OHAIGUISEPLZ. Allow me to introduce! 'Live for Once'! This is an AkuRoku story, and will be inspirationfully-written by yours truly. It will have a sort of different writing style than Unsought Desires. There will be no little beginning thoughts thingy, but the magical camera of all stalkerness will still hop around time and time again to a person with each chapter. I hope you enjoy! With lots of August 13th love, even when it's a month away, Hah! My birthday's a month away too! But anyways, yes, with lots of love. :D!
And begin, NOW!;
Roxas was silently reading a book on the black leather couch, around him was absolute silence, and the young blonde was enjoying every second of it, of course, that is until his younger brother came running into the room, crying and wailing very loudly. Roxas, now disturbed, cursed under his breath, set his book down, and looked over to his younger brother.
"What are you crying about now, twerp?" he scowled. If anything is possible, why is it so impossible to have a five minute break of babysitting to read a book in silence?
"Kairi is missing!" his younger brother cried more. Roxas shook his head and gently put his book on the table. He picked his younger brother up and pulled him onto his lap.
The two of them didn't seem to really be related, except for they both had the same disposition in eye color. They had deep, light blue eyes that you could get lost in. That was the only thing they really had in common. Roxas was tall, and lean. He didn't have much for muscle, but he could beat the crap out of someone if he wanted, while Sora was short, and just a little pudgy in the stomach, from eating junk food all the time, Sora had muscle as well, but he would rather not beat the crap out of someone. Roxas's hair was a wild fiery blonde, extending from every shade possible, while Sora's was more of a brunette rainbow. The boys were merely 3 years age difference, but Sora was such a crybaby, even for someone at the age of 10, most boys had too much pride to cry. Not Sora.
But either way, Roxas couldn't help but love his brother. He gave Sora a soft hug and smiled at him, which was an obvious lie. He was burning inside with a little bit of aggravation and not caring about Kairi.
"Come on, I'm sure she's just somewhere with her family, Sora." Roxas patted his brother's shoulder and handed him a tissue for his tears.
Sora shrugged. "But, we promised that we would all play hide-and-seek today."
Roxas sighed. "Go play with Riku. I'm sure he'd be glad to play something else with you. Kairi's family is very spontaneous, you never know what they're doing."
The slowly quieting Sora contemplated his brother's words and shrugged, a happier and excited expression covered his face, and "Okay!" he called and jumped off Sora's lap. Roxas shook his head and picked his book back up, and just as he read the first sentence where he'd left off, his phone rang. He sighed.
Never a moment to myself. I swear. He thought, and picked his phone up from the coffee table in front of him. It was playing the song 'VyperPunk' by the band Dope Stars Inc. In other words – Zexion was calling. He answered the phone with a "Hello."
"Hey, Roxas." Yep. Zexion. The slate-haired male had been Roxas's friend since they were little. Roxas took after Zexion since he didn't know what else to do.
"What's the reason for you calling," Roxas asked, mid sentence he paused, "I mean, you never want to be bothered." Sounds over the phone sounded like Zexion had shrugged and a few voices from the background were picked up. Guess some people were at the agency.
"Happen to know why Kairi and her family are here picking out a new kid?" Zexion asked, a sigh and he held the phone away for a moment, as he gave instructions and such to other people at the adoption agency. He was an intern there, working in the one part of the place where the kids couldn't be heard. He had to make some money, somehow, right?
Roxas seemed a little shocked. "No idea." He stated. "Sora was just in here whining that Kairi wasn't around. The hell would they be doing wanting another kid? Isn't that little brat hard enough?" Zexion laughed and agreed. Kairi was a pain in the ass, lots of the time. So why would they want another kid?
"I heard from Kairi's father that some things happened and they found out her mom can't reproduce anymore." Zexion yawned "It explains the breaking in their 'all-natural' shit they have going."
Roxas laughed "Yeah," he picked up his book and began reading it again. Silence enveloped the phone for a few seconds before Zexion asked Roxas a question.
"Hey, Roxas, so what are you reading this week?" Zexion knew Roxas would be reading, it's not like he did anything else, just copy a lot of the stuff the slate-haired teen did.
"Oh, I'm reading Chronicles of Pain right now. It's almost finished" He paused, reading another few sentences. "Next will be Chronicles of Doubt, right?"
"Oh the Chronicle Series was good," Zexion Inquired "Yeah, the next book is Doubt, and then Forgiveness and Love are the next two."
"Yeah. It is very good, which explains why I never can get a single minute of peace. People always love interrupting a good book. Right?"
"You know it, brother. Anyways, I'm going to go before I start getting yelled at for being on a phone here. See you, and good luck with reading."
"Right, see ya buddy." Roxas stated, letting Zexion hang up the phone and cut the connection, he immediately buried himself back into his reading, letting his phone slowly drop into his lap without him realizing.
Five minutes passed. Then pretty soon ten had, twenty, thirty, then an hour. Roxas was nearly finished, just a few more sentences, when his mom came into the door of the trailer they lived in. By now it was late into the night, for her to come home. Roxas looked up at her, then out the window right behind the couch. It was pitch black. He greeted his mother, and she replied to him with a 'You better get ready for bed, Roxas.' He sighed and looked back at his book, reading the last few sentences quickly then setting the book down on the coffee table. When he stood up his phone fell on the floor, sighing, he picked it up and walked to the back of the trailer where he and Sora slept. When they first moved to the islands they were awfully poor, so they built a small, squished trailer. But now, their mother had a well-paying job and she was saving up to buy a real house. A house like a castle, she promised.
Roxas sat on the edge of the bed, on the other side lay a fast asleep Sora, which Roxas never even noticed come in. He shrugged and pulled his shirt off and jeans, leaving him in his heartless boxers. He slipped under the blanket, his back to Sora, and closed his eyes as he slowly faded away to sleep.