SECOND SUBMISSION! XDD
Title: The Lullaby / Oh, Sweet Child of mine
Author: Airiechan
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts [I, II]
Pairing/Threesome: Leon x Sora
Theme(s): #100 Wind and # 10 Childhood
[Yes, separate…
Will do separate cuts but separate entries are a waste of time and space and redoing this thing is a waste of my time.]
Rating: MA [to be safe, in later theme I may mention mature things]
Summary: Sora’s afraid of the wind/Leon Reflects on his lost childhood
Lullaby
Sora pulled his knees to his and shivered. The wind was howling like a pack of rabid wolves and he just couldn’t take it. It was both extremely frightening and stressful at the same time. As he had been laying there howl after howl filled the air and it seemed to get louder each time. He felt his heart beat faster with every whistling wind. He whimpered pathetically into his pillow and squeezed his eyes shut tightly.
Although no matter what he did the wind just kept howling and whistling assaulting his ears and making his heart pound faster than the poor muscle could take. If this kept up he’d have a heart attack before he reached his old age.
Soon, Sora got frustrated and flung himself off of the side of his bed and walked out into the other room where he believed it would be safer from the wild wind. As soon as he exited the wind gave another pitiful howling sound. Sora jumped giving off a loud squeak and he clung to the nearest thing he could which just so happened to be the couch. As he clung to it, he brushed against something soft and warm he recognized to be human skin. His heart raced again and he forgot about the wind for a brief moment as he fell backwards onto the floor.
He closed his eye tightly once he had made contact and refused to open them until he felt comfortable with his surroundings. He opened them slightly, letting them adjust to the darkened room. Once they were as adjusted as they were going to get, Sora surveyed the room. Soon, he made contact with another pair of eyes. He jumped at the sight, but thank goodness it wasn’t noticeable.
“Sora?” A deep, male, voice asked. Sora was surprised at how deep it was. The wind howled again, making him wince. He gave a whimper in reply to the other man’s question. This earned him a look of the utmost concern. “What’s wrong?” The man’s voice was so quiet Sora was surprised he could hear it over the ferocity of the wind. The man pulled himself up into a sitting position and finally, Sora recognized him.
“Leon…?” Sora asked releasing a breath he didn’t know he had been holding in. Leon shifted at his name as the answer to Sora’s question.
“Are you okay?” Leon asked again. Sora sighed.
“Fine,” he said lamely. Leon didn’t seem very convinced at Sora’s latest statement. He reached out and brushed his fingertips against Sora’s cheek. Startled, Sora backed away from him. Sorrow flashed in Leon’s, but as soon as it had come it was gone, Sora barely noticed it.
“What are you doing out here anyway?” Sora asked. He was trying to change the subject again, like he always did when he had made people feel uncomfortable. Leon shrugged and blinked before he gave an answer.
“The wind…” he said flatly. It was a simple reply and it pleased Sora for reasons beyond his comprehension. Now, that was the Leon he knew!
“So, it’s quieter out here?” Leon only nodded and Sora smiled once more. Silence overtook them, but it wasn’t uncomfortable it was a warm and comfortable silence that they both appreciated.
Soon, after a long break the wind started to howl again. Sora shivered at the noise and Leon stopped dozing long enough to glance over at him.
“Cold?” Leon asked, his arms crossed firmly across his well built chest muscles.
“Yes,” Sora answered, a slight blush forming across his cheeks. This earned a smile from Leon, something Sora had never seen before. It was nice in a sense, that Leon trusted him enough to show him his smile.
Leon slid off of the couch and kneeled next to Sora. He leaned over him so that he could whisper something in his ear. Sora gulped and his blushed deepened. Leon was so close he could feel the heat coming from his body, he could hear his heart beating and he could feel his breath against his neck. His heart pounded in rhythm with Leon’s.
“Well,” Leon whispered seductively into his ear, “we’ll just have to change that.” Sora gulped once more.
“What?” He asked, caught a little off guard by Leon’s tone, but his voice was lost in the angry howl the wind gave.
Leon pulled Sora close to his chest, embracing his body against his. Sora could feel the heat even more now, but that was expected. Leon removed an arm from Sora’s waist and reached back to grab his blanket from the couch. Both of them fell to the floor in seconds. Their bodies were so close together Sora doubted they needed a blanket at all. Sora felt Leon nuzzle his neck gently. Sora let out a small cat-like mewl that earned a purr from deep in Leon’s throat; Sora liked that sound.
The calm that he felt in this position was getting to him now and his eyelids were beginning to droop slightly. The wind had died down to a wonderful lullaby now that he was caught in Leon’s arms. Sora hummed along with it until sleep overtook him. Leon smiled down at the boy in his arms and brushed his lips against Sora’s before he followed in his footsteps. And the wind howled in his distance singing its lullaby to the world.
Sweet Child of Mine
That night, not so long ago in a world not far from here is where I lost my childhood innocence. I never thought I’d think about it again, but just seeing him, Sora, reminded me of how I used to be; how innocent, how naive. Not many people would think something like that would affect me so much and so little at the same time. You see, when I was younger, I used to live in an orphanage by the sea. The woman that kept us there was nice, but when the people would visit to adopt someone, I always got the cold shoulder. I know it doesn’t sound like it would hurt all that much, but when they wanted someone else it left me open to him; the man who lived there. He hurt me in so many ways I’d rather not try and remember, but even if I don’t it’s still so vivid…like it just happened yesterday and not 10 years ago.
For the longest time I couldn’t stand to be around Sora because he brought bake memories I had wanted to bury. It’s why I don’t like to be called Squall, why I can’t stand kids and why I don’t like to get close to anyone. Soon though Sora made me see things I never had before. He taught me what innocence was really like and he taught me much more.
I can still remember the first time I ever took away his innocence. It wasn’t forced, and it wasn’t out of pity. It was a beautiful moment between the two of us, though at first I had been a little standoffish at the whole idea, but there was just something about Sora. Now, when I think about all this I realize how much I truly do admire him in a way I have never admired anyone, but there are also those days when he makes me sick. I know it seems kind of cruel, but being around him so long it’s kind of a bit annoying after awhile.
Now, as I think about this whole thing we’ve shared, I realize that I’m smiling again. Sora always did bring out the best in me. It’s that old childhood innocence that really brought me to him in the first place.
Oh, sweet child of mine.