A/N: I'm trying to do a fic more similar to the once I like to read... We'll see how it goes? 8) Don't own the rights to the characters or any of that no. But who does? ):

Edit: Some problem with things making sense, so I just changed the dialouge in the end ~

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A common thought for him to have while going through the hallway was to ask himself why he there at all. Why was he going through the same corridors everyday with old dusty windows and golden brown bricks lining the walls? Why did he go through school each and every boring day just to listen to his friends talk about nothing all too important and pining after his crush he barely knew the name of? Roxas was the kind of person who held a distance to any situation that would require him to feel anything but when it came to the long, lean stranger he was already willing to jump through a rain of emotion just for the fun of it.

"Hey droolface, snap out of it!" Hayner snapped his fingers right in front of his nose, the sound barely audible in the background-chatter the school-hallway provided."So, what are we doing after school today?"

"Don't know about you, but I'm heading home," Roxas said with his voice still distant and his eyes flickering in and out of focus from his best friend's face to the background. Something wild and red was heading their way down the hallway and Roxas recognized the loud and slightly perverted comments followed by a flock of laughter bouncing between the rows of lockers. "This is not what I thought high school to be like", he said to himself unaware of him saying the words loud instead of in his head and turned his back towards the redhead, pulling Hayner to the side that wasn't shielded by a locker to hide behind. High school in his head had been his transition to be more of an outgoing person than his 17-year old, laid back self. Instead it had been nearly the exact same thing as it had been before. It was all about classes, passive-socializing and acceptance from his dear friends that that was the case. They knew he wasn't the kind of person who was screaming and sometimes not even talking, he kind of completed the group of four by his mere presence anyway.

"Dude, you don't even know his name. He doesn't know you exist and he even has his own fan-club, run by himself I must ad, even though there's supposed to be quite a lot of members…." Hayner paused with a disgusted expression in his face that really was a bad cover up for his jealousy. "Fucking 'tard" he added not knowing who was passing him and the tall teen stopped a feet in front of them, turning around to face the brat who apparently had a problem with him.

The redhead was smiling, green eyes hard to read as he stretched out a hand towards the dirt-blond kid in camo-pants. "The name's Axel, don't think we've met before... Got it memorized?" Hayner hesitantly shook his hand, trying to put as much strength as possible in it to prove himself turning Axels' face hard and disapproving as he turned around again to start walking.

"What is his problem?" Hayner said dryly and shrugged back wiping his hand on his pants as if he just touched something disgusting and with a bang his back was smashed against the locker closest to him, feet dangling a bit in the air, body held up by Axels' mere arm strength.

His thin mouth was shaped to a snarl and his face was dangerously close to Hayners' when he started speaking. "I hate people who are too afraid to speak their mind face to face," he said, eyes piercing through the blond that was squirming in an attempt to get loose, stubborn enough to make it all in to a staring contest. He won when Axel looked to the side to see how much the time was and his gaze got stuck somewhere else before he had accomplished his mission. His features smoothed as Roxas, who had done his absolute best to become invisible, met his gaze with the blood in his cheeks increasing, turning them slightly red.

"Well hello there", Axels' voice lower than usual and purring out the words almost seductively through a crooked smile. Roxas opened his mouth to answer but just as he was going to speak the alarm went off, noise vibrating through the whole building and lunch-break was over. "Saved by the bell, huh?" he shrugged, still purring and hurried away leaving the two blonds red in their faces for two completely different reasons.

"God I hate redheads" Hayner muttered to himself, scratching his neck where it didn't hurt.

The day went by quite fast after that little accident. Roxas didn't see Axel in the hallways anymore that day, not that he was looking, and Hayner's mood had sunken pretty bad since the humiliation. After spending most of the time listening to him holding a speech about what a jerk Axel was to Pence and Olette, he was glad to be off the best-friend duty that evening. He knew he was supposed to agree and think Axel was a jerk, and part of him did exactly that, but the way it had seemed like the whole world stopped when the green eyes landed on him… It was something else.

As he walked through the tram common he noticed more and more people from school dropping off group by group. Some were going to the diner, others towards the cinema and a few were just staying to look through the windows to the local stores. When he had walked all the way to the station plaza he was alone. It was a detour for him, not going through the sandlot, but he wanted a moment away from his regular routine of eating, studying and sleeping. It could become quite monotone after a while.

The effort it took to climb the stairs leading to the clock tower was more than enough to make him sweat. That was the reason Roxas and the gang didn't go up there as often as when they were kids. It didn't seem as worth it anymore and the biggest factor of all was that they were too lazy. He was just about to drop his bag against the wall when he noticed somebody already sitting there. It was a long and lean figure sitting with legs bent up, arms resting on knees and hands capturing the chin. It was weird that with all that fire on his head, the first thing Roxas noticed about him was his body language and as soon as he realized it was Axel sitting there, he turned around and ran down the stairs bumping into something hard and unstable half way down.

"HEY, watch it!" a grumpy voice said. When Roxas looked up he saw that he had run into, and almost knocked over, Cloud Strife, a person he had always viewed as a better version of himself.

"S-sorry!" he managed to get out as he started to head down the stairs again.

"Why are you in such a rush anywa- aaait a minute. You're that guy", Cloud squinted his eyes, making it look like he was concentrating.

"That guy? I'm not anyone…" Roxas had stopped again but his feet were still itching to run away from there. What did he want?

"Ax told me he met his future boytoy today but that it already had a boyfriend. He wanted to warn him before anything happened," He made a pause that lasted long enough for the other blond to open his mouth. "He has a way with the ladies, if you know what I mean. So watch out or you'll be without a boyfriend sooner or later". With a shrugged that meant 'shit happens' he turned around and started making his way upwards.

"Boytoy? Wait, boyfriend?! HEY, how do you even know I'm gay…? JERK," Roxas snorted, running the last bit of the stairs and came out at the plaza again.

'He must've thought I was Hayner. Or someone else for that matter, I'm guessing Axel has a lot of people around him. And... Boytoy?, he thought to himself as he headed home. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?"