【Dancing Beside Destiny】

As the large limousine stopped in front of a large white building, Sora couldn’t help but feel a slight sort of emptiness. For many days he had dreaded this event, hoping in his mind that the day would never have to come.

This was it. They had finished high school, and tonight was their year 12 formal.

Sora knew very well himself that this was going to be one of the last times he’ll ever see all his friends together in one place, well not until the school reunion in 20 years time anyways. Most of them had plans already, some were moving out in persuade of their dream career, while others are going to different colleges after graduation.

And one person in particular had the most impact on him. He still remembered that faithful day about one month ago, when the silver-haired boy approached him for a ‘serious discussion’.

“Sora, there’s no easy way of saying this, so I’m just going to say it...” He tightened his fist slightly as he looked to the ground. “After our graduation, I’m leaving to go study in the US.”

That simple sentence almost tore him apart, and although he knew that Riku had to go someday, but he wasn’t expecting it to be so soon... But at that moment in time, he knew he had to be happy for him, since he was going to do something that he had wanted to for a long time. But no matter how much he told himself that he should be happy for his friend, his heart refused to give in.

“Why did they have to drag me to this stupid formal anyways...” Sora mumbled under his breath, hoping that his friend won’t notice that he was sulking.

His thoughts were suddenly stopped as a small hand tapped his shoulder.

“Hey Sora, are you daydreaming again...?” The brunette haired girl giggled. “We’re here already, why don’t you open the door so we can all get out and go to our graduation.

“Huh...? Oh right... Sorry Kairi.” He reached over and opened the door of the limo, before ducking slightly and walking outside. He watched numerous couples and groups of girls walking into the large hall with bright shining faces among their faces. Their dresses were long and decorated with different colours and material, while the guys just mainly wore black tuxedos with dazzling white shirts. Many masks of different colours, shapes and sizes were worn, so it was almost impossible to recognise who is who.

As he made his way to the entrance of the hall, Kairi brought her arms around Sora’s as she snuggled slightly closer.

“This is so exciting... Everybody look sooo pretty and unique.” She said excitedly, the shiny material of her dress reflected in the moonlight. She was wearing a long crimson dress, while her silver glittered mask was only big enough to cover her eyes. “Oh, and thanks for coming as my partner Sora. You’re such a good friend.”

“Mmm...” Was Sora’s only reply as he stepped into the large white hall.

Pulling his half mask onto his face, he stopped suddenly to look across the hall in amusement. It was over decorated with flowers, ribbons, streamers and everything that was colourful and easy on the eyes. Couples were dancing, friends talking and eating beside the refreshments table, teachers were watching in dark corners to make sure there wasn’t any troublemakers.

There was also a large banner expanding from one side of the hall to the other, that read “The Yr 12 Graduation Formal – Theme – A 19^th Century Masquerade Ball” in big bold letters.

Feeling Kairi’s grip slipping away from his arm, he watched as the brunette haired girl ran over to greet her friends. He would go with her, but he really didn’t feel like it at the moment, so he just simply waved at Yuffie, Sephie and all the others. Instead, he started to make his way over to the dancefloor, pushing away numerous people to get a better look around.

‘I wonder where Riku is, I really need to talk to him.’ He thought as he stopped in the middle of the hall, trying to look for his silver haired friend. But it was quite impossible to recognise anybody because practically everybody was wearing a mask of some sort.

‘That’s if I can find him with all these people here!’ He growled as her was pushed away by a dancing couple.

Giving up after a while, he realised it was hardly possible to find Riku, he grabbed a nearby chair and simply sat next to the food and refreshments table.

~*~

“So Riku, how did your application go...?” Asked Tidus as he took another sip out of his tropical fruit punch. “So now you’re definitely going to the US to study literature, right...?”

“Actually...” Riku trailed off before looking a bit disappointed. “My application was rejected, I found out yesterday in the mail...”

“REJECTED?!” The spiky haired blonde nearly spit out his drink. “But I thought they say they were gonna accept you...?!”

“Well apparently, they made a mistake and now they send their deepest regards.” Riku rolled his eyes and cursed. “Shit, now what am I going to do...? I had my hopes set on that stupid college and now they don’t think I’m worthy to go anymore.”

“Well your marks are good, I’m sure you can easily get into another college that you want around here.” The blonde looked over to the lonely brunette haired boy sitting beside the refreshment table. “Hey Riku, isn’t that Sora...?” He narrowed his eyes to get a better image. “Either he is trying to pig-out on the food on the refreshments table before I do, or he’s isolating himself from the crowd. I wonder what’s wrong...”

“Hmmm... Me too... I’ll go have a look, I’ll talk to you guys later.” Riku replied as he walked over to the lonely figure in the distance.

~*~

Sitting there, eating a small slice of strawberry shortcake and drinking a strong cup of Dir en grey tea, the brunette haired-boy looked up just in time to see a masked person suddenly coming towards his direction.

‘Riku?’ He hoped inside his mind.

“Hey Sora, can’t help but notice that you’re a bit lonely here...” The silver-haired boy chuckled as he looked at the brunette up and down. “Nice outfit, so what are you trying to be...?”

“Ummm... Actually I’m trying to be Sorro, but with a S instead of a Z... Get it...?” He forced a small chuckle as he pretended to carve an S in the air with his plastic sword. “Well what are trying to be...? Phantom of the opera...?” He joked while looking at the half-mask, the frilly white shirt, the long black pants and the long black cape that his friend was wearing.

“Actually, that is what I’m suppose to be Sora...” Riku coughed slightly as he straightened up his cape. He looked behind a grabbed a single red rose from the decoration flower basket and gave the one fragile flower to his friend. “So anyways, I came over to ask you why you won’t dancing with Kairi, or doing anything at that matter.” The silver-haired boy bent over to get a closer look at the brunette’s face, hidden underneath his expressionless pale mask.

“Sorry that you noticed, but I’m just not in the mood.” He sighed as he took another sip from his tea, wincing a little as it burnt his tongue.

Riku frowned. “What’s wrong...? Is it because you’re upset because this is the last time we’re all gonna be together in one place?”  He chuckled and stood back up. “Well if you want, you can come back with me to the boys and we could all talk... I’m sure that’ll make you feel much better, Sora—well its better then you just sitting next to the refreshments all night, sulking and eating.”

“Seriously Riku, I rather not... I don’t want the boys to see me all worked up about nothing... I’m fine really...” He forced another small smile. “So why don’t you just go back to Tidus and everybody and enjoy yourself instead of trying to cheer the scrooge up?”

“Well I can’t just leave you here doing nothing... I mean, it’s our last day of Yr 12 and you’re not even enjoying yourself.” He hid a small sly smile as a brilliant idea popped up into his head. “Well if you really don’t want to do anything, I can’t make you, Sora. But...” He bowed slightly and took Sora’s hand in his before pressing his soft lips against it. “May I have the honour to have at least one last dance with you before I go back to the boys...?”

Sora looked blankly at Riku’s hand. He was still shocked at what the silver haired boy had just done. He felt a familiar heat starting to heat up on his cheeks.

‘Is this really happening or did somebody spike the punch...?’ He thought as he shook his head a little. ‘Just accept it Sora, or you’ll regret it for the rest of your life.’

“Ummm... Sure, alright... I’ll dance with you only because you’re my friend.” He said softly, trying not to let the patch of crimson rule his face all over.

Giving him a small smile, Riku took his hand and walked him out to the dancefloor.

“But what I suppose to do, Riku?” He almost yelped as Riku yanked him closer, placing one strong grip on his waist as his other hand rested in his arm. “R...Riku?”

“Well its simple... You see I hold you like this, and you hold onto my shoulder with one hand and leave your other hand in mine’s. Do you understand...?” He nodded as he saw Sora complied with his instructions in a slightly embarrassed way. “And since this is a free dance, all we have to do is sway around.” He chuckled, as he saw some of the people dancing the Macarina with the slow classical music playing in the background.

Following his every step, Sora learnt to sway and step to the rhythm with the careful guidance of his silver-haired friend. He had always wanted to try this with him, but had never had the gut to ask him to... And now that Riku was fulfilling his daydream, he closed his eyes and savoured the moment, his body swinging to the slow romantic music. It wasn’t before long until he realised that their bodies had begun to press closer and closer against each other, as the two got more comfortable with the dance. Their hips were now aching against each other, and their chests touching one and another’s.

And now, Sora wished for more. He wanted this to be more then a dance between two friends who were going to be leaving each other soon... He wanted this to be a dance with passion, a dance where he could whisper into Riku’s ears and tell him all those things that he had bottled up inside him since the first day they met. Although they were just children back then, he could feel an immediate connection and closeness to the silver-haired boy since that day they became friends.

As the song begun to near its end, Sora knew he had to voice his opinion. He had to tell Riku how he felt before it’s too late.

“Riku... I...I need to say to something to you...” He bowed his head as his friend looked at him most probably with a questionable expression now located on his face. “I don’t want you to go to California. I don’t want you to go to the US to study. I know I’m being selfish but, no matter how much I tell myself to be happy for you, I can’t accept the fact that you’re leaving me, forever.”

“Sora, what are you saying...?” Riku said in a slightly confused tone, pulling Sora to the side to talk, so that they wouldn’t get in the way of the other dancing couples.

“I...I don’t want you to leave me Riku. My heart tore in half that day when you told me you got accepted into that famous literacy college in the US. I...it still hurts me now every time I think about it... I... I can’t bare to lose you, Riku.” He looked up slowly, hoping that his friend wasn’t angry at his words. “I... I can’t live without you... I need you Riku...”

“Sora...” Riku could hardly believe what he was hearing. All this time he thought he was the one to be worried about his departure, and when he thought Sora was happy about him leaving to study in the US, he was slightly hurt by it too. But now...

 “I... I can’t live without you... I need you Riku...” 

“Please don’t be angry... I know how selfish I’m acting but... You deserve the truth.” Sora continued, looking back down at his feet again.

Riku was silent, and his face remained expressionless behind the mask. He didn’t know what to say, but as he felt Sora pulling away, he grabbed his waist and yanked him back, right up against his body, making the brunette yelp in a surprised manner.

“Sora...” He whispered beside his ear, his voice so soft and hoarse that it could hardly be audible with all the instrumental music playing in the background. Sora shivered a little as he felt a soft pair of lips, running against the shell of his ear. “I need you too.” He continued, before burying his face into Sora’s bushy brunette hair. His arms wrapped around him, pulling him closer into a tight passionate embrace.

“R...Riku...” Sora watched as the silver-haired boy took off his half mask and reached over to lift his one up as well. And the next thing he remembered was Riku’s mouth, imprinting themselves onto his soft pouty lips.

Closing his eyes and letting a small crystal tear slide out from the corner of his ocean blue eyes, he proceeded to wrap his arms around the taller boy, kissing back with all his passion. The kiss was so simple, yet so fierce... Their tongues meeting halfway, flicking against each other’s, both fighting for dominance and control.

Many were staring at them and talking at that moment in time, but they didn’t care... Some started gasping and laughing, teasing the two boys of their newfound relationship, but the comments were ignored. Even Kairi was looking over, her face with a slightly shocked look, although she did predict that something was ‘going on’ between the two boys. But they didn’t care, as they continued their passionate kiss. All they cared about was each other, and what they had together.

Pulling back after a while, Riku gave Sora one last peck on the lips before pulling him into a corner.

“I love you.” The silver haired-boy whispered as he flicked his tongue against Sora’s dried lips. “I have for a long time, but I didn’t know how to tell you.”

“Mmm...” Sora murmured as he savoured the taste left by Riku, which was still remaining inside his mouth. “I...I love you too, Riku...” Sora’s breath was still irregular, and his pants were audible and heavy.

“W...we should go somewhere else, where there isn’t so many prying eyes and backstabbers...” Riku whispered between his pants, pulling Sora slightly closer. “But there isn’t anywhere private in this hal—” His eyes stopped as they come across a little white door hidden behind the stage, a small mischievous smirk painted on his face. “I know...”

Grabbing Sora’s wrist and making sure nobody was watching, they sneaked into the small room, locking it behind them afterwards. Flicking the light switch on, it revealed mirrors, make-up and boxes after boxes of clothes. There was also a small single bed near the back corner of the room, most probably for the actors to rest during their breaks.

“Isn’t this the dressing room for the hall...?” Sora asked, as he walked around and opened the closet to find hair sprays, bobby pins and other beauty products.

“Possibly, since this hall is usually used for theatrical performances, school productions and such.” He sat down on a nearby stool, watching as Sora pulled a chair to sit beside him.

“I wanted to come in here so we could talk privately for a while.” Riku continued as he lets his hand run across Sora’s chestnut hair, letting the strands slip through his curious fingers.

“I... I guess no matter what happens now, y... you’ll still be leaving for the US in about 3 days time.” Sora bowed his head. “I... I’m going to miss you a lot, but I know where I stand and that if I do care about you, I wouldn’t stop you from going to follow your dream to become a author...”

Pulling the brunette’s chin closer, Riku brushed his lips against his.

“I got a letter at the last minute today, before I came to the formal.” He whispered, his lips pressing against Sora’s as the words slowly came out of his mouth. “Apparently they made a mistake and I wasn’t accepted after all.” He ran a hand through his soft silver hair and pulled back. “They don’t think I’m good enough... They said my application showed certain aspects of writing talent, but they still don’t think it matches the high standards of their stupid college.” He growled, looking deep into Sora’s sapphire eyes. “I don’t know whether to be happy or to be angry at the moment. I’m pissed because they completely destroyed my dream, but I’m also content because that means I can stay here with you...”

“Riku... T...That’s so cruel... Y...you mean that they made a mistake about the applications and you ended up being rejected...?” Small tears begun to form in the corners of his deep blue eyes, as he leaned forward to rest against Riku’s neck. “I... I’m sorry Riku... I... I’m sure that college is just fucked up, because I think you have more talent then anybody else I’ve known.” He gave him a small sincere smile. “I... I’m sure you can easily get into another college since you’re so good at writing...”

Feeling slightly resentful because he had made Sora cried, Riku pressed a gentle kiss against the brunette’s forehead, assuring him that everything was okay now.

“But that doesn’t matter any more... I know there are other ways for me to achieve my dream... What matters now is that I finally know how you feel for me, and vice versa.” He tilted Sora’s chin up with one single finger, before pressing his lips against his again, nipping at the bottom of his dried sore pout. “I want you Sora... Please say that you would let me express myself to you.” He flicked his tongue against his mouth.

“Mmm...” The brunette’s words were muffled by their kiss. “Y... you know I could never say no to you, Riku.”

Chuckling lightly, Riku picked up Sora in one easy movement and carried him over to the small single bed, their lips never leaving each other’s. Pressing the younger boy against the mattress, a small devious look appeared on the silver-haired boy’s face.

Standing back up for just a second, Riku managed to grab a small piece of black silky material, pulling it away from the chair it was hanging on. Advancing on top of Sora, he pinned his arms and legs down to make him rather vulnerable at his mercy. He carefully wrapped the black material around Sora’s eyes, making a perfect blindfold.

“R...Riku...W...what are you doing...?” He whimpered slightly as the images in front of him were nothing but pitch black. “P…please don’t blindfold me... I...I want to see what you’re going to do to me...”

The silver haired boy couldn’t help but stifle a small chuckle. “But its more fun for me if we do this, and this...” He reached back and pulled out his belt from his black pants, before using it to tie Sora’s hands together too. “Now you’re completely helpless...” He sniggered as he kissed the brunette’s neck.

“O... onegaii... L... let me go Riku-sama... I... I don’t want to be tied up and left at your mercy...” He whimpered as Riku pinned his legs down so he couldn’t struggle. He swallowed loudly, as a slightly feeling of anticipation begun to run through his body as the silver haired boy slipped the buttons of his shirt one by one.

“You’re so cute and innocent when you’re begging for me, Sora.” He whispered, continuing to lick that sensitive spot on Sora’s neck, as he pulled his shirt open. Reaching back, he ripped off his own black cape as it was beginning to annoy him, before leaning forward to tease his koibito again. “If you be good and remain still, then maybe you don’t even need to beg...” He continued, nipping at his collarbone, leaving a few deep dark bite marks. “But until I begin being merciful, you’ll have to tell me what you want me to do to you first.”

A slight crimson begun to spread of Sora’s face as he tried desperately to see what was beyond his blindfold. “O... onegai... R... Riku-sama... I... I need you to touch me...” He moaned slightly as he felt the older boy grind his hips against his teasingly.

“You want me to touch you already?” Asked Riku in a slightly amused voice. “I think you’re being a bit too needy and impatient, Sora, so I guess I’ll have to punish you a bit further before I can do that.”

He sniggered softly as he slid down slightly to tease Sora’s nipple, letting his hand pinch at the small pink bud teasingly. Impress to see the brunette throwing his head back and moaning needingly, Riku brought his mouth over the sensitive bud and teased it with his tongue and teeth.

“R... Riku-sama... O... onegai... P... please stop teasing me... I…it’s so unbearable...” Sora whispered in between his moans. He let a small needy cry slip from his lips as he felt his the hardness in his lower body tightening painfully from Riku’s ministrations. He felt so helpless, but yet... He still wanted more...

“God, are you usually this needy...?” Joked Riku as his lets his wondering hands explore and stroke certain parts of the brunette’s body. After tickling the small muscle around his navel area, he ran his hand onto his koibito’s thigh, before sliding it up to cup his arousal.

Arching up slightly against his sudden rough movement, Sora let out a small hissed from in between clenched teeth.

Why was Riku torturing him so badly... ? But Sora was even more confused at the fact that he liked to be tortured like this...

To be left completely helpless and at the mercy of his silver haired koibito...

“R... Riku-sama... o... onegaiii...” He pleaded again, a small tear sliding from his eye. “T...this is too much... I don’t know how much more I can take...”

“Well, then say what you want... Or else how would I know how to please you...?” Riku teased as he unbuckled the brunette’s pants before tugging them down along with his boxer shorts. Watching the brunette recoil in embarrassment at the fact that was completely exposed, he felt himself getting a tiny bit impatient too. The tightness of his own arousal was getting quite unbearable and he knew he needed Sora soon too. “Well, are you going to tell me or just keep struggling because you don’t want me looking at your body...?”

“R...Riku... I... I need you to go down on me... O... onegai... I... I want you to tease me with your tongue and mouth and I need it now...” He practically cried out as he felt Riku’s hand encircled his aroused member. “Please... I need you to suck me NOW...”

“Well... It seems like my innocent little koibito isn’t so innocent after all...” He smirked and kissed his inner thigh, flicking his tongue against him. “Say it Sora. Say you’re a sukebe that likes to be tortured. You love the fact that you’re at my mercy and that you can’t do anything about it. Admit it...”

“R... Riku-sama... Please...”

The silver haired boy’s smirk continued to grow wider. “Say it or I won’t give you what you want...” He growled, flicking his tongue against Sora’s arousal for a brief second only, causing the brunette to shiver in pleasure.

“R... Riku-sama... I... I admit it... I... I’m a sukebe t... that like to be tortured and I love the fact that I... I’m at your mercy...” He whimpered as he felt Riku’s mouth teasing his member even more. “O... onegai...”

“That’s what I thought so too, Sora-chan.” He pressed forward and wrapped his tongue around him, before covering his mouth over him. He flicked his tongue against his arousal teasingly, while his teeth nipped him occasionally.

Sora was going slightly wild, moans continuously slipping out of his lips along with several needy pleads, yet all he could do was press his hips up more against his koibito’s mouth.

“O... onegai... I... I don’t know how much longer I can take this...” Sora cried as he squeezed his eyes closed painfully. He yelped even more at Riku’s sudden change of pace, his tongue and his teeth teasing the tip of the brunette’s arousal, causing him to go wild. “Ahhhh... R... Riku-samaaaa...”

He collapsed back into the mattress shuddering, his body mattered with a thing layer of sweat. The front strands of his hair and his fringe were glued to his forehead. His pulse was beating wildly against his neck, while his heart was still pounding against his ribcage.

Giving Sora a few last nips and licks just to be sure he was satisfied, he slid back up and kisses the brunette on the lips. Sora blushed, realising why he had just kissed him and recoiled in embarrassment yet again.

 “God you taste good, Sora. I just thought you would like to taste it too.” He chuckles teasingly while going back to nipping the wildly pounding pulse point on his neck. “Are you really sure you want me to continue...?” He asked, just in case the brunette wasn’t ready to take the next step. “We could always stop now if you want too...”

“Nooo... P... please don’t stop... I’ll die if you do...” He whimpered desperately, his voice filled with need and frustration. “P... please I... I need you inside me Riku...”

“Alright... If you think you’re ready...” Pulling back slightly, Riku begun to work his own pants off, taking off his boxers and briefs in the process as well. Positioning himself on top of the brunette. “Sorry if I’m going to hurt you Sora, but I promise I’ll make it better.”

“Mmm…” Replied Sora as he nodded in acknowledgment. A small whimper of pain slipped from him as he felt Riku pressing into him slowly. He squeezed his eyes shut, letting a single small tear slide out. He felt soft lips pressing against his in comfort, and soft words where whispered against his ears to ensure him that the pain will fade soon enough. “I… I’m better now Riku-sama…” He whispered, trying to tell him that he could continue as he wished.

Still not quite convinced, the silver haired boy pulled out slowly before pressing back into his brunette koibito, making sure he wasn’t causing him any more pain. Kissing his lips, neck and anywhere else that he could reach, Riku hissed slightly as Sora tightened around him a little.

He wanted Sora to feel the same pleasure as he would, so he slides his hand down to his member again, and encircled it with his tight grip. His sudden movement caused Sora to jump slightly, making the brunette haired boy yelp even more.

“P… please… I… I really don’t know how much more of this I can take…” He pleaded as he felt Riku’s hand speeding up its touches, while the rhythm of their dance begun to increase as well. Sora yelped and mewled helplessly as he felt himself racing to his second peak of the night.

“Sora…” Growled Riku as he leaned forward to lock his lips with his koibito again as they reached their peak together.

Both panting loudly, Riku managed to roll to the side and lie beside Sora, as he knew that he was exhausted from their prolonged session of lovemaking. He slides his hand behind Sora’s head, untying the blindfold that forbidded him to see Riku before. Next, he reached up to undo the belt that was currently wrapped around his wrist before pulling the brunette close into his arms, kissing his sweat-matted forehead slightly.

“God I love you Sora…” The silver haired boy whispered lovingly, although his tone showed that he was obviously worn out.

Basking in the afterglow, Sora nearly nodded off until he heard the announcement outside in the hall.

“Oh shit, the principal’s handing out the graduation certificates.” Riku growled as he sits up and tries to redo his clothing. He grabbed the pile of clothes beside the bed and past it to Sora quickly.

Watching Riku panic slightly, the brunette haired boy couldn’t help but smirked a little. Walking in front of the mirror to check that his hair was alright, he dragged Riku over to the door. Opening the door slightly and peeking outside to make sure nobody could see them come out, they saw that the presentation ceremony had finished and everybody was making their way out of the hall.  Sneaking out quickly in amongst the crowd, Riku saw Tidus and Kairi waiting just outside the hall.

“Hey where were you guys at the presentation ceremony…?” Asked Tidus as he handed Sora and Riku their graduation certificates.

“W… well let’s just say that we solved a little problem.” Replied the silver haired boy, offering Sora a small hidden smirk and causing the brunette to blush slightly.

“Can’t believe 12 years of school is finally over!” Tidus said excitedly as he stretched a little. “Well I guess from today on, it’s going to be sleeping in until 2pm and watching the telly all day. Well, until college starts anyways!”

“You can’t be more right about that, Tidus.” Chuckled Riku as he looked at the brunette haired boy standing beside him, as he held his hand. “And from today on, we’re going to be together, Sora.” He whispered beside his ear, giving him a quick peck on the lips when his friends won’t paying attention.

“I wonder if they heard us during that presentation ceremony, Riku.” Sora giggled a little. “I mean, we were being pretty loud and there was no music playing when they were handing out the certificates…”

“Gah, I hope not.” Coughed Riku, a small blush appearing on his face. He stopped for a moment to help Sora fix up the collar of his shirt. “And I surely hope that Tidus and Kairi don’t suspect that we did something, either.”

~*~

“Oh my god, did you see the way how Sora was all shakened and flushed when I asked him where he was during the ceremony?” Whispered Tidus as Kairi giggled a tiny bit too.

“Yeah and not to mention the bite marks on Sora’s neck.” She continued, still chuckling a tiny bit. “Well I’m glad, at least they’ve finally found happiness.”

Looking back, she saw Sora leaning against Riku’s shoulder, as they walked together,  hand in hand.