Hey there...sorry to everyone for making you wait so long...I decided to put up half of this chapter because I'm not finished typing the second half and I wanted to let you guys know this story was still alive... Thank you everyone who sent comments and stuff...I hope to get part two out as soon as possible! -

Kari-chan!

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Previously:

"Please, don't tell anyone…just please promise me!" he pleads over and over.

"Sora, you can't let her bully you!" Roxas's grip tightens on his shoulders. Nails begin to dig through Sora's hoodie. "You have to tell Riku! He'll make her stop!"

"Roxas…" the pain continues to increase.

"You have to do something!" he orders Sora.

"Roxas! You're hurting me!" Sora yells, pushing him away from Sora. Roxas shakes his head, trying to figure out what just happened. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to push you! You just scared me, I thought you were gonna hurt me! I'm so sorry!"

"Sora, calm down!" Roxas stand up and comforts him. "I didn't mean to over react, okay? Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."

"Roxas," Sora wraps his arms around him, embracing the blond.

"It's okay," he softly his hands around Sora's back. He looks down at the teen and looks into his eyes. Suddenly Sora leans up and their lips connect. Sora closes his eyes, balancing on his toes. Roxas stares at him, eyes widening as big as dinner plates. Why is she doing this?

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AND NOW:

Chapter 5

Uncovering the Truth? PART ONE

Sora's POV

I sit there, staring at nothing, my eyes on the brink of tears. Why did I do it? Why did I kiss him? Why am I so stupid? Popcorn lay on the ground, the bowl flipped over next to where I sit. His face…so horror-stricken…so broken. I look down at my hands in my lap, seeing water droplets fall onto them. I stand up to find Roxas a top of the stairs. His face is unreadable, not sad nor angry. I rub my tears away, feeling stupid for letting them slip. I'm not the one who should be crying…he should.

"Roxas…" I start, approaching the first step.

"Why'd you do it?" he asks, eyes still locked on me. "Why did you…" he struggles to say the word. "Kiss me? And don't lie to me."

"I…I…I don't want you to be friends with me…not this me," I manage to say.

"What do you mean?" Roxas eyes widen a little. "'Not this me.'"

"Can I trust you to keep a secret?" I fidget with my fingers trying to avoid his stare. "Can I believe that if I tell you something you'll never say anything about it to anyone?"

"Sora…" he starts. "Tell me…"

I touch my hat, gripping the slack, tightly. "Can I trust you?"

"Yes."

My hat slips off as my hair spikes out in all different directions, free of the barrier. "I'm not a girl…"

Roxas's mouth opens a little, staring at the REAL me. Not the girl that everyone was friends with but the boy underneath. "You're a…a…guy?"

"Yes," I clutch my hat close to my chest. "Can I still trust you, Roxas?"

"…" Roxas stares at me for a couple more seconds, as if scanning this information thoroughly. He stands up slowly, backing away from my sight. I hear a door close softly, and quiet murmuring through the upper floor.

I bite my lower lip, turning away from the stairs. I place my hat back on my head, tucking in the loose strands in my face. I walk out the front door. Maybe I should tell Riku too…if I tell him though…he won't accept me.

Roxas POV

I see her…him walk out of my house, head downcast. He walks in the direction of the town's center. Is that why he was crying about at the cafe? Did someone find out…? Kairi! She saw through his disguise. Even though Sora had lied that btch wasn't going to hurt someone else again. I pick up the phone and stab the digits into the phone, anger rising.

"Hello this is Kairi," she says in a sickly sweet tone. "Hi Roxas…"

Caller ID is evil!

"How could you do this to her?" I say, still playing along that I had no clue that Sora was really a "he". "What give you the right to make her cry, you-!"

"Why, Roxas…what ever do you mean?" Kairi says too innocently. "I merely just spoke to her…she must be making it up to separate our friendship ties…"

"Don't play dumb with me…nobody is your friend except yourself!" I say sharply.

"Roxas I'm hurt…" she sniffles. "I'll let you make it up by taking me out on a date."

"In your dreams!" I slam down the phone, furious with her. I have to go find Sora.

3rd POV

Sora walks down a road called Yearling Lane, hand in his pockets. The clouds are grey above him, rain barely drizzling down. As he begins to run his hand through his hair, the stupid cap stops him. Sora looks up and rips off his hat, storing it in his pocket. His hair shots out in all directions, once again stretching finally. He smiles to himself, feeling his hair bounce a little every time he takes a step. Finally he would be free, let all the lies melt away. But he would have to break it easy to Riku…it's not every day you find out the person you like isn't what they seem to be. A car pulls up beside him and he glances over his shoulder.

"Sora…" Roxas says. Sora looks away from him, turning onto another road.

"Sora, come back to my house…I won't tell anyone that you're…a guy, just come back," Roxas maneuvers his car to the road Sora walks on. "Please Sora…I'm sorry for overreacting…again."

Sora looks at Roxas over his shoulder and glares angrily at him.

"Leave me alone!" he bolts off into the nearby woods, causing Roxas to jump out of his car in pure instinct. He chases after the boy, catching up with him quickly. They run through the woods, running through thorns bushes, trees, and vines. Roxas trips over an uprooted tree trunk, letting Sora get a farther head start. Sora turns around to find Roxas getting up, brushing off the leaves that stuck to his face. Sora runs up a rather steep hill out to another neighbor hood. Roxas sees him disappear from sight over the hill. He sprints up, determined to catch up to Sora. Sora begins to slow down, exhausted from so much running. As Roxas tries to grab his hand, Sora sprints back through the woods. His arms flail a bit from stepping on an unstable rock.

"Leave me-!" Sora suddenly loses his footing, falling down the steep hill. At the bottom is a ravine with rocks and broken sticks emerging out of it like spikes.

"ROXAS!" he yells, desperately trying to grab a branch or vine. Sora clutches the ground, tears trickling down his cheeks. Roxas slides down the mountain a little, grabbing the trees and roots that stick out from the ground. He stretches out towards Sora, hand extended. Sora looks at Roxas, terror in his eyes as he tries to take Roxas's hand. The earth under Sora begins to give way causing Sora to recline.

"Take my hand Sora!" he screams, trying to get closer. Sora looks back up at Roxas and climbs slowly towards his hand. Their fingertips touch as Sora looses his footing, sliding away.

"NOOO!" Roxas jumps down from the perch and grabs Sora's hand. Sora's body goes limp, fainting from the near death experience. Roxas holds onto Sora's hand and the tree branch. He hoists Sora up and climbs up himself. Roxas breaths hard, looking over at Sora who lies there, in a deep sleep. Roxas places Sora's hood over his head in case he saw someone he knew. He picks up Sora, bridal style, and walks over to his car, unlocking it quickly. He places Sora in the back seat, laying him down and starts the car. As they continue back to Roxas's house, he hears Sora mumble something. "…Roxas…?"

"I'm here."

"Thank you…"

Roxas looks at Sora, seeing the teen's lips form into a small smile. He liked this Sora better.

As they arrive to Roxas's house, he looks back through his mirror to find Sora sleeping peacefully. His mouth parted a bit, chest rising and falling, hood slipping down showing his spiky bangs. Roxas, at first, decides to wake up Sora but as he reaches to touch his shoulder, Sora turns and faces him. Even if Sora was a guy, he was cute as any girl would want to be. Roxas carries Sora out his car and into his house. He places him on the couch, putting a blanket over him. Roxas smiles again at Sora's sleeping figure but turns away from him. Boy or girl, he wasn't supposed to get attached to him…Did he really like Sora in that way though? Would Sora return his feelings? And if he did, what about Riku? Would Riku see Sora the same way Roxas felt for Sora too? And if Riku did like Sora in that way…would he have to give up his feelings for Sora? Would they have to compete for his attention as if Sora were a trophy, an item to win? Too many confusing thoughts… He glances at the boy and reaches to touch Sora's cheek. The teen leans against Roxas's hand, like a kitten being stroked on its face. "Riku…"

Roxas whips his hand away from Sora as if the name that he had slipped out were painful. If Sora wanted Riku then so be it…If it makes Sora happy, after everything he's been through. He stands up and leaves Sora to sleep.

Sora wakes up, eyes peeking open. He puts a hand to his forehead, sighing deeply. His body ached from the chase earlier. Roxas had saved him…he risked his own life to save Sora's. Would Riku handle it like Roxas did? Sora closes his eyes again.

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"Riku?" Sora taps him on the shoulder, ready to tell him. Riku turns, smiling without a care in the world.

"Hm?"

"Riku…I have something I need to tell you," Sora looks up into those hypnotizing emerald green eyes.

"What is it, Sora?" Riku cocks his head to a side, curious of Sora's statement.

"I'm…I'm not a girl," Sora takes off Riku's hat, revealing the truth.

"You're a-a-a guy!" Riku backs up abruptly, seeing Sora's hair reach out to all directions.

"B-but this doesn't change anything between us, right? I'm still Sora, your friend," he tries to speak to calm Riku.

"B-But you-! You-You FAG!" Riku approaches Sora, pushing him to the ground. "You lied to me, you sick little fag!"

"Ri-Riku!" Sora begins to cry.

"Get Out of my HOUSE!"

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"No…" Sora opens his eyes again, afraid of his vision. No, Riku wouldn't act that way…would he? Why would it matter though…he has to leave anyway because of his mother…He takes out the picture from his pocket (forgot about that, didn't cha?). It was a picture of his mother, him, and his dad. "Dad…why did you have to die? You would have understood me…"

Sora folds up the picture and tucks the image into his back pocket. But what if Riku did act that way? Shun Sora from his life, could he handle it? It was hard enough to experience the hurt that Roxas had caused-Roxas!

"Roxas?" Sora sits up, scanning the room quickly of the blond. He glances over his shoulder, looking into the kitchen. He sees the teen, head down on the table wrapped in his arms. "Roxas?" Maybe he is sleeping?

"Hm?" Guess not.

"Um…you okay?" Sora stands up, approaching Roxas. He places a hand on Roxas's shoulder, smiling softly.

"I'm…I'm fine," Roxas looks up at him, returning the grin. A faint tinge of red spreads across Sora's face as he quickly looks away.

"Thank you for saving me," Sora says, sitting on a stool next to Roxas. "You risked your life to save me…even after I ran from you…"

"That's what friends do for each other, they help each other," Roxas studies his hands in front of him, not able to look at Sora. "I did what any true friend would do in a situation like that."

"Roxas…" Sora leans a little over the table to catch a glimpse of Roxas's face. "You're a really good friend…even though I lied to you, you still accept me. I wish people at Faith Valley could be as acceptable as you."

"What do you mean? You're staying in Destiny Islands?" Roxas laughs a little. "R-right?"

"I can't," Sora sadly states, leaning back to his original spot. "I have to go back or my mom…"

"What about your mother?" Roxas looks at Sora's uneasy expression.

"She hurts me…she drove me out here because I was dating a boy," Sora lets the truth slide out. "I could stay here but if I did, she'd somehow find where I am and take me away forever."

"Why don't you tell anyone?" Roxas persists. "You could be free of her if you tell the police."

"She'd get out somehow, find me," Sora sighs. "I'm sorry, Roxas."

"I'll tell someone, and then you'd never have to worry about her and stay with us on Destiny Islands," Roxas continues, trying to talk some sense into Sora. "I can't just let you get hurt knowing that I could have stopped it…"

"But you can't, Roxas," Sora snaps, yelling softly at him. "It won't work, okay? It'll never work…"

"Why not?" Roxas pounds his fist on the kitchen table, causing a bowl and a pair of car keys to jingle from the impact. "Why won't it work!"

"Please don't be angry, I didn't want to get attached to anything or anyone," Sora stares into Roxas's eyes. "I don't want you to have any emotions for me because I don't want to hurt you…"

"I don't care!" Roxas grips Sora's shoulders, whipping Sora towards him. Sora's squeak of surprise mixes with the sharp chair movement forward. A muffled word escapes Sora's lips as he rests on Roxas. Roxas's arms wrap Sora into a hug, afraid if he let go Sora would disappear. Sora closes his eyes as he sniffles against Roxas's shoulder. (Thought they kissed didn't cha?) Sora looks down and places his hands on the blond teen's back. A small tear slides down his cheek as Sora hears whimpers and pleas to stay coming from Roxas.

"Don't cry for me," Sora whispers, as if the sentence would fight away all the horrible events and memories. Roxas lets go of Sora, wiping away the fallen tears from his face. Sora lifts up the blonde's chin to see a broken face with electric blue eyes. "I will always be with you. With everyone, no matter what."

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To be continued

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