I'm basically going on a serial updating spree I think. Gonna upload a few chapters at the moment together simply because I'm really close to finishing typing up the entire fanfic and I don't see why I shouldn't.

Roxas: Um... for the sake of continuity?

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I didn't say I needed one Roxas... thanks anyway.

Roxas No problem X3

Okay... a bit of (a lot of) RokuShi in this chapter. Personally, I like it quite a bit and think it's quite cute, but that's only because of reasons.

Roxas: So... when you say RokuShi...

Yup... you and Xion

Blushing Roxas: Nyaah! Maybe you should upload this chapter another time, no one really wants to read it anyway!

Gee... thanks T.T

Since I know you really want everyone to read this chapter and you're actually just joking, here it is!

Roxas: Wait!

Oh right, almost forgot, thanks Roxie X3

I don't own Kingdom Hearts, nor do I own Maximum Ride. I didn't come up with the shipping name RokuShi either. I have no idea who did that. But good job, stranger, whoever you are. You have my congratulations for creating the shipping name for practically the cutest shipping in the history of ever.

Now... onto the story

Roxas: *Starts flailing around* *Realises he can't do anything to stop me* *Hides underneath his quilt*


Chapter Eleven: What Is This?

'Feelings are tricky things, hard to decipher… what are you really feeling?'

Sora was able to move around without any pain now, the wound had healed quickly due to the effects of whatever potion the organisation had used on him, but Roxas couldn't help but worry in spite of it. He knew that situations such as the one they were in were, in fact, common in the institute. But for him, this situation was uncomfortably unfamiliar; he had been called on to help with injured people in the past- he seemed to have a natural flair for it and always managed to keep a cool head- but he had never had someone who he genuinely cared for, one hundred percent. Well, he may sometimes worry… a bit about Xion. He had reacted badly the first time he had seen Xion in a bad condition; a slight blush arose upon the blonde's cheeks at the memory of himself rushing about frantically as the source of his panic tried unsuccessfully to calm him down. He had realised after that, that Xion was capable of taking care of herself, but he still felt worried. That incident had been one of the few times he had lost his cool. It had been one of the few times he had panicked, and it was still a major source of embarrassment for him. What was worse was that Xion had been there to see it, though he didn't know why he thought it was worse like that.

He had eventually put it down to the fact he had only been at the institute for a few years and was new and unsure as to how to react. Admittedly, he still felt almost uncontrollably horrified when Xion would come back in a bad condition, he would worry about her when she left for her check-up, and he found that included in that now was Sora, Riku, Kairi and Namine. He found that he worried about all of them, even Axel who didn't even have to worry about things like that anymore. Not that any of them would notice, he had learnt by now to hide what he was feeling, so no one ever knew what he was thinking. In the institute, things like 'emotions' and 'sympathy' could quickly become a weakness, something people would be all too willing to exploit.

Roxas sighed as the brunette boy jumped to his feet to stretch, only to wince as the stitches in his stomach stretched painfully and nearly reopened. He turned to Roxas and gave the boy a sheepish grin to which the blonde rolled his eyes and gave another sigh. Sora giggled softly, "Guess I've gotta remember not to make sudden movements like that." Roxas raised an eyebrow, "you think?" he asked in a sarcastic tone, not bothering to mention that that had in fact been the first instruction the blonde had given his friend in order to help his injury heal quicker.

Xion came in at that moment and sat on the end of the couch that Roxas was also sitting; Roxas moved his feet away, embarrassed at the idea of touching her. Sora frowned, "hey! I was sitting there!" Xion raised an eyebrow in a manner not unlike that of Roxas, "and now I am sitting here," she informed him in a matter-of-fact manner. Roxas bit his lip to prevent himself laughing at the expression on Sora's face- as well as Xion's response- and turned back to his book.

Sora's transformed into a mischievous smile that spelled trouble. Roxas heard a surprised squeal, and the foreign sound caused him to look up once more from his book. He was confronted by a somewhat surprising scene.

Sora was sitting on top of Xion who has a vaguely pained look on her face. Her cheeks were tinted red, and she kept glancing over at Roxas who realised she must have been slightly embarrassed about the sound she had just made. Though why she kept looking at him- and why her blush kept on getting deeper each time she did- he couldn't figure out.

Maybe it was because he was a bit preoccupied with how cute he thought Xion had been looking at that moment, since he rarely saw her blush; but it took Roxas a few moments to realise that Sora was, in fact, sitting on top of her. For some reason, he felt instantly irritated at the boy, he couldn't understand why. Sora was wriggling around on her lap, Xion was still glancing at him, and Roxas was getting more and more annoyed. Finally, he closed his book and got to his feet, "Roxas?" he heard Sora call out behind him as he limped- thanks to a check-up with the Organisation that had happened not long before the one with Sora- out of the room, "now you both have seats," he threw back over his shoulder, a scowl set firmly on his face.

He ended up on the clock tower, arms wrapped around his legs, chin resting on his knees in a pose that some might define as 'sulking'. Roxas still couldn't understand why he had such a problem with what had just happened; he reflected that he always seemed to have reacted strongly to anything concerning Xion. It was similar with Sora now as well, but… slightly different as well. Roxas more or less saw the brunette as a brother, so naturally, he cared about him. But he didn't see Xion like that. He admitted that he cared about the others now as well, Namine, Axel, Kairi and Riku; he cared for them like friends. But he didn't see Xion like that either.

He wondered if there even was a word for the type of 'caring' he felt for Xion; after some moments of consideration, Roxas decided that if there was, he couldn't think of it.

He heard movement behind him but didn't bother to turn; only one other person knew he came up here. He felt the irritation rise in him once more and he struggled to quell it, there was a burning, bitter feeling, and it rested in the bottom of his stomach. It was like this irritation was rising from that feeling like some kind of noxious gas; he couldn't do anything to stop it.

He turned to Sora standing there, looking at him curiously. His evident concern abated the feeling a little, but didn't stop it completely; he sighed internally, 'yet another odd feeling I have no name for,' he thought to himself.

The brunette stared at the blonde- who stared right back- for some moments, before Sora seemed to finish his assessment of his friend's condition, "you're jealous." He stated matter-of-factly.

Roxas' eyes widened, 'jealous…?'


Would you look at that, Roxas is jealous.

Roxas: No I'm not!

Really... looked like you were acting pretty jealous to me.

Roxas: Well, you're wrong! Just because I think Xion's super pretty and cute and I don't want her to be with anyone else doesn't mean-

*Meaningful look*

Roxas: Oh shut up! No one likes you anyway!

Okay then, let's upload the next chapter, yay!

Roxas: *Sulks*

XD