Yeah... this took awhile. Sorry!! TTTT Enjoy the next chapter. My compter broke down. Then I was getting ready for the Anime Expo, making costumes for me and all my friends. Now that it's over, expect more updates!

Roxas awoke the next morning with a yawn, stretching his arms out. It took him a moment to realize he was naked in bed, and another moment to realize who exactly it was next to him. He shrugged it off, pulling on a pair of pants as he got out of bed. He tried to ignore Axel… and the faint memory of what happened the night before. He never really remembered most of it anyways.

He put on his school uniform. Fridays always sucked for him, especially since he always did stuff the night before and felt crappy the next morning. He combed his hair into his stylish spikes before walking out the door. He was about to say goodbye to Axel, but he decided against it and just trudged out the door.

Hayner was already sitting on the porch. "Come on, loser." He grumbled. "You're late again. Always freggin late…"

"It isn't MY fault." Roxas groaned. "I just sleep in a lot."

"Why do you sleep in?" Hayner asked a little irritatedly. "Don't you have a mom?"

"No…" Roxas grumbled. "Not my mom…" He didn't care to think that his past mother wasn't really his mother, and just some random woman…

"If you'd just tell me who you lived with…" Hayner groaned. He walked a little faster than Roxas.

Roxas picked up the pace to catch up. "I explained already." Roxas said, waking up a little. "I can't tell you who it is. You'd tell people and…"

"I wouldn't tell anyone!" Hayner snapped. "I just hate it that you're keeping secrets from me!"

"You'd hate me if you found out this secret!" Roxas snapped back. "Trust me. I don't want you to hate me."

Before any more could be said, Ollette and Pence ran up. "Hey guys!" Pence said. He ran in between them, sensing their argument. Ollette stood next to Roxas and smiled girlishly. Roxas smiled sheepishly back.

"So, did you hear about…"

Roxas left the school hurriedly. He knew Pence was up to something… something that would delay his Demyx trip that weekend. But he wasn't quick enough in his getaway.

"ROXAS!!!" Pence shouted. Roxas stopped dead in his tracks. He let out a disgruntled sigh and turned around.

"Yeah?" Roxas said, twisting around.

"We need to talk." Pence replied, catching up with him. Hayner was behind him, and Ollette was a few feet back.

Uh oh. That was the one thing Roxas DIDN'T want to hear. "…about what?" He asked.

Pence's eyes narrowed. "You know what. That red-head you're living with."

Roxas's blood ran cold. He tried to stay cool, but his body began shaking a little. How did Pence know? He didn't want him to know! "W-who?"

Hayner crossed his arms. "Pence said he saw some red-headed chick getting the mail yesterday." Hayner's eyes narrowed too. "Something you aren't telling us, Roxas?"

"Ch-chick?" Roxas said confused.

"Yeah." Pence replied. "She had her hair up in a pony-tail and was wearing jeans and a t-shirt."

Roxas's tension went down a little. Axel tends to put his hair in a ponytail, and he wears pretty androgynous clothing. They must have seen him from behind, because he is pretty feminine that way. "Um… yeah, chick. Of course…" Roxas said, backing away a little. "She's… uh…"

Hayner frowned. "She's what? Why wouldn't you tell us who she was in the first place?"

"Um…" Roxas thought quickly. "She's my… aunt. She's from another country and she's an illegal immigrant. I didn't want you to know because I didn't want her to get deported."

Hayner didn't buy it. But Pence and Ollette nodded. "Okay, I believe you." Pence said, smiling.

"Yeah, I wouldn't tell anyone either if I had an alien living with me." Ollette said, chiming in.

Hayner grunted. "Yeah. Sure."

"So… anyone up for ice cream?" Roxas said with a smile. That was close. He just hoped it wouldn't be that close again.

Okay, i know that was short and wasn't too good. I was just clearing up the fact that Hayner, Pence, and Ollette still had no idea who Roxas was living with. And we all know Pence would spy on his house to see who lived there.