Fame and Fortune

Chapter One: Twilight Hour

Tickets waved in front of his face as Demyx stood behind the counter, a smug grin eating away at his lips. Coaxing his best friend in the entire universe to come see one simple concert with him couldn't be too bad, could it? Sure, Axel had only been in town for a few days, and he'd known the bubbly blond for even less, but Demyx considered them perfect friends already. "Please," he begged again, resting his elbows on the marble in front of him and giving the redhead his best puppy eyes. "For me? You've never even heard Twilight yet, and you already think they're a bad band."

"They're named after a popular book franchise written for emo teens," Axel retorted, taking a sip of the piping hot coffee in front of him, reveling in the burning sensation of his tongue. "I can only assume from that much, Dem. Also, I've only known you for like, four days. Isn't it weird to be inviting someone you've not even known for a week? What if I was a murderer?"

"Are you?" the blond inquired.

"Of course not," Axel replied.

"Okay, everything's fine!" Demyx grinned, pushing the small slips of paper at Axel's chest. "The concert's tomorrow night. I hope you come meet me-oh, wait," he took one ticket back, stuffing it in his own pocket. "I kinda need that one for myself." A customer called the blond over, who happily skipped over to take care of the order. Axel looked back down at the small slip of paper in his hand, reading the words printed on it.

He'd only moved to Twilight Town a week prior, and he'd found cafe Nocturne only a day later. At first, the main barista at the counter seemed a little too eccentric for him, but then they introduced themselves and Axel learned that Demyx was this little establishment's owner. The building was his pride and joy, he would boast, and the two hit it off from there, no matter how awkward it was for the pyro.

And, as one of the blond's coworkers had warned him once before, Demyx was incredibly hard to resist. He had this sort of aura about him.

Axel sighed, finishing off his coffee before leaving a couple of bills for Demyx to cash in for himself.

The concert hall that next night was packed with people from Twilight Town and the surrounding cities, leaving very little room to move around freely. How hard was it to find Demyx in this crowd, one may ask?

Well, if his crazed jumping didn't give him away, Axel didn't know what would. He rolled his green eyes as Demyx latched onto him, grinning broadly. "Yay! You made it! Thank god! We have to push our way in if we want to get a good view of the band."

The redhead didn't respond, instead allowed Demyx to pull him along into the auditorium, looking around at the many different lights that hung from the ceiling. The room was painted with dark blue lighting, hints of yellow seeping in here and there. Demyx continued pushing through the crowd, obviously intent on getting to the foot of the stage to see the band better.

"Oh my gosh!" he squealed, letting go of Axel's arm. He pointed up at the stage where a slate haired man was tuning his bass guitar. "It's Zexion!"

Axel rolled his eyes again as Demyx turned to him. "You'll love this band, trust me. Look at how many fans they have for being a local band!"

"Maybe these people are just here to listen to shit music."

The lights dimmed and a voice boomed through the speakers. "Ladies and gentlemen! We have reached our crucial Twilight hour!"

The people behind him erupted in cheers, and Axel had to fight the urge to cover his ears.

"Please enjoy our show as always!"

And Axel finally got a look at the owner of the voice, nearly falling to his knees. The lead singer of the band was young, incredibly so, his blond hair spiked up in different directions. The lights had gone back to white as a black haired girl began a tune on her keyboard, but Axel couldn't get his eyes off of the mesmerizing blue eyes that the blond had. And his voice, dear god, his voice! It was like a gift from the heavens above! For a punk band leader to have such a cute voice, Axel didn't think he'd ever heard anything like it before in his life.

Just because he enjoyed the lead singer did not at all mean that he found himself to like the band just like that. He only got to listen to a few songs, and even so, the crowd's unanimous decision to sing along did nothing to help him hear most of the music.

And now he was stuck on line waiting for Demyx because he wanted an autograph. The blond was bouncing (no surprise, really) on the balls of his feet and looking around. His fingers curled around Axel's jacket and he whispered, "come on, follow me."

The two crept away from the line into a different part of the hall, where the hallways became thinner and more empty. Demyx jumped up and down as Axel's eyes focused on the slate haired man—Zexion, was it?—again, and that was the last time Demyx was by his side. Now, the barista was at the bassist's side, hugging him around the waist. Axel's heart thudded in his chest. They were sure to get in trouble now, Zexion would call security and-

It surprised the redhead when the bassist's arms went around Demyx's frame to hug back. They exchanged a few words before Demyx came barrelling back. "Dem, what was all that about—?!" Before his question was even finished, the blond had Axel in his iron hold again and they were entering another room, where Axel got to see the lead singer up close and personal as he was touching up on his hair.

"Ah, Zex, you're back. This must be Demyx," he said with a soft smile, extending a hand for a firm handshake.

Demyx gladly shook back, and Axel pulled him to the side. "Dem, you better have a good explanation for all this because I swear to god."

"Dude, chill. I want to get Roxas' autograph," the blond replied, turning back to the lead singer with a cheerful smile. "If that's okay."

"Always." He pulled out a CD and sharpie, scribbling on a quick, but elegant signature, and handed the disk to Demyx. "Anything for a fan, and for the significant other of my bassist."

Demyx all but squealed.

"If you all don't mind," Roxas suddenly said, causing the loud noise to die down. His blue eyes met with Axel's green. "I'd like to have a word with the person you brought in with you. Alone."

Hello! I didn't think I'd ever be in the right mindset to start another continuing story and be able to keep up with it, so if I forget about this at some point, please forgive me in advance, I've been so busy lately.

I don't know how often I'll be updating this, but I'll try to make it as often as I can, seeing as I love this idea and I want it to do well. Casual reminder, there will be sexual scenes in the near future, so don't be alarmed if all of a sudden penises come running at you.

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-Eternal White Rose