A/N: Well. I started a new fan-fiction. This one is Kingdom Hearts. It will be more than a oneshot, yes. Enjoy!

11/3/13- So…I'm editing this story~! Some new parts may be added, and chapter shortened or lengthened, so make sure to keep checking in! There were so many fragments in this chapter that sometimes, I wouldn't to rip my hair out, turn into a titan, and run on a rampage. But, anyways, it's fixed now! I hope…

Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts, nor am I affiliated with Square Enix/Square Soft.

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Jealousy

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Thoughts ran like fire through my head. Why can't I be cool like him? Why do I have to utterly suck at everything I do? Why can't he give my some of his talent?

I sat on the bench, feeling like the least talented person in the world. My twin brother, Roxas, ran around the field, slapping everyone's hand and yelling, "THAT'S RIGHT, BABY! YEAHHHH!" He was so cool. Why wasn't I cool? Well a couple reasons actually.

1.) I can't actually do anything. When I was five, my parents literally put my in dance classes to see if maybe, just maybe I could do something.

Yeah, that didn't go very well…

2.) I've always lived in my brother's shadow. Everyday, when I go to school, and a teacher calls my name, all I hear is, "What the hell? That's Roxas Kimazi's brother!?" And then they laugh. They laugh at me.

3.) Well I aren't exactly what teenage girls would call "hot." I have messy brown hair, that always stands up no matter how much gel I put in it. My eyes are blue, but not a 'pretty blue' like my brother's, even though we were identical twins, for God's sake. My style was kind of…meh. I really didn't tend to dress well like my brother. Usually my attire consists of baggy jeans and a tee shirt, nothing spectacular.

4.) I wasn't smart like my brother either. Not only was he an A+ student, but he plays football, is dating the head cheerleader, and every teacher loves him. Me? I get mainly C's on my Report Card, I play no sports, no one could ever love me, and teachers shun me.

5.) I'm sure by now you've heard enough.

It's like, some freak accident happened and all of the charm was dumped on my brother and not me. Sure, I don't mind much. I'm used to being alone. Heck, even my parents don't like me as much as they like Roxas.

The only thing that keeps him from being a total ass to me is that I know his biggest secret. Ladies and Gentlemen, Roxas Kimazi, is gay.

It all started last year, when Roxas made a new "friend." He was a lanky, redheaded boy, whose fashion sense was almost as weird as his hair. The first time I met him he was wearing these weird, striped black and white jeans, a tee shirt with some band that I'd never heard of, and black sandals. His hair though, it was so…red.And...Spiky.Those are basically the only words I can use to describe it; red and spiky.

So anyway, Mister Hipster Guy, and Roxas went up to his room to "study." Of course, after they left, my mom yelled at me for something that I didn't do, as usual. I just sort of sat there and waited for her wild rampage to stop.

I went up to me room and began to do my homework, or rather, 'tried' to do my homework. I kept getting distracted by my lamp, for no particular reason at all. ADHD, another one of my infinite flaws.

I tried to go back to my math, but I still was apparently too stupid to get it. I got off my bed and decided to ask Roxas. Without knocking, I barged into his room, my notebook in hand, not ready for the sight that befell me.

Well, Roxas and Mister Hipster Pants...to put it lightly…sucking each other's freaking faces off. I'm pretty sure I stood there, for about two minutes, staring in disgust as Roxas was being tainted by this…strange man.

Finally, I couldn't take it anymore.

"ROXAS-CHAN!" I yelled. My twin glanced lazily up at me, and then looked back at his…man-friend (?). I walked over to him and kicked him in the shoulder.

"Yo! Roxas-Chan! Look at me!" This time, Roxas looked at me, really looked at me, and pushed Red-Head McTaint-Pants off of him.

"Sora-Chan, I can explain!" yelled Roxas, trying to wipe the spit off of his face. I just sat there, staring at him.

"Axel-Kun, you need to leave now." Roxas said, pushing Axel out of his room.

I just sat there, stunned by his actions. I couldn't believe it. I had finally had something to hold against Mr. Perfect. Not that being gay was a bad thing, I could really care less. But it was something that made him different from other guys.

That day, Roxas made me promise to never tell anyone about the kiss. Even though I still think that he's dating Axel-San now. Although, he still is dating Naminè too…which made him seem like kind of a jerk to me. But hey, who am I to judge?

I was immediately snapped out my actions, when a large hand patted my shoulder.

"Sora-Chan, We won! Weren't you watching?" It was my brother. Even though he was sweaty, he looked perfect. With his golden blonde hair that he probably didn't even brush this morning. He had his usual stupid grin. His whole face was just...stupid.

"Uh…yes, yeah Congratulations..!" I said quickly, hoping he didn't catch my lie. My mother and father suddenly came up next to him, drowning him with compliments, as per usual.

It was kind of funny. My parents never even said something like, "Wow, Sora-Chan! You're hair looks nice today!" Nope. Nothing. EVER.

After about five minutes, Roxas finally knocked sense into them that we should go home now. I followed suit, wondering if I could ever be as good as Roxas-Chan. I shook my head and kept walking.

A/N: I'm actually enjoying writing this one more than IoD. Just saying *.*