Rox3l: Hey guys, new story from me. I know some of you are probably still waiting on an update for Let's Talk About Sex, Baby I'll admit that I have been completely uninterested in working on that one, although I did put in some time on it yesterday. But yeah, new story. I decided that there hadn't been a decent Axel/Roxas vamp fic in a while, so yea, it's going to be that kind of story. Some of my inspiration for this came from the movie Let Me In. I actually really liked that movie, and if you like vampire stories you should check it out. It's defiantly different. Any-who, I hope you like this new story from me.

~O~

It was late. Like, 4:30 in the morning kind of late. The kind of late that you know if you stay up much longer the sun is going to rise and you are going to regret it. Yeah, that kind of late. Axel threw his black Xbox 360 controller to the floor and stretched his arms over his head. A pale strip of mid drift glowing in the light from his flat screen TV.

"Alright guys," He said into the mic that was attached to his head. "I have to go to bed. I have school in three hours."

He heard his best friend start to protest, but he didn't really care what he had to say and he backed out of the group. His screen returning to the title menu. Axel loved him dearly but was just too tired at this point to deal with his overly in your face best friend. He turned off the console, stood and then took the few steps that brought him to the edge of his bed and let gravity pull him down onto its plush and inviting surface. Sighing contently he closed his eyes and was perfectly willing to just let sleep suck him under when headlight through his window flashed in his face. Groaning, his eyes popped open and drifted toward one of his bedroom's windows to stare beyond the glass and see why there was a car out this late.

He lifted his chest up off the bed as curiosity got the better of him. There was a white van parked in the driveway of the house for sale across the street. Rolling onto his side, Axel dipped over the side of the bed and got to his feet, padding silently to the window. A young boy, he guessed a few years younger then himself, was standing in the grass of the yard with a cardboard box in his arms. As he watched, an older man climbed out of the back of the van with a large old fashioned clothing trunk. Axel knew what it was immediately because his grandmother had a similar one in her attic. Him and his sister used to play dress up with all the old clothes it had it in. They were a lot deeper then one might think from just looking at it and could fit a decent sized person in it.

As Axel looked on the older shut the van and they both headed for the front door, the elder unlocked it and disappeared inside. The boy stayed on the door step for a moment before be turned and his eyes locked on the window that Axel was standing in. Heart jumping, Axel ducked away from the window, pressing himself against the wall next to it. He stayed like that, with his heart in his throat, for what felt like ages but the digital clock on the table by his bed told him was only two minutes before he peeked his head around to look back out the window.

The boy was gone.

Relaxing visibly, Axel stayed there for a moment then moved back to his bed and sat down. He was shaking, the adrenaline making his limbs feel light. There was no way that he had been seen, was there? There couldn't be. It was way too dark. It had just been a coincidence. It had to be Axel convinced himself before rolling over and tucking his head against his pillow. It was then that he realized that the boy hadn't been wearing shoes, and it was the middle of December. The ground, even though they hadn't gotten any snow in a few weeks, had to have been freezing. Starting to drift off to sleep, Axel's head was filled with questions about the strange people that had moved in across the street at 4:40 in the morning.

On the other side of the street a single light blinked on and a small figure came to the room's single window. He stared across the street to the nearly identical window that had, minutes before, had a tall young man standing in it. The blonde smiled, deciding that he had found his new replacement. The older man that he had came in with came up behind him and wrapped his arms around him. Sighing he leaned back, his head resting on the other's shoulder as his hands roamed his small body.

"Are you sure he'll be receptive?" Came the man's voice as his hand slid up the boy's chest.

The smaller nodded, "I saw his mind. He's perfect."

Letting go of the smaller body the other blonde stood and turned to leave the room, "If this is what you want, Roxas."

Roxas turned to look sadly at his companion, "It's not just what I want, Luxord. Don't forget, I can still read your mind too."

Luxord stiffened, then without saying anything further left the room, slamming the door behind him. Roxas was unfazed and turned back to the window and stared longing at the darkened one opposite his own. He stayed like that, staring across the street, until the sun started to creep over the horizon. When that happened he retreated back into the room, turned the synthetic light off and climbed into bed. Today was going to an interesting day indeed.

~O~

Axel groaned in misery as his alarm tore him from a wonderful dream about a girl with some of the biggest tits he'd ever seen. Flailing his arm out he smacked the snooze button and the annoying sound immediately stopped. Getting comfortable Axel was drifting happily back to sleep when his bedroom door flew open, scaring the shit out of him. He shot up in bed to see his younger sister grinning at him. Growling he yanked the covers over his head and tried to ignore his bubbly, morning person of a sister.

"Axel! You shithead, get the duck out of bed, it's already 7:20. If you don't get up now we'll be late."

Pulling the blanket back down, a venom green iris regarded the redheaded girl, "Fuck, Kairi. I Believe the word you were looking for was 'fuck'."

"You're not being cute, Axel. Seriously! I don't want to be late for school. Please get up." The girl pleaded taking a hold and tugging at the blankets.

Axel had never been one to turn away when he was asked nicely. His momma taught him better then that. Moaning, he flailed his limbs, kicking the red comforter off him. "Alright. Be ready and at my car in five minutes."

With that he stumbled his way out of the room and into the bathroom. He brushed his teeth and ran a quick brush threw his hair, deciding to just pull the disaster into a ponytail instead of trying to get it to look decent as it was. He then headed back into his room and pulled on black Tripp pants with bright acid green straps, a black tank top and a long black fishnet shirt. Looking in his mirror he deemed himself sexy as hell before exiting his room and trotted downstairs into the kitchen. Said a fast goodbye to his mother and headed out to the driveway. As the front door slammed behind him and he stepped out into the morning sun, he noticed that there was a moving truck in front of the house across the street. Remembering the boy from last night, his heart sped and he made a beeline for his '78 cherry red Thunderbird. Axel loved his car. Like, to the point that if it had been legal, he was pretty sure he would have married it by now. He had found it for sale on Craigslist two years ago and had begged his parents to let him get it. They bought it for his 16th birthday and Axel then spent the next two years(and three part time jobs) restoring it.

Placing his key into the lock he opened the driver's side door and slide in before leaning over and unlocking the passenger side door. Kairi climbed in and slammed the door as Axel turned over the engine. Putting in the car in reverse Axel tore ass out of the driveway before speeding off down the street. Kairi grabbed onto the door handle and glared at her brother. "Can you slow down? I want to get there, but I want to get there alive."

Axel's answer was a dark chuckle and to press his foot into the gas pedal harder, pushing the engine up to 50. Kairi shrieked, as they came up fast on a stoplight that had just turned red and Axel slammed on the brakes. She swung her purse at Axel, catching him in the shoulder. "Fucking hell, Axel. If you get another speeding ticket mom and dad are going to kill you."

Axel grinned at his baby sister but pulled away from the now green light staying at the speed limit. When they arrived at Destiny High Axel dropped Kairi off at the front door then went to find a parking space in the student parking lot. He pulled into a spot that was three quarters of the way down the lot and turned the engine off. Twisting around in his seat to reach into the back and grab his backpack then got out of the car, the warning bell sounding as he headed up towards the school. He didn't hurry at the sound of the bell, senioritsis and all. This was his last year in this hellhole, so what did he care if they gave him detention? He wasn't going to go, and what could they really do to him? Suspend him? Like any kid ever thought a few days forbidden from going to school was a terrible thing. Humming he strolled through the halls amongst the other students that were desperately trying to get to class before the last bell sounded. He strode through the doorway of his first period class just as the bell ceased to ring. He teacher gave him a look as Axel took his seat, but that was it.

"Alright, class. Shut the hell up."

Axel grinned as Mr. Ansem began explaining that days math lesson. As much as he hated school, some of his teachers were just awesome. Axel opened his notebook and began copying the problems on the board down. Mr. Ansem knew that with the school year being almost over, none of his senior classes were going to get any real work done, so more often then not he would write problems on the board and as long as they didn't get rowdy he let the class talk amongst themselves. Axel was scribing away on one of the pages when he heard someone enter the room. Not really caring he didn't even glance up, assuming it was a student council member come to collect the list of absent students.

"Um, excuse me. I'm new, I got a bit lost."

That wasn't a voice Axel was familiar with, so he looked up and his blood ran cold. The boy he had seen this morning was standing at the teacher's desk with a pink slip in his hand. He handed it to Ansem who looked it over. "Alright, uh. . .Roxas. Have a seat anywhere."

Roxas turned and regarded the class, then moved threw one of the aisles the desks formed before plopping down into the empty one next to Axel. The redhead's heart was in his throat and he was hyper aware of his skin. Cautiously he glanced to the side to see that Roxas was paying him absolutely no attention whatsoever as he copied the problems on the board into a spiral bound notebook without even needing to be told. Axel visibly relaxed and casually glanced at Roxas' feet, which where covered by black leather boots. He didn't know why he thought Roxas might have been barefoot again. Shaking his head at himself he turned back to the board and listened to the soft chatter as he finished solving the problems and put his name at the top of the paper to send forward at the end of the class.

He then stuffed his math notebook back into his book bag before taking out a smaller, beat up sketchbook. He flipped to a blank page and stared at it for a moment. He side glanced again, then began to sketch the outline of Roxas' body. He then pulled up the image of what the boy's eyes had looked like last night and started to draw in the lines of those intense orbs. Then he sketched the facial features before going back to work on the body definition. Axel was so engrossed in what he was doing he didn't notice that Roxas was sitting there watching him draw.

"That's not half bad."

The sultry tone of Roxas' voice startled Axel so bad he put a dark slash across the picture he had been working on. Scowling down at the pencil line he turned the page and looked at Roxas. He had turned in his seat and was giving Axel the full weight of those deep blue eyes.

"Um, thanks." Axel murmured, not sure why he was feeling so self conscious.

"Are you going to go to college for art?"

"Huh?" Axel asked stupidly, as if he hadn't heard the question. "Oh, um, no actually. I'm not really planning on going to college."

A look that he couldn't identify flickered across Roxas' features, "Why not?"

Axel shrugged penciling in a few lines onto the fresh page in the sketchbook, "A lot of reasons."

Roxas sensed a lack of wanting to talk about it, so he dropped it. Not wanting to push where he wasn't wanted.

"What about you?" Axel asked after a few moments of sitting in silence.

Roxas shook his head, "Nah, we move around a lot so it wouldn't really be worth it."

"Your dad's job?" Axel guessed.

Roxas nodded, "Yeah. Army."

Axel grinned at him, it made something in Roxas' chest flutter. "Army brat, huh?" He teased. "How old are you?"

"Sixteen," Roxas replied without really much thought.

Axel blinked, "Sixteen? Wow, you must be really smart if you are finishing school at sixteen."

Roxas shifted uncomfortable, his age was always a sore topic for him. "I have an IQ of 162."

The redhead spluttered at the number, "Seriously? Fuck, why didn't you just test out of high school altogether?"

The blonde shrugged and began picking at the binding of his notebook, "My father believes that the interaction with others my age is important."

Axel nodded slowly, "I guess I can understand that."

They fell into a comfortable silence for the next ten minutes before Axel spoke up again, "You liking it here so far?"

Roxas hummed happily, "Yes."

"Where did you move from?"

Roxas glanced down and began chewing on a loose piece of skin, "Daytona."

"Ah, cool, cool. You doing anything after school?"

His hand falling from his mouth, Roxas shook his head. "Not to my knowledge."

At that moment the bell rung, signaling the end of their first period. All the other students were shoving their belonging into their bags and making a mad dash for the door. Axel shoved his sketchbook back into his bag and stood, slinging it over his shoulder. "We should hang out. I can give you a ride home if you want?"

Roxas finished putting his own things away and stood also, "I'd like that."

Axel grinned at him and thrust his hand out. "It was a pleasure meeting you, Roxas."

The blonde placed his small, pale hand into the other male's larger one, "Same to you, Axel."

They both headed down the aisles and toward the door.

"Meet me in the student parking lot after the last bell." Axel called as he headed down the opposite hallway, blending into the crowds of other students trying to get to their classes before the next bell rang and they were written up for being late.

Roxas watched him go until he couldn't pick him out of the mass of bodies anymore. He then turned and headed for the stairwell, making his way down to the first floor and down along another hallway, entering his next class just as the bell rang. Their first meeting had gone much better then Roxas had hoped for.

~O~

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