Roxas hadn't visited Sora's apartment in a long time—he had almost forgotten how it looked like. When he first entered the bedroom and switched on the lights, he half expected to be greeted with sky blue walls with fluffy white clouds painted on them, with tables and counters filled with stuffed animals and a nice fluffy bed with the little prince himself surrounded by little fluffy pillows. He expected this because that was exactly how his room had looked when he was still living at home.

Thankfully, His brother had grown up a bit: The walls were a semi-dark blue with white molding at the top and bottom, there was a small love seat at the far right, a desk beside it, and at the far wall was a fairly large full bed with a white comforter and sheets and black pillows. The room was a bit larger than Roxas' and had a bit more stuff in it, like posters of different landscapes that ranged from jungles to Underwater caves, and a closet that looked like a walk-in in the far left wall. Roxas was impressed; he was proud and at the same time jealous that Sora could afford all this. He realized that since hm and Riku were sharing an apartment meant they had two incomes to go around, but still...

Roxas looked to the bed where Sora had collapsed. He sprawled awkwardly on top of the sheets, face down into the pillow and one shoe off while the other hanged for dear life. He wasn't snoring or making any movement at all and…

Oh god, was he still breathing?

Roxas hurried to the bed and flipped him over, then sighed in relief and shook his head. The boy was fast asleep snoring the night away as drool started to pour from the very corner of his mouth. Roxas smiled in amusement and adoration; Sora was always his cutest when he was asleep. When they were little, he used to nibble on his fingers a bit, a sign he was having a bad dream. When he woke from said dream, he'd run over to Roxas' bed, crying, and sleep with him for the rest of the night, cuddling against his back or chest. Roxas always brought himself to a little laugh when he remembered how attached Sora was to him and, at the same time, he felt a bit of melancholy. He missed the days when Sora would follow him everywhere like a ducking to his mother, and although it sometimes annoyed him that he never had any elbowroom of his own, he still enjoyed always having a personal playmate to do things with. All of their neighbors thought it was adorable, of course; they'd always come up to their parents and say, "How lucky you are to have two boys who love each other so much."

They were a very close pair when they were kinds, but when Sora turned 14, he met Riku, the handsome, silver-haired, cool guy loner of the town. There were so many girls after him that Roxas had no doubt that there was some secret Riku fan club filled with girls that meet and worshiped a lock of hair or a used bath towel. Despite his endless amount of suitors, Riku never was interested in any of them. He was never a jackass and just told them to piss off, but he usually just five them the cold shoulder and didn't acknowledge their existence unless one actually talked to him. He didn't have many friends either; he usually just sat alone reading or staring up at the clouds.

When Sora and Roxas entered high school, they had almost completely different schedules except of two classes and a short lunch period. Sora was upset of course, but Roxas told him it was a good change of pace for him. "Now you can make new friends instead of being my conjoined twin," he said on their first day, ruffling his hair a bit. Sora then hugged him—in the middle of the filled hall, no less—and went to his first class. After the day ended and the two made their way home, they started talking about their day. Roxas said he enjoyed most of his classes and already made a new friend named Namine, a sweet quiet girl who loved to draw. When Roxas asked if Sora meet anybody, he blushed immediately and started playing with his hands, a habit he had since a child that showed he was embarrassed or nervous about something.

"What's his name?" he said, now intrigued about what guy Sora had set his eyes on. He knew Sora was gay; he had told him as much when they were about 11. He promised to not tell his parents as long as Sora kept his sexuality a secret as well.

"W-Why does it automatically have to be a guy?" he said, flustered and playing with his hands some more.

"Sora, you got that same look when you first met Tidus and then talked about how you were gonna marry him one day. Now, what's his name?"

Sora opened his mouth then closed it, playing with his hands some more. "…R...Riku."

Roxas' eyes went wide as he tried to find a response: he wanted to laugh, but at the same time wanted to say how proud he was that his little bro had his first real crush. He settled on just chucking a bit and giving him an amused leer. "Never thought you'd be into the bad-boy type, bro," he said slyly. Sora just pouted and blushed some more.

"Shut up! He just…he's really handsome, okay? I can think someone looks good any not have a crush!"

"Mhm, whatever you say." Roxas said, listening to Sora's blush and body language instead of his actual words. "Have you talked to him?"

"N…No…"

"Why don't you? You said yourself you only think he looks good."

Sora's head dropped a little as he continued to play with his hands. "W-what if he…doesn't like me? He's always so isolated and never talks to anybody."

Roxas got up from his own bed and went over to his brother's, wrapping his arm around his shoulder. "Sora, I honestly do not think it is possible for anybody to not like you just a little, even if they tried: You're fun, funny, kind, and really cute. I'm sure if you just talked to him, you guys would be friends in no time."

Sora looked up at his brother with hope sparkling in his eyes. "You think so."

He smiled and pulled Sora close. "I know so."

The next day, Sora took Roxas' advice and talked to him and, sure enough, the two became close friends. Roxas always saw them talking together at lunch and in the hallways, laughing and joking with each other. Every single girl in the school formed an immediate grudge against Sora, pestering him on what he did to get so close. The poor guy was probably confused out of his mind.

After about 5 months of friendship, the two finally started dating, and even sooner, they became an official couple. They didn't make it obvious in public at first until one day at lunch Riku said that Sora had a bit of something left on his lips and kissed it off for him. Roxas remembered that day: Sora looked as if he was about to explode, every girl gasped or cried, and the guys just sat in complete silence. They would usually have laughed and called them names like, "Homo" or "fag," but seeing as Riku could kill anyone of them with a thought, they kept their thoughts to himself.

Roxas was glad that his brother finally found someone and wished them the best, but he still felt a bit of sorrow. It felt a bit strange at first that he had to share Sora's affection and attention with another man and, and first, he became sad that he didn't have his little brother around all the time. He had no ill feeling towards Riku and no jealousy, but he still wished that he could keep his brother from growing up just a little longer.

And then he met Axel. He had just moved in from the city not two weeks ago and was already enrolled in his school. He was 3 years Roxas' elder, but he had the personality and carelessness of someone a year younger than him. He always made a scene wherever he go, bursting through the doors with that red spiky clown hair of his, makeup markings under his eyes, and a red and black alteration to his uniform; he had chains attacked at first, but the principle told him to take them off. He had two piercings in his left ear, a tongue ring, and a pinky ring with a small silver flame. He almost always had a sneaky little grin on his face and always had this mannerism to him that gave off the aura of conceitedness and narcissism. At first Roxas labeled him off as a slacker that didn't care for anything but himself and left him in his own little category.

That is until one day, When Roxas was at his locker, and Axel was leaning on the one next to his. "Hey there," he said, that stupid little grin that Roxas wanted to slap off plastered on his face. "Roxas, right?"

"Yeah," he said, trying to make as little contact as possible. Maybe if I ignore him, he'll disappear, he thought.

"Namine told me about you. Said you're a pretty cool guy."

So, he already got to Namine, huh? Didn't think she'd like such a juvenile.

"People say that sometimes." He closed his locker and started to head off to his next class.

"She never told me how cute you were, though."

Roxas stopped in his tracks and couldn't help but grin. Is he actually flirting with me? Alright, fine; I'll play along."

"Yeah, haven't heard that line before," he said, turning back around and placing a hand on his hips, unimpressed.

"Well then you've probably never heard this one either." He strode slowly over to the blonde and mimicked his stance. "I'd like to take you out tonight, maybe catch a movie. I hear they've got this new sci-fi horror flick playing."

Roxas smiled, wondering if he had done his research. He had been meaning to go and see that but he had no one to go with, on account that Sora and Namine hated horror movies and he didn't know Riku well enough to ask him. He became a little more intrigued, but wasn't going to give up so easily.

"And what makes you think I'll be so eager to say yes?" he responded.

Axel shrugged. "Just thought you'd wanna have something to do tonight."

"Of of course," Roxas said, holding his books like a stereotypical manga schoolgirl, "Because I always wait all alone in my room with nothing to do but hope that my bad boy will one day come along and take me away from this place on his motorcycle and sweep me away to some motel to consummate our love!"

Roxas expected the boy to give up at that point, but he just laughed. "Kid all you want, but we both know that you don't have much better to do tonight other than homework."

Roxas opened his mouth in fury, but didn't say anything. He didn't want to admit it, but the bastard was right; he didn't usually have anything to do on a Friday night except finish homework early or, if he was around, hang out with Sora. Namine was sometimes available, but usually she was out with her own friends Kairi and Selphie, doing girl things that Roxas would rather be caught dead than do any of them willingly. He really did want to see the movie

Before he confirmed, he had to confirm just a few more things. "Just a movie?"

"Of course?"

"No 'wanna come home with me" lines after?"

"Not one."

"No unwanted touching during?"

"Only if it's wanted."

"You drive or are we using a bus?"

"I'd never dream of taking my date in anything but style."

"….What time, idiot?"

Axel smiled in victory. "Seven sound good?"

"Be better at seven thirty"

"How 'bout you just call me when you're ready and I'll be there no less than ten minutes?"

Roxas smirked; he was good. "Fine by me."

"I'll need your address, babe."

Roxas wrote it down and gave it to him. "If you ever call me babe again, I'll rip those earrings out of your ear."

Axel laughed. "I'll see what I can do."

They went later that night and it was enjoyable. Axel didn't try anything and was more of a gentleman than Roxas thought he would be: he bought the tickets, all the snacks, and got them front row seats. Roxas was impressed, but no in love. The date ended and they talked about the movie as Axel drove him home. When they arrived, Axel asked him out again. Roxas would have said no, if the night had gone the way he planned, with him coming home with rope burns and orders to him mom to call the police. But the night had gone better than he had planned so he agreed.

They dated for about 3 months before they became official. Axel had no intention to keep it a secret. He took every chance he could get to make out or flirt with Roxas, home or hallway. This time people did call them names that made Roxas feel a bit shameful, but Axel fixed that with a few broken noses and a month's worth of detention. Axel at first seemed like a stereotypical bad boy, but he was actually pretty sweet and a gentleman personally. He never forced anything on Roxas and they only had sex when Roxas said it was okay And Axel made sure to take him out to a nice dinner and over to a nice hotel. Even when he made out with him in public, Roxas rarely opposed. There was a strange excitement to the feeling of everyone watching you with unbelieving eyes that made Roxas exited. He felt horrible for it, but he almost always loved it when Axel would push him against the lockers and take his lips passionately when nobody was looking. Roxas knew he was turning into a monster, and he sort of loved it.

It was through Axel that he became closer to Riku. The two became friends quickly and soon, Sora, Riku, Axel, and Roxas started hanging out on a regular basis. They were as close as could be until they all had to move out, but even at first they still arranged get togethers to go to a movie or get lunch. They weren't as close as they were now, but they still were good friends.

Roxas found himself at the end of his reminiscing and remembered the reality he was currently in: his brother was drunk and asleep, he was trying to get him to wake up, and Axel was probably wondering why he wasn't picking up. Where Roxas found the time to go into a reflection of his life he had no idea. He went back to the task at hand.

"Hey Sora," he said loudly, shaking the boy, "Wake up. C'mon ya drunk, wake up already!"

After a lot of shaking, Sora's eyes finally fluttered open. When he viewed Riku through his hazy eyes, he grinned a goofy grin. "Morning, Roxy~"

"It's not morning, bro, its night. And you're drunk. C'mon, take off your cloths so I can get you to bed."

Sora gave Roxas an interesting look. "Ohoh, I didn't know you were into that sort of thing, Roxy."

Roxas could have smacked him, but he would already have enough of a headache tomorrow. "Just take off your shirt, Idiot. I'm trying to help—"

Sora suddenly found strength that materialized from nothing and pulled Roxas down so that he tumbled over him and collapsed in bed beside him. Before Roxas could recover, Sora got up and pinned him down, straddling him at the waist. Roxas couldn't find thoughts for a second; he was still a bit dumbfounded. His brother was on top of his, pinning him down, giving him a provocative look that he had only seen in Axel's eyes before.

"I've got a better idea," he said, tracing a finger down Roxas' chest.

"I'm not liking where this is going," Roxas said, trying to wiggle his way out.

Sora swooped for his ear and whispered in a slur, "Let's have sex, Roxy~!"