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]

[He rolls his eyes.]

Fine, I'll get a job.

[by_heart]

Hooray.

[Lea's arms flop on the table. He should probably get up at some point.]

[heartismyown]

[Roxas washes their plates and when he's done, he just looks at Lea. He's not sure what Lea is doing. He didn't really know what job he could do either. Well, he'd have to see how searching for work went.]

[by_heart]

[Lea's just kind of being a lump, so he pushes off the table and drags himself to his feet. He should be used to coming home to this sort of thing by now, probably.]

You've been pretty quiet, you know, considering you just had a giant piece of solid sugar.

[heartismyown]

[Roxas rolls his eyes.]

I didn't cheat and eat while we were baking, so I'm not that hyper. I'm thinking now anyway.

[by_heart]

That's always dangerous.

[Lea looms over Roxas, then tickles his sides just because he's there and he can.]

[heartismyown]

[He's caught completely off guard and Roxas lets out a squeal and a giggle when he's attacked.]

Leeeeaaaaa!

[by_heart]

What? What's your problem?

[Lea is merciless when it comes to this sort of thing, especially since he's not particularly ticklish himself, so there's not much fear of retribution.]

[heartismyown]

Don't tickle me!

[He squeals again and scurries out of his grasp. Jerk.]

[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?