Musebox

[heartismyown]

 I need to practice with Roxas! Please drop me a line.


Roxas finished smashing the computer, the one that ruined his life. He swung around angrily and stalked off into an unknown room where he found Sora, fast asleep.

DiZ appeared before him. His eyes narrowed, his hand clenched tightly around the keyblade as he swung it back and forth wildly, attempting to attack him. He was familiar. He was the one who did this to him. It was all about that Sora!

"My heart is my own!" Roxas cried, spinning around. Everything has gone white.

When Roxas awakened, he found himself face to face with....

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[heartismyown]

Uh, okay. I can do that.

[by_heart]

Right. Good.

[Lea sighs and rubs at his forehead. No one had better ask him any questions about it.]

[heartismyown]

When did you get home anyway?

[Apparently Roxas had been focused.]

[by_heart]

Just got in. Tired. How long have you been doing homework?

[Usually he'd drape himself over Roxas' shoulder to try to have a look, but he's too comfy right now to move.]

[heartismyown]

I don't know, an hour maybe.

[Taking up his bed, Lea.]

It's pretty hard today.

[by_heart]

[It's his house. He's allowed.]

You'll get it. You like that stuff.

[heartismyown]

Yeah, it's okay, but sometimes it's hard. I'm having a hard time remembering today, I think. I read it and then I try and answer it and I have to do it again.

[As time goes by, he's getting better at realizing himself when he's not having the best of days.]

[by_heart]

Take a break and come back to it, then. That sort of stuff happened to me in school and no one ever messed around with my memory.

[He wasn't exactly the best student. Without Isa, he probably wouldn't have passed anything.]

[heartismyown]

[He nods and closes his book before pushing it off the bed.]

Okay. I was getting tired anyway. Not like sleeping tired, but brain tired.

[by_heart]

Join the club. I'm everything tired.

[He hadn't really hit the brain tired point until coming home. Thanks, Roxas.]

[heartismyown]

Maybe you're working too hard.

[Roxas changes position so he can lie down next to Lea and sprawl out himself. His bed Lea.]

[by_heart]

[Still his house, Roxas.]

Me? Nah.

[Well, if Roxas is going to take up more bed, Lea is just going to have to take up Roxas. He shifts closes and drapes over him, sighing contently.]

[heartismyown]

[Details.]

Maybe not, but you seem tired anyway. Are you gonna nap?

[Rude Lea, it's a good thing Roxas doesn't mind too much.]

[by_heart]

Hmmmm, dunno. Maybe.

[It's easy to fall asleep like this. In fact, it's become a habit of his over the last few days.]

I could be persuaded not to.

[heartismyown]

Yeah? What do you want to do then?

[Roxas fiddles with Lea's hand absently, since he insists on being draped over him.]

[by_heart]

I said persuade me, so it's up to you. What do you want to do?

[Lea just lets him play, obediently moving his hand however Roxas' wants.]

I know you've been reading that book again.

[Just throwing that out there.]

[heartismyown]

[Roxas didn't know he was paying attention and he squeaks a bit.]

Maybe!

[He clears his throat, oops.]

It was pretty good last time.

[by_heart]

Hmm. [It's a noncommittal sort of hum.] Could've been better. Need more practice, so tell me what you were reading about.

[He's sort of pressed him like this before to no avail. Roxas will apparently share any detail he likes with whoever asks except Lea, it seems.]

[heartismyown]

[Roxas knew Lea had some sort of problem with it.]

I can do better!

[by_heart]

[Yup. Still no answer.]

Yeah, me too. Didn't want to push you, so I probably held back too much.

[heartismyown]

[Well the criticism was distracting Lea. :|]

Why would you be pushing me? I said you could. I love you.

[by_heart]

You love a great big perv, sweetheart. You barely understood what I was doing as it was.

[That's how he feels about it, anyway.]

[heartismyown]

[Roxas shrugs.]

Well I get it now. I'm not really worried about that Lea, if I didn't want to, I would say so.

[by_heart]

[It would make him feel better if Roxas ever worried about ANYTHING he did.]

I know, but I don't want things to get to that point.

[heartismyown]

[Roxas tilts his head.]

What do you mean? If I didn't want to do something, I could say so. It's not like...it's not like I would stop loving you if I did.