Hey everyone! I just got bored and wanted to see how this fanfic would workout~ Anyways, review~

Sora Leonhart was a normal 18-year old boy. He lived alone in a normal-sized house and was a fan of music, movies, blah, the regular like any other person his age. He was also a freshman in college, majoring in dance. He was also a HUGE fan of the famous Actor/Model/Singer Roxas Strife. Apparently having posters, soundtracks and the movies of him. Today, he was at home with his best friend Yuffie Kisaragi.

"Soraaaa, WHERE is your iPod!" Yuffie asked exasparatedly, looking under the couch as Sora was preparing… something… in the kitchen,

"Hey Yuffie! Whaddya want on your sandwich?" Sora asked from the kitchen, completely oblivious to Yuffie's iPod rant.

"Mustard, Lettuce, tomato hold the skin, lays chips, a little line of mayonnaise, sliced eggs WITH the yolk, green and red M&Ms, peanut butter, and a little olive on a pick!"

"… Gee, would you like me to throw a shuriken gummy in there too!" Sora asked, clearly sarcastic.

"SURE!" Yuffie played along with a smirk.

Two minutes later, Sora came with his own, simple peanut butter sandwich, and Yuffie's Freakshow sandwich.

"Ewww… What IS THIS!" Yuffie said, pushing the plate away from her on the coffee table.

"IT'S THE SANDWICH YOU MADE ME MAKE YOU." Sora cried out.

"I was joking…" Yuffie covered her mouth to not puke from the smell.

Sora growled slightly, although it sounded like a purring kitten, grabbed the plate, and proceeded to chuck the diseased item into the neighbor's window. Closing the door before Xemnas –his neighbor- 's mother decided to come out.

Yuffie had left about an hour ago, and Sora was alone at his house.

Ding Dong, Ding Dong

"Nani? Who would be knocking at my door?" Sora said as he opened the door, only for him to see shadows.

"H-hello?" Sora stuttered.

"Yes, I am a Security Guard of… STUFF." The Guard said, with a large voice.

"Stuff?" Sora asked, confused.

"Secret Telemarketing Under Financial Federation." The Guard said.

"Really!" Sora asked excitedly.

"No. I'm a bodyguard. Anyways, do you live with anyone?" The bodyguard asked.

"Nope~ Just me~" Sora smiled.

"Good. BRING THE STUFF IN YOU MAGGOTS." The guard yelled extremely deep and loud. Suddenly, The guard entered as pushed Sora against him, so as to not get trampled by the many workers that flooded into the boy's house.

"W-what's going on?" Sora asked, rather frightened by the sudden amount of people crowded in his house.

"Do you have a spare bedroom?" the guard asked, uncaring to the smaller boy's question.

"Y-yeah. I-it's upstairs." Sora stuttered again.

"Good."

After about 10 minutes of unpacking and renovating (to give the place a more, fashionable look) the guard called out.

"Sir. It's all clear now."

Sora was rather gaping at all that was done to his house, yet, he was confused with the 'Sir' part the guard mentioned.

"Thanks… Uh… Guard… You can take a break now." A voice said, removing said voice's own shades.

Sora tried VERY hard to not start squealing like a fangirl. For, none other than Roxas Strife, was in HIS doorway.

"H-hello Mr. Strife. I'm the owner of this house." Sora said, calmly holding out his hand.

"Oh really? You look too young to be the owner of a two-story house by yourself." Roxas used his winning smile on Sora as he shook the smaller boy's hand (Sora 5'8, Roxas 5'10).

"A-ah, I'm 18 Mr. Strife. I'm a freshman in college." Sora bowed.

"Aha, you can call me Roxas. Don't need to bow or anything." Roxas patted the smaller boy's shoulder.

"A-ah, okay Roxas." Sora smiled, "Excuse me, I need to go to my room for a moment." The smaller boy quickly walked off to his room, and locked the door.

"OH MY GOD! ROXAS IS IN MY HOUSE! OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD!" Sora had a bit of an episode. He then realized he wasn't alone in the room. He turned around, and his face turned scarlet red.

"A-ah, I was just…" Sora threw his head down, hiding his scarlet face with his brown spikes.

"Uhhh… Well I guess you're a fan too… Looks like I need to stay at a different house…" Roxas sighed disappointedly as he started walking away.

"N-no!" Sora ran, holding onto the blond's arm. "Y-you can s-stay…" the brunette became red again.

"Well, you kinda went "fangirl" over there…" Roxas said, starting to walk away again, with the brunette left there standing. Sora went back to his room and slammed the door shut.

"Hm…" Roxas sighed, he walked to the brunette's room, except, he put his ear to the door.

"I don't want another pretty face, I don't want just anyone to hold…"

Roxas' mouth was wide open.

'T-that's… My song…'

Roxas decided to open the door, calmly saying.

"You sing good."

"I thought you were leaving." Sora growled, too annoyed with the blond to remember he just heard him sing.

"I changed my mind." Roxas stated quickly.

"Good for you." Sora deadpanned quickly also.

"One little kitten is feisty." Roxas smirked.

"Asshole." Sora growled.

"Heh, I think we're gonna get along just fine~" Roxas said, leaving and lightly closing the door.

Sora's mouth was wide open. He could hear Roxas smirk.