Hello,

This story was originally posted under the user name Magnetic Cheese. The account belonged to an acquaintance, and I have finally gotten around to posting them under my own account name.

If this piece seems familiar to you, this would be the reason why.

I hope you enjoy these written words.

Prologue

Roxas.

In all of his past lifetime, he had never met someone quite like him. Roxas had these amazing blue eyes that seemed to sparkle and come to life whenever he was happy. And his hair, ohhhh his hair! It probably felt as soft and silky as it looked. The way his dirty blond tresses were naturally spiked upwards, messy yet kept together at the same time, it would make anyone want to run their fingers through them, over and over and over.

And then there was his face. Roxas had the most amazing skin ever! It was fair, and looked really soft, but seemed to glow at the same time. He had the most perfect face ever. From his high cheek bones, to his soft pink lips, and right down to his cute little button nose.

No wonder Axel was obsessed with the kid; he was freaking hot!

Axel sighed ruefully. Too bad Roxas didn't seem to think the same thing about him. No matter what he did, Roxas never seemed to be impressed. He had lit Demyx' ass on fire once, and yet Roxas didn't laugh. Then he had made the kitchen explode once, and yet Roxas didn't go "Omigod that was freaking awesome!". And he had even gone as far as making it rain fire outside once, and yet Roxas didn't stare in awe.

Axel stalked down the hallways of The Castle That Never Was. Everything he did, he did to impress Roxas, but Roxas was never impressed. It was freaking frustrating! What the hell was he supposed to do to get Roxas to like him? Or at least notice him.

Axel suddenly stopped dead in the middle of the hallway. Why didn't Roxas like him anyways? He pondered this for a few minutes. What was not to like about him? He had really cool hair that was super spiky and red. His eyes were green, and people who had green eyes were usually really cool, because green eyes were cool. He could make fire with a snap of his gloved fingers, which was awesome, and he had a pair of kick ass chakrams. Axel's whole appearance screamed, "I have really cool spiky red hair, and awesome green eyes so notice me dammit, because I'm smoking hawt!"

So why couldn't Roxas see that?

"So, how are you liking things here?"

Axel frowned. That sounded like Demyx.

"They're alright, I guess."

Axel's eyes widened. That was Roxas!

He looked around frantically for a place to hide. He couldn't face Roxas now; he had just woken up! And Axel was known to have a serious case of bed head.

"That's good to hear! And the other members? How are you getting along with them?"

Axel started to pull oh his bed head hair. What was he going to do? There was nowhere to hide and…hey look, a window! He nearly jumped and screamed for joy when he spotted the window across from him. He quickly squashed down this urge however when he heard their footsteps growing closer. Without a second thought, he lunged for the window, yanked it open, and crawled out, making sure he had a tight grip on the ledge.

It was a damn good thing Axel wasn't afraid of heights, or hanging outside of a window located about forty meters from the ground would be difficult.

"Well…the other members are alright, I guess. I don't see a lot of much of them though. But…"

"But…?"

The footsteps stopped abruptly, right in front of the window he was hanging out of. He would have panicked if he weren't so interested in their conversation.

"Well," Axel didn't have to see Roxas to know that he was fidgeting at this point. "There's this one guy…"

"Eh? Who is it?"

"I think his name was…Axel."

Said person nearly let go of the window ledge.He was Axel. Roxas was talking about him.

Roxas

Knew

His

Name.

Axel almost fainted.

"Oh yeah, I know Axel! Me and him are buddies!"

Axel caught himself before he snorted at Demyx' words. If Demyx considered people who lighted his ass on fire "buddies" then…that was just messed up.

"Really? You're…friends, with him?"

Axel couldn't help but frown at this. Sure he lit Demyx' ass on fire that one time, but that doesn't mean he was cruel to him or nothing. So why was it so hard to believe that they were friends—in Demyx' eyes.

"Well, yeah, what's so bad about Axy?"

Axy? Demyx was so dead.

"Don't you think…he's kind of creepy?"

Creepy? Roxas thought he was creepy? Axel could almost here his not-really-there-but-he-wished-it-was heart shatter. Roxas thought he was creepy…

"How so?"

"Well…he's always staring at me. And like, he follows me around almost everywhere when he sees me and…it's just creepy."

Axel felt his whole world crash.

"That certainly doesn't sound like Axel…maybe he's just going through a phase or something."

"Yeah well…I just hope he gets out of it sometime soon…"

"Hmm…I'm hungry! Let's go see what Lexaeus made for diner!"

Axel would have sighed in relief as he heard their footsteps grow fainter and fainter, but he was just too crushed to bring himself to do it. He crawled half-heartedly back inside and shut the window in despair.

Roxas thought he was creepy…

He slumped against the window and slid down until he was sitting in a heap on the floor. He couldn't believe it. All he had done in order for Roxas to notice him was in vain, because…

Roxas thought he was creepy.

"What am I supposed to do now?" he asked himself piteously. He dropped his head down so that his chin rested on his chest.

"Roxas…

Axel snapped his head up, determination shinning in his green eyes. Demyx had told Roxas that he was just "going through a phase." So…

If Roxas didn't like this "phase", then Axel would just have to try another one.

And thus began the many phases of Axel.

As always, I thank you for reading my work.

Sincerely,

Mr. Curiosity Bunny