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There's almost always around 15 or so members online (today, 16). Is anyone else extremely bored now? XD

Yes, this is based on that Dark Roxas. competition going on, so hope you enjoy it. XD Repliku is Axel, HigherBeing is Riku, Dark Roxas. is Roxas, and I am Namine. I'd prefer to use Larxene, but I totally don't act like her...anyhow, enjoy! :) Oh, and don't forget that this is set in another universe, where the Nobodies are Somebodies, and everyone is good friends...

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Part One

Roxas wasn't quite sure what had happened. He kept repeating the events over in his mind, but still nothing added up. Why on earth was he being sold for an adoption when he was perfectly fine living alone in the Twilight Town's mansion?

It had all started that morning, when his best friend, Axel had waltzed into the parlor room, his unruly, crimson red hair streaming behind him, his emerald green eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Hey, partner!" he had waved to him, as he gave his friend a warm hug. "I was thinking..."

"To barge into my home today?” Roxas cut in, a wry smile on his lips.

"Haha, very funny," Axel said, crossing his arms, the corners of his mouth quirking upwards. "You gave me your key for good reason, you know...but anyhow, I was thinking...what if you came to live with me?"

Roxas blinked. Had he truly heard right?

"Excuse me?" the boy asked, raising an eyebrow. "You want me to live you with you?"

The red head nodded, his mouth slowly forming into a grin. "Won't that be fantastic?" he remarked. "You won't have to be so lonely in this mansion any longer!"

"I've been living here ever since my parents died 5 years ago...I'm used to this," Roxas sighed. "You don't have to worry about me..."

Axel frowned, when an idea popped into his head. "Ohh...I know what's bothering you..." His confident expression appeared back upon his face. "You're afraid this is all illegal..."

"...What?” Roxas said, incredulously. "No, that is not-"

"Hey, buddy," his friend interrupted, placing a firm hand upon Roxas's shoulder. "I'm going to take care of everything...you see, I'm going to adopt you."

Roxas opened his mouth to speak, when someone else spoke out his objection.

"What on earth are you talking about? An adoption?"

The two quickly spun around to see Riku standing by the doorway, his silver hair flowing softly around him.

"Yeah, you heard that right," Axel said, frowning. "So how'd you get in here anyway?"

"The door was open," Riku answered, gesturing to it behind him with his thumb. "But anyway...are you insane?! What makes you think Roxas wants to go live with you?"

Roxas nodded. "Exactly," he agreed.

"I mean, obviously, I'd take better care of him," the silver haired man continued, "so I ought to adopt him."

"...What?!" Roxas exclaimed for the second time that day. The poor boy.

"Ha, you must be joking," Axel scoffed. "I mean Riku...no offense, but if I leave him with you, he's just going to end up cold and unresponsive..."

"Hey, what are you trying to insinuate?" Riku demanded, narrowing his eyes. "I mean, if I leave him with you, he's going to end up a pyromaniac."

The redhead glared at the boy for a moment before reaching into his pocket, withdrawing a small piece of paper and a pen. Walking over to the nearby desk, he laid the paper upon it, beginning to write on it. Everyone watched him, uncertain of what he was doing.

At last, Axel turned around to face Riku, tilting his head down to read the piece of paper.

"By the binding laws of the government, I now have possession of the boy known as Roxas, and is in charge of taking care of him…” Axel grinned, looking back up at the silver-haired boy’s face. “Well now, these are my adoption papers…so now, I have legally adopted Roxas."

"Yeah, right!" Riku said, waving his hand nonchalantly. "You just wrote on that, and you know it! What do you think you’re trying to pull?"

"Well then, what do you say to a little contest?"

"A contest?"

"Yeah," the redhead nodded, as he crumpled the piece of paper in his hand, shoving it back into his pocket. "We’ll have the people of Twilight Town vote…ask which of us they would want to take care of Roxas…”

“Heh, you’re on,” Riku said, as he extended his hand to shake Axel’s in agreement.

“A…a contest?”

Hearing a soft voice, the three of them turned to see Naminé standing there, her hands clasped together, her golden hair falling in ripples over her shoulders.

“Someone really has to close that door…” Roxas mumbled to himself before looking up at the girl. “Hey, Naminé…it’s a long story…”

“I…I heard enough to understand what’s going on,” Naminé said, nodding. “I was just…just standing there…I didn’t want to interrupt your conversation but now…hearing what you were discussing about…” She hesitated, biting her lower lip.

“What are you trying to say, Naminé?” Axel asked, frowning.

“…I’d like to adopt Roxas, instead,” she said at last, drawing back slightly as if the two men would strike her. “I…I just feel I might take better…care of him…” She glanced at the boy. “And it’d be nice…waking up to his face every day…”

“Hmm…so you want to be like his mother?” Riku inquired, raising an eyebrow.

“More like…his guardian…sister almost…” Naminé answered, unclasping her hands as she stared into Riku’s eyes. “I’d do my best to make sure he was happy all the time…”

“Huh, so you don’t think either of us would be able to do that?” Axel asked.

“No, no, I didn’t mean it like that,” the girl said, shaking her head. “It’s just that…I suppose I’d…like to partake in this contest of yours…”

“Well then…” the redhead grinned. “You’re on, Naminé.”

“Heh, good luck to the both of you,” Riku said, as he began to walk out of the room. “You’re going to need it.”

Exchanging glances, Axel and Naminé also hurried out after Riku, leaving Roxas alone in the room.

“And all of you couldn’t at least think about locking the door before you leave?” Roxas called to them, although they were too far to hear. Sighing, he shook his head. “This is ridiculous…”

Despite his comment, a small smile crept to his lips.

“Although…it wouldn’t be bad…actually living with someone else for once…it might be fun…”