Maybe one day, maybe
Sora's eyes widened. No, this can't be happening, let go let go let go LET GO! Sora immediately yanked his hand away, causing Riku to fall back. Sora stared at nothingness. "I didn't mean to hurt him! I'm sorry...I can't hurt him..." "Sora...?" Riku walked up to Sora, his vision getting fuzzy, a blurred image floating in front of Sora. "Sora...who's that?" it spoke, but Riku couldn't hear it. "NO I DIDN'T MEAN TO! NO NO I'M SORRY! JUST GET OUT IT'S YOUR FAULT!" "SORA!" Riku spun Sora around, gripping his shoulders tight. "GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF!" Sora's eyes watered. "I'm sorry Riku..." Sora went to pull away, but Riku held a firm grip. "What was that?" "That...nothing, Riku let go." Riku frowned. "Don't get close, don't get close to me, you need to ignore me like the rest do." "I want to get close to you." "Riku you already are close enough, too close for your own safety, so let go and forget." Riku shook his head and held him close. He was so cold. "It's hard to forget someone who gave you so much to remember." Riku said, smiling. "We've only known each other for two days." "Sora, everyone is a container of gas, waiting to go off, but the container is so beautiful, you stay with it everyday. One day, it goes off and the horrible gas releases, infecting the other containers, some let their poison out, and some don't." Riku said. Sora looked up at Riku, almost astonished that he could speak so poetically. "What are you shakespear?" Riku ran his fingers through Sora's hair, staying silent. "Your lips are so kissable Sora, I wonder if they taste as good as they look." Sora blushed red, going to push away again. "Sora...." Riku leaned down, but just kissed the top of his head. "Don't worry, I won't do anything you don't want." "I didn't want majority of our conversations and skin to skin contact." "That's not true, you wanted someone, someone to love you, but you're afraid, afraid to hurt someone for some reason, I'm just persistent." Sora sighed. "Riku you're gonna get hurt." "Life isn't perfect." "masochist" "Sadist." Sora lightly slapped Riku, a joke slap really. "Oo baby." Riku joked. Sora blushed a light pink, then spoke. "I um...I've never kissed anyone, never dated anyone, my friends were scarce and things so my social interaction is kinda...I-I'm sorry..." Riku leaned down and rested his forehead on Sora's. "When can I be your first kiss?" "Never." "When can I be your first kiss?" "When you capture my heart, so never." "When can I be your first kiss?" "When, and if, we fall in love." Riku smiled, staring at that fucking figure, growing a little less blurred.
"YES I GOT MY SHAMPOO BACK!" Ventus yelled out, basically cradling it as Vanitas laid on the ground, crying. "I miss him so much, I want to be with him again." Vanitas whined. "I really need him to get a job." Ventus said, helping Roxas clean up his side of the room. "Well we could always get him another bottle." Roxas stated, grabbing Marluxia guide book on "How to Orgasm in Five Minutes." and hiding it in the back of the shelf. "I think he just needs a human lover." Ventus said. Roxas and Vanitas stared at Ventus. "GUYS NO!" Vanitas pouted. "Please, it would make my day perfect, no my life perfect!" Ventus groaned. "I don't even like him! He stole my shampoo!" "Ven, Xion agrees with me." Ventus groaned. "Ventus you should go out with him!" Roxas wrapped his arm around Ventus and whispered in his ear. "Or I'll take you myself..." "Alright alright as long as you stop molesting me Xion!" Roxas backed off, smiling. Ventus sighed greatly and looked over at Vanitas. "Vanitas will you be my-" "YES!" Vanitas jumped onto of Ventus and kissed him softly, causing Ventus to lose his balance and fall, wide eyed watching the black haired boy kiss him with such softness. "Caaaaaaan you feeeeeeeel the looooooove toniiiiight?" Roxas sang happily. Ventus broke away, Vanitas still on top. "Not really..." Roxas grabbed Marluxia's small bag with a white substance. "Ven, Van, look." they both turned their heads and sighed greatly. "Marleyyyyyyy noooooooo." Vanitas said. "Again?" "Again" Roxas sighed. "This fucking sucks." Ventus said. "What happened this time?" Roxas asked, tossing the bag in the fireplace. "He seemed perfectly fine, well fine for Marluxia." Ventus said as Vanitas got up.
Why doesn't he just tell us something's wrong instead of turning to this?
Why does he keep everything bottled inside as his visions torment him?
Why can't he just keep Xion controlled inside, dealing with his problems on his own?
Why can't he just eat something?
Why can't he just talk to us about his social nervousness instead of turning to inanimate objects?
Why can't he just stop stressing out?
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