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

[heartismyown]

[It takes a moment for him to ground himself again, a little breathless.]

It was good.

[Maybe that's a better answer that might appease Lea more.]

[by_heart]

[Lea sighs heavily. This kid. At least he could tell from Roxas' reactions that he'd done a bit better than "good," it'd at least help his poor, bruised ego a bit if Roxas would at least...increase his vocabulary a little.]

Right. I'll take it, I guess. At least it's not "I didn't mind it."

[heartismyown]

I didn't mind it either.

[Sorry Lea, sometimes there's just no winning.

Roxas pets his hair though, yawning.]

Do you feel better?

[by_heart]

Define "better."

[Because really, he can't win.]

How about nap, then find something to eat, then a whole rest of my life of you not telling people what happens in bed. That's what I'm thinking.

[heartismyown]

Okay, okay, I won't.

[Lea seems to complain a lot, so Roxas decides to shut him up with a kiss.]

[by_heart]

Hmph.

[Lea complains so much because he's got plenty of reasons to, dammit.]