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Fire Hydrant 88
Chapter 1
Fire Hydrant 88
Roxas knew all about that tall lone casino. He didn't mean where it was located or who ran it. No Roxas knew everything about it.
Roxas Halo Strife was a regular teenager like you and me who was on his just getting out of his freshman year at Twilight Town University. He had graduated said year with straight top grades and was now on a three month break before he was to return for the new year.
The only thing about Roxas was that he was planning on robbing Fire Hydrant 88.
Roxas wasn't a bad kid at all. As said he had top grades, he had never once gone to a party with friends, didn't smoke or did any type of drugs of the sort. He didn't drink, heck he was still a virgin. And he was only seventeen.
That was because he was able to spike junior year in high school with his grades. He was a smart and great person, so one would wonder why Roxas was about to do something as stupid as rob one of the top casinos in the world.
Well it all started during the summer break after senior year. He had been looking over bills and stuff and knew, just knew, that with the way things were going there was no way he would be able to pay for college for all four years.
The money his parents had left them in their will was running extremely low and even though Roxas was a genius he had been hired at a not so good job that paid him just barely above minimum wage. He needed to do something and quick.
During that same day that was actually the day that he had first seen Fire Hydrant 88. He had been walking on the sidewalk towards home from the library. He wasn't paying attention to what was happening around him so of course it was no surprise when he bumped smack into another person.
He was about to tumble over but a pair of thick hands grabbed and straightened him right. He was brushed down and heard a loud chuckle, so he guessed he might as well as apologize. He looked up at who had saved him from falling flat on his back only to widen his eyes slightly.
The guy had the strangest hairdo Rox had ever seen. It was like a mix between a mullet and mohawk, okay that was new. He then had really aqua blue eyes that kinda sparkle with a childhood innocence, yet this guy was hardly a child, for he was really tall.
"I'm sorry about that. I wasn't looking where I was going. I'm just so excited to get in, awesome crowd turn out don't ya think? It's perfect for opening night. Well I'm sorry again and I hope to see ya inside." The guy said in literally six seconds flat before bounding off down the side walk and around the corner.
Roxas stared where he had disappeared for a second wondering what had happened and what was the guy talking about? Opening night? For what?
It was then that Rox opened his eyes a little wider and saw that there was an actual line on the side walk. There were those little red ropes to hold off people, but this time it was actually holding a line on one side while the other were just regular people walking on their merry way.
The people in line was what made Rox to stop and stare, for every single person was dressed up! Dresses, that you defiantly wouldn't be seeing hanging on a hanger at the nearest Wal-mart, tuxes, tuxedos, suits, everybody was wearing clothes that probably cost more money that Roxas would see in the rest of his life.
What the hell? Why were these people here and dressed like that? Roxas followed the line to see where the hell it lead to and again his eyes widened as he caught sight of a massive entrance that compensated for the ten times bigger building. A new casino, with letters blaring against it reading in scary red letters Fire Hydrant 88.
Roxas tore his gaze away. That wasn't were he belong. It was a place for rich people, which he obliviously wasn't. He needn't concern himself with this place. With that in mind Rox knew it was time to go home. And he was, truly he was, until something crinkled under his foot when he tried to move it.
Rox looked down to see what it was and gasped as he saw green. Green paper….it couldn't be… He bent down removing his foot and straightened out the paper before holding it up to his face.
100 A big number 100 meet his eyes. Roxas, the Roxas Strife, was holding a hundred dollar bill. He was actually holding that kinda of money. HOLY SHIT!!
The blonde sat there stammering and the paper crinkled again in his shaking hands. He had never held this kind of money before. Sure he had gotten paid something like this but that was credit money, money in the bank that he could never touch, while this! This was the real thing and he was holding it, bloody holding it!
Now if this had happened to the Roxas in the present, yeah the one that was about to rob from the casino, then this is what he would have done back then. He would have pocketed the money and left as if he wasn't carrying a hundred dollar bill.
But the Roxas back then was sadly haunted by something, a conscious. Yes he knew this money wasn't his. He had no right to keep it. It must be that guys that he bumped into, for surly money just didn't fall out of Rox's pockets.
No he had to return it. So Rox picked himself up, pocketed the money safely and began his search. And two bloody and cold hours later he still hadn't found the blonde guy. Roxas had been up and down the long line at least three times, which curved around the corner of the building, but had no luck.
Maybe he should just go home and use the money. NO! He smacked himself and shook his head. No he had to find the guy. It was the right thing to do.
Thankfully he did hear a familiar chuckle and a voice that was somewhat recognizable. It was laughing and saying stuff like 'I'm sorry dude' or 'Man this is awesome' and just with those words Rox knew he had found him.
He turned around and his eyes immediately fell on the mullet/mohawk hair which was connected with the right face and everything. Yes! Rox had done it. Now all he do was walk up to the separator and reach out to the blonde.
He quickly stood right next to the red rope and smiled as he realized that the blonde wasn't that far away. He was just about to reach out for the guy when suddenly and literally out of no where another guy grabbed his hand and glared at him.
This guy was black haired with silver streaks and had an eye patch on, and other than the eye patch he looked like a really fancy business man. The way his suit just fitted him perfectly was just so him. But Rox wasn't concerned about that, he was concerned about his circulation in his wrist.
"If you don't want me to shoot off this hand then I suggest you beat it, kid." He growled as he released the hand and Rox pulled it against his chest. He couldn't leave though, he had to finish his task. So he sighed and looked up at the black haired again before pointing at his target.
"I just want to return something to him." Rox said boldly and thankfully didn't stutter a bit of his sentence. The guy raised a long black eyebrow at him before thinking it over, Rox could tell. So he added.
"That's all I swear I'll leave after."
It seemed to work for the guy then rolled his eyes and tapped the tall laughing blonde on the shoulder. The said blonde turned and stopped laughing.
"Xig, what is -"
"This kid want's you." 'Xig' said quickly and moved behind the taller blonde before sighing and going to talk to someone else, who had blue hair, actual blue hair. The blonde moved closer to Rox and looked at him for a second before his face lit up.
"Oh, you're the kid I knocked over. I'm sorry again about that, but what are you doing on this side of the rope, shouldn't you be wait-" He stopped as the bill was held up to his face by none other than Rox, who was looking away for fear that if he looked at the bill any longer than he might actually run off with it.
Rox sighed and looked up at the blonde, only to see a look of 100% confusion on his face. So Rox started explaining.
"It's yours. You dropped it when you bumped into me. So I'm returning it to you." He said in a quite voice and looked away again.
S-U-R-PRISE That was what was smacked on every single persons face, who had been listening of course. Xig had actually let his mouth fall open while every one else just stared blankly at the kid and the tall blond was still staring at the money being held in Rox's hand.
For them, this was Twilight Town. Yeah the town where it was everyone for themselves. The town where if you got robbed well boo-f-ing-hoo you better go cry on your own cause no one is going to listen. The town where if you got mugged well then clean your self up and get off the street cause on one is going to bloody care. Survival of the fittest and every man for himself, that how it was in this tough town. Everybody in that line knew that but apparently Rox didn't.
Roxas was then met with a surprise of his own as the hand holding the money was placed back against his chest and his hair was ruffled gently. And then the two kindest words flowed into Rox's ears.
"Keep it."
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Roxas sighed as he shook his head, forgetting the memory and remembering to get ready. He was about to leave to go rob the casino. He was going to do it and was completely prepared for what would happen if he got caught.
If he was caught then he got caught, it was simple as that. And he was more than willing to accept that, so with that in mind he closed the apartment door locking it with the only key he had.
He turned on his porch out to the view then pulled his hand back and throwing the key long far away from in, letting it get lost somewhere in the night. Rox wasn't planning on coming back here, he had already cleaned it out and everything.
He began to walk down the stairs to the asphalt streets below.
This was it. He was on his way to rob from Fire Hydrant 88.
To Be continued…
Hey Guys!
I was just reading one of my fav stories on and noticed that the writer hadn't updated in like EVER! *grrrr*
But I loved it so much that I wanted to right my own so whooppiiee I actually did I love it!
Can anyone guess who the blonde was or who runs Fire Hydrant 88? XDD
I hope you guys enjoyed it. XDDD Please Review if you like!
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Based off Caught! on