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Roxas never cared what his dad did with his life. Until he fell in love with the boyfriend's younger brother. They're engaged to be married, but will the young lovers stand up for their relationship? I mean it's not REALLY incest!

It is written in first person, chapters switching viewpoints from Axel to Roxas. Axel for odd numbered chapters, Roxas for even numbered chapters.

I filled my backpack with clothes as I got myself dressed, grabbing and stuffing in anything important I could think of. I took out a piece of paper and wrote a frustrated little note to my father.

BREAK.

As much as I didn't want to hurt anyone, at the moment, seeing my dad in emotional wreckage was an appealing thought, and I was determined to see just how 'important' I really was to him.

But I couldn't go to Axel. That would be the obvious thing. I couldn't go to the park, because Reno knew where I normally hid out there. There was nowhere else I could go unless…

I grabbed the backpack and snuck down the stairs and out the back door, walking down the path in the woods where Axel and I would go for strolls just to hold hands and stargaze in the field. My hand felt empty as I walked down the trail, and I laced my hands together, sighing because it really wasn't the same. "Axel…" I whispered, longing to see him and hear his voice. I didn't have a picture of him or anything, he never really had his picture taken because Reno didn't make him go. That's why I cherished that note so much. It's something of him, his handwriting, and I can imagine him saying those words to me out loud. Part of me wished that he had written more, but the sentimental thought was worth as much as a three-page letter. If he hadn't written that for me… I wouldn't have met Zexion.

I stopped walking. Why hadn't I thought of that earlier? I never actually got around to telling Axel about him, and Dad and I were arguing so much I hadn't bothered to mention it. I bit my lower lip in concentration, trying to figure out where my new friend lived. The bus route ended about halfway down Mirror Street. There were only about twelve possible houses that he could live in. My footsteps wandered off the path and I stumbled through the woods, tripping on a root and face-planting onto someone's yard. I lied still for a moment, only now realizing that I would usually be out cold in slumber by this time on a school night.

"Roxas. What are you doing? You don't plan on sleeping there, do you? I'll happily comply with your napping on my lawn, but I cannot help but wonder why you would be resting in such a place."

I lifted my head to see a black cloak-laden hooded figure leap down from the roof, landing gracefully before standing up.

"That is you, isn't it? I recognized your scent," the figure removed the hood to reveal blue-grey hair that covered one of their eyes.

"Zexion?"

"Yes," he replied as he approached me. "Now if I may restate my question, why are you lying down on my grass? It's not all that comfortable, I would assume, but then again I dislike the smell of cut grass."

I took his offered hand and he helped me stand up. "I… I got in a fight with my dad… and I decided to try finding you… because I can't go to Axel or Dad will find me, and you're the only other friend I have."

"I see. My father and I do not get along well, either. He despises the way I talk."

"The way you talk?"

"He claims that I always speak as if I am better than everyone else, and yet this is the only way of speech that I know. That is the reason I only speak with those I deem intelligent."

I tipped my head. "So you don't think your dad is smart?" I asked, confused by the logic behind Zexion's words.

"My father is not the parent from whom my intelligence was gained. My mother was a rocket scientist, you see."

"Was?"

"She went on a trip to a lab in the countryside, and I haven't heard from her since. We assume an experiment went wrong and she died."

"That's terrible… I'm sorry…"

He shook his head. "It is unnecessary to apologize for such matters. Mother was indeed an important person in my life, but I really did lack emotional attachment to her. She wasn't 'Mom' she was 'Dr. Lexicon', even to me and my little brother."

I hugged him, noting the way he grew tense in my arms before slowly relaxing and accepting the gesture. "I kind of know what it's like… not really having a mom… my mom died when I was still little."

"No offense, Roxas, but I must say that you have remained little, regardless of your wording," Zexion said with a hint of humor in his tone. I was surprised, but Zexion teasing and joking around made me feel a lot better.

"You aren't much to speak of, either! You're tiny too!" I returned the playful remark, and he looked at me, seeming confused at first, before slowly understanding and laughing softly. I liked Zexion's laugh. I feel like I've accomplished something when I hear it.

"True enough, Roxas," he smiled. "Now, the grass smell is making me dizzy and it is growing late, so I most likely should get some rest, we do have school in the morning."

I nodded, and he turned around and started off towards the house, looking back at me when he reached the door.

"You know, I don't want to impose on your naptime upon my grass, but we do have beds inside. Are you staying the night or are you going home to your father?"

Slowly, I made my way to the door and stepped into the house, taking off my shoes at Zexion's request and walking through the spotless house in awe. We ascended the stairs and entered a room painted night-blue where the window was open.

"This room is mine. You may sleep on the bed if you wish, I have extra blankets and whatnot."

"You don't have to sleep on the floor! I don't mind sharing a bed, you know," I furrowed my brow and looked at him until he sighed and agreed. "Goodnight, Zexion.

"Yes, goodnight, Roxas."

The following morning I was woken up by Zexion shaking me.

I groaned, looking around for a clock but was unable to see one.

"What time is it?"

"Six. We have to get ready for school."

Ignoring the sirens that were making background noise, I ate some sort of cereal bar Zexion gave me, brushed my teeth, and readied my bag for school. While we waited for the bus I paused. "Hey Zexion?"

"Yes?"

"Didn't you say you have a little brother?"

"He already left. He goes to the park in the morning and roams the city during the day."

"Isn't that dangerous?"

"Possibly," he replied blankly. "Ah. The bus."

The school day went by slowly, and Zexion was reading a book while I looked over his shoulder. "Zexion… what are you reading?"

"Lexicon."

"Which is?"

"Like a dictionary. Although… this includes not only English words, but Latin as well… it contains pure knowledge."

"Oh."

Suddenly, the door opened and everyone, excluding Zexion, looked up. My friend simply stated, "It's the principal."

"How do you know that?"

"His scent is very distinct."

For some reason, I didn't question this logic, and 'the Prince' (as everyone called him) soundlessly entered the classroom, the only sounds being sharp intakes of breath as the door closed and his boots clicked on the linoleum flooring. His long, silvery hair flowed behind him, almost like a cape.

"Mr. Sephiroth!" the teacher exclaimed, rushing to his side, high heels making little clacking sounds as she took short steps to manage her skirt's minimal leg room. "To what occasion do we owe this visit?"

His voice was deep and (admittedly) sexy. "I need to speak with a student of yours, Miss Anette."

The students all glanced at each other nervously. The Prince rarely called out students, and no one seemed to actually know what happens to the select few he has taken away. Rumors say he eats them. Ms. Anette nodded hurriedly. "Y-yes! Of course, sir! Please, go ahead."

Zexion stood, closing his book and meeting eyes with Mr. Sephiroth. "You may remain seated, Mr. Lexicon," he said, turning to stare right into my eyes. "Mr. Strife, please come with me."

I nervously stood up and was about to walk to him when Zexion put his arm out to stop me, his gaze never leaving the Prince.

"Mr. Lexicon, I have requested Roxas Strife's presence in my office. Do not do this."

"All due respect, sir, but I'm coming with him."

The rest of the class murmured in shock. Mr. Sephiroth simply shook his head. "Very well. Roxas, Zexion, pack up your things. I will be waiting outside the door. Miss Anette, thank you for your time. You may continue your lesson."

The Prince exited the classroom and I looked at Zexion nervously. "Why did you talk to him like that? He could kill you if he wanted to!"

"I'm sure he wants to, but he promised Mother that he wouldn't."

I was about to ask what he meant, but he had already started off towards the door, lexicon under his arm. I slung my bag over my shoulder and followed him, hearing a few murmurs of "He's dead meat" and "We barely knew him".

I followed closely behind Zexion, noticing his furrowed brow.

"Zexion? What's wrong?"

"I don't recognize this scent. Someone walked down this hallway just moments before Sephiroth did… but it's no one from this school."

Several people flashed through my mind, but none of them were spoken aloud.

We reached the office and I saw a young silver-haired girl that looked like a younger Zexion start to walk past us before freezing. "Hey."

"Ienzo, what are you doing here? Sephiroth told you not to come back to this school," Zexion also stopped, though neither turned around.

"I followed the scent of someone I met in the park this morning, and this is where I found him. He's in there with Sephiroth."

"Oh? So you followed him here? Could he be the strange smell I noticed before? Ienzo, did he have the scent of this school on him?"

"No."

"An outsider, then. As suspected. Ienzo, go home. I will be back."

"One question, brother."

"Go ahead."

"The boy beside you… is his name Roxas, by any chance?"

I flinched at my name. Zexion simply closed his eyes. "Positive."

The little girl smiled. "I found him, then. Good luck."

I saw Zexion flinch as the door to the office shut behind Ienzo. "Who was that?"

"My little brother. Ienzo."

"I thought he was a girl!" I exclaimed.

"Many do. Come along, now. We have business to attend to."

I JUST ADORE IENZO! HE'S SO CUUUUUUTE!

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