Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction ❯ Our Minds in a Nutshell ❯ Jealousy is an issue ( Chapter 3 )

The whimpering was lost amongst the slight buzz of whispered conversations. Sora's thin fingers were pressed against the artery on his neck, seeking desperately his heartbeat, feeling the panic rise in his chest, feeling his heart nearly stop, then beat faster. His hands were clammy as he tried vainly to calm down. It's only a class, there's no one here who knows you, what would they say? He reasoned with himself. Inconspicuously he pushed his desk even further into the shadows of the corner, laying his head down, he could feel his body lightly coated in a sheen of cold sweat.

 

“Sora…it's not your fault…how would you have known Squall would—um—attempt something like that?” His mother reasoned.

“I KNEW IT!” He cried, clinging to his brother like he always had. “I knew it! He said he would!” Sora's hands clenched around the fabric of Roxas's shirt. “I never said anything…”

“But it's not your fault! He could have just been saying that…” It was Roxas's contribution. “Sora…please, don't cry anymore.”

His sobbing continued. “If I had told…if I had told…he'd still be—“ The brunette trailed off.

His mother came to pet the back of his spikes softly. “Why would he do that? Did he tell you that?”

Sora's sobbing slowed down somewhat. “No…”

It was a downright lie. Roxas knew this. Cloud knew it.

“Oh ok…”

Sora's cries continued. I swear Squall, I'll take it to the grave, I'll take your secret to the grave.

Their mother stood and left. “Take care of him Roxie.”

Roxas nodded slightly, snuggling his little brother. “He would be happy that you didn't tell.”

 

The bell made Sora's heart jump a little more. He waited until the class cleared out before he shakily made his way out the door. Roxas leaned against the wall, idly plucking a few short hairs from his hoodie. When he felt the form of his brother collapse against him he looked up slightly alarmed.

“Sora?”

The younger shivered. “I wanna go home…”

Roxas held the quivering boy tightly. “You know you can't…it'll be okay…” He reassured, though not sure himself.

Pushing through the crowds he attempted to locate the school infirmary.

“Roxas!”

He death glared at the red head. “What do you want?”

Axel was slightly taken aback he could tell, but at the current moment he couldn't care if Axel was crying, all that mattered was Sora, who was still shivering, and still had his two fingers pressed against his artery, whimpering.

“Roxas…it's slowing down.” His voice hinted panic.

Axel gave him a strange look. “What's wrong with him?”

He paused. “I'll tell you later, if you tell me where the nurse is.”

The red head grabbed Roxas's free hand. “This way then.”

The blonde couldn't help the blush that arose in his cheeks.

“You can let go of my hand…”

“No I can't.”

Sora lagged behind them. “Roxas…”

He looked back at his younger brother. “We're almost there.”

Upon entering the infirmary Sora promptly pulled Roxas down on the free mattress. The nurse, a young brunette with braids, gave them a confused look.
“What's the matter?” Her voice was sweet, calming in a way.

“Panic attack.” Roxas muttered, trying to detach himself from Sora. “He just needs to calm down…” He wasn't sure what else he could do for him, regretfully.

The nurse looked down at Sora. “Alright. Should I notify somebody?”

Roxas shook his head. Their mother needn't know, and Xemnas would blow a fuse. “Could he stay here until lunch? I'll come for him then…”

The nurse nodded.

“Thank you nurse….”

“Arieth.”

“Nurse Arieth.” He nodded before leaning over Sora. “I'll be back little brother.” He kissed his cheek tenderly before heading out, Axel remained in the door way.

They ambled out, taking note that the halls were a little less crowded.

“Talk.”

Roxas was taken aback for a moment. “Huh?”

“What was wrong with the kid?”

“Oh…nothing. Just panic attack.”

“Sounds serious.”

Roxas shook his head. “It's not, usually.”

Honestly, the reason Roxas was taken a college level course in psychology was for the well-being of his little brother. He walked with Axel, thoughts occupied.

“Kid, you're gonna run into a wall.” He was hauled away from said wall.

The blonde gave Axel a sheepish look. “Eh…”

It was ironic, the red-head was a year ahead of him, a senior to be specific and yet he noticed that most of his classes were with the obnoxious teen.

“You're brother will be fine.”

“I know.”

 

“Arieth?”

The infirmary door opened. Slowly limping in was Riku, a grimace adorning his handsome features. The soft-spoken nurse looked up.

“Oh, what happened now Riku?”

“I hopped the fence.” It was said in such a nonchalant manner that Sora, who was facing the wall, wondered if this was an every day occurrence.

“Again?”

“You sound surprised.”

Arieth sighed, not bothering to stand up. “You know where the first aid kit is.”

Sora turned around. He was met with Riku's backside bending over a drawer. He was decked out in the school P.E. uniform, baby blue gym shorts and a white t-shirt with the school logo and mascot, an eagle. The silver haired boy turned a while later with a white box in his hands. As he made for the bed his lips twitched into the half smile he gave the day before.

“'Sup kid.”

Sora pouted slightly, tachycardia forgotten. “I'm not a kid.”

Riku laughed a little and ruffled his already unruly hair before opening the box. Sora sat up to get a better view of his neighbor's injuries. The boys pale knees were stained with crimson blood dribbling downwards. Sora winced mentally. Ouch.

“Need help?” When they were younger, him and Roxas, Squall would always help them when they scraped their knees, shoulder, elbows…or fell out of the tree.

Riku looked up at him curiously. “No…it's ok.”

Sora looked down. “Alright…”

The silence that fell upon them was slightly awkward, only broken by the keys clicking on Arieth's desk.

“Umm..boys, I need to go for a minute, will you be all right?” She was standing next to the door.

They simultaneously nodded, and the silence befell them once again.

“So what are you here for?” Riku asked, somewhat bluntly.

Sora blushed. “Something stupid…”

Riku looked over, pausing in peeling the band aid over the gash on his knee. “If you're at the nurse it can't be that stupid…”

“Maybe…it was, um, Roxas calls it an anxiety attack.”

Riku nodded. “I get those.”

Sora's head shot up. “Really!?”

Riku nodded solemnly.

“How do you get rid of them?”

Riku smirked slightly. “Your big brother wouldn't approve.”

Sora looked down once again. “Oh ok…I still want to know.”

“I smoke, kid.”

Sora made a face. “That's bad for you.”

Riku laughed. “Oh man, you're cute.”

 

Lunch couldn't come faster for the poor blonde. His nerves were frazzled, and not just because of his concern of Sora's condition. Axel would not stop touching him!

“Stop!”

“But you're hair…”

“I SAID STOP TOUCHING MY HAIR!”

“Can I touch something else?” The suggestive hint in Axel's voice made Roxas glare.

“Fuck you.”

Axel grinned gleefully. “I would love to!”

Roxas growled. “Go away!”

 

The bickering was over heard by Riku and Sora in the infirmary as the other two neared.

“Shoo!”

“But-but—“

“I don't need you anymore.”

“Aww you don't mean that.”

“Yes I do!”

“But how will you know where the cafeteria is?”

“Don't care.”

“The bathrooms?”

“I'll figure it out eventually.”

“Not before you pee your pants you're not.”

Roxas's frustrated growl came the loudest. “GO AWAY YOU FREAK!”

Silence. “No.”

Sora giggled. “I think Roxas has a boyfriend.”

Riku laughed. “Really, I think Axel just wants down your big brothers pants.”

Sora made a face. “Ew.”

The door to the infirmary flew open and Roxas came dashing to his side. “Are you feeling better? Did it go away completely?” Sora could only blush at the barrage of questions.

“I'm fine Roxas.” He smiled.

It was then that the blonde turned to look at Riku. “You're…Riku, right?”

The silver haired boy nodded. And in the background stood Axel, coughing in an endeavor to make himself noticed.

Roxas shushed him viciously. He turned back to his younger brother. “Want to come down to lunch?”

The younger's face lit up. “Yus.”

 

The line at the cafeteria was relatively long. It came out the front door and curved around a tree. Needless to say the students under the tree were the most comfortable. It seemed that Sora's bubbly personality had returned with full force, for he was now clinging to Riku's back, snuggling the back of the startled boy's neck. It made Roxas somewhat jealous, it frightened him. But he held the thought back, he held the jealousy back. That was his brother! His brother, for gods sake! He sighed. Being one of the students under said tree, he leaned against the trunk, letting the bark scratch pleasantly at his neck as he moved his head.

“Hey Roxas.”

The blonde opened a blue eye to see Axel's face close to his.

“What?”

“Could I come home with you?”

Roxas paused. “Why the hell would I let you do that?”

“Because you were actually paying attention in psychology and I wasn't.”

Roxas pinched the bridge of his nose. “I know you for five hours and you want to come over?”

Axel's face was bright as he nodded.

“What the hell is wrong with you?”

“Nothing, I just think you're cu—very, very smart.” He red head corrected himself.

Riku was snickering. “Beware you butt Roxas.”

Roxas flipped him off. “Go away Axel, don't you have other friends?”

“Yes, but he's kind of in the music room and I like avoiding that area.”

Sora turned to Axel. “You mean Demu-chan?”

Axel raised an eyebrow. “Demu-chan?”

“Yep! That's what I call him. He's adorable. Really passive.”

Axel laughed a little. “That's my Dem.”

 

The line was very slow in moving they noted. In agitation Roxas started down at his watch. He swayed from side to side. Left, right left right, every thirty seconds alternating his movements: right, left, right left, and never failing to look down at his watch every two minutes obsessively, compulsively.

Sora was bouncing just as impatiently on Riku's back.

“Are we there yet?”

“No.”

“Are we there yet?”

“No, Sora.”

“Are we there yet?”

“GOD! What are you five!?”

“No, I'm sixteen.” He said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. He was grinning.

Near the end of their break they had gotten to the front of the line. By that time Axel had dispersed, leaving Roxas as the third wheel, staring in a jealous rage he refused to acknowledge.

“Roxas are you okay? You look mad…”

Roxas smiled at the sweet voice of his younger brother. “Yes, I'm fine.” He shook his head. Hopefully his computer was hooked up by the time he had gotten home. The small paragraph he had read the previous night hadn't explained enough. `In some cases older sibling seduce their younger siblings…'

Roxas could only blush as they made their way to Riku's usual spot. Would he try to seduce Sora? Could he!? In his minds eye he could see a naked Sora, writhing, whimpering, covered in sweat, but his expression wouldn't be one of distress it would be one of pleasure. Sora's saccharine voice would beg and plead for him to stop teasing, beg him to take him. Love him.

“Oh please, Roxas!”

“Roxie are you okay?”

The blonde looked up at his younger brother. “I'm fine.” And he watched as the brunette went back to his conversation with Riku.

Roxas sighed, now more than ever did he miss his best friend. Hayner…

 

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The seeds of jealousy have been planted! Bwuahah!

 

In the next chapter, Axel really is a stalker and he takes Demyx along for the ride. We get an insight into the musicians head, and Sora follows a bad example.