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Finding Lost Dreams	By : Lanie12777 Category: Kingdom Hearts > Slash/Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 12745 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts or its characters, nor do I make any profit from this story.

AN: I�m so sorry for the wait! I wrote the ending of this chapter last night and tonight, my co-author is unfortunately suffering a major bout of writer�s block, so I may be going solo for a while. But I already have part of the next chapter done, so it shouldn�t be too long before it�s ready to post.

~It is now September, the beginning of the story began in May, so it�s been four months since Sora was attacked.~

　

Chapter 13

Xigbar watched an agitated Xemnas pace restlessly around his elegant condo. A small thread of worry for his friend�s sanity rose in his mind as the man muttered to himself, cursing someone named Max and going on about that brown-haired kid. Xigbar sat on the edge of a plush, overstuffed light brown sofa; its matching chair was pushed against a wall near the large plate-glass window, where Xemnas had shoved it in his fury over Xigbar�s failure to acquire Sora.

The main room was nearly in shambles from the white-haired man�s rage. Xigbar was seriously starting to doubt his friend�s sanity. All he could talk about was Sora. It was like he was obsessed. Black brows drew together in a frown; he knew that anyone with an obsession could easily turn to stupid stunts, and with the way Xemnas was behaving, he�d end up doing something extremely dumb.

The tall dark-haired man fidgeted uncomfortably as Xemnas continued to stalk the room angrily. His pewter-gray suit was mussed, the lighter gray vest unbuttoned and the white dress shirt beneath pulled halfway out of his trousers. His white hair was slightly tangled, due to numerous brushes of his fingers through the pale strands. All in all Xigbar thought Xemnas looked a bit maniacal, his eyes bloodshot from several glasses of alcohol he�d consumed and loss of sleep.

�Damn it, you were supposed to bring Sora here to me! I thought you were some hotshot mercenary, getting people what they need no matter what!�

Xigbar sat silently as the other man ranted at him. Had it been anyone else, he would�ve slammed their face into the nearest wall. But Xemnas was his closest and oldest friend; so instead of getting angry, he let the insults slide off him. Or at least he tried to.

�I watched the kid like you asked, but some tall kid with silver hair wouldn�t leave him alone. And he saw me the other night, so I had to hightail it out of there before he called the cops,� Xigbar explained patiently. But Xemnas didn�t care for his excuses. His bright gold eyes focused on Xigbar heatedly, his face formed into a heavy scowl.

Irritation was quickly creeping into Xigbar�s tone. �What the hell happened to you?� he asked in exasperation. �You�re letting yourself get crazy and completely worked up over some kid?�

Xemnas growled. �You wouldn�t understand,� he snapped harshly.

�Then help me to understand!�

�Because Sora is mine!� Xemnas shouted, his chest heaving as he panted from pent-up fury. Xigbar�s eyes narrowed.

�You don�t own him, Xemnas. God, you act like a jilted lover or something.� Seeing Xemnas� expression, it suddenly clicked, and Xigbar froze. �Tell me you didn�t touch him.�

Silence was his only answer, and Xigbar watched as Xemnas� pacing picked up speed. He swore colorfully at the white-haired man.

�Jesus, man, are you trying to get arrested?! You know better than to fuck around with an underage kid! You�re lucky his father hasn�t had your ass tossed in jail for statutory rape.�

�Shut up!� Xemnas ordered, his arm sweeping out viciously and knocking various trinkets and a crystal vase off the nearest in-table, a resounding crash echoing in the room. �I didn�t ask for your opinion; just do your job like you�re supposed to.�

A bit stunned by the outburst coming from his usually stoic friend, Xigbar stood to his full height and glowered down at the slightly shorter Xemnas. �We go back a long way Xem, but friends or not, you watch how you talk to me. I�m doing you a favor in watching this boy, but I can haul my ass home any time I want.� He waited for a moment, letting his meaning sink in. �This kid is being closely watched all the time, which tells me that whatever your obsession with him is, you�ve already made a move on him and it wasn�t too well liked by his dad and friends. It could take me a while before I can even get close enough to him to snatch, so I would suggest you just be patient and let me work.�

Xemnas snorted and stalked into his bedroom, slamming the door loudly. Xigbar sighed; he had a sour taste in his mouth about his �job�. What the hell had he gotten himself into?

　

Roxas shut his cellphone, a bright grin on his face. He�d been talking to Sora, who�d called him after getting his text yesterday. He was so excited to be moving to Point Destiny and living near his cousin; he and Sora had always been close, but it was hard to visit often when he lived so far away. So he was more than happy when his father informed him they would be moving from home just outside Phoenix, Arizona and into the very same neighborhood as Max and Sora. Zack, Roxas� older brother by four years, was in college, but would be switching schools so he could be near his family. He was a copy of Angeal with his spiky black hair and blue/violet eyes, whereas Roxas took after their mother Quistis.

Standing at 5�8�, short compared to his father and brother�s height of six feet, Roxas had dark blonde hair like his mother, but his cerulean blue eyes were the same shade as her younger brother Zell; Quistis� eyes were a paler shade of ice-blue behind her gold-rimmed glasses. Roxas was a mix of his parents, with a more quiet demeanor, unlike Zack, who took after their Uncle Zell with his loud personality. Which was a bit funny, because though he and Zack were opposites, Roxas� boyfriend Axel was almost exactly like his brother. The feisty redhead, who had a weird (and sometimes terrifyingly annoying) fascination with fire, was two years older than Roxas and, just like Zack, had decided to transfer colleges to be close to Roxas. The move would be in a week, and Roxas was really looking forward to it.

Returning to his packing, Roxas finished up the box he�d been filling with his various pictures and some of his clothes when he heard the doorbell ring downstairs. He pushed the box to the side to make room for him to walk by and ran downstairs; his dad was still at work and his mom was out getting a few more boxes and running some errands, so he was home alone.

A little out of breath by the time he got to the door, he opened it to find a smirking Axel leaning on the side of the porch rail, jade green eyes running over the blonde hungrily.

�Hiya, gorgeous,� Axel drawled, sauntering over to Roxas slowly. His dark red hair was pulled back in a low ponytail, his sideburns trailing down over his ears. He was wearing all black, a color Roxas always thought looked exceptionally good on him. Roxas felt goosebumps break out over him as Axel stood beside him and whispered in his ear, �Are your parents home?�

At the negative nod, Axel beamed and grabbed Roxas� hand, leading the blonde into the house. �Wow, you guys got a lot of stuff already packed,� the redhead observed as he pulled Roxas toward the stairs. �Hope you haven�t packed your bed yet,� he said, leering down at his blushing boyfriend.

Shutting the door to Roxas� bedroom, Axel immediately tugged Roxas close to him. Before Roxas could say a word, Axel claimed the blonde�s lips in a deep kiss. Roxas moaned lightly, his mouth opening to grant access to Axel�s tongue. The taller redhead instantly plunged into the warm cavern, his hands running over Roxas� back down to his hips and clutching him closer.

Roxas reached up and grabbed the band holding Axel�s hair, letting the red strands tumble free to broad shoulders. His tan fingers sifted through the soft tresses, his body burrowing into Axel�s as their kiss grew more heated.

Lifting the smaller teen�s legs up, Axel carried Roxas over to his dresser, setting him down on the wood surface while not breaking their liplock and standing between the blonde�s slim thighs. His left hand cupped Roxas� face gently while his right one snaked down to the top of Roxas� jeans, running the tips of his fingers over the button and zipper. Just as he was about to slip his hand inside, they were broken apart by the sound of the front door opening and closing. A second later they could hear Quistis call out, �Roxas?�

�Damn it,� Axel muttered, moving away from Roxas so he could straighten out his clothing. They could hear Roxas� mother heading to the bedroom, her footsteps echoing on the hardwood floor. �Roxas? Are you here?� she called, her head poking into the room and a smile on her face as she zeroed in on her son. Luckily his breathing had calmed down, and he and Axel were standing a few feet apart as if nothing had happened. Though his parents didn�t mind his boyfriend, it was altogether another thing to have your mother walk in on you and said boyfriend having sex.

�Oh, hello Axel, are you going to have dinner with us tonight?� Quistis had always liked Axel, she thought he was a nice boy who reminded her of her little brother a bit.

Axel chuckled. �If you�re cooking, hell yeah!� Roxas rolled his eyes, but a small smirk crept onto his lips. Quistis laughed and went back downstairs to start dinner, leaving Roxas and Axel alone. Axel shot a grin at his boyfriend, receiving a shirt in the face as Roxas began packing another box.

　

Note: I�m not exactly sure what color Angeal�s eyes are, I�ve never played Crisis Core, but for the story I�m making them the same color as Zack�s. And I decided to use Quistis from FF8; her character isn�t used much, and I liked the idea of her as Roxas� mother.
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