Whoot

Disclaimer: Don't Own KH! Just my thoughts...and this laptop im working on =D

.:Chapter One: Reunited:.

B-eep! B-eep! B-eep!

A hand shot out and slammed against the annoying alarm clock on the bed side table, effectively knocking off a empty pop can and the owner's cell phone. A soft groan emitted from the blood red lump of covers on the queen-sized bed. Slowly a full head of messy flaming red hair came out as a thin, lean but very well toned muscular body sat up, letting the blankets fall to his waist.

The red-head shivered a little bit due to the arctic-cold air coming from the air conditioning; why it was set so low, he didn't know. Rubbing his face to wake himself up, the red-head would have fallen asleep if his alarm clock hadn't decided to go off again. This time he snatched the clock off the side-table, yanked it out of the socket, and threw it across the room. Grinning in a sick, satisfied way, the teen slid out of bed, leaning over to grab his cell phone and place it back where the alarm clock had been.

The male slowly shuffled over to his desk and hit the power button on his laptop that was still flipped open. Over the soft hum of the technology he could hear faint scratches at his door. He sauntered over just in time to hear a soft feline cry before he opened the door. A small blur of black and gray swiftly entered the room and jumped up onto his bed. He chuckled softly and smirked as he went over to pet the cat.

"Good morning to you too, Smokey." He grunted as the cat swatted at him and grumbled a meow before streaking out on the bed where the sun was shining the brightest. Shaking his head he went over to his computer and plopped into the chair. His fingers flew over the keyboard as he typed in the url for myspace and then his email and password. He smiled as his browser finally loaded his home page, displaying a pic of himself doing a gangster peace sign with a fancy back ground he did in Photoshop CS4. Scrolling down, he noticed that he had a new bulletin from his favorite band CrossRoads.

Deciding to click on the link he was redirected to the groups web site http: / www. CrossRoads . com / (An: is a real site I checked lol its a site for driving XD) The first thing that poped out at you was a full wide scanned picture of the band.

Its lead singer, Roxas Fujimora, was standing tall for a five foot nothing blond, looking down menacingly at the camera with his arms crossed over his chest. He had spiky blond hair, bright but narrow blue eyes and a lean body feature. He wore a black fish-net shirt with an open black vest with white-checkered edging and a pair of dark blue skinny jeans paired with converse.

Behind him stood two girls to his right and left, one with short cranberry-red hair and the other with short bleach blond hair that was seemingly natural. They both wore low cut dresses, the redhead wearing a dark pink with a bunch of zippers and the blond with a pure white dress that fluttered against her knee caps. They where the almost identical twins, Kairi and Namine Hakuraie.

Then completely behind Roxas but not totally hidden were two other boys. Sora Fujimora and Riku Kimimaru. Sora was Roxas' almost identical twin as well with his spiky brown hair and blue eyes. He was wearing a black tee that had the sleeves ripped off and the holes for his arms almost down to his waist but still connecting the shirt to stay on and black skinny jeans. Riku was Sora's boyfriend, and with his pin straight silver hair and aqua eyes, everyone could see why Sora loved him. The silver haired male was wearing a white wife-beater and white tripp pants with black stitching and chains that hung off around his hips.

With Roxas on main vocals, Namine played on the keyboard, Kairi on bass, Sora on drums and Riku on electric guitar, CrossRoad was an amazing punk-rock band. Axel grinned and saved the obviously new photo to his computer before scrolling down more. Under said picture was a banner that read "Port Royal Concert 05/03". Axel got excited quickly and looked at his calendar. It was only April 29th, a Monday. That would mean that the concert would be on that following Friday. Axel tore from his computer and ran to get dressed. IF he was lucky they'd still have tickets left for the show and Axel didn't want to waist time getting one.

Half way down the stairs, Axel was pulling on a pair of combat boots as his cat, Smokey, weaved between his feet trying to make him trip. He laughed as the cat did an imitation grumble when he made it safely down the steps and flew past the kitchen to the door for his skateboard.

"Morning Axel, where you off to so quickly?" Came a voice from said kitchen. Axel having not the heart to just run out with out answering, went back to said kitchen with a shit-eating grin on his face.

"Good morning, ma. I'm off to buy tickets to the CrossRoads concert." He answered happily, running a hand through his still messy red hair. The blond women smiled affectionately at her son and giggled.

"Do you even have your wallet on you, hon?" She wondered from behind her coffee mug as she leaned against the kitchen counter with a smile.

"My...wallet! Crap, no! Thanks, mom!" he cried as he once again rushed back up the stairs for his wallet and his cellphone seeing as his wallet was always kept in his bed side table drawer. When he got back down stairs to the kitchen his mother was closing a cabinet door and was holding a to go cereal bar in her hand. Axel smiled and went over to her, kissing her on the cheek as he grabbed the bar.

"Thanks, mom. I'll call you on my way back, okay?" He smiled. The blond women returned his smile, gently cupping one of his cheeks in her hand. She faintly ran her thumb over the triangle scar on his cheek.

"Okay, hon. Don't forget to call Demyx too. I'm sure he'll want to get one as well." She said softly, pecking him on the opposite cheek with an identical scar. Axel smiled and nodded before rushing out of the house. Throwing down his skateboard, he jumped on and sped down the sidewalk as he pulled out his phone and called his kindergarten friend.

"Hello?" came a groggy reply.

"Demyx! Wake up dude! We've gotta get tickets!" Axel exclaimed, jumping the curb and skating out to the street.

"Axel? It's fucking 8 in the morning! Why are you calling me about tickets?" Demyx grumbled, not being a morning person when it came to summer time.

"CrossRoads dude! They're playing here on friday! We need to-"

"CrossRoads? Why didn't you say that before? I'll meet you there!" Demyx interrupted him and said excitedly before hanging up on the pyro to get dressed. Axel laughed at his phone as he slid the razor back into his pocket. On the way there he pulled out the to go breakfast bar his mom gave him and gobbled that up in five seconds. Half way to the ticket station that sold every ticket for anything going on in Port Royal, his cell went off with a small clip of a CrossRoads song.

'I watch the bubbles pass

As I'm sinking fast

to the depths of the ocean blue

I always thought would you

Care if I just disappeared

with out a clue'

Axel struggled to get his cell that had fallen to the deepest part of his pocket, trying not to trip off his board as he skidded to a stop on the sidewalk.

"Yes, Demyx?" He asked as he flipped it open.

"Where are you, dude?"

"The corner of Decor St. and N. Hemisphere. Why where are you?" The red head asked as he looked around the roads before taking off again down the walk.

"I'm on my way towards Decor St, off of Walker Dr. I'll meet you there!" The blond said happily before hanging up on the pyro once more.

"Geez...does anybody say good bye anymore?" Axel muttered, putting the cell back into his pocket. He kicked up his skateboard and held it to his side while he waited for his blond friend on the corner. Going through his text messages as he waited he found some alerts from his facebook about the tickets and just shook his head. Placing his phone back into his pocket he looked at the treks on his skateboard, wondering if he should get a new axle or not, chuckling softly. Ten minutes later his Mohawk friend showed up, a wide grin on his face, his breath lost from the speed he took to get to him.

"About time, knuckle head. What did you do, walk your board?" Axel teased with a grin. Demyx chuckled and shook his head, playfully punching him in the shoulder.

"Yeah, yeah, not every one is as fast as you on a board." He shook his head, kicking his own board up and shoving it under his arm. "Lets go get us some CrossRoads' tickets." He said excitedly before racing down the sidewalk on foot. Axel shook his head and chuckled, running after his blond friend.

-At Axels Home-

Ring Ring Ring Rin-

"Hello, Sinclair residence, Rikku speaking." the blond women answered the phone with an energetic smile, having finished her coffee about twenty minutes ago.

"Hey, mom! Its me." a deep voice came from the phones receiver.

"Good morning, Sweetheart, when will you be arriving?" She smiled, looking up to a picture of her and Axel that was hung above the small table that was in the hall.

"Soon, hopefully. Rude's really reckless when he's driving, especially a tour bus." The male giggled softly on the other line.

"That's good. I'll see you when you get here."

"Of course ma, talk to you later. Love you." The male said gently before hanging up after she responded.

-On the tour bus-

"God, I can't wait to see my brother..." The male said, stuffing his cell in his pocket.

"Who's your brother, Reno?" A girl sitting on the bus asked.

"Axel. He's my baby brother, but i don't know if he remembers me that much. He was 8 when I left." The redhead said shrugging as he plopped down next to her.

"I'm sure he'll be happy to see you." She smiled and squeaked as Rude ran over another pothole.

-TBC-

whoot tell me what you think so far, tried to make it short so it wouldn't be troublesome to read =D