AN:

This is just a prologue... That has a title that looks like a chapter but IT'S TOTALLY NOT. -shoots self in the head- I wanted to start with the "usually" storyline, but I decided to introduce Axel first. We'll move along to the actual story shortly (which involves what was mentioned in the first paragraph) AHEM, SHUT UP APPLE. T^T

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN KH. But I do have the games (358/2 days and KH2 and chain of memories. I STILL NEED KH)!


Usually:

Usually Santa falls down your chimney on Christmas. Usually Santa is a fat and jolly man. Also, Santa usually doesn't look at you and say that that he wants you. And it's not normal for Santa to use that bag for prisoners. But, Axel isn't Santa.

The rules apparently don't apply to him.

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Santa:

"My name is Axel, got it memorized?" A man with fiery red hair appeared in my face after I woke up from my nap in the part. I jump back a bit and smack my head on the tree trunk I was formally laying against taking in a nice nap about ice cream and rainbows. This man, Axel I believe it was, looks as if he just made himself at home next to me.

He has two tattoos on his face directly below his eyes; they're like little upside-down triangles. His red hair must be dyed and his black clothing is obviously too hot for him right now. Then again, it isn't summer anymore. It's nearly winter, oh how I love winter.

He has a picnic blanket set out with a bunch of food and books. Most of them are picture books, might I add. He must be even weirder than he seems. Who honestly watches someone and eats next to someone when they're eating; especially if they're complete strangers.

This man is absolutely creepy.

"Who said that I care what your name is?" I reply with an annoyed tone. I stand up and casually wipe the dirt off my butt. Axel grinned and pointed a thumb at himself. "What does that mean?"

"Are you an idiot? I was pointing at myself. I say you care!" Oh great, an egotistical narcissist.

My eyes roll themselves, a natural effect I gained from being around my brother, Sora, too much. "Oh, so now you're my teacher? Please, oh wise man, tell me what I feel next. First I care for some random man with an ugly face, what's next? Will I soon sprout 3 toes and run around singing 'we wish you a merry Christmas'?"

Axel nodded his head. I groaned and walked away from him to head back home.

"You think I'm ugly?" he said with a hurt tone. I couldn't hold in my laughter.

"Let's see, you have long spiky red hair, and your figure is abnormally thin. You could pass as a woman if you were to put your hair into a pony-tail or something like that," I think allowed just to anger him. "Or perhaps you could dress in a frilly pink dress."

Axel glares at me and I knew I was winning on pissing this stranger off. "You shouldn't be talking, shorty. Look at your pretty blond spiked hair that you obviously took too long trying to perfect and your body is of a woman!"

My feet turned around abruptly and I let out a glare. "Don't call me a girl, okay?"

"Why, just because you can say it means that I can't? You're an idiot, got it memorized?"

I, very manly, stomped on his foot and stormed off. Axel burst into laughter and went back to his little picnic he started next to me as I slept. How creepy is that? It's like he was waiting for me to wake up from my nap just to piss me off.

What a creep. Got it memorized What a weird man.

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Isn't:

Isn't the new kid in class supposed to be actually new? Well, apparently not. It was like he was just transferring classes. I don't know how they all knew him, perhaps from elementary school? I did come from another one before coming here after all.

Axel walked through the doors and everyone greeted him with a high-five. He's well known, but not the way I know him. It's like they actually like him. Even Saix, our teacher, seemed to know him.

Either way, I looked down to my annoyingly large amount of homework that was assigned because Saix is a jerk (It's the only plausible reason for this homework), and pretended not to notice Axel or know him.

Axel took a seat next to me and I could feel his stare watching my every move. I took out my iPod, put the earphones into my ears and played random songs that Sora put onto it. Sora, who is sitting to my left and Axel on my right, cheered slightly in glee.

"You're finally using my gift I bought for you!" he said gleefully. I turned to my brother with a smile, great an excuse to ignore Axel even more.

Sora bought me an iPod for my birthday but I thought it wasn't very useful because I usually only listen to music at home using my speakers.

"Yeah, it does seem useful," I replied. Yeah, Sora, really useful for ignoring people.

"I didn't know what kind of music you listen to, so I put a bunch of emo songs onto it. Is that okay with you?" he asked.

I slap his arm as painfully as I could and glared at him. "I'm not emo! Just how many times do to tell you that I'm not emo?!" Everyone thinks that I'm 'emo'. Am I really?

Axel laughs behind me and taps my shoulder. I turn around with the blankest expression I could, trying to tell him I don't give a crap.

"My name is Axel, and what is your name?" he asks me, as if interested.

"My name is of no importance to you," I reply. "Also, I still have 10 toes and I haven't sung that Christmas song yet. Thank you very much." I look through the iPod for any songs that aren't emo and fall across random Christmas songs. Seriously, is this one holiday the only thing on my mind lately?

Sora chuckles and says, "His name is Roxas. Like Rocks-Ass, only the 's' is shorter."

"Hello there, Rocks-ass." I throw my pencil at Axel's head and he glares at me.

I win.

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Axel:

At lunch, I got to watch the glory of Axel being left out from the crowd. Everyone filled up their own tables enough so that he couldn't fit. But then I got that happy feeling washed completely away from me when Sora threw up his hand and called him over.

"You hate me, don't you?" I ask Sora. Sora gives me this large grin that I couldn't help grinning back to.

His fiery hair bobbed with each step and each step was filled with superiority. It almost seemed like he belonged to walk this path towards us. With his godly and perfect steps- stop right there Roxas; those thoughts are completely disturbing beyond so many levels. That's just DISGUSTING!

"My name is Axel, got it memorized?" I have a feeling I won't have a problem with that.

--

He sat down next to me and patted my back in a friendly hello. I hit his arm with a frown.

"Hey, Rocks-ass, how is everything going?"

"Oh great, some ugly dude is sitting next to me and trying to strike a conversation but I honestly don't care two shits about him," I reply with a happy grin.

"You should be nicer to your brother," he replies with a laugh. Shut the hell up, Asshole.

"I just realized something!" I blurt out in excitement.

Axel and Sora both turn to me with curious faces. I smile at them both, rub my hair awkwardly and mentally slap myself for showing enthusiasm around them both.

"Axel sounds like you're saying Ass-hole!" I say with a smile. Axel slaps his forehead and goes back to eating his lunch.

I won again, asshole.

"Now you both have nicknames with a swear word in them! I don't have a name like that…"

"I'm sure we could think of something," Axel says with a thoughtful tone.

"That's okay; his nickname is Rosa because he ran around in a dress on his birthday party a few years back. Isn't that right, Rosa?" Sora slapped my arm angrily for bringing it up. That's just my revenge for bringing Axel over to eat with us.

I am a winner.

Roxas: 1
Axel: 1 (for creeping me out)

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Usually Santa isn't Axel.

When I said Axel is creepy, I meant it. You'll find out sooner or later of what I meant. Welcome to the end of the introduction to a little freaky Christmas.


SO HORRIBLE. This is my first fanfic EVER. I usually write stories and cute things and and adjgla I feel ashamed of myself. I can barely even follow their personality.
Sora = Rosa = best thing EVER

sorry... I'll just.... go over here now... in my... corner of shame.