Well, Hello there, lovely reader! :D This is my first story that I've posted on here, so I'm a bit nervous as to what people will think, so please R&R and let me know how I did! :D
Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts, it belongs to Disney and Square Enix. If I owned it, every cut scene would be gay sex. That is all.
AN: ENJOY MY STORY LOVIES~! 3 3 3
Walking down the pathway in the courtyard of my new University, I watched people sitting on benches and walking past. They all looked so happy and peppy. Not a worry in the world, laughing and smiling with their friends. A small part of me wished to be like them, and another part of me hated them for being that way. But it doesn't matter now, I just need to get myself together and get through this first year. Then I can maybe try and make friends again. Maybe.
I ambled closer to the building that held my dorm room and wondered if I'd have a roommate. If I did, I'd just be closed off and not talk. That usually deterred people enough to make them leave me alone. Climbing the stairs to the third floor, I eventually found my room. Number 318. Home sweet home, for now. I placed my things on the floor next to one of the two twin sized beds, and sat on its squeaky frame. I could hear the other students outside in the hallway with their families; saying goodbye and crying about how they will miss each other, the parents telling their children to call them every night. I laughed to myself when I thought about how I didn't have that, and probably never would. Ever since Sora had—I stopped myself from thinking it. I couldn't go back to thinking about that anymore. That was the past and needed to stay that way. This was the first time I'd thought about it in over two years, but I didn't cry. I haven't cried in over a year, and I don't plan on trying it again soon.
Suddenly the door to my dorm opened and a tall, slender man walked in, laughing about something apparently very hilarious. He said goodbye to his friends and closed the door. He stopped when he turned around, seeing me and flashing a blinding smile.
"Oh, hey, man! I'm Axel! You must be my roommate? Nice to meet you!" He had a very thick German accent. He dropped his things next to the empty bed on the other side of the room and held out his hand for me to shake.
I just nodded and shook his hand limply. He was actually very nice to look at. He had shiny neon red hair that defied gravity as much as mine did, and very acidic green eyes. He was pale, and had very soft hands. His face was angular, with a strong jaw and plump lips. He was very beautiful, actually. Oh, did I mention I was gay? Oh, I didn't? Well, now you know!
"So what's your name, little dude?" He smiled again, setting his hands on his hips in a cute way and waiting for my reply. I blushed slightly, hoping he didn't notice, and brushed some of my blonde hair out of my eyes. My hair may defy gravity, but it always hung in them and it bugged me to no end.
"My name's Roxas." I looked away and at the wall, hoping he wouldn't notice how hard I was trying to keep my eyes off his face.
"I'm gonna call you Roxy!" I blushed furiously and tilted my face down, now thankful for my hair that loved to cover my face. His smile seemed to get brighter, if possible, and he walked over to his bags, pulling out a camera and walking back over to me. "I'm gonna take a picture of us, 'kay? My Ma wants to see my friends and stuff, so she makes me send pictures. Say 'Cheese!'" I tried protesting, hating my picture being taken, but before I knew it he had already clicked the button and was walking away, looking at the result. "Awh, Roxy, you look so annoyed!" He laughed heartily and turned off the camera. "We're gonna be really good friends. I can tell." He smiled again. My heart wanted to melt at that brilliant smile, but my mind slapped it and told it 'No!' This year is about getting back on track, not falling for your roommate! But I couldn't help but be drawn to this guy. What was his issue, anyway? Just meeting me, only knows my name, and he's already saying we're going to be 'really good friends'. I don't get him…
It had been four months since that first day, and he was right, actually. We became amazing friends. Every night we would stay up together and study for classes. (We would sometimes go out for ice cream if we both aced a test.) We'd talk about anything and everything on our minds and ask each other questions just for the hell of it. I hadn't intended on making friends when I came here this year, but Axel had been different. He was genuine and kind and he actually cared about me. He was excited by the little things in life, and tended to get protective over me at times.
He reminded me of Sora, and maybe that's why I had become friends with him so quickly and easily. I had promised myself that I wouldn't cry this year either, but one night Axel gave me a look that reminded me so much of Sora, that I had to excuse myself to the bathroom. When I looked in the mirror, I was horrified to see tears streaming down my cheeks. I hadn't cried in a long time, and I couldn't remember how it felt.
But Axel didn't know anything about my past. Every time he asked me about my family or my friends back home, I would always say, "My family and I aren't close." Or, "I didn't have many friends, only acquaintances." And he would drop the subject. He told me about his friends a lot, though. Demyx and Zexion were two of them that he talked about frequently. Apparently they were dating, so he didn't seem to have a problem with gay people, which was a win for me I suppose. I was still suppressing the urge to kiss him every time I saw his bright eyes and lovely hair. I knew how that would all turn out, and I didn't want to lose his friendship… It was too important to me, and I was perfectly content with just being his friend.
Today Axel and I were lying on the floor looking over some study guides for a class we shared. We were in our usual spots; my head was on his lap, him leaning against the side of his bed. We had music playing softly in the background, which helped us both concentrate better.
"Hey, Roxy?" He asked me in a quiet tone.
"Hm?" I chewed on the pen in my slim fingers; looking over the problems that included things I was having trouble with, marking some with a highlighter to look over later.
"I have a question for you."
"Go for it, Ax. What's up?" I looked up at him, and I knew he could see my eyes, because I had pinned my bangs back earlier with bobby pins. I do this every time I study; it helps me focus more on studying and less on my annoying hair.
"Well," He looked down at me, "Who's that picture of on your night stand? He looks just like you, but he has brown hair." –He smiled like he didn't just ask me the one question I had been dreading since I became his friend.
"That's my twin brother, Axel. His name was Sora. I killed him."
AN: Muahahaha~! :D Cliffhanger moment of epicness :P I hope I did okay D:! Please R&R and let me know what I can improve on or any errors there may be :D Thanks!
