Akuroku

Main Side: Soriku Side-side: HaynerxSeifer

Rated M: Due to explicit language and sexual content

Macrocosm: The universe considered as a whole

Roxas didn't expect anything amazing from high school, but seeing that it was finally his senior year, he had secretly hoped something would happen. Yet here he was, walking through the halls of his school, backpack over his shoulder and skateboard in hand with a look of complete weariness on his face. It had been two months since school had let in and Roxas had been breezing through his classes. None of them mattered at this point, all he had were elective classes, well elective classes and one English class. Period 6 AP English with Mr. X, if there was one teacher everyone feared on Sunset High's campus it was him. Thankfully Roxas had his best friend, Hayner Andrews, in the class so things could have been worse.

The blond rounded the corner catching sight of a cluster of cheerleaders and contemplated turning away before he was spotted. There was only one girl on the squad who ever caught the blonde's eye- and heart, but the one who desperately wanted both was always a good enough reason to turn away. Olette Sarah, Roxas' best female friend and part time mother, was the squad's cheery captain while her best friend Namine Daniels was her co captain. Before Roxas could get away a chorus of "Hi, Roxas!" rang out. All the girls' eyes were on him but as captain of the varsity soccer team, Roxas couldn't show how awkward it made him feel.

"Greetings females, looking lovely as usual. Olette, should I tell the others that you aren't spending lunch with us?"

Olette gasped in mock horror, "I can't abandon my boys, even for my girls. I'll see you guys at practice tonight, let's go Rox!" The two linked arms as they walked the rest of the way to the cafeteria, and strolled over to their usual table to join their friends. Olette took her usual seat next to Pence and exchanged a hello kiss, and Roxas took his seat next to Hayner. Hayner made a show of gagging at Pence and Olette's antics, muttering something about PDA. Pence responded maturely by lobbing a potato chip at the blonde's head. Hayner stuck his tongue out at the chubby brunet and popped the chip in his mouth with a grin. Pence rolled his eyes, but a smile tugged at the corners of his lips.

"So," he leaned forward on the table towards Roxas and Hayner, "everybody available after our after-school enrichment tonight?" He elaborated with finger quotes, "I was thinking we could head over to the skate park, we don't have long before it gets too cold to even think about going again, and who knows if we'll have time this summer."

Hayner shrugged, "I don't have shit going on tonight, Rox? You in?"

"You guys are usually the shit I got going on, so I'm in." Roxas bit into his apple and glanced sideways at Hayner, "Did you find your board? I thought you said you left it at someone's house or something last week." Olette waved at someone approaching from behind Roxas, and without even looking he knew who it was. The blond slumped his shoulders and rolled his eyes as Namine took a seat on the other side of the group's lone female. Pence gave a casual wave while Hayner hit Roxas' leg under the table. Namine simply smiled at everyone around her, but smiled especially broadly at Roxas. Not wanting to be rude the blonds smiled at her in return. The girls began their own conversation to Roxas' relief so he gave his friend his undivided attention, "So who's house was it at man?"

"Aw man," Hayner scratched his cheek, "turns out I had it the whole time, it rolled under my bed and I didn't realize." He shrugged, "but uh, I found it so no biggie." Across the table Pence raised his eyebrows and glanced over at Roxas.

"So anyway, when do you guys get out of practice?" Pence poked suspiciously at the food on his plate with a grimace before pushing it away from himself and snatched a grape from Olette. Hayner groaned and reached for his bag.

"Shit if I know. I think today is an early day though since we don't have any games coming up this week." The blond pulled a folder out of his bag and skimmed through the practice sheets, trying to find the list for October, "we're scheduled to get done at six o' clock. Olette, when are you done tonight?"

The brunette tilted her head in thought for a few seconds before perking back up, "We should be done at 5:45 tonight! Nami and I are planning a new routine for the Homecoming Rally, so practice is shortened until I have something for the girls to actually practice. What about you Love Bug?" Olette affectionately looked at her long time boyfriend and smiled. Roxas on the other hand, made a gagging noise.

"I'm sorry must be the meatloaf fumes from Pence's lunch," Roxas pushed the tray as far away from himself as possible then made the noise again, "No, nope. It's the hetero love going on right before my eyes."

Namine took that moment to speak up, giggling slightly as she looked at Roxas, "Aren't you bi Roxas? That means if you ever date a girl you'll look just as hetero as they do."

The blond took another bite of his apple and chewed before speaking, "You see Namine, I have dated a girl before, and even then it wasn't as bad as these two." Olette threw a grape at Roxas sending him a look that read, "keep talking shit and you're not going out tonight." Roxas chuckled softly and raised his hands in surrender, "I apologize mother."

Pence frowned thoughtfully, "Olette is your mother...does that make me the dad?" He cleared his throat and pointed sternly at Roxas and Hayner, "boys, clean your rooms or you're both grounded."

Hayner batted Pence's hand away, "Pence, buddy..." he began with a sad shake of his head, "you're not the dad, you're just our mom's weirdo boyfriend that thinks he's our new dad." He started to say something else, but instantly closed his mouth when he spotted somebody new approaching their table. He cleared his throat and nudged Roxas with his elbow, "douche alert." He muttered to his friend.

Seifer Almasy sauntered towards the little group with a smirk, he reached over Hayner and plucked up the smaller blond's folder of practice schedules. He smiled around at the group amicably, "why the long faces, lamers? Not happy to see me?" He flicked through Hayner's folder disinterestedly, "was I interrupting an important conversation?"

A scowl almost instantly appeared on Roxas' face, "Yeah you are, so if you'd kindly leave we could get back to it." Seifer Almasy was the small group's sworn enemy since childhood. Anytime he came around it usually lead to trouble, and Roxas was fed up with fighting the other blond. "Aren't we a bit old for all of this Seifer? We're graduating at the end of the year, wouldn't you rather spend your time screwing one of the girls who throw themselves at you instead of bugging us?" Out of the corner of his eye Roxas saw Hayner mirror his expression, things usually got out of hand when it was Hayner against Seifer, so Roxas knew he would have to be the one to step up if the situation called for it.

"Seifer, just leave the boys alone. Go back to your group and do whatever it is you guys do together." Olette felt Pence squeeze her hand. The boys always did their best to shield her from Seifer claiming it was a protective thing, but Olette knew she could take care of herself just fine. The look Roxas gave her however, was his own version of the "shut up or you're not going out tonight look" it was the "be quiet before I have to kick someone's ass for being rude to you" look. Olette may have been the mother of the group, but Roxas was the protector; or well he tried to be.

Seifer sneered, dropping the folder back to the table. He leaned on to the table towards Roxas and Hayner, "I could never get too old to blow hot air up your skirts, ladies." His icy gaze shifted over to Hayner and he smirked, "especially when you look so damn cute when you're angry, pussycat." Hayner propelled himself out of his seat and towards Seifer with a feral growl. He gripped the taller boy by the fabric of his vest and cocked his fist back. Seifer remained unfazed, if not a little amused.

"I'm gonna kick your fuckin' head in if you don't shut your mouth, Seifer." Hayner stared hard at his opponent, who all but laughed in his face. Pence rose slightly out of his chair, casting confused glances at Roxas. Before the situation could escalate too much further, Seifer pried Hayner's hand off of him and heaved him back into his chair. Backing up, he smoothed out his clothes and chuckled.

"No need to be so vulgar, fairy-boy." Barely casting a glance at the Roxas or the others, Seifer waved them off and turned to leave, "try not to miss me too much while I'm gone, lamers."

"Yeah well, stay gone this time jackass," Roxas stared after the retreating figure anger boiling within him. "Why us? Why has it always been us he went after? I remember playing in the sandbox and that jerk dumping a bucket on either my or Hayner's head! He just, pisses me off so much!"

Olette reached across the table and put her hand over Roxas' clenched fist, "Calm down, Rox, he's gone. Do you want me to go get Sora? He usually calms you down or how about some ice cream? Hmm?" The agitated male did what his actual mother taught him to do when he felt himself having an emotional out lash, breathing in for five seconds then breathing out for the same amount of time. Roxas as well as those close to him were used to his emotional outbursts, but that didn't make them any less troublesome.

"No, I'm fine. No overprotective twin brother or ice cream needed. Let's just go back to planning tonight's skate session. Hayner and I will just meet you two at the skate park after we're out of practice, or uh, you three? Namine are you joining us?" The blond girl pursed her lips in a small frown.

"I wish I could but I have plans with my mom after practice tonight. Next time, for sure! We can plan an outing or something!" Olette smiled brightly at Namine and the two of them started planning out an outing for the five of them to embark on another day. Roxas however decided to angrily munch on his apple before looking over at Hayner. "You can't get into any fights this year remember? Couch said he'd kick you off the team, then what am I gunna do without a co-captain who acts like he is the only captain? You'll have to join the newspaper with Pence and he will officially be your father." Hayner grinned at Roxas and shrugged.

"C'mon, Pence would love to have me on the newspaper. I could be in charge of like...weather or some shit."

The brunet grimaced and reached for his backpack, "no thanks, man. I've edited your papers for English, I don't think I can take on that much work all the time." Pence rose from his seat and pecked Olette on the cheek, "I'll see you guys later, I've gotta get some work done on an article. Good luck at practice tonight!" Hayner waved him off and reached over Roxas to snatch at one of Olette's carrot sticks.

"Yeah, yeah we'll be sure to fill you in on all the asses we kicked out on the field." He winked at Roxas, "Can't let the newbies think we're getting slow in our old age, right?"

"I swear, if that kid with the bowl haircut calls me "Grandpa" again today his face is going to become really friendly with the ball." Roxas grabbed one of Hayner's chips and inspected it thoughtfully. "I'm thinking for my next body mod another tattoo. Thoughts?"

"Is that how you're going to counter growing up Roxas? Body modifications?" Olette's mom voice always came out when Roxas voiced his thoughts about getting more holes in his body or another tattoo. The blond was merely 18 and already had spider bites, an eyebrow piercing, slightly stretched ears,and the roman numeral 13 on the nape of his neck. What could he say, Roxas liked looking different, and the slight pain of it all was sort of addictive. Also the fact his parents supported any decision he made, made it quite a bit easier; except the tattoo, that had gotten him grounded for a few months simply because he had gone behind his parents' back for it while underage.

Before Roxas could respond however Namine interjected with another giggle, "I don't know Oly, I think Roxas is cute with his mods. It's so edgy bad boy." Hayner hit Roxas under the table again, and the blond just felt his face heat up in a blush. Roxas may not have had any romantic feelings for Namine, but someone calling him cute was something that would always be unsettling for the small blond.

"Uh, Hayner we have a thing too, don't we? A soccer thing? Shouldn't we get going to that?" Hayner laughed and stood up, slinging his bag over his shoulder.

"We sure do, we wanna get there early so Coach doesn't bitch us out again." He grabbed Roxas by the bicep and guided him out of the cafeteria in a haste. Once clear of their friends Hayner cleared his throat, "So now we've got an hour to kill if we ditch study hall." He smirked, "my car is out in the parking lot, you busy?"

Roxas smirked at his long time friend and started heading toward the back exit of the school where senior parking was, "As long as we're not near Little Miss Sunshine I don't care too much what we do. What do you have in mind?" The blonds strolled lazily towards the exit and were out in the open air before anyone could notice where they were headed. Hayner swung his keys around one finger as they approached his run-down blue minivan, affectionately named Tin Man. He shrugged and wiggled his eyebrows at Roxas.

"Well," he began, tugging open the door to the van, "I'm all outta bud, but I was thinking we could head over to the usual spot, have ourselves a little pre-workout before practice." He plucked a box of cigarettes from the middle console of the van and offered one to Roxas.

"But if you don't think you can handle that, old man, I'd totally understand."

Roxas took a cigarette from the box and rolled his eyes, "Call me old man again and you can kiss our "workout sessions" goodbye asshole, actually let's just take the box. I don't want to hear you bitch about us messing up your cigarette and you taking mine cuz I hate to see a damsel in distress." The smirk on Roxas' face only broadened as Hayner locked his car and threw the pack at him. Once securely in his backpack the boys set off towards the baseball field talking about nothing in particular and never walking above a casual stroll.

The boys had been doing this for a while now and knew for a fact they wouldn't get caught, the only people who went went to the clearing in the woods behind the field were stoners and the only request they had of the blonds was to smoke their cancer sticks in one of the hideaways in the clearing. The hideaways were spots where no one could smell or see them from any distance, there were three known of in the clearing, and it was the perfect place for the two boys to be alone. Casual nods were exchanged as the blonds walked past some stoners and made their way to their own private clearing and put their stuff in the farthest corner they could manage.

Roxas turned to his friend and cocked his pierced eyebrow, "Well?" Hayner took a last drag off his cigarette and tossed it over his shoulder.

"Well…" Hayner smirked, "shut the fuck up." He swiped the still burning filter from Roxas's fingers and swept it aside as he all but tackled the blond to the ground. Before Roxas could get a word out about his partner's less than gentle methods, Hayner silenced him with a hard kiss, letting his hands roam beneath Roxas's shirt. He moved from the blond's mouth to his neck, "who's turn is it this time?" He muttered, in between small nips at his friend's shoulders.

Roxas felt his cheeks start to burn as Hayner teased his skin with his mouth, "Mmm, your turn to top." That was all Hayner needed to hear apparently because as soon as Roxas said that, teasing turned into biting and Hayner was working his shirt off over his head. Roxas licked his lips before Hayner went in for another rough kiss and started to grind their hips together. A small moan escaped the boy on his back and the airy laughter from the one straddling him was reason enough for Roxas to roll his eyes and tug off Hanyer's shirt. Roxas pulled the other boy closer to him and bit not-too-softly at his neck, leaving red blotches wherever his mouth went and sucking hard whenever he thought Hayner was getting a little too quiet.

"Easy." Hayner hissed through his teeth as he tugged hard at Roxas's belt, "I don't wanna have to try to explain a bunch of hickies later." Tugging one last time on the nuisance of a belt, Hayner pushed his palm against the bare chest beneath him, using his other hand to tease at the waistband of the blonde's pants. He gave a lopsided grin and leaned down to continue his oral assault down towards Roxas's belly button. He paused and prodded at the zipper of his captive's pants. "You're just too cute when I got you like this, Roxie."

"Shut the fuck up," Roxas couldn't help but practically growl at his best friend, he knew very well patience was a virtue the smaller male did not have, and that teasing him would only lead to more aggressiveness. "Come on Hayner give me what I want already, I never tease you this bad when we have a time limit." It was Hayner's turn to cock an eyebrow and the smile he gave Roxas was one of pure lust, "Oh god, you're not gunna make me beg are you?"

"It couldn't hurt." Hayner mumbled, he kneaded at Roxas's erection with a barely concealed smirk, "C'mon Roxie, convince me to help you out here." He lowered himself down to pull at the blonde's boxers with his teeth, "we don't got all day, and soccer with a boner sounds like a real pain in the ass."

"You would know about pain in the ass," Hayner's mouth went over Roxas' hard on ever so slightly and the blond couldn't control how his hips bucked slightly. "Oh fuck it, come on Hayner please? I want it, god you know how much I want it...please?" Whether the blond was red due to shame or lust was beyond him, all he knew was Hayner was finally pulling his boxers down, inch by inch, clearly torturing him. "You're one sadistic fuck you know that?" Hayner responded by taking Roxas's length fully in his mouth, pushing the blonde's hips down as he bucked up in surprise. He raised himself up and made quick work of his own pants, a sudden sense of urgency overcoming him; the time for banter had passed for both blondes. He quickly reached over Roxas for his bag and retrieved a condom and the bottle of lube he'd long since learned to keep with him. He returned to his ministrations on Roxas's cock as he prepared the blonde beneath him. He came up with a final swirl of his tongue and grinned up at his friend.

"Don't I at least get a 'please," Roxie?" He couldn't resist at least one last jab at the squirming boy as he lined himself up.

"Oh my god, just fuck me already!" Roxas' patience had long since expired, either Hayner was going to insert himself in him or Roxas was going to ride him. It was too much, Roxas needed to feel the release and Hayner was being a dick about it as usual. After what felt like an eternity of teasing at his entrance, Roxas finally felt Hayner inserting himself, and not too gently either. "Oh, fuck Hayner," he was going a little too fast and Roxas eyes started to water, but god did it feel good. Roxas was panting slightly and letting out small moans each time Hayner hit a certain spot inside him. Just when Roxas thought he was adjusting to the pleasure he felt Hayner wrap his hand around his cock, still slick from the blowjob from moments ago, and start pumping. If the stoners didn't know what the two boys did when they went out there a few of the more alert ones probably did now, Roxas was doing his best to keep quiet but was finding extremely hard to.

"Shit, Rox." Hayner panted out, "you gotta keep it down." He quickened his pace and muffled Roxas with harsh kisses, broken up as the two tried to catch their breaths. After what felt like ages Hayner gave up trying to quiet his friend and settled on adding to the cacophony with profanities of his own, eventually choking out, "Rox, I'm almost, fuck, almost there." He hastened his hand on Roxas's member, not willing to let himself let go first.

All Roxas could mutter was, "Shit, ah Hayner," which they both knew meant Roxas was about to. The smaller boy felt his friend pound into him hard twice before he actually came and shortly after felt Hayner follow. The two boys lied on the grass, panting slightly, covered in sweat. Roxas stayed on his back as he heard Hayner go into his backpack for what he assumed were for tissues. Hayner was always quick to clean up while Roxas was quick to fall asleep after one of their random hook ups.

It happened about once a month but the boys had never thought much about it. It was just something they had started doing after a make out session gone too far during a stoned night together. They both established that they weren't virgins and that they were horny, so before they realized what was going on Roxas had been on top of Hayner sucking him off. There was never a plan for them to hook up, it just happened, and was just another secret the two of them kept between each other. They figured if they knew the two of them weren't meant to be there was no harm in passing time with the other.

Roxas just lied there until Hayner threw the small packet of tissues at his face, pulling him out of memory lane.

"C'mon, old man, we got go get ready for practice." He kneeled down next to where Roxas lay, cigarette already in his mouth. "Sure hope Lockheart doesn't decide to make us do laps today, huh?" Hayner grinned, "you need any help?"

Roxas sighed and sat up, wincing slightly, "Where the hell did you throw my shirt?" Roxas took a cigarette from the pack and lit it, taking a drag before finding and pulling on his shirt. Once the boys had all of their stuff and exited the hideaway they were thankful to see the clearing empty. "If we do laps I'm going to kill you, and quit calling me old man! I'm what, three months older than you? That's not jack shit." Hayner smile broadly back at Roxas and clasped his hands behind his head.

"I dunno, I think we may be safe today. No big games coming up…" He frowned thoughtfully, "although, we may be running drills…"

The blonde took another hit from his cigarette before responding, "I'll just beg Coach to let me skip running, say I pulled something yesterday. She'll blame my boarding, I'll blame my lack of stretching, blah blah blah. I should have just topped, you would have been the one walking funny instead of me." Roxas scratched the back of his head, "Ah hell, she'll tell Cloud I'm slacking off if I do. Then he'll ask Sora if everything is alright with me here at school then shit will hit the fan and bam, family meeting on "What's wrong with Roxas." Guess I'm running through this, jogging through this, you know what I'm speed walking through this." All the while Roxas rambled, he saw Hayner with a stupid smirk on his face. "You're getting me IHOP after the skate park today, way too much work out and not enough carbs, it'll be a miracle if I can show your ass up at the park tonight." Hayner gawked at his friend, feigning hurt as he put a hand over his heart.

"Roxas, how could you?" He paused as they passed by his car and deposited the carton of cigarettes back into the middle console. He stared back at the school for a moment as Roxas shuffled away from him. "Hey!" He called out, "hang on for a second."

"Nah, you just gotta catch up!" Roxas got on his board and lazily rolled towards the gym. The boys had ten minutes to get there, change, and magically transform into model athletes. Roxas always found it funny he and Hayner ended up being team captains their senior year. Sure they had hoped when they were freshman to one day earn the title, but now that it was theirs, they often found themselves being everything captains shouldn't be; lazy, rude, and often making stupid choices. On the field they were golden, but off the field everyone knew their true colors. "Come on man, Tiffa is gunna have our asses on a plate if we're not out and dressed before everyone else."

Hayner rolled his eyes and jogged after the blonde, "you realize you can't skateboard through workout right?" He flashed his teeth at Roxas. "Although I would like to see Lockheart's reaction to a move like that." Suddenly he stopped and glanced over at Roxas, "I'll race you there." Before his words could be processed he took off in a mad sprint towards the school, laughing like a madman as he went.

Roxas was never one to pass up a bet, so he picked up the pace on his board. Iif Hayner thought he could actually beat him while he was skating, he was crazier than Roxas had ever imagined. In no time at all the blond had caught up to and passed up his friend. "Eat my dust fucker!" Roxas swerved his way through campus getting to the soccer field and almost colliding with his small yet lethal couch, Tiffa Lockheart.

"Roxas, what the hell are you doing?! Off the board now! You should be running like Hayner, he has the right idea!" Roxas suppressed his urge to roll his eyes and got off his board, sending a dirt look Hayner's way when he finally caught up to them.

"Hayner is just a kiss ass Tiffa, you know that."

"Excuse me little boy! It's Coach Lockheart on campus, now go get changed. Oh and I'm probably coming over for dinner tonight, Cloud and I are having a girls night so it's very possible I'll be eating your Snickers ice cream again." This time Roxas did roll his eyes, but with a smile on his face.

"Go for it, I won't be home for dinner though. My group and I are going skating then Hayner is taking me to IHOP. Just get Cloud to replace the ice cream with sea salt popsicles and I'll have no complaints."

"Right-O Kiddo! Now go change, some freshman who's name I still haven't learned is already running some warm up laps so you better hurry and get out there to show him how it's done."

Roxas glanced at Hayner darkly, "Running...yay…" Hayner beamed innocently at Roxas and their coach and saluted lazily.

"Yes ma'am, miss coach! Rox and I were hoping we'd be doing laps today!" He threw his arm around Roxas's shoulders as he ambled towards the locker room, "yessir, we sure do love a good run." Still hanging off of Roxas, Hayner kicked open the door to the locker room, not bothering to release his friend until they were inside. He wasted no time in stripping off his shirt and tossing it to the side. He peered over his shoulder around the locker room and then peeked at Roxas, "so how's about a round two before everybody else gets here?" He prodded at the blonde.

Roxas turned to his friend, already down to his boxers himself. Before Hayner could even blink Roxas slammed him against the lockers and smiled innocently at him. The blonde kissed down the other male's neck biting and licking along the way. Roxas made it a point to have his hands roam his friend's body, pulling on his hair, grasping his butt firmly enough to make him take a sharp inhale of breath, and going as far as to go into his boxers. Roxas didn't let up his sexual assault on his friend until he felt him harden and try to reach for him, then the biting gave way to chuckling. Roxas looked up at his slightly taller friend and gave him the same innocent look he had given him right before he had attacked him, "Have fun playing soccer with a boner!" The blond quickly put his clothes on and decided it was a good idea to put his cleats on once he was actually on the field, and safely away from Hayner.

"Oh fuck you, Roxas!" Hayner cried out as he fumbled around for his clothes, "Soon as I get out there I'm shoving a soccer ball straight up your ass so I sure hope you can run, bitch!" As soon as he was dressed and he managed to hide his budding erection, Hayner high tailed after Roxas, grumbling profanities the whole way. Tifa frowned and hollered after him as he passed.

"Hey! I don't give a damn how you kids talk when you leave but try to keep the language to a minimum out here! I'm not getting fired for being a terrible influence!" Hayner jogged past the coach and waved, "I gotcha, coach! I just gotta teach Roxas a little lesson about respect! Profanities can't be helped!" He picked up his pace before she could respond and darted after Roxas, "alright you little shit get back here!" He cackled wildly as he caught up to his friend, "you know for somebody who bitched so much on the way here you're still pretty quick." Hayner commented as he sidled up alongside Roxas. "Now then…" He cleared his throat, "prepare to get a soccer ball shoved straight up that pretty little ass of yours." Roxas yelped and prepared to speed away but Hayner reached out and caught him around the waist, tackling him down to the turf below.

"Ow! Hayner fuck, why?" Roxas groaned as his friend pinned him down. Hayner didn't respond, instead opting to sit on the smaller blonde and holler after the younger members of the team, demanding that they assist him in their captain's torment.

Off in the distance, the team was assaulted by the shrill screech of Coach Lockheart's dreaded whistle.

"Hayner Andrews!" she bellowed, "I want your ass running laps until your legs fall off, you hear me?" Hayner gawked at her, but jumped to his feet regardless and reached a hand out for Roxas.

"Roxas! Come see me please!" Tifa called across the field. Hayner cast a sorry glance at his friend and took off running back towards the rest of the team. Roxas groaned and limped back across the field towards his coach.

"Sorry about all that coach, it's a long story and-" Tifa cut him off by holding up a hand.

"I don't really give a shit about that, I just like to make Hayner squirm." She nodded at him, "I'm more worried about that limp. You hurt yourself on that damn skateboard, didn't you?" Roxas felt his face redden.

"Uh, no I'm just a little sore from an earlier work out, no worries, coach." He choked out, praying his lie wasn't as obvious as it felt. Tifa eyed him for a moment before tossing her head towards the bleachers.

"Sit this one out, kid. I don't want you pushing yourself too hard and injuring something on my watch."

Roxas blew out a breath and nodded gratefully, "yes, coach. Sorry about that, coach."

Coach Lockheart shrugged, "no worries, kid. But there's no way you're getting that ice cream now." She joked with a wink.

Authors Note: Hello! The Roxas of this duo speaking, just wanted to say thank you to everyone who takes the time to read/check out our story! This is our first collaboration fic and we're really excited to keep it going. Things seem hectic now, and they will continue to be for a while, but we definitely have an ending in mind that'll hopefully make all who read happy. Feel free to rate/review/follow, let us know your thoughts! :)
*The next chapter will kick off the Akuroku feels so prepare yourselves*