Sibling Rivalry! The Smart Alec vs The Goofball Chapter 1: Long Lost Twin?, a kingdom hearts fanfic

Hehe, yeah… I was using too much brain juice, and I'm bored… yup! Thus why this fanfiction exists! Okay, I don't want to say too much crap, so here goes!

P/S This may seem a little angsty at first, but trust me, it's really a simple, happy story…

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Disclaimer: Can you believe it? I DON'T OWN KINGDOM HEARTS! Because if I did, there won't be any point in writing a fanfiction then, ne?

Roxas stared absentmindedly out into the sky blue horizon, as he allowed his thoughts to soar out of even his own reach. He played around with his black and white wristbands, before he solemnly placed his chin on the hand. It was a rare occasion, but today, at this very particular moment, Roxas was restless. He couldn't say that he wasn't happy that he was finally going to see his brother again after a whole, flawless eleven years (Although he'd never admit it to anyone. Not on his life) but still, it meant that he was going to see her. The person he hated more than even mint-flavored ice cream. And that's saying something, because he absolutely hated mint ice cream.

Roxas heaved a heavy sigh, and sat back into the plane seat, considering if a good, long sleep would help him unwind, to calm down from his semi-destructive thoughts. He finally decided not to, but put his feet on the two unoccupied seats next to him, and put his hands behind his head for support. A man in a waistcoat in the next lane of seats gave him a strange look, but the glare that Roxas shot him made him turn back to his laptop. Roxas scoffed and mentally smirked, as he looked around the half empty plane. He took a moment to ponder of the Airlines' loss for this flight, but shrugged it off. 'Of course,' he thought. 'How many people would there be in a plane from Africa? From the outskirts of civilization?'

These chain of memories forcefully reminded Roxas of the very reason he was in this flight,

The death of his beloved father

Roxas stared up into the fairly dull and uninteresting roof of the aircraft, trying to seek his father's presence. Since his parents' divorce, Mr. Revene (his father) was everything in Roxas' life, all that he ever cared for. Now, that man was gone, to a place he can never reach, no matter how far he held out his hand.

He reflected back on all those memories he held dear with his father. They went everywhere together, just the two of them. Although Roxas grew up in Africa, he felt that the country held a sentimental value to him, to him and to his father. Smiling to himself, Roxas rejoiced in these memories, one by one.

And before he knew it, Roxas fell into a deep slumber, dreaming of the warmth and care he had missed so, very much…

"I'm home," Sora called out to his mother, as he stepped into the familiar compartment of his house, famously known as a living room. Ms. Takemoto's head popped out of the kitchen, wearing its usual happy, serene facade. She smiled to her son in greeting, and went back to her cooking. Sora dropped his backpack on a nearby couch, and sat down to face his lunch.

"Wow, pancakes," Sora mumbled, and poured too much syrup over the heavenly treat. "You know mom, just half and hour ago, I was thinking that I wanted pancakes for lunch. Guess the high lord heard my plea, huh?" Sora said, thinking of starting a conversation. His mother just laughed, and smiled back to her son.

"Mothers know best," she declared. Sora smiled back to his mother, and stuffed his full loaded fork into his mouth. The divine taste of marmalade mixed with his mother's special pancakes infiltrated his mouth. Oh, the goodness…

"Mmm…" Sora made a sound, and hugged himself, as he savored the beautiful taste. He shook from head to toe, as he took another forkful. Again, the magnificent taste got Sora to his feet, but he shrank back down into his seat, making very disturbing noises as he chewed. Ms. Takemoto just shook her head. Her son was just like that sometimes… Sora smirked at his mother's reaction, and resumed eating like a normal sane person.

There was a moment of silence after that, Sora eating his lunch silently while Ms. Takemoto resumed with her moments delayed work.

"Sora… do you remember your brother, Roxas?" Ms. Takehiko asked suddenly, ending the silence created. Sora swallowed his mouthful hard, and looked at his mother blankly,

"I have a brother?"

"Twin brother," His mother corrected him. "Remember your father, Robert? Well, apparently, he…" Ms. Takemoto looked down.

"…What?" Sora insisted, seeing his mother stopping in mid sentence. Ms. Takemoto inhaled deeply, and looked up.

"Apparently he just passed away, five days ago…" she replied solemnly

Sora almost choked on his treat

"HE WHAT?" Sora yelled, up on his feet.

This news left Sora with a broken heart. He never really knew his father, because he and his mother had a divorce, just when he was turning four! Yes, their marriage was that short, and Sora has never seen the man ever since. Rumor has it, that he moved to Africa, and Sora wasn't surprised. In fact, after hearing all of the stories from his mother, Sora was convinced that he won't even flinch if one day, he appeared on TV as the first person to create an inter-dimensional machine. He was that much of an impressive man of science. Sora looked up to his father, in a typical, boyish admiration.

Of course, this news shocked Sora to no end. He never knew this great man, who also happened to be his father, and now, he never will. Sora leaned back into his seat, still trying to register this information. 'Okay Sora, relax… breathe… inhale, exhale… inhale, exhale…' he commanded himself. Ms. Takemoto saw Sora's internal struggle, and felt a tinge of regret climb up her stomach.

"Anyways, Sora. About Roxas, since the unfortunate… 'incident' with your father, he'll be moving in,"

Sora's eyes widened

"…"

"So, I have a long lost twin brother who lives in Africa, and his name is an anagram of mine with an extra X in it?" Sora inquired, oblivious to how ridiculous that sounded. Ms. Takemoto looked at Sora strangely. 'He noticed the anagram!' She thought, dumbfounded.

"Yes, apparently you're right, Sora,"

"…"

"I really have a twin brother?"

Ms. Takemoto nodded vigorously, "Yes! And he's going to be here at three o'clock today!"

"WHAT?"

Ms. Takemoto nodded again with a serious face. Sora looked at her skeptically. "Since when have you known about the move?" Sora asked doubtfully. Ms. Takemoto shrugged.

"Five days ago…"

"Mom, are you sure about this?" Sora pestered his mother for the fifth time that minute. They were both in Ms. Takemoto's striking red convertible, on their way to the Twilight Airlines. It was a rare occasion for Sora to get so flustered, but this time, it was an exception. Sora was very, very, very flustered.

It all didn't seem possible to Sora. The brother he never knew is in a plane, on his way to civilization, and into Sora's life so suddenly, even though they barely even know each other! In fact just a couple hours ago, Sora didn't even know he had a brother!

'This is insane!' Sora cried in his head.

"Say, mom, were going to pick Roxas up from the airlines, right?"

"Yes, we are. Why do you ask, honey?" Ms. Takemoto answered, glad that Sora was finally asking something other than 'Are you sure?' although she was getting quite restless of Sora's constant inquiring. She was in her usual white blouse and skirt, with a floral themed blue design. She wore a matching scarf, tied firmly around her neck. She had allowed her long, blonde hair to flow freely with the wind, while her beautiful aqua blue eyes focused on the road. She also had on her favourite pair of shades, making her look a lot younger than she intended.

"Well, how will we know whose Roxas? I mean, come on, you haven't met the dude for like, I don't know, a whole decade?"

"Well Sora, back then, we had cameras. I have a picture of him right here," Ms. Takemoto answered smugly, as she handed Sora a photo. Sora took the piece of paper from his mother's hands, and studied it intently. There, it showed a picture of a brown and spiky haired man, smiling happily while he held a blonde woman beside him, who was also smiling sweetly, revealing her pearly white teeth. Down at the bottom of the picture, were two, small boys, not more than five years of age. One of the children had brown, spiky hair, as his façade showed a cheerful, and somewhat goofy grin, maybe due to the fact that the boy missed two of his front teeth. The other boy, on the other hand, had short, neat blonde hair, and smiled slightly, making him look a little older than he really was. Sora eyes his mother with a little tinge of disappointment.

"So you had a picture of my brother, and you never even once even thought of showing it to me? Or even told me that I had a twin brother? For eleven whole years?" Sora asked with venom in his tone. He pressed the words deeper and deeper as he went through his sentence. "What else are you not telling me?" Sora demanded. Ms. Takemoto just remained silent.

Sora felt betrayed, betrayed by his own flesh and blood… his own, biological mother! She even had a copy of the family picture, and had never once shared it with him. He thought that they shared a bond of family trust!

Apparently not…

Sora stared at the small piece of picture in his hand, as he studied his brother carefully. It seems that even though they were supposed to be twins, Sora and Roxas didn't have a lot in common. Their hair colors were different, just like their faces. Roxas had a more serious and a feminine (?) face, while Sora looked like a total goofball. In fact, the only thing that seemed to keep them brothers, were their ocean blue eyes, exactly like their father's. Only now did Sora notice, he looked a lot like his father. No, exactly like his father, while Roxas seemed like an exact replica of his mother. It was almost hard to believe his father as a world-renowned scientist, if you looked at him on first glance. Sora smiled to himself, but made sure his mother didn't see it.

"Looks like were not so distant after all… dad…"

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'Come on, how many blonde haired kids would there be in a flight from Africa? This shouldn't be too hard…'

Sora tried to convince himself with these words, as he looked around from his seat. He and his mother had chosen the perfect ones, the very first ones, facing the 'Arrivals' entrance. Sora kept his eyes peeled open, as a strange surge of excitement filled his entire being. After getting over the extreme shock he experienced earlier in the day, he was actually excited to see Roxas.

"There he is," Ms. Takemoto whispered, as she gripped Sora's hand firmly. Sora immediately turned towards the direction his mother was facing, and there he saw… for the first time in a decade, his long lost twin brother.

Roxas held an expressionless face, as he stared blankly out into the scene before him. Behind Roxas, was a pulley-bag, made from completely black material. Roxas looked down, and slowly dusted his white jacket. 'For a dude who grew up in the wilderness, he's got style…' Sora thought, eyeing his clothes intently. (Just imagine his normal clothes in KH. I'm too lazy to make anything else) it looked somewhat rugged, yet held a very innocent look. Pure white… Sora looked down to his own, black clothes. Talk about total contrast…

Ms. Takemoto practically dragged Sora towards the blonde boy, and waved maniacally with her other, free hand.

"ROXAS!" she called out.

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'Hey… not half bad…' Roxas thought to himself, as he eyed his surroundings. He dusted his jacket a little, even though it was absolutely spotless. It was a habit Roxas had had picked up from the wilderness, and he thought he'd never get over it.

Vaguely, Roxas heard his name called out. He turned towards the voice, and saw a blonde woman, running towards him while she waved her hands like a half-witted maniac. She was dragging along a spiky haired boy, whose eyes seemed glued to him. That was his mother and Sora, no doubt. Roxas nodded to himself, and inhaled a big breath.

"Guess that's my cue…"

I am aware that the first chapter is short, but trust me, it isn't my usual style. It's always the fist chapter really short, and then the extremely long chapters… so look forward to those!

Also, for a side note, Takemoto is not Sora's final last name. I'm still considering it… I just used the name because it sounded okay with Sora's name… haha, lol. Also, sorry the plot is a little slow… I didn't want to reveal too much in the first chapter.

Anyways, expect more humor, drama, and lastly, QUANTITY! If you like this, please click on the small, cute blue button, and REVIEW!

Thank you for reading!

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