A/N: Wow, so I actually had this done quite a few days ago, but I kind of wanted my friend to read it before I uploaded it, so here it is! Thank you to my three reviewers kawaiisonnikku, Sunny side of cookies, and Dormouse Of Dreams! :3 Your comments really made me smile, I'm glad you're all enjoying it! And just so you know: VaniRoku is a minor pairing, but (as you could probably tell), it's what starts it all off. I won't tell you any more, but despite the fic's passive nature at the moment, things'll start to speed up pretty soon, so keep checking back!

Considering this is my first actual fic in a while, I'm actually really happy people are enjoying this. Your sweet reviews and comments keep me going, so thank you very much! :D I hope you enjoy this chapter!

Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts. I wish I did, but sadly I don't. I still think Vanitas is a pretty badass bad guy, just sayin'.


Chapter 2: Roxas.

"Vanitas?" Roxas tapped the tanned boy's shoulder lightly. Vanitas was sitting on the windowsill with his back against the wall, staring out over the city. He shrugged the blonde away but said nothing.

Over the past week, Vanitas was rather quiet, but when he did talk, he never really said the nicest of things. Roxas mostly saw him sitting around, staring out at the city as if fascinated by being above all the pedestrians and cityfolk. Roxas just had to find something to get the raven haired boy to talk… it'd be useless letting him stay if he wasn't going to attempt to be friends, let alone do anything to his benefit.

"Hey… I'm going to work, ok?" Roxas was a journalist. He was young but probably one of the best the company had. Coming straight from university, he thought he'd have no chance but surprisingly his knack for writing got him in.

Roxas adjusted his tie and patiently waited for Vanitas to respond. When, of course, the other boy said nothing, he rolled his eyes and left without another word.

Vanitas stepped down from the windowsill once he heard the door close and lock. Today, he decided, he'd do something other than lazing around.


"Roxas?"

The blonde walked out of the coffee shop only to bump into another spiky haired blonde. He shook his head faintly, a light smile at the corner of his lips, "Morning Cloud."

"For a minute I thought you were Ven, but then I noticed the suit." The taller and older male chuckled, "You're not usually one for coffee." He remarked.

"Must be in the blood," Roxas remarked, following the other male back inside the shop. "I mean, Mom and Dad drank coffee or tea almost constantly. You're here every day-"

"Well, I work here, Roxas."

"-and Ven pretty much needs it too. I'm the only one who isn't almost completely dependent on caffeine. I have a cup sometimes though, like a treat."

Cloud chucked at the boy's ramblings. "Are you coming to Mom and Dad's this weekend? You know they're expecting you."

Roxas grimaced and shook his head, "Can't. My deadline's Monday morning. I'm staying late at the office tomorrow and I'll certainly be taking my work home over the weekend." He sighed, "I never used to be this busy…"

"Well, that was before they realized your talent… which, in my opinion, they should've saw from your first article." Cloud nearly snorted. "All right, I'll let them know and come by on Sunday. Mom'll likely set a week's worth of food aside for you."

The younger boy bit his lip but nodded. "I'll see you then." He bid his brother goodbye before exiting the shop and continuing on his way to work. His steps were light as his grip on his suitcase tightened. He'd have to make sure he was home on Sunday.


"Vanitas?" Roxas opened the door to his apartment, carefully adjusting the bag of take-out in his arms. He set his briefcase down and shut the door with his foot. "Vanitas?" He called again. The blonde made his way to the small kitchen and set the large bag on the counter. He furrowed his eyebrows. Vanitas usually said some sort of remark back.

Roxas loosened his tie and scratched the back of his head. He approached the other boy's room cautiously. "Vanitas…?" The door was open a crack so he pushed it gently. The raven haired boy was asleep against the windowsill with almost an angelic glow about him. Papers were scattered all over the cool, hardwood floor. Some crumpled, some blank, some with harsh, dark scribbles over gentle strokes. Roxas picked up one of the flattened papers that didn't have harsh scribbles. It was a drawing, and a magnificent drawing at that. The drawing was of a simple flower, but it made the blonde smile gently. The raven wasn't as cold and heartless as he seemed to try to be. He dropped the paper gingerly and took a crumpled ball near the slumbering boy's foot. He unfolded it slowly, careful not to rip it, and his eyes widened. The blonde held the paper against the wall and smoothed it out lightly. It was as if he was staring at himself from above; the drawing was of him sleeping peacefully. Or maybe not so peacefully, his eyebrows were furrowed and his hands gripped the sheets tightly. When did he…?

"Hmmm…" Vanitas stirred lightly. Gasping, Roxas folded the paper gently and stuffed it in his pocket. The raven haired boy's tan hand reached up to rub his eye as he yawned. "When did you get back?"

"Uh… just now, actually." The blonde loosened his tie further. "You didn't respond so I came to check up on you, and I found you sleeping…" His voice trailed off to a bare whisper. Vanitas didn't seem to be listening, instead he stared at Roxas intently, like if he had two heads. "What?"

Vanitas remained silent for a moment as if content with staring at the blonde. "…Your eyes are really… blue." He shook his head lightly like he was breaking himself from a trance. His eyes were downcast, and his voice was gentle. "I mean, I've noticed that they are… y'know, blue… but they're just so… so blue. Like how you'd picture the ocean to be when you're staring out on it from the beach. And they're deep like the depths of the ocean where it's dark but quiet. Scary yet peaceful." Kind of like you went unsaid.

A small grin played at the edges of Roxas's lips. He carefully took the stack of papers from the raven's lap and placed them on the bed. The boy looked up, but Roxas pulled him to his chest and pressed his lips softly against the crown of the other boy's head. His dark hair brushed gently against his cheeks. "Thank you." Roxas whispered, "That's the sweetest thing anyone has ever said about me."

Vanitas allowed himself a tiny smile and closed his eyes. Sighing, he relaxed in the blonde's arms and for once, he felt at home.


A/N: Exams are coming up soon, so I can't really say when the next update will be, but I'll try for it to be as soon as possible! Leave me some lovely reviews to motivate me to write faster? :3