This is a story of the pairngs of Zemyx and Akuroku.

Rated: MA+ for explict sexual content, violence, substance usage, and other.

Contains Shonen-ai which many of you may know mean boyxboy, and there will be shojou-ai as well, girlxgirl.
If these does not appeal to you, then do not read further.


"Thanks Merlin, I'll see you tomorrow!" Roxas called to the back of the book store, letting the old magician know that he was taking off for the day.

He heard a muffled reply from somewhere, but he couldn't make out what it said. He left anyways, being impatient because he had already stayed

an extra twenty minutes because some punk ass kid had decided to run through the store knocking off all the books as he went. When Merlin had

tried to pick them all up using his magic, half of them exploded, sending the pages flying everywhere. Roxas was the one who had to pick them up.

He unlocked his bike from the front of the store, and got on it, wanting to get out of there as quickly as possible. As he pedeled away, the wind

rushed through his hair, and billowed his shirt. He loved to go fast. He whipped around a corner, and he slowed as little as possible, yet still made

the turn. He had been riding for as long as he can remember. He loved sports that involved speed, and sometimes danger. His twin, Sora, liked more
laid back things like swimming, and reading. The thought of his beloved twin made him go faster, if he didnt, he was going to be late for something..

He couldnt remember, but to Sora, it was important.

"Shit." Roxas cursed silently under his breath. He could see that the store down the street was having a sale, and a large group of people and cars

were just outside, taking up his riding path. He took a quick turn right, knowing that he wouldnt have time to stop and walk through the people, he

decided to take this short cut. He had only ever taken it once before, because he didnt like the feeling that it gave him. He kept going, keeping his

eyes on the road, not wanting to accedentally miss his turn, and end up staying on this creepy road. He saw the turn, and relaxed a little. He slowed
just a tad again, and whipped around this corner. Before he knew what was happening, he was looking at the sky, and he could feel no bike

underneath him. He blinked, as everything seemed to be happening in slo-mo.

"Holy Fuu-." THUD. Roxas landed on his back. Hard. When he opened his eyes, he was blinded by dazzaling lights. He closed them again, to make

the world clearer. As he lay there he thought he heard something. Then again.

"HEY IM TALKING TO YOUU!!" Yelled a voice that made Roxas cringe. This voice seemed concerned.

"Uh, yeaa?" Roxas replied, trying again to open his eyes. This time he could see. There was a boy, who looked about seventeen sitting on the

ground next to where Roxas lay. He had brilliant red hair, that seemed to stand on end as though he had been electrocuted, and he had two purple

dimond tattoos, one under each of his emerald colored eyes.

"Are you ok? You fell pretty hard, and on me too." Said the redhead, who was rubbing his arm. Roxas flexed, making sure everything worked before

he tried to sit up.

"Yea I think i'm good," he pushed himself up to a sitting postion. "Are you?" He saw that this redheaded boy had been the cause of his accident. The
redhead looked at Roxas, and rolled his eyes.

"Yea I'm good. You in a hurry?" The redhead asked mockingly, then he motioned to Roxas's bike, which was stuck in a tree. Roxas sighed.

"He is going to kill me." He said under his breath.

"Who?" The redhead asked, still sitting on the pavement.

"Oh, my brother, Sora, Im supposed to be meeting him for something important and Im already running late..." Roxas stopped himself.

Why am I telling this to a random stranger?
He thought to himself. The redhead stood.

"Well do you want a ride?" The redhead asked, he pointed to his motorcycle that was parked on the other side of the street. Roxas looked at it for a
moment, then looked back at the redhead.

"Sure, if you dont mind." Roxas had always wanted to ride a motorcycle. The redhead glided over to the bike, and got on, covering his crimson hair

with a black helmet. Roxas noticed that the black bike, black helmet, and black jacket and pants that the redhead was wearing, had flames on them.

Roxas got up and walked over to the bike. The redhead turned to him.

"I dont have an extra helmet, but im extra careful, especially with a passanger!" Roxas looked at the bike, knowing that he had to get home quickly,

but did he really trust a stranger. Hell Yea!! He got on the back, and the redhead looked over his should.

"By the way, my name is Axel." He reved the engine, "Oh, and you might want to hold on." He pushed the gas and they shot forwards. Roxas yelled

and wrapped himself tightly around Axel's waist so he wouldnt fall.

Through the ride Roxas told Axel the directions. When they arrived on Roxas's street he told Axel to slow down.

"Here, right here." Roxas pointed over Axels shoulder to the red bricked house.