Chapter 6

Confrontation

"Bend and twist it as you like, misuse and abuse it to your pleasure. But not even God can change the truth."

When Roxas got back the next day, Sora was at a total loss for words.

He couldn't formulate the words he wanted to say, he didn't know what to do when he saw the blonde-haired boy walk into their dorm that morning. Even worse was it was a Saturday; he had no excuse to run off. He was stuck, trapped in silence for what felt like an eternity of pretending to be asleep. Roxas had climbed back onto the top bunk and (knowing Roxas) whipped out a book to read, so Sora was stuck under the covers until his roommate leaves the dorm. He sat in the memory of what had happened yesterday morning until he heard a familiar voice chuckle and say,

"I don't know why you're hiding but you're not very good at acting, Sora."

His heart stops beating for a minute. He snaps his eyes shut and winces as he hears the impact of Roxas's feet against the floor. The blonde had jumped down from the top bunk. With a swift movement, the covers over his face had been torn off and tossed over his lower half. He found himself staring into blue eyes as he sat there with a goofy, innocent smile on his face. "Um... h-hey, Roxas."

He scowls. "Are you still flipping out because of that guy the other morning?" Roxas chuckles, sits down on the edge of the couch and stares forward, away from Sora's eyes. "I thought you and Riku would figure out who it was already."

"Yeah and I-I have a theory..." The brunette swallows hard. "...about who it may have been?"

"Oh yeah? And what's that?"

Sora curls his body into a ball and hides his face in his knees, still laying down, trying to hide himself from Roxas as best he can. "Roxas... w-was it you who kissed me?"

He could've sworn he heard the leap of Roxas's heart in his chest in the midst of deep silence. "Why would you think that? I told you what I know, and that's not very much."

"You sure you weren't just lying to keep me from getting mad?"

"What? I don't lie. Sora, think of it this way;" Roxas turns to look at him with a despaired glare that didn't compliment the anger in his voice. "I have four different girls wrapped around my finger. Why would I want to kiss you?"

He has a point, ya' know. Sora thinks to himself with a grimace. "Well, when you word it like that it sounds terrible..." He smiles behind his knees, and says an unheard thank youto Roxas for proving him wrong. He could make out the sound of Roxas's text alert, heard the little clicks of buttons under his fingers.

Then he felt the loss of the blonde's presence as he walked towards their door, "I'm heading back to Axel's. Left my bag there." He hurries out the door without giving Sora a chance to respond. He sits up, rubbing the crust from his eyes and realizes something.

He didn't leave his bag at Axel's... it's sitting by the door.

Sora knows it's not polite to spy on people, and he's been nagged about it since he was an ignorant little boy, but he just had to know where Roxas was going.

By the way Roxas was creeping through the halls all secretive-like, Sora knew something was up. Where was he really going? What was up with that leather cloak in his drawers? Was it... seriously him who kissed Sora? So many thoughts pounded against his head as he crept through the halls behind Roxas just as quietly. They'd walked up two flights of stairs before Sora realized where he was going.

There are only four dorms on the top floor. One is vacant, another is occupied and the other two are Axel's dorm and Riku's dorm. And if he wasn't going back to Axel's place... Why would he go see Riku? Sora didn't even know they were friends. At one point Sora's cell phone slipped out of his pocket and clanked onto the floor with a loud echo of noise. Roxas stopped a moment, scanned the area behind him quick only to find there was no one there (no one he could see, at least) and started again towards the third floor.

Sora sighs in relief. That was so close... I'm lucky he didn't see me behind this plant...

He waited and watched as Roxas knocked on door 127 and he knew right away that yes, he was going to talk to Riku for god only knows what reason. The silverette steps out of his dorm and for what felt like hours (but in real time was more or less than ten minutes) they sat there and talked about something Sora couldn't make out. He could hardly hear them from where he was, but if he got closer they'd see him for sure...

Once Roxas left Sora sucked in a deep breath of air and made his decision.

He had to confront Riku.

"You brat, what were you spying on me for?" Riku nags, punching Sora roughly in the arm. The brunette winces; he knew that wasn't as hard as Riku could actually punch (he'd seen him tear this kid apart in a 5th grade fight, poor kid got stuck in the hospital with a broken nose from one swing!) but it still hurt like hell! "Hasn't you Mom ever taught you not to eavesdrop? Knowing how uptight your Mom is, I can imagine she has and CLEALY you weren't paying attention. Gosh, Sora. You're hopeless."

"I'm sorry, I-I just needed to talk to you about this whole kiss thing."

"Really. Well, look..." The silverette sighs, turns his head away from Sora and closes his dorm door behind him, coming close to Sora's ear to whisper something. "Sora... it's not me that you need to talk to right now, it's Roxas."

Sora blinks, visibly confused as Riku pulls away to stare him directly in the eyes."...huh?"

"Go and talk to him; he's got a lot more to say about this than I do." Riku smiles and it was almost a... sad smile. He didn't know why or how but somehow Riku just looked kinda... miserable. "Okay? Just hear him out. We can talk about this later."

The brunette gulps. "Why? I don't get what you mean..."

Riku chuckles, nudges him towards the door to the stair case. "Just go talk to him."

What would Roxas... want to say to me?

"Hey Sora. Where've you been?" Roxas smiles, sits upright on the loft-bed's couch, and puts down his book. "I didn't see you leave the dorm before, so when I got back I was a little surprised to see-"

"Roxas, I need to talk to you." The brunette interrupts, walking over to sit down next to his roommate. He staggers a little, a bit nervous to hear what Roxas wanted to say. Riku made it sound like it was pretty damned important, so he had to admit – Sora was a little uneasy. "It's something kind of important..."

"Riku told you, didn't he?"

I swear to god his little psychic thing he's got going on there is starting to get annoying.

Sora stutters, eyelashes fluttering. "Okay, how did you...? And... okay, do you have fucking ESPN or something?"

The blonde laughs, reaching out to pat his roommate on the head delicately. "...it's called ESP Sora. ESPN is a sports network, and no. I don't. I just had a feeling you'd figure out sooner or later."

ESPN. Smooth move, Sora.

"Ah. So then..." he tries to word his question correctly. "It... was... you...?"

"Well, Sora..." All of a sudden Roxas stands up, grabs the cloak from his drawer, slips into it quick and throws on the hood. Yep. It was him alright.Sora thought to himself the second he saw how well it fit him. In a few steps he was kneeling in front of Sora, cupping his cheek and pulling him close for a kiss that seemed... different than the other morning. Possibly more loving. Why?

Well, perhaps it's because there's no blindfold on his eyes and it doesn't seem so much as rape anymore.

Moments later, he felt them part of what felt like hours of gentle kissing. The expression on his roommate's face was an unreadable emotion Sora's never seen Roxas demonstrate before; it was kind of refreshing to see his guard down like this. "Does thatnot answer your question?"

"W-wait a second, so when you were talking about it before you were...? A-and the whole guessing thing... you had me under the impression it was a girl so weren't you...?"

"Lying? Yeah. Sorry 'bout that." he presses his lips gently against his forehead and relishes the slight flush of pink on Sora's cheeks it earned him. The kid can be seriously cute sometimes.

Sora thinks a minute. "So... you... like guys?"

"Eh. I guess." The blonde brushes a few loose pieces of hair from Sora's forehead and leans in to place another gentle kiss on his lips, one that lasted much longer than the other. "At the moment it's just you though. Can't exactly help it; there's something about you, Sora."

Sora couldn't help but wrap his arms around his neck to pull him in for another kiss.

Sora: Cute way to end the chapter, Miku
Me: Inorite?
Roxas: *_*
Sora: ._.
Me: Hee hee... you better run, Sora. While Roxas is getting his rape-face on, read and review, 'kay? The more people who read and don't give feedback, the more Sora's getting raped over here... I mean seriously, it's like an AkuRokuSoKu gang bang in this room _ Scary stuff, man (shudders)