Reflection

Pupp3t Mast00r Original Story

Disclaimer: Me no own, you no be dumb.

Warning: I don't know…

Inspiration: You will NEVER believe this… Bear in the Big Blue House. I swear it was like... shocking to me.

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I woke up with the bed slightly tilting towards me and an annoyed grunt on the other side of the room. Odd. No one else came in he—Oh… right Roxas. How could I forget that cute little fuzz bucket? I sat up and watched his skinny frame wriggling into a shirt that was much too small for him. He tried this for a long time before I had to go and pull it off of him. He stared dumbly at the floor before turning to me and giving a small yelp of surprise and covering his bare chest.

I looked at him with a slightly amused expression on my face, "Would you mind picking out a shirt that doesn't make you look like a man-whore?"

He frowned at me but walked over to the drawers and picked out a baggy shirt with a logo or something on it. I nodded and slung the shirt over my shoulder and walked out. "HEY! Dem! My shirt!" The dirty blonde ran after me and tried to grab it from my hands. However I had it held up too high for him to get it.

I did this for a while before losing interest and dropping the shirt on his head. "I'ma go check on Riku and Sora, m'kay?" I did, with Roxas tailing me like a dog. I opened the door hesitantly to see the two STILL sleeping. Well… figures, they would have horrible hangovers. I crawled in and looked around. There, on the couch, were the two forms of Riku and Sora… naked. I sniggered happily and tried not to be a pervert. Roxas came up behind me and stared. I heard him mumble incoherently but decided to ignore it, thinking that it was something about being smaller. 'Mmh… what if I found out?' I smirked inwardly before shaking my head and pushing that thought away.

I sighed and found a cover to pull up over them. Before I did I got a good look at the way they were held together. Sora was pressed into the back of the couch by Riku who had himself positioned behind Sora, in a spoon position. God knows what they did last night and a few ideas ran through my head. I sighed and reluctantly pulled the covers over them, deciding that I'd watch them for the night. I ushered Roxas out, much to his dismay, and positioned myself in front of the couch, determined to wait as long as I could.

I didn't have long to wait. Sora woke up first and turned over, only to face Riku's sleeping form. His face had the look of a 5-year-old who had just been busted for stealing candy from his mom's candy jar. I was afraid he'd scream, but he didn't and he curled into Riku's chest.

Riku woke up after Sora, who had gone back to sleep (like the lazy bum he is), and sat up. The cover pulled off of Sora, revealing his chest. Riku didn't move and went rigid, obviously remembering the day. Riku's eyes moved down Sora's form, he could see more then I could, and he winced. I sighed unhappily, that wince wasn't good. 'Or maybe.' I though, perking up, 'that wince is only his was of caring about how Sora is going to feel when he wakes up.' I thought fast, words and sentences scrambling in my mind. This was my one chance to make Sora happy.

I had to leave soon. I didn't know why or when or how, but I did. It's a subconscious thing; you just feel it. And my past experience has told me to listen to my subconscious. I sighed and watched Riku groan, lying back down. He grasped at his head, obviously feeling signs of a migraine.

I snorted and watched Sora wake up, looking up at Riku's face with a look of innocence. I swear, that boy could've woken up in his mom's bed and STILL look innocent. "Mmh… Hey Riku. G'morning," Sora mumbled through sleep.

Riku stared at the boy as if he had said the most ridiculous thing in the world. He sighed, "Sora, you just woke up after being drunk and having… spending the night with me, and all you can say is 'G'morning'?"

Sora looked confused, "But that's the polite thing to do… Even after sex you're supposed to be polite…" I almost died of laughter; this kid was too funny.

Riku snorted and looked a little unsure, "But… You're not mad?"

Sora raised an eyebrow before it dawned on him; Riku was worried about him. He gripped Riku's waist and snuggled into his chest, "Of course not silly! I just had the best night of my life and you're still here. Why would I be mad?"

Riku rubbed his head uncertainly and I felt an itching need to slap him, "I… well, I was sure you'd be a little… surprised. And that you would've left… But you… didn't? You're all right?" Riku looked down at the boy, looking concerned but relieved.

Sora nodded, not looking up, "Yes, Riku. I've always been all right with you here. I love you."

I resisted the urge to cry: this was too mushy for my own well-being. Riku nodded, he was obviously trying the same thing I was. "I love you too Sora." By this time they had dressed and cuddled together, watching TV lazily. My eyes hurt from holding in tears but I knew this time I really had to go. So I got up, kissed Sora on the cheek, and opened the door. Roxas was there, listening to everything. He feigned a look of innocence before noticing my crestfallen look.

"Dem… what's wrong?" He tiled his head, causing his spikes to tilt as well.

I sighed and forced a small smile on my lips, "I… gotta go. Take care of Sora will you? Tell him I send love."

Roxas shared my saddened look before grabbing my neck and hugging me tight. I was surprised at first but shared the hug, happy to have someone care. It was lonely when no one could touch you, I guess Roxas changed that. And the feeling that pounded against my heart when he was close must've meant something. I had ignored it, forgetting the way it felt after so long. We broke apart and I gave him a chaste kiss, knowing this was not the time to be getting hung up in some boy. He tried to go further but I shook my head, tears streaking my face, "I'm sorry… I've gotta go."

With that Roxas clutched at empty air, crying slightly. He sighed, forcing himself to let go of the wild pounding in his heart. He wouldn't see me again, would he? Besides, he'd find someone else. Plenty of fish in the sea, right? I didn't tell him, but I could've taken him with me. As tempted as I was I made him stay there; I needed him to take care of Sora and Riku. I'd visit him, in my dreams; give him something to hold on too. Maybe it was really for me, I was interfering with his life and chances to move on if I did talk to him through dreams. But I needed that. Maybe, since we lived on the same mental plane, I could see him again. He had an earth-line though; Sora. Although I was connected to Sora I knew there was no way for me to come back through him. Only Roxas could do that. I sighed and gave into the tugging, feeling myself slip into a dark sleep.

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Roxas stood there for a long time before opening the door and walking in on the two, "You guys have fun?" Roxas could feel his voice shaking but the others didn't. His face was still sticky from tears and his eyes felt hollow and dry.

Sora and Riku nodded, "Yea." They didn't look up and Roxas felt glad for it. They continued to watch TV, each battling a hangover.

Roxas nodded as well, walking out of the room to sulk in his bedroom. 'Our bedroom,' he thought glumly.

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Awww, RoxasxOOC pairing! I love it! I'll make a sequel to this, but I really needed it out of the way to finish Last Judgment, or else I'd get far behind on the updates. Sorry! Double sorry if it seems rush! I did check over it this time but I don't have a beta-writer. I just put down what I thinking, check it, and put it up. That's me.