Dissing The claimed- Don't own Kingdom Hearts and I don't have any strawberry milkshakes. But you could always give me some!
A/N: Don't ask me where the title comes from. It is entirely random. But read ahead anyway. It will make me happy. But this story is getting away from my happy side again, I have slipped back to the angsty side. Tell me whether or not I do good, kay!
He was normal; average; mundane. He got top marks and didn't do drugs. He was your run-of-the-mill teenager. A teenager that loved sharing strawberry milkshakes with his boyfriend of two years, Roxas. He had loyal friends who had been with him since the beginning. His parents were hard-working and made ends meet. He was happy. Everything was fine; perfect even. Until the night everything was stolen away.
Damn milkshakes. That's the last time I ever have one of those.
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"Aaaaxeeel! Come on! You'll miss the fireworks!" a worried blonde cried grabbing the red-heads hand and dragging him over to a large rock that stood out in the open of the beach and clambered on, sitting next to a second blonde who was being held by a blue haired boy. He was only a boy; not quite a man; not yet anyways.
"You know, I find it weird that they decided to have fireworks for us this year. What was so special about our class?" Axel mumbled, pulling Roxas down on his lap.
"I think they are just going to be so sad to see such brilliant minds leaving. I mean, you and Zexion were the best students Twilight Town High had ever seen," Demyx bragged earning a small peck on the cheek from his boyfriend. Axel was in the process of trying to shove the taller of blondes down off the rock when two more boys came to meet them.
"Of course you guys found the best spot possible," a voice chimed musically from behind them. Roxas spun around and was face-to-face with his brother and his boyfriend, Riku.
"Well, duh! You have to get the best spot so you can watch your graduation fireworks in style," Axel laughed, edging closer to Demyx and Zexion to make room for the newcomers. A tiny girl was visible on a small stage where a band had just been playing, microphone in hand. "Yeah! Namine!"
"I know how great this year has been and I know how much you all just want me to shut up so the fireworks will start. Well, I guess you get you wish. Hit it Cid."
As the words echoed out across the beach, a bang could be heard as the first bright rocket took flight and soared forth into the sky, bursting in multi-colored plumes of sparks. The crowd oooohed and ahhhhed at the spectacles but as the last was thrown into the sky, Axel took Roxas' face in his hand and placed his lips on the blondes.
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He was there, all for my taking. But not yet. I must wait for a better moment. There are too many people here tonight.
I almost groaned with suppressed rage and jealousy as I watched him take that revolting child in his arms, molesting him in the way that he did. I started as the blue-haired one turned to glare into the bushes that I was hiding in but I let out an almost audible sigh of relief when the blonde in his lap took his attention away from me, saying; "What is it Zexion? Something bugging you?"
The blue-haired boy, Zexion, glanced for a second more, almost locking with my eyes as if he knew I was there before replying. "No, it's nothing."
It was always nothing. I chuckled. It was almost as if this were a movie or a story or something of the like. The people in movies were always so dumb and oblivious. Why did they never follow their instincts and flee when they have their chance. But that was good for me. It would mean less legwork, for sure.
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"I think we should go out for supper, all eight of us, and celebrate!" Demyx cheered as Namine and her sister, Kairi joined the group after the show. They decided on going to get pizza. Not really the fanciest of foods on such a glorious and free night, but it would do. Besides, who doesn't love pizza?
Roxas opted to go back to Axel's after supper as the red-head's parents were working really late after they took the afternoon off to watch the ceremony. Axel carried Roxas in bridal style and brought him up to his room, sprawling the smaller boy out on his bed. Reaching over his pillow, the red-head pulled out a single, thorn-less rose and presented it to the blonde before capturing his lips in a kiss. He took advantage of the surprise as his slipped his tongue through the perfect lips. He won the battle of tongues and slowly moved his mouth down Roxas' jaw bone, travelling slowly and seductively. He bit and nipped at the blondes tender neck and smirked at the moan that emitted. He slithered one of his long, nibble fingers down and unbuttoned the smaller boys jeans, edging them down slowly. He ran his tongue down the blondes collar bone then sat up.
"You know what?" the redhead asked a gasping blonde. When he received no answer but a mild, pleading, angry look he smirked again, pecking the boy swiftly on the cheek before swinging off him. "I have a very strong craving for a strawberry milkshake right now. I'll be right back, Roxy, so don't worry. I'll administer to that," he pointed to the bulge that had formed in Roxas' boxers. "when I get back."
He smirked and disappeared out the door before Roxas could protest. The blonde sat in need, twirling the rose around in his hand for a few minutes before he heard the audible groan and Axel's voice floated up from the kitchen below.
"Damn! Out of milk. I'll be back in ten minutes, tops! Sorry, Roxy! Love you!"
The sound of a door opening made Roxas realize after a while what had just happened. He was being stood up just as his boyfriend seemed to be ready to go all the way for once. He groaned and spun around so that his head was resting on the pillow. He waited the intended ten minutes but his eyes began to fall and he was soon asleep, draped across the bed, the rose still in his hand.
A door clicked open at three in the morning, but that didn't even make the blonde stir.
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He opened the fridge after setting everything else up on the counter. Looking about her groaned loudly, sure that the blonde could hear him. He slipped on his boots and long black overcoat before calling out to his lover. "Damn! Out of milk. I'll be back in ten minutes, tops! Sorry, Roxy! Love you!"
The night air was warm but still had the slight chill of spring. He stopped for a moment, wondering if there was even a store open this hour of the night but remembered the small little corner store a block away. He set off at a brisk walk, not meeting anyone on his travels except for a man with bright blonde hair and goatee that stared at him with something strange on his face as they passed on the sidewalk. Was that a look of lust? Longing? Axel shuddered at the thought and drew his coat closer, putting the man out of his mind. But those eyes. There just wasn't something right about them. The way those blue orbs dug into him with whatever it was they were hiding. He made it to the store and noticed the hours, sighing as he stepped in.
"Hey, Marluxia. Sorry I had to come so late. You don't mind?" he asked, addressing the pink haired man behind the counter who smirked as he caught sight of the red-head.
"Out of milk again? Man, you sure do have weird urges," he said, flipping the page of the magazine he was reading. Axel laughed and grabbed a carton of milk out of the small fridge, pulling out the right amount of money as he went. "So, what even has you up this late? Shouldn't you be off drunk sound asleep in bed?"
Axel laughed again, smirking. "You and your stereotypes, Marly. Just because you were the class drunk, doesn't mean that everyone after you needs to be. Don't look at me like that. I have Roxas at home and he is about to realize how good I can be."
"How good you say you are. But can Axel the Sex Machine hold up to his name?"
"Oh, you know first hand how good I am." Axel smirked at the reaction he got from the cashier.
"Get outta here before I raise the price on ya!"
Axel ducked out of the store before Marluxia could get at him. Of course he could hold up his name. Someone as famous as Marluxia had taught him all he knew, after all. With a smile placed firmly on his face and all thoughts of the creepy blonde out of his mind, Axel began the short journey home.
He walked by the dark alley, with his apartment in sight, and let out a gasp as he felt hands grabbing him, covering his face and nose with a foul smelling rag. He tried to fight but knew even before things went hazy that he wouldn't be waking up any time soon, let alone be in a fighting mode with the headache that would come from such a horrible smell. Sometimes Axel hated being as educated as he was.
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TBC
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A/N: OH MY GOD! What happened to Axel?! Why did he stop and need a milkshake? Marluxia isn't a virgin?! Find out the answers and more in the chapters to come.
This story came to me while I was out for a walk. It was scary. A man in a van started slowing down when he caught sight of me and I thought for sure that he had a rag of Ruffies somewhere in that van so I pulled my pup closer to me but thank god he didn't stop. It was terrifying.
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