Warning: contains shounen-ai and swearing. No like, no read.
The very wanted prequel to my one-shot 'Just a little loving'!
A lot of people asked me what the bra incident was and said that I should write it out. I had many lovely reviews from you all and that inspired me to give this a shot. :D
I hope you will enjoy this story as much as the one-shot. :)
This is dedicated to all the people who reviewed 'Just a little loving'. Thank you very much, everyone!
Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts or any of its characters. They all belong to their respective owner. I'm also not making any profit with this story.
Enjoy!
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Chapter 1: The fight
"Quit whining over the coffee machine, Vexen! I already told you a million times to get off of that coffee addiction of yours, it's not good for you!"
"Stop being so damn cranky and just help me instead of being an ass, Marluxia!"
"Oh, so now I'm the cranky one? Have you heard yourself?"
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Axel stretches himself, having just woken up. 'Such a noisy morning…'
He's on the way to the shower, wearing nothing but a sexy black bathrobe with flame print on the bottom.
On his way to the bathroom, he passes a very tired Saix.
"Are they at it again?" the luna diviner mutters, obviously irritated.
The redhead nods. "Yeah. Coffee machine broke down again, you know how it goes."
"…whatever, I'm going to bed."
Axel watches him walk off and sighed.
'Saix really needs to quit that habit of pulling allnighters… It's not good for his mood.'
He reached the bathroom and put his hand on the doorknob, about to open it. Until he suddenly found the other end of a gun pressed against his nose.
"Who broke it?!" Xigbar practically roars in his face, "Who did it, Axel, was it you?"
Axel shakes his head: "You're looking at the wrong Nobody, Xigbar. I ain't done nothing, now get that gun out of my face!"
Xigbar sighs and lowers his rifle, then he eyes Axel suspiciously. "Did you see who did it?"
The redhead shrugs.
"Nope, I haven't seen anything. I think it happened before I woke up."
"Alright… but as soon as you find out anything at all, you better tell me."
Axel grins nervously: "I will, I will!" ('Damn, that was close!!')
Xigbar continues his hunt for the one who broke his precious coffee machine. He passes Marluxia's appartment and raises an eyebrow at the noise in there.
"I've had enough of this! Get out, now!"
"You can't kick me out! I'm leaving!!"
Vexen angrily stomps out of the appartment and slams the door behind him. He growls in frustration and turns around to head for the bathroom, but he stops in his track when he sees trigger-happy Xigbar.
"Lack of coffee got you in trouble too, eh?" Xigbar says, sympathising with his companion in misfortune.
Vexen nods, sighing softly.
Xigbar pats him on the shoulder. "I have an idea, let's go out to get some coffee at Naminé's, down the street."
That seems to cheer the man up, he looks like he already feels better.
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"Welcome to Naminé's Coffee Parlor! How may I help you?" a kind waitress greets the two men.
Xigbar politely smiles at the waitress. "Two coffee please."
"To go?"
"No, we're having it here."
The waitress nods: "Very well. Take a seat, I'll bring it to you when it's ready. Would you like anything else to go with your coffee, like a cookie or a biscuit?"
"One of those special chocolate chip cookies would be nice," Xigbar tells her.
Vexen already took a seat at one of the tables for two.
He looks out the window and sighs softly. He's still feeling bad, and it's not just because of the coffee.
Xigbar joins him at his table a few moments later. "Coffee's coming up, they'll bring it to our table when it's ready."
"Fine…"
The man immediately notices the sad tone in Vexen's voice.
"Are you feeling okay? You don't seem like yourself today, Vexen," he notes.
"Whatever."
Xigbar narrows his eyes a little.
"It's not just the coffee, is it?" he says, "there's something else."
Vexen sighs, he actually isn't feeling like spilling the beans to Xigbar.
"Yes, but it's not your business," he mutters.
The waitress brings the two men what they ordered and then leaves them alone again.
Xigbar takes his cup of coffee and takes a sip, he smiles contently. He sure loves his cup of coffee in the morning.
Vexen drops two lumps of sugar in his coffee and starts stirring it with his spoon, staring at the dark fluid absently.
Xigbar glances at the Chilly Academic from the corner of his eye, he puts his cup down and gives him a sneaky grin. "It's Marluxia, isn't it?"
"I told you it's not your business!" Vexen exclaims, his face all flustered from embarrassment.
"So it is. I knew it."
Vexen shakes his head. "It's not."
Xigbar keeps on grinning at him.
"Is too," he counters, "is too!"
"Is not!"
"You are so in denial."
"One more word from you and I'll stuff this teaspoon in your nose!"
The Freeshooter chuckles, he's amused. He doesn't have any bad intentions though.
Vexen sips some coffee and mutters: "…maybe it is. But I'm not saying anything more!"
"Fine. It's your life."
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The two stay at the parlor for a little longer to drink up the rest of their coffee. Afterwards, they return to their appartment complex.
"I'm going back to my research," mumbles Vexen, before turning into a different direction than Xigbar.
"One thing, Vexen," the Freeshooter says, "it is said that the more you fight, the better you'll get along. So who knows."
"Don't get your hopes up, Xigbar."
And with that, Vexen disappears around the corner. Xigbar shrugs and heads back to his own appartment to get some breakfast and to polish his prized sniper rifle.
Vexen closes the door of his own appartment and sighs, walking over to his desk.
'If only Xigbar knew… The more you fight, the more you get along, eh? Not this time…'
