Sora: Mm, fun chapter!

An-chan: You have no idea, kid (I say that but he's older than me by two years D=! ) I laughed my head off all along.

Roxas: Bah. *Takes a few knives* You ruined my fun.

An-Chan: Fuck.

Phlyx: Don't hit my master! *Ahem* anyways, ShounenAi, yaoi, all that fancy stuff. Incest, blah, blah. Blargh, I'm starting to wonder why I'm the warning fairy.

An-Chan (All cut and bruised): I don't know, Phlyx. You're good at it.

Fall Into Your Sunlight

SoRoku

Chapter Three

Drunk for You

Two days later

Fading… like a ghost, slowly disappearing, hands, legs, body, head all turning into darkness, swirling and falling, seeping into the floor. It hurt. I couldn't even think, I could barely cry out.

"Sora!" Roxas cries out, reaching for the brown-haired angel in front of him. In return, the brunette cries out.

"What the hell?"

Desperately trying to grab onto his hands, his soft, delicate hands. My brother disappearing before my eyes – or, rather, disappearing before his eyes. He starts to cry; why am I the one to instigate this pain? I want to hold him in my arms, to tell him it's a dream.

But the pain is too real.

"Wait!" Sora tries to grab his hand, but he meets no resistance, going right through his flesh.

'Nobodies eventually return to their Somebody. You were never meant to exist, Roxas.' I cry out, a ghost of a memory returning, but I don't recognize it. My hands cover my ears, conversations replaying, things I've never said or heard.

"No one will miss me."

"That's not true! I would…"

"You make a good Other."

Trying to clear my mind, but nothing's working.

"Who… are you?"

"Sora…"

"Don't go!" He cries, and I slowly start to loose myself.

"Number XIII, Roxas."

"We don't have any hearts."

"I'm not a Nobody! I am me."

"Make it stop!" I yell, clamping my eyes shut. "I don't want to remember!"

Sora didn't know what he meant; he hoped beyond hope it was a dream. But it felt too real.

"The heart may be weak, and it may even give in."

Right in front of him, his brother, fading into nothing.

"But I've learned that deep down there's a light that never goes out!"

SORA

I gasp, startling out of sleep, feeling afraid, but most of all, I feel cold. I don't feel the presence of Roxas, who I hope can chase away my nightmare.

"Roxas?" I whisper into the night, the silence of the room my only answer. I look all around. Nothing is out of place.

But he's not here.

Roxas! I shout at him. Where are you?

Chillax, I hear his sarcastic tone, relieving me. I'm… somewhere.

Where? I ask, afraid.

Outside? He asks, tone light, somewhat teasing. I needed some air. I'm just on the porch. No need to have a fit.

Well, don't scare me like that! I pout, slipping out of the blankets and stretching my back. What time is it?

You woke up in time for the sunrise. Is his comeback. I yawn.

I slide the shojo screen open, scratching my head, the chilly air greeting me. I shiver.

"How long have you been up?" I ask him – he's sitting on a stone. He looks up at me, cerulean eyes shining slightly in the rising light.

"About an hour." He shrugs. "How did you sleep?"

"Must I answer that?" I ask sarcastically. He laughs.

"Not really. My night went by terribly, though." He looks to the sky, which is tingeing red and delicate pink, the clouds looking really fluffy, like cotton candy.

"Hey, Roxie?" I ask, coming to sit on the ground beside him. He raises an eyebrow at me.

"Mm?" He asks, watching the petals of the tree fall onto the ground.

"Aren't they holding a festival today?" I ask cheerfully.

"You're not serious." He looks at me, and I can tell that by the look in his eyes, he knows I am.

"Yep! They hold their Sakura festival long after ours (AN: Technically not even close to true, (Roxas: She wants to torture me again) AN: SHUTUP! I'm putting this in here for a reason, I think(I like seeing Sora get his way XD)) because since it's colder here, the trees bloom later than back in Dusk City."

"What joy." He mutters sarcastically. "Do we have to?"

I sit down in front of him, and he frowns at me, looking concerned.

"Please~?" I beg, using my overkill puppy-dog eyes. He blinks, and swallows loudly.

"But we went back at-"

"But the real thing is much more fun!" I counter. "Or must I convince you some other way."

"Oh, hell no." His eyes widen. "Fine, fuck."

"Yay~!" I tackle him in the moment of joy, making him land onto the ground with an 'oof!'.

"Thank yew!" I smile at him, probably choking him with my weight. I hug myself to him. (AN: *ROFL* OMG I just got an amazing yet hilarious idea!)

"Hey Roxie? When did you tap into a Sake bottle?" I ask curiously, practically dragging him in. He's kinda cute dressed in a kimono-thing (of course, the ones made for boys.)

"I didn't!" He retorted, and hiccupped. "At least… I don't remember touching one.

"I know! It must've been that damn dude… the one making the Ramen. I asked for a drink with it… aw fuck."

"Oh well!" I smile, bringing him into the room near where we sleep – I forgot to mention we somehow managed to get a small yet efficient house, didn't I? It's really cute, olden-style. "Take a bath, it might help."

"I'll just end up drowning." He laughs, standing up in the bathhouse while I fetch him a towel from the cupboard nearby. When I get back, he's already in the water, a stupid yet funny and cute look on his face that must mean he likes the heat.

"Is it too warm?" I ask, leaning over the edge a little as I clutch the towel to my chest with both arms.

"No." He says, sighing and disappearing below the water. I frown.

Coming back up, he smiles at me.

"Thanks, Sor. You're the best." I smile back at him.

"Hey, I won't leave you to deal with your drunked-ness by yourself. I'll probably laugh at your hangover, though." I smile sheepishly at him.

He glares at me, and, probably forgetting I'm leaning dangerously over the water, he grabs my collar.

"That isn't funny." He says, but if it was supposed to be threatening, it doesn't work. But to emphasize his point, he pulls on my collar a little.

Guess what happens. It doesn't take a genius to find out.

I frown, shaking the water from my hair as it drips down my neck.

"Baw, now you got me wet!" Since it's only weighing me down, I remove my clothes and toss them onto the floor. Since I'm here, I might as well. Is my reasoning.

"Bah, you needed a bath anyways."

I stick out my tongue at him.

"Meanie."

"Chicken."

"Drunk."

"Wuss."

We stare each other down.

Right before we laugh.

Next thing I know, Roxas has me in a headlock, rubbing his knuckles on my head.

"Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!" I cry out, swiping at his hand. He laughs and continues.

"Take it back." He laughs. "Or I may just have to teach you some manners."

"H-how?" I ask, looking at him from the corner of my eyes. He gives me a grin.

"Think about it."

I shake my head.

"Starts with an a." He hints. I blink.

"Okay, okay! I'm sorry! I take it back!" I cry out desperately. He laughs and lets me go.

"You don't look as drunk as you were before." I noted, pouting and rubbing my head.

"I still am." He states. "Just not because of that." Leaving it at that, he leans his head against his hands, against the edge of the hot spring.

I go to the edge.

"I'm going. Have fun Roxie!" I smile, about to get out. He grabs me by my wrist and pulls me to him, a yelp escaping my lips.

"Never said you could go." He says, grinning. Before I can free myself, he puts a hand behind my neck to bring me down, and his lips contact my own.

I melt into the kiss, smiling. Really, we haven't been alone in this sense ever since we started running about a month and a half ago, so we've gone for that long with minimal contact. I'm guessing he's tired of waiting.

Frankly, I think that goes for the both of us.

But I pull back after a moment, smiling at him.

"Not right now, Roxie." I've started calling him like that for no reason, really. "Later, okay?" (AN: Like, in two chapters XD He won't get his smut until then, mouhahahaha *Dodges a knife thrown by Roxas* (Roxas: Damn you woman!))

He shrugs as I get out, sinking into the water up until his upper lip.

In reality, I long for it, but something else presses on my chest, making it heavy and hard to breathe. I hide it in front of Roxas because… well, mostly because I'm thinking about mom and dad a lot, and I don't want him to worry. He does that on a regular basis already, thank you.

And their eyes betray what

Words cannot say.

Eyes closed, heart beating,

The freedom they've been missing.

Lost within the wind of time,

Fate cruel, wanting their lies.

Audience: What, there will be smut? *Wolfish eyes* (Ahah, aren't I nice XD I just dug my own grave again. Now all I need is a coffin and a tombstone - I'm bound to dissapoint)

But yheaa... Sorry about the whole festival thing again, I wanted to put it for fun, and even if the entire thing is wrong in general because it's in Spring and not in Summer, I apologize! The quotes in bold at the beginning are from the games and the manga (I haven't played the game, but I've heard snippets and pieces of them.) Sorry if they're incorrect! I'm going by memory alone!