A/N: This was a challenge from my friend to write a fic in which the main character has two totally different jobs, and an incredibly implausible plot. I guess you could call this a crack!fic. xD I wasn't going to post it at first, but then I was more or less like, screw it, and posted.
Happy Valentine's Day. (:
Shades of Grey
Prologue
Despite what people might think, Roxas was not and never would be a morning person, even if Sora was his brother. However, even though he despised mornings with a passion, the blond had spent the past twelve years waking up five days a week or so in the dreaded morning, much to his everlasting dismay. Roxas shuffled out of his room, blinking sleepily. Down the stairs he went, and into the kitchen, where he could hear his brother chattering brightly, and quieter replies of his older brother. Roxas yawned, rubbing his eyes.
Upon entering the kitchen, he mumbled a greeting to Sora and Cloud, as he crossed to the fridge and pulled out the milk, for his cereal. Now observe.
There was a sound of doggy nails pitter pattering across the wooden floor, and their large golden retriever magically appeared in front of Roxas, and Roxas, poor, dear, Roxas, with much flailing and with a considerably comedic look on his face, fell, gracelessly flat onto his face. The milk on the other hand seemed to gain wings and fly for freedom, before landing with a thunk! on Cloud's head.
There was a tense moment of silence.
"Roxas, you have a 10 second head start before I kill you." Cloud growled.
The blond scrambled to his feet and bolted in alarm.
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Let's recap. First, we have Roxas Strife, currently 19 years old, with blond hair and blue eyes. When he was younger, he had a loving family, with two parents, one twin brother, and one older brother. They'd lived in a normal, upper-middle class neighbourhood for most of their lives, blah, blah, blah. Everything was normal, right?
Considering much of his childhood was spent around sharp pointy things or things that went "BOOM!" it was safe to say that things were not quite ordinary in the Strife household. Maybe the fact that one entire room in the basement had a whole stock of weaponry helped with the whole "not so normal" idea.
There were times when Sora hacked the city's traffic light system, and got candy for it, and when Roxas blew up the porch, and got candy as well, but neither of them knew that wasn't quite normal at the time.
When Roxas became older though, along with Sora, there was a moment of truth. Yes, their parents were secretly former secret agents for some secret operation in a secret country. However, the two adults reassured the Strife brothers that they were just bodyguards now. Mostly. Sometimes they did mercenary work, but only when they were extremely bored. Honestly!
So they accepted this, because that's what you want to do when your parents can probably kill you faster than you could blink, and because they loved their parents, no matter what. Life went on. As they got older, Cloud followed his parents' footsteps, while Sora and Roxas went into the modeling business, and also followed the family footpath, albeit more discreetly.
They modeled for things, like magazine ads, billboards, clothing industries, and so on during the day. Everything was great. However, everyone as skeletons in their closet though. For Sora, it was his hacking compulsion. For Roxas… it was hiring out his expertise on getting rid of people, or in other words, assassination.
So Roxas was a successful model, living happily and somewhat bloodily sometimes, but content with his sinful, somewhat amoral (or was it immoral?) life.
At least, he was living happily until Axel showed up, and refused to just bloody well die, like he was supposed to.
