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....

Comments

[by_heart]

Huh? Why not? You're no fun.

[Lea's not letting him go that easy. He's got long arms, after all, so it barely takes any effort to snatch him up again.]

[heartismyown]

[Roxas can't stop laughing when he's tickled and he swats at Lea's chest.]

Lemme go!

[by_heart]

Nope! Never! You're stuck!

[Not letting up. Nope.]

[heartismyown]

Lea!

[Roxas groans and squirms out of his grasp, swatting at his hands.]

If you don't stop tickling me, I won't go get a job!

[by_heart]

And if you don't replace that tea towel, then I'm not buying any more ice cream, so how's that?

[Lea's not playing fair, nor is he stopping. He manages to crowd Roxas in by the fridge and grins smugly down at him.]

[heartismyown]

[Roxas squeals and holds up his hands to try and guard his stomach.]

But but but...we like ice cream!

[by_heart]

Then you better figure something out, huh?

[Roxas is going to regret the day Lea found out he was ticklish, he really is.]

[heartismyown]

Fiiiine.

[Roxas whines a little at him.]

Stop tickling me now!

[by_heart]

Why? We're having so much fun?

[Well, Lea is. But he'll be considerate and stop. For a second.]

[heartismyown]

'Cause it's making my stomach hurt now.

[He pouts a little.]

I don't think I like it much.

[by_heart]

[Lea fakes a pout.]

No? Well, okay...

[Spoilsport.]

[heartismyown]

Okay!

[Aw, but Lea is pouting. He grabs his wrist and tugs him a bit before wrapping his arms around him. He can't pout on his birthday, that's not right.]

[by_heart]

[Lea laughs and hugs him back.]

You forgive me quick, huh?

[heartismyown]

I guess, but I didn't want you to be upset.

[This is what happens when you pout Lea.]

[by_heart]

[Lea shakes his head.]

You're so gullible, too. I'm just messing with ya.

[He kisses Roxas on the forehead. Poor kid. He takes everything so seriously.]

[heartismyown]

I'm not gullible!

[He got a kiss though, so it's not too bad.]

I guess I have to do my homework, right?

[by_heart]

Hm? What homework?

[heartismyown]

Sora brought me another one of his books to read about history stuff. Sounds boring though. Probably don't need to know that.

[by_heart]

You're asking the wrong guy on that one. I'd've failed everything if it-- [He catches himself. He's mentioned Isa once to Roxas before, but he's not sure if it actually sunk in.] -- If I didn't have notes to copy.

[heartismyown]

[He groans a little.]

I don't like all this stupid stuff.

[He has his reasons though, he has to learn all these things.]

Sora won't give me his notes, he says you're not supposed to copy off people.

[by_heart]

Sora's a big fat liar and I bet if you looked at those notes they'd mostly be copied from Kairi and Riku.

[He'd put money on it.]

History's kinda important, though. The book makes it sound like the most boring thing ever, so you kinda have to pick through to find the fun parts.

[heartismyown]

Are there any fun parts?

[Doubtful Lea, doubtful.]

Maybe, I don't know. He said I shouldn't copy his notes though.

[by_heart]

Yeah, sure there are. Don't know what history you're studying, though, so I can't really tell you where they are.

[For all that he jokes about being Professor Lea, school was never really his thing.]

[heartismyown]

I guess I just have to read it all.

[He tilts his head.]

I don't want to do it now though! Let's do something.

[by_heart]

Sugar's finally kicking in, huh? What do you have in mind?

[As long as it's not more baking or more cake.]