Summary: Takes place after "Who you Come Home To" Riku stops drinking but things don't get any better, so Sora decides to take his life into his own hands. With the help of Roxas and Axel things almost are better than before, almost. Multi-Chaptered 2/3. Sora/Riku, Axel/Roxas, Axel/Sora, Sora/Roxas, Axel/Sora/Roxas.
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Fracture
Chapter 2: Break
By: Kane's Light
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Several months later and Sora is standing in the grocery line waiting for the man in front of him to be done when he is shoved into the unsuspecting man by the person behind him. He apologizes quickly to the disgruntled man and turns to look at the one who pushed him.
His words die on his lips and he looks at an abashed Wakka carrying a basket of baby formula and some diapers.
"Wha-"
"Sora! Long time no see," the other man pats him on the back and Sora suddenly remembers he has something he must do. He drops his food and rushes out of the store with Wakka's protests ringing loudly through his brain.
He returns home and the couch is as comfortable as ever, even with Axel already on it.
"Bad day?" the red head asks and shifts just enough so Sora doesn't have to rest his entire weight against his companion.
He nods his head and Axel scratches at the younger boy's scalp, "Roxas will be home in a bit, then maybe you two can play Candy Land or something." Sora lifts his head enough to glare at Axel but then figures it is a losing battle any way.
"You're a jerk," and Sora feels much better.
"Thank you, love," he replies with a wink and suddenly Sora doesn't feel so vindictive.
"Whatever," he manages and he blushes lightly, "Roxas must be insane."
"He was dropped on his head as a baby, you know?" Axel hums thoughtfully and then offers another uniquely Axel suggestion, "and there was this one time with the vacuum cleaner..." Sora buries his head under the couch cushions.
Axel continues to describe in rapt detail a few of their more interesting trysts and through all the blushing and occasional squeaks Sora forgets he is supposed to be hurting.
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It had been a full year since Sora had moved out and he had stopped listening to all the rumors. Roxas was laying sprawled out on his bed and Sora was resting his head against the other's stomach when Axel decided he wanted to cuddle too.
By cuddle Axel meant take over the whole bed and leave Roxas and Sora tangled up on the floor.
Sora had offered to move out a few months ago but neither of his friends would hear of it and as a result he now was part of their odd relationship. Granted they hadn't actually done anything relationship wise but the companionship was there and Sora was regaining some of that elusive happiness.
"Soooora," Axel whined, "I'm cold."
Roxas snorted and threw the blanket that had toppled off the bed with them onto the pouting red-head.
"Shouldn't have pushed us off and don't you for one second think that Sora's kinder nature will result in anything for you." Roxas stuck his tongue out and Axel pretended to be hurt. In the end the matter was solved by Axel rolling off the bed and onto the still tangled pair. The blanket followed and it was really very warm.
Even if Sora found it a bit difficult to breathe.
"Axel you're heavy get off," Sora's muffled words were nearly lost.
"What did he say?" Axel poked the still muffling brunette.
"He said move your fat ass," which resulted in false cries of misery from Axel and full out laughter from Sora.
Eventually they moved back onto the bed and Sora couldn't remember ever feeling more at home.
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Sora got his first kiss since Riku from Axel.
They were laughing and playing some video game that had too much death to be fun when Axel suddenly declared that his stomach was louder than the game.
Of course being Axel he had demanded ice cream instead of a rational meal to fill his empty belly and together they had found all the ice cream in the house and made quite an intimidating sundae. Axel dove in first and Sora was too busy laughing to actually lift the spoon to his mouth.
"There's nothing funny about a starving man, Sora," Axel had said quite seriously in a momentary pause in his devouring and Sora may have been able to take him seriously if it hadn't have been for the patch of strawberry ice cream dripping down the side of his face. Sora was still laughing when Axel started smearing chocolate ice cream around his mouth.
"Come on Axel I was laughing with you honestly," Sora gasped around a mouthful of chocolate.
"Liar," Axel declared, "you've hurt me one too many times, love."
By the time Axel was done smearing and Sora was done laughing they were both cold, sweet, and sticky.
"Drama Queen," Sora muttered and Axel simply winked at him, "how are we going to get all this cleaned up by the time Roxas gets home?" Axel had looked at him for one contemplative moment, which was saying a lot for his nonexistent attention span, and had pounced.
"Ugh, that's so gross," Sora nearly squealed as he pushed himself away from the licking red-head. He continued to squirm away until his back met solid wall.
"I win," Axel proclaimed and with that said he had planted a sloppy kiss against Sora's frozen lips. He had used an insane amount of saliva and Sora had nearly choked from shock, by the time he was through.
Axel stepped back to admire his deliciously squirming bundle.
"Brown is soooooo your color, Sora," and Sora's soft growl of indignation was muffled by the incessant and saliva free lips of his companion.
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His second kiss had come from a very curious Roxas not much later.
Together Axel and himself had managed to clean up most of the kitchen and Sora had left Axel to finish up because "you started it" and had grabbed a towel on the way to their shared shower. He was still sticky and cold and a nice warm shower was all he really needed.
Axel's kissing skills had nothing to do it.
It the end he had gotten his shower and after he was finally cleaned; he turned the water icy and let the water work its magic. Eventually he stepped out the shower, dried off, and tied the towel securely around his waist. He walked out of the bathroom and into a very smug Axel.
"Why are ya so cold Sooora?" Axel smirked at the shivering brunette and ruffled his still wet locks, and when he received only a slightly unimpressed glare he continued with a sing-songed "Roxas wants to talk to you," as he practically pranced down the hall.
If Roxas was home Sora must have spent more time than he thought in the shower. He groaned and went to grab some shorts and a shirt to throw on.
Oh the things Axel's over imaginative mouth must have told him.
When he walked back past the bathroom he heard the shower going and Axel's voice singing some bizarre song in a high pitched off key voice. Sora then decided that sex in the shower was over-rated and that Axel could use some singing lessons.
"Hey Sora, do you have any idea why our kitchen is so sticky?" Roxas asked as Sora half heartedly attempted to sneak past the kitchen.
"Nope," he smiled sheepishly as he pulled at his still dripping bangs, "why?"
"Well Axel said something about an ice cream party..." Roxas trailed off looking meaningfully at the fidgeting brunet.
"I don't remember there being a party," Sora slowly pronounced each syllable of his statement and decided he was a terrible liar while doing so.
"You know I read somewhere that the more someone lies the bigger their nose gets."
"I think that was Pinocchio."
"I think you're right..." and they both had to smile at that, "but the message was pretty clear, you know, lying equals wrong."
"Yeah, but Walt Disney never met Axel," and everything was alright again, not that it hadn't been since he was welcomed into their strange lives. Roxas was laughing and Sora was smiling and it was actually starting to feel more like a home than any other place had.
"But seriously, Sora, what did you two do with all the ice cream?" Roxas asked as he sat down at the table.
"Well, Axel ate most of it," Sora replied while joining his friend, "the rest ended up on the floor, and the walls, and on him, and me I guess."
"Uh-huh, and that's all? You guess?" Roxas was smirking now and Sora's face was on fire. It shouldn't have been such a big deal, and really he shouldn't be blushing this much, but it was different with Axel, with Roxas. They always remembered who he was...
"Yup that's all," Sora nearly chirped and then winced visibly at his lack of lying ability, maybe it wasn't such a good thing after all.
Roxas picked up a spoon Axel had neglected to put away and began to twirl it between his fingers.
"No steaming hot kiss that melted all the ice cream in the house and resulted in a desperate mop fest to clean it all up before I got home? There was no licking each other clean, of course out of duty to look nice for me, after most of the mess was gone? Oh and of course there was no last minute timid excuses on your part to escape to the bathroom so I wouldn't be shocked at the turn of events?" He dropped the spoon with an ear shattering clatter and leaned across the table so only a few inches separated the two, "There was none of that, huh?"
Sora forgot to breathe and that resulted in several awkward moments of gasping and chocking.
"Axel thinks too much," Sora finally muttered and with an almost tender smile Roxas agreed.
"So, Sora?" Roxas began with his lips closer than ever, "what really happened?"
Sora looked away from startling blue eyes to pale blue linoleum and then back again. He scratched at the back of his head and opened to his as Roxas decided he didn't need to wait for an answer.
It was different from Axel whose lips were slightly chapped and completely demanding. But it was different from Riku with his too sloppy kisses and harsh nips. It was just different, and Sora figured he liked Roxas' softly pressing lips that were obviously growing impatient, so Sora did the only thing he could do. Sora kissed back...
...and that was the scene that Axel, still toweling his flaming hair, walked into.
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A/N: So a little more of the old Sora is coming back...strange how these things happen, huh?