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"Ugh.. I know…" Roxas lay in his bed, eyes closed, listening to Hayner and Pence ramble about something he never failed to hear about almost everyday. Roxas' blonde friend, Hayner, held up a magazine, Exuberance. On the cover showed a brunette half naked, bright blue eyes glowed through the thick layers of cheetah paint on his face. The blue eyes were piercing and almost stared into your soul. They were breathtaking and anyone could just pick up the magazine and stare.
Roxas took the magazine from Hayner's hand and looked at the boy on the cover of the world-renowned magazine. The brunette's eyes were his eyes and so was the brunette's facial structure and even body type. The only thing that separated the two was the color and structure of their hair. On the bottom, left corner of the magazine the title naming the boy on the front cover showed in bold and simple print, "Sora Strife, finding his wild side and finding yours."
"Seriously Roxas, you could've been just like him if-" the chubbier brunette in the room began.
"I know, Pence and honestly, it's not what I would want. If something came up and I had a choice… maybe… other than that… I'm not regretting anything."
"It's funny how Olette finds him ten times hotter than you." Hayner laughed at the irony.
"Ha." Roxas laughed dryly and lacked humor. He put the magazine down and stared at the ceiling his eyes slowly drifting to a close when his phone rang. Blue eyes opened when he searched the room for his phone. It was next to Hayner, "Give it." He held out his hand but when Hayner saw the caller ID he smiled widely and answered the phone for himself quickly putting it at arms length when the booming voice exited the speakers.
"Calm down." Hayner slowly put the phone to his ear, "What's up, Sora?"
Rox?
"Nope, Hayner."
Ooohhhhh-range juice… What's up? How are you?
"Good, Roxas is just in his mellow mood."
Ugh, again? Seriously… He needs a pick-me-up. Can I speak with him?
"I don't know… can you?" Hayner smiled when the brunette on the other end whined, "Fine fine. Here." Hayner held out the phone for Roxas, "For you Roxas."
The blonde snatched the phone away from the other blonde and ignored the snickers between Pence and Hayner.
"Hey Sora, what's up?"
ROOXXXAAASSSSS POOOXXAASSS!
Roxas held it at arms length away and rolled his eyes though couldn't hold back a small smile forming on his lips.
"What do you want?" He was quick and straight to the point like he normally was.
I need a ride tomorrow.
"Are you kidding? You can't find a ride? You want me to drive out there? Like seriously?"
Yep. Come on, Roxas…I never see you anymore… I miss my baby brother.
"You are older than me by two minutes."
I was still out quicker.
"No. Find your own ride Sora."
Roooxxasss… the brunette from the other end whined and pouted.
"I haven't seen you anyway. What time?"
Awww, I knew you wanted to see me! You're so caring and you never se-
"What time?"
9 in the morning. If you want you can come earlier and meet the crew.
"9? I'll see you when I see you. Where again?"
Exuberance Model Set.
"Hm… Okay. See you tomorrow."
WAIT! Roxas!
"Hm."
Love you.
"Ditto." Roxas hung up and sighed, "I'm getting ice cream." swinging his legs off of the bed he stood up and Pence and Hayner followed.
"Can I come?" Pence suddenly asked, genuinely wanting to but Roxas shot him down.
"Nope. Tomorrow will be Sora slash Roxas day. I'll bring you next time I pick him up, Pence." the blue eyed blonde knew that whenever he would pick up his brother it would end up being a brother day. Girls and a few guys would swarm around them as they walked into the city mostly just going to the brunette and swooning. Roxas remembered that last time it happened. He thanked God that he was wearing a hoodie and his glasses because if he didn't then a lot of people would have found out that he was Sora's brother, twin to be exact, and not just a friend or companion.
He loved the fact that his brother was a world famous model, he loved that fact that he had such an air-headed brother that loved him and he loved back. He loved the fact that when they were at the Islands they could just be themselves and act as if being famous didn't get in the way. But he didn't want to be given the title, "Sora's brother." He wanted to be himself and not his brother's shadow. He was never jealous of the brunette and hopefully never will be because he just loved the brunette so much, whatever made Sora happy made him happy.
"Okay." Pence made a faux sad face and Roxas took out three bowls and spoons to distribute.
"Okay… Sea salt… that's mine… Cookies 'N Cream… and Brownie Swirl." Roxas put them out and let them chose for themselves. It was already later in the night and the video games have long passed their entertainment. Sure Street Fighter and Soul Caliber and Mortal Combat was fun. Sure Battlefield was fun. Sure C.O.D. was fun. But four hours of just staring at the screen wore them out. They couldn't play any single player games because that would be inconsiderate and unfair.
"I'll be heading back after this, Roxas. Olette wanted to hang out later tonight. She couldn't make it because of a school end of year club meeting or something."
"That's cool."
"Same here, Roxas. Namine's in the same meeting as Olette."
"That's cool." He replied the same and licked at his ice cream slash popsicle thingy. When they were finished Roxas walked them to the door and waved them good byes and safe drives. When they left Roxas closed the door and flopped into his couch. He had nothing better to do and it was already getting pretty late. He thought about what Sora could be doing. Being Sora, it could range from partying to going through all of downtown to find stray dogs and cats.
Roxas smiled at his memory of last time. Sora had used his photographer's SUV that one day and Roxas drove around in it. It started off with a lost dog, it was so skimp-ish and hyper, almost naïve. But whenever you would touch it's collar it would yelp in pain. Roxas finally cut the collar off to reveal that the dog had out-grown it and it created a fresh wound around it's neck. Sora cuddled it and then saw another dog on the street walking around a pretty busy area yet nobody bothered to get it. Roxas found it odd that nobody tried then realized that a few people did but it was too skittish and scared to catch. So Roxas gave it a try and sat across the street from it for thirty minutes. It finally decided to trust the blonde and limp over to him, licking at the fingers of it's finder.
The silver-haired photographer flipped when his SUV smelled like shit and there was some pieces of poop in the back seat, but Sora's babbling of apologies and innocent eyes could calm anybody down, the silverette didn't even notice Roxas in the background as he slipped out of sight. So the photographer sighed and rubbed the brunette's head like a little kid.
The next day it was on internet and news that Sora Strife and an unknown blonde were collecting dogs around town and putting them in Humane Society. Girls absolutely adored him after that but started a whole gossip chain of the brunette finding a boyfriend or girlfriend… of course they suspected wrong since Roxas, himself, was not Sora's lover.
The blonde closed his eyes listening to the T.V. in the background as random commercials came up, "The number one car brand….," "Coca Cola… happier than ever…," "A.X.E.L. Got it memorized?" "Need more energy? Monster….," "Redbull gives you wings.." they scanned through, failing to register through Roxas' mind
Roxas thought about things and remembered his brother. He loved memories with his brother and since they would see each other tomorrow he got excited. He set his alarm for seven in the morning giving enough leeway for error and random things. He found his thoughts start to get random after that signaling he was falling asleep, he didn't fight it, and the mellow darkness of sleep found him.
Roxas woke up wondering if the alarm didn't wake him or he woke up earlier than expected. Looking at the time he was up two hours earlier than seven. He thought he would sleep through the alarm but he didn't. Staying on the couch and looking at the high ceiling he saw faces in the fancy patterns, he counted numbers, and wasted time. He checked the time a again still another hour and a half. He looked out the high window above their front door and saw the sun's softer rays of light in the somewhat dark sky and as time went by it slowly got higher and brighter. He still had an hour.
Putting his phone in his pocket he went to the fridge and took out the milk and in his pantry a packet of quick make coffee. He liked them, they weren't too strong in coffee taste nor were they too strong in caffeine. He walked up the stairs slowly making sure not to spill and began to get ready.
"HEY HEY! WE ARE A HURRICANE, DROP OUR ANCHORS IN A STORM! HEY! THEY WILL NEVER BE THE SAME, A FIRE IN A FLASK TO KEEP US WARM! BECAUSE THEY KNOW I KNOW TH-"
The blonde fumbled around clothes on the ground looking for his phone that alarmed ridiculously loud, he put on his glasses then saw the light that flashed through last night's jean's pocket. He turned the alarm off and sighed. Guess he'd be with Sora earlier.
He wasn't exactly a morning person but he was always up and when he was up it was pretty early. Before Sora moved into some city condos when they lived together …
Roxas was up at three in the morning getting coffee and out of nowhere a plastic bat had hit him in the head… hard. He yelled in pain and looked around at who caused the pain and turned to see Sora holding the useless bat in his hand that had been dented to fit Roxas' skull. Sora was shaking and sighed in relief when he saw it was just Roxas.
"What the hell, Sora!"
"I'm sorry! I thought you were a killer! It's three in the morning!" Sora explained looking at the dented bat then back at his brother.
"I have been waking up at this time for a good amount of time, Sora. And what the fuck are you gonna do with this?" Roxas took the plastic bat that was colored pink, red, yellow, and blue and measured the weight in his hand, "What if I was a killer? What the hell is this plastic bat gonna do? What? Make the killer laugh to death? You idiot!" Roxas tossed the bat behind him not caring where it landed.
"Sorry…" Sora looked down at his feet which were covered with his one piece pajamas. They had Teddy-Bear print and showed ABC cubes. Roxas couldn't help but smile. Whoever wanted to kill Sora would end up cuddling him instead; Sora was too adorable.
"It's fine," Roxas rubbed at Sora's head and lead him back toward where the stairs were, "Get some sleep. I'll see you when the sun's up."
"But I cant sleep now."
"What? Why?"
"I'm scared."
Roxas sighed and left his coffee at the kitchen, walking his brother to his bed to crawl back under the covers with him. He hummed until Sora was asleep then left the room quietly.
Roxas got into his car making sure he locked the door of his house. He drove out of his driveway and waited impatiently as the gate began to open slowly. When it opened enough for his car to fit through, he zoomed and headed out.
Roxas took out his phone as he waited outside of Exuberance Model Set, adjusting his glasses and texting his brother, "Outside."
"Come in for a bit. You're early."
"K." he handed his keys to the valet parker and immediately tipped the guy. Walking up the steps he passed a few models who were laughing amongst themselves and leaving while he entered. He threw his hoodie on and went where Sora had directed him to go, looking down at his phone and looking at directions he turned when he needed to.
While he was looking down he suddenly bumped into a pole that had come out of nowhere and dropped his phone, the pole also spoke, "Woah, kid."
"Sorry." Roxas shook his mild confusion out and bent down to pick up his phone. He stood up quickly and his glasses fell off, "Ugh, crap." Roxas was about to get them when his head collided with another head, "Ow, shit." He muttered and looked up at the person helping him pickup his glasses. He wasn't completely blind, just near-sighted like most. Just blurry vision here and there, "Sorry."
"Don't worry about it." green eyes looked at the kid in front of him rubbing his forehead. He couldn't really see under the hoodie, "Here. Got 'em." he said softly and handed the glasses to the flustered boy. When the kid in the hoodie looked up to thank him, he couldn't help but not hand the glasses back over.
"Uh… thanks..?" Roxas tried to take them back but the 'pole' that ended up being a six foot something ginger held them away from his reach. (Don't worry, I love gingers so much).
"Sora… Why so secretive? I was looking for you, since when did you wear glasses, hmm?" the guy suddenly pulled Roxas' hoodie down, "WOOOAHH… you died your hair? How did you do that so fast?"
"Uh…" Roxas quickly snatched the glasses out of his hand and turned away.
"Wait, Riku is looking for us. We gotta do the shoot!"
Roxas started picking up his pace and ran to where Sora told him to go. The redhead didn't bother to follow. Sora was sometimes a little interesting.
"Hm… You don't look to bad as a blonde, Sora." The redhead hummed to himself then started walking back where the studio was.
"Sora!" Roxas yelled as he slammed on the make-up room's door, "Sora! Where the hell are you?" e was suddenly pulled by his hoodie.
"Stop being so childish again, Sora." A boy a little bit shorter then him started pulling him by his hoodie.
"Wait… what? No!" Roxas couldn't get out of his grasp.
"Be quiet. Oooh.. The blonde hair. That's a nice touch." The boy had slate hair covering his eye, dressed in all black, "I don't remember the stylist wanting to have that… But I think it will look… good…. What… why aren't you dressed for the shoot?" The boy had turned around and unzipped Roxas' hoodie revealing a white button up with a black tie. He had dark jeans and converse on, "You know what? That will look god too. You look like the perfect victim. Wow… Demyx did a good job on you Sora."
"Wait I'm not-"
"Come on, Riku is impatient right now. We're in a hurry."
"But I have to-" "Hush Sora." The boy pulled him by his forearm and forced him into the studio. Roxas stared in horror as everybody looked at him and started speaking a hundred miles an hour.
"Sora, where the hell have you been?"
"Sora, that's a good hairstyle!"
"Oooohhh the blonde.. I like that… a lot."
"Damn sexy!"
"Woah that was not what I told him to wear." a blonde came bouncing up and pecked the slate haired boy on the cheek, "Zexion… why isn't he dressed?"
"I thought that was his outfit. He just came out like that… honestly I liked it." Zexion said and smiled looking at Roxas like a prize.
"I actually like it too." A man with silver hair came up with a camera around his neck. He suddenly pulled Roxas by his arm and away from everybody to speak with him, "When did you dye and style your hair, Sor?"
"Uh… I'm not him." Roxas spoke trying to take in everything that was going on. He knows that he was mistaken as his brother this moment.
"No mood swings, Sora. You're a bit off but please. This shoot is very important." The silverette pushed Roxas gently onto the set and Roxas stammered, unable to speak correctly. He looked around frantically for his brother but only saw that redhead walk in with only black jeans on. He was wearing some kind of shoe tat Roxas could only classify as expensive. The redhead's eyes were lined with red and black eye-liner. The make-up extended out to his temple in intricate swirls, "Hurry up, Axel."
The redhead got on set with Roxas and winked at the blonde, "Sora… I always wondered what you would look like blonde… Different style too." the redhead raised his brows and before Roxas knew it he was pushed into a tub of fake blood and the sound of clicks and camera's shooting. Flashes made Roxas blink rapidly.
"Come on, Sora! Act like the victim!" the photographer directed and another photographer shot from different angles. There was light all over the place.
"What?" Roxas whimpered to himself and looked around as his once white shirt had splotches of fake blood on it. The redhead towered over him by kneeling and held Roxas gently by the collar. The redhead's lips suddenly making contact with Roxas' jugular.
Roxas almost yelled in horror at the realization that he was in a shoot. A fucking photo shoot. The redhead suddenly began to straddle him and Roxas yelped out in terror as the redhead popped some buttons off of his shirt. Pulling Roxas by his tie and licking up the blonde neck and cheek.
"Hoooh my gosh!" Roxas cried and the photographer yelled out praises.
"That's it Sora! You look good! You actually look terrified!"
"That's because I fucking am!" Roxas whimpered as the redhead looked at his eyes closer and scrunched his brow in confusion.
"Come one twenty more frames!" The silverette called out and twenty more flashes blinded the blonde.
"Fifteen minutes!" a man in pink hair called out and Roxas quickly stepped out of the tub still horrified, his heart pulsing and his chest clenching. Just before he was about to leave the set, Roxas almost cried when he saw his brunette brother enter the studio.
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