Be My Escape
Chapter: 1
Roxas sighed and allowed his head to drop onto his desk with a thud.
Their History teacher; Haruka-sensei, was prattling on about crime and punishment in the 1800's.
Usually Roxas would be wide awake, eager to learn and totally absorbed in the world's history, but today was different.
Today Roxas could barely keep his eyes open, he was more than just tired. He felt drained completely of energy.
A sudden kick at the back of Roxas' chair jerked him awake. He snapped his head around and saw Matt; his best friend since Kindergarden, snikkering away.
The blonde couldn't help but smile and shake his head softly. As he turned back in his seat a scrunched up ball of paper landed perfectly in the middle of his desk with a soft crunch.
After stealing a quick glance at Haruka-sensei; who had his back to the class and was busy writing on a large chalk board, Roxas unfolded the ball of paper.
'Dude! What's up with you?
You NEVER fall asleep in class!
I'll be getting Cloud to lecture you if you carry on! Haha!'
Roxas grabbed a pen and began to scribble on the back of the note that Matt had just thrown at him.
'It's nothing! Don't worry!
I'm fine, grrr don't tell my brother! He'd kill me!
No, scratch that. He'd SLAUGHTER me and then bring me back to clean up the mess!'
After another quick glance in his teacher's direction Roxas launched the paper over his shoulder; hoping that it would land on Matt's desk.
Moments later a fresh piece of paper landed before him, Roxas flattened it out on his desk.
'Haha! Oh thank god! Only five minutes left! Then free period! =D!'
Roxas quickly turned his head and grinned at his friend before getting ready to shove his things into his bag.
Haruka-sensei handed out the classes homework for the day before dismissing them as the school bell chimed.
Matt ran to catch up with Roxas as he exited the classroom.
"So what's up?" Matt slung an arm over the blonde's shoulders.
"The ceiling." Roxas retorted with a smirk.
The brunette grumbled before dragging Roxas down into a loose headlock.
"C'mon pretty boy! Spill!"
"Okay okay!" Roxas held up his hands in surrender, "I'm just not sleeping. Nightmares I guess."
Matt released Roxas from his grip, his playful expression replaced with one of concern.
"Is everything okay at home?"
"Sure. Everythings fine." Roxas lied as he stopped in front of his locker and began to unlock it.
"Fine?" Matt leaned against the cool metal of another locker, "You know I don't believe you right?"
With a shrug Roxas put away a few of his books before pushing the locker door shut, " When do you 'ever' believe me?" he chuckled.
"Yeah there's a point..." Matt mumbled as he pulled his goggles over his eyes; something he always wore no matter the weather or occassion, "Right. I need a smoke. Come on."
During their free periods Matt and Roxas would usually lounge around outside on the school field.
The two teens were busy lying beneath a large sakura tree; which had not yet bloomed.
They'd only been outside for about ten minutes, and Matt had already smoked five cigarettes.
"You shouldn't smoke so much you know." Roxas mumbled, he was lying with his arms folded behind his head and his eyes closed.
Matt on the other hand way half lying half sitting against the large tree, "Yeah well...I can't smoke during class so I'm making up for lost time." he sighed before lighting up another cigarette.
"Have you heard from Cloud lately?" Matt asked as he blew rings of smoke out of his mouth.
Roxas shrugged, "I'm supposed to be going over tonight."
Cloud was Roxas' older brother, he'd moved out a few years back and was now living with his lover; Leon.
Roxas didn't usually see his brother much nowadays, especially with school, work and home.
"They doing alright?"
Roxas nodded, "They're both working two jobs each, plus college, so they're pretty busy. It'll be nice to see Cloud though."
With a grin Matt sat upright, "Tell ya what, how about when you're done at their place you come over mine? Mello bought me this killer game the other day!"
Mello was Matt's boyfriend, a couple of years older than the two, and he wasn't in school or college. But even though he was between jobs and struggling to get by he'd always go out of his way to spend time with Matt or buy him things.
'I wonder what it's like to have someone love you like that?' Roxas wondered absent mindedly before shaking his head to bring himself back to reality.
"Oh, yeah sure. I don't think I can stay though. Dad'll want me home."
The brunette grumbled, "Oh yes, father beckons!" he threw his arms up dramatically.
"When are you gonna stop letting him control you?"
"He...doesn't control me..." Roxas mumbled as he propped himself up on his elbows.
"Oh like hell he doesn't! Come on Roxas, you know I've always said you can come stay at my place."
By now Roxas had sat up fully, and had his back to his friend, "You know I can't leave him. He's not exactly in the best frame of mind."
Roxas' father was an alcoholic, and had been ever since his mother had died twelve years ago.
Matt pushed himself away from the large tree that he was leaning against, and crawled towards the blonde. "Here." he grumbled as he shoved the remaining bit of his cigarette into Roxas's mouth, "Always makes me feel better."
"Ugh!" Roxas instantly spat the cigarette onto the grass, "Don't be gross!" he scolded Matt in a playful manner.
The two laughed with eachother, and gently pushed one another over.
Roxas cherished times like this, they were perfect.
Laughing, joking, feeling nothing but pure happiness. They were worth cherishing, because they didn't always last.
'And they don't last, because otherwise we'd take them for granted.' The blonde thought as he laughed alongside his friend.
