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Sora was incredibly bored during third period. The school day was getting way too long, and he had just about enough of his instructor droning on and on about their upcoming test. He let out a long yawn, drowsily sinking backwards in his seat in the process. Honestly, he just wanted to go home. He glanced over to the side at his companion, Roxas, who had been sitting in the desk next to his staring out the window. Apparently he wasn't paying much attention to the lecture either.

He was always like that though always day dreaming about something, which constantly made the brunette wonder what was on his mind. It was that mysterious quality of his that had continuously drawn Sora to him. The way his eyes could train on yours with so much depth in those blue irises that it could leave you breathless.

Sora could imagine the dreamy stare he might have on his face right now as he gazed outside with the way his palm rested under his chin just so. Roxas seemed to flinch slightly suddenly, probably noticing that someone was staring at him from behind. He looked over his shoulder to meet the brunette's gaze. The boy blushed in embarrassment giving the blond a shy smile before he turned back his attention back to the teacher.

When he thought about it, it seemed like it has been forever since they had had sex, but with Namine now in the picture it couldn't be helped. It just didn't seem right to sneak off and do it without her, even though sometimes he was really aching to. Sora scowled to himself, feeling horrible for having these selfish thoughts. It's not like he wanted to have Roxas all to himself, but he just missed the intimacy between them. All the times that Roxas would push him against the door, and make out with him without even caring whoever saw, the way his body felt over his, and how he touched him. It wasn't like he was just craving after Roxas either. Namine was swarming through his thoughts as well, as a—what could be, and a—what would it be like?

She was so pure like a lamb that he wondered how it would feel to tarnish her. Dirty thoughts would always creep into his mind about making her his—correction theirs. God he was starting to hate himself now. How could he even think about taking away her virginity from her without as much as Roxas's, and especially her consent? When did he become all mushy, and how long was it going to go on like this? Life seemed so much simpler before, and yet it felt so right now, even with the complications that were inevitable.

How were they going to deal with Vanitas? He kept inquiring to himself. He probably has already told her by now, so they were already screwed, weren't they? Kairi would get exactly what she wanted without even lifting a finger. Sora felt his heart ache at the thought of the brokenhearted girl the way he had seen her in his dreams. Would she hate them? Throw a fit? Become like her sister? He couldn't imagine.

She'd probably cry he concluded, seeing as how sensitive the girl was by nature it would be unorthodox to think otherwise. He started to rub his temples getting a headache from all these thoughts. When the bell finally rang, Sora felt relieved. He gathered up his books, immediately he placing them under his arm, he looked over at his boyfriend who was doing the same thing.

"You ready?" he asked.

"Yeah." Roxas replied, already starting for the door.

Sora followed behind him, "S–so do you think Vanitas has already told Namine?" He stammered, wondering why he was even asking this when the answer was obvious.

Roxas shrugged "I don't know him as well as you do Sor, but from what you've told me…it's possible." Sora sighed just as he thought "What do you think he'll do?"

Sora bit his lower lip. What's the point in even asking? You know exactly what I'm thinking, and you feel the same way. So yeah, she probably already knows by now he wanted to blow up, but held it in. He really didn't want to have an argument with Roxas who really just didn't know what to do as much as he did.

"I'm not sure…." He finally muttered brushing past Roxas to his locker without even saying goodbye. He fumbled with his combination, not caring if Roxas had come with him or not. When he finally opened it, he dropped his books inside, and bent down beginning to rummage for the one he needed for his next class. While he did this, unexpectedly someone tapped him on the shoulder he ignored it at first figuring it was some fangirl. When it happened again, it made him feel distracted from his searching. God would they just go away! Where the hell is it!? He mentally cursed as he started tossing the books out of his locker. Still no sign of his book and the tapping continuing Sora eventually lost his temper.

"What the fuck do you want?" he snapped, not bothering to turn around as he dug through his messy locker. He really should clean the damn thing once in a while.

"S…Sora." A small voice piped up. Immediately, Sora looked over his shoulder, behind him was petite flaxen haired girl hugging her books tightly against her chest with an apologetic look on her face. Her lips trembling as if she were about to cry—certainly she was not a wild fangirl.

Guilt, automatically struck him in the gut "O Nami…!" He scrambled to his feet, pulling her into an embrace "I'm so sorry! What did you need, baby?" he asked.

The girl peeked up at him, "N–no, I'm sorry…I was just going to tell you that I made a bento for you and Roxas s–so you don't have to buy lunch if–if you want it." She explained stuttering.

Sora's heart throbbed "That's–that's wonderful Namine I–I can't wait to try it." He told her his voice becoming softer.

Her eyes were wide with concern "Sora what's wrong?"

Sora closed his eyes, trying to suppress a sigh he really didn't want to answer "Nothing….I think….I think I'm just having a bad day is all." He spoke honestly, though he didn't quite elaborate on it. He slowly pulled away from her, slipping his hands into hers for a tender moment. "But anyways the bento sounds great….um you should probably head to class before the bell rings." He hurried on, releasing her hands.

She nodded unsurely "R…right…but are you sure you're okay?"

He grinned reassuringly, putting his arms behind his head in the carefree way he normally did. "Yeah I'm fine trust me."

She smiled, seeming to believe him "Well then…I'll see you at lunch then." She waved while walking away.

"Yup see you then!" Sora chirped returning the wave. When she had turned the corner his smile reverted back to a scowl. He glanced back at the disaster he created in front of his locker. "Damn it…"

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Roxas was on his way to class feeling rather crummy. After the way Sora had left before, and just everything that had been going on at home. He didn't tell his boyfriend this, but his uncle had been calling all night leaving threatening messages at the house yet again. He had been receiving texts the whole morning from his brother asking him what he should do. The blond boy answered a few, but ignored the rest because he just didn't know either. He was so stressed. How did could he balance his life with two dramas at once was beyond him.

He felt his phone buzz once again and checked it expecting it to be from his brother, but was suddenly surprised when it was his Namine. A small smile came to his lips when he opened it "Don't buy lunch today I made you a bento! :D" it said. Cute…he thought, he never really had a girlfriend that was willing to do sweet gestures like this for him before it was a nice change. He started to feel better as he wondered what her cooking would taste, and what she made, when something caught his attention. From the corner of his eyes he saw something a poster hanging on the bulletin board at the end of the corridor, saying something that sent him flying down the hallway to retrieve it. When he got there he tore the paper off the board, inspecting it with outrage it was a sign in bold font saying. MAN WHORES RAPE DUMBASS BLOND and at the bottom was a picture with their faces photoshopped on some mating rabbits.

"What the hell" he shouted, ripping the paper apart piece by piece. He heard laughter coming from behind him, and turned around to see a gang of weasel–faced guys sneering at him.

Roxas sent them a death glare, "What the fuck is so funny?" He snapped.

Startled, the group took off laughing like a pack of hyenas. Cowards Roxas thought, before he threw the shreds of paper into the nearest garbage can. He was halfway to English when he decided that he needed to get away from here. He felt kind of bad ditching after Namine had went through the trouble to make him lunch, but he just felt like he was losing air by the second and just had to escape.

He snuck over to the back exit of the hallway that was farthest from any witnesses. He had done this countless times before, and he knew he wouldn't get caught. The open breeze beckoned him outside as he passed through the door. He felt captured by the element, and sent right back to his comfort zone. He inhaled the freshness, and walked down the concrete path to somewhere where he knew he could gather his thoughts.

This rout was longer than others, but Roxas had always preferred it over any other. He found it calming to concentrate on the journey, rather than thinking—the perfect way to clear his mind. When the path ended he walked through the town square, before he made it to his destination he spotted a vender nearby, and ordered himself something he hadn't had in a long, long time—Sea Salt Ice Cream. As soon as he did that, he ventured on till he finally made it to his desired location Twilight Tower. He smiled up at the abandoned clock tower; happy to see his old hideout hadn't changed one bit since he had last seen it.

Roxas sauntered inside without any one bothering to ask why, and took a ride through a rickety elevator to the very top. The doors whined as they opened allowing him to see the grand view. "Ah…paradise" he murmured as he stepped into the sunlight, taking his usual spot on the ledge of the enormous building.

He unwrapped his ice cream, not minding that it was already starting to melt and took a lick savoring the flavor that sent him back to memory lane when he used to come up here all the time with his friends. Back then, times were easier and pleasant, though he wouldn't trade his time with Sora for anything in the world.

He put the ice cream to his lips and sucked on the tip of it quietly. A lot easier, actually all he remembered worrying about then was when summer would arrive. Now he was in drama city. It's not like he had any regrets about how his life turned out—well of course there were some, but those were his actions. He felt ashamed for what he wanted to put Namine through long ago, and there were other things that bothered him too that still had yet to be resolved.

The tip of his ice cream withered and finally broke, leaving part of the Popsicle stick poking out. Is history repeating itself…? He wondered, the picture from before flashed in his mind. Or was that history caving in on us? He sighed and lowered his ice cream, running his fingers though his hair trying to soothe his head that pounded from all the contemplating.

How long was it going to take before things get better? Roxas wanted to know. When suddenly, he heard the elevator door's creaking open he looked behind him spotting a familiar redhead coming out.

"Axel?"

He waved. "Yo, that's my name don't wear it out."

"What are you doing here?"

"To smoke." He showed him his cigarette he was holding before coming over to sit next to him. He put it to his lips, talking through his teeth. "However…I should be asking the same question." He dug into his pocket for his lighter "Don't you have school or something?"

"Well…"

"Never mind, who am I to talk, right?" Axel muffled a laugh as he lit his cigarette. "So what's up" he asked, before taking a long drag.

"Nothing just thinking."

"About…?" He prompted.

Roxas turned his attention back ahead answering simply. "The past."

Axel exhaled a cloud of smoke. "What part?"

"When Sora and me…uh ya know."

"O…" Axel scratched the back of his head awkwardly. Silence passed between them for a short moment, until the redhead just had to say something, "Why are you dwelling on that? It's long and far gone."

His friend shrugged "I don't know, it's just been bothering me is all after what has been happening lately."

Axel sighed, "Yeah…well you know you can't change it dude."

"I know…but still…"

Axel seemed torn with his friend's troubles, "You already know that I don't want to get involved with this anymore."

Roxas nodded respecting his friend's decision, "I know, I'm sorry man."

Axel patted the blond on the back "its fine Rox, if you want to talk about it it's cool. I'm just saying that I'm not going to pick sides this time."

Roxas smiled wearily and looked back at the scenery. A part of him nagged him to take some of the burden off his shoulders, while the other part was too afraid. He knew he didn't have to talk about everything, but maybe if he did a little he wouldn't feel so wound up.

He took a deep breath, "It's like this…"

xXx

After the episode with the brunette, Namine couldn't stop worrying about it. What had gotten into him? She'd never heard him swear like that before, especially when he's typically a cheerful person, so why was he like this now? Well he was unusually quiet this morning she knew as she headed to the cafeteria, but she didn't know why. Not to mention she was still unsettled with the meeting she had with Sora's brother.

Small talk was out of the question. Vanitas was not the kind of person that would approach you for absolutely no reason. She was sure that there had to be something behind it. It's not like she was deaf; she heard rumors about them all the time, but she chose not to listen to them. If they had a secret they would've told her, right? No, it would be naïve to believe that. She knew their history very well from her older sister and from the people around her. And yet…temptation lured her to them like Hansel and Gretel to the witch's gingerbread house.

Namine walked down the hallway with the three bentos she made, feeling their weight grow heavier and heavier with each step she took. She could hear Kairi's words echoing in her head now stopping her in her tracks. Slowly, she started to realize that she couldn't ignore this anymore. She walked into the crowded lunchroom to be instantly called out to by Sora.

"Namine!" He waved her over to an empty table he was sitting at.

She swallowed, if there was something up; she knew right away it had to do with the relationship between her and the two boys

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Hey guys, how long has it been? A year…? Almost two…? Yeah, I know I'm sorry for not coming back for so long. I'm not going to make any excuses, because you guys are just too awesome. I've read all your guy's reviews and was incredibly touched by all of them. Honestly guys…I really do want to finish this story and if it means that I'll have to get off my lazy ass so be it! You guys have waited so long for this chapter, and I am hoping to eventually give you guys a conclusion.

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