I Liked What?!

Disclaimer: Of course I don't own KH. If I did, I wouldn't be broke all the time And no I'm not getting any money for this. So just sit back and enjoy this fic. I also don't own the song "I Kissed a Girl" by Katy Perry. I only modified the lyrics a bit to fit this story :P

Summary: Roxas is bored and finds something new that sparks his interest. He never expected what that would be though. Hope you like your fics very sour :P AkuRoku

(Anything in Italics are lyrics)

Part1: It all started when . . .

This was never the way I planned Not my intention.
I got so brave, drink in hand Lost my discretion

As I stepped into the club, the music rattled through my body. The bass thumped and the ground shook. I looked around and blushed as couples could be seen, grinding against one another. It was dark but the rays of colorful light, moving along the walls, gave a slightly glamorous glow as it accented the dancing figures.

I noted the tables near by and found a spot to sit. I looked around and tried to remember why I came to a place so unnerving. Oh right. NaminИ was out with her friends and I didn't want to be stuck at home.

If you are wondering who NaminИ is, she's my girlfriend. We've been together for quite some time now. We have a small apartment together and it's been great. She's really nice and fun to be with. She's 17, which is a year younger than I. But things have been a little rocky between us lately.

I've been getting a bit bored with the relationship and I think that's why she's been doing more with her friends, than me. It's okay. It's been giving me a lot of time to think things over.

Right now though, all I can think about is how sore my ears are from the damn bass.

I'm kind of jealous of some of the dance moves I see. There is a space in the middle of the crowd where some are showing off their moves.

I think one of the reasons I wouldn't come to a place like this is, I can't dance. NaminИ has tried to teach me, but it only resulted in her getting a couple broken toes. I told her I sucked.

I sat there for a while, ordering more and more booze as time passed by. I normally don't drink much but I guess my pondering about NaminИ and me, got me kind of stressed out.

As I held my sixth beer in my hand, I watched the people go by me as they came in and out of the club. Everyone came with someone, everyone except me that is. I folded my arms in front of me and thumped my head against the table.
'Why do I do this shit to myself?' I asked myself in my mind.

Next thing I knew, I felt my head hit something. I opened my eyes to find a hand on the table, not mine either. I looked up as I followed the arm to see who it belonged to. I found a very tall, skinny guy, peering down at me with brilliant, emerald green eyes. His hair was a bright, crimson red, as if it was on fire. He was leaning down with his arm outstretched onto the table.

His face, displaying a smirk as he spoke. "Hitting your head on the table, isn't exactly the brightest idea." He straightened himself up and ruffled my hair. I hated that.

I scowled at him. "Hmph." I turned my head the other way and pouted.

"Ah, cute." He said as I heard him pull out the chair next to me. "So, what's your name, kid?"

I looked over and saw him really close to me with his elbow on the table, propping up his head.

I thought for a second as I wondered if I should tell him. I know now I should have kept my mouth shut, for as I opened it to reply, I ended up burping out my name. I quickly covered my mouth with my hands and looked away.

"Charming." He chuckled. "Had a bit too much to drink, eh blondie?"

"Hey, don't call me that!" I shouted at him.

"Ooo, you're even cuter when you're mad. And the red tinge on the face is cute too." He laughed.

I was not amused. I pouted again and my bottom lip stuck out. My eyes shot open when I felt his hand cup my chin and turned my face toward his. I could feel his breath on my ear.

"If you keep making that face of yours, I just may have to do something about those pouty lips of yours." He whispered.

A shiver ran down my back.

"Wha . . . " I blinked uncontrollably. "I. . . uh . . . not gay . . . you know." I was trying not to shake, but failed miserably.

"Really? You sure look it to me." He grinned.

My face got even redder.

"I have a girlfriend, okay?"

"Lucky girl." He smiled. "It's a shame you're already taken then." He leaned in closer and gave me a peak on the cheek. I froze. I'd never been kissed by a guy before. I was so confused. My heart raced. It was just a tiny little touch, but it was so intense.

The guy stood up and turned away from me. He was about to leave, but for some reason, my voice told him to stay.

"Wait . . . um . . . since I'm here by myself, you can still sit with me, if you want." I blushed as I realized I actually said that to him. Did I really want this pervert around me?

I looked him over as he came back to the table. He was really good looking by the way. Besides his hot hair and eyes, he was wearing a plain, white muscle shirt, showing off his slender yet muscular arms. He was also wearing dark-blue, baggy jeans with chains reaching from one pocket, to another. But what caught my attention, the most were his two teardrop tattoos under each eye. Even I can admit. He was captivating, for a guy. He looked to be in his twenties and seemed like he came to the club often. He would sometimes smack a few guys on the ass as they passed by him. He seemed quite popular. It was kind of funny to watch him.

"So, Roxas. What brings you here? You don't seem like the clubbing type."

I shivered when he said my name.

"Yeah, I'm not but I was bored and needed a change."

"Where's the girlfriend?" He looked at me cockeyed.

"Oh, she's with some friends. I'm just getting kind of tired of always doing the same things with her." I looked down at my hands, still on the table, and started to fidget. I watched as his hands covered mine and his breath was on my ear again. That familiar shiver ran down my back again.

"If you want, I can give you something new to try." He then blew lightly on my ear and gave it a light lick.

My body started to shake. I didn't know whether to leave in disgust or to stay in wonder. But my body wouldn't move.

"I c-can't . . . I can't cheat on my girlfriend."

"Is it really that bad if you know she'll never find out?" He then nibbled on my ear delicately. His grip on my hands tightened.

I soon found myself putting my hands on top of his and squeezing then. He purred into my ear as I leaned closer to him.

His closeness made up my mind.

'Maybe he's right. What harm can it do if she'll never find out anyway? It's only him and I that'll know. And who knows, this may be the kind of fun I've been waiting for. It won't hurt to try it.' I mentally thought to myself.

It only took two words to get this guy all over me.

"Show me."

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Hot, I know :P This will be updated soon. I already have the second part pretty much written out. I just need to type it up when I get a chance. So please R&R in the meantime so I know you liked it