Disclaimer: i do not own kingdom hearts. If i did, i wouldn't be writing this, i'd be putting this in the game.

WARNING: this story contains hints of yaoi, confusion, and lots of weirdness.

I was bored and tired, the plot bunny came to visit and I came up w/ this.

Summary:Its months since Roxas became whole, and already he's regretting it. Trapt in Sora's mind and going through hell, he decides to confront Sora with the help of a mysterious door.

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Reality Check

1. Trapt

'Another dead end. When am I gonna find a way out of here,' thought Roxas, stopping in front of another white wall that blocked his path and turning around. It seemed like he'd been stuck in this huge empty place for months now. Perhaps he had been here for months. Ever since that night in The World That Never Was, when he and Namine were supposed to become whole, he'd been here. If this was where nobodies went when they became whole, then he missed being nobody.

As he begun retracing his steps for possibly the billionth time, a flash of color surrounded him and he saw what Sora was seeing.

It was snowy on the island, a very, very rare occurrence. Riku behind him, with his hands resting around Sora's waist. "The island is so beautiful, just like you," he hears Riku whisper into Sora's ear, his ear. Then Riku kisses him, and Roxas can tell Sora's wanted that kiss for a very long time.

Then Riku spins Sora around so that they face each other. The only thing that Sora can see is Riku's longing, angel-like face. All Roxas can see is the face of the white haired devil. Sora leans up to kiss his lover back, but its Roxas' lips that meet Riku's. Roxas tries to bite Riku in fury, but instead whimpers softly and allows Riku to deepen the kiss. Roxas allows him because it is not really him kissing Riku, but Sora. And unlike Roxas, Sora loves that evil son of a bitch.

Sora loves the guy that ruined Roxas' life. And no matter how much Roxas tries to fight Sora's feelings, he always loses. Almost as if he wasn't there at all.

Riku pulls Sora inside his house and carries him to the bed. Clothes are torn off and Sora begins to groan when Roxas finally loses it.

'Get the hell off me!' he shouts, trying to throw Riku off. But groans and a soft murmur of "I love you" escape his lips instead as Riku explodes inside of him. Roxas cannot take it anymore, he escapes reality and retreats into the empty place in the back of Sora's mind.

Roxas runs away from the blur of colors and to the wall. He starts kicking it and punching it and throwing himself at it. He knows he cannot damage it, he has tried this before. He also knows he cannot harm himself here. Yet he still hits it, and throws himself into the wall in anger. "I can't take it anymore! I hate this place! I hate not being able to control my own body! I hate being whole!"

All of a sudden an image of Sora materializes behind him. "Why do you do that? No matter how many times you do it the results will be the same," the image states.

Roxas turns around, exhausted from his ministrations. "What do you want this time?"

"Seeing as I'm you and Sora's conscious, you should give me a little more respect," it scolded. "I'm just wondering something, is all."

Roxas rubbed his knuckles even though they weren't bruised, out of habit. "Wondering…"

The conscious sighed. "If you are so angry about being here, and about Riku, then why don't you just confront Sora? This mind belongs to the both of you after all."

Roxas sighed. "It's not that simple. How could I talk to him? He always drowns out my words and thoughts. Besides, I he can't talk to what's trapped in his mind."

The conscious giggled, stepping closer. "On the contrary, all you have to do is confront him as he temporarily visits his mind."

Roxas looked up from where he was gazing at the floor, giving his conscious a confused look.

"And I thought you were the smart one! He visits his mind in his dreams. All you have to do is confront him in his dreams!" The conscious explained, rather exasperated by Roxas' slowness.

"Oh… but how do I get into his dreams?" Roxas asked.

The conscious twitched, obviously as short tempered as the blonde he was helping was said to be. It closed its eyes and breathed in and out deeply for a second or two, then grabbed Roxas' wrist and dragged him to a door that Roxas had previously overlooked. Or maybe the door had just materialized, who knew really?

"This door leads to the inner workings of Sora's mind. Everything he's ever thought or seen, and the things that make up his imagination. I'm telling you right now Roxas, what lies beyond this door may shock you, temporarily paralyze you, or drown you with light. Enter it with caution, and only to confront Sora. For if you use this door for any other reason, TERRIBLE THINGS WILL HAPPEN!!!!" The conscious preached, perhaps to protect Roxas.

But unfortunately, Roxas wasn't really paying that much attention. He was too busy mentally rehearsing what he would say to Sora. I mean sure he was a part of Sora, but that didn't mean he knew him that well.

"Is that clear?" Asked the conscious.

"Got it, I'll go in when Sora falls asleep." Roxas replied.

The conscious just sighed and turned to the left and began to walk down another hall. Hoping Roxas had listened to his warning, otherwise Roxas might make a mess of this mind, and the conscious just knew he'd be the unfortunate soul that cleaned it up.

Roxas looked at the door curiously, and remembered a day two years ago, when Sora was faced with a door that lead to somewhere mysterious. "I wonder what happens when I go through the door… I wonder if Sora will listen to me."

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Meanwhile, in a more colorful part of the mind, where cute little animals and naked Riku's frolic, the conscious sat on a rock. "Angel! Devil! I need your knowledge!" It shouted.

Within moments two people appeared. One looked exactly like Sora, only with wings, a halo, and a white glow. The other looked exactly like Roxas, only with red horns and a forked tail. They appeared at the conscious feet, trying to kill each other. At the sight of their leader they stopped and jumped to they're feet, saluting.

"Angel, Devil, I need you to tell me which one of you Roxas agreed with when I summoned the door."

"Me sir," said the angel Sora.

The conscious smiled. Before the devil Roxas could have his say, conscious walked away relieved.

"Do you think we should've told the leader that I suggested we explore the door?" asked the angel.

"Doesn't matter now, the damage is done, and it's his job to fix it," replied the devil.

"Ah… you don't really care what happens to this place, do you?"

"Well…" started the blonde," the more things the conscious has to do, the less chance we'll get caught."

"You mean…?"

"Exactly baby."

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