I checked my email this morning and there were quite a few reviews for me to read. And they were really phenomenal reviews. I really have to take time to thank you all once again (because I know I thanked all of you in my review replies) for the reviews you sent me. They were simply amazing. I even checked my stats today, and I'm so surprised at the reception of this fic. If you're reading this, I'm so very glad you're enjoying it. I love you all very much. =)

Your reviews were so amazing that I was just inspired to write a bit more. So, for you, my loyal readers! Enjoy!

Warnings: Yaoi, twincest, MPREG!!

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.

Written for my darling friend Izzy, who owns my heart.

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Sora and Roxas stood in a small, cramped isle of the local bookstore that was conveniently located near Twilight University. It was a shabby place, really. There was a nicer bookstore in the plaza, part of a large chain, but they sold books cheap here, so a lot of students preferred to do their shopping here instead.

Sora stood, occasionally looking at books and reading their titles, flipping the books open randomly and glancing over a few pages before placing each book back. His hand was absent-mindedly resting on his stomach as he browsed book after book.

Roxas stood behind Sora, with the slightest smile on his face. Although this situation was still so new, he couldn't help but find himself growing comfortable with the idea. It had been only a few weeks since that fateful day at the doctor's office, a few weeks since he and Sora had made up, and now he found himself falling in love with Sora more than ever.

It was one of those things he'd always heard about. Men being more attracted to their wives, appreciating them more, because they were carrying their children. It was something everyone had said was indescribable, and Roxas had resigned himself from the thought. Ever since Roxas had realized that he wasn't attracted to girls, he had come to terms with knowing he would never have his own children, would never feel that feeling, that emotional and spiritual connection between a wife and child. He knew could always adopt, and knew that he would love that child with all his heart, but that feeling of closeness that he had heard so much about, he knew it was not meant to be.

But here they were. Roxas felt it, that feeling. It was everything he had ever heard it would be in more. It was more than just the excitement. More than knowing that soon there would be a little baby for him to love, the child that he had always wanted. It was more than the baby.

It was Sora. He was radiant. He glowed. He was falling into his new role with such grace and beauty, so naturally, that Roxas found him more stunning than he ever had, even on that night he had woken up to see Sora glistening above his body in uninhibited pleasure. Sora was always beautiful, but now he was even more so. His eyes glowed brightly with happiness. His smile was wider than it had ever been. And watching Sora standing there with his hand resting lightly, tenderly, and protectively on his still flat stomach was adorably cute.

Sora turned to Roxas, smiling sweetly.

"I don't know, Roxas," Sora said, holding a small stack of books in his arms. "What to Expect when you're Expecting? Or maybe, Your Pregnancy, Week by Week? This one seems pretty straight forward- Pregnancy and Childbirth. What do you think?"

Roxas smiled, shrugged.

"I don't know, Sora. Whichever one you want. Why don't you just get them all? We can spare it."

With such busy schedules at school, and Sora's doctor appointments every week, neither of them could find the time to work. They were fortunate enough to receive money from Tifa monthly. They had tried to tell her many times that they didn't need the money, that they could manage on their own.

"Nonsense!" She would always tell them. "It's only me here. You two are my boys! Besides, business here at the 7th Heaven is great!"

She always sent more than enough. It was a shame that Tifa had never had any children, because she would have made a great mother. Although she could never replace their mother, they loved her as though she were. She had done her best, and continued to do so, even though she had no obligations.

"I love you, boys," she would always remind them. Upon their pestering her to find herself a suitor, someone that could love her and help her run the business, she would always scoff. "I don't need any help running the bar. Unless I find someone out there with hearts like yours, I'd rather stay alone. And there's no one as good as you two."

But, both of them knew the truth. The only man she had ever loved was their father, but it wasn't meant to be. He had chosen their mother instead, moved away from the town where he and Tifa grew up, and keep in touch occasionally. When their mother had passed away, he took advantage of Tifa's love, and left her in the care of his two boys, because he just 'couldn't deal' with them. And, without a word of protest, she had taken them under her wing and loved them with everything she had, her boys.

One look at Sora's expression and Roxas could tell that they'd both been thinking about Tifa, thinking about the same exact thing.

"We should tell her," Sora stated. Roxas nodded in agreement.

"Let's just wait until the first trimester's over, okay? Then we'll go down and see her for the holidays."

Sora nodded, pleased with Roxas' suggestion, before taking his stack of books and making his way to the register.

The twins hardly noticed the guy at the register. He was about their age, with strange blue hair that fell in front of his eyes. They could hardly see his eyes, which peered over a rather large book that obscured the rest of his face from their sight.

Sora placed his books on the counter, realizing how strange this might look, and began wringing his hands nervously. The boy gave the two a strange look once he saw the books they had chosen to purchase.

Roxas gave the boy a steely glare.

"What? Our sister's having a baby."

Sora held in a giggle.

The cashier gave Roxas a disbelieving state before rolling his eyes and ringing up their purchases. Roxas grabbed the bag quickly, and practically flew out of the bookstore.

"What a fucking weirdo!" Roxas shouted, looking back at the bookstore angrily.

Sora was doubled over, his face bright red, and his hands resting on his knees as he damn near howled in laughter.

"Don't you get it, Roxas?" Sora spoke when he was finally able to breathe again. "We're the fucking weirdos!"

Roxas wasn't quite sure why Sora had found this funny. He'd figured Sora would still be sensitive to the fact that he was different.

But, seeing Sora there, laughing at the whole damn strange situation made Roxas lighten up a bit.

They laughed together.

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Just a filler chapter. Kind of lame. But I hope you liked it. Yay, I threw Zexion in there. Cuz I wanted to. It was pretty obvious it was him, right? There'll be more familiar faces in the story, I want to make sure I'm describing them all in a way that you'll be able to tell who they are without me having to mention it directly.

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