Basically, the pairings are a bit off. I know, I know you may be upset though it does change. Eventually :D

Enjoy chapter one!

Tick-Tick, Tick, Tick, Tick-Tick.

Ventus's fingers strummed along the keyboard swiftly. He was finishing his school paper due in only a few hours. The blonde was trying to be as quiet as he could, not wanting to awaken the sleeping teen in the bed behind him. Sora twisted in the bed, trying to ignore the 'ticks' of the keyboard.

Tick-Tick, Tick, Tick-Tick-Tick.

The brunette groaned, no longer patient, and sat up. "Ven, are you coming to bed?" he whimpered.

Ventus bit his lip, afraid he woke him up. "In a minute,"

Sora rolled his eyes and climbed out of bed, one leg at a time. He quietly walked over to Ven, a small smile on his lips, and gradually hugged Ven from behind the chair. Sora kissed his ear, and whimpered, "You could come to bed, keep me warm…" His smile was not seen, but heard.

Ventus was almost distracted by the devious brunette, though responded reluctantly, "I'm almost done. I just need a few more minutes," Ventus used every will in his being to refuse Sora.

Suddenly, Sora's cunning fingers trailed slowly down Ven's chest. It trickled down to his crotch, and they sneaked into his plaid boxer shorts. The brunette whimpered in Ven's ear, "Come on, Venny," He added cutely, suggestively.

Ventus looked down at his boxers, and chuckled softly, almost nervously. "Sora, why don't you go to bed?" He said this while plucking the willing teens fingers out of his pants. Ven then turned back to the monitor, concentrating on his paper. Sora pulled back diffidently, and stared down at Ven with a hint of rejection in his eyes. He turned around and climbed slowly back into bed.

Sora should defiantly be used to this by now. He knew by now that Ventus always put work first. Sighing to himself, he turned over and stared at the ceiling in boredom. He wasn't tired anymore...

Ventus and Sora had been together for four months now. Not once, astoundingly, had the two had sex. Ven never seemed to have the 'time', or he just never wanted to. Sora respected it for the first few months, though now he seemed oblivious to the fact that Ven just didn't want to have sex. Occasionally, Sora and Ven would have the hot, deep kiss on the couch, though whenever Sora suggested taking matters to the room- Ven seemed pained by the idea. He usually just got up and mumbled a lie of work.

Sora tried asking him about it, though Ven would simply pretend he didn't know what he was talking about. So, he never pushed it.

Rejection was the feeling that overplayed his needs for Ventus. The teen sighed, and began to ponder in his own mind.

He remembered how we first met Ven.

About five months ago, friends of Sora gathered on the beach to play a match of beach volleyball. Another player was needed to make the teams even. A silver haired teen, Riku, scanned the beach for another willing player. He then spotted a pair of twins enjoying their lunch at the nearby picnic tables. Good enough, right?

Riku cupped his mouth with his hands to amplify his voice, and shouted, "Hey, twin-boys! Yeah, you two at the picnic tables. How's about a match of volleyball?" He challenged. The two teens looked up at Riku, then to each other, surprised.

One of the two stood up, excited to play. The twin who was sitting down grasped his brother's wrist and gave him a defiant stare. It almost looked like, what the hell are you doing? They seemed to be discussing something fiercely back and forth. Sora could hear the harsh whispers of the two.

Sora laughed at their expressions, and shouted towards them, "You game? Or are you scared to lose!"

The twin who was standing shouted back sarcastically, "Let's play, smartass!" Sora discovered that the teen standing up was Roxas.

Roxas pulled up his younger brother, Ventus, and towed him to the court. Only one player was needed, so Roxas took the liberty of going first. Either that, or Ven insisted of his brother going first.

The younger boy sat on the sea-green bench, and encouraged his brother occasionally with adorable chants. Roxas, on the opposite team of Sora, played very well. He never let the ball hit the ground once, even if it was in the back of the court. He dove for it, and still managed to hit it over the net.

They were losing 5 – 10. Both Sora and Roxas where glaring at each other with sparks in their eyes, panting to catch their breath. The brunette giggled evilly, and suggested, "Hey Roxas, why don't you give your brother a chance to play?" Ventus was aimlessly watching a common butterfly flutter around the nearby flowers.

Roxas glowered at Sora with a cocky smirk, "No way! You're just scared to lose!"

Sora smiled back, and slowly walked towards Ven, never taking his eyes off Roxas "Well, I think you're just too scared to let your brother play because you want to make sure you win," The brunette reached Ven, and pulled him up to his feet. "Ven, don't you want your big brother to watch you play?" Sora said cutely, batting his long lashes to the outer-spaced blonde. Sora caught his attention again, asking. Ven blushed, and jumped up and down. "Roxas, watch me play!" Sora towed Ven to Roxas's spot on the court.

Roxas glared at Sora, speechless, and huffed a grunt. He put a hand on Ven's shoulder, face showing his hopelessness, before taking a seat to the close by bench. Ven, looking fierce and focuses, made the wrong stance for volleyball. Instead, he had mistaken it for the Football stance with one hand palm-down on the floor, and the other on his knee.

This was just too easy.

Sora could distinctly see the difference in the two almost right away. Ven's hair was a few shades lighter, and his eyes where a few facets lighter than Roxas's. His face was a bit more round, and his lips more pink. His cheek's had a bit more color to it too.

Sora, making the first move, served the ball over the net.

Ven constantly scurried away from the ball, whimpering an apology. He blushed scarlet each time he scampered away. Sora found him completely adorable. Evidently, the match ended and Sora's team won with victory. Ventus smiled over at Sora, blushing a bit, and tilted his head, "Good game, So-ra!" He trampled over his named awkwardly, putting a piece sign to his left eye.

Sora couldn't control himself, his ran under the net and attacked the shorter blonde, throwing his arms around his neck and laughing. "Maybe you'll win next time, Ven!" He refrained from nuzzling his face into the others' neck, and maybe a little farther.

~x~x~x~

The brunette smiled to himself as the memories fluttered back to him. But, something caught in his mind.

Roxas, he thought. The older of the two. He in the background, chuckling, as Sora cuddled Ventus to the volleyball pole.

A light blushed appeared on his face as his mind pondered on the other twin…

. . . . . . .

"A-Ah!" Beads of sweat rolled of Roxas' chest as he lunged for the volleyball, before it hit the sand. "You won't win, Sora," Roxas laughed. Sora sprinted for the ball as it headed his way, and spiked it powerfully. The ball plummeted towards the ground on Roxas' side, his muscles flexed as he unexpectedly saved the ball from hitting the floor. Sora, caught off guard, dove for the ball. He missed by several feet.

Roxas laughed, wiping the sweat from his forehead. Sora grabbed two towels, and half ran towards the blonde. "Good game, Roxas," He congratulated with a small smile.

Roxas patted his face and neck with the towel and flipped his hair- throwing Sora a crooked grin. Both boys were tired from beating beaten by each other, and the sun. Roxas is well worked-out, Sora thought. His abs were toned with a worked 4-pack, and it was shining from the harsh light.

Sora bit his lip, and blushed a shade of scarlet. Irresistible, he thought.

Roxas blinked at Sora, and joked, "What, mad that you lost? You know Sora…" The blonde started, closing the space between them, "There are other ways you can make up for losing," He purred while clicking his tongue, that crooked grin of his. Sora's blush spread across his face as he gulped. "L-like what?"

Roxas snaked his arms around Sora's waist, and pulled him closer. His lips where at his ear, and he hummed, "You'll have to meet my…needs," Roxas lingered on the last word. Sora was about to respond, though his lips where suddenly busy. Roxas kissed Sora slowly, his tongue guiding onto his lower lip. Sora whimpered as he did this. The brunette's mouth gaped, and the blonde's tongue slipped in easily. Their lips moved slow and deep, mouths open, tongues gliding and twisting against each other. Sora couldn't help but to whine in pleasure, closing his lips around the others' slippery muscle and biting at the tip, teasing it with his own tip.

Roxas gripped Sora's waist with his rough hands, twisting him around. The brunette grabbed the volleyball net's pole eagerly. His nails scratched the paint off the pole, and his toes curled in the soft sand, as Roxas, from behind slowly guided his fingertips down Sora's back, and sliding to the front-side of the brunette. Devilish fingers snaked themselves past the waistband and inched toward Sora's semi-alive cock. He laced his fingers tightly around the erection. He stroked it, slowly at first, to gain its' hardness. Sora knelt forward, his mouth widely set open as he choked back his lustful moans. Sex clouded his mind as fingers pressured the sensitive layer of skin just under the head, Roxas sliding his fingernails softly of his quivering slit.

Sora felt Roxas spread his legs a bit farther apart with his knee, and in return, felt his throbbing organ push up against his lower back. He rubbed it leisurely, making Sora grind his teeth together in frustration.

Sora groaned lightly as the pleasure was relieved from his lively organ and the skilled hand fled to his backside. The fingers slid out of his shorts and up his back, along the line of skin-covered vertebrae. It caused Sora to visibly shiver, another sex-frustrated groan escaping his lips. Roxas' pale middle and index finger reached his pursing lips, as Roxas instructed huskily; "Suck," Sora didn't get it, but glided his wet muscle over the digits and took them into his mouth slowly, deeply.

Roxas then pulled down both of their trunks and Sora arched his back. Roxas' hand drew away from Sora's mouth, and gripped onto his shoulder. The two fingers trailed their wet tips down Sora's quivering back and to the beginning of the brunet's ass. He slid the side of his finger repeatedly over the crack to show him he would enatrate soon. When Sora bounced his head forward and back, Roxas poked and twisted the tip of his index in, slowly.

"A-ah!" Sora let out a small moan. Roxas guided Sora's waist on his member, and began to thrust. Deliberately, at first, then he paced his speed after each passionate moan of Sora. A smile was set on Sora's mouth as Roxas thrusted into him slow and deep. Roxas's hand slid down his shoulder, and gripped onto Sora's waist. He now thrusted passionately, while increasing the speed.

"A-ah, Ah! H-Harder, harder! A-Ah, oh god!" Sora panted eagerly. Roxas's grunted vaguely, an intense blush on his face, as his throbbing member hoisted out of Sora all the way, and shoved back in deeply each thrust. Sora's pants where short and deep. Both of their bodies where glimmering with perspiration under the heat of the sun. Roxas gasped slowly, "Sora, I'm g-gunna cu-"

"Sora! Sora? Wake up, Sora!" A distant voice was heard. Ventus shook Sora's arm hastily.

Sora was still panting, and his body was twisting on the bed. His hands grabbed fistfuls of the sheets, and his feet where kicking off the covers. A hidden smile was set on Sora's lips, as his head twisted from side to side while letting off another moan.

"Sora! You're having a bad dream!" Ventus whispered, while shaking him again.

The brunette's eyes slowly opened, and his smile slowly faded. He looked around the dark room, a bit perplexed. "W-what?" He whimpered.

Ventus whispered, "Are you okay? It seemed like you where having a terrible dream,"

Reality slowly trickled on Sora as his mind became more alert to the fact it was just a dream. He slowly nodded his head, "Y-yeah…Just a bad…Dream,"

. . . . . . .

Sora was biting his thumb, and he was tapping his foot on the floor. He sat quietly onto the couch in the living room, not paying attention plasma screen television.

What was that, last night? He thought. This is bad! Not only did I have a wet dream of someone other than Ventus, but Ventus's brother!

Sora shook his head slightly, arguing with himself. Ven walked into the room, buttoning up his uniformed blazer. He spotted Sora on the couch, tapping his foot vigorously. He reached out, and touched his shoulder. Sora jumped from his seat, gasping slightly.

"Sora, it's just me," Ven laughed. "You seem…jittery. Are you okay?" He asked cautiously.

The brunette took a deep breath, and molded his face in a serene smile. "Yeah, the dream last night just…Uhm, scared me." Sora was actually telling the truth. Ven sat on the lemon couch, squaring out Sora's knotted shoulders. "Maybe you should take the day off today. Working is the last thing you need. Just, take a hot shower and maybe go for a walk. Shake off the dream," He suggested. For Ventus, he seemed surprisingly calm.

Sora nodded, biting his lip, "Y-yeah. I'll just take the day off. Tomorrow I'll be back on my feet," He added cheerfully. Ventus smiled, kissed his cheek, and sat up. He strolled to the table, slung his bag over his shoulder, and opened the front door. "See you," He tilted his head, and smiled.

Sora smiled back and mumbled a goodbye. Ventus headed off to his college class without Sora today.

The brunette sighed heavily, cupping his hands over his face. He buried his face in pillow, and mumbled, "What the hell is wrong with me!" His voice was muffled as he was talking to no one. He laid there for a few moments, trying to calm himself.

Unexpectedly, his cell phone buzzed on the glass coffee-table in front of him. He groaned, flipping it open, and answered, "Hello," His voice was still muffled by the pillow.

"Sora?" A petite voice responded, "It's me, Kairi,"

Sora sat up, a soft smile on his face. Kairi was one of Sora's closest childhood friend. Her voice sounded like bliss right now, for she was all he wanted to talk to.

"Kairi, I'm so glad you called. Listen, I really need to talk to you about something. It's important," He added.

"Oh, of course Sora, what's it about?" Her bell like had a trace of worry.

"It's about Ventus," He glumly answered after a few moments. His eyes were glued to the floor, ashamed.

"Sora, I'm sure whatever it is, he won't be mad." She assured. "Why don't you meet up at my place? We can talk there," She suggested.

Sora nodded to himself. "Alright, I'll leave in 5."

. . . . . . .

The brunette shortly arrived at Kairi's manor. He remembered he was always envious of the fact she was the mayor's daughter. She lived in a luxurious mansion, located right by a private beach. Through his childhood years, he got used to the idea of her being incredibly wealthy.

He strolled up the stone path, under the shaded palm trees. In the front yard, Kairi's father was playing a game of croquet on the massive area of grass in the front yard. A few other men dressed in plaid manor, wearing checkered berets on their heads. Her father had a stout cigar in his mouth, as he wheezed a laugh at the other poor player who hit the ball a few inches.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fremont," Sora waved over the field.

Mr. Fremont gestured, "Ah- Sora my boy! Welcome!" His body was plump and his cheeks where rosy as he let out another wheeze laugh.

"Good to be home, sir," Sora agreed. Mr. Fremont pointed a finger at Sora, shaking it enthusiastically.

Sora smiled to himself as he took the stone path to the gate located on the side of the house. He opened the coal black gateway, and wandered to the luxurious backyard. He walked down the stairs, and scanned for a sun-kissed red head.

The backyard was surrounded by giant palm trees that provided warm shade. Under one tree, he spotted Kairi lying out on a chair, reading a magazine. Her back was to the scenic view of the sparkling blue ocean. You could even see the small island that they always played at as kids.

"Kairi," Sora called out, wandering over to her. The teen peeked from her magazine, and shot him a dazzling smile. She sat up from her chair, and danced over to him. He opened his arms, and she wrapped her arms around his neck. "Sora! It's so good to see you," She gave him a suffocating hug, although he didn't mind.

He hugged her back, missing how her petite body was so fragile in his arms. "It's good to see you too, Kai. I missed you," He laughed.

Kairi took his hand, and rambled back her chair. "Alright, now tell me what's going on,"

~x~x~x~

Sora sighed, "So, that's why I needed to tell someone about this." He finished explaining the situation, and turned to look back at Kairi. He didn't mention the full details of his dream, but he made it clear enough it was pleasurable. She sighed, and bit her thumb. She soaked in the story for a few moments, and then looked up back to Sora.

"So, do you have new feeling for Roxas now?" She questioned.

Sora scratched his head, and shrugged. "I never really thought about it. I mean, it's all so confusing! Roxas and Ventus are two completely different people. I want both of them," He shook his head, admitting this.

Kairi patted his hand. "Sora, it was just a dream. Maybe if you tell Ventus this, he'll meet your needs," She suggested.

Sora nodded. "Right... Just a dream," He looked down at the tiles of the floor, thinking of the intense heat of the dream.

Kairi touched his cheek, "Just talk to Ven, Sora,"

. . . . . . .

After their talk, Sora returned back home. It was a little past 7'o clock at night. His key fumbled in the lock of the door, and he stepped in.

Sora spotted two people working on the couch with books scattered around them. Ventus looked up, and smiled, "Sora, welcome home," He said cutely. The other boy looked up at him with cold, golden eyes. The teen has dark, black spikes that pitched in every direction. His skin was pale, and his eye's piercing. Something about him made Sora alert.

He and Sora's eyes never left each other. "Who's this?" He asked Ven.

Ven sensed the strain in the room, and introduced the teen to Sora. "This," He pointed to the boy, "Is Vanitas. He's a tutor for my studies,"

Vanitas's mouth formed into a crooked smile, "And I assume that you're Sora? Ven has told me a lot about you," His voice was as smooth as velvet.

Sora smiled, "Well, It's nice to meet you Vanitas," He walked into the other room, and Vanitas took his eyes off him once he was out of sight.

"You know Van," Ventus said once Sora closed the door, and bit his finger, "You look a lot like Sora,"

Vanitas chuckled a sinister laugh, "You don't say,"

. . . . . . .

Sora's eyes gently fluttered open. The first thing he saw when he woken up was the time on the clock next to the bed stand. It was a little past 9' o clock.

He must have fallen asleep. Sora slowly got up, rubbing his eyes, and tried to remember when he had drifted to sleep. He recalled that he needed to talk to Ventus, but Vanitus was here. Maybe by now he left. Sora stepped out of bed, and zombie walked to the living room calling out Ven's name.

There was no response.

He peeked his head in the living room, and all he saw where the collection of scattered books all over the glass coffee table. However, he spotted a bright, yellow note on the front door.

It read:

Sora,

Vanitas and I took a break from studying and went to get some ice-cream. I didn't want to wake you!

Be back soon.

-Ven

Sora scratched his head, and wondered when they left. He was now full of fresh energy from his nap, and he decided not to spend it sitting at home all night.

He threw on his swimming trunks and flip-flops, deciding to take a midnight swim!

He quickly grabbed a post it, and a pen, and wrote to Ven that he was going for a swim. He stuck it to the door on top of Ven's last note, slung a towel over his shoulder, and stepped outside. He quickly locked the door before striding down the stairs to the local swimming pool.

The warm breeze of Destiny Islands really calmed Sora from everything. A small draft swept over him, tousling his hair and ruffling the leaves nearby. He smiled to himself. He was still smiling when he reached the gate of the pool. Suddenly, something caught his eye in the swimming pool.

Could that be…?

He burst through the surface of the water, gasping as the air filled his lungs. He looked a lot like Ventus, unbelievably so.

"V-ven? I thought you went for ice cream with Vanitas?" Sora cocked his head, while striding to the side of the pool, where the teen was now shaking his head to rid the water from his hair. He ran a paled hand through it and looked up at Sora in surprise.

"Sora? Hey! It's me, Roxas! - Knucklehead, you can't tell us apart anymore? What's gotten in to you?" he chuckled and swam himself to the side of the pool, and crossed his arms on the warm concrete.

"R-roxas? I haven't seen you in forever!" the brunette gushed in pure surprise. Sora leaned down, placing his hands on bare knees to see the blonde clearer. He looked just a bit more tanned than he last recalled. He smiled down at the Roxas, and then something struck a chord in him the way the blonde smiled back. The sweetest nightmare- he had just last night, flooded back into his mind. His face when rigidly red and he fell back onto his behind.

"Sora? You're getting clumsier and clumsier by the month, aren't you?" his laughed filled Sora's tight air and lifted some of his embarrassment, soothing him slightly.

"A-ah. Yeah!" he rubbed the back of his neck nervously. The memory seemed to crash over him much stronger. The moans, the screams, Roxas' own hot body against hi- Stop it Sora!

He shook his head, refraining from laughing at his idiotic and sudden shake of the head. The blonde boy had his neck turned upwards to look better at the other, a questioning perfect brow raised. How can he always keep his cool like that? Sora wondered, pursing his lips, and quickly thought of something to say.

"H-how have you been? Any girls recently?" Why did that pang of pre-jealousy fill his stomach? It was sickening, to the core. He felt like a girl, rigid and pain-filled with a side of PMS and a Pepsi.

"Girls? Nah. I've been okay though. I got an apartment here, you know. Its right over there," he pointed to the back of himself, beyond the pools' gate, to a building where two apartments were stacked. "Mine's on the top floor, to the right. Hey, can you grab me a towel?" he tried shaking the water from his hair when floating to the front steps. Sora grabbed a neon green towel and threw it towards him. Roxas stepped out the pool, shaking off the water from his hair- and gave it a flip.

Oh god.

Sora's toes curled slightly as the memory swirled around in his head. It was very familiar. Roxas looked even better than he had in his dream.

Roxas titled his head as Sora stared upon him. Cerulean on azure-blue eyes. The brunette's face flushed.

"You okay, Sora?" Roxas didn't break the stare as he walked towards him. Overpowering now, Sora could no longer refuse his egotistic needs.

The blonde was inches away from the brunette, raising his eyebrow in question.

"Roxas, I…" Sora began to say, slowly. He shook his head to himself. How was he supposed to explain this to him? He couldn't. It was impossible, or very near it. He couldn't just say that he suddenly liked him, and he unexpectedly wanted him for himself. He was with brother for crying out loud! Sora's eyes traced the cement onto the floor, no longer able to look at Roxas. He felt so ashamed.

A velvet-like voice recalled, "Sora, talk to me," It rang through Sora's ears. It pierced through his heart.

He looked back at Roxas, feeling the guiltiness beginning melting away. He no longer saw a trace on Ven in his eyes; He was a separate person now. Everything he had been looking for. His mind began to complete switch off, like someone pulling the plug of a television. His body uncontrollably moved forward.

Sora did not finish his sentence as he inclined toward Roxas, closing the distant between them. He touched his lips to his. It was so gentle, like butterfly wings.

Devious, is it not? I hope you enjoyed it! If you saw any mistakes, please let me know. Well, I hope to hear from you all. If you have any questions or comments, please share them! Thanks for reading! I'll have the next chapter up soon, to get the story moving!

I would like to thank Meeshee Muffin for re-reading, re-writing, and beta'ing my story. Thanks mooo!