Resistance

"I'll see you through the lonely nights of wanting more, more, more…"



Their attitudes would never match up with the way they felt.

In their light blue button-down shirts and dark blue ties to match, they walked the hallways gracefully. They strutted down the halls and other turned their heads, even though they were all the same. The special private boarding school of Destati High, elegant and proper, was their home. They hid behind hateful masks as they stalked down the hallways.

Riku walked side-by-side with his boyfriend, Sora. The silver-haired teen was very watchful of his brunette partner, giving glares to anyone who dared look in Sora's direction the wrong way. And he gave the most death glares to him

And Roxas walked with his boyfriend Axel's arms snaked around his waist. He clung to the older boy, fumbling with his tie and pulling him in closer for a kiss whenever he felt he needed contact with his lips. And he glared, keeping his arm around Axel's body as well, wishing death upon those who thought anything he didn't approve.

Axel would chuckle at his boyfriend; Sora only smiled. And the two didn't know.

And when all four passed by each other in the hallways, it was like a silent war, one that couldn't be heard, but felt. And Axel and Sora definitely felt it, the way Roxas and Riku's eyes bore into each other with the ever-so-obvious "I hate you" lurking behind them. And Axel and Sora never did anything about it, because they loved their boyfriends too much to start a problem.

They hated each other when they were in their boyfriends' arms; they hated each other when they were with their friends; but alone with each other was something entirely different.

x—x

Riku stumbled into Roxas' dorm room, staring at the blonde haired boy who was sitting on his bed and staring at the floor. And Roxas looked up, stared at the silver-haired by who was drilling holes into him, into his clothes, with his eyes.

"Roxas," Riku breathed. And it sounded like hatred, but it wasn't. Just pure and utter lust.

And within seconds Riku had pounced onto Roxas, pushing him down to the bed; and within moments they were locking lips, tongues trailing over their necks and hands wandering up chests and shirts being torn off and ties being pulled. And when Riku thought he was above he was suddenly below, and Roxas' bright blue eyes were staring at him with a desire that nobody could deny. And Riku had nothing to offer in words but a low moan as Roxas slipped his hand into the other's pants and God, Riku knew that this was wrong, that they both had someone waiting for them.

But fuck, he couldn't resist.

"Roxas," Riku hissed again, and the two were kissing once more, more clothes flying and screaming and sweat and more, more, more…

They hated each other when they were in their boyfriends' arms; they hated each other when they were with their friends; but alone with each other was something entirely and completely different.


A/N: This was written outta nowhere. I was listening to "Untouched" by The Veronicas one day at school and the whole private school setting with a secret behind it came into mind. I can just imagine Riku and Roxas giving each other death glares but secretly groping each other when their boyfriends were away. Ah, victims of lust. :)

So anyway. Hope you guys enjoyed. Review, no flames, please!