Hades Detective Unit Investigators

By:

Katan Yue

Disclaimer: The main characters used in this story are the sole property of Square Enix Kingdom Hearts and their creators. Other characters belonging to any Final Fantasy games are also part of their creators. The character of Uriel belongs to Kaori Yuki's Angel Sanctuary series.

Word from the Author: Wow……I can't believe it! The story's final chapter is finally done. I went through several drafts before finally deciding on this one. Thanks to everyone who has reviewed!!!!!

General Warning: This Chapter is rated Mature for a reason. The Yaoi scene is the unedited version. Same drill as with my previous works. Although I've read pretty graphic works in this site, if somebody feels offended, contact me beforehand so that I can remove the offensive material. Please wait until I can respond in the afternoon. Thank you.

Alternate Universe

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H.D.U.I.

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Chapter Seven: In the End

I take a few moments to light the candles and to reminisce about the many changes that have occurred in more than three years since the courtroom incident. I give a few moments of silence to remember the victims and their sorrow stricken families. Time has gone by. Time has healed many wounds and time has opened many others. There are many things that I regret. There are many things that I could have done, but didn't.

There is a sound of fizz coming out of the kitchen...and……

SHIT!!!

I immediately rush to the kitchen but the damage is done; I've completely charred the spaghetti and the rest of the meal is inedible too.

DAMN IT!!!

And just as if the timing was ever perfect, the door bell rings its reverberant tingling sound. Wiping my hands on the nearest dishtowel, with panic levels rising above critical status, I drag my self to the door.

"SORA!?" I find my self almost screaming in a high pitched voice.

"Hi." He gives a meek hand wave and I catch myself blushing like a love-struck teenager on their first crush.

"Hi" I wave back with a flushing face. Have I mentioned that I have a nasty habit of tucking stray strands of hair behind my ears whenever I get nervous? Well, guess what I was doing.

"Aren't you going to invite me in?" Sora asked.

"OH, Oh!

"Please come in, right this way sir." Moving out of the door frame and bowing slightly, I led Sora into my new small apartment.

Sora gave me a weird look but he entered none the less.

"Is something burning?" My brunette companion asked startled by the pungent smell of charcoaled pasta. As to be expected, his nose led him straight to the kitchen where he discovered the many un-edible, toxic dishes laying out on the stove.

"How long did it take to make this mess?"

"About twenty to thirty minutes." I confessed with shame.

"I guess that's why you are an investigator and not a chef." Sora mused while assessing the kitchen's entire damage.

"Why you! Ah….. I'm appalled that'd you even……" I acted as offended as I could but Sora saw straight through my visage.

"You are such a drama queen, Riku. Do you know how long it's going to take to clean this mess?"

Sora pointed to all mess around him, but I was going to have none of that.

"Not tonight, Sora. Tonight is our night." I added selfishly.

I laced my arms around Sora's slim waist to bring his body close to mine.

"I love you." I whispered sweetly in his ear.

Sora giggled and squirmed within my embrace.

"Stop it."

"You're ticklish, Sora?"

"VERY." He admitted.

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In the end, Sora had to settle for a home made delicacy made of a carved-out Honey Dew melon with vanilla ice cream at the center. Ok so I'm not a world class chef.

I watched mesmerized as the candle light, combined with striking sunset, played with the beautiful tones on Sora's skin. And for the first time, I watched his beautiful cerulean eyes sparkle with happiness.

"What are you looking at, Riku!?!"

"Nothing, really." I put my hand up as if surrendering. "Besides, you're the one that's giggling!"

"Am not…!"

"Are too."

"Are we acting like kids here?"

"Well……" I stretched my seemingly tired limbs before getting up to retrieve the empty dishware and taking it back to the kitchen. When I returned, I stood behind Sora's chair until he sensed my presence and looked up. With a devilish smile I added. "You are the only one acting childish."

"Ah……" Sora gasped. "Why you……!"

But before he could say anything more I bent down to kiss him chastely on the lips. Sora blushed, but didn't say anything.

There was a moment of awkward silence between us.

Drip…………Drip……..Drizzle.

Water started to pour down from the sky and it looked amazing on the little rustic place that is known as Sunset terrace here in twilight Town. And for a moment, our awkwardness went forgotten with the pouring rain.

"It's beautiful…" Sora breathed mesmerized by the sight of heavy rain on a sunny climate. I had to agree, the view from the apartment's big rustic windows was amazing.

"Just like you…" I whispered into Sora's ear and caught a glimpse of crimson cheeks from my companion who responded by giving a tight squeeze to the arm I had wrapped around his shoulders.

Life……Destiny……Fate……or whatever it is has a strange way of working. It……they gave me a chance to know Sora, and then they took him away from me. Then, they reunited us together but under different circumstances, but the great thing……is that we are here, we are together again, and I can protect him.

I can try to make the pain Shinra created go away. I can give him confidence in life. It has taken me a while to coax Sora out of his defensive shell but the trouble is well worth it if I can see him smile the way he used to smile when we were little kids.

As for the punishment Sora –no– the first judge of Hades gave to Shinra; it is worse than death could ever be. I have seen it and I know I wouldn't wish it upon my most hated enemies. I've seen his victim's hateful, vengeful eyes…and how they haunt Shinra. All the victims seek revenge in the purest of forms. And Axel is with them.

After the courtroom incident and what he and I were able to witness, he became insane. He was deemed insane and dangerous and he was locked away at a mental institution. And every night, the concentrated rage of all his victims becomes a prison for him. Their hate rots away the wall, the time, the space, and everything becomes a vision of hell on earth. Every night they haunt him and pursue him and try to kill him, to tear the flesh from his body, the spirit, his soul.

When everything is said and done, Shinra is till bound by a straight jacket and he is still locked alone in a padded room, then he realizes that everything was just a dream and that when he dies; he will become a permanent resident of hell where his victims will truly claim him. I truly feel sorry for the poor bastard, that is, until I look at Sora and all the damage he's caused him.

It has taken me a while to get Sora to open-up more to me, to make him smile more, to get him to express his feelings better. Our relationship has progressed more and more as the time goes by, and just when I'm lost in La-La-Land, Sora surprises me with an unexpected kiss.

The shock of Sora initiating a kiss freezes me. I feel the hesitation from him turn into shame, into guilt. This is the time where I feel stupid and have the urge to kick my own ass if I could, but instead, I tell him it's ok and kiss him back slowly at first and then with a mounting passion.

I can't hold it back any longer. I NEED him, I WANT him, and I want him so bad. We've only tried it a couple of times since the beginning of this year, but I had promised Sora more time. I want him to fell safe, secure, and in control of his own body. The last few times, just about the time I was about to take him, he has me to stop. It is so hard to control myself when I'm this horny.

Whether my actions or his, we have toppled over the bed. Somehow, I wonder how we got here. Between the living room window and my bed there is a considerable distance. But nothing matters any more; Sora is all I see.

My lips leave his lips and start to graze over his flushed face until they trail up and down his sensitive swanlike neck.

"Riku!"

Sora exhales deeply and clings tighter to my arms when I whisper the word "beautiful …." against his ears.

Suddenly, clothes are an obstruction against heated skin, time seems endless, and hands are not fast enough to touch. With that in mind, Sora and I make a whole adventure of undressing.

"Stop it!" Ha-ha-h-haaa "You're…" ha-ha-ha "tickling me!!!" Sora laughs uncontrollably while batting my hand away.

"You're the one who's got about a million buckles everywhere!" I tickled him even more until he cried for mercy. "Ok, Ok…I'll help you!"

And when we were both completely naked, I took my time writing both of our names on his body……with my tongue.

R- became the first letter to be traced by my tongue on Sora's naked flesh from left to right.. The pink, wet muscle took it's time teasing my lover's hard nipple until it is left alone as the next letters start to follow. The letters I and then K follow with the same teasing technique until it culminated with the letter U upon Sora's right nipple. The sign & wa traced gently on the flat planes of his stomach until it ended with several dips of my tongue on his navel.

Just imagine where I got to spell my lover's name……

Stings of excitement prickle my body as I watch Sora's lithe body writhe, gasp, moan, and contort from the pleasure of the sensual ministration that are applied to his wanton body. I watch with heavily glazed eyes as Sora tries to mouth silent gasps wile clenching and unclenching his hand on my now messy hair.

I must have paused for a long time or just long enough to give Sora some time to recover because in a matter of an instant, the mischievous little brat was already stroking the tip of my erection with teasing motions.

FUCK!!!!!!!

The foreplay lasted for as long as we were to handle it. We touched, teased, and tasted until our bodies demanded release.

"R-ri-ku!"

Sora moaned passionately as lubricated fingers stretched the crevice of his entrance; the inward outward motions of my fingers creating a pleasurable friction while rubbing against the sensitivity of his prostate. Sora was ready on his knees and thrusting desperately against my fingers. He was begging for that sweet release that only sex could give.

"Almost babe…" I moaned with uncontrolled lust while both prodding inside of him and pleasuring his aching arousal.

Carefully I stretched the tight passage of Sora's entrance until he was finally ready to take me in completely. Since we don't do it too often to brag, it takes both our bodies to adjust whenever we alternate, but hell the rest is bliss.

I push my fully erect penis past Sora's tight ring of muscles slowly. Peering down at him, I watch how tightly he is holding to the sheets. We just freeze there together; allowing us a chance to get reacquainted with our bodies becoming one until Sora is comfortable enough for me to start moving. I set a slow pace to begin with until the pace quickens, my thrusts become more frantic, our moans mingle into a single cry until we can't hold it any longer.

"Sora…" Ngh……"I love you………"

And when the late of the night had settled, when the light of the candles had finally snuffed-out, when our spent bodies had finally settled, sleep devoured our consciousness greedily.

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When I wake-up the next morning, I find part of my bed empty. My hand reaches to caress the empty space on the bed where Sora is supposed to be; only to confirm that he is indeed absent.

For once, just once I would love to have Sora wake-up next to me after a night of incredible, mid blowing sex, but I know that it can't happen. I know he has a duty that is more important than that of our relationship, besides, it was time to send his body up for a checkup. Believe it or not, the bodies that Uriel creates are incredible pieces of organic machinery, but they have to sleep during maintenance every four months, the schedule for each individual is different from others; especially if they are created with years of difference.

Why do I bother telling you all this, you may ask.

Well, let us say that if you can see me, if you can hear me, and if you can talk to me, then you are all ready dead.

"So if I find you doing something inappropriate for a dead soul, I will have to deport you."

That's right…the day that Shinra tried to escape was the day where three jurors, one security guard, my two companions and I died because of the bullets fired from Shinra's revolver. That day our lives took a drastic change; I change that I will never regret because I'm close to the person I love the most.

But, I still have hopes that we will reunite again after we are reborn. I want to live again, but this time, I want Sora by my side for real!

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THE END

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Author blushes. I can't believe I wrote that!!!!

Bad KY, bad KY.