Roxas calls himself a coward, but why?

Coward

"Roxas?" the blonde looked up from his bed to see his cousin standing in his doorway.

"Yeah?"

"Are you going to Selphie's party tonight?" Sora asked. He walked in, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"I don't know. Axel and them want to go," Roxas shrugged. "Why?"

"'Cause Naminé's going and I was hoping you'd talk to her there." At those words, Roxas's eyes noticeably darkened.

"Mind your own business Sora," He rolled over, facing the wall. "What I do doesn't concern you."

"Naminé's my friend, and you're my cousin. So yeah, it does concern me." Sora frowned. "Why do you always try to change the subject when it comes to her?"

"Because I don't want to talk about it."

"Why not? You used to be so protective of her, now you say you want nothing to do with her."

"Back off Sora-"

"Then stop being a coward and man up for once!" Sora barley had time to blink before he was thrown to the ground, Roxas on top of him.

"What are you so afraid of?" Sora asked. He sounded calm, despite the position he was in. "You know Naminé will forgive for whatever happened."

"Not everything is all happy endings Sora!" Roxas hissed through clenched teeth, gripping Sora's shirt. "Things don't always work out that way."

"How would you know, you never tried. Take a risk, you might win."

"I did take a risk once, and you know what? I lost." Roxas's grip loosened. He looked away, but not before Sora saw the raw pain in his eyes. "I'd rather her hate me then risk hurting her even worse in the future."

"Even though your hurting her now?" Sora slowly sat up. It was easier then expected but he guessed it was because the blonde's temper deflated. "Roxas, you have to stop doing things yourself. Right now, Nams needs all her friends."

"What do you mean?" Roxas looked confused.

"Ask her yourself. Actually, she won't tell you. Ask Cloud." Sora stood, sighing. Roxas leaned against his bed, pressing his forehead against his knees. "I have to go there to pick them up. Just…stop being a coward and do the right thing. I can handle you being in a gang, I can handle you coming home late, if at all. But I hate it when you act like this."

"Like what?"

"Like you've been for almost a year now. Like you've given up and stopped caring."

There was silence. Then-

"Get the hell out of my room Sora."

Once he heard his door close Roxas grabbed the nearest object-an empty CD case- and chucked it at the wall.

What did Sora know? To him, everything was Rainbows and Butterflies. He knew nothing of the frustration the blonde had been going through for two year. The pain and guilt that increased a year ago because of another stupid decision.

He'd taken a risk before. He couldn't do it again.

But could he? Was he willing to risk what felt like everything for a petite, blonde girl who he intentionally hurt? Did he really want to try to apologise, and face her out right saying that she hated him and never wanted anything to do with him ever again?

'Sora's right. I'm nothing but a coward' he stood up, avoiding looking in the mirror for he knew how red his eyes would look.

A/N: I really wanted to elaborate on why Roxas called himself a coward in chapter. I like Sora, he can be bit of an idiot sometimes, but he always looks out for his friends and will tell them to grow up if he has to.