MA- Yay for first posts!
Raven- hey babe, aren't you supposed to be doing something?
MA- huh?... urm... uh...
Raven- rolls eyes yeah, thought so. She doesn't own kingdom hearts.
MA- hmmm... oh yeahs! Nope, don't own. Hell, I'm to poor to even own a car and I barely own my computer.
Raven- riiiight. Also this story is rated M! It is a yaoi, shounenai, a BoyxBoy, guyxguy, male upon sexy male story. As in guys jumping each other in hallways, random gropage, and hot kinky man-sex! Don't like? GO AWAY! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!
Archer- If we get flamed cause you just couldn't contain your curiosity anyways, we will all laugh our asses off at you and Midnight will right a scene involving Raven and I, a jumbo bottle of chocolate syrup, whipped cream, and shackles!
MA- Yum.
Raven- Um.. ok... on to the story?
MA and Archer- YAYS!
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The short, chubby, balding man standing in front of me was turning a rather unattractive shade of red (not that he'd been exactly good looking to begin with), probably from standing here for the past hour complaining about the exact same thing over and over and over…
"…and besides, the room was…" and he's STILL complaining. Yes, I can cross hotel management off my list of what I want to do with my life… in fact anything that I'd have to deal with idiots like this would be a big "no". Or at least, anything where I'd get fired for ripping out the customer's spine and beating them with it when they were being exceedingly idiotic.
The guy looked like he was going to pause for breath, I jumped in before it was too late and I'd have to listen to him for another hour.
"I'm sorry sir, but that's our policy. You didn't declare your dogs so we have to charge you the fee and also for the damage they caused." Let's see, this would be the tenth time I've said this now. I resist the urge to strangle the man. I don't think Larxene would mind me killing this guy, we already charged him for the room, but we would lose his company's contract and that would mean money lost. Rumor had it the last employee who caused Larxene to lose a contract was still in intensive care.
"I never heard anything about this stupid pet policy!" I heard a muffled snigger from the office behind me. The guy didn't seem to hear it. Damn that pink haired fruit! He knew this was coming and dodged into the office, with no warning to me, at the first sign of this asshole. Now he's hiding in the back laughing at my frustrated attempts to just get rid of this guy. I'd call him out and make him deal with it, but the sadistic bastard would put me on 5am morning shifts until I died out of revenge. In fact I shouldn't even be here right now except Kairi got invited to the mainland for the day and she begged (coughblackmailedcough) me into covering her shift.
"Sir, we have signs up on the lobby door, right here on the counter and it was pointed out to you when you checked in. In fact this is the paper you signed where it says you agreed to all our policies." I pointed to where his signature was scrawled on the line.
"But you guys charge per pet, per day. My company won't reimburse me for my dogs, I can't afford that…" Finally I heard the wonderfully wonderful (oh good god, I've turned into my twin) sound of a rather familiar female voice in the office behind me. With some renewed energy I smile at the guy.
"Excuse me one moment and I'll get the owner for you." The guy stopped mid sentence gaping at me before stuttering.
"O-oh… k-k-ay" Obviously flabbergasted at my sudden change. I turn swiftly and just about dive for the door behind me. I nearly smash my fingers as I close the door and turned to face… aw crap! I smack my hand to my forehead, praying I can forget this image.
"Oh come on guys! Here? Don't you get enough at home?!" Larxene looks from where she had pinned Marluxia down on her desk and had shoved a hand down his pants (His hands were currently up her shirt… probably undoing her bra). What she sees in the girlie looking pink haired masochist, who knows… although what he sees in her could also be considered a mystery.
"Just because YOU, my dear Roxas, are still a virgin doesn't mean the rest of us can't get any." I roll my eyes.
" Whatever. You both know that's not true, you helped Yuffie post flyers in fact. You just like corrupting innocent youth. Hey Larxene, your friend from room 318 wants to have a word with you." She paused in her gropage.
"Huh? 318… " Her eyes glazed. She pulled her hand out of Mar's pants and smacked him on the head.
"Stoppit. You now I can't think straight when you do that." He glared at her. Sliding his hands out of her shirt he crossed his arms and huffed as she stood up and adjusted herself.
"Oh right., the fucker who ruined my jacuzzi suite." She straightened her shirt and grinned. "This'll be fun,"
I wonder if everyone gets this icy cold feeling of dread in the pit of their stomach when they see that smile, or if it's just me. She bent over and gave Mar a quick peck before turning and exiting the office.
"Well this is gonna be a fun afternoon." Mar sat up on the edge of the desk. "She always gets horny after finishing ripping people a new one." Another facepalm.
Grabbing my backpack and skateboard from against the wall I groaned.
"I really didn't need nor want to hear that." Mar just grinned at me. Glancing down at my skateboard an eyebrow rose.
"You're not gonna watch the show? There might be lightening… and she's been dying to break in her new kunai." I shook my head no.
"Naw, I'd rather avoid bloodshed today, these are new pants. Besides, I might actually feel sorry for that guy if I see what Larxene's going to put him through." He shrugged. I swung my backpack over a shoulder.
"Whatever." I waved and exited out the back door.
Blinking as sunlight hit my eyes, I stretched and heard some vertebra pop in my back.
"Yay freedom!" I jumped on my board and took of down the street.
Larxene's hotel was actually right along the edge of the shore, it even had a private beach. Rumor had it (there were a lot of rumors about Larxene in case you hadn't noticed) that Larxene had won it from some rich dude in a bet. I'd believe it, seeing as the only person I know with a worse gambling habit then Larxene, is her older brother Luxord. I suppose it's good their both damn good at it… or at least they're very good at cheating and not getting caught… or else they'd be dead broke and everyone on the island would own a piece of their souls.
I took a deep relaxing breath as a nice breeze ruffled my spiky blonde hair. Summer on the Destany Islands, where my family lives, isn't that bad. There are tourists everywhere, but they are easily avoided if you use the backroads (I have to admit I agree with Xigbar when he wonders why they call it tourist season when we can't shoot them?). We're close to the beach and we can go swimming at anytime, or exploring the caves that our islands are famous for. Occasionally I can even talk my dad into letting me borrow one of his boats and visit the mainland. Most of the kids that live here get jobs over the summer, in my case I have three… although I really don't consider working at dad's boat repair/rental shop or mom's bakery work. My parents are fairly laid back about when and how long I work, but since the pay's shit I got the job at Larxene's, mostly because my sister Kairi said it would be fun. Right. I am fully convinced my little sister is a masochist. How she can deal with all those idiotic tourists, a horny sadistic boss and still retain her cheerfully annoying optimistic view on the world is one of the great mysteries to me. Granted my twin brother, Sora, is the same way. Must be one too many snorted pixie stixs. I giggle to myself at the memory.
In the winter, well, Destany Islands dries up. It doesn't snow, but it does get slightly chilly, instead of being in the hundreds the thermometer dips down to the 60's. More then half the businesses close up and those who are left are generally bored out of their skulls. Mom has the only good bakery on the island and dad has the fishermen who need repairs, and some of the crazy winter tourist who want to rent boats, so we stay. And die of boredom. Even school doesn't do much to break the slump. The parents who can afford it, send their kids to the mainland boarding schools. Mine would have been able to afford it had they stopped after two kids. As it was mom wanted a girl so badly she kept having kids until she got her wish. In fact she got it doubled with the twins, Kairi and Namine.
Not that twins were unusual in our family, after all I'm a twin too. Although, with our differing personalities you wouldn't think Sora and I were even related, add the fact that he's got light brown hair and I'm blonde. Our heights and builds are the same though, on the short side, slender… Kairi says we look girlie, but what does she know. Our eyes are also the same, big and blue. All of my siblings have them in fact. It's not unusual to run into one of my siblings friends that I haven't met and have them go "Oh, you must be related to –insert name of random sibling here- you have the same eyes." …Not that there's anyone on this blasted island who doesn't know my family. It's the curse of an isolated small town. We're known as "the weird family with all the kids". Though why having so many kids makes my family weird, considering we have people like Larxene living here?… go figure.
While crossing a seemingly deserted street pondering the great mysteries of life, the universe and everything I failed to notice the screeching of brakes. Suddenly I found myself being crashed into by something hard and metallic. I landed on the edge of the sidewalk, pain radiating up one leg, with both knees and forearms stinging.
"Shitshit oh shit! Hey kid you okay?" I heard a metallic scuffling. And a shadow fell over me. I looked up to see a lanky, big black figure looming over me.
Oh my god! Death has come to claim me!
I flinch away from the figure, wincing as my arms and legs protest painfully.
Wait… I thought you weren't supposed to feel pain when you were dead. Ok, so maybe I'm not as dead as I thought I was.
The dark shadow seemed to be waiting for an answer.
"Don't call me kid." I hissed and lifted an arm to examine the stinging pain. Ya.y road rash.
"Shit. I tried to stop, but I didn't see you til too late. Is anything broken? do you want me to call the hospital?" The figure was now squatting in front of me. I was slowly piecing what had happened together. Okay. There is a red motorcycle laying on it's side. My skateboard had miraculously survived and was flipped over in the gutter nearby. I was in pain and there is some strange shadow hovering over me, asking questions. Ah. I was hit by a psycho shadow on a motorcycle. Alrighty then.
I tried to stand and nearly collapsed as I put weight on my left leg. The psycho caught me and sat me back on the edge of the sidewalk.
"Whoa, let's see that leg. I can tell you if it's broken." He sat beside me and pulled off a bright metallic red helmet., that happened to match the motorcycle laying next to me, revealing bright firey red hair whose spikyness rivaled my brother, Cloud"s, hair- even after being shoved under the helmet.
"It's not broken" I mumble, the spikes turn and I'm greeted by the greenest eyes I had ever seen. I freeze, staring into the emerald depths. Beautiful.
"Yo. You okay?" a hand waves in front of my face. Oops! I did not just think his eyes were beautiful! Nope! …I wonder how long I was staring.
"Erm." I looked down at my leg hoping I wasn't blushing. "I'm fine." I finally notice the gaping, bloody holes in the knees of my pants.
"Aw shit! Larxene is gonna kill me." The pain didn't seem so important anymore, it was just a bad sprain and some road rash anyway, I'd gotten worse training with Cloud. The black pants I was wearing was part of the uniform for Larxene's; black pants and a bright yellow and black tropical print button up shirt that Kairi said was "cheerful" and I thought was migraine inducing, were given to employees with a death threat if we should happen to trash them.
"Huh? Larxene? As in the hotel?" I looked up the red head was giving me a confused look.
Damn, he must be a tourist. Which means I am required to hate him, besides, it also means he's not going to be here on the islands for very long. Not that it should matter to me!
"Yeah. Larxene's is owned by Larxene… she was too lazy to name it anything else. I work there and just got my uniform trashed. She's gonna kill me." He looked slightly skeptical.
"She can't really blame you if I'm the one that ran you over can she?" I raised an eyebrow at him. Definitely a tourist, if he's never heard of Larxene's temper… or rather her general personality.
"That only means that she'll probably castrate you as well. If she's feeling nice and got laid earlier that day." He winces as though the mental image pained him as much as I know it pained me.
"Oh."
"Oh is right." I try standing again. The guy moves to help me, but I brush him off.
"You sure you should be doing that?" He sounds concerned.
"Yeah it's ok, just a sprain and some road rash. Nothing worse then I get at home from my brothers." I slowly put weight on leg and find that it's already getting better. He really didn't hit me as hard as he could have. At least my board survived, I really can't afford another one right now. Especially since I'm gonna have to find black pants similar enough to these to save my neck from Larxene.
"You have brothers?" He asks, sounding almost eager. I raise an eyebrow, looking back up at those eyes, finally noticing the two triangle tattoos under his eyes. Um, ow.
"Yeeeah. Why?" He grins at me green eyes sparkling.
"Oh, no reason. Just wondering if they're all as cute as you are." I just stare at him, brain having reached overload.
"W-what?" he laughs and reaches down to pull his bike up. It has miraculously survived with only a small scuff in the metallic red finish.
"You heard me." He mounts up and pats the seat behind him. "Want a ride?" I shake myself out of shock at his random statement.
"After the comment you just made I dunno how safe I'd be with you." I limp over to my skateboard and pick it up, examining it for damage. Only a couple scratches, that might have actually been there before the accident.
"I promise not to molest you." He leaned over the handlebars, a cheshire grin on his face. He opened his mouth to probably make another smartass remark when the sounds of "Baby Got Back" filled the air.
"Dammit Reno, quit messing with my ringtones." He swore whipped it out and after checking the caller ID, answered with "What the fuck do you want?" there was a muffled reply. "Yeah, I'm busy… No, I'm not lost… I know I know, just shut up and molest Rude til I get there 'kay? … yeah yeah, see ya." With a growl he snapped the phone shut and jammed it back in his pocket. I had sat there with an amused smile on my face the entire time.
"Brother?" I guessed.
"Yeah." He sighed and ran a hand through his spikes. "… wait." He looked at me suddenly, "how'd you know that?"
"I told you I have brothers. As in more then one, I know how phone conversations go with them… also if I had to guess, he's your older brother and is used to being in charge." The guy grinned.
"yeah that'd be about right. He's been raising me alone since our parents died. He's here for his job and decided to drag me along… are you ok?"
When he'd mentioned his parents were dead, I guess I blanched a little. That was something I never really wanted to experience, despite how my family got sometimes, I loved them to death. I could never imagine being able to live without any of them. It was a nightmare of mine to wake up and suddenly not have mom and dad not being hopelessly in love with each other, or my brothers and sisters not teasing me, or beating me up in that fun family way. I swallowed hard.
"I'm sorry." His eyebrow raised.
"What for? … My parents?" He shrugged, "Hey man it's no big deal, I was itty bitty when it happened. When Reno was old enough he adopted me and we've lived together since."
"Oh." I looked down at my board, suddenly uncomfortable. "Well, it looks like he's waiting for you so, I'll be going now." I stepped on the board.
"You sure you want to ride that with that sprain?" He looked skeptical. I smiled.
"I've done it with worse, no problem. See ya." I pushed off. Looking back I saw him shake his head before putting his helmet back on. Revving the bike he took off in the direction I had just come from.
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