A/N: Well, here's another one. Fuck. SOME PEOPLE certainly like to push at me. I mean, I was gonna post periodically, y'know? Just so I'd have time. But no. No, that's not good enough. Baugh, here you go! Spoiled brat.
Well, it certainly is changing quite a lot, quite fast, isn't it? But it just happened.
Disclaimer: Don't own anything, yo.
"Now, wake up."
And for the first time in what feels like forever, he shoots up in bed, letting out a gasp. The voice does not belong to him, he notices right away... but to Sora. He raises up a tan, long-fingered hand.
"Oh.."
He's in Sora's body. In control of Sora's body. As he continues to stare, a small chuckle sounds-- also Sora's voice.
"Sora?"
The voice giggles again. "First time I've heard my own voice call my name. Heh!"
"I thought you were tired," he thinks sourly, this time hearing his own voice.
"Watching is more fun. Besides, I'm feeling better already!" He can practically see Sora's grin turn into a shy smile. "It's nice to know you care, Roxas."
Grinding his teeth. "I don't," he grunts bitterly. He stands up, looking over at the clock. "It's six thirty," he intones.
"Augh!" Sora yells, and seems to accidentally take back control for a moment, his arms flailing above his head and tearing at his hair. "NO! We're gonna be late if we take too long! Quick Roxas! To the shower!"
"Stop bossing me around!" he grumps, moving sluggishly. He's never been a morning person.
"Rox-asssss," Sora whines. "C'mon!" He pushes lightly against Roxas's control, making him stumble forward a bit. Roxas is annoyed; Sora has a stronger will than he does.
"I'm going," he snaps. Sora chuckles. "Go to sleep or something... You're so... annoying." The brunette laughs again.
"I'm not annoying. I'm cute."
"Says you."
"Times a-wasting, Roxas! We gotta shower!"
"Fine, fine!" He throws his hands up in aggravation and moves out of the room and down the hall towards the bathroom, only stopping once to realize that he'll be seeing Sora's naked body -- a thought he blocks off from Sora, not surprisingly. It's not that he hasn't seen Sora naked before -- he'd woken up once while Sora was in the shower -- but this would different. He would be experiencing Sora naked. Washing his body for him and... He shivered a little. How very strange.
"What's strange?" Sora asked, mentally cocking his head to the side.
"Nothing. Don't worry about it."
He hears Sora make a sound that could be a yawn. "Okay... I'll see ya in a little. Showering is boring, and if I get to sleep in a little more..."
He must have fallen asleep, Roxas thinks, relieved, as he strips himself (Sora) bare.
Looking in the mirror speculatively, Roxas frowns. Sora is much darker than he is. And better built, despite Roxas's time with the Organization. His facial features are softer, however, and there is a small victory, until he remembers how many people love Sora. Roxas will always lose, there. He's only met two people for sure he knew loved him, and neither of them had hearts. And then -- he blushes a little, flustered -- then there's Sora. Sora said he loved him. So he has three people -- if you ignored the fact that two of them were dead.
He touches a hand to Sora's chest, glaring at his reflection half-heartedly. "What the hell is love, anyway?" He figures Sora should know the answer, only Sora is asleep, so he sighs and turns the spout before stepping into the warm water.
He's paranoid all through breakfast, as Sora's mother -- oddly perceptive woman -- stares at him speculatively.
"Sora, you seem... different today," she comments.
Roxas blinks, continuing to chew sloppily. He hadn't even thought about how Sora might eat. Is he really tidy? How odd. He puts down his fork. "I'm sorry. It's just so... good." He gives her a smile. "I missed your cooking."
She smiles, then, too. "I missed you, you silly boy. Now hurry up. Riku and Kairi will be here shortly."
"Okay, Mom."
She beams and nods. "Have a nice day at school, Sora."
"... Thank you."
Roxas wanders back upstairs and then leans on the window sill, so he can see when they're coming.
They arrive not shortly after, and though he is not surprised, he is a little annoyed to see Riku look up at him immediately, like he's caught a strange scent. Roxas glares a little before he remembers himself. All the same, he's not really sure how to react to his Other's friends.
Sora, however, fixes the problem, taking control for a brief moment, pushing the window open and leaning out. "Kairi! Riku!" he chirps, waving frantically. "Good morning!"
Kairi laughs sweetly and Riku looks confused for a second before smiling. Roxas can tell it's half-hearted.
"Jump out the window."
"What?" he asks, just to make sure he heard Sora right.
"Jump out the window!" Sora repeats, a grin in his voice.
"I thought that's what you said," Roxas sighs, looking down. It's not too far down, but still...
"If you take too long, they're gonna wonder," Sora reminds him. "Don't forget my bag."
"I won't," the blonde grumbles, slinging the ugly bright blue and orange thing over his shoulder. "Stop being such a..."
"Mother hen," Sora supplies. "Come on! Let's go!"
Roxas takes a second look. "You know you live on the second story, right?"
"Yeah, of course! I do it all the time, it's not bad at all! Besides, it's way safer than anything else I've ever done."
Roxas can't argue with him there, and he leaps out the window, landing gracefully -- almost too gracefully. Riku is staring at him again, way too speculative. The blonde sighs internally. It's going to be a long day.
And... there you go. But, now it'll be normal updates from now on. God, and Roxas hates Riku. This'll be fun, I've already got ideas....
See ya soon!