Naked Problems (SORA)

[Roxas Hiroaki]

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Silence. Silence rushed over the young man and the darkness consumed him. There was just an empty vacuum of nothing. He could feel nothing here in the void. It was nice... freeing. He knew he couldn't stay here though. Maybe one day he would. One day he would be numb like this again. This darkness... was it heaven? No... of course not. What kind of God would show someone heaven and then cruelly rip them away. Did he even believe in God? He couldn't remember. Blonde hair, blue eyes and nothing but flesh. The grass was wet and cold against his skin. The pale moonlight no longer visible and the amber hues of the rising sun coming upon the horizon. Outside... he was outside. The morning dew still visible on the fresh grass... well faux grass but that really wasn't the point. Roxas leaned forward into a sitting position. Someone was amiss. He looked around... eyes groggy with sleep. Why was he here? All he remembered was hanging out with Sora. Then.. there was that welcoming darkness. He missed it a little bit. The numbness he felt there was beautiful. He didn't have to think... to hurt... to feel. It was a beautiful place. To his right was someone... familiar. It took him a second thanks to how groggy he was to recognize that a tanned family member was laying in the grass sprawled nude next to him. He put his hand over his mouth and turned a little red. Wait... shit. He looked down at himself before realizing he was in the same predicament. "Shit," he said. He was never one for cursing and this meant things were not okay. Sora would no doubt wake soon... along with other students starting to go to morning classes... things were not looking good.

[Sora Yosuke Hiroaki]

Sora Hiroaki;

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[atrb=style, background: #b2c7d6; padding: 8px;-webkit-border-radius: 10px 10px 10px 10px; -moz-border-radius: 5px; opacity: 0.6] Sora was having a rather pleasant dream, he was lounging on the beach and watching the sun set while enjoying a nice, creamy bar of Sea-Salt Icecream. This was a his usual end-of-the-day ritual that he’d do whenever he was home, it was peaceful and relaxing and that particular spot had been one of his favorite places to go since he was a child. Suddenly the air grew unbearably cold and the bent paopu tree that he had been leaning against suddenly felt soft and slimy. Jumping back Sora realized that the trunk had morphed into a thick tentacle, squirming and writhing around in front of him before it, somehow sensing where he was, changed its path of movement and targeted him. Suddenly Sora was naked and the suction-cupped tentacle was heading straight for his vulnerable privates. The brunet twitched in his sleep before jolting awake, his hands immediately flying towards his man-bits as if to make sure they hadn’t been pulled off by an angry squid tentacle. A sigh of relief passed over his parted lips as he sat up and leaned back, running his fingers through the dew moistened-grass. He shivered, why didn’t he have a jacket? Glancing over to his right he noticed for the first time that he wasn’t alone, “Oh hey Rox! Uh…why’re you naked, bro?” His lips curved into a small frown, he tried to recall the events from the previous night but he was coming up empty…why couldn’t he remember what had happened last night? The last thing he recalled was one of the 4th years handing him a bottle of, what he presumed was alcohol, and told him to drink it if he wanted to have a good time. Sora was always up for a little fun and had immediately invited Roxas over to try some with him…but after that his memories were foggy at best. “Do you even remember what happened?” His mouth was dry and his tongue felt like sandpaper against the roof of his mouth. Why were they outside? Why was Roxas naked? Sora tried his best to keep his eyes planted firmly on his cousin’s face but…seriously, wouldn’t you chance a peak too if your best friend was stark naked right next to you? He had yet to realize that he too was naked, but he was more focused on trying to remember something anything from last night that could give him any sort of clue as to why they were outside and naked. Feeling slightly lightheaded, Sora placed his open palm against his forehead, “I feel like I was hit by a mac-truck. I’m hungry. Let’s go back to my room and—hey Rox? Why am I naked?! What did we do last night? Oh my God you don’t think that we, you know!” Suddenly all the color drained from his face at the thought. And then another one hit him, “Our room keys were in our pockets…h-how’re we going to get back in our rooms?!”	[atrb=style, width: 100px; vertical-align: top;]
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[Roxas Hiroaki]

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It didn't take long for his cousin to wake up from his rather deep slumber. Sora always did sleep like the dead but even for him this was a bit much. What had they been doing the night before. 'That's right... alcohol,' he thought to himself. He knew he probably didn't drink that much. He was never really a big drinker and he was sure Sora was no different. Were they drugged? Was the alcohol stronger than they were led to believe? There were so many questions running through the young man's mind but that would have to wait. "I... don't know..." he said a little to calmly. He always got deadly calm when he was scared, nervous or down right pissed. Right now he was nervous. He was feeling a little lightheaded and was stuck NAKED outside with his cousin! Why were they outside just sitting here and not running for the hills? People would be there soon after all and he really didn't want to be here when someone came across them. They were across campus though and he didn't have a key to his room on him obviously and Sora probably didn't either. "I... remember us sitting in your dorm room and then... it all kind of goes blank..." he said with a small frown on his face. His face kept that calm facade but one look into his eyes showed fear. Why did this have to happen to him... with Sora of all people? His face was going red from embarrassment. This is worse than that time he got caught making out with his ex girlfriend in the broom closet in middle school. He was to preoccupied with all of this to really realize why he hated being naked. Even when they were at the beach this summer Roxas never took off his shirt. He remained in a tshirt the entire time even when they went swimming. He never went above knee deep though but that wasn't the point. "I... we... did we do what?" he said with a horrified look upon his face. The mask was momentarily broken. They wouldn't... they couldn't have... would they? He shook his head trying to shake the images from his head. Would it really have been so bad? No... no... he couldn't think like that. "Roommate? Or... maybe the front desk?" he suggested not looking at Sora. The front desk area that gave the dorms kids their male had a set of master keys for the janitors. There should be someone there at this time... there usually was. All they had to do was get there... and that wouldn't be the most fun time getting there stark nude. Was there anyplace closer? Not that he could think of but maybe Sora could.

[Sora Yosuke Hiroaki]

Sora Hiroaki;

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[atrb=style, background: #b2c7d6; padding: 8px;-webkit-border-radius: 10px 10px 10px 10px; -moz-border-radius: 5px; opacity: 0.6] Sora wasn’t the type of person who drank very often, in fact, this was probably the second time he had ever consumed alcohol in his life. Maybe he really was as naïve as everyone made him out to be but he seriously didn’t even consider that what could’ve been in that bottle was alcohol…did alcohol really make you forget everything? He didn’t really drink all that much…maybe one cup? What if the alcohol had been laced with something else? He hadn’t even bothered to ask the shady 4th year what was in the bottle, he’d just taken it without a second thought. In retrospect that probably wasn’t the smartest move on his part, but since when was Sora known for making intelligent decisions? The brunet pushed off of the ground, accidentally shoving his bare bottom right in Roxas’ face as he tried to steady himself, his legs wobbled and it felt like he was being supported by limp noodles. Speaking of limp noodles….”Rox don’t look at it!” He whined, turning his butt around from Roxas’ face only to accidentally thrust his manhood where his ass had previously been, as he frantically glanced around him trying to find any traces of his clothing or his room keys. All the while his bare bottom and dangling manhood alternated between being thrust in the blonde’s face. Sora, of course, was oblivious to the awkward contorting of his body as he was too preoccupied with searching for their lost items. Letting out a frustrated groan, Sora felt hopeless, “Yeah, I don’t even remember drinking that much either. Man that stuff really packs a wallop, huh Rox?” He laughed weakly at his lame attempt to lighten the mood. Sora really couldn’t remember the last time he was in such an awkward and embarrassing predicament such as this…oh, wait, well the entirety of his first year, while fun as a whole, had been just one embarrassing moment after another. But, for the most part, he hadn’t wound up naked in the middle of campus so this definitely took the cake. Biting his lip, he averted his gaze, unable to look Roxas in the eye out of embarrassment…and then remembering that his cousin was naked as well, he brought his gaze back up from the area that he’d just accidentally peaked at to start uncomfortably at his cousin’s face, “Well…I…you know. You don’t think we did anything sinful, do you…?” He didn’t particularly believe in God but that didn’t mean that he would’ve been okay with doing the dirty with someone in his family! Even if he had been inebriated. Sora only knew what he had been unwillingly shown and taught by his roommate last year about the things two people did in the dark, and he sure as hell hoped that he and Roxas hadn’t done any of the things that lovers in the nighttime do. “The front desk? Great idea! But…who’s going to be the one to walk in there butt naked? I sure as hell don’t want anyone to see me…” He frowned, it was pretty chilly out even with the sun slowly rising in the sky, he felt bare and vulnerable and that was when he noticed the markings on his cousins back. The raised, pink scars stood out against Roxas’ porcelain skin and Sora’s mind was, momentarily, taken away from their current predicament, “Rox…what happened to you…?” His eyes never leaving the horrifying marks.	[atrb=style, width: 100px; vertical-align: top;]
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[Roxas Hiroaki]

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Roxas couldn't help but stare at his cousin. Maybe it was just a natural curiosity that came over him. Maybe... that was all he could tell himself to rationalize it. It was natural to wonder what people look like right? Right. Why had he gone along with Sora in this? Why hadn't he said it was a bad idea? The answer was simple... because of that dejected look on his face. He had an increasingly hard time saying no to his cousin and he couldn't figure out why. Maybe it was because he had no other friends... maybe that was the reason. Deep down though that was not the real reason... the reasl reason was never to be spoken aloud. It was hidden down the his scars... never to be spoken of or seen again. He was better that way... he was safe that way. Safe from whom though? Then came the literal butt to the face. Butt... front... butt... front. It was a never ending cycle that was horrifying. It was one thing to imagine it... not that he ever did that. He would never think that way about someone... especially a family member! Never... not once... never ever. Nope. Roxas tried to look away but he just couldn't. He pretty much was getting a face full of his cousins private parts and butt... not such a bad... never mind. "SOR!" he half shouted and half whined while finally peeling his eyes away by covering them with his hands. Geez Sora could be such an idiot. I mean how could he not notice what he was doing? It was... just so... like him. The blonde's face was beat red by now no doubt. The sheer embarrassment coming from the boy was probably noticeable from miles away. "It was probably drugged... where did you say you got it again?" he asked, moving away from his cousin and standing on his own two feet stark naked still though. He turned away from Sora so as to not look at him. He really didn't want anything happening that would be regretted... or have any... problems so to speak. "We... I..." he stammered, blushing at the mere though,"Of... of course not!" He was a little to adamant about this. He refused to believe that it would happen. Sora didn't like him that way and they were family for gods sake! It... it just wouldn't ever happen... never. There had to be another explanation for this. Maybe in their haze they were hot and way to excitedly took all their clothes off before passing out. People did that right? RIGHT!? "Fuck..." he cursed lightly under his breath. "I'll... I'm gonna have to do it aren't I?" he asked more to himself than to Sora. He knew this would play out that way. It usually did. Sora would just stare at him with that pout and would get his way because lately Sora always got his way with Roxas. 'NOT THAT WAY! Shit.'

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He instantly turned his back away from Sora. 'Shit... shit... shit... SHIT! He'll hate them... they are ugly... you are ugly... shit!'[/color] came the thoughts eating away at him. "I... I... can't... I... WHAT'S THAT ON YOUR BACK!?" shouted... or his version of shouting at least. His voice was raw and filled with a little bit of a mix of pain and surprise. He was deflecting as quickly as he could away from his scars. A tattoo was plain as day on his cousin's upper back. He didn't notice the same tattoo on his front hip towards the left side clearly visible.

What had they done last night? Where did they get the tatttoos. So many questions currently unanswered. "I... we should go quick before people see us!" he hissed before starting to walk away quickly. His face finally was starting to go down from the constant redness that he had for most of this conversation. This was not going to be a good day he could already tell. It's not like he could avoid Sora either after this. He was family after all. Just family... family.
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[Sora Yosuke Hiroaki]

Sora Hiroaki;

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[atrb=style, background: #b2c7d6; padding: 8px;-webkit-border-radius: 10px 10px 10px 10px; -moz-border-radius: 5px; opacity: 0.6] His frantic search ended abruptly when he heard Roxas call out his name, not really sure what had upset the blonde so much but from the tone of his voice and the crimson in his cheeks it must’ve been something unmentionable! “Well I got it from this guy who approached me in the parking lot. I didn’t see his face because he had the hood of his hoodie pulled up over it and he was wearing all black but he assured me that I’d have a good time. I figured that he seemed nice enough, so I decided we could give it a try, ya’know?” Any normal person would have found someone such as the guy that Sora had described to be shady and up to no good and definitely wouldn’t have taken anything from him in the first place. But here Sora was, just as innocent and naïve as ever and so full of trust for other people that he had honestly not seen anything out of the ordinary. “Drugged? Rox you don’t think we’re gonna get thrown in jail do you? I’m too young to go to jail!” He started to ramble on about how their lives were headed in a downward spiral now that they were addicted to drugs and how they were going to end up either homeless or in jail. The panic in Sora’s voice was real and he legitimately believed that his body was now addicted to whatever it was that had been laced with the alcohol, “…and then our teeth and hair are going to fall out!” He continued with a wail. As realization dawned on Roxas’ face Sora couldn’t help but to pull out of his crazed rant, the corners of his lips pulling back into a cheeky grin, “Well I sure as hell ain’t gonna do it. I went through enough last year, I think I deserve a little break, don’t you?” Sora didn’t know whether to comfort Roxas about his scars or demand who laid a hand on him in the first place so he could go give that low-life a piece of his mind The brunette rarely ever got angry or displayed any sort of negative feelings towards another human being but at this precise moment he had the urge to kill whoever had hurt his cousin. His curiosity was boiling over and he felt like he needed to know what happened, how it happened, and why it had happened. Roxas had never told him that he was abused and had never really given much of an indication that he’d been through something so rough. I guess that would explain why he never takes off his shirt at the beach… Suddenly Sora felt nausea mixed with a pang of sadness at the fact that after all this time Roxas had never trusted him enough to confide in him about this… But his attention was quickly diverted away from the scars, if only for the moment at least, when his cousin pointed to his back. Sora strained his neck to see what Roxas was pointing to and let out a surprised gasp, “I…we…what happened last night?!” He cried, “Rox, my body is my temple! And now it has been defiled by…hey this is actually a really neat design—but that’s besides the point!” He felt so incredibly conflicted, he was mad and frustrated and desperate to know what had happened to Roxas and overwhelmed and upset and he was freezing and just wanted to take a hot shower and put some fresh clothes on. The brunette also desperately wanted to know what had happened the night before because if he couldn’t even remember getting a tattoo then what else could have happened…? As the blonde began to quickly walk away Sora faltered and bit his lip, he didn’t want to stay there either but weren’t they risking exposure by gallivanting across campus? Shouldn’t they hide out in the woods or stick to the shadows or something? Sora was having flashbacks of his first year and desperately didn’t want to become the laughingstock of the whole school again. He finally felt like things were going to get better and now something like this had to happen, of course it had to happen to him because things like this always happened to him. He blinked, realizing that Roxas had already put quite some distance inbetween them, Sora sprinted to catch him and as he got closer his foot got caught on a rock sending the brunette tumbling forward, falling against his cousin.	[atrb=style, width: 100px; vertical-align: top;]
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[Roxas Hiroaki]

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Roxas couldn't help it... he really REALLY couldn't. Sora was such an idiot. He was such a cute idiot. No! Not cute... I mean yes if he was being objective he would have to say his cousin was an attractive guy but that didn't mean he felt that way! That would be wrong on so many levels after all. He didn't... couldn't... could he? Shit. "So... some guy approaches you in a parking lot... in a hood... and gives you a bottle of who knows what and you accept it!? This sounds like the start of a Law and Order episode Sor... how could you... how could you be so... ergh," he managed... frustration evident in his voice. Sora was such an idiot. Roxas ended up keeping him from making terrible decisions half the time just like his brother had done to him when he was little. The difference is Roxas grew up and Sora seemed to retain that child like innocence that had been stolen from the blonde. There was this bubbling sensation in the pit of his stomach at this. It didn't feel like rage... or lust... it was different. He wasn't sure what it was but the feeling was not a good one. Unsettling. He hadn't been paying attention to Sora's little addiction rant but if he had he would have promptly straitened the little idiot out. "Fine... I'll do it," he said tired of this. It was cold and it hurt to be so exposed outside here. He hated it... hated his body... hated himself. He just wanted to curl up in a ball in his room but no he had to be outside with his cute stupid cousin. Fuck. He walked away so fast Sora didn't have a chance to do anything. He couldn't do it... couldn't look at him in the eyes. He knew what he'd see there... pity... sadness. It was to much. He hated to see it. That was why he never told anyone. He couldn't bare their pity burning into him. He couldn't do it. He just had to remain silent. Then he could breath... if only just a little bit... like a bird caged in a cage... still able to move but never truly free. "I don't know Sor... I really don't..." he sort of mumbled behind him as he walked to their dorm. Sora was quickly following behind him but Roxas had made quite a headway that his cousin had to run to catch up with him. It was peaceful for just a second... like back there in the darkness. Just him and Sora. 'Just us,' came the poisoned thought. Before he knew it something warm pressed against him back. It burned and felt wonderful at the same time. Without the time to brace himself the young man fell forward with his lost footing. Smacked right into the ground. His face was instantly on fire and his breath hitched for a brief moment. He couldn't bare to look behind him or he probably wouldn't be able to get up without... problems. Shit... shit... fuck why was this happening to him!? He couldn't bare this. He just wished he was back in that darkness... that numb darkness instead of here with these feelings and that pit deep in his stomach. Confusion. He couldn't scream... didn't shout for anything or anyone to get off him. It was just like that night. He couldn't scream... couldn't shout for help. That was a lie though... that was why he had all those scars. He screamed for help at first... but nobody heard... nobody cared... nobody came. He was alone. Alone with no darkness to hide in... exposed. His scars were burning... or maybe it was just from the touch. He didn't know... didn't want to know. He just knew this feeling was wrong. He was impure... defiled. He was tainted. "...sor..." he said... the name escaping in a gasp. He didn't deserve to be near the perfect light of his cousin. He couldn't help it though. There was a mix of two feelings in him. He couldn't place... or perhaps didn't want to place what there were. Every time the brunette looked at him he felt... if even for just a little bit... like he was normal again. Like the moon reflecting the radiant light from the sun he sought out the innocence and joy of the one whom he loved the most. Like a brother! LIKE FAMILY!? It had to be... right? Right?

[Sora Yosuke Hiroaki]

Sora Hiroaki;

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[atrb=style, background: #b2c7d6; padding: 8px;-webkit-border-radius: 10px 10px 10px 10px; -moz-border-radius: 5px; opacity: 0.6] He honestly didn’t understand what was so wrong with that statement. Maybe he shouldn’t have been so overly trusting of people, especially strangers, but he figured that there was good in everyone and what exactly would some stranger get out of giving away his, whatever it was, to some random kid? But out of the two of them Roxas had always been the voice of reason, the more logical one, the one who thought things through before acting and Sora? Well, Sora was Sora and he rarely ever thought of the consequences to his actions, he jumped right into things without thinking which was probably why a majority of his memories from his first year had been pretty shitty because he hadn’t thought about what would happen in response to his actions… The brunette immediately felt a wave of regret wash over him. He didn’t mean to make Roxas mad at him, hell, he was the only one that could actually tolerate Sora for more than 15 minutes and honestly if Sor didn’t have his cousin he would’ve felt incredibly alone. Sure he talked to a lot of people and was always very optimistic about life and seem with a smile but in truth Roxas was one of his closest friends, and if he hadn’t recently become friends with Riku then Roxas would have been his only actual friend. People liked being around him because he was good for a few laughs but no one really invited him out for some one-on-one time, not usually at least. “I’m sorry…at the time I guess I didn’t really think about it. I mean he seemed okay to me, I just thought that he was genuinely concerned with how my night was going to go…I don’t know.” Maybe Sora really was an idiot. This is why he needed the blonde in his life because he was able to help the brunette make the right decisions and show him what was right and wrong. Roxas was the closest thing he had to a brother and even though they were the same age he actually looked up to the blonde—Roxas was so much more mature and responsible than he was and he actually wished that he could be more like him. “That’s my Roxy!” He grinned, patting his cousin on the shoulder, encouraging him to expose himself to the poor secretaries who would be working at the front desk. He bit his lip to stifle his laughter at the thought of what their expressions might be as soon as the naked blonde opened the door and sauntered up to the front desk. He was almost sorry that he wasn’t going to be in there to watch, almost, but he honestly wanted to get all of this sorted out as soon as possible so that he could crawl into bed and pretend last night and today had never happened. And there he went again. Ruining things. Sora just seemed to be accident prone because everywhere he went disaster was sure to follow and he felt terrible that he had to go and drag Roxas into this mess. And now here he was, lying naked on top of his cousin and to top it all off he had stubbed his toe when he tripped and now it was throbbing! Cringing from the uncomfortable feeling, Sora profusely muttered apologies while slowly sliding off of his cousin, his manhood accidentally rubbing against the blonde’s pasty little butt in the process. He fell backwards and cradled his foot, “Ow ow ow.” The sun was now almost completely risen and panic started to set in at the realization that people would probably be making their way to the dining hall for breakfast any minute now…	[atrb=style, width: 100px; vertical-align: top;]
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[Roxas Hiroaki]

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[atrb=style, width: 100px; vertical-align: top;] words: 560 tagged: Sora notes: Isn't he just angsty? lol credit: JADE of KU

The spot where Sora's hand touched his shoulder went numb. His body always become super hot or numb whenever his cousin touched him. It was nice. He liked the numbness that Sora sometimes brought with him. The burning however always found its way into the pit of his stomach. He loved it and hated it at the same time. It was wrong... it was amazing... it was disgusting. It was him. That was over now... and there he was... stuck on the ground. Stuck on the ground with Sora on his back... naked. Fuck. He was certain that whatever God existed... if on existed.. he... or she... or it... was a twisted and cruel mother fucking asshole. Tangled in a web of limbs that just seemed to stretch on forever Roxas couldn't move. He just laid there and bit his own lip. This was not the numb time he sometimes got from Sora... this was the flash of heat that came when he touched Sora. He got it sometimes when they brushed fingers or arms. A patch of warmth that stayed there long after the brunette's touch had left his skin. There it was welling up in his stomach again... one of the two feelings that always seemed to be there. Desire. "S...Sor..." was all he could manage. He tried to make it sound as normal as possible but it came out kind of needy. He hated this feeling... he had to keep it bottled up. He didn't deserve to feel this way about someone so perfect and beautiful. A soul so untainted by the world around him unlike this sick little blonde. He couldn't never deserve what he so desired and he hated it. He hated this feeling... he hated this world... and most of all he hated himself. There was a slip of something warm against him as his cousin apologized and tried to get off the other male. Something slipped down across his butt sending a shiver down his spine without meaning to. Shit it felt good... even if it lasted only for a brief moment. Just under him by his hips something started to stir. It uneasily stayed smooshed against the ground... hot and alert. Fuck. He had no where to hide... no where to hide anything. He pushed himself up to his elbows but dare not lift up any farther than that lest his secret be exposed. He could just play it off as excitement about being caught. Maybe he was thinking about a girl? Sora was stupid enough to believe almost anything that came out of Roxas's mouth. For some reason though lying had become difficult. His mouth just stood agape... dry and empty. "Are... you okay?" he asked, trying to hide the red creeping down his neck while looking forward and not to his cousin. If he just waited a little bit then it would go away... right? He mildly had heard the cries of pain. He wanted nothing more that to get up... little friend be damned... and kiss his cousin's booboo away. He knew better though... he wasn't Sora. He would risk everything just for that smile... would he? No. Sora would hate him. Why wouldn't he? He could understand why Sora would hate him... after all... there was no one he hated more than himself. Nobody.

[Sora Yosuke Hiroaki]

Sora Hiroaki;

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[atrb=style, background: #b2c7d6; padding: 8px;-webkit-border-radius: 10px 10px 10px 10px; -moz-border-radius: 5px; opacity: 0.6] Sora’s eyes kept involuntarily wandering back over to his cousin’s backside despite how hard he fought to keep his gaze from landing back on those scars. Without meaning to or even knowing what he was doing the brunette brought his hand up and began to absently trace the pathway of each scar. He desperately wanted to know the story behind each and every one of them, though, while he was considered to be pretty dense and oblivious…Sora understood that this was perhaps a touchy subject for the blonde and tried his best to not push the matter any further. But it just wasn’t fair that Roxas wouldn’t tell him! Sora was his cousin, his flesh and blood! They did a lot together, despite being family he still considered Roxas to be his best friend so didn’t he have the right to know who laid a finger on his cousin…? His mind kept wandering back to Roxas and his family and it dawned on him that he really didn’t know much about Roxas’ past or the things he went through as a child. All he was certain of was that they had seen each other on occasion, usually just for a holiday here and there, when they were younger but really…up until last year they hadn’t really spoken or seen each other all that much. It really hadn’t been until they both showed up for their first year at Kingdom University that they actually started to hang out and talk more and it bothered Sora a lot that they hadn’t spent more time together growing up. Just because Roxas lived in Twilight Town and he himself lived on the Islands shouldn’t have made a difference. He loved Roxas and it would’ve been nice to have had more shared memories together. The brunette bit his lip, there really was nothing he could do now about their childhood, it was all in the past now and what he needed to do was focus on their future together—he was going to show Roxas that he was there for him no matter what! And that he could tell him anything! “I’m fine, thanks Rox….what about you? You doin’ okay over there? You haven’t moved from that position for a few minutes…” His lips twitched into a small smile before he pushed himself off the ground, standing up and offering his cousin a helping hand. “We seriously should hurry, I think I hear people talking over there…”	[atrb=style, width: 100px; vertical-align: top;]
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[Roxas Hiroaki]

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[atrb=style, width: 100px; vertical-align: top;] words: 578 tagged: Sora notes: Naked post credit: JADE of KU

A few minutes... that was all he would need. Please Ven... lend me a little of your strength. Traces... just little feathery traces along his back. It hurt him... not because of physical pain but just the memory. The memory that came with each one of the scars. If he remembered hard enough he could see each and every reason he was given for the scar. Some for speaking out... some for fighting back... some for the defiant look in his eyes... and the worst of all were the ones that had no reason behind them. That was the scariest thing of all to him. The people who did what they did for no logical reason at all. It didn't matter though... he wouldn't... couldn't talk about this especially not right now in the open. Right here naked and exposed emotionally and physically. He was laying there like a raw nerve, exposed to every emotion he tried to hide. He could still feel Sora's fingers on his back as he started to rise. As he rose the other him deflated. He just had to wait it out and think not so happy thoughts. It wasn't that hard for someone like him. Someone who hated themselves. It was true that they were much closer now that they had ever been. Family had always been important to their grandparents so they had seen each other at holidays and such like any other family should. They didn't grow up together though... maybe that made it easier for this feeling to fester and boil over. It always seemed to bubble to the surface every time the brunette smiled. The way he smiled, the way he laughed, how his nose scrunched ever so slightly when he was thinking of what food to get... he could picture it all. He loved it all... except for one piece of the puzzle. Himself. Roxas nodded his head at his cousin's question. "Yeah... I'm fine. Um... I'm having trouble getting up," he said trying to make an excuse. Actually he wouldn't be surprised if he was a little sore. What with the drinking, the drugs and being smacked to the ground by his brunette crush... er cousin. Only his cousin! He would just have to run into the front desk area... grab an extra set of keys and sneak Sora into his dorm room. There they could put on some clothes and maybe sleep... share a bed... FUCK! No... fuck! The thoughts kept seeping back into his brain every time he thought they had been chased away. They would go to his room, put on some clothes and figure out what to do then. They didn't have time to think about anything else now. He needed the distraction from these feelings. He just wished everything would go back to that numb darkness. They wouldn't. He'd just have to deal for now... with Sora. Maybe things wouldn't be so bad. "Shit," he cursed under his breath. Sora was close enough he could have probably heard it though. "Let's make a run for it Sor," he said trying to get himself up. He wasn't really all that fast but he would sprint like his life depended on it. The last thing either of them needed was a streaking incident or some kind of weird rumor about them circulating... no matter how much he wished there was some truth to it. Fuck no he didn't mean that. Did he?

[Sora Yosuke Hiroaki]

Sora Hiroaki;

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[atrb=style, background: #b2c7d6; padding: 8px;-webkit-border-radius: 10px 10px 10px 10px; -moz-border-radius: 5px; opacity: 0.6] Sora sat there, watching Roxas for a few moments as it contemplating whether or not he had actually seen any signs over the years that could have warned him to the drastic change in the other boy. But…as stated before they hadn’t really been in each other’s lies very much growing up…Sora was glad that they had a chance to make up for all of that lost time though. Them both going to the same University was definitely a sign from above that they needed to become closer and be in each others lives. Tilting his head to the side Sora wrapped his fingers around his cousin’s arm and helped him to his feet, “If you needed help getting up that’s all you had to say, Rox! You know I’ve got your back.” It was true, Sora would do anything for the blonde boy—he valued friends and family, despite not having that great of a home life growing up, it still encouraged him to make the best of his life and made him want to be closer to his remaining family—it was a fear of his growing up that he would get married or be at another big event in his life and he’d look around for his family to be there supporting him only to realize that no one was there. After his dad had left them that was a nightmare that he had often woken up to in the middle of the night. That had motivated him to start calling and texting and emailing the people in his family—aunts and uncles, grandparents, and cousins and making sure that they all stayed in touch. “let’s make a run for it Sor.” He chewed on his bottom lip in hesitation before a competitive gleam entered his eyes “I’ll race you!” Before they even had the chance to count off 3…2…1 Sora had already taken off at a head start, making a beeline for the front office, where hopefully they’d be able to get the help that they so desperately needed, and before anyone (aside from the secretary) saw them. The front office was a lot farther than he had remembered and he could feel his lugs begin to burn and his legs start to go numb. He was in great shape he’d admit, but full-on running like he was currently doing wasn’t something that his body was used to. Sora was used to sprinting in soccer but currently he was trying to beat Roxas and get to the office as fast as humanly possible despite the aches and complaints from his body, screaming for him to slow down. What felt like an eternity, but was really only about 5 or 6 minutes later, Sora finally arrived at the building in question. He nearly tripped over his own feet from stopping so abruptly and a nervous knot began to form in his stomach—what if they couldn’t help them? It was too late to run anywhere else on campus without being seen, this was their last hope…	[atrb=style, width: 100px; vertical-align: top;]
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[Roxas Hiroaki]

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'You know I've got your back." That was part of the problem though. Being so close to this perfection was why he couldn't get up right away. Thankfully he managed to bite it down this time. This time. What would happen next time? Sure at his age maybe it could be played off but it was embarrassing none the less. Roxas just needed to realize things would never go his way. They never have in the past... why would they now of all times? Was it to much to ask? Yes. Sora probably would not have seen any signs. His parents were to wrapped up in themselves to notice at all and they were there constantly... well... mostly. Sometimes. He lost all of his friends in high school because of the changes. They just moved on with their lives though and forgot about the blond. He couldn't blame them though... he was broken and they were not his saviors. They shouldn't have to deal with such a tainted soul. He felt his cousin pull him upwards. He moved along with the motion to get to his feet seconds after the embarrassing... thing was back to its regular duties. "Yeah... thanks Sor," he said with a small but kind of sad smile on his face. He only smiled really around Sora. Real smiles at least. Fake smiles were not hard... they made people trust and believe that everything was fine. It was a simple mask that brought down barriers or softened a hardened heart. Sora's smile could always do that for him... make him feel normal even if just for a split second. That is why it hurt them most. "I'll race you." Roxas was never very fast. This time was no different. It didn't help that his cousin was a cheater after all. Before he could even process what was going on Sora was off like a rocket. Roxas just stood there stunned for a few seconds before rushing after his cousin. The young man was hardly out of shape but he was hardly as athletic as the brunette. Keeping up with Sora wasn't hard for about 30 seconds. That was when he started to decline rather rapidly. Sora started to get farther and farther into the distance until he looked to be alone. It didn't surprise him that Sora had not looked back since starting his little race. Roxas slowed to a mild jog about two minutes in and power walked some of it. While it took his cousin maybe 5 minutes to run there... Roxas took about 10. Sora was already outside the building when he made it. The front desk was within reach... he could almost taste it. He looked over at his relative quickly before opening the door himself. "You coming?" the spikey haired student asked mildly as a last attempt to not have to go in alone. He didn't really wait for an answer though. WIth a single push the doors opened. A rush of cool air hit the young man's naked body with some force behind it. It shook his core and made him shiver beside himself. It felt foreign and cold... like in a hospital. He wanted to get out of there as fast as possible. There was a young man at the front desk reading a textbook who gave a soft 'hello' without looking up. "Hey... um... do you have spare room keys? Or some clothes or something?" he asked with a small redness gathering on his cheeks as he stepped up to the counter while trying to hide his lower body and backside using the counter. The tile was cold on his bare feet as he waited agonizingly for a response. All he got were confused orbs looking over at him and a slinky smirk. Fear ripped through his spine. Something was off about this guy but he couldn't place it. Maybe it was just because of that smile. It reminded him of someone. Someone terrible. He wished he could just crawl away into a hole and never have to see a smile like that again. Never again. There was no time for that though. He needed that room key... or even some spare clothes from the lost and found. It was time to find out though... it was now or never. He had to be strong. For his love.

[Sora Yosuke Hiroaki]

Sora Hiroaki;

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[atrb=style, background: #b2c7d6; padding: 8px;-webkit-border-radius: 10px 10px 10px 10px; -moz-border-radius: 5px; opacity: 0.6] A bright grin spread across Sora’s soft pink lips when Roxas accepted his helping hand, though in all fairness he really didn’t have much of a choice because the brunette was going to pull him to his feet whether he liked it or not. They needed to get a move on, especially if they wanted to avoid being seen by any of their classmates, and they weren’t getting anywhere by just lying in the grass naked. “No problem, Rox. Any time! Now let’s get going, yeah?” Adrenaline was pumping through him, fueled by his racing heart, not once did he bother to glance over back over his shoulder to make sure that Roxas was still chasing after him because he assumed that he’d be right on his heels. Buildings and colors whizzed by, blurring together with his increased speed making the world around him appear as if it were melting around him. Sora narrowed his eyes, focusing on the endpoint, fixating solely on the building that housed the front office. The brunette was usually known for being incapable of focusing on something for long periods of time, but that mostly applied to academic work—when it came to things that he enjoyed such as sports and exercise then he had no trouble at all getting things done in a timely fashion. He made it to the building in question, a triumphant grin plastered on his face as he whirled around to rub it in Roxas’ face, his competitive side showing. Only…whe he turned around to face his cousin he came face to face with nothing—biting his lip, Sora shielded his eyes against the bright rays of the sun with his hand, squinting his eyes to try and pinpoint where Roxas could possibly be. Was he really that far behind him or had he found someone else to help him? Panic struck him hard at the thought of Roxas already being cozy and warm in his dorm room while he was still left out here in the middle of campus, butt naked. Deciding to bite the bullet, Sora wrapped his fingers around the handle of the door, pausing to take in a deep breath. He had been seconds away from opening the door and going inside, deciding that his flesh and blood had abandoned him, when Roxas came into view. Quickly releasing his grip on the door, the brunette crossed his arms over his chest and took on an authoritative tone of voice, “Where have you been? I thought…that you had left me.” He started out strong but ended with a dejected pout. He vigorously shook his head when the blonde turned back to ask him if he was coming inside, Sora resigned to waiting outside, partially hidden by a bush that was conveniently placed beside the door. He peaked around the side of the doorway, watching through the window of the door as Roxas marched in there. The brunette admired his cousins bravery, he figured that he probably would have done the same if there had been no other option at all… Watching from afar, he could physically see his cousin stiffen up (no pun intended) but Sora couldn’t see the face of the person behind the desk so he really had no way of knowing what was going on. A knot began to form in the pit of his stomach—were they going to call security on them for indecent exposure? Would they be suspended from school?! Feeling the need to explain the situation, but not wanting to barge in, Sora quietly opened the door and slipped in, falling to the floor and army crawling towards his cousin while doing his best to stay under the radar. He slithered up beside the blonde and yanked on his leg, “Psst. Tell him that we aren’t naked hooligans!”	[atrb=style, width: 100px; vertical-align: top;]
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[Roxas Hiroaki]

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This is it. It was time. He couldn't look back now. There was Sora still in his naked glory. How much he wanted to just rub his fingers down that soft... tanned torso. He could just smell him from where he stood. It was not a bad scent by any means... it was... pleasant. Kind of like the beach. "You *pant* are just *pant* to fast," came the panted cries of the young man. Sora was in better shape than his cousin and was used to at least mildly running even if it was just for short bursts. Roxas spent much of his time in smaller areas and while very flexible he was hardly fast and didn't have the stamina for long distance running. "Hazing? Takes me back bor. There's a lost and found bin by the couch over there dude. What's your room number?" the desk worker asked with a smile on his face. He didn't seem that bad at all. That was of course when Sora decided to slither on into the room to make things even more awkward. He just had to do it didn't he? He wondered sometimes why he loved the little idiot. He was so infuriating sometimes. Even when he did it though... Roxas knew it was because his heart was in the right place. "Psst. Tell him that we aren’t naked hooligans!” Roxas pinched the bridge of his nose as the other man leaned over the counter and gave Sora an odd look. Sort of like... what is wrong with this kid kind of look. Roxas couldn't blame him. Sora was perhaps the most idiotic man he had ever known. Well... there was that retarded kid in front of K-Mart but that was a close one. Maybe he was over exaggerating a tad. Probably a lot but his cousin was quite dense some times. "Idiot," he mumbled under his breath before ignoring his cousin once again. A twinge in his heart every time he saw the boy still wouldn't go away. His frown stayed plastered on his face as he spoke to the man; his voice hoarse from overuse this morning. "Holmes Dorm Room 203," came the soft spoken young man. "Okay?" he said with an inflection in his voice as he continued to stare at the boy laying on the ground like a freak. He couldn't turn around fast enough to look over to try and find some spare keys. Roxas on the other hand had started to stare down at his cousin while moving his head to the side towards where the lost and found stuff was. The box wasn't super full and had a miss match of clothes in it besides the usual suspects. Most of it was to large or to small or female. There was a pair of gym shorts and some shirts as well at least. Female booty shorts and... a used bra. Gross. Roxas grabbed the gym shorts that were obviously to big for him and tied them as tight as possible around his waist. They were still a little to big but managed to stay without needing to be held up. He quickly grabbed a random shirt as he waited for his cousin to dig in.