The Blond sighed, nervously fidgeting again. How could he sleep with a cute brunette laying right next to him? His chest breathed in deeply, moving up and down in a steady motion, snoring slightly. Roxas lay on his back, staring up at the ceiling, one of his knees up in a small angle. He and his brother had just moved into the small house in twilight town with their parents, and they had yet to get Sora his own bed. The blond sighed, again. The past few nights had been hell. He hated sleeping with Sora, all he could do was stare at him while he slept, his small lips parted slightly, and his soft skin illuminated from the light coming from their bedroom window. Throughout the night all he could think of was feeling the cute brunette, breathing in his intoxicating smell. He wanted so badly to touch him, to hold him, kiss him...make him moan.

Roxas shuck his head pushing those thoughts away. His closed his eyes, feeling the soft breeze on his bare chest. This would be the third night in a row he would be sleep reprieved. He heard a small whimper, and opened his eyes to see the brunette's face now facing his own. He felt his heart skip a beat, as he stared into the image of beauty. He repositioned himself, laying on his side, mirroring the other boy's position.

He'd always hated Sora. He hated how he was so friendly. He hated how he was so beautiful. He hated how everyone loved to be around him. And yet, he could never stay mad at him. Whenever his cute twin was upset, he dropped what he was doing to cheer him up. If he ever cried, he was there with a tissue. If he was sick, he made him some soup. Sora wasn't just his brother, but his best friend. They told each other every thing, their secrets, their desires. Just the thought of losing that relationship with his brother, made the blond's blue eyes well up with tears, and Roxas never cried.

He watched the brunette with lust filled eyes, placing a hand on his cheek, caressing it gently. The skin was so smooth and flawless. Maybe just one kiss, just one. The one he had longed for for years. He scooted closer to the sleeping boy, trying to push his sleeping body near to him. He laid his head right next to Sora's, lifting his small face upwards towards his own. He knew he would have to hurry, Sora was a very light sleeper. Roxas leaned his forehead against the small brunettes. He felt the small boy's breath hit his cheek. He moved closer, intertwining his legs with Sora's. He pressed his chest against his brother's clothed one. He felt his heart rate increase extremely. It sounded so loud, he hoped it wouldn't wake the sleeping brunette. He had never been this close to his own brother before. It was almost overwhelming.

It became hard to breath, as his own breath became audible. He wrapped his arms around the small boy's body, pressing him against himself. The Sora murmured a little, snuggling into the blond's chest. Roxas felt his face burning, as he noticed just how hard this whole ordeal was making him. How did Sora do this to him? He hadn't even kissed him yet, and he already felt like his pants were about to burst. He barried his face into the mass of spiky, brown hair. He inhaled his addictive scent, a mixture of chocolate shampoo, and Sora's natural undefinable smell. He shuddered, momentarily closing his clear blue eyes. He held the brunette tightly, his hand gripping the brunette's shirt. He had longed for him ever since he was 13. He was the first person her had ever had any physical attraction for.

The blond cupped the small boys chin, lifting it up towards his own. He leaned down to the beautiful brunette, their lips less than an inch away. A million thoughts rushed through Roxas's mind at once: Was this right? What if he woke up? He pushed all thought from his mind momentarily clicking off the logical part of his brain. This was all that mattered now. He quickly leaned down, and kissed him. It was frantic and only lasted a second. Roxas opened his eyes as he pulled away, examining the boy, as if expecting some kind of reaction. He immediately slammed his lips against Sora's, griping his hair with a hand. It felt amazing, he never wanted it to end. He wanted to believe that Sora was kissing him back, that he wanted him as well. He slowly, sensually, reached a hand up the sleeping boy's shirt, feeling his delicate skin, pulling him closer. He heard a small whimper from the sleeping boy, and felt him self get even more excited. He wanted more of him, he wanted him to respond.

He pulled away to catch his breath, then slamming his lips back on the brunette's. He slipped his tongue between the soft lips, exploring inside.

"R-Roxas?!" A muffled voice came from the small brunette. In his hazy state of mind, the blond thought it was his imagination.

"R-Roxas stop!" the blond opened his eyes in time to see a confused brunette push him away. He'd completely forgotten about the possibility of Sora waking up.

"What the hell are you doing?!" The brunette sat up on the bed. Staring at Roxas with piercing eyes.

"I-I..." The blond was lost for words. This was not what he had wanted, he didn't know what to do.

"Roxas, I mean -I..." Sora looked around the room in confusion.

"Sora," the blond sighed "I'm sorry, I just -I don't know." He leaned against the wall, supporting him self. He couldn't look at his brother's face. He felt so ashamed. This was it, Sora would never talk to him again. Looked down at his knees, his bangs covering his eyes. "I'm sorry..."

"Roxas..." the brunette said sadly trailing off there was an awkward blond could feel his heart pounding, only this time an eerie feeling feel over him.

Suddenly the blond felt a warm hand on his cheeck. He quickly looked up to see Sora. When had he gotten so close to him? He felt the boy's thumb caress his cheeck, spreading a blush over the blond's face. Suddenly, Sora quickly pressed his lips against the blond's, softly. Roxas's eyes went wide in shock. He slowly shut his eyes, and pressed back, reaching a hand around the brunette's neck. The kiss lasted several second's before Sora pulled away and rested his head on his brother's chest. Roxas smiled, gently messing with the dark brown mass of hair with his hand. After awhile, they drifted to sleep.

That was the night they realized they loved each other.