And I'm getting older too;

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[Roxas here is sprawled across a couch in one of the quiet little living rooms by a fireplace, nicely sized flames dancing across the logs within it. He seems content, just lying there watching, possibly lost in thought, though he still looks pretty tired and a little more pale than usual. But he's fine! Just recovering.

Anyways, he turned eighteen today, and his younger self- who is currently curled up next to him, snoozing away- just turned twelve. For anyone who would have known that, they'll be here awhile if you want to say happy birthday.]

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[natures]

[Hee. Trying to sneak up on him. Little her is just. Tagging along behind her, bunny held securely in arms, tip toeing. And to add to this weird train is a chocobo the size of a turkey.]

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[Pfft. Yeah right. When he isn't pissed off, Roxas has ninja reflexes or something. He does turn, seeing them, and gives them all a smile.]

Hey.

[nightfallingly.livejournal.com]

Hey there, old man.

[Strange to be saying to the younger one than he knows, but he'll say it anyway.]

[natures]

So much for that.

[Giggle from the tiny one. She'll walk over to look at the sleeping derp. You lazy butt, are you napping again. This one walks over and just hugs him.]

Happy birthday.

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[Snorts.]

What does that make you? Dirt?

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[Hugs back, resting his head against her.]

Thanks.

[Littlexas is still sleeping soundly!]

[nightfallingly.livejournal.com]

[Actually laughs.]

Older than.

[Leans on the couch back from behind.]

So how's it feel to be a senior citizen?

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[Sits up a bit, being careful of the kid at his side.]

Not much different. It's not like I'll be taking on more responsibilities than I already have.

[nightfallingly.livejournal.com]

True.

[Sighs quietly, watching the fire.]

Feeling better, I take it?

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

For the most part... the blood loss has me pretty tired, but I'm not having any issues sleeping otherwise, so. I've been worse.

[nightfallingly.livejournal.com]

You eating like you should?

[He remembers what older!you said about not eating much for weeks.]

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[Shrugs a bit, then winces. That shoulder is still sore.]

I've been trying, but the only thing I can hold down is bread. And that only lasts so long.

[nightfallingly.livejournal.com]

It'll get better soon. Just don't let it ruin your birthday or anything.

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

Nah, it won't be any disappointment. My birthday hasn't really been anything special in a long time anyways.

[nightfallingly.livejournal.com]

Maybe you ought to do something to change that.

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

Yeah, maybe. Probably not this year, though. Kind of too late for that.

[He laughs slightly, running a hand over his hair a bit sheepishly.]

[nightfallingly.livejournal.com]

I don't know about that. There's always time to change how things are going.

[aka, you don't have to sit here quietly all day, silly.]

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

Maybe when little me wakes up.

[nightfallingly.livejournal.com]

...Well. I just came over to stand in for the other me and tell you happy birthday. Hope things start going better.

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

I appreciate it. Thanks.

[Pauses, frowning.]

... so how is he?

[nightfallingly.livejournal.com]

[Shrugs.]

He'll live.

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

That doesn't make me feel any better. Should I go see him?

[nightfallingly.livejournal.com]

...No.

There's no point in you making yourself more miserable, especially today.

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[Hesitates, but nods slowly.]

Right. I should try to give him a good birthday, at least, huh.

[Ruffles his younger self's hair gently.]

[nightfallingly.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Even if you can't stomach any cake, he probably can.