Title: Tell Me a Story
Authoress: PockyLoveLove
Rating: Range from K to M (when there is an M, the rating'll change "officially" XD)
Summary: A collection of stories on the relationship of Roxas and Sora. Yaoi, SoraRoxas
Warning: Yaoi, language, OOCness (hopefully not too bad), mistakes as its unbetaed

A/N: I was in the mood to write, but not any of thechapters for my stories which are in need of updates XD Thus, I decided to start up this – dun dun dun duuuun! – drabble-like (though mine are longer than 100 words) collection of stories which don't always necessarily connect and for whenever I'm feeling this way again. (Because while building up the number of stories I have in my account is nice, this way seems more efficient haha) Plus, I enjoy writing this pairing :3

Each story stands alone for the most part unless said otherwise. For now, I have no plans on writing any other pairings, but uh, that could always change…? Anyways, it's SoraRoxas all the way though right now because…needs more love! ;u; Genres will range from Humor to Angst. Writing style will vary (from first person point of view to third, past tense to present, etc.) Stories will also range from sticking to the original storyline of KH to AU. And, there is no set word limit or anything like that so that will vary too (Okay, too many notes wuah o.o;)

First Story: Recollections of the Heart
Genre: Romance/Angst
Rating: T
Notes: First POV, present tense, warnings above, KH storyline, italics are the recollections

Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts or any of its characters in anyway besides owning a copy of both games. I only write to entertain others and for my own strange, twisted, yet loveable amusement. (And I worship Square and Nomura Tetsuya-sensei for their brilliant minds! And Sora and Roxas are both loveably admirable, holding the half needed to complete the other :3)

Tell Me a Story

First Story: Recollections of the Heart

Roxas remembers a time when he was happy. He doesn't know whether it was because he remembers what it was like being 'happy' when he was a part of Sora or whether it was because the memory of 'happiness' lingers somewhere in the depths of his nonexistent mind. But he knows for sure that he was happy.

"How would you describe being 'happy'?"

Beautiful blue eyes which held the depths of oceans in them widened incredulously as a voice squeaked out, "Ehhh!? Roxas, you've never been happy?!"

He turned a faint shade of pink, suddenly ashamed of himself. Glancing downwards, he muttered, "I've felt it…but I don't know if that's what 'happy' really feels like."

There was a childish chuckle which erupted into peals of laughter from next to him causing the blond to snap his head up towards the direction of the melodious laughter, a confused frown marring his lips.

"Rox, being happy means a lot of different things to different people. It's that you're enjoying yourself and smiling from the heart that is the most important."

But Nobodies don't feel.

That is one of the first lessons taught to him by the Superior, Xemnas. Nobodies only pretend to have emotions because they remember what it was like to have a heart. It is those memories of emotions which let them fool not only others but themselves into having emotions.

So, Roxas is unsure as to whether that happiness he felt was real. He sometimes wonders if it just created by memories of his former self. However, that doesn't make sense because Roxas does not hold any memories of his former self. He knows nothing about Sora other than what the brunet chose to tell him. So, he wonders if he just made the feeling it up. But in the depths of his nonexistent heart, he knows that he was happy.

A mess of chestnut brown spikes tickled his chin as he sat against the trunk of a tree, Sora sitting between his legs and leaned back languorously into his chest. They're bodies melded together as his arms were protectively looped around the brunet's torso; hands slightly tanner than his own rested against his, fingers grasping his laced hands loosely. He thought that they fitted perfectly together in each other's warmth. Two halves coming together to complete one another to reach that nonexistent perfection.

"Ah, you're smiling," pointed out Sora with a goofy grin as he stared upwards.

The blond rolled his eyes, tipping his head downwards until their noses touched. "And you're pointing out the obvious again," Roxas replied easily, smirking lazily.

Sora pouted, huffing. Hot breath hit his flesh, the sweet scent of the ocean breeze wafting to his nose. And he could feel a sudden pounding sensation in his chest as he stared down at the brunet, into those glimmering eyes.

Honestly, Roxas thinks that it is stupid. He knows for certain that he was happy. So he doesn't understand why his mind keeps second guessing himself. Why his mind is so hell bent on proving him wrong when every other part of him is screaming the opposite. He can't understand. He just cannot understand why being able to feel 'happiness' was so damn impossible for him while it was just another natural occurrence in everyone else.

He wonders if it's because of what Xemnas told him. Or maybe it's because he's a Nobody. But really, Roxas thinks that it's mainly because what Axel said keeps haunting him.

"Wake up, Roxas! None of this is real!"

Fierce eyes coldly regarded his redheaded friend as he listened to the words spewing from his mouth. Roxas roughly shoved away the arms holding onto his shoulders in tight, desperate grips.

"Don't tell me what's real or not when you can't even tell the difference between them yourself," he hissed, eyes narrowing.

Axel ran an exasperated hand through his hair, sharp green eyes pleading with the youngest member of the Organization in a manner so desperate, it could not have been written off as just being faked. "That's not the point, Roxas! You're falling into their trap, into your little dream harder and faster and if you don't wake up now, it'll be too late!"

"What are you talking about?" growled Roxas, fed up with the metaphors and pretty words which danced around the main topic and eluded his mind.

"It's a lie, Roxas. It's all a lie! Every single emotion you are feeling right now is a lie."

The words came as a cold, harsh slap of reality to Roxas as he stood there, shaking his head with hands clamped over his ears, unwilling to listen to his best friend but hearing the truth and sincerity in his words all the same.

But Sora laughed when retold the words.

He remembers that fiercely because Roxas never knew just how world shattering his words could be. Sora thinks that Nobodies have emotions. They just cannot remember what they felt like, having been trapped in between the light and the dark for too long. And he thinks that it's not being able to remember what it feels like to properly feel emotions which confuses them. He firmly believes that Nobodies can feel despite their declarations of being unable to.

Roxas wonders if maybe he's the one that is being stupid to believe Sora. But he doesn't regret it. Because it is always better to pretend to have emotions and think you are feeling than to not have them at all.

Cool, cheerful laughter reached his ears like a breath of fresh air.

"Don't be silly, Roxas! I think you're friend Axel is just confused because of what Xemnas is telling everyone," smiled Sora, pointing his sea-salt ice cream at his own Nobody. They were sitting on top of the clock tower in Twilight Town, watching the sunset together among other things. "See, this is what I think. I think that because Xemnas believes that Nobodies need hearts to feel, other Nobodies think the same way because that's what they've been told. But, I've met pretty much every single one of you, and all of you guys have always shown some sort of emotion to me. Sure, it may not be genuine and it may have even been forced, but openly displaying them is a sign that you all can remember feeling them, and that's what's important."

Roxas stared at him, his own ice cream dangling in the air as it dripped down onto the streets far below.

"Ah, okay, maybe that doesn't make sense. What's a better way……? What I'm trying to say is that it's better to remember what it's like having emotions and then believe that you are feeling them, than to not remember or have them at all. As long as you guys remember what it felt like, you can always feel the same way again because memories store with them those feelings. Get it?"

Slowly, his head bobbed up and down, blond spikes swaying from the action and pretty soon, both of them were laughing together and eating their melting ice creams which had dribbled over their fingers.

He no longer feels that sharp poke of doubt jabbing into his side. It is gone for good because he knows for certain now that he, a Nobody, is happy at the most recent moments in his nonexistent life. He knows that he only has Sora to thank for that happiness, too. And Roxas thinks that he is being stupid for second guessing himself on being happy again for the umpteenth time.

The blond wants to laugh but the sound never quite makes it past his throat and out his lips. Instead, it travels to his own crystal blue eyes, crinkling them with an amusement that he had never known existed because really, it's funny.

A smile sits on his lips as he watches Sora making his way past the ocean waves and to the shore towards him, laughing. He knows that this is the last time he will be able to see Sora this way because they are two of one, and one of them must reside in the darkness. And Roxas has no plans of letting illuminatingly radiant Sora into the darkness again. He knows that Sora needs to glow, and the only place where he can shine to the fullest properly is in the realm of light; basked in a halo of sparkling light. But mostly, because Sora's heart holds an eternal radiance that Roxas never wants to see extinguished.

It is almost not fair, but Roxas holds not animosity towards him because he is the Nobody and Sora is the Other. It is meant to be this way, and he really would have it no other way.

Because Sora gave him memories of light, and Roxas treasures those preciously shared moments between him and Sora more than anything. And Roxas knows by those flip flops of his stomach, that undeniable warmth, the hard pounding in his chest, and the smile in his heart… He just knows that those are his signs of knowing that he is happy… That his happiness…it is real.

The moment of realization is bittersweet, and he can taste it, heavy on his tongue.

"I love you, Roxas."

A/N: Yes, that cliché 'I love you' at the end, I just couldn't help myself haha I'm not very satisfied with the ending, but me tweaking the crap outta it just leads to an even crappier version, so I'll stop playing with it now. I think this could be a bit confusing and I'm sorry if it was, but hey… It's more SoraRoxas love (albeit short) XD Hope you enjoyed :3