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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.

NOTE: You're all going to hate me for this… Heh…

UPDATED AND COMPLETED!

"Roxas? What's wrong?" Dad ran up to me and tipped my chin upwards to look at my face. My eyes were red and puffy and my throat was hoarse, mouth dry as a desert and tears all down my cheeks. I looked at his concerned eyes and turned away without a word. My vision was blurry enough that I had to lean against the wall to climb the stairs. I was drunk as hell, and I was completely and totally uncaring about it.

I heard my dad talking to Reno.

"Reno, something's up with Roxas…"

"Yeah? Well where's Axel? Usually they're stuck to each other like superglue."

"I think… I think Axel might be upset with him or something, otherwise he'd be right there to comfort him, you know how he is."

"True…"

I was too out of it to listen anymore. I flopped down on my bed, grabbed my Calculus book and did my work the same way I always used to. Everything was back the way it was before I met Axel. It had been a year or two, but my dazed mind was all too ready to fall back into old habits.

My door opened and Dad walked over to the edge of my bed, sitting down and petting me gently.

"Roxas, if something's wrong; I want you to tell me, okay? You're my son and I love you. Don't forget that, Roxas. I'm always here for you."

Liar.

From that day on I would sneak into the cellar and steal some alcohol, drowning myself in it before going back to bed. I wouldn't look at my dad, I forgot all about my hatred for Reno and didn't even notice him anymore, I didn't say a word; I didn't feel the need to…

Because in all honesty…

I couldn't feel anything.

Time passed and Dad refused to leave me alone at the house, even to be with Reno, instead having his fiancée come to our house for them to spend time together. Ienzo and Zexion started visiting, trying to coax some sort of explanation out of me, while Dad tried to get me to speak in the first place. I hadn't said a word for two weeks, and part of me didn't even think I knew how to anymore, not that I particularly cared.

One morning Zexion and Ienzo had stayed over, and Dad was saying something to Reno about leaving to take care of something important and asking him to keep an eye on me for a few hours. Reno came upstairs and sent the Lexicon brothers home before turning to me. I was sitting on my bed, hugging my knees and staring blankly ahead.

Reno sat on the edge of the bed in front of me, and I lay down on my side as he started to run his fingers through my hair, sending shivers down my spine at the sudden human contact I had denied myself of.

-'Having fun?'-

I looked up at him, seeing the vibrant red and poisonous green colors that had swept me away countless times before. I awoke within myself, trying to convince the original me to let me have that feeling of being wanted again. Deep down I saw the one I wanted within Reno, and the emotionless Roxas wavered slightly, releasing its hold on me so I could stumble back into my own mind, disoriented and lonely. I opened my mouth slightly and blushed, leaning into his touches. Reno sighed softly, bending down over me to speak quietly into my ear.

"Roxas, I know you don't like me and all, but if something's bothering you, you can tell me. I'll do anything I can to make it better, okay? You can tell me what happened, Roxas, I won't say anything to Cloud. Does it have something to do with Axel? I'm not going to tell anyone, Roxas. I understand that you probably don't trust me, and that's fine, but if you can just do me one favor… Talk to me, Roxas. I'm listening."

I gasped as his fingers slid over my neck, making me whimper with newfound desire. "R-reno…"

He pulled away. "What is it?" the redhead seemed to come to a realization. "You just spoke!"

My cheeks were flushed as I mumbled his name again. "Reno…"

Reno smiled down at me, gently caressing my face with a soft hand and wiping unnoticed tears from the corners of my eyes. "Shh… You don't have to tell me if you don't want to. But know that I wouldn't tell anyone what happened if you don't want anyone else to know. Alright?"

"Reno… Reno, I… Please…"

"What's wrong?"

I felt my loins stir from the sudden attention I had been deprived of for so long. I wanted him… I whimpered, reaching my hands up and grabbing Reno by his tie, pulling him down onto me and kissing him deeply, lust dripping from every pore in my body. "Please… do me one favor…"

Surprised and slightly dazed, Reno nodded.

"Reno… please… touch me. I want you to… I need you to…" I simply trailed off, pulling him down to kiss me again. After a few moments, he started to kiss back, pressing down against me lightly. A quiet, needy moan escaped into his mouth, and I pulled away for a moment, gasping.

The older redhead looked at me with surprise. "Are… are you sure you want this, Roxas?"

"Yes… God, I want this… I want you so badly…"

I grabbed his hand and dragged him into my dad's room, knowing I had thrown out all of my—erm—supplies… after Axel and I broke up. It was kind of a gross thought, but I knew my dad had them, and I wanted sex so much, to feel loved, to have my brains screwed out… I was going to have sex with my ex-lover's brother… or more importantly… my dad's fiancée.

"Reno… take me… please…" I lowered myself onto the large King-size bed and looked up at him, lust burning within my gaze.

He hesitated for another moment before climbing on top of me and slowly beginning to prepare me. This was wrong in every way. I knew it, Reno knew it, but as long as Dad and Axel never found out… I could live with my secret.

Sex with Reno was similar yet infinitely different from sleeping with Axel. As my hands ran over his shoulders, I closed my eyes, taking in the feel of his body caressing mine. Reno was sturdier than Axel, with broader shoulders and a finely toned body with a few blemishes that appeared to be burn marks of some sort, a fair contrast to his lanky younger brother that only had marks on his body if I made them. I ran my fingers through his hair, feeling that similar silky texture, but his hair was finer, whereas Axel's was more of a proud, thick mane… like the lion his growls of desire often resembled. Reno was more like a soft rabbit.

I squirmed slightly as he slowly entered me. I realized that it hurt not because it had been awhile since the last time I had sex, rather because I had been stretched to my general comfort level and hadn't taken into account that this wasn't Axel, so I really shouldn't have been surprised by the excruciatingly thick, pulsing length that was pressed into my body. I whimpered, trembling when he was fully inside, trying to adjust to the feeling of being torn in half. I was used to Axel. Axel was longer, but Reno was wider. It took Axel longer to get in all the way, but with Reno it was a shorter time for ten times the pain. I wanted to scream, but bit my lip to keep silent, eventually tasting the iron flavor of my own blood in my mouth.

I stayed almost perfectly still for a minute, and I could feel from the tense muscles pressed against my back that it was taking all of his self control to let me adjust and resist slamming into me with all his strength. I gasped for breath, nodding silently for him to move.

His pace was slow, and I could feel the throbbing manhood sending pulses of heat throughout my body from the inside. I leaned back on my haunches slightly, guiding him to my prostate, which he hit dead on, causing me to cry out loudly in pleasure.

'Axel… Axel… Nn… Ah- Axel!' I called out mentally for my ex-lover, my heart aching as tears came to my eyes, though I was able to mask them with inaudible moans. My cries for Axel remained unspoken of course, but I couldn't stop thinking about him.

When Axel would touch me, I felt so loved and protected. He was always so gentle with me, making sure I never felt discomfort and soothing all my pain and worries with sweet kisses and whispered 'I love you's. He treated me preciously, as if I were a fragile jewel, being careful to never smudge the sides, and being ready to pamper and polish it until it shined. Of course, Reno was careful as well, only it was more like I was an expensive vase he was afraid he might knock over and break.

With Reno, it was just really good sex. But with Axel… it was lovemaking.

My heart sank a little in my chest. Well, what had I been expecting? For Reno to kiss me sweetly on the temple and whisper how much he loved me, how cute I was, how I was his angel? Reno didn't even care about me. He loved my dad. Reno didn't want this; he was only doing it because I begged him to.

I felt myself approaching climax and forced Reno's name into my moans, worried that if I didn't, I would call out for Axel and get us both in deep shit. Axel and I may have broken up, but I still didn't want him arrested or something.

"Reno… ah… so good… you're amazing…" I showered him with praise out of pure habit; knowing that, when I was with Axel, that was usually what sent him over the edge. I opened my eyes to gauge his reaction, but had only received an ego-boosted smirk in return. When I felt disappointment welling up inside me, I quickly reminded myself that this wasn't Axel, it was Reno…

Though I wasn't exactly sure how I felt about that.

A perfectly aimed thrust into my prostate sent me over the edge screaming, body spasming with the unexpected force of my orgasm.

My voice screamed "Reno"...

My heart sobbed "Axel".

"Wake up, precious…" a voice called softly.

I stirred. "Axel…?"

"Of course. Who else would you be waking up with, silly?"

"Was… was what happened with Reno… a dream?"

"Get up, kid, your dad's coming home."

My eyes opened and I looked over Reno, who was holding a pack of cigarettes, staring at it but not making a move to take one out. He'd been working on quitting for a while, for both me and my dad. Dad hated his smoking habit, and I had asthma. He never smoked indoors or in the car, my dad hated the concept of breathing in your death on purpose.

I had opened my window once and heard them talking about it.

—" Reno, please. You need to stop doing this! You said you want to spend the rest of your life with me, didn't you? Did you not mean it?"

"Cloud. Cloud, baby, I do mean it. I want to be with you forever. I love you."

I gagged. I hated when they talked like that.

"Cloud, it's not that bad…"

"You're killing yourself, Reno! Don't want you to die you… you idiot… Don't smoke…"

Reno sighed. "I'll work on quitting. For you and Roxas. He's got asthma, right?"

"You remembered? I thought you weren't even paying attention to me when I was talking about Roxas."

"I always listen when you talk, sweetheart. Unless you're talking about something pointless like when Sephiroth was your idol, and how my old friend Zack used to be your babysitter. The Prince is an interesting topic and all, and Zack was cool, though I try not to think about them too much, baby. I was… really shaken up when he died."

"I understand. But thank you for agreeing stop smoking. I love you." —

Zack. I'd heard that name countless times from both dad and Reno. Last Christmas, dad hugged me and said I was adorable, and how he sometimes wondered if Zack would've liked me.

"Reno?"

He flinched, dropping the pack and turning to me. "Don't worry, I wasn't going to smoke in the same room as you. I might sneak out back for drag, but I won't smoke indoors or around you and Cloud."

"What happened to Zack?"

He jumped. "Zack? Where… where did you hear about him?"

"You and dad mention him sometimes, and you said that you were shaken up by his death. What happened to him?"

Reno sighed, running his fingers through his thin, silky hair, just like Axel always would. I refrained from smiling by thinking about how Axel and I were over, and this was Reno anyway, not Axel.

Somehow that didn't make me feel better.

Reno POV

"Zack was a good friend to almost everyone. He was bubbly and cheerful and had big dreams that everyone knew he could fulfill.

In our junior year of high school, everything was going great. Zack, my girlfriend Cissnei, my buddy Rude, and me… we were walking down the hall to lunch, not really doing anything out of the ordinary, it was a normal day.

Until we went to stop at Cissnei's locker, she said she got me a present for our five-month anniversary. So we stopped there and were chatting and laughing, just like always. She opened her locker and held out my present.

The first shot grazed her wrist and she yelped in pain.

—"Cissnei! Cissnei, are you okay?" —

—"Reno, look out!"—

He pushed me down with Cissnei, and I watched all seven bullets hit his chest.

—"ZACK!"—

One of our teachers came out and stood in front of us, but I still saw… I saw Genesis shoot himself… his head exploding, going everywhere, painting the lockers and floor with blood and brain tissue…"

He started shaking and paused to calm himself.

"…but I rushed to Zack's side. He was alive, but barely.

—"Zack!"—

—"Re… no…"— he smiled weakly. —"Well this… sucks… huh?"—

—"Zack, don't… don't leave me, man… J-just hang on… Someone'll help you, buddy… Hang in there…"—

—"You're my… best pal… Reno… I love you, man."—

—"Zack… no…"— tears escaped my eyes.

He reached up and touched my cheek. —"Can you do me a favor?"—

—"Anything, Zack."—

—"Pass on a message to a kid named… named Cloud… his name is Cloud Strife… blonde… real cute… a bit younger… you'll like him, he's a good kid… tell him… tell him to live on for me… he's my living legacy."—

—"Zack, don't go…"—

—"Hey, Reno…"— he wheezed. —"Do you think… I became a hero?"—

He smiled and his hand fell, closing his eyes as he grew cold to the touch, color leaving his face.

—"Zack? Zack, wake up! Don't die on me, Zack! Zack! Don't go…"—

I watched my best friend die that day. He was young and had such a bright future ahead of him…"

I thought for a moment. "Is that how you met Dad?"

"In a way. I left him a note on Zack's casket. Your dad looked at it, mumbled something, then cried. That was the first time I saw him. He had some sort of blood poisoning and was being pushed in a wheelchair by his caretaker at the time, a man named Cid Highwind… Your dad was only twelve, I think…"

"So how did you two really meet?"

"Let's see… we've been together for almost two years… and it was a month before we started dating that we met. I was at a bar and I saw him there, just sitting at a table, looking depressed. So I sat across from him."

Again, Reno POV

—"Hey, aren't you that Strife kid? Well, you're not much of a kid anymore, but…"—

He looked at me with those big blue eyes.

—"You know me?"— he asked quietly.

—"Yeah. You were in a wheelchair at the time, but I still remember those eyes when you read the note."—

—"Note?"—

—"You are his living legacy." —

He glared at me. It was the most deadly glare I had ever seen, though yours is a close second. You are related. But anyway…

—"Did you write that? Was it some sort of joke?"—

—"Not at all, kid. Take it easy. He told me to give you that message… as a favor to him…"—

He looked away.

—"Cloud."— he stated.

—"What?"—

—"My name. It's Cloud, not 'kid'. I'm in my thirties, I'm not a kid, stupid redhead."—

—"Hey-hey-hey… That incredibly handsome stupid redhead has a name, too. Reno. Reno Corre. Why don't I buy you a drink?"—

—"Not interested."—

—"No need to be hostile, Cloud. Come on. Let me get you a drink."—

—"I don't drink."—

—"Then why are you in a bar?"—

—"I used to drink, but I stopped for my family's sake. I didn't want to risk being out of it if there was an emergency."—

—"That's true. Luckily I think my family prefers me when I've been drinking."—

—"I might share that opinion. Do you stop talking when you're drunk?"—

—"Ouch. A feisty one. But when I'm buzzed I can ignore that horrible attitude of his, or lack of attitude, rather."—

—"I see."—

—"But seriously, Blue-Eyes, why are you here?"—

—"None of your business. Now if you'll excuse me. Nice to meet you."—

He stood and walked out, but I followed him to his car and grabbed his arm. He smacked me hard across the face.

—"Seriously? I just met you, and I really don't like you, just in case you were confused about that! And now you're really creeping me out because you just STALKED me! I don't want you around, I don't care what Zack told you! Go away!"—

—"I want to see you again."—

—"Too bad! I don't want to see you again!"—

I took out a piece of paper and pen, hastily writing my name and cell phone number and putting it in his hand, which he made a fist with.

—"Every day, at the coffee shop off of Turk Drive, 3 to 5 PM… I'll be there, waiting. Call me anytime, I'll always answer." —

So that's how I met your dad. I was at that coffee shop every single day, and on the twenty-sixth day, he walked in… and promptly hit me.

—"Ow… I missed you too, Cloud…—

—"I hate you."—

—"I figured. But you're here, so you must want me for something."—

He bit his lip. —"Your stupid subliminal torture… I can't forget those stupid green eyes or that stupid smirk…"—

I couldn't help it, I instinctively smirked.

—"Yeah. That one. So I came here to tell you off."—

—"You aren't yelling at me."—

—"That's because… I can't do it."—

—"Well then…"— I stood and went to leave. —"Give me a call."—

That night, he called me and agreed to let me take him out to dinner. And everything grew from there."

"I see."

"Cloud'll be home soon, so go clean up. Remember that this is a favor, so no telling on me. No more. One time, that's it. You'll find a nice lover one day that you'll love and be loved by. When you find them, don't let go. Just like I never gave up on your father."

'They have that same determination… But…' I looked down. "But what if… they upset you? If you're in love… but they do something that hurts you?"

"Don't give up on love, Roxas. It's hard to come by. Cloud and I get in fights sometimes, too. We're only human. If you really love them, if you're both truly sorry, then everyone deserves a second chance. And you don't need to be head-over-heels all the time. It's okay to be a little less in love for a little while, okay? Now go clean up, yo."

That advice would have meant so much more if he hadn't said 'yo'. "Thanks, Reno. You know… you're a pretty good dad."

When Dad came home, he rushed over and kissed Reno deeply, tears in his eyes. Reno looked at him wide-eyed.

"I love you so much…" Dad whispered.

"Cloud, baby, is something wrong?"

"It's Axel."

I froze. Reno narrowed his eyes in concern. "What happened?"

"He was really depressed and I tried to help him… but he got very angry and he ran down the fire escape. I don't know where he is, Reno! He's unstable and I'm afraid he might try to hurt himself!

At that moment, I bolted out the door sprinting toward the park. 'Axel…' I thought. 'Please don't let me be too late…'

FINALLY, as a gift to all of you, here it is. The rest of the chappie.