"Roxas, are you ready yet?" Tifa called.
The blond boy ran down the wooden stair case to the call from his mother. He was fixing his black beanie hat that went with his tight black shirt, and purple and black zip-up striped hoodie. He was this stunning image of beauty. Most people in his school find him extremely attractive but can't admit it because of his rank in school. He is part of the skater group which is the lowest group. Yet, Roxas doesn't care.
"Your father called," Tifa smiled, "He hopes that you are well and that the Heart family doesn't trouble us."
The Heart family are rivals of the Strife (Roxas's) family. The Heart family is the richest family in all of Destiny Island. All of their children are popular in Roxas's school and hate him. Yet, Roxas doesn't mind, he doesn't hate them. In fact, he finds this feud ridiculous.
The feud started with his great grandparents. It is said that the Heart family stole the Strife family's money. Another story is the Strife family killed a dear member of the Heart family. Roxas finds them all ridiculous.
"Whatever," Roxas mumbled through a mouthfull of food, "When will he be back? Denzel keeps getting worse and worse. Dad should see his youngest son in his time fo need."
"He didn't say," Tifa said. Roxas sighed as he took a bite of his slightly burnt toast.
"Well, I have to go to school," the blond said changing the topic, "Bye Mom. See you later."
Roxas grabbed his checkered backpack and ran out the door to catch his bus. The bright yellow bus picks him up at his house since he lives on the corner of the neighborhood where the 'stop' sign is. His best friend lived down the street from him, bu the skate park. At the end of the street is an alley which the skaters turned into the only nice skate park in Destiny Island.
His whole gang of friends lived on that street. Even Roxas's crush; he had a crush on this beautiful blond artist named Namine. The two have been friends since they were in the play pen. Namine always watches Roxas skate and she sketches him in her notebook.
"Hey Roxas!" Hayner smiled. He grabbed Roxas's arm and yanked him next to him. Hayner is Roxas's best friend. The two are the best skaters too.
"Hi Hayner," Roxas smiled at his dirty blond friend.
"Have you lost weight?" A voice from behind startled the two. They were relieved to see Pence and Olette.
"No, have you gained weight?" Roxas smirked jokingly. The four friends laughed.
Some people are smart to leave them alone, others have a death wish. Hayner, Pence, Olette, and Roxas always have each others backs. It's usually Hayner, Pence, and a few other skaters that fight. Roxas and Olette have some common sense.
The four are in charge of the skaters. They are also the most inseparable group.
"Hey guys," Namine trotted up next to Roxas. Her perfect blond hair was pulled nicely to the side and it lay on her shoulder. Roxas looked at her pretty white dress that clung to her body complimenting her nice curves. Roxas's face began to heat up as he looked away and shoved his hands in his pockets. Hayner smirked at his friend's reaction.
"Hi Namine, you look nice today," Roxas choked out.
"Oh, thank you," Namine smiled.
The bright yellow bus finally arrived and they all boarded it. Roxas sat in the three-seater with Hayner and Pence while the girls sat in the two-seater next to them.
"So I was thinking that we go to the skate park after school," Hayner said.
"I need to finish my dumb project," Roxas groaned as he crossed his arms over his chest.
"What project?" Pence asked as he smoothed his black hair under his red baseball cap.
"I have to observe each house in Destiny Island and write a paper," Roxas answered, "I hate my english class. I could go after, but I'll text you if something happens."
"Ok Rox," Hayner said.
School was in session for a few hours, then lunch rolled around.
"Roxas Strife," a popular boy smirked. His pink hair was as long as Namine's.
"What do you want Marluxia?" Roxas sneered.
"Nothing," the red head responded.
The red head was Axel Heart. He was one of the most attractive boys in the school. He hated Roxas just like the rest of his family hates the Strifes. Roxas doesn't hate Axel.
Axel is actually extremely attracted to the small blond. He turnes his feelings into hate so he can hide what he really wants. Axel's family is not forgiving. They are very strict and he must follow all the rules or else he will get beaten. His older brother is a snitch. Saix could care less about his little brother.
Roxas walked away to avoid any further conflict. Axel stared at Roxas. He slightly smiled at how the small blond was frustrated with them which makes his strut more smooth and have a slight swing of the hips.
"Come on Axel," Saix pulled on his brother's white button-down shirt. The blue haired boy smirked since he caught his brother staring at the Strife boy again.
"Bye Roxas," his friends smiled as Roxas went into his house to get his skate board.
The blond ran up the stairs and slipped into a very quiet room. A small lump was under the covers. Roxas walked over to the bed and sat in the black folding chair next to it. Roxas took a deep breath and uncovered the lump to reveal a young boy.
"Hey Denzel," Roxas chiked back a sob. He stared at the pale child.
"Hi Rox," the little brunette said. He lifted his hair to show his brother a black glob on the smooth forehead.
"Does it look bad?" Denzel smirked.
"You look fine. How do you feel?" Roxas asked.
"Not good," Denzel grabbed the wet towel from the side if his bed and pressed it against the black glob.
"Listen, I have to go, Mom is home so you're fine," Roxas said as he began to stand. Denzel grabbed Roxas's hand.
"Please don't go!" He cried. Tears rolled down the child's cheeks. "I don't want to die!"
"Shhhh, Denzel," Roxas sat on his brother's bed and cradled the boy to his chest, "It's ok. You won't die, I'll be back later." Roxas blotted Denzel's tear stained face with his sleeve.
"I love you, big brother," Denzel smiled.
"I love you too," Roxas kissed his brother's cheek, "Now get some rest."
Roxas left the room and bit his lip to prevent tears from spilling. He began to taste the bitter flavor of blood since he was biting his lip too hard.
The blond grabbed his skateboard and ran out of the house.
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"Axel!" A man's voice shrieked. It stabbed through the air as a sword would stab through a man's chest.
"Yes Father?" Axel asked as he stood.
The tall man slapped Axel's cheek. He then dragged Axel to the front door. He kneed Axel in the stomach then threw him out.
"You queer boy! No queers in this house!" the man yelled. He was Axel's father. He's extremely strict.
Axel was thrown down the steps of his porch. Saix then dragged his brother down the street to an alley. His smirk was ice cold. The red head stared in horror as his brother held a rock above him. Then Axel passed out from Saix smashing a rock against the boy's head. He looked smug at his work and went home to lock the doors.
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The blond hopped on his checkered skateboard and began to glide down the street. He loved the feeling of the wind blowing through his messy golden hair and the rush he feels in the put of his stomach when he does tricks. When he was skating, he felt like all his troubles blew away. He felt free.
While on his skateboard, Roxas looked at each house to finish his project. He had his backpack full of material to finish.
Roxas stopped in his favorite alley to star on the paper. He hopped off his skateboard and widened his ocean blue eyes in horror at the body of the red head.
"Hey, are you ok?" Roxas asked. He flipped Axel over to see the cut on his forhead.
Roxas ripped off part of his shirt and dipped it in his water botle. He began to dab the bloody cut with the ripped piece of shirt. Roxas knew he could steal some of Denzel's bandages at home to wrap around it. The blond carried the popular boy on his back while he held his backpack and carefully skated downt the street. He made sure he wasn't seen because if he was then his life would be over.
He looked both ways before entering his home. Roxas lay Axel on his bed and quietly entered Denzel's room.
"Roxas..." Denzel said sitting up. Roxas froze in place and looked over at his sick brother.
"H-hey Denzel," Roxas smiled. He picked up some un-used bandages and was about to leave when the child grabbed his hand.
"What are you doing? Denzel asked. His tiny voice rang through Roxas's ears like little bells.
"Nothing, go back to bed," Roxas said as he rushed out of his little brother's room.
Roxas ran into his room to the injured boy on his bed. The blond wrapped his head with the bandages. His fingers trailed down Axel's cheeks, but lingered on the two upside down triangle tattoos. Roxas's fingers trailed over Axel's bottom lip gently.
'Wait, if he was injured there, then he might be hurt somewhere else,' Roxas thought.
His fingers trembled slightly as he began to unbutton Axel's muddy shirt. His blue eyes scanned the toned chest. Roxas trailed his fingers down to a nasty bruise on Axel's stomach.
Roxas snuck down the stairs and grabbed an ice pack. He wrapped it in a thin blue blanket and placed it on the bruise. Roxas couldn't help but stare at the red head. A slight blush crawled onto his cheeks. He rested his head on Axel's chest gently.
"Warm," Roxas mumbled as he cuddled closer to Axel. Roxas closed his eyes and inhailed the intoxicating scent of Axel. He smelled like warm loving fire that had just been lit. It was so inviting.
"Roxas!" Denzel called snapping Roxas out of his trance.
Roxas got off of Axel and placed a little kiss on the bandaged cut. Roxas ran off to aid his brother
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Axel opened his green eyes slowly. He noticed that he wasn't in an alley anymore, he was laying on top of a comfortable bed. His head was bandaged and an ice pack sat on his bruised and bare stomach.
'Where am I?' Axel asked himself as he sat up.
The room was small. It had a desk with a skate board and a checkered backpack on top of it. The closet door was open but a bunch of blankets were pinned over it so it was still covered. The room was pretty bare, except it was very warm. Axel never wanted to leave. He looked over at the table next to the bed, it had an alarm clock on it and a picture of a young brunette and a blond. He knew that blond... Who...
Roxas opened the door and Axel's jaw dropped. Roxas was holding another ice pack and bandages.
"Y-You!" Axel yelled. Roxas dropped the stuff in his hands and lunged on the bed. He was on top of Axel and his hand covered his mouth.
"Shhhh," Roxas said as foot steps were heard. They both sat there until they heard a door close. Roxas got off of Axel and grabbed the ice pack and bandages.
"What's going on?" the red head asked as he flinched away from the boy.
"Stay still," Roxas said as he unwrapped the bandage on Axel's head and repleaced it with cotton white ones. He also replaced the melting ice pack.
"Why are you helping me?" Axel asked, "This isn't some prank, is it?"
"No," Roxas groaned, "Our families may hate each other, but that doesn't mean that I agree."
"Hm," Axel said as he lay back down.
The two sat in silence for a while. Roxas was peering through the blinds a bit. He had a bitter expression on. Axel wanted to go over to the blond and hold him close to his chest. Axel shook that image out of his brain.
"Who is the kid in the picture?" Axel asked.
Roxas's eyes filled with horror as he stood Axel up and pushed him into the closet.
"My dad is home," Roxas said frantically, "Stay here."
Roxas ran out of the closet and down the stairs to greet the man of the house.
"Took you long enough," Tifa smiled at her eldest son.
A tall blond man entered the house. He smiled at the two. His blue eyes met Roxas's and it almost brought tears to his eyes.
"You've grown so much," he said as he grabbed the boy's shoulders. His gloved hand stroked Roxas's cheek.
He left to go to Denzel's room.
"Can I have my dinner upstairs?" Roxas asked. He wanted to get Axel food.
"Sure," Tifa smiled. She scooped some pasta on a plate and handed it to her son.
Roxas darted to his room. He locked the door and sighed out of sweet relief.
"Here," Roxas said as he walked into his closet and handed Axel the food, "You can sleep here if you want."
"I don't think it's safe," Axel said as he took a bite of the pasta.
"How did you get hurt?" the blond asked, "I have the right to know." He picked up a penne pasta off the plate and ate it.
"I'd rather not say," Axel looked down at his food.
"Ok," Roxas said, "I won't pester you about it."
'Why is he being so nice?' Axel asked himself. His acid eyes scanned Roxas. The boy was sweet like candy... Maybe too sweet. Axel wondered if Roxas's lips taste like candy too. He quickly threw that thought away.
Roxas's closet was more like a fort. It had some clothes hanging up, but there were two bean bag chairs on the ground. Roxas was reclining in the blue one already. He had two skate boards hanging on a rack on the wall. A few pillows were scattered on the ground. Books were pilled up against the wall.
Axel continued to shove fork-fulls of food into his mouth as he looked at Roxas. This Strife boy was so nice to him... He didn't get it. Roxas should hate him. Axel has bullied the boy for the longest time, yet he saved Ael in his time of need. Roxas is a strange boy.
"Why are you being so nice to me?" Axel asked.
"Because," Roxas said.
"That doesn't answer my question," the red head said, "I've bullied you and our families hate each other. Why are you so nice?"
"I said before that I don't care about that silly feud," Roxas said," And if you must know, I believe that everyone deserves a second chance. Ya know? Like, I want to get to know the real you and not some fake image created by the pressure between our family."
"Oh," Axel mumbled. That was the first time anyone has ever said something like that to Axel. The blond boy never ceases to amaze Axel. Roxas is definitaly special. It made Axel feel more attracted to the blond.
"Thank you," Axel smiled.
Axel pulled Roxas into his arms. Roxas was slightly startled, but slowly relaxed as Axel rubbed small soothing circled in the boy's back. He closed his blue eyes enjoying the odd feeling in his chest. He felt as if his heart was about to burst out of his chest. Axel's hand trailed up Roxas's back and stroked the silky spikes of Roxas's blond hair. He gently tugged on it and felt Roxas shiver at the feeling. Axel wanted to stay like this forever.
Roxas had this odd warm feeling building up in his chest. He rested his head on Axel's bare chest and heard the steady heart beat. Roxas continued to breath the intoxicating scent of Axel. The smell made Roxas feel happy. He felt safe in Axel's strong arms. He couldn't understand why he was feeling like this. He loves Namine... Doesn't he?
A knock on Roxas's room door snapped the two out of their trance. Roxas leaped out of Axel's arms and ran to his door. A blush was still on his cheeks and his heart was racing. Roxas tried to get his composure back before he said something.
"W-who is it?" Roxas asked.
"Denzel," A tiny voice chimed. Roxas snapped open the door and the young boy was standing there in white silk PJs.
"What?" Roxas asked knealing down on one knee. His tone wasn't angry, it was sweet. Axel peeked through the blanket hanging above the door.
"I-I," the child began to say as tears began to form at the corners of his eyes.
"Shhh," Roxas said as he pulled the child into his room and locked the door, "You'll be ok."
"I don't want to-" Roxas cut Denzel off.
"You won't," Roxas smiled, "Hey, wanna know a secret, but you can't tell Mom and Dad."
Denzel nodded.
Roxas motioned for Axel to walk out of the closet. The red head hesitantly walked out and Denzel's eyes grew as big as the moon.
"Is he your boyfriend?" Denzel blurted.
"N-no!" Roxas retorted, "He is Axel Heart."
"No way," Denzel said in awe, "Mom and Dad are going to be mad."
"I know, so don't tell them."
Axel was amazed at how Roxas treated the child. He asumed that the boy was Roxas's little brother and he automatically thought that the two would be at each others throats everyday. Since Axel's older brother pushes him around all the time, he is used to seeing that. Yet, Roxas treats his little brother so kindly.
Denzel was laughing at his brother until he grabbed his head and bent over. Grunts and groans of pain came from the child. Roxas grabbed the half melted icepack and rested it on Denzel's head. The brunette clung to Roxas and Roxas just rocked him back and forth.
Denzel finally fell asleep in Roxas's arms and he rested Denzel in his bed. Roxas was playing with the child's hair as his chest rose up and down gently with each calming breath.
"What happened?" Axel asked as he knelt next to Roxas.
"Denzel has that rare disease, geostigma. He's a fighter. Someimes he has these spells where he gets intense pain at the sourse of it. The most I can do I calm him down," Roxas said with a fake soft smile that masks his tears.
"Oh," Axel didn't know what to say, "How old is he?"
"10," Roxas said, "So we're six years apart."
'That's so young,' Axel thought.
"Hey," Axel smiled, "He'll get better."
"You're right," Roxas's voice trembled slightly from holding in the tears.
The two sat in silence for a bit as Roxas forced himself to calm down. He stored his sorrow deep inside of him. He knew it's a bad idea but he can't cry. Roxas wants to stay strong for Denzel.
"You can always come talk to me," Axel handed Roxas a piece of paper with his number on it.
"Does this mean that we are friends?" Roxas asked.
"Yup," Axel smiled, "Screw our families. You seem like a cool kid." That made Roxas smile. Axel felt like his whole world just lightened up.
"But we can't talk face-to-face in school and we have to pretend we hate each other," Axel said, "It's to protect us so our parents don't get suspicious."
"Cool!" Roxas smiled as he put Axel's phone number into his Samsung Galexy X 3, "You can stay over if you want."
"Sure," Axel said, "But I have to leave by 2 so don't be alarmed when I'm not here."
Roxas carried Denzel out of his room and into Denzel's. He then ran back to his and locked the door so his parents couldn't come in.
Roxas and Axel were lounging on Roxas's bed just talking about anything.
"Hey, want to play a game?" Roxas asked.
"Depends," Axel smirked teasingly.
"Basically, I ask you a question and you answer. Then you ask me a question and I answer. Then repeat," the blond smiled as he lay on his back. His head rested on Axel's leg.
"Fine, you go first," Axel said.
"Ok... Is your hair naturally red?" Roxas asked as his hands began to play with a few strands of fire red hair.
"Yup," Axel said, "Ok, what is your favorite color?"
"Blue, what about you?"
"Black. What is your favorite animal?"
"Cat. What about you?"
"Same. How close are you with your family?"
"Eh. Pretty close. My Dad always runs off for months without telling us how he is or where he is."
"Oh," Axel said as his fingers played with the soft blond spikes, "My family isn't a walk in the park either." He rested his back against the wall and sighed.
"Do you like anyone?" Axel asked.
"Y-yeah," Roxas blushed slightly, "Her name is Namine and we have been friends since we were little. She always sketches me when I skate," Axel's heart hurt.
"Well, she's a hottie," Axel teased Roxas, "You'll have no problem getting her, you are one of the most attractive boys in the school."
"Yeah, you're right."
The two played that game until midnight when Roxas fell soundly asleep on Axel's lap.
Axel looked at the sleeping boy. Roxas looked like a little angel when he slept. The red head tried to put his feelings for Roxas aside, but he couldn't. His feelings were too strong.
At 2 am, Axel quietly left. Before he did, he placed a small kiss on Roxas's cheek and escaped through the window. He then wend home and crawled in bed to drift off into a dreamless slumber.
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Hey people! My friend gave me the idea of writing a Romeo and Juliet story so I did!
I'd really like some reviews before I post the next chapter because I have it all ready but I want reviews before I post the next chapter. No flames!