Sora, having landed in Traverse Town walked through it's dark streets alone. The place seemed desolate and lonely now that Leon and his friends were all happily living in Hollow Bastion. At that moment though, he could've cared less about that. He was too busy thinking of that blonde hair, kooky Organization XIII member that had called him "Roxas".

At first, it had confused him, but after hearing him say the name over and over and over and over started to annoy the brunette. It got on his nerves. To the X-TREEEME.

"Hey Roxaaas."

Like now.

Sora let out a sigh, as he quicken his pace. He had to get away. If he didn't get away he would probably go crazy and go on some sort of homicidal rampage through town. Okay.. no. That was just over exaggerating. As he was walking away, he could hear the other's hurried foot steps from behind.

'Just pretend you don't notice him.' Sora told himself mentally. He just continued to walk pass random people, and through the town square. Demyx continued to follow from behind.

"Aw come on Roxas, don't give me the cold shoulder." He heard the other whine. "Are you mad because I attacked you in the under world? I was just doing my job. Surely you can understand that, can't you?"

Sora just continued to ignore him, until he felt the other poke him in his shoulder. "Roxaaas!" He continued on whining. "At least turn around to look at meee."

Sora let out a frustrated sigh, as he stopped walking abruptly. He quickly spun around, to face the other, only for Demyx to crash right into him. Which caused the two to fall down to the ground with a thud. Sora gasped out in pain, considering how he was now sandwiched between the concrete ground, and Demyx. He blushed, as he realized the awkward position both he and the blonde were in. He tried to wiggle away, but failed miserably. The other weighed more than he looked.

Demyx, feeling Sora squirm took that as a cue to stand up. He smiled as he grabbed Sora by his wrist, and pulled him up with him. He gave the brunette and apologetic smile, while rubbing the back of his neck. "Sorry about that Roxas."

In response he got a glare, as his hand was smacked away. "For the last time, I'm NOT Roxas. It's Sora. S-o-r-a. Sora. Can you say it with me? Soo-raa."

Demyx blinked, as he stared dumb foundedly. He then brought his gloved hand up, stroking his chin. "Sora, huh?" Silence followed as a thoughtful look came across his face. He nodded, as if confirming something with someone. He dropped his hand back down to his side. "Yeah... that name sounds better than Roxas."

As soon as Demyx had said that, he grabbed a hold of Sora by his wrists and reeled him in close. Sora didn't even have a chance to protest as he felt the other lean forward, planting a half-hearted kiss upon his soft, warm lips. When Demyx pulled away, all the spiky haired brunette could do was stare.

"Well, catch you later keyblade master." He gave Sora a mock salute and vanished, leaving a wide-eyed, red faced Sora.

Despite all that had just happened, he couldn't help but wonder...

"Who the hell is Roxas!"


A/N: I just couldn't help but see Sora like have a little outburst towards the end. Plus, I can't see a seriously written DemyxSora, like...EVUR. Okay, I'm only joking.