Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction ❯ Little Vanilla Bunny ❯ Little Vanilla Bunny ( Chapter 1 )

Little Vanilla Bunny

 

The little blonde stared wide eyed at the bed in front of him. On top of the bed was a long, slender brunette. His older brother. The small five year old stood stark naked. His blonde mane lay slightly wet around his shoulders. The little one had decided he was gonna play big boy today and take a shower all by himself. And he had. He had taken a shower and put his dirty clothes away. It had been easy. Until he encountered a problem. When he wanted to get dressed he hadn't been able to reach the drawer, let alone open it.

 

So here he was trying to wake he brother. The little blue eyed cutie tugged and tugged at his brother. In a desperate attempt to awaken him he clutched his tiny hands tight around the thick blue blanket that covered his brother. Using all his strength and speed the boy ran as fast as fast as he could away from the bed. At first nothing happened then slowly it gave way and slowly slid off the bed and his brother. As the comforter fell on the floor the boy's pudgy little legs became tangled and he fell hard on the floor with a thump.

 

He lay there dazed for a moment before slowly sitting up. He turned his blue eyes to look at his brother. His brother just mumbled something and rolled over. The blonde's lip stuck out slightly as he pouted. Standing up the boy balled up his fist in front of him and put on a determined face. He walked over to the bed and tried to clime onto the bed. He looked much like a baby monkey attempting to climb a vine.

 

With a `oof' of effort he rolled on the bed. He panted, his chest heaving up and down, before looking at his brother out of the corner of his eye. Rolling over once more he propped himself up on his elbows and studied the older boy. For some reason the other was just as nude as the boy was. Crawling on all fours he made his way to his brother. He poked his chest gently. The teen moaned slightly and moved to lay on his back. The young blonde wasn't having it. Moving so he was planted on his brother's broad chest he wiggled slightly. He began poking and bouncing up and down. The other batted his hands away but other wide didn't move.

 

Big blue orbs glared in frustration. He moved back so that he straddled the taller's hips. His blue irises watched the shiny silver rings that shifted up and down showing that the man was alive. He had always liked how the little hoops amazed him to no end. He laced his pudgy fingers in the glossy donut and played with it. He absolutely loved to sit on his brother's lap and play with them while they watched Saturday morning cartoons. He was not sure how lone he had been playing but he noticed that his brother was breathing slightly hard under him.

 

No he was more like panting. The tiny blonde angel laid his head down on the brunette's chest. “Thump, Thump, Thump.” He pulled back to look at the one under him. He tilted his head and looked behind him when he felt something poke into his lower back. It was his brother's `wee wee' as he called it. Did is brother have to go potty?

 

“Mmm…” Blonde head whirled around and looked with wide eyes. He didn't wake up. `I gotta hurry!' Jumping off the bed he waddled as fast as his little legs would take him to the bathroom. The little one had to lean against the door on his tip toes he reached the door handle. His fingers barely wrapped around in knob with a lot of effort he opened the door.

 

Luckily the light from the bedroom filtered in allowing him to see since obviously he couldn't reach the switch. Blue pools landed on the little potty in the far corner. The blonde walked over and pulled with all his strength. It didn't budge. Walking around to the other side he gave it a great push. It moved! Pushing as long as he could took a toll on him. He was sweating and his tiny lungs burned like a forest fire. Sit down, he had to, even for just a minute. He lay back using his arms for support. But he didn't stay there to long his brother had to use the bathroom and gosh darnit he was gonna help. He got back to work determination made his job many times easier.

 

Now he stood looking at the bed. There was no way his frail little arms could lift a potty onto the king sized bed. Heck he could barely climb in the bed himself. Sighing he sat down, ready to admit defeat. But a sound met his baby ears. He tilted his head up to see the source of the noise.

 

“Yes…more…pleassse.” Wide eyes got wider. His brother wanted him to do more? Yes he could do it…but how? It's not like the potty came apart. Wait…it did come apart. It came apart into pieces tat he could easily lift and put on the bed. He made quick work of unassembling the plastic device and carrying the parts to the bed then setting them up just to go get another.

 

A huge smile formed on his lips. He had done it. Looking at his still sleeping brother he set to work. It took a lot of coaxing but he managed to get his legs open and the potty between them. Then once again he straddled his hips as his brother mumbled incoherently. His brother`s wee wee was standing tall and looked like it was straining against some kind of invisible restraint.

 

He sure was glad he hadn't wasted too much time. His brother looked ready to explode at any moment. But there was a problem, his brother wasn't facing the right way. But he could help. Wrapping his fingers around his brother's stiff length he aimed it at the potty.

 

“Oh…yesss…don't tease…ahhel!” The boy looked over his tiny shoulder. Did he brother want Axel? The baby loved the red head as much as loved his brother. Axel always played the best games with him when his brother was busy. His brother always acted funny around the red head.

 

He stared as he walked or sat and became even clumsier. It was funny sometimes. But that wasn't the point. Right now his brother had broken out in a sweat and his breath was coming in shallow puffs. As he muttered small things into the still air of the room he twitched occasionally.

 

“Big brother?” the little one said into the room that was filled with his brother's exotic breathing.

 

“S-stroke it please….Ah!” What? What does stroke mean? Like hit or attack. Yeah he remembered once when they had watched a golf game and he had `stroked `the ball. He let go of his brother and popped it semi-hard with his tiny hand. His brother cried out as he bounced all around for a few moments. The cry had caused the angel t jump ad nearly fall off the bed. He clutched his chest and tried to calm his breathing.

 

“A=Axel please rub it.” Oh, that's what his brother wanted. The little one softly rubbed his brother's legs thinking he was helping.

 

“No, not there.” Then where? Did he want his wee wee rubbed? It seemed a little strange but his brother wanted it. Using both hands he gently began to rub his brother. A moan escaped his lips.

 

“Axel…mmm…faster!” He obliged his brother even thought he had called him Axel. He was Roxas right? That's what his brother called him all the time, that or sweets. Roxas loved sweets. He especially loved vanilla ice cream…mmmm…ice cream. Roxas' thoughts were tossed aside for a moment when his brother bucked his hips upward, nearly knocking him off.

 

“Yesss…ohhhhhhh….that's it!” Roxas was glad his brother liked the treatment he was giving him. Was this what parents had to go through to get their kids to use the bathroom while they slept? He would have to thank his brother for putting up with this later.

 

“Take me in…swallow me whole!” What? Put a wee wee in his mouth? Roxas eyed it. It probably tasted horrible.

 

“Now…just now!” W-well what's the worst that could happen? He could always stop if he didn't like it. He bent over and gave his brother a attentive lick. The salty taste of sweat erupted on his inexperienced tongue. He shivered. It was kinda like a sea salt ice cream cone.

 

Roxas decided the taste was ok and he continued his ministrations. He felt his brother going wild as he licked and rubbed him to completion. Roxas really hoped he used the potty soon. He was ready to get dressed. Axel was supposed to come by at ten his brother said.

 

“Oh god, so close. Please don't stop. I beg of you.” And stop he didn't. He was just about ready to give up when his brother tensed under him.

 

“Ahheel!” Roxas Didn't pull back fast enough. Something white and creamy flew out of his brother and splattered all over him and the bed.

 

“Ugh….w-what?” Demyx slowly opened his eyes. He had had another one. This was the fourth wet dream this week. He groaned and covered his eyes with his left arm.

 

“Hmm?” What was that pressure on his lower stomach?

 

“Big Bro'her?” Demyx flew up, knocking poor Roxas forward, causing him to crash face first into his potty.

 

“Roxas!”

 

“Mmrph!” How long had he been there? Dear god don't tell him. Demyx reached for his little brother who was flailing his little arms in an attempt to get his head out.

 

“Hold on sweets, I got you.” Roxas calmed down and let himself be pulled back by strong hands. Demyx took a deep breath and slowly he turned him around with a prayer. But his prayer was burned in his face. His worse fear had been realized. Covering Roxas face were big globs of his sticky essence.

 

“Roxas, what?” Roxas tilted his head and began to rub at his face.

 

“Ow!” His eyes started to water as he smeared the mess on his face causing some to enter his eye. Demyx gently pulled his hand away and attempted to keep the blonde calm as tears threatened to fall.

 

“Shhh…don't cry baby. I'll make it better, promise.” Demyx cooed as he carried the little angel in his arms to the bathroom.

 

“Sniff…it hurtsss. Make it stop!” Demyx turned on the water and rinsed his brother's eye desperate to get the unwanted thing out of the baby's eye. The little one sniffled here and there.

 

Soon his brother's face was clean. Now all that remained was cleaning the rest of him, and getting some answers. Like for one why was he naked?

 

“Sweets, where are your clothes?” Demyx asked as he watched said boy turn to face him. Blueberries studied him for a moment before answering him.

 

“I was a big boy. I take a bath by me self.” Demyx smiled at the boys antics.

 

“It's took and myself little one.” Roxas blushed and his eyes went wide.

 

“Oh.” Demyx knew the time for the question was near but he feared the answer. He sighed and closed his eyes.

 

“Roxas?” the boy looked up at him.

 

“Yes?” Demyx waited before continuing.

 

“What happened?” Roxas recounted the events of what had happened since he had gotten out of the shower.

 

“I see.” Demyx said for lack of words. He was a horrible brother, and caretaker. How could he let this happen?

 

“Roxas, let's take a shower!” Demyx looked at his watch. It ws ten minutes to the time Axel was supposed to come get them.

 

“Ok!” Demyx smiled, though deep down he was depressed. He had probably scarred his brother for life.

 

“Big brother?” Demyx looked at the younger to show he was listening.

 

“I wanna take a bafh.” The older tilted his head.

 

“A bath?” Is that what he meant?

 

“Yeah! And I get hungwey!” Demyx shook his head. His little brother was just too cute at times. It made him wonder why they had dumped him on Demyx. Five years ago. Roxas hadn't even been nine hours old. Hell his mother had never even held him.

 

Demyx had been twelve years old and still in school. How was he supposed to take care of an infant? That's where Axel came in. He had told his mother and she had gladly watched the baby when Demyx couldn't. Axel's father had let Demyx work doing little things like washing the dishes in return for food, shelter, and clothing. But when Roxas was four and he wad sixteen Axel's parents had died leaving the three boys alone.

 

But Axel had relatives he could go to but they had left the two brothers alone. Because in the end, they were not family. Axel had kicked and screamed but it was no use they had gotten him. So for a year Demyx had to do things he would regret for the rest of his life. He had sold himself on the streets so he could buy food. He had acquired a job and used the five finger discount many times over.

 

Luckily he was never caught. His teachers feared for his grades but when they asked he just said he was having a hard time at hom. Then he had joined organization XIII. They had promised to help Demyx and Roxas. Hell they had even made Roxas a member. When they had their first meeting Demyx had on a black hoodie and had one on Roxas as well.

 

There was no way they would know what his little angel looked like. When Xemnas had introduced both of them a black clad figure in leather, belts, studs, and chains stood up.

 

“What?” He had exclaimed. Demyx had jumped, was he not wanted. The figure looked at him and pulled his hood back.

 

“Axel!” Demyx exclaimed. Roxas, who had been old enough to remember Axel, bounced up and down and clapped his hands all the while calling the red head's name.

 

“Ahel, Ahel!” the others watched, amused with the boy, who bounced his hood off. His blond hair defying gravity. When he realized it had fallen off he had stopped moving.

 

“Uh-oh.” But Demyx had paid it no mind as he pulled his own back. In the end Xemnas had ended he meeting so the two could be reunited. Demyx smiled slightly. But he was brought from his thoughts by Roxas' little giggle.

 

Demyx blinked. Sometime during his memory he had ran the bath water, with bubbles, and both had gotten in. He watched as his brother washed himself up. He was pretty smart for his age. He cleaned himself to the tune.

 

“Row your boat.” A devilish smirk appeared on the brunette's face. In the blink of an eye a high pitched laugh exploded in the small tube. Roxas squirmed as long fingers tickled him relentlessly.

 

After a minute both were tired and drying off. The water had been released. Demyx was attempting to wrap a towel around his brother when the door bell told them Axel was present. Roxas bolted to the door. Demyx was glad he had told him not to open the front door. Roxas bounced around naked dodging Demyx. Axel rang the bell again.

 

“Demyx I know your home. Hurry up you lazy bum.” Demyx rolled his eyes.

 

“Hold on.” He was about to open the door when he realized he was just as naked as his brother. He blushed, that would have been a sight for Axel. His best friend opening the door nude. He spotted the blue comforter on the floor and spread it around him before opening the door. The red head smiled at him then frowned.

 

“What's with the blanket, Dem. You sick or something?” Before he could say more a fuzzy blond blur attacked his leg. He smiled down at the nude angel.

 

“Aw…Rox I missed you too.”

 

“Yay! Axel we took a bath!” Roxas said excitedly as his brother went to close the door. Axel bent down.

 

“Really?” The baby nodded his head.

 

“Yep I took a shower all my myself! Then I took one with big bro'her.” Axel laughed and looked up at Demyx who was slightly on edge, would the little one tell?

 

“Couldn't take a bath by yourself Dem?” Demyx rolled his eyes forgetting why he was on edge.

 

“Yeah, we got dirty!” the little one cried.

 

“Really, how?” The five year old just about to recount the tell of the potty when Demyx tripped and fell. He had been trying to rush to his brother but became tangled in the blanket. Axel looked at the tangled brunette who blushed as the blonde talked.

 

His voice was lost. Axel hadn't really been listening to the baby, he was trying to contain the pressure in his lower pants. The sudden upset look made it that much easier. He was about to ask what was wrong when a sudden sentence of the blonde's ramble stood out. His head snapped down.

 

“What?!” the blond was red from talking nonstop and he pouted at having to repeat.

 

“I licked it!” Axel shook his head.

 

“Licked what?” The baby sighed.

 

“When bro'her was sleep he mumbled something about you and said to take him in. Then he said now…oh yeah just now. So I licked it!” Axel's eyes grew wide as he turned to face Demyx.

 

He knew Demyx too well. There had to be something he was missing. And what had he mumbled about Axel?

 

“Dem?” Said teen sighed in defeat.

 

“I had a wet dream.” He admitted, tears were ready to fall. “About you, I guess I talked through it.” Axel bent down next to Roxas.

 

“Hey Rox, why don't you go get dressed? We'll be in later then we can leave.” Blue crayon colored eyes lit up like fireworks.

 

“Really? Powmise?” Axel nodded.

 

“Promise!” Roxas was gone before he could finish. He smiled then moved over to Demyx who was sitting up.

 

“Please Axel, just forget it.” Axel reached out but stopped.

 

“Why?” Demyx lowered his head.

 

“Why what? Why did I have the dream of why should you forget?” Axel lifted his chin gently and his green eyes locked with Demyx's blue.

 

“No, why didn't you tell me how you felt?” Demyx frowned and turned to look away, but Axel held strong.

 

“It doesn't matter.”

 

“It does matter, when you hurt, I hurt.” Demyx eyes widened.

 

“Wha?” Demyx went silent as Axel's lips crashed into his own. Axel licked his bottom lip asking for entrance that he had gotten long ago.

 

Mrph…” Demyx said as Axel dove his tongue fast into his mouth. Axel smirked against his lips as his long awaited love leaned against him for support. He went ridged when he felt something

 

“Dem, what's in your mouth?” Demyx shook his head.

 

“What do you mean?”

 

“Just now it brushed against my tongue.”

 

“You mean this?” Demyx stuck out his tongue. In his tongue was a shiny platinum tongue ring.

 

“Oh my god!” Demyx blushed.

 

“Um…” Ok so maybe Axel had a weakness for piercings and tattoos. But hey, that's cool.

 

“Got anymore piercings?” Demyx smiled.

 

“Well you know my ears are pierced and…well…see for yourself.” With that he dropped the blanket to reveal his upper body. Axel could feel himself become hard as he spotted the twin nipple rings.

 

“Yes!” Axel attacked! His tongue wrapping around the tongue ring of his lover. His fingers pinching his silver hoops.

 

“Mmmm….” Anything else was forgotten. Until…Roxas came back.

 

“Axel, big bro'her?” Both jumped apart.

 

“Um…yes?”

 

“Yeah Rox?” The boy stood dressed in green pants and a green shirt with a bear on it.

 

“Wha'cha doin'?” Both smiled.

 

“Nothing much.” Roxas crossed his arms and pouted.

 

“Big bro'her you still not dressed.” Demyx blushed.

 

“Sorry.” But Roxas wasn't having it. He quickly waked over and grabbed the older's hand/

 

“Hurry up. We have to find Vanilla.” Demyx allowed himself to be pulled by the cute baby. Axel raised an eyebrow and followed them into the room.

 

“Hey, who is vanilla?” Demyx looked over his shoulder and shrugged. But Roxas quickly explained.

 

“We don't know. So when we go to the pet store we can ask `round!” Axel nodded so vanilla was the pet Demyx had promised Roxas. Axel smirked as he saw Demyx slipping into a pair of sea green boxers. Demyx was completely oblivious as his lover ogled him, very much enjoying the show.

 

Axel felt somewhat annoyed when he looked and saw that Demyx was fully dressed in faded blue jeans and a black shirt with a huge drop of water on the front. Roxas had become very irritated and was tapping his foot impatiently on the ground.

 

“We havta hurry, Vanilla is lonely!” Demyx smirked.

 

“Or worse, the pet monster got him.” Roxas nearly had a heart attack.

 

“NOOOO!” He ran to the door and attempted to open it. Axel and Demyx quickly followed laughing. Roxas looked at them.

 

“W-what?” Both older boys tried to calm their laughter. Tears began to cascade down his heart shaped face. Both boys immediately stopped laughing.

 

“Hey Rox, don't cry.” Demyx nodded.

 

“Yeah baby, we're sorry.” Roxas dried his eyes.

 

“That was mean.” The teens came to the hurt baby.

 

“Hey lets head out.” Roxas looked around his little fist.

 

“Piggy back?” Axel smiled and bent down.

 

“Piggy back.” Roxas beamed and hopped on the red head's back. It didn't take long to get to the bus and ride to the mall and then find the pet store.

 

“So where is Vanilla?” Roxas frowned as he looked at a bird.

 

“I don't know.”

 

“Well Rox, you better go find vanilla.” Roxas put on a determined look. He walked to a little pen with a black poodle and a brown and white dog that he had never seen before. Leaning over he made them come to him.

 

“Are you Vanilla?” the dogs just barked and attempted to lick his face. Roxas frowned, these were not Vanilla. He walked up to the huge birdcage in the middle of the store. He asked each and every bird twice and some got asked three times. But alas none were Vanilla. Roxas walked around asking every single animal and person in the store. Axel and Demyx were too caught up in looking at each other when they thought the other wasn't looking.

 

“Look at that little boy. Is he lost?”

 

“His parents must be so irresponsible.”

 

“It's a shame, he's so cute.”

 

“Maybe we should help him.”

 

“Oh dear, he looks ready to cry.” Axel and Demyx looked up when they heard that.

 

“Man, finding him a pet is proving to be harder than we thought.” Roxas was sniffling, on the verge of tears when a shadow fell on him. He looked up to see Larxene standing over him. She smiled.

 

“Well if it isn't little Roxas.”

 

“Oh, Lara, what'cha doin' here?” She loved the baby's nickname for herself.

 

“I work here. Why are you here?” Roxas smiled up at her.

 

“Me, big bro'her, and Axel came to find Vanilla.” She tilted her head.

 

“Who's Vanilla?” a sudden depression hit the baby hard.

 

“That's the prowblem I asked but no one knows not even the andamals.” Larxene had to think for a moment. How could she help.

 

“Well tell me about Vanilla.” Roxas thought.

 

“Um…Vanilla is cute!” He smiled at her. Not much info.

 

“Is Vanilla like you?” Maybe she should get a pet that related to the little angel.

 

“I think so.”

“Ok is Vanilla big or small?” Roxas thought, he was small. Did he want a pet that was bigger then him?

 

“Nuh-uh Vanilla is a baby like me!” Larxene smiled. Now they were getting somewhere.

 

“What color is Vanilla?”

 

“Vanilla is while like Vanilla ice cream. Yum!” Larxene swooned at his antics. Now what baby animals did she have? Um…birds…cats…and…oh yeah rabbits.

 

“Does Vanilla fly?” Roxas thought. He didn't want Vanilla to fly away. He shook his head no.

 

“Does vanilla purr?” Purr? What does that mean?

 

“No!” That just left the rabbits.

“Ok, I think I know. Come on.” She grabbed his hand and took him to a secluded corner. At first all he saw were hamsters and mice.

 

“Those aren't Vanilla.”

 

“I know.” She lifted him so he could see higher.

 

“Wow!” She smiled as Roxas' eyes grew wide.

 

“Is that Vanilla?” He nodded eagerly and clapped his hands.

 

“You found Vanilla!”

 

“So you want it.”

 

“Yay!” Roxas was so excited that before he knew it he had a little cage with Vanilla in it. He ran over to Demyx and Axel.

 

“I found Vanilla!” He practically shrieked.

 

“That's good. What is he?' Roxas shook his head.

 

“She is a bunny.” Demyx and Axel looked at each other. They could see it hopping after him right now.

 

“That'll be thirty nine fifty.” Everyone looked at the blonde.

 

“Lara!”

 

“Larxene? What are you doing here?”

 

“I work here dorks. Now if that's all, Pay!”

 

“This isn't all, right Dem?' Demyx nodded.

 

“We need food and such.” The woman nodded and led them through the store.

 

“Ok, lets try this again. Your total is seventy four ninety six.” Demyx sighed. The money he spent on his brother. Demyx was about to pull out his wallet when axel beat him to it.

 

“Here, keep the change.” She stared down and counted the money.

 

“Oh wow four cents, big spender.” They all laughed before heading out of the store.

 

“I'm still hungwey!” Axel laughed.

 

“Yeah Dem, buy us some ice cream.” Demyx rolled his eyes.

 

“As much as you eat Axel I don't think I can afford it.” Axel snickered as they made their way to the ice cream vender.

 

“Hey Xaldin, what's happening?” The man growled.

 

“What the hell do you want?” Demyx looked at Roxas.

 

“I want sea salt.” Axel cut in.

 

“Me too!” chimed. Demyx shook his head.

 

“Three sea salt ice creams.” Xaldin ran up their total.

 

“Three dollars and ten cents.” Demyx nodded and handed him a five. Xaldin took the money and handed them the change.

 

“Here two dollars and ninety cents.”

 

“Thanks.”

 

“Hey Xaldy hurry up with that ice cream.” Axel called. Xaldin didn't look over his shoulder. All that let you know he heard was the reply.

 

“I will kill you, Axel.” He came back with the three ice cream cones and handed them over.

 

“Leave!”

 

“Good day to you too.”

 

“Yay!” Roxas jumped up and down for his ice cream.

 

“Here, careful now.” Roxas nodded and licked happily away.

 

“Hey, this taste like big bro'her's -“ Demyx quickly covered his mouth. People were staring.

 

“Hey you taste good Dem!” Demyx turned beat red.

 

“Shut up you!” Axel snorted and Roxas giggled madly. Demyx sighed.

 

“Let's go home you two!” And they did just that.