Roxas: Screw it, I'll still beat her ass up.
Sora: *Giggle* I like this chapter!
Roxas: Heh, I guess it ain't so bad, 'cept, you know, the freaking heart attack you gave me!
Sora: Sorry!
Phlyx: Okay, quick warning this time *Giggle* Yaoi fanfic, SoRoku (SoraXRoxas) a kissing scene - short, but one is of a MOLESTER *GASP* Needle, how could you? To our poor Roxas?
Needle: Meh, it helped with the outcome, ne? *Evil laugh and fade*
Phlyx: Meanie. Anyways, if you don't like SoRoku, please don't flame. Nice comments only! If you don't like, please don't read! Thank you!
*Gigglesnort* Hehe, I also like this chapter. I have talent, if I do say so myself (- kidding)
Roxas: SHUT UP, DAMNIT! I WANNA GO THROUGH WITH THIS!
The two boys didn't go to school the following day. A few students were worried, having heard what had happened yesterday, except the version they heard was Kairi's twisted version, so the teens felt pity for the girls, and not for the real victim.
As Sora had thought, he woke up with nightmares. All of them were unpleasant, revolving around him reliving the same horror. After the second time he discreetly slid in beside his brother, and slept free of nightmares.
Unfortunately, it scared the blonde quite a lot when he woke up, earning a scream from him.
"I'm sorry!" Sora cried, while Roxas had a hand to his chest, trying to make his heart beat decrease. His face was paler than usual; it was around ten in the morning by then.
"No… it's fine. Just… let me restart my heart." He gasped, taking one of his pills he hadn't taken in a while. "Tell me… why the fuck… you're in my bed."
"I had a nightmare." Sora looked to his feet, which were crossed, him sitting Indian-style on his brother's bed, while Roxas sat down in a similar fashion too.
Hearing this, the blonde hugged his brother, comforting him. The blonde didn't mind the gesture; just a hug between brothers – of course, the matter of Roxas sleeping shirtless, like Sora did all the time, was irrelevant. But for some reason, the brunette felt uneasy. He vaguely remembered some words, but he pushed the thought back before his brother could catch wind of them.
"Want to talk about it?" He asked, pulling back and sitting once again. Sora had the urge to pull him back into the embrace.
"O… okay." He whispered, wiggling his toes, lost in thought. Roxas sat patiently, the x pendant he wore on a chain glinting around his neck. "I don't know how to start… though."
"How about you tell me what she told you, and how you felt. It might make the feelings leave you." Roxas smiled softly, patting his brothers' hand to reassure him.
"I guess you'd know, since you want to become a Psychiatrist and a Emergency Medical person that rides the ambulances." Sora smiled back. Roxas nodded.
"I can't really remember what she said; I know she wanted answers from me, and that she said something like 'If we both didn't like them, as in to go out with them, and since they're 'the most beautiful in all of Dusk City' – as she so kindly put it," He added sarcastically. "'Then it either means we hate them, or we are gay'. But I don't get that."
"Kairi has a sick and twisted mind." Roxas sighed.
"What does 'gay' mean, Roxas?" Roxas raised his eyebrows, looking at the brunette. He held back laughter; a little more and he could swear he could see a flower growing from Sora's head.
"It's a term that is used to describe the moment when a boy likes another boy, man liking a man, whatever you want to call it. The proper term is Homosexuals; I think you've heard that expression, right?" Sora shook his head.
"I don't pay attention in that class; it's kind of weird."
"And yet, you'd learn so much." Roxas sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose with his fingers. "Anyways, anything else?"
Sora filed that information for further thoughts on the matter later.
"Well, other than that, I was really scared; she started putting her hand up my shirt, which scared me. And since I'm pretty weak, I couldn't push her away. And she was trying to do something with her lips, and all I knew was that it scared me." He brought his knees to his chest, hugging them to himself. "I'm glad you came to help, even if she got a bit of what she wanted." He shivered.
"I'm sorry I couldn't find you sooner; I had Axel and Namine on my tail. And Axel seemed like he wanted to do something, too." Roxas made a face at the memory. "Anyways, come on. Let's eat pancakes and forget this ever happened."
"Pancakes! Yay!" Sora cheered, running down the stairs. "I want twenty!"
Roxas laughed, following his brother, trying to remove the small tinge of red from his face.
He didn't even know how it got there.
"Damn, how do you keep beating me with a fucking Kirby?" Roxas sighed, scratching his head. They were both in their pajama bottoms, not having bothered with getting dressed. Both had their chests bare, still.
"I got skills!" Sora laughed, starting a new game. Reluctantly Roxas picked up the controller again.
"Yeah, right. You just like playing this game much more than I do. I still can kick your ass in DDR." Roxas grinned. Cutting their fight short, the doorbell rang; Roxas looked at the clock, reading four thirty before he stood up, walking to the door. Sora fled into the kitchen to swipe some sweets while his brother wasn't looking.
He was surprised to see Axel there.
"Umm… can I help you?" Roxas asked hesitantly, not letting him in.
The redhead had a weird glint in his eyes, but Roxas shoved that observation from his mind.
"You weren't in school; and with the rumor about Sora and you attacking the twins yesterday-"
"What?" Roxas yelled. Sora, back in the kitchen, dropped the pot of cookies guiltily, scared, the ceramic pot landing on the counter.
"I didn't think it was true – not your style. Care to explain?"
"Fuck no!" He reached to close the door, but Axel grabbed his wrist, inviting himself in and closing the door. Roxas struggled to release his wrist from his captor, but the redhead was strong for his scrawny build.
"And after I decided to warn you two that half the students and teachers are screaming bloody murder at you two, this is the thanks I get?"
"Axel, what're you-"
Sora was walking out of the kitchen at the time, so he saw Axel pin the blonde against the wall and kiss him hungrily.
"Hey! Let him go!" Sora yelled. He saw his brother fight.
Ew, ew, ew, ew, ew! He heard Roxas yell in his mind. Gross, tastes like beer and cigarettes. Fuck, Axel, get off! He brought his knee up and slammed it into Axel's you-know-what, making the redhead let him go.
Roxas spat onto the floor, opening the door, his azure eyes full of hate and disgust, and he pushed Axel out onto the sidewalk, while the pyro was clutching his manhood.
"Fuck you, Axel." Roxas hissed, closing the door. He kept his palm pressed against the wood, his other hand locking the door. Sora inched towards his brother; the blonde's arm was shaking, and his shoulders shook as well. A second later, the brunette saw tears dripping to the floor.
"Roxas…?" Sora asked, putting his hand over his brothers' shaking one, still pressed against the wood. The blonde flinched, before suddenly grabbing the brunettes shoulders and crying onto his brother, the top of his head pressed against his bare chest.
Sora was caught off-guard, but after a second he put his hands over Roxas', one hand stroking his hair.
"It's alright; I'm not going anywhere."
What Sora couldn't explain was the feeling of jealousy he got when Axel had done that.
They sat once again on the couch, playing Super Smash Brothers, Roxas loosing over and over, when their mother walked in, carrying a few bags.
"Boys, I have to go visit your father again; I'll be come back with him this time in about a week." She called, swooping into the room for a quick kiss on their forehead. Roxas, having had enough of Pikachu's sacrifices for his sake, had taken Yoshi instead; the event of earlier that afternoon was all but forgotten by the teens.
"Alright." Roxas nodded, not taking his eyes of the screen. "We're so playing DDR after this, Sora. My turn to kick your ass to Oblivion."
Smiling, their mother left, locking the door behind her as she left, unaware that the younger of the two had almost gotten raped, and the older of the twins had practically gotten molested.
"Fine, then. Plug it in; I've gotten better, you know!" Sora laughed, munching on a cookie he'd stolen from the jar. He had a small pile on the coffee table, of which Roxas helped him eat.
"You'll be sorry, and this time I'll make sure you wallow at my feet!" He laughed. "Youngest first." He gestured to the mat with a flourish, sitting down hard on the couch. Sora gulped; Roxas had chosen a song he had trouble keeping up with. Nervously, he started.
Roxas watched his brother with growing interest. He had gotten better, but for some reason, he wasn't interested in that. He was looking at how the sheen of sweat on the brunettes chest made him shine a little in the diminishing light of the sun.
Sora sighed, glad the song was over, and sat down on the couch.
"Your turn." He gasped, drinking some water they had nearby. Grinning and putting all other thoughts out of his mind, he chose the hardest song and began.
Sora watched his brother, like the blonde had watched him. He couldn't ever beat him, of course, since he didn't have a smidgen of sense of rhythm in all of his molecular cells. He looked away, at the screen, after a while.
"Food?" Roxas asked, looking at the boy over his shoulder as he finished. "And… I win again!" He did the jackpot thing with his arm, grinning.
"Yes, sir. One meal, coming up!" They walked towards the kitchen.
"Hey… Roxas?" Sora asked uneasily, taking some French fries out of the freezer – it was always Roxas' favorite food.
"Hm?" He asked, twirling a pen in his fingers, thinking to himself.
"What… was it like?" He didn't have to be specific. Roxas knew very well what the brunette meant.
"I wouldn't know; it doesn't count, since it was against my will, right?" He smiled, winking at his brother and earning a blush for the gesture. "Why? You curious?" He laughed, getting up and putting the pen back beside the phone on the counter.
"Umm…" He blushed furiously, looking away. This only made the blonde laugh harder. "I-I… guess." He admitted grudgingly.
"Well, we could always test." The blonde teased. Sora looked at him, unsure of how he was feeling. The beep of the oven signaling it was hot enough to cook the French fries went off, but neither took notice.
"Wha… but we're brothers!" Sora cried, finally snapping out of it and sliding the fries into the oven. He set the timer.
"Exactly." And before Sora could protest, Roxas swiped a quick, painless kiss from the younger of the two, earning a surprised yelp, making the brunette blush furiously and jump slightly at the contact. Roxas broke it as Sora's eyes were starting to flutter closed, winking.
"I'm stepping into the shower." He laughed. "But maybe," He brought his mouth to whisper the final words in the boy's ear. "Next time, it might be more pleasant."
Sora shivered as the blonde left, ruffling his hair as he passed by.
He fidgeted with his fingers, trying to stop the blush on his face. He settled for splashing cold water on his face, which helped greatly. His hands gripped the edge of the sink, his arms straining and shaking from the grip he had on the metal.
"Why… did I… like that so much?" He whispered to himself, remembering the soft, gentle kiss coming from his brother. His face heated at the memory, making him splash his face again.
"Am I… in love with him?" He asked himself. Only silence answered him, and his beating heartbeat.
Roxas: *licks his lips* Mm. Not so bad. A little sweet, but not bad.
Sora: Roxas! *Blushes* That wasn't fair!
RoxaS: All's fair in love and war.
Bubbles (The childish voice in my head): Awww, young love! Incest, but who cares! I wish I had a twin...
You're fine, Bubbles *Laugh&snort* Anyways, hope you all liked.