Author's Note: No, Kairi has not told her parents everything, for whatever reason. Or, perhaps it is because Riku just feels that he needs to tell his mother everything. I haven't really looked too far into that. I was just going with what they were giving me. Yes, Sora does have a temper when he needs to.
Which, reminds me, I have a site up for all of this, it's h t t p s : / / m a g i k s a t p v e r s e . p o s t e r o u s . c o m /. There, hopefully I've gotten through fanfic's filter. Obviously, take out the spaces. I've got some charrie specs for you that'll be new information. *dances excitedly*
Anyway, moving on to Sora and Roxas' chapter. Roxas makes me laugh.
"Just because you've been in my heart doesn't mean that I haven't been in yours as well."
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"Hmm, I guess no one's awake," Sora said as he and Roxas quietly let themselves in. "Oh well, I won't wake them."
Almost instinctively, Sora walked to the kitchen. Roxas followed after.
"Are you hungry?" Sora asked, opening the fridge.
"Dude, how could you be hungry after all that food Aerith and Cid gave us?"
Sora shrugged. "I'm just hoping there's pork in here. Mom's pork is amazing! You remember it, don't you?"
"Uh, no."
"Oh yeah, you didn't start really waking up until Xion started being mentioned," Sora said, rummaging through the fridge.
"I helped you with your Mark of Mastery Exam," Roxas argued.
"Yeah, after Riku said something that made you think of Xion, or a time that revolved around her at least. Yes! Pork!"
"How did you know that…" Roxas began, ignoring Sora's food-related exclamation.
"Just because you've been in my heart doesn't mean that I haven't been in yours as well," Sora said, struggling to open the container of pork.
"Dude, that didn't even make sense."
Sora stuck his tongue out, but more out of frustration at the container than at Roxas' claim. That stubborn lid was the only thing keeping him from his mother's cooking. And, well, temperature. But he could eat it cold, he'd eaten stranger things.
"Sora, is that you?" came the voice of Sora's father as he came down the hallway.
"Hey, Dad," Sora said, finally getting the container open. "I didn't want to wake you."
"You could get us up at any hour after you come home for all we care, and it isn't even all that late."
Sora shrugged.
"Who's this?" Sora's dad asked, nodding to Roxas.
"This is my friend, Roxas," Sora said. "Do you think he could stay with us?"
Sora's dad's eyebrows furrowed. "What happened to your home?" he asked Roxas.
At the word "home," Roxas immediately thought of Twilight Town. He was saddened by the fact that he really didn't have a house there—like he did in the simulated one.
"Bleak place," Sora replied, thinking instead of The World That Never Was. "Wouldn't want to live there myself if there was another option."
"I promise I won't be any trouble," Roxas said, hurriedly. "I'll clean up after myself; I'll…uh…take care of any Heartless problems you have…"
There was a sparkle of energy around his hand as he thought about summoning his Keyblade.
"Dude, we don't have Heartless here," Sora said, looking down at the now-open container of pork that he had yet to do anything else with. "The last time I saw Heartless here was right before this world fell into darkness. And that probably won't happen again."
He frowned, but whether it was at the thought of Destiny Islands falling into darkness (and why it fell into darkness) or the pork, Roxas and Sora's father were unsure.
Sora turned and put the entire container in the microwave to heat it up.
"Don't let your mother see you do that," Sora's father cautioned.
Sora made a face. "So can Roxas stay?'
"I don't particularly see a problem with it. I think we still have a cot up in the attic from when Riku would stay over. I'll go get that—and your mother while I'm at it."
"Sounds good, Dad, thanks!"
"Yes, thank you," Roxas added.
Sora's father nodded. "It's good to have you home, son."
"It's good to be home."
Sora's dad headed off down the hallway just as the microwave beeped.
Sora cheered slightly and grabbed a fork.
"Want some?" he asked, offering the container out to Roxas.
"No thanks."
"Suit yourself," Sora said, digging in.
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When Sora's mother came running down the hall to greet her son, Sora was in the middle of gnawing on a piece of pork and Roxas was too busy laughing at him to even offer to get a knife for him.
"You're home!" Sora's mother exclaimed, wrapping her arms around him, knocking the pork out of his hands. Roxas caught it and hesitantly took a bite.
"Hi, Mom," Sora said, grinning.
"You've grown!" she said. She reached up and patted down his hair. "No, it's not just the hair, you've grown!"
"Really?" Sora asked, running a hand through his hair. "Riku's still taller than me though."
"Riku will always be taller than you, dear," she chided. "I see you've found my pork!"
"Uh-huh!" Sora nodded. "Hey! I was eating that!"
"You did offer it to me," Roxas replied with a shrug.
"So," Sora's mother said, turning to look at Roxas. "Tell me about yourself. How'd you come to be here?"
"Well," Roxas said, handing the pork back to Sora. "I'm best friends with a fugitive of the Organization we just took down—again. My girlfriend's a replica. I took a Keyblade to my former boss to rid the universe of him forever. I have come to the conclusion that I want to go retrieve my sea-shell collection from The World That Never Was. And me and Sora are kind of like two sides of the same coin. My goodness, my life is a soap opera!"
Roxas feigned shock and heartbrokenness as Sora and his mother gaped at the blonde. Without even turning to her son, Sora's mother reached over and closed Sora's open mouth.
Roxas laughed. "You should see your guys' faces! No wonder Axel had such a good time saying stuff like that to me and Xion."
"Explain this to me, please," Sora's mother said. "How do you know my son?"
"Well, the reason why I even exist in the first place is because Sora thought it would be a great idea to stab himself in the heart with a Keyblade to save Kairi," Roxas replied, shrugging.
"You never mentioned that bit," Sora's mother said, narrowing her eyes at Sora.
Sora laughed nervously. "It wasn't too drastic! I was maybe a Heartless for ten minutes, I'm fine now!"
She kneaded her forehead with her knuckles.
"So, what does that make you?" she asked, looking at Roxas.
"Well, I was a Nobody. And then I wasn't, and now I'm sort of a Replica, I guess. Sheesh, my life is kind of a soap opera. It gets even more special when you include Namine!"
Sora laughed.
"I'm still not getting all of it," Sora's mother said, frowning. "You can explain it to me tomorrow."
"That sounds like a great idea," Sora said. "Then I can have you meet Namine and Xion too! And Axel, if he hung around."
"I distinctly remember me and Xion telling him not to burn down the inn."
Sora's father joined them again.
"I finished setting up the bed in Sora's room," he said.
"Cool!"
"Thanks!"
"So, tell me the most exciting thing that happened," he said. "You can fill us in on the rest later."
"Well, Riku and I both passed our Mark of Mastery exam," Sora said.
"I don't think that's the most exciting," Roxas said, leaning back against the counter.
"We defeated Xehanort," Sora said.
Roxas shook his head.
Sora bit his lip, thinking. "We…"
"Still not it."
Sora frowned, wondering how Roxas even knew what he was going to say.
"Well, Roxas, what do you think is the most exciting thing we did?"
Roxas laughed. "Well, for you, it would be that you and Kairi finally got together."
Sora flushed and grinned simultaneously.
"Finally," Sora's father coughed.
"I'm so happy for you!" his mother said.
"What about you, then?" Sora asked.
"I got Xion back," Roxas said with a grin.
"I hate to break up the moment," Sora's dad said. "But would you kindly tell me what you did to your hand?"
Sora looked down at his bandaged hand and grinned sheepishly.