Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction ❯ Our Minds in a Nutshell ❯ Panic!When you're not alone ( Chapter 2 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
There was a blinding light pressing against his closed eyelids as he turned to snuggle into the warm chest before him. He really hated the lack of curtains. He wasn't even sure what time it was, all he knew was the he needed more sleep and more of cuddling into Roxas.
It wasn't until the body in front of him moved that he realized it was time to begin the day. A day he would dread if Roxas wasn't there with him.
“Sora…”
“I'm up.”
They were synchronized in their morning ritual. They meandered tiredly into the bathroom, one brushed his teeth while the other used the bathroom, then switched, they would then amble over to their dresser, in this case box, and toss on whatever came into their grasp. Roxas would always avoid staring at Sora, at least during his adolescent years. Sora's body wasn't any different than his. They were thin, with a slight tone from all their activity, only Sora's skin was a shade darker than his. The blonde would always wonder what it would feel like caress that slightly bronzed skin. Would it be soft? And that temptation itself was enough to have Roxas forcefully stare away, though it was becoming harder.
“Boys, breakfast!”
The grace of their sleepy movement was broken as they raced each other down stairs. Mother was really an excellent chef.
Breakfast was always a pleasant ordeal. Pleasant but forced. They were the perfect family. Father was reading the paper sipping his coffee, probably half dressed for work, mother cooked, perhaps later cleaned the house, a wonderful homemaker, while the children never fought. Roxas sighed. It was all forced. He knew it. Xemnas never read the paper, he blankly stared as he sipped his black coffee. His mother's preoccupation with the kitchen was probably due to the fact that Squall had always demanded a big breakfast.
They were later shoved out the door, pulling on thin jackets and trying to tie their shoes.
Sora smiled. “Maybe we got the same classes!” he cheered optimistically.
Roxas laughed and shook his head. “Yes, Sora, you're taking AP psychology.”
Sora stuck out his tongue. “I'm smart! Just not book smart…”
“Who's not book smart?”
The twins looked up to see the boy, Riku, sauntering casual over to them. Sora smiled brightly at him. That boy was too kind, really.
“Good morning Riku.”
Riku's lip twitched upward slightly. “Mornin' kid.”
In the end the three accompanied each other to school. Just as well seeing as how Roxas had no idea where it was and Sora was just as clueless, if not more.
The walk was somewhat silent. Riku spent half of it staring at Sora, much to Roxas's displeasure.
“So…why'd you move out here?” The silver haired boy questioned after a while.
They were treading down a path littered in trees with fences. The scene made Roxas want to roll his eyes. Instead he opted for twitching when a leaf decided to rest on his mess of blonde hair.
“Because we needed a bigger house!” Responded Sora automatically.
Never would he mention the event.
Riku just nodded slightly. “I see…y'know that house used to be where the pot head hung out?”
What good was that useless tidbit of information?
Sora giggled.
The rest of the walk was left in silence. It left time to take in the surroundings.
The way home. Roxas doubted Riku would walk them home everyday until they memorized the route. Though, it was relatively easy. Straight, straight, left turn and they'd been heading straight since.
They merged with several students as they neared the school. And upon reaching their destination, Riku had abandoned them at the gate. The two brothers stared at each other before grasping their hangs and heading through, hoping to remain inconspicuous to the rest of the student body. Thank god they were short.
Everyone seemed to meander like lost ants, and every conversation was drowned out by the one next to it. In the end it was just like white noise. The occasional person would stare, or the occasional person would bump shoulders non-too-gently with them. Sora's hand was gripping Roxas's tightly, his palms slightly sweaty.
“Too many people Roxie..” He muttered, trying to press himself away from all the strangers
“I know…”
They wandered until they could hear the shrill bell ring. They were left to stick to the wall as everyone else ran through different doors. The halls were silent after that.
“Roxas…what are we looking for?”
“The office.”
“Oh.”
Despite the lack of crowds, Sora kept his death grip on his older brother's hand.
“Roxas?”
“Yes?”
“I think we past it.”
Indeed there was a sign high above a doorway labeled `Main Office'. As they stepped through, Sora instinctively let go of Roxas's hand. The blonde could almost say he missed that. He looked around. The office was a bit small. The staff desks took up the majority of the room, and the other quarter was taken up the plush chairs. Roxas pushed Sora gently down on one of those chairs before heading up towards the front desk.
“Yes?” The girl was obviously one of those teacher aids.
“Um, we're the new students…” he pointed to himself then back at Sora who was avidly staring at something to his left.
“Oh! Yeah…the Vice Principal wants to see you then.”
Roxas nodded and held out his hand for Sora.
The Vice Principal's office wasn't much different than the main office, only it had two less windows and two less chairs.
“Welcome you two.”
“Hello.” They echoed.
“Sora and Roxas I presume?”
Roxas nodded.
“Yes...” She paused. “You schedules should be at the front.”
The clock read nine fifteen by the time Roxas had retrieved their schedules. Sora was once again staring to the left, and he could swear he was being watched. Turning around he grinned at Sora. He then turned to the person his little brother was avidly staring at.
The boy was tall, lanky, with flaming red hair that pointed out in all directions, his eyebrows were the same color, short, and his eyes were the most vibrant green he had ever seen, they were almost catlike, lined with midnight eyeliner and wearing a smug grin, so obviously directed at him.
“Says his name is Axel.” Said Sora. “Curious name isn't it?”
Axel still smirked at Roxas. “Got it memorized?”
Roxas just raised an eyebrow. “Sure…” He took his brothers hand once again and lead him out of the office.
Cat eyes followed them out.
“I'll lead you to class, okay?”
Sora nodded, looking down at the courses for this semester.
“English, Fine Arts, Chemistry, ALGEBRA!?” Sora groaned. “I hate algebra…” He muttered sourly.
Roxas laughed and kissed his cheek. “You'll do fine. I'm taking pre cal.”
Sora pouted. Roxas had always been the brainy one he decided. Always taking the advanced courses. Sora always settled for the arts.
They paused at the English rooms.
“Go on Sora. I'll be waiting out here at the end of class okay?”
The brunette nodded and stepped in.
He was greeted with a class staring oddly at him, and the teacher pausing in mid-sentence.
“Um…hi?” He greeted. “I'm the new kid…”
There was rustling and murmuring throughout the class. The teacher however set down his chalk and pulled Sora up to the front.
“Of course. Everyone,” Said the teacher, he had a deep voice, the kind that seemed to send tremors down your body, “This is…” he looked at Sora for help.
“Sora.”
“I see. Sora. Welcome.” His blue eyes glared at his students imploring them threateningly to be kind.
“Welcome.” They chorused somewhat unenthused.
“You may take your seat.”
The small brunette smiled and hopped over to the first empty seat he spotted. It happened to be next to the oddest kid. His hair was darker than Roxas's, dirty blonde. It was spiked up in a sort of Mohawk, with a mullet trailing down the back. His ears were pierced all the way up, along with his eyebrow and bottom lip. Snake bite piercing? And his neck was adorned by a black leather dog collar. Yet despite this very interesting appearance, there was something very docile about the boy, it made him approachable. Already beginning to tune out the teacher (who looked very menacing now that he looked closely), he looked over at the blonde.
“Hi.” He whispered.
Said blonde looked over at him somewhat alarmed. “Hi?”
It was adorable really.
The brunette smiled. “I'm Sora.”
“I know…” he paused. “I'm Demyx.”
“That's an interesting name.”
The boy, Demyx, pouted. “Shut up. I think my parents were on crack when they named me…”
Sora stifled a giggle.
Half way across the campus Roxas sat, attentive, with his pencil flying across the page with rapid haste. What a studious little book worm he chided himself slightly, still jotting down the onslaught of words.
“As you can see, a child who's parents…”
He looked up as the teacher's voice trailed off. Standing in the door way was the obnoxious red head, resting an arm above his head.
“Yo.”
“Axel, you're late.”
There was that infuriating cocky smirk again. “Yeah I know…but you see on the way here there was this little girl crying over her kitty stuck in a tree and I just had to save it.”
The class snickered. The teacher looked annoyed.
“Take you seat Axel. If you're late again I'm sending you to the truancy center.”
“Right-o.”
Roxas shook his head, and continued to copy down the notes, ignoring the cramp in his wrist.
“Sup Blondie.”
Roxas froze, looking over at `Axel' who had taken a seat next to him. Wasn't someone else sitting there before?
“Hi…” It was a cautious sort of `hi.'
“So you're the new kid?”
“Yeah…”
“So you'll need someone to show you around huh?”
Roxas raised an eyebrow at him. “You think I'm a charity case?”
Axel shook his head. “Naw…I think you're cute.”
“Thanks but I don't swing that way.”
He watched Axel smirk from the corner of his eye, now somewhat afraid of this boy.
Just as promised Roxas was patiently waiting on his younger brother to come out of class, ready to hug the boy just in case no one had the courtesy of being kind. Instead he was greeted with Sora latched onto the arm of another boy, taller than him with a bunch of piercings.
“Roxas, this is Demyx. Demyx this is my big brother Roxas.” He grinned.
Roxas waved slightly, biting down the jealous that had arisen in the form of a bile taste in his mouth. There was an awkward pause, until…
“Dem!”
The trio turned to see Axel running up to them. Roxas groaned. He felt a pair of arms wrap around his shoulders. “Hey Blondie.”
He growled. “Stop calling me that before I elbow your nut sac.”
Sora seemed to choke on his own spit.
Axel grinned. “Feisty aren't cha?”
Roxas grumbled. “Let's go Sora.”
As they walked Sora questioned his older brother, blue eyes bright and his face spit into a huge grin.
“So, so, you're his friend now?”
“No.”
“He likes you.”
“He wants down my pants I'll bet.”
“Ewww…” Pause. “But he is attractive.”
Roxas grinned. “Aw, you're starting to sound a bit…homosexual, Sora.”
The brunette blushed. “I do not! I like girls…” I think.
They stopped at the math rooms.
“Good luck little brother. Don't worry exponents don't bite.”
The younger grumbled. “As far as you know…”
The math class was different for the brunette. There were more people and none of them paid heed. The teacher seemed to be in his early forties, long blonde hair and high cheek boned. Frigid in a way. He sat in the back of class, attempting to curl into himself. Unbeknownst to anyone but himself and Roxas, Sora was agoraphobic. He squeezed himself into the far right corner, hardly listening to the nasally drone of the teacher. The students whispered amongst themselves. It frightened the boy. What if they were talking about him? They didn't like him, did they? Why!? They didn't even know him!?
He felt a flutter in his chest craw it's way up his throat, making his breath hitch. He whimpered silently and closed his eyes, willing himself to breathe naturally, willing his heart to stop beating so irregularly. I need you Roxas…
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Wonderful place to end it. Sora's having a panic attack…god I hate those O.o they're creepy.
Anywayz, more to come later of course.