Note de Author: Holy crap. It's been forever since i updated. I am so sorry... I actually started writing this after i put up the last chapter, but i was hit with writters block and the nagging feeling that i was going to fail out of school. I managed to Graduate though, so yay for me! I only failed one class, but that was me being a complete and total fool. Remember: If you are taking Physics, and you think you can pass the final exam without studying even though you only passed one quiz the entire year, you can't, and you should study. Get your Ass in Gear! Or else you'll get a 25 on it.

Now a question for my readers... What do you want from this story? At this point in time, it has no theme or genre, and only some slight angst (...It's Roxas...), but still you have read it. Now, i don't know where I want this story to go, so I want to know where you guys want it. Are you guys AkuRoku fans? Are you "They're best friends and we should leave it at that" fans? This story is about Axel and Roxas, and yes, i will whore off my writing 'skilz' for you guys. Just tell me what you want. Hell, i could write dual chapters. One Akuroku, the other not. Let me know. Review.

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Sora had known about his younger brother for quite some time now. Actually, he'd pretty much always known. He, Larxene, and Demyx all knew about Roxas. Larxene and Demyx were old enough to remember their mother and father fighting back when Sora was a baby, so when Sora had become especially annoying over the years, they used the existance of Roxas as a tool to tease and torture him into silence. They (meaning Larxene) used to tell him that their Father didn't love him, and that's why he left and had another kid to replace him. It used to make poor little Sora cry all the time.

--"Shut up Sora!" yelled the little blond nine year old, standing up and brushing the sand from her sundress. She looked down at a brunette five year old, who was building a sand castle and talking about how Mickey Mouse had liked him more than he liked Larxene. He looked up at her, his cerulean eyes wide. "What? He did. You're always mean, and he knows that." he said matter of factly, closing his eyes with finality, confident his logic held true. Larxene glared down at the little boy, fists clenched and ready to torment him into compliance. "Only Santa Claus has that power you idiot!" she said, her electric blue eyes cold. "Santa doesn't exist, Riku told me that already. That's why i don't get what i write for." Sora replied, not looking up at her. Demyx's laughter carried over the beach as he fell into the water. Larxene's mouth pulled into a sadistic, crooked grin. "Oh? Santa's real enough. I get everything I ask for. Demyx does too. I wonder why you don't." she said, slyly looking as if she was truely pondering this phenomenon. Sora looked at her quizically. "You... You do?" "Yes, everything I ask for... Perhaps it's because..." She paused, face pensive. Sora looked at her, eyes filling with dread. "Because what?!" he asked, voice shrill. "Well...Dad did have that other kid to replace you, maybe he's actually done it now. That would explain why you aren't getting what you wanted; because you don't exist now." Little Sora's eyes filled with tears. "I don't... exist?" Larxene looked at him solemnly, slowly nodding her head. Sora started crying, sand castle completely forgotten.--

So when Luxord had decided to add Roxas into their happy little family, nobody was at all surprised that they had another sibling. Reactions to the news had been varied though. Larxene had grinned a grin so maniacal at Sora that he almost started crying like a five year old again, while Demyx gleefully started asking if Roxas had any food allergies so he could take appropriate measures for dinner, Sora was reminded of Larxene's taunts, and their mother was absolutely fuming. But Sora quickly dispelled the thoughts from his head and steadly grew both nervous and excited to meet his brother. It was after that very family meeting that Luxord drew his second youngest child off to the side and asked him to help make Roxas feel comfortable. At this, Sora was filled with the swelling pride of an older brother being asked to watch over his younger sibling.

--"Now Sora, Roxas has never had siblings, or a real family before, and coming to a new place is a really hard thing to do. I'm counting on you to make him less anxious about this entire thing, Okay?" Luxord asked, looking at his son. Sora nodded, a serious look upon his face. The sounds of pots and pans being vicously thrown around in the kitchen carried through out the house. Luxord sighed. "Your mother isn't very happy about this, but I want us to be a nice happy family." he said, british accent making him sound like the narrarator of a children's TV show. Sora looked up at his father. "Of course. I'll do it."--

For the past few months, Luxord had been in the midst of a huge custody battle. He had wanted to bring his other son to Destiny Islands, but Roxas' grandparents wouldn't hear of it. So, with his connections, Luxord had found the best lawer he could, and fought their claim. In the end it was their ages that out did them, where taking care of a teenager who could possibly become unruly through out high school would be immpossible. Despite the fact that he was basically saying that Roxas was predisposed to violence, Luxord took it for home and won.

--"Custody goes to the father, Luxord of Destiny Islands." said the Judge, striking his gavel and standing. Roxas' grandmother burst into tears, pulling a box of tissues out of thin air, while his grandfather quietly fumed. Luxord stood in his tailored suit, and shook the hands of those who had made it possible. Roxas sat with in between his grandparents, face set in an indignant and somewhat sorrowful expression. His friends stood in the back of the room, a punk kid, a cute girl, and a round boy wearing a jersey. 'Hanyer, Olette, Pence.' thought Roxas, 'I'll never see them again.' Eventually Roxas and his grandparents stood, a social worker ready to grab Roxas and drag him off.--

So when the family actually had their uncomfortable family meeting, it was already final. Roxas would be moving in. Absolutely against having her youngest sharing the same room as "That boy", Queenie insisted upon Luxord changing the study into a spare bedroom. Roxas' stuff arrived before him, and the three siblings took it upon them selves to see what type of kid their little brother was.

--"Ugh, he is so emo." sighed Larxene, flipping through Roxas' CDs. "Oh Hey! This is sweet!!" cried Demyx, who had found a lamp with fish that swam around it. "Isn't this an invasion of privacy?" asked Sora, looking at his siblings, who were rifling through boxes of Roxas' things, the contents strown about the floor of what used to be their dad's study. They looked up at him, still rooting through the boxes. "No, not really. We're family, he's our little brother. It's what older siblings do. You got a lot to learn little man. Besides, he's gotta get used to this, and we all need to bond. What better way then us 'helping' him unpack? Saves him some work." reasoned Larxene, pulling a jar of marbles out of her box. "But.." "Look, I hear you complaining, but i don't see you stopping either." Sora paused, hand in midair to take a gameboy that Demx was passing to him. He looked over guiltily. "He's gotta get used to it?.." He questioned meekly.--

A few days later, when Roxas really did arrive, Sora nearly joined Demyx in his dance of anticipation. The entire family had gathered to meet Roxas at the front porch, and when the lawer's car pulled up, Sora was holding his breath. Luxord went over to the car as the lawer he had hired stepped out, and they spoke for a tad as a social worker exited the car as well and opened the back door.

--A very frazzled man in a ill fitting suit walked to the back of the grey four door. He opened the back, and slowly, very slowly, a blond teenager exited the car. Demyx, who was completely drained from a concert and from dancing, gasped, blue/green eyes opening wide. Despite the perpetual pout and look of distain that graced Roxas' face, and the blond hair, Roxas and Sora could have been twins. Sora jumped off the porch and ran over to the car. The social worker tossed Roxas his bag from the trunk, then went back to the front seat and slammed the car door shut. Luxord and his Lawer looked at him quizically when Sora slammed into Roxas. "This is so cool!!" he cried, nearly crushing Roxas in a hug. "I'm Sora! That's Dad! That's Mom, that's Larxene and that's Demyx!!" Sora dragged Roxas over to the front porch, Luxord following. Larxene grinned at Roxas with one of her crooked smiles, intimidating him effeciently. Queenie/"Mom" glared at him. Demyx was still wide eyed and staring, hair messed up from his earlier activities, eyes with grey shadows underneath em, looking completely out of it. Roxas was scared, to say the least, of these insane people. Sora then dragged Roxas inside, pushing him up the stairs and proceding to show him where his room was, where everybody elses room was, where the bathroom was, where the attic was, where the basement was, where the kitchen was, where the...--

Yes, after years of torment, Sora was very excited and very happy to have Roxas as his little brother. But Sora was also aware that Roxas might not feel very happy to have him as an older brother. And so, when Roxas was upset by what his parents said, Sora had a feeling of dread, and he hoped, he wished that Roxas wouldn't hate him...

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Note De Author: Well. Poor little Sora. But anywho, telling me what you want, what you liked, and what you felt would make writing this a whole lot easier if you Reviewed, so please..Review!

While writing this, i thought i should let ya'll know about the nice little txt conversation i had with Peachy, of Awebeco Bento Productions. (Check it out)

Peachy: Did i tell you about the baby Larxene?
Me: ??
Peachy: OMG, I thought i told you. I was a babiesrus yesterday with my mom and we saw a little girl who looked like larxene."
Me: O.o!
Peachy: She was probs like 2 or 3, same hair color and eyes, and she had two peices of hair sticking up and back exactly like her. She was so cute, but it was freaky.
Me: Gah! That's awesome!
Peachy: I just stared at her for a minute. She was right in front of me in the parking lot. My mom was like, aww, look at her hair! I was like O.o...
Me: U should have gotten a picture!
Peachy: She was with her mom. I don't think she'd have been amused if i whipped out my phone and snapped a photo of her kid. I wish you saw it. It was unnerving.
Me: U could have done it real sneakylike...
Peachy: Lmfao. Dude, the hair...it was crazy.
Me: Damn. That's no fair
Peachy: Haha. It made me want to see the rest of the characters in baby form.
Me: l/./l so cute!
Peachy: I mean, if baby Larxene was that cute, could you imagine baby Sora?
Me: O/./O I want to see baby Sora...
Peachy: And a baby Roxas
Me:OxO
Peachy: And a baby Axel
Me:O.O
Peachy: And-and, a baby Riku! And a baby Demyx!
Me: I'm gunna have me a baby Demyx one day...
Peachy: Lmao. With whom?
Me: Idk yet
Peachy: Lol. I'll marry Jesse McCartney just to have a little Roxas Baby.
Me: ROFL