As soon as Riku had dropped Sora and Roxas off at their home Roxas made his way to the guest room and flopped on top of the bed, not bothering to change into pajamas, or brush his, or anything else he typically would have done before sleeping. Rather, he wanted to remember that night, imprint in his head, and file it away. He stuffed his face into his pillow as a grin popped onto his face.

Sora on the other hand watched as his cousin slipped quietly into the house, trudged up the stairs, and proceeded to bury his face in the pillow. The brunet wondered what it was that his cousin was thinking about and decided the best way to find out was to go directly to the source.

"Hey Roxas." Sora whispered into the dark room.

"Yeah?" The blonde raised half of his face out of the pillow and tried to look at his cousin in the dark.

"Are you going to tell me about earlier?" Uh-oh.

"When I ran?" Roxas sat up on the bed and flicked the bedside lamp on, temporairly blinding himself and Sora.

"Oh ow, uh, can you close the door? Y'know, so we won't wake anyone up."

"Sure," Sora turned around and shut the door as quietly as he could and looked back around at the blonde. "So, you going to tell me?" Roxas tried avoiding Sora's eyes, but he talked any way.

"Uh, well, you know back in the cafe? The guy that I yelled at?" Blue eyes found each other looking for confirmation.

"Yes. And he was at the club."

"Well, I saw him in the group that one guy, Demyx I think, was pointing at, and I kinda freaked."

"Why did you freak?"

"Well, first he was at the grave yard, then the cafe, and then at-,"

"Woah, wait the grave yard? Like, yesterday?"

"Uh, yeah. He was there apologizing." Roxas looked up to see Sora's reaction to that. A quirked eyebrow was all he found.

"Um, why? Apologizing for what? Did he owe Uncle Cloud a debt?" Sora laughed for a moment, but Roxas just looked away. Uh-oh again.

"N-no. His last name's Egan." Roxas looked up for a second and then back down. "He was Reno Egan's, the drunk driver's, brother." Both of them were silent for a while before Sora broke it.

"Shit Rox, I'm really sorry." A burning sensation rose up in Sora's throat as he sat next to his cousin on the bed. "How did- what did you do?"

"I cussed him out, what else would I do? Jeezus, the guy lost a brother and I cussed him out as he was apologizing to my family when he didn't even do anything." Roxas laughed harshly, hitting a hand to his forehead. He felt so embarassed at that fact, knowing he should have kept his cool, tried to even everything out right there. But . . ., he thought, it turned out all right I suppose.

"So that's why you yelled at him when you saw him again. No wonder. I'm really sorry Roxas, but what about earlier. You guys seem to have made up. I think. . ."

"Yeah we did. He's not too bad, he even forgave me for yelling at him, said he 'understands' which . . . I suppose he does." Roxas shrugged a little. "Oh, which reminds me." Roxas looked down at his hand and noticed the numbers were already starting to smudge.

"He gave you his number?" Sora asked, quirking his eyebrow again, but a smile accompanied that motion, too.

"Uh, yeah, he did. Should I text him mine? But, what if he doesn't have text? Crap, I should have given him mine at the club." Roxas pulled out his cell phone and added 'Axel' as a contact, knowing he would probably never put another 'Axel' in as a contact.

"Don't worry 'bout it. Most people have text nowadays, but," Sora got up off of the bed and moved towards the door, just ready to open it. "To keep his interest up, you might want to text him tomorrow. Later." Sora chuckled at his cousin's surprised face. Sometimes you are just too easy to read Roxy, Sora laughed to himself as he made his way into his own room and settling down for a nice, hopefully relaxing sleep.

The next morning came and went and Roxas and Sora only stirred when noon time came around. Roxas groaned as he stuttered awake, opening and closing his eyes, rubbing them awake until, finally, he was able to get up off the bed without feeling too much regret.

"Ugh, what day is it?" Sora asked as he, too, stumbled out of his bedroom.

"Sunday . . . I think." Roxas looked over at his cousin and had to smile at the sight of the worst bed head he'd ever seen on his cousin before. "Uh, you want the shower or can I grab it first?"

"You. I'll go see what we have for breakfast." Sora perked up as he walked down the stairs smelling something that smelt suspiciously like-

"Blueberry bagels! Sweet!" The brunet glided over to the toaster and was about to pull them up when a piece of paper hit the back of his head. "Whaa?"

"Don't even think about it kid. Those are mine." His dad, Leon, was walking over from the living room and he had his usual, stoic face on as he reached over his son and grabbed the very hot bagel ends.

"Aw come on Dad, shouldn't you be at work or something?"

"Nope." Leon was too busy buttering his bagels to say any more. Sora went over to the fridge and pulled out the bagel bag and grabbed one out. As he sat at the kitchen table, waiting for his food to finish, his mom came in with a beach cover up over her yellow polka-dot bikini.

"Oh, Sora, sweetie, did you already finish your breakfast? I had a bagel in the toaster for you." Tifa absentmindedly waved over at the hot toaster as she rummaged around in the fridge for something.

"What? But! Dad!" Sora whined looking at his dad with a stubborn pout. The older man smirked at his son, finishing the last of his blueberry bagel off.

"Well, you weren't fast enough." The older brunet walked out of the kitchen and over to the stairs, calling out to his wife. "I'm going to go change Tifa."

"Okay, I'll tell Kairi we're leaving. Sora, your father and I are heading down to the beach today. Wanna come?" Tifa leaned out from behind the refrigerator's door and looked to her son as he buttered his bagels.

"Uh- ouch!- No thanks Mom, I'm going to just hang today, maybe catch up on the boob tube." Sora grinned as he bit into the buttered blueberry bagel and watched his mom pack a meal big enough to feed the entire family into the little picnic basket. Tifa nodded, already guessing that that would be her son's response.

"Hmm, do you think Roxas would want to?"

"Heh, no, he's probably as tired as I am." Sora grinned into his breakfast as the water shut off up above.

"On that note, where were you guys last-"

"Uh, gotta go Mom. Love you! Have fun!" Sora stuffed the last of his bagel in his mouth before racing up the stairs, narrowly missing Roxas as he stepped out of the bathroom in his towel, and into the bathroom. Roxas watched as the door was slammed shut on his face and wondered if he should ask Sora to toss his clothes out so he could take them to his room, but instead he chose to ramble off to his own room as Kairi came stalking out of hers.

"SORA!" Kairi yelled, hammering the door that her brother had locked just for this occasion. "Open up! I called it next!"

"Sorry Kairi, you snooze you lose! Don't worry! I'll take a really long, hot shower so you can cool off in the freezing cold water that'll be left!" The brunet chuckled evilly as his sister huffed back into her room, taking care to slam it so hard that it rattled on its hinges. So, after he turned on the fan and opened a window, Sora proceeded to take a very steamy, hot shower, but I won't get into detail and shall skip over to Roxas instead who, at this moment was rummaging through his suitcase and pulling out a teal, two-third sleeve shirt and a pair of khaki shorts. Feeling a lot better after his shower, though still sort of tired, Roxas meandered on down to the kitchen where his Aunt Tifa and Uncle Leon were packing supplies for what looked like an entire weekend.

"Where are you guys going?"

"Oh!" Tifa called as Roxas walked in, she waved her nephew over with an energetic hand. "Perfect timing Roxas! Could you help us out? We need to carry this all out to the car."

"Uh, sure, but where are you-"

"The beach." Leon strode past Roxas, who was being weighed down with an incredibly large picnic basket, and out the front door. Roxas quickly followed after him as Tifa closed the refrigerator and grabbed a little cooler.

"But, why do you guys need so much food?" Roxas asked, side stepping his way thru the front door.

"Because we're meeting some friends down there, Barret Wallace, Yuffie and Vincent Valentine, and a couple others. If we ever have a party this summer you'll be able to meet them. They were your parents friends as well." Roxas looked over at Tifa and caught her wiping away a small tear before cheerily going on. "Some of Squall's friends are also showing up today. Oh, which reminds me! Squall!"

"Yes?"

"Is Rinoa showing up, too? Or is it just Quistis?"

"Dunno."

"Hmm, okay. Well," Tifa turned back to Roxas and smiled. "Have fun at home, and please try to keep Kairi from beating Sora to a bloody pulp." With a quick wave Tifa was inside the car and the two of them were off down the road towards the beach. Roxas stood there, watching his aunt and uncle disappear until they were out of sight. Back inside, as he was making himself a sandwich, Kairi came downstairs, still in her pink pajamas.

"Ugh, I swear one of these days I'm gonna kill him! Oh, sorry Roxas, I didn't know you were- uh, I'll just-"

"Don't worry about it Kairi. It's okay." Roxas smiled at his cousin as he sat down at the table, happy he was finally going to get something in his stomach.

"So, I hear you have a cell phone. Do you think I can have your-"

"OH CRAP! I FORGOT!" Kairi quickly got out of the way as Roxas went scrambling up the stairs and into his room, slamming the door just as Sora was walking out of the bathroom all squeeky clean.

"What's his problem? All I was gonna ask was if I could have his cell phone number." Kairi huffed as she pulled out the carton of milk.

All right, here's the next chapter. Hope you like it!