hoshiko's note: Wow, I didn't think I'd get such a good response to the last chapter. Like the last one, this chapter isn't beta'd, so any mistakes can be pointed at me. Things have been hectic, but I'm pretty sure I can get back to my regular updates now. Check back next Friday for the third chapter.


Mysterious Monday

Sora awoke in a bed with the warm blankets up to his head. Peering over the top he could tell instantly that this was his own room. The day before had been a dream, right? He looked at his hands. They seemed the same, but just to be sure the boy got up. He slowly walked to the mirror by his bedroom. His blonde haired twin looked back at him.

"Arg!" Sora groaned in frustration. He grabbed bits of his hair and tugged on it. "This is so fucked up! What am I gonna do?"

There was a knock on his door. Not sure whether or not to open it up, Sora waited. There was a loud sigh on the other side.

"It's me, idiot. Open up." Sora did as he was told and saw his body walk into the room. "Okay, help me get dressed."

"We switched bodies. That doesn't mean we don't know how to change," Sora said.

Roxas growled at his brother. "Not like that you moron. I meant tell me what to wear. Now show me!"

Sora looked at Roxas with an angry expression. "Not until you ask nicely."

Roxas rolled his eyes. "Okay, please?"

Sora smiled and pointed at his closet. "Everything you need is in there."

"All right… So what kind of stuff do you wear?" Roxas poked his head in to the closet and began going through his brother's things.

"I tend to wear bright colors, something you've never worn." Sora started to pull out some outfits. He moaned knowing he couldn't wear his precious attire. It took him years to perfectly coordinate everything.

"You know, I wore them when I was a kid too, ya know," Roxas said. "You make it sound like I've been a punk all my life or something."

Sora shrugged. "Could've fooled me."

"You know what? You can just kiss your normal routine good-bye!" Roxas glared at his brother.

Stopping his work quickly, Sora spun around, eyes wide. "Wait, why?! I'm helping you! Come on!"

"I don't need your lip this early," Roxas shot back.

"Boys?" Their mother had popped her head into the room. "What're you doing in Sora's room, Roxas?"

Roxas began to answer, but Sora cut him off. It would seem weird for his body to be answering when it was the blonde their mother had asked. "Er, I just needed to ask him something, mom."

"You two better hurry up. I'm not driving you to school today." Their mother was in the middle of putting earrings in her ear. "I have to wait for the cable man to get here. Roxas, you have your permit so you get to drive today. Make sure you lock the car when you get to school."

Sora's jaw dropped open. He smiled widely. "You got it mom!"

Their mother smiled and left the room. Sora smiled evilly at Roxas. The younger teen glared at his twin in disgust. "I don't think this is a good idea…"

"Why not?" Sora asked as he pulled out some shoes. He had to make sure Roxas' outfit was completely accurate. "I can drive!"

"Sora, you almost drove into a fucking pole last week!" Roxas laughed. "You cannot drive."

"That pole was not there a second ago!" Sora cried.

Roxas rolled his eyes. "Oh yes, because all us smart people know that poles jump out and attack student drivers. Right…"

Sora threw a jumble of clothes at his laughing brother. "Would you shut up and change already? God…"

Roxas looked at the array of bright blues and reds and greens. "What the hell is this? I'm not wearing this."

"Yes you are. If I have to wear what you wear then so will you." Sora crossed his arms. "Come on, it's not that bad."

"How about we come to a compromise?" Roxas asked. He pulled out the green shirt and tossed it aside. "I'll wear this red shirt, but not that. I'll prep down and you can spruce up my attire a little bit."

Sora's face lit up instantly. He raced out of the room, hell bent on getting to Roxas' closet. His brother chased him to make sure nothing went too astray. They argued for a little while on what was considered a compromise until their mother yelled at them to leave for school.

"Why do you look so depressed, Sora?" their mother asked upon seeing the twins enter the foyer. "I thought you'd be thrilled to not be dropped off by your mother."

Roxas growled as he glared at his brother. "I prefer you over my brother."

Their mother shook her head. "You boys really need to stop fighting. Girls won't like that."

"Then it's a good thing I don't like boys," Sora blurted out. It had come out so normally that Roxas was a bit surprised his brother had stumbled over his words.

"Yes, well… boys won't like it either for you Roxas. Now get to school." Their mother then left.

Roxas breathed a sigh of relief. "Wow that was smooth. Nice."

Sora shrugged. "Yeah, well I thought of what sort of gay thing you'd say and went with it."

Roxas rolled his eyes as they left the house. But once outside, he felt naked. He didn't think he'd ever wear such horrible clothes. Or that he'd wear a backpack again. He already missed his grey messenger bag that Sora was now begrudgingly hosting.

"You're serious?" Roxas asked. His face was void of all color as he stared at the large mass of people near the entrance of the school. They laughed loudly, smoked, invaded spaces, and looked all around wrong for the teen. "Sora, I can't do this!"

"Yes you can! You have to!" the twin hissed. "Hey, I have to act gay! You have to act straight now!"

Roxas turned to face his brother. He dug his nails into Sora's arm as he clung to him. "No, there are too many people. You know I hate large crowds."

"I didn't, actually," Sora replied with a surprised look to his face.

"Well now you do so don't force me to go over there!" Roxas was starting to panic. He was being forced into the most uncomfortable situation he could think of next to going to school buck naked; though, to him, it already seemed that way. "Please, Sora!"

"Wow, you've never said please to me. Well other than this morning." Sora began to laugh. He felt Roxas' nails dive deeper into his skin. The teen winced and glared at his brother. "All right, all right. Look, if you don't want to hang with them, go find Kairi and Riku. But at least go over and say hi. It's something I do all the time."

"Fine, but you're coming with me!" Roxas turned and pulled his brother along.

Sora struggled to get free from the boy's grasp. "No! I can't be seen with you! It's embarrassing!"

"Fine, then I won't go over to them." Roxas stopped.

"No! You have to!"

"No I don't!"

"What's going on here?" The boys froze and turned. Roxas' boyfriend was standing near them. He had his backpack listless hanging from one arm and the other arm had his hand placed on his hip. He was looking between the two curiously. "This is new."

"Hayner!" Roxas exclaimed. He let go of Sora instantly and sped towards his boyfriend. His brother was quicker, though. The teen pulled on the back of the boy's shirt to stop him.

"Hi there!" Sora cried as he pushed past Roxas. He went to Hayner like nothing had happened. "Sora's being really weird today, that's all. Don't mind him."

"When do I ever?" Hayner asked. He casually slung an arm around Sora's shoulder.

Sora wasn't sure whether to wince at the harshness of his statement or push away from that arm. Sadly, since he had come over, he now had to endure being his brother. He desperately wanted to join his friends. It seemed they were having such a good time without him.

"Well, I guess it's time for you to go now, huh, Sora?" Roxas looked at his brother in surprise. "You know, go hang out with your friends." Sora nodded over at the large group of people.

Roxas shook his head. "Naw, I think I'm going to go find Riku and Kairi."

"You're not going to say hi to them?" Sora asked, hinting at his brother to do as he was told.

"Naw, they're jerks." Roxas turned on his heel and left. He smiled to himself knowing that Sora couldn't run after him to defend them. It would be out of character, something that was number one on their priority list to not have happen.

Sora stood next to Hayner watching Roxas walking the opposite way to enter the high school. The teen knew that was his brother's usual way to go into school. Deep inside, the boy's inside churned with uneasiness and anger, all of which were directed at his twin.

"Well today sounds like it's going to be interesting." Hayner leaned over to kiss Sora, but the boy moved away quickly.

"Ah! No, no!" Sora exclaimed, his hands up almost in self defense.

"What's wrong?" the blonde asked.

"Uh, I think I'm getting sick and I don't want you to get it," Sora answered quickly. He had never come up with so many lies so easily in such a short span of time.

Hayner smirked. "All right, cool. Thanks."

The bell rang. The blonde grabbed Sora's hand and walked into school, the front entrance way. The anger that had been boiling up inside the boy's stomach instantly froze. He almost forgot how to function at all. They were making a bee line right for the mass of students he knew so well.

"Oh my God! Stop doing that!" one of the girls shouted.

"Stuff it," Hayner mumbled. He tightened his grip on Sora's hand.

"You two are sosick!" a boy exclaimed. He tossed some crumbs from a bag of cookies at the two boys. "I can't believe you're related to Sora, Roxas! You should be disowned!"

"Seriously! How can your mother be sane knowing she has you?!" the crowd jeered. They all began to laugh as they followed the two boys into the high school.

Sora almost whirled around to shout back at them, but remembered his place. While at school, Roxas was very reserved and hardly paid attention to anything that didn't concern him. Unfortunately, he had never seen his friends make such horrible fun at his brother. Now walking in his twin's shoes he could possibly see why he was so miserable all the time.

"Just ignore them," Hayner said. He smirked back at Sora reassuringly. "It's a good thing you don't have class with them, huh?"

"Yeah," Sora replied. He couldn't help but smile back. It was nice to know someone was at his back.

But the boy just couldn't shake the sinking sensation developing inside him. Sora knew that Roxas had sometimes had it hard while at school. The islands were a small community that didn't really take to homosexual relationships. The teen was pretty positive that his brother had never been physically harmed, but visible attacks can heal over time. Words stick and slip past the skin far into the recesses of a memory. They hardly ever heal, especially if they're continually thought upon.

Sora thought that maybe he could help his brother out just a little bit. It must not be all that fun to go to school dreading to meet those types of people by chance. But how, exactly, was he going to help Roxas with his own friends? The group was a reasonable group most of the time. Maybe going and talking to them would help? It was worth a shot.

Roxas was relieved to enter high school and not get glares or odd stares. Instead, he heard his name called from afar and people coming up to him to talk and pat his back telling him how awesome he was. Boys he didn't even know were asking him questions about popular television shows. Girls he had only glanced at in the hallway were now talking to him about the latest gossip.

I think I preferred being ignored or stared at, Roxas thought.

"Hey there, Sora!" Riku exclaimed. He was hanging out by his locker near the field.

"Hey," Roxas replied with a slight smile. He was looking down at his feet.

Seeing his boyfriend glare at him was something new and the teen wasn't too sure how he was going to handle it. Even though Namine had warned him that such a reaction might occur, the boy really hadn't prepared himself. Riku noticed this right away and became concerned.

"Sora, you okay? What's wrong?" Riku asked.

Roxas snapped his head up. He had forgotten the number one rule; never look upset, it's bad for your reputation and it makes Riku worry. That was the one thing Sora stressed the most next to "don't embarrass the fuck out of me".

"Oh, no. Sorry. I was thinking about something," Roxas replied. He forced a smile that was as natural as he could make it seem.

Riku didn't buy it. He closed his locker and turned to his friend. "Seriously, what's wrong? You look upset."

Waving his hands wildly, Roxas denied it. "No, really. I'm fine!"

The older teen continued to look at his best friend for a little while longer before turning away. He sighed while running a hand through his hair.

"All right, if you say so." Riku smiled gently at Roxas, something that caught the boy off guard. It was such a genuine expression that the boy could hardly remember when someone looked at him so sweetly with concern underneath. "So tell me what you were thinking about."

Roxas fought back any blush that might have snuck up on his brother's face. That probably fell in the lines of "don't embarrass the fuck out of me." Cool people don't blush over something their best friends say to them.

"Oh, um. Math test today…," Roxas mumbled.

Riku chuckled. "You're worried about that math test? You and I have been studying for it for weeks. How could you possibly be worried about it?"

Roxas was caught a little off guard. "Wait, we did?"

"Uh, yeah? Don't you remember all the phone calls and online chats?" Riku slung his backpack over one arm while shaking his head.

"Oh…yeah, right. Sorry. See? I'm really stressin' out here." Roxas began rubbing his head furiously in aggravation. He now understood just why Sora had been on the phone and online so much recently. Roxas was more the online solitude brother than his twin.

Riku reached out and pat Roxas' shoulder. He was laughing at his friend. "Sora, you're too funny some days. It's cute."

Both boys stopped and looked at one another. Roxas wasn't sure how to take that, but Riku just continued to laugh. The bell rang telling the two to depart. Unfortunately, the boy was now off kilter by the statement the silver haired boy had just said.

"Uh, sorry. That came out pretty weird, didn't it?" Riku asked with a laugh. Roxas nodded. "Yeah well, you know I never mean that shit, right?"

Roxas nodded his head slowly. "Have you called me cute before…?"

Riku laughed again. "Well sometimes it's just obvious and I state the obvious a lot…so… Crap, we better get to class. We might be late."

Before anything more was said, the older teen disappeared into the mass of students that began their slow paces to class. Roxas swayed on the spot for a minute, but slowly broke into a smile. His suspicions were slowly coming true. As long as he had Sora's body, why not dive a little deeper into the matter?

Sora had been sitting through class writing furiously some lines he could say to his friends. It would prove to be one of the most awkward things he'd ever endure in his life, but switching bodies with his own twin brother was a little higher up there on the list. The boy could handle any uncomfortable situations now.

Once the bell had rung, he was out the door. Sora had kept a pretty regular schedule of where he hung out just in case anyone needed to find him. He knew that at this particular break he was usually hanging out by the senior lockers. The boy had thought upon multiple scenarios of what would happen if Roxas was there, but he figured his brother was staying unusually close to Riku and Kairi for the day. That would be just perfect.

Sora found his target bustling around their lockers and marched right up to them. He was determined to settle things once and for all. Maybe then, Roxas could have any easier time at school and maybe the boy could stop hearing about how strange his brother was. Then things would fix themselves, their bodies would return to normal, and all would be right in the world?

Oh the way Sora thought was so naïve. How could he overlook such a bleak outcome that would most likely occur?

And soon did as Sora was slowly starting to be pushed away. His friends would have nothing to do with his requests.

"I just don't get it. What did I ever do to you guys?" Sora asked sadly.

"You're just a freak and we don't like you. There's nothing to it," a particularly tall boy replied with a snort. He was in front of the rest with his arms crossed. Sora had never been intimated by his friend before, but soon found himself completely scared for his life.

"So I can't be friends with you?" Sora received loud laughter that caused most students to stop and look. "I was serious!"

"Why in the world would we wanna be friends with you?" a blonde girl asked while laughing. Sora was surprised to hear such contempt from her mouth. She was usually so sweet.

"I'm doing this…for my brother," Sora lied. At least he thought he lied.

To his dismay, Sora was met with even more of a raucous laugh. The group started chattering furiously about what a ridiculous idea that was and how it could never happen. How stupid the boy was for even asking such a thing.

One boy pushed his way to the front. Sora stepped back slightly. He didn't want to hear anything bad come from this boy's mouth. The two were pretty close. "Is this some sort of joke?! I mean really! Are you doing this for shits and giggles or something?"

"I mean it…," Sora mumbled. He had lost all his confidence that anything good was going to happen.

The boy shook his head. He looked back at his friends. "This fag's serious, guys!"

"Wow!" they all shouted back in fake surprise.

"I guess we should comply, huh?" a girl said loudly near the back.

Sora wasn't sure who that was exactly, but he didn't have time to dwell on the matter. He was grabbed by his arms by a few boys and hoisted off his feet. The teen looked around wildly as he watched his friends laugh and jeer at him. He had no idea where they were leading him to; his back was to the direction they were headed.

All of a sudden, things became very dark and very cramped. Sora was shoved down into a trash can with every one of his friends laughing down at him. The boy cried and screamed for help. He had forgotten Roxas' rules to remain calm during most taunting situations, but the teen thought this was overdoing things a bit.

The group soon laughed after teasing him more, but the laughter remained. It cut incredibly deep.

"Roxas!" Namine's pale face soon appeared at the top of the container. "Oh my gawd, are you okay?!"

"I will be once you get me out of here…," Sora mumbled.

"Roxas, what the hell was that all about?" Hayner's face joined Namine's in looking down at the boy.

Sora blushed deeply. Roxas was not going to forgive him anytime soon if he learned that he had not only gotten himself shoved into a trash can, but that his boyfriend had seen the entire situation.

"Er…I…" Sora just couldn't do it. Too many lies in too short of a time span. "I'll explain when you get me out of here."

Hayner laughed and shook his head. "You got yourself in there. You can get yourself out."

"Hayner!" Namine exclaimed. She furrowed her brow a bit as she crossed her arms. "He's your boyfriend!"

"So? He's still a dumbass for being down there," Hayner said, holding firm to Namine's harsh tone.

Sora began to rock in the trash can hoping it would tip over. "Um…any help of any kind would be nice…"

Namine sighed and after a quick glare to Hayner, she helped Sora escape the disgusting bin. The boy was completely embarrassed by the incident and by his new accessories that hung off his body like a horribly smelly outfit. Both of Roxas' friends glared at one another as Sora hurried to rid himself of the trash in his hair.

"It's okay Namine. Hayner didn't have to… I mean… It would've been nice…" Sora couldn't help but steal a glare at Roxas' boyfriend too. What kind of friend left another to sit in a trash can like that? Suddenly, the boy was very wary of Hayner.

"What? Now you think I'm the bad guy too?" Hayner threw his hands up in the air. "Oh, that's just great. It's not my fault you got dumped in that can and it wasn't my job to help you out either."

"No, but it's just nice," Sora snapped back. "If they had done that to you, I would've helped. It's what friends do. And you're my boyfriend; it's like, mandatory that you help me."

Hayner stared at Sora seriously for a few minutes. He looked about ready to push the boy back into the trash can.

"I don't have time for this." The blonde marched right past Sora, making sure to brush his shoulder roughly against him and Namine, and left.

Sora sighed sadly. "Wow…not my day…"

"Are you okay, Sora?" Namine whispered. She began to groom the boy. "That was really scary."

"Yeah… I'm all right…" Sora looked over at his group of friends. They were still laughing at what had happened. "I just…don't understand… They've never acted like that."

Namine looked over as well. She looked at the boy with sympathy in her eyes. "Of course not. You never knew. You were on the other side. Now you're looking at the same picture from a different angle."

Sora looked at his feet. They were devoid of any trash, but it didn't matter. To the boy, they were disgusting. Those weren't his shoes. They weren't his cool sneakers, but instead Roxas' worn down flats. For some reason, his brother didn't like arches. It kind of hurt and the boy felt he would never get used to them. He really didn't like the feel of them.

It was somewhere around that minute that Sora missed his twin. He looked at Namine in a panic.

"Namine, where's Roxas?" Sora asked quickly.

The girl was caught off guard, but composed herself soon. She brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. "Um, I don't know… What's your next class?"

"Computers!" Sora dashed off without another word or a care for his appearance. And sadly, without his bag.

"Roxas! Wait! Your bag!" Namine exclaimed. She snatched hi bag and followed after him, careful to not run into anyone.

Sora tore down the hallways looking for his brother. He kept looking for that flash of blonde and the sullen eyes, but then remembered that he was looking for his own face, his own happy blue eyes, and his own set of hair. That was going to be a little more difficult since a lot of the students have brown hair. So instead, the teen searched for a tall silver haired boy, probably surrounded by girls fawning over him or a girl with red hair wearing pink outfits.

He hit the jackpot and found all three of them talking while heading his way. Sora's face broke into a smile at seeing his twin safe and sound. For some reason, he was extremely worried for the well being of the blonde.

"Sora!" the boy called. It was a little weird to be calling his own name to his face knowing that his brother's soul was in his body right now, but his appearance was probably just as weird to his twin.

Roxas looked over and his face was filled with dread. His eyes snapped back and forth examining his body. As he found more and more pieces of trash littering his clothes and hair, the paler he became. It was apparent that the twin was not pleased to see Sora.

"What're you doing here, Roxas?!" His voice squeaked a bit at the surprise of the sight he saw.

"Are you okay?" Riku asked. He was, at least, a little more worried for what he surmised could've happened to the boy before him.

"I just wanted to talk to you," Sora said with a sigh. He had finally caught his breath.

Roxas' eye twitched a bit. "Why? The bell rang a few seconds ago. Shouldn't you be getting to class?"

Sora knew how much of a stickler his twin was for being on time to class. He also knew that Roxas had never been late to class in his entire life. It was something that his brother was proud about while the other thought it was dorky.

"Yeah, I'll get there," Sora replied.

"No, I think you should get to class little brother." The boy's tone became stern as he glanced backwards at the hallway. He was indicating for Sora to hit the road. Both brothers knew that Roxas was never late or absent for a class if he could help it.

Sora saddened, but he stepped back in sudden shock. His friends had appeared next to his brother. They looked smug as they stared down on the boy. It was obvious how powerful and egotistical they felt as they snickered while staring at the trash collected in the blonde hair.

Riku reached over. Sora was scared at first, not sure if maybe his best friend had also tormented his brother without him knowing about it. Instead, the older boy caught a few of the scraps of garbage between his fingers and plucked them free.

Tossing them aside, Riku chuckled. "What happened to you? Getting too clumsy there, Roxas?"

Sora's mouth was a little agape, but he shook it off. Roxas was normally civil with Riku, but sometimes he could still be curt. After his kindness, the boy decided a little unusual kindness was in order. The older teen had done nothing wrong so what was wrong if he was paid a little gratitude?

"Wow, thanks Riku. That was nice of you to notice there was something wrong with me and worry about me…unlike my brother." Sora glared at Roxas, hoping that his obvious message had penetrated the boy's ears.

But it was clear that Roxas wasn't paying attention. He was far more worried about what time it was. "Fine, fine. I hope you're okay and all that jazz. Whatever. Just get to class already."

Sora smiled slightly up at Riku and raced off to class. Half way down the hallway he wondered why he had run off to see Roxas when it was his best friend that really made him feel better.

Luckily there were no more incidents that day on Sora's part. But the fun didn't end there for Roxas. After the horrifying sight of his brother stumbling up to him in a frantic mess, the large group of people Sora called his friends decided to explain just what had happened. With a slight twist, of course.

"He came up to us demanding we be friends. Can you believe that?" one of the girls said in an insulted tone.

"You're brother is such a jerk, Sora! Why couldn't he be nice like you?" a boy asked.

Roxas laid his head down on his books and covered his eyes. He groaned in utter embarrassment. He wasn't sure what was worse, the fact that he was present for the sigh of Sora covered in trash in his own body, or hearing that half the school saw his body being stuffed into a trash can.

"He's just stupid…," Roxas replied. He lifted his head and rubbed furiously at the messy bangs in his face. Why didn't his brother get a haircut? "I'm going to chop these off…"

"What?" Riku asked. He slipped into the seat next to Roxas. "You're cutting your hair, Sora?"

"Uh…well." Roxas didn't figure anyone had heard him. Now he had to come up with an excuse. He felt bad for lying to so many people in such a short amount of time, but it was the only way to make it through the day. "I was just saying…ya know, since I'm frustrated and all…"

Riku smirked, reaching over to ruffle some of the boy's hair. "Good. I like your hair this way."

Roxas shook his head making Riku's hand leave. "It's been this way since I was a kid…"

"Exactly, keep it that way. It's your hair style and it suits you." Riku smiled brightly over at his friend. "I wouldn't be able to recognize you if you were any different."

Roxas bit his lip, struggling to not ask Riku why he didn't notice that he wasn't Sora. There had been times when the teen had his suspicions, but when the older boy had said those words with such sincerity, it was hard to tell now. Maybe he didn't realize the change in his best friend. Briefly, Roxas wondered if Hayner saw the difference. Sad as it was, he doubted his boyfriend did.

There was a knock on Roxas' door late at night. Glancing over at his clock, the teen decided to ignore the intrusion. He finally had time to sit down and read. However, the knocking continued, this time louder.

"Go away, Sora," Roxas said with a sigh. He flipped his page over angrily. There was nothing more he'd like to do than to stay away from his older brother.

"I need to talk to you," Sora said. "It's important."

Roxas jumped up and swung his door open. He pushed his face right into his brother's. "Important? How? Is it to make me one of you?"

"One of me?" Sora asked while stepping back. He was caught off guard by his twin's sudden angry predisposition. It felt like his reflection was yelling back at him.

"Yeah!" Roxas roared. "Popular and liked and all that crap!"

Sora furrowed his brow at his brother's rude tone. "So what's wrong with that?"

"I'm not like that! I'm not like you!" Roxas spat.

"Oh, I can see that." Sora crossed his arms. "You're always upset. I was just trying to help you out and make your life easier!"

"So you put me in thetrash can?!" Roxas asked incredulously.

Sora winced. "Well, I didn't think that would happen…"

Roxas stepped back, his hand firmly on the door. "Stay out of my life. I like it the way it is. Just find some way to fix everything, but don't mess anything else up! Got it?!"

"Roxas, I just want you help you!" Sora cried. He put his hand on the door before his brother slammed the door.

Roxas' eyes began to well up. It was either out of anger or of pain. Either way, Sora was caught completely off guard. His brother normally kept two emotions on his face; boredom and anger, the latter direction almost always at his twin. But now, a look of complete offense at the boy's comment from before was across Roxas' face.

"You haven't helped me since middle school I don't want your pity! Just leave me alone, all right?! How hard is it for you to understand?!" Roxas didn't wait for an answer. He just slammed the door, locking it, making sure Sora didn't have the key.

Sora had no one to talk to. He was quite alone as he stood facing his brother's door. He was in another body, forced to be gay, couldn't talk to his friends, and completely locked out of Roxas' life. The teen couldn't even call Riku for help or talk to his parents about his problems. Everything had been destroyed in Sora's life.

Unsure of what to do next, the boy began to sob. There was no clear answer how to set things right again and he was getting less than noting from his own twin brother. The future looked bleak for Sora until he remembered that not all communication involed vocal and physical presence.

Rushing quickly to his room, Sora wiped his tears. He signed online and instantly message Riku. He was never so happy to see his best friend in all his life.

OblivionStar: What's wrong Sora? What's so urgent?

CrownBoi: My brother hates me…

OblivionStar: Dude, that's nothing new.

CrownBoi: It's worse than usual! I really want to help him, but he just won't let me in!

OblivionStar: He hasn't been the friendliest guy since middle school.

CrownBoi: But why? I don't remember us having a fight or anything. He just stopped being cool.

OblivionStar: People change, Sora. To him, you probably changed a lot. It just happens. Even twins can fade out and drift away. No need to get upset about it.

CrownBoi: I guess…

OblivionStar: Is that what's been bothering you?

CrownBoi: No, but this is a big problem right now.

OblivionStar: Anything I can do?

CrownBoi: You already helped a lot. Thanks Riku.:)

OblivionStar: Sure thing. Anything for you. ;)

Sora felt his face grow a bit hot. He looked over at a mirror to see he was red. Was that blush? The teen dismissed it as just how his face looked after he cried.

OblivionStar: So do you know what you're going to do?

CrownBoi: Well other than Roxas' anger focused on me, I think a lot of his problems stem from his boyfriend.

OblivionStar: That guy is a bit of a jerk, but I guess your brother goes for those kinds of guys.

CrownBoi: Yeah, well, I guess I do too. I put up with you for all these years.

OblivionStar: What was that?

CrownBoi: Haha. I was thinking of talking to Hayner and trying to get him to loosen up on my brother. I once saw them fighting a few weeks ago and I swear I thought that guy was gonna slap Roxas. My brother cried later that night. He doesn't know I heard him, though.

OblivionStar: Dick…

CrownBoi: I don't want Roxas to be popular. I know that's not where his place is. I just don't want our friends to be treating him like crap anymore.

OblivionStar: Did it take the trash can incident today to make you see how they are to your brother?

CrownBoi: What?

OblivionStar: Those guys have been assholes to your brother long before today, Sora.

CrownBoi: Well… Either way, I wanna try and help my brother. I don't like seeing him so upset all the time. I miss how we used to be, always playing and stuff and having fun. You remember?

OblivionStar: Yeah, I do.

CrownBoi: I'd do anything to get that back…

OblivionStar: That's 'cause you're a nice guy, Sora.

Sora said goodnight to his friend only to see that his face was still red. He washed his face in hopes of making all that redness go away and went to bed. The boy fell asleep thinking long and hard just how he could help Roxas. If he did, Sora was certain that it would help his brother and then reverse their current situation.