[AU: .W.r.o.n.g.]
[Vanitas X Ventus, Roxas X Sora, briefly mentioned SoKai and Namora]
Roxas lays awake in his bed, the distracting light of the full moon keeping him up. He sighs and rolls over, trying to block the light with his back, but to no avail. Why did his blinds have to break? Now everything is too bright to sleep…
Suddenly, there's a soft creak from his door, and Roxas's eyes fly open. A shadowy figure slips into his bedroom and softly pads across the carpet to his bedside. Roxas props himself up on his elbow and peers up at the figure's face, illuminated by the bluish moonlight.
"Sora?" the blond whispers. "What're you doing in here?"
"I can't sleep," the brunet offers with a shrug. He points at the mattress. "Can I talk with you for a while, until I'm tired?"
"I guess so," Roxas responds offhandedly, and scoots back closer to the window-side of his bed, making room for his stepsibling.
As the brunet lies down, he sighs and tosses his arms up onto the spare pillow, hands on either side of his head. His fingers are curled, his palms facing upward. He sighs. "Do you think it's weird, our families living together? I mean, it's not normal, after all. Our dads getting married and bringing us into the mix. Why did they even marry our mothers and have us if they were gay all along?"
"There could be other reasons," Roxas offers quietly. "I know my dad wasn't. He really did love my mom, but then your dad came along and wooed him for something. And as for your dad… well, I think it was for appearances. Both our parents grew up during an age that wasn't very fond of homosexuals. But this is the twenty-first century, year 2010."
"True enough," Sora relents, and closes his eyes. He still isn't very sleepy, however. "But still, I wish they weren't so open about it. I mean, my dad was, like, stalker-obsessed with your dad at first! It was kinda weird. And he kept snorting at me every time I told him about my newest girlfriend, even if she was sweet or caring, like Naminé or Kairi." He shakes his head and looks over at Roxas. "He kept telling me that girls would only hurt me, and that other guys understand better. It's confusing."
Roxas laughs bitterly. "I know what you mean," he answers. "But my father was the opposite. He kept telling me not to go down the same route he's taking with Vanitas, because society is still unsure about gays and that you're better off with women." He shakes his head as well. "Honestly, I don't even care. I like people for who they are, not what genitals they have. I'm not a lusty person, so I could care less about sexualities." He props his head up and looks Sora in the eye. "It's a fact, you know: love is an emotion that lasts, and lust is just fleeting. And what's sexuality but a concentrated form of lust?" He pokes Sora in the chest. "Take my word for it, Sora: it doesn't matter what gender you like. It only matters about the who."
Sora smiles at Roxas as the blond lies back down. "You know something, Roxas? You're right. I think your dad was afraid because he fell in love with someone of the same gender, but he shouldn't be scared, because underneath my dad's devious, asshole exterior, he's actually not a bad guy. Which is why he's able to love and not just lust, I think."
Roxas nods. "Exactly. It's not wrong."
"But, Roxas…"
"Yeah?"
Sora bites his lip and looks away, his fingers curling into fists where they lie on the pillow. "Is it wrong if someone falls in love with their stepbrother?"
Roxas tenses. Slowly, his shock wear off as he stutters, "Wh-what makes you ask that?"
Sora pretends not to hear. He continues, "They're not related by blood, obviously, but they would be related legally, so what happens to them if they form a more-than-brotherly relationship, one-sided or otherwise?"
The blond is at a loss. His eyes search Sora's for a moment, questioning. Then, slowly, he reaches across the distance between them and carefully loosens Sora's fingers until he's laying Sora's knuckles in his palm. Roxas laces their fingers together, and doesn't take his eyes off of Sora's face. The brunet's lips part, but he doesn't say anything.
"Well," Roxas begins softly, "They're not related by blood, right? So it wouldn't be wrong, either, if formed a more-than-brotherly relationship, one-sided or not."
"Not even if they're both male?"
A small smiles graces the blond's lips. "Not even then. Love is love, remember?"