Forget-me-Not

Piikkum

Disclaimers – Kingdom Hearts belongs to Square and Disney not to me.

Pairings – Sora x Riku

A/N: Okay, well. This thing is rated R for a reason. Violence, blood, swear words, and you guys will have to put up with Sora's hornyness. ^^; Yes. He plans on doing much kinkiness to Riku.  O.o Hmmm well technically Sora isn't taller than Riku but hey, my fic, my rules! Besides, I like spoiling Riku kekeke so… for those of you wondering (you naughty bastards you) Sora's the more dominant one so he'll be on top. O.o; I didn't just say that.

Funny. Here I am standing here, alive when you're gone from this earth.  Probably up in the heavens on some fucking cloud smiling down at me. There's nothing to smile at.  By all means, I should be dead. It should be me instead of you. What had you hoped to accomplish by dying? Save me? Don't you know that you're killing me slowly? Selfish bastard. Don't you know? When you died, you took my heart with you…

C H A P T E R O N E - E X H A U S T I O N

"I'm back."

Sora didn't look up from the frying pan, stirring the contents quickly with wooden chopsticks.  "What took you?" Riku sighed, throwing his book bag onto a battered couch and plopped himself down next to it, elbows propped up at the top of the old thing. Plating the contents and dumping the still steaming pan into the sink, Sora crossed the room and settled himself next to his boyfriend, studying the pale boy carefully.

"What's wrong?"

Riku yawned, turning his body and laying his head down on Sora's lap. "Nothing.  Just a bit tired," he replied, rubbing his half-lidded eyes.

The brunette snorted softly, stroking the silken mess spilling over his lap.  "You shouldn't push yourself so hard. You have school and you have to take care of Kairi. On top of that you landed that job with that Ansem guy. That shady bastard. I still think you oughta stay away from him."

"Where else am I going to find a job with the kind of money Ansem pays me?  Besides, how am I supposed to support you guys with the income I'd get anywhere else? You and Kairi manage to eat about 50% of what I bring home anyway."

Sora laughed softly, his hands still absently toying with the silver strands.  "I know, I know.  Just watch your back, okay love? I just don't trust that Ansem. It'd be better if he was some cross-dressing bar wench far away from you. Anyways, you hungry? I made you some stir fry."

Riku shook his head. "Nah, I'm just gonna settle for a shower and some sleep.  Leave the stir fry for Kairi when she gets home. You know she loves that junk." The pale boy sat up, stretching languidly before hopping off the couch and making his way to the master bedroom.  "Oh, and I might have to go out during the middle of the night. Something for Ansem. Let me know if he calls, alright?"

After hearing the door's faint click, Sora sighed and made his way to the sink.  Being Riku's boyfriend was no walk in the park. 'Damn that moody bastard for having me wrapped around his finger,' he thought vehemently as he attacked the old pan with a nasty yellow sponge. He was in too deep to back out now, so deep in love that he had moved in with Riku and his sister, Kairi.  'Yeah. Trust that ass for driving every sane thought out of my head.' His expression softened as he toyed with the greasy foam from his violent scrubbing. He knew he wouldn't be able to leave Riku, no matter what. The boy just drove him crazy and weak at the same time.

A sly smile crept onto his face. 'Plus, the sex is great so why am I complaining?' He set the dripping pan into the plastic drainer and sighed, resting his hands on the sink edge. The only thing that was truly bugging him was the fact that he had only a vague idea of what Riku's job actually was, and even that small image was not a very pleasant one.

What he could figure out on his own was that Ansem was indeed into some pretty shady shit. A renowned drug dealer and leader of the city's very own 'mafia' did not help make the image any more pleasant. He wished Riku would really cut off all ties with that guy before he got himself into trouble.

With a sigh, the brunette made his way across the carpeted living room and silently opened the door to the master bedroom. Already sound asleep in the bed, burrowed under miles of comforters was Riku, silver hair still damp from his shower. A small smile tugged at Sora's lips as he quietly walked towards the sleeping angel, feet making no sound on the rich carpet. The brunette sat down at the edge of the bed and Riku was lifted gently from his prison of blankets and into Sora's arms, his head resting on the tanned boy's shoulders. The fair-haired boy stirred, nuzzling against the tan neck sleepily. "Always been a light sleeper," Sora mused softly, planting a kiss on top of the damp hair. "Shouldn't sleep like that. You'll get a headache." A faint snort came from the semi-sleeping figure in his arms. His lips trailed down and rested on a smooth forehead; the pale boy's familiar pear soap wafting up and greeting his nose.

Though he was one year younger than the sleeping 17 year old in his arms, Sora was definitely meatier than the skinny boy. Over the course of their relationship, Sora had gained 3 inches in height over his boyfriend, which he would "accidentally" bring up every once in a while. Still, even though he was in fact younger, he had always felt extremely protective over his seemingly reckless boyfriend. He wondered with faint amusement, fingers combing through the silken damp locks, if the older boy's rash behavior would be the end of him.

The sound of the front door opening shook him out of his reverie. Laying the sleeping boy down gently and piling the comforters back onto the slim body, he made his way out into the kitchen.  "You're home awfully late tonight," he said, greeting the shorthaired brunette with amusement laced in his words. Kairi dropped her backpack at the edge of the coat hanger and loosened her scarf, grinning. "Sorry. Drama practice was long today. The teacher decided to be a bitch."

Nodding, Sora gestured to the wrapped plate on the counter. "That's for you.  Heat it up before you eat it. It's getting late so don't stay up too late." Turning around, he padded towards the closed door of his bedroom. "Oh, and you might wanna turn up the radio tonight.  I feel that I might be doing some... strenuous activities with your brother tonight," he said, grinning over his shoulder and flashing her a quick wink. Kairi looked mortified.

Quietly opening the door and entering the dark room, he lowered himself onto his side of the bed.  One arm found its way tightly around a thin waist while his fingers gently outlined soft, pink lips. Emerald eyes regarded him sleepily. "Mmmm… Something bothering you?" Riku slurred, rubbing his eyes with his hand.

Sora grinned sheepishly. "Sorry baby, couldn't help myself with you looking all sweet and innocent there," he said, his hand massaging his boyfriend's back.

Riku 'hn'ed softly, amusement shining in his soft green eyes. "Sora, you horny bastard. How do I ever put up with you?" Full lips met pale ones as Sora attacked him with a passionate kiss, rendering the pale boy breathless. "I don't know. Why don't I show ya?"

Meanwhile in the bedroom next to theirs, the unfortunate Kairi slept with her radio on full blast and a pillow crammed over her head, muttering something about men thinking only with their dicks.

[ # ]

His cell phone rang, shaking the fair-haired boy from his pleasant sleep.  Muttering, he picked it up and answered with a sleepy, "Hello?"

"Hello, Riku. Deepest apologies for waking you up so late at night, but I'll be requiring your services at this moment. Meet my men and me down at the usual place. It'll be just some physical labor, but I'll be sure to give you extra on your next paycheck. That's all for now. Wear something dark." Click.

Riku groaned, detangling himself from Sora's arms and legs. Throwing on his usual choice of dark garments, he made his way quietly out of the house and disappeared into the night.

[ # ]

Beep beep beep beep! Beep beep beep beep!

With a groan, Sora slammed the snooze button down on the annoying invention and turned around, feeling at the pile of blankets next to him instead of where his boyfriend should be. He sat up with a curse. "Wake up at fucking 5 in the morning without a hot ass to ravish," he muttered angrily, staggering into the bathroom and grabbing his toothbrush.

He entered the kitchen, lazily brushing his teeth as he turned on the coffee machine. A quiet cough caught his attention and he turned around, glancing at the brunette sitting at the kitchen counter. She smirked. "What? No early morning sexapade with my brother?"

Sora scowled, rinsing his mouth in the kitchen sink. "Aren't annoying little girls still supposed to be asleep this time in the morning?"

Kairi shrugged. "Anyway, I would like 2 eggs, sunny side up with bacon and OJ."

The older brunette snorted, reaching for the frying pan. "I'm not your bitch.  You should at least say 'please', or 'thank you', preferably something along the lines of 'Oh dear Mr. Magnificent Studly Man-God, please, prepare breakfast for a worthless wench like me with your 5 star cooking skills and I shall be your slave for eternity.'"

Kairi laughed. "No sir. Breakfast is the least you can do for ME considering how LOUD you were with your 'strenuous activities with my brother.'"

Sora grinned, cracking the egg into the oiled pan. "Dear Kairi, you know you're always welcome to join us," he replied, turning to her with a wink. She rolled her eyes then looked down, suddenly very interested with the floral napkin she held crumpled in her hand.

"I was thinking of getting Riku to quit. If I just tell him th-"

"Tell me what?" The two whirled around, surprised to see the pale boy back without a sound. Riku stood in the middle of the room, gripping the top of the couch tightly as if he'd fall over if he'd let go. "Tell me what?" he repeated, exhaustion lacing his voice.

Sora crossed the room, arms wrapping around the tired boy in a gentle hug.  "Hey, you okay? You look like you're dead." He was given a glare. "Which is still pretty damned hot. Why don't you ditch and catch some sleep? I'll tell your teachers that you're sick or something." Riku shook his head, breaking away from Sora.

"I have a little over an hour before school. I'm gonna shower and catch a quick nap," he said, making his way to his room. Sora reached out, grabbing the thin wrist of his lover. Riku turned slightly as the taller boy walked over, planting a kiss on top the fair head.

"Don't push yourself, okay?"

[ # ]

Ansem walked down the dark hallway. Crude candelabras hung from walls, the faint light bouncing off the cobblestone walls. He stopped in front of two dark, mahogany doors and knocked. "Come in." He pushed aside one of the doors and walked into a grand, richly decorated room. Kneeling on one knee, he waited expectantly for his superior's instructions. "Rise," came a regal voice.  The man stood, shifting uneasily from one foot to the other.

Maleficent was an extremely powerful and influential woman, the financial backing of nearly all the guilds that reside in the area. Not only had she the power to destroy your very existence, she was more well-known for her deceptiveness and cunningness. However, it was not her that was making him edgy. Her home was a cold, gothic mansion, the former headquarters for the Heartless guild. Death lingered in every room and hallway of the mansion. Heartless members were known for slaying their victims in a crude, torturous manner and rooms were often littered with mangled corpses and lakes of blood. He shuddered, thinking of all, if any, of the supernatural activity that had been going on here. It was rumored that sights of the victims and ghostly screams drove some members past the line of sanity, where their  murderous activities became even more frenzied.

"You must know why I called you here," she said coolly, her voice breaking him out of his reverie.

Ansem nodded. "I already have the boy in my grasps. All I need is to finish through with the original plan to guarantee his stay with us."

Maleficent narrowed her eyes. "No more mistakes. The boy is essential if we wish to revive the Heartless guild.

The silver-haired man bowed. "No more mistakes."

[to be continued]

AN: Yeah okay so Maleficent is the boss of Ansem. Sue me (please don't .')! Anyway, much thankie to Katu for putting up with my horrible  grammar and such!