A.N.: Okay, I guess you could call this my Valentine's Day fanfic. I really wanted to do something AkuRoku, because it's my favorite pairing in the entire universe. So, as a Valentine's Day present to you from me, I hope you enjoy this, because it took forever to write.
Nobody: a noun which means a person of no influence. Synonyms include: nonentity, cipher, and cypher.
Cypher: a noun which means a quantity of no importance, a person of no influence, a secret method of writing, and a message written in a secret code.
Members of Organization XIII, as Roxas soon found out, was a group of intelligent Nobodies bent on completing Kingdom Hearts and obtaining hearts for themselves. He also came to find out that each Nobody had a different way of writing.
A message or form of information, which is usually given by one person from either direct confrontation or a written confrontation, was a complex utilization for Organization XIII. To talk to someone directly, whether in private or out in the open, is a perfect example of unintentionally giving information to enemies. And written confrontation is highly unlikely because each member had a different way of writing. It can not be decoded unless said Nobody with said writing were to give another member the way to decrypt it.
And Roxas, the newest member, was left completely in the dark for over twenty missions. He couldn't comprehend why Demyx couldn't just tell him what was going on or ask Zexion what he was supposed to do. Of course, no one has decided to explain to him the fact that valuable information such as those could not be heard from voices or read on a simple piece of paper. But if that was the case, what else was left?
After about the twenty-seventh time of being mistaken for an idiot because he didn't know what to do, Roxas confronted Axel and glared.
"What's up?" Axel asked with a smirk.
"Don't give me that. I want answers and I want them now!" Roxas demanded, his short body suddenly seeming taller.
Axel's face dropped considerably, but still kept some signs of happiness. "Alright, what do you want?"
"Why doesn't anyone ever tell people things? All you do is pull someone into a hallway and then you both come back twenty seconds later!"
"How do you know we're not talking to them?"
Roxas gave an irritated sigh. "I've tried to listen in, but I never hear anything. How do people know what to do?"
Axel's face curved back into his usual smirk. "You really want to know? Fine." Axel closed his eyes and pulled Roxas into a kiss. After about thirty seconds or so, Axel pulled away, revealing a confused Roxas.
"What did you just-?! How did you-?! We have to kiss everyone?"
Axel nodded, the smirk still playing on his lips and fire dancing in his eyes. "Xemnas wanted a way to pass information on to each other and have everyone find it enjoyable, so..." Axel trailed off, still amused at Roxas' face.
"I get it, but why kiss?"
"If we did anything else, it'd take too long. Besides, Heartless get a kick at guys making out with each other."
Roxas bobbed his head up and down, accepting the fact that the Organization truly was sick and twisted. But nevertheless, it was an ingenious way of passing on information without allowing others to figure it out. Axel sauntered off, muttering something about taking a shower and going to bed. It wasn't long (twenty minutes) before Roxas snapped out of his kissing reverie and followed in suit. Not before, though, he gained enough courage to venture into Zexion's room and ask for a lexicon.
That night, Roxas flipped though the dictionary, marking words that had to do with kissing.
Kissing: Verb which means to touch one's lips with another's lips or other part of the body. (Commonly used as affection or greeting)
Affection: A noun which means a positive feeling of liking.
Feeling: A noun which means the psychological feature of experiencing affective and emotional states.
Feeling: A verb which means to undergo an emotional sensation.
Sensation: A noun which means a general feeling of excitement.
He could've made the list longer, but Roxas soon fell victim to the terror that is called sleep. He weakly placed the dictionary on a small nightstand and drifted off into peaceful slumber...until Demyx woke him up five minutes later.
"Roxas! The Superior wants you to go on a mission!" his voice echoed. Roxas groaned and stumbled out of bed.
Rubbing his head from the sudden impact of the floor, Roxas opened his door quickly. "What time is it?" He heard the shuffling of feet and about a minute later Demyx called back the time of 9:00.
"9:00?!" Roxas yelled back in disbelief.
"Yeah. 9:00 P.M."
"Did I sleep through the whole day?!" Roxas asked, feeling quite embarrassed. He heard laughing.
"Nope! You went to bed at 8:37, silly."
I hate you.
When Roxas finally did get around to talking to Xemnas, he found out that he was assigned to go to Agrabah. Of all places, why's it have to be Agrabah? It was either that or Deep Jungle, and Roxas didn't exactly feel up to swinging from vine to vine, trying to kill some chameleon-like Heartless.
Eventually, Roxas came back from his mission, thoroughly exhausted from wrestling with some genie that said things like "Shab-a-lab-a-lab-a-la" All that could he could register at the moment was that he wanted to bathe and sleep. But of course, there was the fact that this was his first mission that was a complete success. He would have to report to Xemnas and give him the details of the day's event. Surprisingly enough, making out with Xemnas didn't quite seem like sensational and affectionate to Roxas.
After washing his mouth out several times, Roxas decided that it was time for the young Nobody to take a bath. No one to bother him meant that he could enjoy one of the more simpler pleasures in life. Whilst doing so, he reminded himself to take the dictionary to look up a few more words.
Pleasure: A noun which means a fundamental feeling that is hard to define but that people desire to experience and a source of happiness.
Desire: a noun which means an inclination to want things.
Want: A verb which means wish or demand the presence of.
"These things are so confusing..." Roxas muttered under his breath, closing the book. He made a mental note to return it to Zexion later. Roxas leaned back into the water, wetting the ends of his hair. His mind drifted into it's own dreamland, possibly Neverland, where he could just relax and unwind.
The Organization may be weird, but they all have some sort of "charm" to them. I mean, Larxene's pretty. That is, if you count cruel and conniving as pretty. Marluxia has nice hair, and he would make a pretty girl. Luxord's...hot...for a British dude. Demyx can play an instrument, that's a way to attract people. Axel's...no comment...Zexion likes to be alone, but I guess people could find that seclusive and attractive. Lexaeus is a really nice guy once you get to know him. Vexen's...smart...Xaldin can sword fight...I guess that's a good way to attract the ladies. Xigbar is jovial and he's tall. Well, they're all tall compared to me. And Xemnas has nice hair. Crazy. But he has nice hair.
Roxas soon snapped out of his Neverland-like daydream when he heard the door open. He immediately sat up straight, the hairs on the back of his neck standing straight up. He watched through the sheer curtain as a tall man with spiky hair placed a couple of towels down.
"Yo!" the voice spoke. Roxas could feel the water get twenty degrees warmer at the sound of the voice.
"Axel..." he muttered angrily. It wasn't that Axel had done anything to offend him, it was just that Axel acted all cool and everyone knew that he wasn't. He also had a stalker-like appearance and attitude that made you want to both scream and run for the hills and fall limply into his arms. His hair was also a nice shade of red, and it just looked perfect to comb your fingers through...if they didn't get caught in the gel and hair spray. Roxas stopped imagining and looked at the cold water handle, and seeing his reflection, realized that he was a bright shade of red.
"What?" the redhead asked. He turned his body to face the curtain. Roxas felt somewhat perturbed at this, seeing as to how it felt that Axel could see through the curtain and stare at Roxas' body.
"Why're you in here?"
"The Superior wanted me to give you some towels. Or do you prefer using your coat?" Axel joked, opening the door slightly.
"How'd he know I was in here?"
Axel laughed, causing the water to go up another 5 degrees. "Security cameras, Roxy. Smile. You're on Xemnas' camera."
Roxas felt his whole body stiffen with embarrassment. Did Nobodies really find it normal to bathe while some psycho heart-stealer is watching? Not that it surprised him. Before he knew what he was doing, Roxas rose out of the water, reached his hand around the curtain, and grabbed one of the towels.
"Did I ruin your bath time?" Axel asked, fake shame written in his voice. Roxas rolled his eyes at the remark.
"I hope you fade," he noted aloud.
"See ya!" Axel called, shutting the door. He remained in the bathroom, however, ready to scare Roxas into Oblivion.
Roxas muttered a few choice words under his breath and opened the shower curtain, he stepped out and started drying his blonde hair. After a while, though, he slowly lifted his eyes, only to meet with Axel's.
"Howdy!"
In The World That Never Was, noise was scarcely heard. The only two instances every recorded was when Marluxia lost his favorite rose-scented shampoo and when the library was burned down, complimentary of Axel. Zexion cried like a Dusk for a week. But on this particular day, however, there was enough sound to shake the skyscrapers.
"Did you hear something?" Xaldin asked Xigbar, who merely shrugged.
Demyx who had been tuning his sitar, was quite alarmed when he heard the screech. "My guess is that Axel gave Roxy some towels while he was bathing, pretended to leave, Roxas stepped out, found out that Axel was there, screamed, narrator announced the two incidences of when noise is heard, Xaldin asked Xigbar if heard anything, Xigbar shrugged, I guessed that Axel gave Roxy some-"
"Stop! Just stop!" Luxord pleaded, pulling out money from his pockets. "I'll give you anything, just stop your accursed speaking!"
Zexion looked up from his book in the newly refurbished library. "I feel a disturbance in the force..." he glared at Lexaeus, who shook his head vigorously.
"It wasn't me this time. I swear!"
Saix and Vexen had calmly been explaining to Larxene and Marluxia the importance of not killing each other over hair spray when the four of them looked up.
"Somebody's angry..." Larxene laughed.
"What's wrong?" Axel asked, examining the bright red Roxas who had retreated to the bath tub. Roxas refused to come out, no matter how much coaxing Axel gave to him. It truly seemed that the poor Nobody would never come out. Ever.
"You!" Roxas cried.
Axel sighed and opened the door again. "Oh, come on. I just decided to scare you a bit. It's not like you can feel scared, right?"
"I wasn't scared, I was terrified. Besides, Nobodies can't feel," Roxas retorted.
"I think they can."
A slight laugh emitted from the tub and Axel raised an eyebrow. "So you think that what Master Xemnas said about us having no feelings is wrong?"
"Yep."
"You honestly think that?" Roxas inquired, feeling more confused than anything.
"Uh-huh. You're feeling something right now, aren't you?"
Roxas furrowed his brow, trying to comprehend what he meant by feel. "Axel, could you hand me that dictionary?"
Axel shrugged and picked it up. "Sure," he said, handing it to the blonde.
"Let's see...feel...undergo an emotional sensation...that's not it..." Roxas muttered. "Oh!" he exclaimed. "Another meaning is to come to believe on the basis of emotion, intuitions, or indefinite grounds...!"
"What are you talking about?" Axel asked, pulling the shower curtain open. He expected a loud shriek, but Roxas was too engrossed in the dictionary to even notice.
Emotions...we can't feel them, can we? Is confusion an emotion? If an emotion's a feeling, would everything we do have some sort of emotion or feeling to it? I don't get it...
"Earth to Roxy..." Axel said louder, snapping his fingers. (not burning anyone,mind you.)
"Huh?"
"What were you talking about?" Axel asked again, more irate.
"It's just that, after that whole kissing spree, I was wondering what a kiss truly was. You see, for people, it has a more sentimental value. And, I asked Zexion if I could see one of his dictionaries. It turns out that there's a word that can correspond with everything," Roxas finished with a huff, completely out of breath.
"Here. I want you to go back to your room with your dictionary, look up...intercourse, go to my room, tell me what it means, and I'll have a surprise for you. Got it memorized?" Axel asked. Roxas nodded, gathered his belongings, and hurriedly scurried back to his room.
I wonder why Axel wants me to look up "intercourse"? Axel's not exactly brilliant, but why would he rely on me to give him the answer?
Roxas stopped dead in his tracks.
UNLESS. . .he wanted to quiz me on it! Of course! He probably thinks I'm stupid, so he was going to give me a pop quiz! Well, I'll show him! Roxas thought proudly to himself.
After slipping on his "customized" robe, Roxas looked up the foreign word in his trusty dictionary.
Intercourse: A noun which means communication between individuals.
Roxas laughed to himself. "He wanted to quiz me on that? That's so stu-"
Then young Roxas read the other definition of the word.
Intercourse: A noun which means the act of sexual procreation between a man and a woman. The man's-
"He wanted to quiz me on THAT?!!" Roxas dropped the dictionary, his mind racing a mile a minute. Okay, quiz time. Why would Axel want to quiz me on something that...strange? But then again, Roxas narrowed his eyes substantially, What's the special "surprise" he has in store? Roxas picked the dictionary off the floor and placed it on the nightstand. "Now I'm curious. What IS the surprise?" Roxas, still deep in thought, walked slowly down the hallway to Axel's room, apprehension and curiosity clouding his better judgement.
After about thirty minutes of waiting, Axel had figured the young Organization member had read the word, interpreted the meaning of "surprise", and had run to the Superior to ask for a couple bodyguard samurai. "Well, I guess he's smarter than he looks after all" Axel softly laughed to himself. Running a hand through his unruly hair, he figured that luck had never been on his somebody's side, so why should it be on the nobody's side.
Then, to Axel's surprise, three soft knocks were heard at the door.
"Well whattya know. I guess today's my lucky day" Axel grinned before opening the door.
"Uh, Axel? Are you in there, cause I can come back another time," Roxas quickly added the last part. Something deep in his mind told him that maybe this wasn't such a good idea. Just as the young blond was about to retreat, the door opened revealing the blond's red-headed superior.
"Ah, great timing! And here I thought you forgot about me!" Axel laughed, ushering Roxas inside his much larger living space. "Hey, you want something to drink?" Axel asked casually, throwing Roxas a can of "Diet Vacuous". Roxas caught the drink, and popped the tab, idly glancing around the very nice (and spacious) living area.
"So, tell me, did you look up the word?" Axel glanced over, noticing that Roxas had abruptly stopped sipping his pop. "Well?"
"It...umm...it means...'communication between individuals', right?" Roxas meekly responded, hoping and praying on the inside that Axel wasn't looking for the other definition.
"Good boy! Now, are you ready for that 'special' surprise?" Axel grinned. Roxas appeared sheepish. "Yes?" was the meek reply. "Are you sure?" he prodded.
"Y-n...no, no I'm not." Roxas responded, his voice a little bit weaker than intended.
Axel got closer to Roxas' face, causing the young boy to squeak. He cupped Roxas' chin with his hand and inched his face closer, not even leaving an inch between them.
"A-Axel..." Roxas pleaded, causing Axel to smirk. Roxas tried pulling away, but found that his back was already pressed against the wall. Axel inched even nearer, their bodies touching rather uncomfortably.
"What's wrong, Roxas? I thought you wanted to know how we communicated..." Roxas turned his head away, closing his eyes.
"You...you're not going to have intercourse with me, are you?" he asked innocently. This caused Axel to erupt into laughter. Roxas opened one eye, almost afraid of what Axel was going to do next.
Axel was still laughing when he let go of Roxas. "What's wrong?" Roxas demanded, still a bright shade of red. If Axel was a human, he might've even wiped a tear away from his eye becuase it was so funny. "You were going to try to have 'intercourse' with me, that's why you wanted me to look up the word. So I'd be ready, right?" Roxas seemed so sure of himslef that it made Axel laugh even more.
"I...I wasn't going to...have 'intercourse' with you," Axel gasped between laughs.
"Then why did you make me look up the word?"
"I wanted to see you get flustered. You're so cute when you do it, Roxy. I wanted to see you get a surprise, but you surprised me with your innocence..."
Roxas felt embarrassed. Really embarrassed. "You mean you tricked me?" Roxas asked, feeling his face get hotter, if that was even possible.
"You could say that..."
Roxas was already trying to devise ways of Axel's death when a thought came to him. "I guess that was pretty funny, but do you want to know what's even funnier?"
"What?"
"I... kind of liked it..."
Axel stopped laughing and looked up. "You did?" He got a nod as an answer.
"Well then," Axel smirked, unzipping his robe,"Let me give you a taste of how it really feels..."