Wrong Prescription for the Non-Existing Disease
Chapter one: You're crashing but you're no wave
Disclaimer
All characters belong to Square Enix an all that…
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Hardly an amount of living beings in their late twenties believed in fairy tales, that doesn't mean that the majority didn't like them but just a small portion of population, which you could probably count with your fingers, believe that such thing could happen to them.
That was Merlin's statistics for this century. He had live far too much doing this job without even thinking in retirement for his own liking but being able to help others in the most incredible ways was what truly made him happy.
In the middle age era things were easier for him, he would often recall those memorable moments with king Arthur ruling over England, he knew almost every face he saw on the standing crowd that used to attend the king's monologues. It was easier because population wasn't so big, it was easier because everybody knew who he was, and it was even easier because people believed in magic. Now days everything seemed entirely depressed there wasn't a day where he didn't felt the woe striking him. The countless crows that formed on the street in front of his tiny apartment always seemed to wander too much in their thinking and the great portion of them weren't precisely thoughts of good fairies and princesses. He appreciated the feeling when a young maiden walked by in the crowd drowned completely by the happiness that being in love brought her or the loving feeling of a mother with her newborn child in her arms. It was a rare occasion and it was even rarer what he found that one certain morning.
Almost invisible in the crowded street at 7:00 o'clock in the morning he could feel the rushed behavior of the citizens of Hollow Bastion City, but there was something else on that environment something raw and beautiful like the fresh perfume of the early dew in spring. He stared outside the window, still covered with drowsiness and a pillow attached to his head. It was a girl, he could almost not see her right through the many heads passing by, her blond locks that glowed against the early sun rising was the way he had to differ her from the rest of the crowd.
This girl, Merlin looked closer, using a finger to pull his glasses up in the right place, she was something he saw every, if he got lucky, 60 years or so. She was walking uptown to attend high school, he supposed, her head was lowered down and she was trying to suppress a sigh for the very reason that it could bring her in the verge of tears. That wasn't what surprised Merlin, almost every person that stepped on Merlin's street (because that was the name of the street, not to be arrogant or anything but he was proud of it) had an unsolved problem. What was so special about her? it was her heart, her intentions. A pure heart, something very, very uncommon.
The reasons for her deep sorrow? He didn't know them.
He glanced at the clock placed on the small kitchen wall, 7:05, he'll need to hurry. Casting a spell, his clothes suddenly changed, he had a plan for this girl, he couldn't take such a beautiful heart could be so sad. He was fully dressed in formal clothes and a lab coat with the emblem of Twilight High on the right pocket, he felt weird not wearing his usual hat but he would look very suspicious with it.
He was about to leave when he realized he had forgotten something. Stepping back into his bedroom, he opened one of the many drawers. It was filled with bottles, they looked like a normal vitamin's bottles but he knew better that they weren't. Checking the labels of each one of them he tried to make it faster because if he was late more than a minute his plan would be ruined. Finally getting the one he was looking for, he looked a t it intently as if x-raying the plastic surface to see the contents of it.
He though of many things when he saw it, hesitating a moment before deciding to take it with him, he spoke to the item as if it could actually answer, at least in it's current state.
"It's been a while since you've got work to do. I believe you'll like this one, I think you both will have lot in common." A content smile suddenly invaded his old features; he murmured another spell and the bottled disappeared.
As he was practically running downstairs and on the Merlin's street a bicycle appeared out of no-where. Why not a car? Let's just say Merlin was the type of person that loved the ol' fashioned way.
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Friday. It was such a glorious day, not just because it meant the end of the week but mostly because yesterday night had been such an amazing night and, and I repeat AND, it didn't involve any hot blond chicks wandering around him. Oh no! The only thing that made him happier than embracing two beautiful young, and I repeat yet again, Blond girls, one on each arm was beating Radiant High's bunch of cocky bastards in a basket ball game.
Of course he had been the star of the night, there was no doubt about it.
As he walked through the main entrance the first wave of compliments and praising came immediately without warning. He tried not to but could suppress the grin that escaped his lips, the contentment of being the most popular guy at school was such a big banquet for his ego that seemed to consume and enjoy every bit of it.
'You're awesome!', 'You didn't even gave them the chance to score!', 'That was one hell of a game', 'that was massacre,' and so many others phrases reached the redhead's ears. But his favorite ones were the ones that didn't need words. By the moment he had reached his locker he had gotten 20 phone numbers from thee hottest girls at school, not that he didn't have them already, the girls just wanted to be the lucky one he'll call for tonight.
He never called anyone. He didn't need to, when the moment came a blond that would caught his eye will suddenly appear out of the blue, that was his time to make a move. It all made him feel like his life was perfect.
Closing his locker with his foot, chemistry book in hand, he glanced toward his left and found his best friend had just opened his own locker that happened to be next to the redhead's one.
"Hey man! I didn't hear yo- Ouch! What happened to you?"
The silver haired boy at his left sighed heavily and waved a distressed 'hello' which also meant 'don't ask'.
This, of course, didn't stop the redhead from being the curious bastard he is. His best friend, who he had known since he was five, had a very large and what seemed to be, very painful bruise on this forearm.
"Let me guess. You tried to make a move and he hit you?"
The other boy didn't say anything, he was busy trying to ignore his best friend and trying to get his own copy of the chemistry book. Rolling his eyes when he noticed the other boy had tugged at his arm testing how much it hurt.
Of course the silver haired boy cringed at the touch.
"Axel! Yes it fucking really hurts! I can't believe I was thrown the thickest encyclopedia he could find on the library." Before Axel could say anything he added. "And I didn't make any move, it was an accident, I tripped!" Waving frantically the book in his hand, Riku seemed to be in some sort of nervous crisis state. Or 'SoradrivesRikumad' sate, like the redhead liked to call it.
Too much trouble, that was the reason why Axel didn't have a girlfriend, or most likely attempted to have one, they hit, they scratched and it hurt when they leave you, plus the price of keeping them was too high for the redhead's like, he had only had one and it hadn't been, at all, a satisfying experience.
Not that Riku had a girlfriend, gosh! Sora wasn't even female. His best friend had the world's most troublesome crush ever, like Romeo and Juliet, except this Juliet was a guy and hated Romeo… which didn't made any sense but Axel liked the stupid comparison.
So Riku couldn't get close and don't even think about touching the little brunette without getting nearly killed. This time the price of straddling the young boy had been… surprisingly low.
"He's starting to like you. I can tell." Axel quirked an eyebrow in amusement as a small grin appeared on his face.
Riku nearly let a sardonic laugh escape his lips, nearly.
"Like me?" He looked up at his taller friend accentuating the words by saying them out loud. "I only got this one because I ducked and ran like a coward. Never do something stupid around Sora where heavy things could be easily grabbed by him."
Axel chuckled softly, it was fun how Riku suffered the most incredible things for this guy, not that he enjoyed to see his friend hurt or anything like that, but it was awkward how that also made Riku look so… alive and, he couldn't place it but the words would be something like 'stupidly happy'. Sora brightened his best friend's days as well obscure them, even though the obscuring part was quite more often.
Walking down the hallway Axel beamed as some girls squealed when the redhead winked at them, it took them approximately five seconds for them to gather around Axel to discuss how awesome and hot he looked last night, anything to get the tall boy's attention.
Riku sighed; this could only mean that Axel would start acting like the king of the world for the next week with everyone telling him how cool he was or how sexy or just how he had been the star of the basket ball team since he joined it. Riku tried to stay apart from the group but just couldn't, people will also start commenting about him too. The silver haired boy had joined the blitz ball team last year becoming the star player, that only made him as popular as Axel and he hated it. That was the very same reason why Sora hated him so much, but he couldn't quit blitz ball because he loved it and he couldn't quit Sora because he loved him, his life was crap. Or so he thought.
He was about to start a mental rant about his depressing life without the only true love of his life when he heard a really loud thud at his side.
Turning around to see what was that noise he had to suppress his laughter. Some really big and heavy sketchpad had managed to land on his best friend's forehead. Every person that walked down the hall and had seen the incident stopped in their tracks, mouths gaping open.
As soon as Axel had somehow recovered from the sudden violent act, hand finding its way to his forehead, everyone seemed to clear a space for him to look at the responsible for this.
Just across from him a freshman year girl had stumbled downstairs, her pile of books laid sprawled on the cement polished floor.
Axel groaned inwardly, he couldn't retort or complain because it had been an accident, rubbing his forehead he tried not to but couldn't suppress the urge to glace daggers at the lithe form that was trying to stand up, this had totally ruin the mood for his perfect day and it hadn't even started.
Riku looked closely to the little girl, he was sure he knew her. As she looked up to see how far her belongings, which in majority consisted in art supplies, had gone the silver haired boy realized who this person was. He couldn't remember a name, being too focused on the little brunette that monopolized his brain, but he knew this was one of Sora's friends.
Stupidly staring at the girl it took him a big deal of reaction time to realize no one was helping her with her stuff. It was probably because she had just the most horrible luck ever and accidentally had hit the current hero of the school and since Axel haven't moved a finger no one dared to upset him more by helping the poor little girl.
Except Riku, who didn't care, this was his chance to try and get some points and make him look like the good guy in Sora's eyes, the tiny brunette wasn't in sight, but who knows maybe this girl will go and talk all about how Riku had been a really, really nice guy and had helped her in picking up all of her stuff when no one dared, adding some dramatization to it to make him look like a prince charming or anything that'll get him close to Sora.
"Here." Riku flashed her his best warming smile while handing her a couple of books that he had just picked up.
No response came from the girl aside of taking the books in her hands; she continued her task by gathering her drawing pencils in their case hold.
Riku quirked an eyebrow, there was something about this girl that made him feel really… sad.
Axel was a sigh away from desperation at Riku's attempt for being friendly; Riku was a jerk like him as far as he knew, the only reason behind the sudden change was that this girl was one of Sora's friends. He was about to make an obscene comment about 'Riku not getting into Sora's pants like this' when the girl for some reason looked up at the redhead.
It was just a brief moment and it might have probably been because she wanted to see where her sketchpad had landed but it was enough for Axel to catch a glimpse of sadness and vulnerability drowned in those blue orbs. That forced the tall boy to look closely.
She was beautiful, her white plain summer dress made her look all the more adorable, she was holding all of her books close to her and putting them inside of her white backpack and everything that she owned seemed to be the same color. Axel gulped when he realized the most important fact of them all, not that he was picky… screw that! He was picky; he had luxury to be so! She was blond, just as he liked them.
Taking the sketchpad that had landed on the floor after hitting Axel hard on the head; he squatted right in front of the little blonde to be at the same eye level.
"Must have hurt." She looked at Axel when she heard those words, taking the sketchpad in her hands, for some reason she looked hopefully to something and to Axel's point of view it was logical, who in their sane mind wouldn't be hopeful of something when he talked with such charm?
"When you fell from heaven, I mean." Flashing the blond beauty in front of him one of his trademark grins, he expected to at least be returned the gesture.
Sadly for the redhead, that didn't happen.
The young girl seemed to be sort of disappointed when he heard those words. She ignored Axel completely and continued with her task.
The redhead seemed at lost, no one at school dared to ignore him, no girl could resist his charms and no blond girl who he's flirting with would look away when he's smiling at her!
"Namine!"
A voice from the crowd behind them suddenly erupted and a tiny brunette who's name Riku had written all over every single notebook he owned appeared in front of them helping the little girl with her stuff.
As they finally gathered everything that belonged to the blond girl Sora glared at the silver haired boy. "What did you do to her?!"
Riku immediately threw his arms up in a desperate way to prove his innocence. "We… She fell…uhn…" It was obvious how the silver haired boy was very eloquent whenever Sora was around, I mean, it was not his fault that Sora was the cutest thing on the face of the earth, with the brightest smile, the biggest baby blue eyes and… well you get the idea.
"Yeah, right! Like I would believe that!" Sora now glared daggers at the redhead now how was still squatting, his mind still trying to process what have just happened.
Axel's mental train of thought came to a halt as fast as he realized he was loosing his cool in front of everyone. He glared back at Sora, who, he was sure, had said something mean to him, and when Riku had finally came to his senses and was about to explain the situation the redhead had to open his loudmouth.
"She hit me! With her gigantic sketchpad!" The redhead had to hold his breath because that might have ended up in whining tone. No one had ever ignored him like that! Especially since he knew that the main part of the female population at school would give anything to be that blondie.
Riku had to slap his forehead with the palm of his hand. Great. Now Sora would never believe that he was actually being nice, not the other way around! And the blonde girl, whose name escaped him, didn't seem to help either. She seemed lost in her own thoughts and… Riku stopped at the sight in front of him for a moment.
There was something in her, something that felt entirely sad.
"Well, maybe and most likely, you deserved it!"
"/What!?/"
Riku snapped back to reality when he heard Sora and Axel yelling at each other. He thought for a moment. If he tried to explain the situation, Sora will get mad at him (more, if that was even possible) and Axel would only make everything more complicated, for sure, so the best option was:
"Riku let go of me!"
The silver haired boy dragged Axel up the stairs and directly towards the math classroom as he sighed in defeat. He would never be able to get closer to Sora at this rate.
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Whether it was from being turned down, yelled at by Sora or that Sketchpad landing on his forehead, Axel had the biggest headache ever, he was afraid it might end up in a migraine.
Raising his hand to inform Ms. Lockhart about the constant throbbing feeling inside his head, he was dismissed from class and ordered to go to the infirmary to see Dr. Kadowaki. He still didn't know how being a Doctor, Kadowaki was working as a nurse, but he didn't complain she was really kind to him; she was the only adult who he could talk freely now that his parents had moved out of town.
When he opened that white door he had been so familiar with since he joined the basketball team, he noticed someone else was there seated across Dr. Kadowaki's desk. He couldn't believe his luck. This morning's little blondie was there.
Suppressing a sigh he just hoped that his headache wouldn't reach another level. He took the other chair in front of the desk and waited for Dr. Kadowaki to appear.
Axel glanced at his Swiss wristwatch and then at the girl at his side, the blonde just seemed lost in her thoughts she probably didn't even noticed the redhead had entered the room, just when he decided he'll might as well leave, the door to the infirmary was opened rather loud, making Axel cringe to the sudden slam.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'm late. I was kind of busy." A man in a lab coat came carrying a big box of what it seemed to be bandages, alcohol, and stuff to make proper first aid-kits; he noticed this because some of the stuff fell from where it belonged.
When he finally placed the box on the floor, Axel couldn't help but stare at the exaggerated long white beard the man had; he had to question himself if the old geezer ever had trouble walking with that thing.
"Oh I see! I see what the problem is. Don't tell me you both have a headache!" Just then the girl seemed to come back to reality only to give the man a weak, sad but beautiful smile. The older man just winked back at her.
It was weird to Axel, he had never seen that man in his life, but somehow he felt… okay.
"Here! For my sweet and gentle child. How old are you, my lady?" He seemed to take a yellow bottle of pills out of his sleeve like he was doing magic tricks to entertain the girl. The redhead seemed to be the one enjoying the spectacle instead. He looked at the bottle intently and to Axel's point of view it looked like the moogle vitamins his mom used to gave him when he was little. Those little pieces of sour and sugar like candies vitamins tasted like heaven, if he could recall.
The blond girl seemed zoned out for a little bit but she came back to reality quite quickly. "Sixteen." Axel looked at her. Something was wrong with this chick, like she was truly hurt deep inside; he just couldn't help but think that when he heard that soft voice, that cracking soft voice.
"So sixteen it is!" The old man yet again seemed to take out magically a marker and wrote down something on the bottle's cap before he put it down on the desk, right in front of the blonde girl. Though, she didn't paid attention and went back to stare at the floor like it was the most amazing thing in the whole world.
"And for the gentleman, a headache, right?" Axel tore his gaze away from the girl to the old man behind the nurse's desk, waiting impatiently to watch how he'll pull out the medicine for him out of his sleeve.
But that didn't happened. Axel was very disappointed to find that the old man had opened a drawer, and handed over just a single aspirin to the redhead. He turned around to fill a cup of water and handed it over to the young man in front of him.
"Now my child, I have things to do I'm in a kind of hurry, if you need to rest here a little while it's okay, I'll just be around making first aid-kits." The old man adjusted his round glasses and disappeared around one corner of the room. Axel just blinked; he looked at that bottle of what he was sure were moogle vitamins and didn't hesitate in taking a look.
When he lifted the bottle up to look at it closely, he was disappointed again to find out it was just a bottle of some medicine and not his beloved vitamins of younger days. He sighed in defeat; nothing was going the right way today for some reason. He was about to put the bottle down and take his pill when he noticed that his medicine was gone, the cup of water was now empty and that the blond girl had just left the infirmary.
Oh great. Now his headache will never go away. He looked at the bottle again more closely this time and read the label.
"Roxas"
Cures any pain.
He stared at it for a while, that had to be the oddest label he had ever read. But then again, the old man gave this to her because he had a headache and so did he, so what's the difference? He was no doctor to begin with so he didn't know.
He took the bottle with him and as he stepped out of that infirmary he couldn't help but feel really, really well for some reason as he crossed the threshold. Even his headache was gone.
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"I've never seen that guy in my life."
Axel retorted, not that he didn't like the new doctor but he was used to see Dr. Kadowaki there, he was hoping he would tell her about that party he had with his family last weekend, it had been a really long time since he saw them and Reno, his only brother.
"Oh, whatever, Axel it doesn't matter." Waving the now empty can of pop the silver haired boy was holding he tried to ignore the fact that he was trying to build an actual conversation but the only answers he got from his friend were about the new doctor in the infirmary and what he had given him as prescription.
Clicking his tongue as a distraction while Axel was still ranting, he distinguished an all too familiar silhouette from the corner of his eye. Looking at the other boy fully, he gazed at him like devouring him with his sight, there was no law against staring at Sora as far as he knew.
To his oh-very bad luck the brunette caught Riku just when the silver haired boy was checking out the little brunette's ass, which only earned him a random object, that was currently nearby, being thrown at right on his right eye. That was going to hurt and leave a mark.
"He hates me." Came a hissing from the floor, Axel stared at his best friend and helped him up.
Classes were over for today which meant Sora would be still mad at him for the rest of the day until tomorrow when he'll forget about him, but will get pissed at him again tomorrow because he'll surely do something stupid. His life was serious shit.
"Oh man! Cheer up, we'll do something tonight. Come to my place we'll watch some movies." The redhead put an arm around his friend's shoulders as they walked down the main hallway to the parking lot.
When they reached Riku's car, he unlocked the door and took out his gym bag growling, the silver haired boy had blitz ball practice after school and now he really didn't wanted to show up with a purple eye but it brought him the distraction he needed to keep Sora out of his mind for an hour.
"Okay… I'll come by eight." He took the redhead's frozen and unfinished can of coke, wrapped it with a towel and placed it on his right eye.
"Okay. Don't forget that! You need it." Axel was about to turn around to leave when he heard the other boy stealing his catchphrase.
"I'll commit it to memory."
The redhead couldn't help but grin at that. And as he reached his car he only thanked to whoever was up there looking out for him because he didn't have that sort of problems.
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He opened the door to his apartment, it was nice that he had a place for himself, there were no curfew, and he'll eat whatever he wanted and do whatever he wanted the way he wanted whenever he wanted, as long as he didn't disturb the neighbors enough to create uproar with torches and all, though, he had to admit it was kind of lonely without everyone in there, Reno trying to steal the remote from his dad and his mom complaining about how much of a noisy family they were.
It got kind of lonely sometimes, but nothing he couldn't handle.
He threw his backpack on the couch before flopping down beside it, causing the cushions to shift. Axel groaned when his pile of notebooks fell to the floor. He was deciding whether to leave them like that or pick them up when he noticed the bottle he had taken from the infirmary that morning.
Lifting it with immense curiosity, he read the instruction for it out loud. "Use: Fill the bathtub with only warm water and empty the contents of the bottle on it." He laughed to himself, that's why he didn't got one of this, this was some sort of bubble bath or something like that, girl's stuff. He kept on reading. "Warning: He'll go away once the problem is solved."
The redhead quirked and eyebrow, that had to be the weirdest label he had ever read, it had to be some sort of marketing trick so people would buy this stuff. Not giving it too much thought he decided that if he had this thing he would use it, why would he waste something free anyway?
He went straight to the bathroom and started to fill the tub with hot water. The instructions said 'warm water' but he loved to take baths of water as hot as the body could resist. There was something about him and heat, He loved hot showers, hot meals, hot weather, he loved fire and watch how everything was consumed by it, not to mention that he was a total player so he loved the heat of being with someone else. So everything related to heat was okay with him, besides what could go wrong if he added a little bit more of heat?
Removing his clothes and placing a towel around his hips, he read again the label only to be sure his eyes had seen right only to confirm what he already knew: It was a bottle with a weird label.
"So, I just have to pour it in… right?"
As the contents of the bottle were emptied and falling directly on the hot water he stared at the cap that had a number 16 drawn by marker. "Probably what the crazy doc was writing, I wonder what it means…"
As soon as the strange content of the bottle was poured bubbles started to form, at first there were a few of them but then they started to form more and more until the redhead was regretting emptying the whole thing, or maybe was the overly excessive hot water. The thing became more complicated when all the bubbles seemed to disappear and all of a sudden and he could swear he saw the silhouette of someone sitting on the bathtub.
Axel had to rub his eyes; he thought he might need to visit an oculist to check them. Had he just seen a…
"No fucking way!"
Yes he had.
Was it just him or in the real life he knew and lived, things like this didn't happen? Babies weren't brought by the stork, nor where born in threes or cabbage and he was pretty sure cute boys didn't appeared out of nowhere when taking a bubble bath.
"How the hell did you get in…?"
Axel's current mental debating about possibilities and reality came to a halt when he saw the boy sitting in front of him. For first instance he was naked, he had the most big and beautiful blue eyes he had ever seen, the most pink and delicate lips ever and his hair was a yellow mess of sunshine. He was… breathtaking. His features and body, all in him seemed to hold an ethereal beauty only possible in fairy tales. Gorgeous was the only word Axel could think of when he laid his eyes on the younger boy.
The blond one seemed to look at his body in awe, like he hadn't seen himself in like, forever. He glanced at his hands and clenching and unclenching as testing them and then all of a sudden he jumped out of the bathtub hissing almost in a pained tone. "The water's burning!"
The surprised redhead could only stare at the boy in front of him, if it hadn't been for a certain thing between his legs he would have sworn this guy was a girl. His body was lean and delicate, not to mention his skin was smooth and everything about him was just… perfect, ethereal, alluring, any word that would describe what's not possible in reality. Axel suddenly felt all the blood in his body crawling upwards to his cheeks and he felt the urge to fixate his view somewhere else. He wasn't supposed to feel like this, no girl could made him blush, he had seen it all when it came to that subject, being quite the catch around school he had screwed around enough for an entire lifetime. But this was totally different, he knew he was perfectly straight, not that he had anything against gays or anything; it's just that he had never found another guy who was even worth staring at.
Not to mention that this boy had just appeared out of nowhere. Poof! Just like that!
"I'm sorry I startled you, my name is Roxas and…"
Axel turned around to look at the boy again, fighting his blush and urge to look where he shouldn't; he couldn't help it though there was something about this… Roxas that made him want to… ravish him right here and now.
"You're a guy!" The blond blurted out in disgust, pointing a lean index finger at the redhead. He didn't seem to mind his state of undress.
"You just came from a bottle!" The redhead defended himself.
State the obvious.
"This must be some sort of mistake. You see I'm only handed over to girls." The blonde grabbed a nearby hand towel and wrapped it around his hips.
Girls? New Doc at school? A weird bottle? Was it just him or his life had just turned into some sort of crazy movie? His brain couldn't catch up with everything that was going on. "What-How You…?" Axel was trying his best not to freak out but he needed some help.
"Oh! I'm sorry. Okay, I'll start form the beginning."
Axel was starting to shake.
"My name is Roxas; the person who handed my bottle over to you considered you had a serious problem which I'm supposed to solve, like a magic helper."
"Genie in a bottle?" Axel glanced at the bottle once more, as far as he knew he didn't rub the thing, wait! If his sanity was still intact he was certain that those sorts of things didn't exist, then why… He looked at Roxas, he didn't know why but the blonde boy made him feel at ease even in this situation.
"No, gods no! I don't have that sort of magic power."
The younger of the two looked around until he found the cap of the bottle discarded on the floor. He picked it up and looked at the number written on it: 16.
He had the body of a sixteen year old. "Great!... I have the hormones of a sixteen year old and if it wasn't enough he put me in hot boiling water, this is going to have serious secondary effects later. And I'm stuck with a GUY! What the hell was Merlin thinking anyway!?"
Axel gulped still blushing and asked. He just had to.
"Are you my… like my fairy god moth… erh father or something like that?"
The blonde couldn't suppress the laughter that escaped his lips.
"Those things don't exist! And if they did, I'm pretty sure you wouldn't get one!"
"Why not!?" Axel was hurt by that thought. Wasn't he good enough to have one?
"Because your life is almost perf…" Roxas gulped this time. He was made, made to know when someone had trouble, he instantly knew by instinct what was that caused pain to the person he was assigned to and he had the magic to solve it all, better than a fairy god mo… erh… father. "This guy. He doesn't have problems, of any serious kind anyway, I can tell that just by looking at him. Then why Merlin sent me with him knowing that I only work with girls and that this guy's in perfect state of mind and feelings? It feels like he has a little too much ego but nothing that needed an intervention from me. Urg! I thought Merlin had a bottled girl who helped guys, why didn't he send her?"
He stopped his mental rant. Maybe Merlin was testing him; maybe this guy's problems were hidden, how? He didn't know and only another guy could help him deal with them. If that was the case then he would find out because he had never, ever failed a mission.
He looked at Axel intently as if trying to look in his very soul and sighed in defeat. He couldn't see anything, this guy was filled with luck and good looks, with popularity, money, a good family, good friends, and he was perfect. He halted at that thought. "Perfect?... What the hell am I thinking? No one's perfect!"
Axel, who was watching intently at the blonde's sudden mood swings, slowly came back to reality.
"Dude, how can you fit in a bottle?"
Roxas raised an eyebrow maybe that was the problem. The redhead wasn't clever enough, that was more and obvious.
"That's not important… Can I ask you something?"
Axel hesitated a moment, but how could say no to such an alluring creature.
"Go ahead."
"How old are you?"
"Seventeen, I'm turning eighteen next week, by the way." He winked at the blondie in front of him, he just couldn't contain himself, he had to flirt with this cute little piece of sunshine, it was his nature.
So Merlin did really assigned him to this guy, they shared an almost equal age but something about all of this didn't clicked right, wait! Roxas blinked once, twice in disbelief. Did the redhead have just /winked/ at him? Merlin didn't think that he actually would… with… another guy, did he? He prayed to the god above that he didn't have. In the nearly 400 years of work since his creation, he had never ever dealt with something like this, it all felt too awkward, He always, always knew what to do or what to say, but now… he was lost.
"The name's Axel by the way, my little cupcake. Got it memorized?" Axel raised a finger to his head.
Roxas blushed at that, he wasn't used to being flirt at, and not by such a confident person. He was always sent to girls that lacked confidence or where too drowned in their own problems to even think about such trivial matter as flirt.
When he realized the way his body was responding to the redhead's actions he could only do one thing.
"/Fuck!/"
Curse.
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Dunno why I haven't published this here... hmmm anyways. I hope u like it!
