((So this is just a prologue. The first chapter will be up in a few days. Let me know what you think though!
Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts.))
It was simple really. All he had to do was finish his college courses, join his father's business, marry a rich woman, and have lots of kids. Easy right? Then why did it all feel so oppressive? He pulled his expensive town car over, and got out. The grey sky threatened to empty on his head, but he ignored it. He walked toward the building he had parked at. The weather damaged sign above it really gave no insight as to of what the building held, but he could care less. He just needed to get away for a while. Pearls, is what the purple and white sign declared, but this torn down building hardly looked like a jewelry store.
Dusting off his polo shirt and khaki pants, our protagonist made his way into the store, only hesitating for a moment after grabbing the handle to the thick black door. Inside, white peeling walls with lacey tapestries and Dari black rugs greeted him. Navy blue curtains hung at the end of the small hall, and no ell went off as he entered.
"Hello?" He called.
"Enter child." A raspy old voice called from the other room. Expecting to find a gypsy scene straight out of Scooby-Doo, he did so. What greeted him was most likely a very not legal store. There were pipes and bongs of all sorts on the left side of the room, piercings and exotic jewelry on the right side, and a big desk in the middle with two doors behind it. The walls were covered in images of tattoos.
"Welcome to Pearl, what can I do for you?" The parrot sitting on a stand behind the desk asked in the same voice that had told him to enter. The protagonist blinked and looked around, not entirely sure what to do now. Before he could think too hard on it though, two arguing people came threw one of the doors behind the desk.
"And I'm telling you I want you the fuck out of my store now! You've caused nothing but trouble for us since I hired you!" A man who looked to be in his twenties was shouting at a man who was well into his forties or early fifties.
"Fine, who the hell would want to work here anyways!" The man asked, knocking over stands and displays on his way out. The young blonde sighed and shook his head. Our protagonist cleared his throat, and the blonde jumped, noticing him there for the first time.
"Oh sorry dude didn't see you there." The blue eyed blonde said, "Sorry about all that." He said motioning towards the door.
"It's fine. Need some help with that?" Our protagonist asked, motioning towards the fallen merchandise. The blonde blue eyed man blushed, and shook his head no.
"It's cool, I'll handle it later, so what can I get for you man?" The blonde asked.
"A life." Our protagonist replied without hesitating. The blonde gave him a look over and then smirked.
"I'm Roxas." The blond introduced himself.
"Names Axel, A-X-E-L, got it memorized?" Our red headed protagonist replied. He was happy when this earned him a grin.
"Alright then Axel, how about this. If you let me pierce your tongue, I'll give you a job here, as our manager.
Axel tugged at his pony tail in thought. Oh screw it he decided.
"Deal."
So? Should I continue it like I want to, or is it a terrible idea? Also, this is my first fanfiction, so any advice? Thanks~
