My boyfriend was supposed to beta this but.. I don't think he will ever get to it :/
-forehead smack- I cant believe I started another fic. I am completely lost at my last two fics. Not that I am not inspired to write them, cause I rly want to and all.. I just cant decided what I want to happen next.. with that's in cracked's case.. with my other one… I just don't feel like writing it XD.
Well.. this is written differently than I usually write. And Roxas's character isn't how I normally make him.. he is more dramatic and horny XD.. which is never a bad thing XD
Disclaimer: I do not own…
Also: I am not in college.. but in this fic Roxas is.. so sorry if I have anything wrong.. I am rly just going by stupid movies and friends who were in college.. like the dorm is based off of one of my college friends. Please tho, if u are in college and I say something about it that is just completely wrong (not that I think I will.. it doesn't seem that complicated to write about but ya never know..) let me know please.
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Also if I get atleast 5 reviews then the due date for the next chapter should be around jan. 6th-10th… hopefully o.0.. lol
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Bzzz Bzzz
A few heads turned towards me as my stupid phone went off. I swear, my phone might as well not even have a vibrate option. The damn vibrating is louder than the ring tone.
I looked back down at my notes. Why the hell is someone texting me now? Everyone knows that I am in class and cannot stand to miss out on any notes!
I bit the inside of my lip debating weather to check my phone. The professor didn't seem to be planning on slowing down anytime soon.. but then again, this must be something important… why else would some text me if it wasn't.. right?
I grumbled and reached for my phone. I checked the little screen on the front. Instead of giving me a convenient name from my address book, it gave me a jumble of numbers. Now obviously, this jumble of numbers was a phone number but anytime I see more then 2 numbers next to each other I swear, my brain turns to jelly. lets just say, I am not good with numbers. Unless it is counting the steps in a dance routine, then I'm not good. And by dancing, I don't mean like intense ballet, I'm not that gay. I mean like musical theatre dancing.
Anyone who knows me knows that I am that gay theatre boy. But if you didn't know me, then you would never be able to guess that I love going shopping with my best friend Olette, I listen and enjoy Britney spears music, and that I am completely gay.
Now I am not one of those gays that act like girls.. even though I like to shop. I wear boy clothes, I smush bugs with my hands, there are clothes thrown all over my room, and I talk normally.. except when I get really carried away, but that's beside the point, all right?
Well anyway, back to this demon text message. I opened my phone, not even bothering to see if I recognized the damn number.
8131201110:
Hey baby, I'll be out of work in a little bit.
..the hell? Who calls me baby? Well, my mom but that's really it. This isn't my mom is it? I don't care when the hell she gets out of work.
After a bit of intense problem solving on my part, I came to the conclusion that the area code of this number was 813 and my moms is 219.. so this obviously wasn't her. I inwardly groan and replied with a short ' who is this'.
That was a complete waste of my time, and here I thought it was something important.
After a few minutes.. no scratch that, milli seconds, my phone vibrated yet again, earning a groan from the dude sitting next to me. I rolled my eyes and took out my phone. The same damn jumble of numbers. I flipped it open and almost scoffed out loud.
8131201110:
Who is THIS? Why r u textin me?
Who the hell answers a question with another damn question?! I hate that!
To: 8131201110
.. its rox…. u just txted me sumthing before…
I typed in my reply and violently flipped my phone shut. What was this person's problem. Maybe a simple, 'oh this is bob'.. or 'sorry wrong number' would have been okay.. but seriously? Be more rude!
I looked back up towards the board and saw that the professor was erasing the notes.
"Class dismissed" the man made a 'shoo' motion with his hands and everyone gathered their stuff. I groaned and slammed my notebook shut.
Not only was the damn person rude, but also they made me miss the stupid notes…
I let out a growl as my phone vibrated again. I flipped it open, without even checking the number, it was obviously the same person.
8131201110:
How the hell did u get my #?
I almost did a forehead smack. Did I not just tell the person that they texted me first?! Seriously dude, this was getting a bit ridiculous.
To: 8131201110
I just said that u txted me before. I think you had the wrong number
I shut my phone and made my way outside the stuffy building. I fast walked to my dorms, purposely ignoring the vibrating in my pants, the stupid rude poophead can wait until later. Yes I called him a poophead.. got a problem with it?!
I got to my dorm and unlocked the door. I shared one of the bigger dorms with a couple friends and my brother. It was almost like alittle apartment. There was a small kitchen attached to the living room and 3 bedrooms. The bathroom had a few shower stalls and stuff. It was pretty frickin' nice. Olette was able to keep it nice.
I shared my room with my brother Sora. And Hayner shared with Pence while Olette, being the only girl, got her own room
I threw my bag on the couch and made my way to my room. I opened my door to find Sora, my brother/roommate, gathering his stuff up into his bag. He grinned over at me and waved.
"Sup dude!" I rolled my eyes at the way he talked. Since I, his brother, am gay he is constantly trying to prove that he is not. Trying to talk all ' cool boy' like. Not that he has a problem with my being gay, he completely accepts it, he just is weird about people asking him if he were gay.
"I'm going to meet my girlfriend!" he grinned over at me and I rolled my eyes yet again.
" I know who Kairi is, and I am aware that the whore is your girlfriend, no need to refer to her as 'girlfriend'."
Sora growled and smacked me upside my head, mumbling something about the whore not being a whore, I pretty much stopped listening after he smacked me. seriously, NO ONE SMACKS ME.. I will get him back later, when he least expects it. –insert silent evil laugh-
" well, AS I WAS SAYING, I am going out so, yea. Can you please clean your side of the room, it's starting to cramp my style.." he did a motion with his hands and I snorted.
" cramp your style? Ok DAWG, I'll get to that. Have a great time with 'girlfriend'." I smirked over at him and rolled his eyes, leaving without saying another word.
I quickly picked up all the stuff on my side, not really cleaning anything, and sat on my bed. I felt my phone dig into my ass and remembered the damn spawn of Satan text that was waiting for me. I flipped it open and growled,
8131201110:
don't even start wit me, watch wat u say.
What the hell was this dudes problem?! Is it that hard to say ' sorry wrong number?'. I got angry and texted that as my reply and set my phone next to me. there was a long 'stare into nothing' moment then my phone went off again. but instead of stopping at one vibrate, it continued. I glanced over to see that the person was calling me! what the hell?
"hello?" I tried to sound polite, maybe make the dude feel bad or something. Now, if that could see me pout, then they would feel bad. I don't know so much about just hearing my voice.
" who the hell is this?" this annoying whiny voice found its way through the phone. This chick (yes he is actually a she) needs to chill out.
"um, this is Rox.. I think you had the wrong number earlier.."
"how did you get my number?"
I let out an exhausted sigh and rolled my eyes, " we just went over this, you texted me earlier."
" oh no, do NOT get loud with me!"
Wait, WHAT? I didn't raise me voice at all? What the hell what wrong with the girl?
" I wasn't, there is no need to be getting so worked up over this."
" ok, first of all, you do not need to be giving me that attitude!"
" um ma'am? Could we just drop this? Please?"
"ok, first of all, I never texted you!"
since when did 'first' come twice? " um, yes...you do, I can forward it to you.." I did it quickly, since my phone has that awesome skill. There was a long pause from the demon chick then she let out an offended noise, as If I insulted her.
" how did you get that message?"
I rolled my eyes and sighed into the phone, " you texted it to me, i. think. You. Had. The. Wrong. Number."
" I never texted you!"
"HOW ELSE WOULD I GET YOUR DAMN PHONE NUMBER?!"
" ya know what, Ima get my boyfriend on ya ass, he will tear you up! You will wish ya never got to fightin' with me."
oh. My. Gawd. Is this chick for real? " I am not starting a fight with you! Can we seriously just like, drop this?"
" oh doncha start gettin' loud with me again, you will regret it!"
" oh. My gawd. I am hanging up now, this is totally redic!" ..yes, I abbreviated ridiculous.. when I'm angry I do that..
..shut up..
I flipped my phone shut and threw it on my bed. How physco was that woman. Like seriously?
See, This when my gay talk starts to come out, when I am fucking mad. But I mean, really? This was totally stupid, am I right? Don't answer that, cause I already know I'm right.
My stupid phone started to vibrate again and I whined loudly. My phone was flashing with another different jumble of number.
'8138091313' flashed across the screen of my phone. I picked it up and answered with a very aggressive and high pitched "Nnnghaa?"
"umm, is this.. uh Rox?"
I blinked my eyes and straightened up. This wasn't the same person as before. This person was well for one, male. He also actually sounded.. not rude. Meaning, he sounded nice. His voice sounded like it should be on the radio. Y'know, like that radio guy that all the girls have a crush on even though they have never seen his face.. they just know his voice.
" um, yes.' I immediately lost my attempt at aggression.
" well, I am supposed to be 'grilling your ass' right now but, I think my girlfriend is being stupid. We'll just pretend I'm telling you off, all right?" the guy chuckled and I swear, my heart may have just melted. He sounded so amazing… but.. keyword in the sentence was 'girlfriend'. But it's not like I would ever speak with this person again anyway.
I laughed into the phone, " that's cool with me."
"so.. sorry about her though, she must be on her period or something."
I cringed at the thought of period. One of those reason I don't like girls. They have that time where it is just like 'bitch' at all moments. And personally, I would rather not have to hide from my 'significant other' just because of the time of the month. I felt slightly sorry for this guy.
" aren't girls always on their periods?"
the guy laughed, " so true! Well, I guess I should let you go.. sorry for.. earlier."
"oh it's no big deal."
"OH! My name is Axel by the way, commit it to memory."
I chuckled and smiled, " will do, and pretty unique name." unique name? what the hell was I saying? Why can't I sound.. I don't know.. maybe cooler?
" yea.. you to? I guess…" he laughed
" well I guess, it was nice meeting you? Or something.."
" yea, nice meeting you to. Or something."
I giggled (yes I giggled. Have a problem with it then you can go screw yourself).
" alright.. bye"
"see ya"
I hung up the phone and smiled to myself. Well he was nice. Axel.. I was definitely committing that to memory.
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I rushed into the theatre and dropped my bag in one of the seats. Marluxia, the theatre professor, rolled his eyes at me and pointed to the stage.
I rushed up and stood in the line that the rest of the class seemed to be making. Marluxia opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted with a knock on the door. He looked at his watch and rushed over to the door. When it opened I swear, a frickin angel walked into the room.
This guy, was beautiful. He had this amazingly spiky hair, that made mine look like a shaggy dogs. It was a gorgeous shade of red. He was extremely tall and skinny, wearing a pair of black skinny jeans and a black hoodie with a heart on fire in the middle. His face, now that might have been the best part. It was beautiful. He had amazing green eyes with tattoos right under them. They looked like black tear drops. All together, he looked pretty epic. And by epic I mean , completely beautiful and sexy.
I could just see it now….
He would rush into the room, wind blowing in his amazing hair. He would be out of breath and his white button up would be ripped slightly, showing off a perfectly toned chest. He would run his hand through his hair and walk over to me.
"I have been searching my whole life for you" he would say, and then tilt my head up towards his. We would share one of those amazing kisses, those ones that get zoomed into in movies. It would be magical. I would run my hand across his chest and hear him moan.
"rooxaas… rooxxaas.."
"Roxas?! Rooxaas?! Is you nose bleeding?"
I broke from my thoughts and I instantly felt a small something trickle from my nose. You cannot be serious. I heard Olette giggled quietly next to me.
By this time Mr. 'soontobewetdream' and Marluxia had made their way onto the stage. Their eyes on me, looking completely amused.
I felt a tissue make its way to my nose and I flew my hand up, feeling Olette's tiny hand. She removed it and smiled at me, a slight blush on her face.
Now she knew I was gay, but it was obvious she always had a tiny crush on me. But that wasn't gonna stop me from being close with her, I mean, she was my best friend.
I mumbled a thank you and wiped my nose, taking a few seconds to check and see if the bleeding had stopped. God, this was embarrassing.
"as I was saying, before I was rudely interrupted by Roxas's bleeding nose, we have someone here to help us out for a while. He is one of my closet friends so please be kind and stop drooling.. that means you.."
I immediacy got panicky, till I realized he was referring to Rikku on the other side of the stage. Fucking Rikku man, he's MINE.. or at least, he's gonna be,
Mr. ' lookslikeafuckinganimalinbed' cleared his throat and grinned, waving his hand in the air.
"yea.. so as pink man said, I am gonna be chilling with you guys for a while,"
his voice sounded familiar, but I would have known if I had met him before.. like seriously, how could I not?!
" and I do know what I am talking about in theatre so don't try to tell me how to do things! You are not in charge of me, commit it to memory."
Commit it to memory… where have I heard that before? Oh yea, that Axel guy today… is this some new phrase I am not aware of.
" if any of you steal my catch phrase I'll eat your head."
His catch phrase? But Axel used it.. my mind suddenly put two and two together. He sounds like that Axel guy, and he used the same 'catch phrase'. This has got to be Axel right? I gasped.. really loudly.
A few heads turned towards me and I started to blush, since Mr. 'Ithinkthisisamazingphoneguy' was also smirking at me.
"well then, two interruptions in a row. I want to screw you into a wall!"
My jaw dropped at the what he said .. and the way he smirked. He did NOT just say that.. did he?
"w-what?" I choked out, eyes popping out of my skull.
He rose one of his eyes brows and gave me a 'wtf' look, " I said, first a nose bleed and a gasp.. is that all?"
I closed my mouth and cleared my throat, "oh.. yes sir.."
He chuckled and shook his head, "please don't call me sir, I am not that old. Call me Axel!" by this point he had brought his attention to the rest of the class and I felt my brain do flip-flops. I was right! Ha! Screw you 'dumb blonde' logic, I just proved you wrong!
The rest of the class consisted of practicing dance steps for the musical and watching Marluxia point at me and whisper to Axel. I knew exactly what he was saying. I was one of the best in the class and I'm not gonna lie, I like it when people point that out. I'm not cocky about it or anything, everyone in this class has talent.
After class I waited behind and picked up some things around the stage, like always. Marluxia and Axel went back to his office.
Am I the only one who finds it completely crazy that Axel is.. well, the Axel. Talk about a fucking small world.
When I finished up with cleaning I made my way to the office to let them know I was heading off, and maybe making conversation with Axel. I was still debating weather I should ask about earlier.
I was about to knock when I heard something drop and a loud groan.
" I can't deal with it Marluxia!" Axels voice said. I knew that I shouldn't do this but, I couldn't help it, I listened in.
"I don't know what to tell you man." I heard some rustling of papers. Axel let out another groan and I heard a loud plop. The plop, I recognized, was him falling to his knees on the ground. Yes I am in drama, so yes, I can be dramatic. I fall on my knees dramatically quite often to win peoples pity, so I know that sound very well.
" b-but she wants to get married!"
"well then, buy a fucking ring dude."
"ok have you not listened to me for the past.. like 3 years. I DO NOT want to spend the rest of my life with Larxene."
I instantly felt my heart skip a beat. He doesn't like his bitch girlfriend with a weird name! That means I have some type of a chance!
" well then simple, break up with her!"
" I CAN'T! my parents.. they just.. Gah. Ya know, You're not bein' helpful!"
Marluxia sighed again and I could just see him rubbing the bridge of his nose. He does that all the time when he gets annoyed. He even has a certain sigh that goes with it. I call it 'that sigh that means he is about to rub the bridge of his nose'. Creative eh?
" we have this discussion like every other day, I do NOT want to deal with your griping anymore. You know your options, your break up with her and fucking forget your damn parents or, you put a frickin ring on her finger. I am done dealing with this!" I heard footsteps coming towards the door and took a quick 6 steps back. When the door opened I start to walk as If I was just making my way down here. I jumped, pretending to be surprised to see Marluxia open his door.
"hey I was gonna leave, unless you want me do anything else.."
Marluxia sighed and pointed towards axel, "take this child off my back. Show him around the green room. make sure he knows how everything works, if you don't mind."
" not at all!" I grinned, practically jumping for joy. Before I could break into a wet day dream Axel came out and clapped his hands.
" awesome! The star gets to show me around, I feel oh so honored." He grinned over at me and I returned it. Marluxia rolled his eyes and left us grinning at eachother.
Now normally, I am not this friendly, no I am not mean, I just usually don't grin at people I really don't know. So Marluxia already knew something was up.
Now let me talk about Marluxia and me for a second. There is a reason why I don't refer to him as 'professor'. He is Olette's older brother, so I have pretty much known him my whole life. He used to have brown hair though, until he came out in high school, I was still in middle school at the time though. It started out as a bet he had with a few friends. He convinced them that he could get a guy to turn gay for him. Now everyone knows that at Bastion high, almost none of the guys are gay. If they aren't already out and gay, then they are those jockey football players who always have a girlfriend. But for some reason, Marluxia begged to differ. And as everyone anticipated, no one turned gay for him. I never understood why though, if I had not already been out, I would I turned gay for him, even if I was only in middle school. I still, to this day, think he would be an amazing fuck. But back to his hair. since he lost he had to bleach and dye it pink, to show off his 'manliness'. In the end though, he really liked it. It also totally screamed, ' I am gay' so girls generally stopped hitting on him, except for those who hit on gay guys even though they are gay…. I hate those girls. But back to Marluxia and me.
Yea we were close. He was the first person I came out to also, so he was kind of like my older brother also. But I digress, back to the actually story.
So once Marluxia was gone axel threw his hands in the air, still grinning like a fucking maniac (a sexy one). I mocked him and threw my hands up.
" So little dude, where to?" I signaled for him to follow and stumbled, yes shut up I stumbled, into the green room. the place was a complete mess. There were three couches, one of which were broken, and papers thrown everywhere. To the left you could see the door to the costume room slightly open, revealing the mess of unfolded clothes. To the right was the make-up area. On the floor there was a deep layer of powder decorating the floor. On the table next to it there was a huge pile of wigs, all different colors and styles. I partly think the janitor is scared to come in here.. or Marluxia told him not to. Marluxia is very.. protective of the green room.
Axel let out a low whistle and was visibly cringing.
" this is definitely moving to the top of my list of things to clean… "
I laughed and kicked a few empty cans around on the floor. "it's pretty much easy to get used to. Costumes get thrown in there… wigs on the table.. Makeup over there.. trash.. uh.. on the floor."
"umm there don't happen to be roaches.. are there?" I shrugged and sat on the couch.
"Who cares?" axel twitched slightly and stood awkwardly next to the couch, looking around the floor. It was obvious by his actions that he was some type of neat freak.
"so.. uh.. Marls has told me a lot about you.. you Roxas right?"
I nodded and started to fiddle with my hands. He obviously didn't remember me from the phone.. or he just didn't put two and two together. if not, then he was even duller than I could be.
Or this isn't even the same Axel.. but I don't know very many Axels.. well I only know one.. and he is standing next to me.
"Your cute in person.." I choked on my spit and spun around to face him, hurting my neck in the process. I then made a very attractive 'couchheezehack' sound. I was supposed to be 'what'… but it came out more like a dying sound.
He chuckled and rolled his eyes, " Rox is short for Roxas right?" I nodded dumbly and let out one more pathetic hack.
" I knew who ya were even on the phone…" I still started dumbly at I'm and smiled awkwardly down at me.
"Did you not memorize me like I told you to?" I broke form my trance and nodded.. Then I realized what he said and shook my head. Of course I remember him!
"Small world, eh Roxy?" I growled at the name and his eyes widened. He stepped backward with a huge grin on his face, waving his arms like I was some lion about to pounce on him… not that I would have minded pouncing on him.. But that is beside the point.
" do not call me Roxy." Sure I was gay.. but that doesnt mean you can call me girly names. I was gay not a frickin girl. I wouldn't even want to be a girl. Most of them are too whiney. Like those blonde ones that act all dumb and wear practically nothing.. I hate them. I wouldn't even want to be in the same gender as them.
" ok, ok. But you'll get used to it.. Roxy." He smirked and I glared again.
Suddenly his damn phone went off and he quickly answered it.
" hey….. no…. busy… yes I did… alright… see you later… Yeup." I quickly hung up and grinned at me. I was about to ask him who it was.. But then I realized I barely know him.
But you know that habit of asking people who it was on the phone? Yea.. I have that habit. It you don't know that habit.. then now you do!
"Fucking Larxene.." he mumbled to himself. I rose one eyebrow at him. I knew who she was from the conversation I heard earlier.. But I acted as though I did not know whom he was talking about.
"that was the girl you talk to earlier. She pretty much asked me if I 'grilled your ass' like I was supposed to. I said yes.." he chuckled and shook his head.
" I should be heading out though, you should probably go home as well."
I nodded and stood up, smiling at him.
" Nice to talk to you again." he smiled and ruffled my hair, skipping out of the room.
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review please!
Roxas: yea.. I would like to have Mr. 'mightjustmakemecuminmypants' in bed
soon!
Ren: -facepalmroxas- stupid horny bastard
Axel: y'know I have a name! it's Axel got it-
Ren: -facepalmaxel- Don't. Even. Start.
Demyx: Did I ever tell you the story of that time
Ren: -facefootdemyx-
Demyx: -grossoutwhine-
Ren: srry.. all my hands are full.
Axel: -licksrenshand-
Ren: eeww!
Axel: run away!!! –escapes-
Ren:.. I'll get him one of these days..
Roxas: -bigsigh- ....me too –stares longingly-
Ren: oh gawd.. a wet day dream… gross..