A/N: it took me a little while to come up with this, but with the help of my bestest friend EVER Leod, we collaborated on this plot. Its almost a 180 from most stories, so lets see how we do. This is from both Axel and Roxas' POV's so ill try to keep it from getting confusing. Any questions, let me know.
Here we go...
Disclaimer : I don't own anything. Not the lyrics to the songs. Not the characters. Not even my computer. Only my MP3 player...-cries-
1
The New Kid...
POV: Axel
Walking up the multi-colored hallways, I pushed my way through the double doors to the auditorium. The rest of my gang followed behind at a slightly slower pace. My brother Demyx came up behind me, pulling on a strand of my spiky red hair playfully. I looked back and he smiled, trying to get me to smile back. I turned to face forward again, almost running into a teacher. Finding a row of empty seats in the front, I sat down near the aisle. Demyx sat next to me, fidgety as usual. The others sat in a row next to Demyx, none of us saying anything. We knew why we were here. There were new kids coming. That's the only reason they ever brought us all here, new kids or new damages. There were no damages, that I was sure of. Sid stepped up to the microphone in the middle of the stage. Silence descended over the crowd, no one dared to cross Sid, except me that is. Waving his hand, the curtain opened behind him, revealing the three kids in wooden chairs. One looking nervous, one looking merely curious, and the last looking like he really didn't give a shit. Sid cleared his throat, drawing the crowds attention back to himself as he began to speak.
"Im assuming you all know why were here.' a murmur of assessment greeted that question. ' We have three new kids joining our midst. Lets commence with the arrival ceremony."
At this announcement, the small berry haired girl on the end looked scared, the silver haired teen in the middle looked slightly perturbed, and the blonde on the end still looked like he really didn't give a shit. I smiled.
This should be good.
Sid waved his hand to the girl and she stood. Coming to the microphone, Sid whispered in her ear and she nodded.
"Hi. My name is Kairi and i'm here because I ran away from home six times so my father sent me here." She gave a weak smile and stepped off the stage, moving to sit in a dark corner.
The silver haired boy stood next.
"I'm Riku and i'm here because I got kicked out of five different catholic high schools for cutting the water pipes." he began to walk offstage, when he turned around and came back to the mic.
"Oh, and I tried to rape a nun." Smirking slightly, he walked offstage.
"Does he really think he's funny?" Demyx whispered in my ear. "It's not very nice to brag about trying to rape a nun. Do you think he was serious?" I shrugged.
The blonde sauntered up to the microphone.
"Im Roxas." he went to walk offstage when Sid grabbed his shoulder. Whispering in the blondes ear, he dragged the blonde back to the mic. Leaning forward Roxas spoke into the mic, glaring out at the crowd, obviously pissed.
"And im here...because." shaking off Sid's hand, he stalked offstage and marched up the center aisle. Shoving past the teachers at the door, he shoved the door so hard it banged against the wall. Sid sighed, letting him go, not really in the mood to deal with a new delinquent.
"Go back to your dorms. Dinner will be ready in an hour."
I stood up and walked a little ways into the aisle, waiting for Demyx and the others. When they got up from their seats, we began to walk our way up the aisle, the crowd parting as we came through. I pushed through the door, turning right to go to my dorm. When we got to the fork where the girls and boys dorms branched off, Yuffie, Fuu, and, Larxene left the group. That left only me, Demyx, Zexion, Marluxia, and Xemnas. Heading down the boys hallway, Xemnas and Marluxia stopped at their room, the first on the left. Heading about halfway down, Demyx and Zexion stopped at their room. Demyx waved to me and entered his shared room. I walked on, reaching the end of the hallway. The last room on the left was mine. I was lucky enough to get a room to myself. No one wanted to share with me and for a good reason. I went to open my door, finding it weird that it was already unlocked.
They must have done bedroom checks and forgot to re-lock it.
Every once in a while, the teachers did a bedroom check to make sure nothing illegal or dangerous was happening. The first thing I noticed was that there was another bed against the wall opposite mine. The second thing I noticed was that there was a person sitting at the window, their back turned to me. It was the new kid, Roxas.
What the hell is he doing here?
"Are you lost kid? What room are you supposed to be in?" I wasn't allowed to have a room mate because of the reason I was in here. Bad temper and the ability to summon fire didn't go well together. My room was fireproofed for just that reason, and I liked my solitude. The kid turned to face me, his face an unreadable mask.
"Is this room 666?" he asked in a apathetic tone.
"Yeah."
"Than this is my new room." the blonde tossed a balled up piece of paper at my feet before turning back to the window. I un-crumpled the paper, my eyes flashing side to side as I read quickly.
"Roxas. Reason for being sent- confidential/unknown. Room 666. Room mate- Axel. What the fuck?" I looked up at the small blonde.
Roxas turned back to me and shrugged, standing. Poking the slightly squishy walls, he looked at me.
"What's with the walls?"
"Fireproof." I murmured, looking back over the paper to make sure I hadn't read incorrectly. He raised an eyebrow but didn't say anymore. He eyed my skintight gloves, uneasiness squashing itself into a corner of his brain.
"So why are you here?" I asked, looking him in the eye, giving up on the paper.
He shrugged. "Why are you here?"
"Set fire to three different schools and four teachers. They didn't know what else to do with me. You?"
He nodded his assent. " Cause." turning away he sat on his bed. Shoving his almost empty suitcase under his bed, he laid down and flipped over so he was facing the wall. Taking that as a signal that he wasn't going to say anymore, I peeled off my protective gloves and watched the small flames I conjured dance across my fingertips. Glancing at the clock on my bed stand, I saw I still had forty-five minutes until dinner. Sighing, I sat down heavily on the edge of my bed, bored out of my mind already.
I heard a knock on the door. Striding over to open it, I saw Demyx standing outside. He skipped in, stopping as he caught sight of the other bed. Smiling, he went over to my new blonde room mate and extended his hand. In a happy voice he introduced himself.
"Hello! My name is Demyx. Im Axel's younger brother. Who are you?"
Getting no response, Demyx looked over at me.
"His name's Roxas. Leave him alone Demy, he's still getting used to everything."
Demyx nodded, a sign he understood. Sitting down on my bed, he looked at my un-gloved hands and raised an eyebrow, which was understandable as I hardly ever took my gloves off. I shrugged and sat down next to him, both of us looking at the back of the new kid.
xxxx
Gonna clean up your looks
with all the lies in the book
to make a citizen out of you.
Because they sleep with a gun
and keep an eye on you son
so they can watch all the things
that you do...
Demyx heard the dinner bell ring and poked me in the side. I was listening to my MP3 player. Teenagers by My Chemical Romance was blaring in my ears when I felt the poke in my side. Pulling the headphones of my ears, I let them hang around my neck and looked a my brother.
"What?"
"The dinner bell rang." shrugging my shoulders, I stood. Demyx left, knowing I wouldn't be far behind. I looked over at the new kid.
"You coming?" I asked, looking at his immobile form. Assuming he wasn't, I shrugged, pulling the headphones back over my ears as I left the room, shutting the door behind me.
They said those teenagers scare
the living shit out of me
they could care less
as long as someone will bleed
so darken your clothes
and strike a violin pose
maybe they'll leave you alone
but not me...
xxxx
POV: Roxas
When I heard the door shut behind the tall red haired guy I sat up.
He's finally gone.
Reaching over to turn my ipod back on, I plugged it into the speakers next to my bed. My Chemical Romance spilled from the speakers.
The boys and girls in the clique
the awful names that they pick
your never gonna fit in much kid
but if your troubled and hurt
what you got under your shirt
will make them pay for the things
that they did.
Teenagers scare
the living shit out of me
they could care less
as long as someone will bleed
so darken your clothes
or strike a violin pose
maybe they'll leave you alone
but not me.
As the song ended, I turned the speakers off and sat back. I was glad they had let me keep the small music device. Without it I would probably go crazy. I thought back to the court hearing a week ago.
"Guilty! Sentenced to two years in a disciplinary academy. Court adjourned."
Two years. How am I supposed to survive two years in this hell, and with some nut none the less. Axel, he said his name was. His walls are fireproof, how's that for comfort.
This sucks.
My stomach growled, but I wasn't ready to go to dinner. I didn't have the energy to eat. I wanted to go home. I wanted to tease Sora, annoy Pence, call Hayner, go shopping with Olette, watch Namine draw, anything that was familiar. Why me? Why the hell did I have to get sent here. I didn't even do anything.
I stood and kicked off my shoes, feeling the fireproofed floor beneath my feet. Standing, I actually found the floor to be slightly squishy. I allowed myself a small half smile, sitting back on the bed. Looking over at the other side of the room, I scanned Axel's possessions.
A small dresser matching mine covered with old gum, deodorant, old Axe bottles, an assortment of pictures, a textbook and a small plastic figurine. Next to the dresser, I saw a perfectly made bed, a pair of converse, a small boom box, a stack of CD's, and a neat pile of books in the corner.
Looking at the end of my bed, I decided to get some stuff put away. Dragging the suitcase back out from under the bed, I took out my deodorant, Axe, a picture of me and the gang, a picture of mom, my bathroom stuff, a few of my favorite books, a small stack of CD's, and my ipod charger. Setting it all neatly on the dresser, I pushed the suitcase back under the bed with my foot and sat down again. I turned my speakers back on to break the silence.
When I was a young boy
my father took me into the city
to see a marching band
he said 'son when you grow up
would you be the savior of the broken
the beaten and the damned'
he said 'will you defeat them
your demons and all the non-believers
the plans that they have made
because one day I'll leave you
a phantom to lead you in the summer
to join the black parade.
The door re-opened and the red head walked back in, earphones around his neck. Hearing the song, he raised an eyebrow. I realized the same song was coming from his own headphones.
Weird. We have the same tastes in music. Maybe I can make this bearable, but I doubt it. By the looks of this guy, nothing's gonna be easy.
A/N: so what do you think? Love it, hate it? Let me know. I don't wanna put time and energy into this story if no ones gonna read it. Review so I know if you like it. Thanks for reading and I hope to see you all in the future.
Un-Happy almost Valentines Day!
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