CC: Readers to and fro, I bid you a warm hello! Welcome to my first Roxas-Sora story.

Roxas: Oh joy…being stuck with that hyper brunette again. Damn you, fanfiction.

CC: …Would you be quiet! I'll stick you with Saix, so help me god!

Roxas: OH GOD NO!

CC: Exactly. Now!

Sora: What I miss?

CC: …Sora…Roxas, you guys are awesome, but SHUT UP and let's get on with the story…

Sora and Roxas: …Jerk!

Twilight Town

It's a warm late summer day in Twilight Town, home of Roxas Strife…The sun is shining brightly, birds are singing, and his father is grilling steak for lunch.

So why does Roxas feel so sad?

Right.

School's starting. And he's going it alone this year…and there's that—

"Roxas! Cloud! Your steaks are ready!" Roxas' father calls from the deck, situated off the kitchen.

Roxas can hear the sounds of his brother's footsteps down the stairs, which he soon follows. His steak is served, along with Cloud's, and the three males begin devouring the meat hungrily, as if they hadn't eaten in days!

"So Roxas, Cloud: are you all packed for school?" Their father inquires, looking at his blonde boys.

"Yea dad, I'm good." Cloud says simply, looking down at his plate.

"Roxas?" His dad inquires.

"Yep. I'm packed…I can't believe you're sending us to boarding school, dad." Roxas says sadly, sighing deeply.

Cloud looks over at his little brother empathetically: Roxas has always been sensitive, and losing his mother last year was almost too much for him to bear.

"I've said it a million times, boys: since your mother…went passed on…I was thinking a lot…How fleeting life is, and how I need to do more for you two." Their father says, looking at his steak, then Cloud, then Roxas. "Public schools here aren't up to snuff, but what I researched bout this academy is nothing but positive: accepting environment…" He looks at Roxas knowingly. Cloud just raises his eyebrow, clearly confused.

"…Excellent teachers, the works." He finishes quickly, and returns to his steak.

"Yea but dad—" Roxas starts.

"No buts, Roxas. You're 16, you don't need to rely on me for many things, this'll just prove how grown up you are. I know how you hate being treated like a child." Their dad says cheerfully.

"He's got a point, Rox." Cloud says, cracking a weak smile.

"…I guess so." Roxas says, sighing deeply.

Destiny Islands

"Soraaaaaa!" His mom calls from the main floor.

"Yea mom?" He calls back.

"Don't just shout at me like a bad driver! Get down here and talk to me!" His mom calls back, joviality in her voice.

Sora rolls his eyes, and flips off his bed, running down the steps, and promptly slips on the last, landing on his ass HARD.

"Owwwww!" He whines as his mother suppresses her laughter.

"Sora Leonhart, will you ever stop doing that?" She says, giggling.

"Mooooom…!" He says, blushing deeply in embarrassment.

"Oh there's that blush! Just like your little bum when you popped out of mommy's—" She's cut off my Sora's screech of a plea:

"Mom! I don't want to hear you talk about you…" he trails off, shuddering: gross!

She rolls her eyes: "Oh alright, sweety. Are you all packed for school?" She inquires kindly.

"Almost, just gotta pack my toothbrush…" He trails off.

"And…?" His mom inquires.

"…And my deodorant…" he continues.

"So you didn't pack yet?" His mom says, hands on her hips.

"Uh…maybe not…" He admits, rubbing his elbow.

She rolls her eyes: "I swear, you and your father are a pair: at the very least your sister packed already!" She grins darkly before shouting:

"Squall dear! Come up here and help your silly boy pack for school!"

Squall tromps up the basement steps: "Sora, I swear…I will get SO much work done when you're gone at school." He grins at his son, messing up his hair thoroughly.

Sora whines again, "Daaaaad!" He complains.

"Yea yea, quite complaining and let's get you packed." He rolls his eyes.

Sora and Squall walk upstairs, leaving Tifa alone on the main floor…

"Namine, dear, you can stop hiding, now." She says, turning around to the kitchen door.

A small, blonde girl walks out: "Sorry mom, just didn't want them to think I was gonna complain about them being too loud for me to practice." She giggles, holding her violin delicately.

"Oh Namine, I'm gonna miss you and your brother…" She admits, hugging her fifteen year old daughter.

Namine hugs her mother back: "Awww mom…We'll miss you, too."

The next day, at the train station

Roxas waited alone at the train station, wishing eagerly for the train to show up.

Cloud, not wanting to talk, had left Roxas to listen to music on a bench, across the platform.

Before Roxas can do anything, a hand is on his shoulder: "Sup." A tall, red headed teen says confidently, towering over the average heighted Roxas.

"What?" Roxas stammers.

"Hello, sup, hey, you know, a greeting. Better get those memorized, I use 'em all. Name's Axel, got it memorized?" Axel says, grinning at the smaller boy.

"Uh…I guess?" Roxas says, looking down.

"So, going to Destiny Islands' Academy for the Young and Gifted too?" Axel inquires, seating himself on the concrete.

"Uh, yea. How'd you know that?" Roxas looks over?

"…Well, blondie, let us consider: there is a train coming shortly to take those at this platform to said school. Seeing as you're here, and not looking lost, I'm pretty sure that includes you, too." Axel says, smirking. He rummages around in his pocket, pulling out an ornate lighter.

Roxas stays quiet for a few moments before speaking up again: "You smoke…?" He asks the other.

Axel recoils in disgust! "Fuck no! Disgusting shit; cigarettes."

Roxas blinks: "…So…uh…why do you have a lighter?" He asks timidly.

"Fire. It's kinda, cool. If you ask me." Axel says casually.

Roxas blinks, but says nothing.

"So blondie, what's your name?" Axel looks over.

"Roxas. Roxas Strife." He extends a hand to Axel, who takes it, giving him a strong handshake.

"Cool name, bit angsty, though." Axel laughs, and tucks his lighter away as the train pulls into the station, brakes screeching as it does.

The two teens board the train, and take a room near the back: It was gonna be a long ride to the Destiny Islands…

Destiny Islands' Academy for the Young and Gifted

Saying the academy was wealthy is a gross understatement, if you ask Roxas Strife. The school has its own freaking train station!

He walks off the train, his back sore from sleeping in those horrid beds you find on trains and is greeted by a swarm of students looking around, confused.

"ATTENTION! Quiet, students!" A demanding voice calls out.

The students quiet a bit, but not much.

The unknown voice calls out once more, angry this time: "I SAID BE QUIET!"

The students promptly shut up, turning to the sound of the voice. A man with blue hair a curious x shaped scar walks into the entryway, the students keeping a healthy distance.

"I am sub-director Saix, I am in charge of student administrations at Destiny Islands' Academy for the Young and Gifted. I warn you now, my temper is infamous at this school, and many students have been sent home, forever spurned from any university or college of worth because of what I have written on their permanent records. Respect the school rules, and respect her staff, and you will find this to be one of the most unique experiences of your life. Or so I've been told. Do I make myself clear?" He says sternly, eying students fiercely.

The would-be students mumbles "yes" or "ya" timidly.

"Don't you mean, 'yes sir'?" Saix calls out.

The students gulp, and respond: "Yes sir!"

Saix grins, and turns: "Follow me, students! You are Block C, and ergo be dorming in C House, otherwise known as House Oathkeeper."

Saix takes the herd of roughly 100 students out of the large train station, and onto the forward grounds.

The academy, like the island, was designed with a somewhat tropical, though unlike the rest of the island, palatial feel to it. The forward gardens were adorned with bright flowers and large palm trees, all of which are well trimmed. The grass was a healthy green, and the cobblestone paths looked so clean you could eat off them!

Though the school was the true shocker: it was HUGE. The main building stretched for what looked to be as large as an ancient palace.

Connected to the main building were countless wings of classes and the like. The dorms were off to the east, and looked just as ritzy.

Saix spoke up once more, causing Roxas to wince at the man's voice: "Off to your left, the farthest building is called the Kingdom House. It is where the staff live. Still on the left, but the back is D House: House Oblivion. This is where the seniors; grade 12s live. Behind the building ahead of us is C House, where you, the juniors, grade 11s, will live: House Oathkeeper. In front of your house is A House: Wishing Star House, where the Freshmen, grade 9s live. Finally, to your right, is B House: House Olympia, where the sophomores, grade 10s live. You are not to enter the other houses. Understood?"

This time, the students were quick, and responded in near unison: "Yes sir."

"I also understand we have two new students in D House. Would Roxas Strife and Sora Leonhart wait behind while you all find your rooms that you were assigned last year." Saix commands calmly.

Roxas gulps deeply, looking over at Axel. Axel looks a little worried, his grin now gone. "Dude…go…now! Don't get in shit on the first day."

As Roxas exited the large, now gawking group, he eyes the other who was called.

A grinning, tanned young man with a swimmer's body is chuckling as girls call out for him: "Sora! You actually joined the school? We should hang out!" He waves and smiles, walking up to Saix.

"Wassup, Saix!" He says chipperly.

Saix looks like he's going to have an aneurism from the rage that was plastered on his face and postured. A deep scowl permeated the azure haired man's face, and his face was stiff with fury.

Roxas looks over at Sora, his mouth agape. Sora winks at him.

"Hey…you might want to apologise…" Roxas says quietly to Sora.

Sora blinks, then looks over at Saix, then at Roxas…giving him a very…indepth look. "Oh fine."

"Sorry Sub-director. Don't know what got over me." He grins at the man.

Saix calms somewhat, and says quickly: "Report to the director, main building, top floor. Office on the left. Both of you. Got it?"

"Y-yes Sir." Roxas says, not feeling his once confident bravado. Sora nods: "Righto, sir."

Saix glares at Sora: "Oh I just know you're going to be a problem…maybe sticking you with this quiet wimp will help…"

Saix gaze shifts to Roxas, who tries to stand tall, but being called a wimp by a teacher is quite jarring!

Sora looks over at Roxas, a frown on his face, but says nothing.

The group of kids had all but left, a few stragglers chatting with friends, or looking at maps, to not get lost.

"Get going, you two." Saix commands them.

Sora nods, and takes the still distracted Roxas by the wrist, and drags him away.

"That was harsh of him, dude." Sora says as he releases Roxas from his soft grip.

"Yea, but I guess he's not wrong…" Roxas says, sighing. He runs a hand through his blonde spikes, looking at the ground before him.

"Hey c'mon, being quiet's not a bad thing! I wish I was quieter, like you: I'd get into less trouble." Sora grins, and snickers.

Roxas looks over, a smile creeping across his lips. A weak smile, but a smile none the less.

"Hehe…Thanks, Sora." Roxas says while smiling.

"No problemo. A bunch of my friends from middle school go here, so we won't be alone." Sora says, picking up the pace.

Roxas keeps up, "…We?" he questions the brunette.

"totally we, dude! We're friends now, see?" Sora smile broadly, wrapping his arm around Roxas' shoulders.

Roxas blushes without realizing, and looks over: "We should hurry up, if the Director is anything like Saix…"

Sora nods, letting Roxas go. "Smart idea, I hear he's nuts."

Once more, the rich look of the school takes Roxas aback as he walks into the main building.

Large mahogany doors open smoothly and onto an even larger hall with marble floors, which seem so polished, that if struck by the sun, they would blind you in an instant.

"Top floor…where's an elevator?" Sora says, looking around.

As he says this, as if on que, a young looking girl walks by them, going outside: "Down the hall on the left, Sor Sor!" She giggles and prances off gleefully.

"Kairi!" Sora calls out to the girl.

She waves to her: "No time to talk, Sor Sor, I gotta go find Demyx, he stole ALL my pens on the train ride over! Oooh I'm gonna kill him!" She grins and runs off.

"Don't hit him too hard!" Sora calls back, and looks back to a depressed looking Roxas, his smile fading instantly.

"You alright?" He says, stepping closer to the blonde.

"I-It's fine. Let's go, we're probably late." Roxas says, going down the hall to the left.

Sora stands there confused, but follow quickly.

"For such an old school building, I'm surprised it has elevators." Roxas says, looking at the classy elevator.

"I know right? Oh! We're here. Door on the left." Sora goes to open it, but Roxas stops him, grabbing his wrist.

"No! Knock." He says simply.

Sora taps his forehead: "You's a smartie." He grins, poking Roxas' forehead and knocks a silly little tune.

"Enter." A low voice emanates from behind the doors.

Sora opens the right door, and steps in, Roxas following quickly, not wanting to be alone in this unfriendly place.

A massive glass desk fills a large office, a large leather chair facing the opposing, completely glass, wall, overlooking the forward gardens.

"How do you like my school, boys?" A man in the chair says, still not turning.

"Real risty, sir. How'd you afford this?" Sora steps forward, leaning on the giant glass desk.

Roxas takes a moment to look around; the floors, like everywhere, are marble, and the walls have glass shelves, covered in a plethora of old and new books. Otherwise, the walls and ceiling are a cold white.

"Inquisitve. What do you think, Roxas Strife?" The man says, as he turns his chair around and stands.

Sora stands up straight, in shock and awe of the man before him.

The man was clad in a black full length coat with a high collar, underneath was a black, double breasted suit, with a white dress shirt and black tie. His hair was a shiny silver, and his face was a deep tan. He stood tall, likely almost seven feet!

"I-I…uh…it's…" Roxas stammers, intimidated greatly.

"You think it is?" the man pressed further.

"It's…astounding, sir." He says.

The man grins: "Good choice of words. Though next time, respond quicker." He says, his voice booming.

"Across the hall you will find my receptionist's desk. Ask her for you timetables and room assignment. That is all, Roxas, Sora." He nods and returns to his chair, spinning it around to look out the windows.

Sora leans over to Roxas: "He called us in for that?"

The man looks back: "I prefer Director Xemnas, if you please. And you will understand why I called you to me in due time, Sora. Now go."

Sora blinks, and looks at Roxas imploringly.

Roxas shrugs, confused as well.

The two teens walk out, and into the crowded looking office.

"Roxas Strife and Sora Leonhart I presume?" A woman says from the desk across from them.

"That's me and my new bud right here!" Sora says chipperly, pushing Roxas towards the desk.

The woman looks up "…Mhm." She hands them a gilded 8 by 11 envelope each: "Look through these. You'll be called down to Auditorium Three in an hour. Your stuff is in your rooms. When you get to your rooms, go to the auditorium with your roommate and wait for instruction after that." She says simply, and returns to her work.

Sora and Roxas open the folders, eying each other's schedules curiously: "Dude! We're in ALL the same classes!" Sora exclaims gleefully.

"That's no coincidence, you're in the same sub block." The receptionist says absent mindedly.

"Oh, awesome. Roxas! We're in the same dorm!" Sora exclaims, hugging Roxas.

"It's not that amazing, no need to crap yourself over it." Roxas says, rollings his eyes. He curses at himself in his head for being so cold without trying.

Sora looks at Roxas in the eyes, looking hurt: "You don't like me, Roxas?" He says, his eyes looking watery.

"No no, it's nothing like that, honest…!" Roxas exclaims desperately. Sora blinks, still not letting go.

"It's just that if you keep this excited, you're gonna like…pass out or something." Roxas finishes.

Sora blinks, confused: "Oh I see!"

Roxas hugs Sora back briefly, causing the brunette to nearly crush his new friend in his grasp.

After regaining his lung function, Roxas smirks and the two walk to their dorm.

"Room…305." Roxas says as he looks up at the number on the door: "305."

"…How do we open it?" Roxas blinks, confused.

"You ARE new…see the black pad above the door? Press your pointer finger against it." Sora says, giggling.

Roxas does as he's told, the pad lights up green, and the door makes a 'click!' sound. Sora opens it and they step in.

The room was nothing to brag about, two beds across from each other, the head of the beds on the wall to the left, two desks with a two doors between them on the opposite wall, and two dressers on the wall in front of them.

Sora blinks: "Closets…?" He blinks.

He opens the left door, which is a closet.

Roxas opens the right door: "…It's a washroom." He says. This place is nuts! Every room has a full washroom: a large shower, toilet, and sink with a vanity and medicine cabinet to the side.

"Awesome! Now I can just get out of the shower naked to change, none of that towel crap!" Sora grins and laughs.

Roxas blushes at the thought of Sora naked in his sight: "Dude…!" He exclaims, "I live here, too…!"

"Oh yea…oh my crushes will be jealous of you, Roxie!" Sora pats Roxas on the shoulder, winking devilishly.

Roxas blushes slightly again: "Roxie?" He questions.

"Yea! Cute things need nicknames." Sora says simply, shrugging.

"…Cute…?" Roxas says.

Sora falls silent, looking awkward for a moment! "Oh and our stuff's in the closet. We should unpack our stuff."

"…Yea." Roxas says.

Shortly after they finish unpacking, the PA systems crackles to life: "All students of C House report to Auditorium Three within 15 minutes, thank you." Then falls silent.

"You heard the sourceless voice, let's go." Roxas grins at his joke.

"Hey that's true, where did that come from?" Sora looks around for a speaker.

"…Creepy…" Roxas says. "Come on, Sora, let's go."

After a few minutes of searching, the two new friends find the doors to the auditorium numbered three in roman numerals.

"Please be seated, students!" A flamboyant voice sounds.

"Silence, students." Another, more gruff one sounds.

The students sit, eying thirteen men and women lined up, all wearing the black coat that Xemnas wore, though theirs' had various insignias on the arms and lapel.

"Your teachers will now address themselves." Saix says from the side, now wearing one of the coats, too.

"Your Linguistic Applications teacher is Professor Marluxia." Saix says.

A man with pink hair…yes PINK hair, strides forward: "I know we'll all have lots of fun reading lots of books and writing lots of essays, kids!" Marluxia says, laughing.

Students groan, one even throws an apple, though it's caught by Marluxia, who takes a bite, and calls to the student: "I guess you're the apple among my class of fruity books." Marluxia winks and strides back, students groaning at the terrible pun.

"Next, your mathematics teacher: Professor Vexen."

A man with long blonde hair walks forward: "I know none of you like math. But trust me, you'll do better if you do." He says simply, before stepping back.

"Next, your instrumental instructor: Instructor Larxene."

A woman with blonde hair pulled back clips forward on high heels: "I expect no complaining when I tell you to put your instrument down and work on some theory!" She says, commandingly.

"After lunch is your societal changes and applications teacher, Professor Luxord."

A man with white hair slicked back steps forward: "The world is like a game of cards, you never know what hand will change the game." He says cryptically, before stepping back.

"Next, your sciences instructor: Professor Xigbar."

A man with a long pony tail holding ebon hair, streaked with white stepped forward: "Foolishry will not be tolerated within my class." He says sternly, a grin on his face.

"Finally, your arts instructor is also Professor Marluxia." Saix says boredly.

Marluxia steps forward once more: "I find the most beautiful way to tell someone you love or hate them is by painting them a picture, don't you?" Then hops back.

"You will attend your first class in one hour." Saix announces. "Dismissed."

"Yes sir" is heard throughout the auditorium.

"Roxas!" A voice calls out from behind the blonde.

Roxas turns around, Sora following his gaze to see Axel.

"Ah, hey Axel…" Sora says rather coldly.

"Calm down, Sora, I ain't gonna light you on fire. Just came to say hi to your new little friend." Axel grins wickedly at the two.

"…Fiiine…but if that lighter comes near my hair again, so help me god—" Sora's cut off by Axel lighting his lighter above Sora's head.

"ROXAS!" Sora pleads, clinging to him as he hides behind the blonde. "Keep that pyro away from my hair!" He practically sobs into Roxas' back.

"Axel, don't light Sora on fire. If he dies I'm out my first friend here." Roxas says, rolling his eyes and smirking.

"Hey I totally met you at the train station!" Axel counters.

"Doesn't count!" Roxas retorts.

"Why not?" Axel says, looking confused.

"I dunno: he said more!" He grins, pointing at Sora.

Sora cheers, and hugs Roxas from the back.

"Okay okay, I won't light Sora on fire…as long as you say I was your first friend." Axel grins.

"Why does this matter?" Roxas questions.

"…Not a clue. NOW AGREE!" Axel demands, laughing.

"…Deal." Roxas extends his hand, which Axel shakes.

"Oh Roxas, my hero!" Sora fake swoons, batting his eye lashes at Roxas.

"C'mon Sora, let's go back to our room, clearly someone's slipped you something in your drink…" Roxas says.

"See ya in class, Axel." The two call out in unison.

Axel blinks as they walk away: "What just happened…?"

An equally tall silver haired teen walks up beside Axel: "I dunno, but I think you almost cock blocked Sora."

"What! I did not!" Axel defends stubbornly.

"Suuuuure…and my break up with Kairi was TOTALLY mutual, right?" Riku laughs and strolls off.

"C'mon pyro, let's go to the room." Riku calls back.

"Shut yer gob, lest I light it on fire!" Axel shouts.

"Dumb accent to worse accent. Good job." Riku says casually.

Sora and Roxas' Room

"What a fun friend you've made, Roxas." Sora comments sourly.

"Yea yea, now where's the lightswitch?" Roxas feels around. As he turns, he feels his foot catch on something.

"Woah!" Sora calls out as Roxas feels himself fall.

"…Just call out 'lights' or clap, dude…" Sora says, groaning.

Roxas looks down…He's on top of Sora!

"Shit! Lights! Sora, so sorry!" He says, getting off him quickly…though in the back of his mind, part of him wanted desperately for it to happen again.

"Naw it's fine!" Sora says, brushing imaginary dirt off of Roxas' shoulder, a blush slowly fading from his tanned face.

"Hey Sora?" Roxas looks over, his cheeks pinkened.

"Yea Roxie?" Sora meets his gaze, smiling cutely.

"Thanks for making friends with me." He says, smiling for real this time.

"Aww no problem, and hey, you got a pretty smile! You should show it more often." Sora comments, giving Roxas a hug.

"I don't have much to smile about these days…" Roxas says, looking away.

"You got our friendship, and your friendship with Axel. Thats' something!" Sora says, moving to meet Roxas' gaze.

"Yea but…" Roxas trails off.

"But…?" Sora inquires.

"But nothing…it…doesn't matter." Roxas sighs.

"Promise you'll tell me later?" Sora grins.

"…Alright. Now let's go to class you quirky brunette." Roxas grins back.

-END OF CHAPTER ONE-

CC: Well as I said, this was gonna be a BIG chapter. They'll never be this big again, trust me!

Axel: Why does everyone make me out to be a pyro?

Roxas: …dude...because you ARE one!

Axel: Ah go hump a chipper brunette!

Sora: My ears are burning!

CC: …Oh man this is gonna be a weird story, I can already tell.

Ventus: Someday, I'll be part of this story…!

CC: …Because that won't send Sora to the hospital at seeing TWO of his possible crush…

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