Well Hello! I had this running around my head for a while so I finally decided to write something up. I'm not sure If i'll continue this so If you think I should, say it in a review or PM me. This is not my first fic (For I write on a different account as well) and I would never abandon this baby right in the middle of the story. So once I've been told to continue (Or not...) I will nevaaar give this fic up!
Disclamer: I guess I have to do this, eh? BLEH! I don't own KH. If I did things would have been based off Roxas and certain people would not have died!
Chapter One:
Some are born great, some achieve greatness and some have greatness thrust upon them.
Roxas, a boy who had just finished high school knew this quote well. His Mother had always told it to him and his siblings. She would use it like it was air, changing the word 'great' to something different. Once she had tried to get her children to eat peas and came out with 'Some are born to eat peas, some achieve peas and others have peas thrust upon them'. Then, she would force them to eat the vegetable. Thrust upon them indeed. Roxas had usually only come upon the 'thrust upon them' part of the quote. There were some things that he hated and others he learned to handle. One time though, one damn time, he had never suspected anything coming.
Some are born with a destiny, some achieve a destiny and have a destiny thrust upon them.
This was no different. Roxas had no choice when he and his siblings received letters in the mail. 'Camp Destiny', how cheesy. He would have been able to handle the name, but really? Did it have to be held on some exclusive island... 'Destiny Islands'. Great.
The only thing Roxas felt wasn't thrust upon him was his mothers old journals. He had earned those rightfully after she passed. He cherished them, always enjoying the stories she had written. One in particular though, had always caught his eyes. The only incomplete one. Z to A, a journal of words and descriptions that corresponded with how she felt, things that happened that day or blurbs about people she met. He swore, one day he would make one and finish it himself. Little did he know that the letters his family received would allow him a large opportunity to start said journal.
"ROXAS! GO GET THE MAIL!" came the loud female screech he knew well.
Sighing, he stood from the bed he was on and left the room he shared with one of his quadruplet siblings, Sora. It was nice, two beds on either side of the room, a sky blue color on the wall. A dresser for the two to share and a window that easily lead onto the roof. It was where Roxas spent most of his time.
Said boy was eighteen, and the youngest of five other siblings. A lot? Yes. Anyways, his body was thin, though he did not lack muscles. Roxas was about 5'6 and had golden blond hair that was spiked (naturally of course) to the right side of his head, looking windswept. The back was was a more smooth mound of spikes. He had pale skin, looking as if he had either bathed in the moonlight or just hadn't gotten out much. His best feature was his bright blue eyes, something almost all of his family shared. His clothing consisted of a black muscle shirt and a pair of his favorite white and black checkered low rise skinny jeans.
He jumped down some stairs and came face to face with his sister, and one of the quadruplets, Kairi. She had deep red hair that had just grown past her shoulders and parted her bangs to the side of her face. Her eyes were a more violet shade of blue, but still close enough to Roxas's that people noticed. She had nice peach skin and was about one inch shorter than Roxas, so about 5'5. She wore her signature necklace that their mother had given her, a pink dress with a lot of zippers and a white under dress. On her feet were some flashy pink converse. She was the second oldest of the quadruplets.
"Did you hear me?" she asked with a smile, raising one eyebrow.
"How could I not..." Roxas grumbled.
"What was that? You did and you would love to go get it? Very good Roxy." she patted his head and skipped off, most likely going to find some other people to do her chores. She was sort of a slave driver. She called it one of her 'Best' traits.
He frowned at the nickname and continued to the front door of the house. Grabbing the keys to the mailbox, he threw on some of his own converse and slipped out of the door. It was sunny out and Roxas almost hissed and ran back inside. No, he was not a vampire and quite frankly, he disliked to be compared to any fake version of a bloodsucker, such as the overly-sparkled 'Edward Cullen'. He liked to say he was allergic to the sun instead.
The walk didn't take long though, around five minutes long, not that big of a deal. Opening the mailbox, he grabbed the large bulge of papers inside.
"Jesus... Did no one get it for the past year? Oh that's right, Kairi likes to force others to do it when she remembers." the boy sighed with an eyeroll. It may not seem like it, but he really did love his sister, just not when she had him pinned under her strong glare.
The blond locked up the mailbox and flipped through some of the envelopes, instantly discarding a select few. Mostly dumb magazines or odd tools that Kairi had a fascination of buying over the T.V. They had money, sure, but did the girl have to buy so much useless junk? Today it was the Shamwow. It almost -Almost- made Roxas laugh.
Re-entering the two-story, white and pristine house, Roxas wasn't surprised to see shoes littering the entrance. Must have meant Ventus and Vanitus were back from college. He got his answer when he stepped into the kitchen and a body crashed into him.
"Roxy! I'm home. I missed you so much! Van did too, but you know he wouldn't voice that." a male voice harassed his ears.
"It's nice to see your back Ven." Roxas replied, letting a small grin spread on his lips as he turned to face his older brother.
It was like looking at a older and taller version of himself. They had the same facial features, shape and -Like the rest of the family- the same bright blue eyes. Though Ventus's were more lively and filled with joy whilst Roxas's were colder and worn. The same golden blond hair and thin body. He wore a black and white jacket, some black jeans and odd armored street shoes that he was obsessed with.
"Get off the poor boy, he weighs less than you and has fragile bones. He is a zombie after all." a joking voce said from behind them. Ventus spun with Roxas still in his arms so the younger boy went spinning with him.
"Vaaaaaan." Ventus whined as Roxas shot him a glare.
The boy was the same height as his twin, the two being older by three years. Of course, the twenty-one year old was the younger out of him and Ventus. He was shockingly different from his twin, but then again, almost all of the kids were oddly different in some way. He had jet black hair that spiked every which-way in a wild manner. His eyes which had been a golden color at birth, had become blue with gold specs dancing within them. He wore the usual black skinny jeans, red sweater and red converse.
"It's true though. I'm surprised he even went outside, though Kairi did force him." the black haired boy chuckled at his little sisters antics.
"Hey, I heard that!" they all heard a shout from the living room. "I like to call it, 'Do everything I say or I will hurt you'. Learn it, live by it!"
"Her punches do hurt..." Ventus winced. They heard a maniacal laughter that only sent chills down their spines.
"Kairi, lemme change the channel!" another voice whined deep within the burrow of their home.
Roxas knew that voice like he knew the back of his hand. Sora, the oldest of the quadruplets.
The answer was quick and filled with malice. "Never!"
"You cannot buy any more Slap Chops!" he yelled again, "Even if you do love the dudes nuts!"
That caused the trio in the kitchen to chuckle, then wince when they heard a slapping noise, followed by a gasp and cry of pain. Which then lead to a brunette running out of the living room and into the kitchen, coming to latch himself onto Ventus and Roxas.
The third oldest in the family looked up at him with the same blue eyes. "She hit me again Roxy!"
Sora had the exact same hair as Vanitus, only brown. He was also 5'6 and had the same body as the rest of them: skinny with a fair bit of muscle. He was more tan than anyone in the family, but even then he had pretty fair skin. He wore some plain blue jeans, a black and red sweater. On his feet were bright yellow socks that matched the bright yellow shoes he owned, that he wasn't currently wearing.
Roxas shook his head with the same smile. "You sure you didn't deserve it this time?"
"O-Of course not!" He sounded astounded. "I mean- Oh look, Roxas brought the mail!"
Changing the subject to mail? Smooth. Oddly enough, it worked.
"May I see?" came a small voice that made everyone turn to look towards.
There was a small girl, about the same size as Kairi but the way she seemed so shy made her look smaller. She had pale blonde hair that was always pulled over one shoulder, her bangs falling into her face. Said face was pale like the rest of her body, with bright blue eyes, rosy cheeks and pale pink lips. She was the most gentle and fragile in the family. She wore a plain, white, lacey summer dress and blue sandals. Her name? Namine.
"Oh, sure." Roxas nodded, untangling himself from his brothers and handed her the letters.
Flipping through them, she stopped at six letters, all held together by an elastic band. Setting all other mail aside, she took off the elastic band just as Kairi walked into the kitchen. The red-head walked over to Namine and rested her head on the other girls shoulder. They had always been close.
"There's one for each of us." She inspected them and handed the envelopes to each of her siblings. They all stood in a little family circle, staring the paper down.
"Well, should we open it?" Sora asked, tilting his head.
"Hm, I don't know... Letters. What do you usually do with letters? Open them maybe? Nah, lets keep them closed and stare at them!" Vanitus laughed and rubbed Sora's head. The smaller boy laughed along and swatted at the hand playfully.
"Well, what are we waiting for!" Kairi shouted and all of them began to rip the white packaging open.
"Dear Ventus,
We would like to congratulate you in your acceptance to Camp Destiny. If you have yet to realize what this camp is for, I will explain right now. It is a summer camp that is held for the two month long summer holidays, though it is stretched throughout the year depending if you would or would not like to stay. The location of this camp is on Destiny Islands, a small place in the middle of the ocean, near Japan. The sole purpose of this camp is to unite different types of people and to see how compatible all kinds of personalities can match. There is no fee's and I have already talked to your legal guardian. He is fine with it. I hope you do decide to come, the transport is free as well. Contact me as soon as you can!
Sincerely, King Mickey
P.S. This is a tropical camp, but be sure to pack some clothing for harsher weather, Just in case!"
Ventus read the whole thing out to the group, each checking theirs over to find it was the same, except for the name difference. Flipping to the second page there was a photo of a beautiful island with a beach, cabins and tons of tropical plants. Along with the contact information of course.
"Whoa!" Sora smiled in awe.
Vanitus scoffed, "Destiny islands? How extremely cheesy."
Roxas couldn't help but agree.
"I like it!" the only brunette complained.
Ventus smiled, "Of course you would."
"Wait guys, does that say King Mickey? As in, the King Mickey that owns so much Japanese land he could be actual royalty? The King Mickey that is super rich and owns billions of companies across the states?" Kairi was wide-eyed. "The King Mickey who owns the Disney Organization!
"I would assume so." Namine nodded.
"That's amazing! We have to go! I mean, there would be so many opportunities! Plus, I heard he's extremely nice to everyone he meets!" the eldest girl squealed.
"I'm with Kai!" Sora raised his hand, using the nickname for the girl.
"Yes but..." Roxas examined the paper harder. "It said that he talked to our 'Guardian', so that means he wants us out of the house. I don't think he cares that it might be some odd island that kids get killed at."
"Rox!" Ventus scolded.
"He has a point." Namine agreed shyly, looking at her feet.
"True, but I think we should go anyway!" Kairi put her foot down, making everyone stare at her. This was a final statement for her and she would stand on it. "We need to brighten our horizons, live a little more. What have we all been doing like crazy now that we finished high school? Working our butts off. Ven and Van have been juggling work and schooling. We're all pretty stressed and we need a vacation. Besides, Mother always told us that we should meet new people. Also, learning things in odd places was something she loved doing. So, for old times sake."
"Yeah, for old times sake!" Ventus cheered and put his hand into the center of their circle.
"Woo! You got it!" Sora shot his hand in as well.
Vanitus shook his head, amused. His hand was added to the mix, "I guess a vacation won't be that bad."
"It will be calming." Namine added a small hand.
Kairi looked at Roxas and stared him down. "I'm not putting my hand in until you do."
The blond looked around the circle to find five pairs of bright blue eyes all staring at him, waiting for the response they knew was coming.
With a sigh he set his hand on top, Kairi following after.
"One, two, three. Vacation..." Roxas called out in monotone, all there hands moving up and down to the words until they broke and cheered.
"We're going to pack our bags!" Sora shouted and dragged the older twins off to the upstairs hallway.
Kairi mumbled something about going to call the contact number to confirm they were going to be going as soon as possible. That left Namine and Roxas.
"Rox," Namine started with the nickname that rarely came form her mouth. "This will give you time to write Mothers Z to A journal."
At that thought, Roxas smiled. "I guess your right. Thanks Nam, I should go pack and make sure Sora doesn't forget anything."
Just like that, Kairi had made the call, which had excited her more after talking directly to 'King Mickey' and she pushed her siblings about, making them pack as fast as they could.
Sooner than they knew it, a limo had come to pick them up and take them to an airport in which they flew from their home of Twilight Town to another island, nearest to Destiny Islands. From there they took a series of boats to reach the place, but when they did: It was nothing but beautiful. The photo from the letter had not done it justice.
The Island had many levels to it. There was a large beach of beautiful white sand. One dock that reached out into the sea, the dock they arrived on. On one of the largest levels there was a huge -and when I say huge, I mean gigantic- tree that had been turned into some sort of house. A balcony hung out of it, vines and other trees also attached and sprouting out of it. A waterfall of sky blue water was falling into a small lake from the forest above. Plenty of ladders led to secret doors and windows. Lastly, connected to the large island by a bridge, was another one, about half the size. This one was a circle with palm trees, one palm tree was hanging sideways over the island and if Roxas was correct, he could spot something yellow growing on it. On that island was 10 cabins that looked like they could hold up to two or three people each.
As Roxas got off the boat he grabbed his three suit cases and began to wonder off the docks and onto the ground. He wanted to just jump down on the beach and go for a swim, but before he could give into any impulse, Kairi had walked up beside him wearing her god awful bug-eyed sun glasses.
"Isn't this all exciting!" she laughed, red hair flicking in the cool breeze.
Roxas looked over at his sister, a small smile gracing his face. "I have to admit, this place is quite nice."
Kairi gasped, dropped her luggage and tackled Roxas into a hug, calling out to the others. "We're having a breakthrough! Roxas actually thinks something looks nice!"
He heard laughter coming from Ventus and small giggles from Namine. The two had always been the closest to Roxas and knew it was true, Roxas wasn't a big person for looks at all. So for him to take pleasure in a sight was a big deal for the family. Vanitus just smiled and Sora decided to jump into the family hug. Before Roxas could break them off him, they stepped back with smiles. They knew him like the back of their hands.
"So where do we head Kai?" Ventus asked, walking up to them and off the docks.
"Well, when I spoke to King Mickey, he told me to just wait here for him to come get us." she hummed.
"Yes, Yes! Though I would prefer if you called me just Mickey!" A high, squeaky voice said from farther away.
When Roxas turned his head to see the speaker, his eyes widened to the point of being saucers. There, standing in front of him was a mouse... Well, a person inside of a small mouse costume. Big, black, circular ears were attached to the head. Large black eyes, a black nose and a wide mouth. It wore a pair of white gloves, red vest and pants. On its feet were a pair of large yellow shoes. Sprouting from under the vest was a thin, moving tail.
"What..." Ventus's eyes were also large.
"The..." Roxas stared.
"Hell!" Vanitus glared, finishing of the sentence.
"Well shucks! If I knew you would be that surprised I would have told you about it earlier!" the thing scratched the back of its head. "This is a robotic costume my workers made for me! I enjoy it in here, it's quite amazing!"
Roxas was sure his eye was twitching wildly. Ventus seemed to have calmed his facial expressions but Vanitas's eyes had furrowed in confusion.
"Sorry, my brothers are a little.. Rude, when first meeting people." Kairi pushed forward.
"Hey! What about me!" Sora yelled, being ignored by his younger sister.
"It is nice to finally meet you in person." the redhead girl continued. "I assure you that we will all be well behaved during our stay here."
"'Meet you in person?' More like person to costume." Roxas murmured, making Vanitus laugh beside him and Kairi to flick her head back in a glare.
The mouse man's costume laughed, mouth actually moving in sync. "It's fine dear, I hope you all have fun here! Be a little wild and crazy! This is an island where you are asked to only act as yourself. Just please have respect for the others."
"Of course!" Kairi bowed her head in respect to him. The rest of her family doing the same. They knew how much Kairi respected the... Odd little man, and even if they liked to poke and make jokes, they knew not to destroy such a thing for her. Plus, if they did, they would never hear the end of it... Or maybe someone would receive a Slap Chop to the face. At least they could wipe up the blood with Kairi's other Shamwows.
"Now, if you could just come with me, I'll show you to where you will be sleeping." Mickey smiled and started to walk away. The family picked up their items and luggage and followed after.
Their first stop was the large tree and healthy, which was where all the girls were staying. When they entered, they came to a warm living type room with nice cushion-y furniture and plenty of bookshelves.
Curled up in a blanket on the couch was a girl with brown hair that swayed in strands over her shoulders. She wore a orange tank top, some khaki capris and orange socks, as she walked around with no shoes. On her wrist was a bracelets that looked like it was made of pure pearls and a necklace with a blue sphere. When she looked up at the group, Roxas noticed her eyes were a pretty green.
"Oh, hello!" she smiled, standing up. "You guys must be going to this camp now too. I'm Olette."
"Namine." the blonde girl smiled shyly and introduced herself.
"I'm Kairi, and these are my brothers Ventus, Vanitus, Sora and that grump over there is Roxas." the oldest girl of the family opened up a hand for Olette to shake with.
"Nice to meet you all!" she laughed and then looked at Roxas, giving him a nod of the head and an extra smile. "I'm rooming with a girl named Rinoa, but I can go show you around if you want. That is, if it's okay with you Mickey." The girl then looked over at the robotic mouse in question.
"It's fine with me!" Mickey let out a chuckle. "I'll just show the boys to the dining room and then to their rooms."
"Alright, thanks!" Olette gave a warm smile and ushered the other two girls away, toward a set of stairs.
Kairi gave off one good holler for good measure. "I'll see you later you guys! Don't make any messes!"
Namine walked beside her and gave a short wave before the three disappeared up the stairs.
The quad were then led to another room, this one much more normal to Roxas's eyes. There were separated shining wood tables with chairs surrounding them. Off to the side was a large row of carts, all in which could serve food. It reminded the blond boy of a fancy cafeteria.
From there they were taken to the bridge between the two islands. The four teenage boys stared across at the four tall figures facing them on the other side.
"Oh hoh! There they are, the camp advisers!" Mickey chuckled calmly and waved at the males, only to receive a few nods and a wave.
"Eh? More fresh meat!" Roxas could hear the thick British accent of the man with pale blonde hair gelled back and a slight look of facial hair. His blue eyes were evident against his pale skin and black clothing. "I bet you Vexen's silk boxers that the shrimpy one won't even last through the summer!"
"Shut your trap Luxord!" Another blonde barked. Roxas was glad too, for he had realized the 'shrimpy one' was him.
"Ahww, C'mon Vexen! Those things just feel so smooth against your skin! I don't now where the hell you got them but I need me a pair!" the man now named Luxord called out teasingly.
Vexen had long blonde hair that parted in the center of his forehead, his sidebangs framing his face whilst the rest of the locks slid down on his back. His shockingly lime green eyes startled Roxas as they stared into his own blue was odd was the outfit he decided to wear, a black coat that looked more like it would fit more into a science lab than a tropical, and cheesy, camp.
"Fresh meat or not, we still have to make sure their stay isn't half-assed." A male with brown hair that was back in a ponytail of dreadlocks said. He also seemed to wear all black for the first day of camp. What was with people and blue eyes at this damn camp? Roxas couldn't help but think as he spotted the males iris'.
"Hm." the last man, a taller and more muscular one with orange hair and another pair of clue eyes said. At least this one was dressed more appropriately with jeans and a black t-shirt.
"Well golly! I didn't think they would already be here so soon!" Mickey gave a big smile and ushered the quad of brothers over to meet the other staring men. "These are my helpers! They will be working around camp and helping out."
"I'm Luxord, in charge of any type of game or activity." the man bowed, his voice dropping to one of seduction and when he looked back up at the boys, a wink was flown their way.
"Vexen, I take care of peoples health issues along with Zexion, but even then he's too busy with that water demon to keep his mind straight." the man got side tracked, grumbling about this other man 'Zexion'.
"I'm Xaldin, I cook here." was all the dread-headed dude said.
"Lexaeus." the orange headed man nodded, monotone.
"He likes to walk around and make sure no ones getting in shit." Luxord said. "Which usually means a certain red-head."
"Well I'm Sora!" the brunette jumped about, holding out his hand to shake and only pouted when no one would touch hands with him.
"I'm Ventus and this is my twin Vanitus. He doesn't talk much, and even then it's gotta be something rude." Ven scratched the back of his head as Van growled and gave a glare.
"I think we'll get along just fine." Vexen was sending a pointed look to Vanitus, and Roxas didn't feel right just staring in those odd green eyes.
"You're a pedophile aren't you." Was the first thing out of Roxas's mouth.
"ROXAS!" Ventus yelled, hitting Vanitus in the chest when he started to laugh.
"Ahuh!" Came the robot mouse's odd laugh. "I'll leave you to them then! Have a good night and don't forget to attend dinner!"
When the mouse retreated back over the bridge and far from sight, Sora looked at Roxas for a few moments before whining.
"Roxy, what's a pedophile!" Sora pleaded. It wasn't his fault his family wished to keep his innocence locked away in a basement, never allowing anyone to touch it.
A chorus of laughter sprouted from the British man with blond hair. "Y-You guys are too much!" Looking up, Roxas saw the hilarity shine in Xaldin's eyes and a small twitch of the lips from Lexaeus.
"Shut your face, dickhole!" Vexen hissed and punched the dude in the shoulder and from the moan of pain, it must have hurt. "Let's get moving, your cabin mates are probably waiting or plotting your deaths."
"Death?" Sora gulped and grabbed a hold of Roxas' arm.
The blond patted the slightly older boy on the head. "Don't worry, the pedo is probably just in a bad mood because his pedo-ness was defied."
"I don't understand what a pedo is!" Sora cried to me, trying to coax me to tell him with the dog-pout face he put on. It didn't work, but it never really did.
The now eight people had begun to walk towards the cabins, and under closer expectation Roxas figured the cabin's didn't look that bad either. They were obviously new, with fresh wood and unstained windows. Each of them was a decent size, about the size of a larger bedroom. It would definitely house up to three people, Roxas just wondered who he would be placed with. He had been hoping his brother at first, but he knew that wouldn't be possible if they were supposed to be meeting new people at the camps.
"Alright, stop number one." Vexen sighed as they stopped at a cabin with a number 3 on it. "Now before I tell you who's going in there, there is some rules. There is no going out of your cabin past midnight and you are not allowed to switch cabins unless there is permission from another cabin and someone switches. Even then, it might not me permanent."
"Now, if you decide to... Get jiggy with it, just shut your trap so everyone else can sleep." Luxord winked, which actually made Ventus and Roxas blush and Sora to cock his head to the side in confusion. "What is 'getting jiggy with it' mean?" Sora went ignored.
"Alright! First one in, Ventus with Terra." The man jerked a thumb toward the cabin. "I suggest you go now and unpack before dinner comes."
"Okay, bye guys! I'll try and find your cabins to stop by later!" Ventus gave a reassuring glance to us and picked up the duffel bag and suitcase he brought with him to head up to the wood cabin.
"Next, We have Sora in with Riku. Cabin five." Before any more indication was said, the boy was already running to his cabin, squealing in joy.
The group continued over three cabins and stopped yet again. This time, instead of Vexen sighing and continuing on, he was smirking. Actually... All of them were giving him evil smile?
"This would be you Roxas, Cabin Eight with... Well, why don't you find out for yourself?" Vexen's liquid lime eyes stared the poor boy down with such an intensity, it almost made him flinch.
"Good luck kid!" Luxord burst out laughing. "I told you, shrimpy won't even last a week!"
Vanitus gave Roxas a simple look that said, 'Good luck' or 'Sorry dude, your luck stinks'. Either way, Roxas was still left there staring at the cabin. The big number eight seemed to stare down on him, as if he didn't deserve to even enter. But what was he thinking! How could a damn inanimate number make him scared. He was Roxas for gods sakes! He took no shit, not from a number or a cabin or whoever was in that cabin! After these little thoughts, Roxas began to think he was ready to move and brought his luggage to the door of the cabin and rested it there as he opened it up and slid in.
As he entered, there was a loud sounding of rock music assaulting his ears. If he hadn't been able to outside, the wall would have to be pretty thick right? But all thoughts fell away when he took sight of the most gorgeous thing he had ever laid eyes on.
This man (Yes, Roxas was openly gay. Calm yourself...) had the wildest spiked hair that was the color of a blazing red sun. He was tall too, possibly a head taller than Roxas was himself. Roxas marveled at the man as he was just finishing putting on a black wife beater. The blonde had slightly caught the sight of hard muscles and that could only be confirmed more when the shirt clung tightly, showing every dip and curve the man had. The unknown redhead had a sharp face with high cheekbones and such tan skin that Roxas would never have the privilege to receive. Right below his eyes on each side was one upside down teardrop tattoo and when he opened said eyes... Roxas just wanted to gasp. A deep and intense emerald green looked back at him. Unlike Vexen's lime green eyes, this males eyes were more natural and real.
It took Roxas a few seconds to realize he was staring and turned around with a blush on his cheeks. The music quieted behind him and Roxas was sure he was now being stared at.
"Hey, like what you see?" The deep voice was like real music to his ears. But of course, amazing things never really last long, do they? "Because I don't sleep with kids, even if they do have nice asses. I mean, I would want to sleep with me too, but isn't fucking a minor illegal?"
Now Roxas wasn't a prude, nor was he not used to the male attitudes, but there were quite a few problems the male found with just the sentences he said.
1. He automatically assumed that Roxas wanted him right then and there.
2. He called Roxas a kid.
3. He had checked Roxas out, and even if he did it to him first, there was no need to point out that he had a nice ass.
4. He was obviously self-centered enough to even think he would sleep with himself if he was another person.
5. He didn't even know Roxas's name yet and he was somewhat hitting on him.
6. He called Roxas a kid.
Roxas whipped around and sent a glare to the man. He already knew they would not get along. It was one of the worst traits a person could have, but Roxas was quick to judge people and could hold grudges for the longest times. Maybe it was because the plane and boat rides had been stressful or maybe because he had a headache or, or... Well there was many more reasons, but Roxas just felt like blowing a gasket.
"First of all, Whoever the fuck you are, I am not a kid! I am eighteen, thank you!" Roxas fumed. "Secondly, get over yourself! Like I would want to sleep with a obvious prick like you. To even think you would sleep with yourself if you could? Maybe if you lean further toward the water you would be able to see that reflection more Narcissus. God forbid you ever fall in and drown."
The other male just stared at him with a smirk and an eyebrow raised the whole time. When Roxas finished his short rant the smirk only grew. "You're pretty short to be eighteen."
The small boy almost groaned. Of course the only thing he would have picked up on was the age factor. Roxas could just feel in his bones that coming to this camp was a bad idea. He just ignored the man and opened up a suitcase then held the comforter and sheets to his summer bed out. White and black checkers, just like he loved.
"Axel." The redheads tone was in his head again. The blonde paused in the middle of putting on the sheets. Roxas looked over and raised an eyebrow at him.
"What?"
"Well, I thought you might want to know the name of the man you'll be dreaming of tonight." there it was again, the cocky smile and wink. Roxas just rolled his eyes and glared.
"Axe-hole? Sounds sort of like Ass-hole... Yeah, it fits you perfectly." The blue eyed boy just threw the pillows and blanket on top, walking over to another suitcase to bring out a small velvet book. The true reason he was there.
"You're feisty, I like that."
Roxas rolled his eyes again, holding tight of his book he walked out the door. "See you Asshole. Oh, and don't touch my shit while I'm gone."
"Why would I want to touch shit, that's just gross!" He heard the yell and laughter from behind him and almost reached up to smack his hand to his head.
"Asshole..."
A/N: Alright, tell me guys, Do you think I should continue?