"Another dream about him..." Roxas groaned a moment after he woke up. This was the fourth one in a row, and just like all of the other ones, he woke up with a hard on.

"God damn it..." he said, lifting up the covers and seeing the tent made by his boxers. He let the covers down again and put his hands behind his head, staring at his ceiling. He tried to replay the dream in his head, but he could only remember a little bit. A duck with a staff ... a weird dog thing with a shield ... and the boy, laughing and smiling as they all ran down a street. Then the boy turned to Roxas and just ... winked...

Roxas sat up; his spiky blond hair plastered to his head from not being washed in two days, and stared out his open window, taking in the view of twilight town below. He needed to clear his head. He had never considered himself gay, but these dreams were getting to him. What if he was gay? Who was this kid? What the FUCK was going on in his head? He decided to try and stop thinking about it, at least until he could find someone to talk to. He just tried to focus on something else for the moment. He turned his attention to the immobile sun hanging in the sky. He had never noticed it until now, but it bothered him to some degree.

"Why doesn't the sun ever fucking move?" he thought to himself. His thoughts, however, were interrupted when a shoe was thrown through the window, hitting Roxas in the face.

"What the FUCK Hayner?" Roxas heard Olette scream from outside his window "A SHOE?"

"Well the dumb-ass could've moved!" He yelled back.

"Yeah. Or, you could've NOT THROWN A SHOE!"

Roxas got up from his floor and rubbed his head. He was pretty sure that the shoe was steel toed, and was obviously kind of pissed off

"Will you two SHUT THE FUCK UP? Just stop fighting and have some angry make-up sex will you?" he screamed through his window, causing a passing old man to choke and look at him in surprise.

"Just get your ASS down here will you? We want to go to the beach!" pence screamed.

Roxas did as he was told. He quickly threw on his favorite (and only) outfit consisting of some silver pants and a white hoody-shirt thing. (A.N. what the hell am I supposed to call it? P

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"... so we need ... what? Like 4000 munny?" Olette asked after counting on her fingers a few times

"Don't ask me. I'm allergic to math in the summer" Pence said, looking genuinely serious

"Whatever" Hayner said "we should split up and get some jobs"

They all agreed, like always, not giving a recommendation by Hayner a second thought.

"Hey Olette" Roxas called to his friend, realizing that this would be a lot easier to talk about with a girl "do you want to see if we can find a job together? It probably won't suck as much that way..." he added the last part to try and make it sound casual.

"Sure Rox" she said happily. It seemed that he had succeeded.

The pair walked around town, slapping posters against walls (and having them miraculously stick to the walls with no adhesive)

"Hey Olette…" Roxas began slowly, not at all sure how to say any of his problems

Olette stopped, sensing something was wrong "yeah? What is it Rox?

"Well…I've been having these weird dreams lately…"

"What about?"

"Well…they're always about this person…and I wake up…you know…"

"you wake up...?" Olette asked, not really getting it

"well...you know..." he gestured to his crotch

"okay. you gotta be a bit more specific. just pointing to your crotch and-"

"HARD! I WAKE UP HARD! Jesus fucking Christ Olette. You must be retarded...

"HOW THE HELL SHOULD I KNOW WHAT YOU MEANT? GIRLS DON'T HAVE DICKS! And besides, whats wrong with that? its normal for people to have sex dreams."

"I didn't say it was a sex dream! the thing that bothers me is that its always about the same person...and its a guy..."

"OHMYGOD! ROXAS!" Olette pulled Roxas into a tight hug, losing any trace of annoyance or instantly. He squirmed away

"Wait Olette. I'm not done. The reason I'm telling you this is cuz...well I don't think I'm gay. It's just this one guy…and I thought that you'd be able to help because…ya' know…you're a girl…" he said, looking at her. Her Happy "oh my god your gay" face was now replaced with a serious face.

"tell me everything"