Sora x Riku Pretty Boy 3

It's the way that he makes you feel
It's the way that he kisses you
It's the way that he makes you fall in love

The emotions that flooded through Sora when he simply touched Riku were overwhelming. The memories would flood back...

Riku kissed the smaller boy fiercley, a passion burning so bright Sora just about melted. The pleasure engulfed the two of them, reality no longer noticable.

His smile, his laugh, the way he held Sora close as if Riku had not a care in the world but the smaller boy...those were all parts of the silverette's charm. And Sora fell in love with that beautiful face that belonged to Riku.

The memories--he needed to get rid of them.

They needed to go.

They need to go--now!!
I'll go insane if they don't leave my head.
His face, his kiss, his smile, his laughter, his being!! They need to go!!
I'll do anything.
Just stop him from killing me inside out!!

Sora stood atop the building, a small, demonic smile on lips. Where his mouth smiled, his eyes were soulless, empty, dead. The real Sora wasn't here. All there there is here is a shell. A crazed, insane shell. Maiacal laughter rang out across the sky...

...and he jumped.