Prompt # 6: Break Away and Prompt # 9: Drive

Title: Lost Without You

Characters/Pairings: Roxas/Sora

Summary: Shopping never goes well if you don't have a sense of direction. Including another short story, 'Restless Leg Syndrome'. Roxas uses everything to his advantage. Neither are to be taken seriously.

School. The one word that put fear into the hearts of any average, summer-loving high school student. Sora was one such person. As the spiky haired brunet looked at the shopping list, he felt his expression go sour and his heart dropped. Oh goodie, another year of torture and horror and…well, there was one upside. Roxas would be there, and that could tip the scale against just about any downside. Except for schoo lunch. Nothing could save those.

But speaking of the blond, Roxas was strolling down the store aisles and searching for Sora. There was only one rule that Sora's mother had firmly lain down, and that was 'DON'T LOSE SORA'. She had even written it on a sticky note and attached it to Roxas' forehead. With a warning like that, one would wonder how Roxas had managed to lose his darling boyfriend in the first place.

"Sora, where are you? Sora?" He called out. He received no answer, though this didn't surprise him. Sighing, Roxas continued on his seemingly endless trek through the store. Unknown to him, Sora was where he had been left in the school supply aisle, unintentionally hidden behind a large stack of notebooks.

Sora looked up, hoping that Roxas was back, but frowned when he saw no one was there. 'Maybe he got lost…like last time.' Sora couldn't help but snicker. The last time he and Roxas were shopping alone, they had gotten separated. Sora later bumped into Roxas…in the lingerie section. A little old lady had chased them out, brandishing a cane and a thong. Although it was a completely mortifying experience for both of them, Sora would never let Roxas live it down. The angry blush that his boyfriend sported made it all worth it.

"Roxas?" Sora said, looking around the corner. No sign of the blond there…so, being the responsible boy that Sora was, he stayed in the school supply aisle. It had been firmly planted into his head that when you were lost, you did not move. Roxas had yet to learn that lesson. Sora knew that he would turn up eventually.

Roxas was lost, not that he would ever admit it. He had never been very good with directions and usually Sora was there to point out which way they needed to go. The only aisles that Roxas had memorized were the candy section and the men's clothes section, and that was only because he had gone to those aisles with his boyfriend so many times it would be impossible for the way not to be burned into his skull.

"Ah…dammit, where am I now?" he muttered, looking around. The toy aisle. He prodded a plush Paopu fruit curiously and looked down the racks. Well, that meant he was close to the school supplies, and if Sora hadn't been in any other section of the store he had to be there. Though only God knew why he would be…Roxas knew better then anyone that Sora hated anything to do with school. He glanced at his watch. He had been lost for…approximately 12 minutes and 48 seconds. Sora was going to murder him. Wincing at the thought, Roxas continued to search for the school supply aisle. He saw a stack of notebooks and sighed in relief. Stepping into open, Roxas didn't expect what was about to happen.

"Roxas!" Sora had very nearly knocked Roxas over with the force of his tackle, hugging the poor blond with all his might. "I was so worried! I finished finding all my supplies, but I couldn't find you so I stayed put like I was supposed to! Did you get lost again?" Sora shot off so many questions so quickly that Roxas wouldn't have been able to answer even if he could. His face was slowly turning blue from the lack of oxygen, and Sora finally noticed.

"Ack, I'm so sorry! I almost killed you! No, don't die on me!" Releasing Roxas from his death hug, Sora sat back and watched his face regain its color. Deciding that he had definitely had enough of the store for one day, Roxas dragged Sora to the cash register and bought the boy's supplies.

Needless to say, when Sora's mother found out about the incident she gave Sora a sticky note as well. 'DON'T LOSE ROXAS'.

-EXTRA STORY-

—Restless Leg Syndrome—

Sora fidgeted impatiently, shifting ever so slightly in his seat. He glanced at Roxas, who was driving and biting his lower lip in concentration. Sora shifted again, fiddling with his seatbelt and twitching his feet. Damn car ride, why did it have to take so long to get to Twilight Town? If there was one thing that Sora wasn't, it was patient.

Roxas watched out of the corner of his eye as Sora moved about, holding back a smile. He knew that Sora hated the long drive to Twilight Town, but that's where Roxas' family was. When he had moved to Traverse Town with Sora, Roxas had promised to visit them once a month. And it just so happened that it had been exactly one month since they had last visited. If he delayed any longer, he would hear hell from his mother. Being a self-reliant 23-year-old man, Roxas did not appreciate hearing from his angry mother when he didn't visit.

"Roxas, I'm bored! Can we pull over at a park and hang out for a while? Please?" Sora was using the puppy dog eyes, which should not have looked as cute on an adult man as they did on Sora. Roxas was immune to them by this point, but to be honest he still disliked refusing his adorable fiancée anything. Besides, he was getting a bit tired anyway.

"Alright, we'll stop. Anyway, the beach I used to go to as a kid is up here. I think you'll like it." Roxas answered, smiling as Sora squeaked with joy and planted a loving kiss on his cheek. The blond continued driving until he saw a small dirt road, overrun with weeds and wildflowers. Remembering that it was the way to the beach, Roxas drove down the road while Sora bounced excitedly next to him.

"Okay, Sora, here we are!" Roxas announced, opening the car door and stepping out onto the gravel sidewalk. The beach was just a little ways down the path. Sora jumped out and followed Roxas towards the water, and the second they reached the soft sand he pounced.

"Jeez, Sora, can't you ever hold still?" Roxas faked a complaint while Sora sat on his back, playing with his hair and laughing.

"Nope." Was the simple reply. Roxas rolled over, knocking Sora off of him.

"Restless Leg Syndrome?" Roxas asked, standing up, and Sora grinned as he got to his feet as well. RLS had become an inside joke between them after they started sharing a bed. Sora still found it as amusing as he did the first day.

"Yup!" He answered, laughing. Roxas felt his breath catch in his throat. In the slowly fading sunlight, Sora's tan skin glowed with an ethereal appearance. Blue eyes shimmered warmly, and Roxas felt his legs twitch. The next thing he knew, he had tackled the brunet to the ground and was kissing him senseless. Between kisses, Sora managed to speak.

"RLS?" he panted, his kiss-bruised lips curved upwards in a smile. Roxas smiled back, gently squeezing his lover's shoulders. He felt sixteen again, and Sora looked a beautiful as ever.

"Nah, you're just too cute. Can't keep myself from molesting you, you know?" The blond replied airily, kissing Sora once again. The brunet gave a breathy laugh and held tightly to his boyfriend, thinking that there could be nothing better than this.