A/N: Thanks to all who reviewed this story. Love you guys! Again, this fic is incest yaoi Sora/Roxas. If this makes you feel uncomfortable, please just stay away from it then. I'm a slow writer but I'll try update a.s.a. I can. Oh, also sorry for the typos. Me and my poor vision. If you spot any typos and mistakes, please don't hesitate to tell me. Thanks!

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Forze de male

03

Police office is no strange place to me. This is a place I visited (not in that sense) often ever since I was a kid. I never thought of a day I would come here as a suspect. Basically I knew everyone and everyone in this office knew me, always treating me as their little brother. I guess it was weird for everyone to face this awkward situation, as I was a suspect of murder now.

Leon and Cloud asked me a bunch of questions and I answered them. When they asked me for alibi, I froze. Now thinking about it, I did not really remember what I was doing at the time they said the murder happened. No, I didn't remember. My memory was fuzzy. I thought I was sleeping at home…probably – that's what I told them. Now it sounds even more suspicious right? Yes that's right. I didn't have any valid alibi either. It was almost true when Leon said the evidence was all against me at this point.

Speaking of evidence, that so-called witness, Saix, that blue-haired scarred bastard! When I learned it was him giving accusation against me of killing Axel, I just knew I was framed! This was a setup without a doubt! I was almost sure that "someone" transferred the evil to me. But I didn't have any evidence. Fuck.

To be honest, I did say it aloud once that I wanted to kill that SOB redhead. But that's just some crap slipping out of your mouth when you're most pissed. I didn't mean I'd do it in action. I also often ranted about how I would like to kill those bastards who kidnapped and murdered my little sister Namine. But that's just ranting, nothing more. Being brought up in a cop family, I know it well individual can not judge the criminals no matter how justified you are. Lynching is illegal. I would be no better than those scums if I ever did that.

But I have to admit one fact. When I learned about the redhead's death, I rejoiced. OK, I was more than happy over the news.

Somehow I knew, I lost my sense of justice at that very moment when I was cheering over the redhead's death. It was heartless. It was unacceptable. But I couldn't help. I was corrupted, full of myself. Dark emotions took over me, corrupting my heart. The negative emotion people call "Jealousy" has already tainted my heart. Even though I didn't kill the redhead with my own hands, I couldn't say I was "innocent" either. I almost felt it was my punishment, being arrested by my own friends who were like big brothers to me.

The next day after I got arrested, Roxas came to visit me. I lost sleep the night before. I couldn't stop wondering what Roxas's reaction would be since I killed…no, I was accused of killing Axel. The bitterness was eating me inside whenever I thought about…them. I asked myself again and again, if it was for Roxas, would I go that far to kill another human being just for him? I had to be honest to myself, my answer was yes. I probably would do anything, if it was for him…for him…

But still, I knew I didn't kill the redhead. No I didn't. It was not me!

Much to my surprise, Roxas was in his usual cool and calm self when he met me. But I still could see the worries hiding in his ocean-blue eyes, or was that just my wishful illusion? The thinking that he was actually worrying about me somehow comforted my restless heart. But soon, a much deeper anxiety engulfed me again. What if he thought I was the murder just like the others? What if he didn't believe me that I didn't kill his lover? What if he didn't trust me? Frankly I didn't care much if the whole world decided not to believe me. But not him. I couldn't take it if he turned his back on me just like the others! I would fall apart if he didn't trust me. I would go insane.

"I didn't kill him! Believe me Roxas! I didn't do that! Please trust me!"

"I know. Calm down Sora, you need to calm down. I trust you."

"You…really believe me?"

I couldn't help but raised my volume, surprised by his words. Cloud, who was sitting over the other corner of the room watching us, made couple of dry coughs to remind me not to over-react. My meeting with Roxas did not follow a standard protocol. It was actually not allowed in this way. My old man was a quite inflexible old-fashioned man. But other people in this office treated me nicely and gave me as much "special treatment" as they could since I always have had good connections with them. But again, this couldn't go too far.

"… …"

His momentary silence made me nervous even more. I could feel my palms wet from sweating as I fisted my hands tight.

"No. You are not the one who did the killing. I believe Sora would never do such a thing."

I couldn't help but felt odd upon hearing his words. Somehow his wording and his tone gave me this weird feeling that it was almost like…almost like he knew who the murder was.

"Listen, Sora," Roxas suddenly lowered his voice, obviously not wanting Cloud, who was drinking his coffee over there, to hear us from here on. "They've asked me where you were at the time of the crime. I told them you were playing PS3 with me at home and then you fell asleep halfway 'coz you were worn out that day from school. Even though family member's testimony cannot be taken as solid alibi evidence, but still, just remember what I've told them and be consistence with me if they ever ask you again. You get it?"

I took a deep breath. I couldn't believe myself hearing what Roxas was saying right now. I couldn't get rid of that weird feeling, again, that somehow he knew the fact that I didn't have a clear memory about that day. And all this playing video games thing, was it really what happened? Or was he just making that up? How come I just simply couldn't recall what happened in that night? Except for the fuzzy memory of sleeping at home on my own bed in the end, I could recall nothing else. So fucking frustrating.

"Yeah, I told them I was sleeping at home. That's all what I can remember anyway."

"Okay then. Just keep in minds that if they ever ask the question again, tell them you were playing with me. Anyways. Just keep it consistent." He nodded. I almost chilled at his calmness. If I remember the word correctly, wasn't this called something like "confession in collusion"? Why the hell was he helping me doing this? What's more, he seemed to be way too calm over the death of that redhead. Why? Was he not angered? Not grieved? How could he act so normal like nothing happened to his lover at all?

"Why are you helping me? You never think the possibility that maybe I AM the murder after all? "

He looked at me with confusion; slowly he shook his head, "No. You didn't do it. I mean, I trust you didn't kill Axel."

That weird feeling raised again. Something in his words…I just couldn't figure it out yet but I knew something was not quite right. Meanwhile, when that name coming out from his lips, I tasted bitterness, again. Dark emotions waving inside me, I couldn't suppress my dark impulse to say something I knew I would regret to hell later.

"How can you trust me so sure? You know how much I hate that bastard, don't you! So what if I was the one who killed him? Would you do then – "

"Sora, stop!" He frowned, tired to stop me from saying more. But I didn't want to stop. I wanted to say everything on my mind as the dark emotions taking over me again.

"Whoever killed that redhead, I should thank the guy and shake hands with him! Now that bastard could never ever make use of you again! He deserved it. That asshole fucking deserved it!"

"Sora, shut your mouth, say no more!"

"Why? Does it hurt you? You feel hurt because of his death? C'mon Roxas. Forget about him! Now you can finally find someone else way better than that jerk. Don't you think his death is a fucking good news? Hahahah!"

"Goddammit Sora! How many times do I have to tell you this? Axel and I were not what you think we were for god's sake!"

I was a bit stunned as he cursed. How angry would he be, that would make him curse?

But I couldn't make myself to believe his words. My sanity was gone, sunken into my own sick dark emotions. For a moment I began to believe maybe I did kill him after all, just that I didn't remember the fact that I did it. Ha, how pathetic it sounds! Where's that kind gentle Sora who's always nice to everyone? Where's that Sora who hates evil and injustice with passion? This Sora now would insult a dead man because of personal spites. This Sora would say insensitive things towards others to intentionally hurt them. Just because I was jealous…

Fuck! Why am I like this now? Since when I became like this?

"Listen Sora, if you wanna get out of here as soon as possible, then just shut up your mouth. Don't say any stupid things anymore!"

Roxas struck the table angrily as he stood up. The loud bang sound somehow stopped me from losing my mind further. Cloud, obviously heard the noise too, put down his coffee and ran to us.

If he ever heard our conversation just now…great, they would have my motive for the killing then.

"I have to leave now. Cloud, please take care of Sora. Looks like he's a bit out of his mind. Guess he still can't take on the fact he's under arrest now. Could you take care of him for me?"

Roxas glared at me coldly. The way he talked to Cloud was almost like he was the elder brother rather than I was.

He's leaving. My head cooled off a bit when I heard those words. I regretted deeply for what I've just said to him. I said sorry to him. I was really really sorry for what I've done. I didn't even think I deserve his forgiveness. But I wished he could stay a bit longer. I wished he could stay with me…forever.

I couldn't read the emotions in his eyes after I said my apologies. His cold glare softened. Those beautiful ocean-blue eyes were flashing with something I couldn't explain well in words. Was it "guilty" in his eyes? Why guilty? I was supposed to be one who should feel guilty! Was it "pain" in his eyes? Yes…I caused pains to him. It's all my fault. And…was it also "love" there? Love…I wanted to fool myself as mush as possible, but this one was beyond ridiculousness. He could never love me…in the same way I love him.

He didn't say anything before leaving. He left the room silently following after Cloud. Watching his back as he leaving, I knew I couldn't deny this to myself any more as my heart aching like bitch. I've been in denial for too long. But I couldn't deny this any longer. I knew I couldn't deny this forbidden feeling towards my own brother any longer.

I threw myself back into the chair, buried my face into my palms in deep frustration.

Fuck it. Why does all this have to happen? Why am I like this now?