A/N: hey everybody! So, it's almost Halloween! :D (or is… it depends on when I finish and upload :/) and I thought it was time for some Akuroku lovin'! (no, not like "untse untse" but I don't think I've been giving them much light D: ) I was inspired by the events that transpired Oct. 20th at this hayride… thing. This is not crack YAY! Enjoy!

~Roxy~

This Wasn't How I Wanted to Spend Halloween: Chapter 1-The Headless…What?

FWOOSH rattle rattle

The thundering crash of a strong gust of wind smacking against the nearly bare branches of trees outside that scraped and snapped against the unsuspecting window, woke, quite viciously, a once slumbering Roxas. He bolted upright, flailing about just enough to get him tangled up in his comforter and send him tumbling, face first, onto the floor. He let out a strangled yelp as his forehead connected with the rough carpet. He groaned, feeling his head sliding along the floor as the rest of his body followed.

It didn't take long for hurried footsteps to make their way to the still closed door. A few gentle taps perforated the aggravated silence hanging heavily in the blonde teen's room.

"Hey, Roxas, are you okay? I heard a really loud thump."

"I'm fine, Sora!" Roxas shouted from his place on the floor, his voice muffled by not only the door but also the carpet.

"Okay. Come downstairs if you want breakfast." His brunette twin called back as he walked away from the door. Only a few seconds after, Roxas flopped around on his floor unceremoniously in an attempt to unfurl himself from his blanket. Once free, he stood, dusted himself off, and walked over to the mirror atop his dresser.

~o~O~o~

Eight or so minutes later, Roxas descended the stairs fully dressed and cleaned up, but not "all there". He was a night owl; he just didn't do mornings, unfortunately Sora did and made sure that—even on weekends—they were both up well before eight o' clock. Roxas rounded a corner into the kitchen where he saw said early-bird plating eggs and toast in his typical yellow 'Key-ss ze Cook' apron.

"Morning Roxa-" Sora started cheerily but was cut off by an unsettling glare from his brother. Sora cleared his throat and muttered, "Right, not a morning person." He wiped his hands on the apron and cocked his head in the direction of the table. "Breakfast's on the table." Roxas nodded silently and slunk his way to his usual seat. He scanned the area.

"So, where's Cloud?" he asked, voice still a bit hoarse.

"Out with Leon doing something; he didn't say what, though." Sora answered, untying the back of his apron and undoing the Kingdom Crown snaps so he could remove it and hang it back up.

The Strife twins had been living with their elder brother, Cloud for the duration of High School. When the older blonde moved out for college, he had wound up closer to Dusk Falls Senior High; the high school Sora and Roxas would later attend. So, when the first autumn of high school rolled around, the twins moved in with their brother to make the commute to and from school less of a hassle.

Sora sat down beside Roxas at the dining table and the boys ate in silence for a good five minutes before the subtle sound of vibrating and the muffled tune of Hikari broke it. Sora jumped a bit in surprise and stood up, pulling his phone out and glancing at the caller ID. He turned to Roxas who was still eating and sputtered "Sorry, I've gotta take this. Be back in a jiff!" the brunette tapped the green Talk button and lifted the cellular device to his ear, already walking out of the room. "Heeello?" he greeted and from there, his end of the conversation became inaudible.

While Sora chatted away in some other room, Roxas finished his breakfast and carried the empty plate to the sink, rinsing it off and leaving it there to be properly washed later. As soon as the blonde was done drying his hands, a very bubbly Sora reappeared in the doorway. He shoved his phone back into his back pocket and rushed to his half eaten meal, throwing the rest down eagerly before hastily doing what Roxas had done not minutes before.

"Hey, sorry 'bout that. Just so you know, I'm leaving in," Sora checked his watch, "thirty minutes and I won't be back until tomorrow afternoon. I don't know the exact time so don't sweat that." The brunette was going a mile a minute, obviously rushing to get as much information out as he could in as little time as he could. Luckily by this point Roxas was awake enough to follow at least the general point his brother was trying to make.

He sighed, "Sora, you still haven't given me a noun or a verb." Sora stopped and grinned sheepishly.

"Sorry…" he scratched the back of his head. "Riku's coming to pick me up and we're just gonna do our annual Halloween things. I kinda thought you'd already guessed that seeing as it's the thirtieth and all."

Roxas groaned. He hadn't realized it was already so close to the end of the month. Sora giggled and dashed out of the room, yelling from the staircase, "Well, I'm gonna get ready so I don't keep him waiting when he gets here!" will it really take you thirty minutes to get ready? Roxas thought to himself as he wandered into the family room nestled right next to the foyer. He fell gracelessly onto the couch and lay motionless there for quite a while. He dozed lightly for what felt like only a short bit but he was jolted awake by the tapping at their front door. It can't have been a half hour already… the blonde thought as he turned his head to look at the analog clock that hung on the wall. Surely enough it had been thirty-four minutes since he flopped onto the sofa.

The tapping ceased and the light patter of footsteps drifted down from the second floor.

"Coming! Hold on a sec!" Sora called from the top of the stairs before rushing down them, black backpack stuffed and slung over his shoulder and his outrageous spikes bouncing slightly with each step. He thrust his hand forward to grab the doorknob when Roxas spoke up.

"Sora, you'd better have a sweatshirt or something packed. It's too cold for what you're wearing now." Sora pouted as he swung the door open and immediately shoved the backpack into Riku's arms.

"Hold this; I have to get a sweatshirt." Sora twirled around and took a couple steps forward before Roxas interrupted again.

"And don't leave the door open, you're letting in the cold air!" Sora let out a frustrated grunt but turned around and slammed the door. He made it about halfway up the stairs before Roxas stopped him again. "Well, don't just leave him out there! It's rude." The brunette rolled his eyes and scurried back down to the door, letting a very baffled Riku in and then Sora made another attempt at the stairs. "Door!" he turned on his heel, kicked the door closed and bolted back up the stairs and came down only seconds later, violet zip-up sweatshirt bundled up under his arm.

"Anything else, mother?" he asked exasperatedly.

"Did you pack clean underwear-"

"GAH! Yes!" Sora shoved the sweatshirt at the slightly confused silverette, yanked the door open again and sighed in relief. "Alrighty, now we can go." He turned to Roxas. "Kay, Roxas, see you sometime tomorrow. Baaiiiii!" He waved his hand fervently before quickly slamming the door behind him in an attempt to escape any other nags the blonde could think of.

~o~O~o~

Roxas sat back against the soft cushions of the sofa, sighing. It was so quiet when he was home alone. It wasn't that he didn't enjoy peace but the silence felt thick and heavy when it was so empty in the house. He had no idea what he would do for the next few hours, probably sleep. Just as tired lids fully shut over hazy sapphire eyes, three loud knocks ruptured the tranquility and caused Roxas' eyes to snap open.

"ROXAS!"

Knock, knock, knock

"ROXAS!"

Knock, knock, knock

"ROXAS!"

Roxas screwed his eyes shut. Maybe if I ignore him, he'll go away.

Knock, knock, knock

He jumped off the couch and stomped over to the front door, practically ripping it open.

"ROX-oh, hi Roxas." He was met with a toothy grin and sparkling emerald eyes.

"What do you want, Axel?" Roxas sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration. Axel pushed past the shorter of the two and leaned against a wall stuffing his hands in his pockets.

"I was gonna invite you to come with me to Moogle Prairie for their yearly Halloween festival." He slid one hand out of his pocket and ran it through his fiery spikes. Roxas blinked and shut the door.

"What's Moogle Prairie?" he asked, turning to the college student.

"It's an old-timey reenactment park. With-"

"No."

"-a bunch of log cabins and they don't-"

"Axel…"

"-use central heating. It's really authentic but-"

"No, Axel."

"-they aren't doing it on that part, they have a huuuuuge plot of land and the festival is on just a bit of that land near the entrance there's food and singing and it's really cool-"

"Gr… Axel!"

"-and there's this spooky hay ride where the headless Chocoboman chases you!"

"AX-" the buildup of anger and aggravation stopped abruptly and Roxas stared at Axel, taking in what the redhead had just said, fully registering it in his brain.

"The headless what-now?"

A/N: so, what do you think? I couldn't use headless horseman because it's too specific to our universe. I know it sounds dumb, but that's the point! :D

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~Roxy~