Two chapters! Just because I love you. And because I couldn't wait to get to this part. It's going to be so much fun!

Warnings: Yaoi, twincest, MPREG!!, and what I consider explicit sex scenes in this chappy.

Did I mention MPREG?!?!

Disclaimer:Kingdom Hearts I, II, and all of its characters belong to Square Enix and all other rightful owners. All random Final Fantasy characters belong to Square and all other rightful owners. I have only borrowed them temporarily. I do not make any profit from the writing of this story. The situations and plot in this story are mine, however, and redistribution or duplication is prohibited.

For Izzy.

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Roxas had just returned from his morning classes to find his brother on his way out the door.

"Hey, Sora, where are you going?"

"To get some Sea-Salt ice cream," Sora replied nonchalantly. Upon seeing the incredulous look in Roxas eyes, he frowned. "What?"

"Nothing, really. I just thought you hated that stuff," Roxas stated.

Roxas could remember vividly that within the first few weeks of their arrival in Twilight Town, he had heard from his new friend Axel about a local flavor of ice cream that was obviously the best kind around. After his classes had let out that day, he had traveled to the small local ice-cream shop where an older man, somewhere in his fifties or sixties, Roxas guessed, stood behind the counter.

Roxas would come to find out that the man had come up with the recipe himself and had been surprised how quickly it had become a local favorite and the town's signature ice cream. He had to make so much of it that he had stopped making other flavors altogether, and this was the only kind he sold, and he made a lot of money doing it.

And for Roxas, it was love at first taste. It was sweet, but at the same time salty, and the combination of the two flavors excited his taste buds. After finishing the first, he ordered another pop for the road.

Later that night, he had taken Sora to the shop and bought him a Sea-Salt pop, the entire time ranting and raving about how delicious it was. Sora took a lick, and to his surprise began spitting in Roxas face. Sora, who had the most extreme sweet-tooth known to man, didn't appreciate the contrast in taste, and instead, handed his over to Roxas, who ended up eating four Sea-Salt pops that day and later found himself on the toilet for the rest of the night.

"I don't hate it. I don't know. I just really want some. How about you?"

"I'd love some, but I have a Spanish exam tomorrow. If I fail, I'll be deado," Roxas sighed. His Spanish teacher, Leon Leonhart, absolutely hated his guts, although he wasn't quite sure why. Perhaps it was due to Roxas' complete butchering of the language, but Roxas couldn't be sure since he never understood his teacher's Spanish rants.

"No te preocupe. Si usted estudia, todo será bien," Sora replied, the foreign language rolling off of his tongue naturally. In high school, Sora had taken a quick interest in the language and continued to study it in college as his minor.

"What?!" Roxas facepalmed in frustration. "I don't even know what you just said!"

Sora did his best to contain his laughter and instead just cracked an amused smile.

"Nothing important. I'll pick up some ice cream for you. See you later," he began making his way down the stairs. "Study, Roxas!"

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Sora peered over the counter at the ice cream shop, contemplating all the toppings and ways he could have his Sea-Salt ice cream. A cup? A cone? On a stick?

The man behind the counter stood waiting patiently, despite the holdup in what was now becoming a rather long line.

Sora's eyes finally lit up and he let out a small whoop.

"All right, I know what I want now. I want some Sea-Salt ice cream on a waffle cone, dipped in chocolate with rainbow sprinkles. And, four Sea-Salt pops. And, I'll take a half gallon. Make everything but the cone to go please."

The man looked at Sora with some brief confusion at the rather large order for just one person, but shrugged. It was his job to serve the ice cream, not to judge.

With the bag full of ice cream in one hand, and his Sea-Salt cone in the other, he finally stepped off of the line, oblivious of the other patron's sigh of relief, and headed outside before he finally took a lick of his ice cream.

It was heavenly. It tasted just as he had hoped it would, and he couldn't help but let out a pleased moan that got the attention of someone who was walking into the store. Sora didn't move and continued to eat his ice cream, right in front of the door, too busy savoring it to even begin to move his feet, although he knew that the ice cream he was carrying in the bag would begin to melt soon in the slightly warm weather.

It was almost over too soon, when Sora finally had the last bite of the cone. Slightly saddened at the end of his passionate affair with the ice cream, but intensely satisfied, Sora finally made his way home.

He was greeted by the sight of Roxas nearly pulling his hair out and mumbling 'yo no se, yo no se' over and over again.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~ A few weeks later…~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Sora found himself hunched over the toilet for the second time in the last three days, throwing up his dinner. Roxas stood behind him, rubbing his back gently.

"Maybe you should see a doctor, Sor. I heard there's a pretty nasty stomach virus around campus."

Sora just nodded, relieved that his stomach had finally stopped heaving, before standing up, flushing the toilet and heading to the sink to brush his teeth.

"Yeah, I'll make an appointment today."

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While I was trying to be romantic and eloquent throughout the story, I gave up a lot of my humor. I don't want to bore you all to death, so I tried to make this slightly more humorous. If you don't understand Spanish:

Sora tells Roxas, "Don't worry. If you study, everything will be fine."

And Roxas is mumbling, "I don't know, I don't know," to himself at the table while he studies.

And I wouldn't necessarily call that bit at the end a cliffhanger, because you knew this was coming.

But uh, keep in mind that this is all based off of my horrible experience. You will learn more as the story goes on, although you might wish you hadn't. But, it's my story! I'll decide what I want to throw in there. =) Fun!

And on one last note… I hope you all have a wonderful Easter Sunday!

I am off to tend to one sick baby and one grumpy husband. Leave reviews to make me feel better!