*Gasp* I died little because I realized how long it to right this... I need to start making up with this.

Enjoy~? (o3o)


The sun was setting as the teens of Twilight high trailed up the steep hill up to their households. As the sun's orange rays colored the air, Sora walked with Roxas to their residences, since they were near toward each other. Silence is something the brunette couldn't take for awhile, even from the blonde himself. He pondered on why the fox was being so quite. Was it because of what happened with Riku and Kairi? Or because he felt like something invaded his body (i.e.: Ventus)? Either way, Sora tried to gain his attention.

"S-so you're looking forward to the pool tomorrow?" The brunette stuttered. The blonde keeps his glance at the sidewalk. "Maybe the pool isn't your thing, I guess." Sora muttered under his breath. He wasn't getting why Roxas wasn't talking. Did he do something wrong?

"So…" Sora started again. But the blonde stopped in his tracks, still looking down. Sora followed suite, and peered at him suspiciously. The brunette sighed. "Look Roxas, you've been acting weird since we got out here and..."

Roxas looked up with a scowl on his face and grabbed the boy's hand, dragging him toward the apartment building.

"W-wait, Roxas," Sora squeaked, still getting pulled along the cracked pavement of the sidewalk.

The fox didn't speak but only held onto the brunette's hand tight. They arrived inside of the building, where it still shined with its expensive beauty. Instead of taking the elevator, Roxas went and took the flight of stairs. Sora was looking around, seeing the staircase was draped in red silk carpeting and gold-incrusted rails.

Sora didn't say anything, but he was amazed at how wonderfully decorated this building was. Finally getting to the door entrance to Roxas hallway, the blonde opened the door and violently tugged at the brunette's wrist toward his room door. "Roxas," Sora grunted in a stern tone. "You have to tell me what's wrong with you." The boy didn't say word, only the jingling of the keys entering the keyhole echoed in the hall.

Once the blonde got into the room, he threw his bag toward the side and finally let go of the brunette's wrist; stomping into the living room. Sora flinched as he tried to sooth his aching wrist. The blonde had a mad grip when ready. He also dropped his bag next to the fox's. When he walked into the living room himself, he notices the blonde was shaking with wide eyes and crying, with his hands clutched together.

"Roxas," Sora whispered as he quickly came over to the couch. He took the blonde's hands into his own. "Roxas," he said again slightly quieter than before, peering at the boy. The blonde responded by yanking his hands away from the teen, covering his redden ears with them. With his body jolting with every hiccup, tears trickling down his pink cheeks, eyes squeezed shut and teeth clutched together; Sora hated seeing the boy like this. The brunette engulfed Roxas into a warm embrace. The blonde removed his hands from his ears and wrapped his arms around Sora's neck, burying his face into the boy's chest.

The warmth that settled between the two seemed to calm the blonde, as he progresses to slow his tears and hiccups. They both slid down to the floor, still in the hug. Quietly, the brunette removed the boy from his chest, revealing his red cheeks and teary eyes. Something sparked inside of Sora as he saw Roxas sniffle, fingers gripped onto his white uniform. It was a calm, soothing and familiar feeling that the brunette seemed to feel comfortable with.

Roxas chuckled lightly, wiping his tears away with the back of his hand. "Sorry," the blonde hiccupped. "I just remembered something, that's all." The blonde then rose up from the floor, but Sora's hand caught his wrist. Roxas whipped his head around to see why his wrist was being held. What was he saw was a pair of fierce, questioning cobalt eyes, just screaming; "you expect me to let you go without an explanation?"

So Roxas sighed and walked over toward his white couch, gesturing for the brunette to take a seat. As the two sat in separate couches, they also sat in silence. Sora was utterly confused. He knew that Roxas was a sensitive person, being that he has a Granter living somehow inside of him. But for him to just start crying out of the blue? The brunette was now truly concerned.

"Promise me," Roxas started. "Promise me that you won't laugh, ok?" He was looking at him with a pleading look, the look that always gave Sora that wonderful buzzing feeling in his bones. Sora nodded carefully and placed his chin in his folded hands.

"When I was younger, my dad and I used to play together all the time. And since I was feminine back then I also helped mama with her clothing designs by being her mannequin," Roxas took a quick pause. "And since then, I've … developed a liking to girl clothing." Sora blushes a little, which really explains why Ventus is always wearing girl clothes, since he's his alter ego also. "But, ever since I started wearing the dresses mama designed for me, papa would…would do different things to me," Roxas trailed off, his eyes howl and deep. "But, those things didn't matter, because I loved papa, and I would do anything for him.

"Yet, he left me with mama and said that he was "out of control" and needed some "time." I was anything but calm during the past months he was gone. Eventually I grew up, and mama disappeared also. Papa sent me money for food and other needs, so at least I'm not completely dead inside."

The way Roxas said that made Sora shudder with pity, with a hint of care for the blonde fox. Both of his parents are gone out of his life, how can he laugh at that? Roxas looked at the brunette, seeing his face washed over with a concerned aura. Roxas got up and sat in Sora's lap, causing the boy's expression to change into a state of confusion. "Don't worry baka," Roxas said in soothing tone. "I'm alright; I have tons of people in my life now, Riku, Axle and even that bitch of a model Xion." Sora laughed lightly. "You have to admit, she does makes things somewhat interesting." Roxas rolled his eyes as he hopped off of his lap, and headed into his room.

A minute later he sticks his head out of the doorway. "No matter what you do, don't laugh," he scolded. "I need you to be as subtle as possible." The statement itself made Sora grinned and wink. "Subtle is my middle name." Roxas face peaks a hint of red, and then he slammed the door shut. Sora sighed, molding himself within the couch. Sora knew there was more than this to come. He knew he had to do something for him, for he wouldn't say a thing to him about his adoration in the first place.

Or maybe he was just overreacting to everything the blonde says or does. Just maybe, this blonde has precious feelings for Sora, and the brunette was just too thick-headed to realize.

Sora shivered at the thought.

The door creaked open and what stepped out was Roxas in tight fitting pink nurse attire. His legs were in pairs of white thigh high socks as his cheeks were red, and eyes avoiding contact with the baffled Sora. "So," Roxas perked spinning around once. "W-what do you think?" Sora took another look at Roxas, examining his cream thighs and slender body. The brunette really thought the blonde can fit being a girl real well. He chuckled. "It looks great on you, Roxas." The blonde lit up instantly, and smiled at him.

"Wait! I have plenty more where that came from." He quickly went into the room and changed into a new outfit for the brunette to look over.

Hours pasted and the blonde fox has gone into a dressing maniac from kimonos to sundresses. All Sora wondered was how and where he got so much girl clothing from. As Roxas came out with a blue tank top and a blue mini skirt, Sora got up and stood in front of him. "You want something, right," Sora whispered, backing the blonde against the wall. "I see your not being honest with yourself."

Roxas just stared into the same fierce eyes, his ego shrinking under his tall and built form. Roxas laughed at himself, fiddling with his fingers. "You catch on well, stupid dog," Roxas looked anywhere but his eyes, since they were currently acting like kryptonite. "I just needed help with the pool situation." Sora raised a slender brow in question. "You mean you want to wear a girl's bathing suit to the pool tomorrow," he chuckled coming closer to the blonde, puffing soft breaths into his ear. "I think there's a dilemma with that plan, caption." By proving his point, he pointed to the little bulge the blonde had between his legs, visible and profound. Roxas flinched and covered it with his hands. "I-I know that, stupid dog! I just wanted to know if you're Aunt May specialized in design before."

Sora looked at Roxas and took a deep, exaggerated sigh, sliding onto the floor. "If I tell you yes, do we have to go into this major adventure?" He wined, covering his face into his hands. "Well, I thought you suppose to be my servant," the blonde puffed, with his arms crossed his chest looking like a stubborn little kid. "And plus, it won't be so hard to tell her to do me a favor. Also..." Sora removed his hands from his faced to be welcomed by a blushing, fidgeting blonde boy. But those floppy fox ears and swishing tail caught the brunette off guard, causing himself to redden. "Y-you, those ears," the boy stuttered, realizing that Roxas was acting way too cute for his own good. "Roxas?"

Said boy nodded, "I realized that these appear whenever I'm in an uncomforting situation." He coughed out a nervous laugh, avoiding Sora's eyes. "But, it only matters if you don't think I'm a monster or anything."

"Of course I don't! I mean, you look pretty… uh, cute?" The words came out of Sora's mouth shaky, but he really did mean it. With that outfit and embarrassed aura, Sora couldn't help but feel a bit aroused. The blonde's ears twitched in appreciation, but his face deceived his actions. With his cheeks puffed out, fingers folded behind his back, and tail swishing back n' forth; Roxas looked at the brunette from a side glance. "Just don't get any funny ideas, Lockhart."

With that, Sora returned home promising the stubborn boy that he would send the message to his aunt. But it made Sora confused how Roxas got so close to Aunt May. As he went inside of the kitchen, he saw said woman doing a little cleaning. "Hey Aunt May," Sora began as he grabbed a seat at the kitchen table. "Roxas wanted to know you if you could do him a favor."

That alone made the identical looking relative drop the broom, making a thunk echo throughout the house. It took awhile for May to lighten up immediately and smile, "I see my Roxie is ready then, thanks Sora." She then she hopped out of the kitchen and into her room. A light breeze passed by the brunette as he sighed. "I didn't even tell her what he needed," he whispered to himself.

The birds flew passed the grand apartment as the blonde rises from his plush bed. Stretching, he jumps from bed to go onto his balcony. As he stepped onto the warm marble with the welcoming sun shining onto his already sun-kissed hair, Roxas took in a deep breath, stretching some more. "Ok," the blonde sighed as he looked at the cloudless skies. "Time to face some fears." With that, he heard a light knock on his door. Roxas grinned, knowing the things he requested have arrived. "Coming," he shouted gleefully. The fox slipped on a light blue hoodie over his bare chest and wiggled into a pair of short cotton white shorts. As he was done, he jogged toward and unlocks the top and bottom locks.

Just as the blonde opened the door, he was hugged down to the floor by a pair of muscular arms.

"Roxie, I missed you so much!" The man gushed, snuggling into the blonde's chest. Roxas giggled and petted the spiky batch of raven hair on the man's head. "There, there Zack, I'm here now aren't I?" A blonde headed Cloud stepped into the room with a brown tapped up box placed firmly between his hands. Once he saw the scene displayed, he grabbed hold of the raven's vest and hosted him up. "Sorry but we don't have time for the love fest right now," Cloud said in a sarcastic tone. Zack was struggling under the blonde man's grasp, wriggling to get back to his blonde fox.

He finally stopped struggling and pouted, "I just wanted some love from my little fox." Cloud rolled his blue eyes as Roxas smiled sweetly. "Now that we got that settled, you guys have what I need?"

They both nodded. Cloud let go of Zack's vest as he reached for the box. "I hope you can deal some things out with this, Roxas," the older blonde said softly handing the box over to the boy. Roxas slowly grabbed onto it, heart pounding through his body. He swallowed unwanted saliva as he set aside the box. "Thanks guys," Roxas whispered as he hugged both of them. They both chuckled and hugged back.

Roxas just hoped that things will be clearer after today.


Hehehe~! I so love this chapter! Just because of the little Oreimo moment I slipped in there. Anyhow, can you guess what's in the box~? :3