and went into the adjoining bathroom. "Stupid hormones." in the past few years he had come to dislike his hormones vehemently. They always seemed to make their presence know at the most inopportune times. He pulled a cigarette out and lit it not bothering to acknowledge his erection. He learned to ignore it for a while and eventually force it away. Normally smoking a round helped. He sighed noisily and slumped against the sink. He felt pathetic. Soar missed Riku so much. Honestly he didn't know whether to hit him or hug him when he found him. "Riku.." The name dripped like sex from his lips.
From the main room of Leon's abode tension hung in the air. He indeed did know why Sora was here, he just didn't have the desire to acknowledge it. Sora looked a mess. Ungroomed, gloomy and unhealthy all sprung to Leon's mind when he looked upon him. He hadn't expected cute innocent little Sora to look so cold hearted.
Sora could remember so well the fight with Riku/Ansem. It hurt inside. He knew that Ansem had. He wouldn't think of it. He knew it wasn't Riku's fault. Sora leaned up against the wood hitting his head against the cabinet handles and rudely jarring himself awake. "How long have I been here?" He stood up and moved from the small lavatory. His ears picked up on the light sound of knocking. He was in no particular mood to talk to Leon especially not since what happened earlier but finally decided to let him in. It was Leon's house after all.
Leon crossed the room briskly and made himself comfortable on a chair next to the window. "Where are you going to start looking?" Leon sounded slightly odd as he asked the question. Sora looked at his host.
"Where I last fought him. I know he's alive."
"And if he isn't?"
"I know he is!" Sora jumped up and exploded from the room in a rage slamming the door to the house.
Leon sighed and looked at the young boy from the window. It was wrong for him to have and sort of feelings for him. Hell he was ten years older than him. He shook his head. "That went nowhere." Sighing he exit the now occupied room.
Aeris peeked into the door of the Gunblade wielder's house. "Leon?" her voice rang.
"In here." Leon called to the flower girl inviting her in.
"So he's back. What are you going to do?" The flower girl looked at him inquisitively. "He isn't the same you know?"
"There is nothing I can do. He's so hung up on that Riku character. His mind has been through the ringer. He's so depressing and dark and looks like he's killing himself slowly." Leon exasperatedly fell back into a nearby armchair. "He's lonely. You can see it on his face."
"Why don't you comfort him then?" Aeris stated her idea bluntly. "Be there for him and make sure he stays healthy encourage him and love him and maybe his happy demeanor will come back." Leon seemed to think this over in his head. "I have to go I only came to check on you." She adjusted her basket "Take care stormy." She giggled at his name.
Leon frowned but replayed her words in his mind. "Love him..?" He didn't know if he could do that. Comfort yes love he wasn't sure. He looked at the teen through the clouded window. It was worth a try.
Sora dragged on his cigarette staring at the city of falsehood. Neon everywhere. Leon approached the teen. "So it's come to this?"
Sora turned feeling the heat of Leon's whisper on his neck. He felt the Gunblade master pull the cigarette from his startled mouth. "You know smoking is bad for you health."
A/N: Hi this is Minerva. This is a nice slightly AU kingdom hearts ficcie. It has Yaoi all over the place. Major couplings are Leon/Sora and Riku/Sora. This does have some noncon in later chapters and is citrusy. The issues expressed in this story are not that of Disney or squaresoft but of the author Minerva. Please do not sue me. I am a lowly fanfic author and own very little stuff.