'Hey, is there someplace you always wanted to go?' Yep. 'Where?' Someplace..a place, that would exist just for me, a place I could call my own, a place just for me.' 'Ahh..you're in that mood again.." "...What mood?" "The one you're in right now, silly. That transformed state when your mind goes white and your mouth hangs open like a retard." Hm..not how I would put it but yeah, that way exactly
"See? Told ya." "So what do you wanna do now?" "I don't..know. Heh, sorry, I'm kinda out of it today." "You're out of it always, Roxy." "Not like this though, I feel..different somehow." "Are still remembering things?" "No..it's not that, just, look at this sky, so dull and barren, look how gray and cloudy it is. Almost as if it could begin to snow and never stop. So quiet out here.."
"Roxy..I" "Shh! I'm telling you just listen!" 'Geez, if I wasn't so damn confused I would've told Roxas how pretty he looked in those few moments. How his eyes were closed, how still his body was, the gentle October wind fluttering through his golden hair. Instead, he lifted his right eye open just half way so he could sneak a look at me. He pouted, how cute.
"Axy! You're not focused!" he complained. Axy was my nickname, obviously and Roxas's nickname was well, Roxy. I faked a silly smile. "I'm sorry, Roxy. I'll try harder." Somehow I sensed that he knew I was bluffing, so he looked at me, both eyes open, then quietly returned to his "meditation." Not another word was said between us for what seemed like hours. Eventually he spoke up.
"I can't hear it anymore, we can go, plus, sitting on the top of this tower is making me freeze my ass off." he smiled. "That's my Roxy." I chuckled as I reached to help him up. With my hand in his and him gazing up at me, embarrassed and happy being around me during "Us Time" which, in reality was really just "Roxas Time." But all annoyances aside, he smiled bashfully and kissed my cheek.
His lips were so soft and they had an almost intoxicating taste. I laughed a little at how shy he was at showing his affection. He began to blush, so cute. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him even closer to me till I could feel his breath brush against my face. I leaned down and kissed his nose. I whispered in his ear: "I love you, Roxy." His fingers pressed harder against my back.
"I love you too, Axy." he whispered back. Seconds later, the Morning Bell went off letting us know it was 11 AM. We stared up into the heavy sky, it appeared as though is was about to drop its load. "You wanna go?" I asked Roxy. He nodded quickly and we headed on back into town. No one seems to mind us, no one seems to mind that fact that we're in love, that we're gay. And that's the magical part about this place. No one seems to care about who you are, what color you are, what your orientation is, all they care about is the person inside, the inner self that makes us, human.
Roxas seemed to catch on my thoughts since he clung to my arm, resting his head on my forearm as we stroll through the town. We swerve by Cafe Renatta, the local library, and the ever-present train station. As we walk by, people acknowledge us, giving us friendly smiles, smiles of acceptance. And of course you can't have a town with a hot gay couple without... Yep, you guessed it, crazy yaoi fan girls, and Ohh, how the girls came, they came packs, no; armies of em, loaded with cameras, video phones, whatever tools to give them proof to show that we exist. Roxas held my arm even tighter as if he was preparing for the "Aww..!"s and "That's so sweet!"s of these rabid fan girls. This day, we survived, and without even having the question:
"Do you guys have sex?" pop up in the barrage of girls. But..to the inquirery that if we have sex? I won't tell you that just yet, but I will tell you that I've smacked that ass plenty of times. Poor Roxy's just not ready yet, and that's fine, I'm willing to wait as long as he wants. After we make it through the armies of girls, we arrive at the long awaited destination of choice:
Daisy Villa Apartments: Our, for now, home. Now, if you've read this far, I'll guess that I can safely assume you are a yaoi fan girl. (I'll determine whether or not you're crazy later on) I lead Roxas inside the apartments but quickly pull him to my chest. Those dim, silent halls always bothered me and I especially fear for Roxas here. He opened his mouth, as if to protest but keeps it shut. I glared straight ahead. I speak, like I understood what he was thinking. "This place gives me the creeps, that's all." He looked at me, and separated himself from my chest but still locked fingers with my own. A few more turns and bam, Room 302.
I fiddled through my coat pocket for my keys. Once I found them, I pushed it through the rusted lock for a few seconds and the door clicked open. I walked in of course, not before Roxy. I stretched my arms in my sluggish way. Roxas calmly but wearily sat himself on our bed. He had the eyes of a child, eyeing the room like it was nothing special, because, in truth it really wasn't.
It was your typical apartment, old furniture, crappy but sleepable, bed, a small bathtub, mini-refrigerator and a personal microwave, you know, the works. I sighed and let my arms droop to my sides. I walked towards the bed and sat next to Roxy. I fingered through his hair. Still that same empty look he had, just like the one he had at the Tower. That irritated me. So I spoke up.
"How come you're not talking to me?" He turns to me. "Huh? Oh, I'm, I don't know, just out of it. I thought I told you that." I rolled my eyes and groaned and plopped my back on the bed. "Out of it. Sure, okay" He shot me a look of pain. His eyes pleading and begging for me to stop hurting him. God, how those eyes affected me! I gave in, like always.
"Sorry Roxy, it just gets a little annoying when you act like that." He stared at his feet, playing with the zipper of his hoodie. "I know, it's annoying, I'm sorry, it's just, I have days like this sometimes..But! I won't be like this all the time! All quiet and things, I promise I won't." he smiled. 'Poor kid.' I thought. All he wants is for me to be happy and I guess I take advantage of that so I begin to complain about what Roxy does that makes him, well, Roxy. I'm such an idiot. I smiled and gestured for him to lay down next to me. He did as he was told.
His ocean blue orbs locked into mine as though he expected me to say something. Hell, I didn't wanna say anything, I didn't wanna do anything. I just wanted to be with Roxy at this point. He still kept his eyes with mine, even when I caressed his hair, he blushed a little but Roxy still kept on staring. I eyed him for a long while before I opened my mouth and whispered: "You're so beautiful, Roxy."
I had meant that, I knew he knew by the way he looked in my eyes, how they had glown with honesty. He smiled and pulled my hand to his face and held it there. I could feel the warmth surging through to his cheeks. "I think you are beautiful too." he whispered I closed my eyes and kissed him, not a hard kiss, but an embracing kiss, one that signified love. He flushed and kissed me back.
Appropriate that seemed. Now this next kiss, I did force, my tongue made way through his lips and into his mouth, his tongue dancing and brushing with my own, and so we begin to explore each other, the wet surfaces inside, we just let ourselves roam free. And after that, we decided to explore each other even more.
I granted him permission to slip his hand under my shirt and let him touch what he wanted, and feel what he wanted, and rub what he wanted, just a little hands on action. As he scaled the muscles on my chest, I could tell that he was thoroughly, embarrassed, embarrassed that he didn't have nearly as much muscle as I did and that put a smile on my face.
I wasn't gonna let him touch down there until I got a chance to touch him up here. I gave him the "now-it's-my-turn" look. He blushed, very nervous I could see. I assured him nothing would happen. That convinced him. He watched carefully as I let my fingers glide themselves over his body. Now Roxy was sensitive everywhere so the slightest touch would drive him crazy. But of course it would have to be an intimate touch.
So intimate is shall be..
The Day of Night
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