WOOOH! Chapter 4! Ya...I know I said I would post it sometime yesterday...But...I'm a liar. :) Okay, so heres' the longest chapter yet...I think. It feels like the longest chapter. But, I finally got a chance to introduce Axel and Roxas! w Enjoy!

Chapter 4

Riku opened his eyes.

He felt another heart slamming against his own as a pair of confused blue orbs blinked before him.

"Sora!" He cried in a confused frenzy as realization dawned on him.

He began to sit up, "Nngh…" he grunted, "get off." He used his forearms to force the smaller body off of him.

Riku pulled himself fully into a sitting position, the boy still sitting atop of him.

"S-sorry!" Sora cried, shaking his head side to side furiously. His cheeks were a deep shade of pink.

"It's fine." Riku mumbled, interesting himself in a fluffy purple teddy bear.

"Oh!" The smaller boy said, half to himself. Riku's gaze returned to him.

Sora leaned forward, placing a hand on Riku's chest to hold steady.

Riku's cheeks began to flush, as he sunk down, almost feeling the need to escape.

Riku's hands grew slippery, causing him to lose his grip on the carpet, his hands shooting out from beneath him. He caught himself on his elbows as Sora stumbled forward, causing the two to come cheek to cheek. What was Sora doing? Riku's heart began to pump as he realized he almost….liked the feeling of Sora on top of him.

Simply, a thumb wiped over his cheek. It was a gentle gesture, Sora smiled a wide smile. Giggling, he ran his tongue over the thumb.

"Chocolate." He said, winking, thumb in his mouth.

Riku's jaw dropped, his cheeks grew darker as images began to play through his mind, and he got the urge to do things he never imagined possible for him to want.

"G…GET OFF!" He cried standing up, letting Sora hit the floor.

"Owie, Riku!"

The boy stood there, his blue eyes distant, as he re-read the same data over and over. Something about it…just something. He couldn't.

"Roxas." The voice cut through the silence like an angry knife. "You've read that enough times, I don't need to tell you to get it memorized."

Roxas jumped, spinning around to come face to face with a gorgeous pair of Emerald eyes.

"What's been bothering you?"

The unwanted voice filled his ears once more. Before he knew it, Roxas' lips were involuntarily pressed against another set. Ones that were larger, more dominating than his own.

He had done it again. Axel had hit him with one of those kisses that made Roxas' heart pump twelve times faster. One of those kisses that Roxas never wanted to forget. But almost as involuntary as the last thing, he pulled away.

Blue eyes were glued to the ground. How could he possibly look up at that pleading gaze? He knew which one it was. Without even looking. It was the same one that begged for forgiveness after every fight. He felt those same eager lips begin to caress his neck.

"You can't do it, can you?"

Every harshly breathed word sunk into Roxas like an anchor into shallow waters. He raised his eyes to the ceiling. Silence, save for the beeps and hums of the machinery.

The lips pierced his collarbone. And after this it would be all over. This would bring an end to their fight. This would mark the demise of their disagreement.

The same slender, cool fingers slid beneath his shirt. The same fingers that so cleverly found the right spot to make Roxas beg for more.

He forced his eyelids open. It was a tough move to make, those things were cinder blocks. It had been a rough night of tossing and turning, unneeded thoughts pulsing through his mind. Sora sat up, glancing around his room. Empty. A fresh scent poured in from the open window, Sea salt and overcastted rain. His drapes flapped contently as a gentle breeze fluttered by. The blankets were folded neatly and folded over the back of the rocking chair. The rug was placed perfectly center in his room, almost as if no one had ever been there beside himself.

Sora stopped dead in his tracks, afraid to budge even in the least. How had he not heard her while he was in his room? Why hadn't he heard her? He bit his lower lip, hand stuck in place on the rail. Ice ran through his veins, his heart was in his throat.

Sora's mother paced back and forth over their overly clean floor, wearing nothing but an oversized T-shirt. She was a wreck. Sora could tell. She would snap at the drop of a hat. This Sora could tell.

'Please…God…Please, please, PLEASE don't let her turn around...please don't let her turn around and see me.' He prayed to himself.

He dug his nails into the rail as his mother mumbled something to herself, taking things off the counters and discarding them to the floor. This pattern seemed to continue for hours. Pacing, taking, tossing. Pacing, taking, tossing. Pacing, taking, tossing. Before she finally sat down on the littered kitchen floor and began to cry.

This was it. If Sora was going to escape bruiseless this was the moment. He loosened his grip on the rail, but wait. What if he moved his foot and the stair made an incredibly loud squeak and his mother snapped- no shattered- and his mother shattered? She began to heavily sob. That was always a dangerous sign.

But, Sora decided to take his chances. He slowly- very slowly- turned on the ball of his foot as his mothers sobs grew louder yet. 'Now!' He cued himself, taking off, skipping two- no three stairs at a time before reaching his bedroom and barricading himself against his door.

'Wait for it…'

There was no way she hadn't heard that.

"SOOOORRRRAAAA!"

He wished he could close the window. He truly did. That way, everyone could enjoy their nice day and not enjoy what he was graced with. But if he moved, his mother might decide to come bounding up the stairs.

I hope that wasn't confusing! I don't know when chapter 5 will be up. I'm not saying tomorrow, but that's likely since I have nothing to do all day.

Okay, that part with Axel and Roxas was not Sora's dream. That was what was happening with Axel and Roxas at the moment. Then it switches back over to what's going on with Sora.