Rabbits vs Phoenix Chapter 3, a kingdom hearts fanfic

Rabbits vs. Phoenix

Chapter three

Disclaimer: They sadly don't belong to me.

Sora's place was untidy, like always when his parents were absent. But he didn't mind it. Like always. Heh. He already could say always, but they only knew each other for about two weeks. In that time he had built up his own gang with reputation. That was no small feat. And he and Sora had become best friends. He was a little sad, not being able to tell Sora everything, but he didn't want Sora to look at him differently.

He threw his bag into Sora's room and shouted into the kitchen

"Hey Sor, if you are finished raiding your fridge, let's go down and relieve some stress. It's really cool that the walls in the basement are soundproof. No one cares what you do there and most of your neighbors don't even know that your basement goes under their houses. 10 meter wide and 100 meters long. Awesome."

Sora grinned. Sax almost always said the same thing. Or something similar.

Sora's parents were gun-freaks so they had built a shooting range under their block. Saxor loved to relive stress while practicing his aim and endurance. Thankfully their cartridges weren't expensive and Sora's parents were glad that their son had a friend who practiced with him. They thought it was good for self-protection.

"One moment. I'm almost finished."

That said, Sora stuffed the last piece of left-over cake into his mouth and went to get the key to their basement. They had to hide the basement for obvious reasons. Who would want to show the police or their stuck up relatives a shooting range?

"Hey, you going to take the usual one?"

Sora asked. He knew that Saxor always shot with a Walther, a normal handgun, but easy to use. Sora instead always switched between different pistols.

They shot at unmoving targets and at moving targets, puppets on a rail moving right and left, frontwards and backwards.

Sora was always amazed how concentrated and accurately Sax shot. Almost every shot went into the head or the heart. If he missed it was not by far.

Sora wasn't as good but he also always hit vital parts.

He sometimes wondered how Sax did get this good at shooting. Even if his parent had taught him since his childhood, he doubted that it was the same for Sax.

Or whatever his name was. Yeah, he knew that Saxor wasn't his real name, but he didn't want to pressure him because he must have had a reason to hide his name. Sora saw the sad glimmer sometimes in Sax's eyes and that he knew that he could only reach him in the evening and at the weekend. He had never heard something about his family either.

Maybe tonight I ask him a bit about himself. He promised to himself.

At the same time, Saxor thought

Maybe tonight, I will tell him my real name. It gets harder to say those things with more time. I wonder what he'll say to this. Or should I tell him everything? What is everything?

Each one troubled with their own thought they continued to train for a while and finally went up to Sora's room to sleep.

"Hey Sor, … You know, I always wanted to tell you something….But I don't want you to hate me because of it or to treat differently. Also the others shouldn't know of this either. Please promise me not to tell anyone what I'm about to tell you. Please."

They lay on the mattress of Sora's two meter wide bed and were about to sleep when Saxor suddenly began to ask Sora that. Sora had been about to ask Saxor about himself right when he had spoken at first. But that didn't really sound like telling him about his name. Rather like a love confession.

But that's impossible! He scolded himself. There's no way Sax is gay and even if he were, he would never confess to me, we're more like brothers. He was still worrying about this when he saw Saxors expectant and slightly sad eyes, looking right at him.

"Yeah, I promise. I would never look at you differently, even if you told me you were a woman or something like this. But I don't think that this is what you wanted to tell me…"

"No way! Sora!" Saxor interrupted Sora's rambling. He wasn't as tense anymore. How easy it was for Sora to help him relax.

"I just wanted to tell you … well… you should call me Roxas. That's my real name. I'm sorry for not telling you earlier but there's a reason for that and…"

"Roxy," At that old nickname Roxas flinched, "You don't need to tell me everything now, if you don't want to. I'm just happy that you finally told me your real name."

"You knew it wasn't my real name? How?" Not caring that Sora had interrupted his speech before. Roxas was shocked.

"Well yeah, it was obvious at the beginning, you sometimes wouldn't react when I called you and so on. But I don't think anyone else has noticed, don't worry."

He said reassuringly when he saw Roxas worried face.

"Thank you," Roxas said with a small voice. "I'll tell you everything, but please don't interrupt me, okay?"

When Sora nodded, Roxas began telling him his story. They were awake until dawn and slept for the rest of the day.

The next night they just went through the streets, not meeting up with anyone. Enjoying themselves they went to the arcade, to karaoke and one time Sora got Roxas to sing to the music a street musician performed. During his singing a large crowd formed, all wanting to see the one who sang with such an great voice and so much fun and life in it. Roxas bowed at the end of the song and ran away with Sora when the first girls decided to try their chance with that cute singer and his puppy friend.

It was the first time in a long time, actually about a year, that Roxas had this much fun again. He didn't want to think about his life in school but thoughts of the soon coming Monday clouded his mind more and more.

Sora, as if reading his mind proposed an idea to him on Sunday evening.

"Hey Roxy, what would you say if I come to your school tomorrow after class? I don't have as long as you have and you can show me where you live. Then you don't have to be so tense there anymore. What do you say to this?"

Roxas looked at his best friend thankfully.

"Thanks Sor. It's just so hard, not being myself and trying not to hit all those annoying people. Especially Axel, the one who sits in front of me. That annoying red hair is a really distracting colour and he always gets me annoyed."

"Did you say Axel? With red hair? Hey Roxy, how dumb can you be? Didn't you listen to Zexion at all? There's only one person like that and he's the head of Mad Rabbits. Be careful and don't get discovered. That could end bad."

Roxas looked at him shocked. That Axel, a gang leader? As if! Who would follow that annoying prick? Then he remembered Axel's best buddy of a different class who came over often.

"Hey Sor, the right-hand man of Axel, was that a silver-haired good-looking guy named Riku?"

"Yeah, you really didn't listen at all did you?"

Hmmm, school's going to be hard from now on. I absolutely can't let those two find out that I'm the leader from Black Phoenix. But how would they? They've never seen me as Saxor before and I don't think that Axel remembers me well enough to recognize me.

Omake

"Yeah, I promise. I would never look at you differently, even if you told me you were a woman or something like this. But I don't thinks that this is what you wanted to tell me…"

"No way! Sora!"

"I just wanted to tell you … well… I love you!"

"Whaaat?"

"You don't hate me now, Sora? You promised that you wouldn't see me differently now."

"Sorry Saxor, but I can't look at you the same anymore, because…"

"I knew it! I shouldn't have listened to you!"

"Wait a moment Sax! Let me finish. I wanted to say that I can't look the same at you anymore, because I love you to!"

"No way!"

"Yeah well, this author is writing crap, so I have to say it."

"Me too. It's all the authors fault. Let's pay her the favor back?"

...

Ghazalia: "NOOOO, I'm so sorry. I just wanted to show the readers a good omake. Don't feed me with anymore cake. I hate cake. Please have mercy. Waaaaah…

"Muajahhahaha there you have it! Never piss off a Sora and a Roxas, they can be scary! Muhhahaa, Sora, get more chocolatecream!"

Well here you have a little omake^^ I just had to write it when I wrote that conversation. But since it's not a story about a Roxy/Sor pairing, it's an omake.

Love Ghazalia