Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction ❯ Our Minds in a Nutshell ❯ Teach me ( Chapter 6 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

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Here is yet another chapter.
 
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Behind a brick wall where the ground was littered in burnt out butts and the air smelled of tobacco leaned Sora, a cigarette between his lips, to his left Riku in the same process, his leg putting out yet another butt that was carelessly tossed towards the pavement.
“Are you sure your brother won't kill you?” He laughed.
Sora giggled. “I'm sure.” He held up a brand new packet of gum. “I'm only smoking one right?”
Riku shrugged. “It stick to your clothes.”
Sora blinked. “Um…I was standing next to a guy who was smoking.” He nodded firmly.
The silver haired teen laughed and ruffled the brunette's already messy tresses. “You're so cute kid!”
Pout. “I'm not cute.”
Riku smirked, and that that moment, he leaned over, nibbling softly at the base of Sora's neck, causing the younger to jump, squeak, moan and blush all in the matter of two seconds.
“Riku?”
The boy shrugged. “Like I said, cute.”
 
As the orange glow touched the sky and spread its dimming light across the horizon, Roxas sat upon the piles of messy blankets resting on the floor, staring out the window, several articles printed out beside him, and a lost expression graced his normally vibrant blue eyes. Sora wasn't home yet…there was never a time in which his twin, his other half, was away from him, not for this long…his hands lay limply palm down upon a typed report for his psychology class.
He snorted to himself. They were old enough…he was probably with Riku anyway…there was no point in worrying. He sighed, letting himself fall upon the sheets and paper, crinkling the ones his head and torso fell upon, his eyes still resting on the now blood red sky…Sora…come home…
He turned once more to face the wall…there were sounds coming from the first story. As of late, his parents were wrapped up in a world of their own, a world filled with deception so easy to see and fights that weren't supposed to be heard. A tap at the window alerted the blonde as he sprang up to see his favorite brunette teetering dangerously on the branch that connected the window to the outside world.
“Sora!” He rushed over to his grinning brother.
“Hi!” Was the only warning he got before he was met with an armful of Sora…who was sporting an odd but familiar scent…the scent of—
“Sora…what the hell have you been doing?” It came out much harsher than he had intended, and by this point he wished he could have taken it back. The look on Sora's face was all he needed to feel horrible.
“I wasn't doing anything Roxas! Honest!” He pleaded, snuggling into his older brother's neck. He could detect a sliver to panic in his voice. “I was just next to this guy…and…and…” The younger boy's breath began to quicken and shallow.
Hastily Roxas pulled away from Sora. “It's okay, it's okay! I believe you.” He kissed him on the cheek fondly. “Sorry I doubted you.”
Sora was a good kid. He would never do anything like that….never…
From down stairs they could hear the front door slam.
“Mom's going out again?”
Roxas nodded, settling amongst his mess of papers. Sora looking down upon him.
“You look funny like that.”
The blonde sent him a confused look. “how?”
“With all those papers. It's like you're Sig-mung..um…something…some guy!”
Roxas shook his head. “ Sigmund Freud.” He blushed slightly. “You're strange Sora.”
His younger brother gave him a proud grin before clearing the blanket area of the offending papers, and replacing them with himself. Which, Roxas had to add, was all the better. He lay himself beside his brother, softly stroking the soft unruly hair.
“Roxas?”
“Hmm?” There was something so serene about laying in the soft dying sunlight, in the comfortable silence, in this warmth that dulled his senses down, relaxing him enough to pull Sora closer and snuggle into him, breathing in the scent that was uniquely his, despite the tobacco mixed in…though in his head, he admitted it was somewhat…exotic? Appealing? Just a little, maybe.
“What's it like to kiss someone?”
The question brought his lethargic mind back into alert.
“What?”
Sora turned onto his stomach, glancing curiously up at identical blue eyes. “What's it like to kiss someone?” He repeated, same tone.
Roxas turned pink. “I-I wouldn't know…” He paused. “Why'd you ask?”
Sora shrugged. “Riku mentioned it…”
Riku. It wasn't his fault that he had such a dislike for the boy…after all, he was moving in on his territory right? It was instinctual, like a cat pees on its property. Not that he would do that on Sora…or maybe…his cheeks went impossibly redder.
“Roxas?”
The blonde sheepishly smiled. “Umm…Sorry…I-I don't know.” Oh how he wish he did…
“Maybe then, you could show me!”
“What?”
“Show me! We'll teach each other.” There was a blindingly naïve smile on the boys face as he sat up, he legs tucked next to his hips and his hands resting on his knees as he looked down at the dumfound Roxas.
“B-but—“ Roxas, why the fuck are you complaining? TAKE IT!! TAKE IT! It's not abuse…he's your brother, there's no malicious intent…
“I guess…”
Sora let out a little giggle. “Okay…what do we do?” He tilted his head.
Roxas sat up, gently tugging on Sora's hands, who instantly held onto his brothers.
“I think we just lean in…” He said, leaning his head closer, tilting it in the opposite direction of Sora's. His heart was racing and he could hear the blood rushing in his ears. Consciously he willed his breath to stay even as he neared closer to his younger brother's face, their lips millimeters apart and he could feel Sora's warm breath mingling with his own.
“Close your eyes…”
It was so easy to have Sora comply to him…so trustingly. And yet, the blonde couldn't get himself to feel guilty for any of this, nothing. He loved Sora! There would never be a time in which he would knowingly or willingly cause this naïve soul any harm…
Their lips pressed together for a second, and all Roxas could think of was holding his breath, holding his breath and hoping, praying that this was all not some dream like the other nights. Hoping that Sora's arms would never fall from his neck.
They parted after a few seconds, Sora's grinning face the first thing he saw after opening his eyes. He knew his face was flushed. Sora himself was sporting a light pink tinge, it was charming.
“I liked it.” The boy declared.
“M-me too.”
“Let's do it again!”
Sora was an enigma. Truly. Hadn't he any idea how immoral this was!? Roxas knew…and he went along with it of course, but then, the boy had come to terms with his slightly abnormal ways of thinking.
He couldn't help but laugh though. “If you want.” He knew he did.
Sora was the type of person who did anything he please just because it felt good. And the blonde knew he should have stopped that train of thought there. He could think of several things that would feel good, several things that would have Sora coming back for more…
They leaned in again, Sora taking the initiative and placing his bottom atop Roxas's lap. The blonde's eyes snapped open as Sora's lips descended on his. It was more than just a simple peck this time. It was clumsy and unpracticed, but with Sora, that innocence and enthusiasm, it made it seem that such trivialities didn't matter. He kissed back, equally as inexperienced. Almost uncertainly Sora opened his mouth. Well… you can't go to high school and not pick up some rumors.
They broke away panting slightly, Sora's eyes half lidded and a trail of saliva down his chin. The look itself sent shivers down Roxas's spine and tendrils of pleasure southward, which Sora would most likely feel in a while.
“I really like it..” the brunette decided. “What else do you know?”
Roxas went red. More than I should know…
“Stuff…” He said vaguely. “Just stuff.”
Sora giggled and did what Riku had done to him before, nibbled the spot where his neck met his shoulder.
Roxas gasped slightly, tossing his head back and tilting it to the left, allowing Sora more access.
“You liked that?”
Roxas nodded. “Ooh, good.” His brother sounded pleased. Very pleased.
However the sound of the front door opening alerted them. Pulling away almost instantly the two stared at each other before ambling towards the door.
 
“Is she home?”
A laugh. “Really you think I'd call you over if she were?”
A different laugh, pertaining to a male as well however. “Just making sure, just making sure.”
 
Two heads peaked out over the railing on the second landing. They were like five year olds spying for Santa on Christmas eve. There was a clear view to the living room whilst being well hidden in the shadows of the unlit hallway. A man, shorter than Xemnas, taller than their mother stood there, long blue hair cascading down to his mid back, and the top was styled oddly, must like his fathers in a way.
Said man had pulled himself very close to their father.
 
“Hmm…as long as she's not home…”
“My boys are…”
“You have children?”
“Twins. Teens though.”
 
The man's laugh was a somewhat pleasant one.
 
“Well…it's alright.”
 
What shocked the boys the most was when this man, whom had yet to have a name pressed himself against Xemnas, pressed his lips against the tan mans, much like Sora had been doing with Roxas. The thought brought the heat back into Roxas's face. But of course this wasn't the time to be thinking so selfishly! Their father was cheating on their mother. WITH A MAN! Not that gender mattered right?
 
“Hmm…on the couch again?”
The man laughed. “Ooh Xemnas, are you that frisky?”
“You know I am…And it's partially because it's hard to keep you quiet.
“Hm what can I say…you just know how to push all the right buttons.”
“Saix…”
This man, Saix, had apparently rubbed himself against Xemnas… and by that time, Roxas had stood up, held his hand for Sora to take and briskly walked back into the room. Upon closing the door, it was duly noted that the sun had gone down. The last rays barely filtering through the open window.
“Roxas?”
“Yes?”
“What was Saix doing to dad?”
The blonde blushed. “How about we leave that for tomorrow?” Honestly, he wondered if there was a bit of masochism in himself.
 
If there was one thing that Roxas wasn't looking forward to. It was the next morning. Of course there was nothing wrong in the way the sun so rudely decided to say good morning. The routine went as well as ever. And as they trooped down early to avoid the awkward breakfast, they noticed a bit of blood on the couch. They vowed NEVER to sit on it again. However, once outside they were greeted with the silver haired menace. Who so kindly greeted Sora with a `friendly' hug, and a small wave towards Roxas.
The blonde grimaced. In the back of him mind he knew he was being registered as the third wheel. It was heartbreaking. Devastating in a way. (Seeing as how desperate he was acting internally. It was really quite a nuisance) He sighed as he lagged behind and half heartedly listened to the amicable conversation that was going on ahead of him, before he was so terribly spooked!
“GAH!!”
He fell onto the grass with a heavy weight crushing his lower body. Groaning he opened an eye to catch nothing but red fluffy hair.
“AXEL!!!”
The head that he was so wonderfully greeted by raised and he was then met with vibrant green, very cheerful eyes.
“Good morning my love!”
Roxas rolled his eyes. “There is something clinically wrong with you. Get off me you psychopath!” He then attempted to shove the red head off.
In front of his somewhere, three separate rings of laughter resounded through the once peaceful neighborhood. Not even a block. Not even a FUCKING block away from his house and he was tackled—no mauled by some stalker he had the misfortune to meet in the school office.
He looked up and was met with Demyx's apologetic look.
“He really, really likes you?” He boy offered meekly.
“Whatever.”
Shoving the redhead off he stood up and continued his brisk, very pissy walk. Axel blinked.
“Did I do something wrong?”
 
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Aaah okay XP I did everything I promised I would! :3
 
And extra. I was hoping to add a little bit of lemons into this one…but eh…it just didn't happen. Maybe next time! If I get enough reviews maybe? -bribe- XD
 
But I'm torn between a XemnasxSaix lemon or a SoraRoxas lemon…
You pick?