Whoot!
I finally got down to starting an Axel//Roxas fic!

:D
I'm so verrrry proud of meself.
lol

I've had this idea stuck in my head probably sense I ended 'Who are you?'.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the charries from Kingdom Hearts I/II, nor did I create the game.

YAOI.

Need I say more?

Those who don't like,
DON'T READ.

I shouldn't have to tell you more then once,
lol

NO HATERS PLEASE!!

I know that there are people that have very Strong morals,
but so do I!
I believe in the RIGHT TO LOVE, and the LOVE DOES NOT DISCRIMINATE!

A Flicker of the Flame
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For Roxas' brother, nothing was spared. His mother had baked only his favorite cake along with cookies and other sweets. Of corse he had all his friends over. He probably knew more people then Roxas had ever talked to.
Twilight Town wasn't all that small. The only home the two brothers had ever known.
Sora was turning 17, a mile marker their mom called it. It was the start of his last year as a teen...
Roxas, was already 18. Not that they had made a big deal out of it. His birthdays were always kept quiet.
He didn't like big crowds, and wasn't one that got along with more then one person at a time mostly.
It had been that way ever sense Sora and he were younger.
When /He/ was Roxas' best friend.

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-Flash back-

A small 11 year old Roxas, followed closely by 10 year old Sora, ran to the playground.
Roxas had already learned to skateboard, and loved to skate in front of the small park in their neighborhood.

One day, Roxas was skating while Sora was playing on the playground equipment.
Roxas skidded to a halt when he heard Sora cry out.
Running over to his slightly younger brother, the Blonde noticed Sora was crying.
Sora had fallen down while trying once again to swing on the monkey bars.
Roxas helped him up, brushing him off.

Roxas frowned slightly, "You should be more careful." He told him.
Sora looked like he had gotten scolded instead of helped as Roxas ran off to skate again.
He would never tell Roxas the reason why he always fell, or hurt himself, was because he wouldn't pay attention to him otherwise.

When Roxas was busy skating,
a taller red-headed kid came.

His hair was such a bright color, that Roxas thought it was on fire at first.

When Sora called out next, Roxas stopped once again to come and see what was wrong.
Only to find a damp-faced Sora laughing lightly as the flaming red-head gently poked his stomach.

When the red-head looked up, bright green eyes met with soft blue ones.
The two wouldn't be far from each other for years to come.

A few years down the road, Roxas now 15, was walking along with the same flaming red-head after school.
Sora came running after, trying to catch up.
Roxas turned, yelling at him to go with his own friends and leave him alone.
Sora's best friend, Kairi was there to be his shoulder as the brunette turned and left, tears in his eyes.
To Roxas, Sora was just to clingy.
They were both teens now, he didn't need him hanging around all the time...

Roxas' friend now elbowed him slightly.

"You know..."
He began, waving a hand slightly and sighing.
"Sometimes I wish I had a little brother."

Roxas looked up, cocking an eyebrow.
"......Axel?"
He said the others name.
He had never known his friend to mention wishes.
He had always said there was no point in wishing.
They never came true.

Axel smiled that smirk of his.
"Maybe you're lucky, to have a brother that wants to spend time with you."

Roxas shook his head,
"Naw....it's just annoying. I got tired of hanging out with him a long time ago."

This brougt up a chuckle from Axel.
"Yet you never tire of me."
He said, grinning.

Roxas laughed. It was true. Axel was unexpected, like a surprise you got every day just by hanging around him.
He was known for doing what was least expected of him. He was mostly cool headed, but when heated, you didn't want to be the one at the receiving end of his fire-like anger.
He was a great friend, always there when you needed him most.
Always knowing what to say...no matter how strange it came out.
That was why Roxas liked- no, loved to be with him.
Sora was just his brother. Always around..nagging him when he least wanted to be bothered.

Nothing like Axel.

A few years after that day....
Roxas, 17. Sora, 16.
Sora wanted nothing to do with him.
Roxas was glad, at first. Sora would hang out with his own friends....even had a girlfriend. He hardly even spoke to Roxas anymore.
Roxas' birthday was coming in just one week, and already he was excited. He wanted to go out and do so many things that he couldn't do under his mom's reign.
He knew just who he wanted to do them all with, too.
Axel was already 18, almost 19. He had already gone out and partied, drank, and smoked.
Roxas was envious. Though when he asked Axel for a cigarette once, he was surprised when Axel told him a firm 'No'.

"You can smoke when your 18."
He told him, with a small smile.

For some odd reason, Axel never showed to his birthday.
Everyone else that had been invited...Hayner, Olette- who was going out with Sora, Pence...They all came, and others too.
But no Axel.

Roxas worried for days, constantly trying to get a hold of Axel. Calling, texting, email...you name it.
No Axel.

-end flash back-

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Roxas shook his head, grabbing his skateboard as he headed out the front door.
No one would notice he was gone until after the party anyway...Not that it mattered.
He had his own apartment now, a small place about 6 blocks from his folks house.
It was over a year now sense he had lost contact with Axel. He never could figure out why his best friend would leave him like that, so out to dry.
It pained him to this day to think about him.
Yet, today, he couldn't get him out of his head.

Roxas skated down to that small little park where he and his brother once played together...
where he had first met Axel.
He kicked his skateboard against a tree, and sat down on the end of a slide.

On the side of the slide, scratched into its surface, was his name along with Axel's.

They had done it as a way of marking it as theirs. As a place that would always belong to them.

As Roxas ran his fingers over those etched letters....
Tears started to flow silently down his cheeks.

"....Axel..."
He whispered hoarsely,
"Where did you go?"

Roxas had lost his interest in smoking after Axel was gone, therefor hating the smell of it.
A whiff of smoke hit his nostrils as he whiped his eyes lightly.
Looking up, he saw someone in a long black leather coat, standing against the tree where his skateboard was.
Not that he needed his skateboard smelling like smoke.

Roxas got up, sighing in an irritated way as he headed over to the tree and the cancer-stick sucking guy.

"Hey, you. You mind? It's a kids park. Don't need you giving cancer to kids besides yourself."
Roxas said in a smart-mouth sort of tone.

The man chuckled, "It's only second hand smoke...besides, I don't see any little kids here."
The man didn't look at Roxas as he took another long puff.

Roxas leaned down and grabbed his skateboard.
"How do you know I'm not?"
He asked as he stood.
He was in a bad mood, and this guy was getting the brunt of it.

The man stood still for a moment, his cigarette ash dropping to the ground.
"...Because, You'd be....what? 18 now? I'd say a big boy at least."

Roxas stood ridged,
"How the hell do you know...?"
He asked, Narrowing his eyes.

"What? Forgotten my voice already?"
The man asked, reaching up to pull back his hood.

Roxas gasped, tears welling in his eyes all over again.
"....A-Axel....."
He said breathlessly as he took a step towards him.

Axel chuckled slightly, waving a hand.
"In the flesh."
He chucked his now dead cigarette.

Roxas didn't know what to think.
Exept he was pissed.
"You Bastard."
He said, gritting his teeth as he dropped his board to the ground.

Axel held up his hands,
"Now, I know you might be a little ticked....but is there really need for name-calling?"
He said, his smile faltering.

Roxas clenched his fists as he took another small step foreword.
"...You left me, not saying a word. You never came.....I didn't hear a thing about you...no one would tell me...."
He almost choked out.

Axel came to him and wrapped him in a hug.
"I'm sorry, Rox. I was having some...problems. Ones that I didn't need to get you mixed up in."
He said, hoping against hope that the Blonde didn't totally hate him now.

Roxas didn't hug him back, still standing ridged as tears rolled down his face.
On top of that, it started to rain.
Almost right away, his cell phone rang.

When he wouldn't answer his phone, Axel reached into his pocket and shut off the ringing flip phone without another thought.
Roxas didn't put up much of a fight as Axel led him to his car, letting him in the passenger side.

Roxas didn't do more then buckle up as Axel got in and started the engine.
He didn't even ask where they were going.

Axel drove in silence, only soft rock music played on the radio.
They drove for what seemed to Roxas like hours before pulling into the parking lot of an apartment complex.

Roxas let out a soft gasp,
"You live here?"
He asked, seeing his own car only a few feet away.

Axel gave him a sheepish smile.
"I moved in here from my old place a few months ago..."
He ran a hand through his hair as the rain pelted the car in which they sat.
"Your brother had told me you lived here."

Roxas now looked over at his old friend.
"...So you've been living in the same complex, and never came to see me?"
He asked with a small questioning look.

Axel looked down,
and it was the first time that Roxas had ever seen him look really unsure.
"...I didn't think you'd ever want to see me again, after what I did to you."
He said, fingering the zipper of his jacket.
"I had fallen in with a few shady guys...started doing some coke and other shit. Ended up getting in pretty deep. I had to get out of it....and I had to get help. I didn't want to drag you down with me, so I stayed away from you."

Roxas reached over and took Axel's hand gently,
"Ax, you should have told me...I would have been there for you."
He said, no longer feeling mad at him.
He had a feeling it was something like that. Though being the way he was, he had been waiting for Axel to tell him himself.

Axel gave Roxas hand a squeeze back.
"I know that now."
He said softly.

The air in the car had turned suddenly warmer, and Roxas felt his throat grow tight.
He couldn't say another word as Axel leaned in toward him, his green eyes flashing between Roxas' own blue ones, and the Blonde's lips.
Roxas knew what was coming...
He only wondered one thing as the red-head's lips met his own.
How had it gotten like this?

It was soft, sweet, and full of something Roxas hadn't felt before.
He had never had anyone but Axel when he was younger. So he supposed that's the way it was meant to be.
That he hadn't needed a girlfriend as long as he had Axel.
Even after Axel 'left', he didn't reach out for one. He didn't feel the need to. Not that one had even caught his eye.

As Axel pulled away, his looked apologetic.
"I'm sorry."
He said softly, his face inches away from the Blonde's.

Roxas blushed slightly,
"Hey, I'm not mad anymore."
He chuckled, giving the hand he still held a firm squeeze.

The blonde sighed as he shut his door.

So many thoughts ran through his mind....it was like grand central station at rush hour.

He could only flop onto his bed and cover his eyes with the hand that Axel's room number and cell were written on.
Then touching his lips.

Why had he kissed him?
They had never been like that....
Sure they had talked about being bi..and partial to guys at that, but never doing anything like that with each other.
Roxas wasn't complaining though.
He had felt something...almost like a spark that snaked through his whole body the moment their lips first had contact.
There was no other way he could explain it.

For most of the night,
all he could do was stare at his phone.
Almost willing it to ring.
Fully unsure what he would say if it was him...

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teehee.

:)

I'm proud of myself big time now.
It's so cute!

I hope it came out as well as I thought it did!

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-Sora