This story is written with Kingdom Hearts characters set in an AU. Rated due to some graphic scenes, please no flames. Criticism accepted. Enjoy.

Love in Flames

Chapter 1: What Was Once Good

Sora felt his fist clench tightly around the phone. His throat was sore from yelling, his eyes rimmed with tears. He was breathing heavily. There was heavy breathing on the other side of the line. "Well?" Rachael's angry voice came over the phone. "Anything more you want to yell at me?" Soras fist tightened even more, and he felt another yelling fit coming on.

Taking several deep breaths he said as calmly as he could, "No Rachael, I have nothing more to yell at you." Rachael gave a sniff and said coldly, "Good, cause it's not my fault. You have no right to yell at me!" Feeling his anger build one more Sora replied, "How don't I? I haven't done anything wrong!" "What haven't you done wrong?" Rachael yelled back angrily, then hung up.

Sora sat there breathing heavily, still clutching the phone. He didn't understand why this was happening. Rachael didn't seem to even have a reason to be going off at him. She never seemed to have a reason anymore. It was just arguing non stop. Whether there was any reason behind these arguments Sora doubted he would ever know. Rachael seemed to insist on not telling him what these arguments were about, simply stating that he did 'everything'.

Sora heard his mobile go off and saw the caller id. Rachael was calling. He answered rather coldly. It was the usual pattern after an argument. Rachael apologized for what she said, apparently she knew she was wrong. She asked if they could still see each other the next day. Even though Sora knew he shouldn't, he agreed. Then they both hung up.

Rachael sat on the lounge sulking. Sora stood in the kitchen fuming. He didn't know why he had ever agreed to see her today. All that had happened was more arguing took place. That's all that happened anymore, they argued. Sora was sick of it.

"Sora." Rachael said. Sora looked up angrily. "I'm sorry," "Yeah I know what you're going to do." Sora said angrily before she could continue. "You're going to start apologizing for it all. Say you know you're wrong, but then tomorrow or maybe even tonight, we will argue again. And again it will be over some stupid reason."

Rachael stared at Sora after saying this. She put her head down and Sora sighed heavily. "There's a voice you know." Sora looked up when Rachael said this. "I always hear it. It tells me things. It's why I react a lot like I do. I try to push it out, but it doesn't go away." Sora watched Rachael very closely. Her posture had changed quite a bit now. She was saggy, almost as if there was some weight on her shoulders pulling her down.

Sora shook his head. "Voices make you do it? Rachael, that sounds a bit silly. But, I care about you enough to take this seriously. It's not hard to block it out. You can do it." Rachael smiled lightly at this. She then excused herself and went to the bathroom. Sora put his head in his hands. He wished things were like the way they were when they first met. Back when they both seemed to care about the other.

Start Flashback

Sora checked himself for the 30th time in his mirror. He was just considering changing again for the 10th time, when the doorbell rang. Rachael was here, there was no time to change now. He reviewed himself in the mirror once more and went to the door. He took a deep breath and opened it.

Rachael's long brown hair shone and seemed to match her brilliant eyes as her hair hung down below her shoulders. She wore a brilliant white short sleeve top, which was quite tight that seemed to emphasize her already large bust. She wore a short denim miniskirt, and black thongs on. She wore an assortment of bracelets, rings, necklaces and a nice blue pair of earrings.

Sora was so taken back by how beautiful she was it took several seconds for him to actually speak. "Hey Rachael," he said rather quickly, "Why don't you come in?" Rachael flashed a wonderful smile and said, "Hi, thanks." She lightly passed by, and Sora caught whiff of a wonderful perfume that he wished would stay in his nostrils forever.

This was their 4th date. Well it wasn't so much of a date. Rachael was simply coming to Sora's house to hang out. Sora gave her a quick tour. Then they sat down, they talked non-stop, watched T.V. They laughed and smiled. Sora didn't want the day to end and he couldn't imagine how it could get any better.

Rachael reached forward and lightly placed her hand on Sora's leg, rubbing it slightly. Sora felt himself go extremely red in the face, and there was also a slight twitching from an area he really hadn't expected. He looked up into Rachael's eyes who said, "I really like you Sora. I enjoy spending time with you, I enjoy everything about you. I want to…I want to do everything with you."

Before Sora could even respond or consider exactly what she meant by this, Rachael leaned forward and kissed him passionately on the lips. Her right arm wrapped itself around his neck, while her left continued stroking his leg. His heart pumping a million miles a minute, Sora wrapped his arms around her waits and pulled her close. He could feel her chest against his, and his body tingled.

Without needing to say a word, both stood up and made their way to Sora's room not once breaking their connection. When they arrived they stood passionately kissing and allowed each others hands to explore their bodies. As Sora's hands went over Rachael's chest he felt himself getting excited. Rachael ran her hands over his body, panting heavily when taking breaths.

Then ever so slowly, they began to peel each others clothes off. They removed the clothes delicately, yet still with an obvious sign of passion. Soon Sora found himself lightly stroking her naked chest, as both stood there completely naked. Then ever so slowly so Sora got tingles all over his body, Rachael moved her hand down.

End Flashback

Sora approached the bathroom door in a huff. Rachael had been in there for an abnormally large amount of time. Either crying, or thinking of some new way to go off at me. Sora thought to himself. Sora knocked hard on the door and said, "Come on Rachael, you've been in there forever."

There was no response. Sora knocked again, but once more there was no answer. He listened closely and heard nothing. No movement, no sign to even suggest anyone was in there. Sora felt an odd chill go down his spine. Banging the door again, it suddenly swung open slightly. Cautiously Sora opened the door, and stepped inside.

A yell escaped his lips and he launched himself to the ground. Rachael lay there with a pool of blood around here. The wounds on her wrist now virtually dry. Her eyes were wide open, trapped in a deathly stare. Sora shook her violently crying her name, but he knew she would not respond. Sora collapsed on the ground, covering him in her blood crying.

He spotted her mobile lying only a few feet away. It was lit up, and something was written on the screen. With a blood soaked hand, he picked it up and read the message:

This is right. This is how it's meant to be. He told me this was what I was meant to do. Now all will be well. I did this for you, Sora.

Please R&R, let me know what you think. Chapter 2 will be up soon.