Warning: yaoi :D

Disclamier: D: I own nothing!

Roxas had recently moved to the busy college town of Traverse. The university aptly named Traverse University, so very original. Class had begun nearly a month ago, and Roxas not being a very social person, had yet to meet anyone he cared to be friends with. The occasional last minute study buddy, though was never the one to ask. During his free time Roxas had found a quaint corner café where he decided would be an adequate place to study.

It was a Friday night and Roxas had settled into his usual spot in the corner of the café. He sipped his mochacinofrappasomething and every few minutes he would look up from his advanced physics book to look out the window at the night club across the street which had seemed to spring up over night. He watched the people file in knowing that they would emerge hours later exhausted and with a hangover the next morning. He had know idea what could possibly be so appealing about a place like that, but every night Roxas would watch crowd after crowd venture into the booming night club. He recognized some of the people who came to the club frequently, though he never bothered to know more about them but their face. One person caught his eye on more than one occasion, a man with flaming red hair, easy to spot. He was tall, and slender, with what looked like some kind of tattoo under his eyes, but from the across the street Roxas couldn't be sure.

Tonight for some reason Roxas couldn't keep the club out of his mind, he was so curious he couldn't even focus on his reading. With a sigh Roxas closed his book and mumbled to himself. "Well since I'm obviously not going to get anything productive done I might as well check that club out."

Roxas packed his books away in his bag and left the money for his beverage on the table. He stretched his arms above his head before walking out to his car and carelessly tossing his bag into the back seat. Roxas glanced at the club, feeling anxious. He scoffed at himself and walked across the street to the club entrance.

"I.D?" Roxas looked up at the gruff looking bouncer.

"Here." Roxas flashed his I.D. to the bouncer, he wasn't quite twenty-one, nor did he look it but a decent looking fake I.D. could take you far. It wasn't his idea exactly to get one. One of his few friends, Sora, convinced him to get one arguing that 'college wouldn't be half as fun without it'. Roxas never thought he would ever use it.

The bouncer nodded his approval and Roxas entered the club. The pounding beat of the music, that was fairly loud outside, hit him full force once he was actually inside. Roxas mentally winced as he felt the beating of the bass in his chest. The strong smell of nicotine choked his lungs, which would take some getting used to. As Roxas took in the scene before him he brought up his mental checklist. Loud music, alcohol, strobes lights, a mass of grinding bodies, yup this place had it all. Everything Roxas had ever imagined being in a club anyway. He took a seat at the bar and ordered some fruity sounding drink from the menu over the bartender's head. All in neon letters of course.

The bartender was talented Roxas figured, he flipped glasses and mixed the alcohol expertly and slid the drink down the bar towards Roxas. Roxas rolled his eyes and brought the glass to his lips. He scanned the dance floor as he tipped the glass back letting the thick taste of the alcohol fill his mouth and burn his throat. He made a face, preferring the bitter taste of coffee to the dry taste of alcohol. Finishing off his drink he caught sight of that flaming head of hair. The man was dancing close with some scantily clad woman, seemingly enjoying himself. He was grinning like a maniac as he ground his hips against the woman. Roxas briefly wondered if he could dance like that. He'd never even gone to his high school dances and obviously had never danced that way with anyone.

"Meh, I'll give it a shot." Roxas shrugged to himself and made his way to the flashing lights of the dance floor.

As he made his way over he realized that his hips were swaying slightly to the beat. Everyone seemed to have a dance partner and he felt slightly awkward without one. Just before he was about to turn around and head back to the bar he felt a light tap on his shoulder. Turning around he laid eyes on a fairly handsome man with light brown hair, a few strands of hair hanging in his face.

He smiled. "Wanna dance?" Roxas blinked and before he could even answer he was swept into the crowd with his new dance partner.

"My name's Demyx." The young man said as he held onto Roxas' hips.

Roxas blushed slightly at their close proximity and nodded. "I'm Roxas."

The young man grinned. "Cute name." He pulled Roxas closer. "You ever been here before? You look a little lost?" Demyx began to move with the music, leading as Roxas awkwardly clung to the man's shirt.

"U-Um…" Roxas stuttered as he tried to find a rhythm. Just as he was beginning to get the hang of it two large hands clapped down onto his shoulder. Startled Roxas looked up, and to his surprise it was the red headed man that Roxas had had his eye on.

The tall man grinned at Demyx. "You really hooked a good one this time Dem!"

"Aw come on Axel!" Demyx pouted. "Don't steal this one from me too!"

Roxas was a little confused; these two must've been friends. Roxas craned his neck to get a better look at the man. Now that he was closer he was able to see that he did indeed have what looked like two upside down triangles tattooed under his eyes. He was tall, much taller than Roxas and had deep green eyes that shinned under the intense light of the dance floor.

"You know I don't do it on purpose, man!" Axel laughed, his voice was deep and smooth.

Axel turned his gaze to Roxas, and Roxas could feel himself blush. "So kid, what's your name?"

Roxas felt the need to correct him about being called a kid, but chose to ignore the comment. "I'm Roxas, and you are?"

"The name's Axel, got it memorized?" Axel pointed at himself, that same grin plastered on his face.

The man was sure cocky, Roxas thought, but decided the man was fairly charming, as he expected. By this time Demyx had hung his head, knowing full well that Axel had stolen yet another would be date from him. He pouted and wandered off in search of someone that maybe Axel wouldn't steal from him.

Roxas, lost in thought didn't even notice his new acquaintance leave until Axel spoke up. "You must be new around here."

Roxas and blinked and looked up at him. "Sort of. I started this semester at the university here."

"Ah." Axel nodded apparently he must've met a lot of people from the college here. "You must be a freshman, because I haven't seen you around campus before."

"Huh? You mean you go to Traverse University?" It never occurred to Roxas that Axel might actually attend the same school as him.

"I sure do! I don't exactly look like the college type I guess." Axel laughed again and it made Roxas grin.

The two talked on into the night, moving over to the bar at some point, Axel buying Roxas a few more drinks. Roxas was a lightweight when it came to drinking and while Axel was fine on his fifth daiquiri, Roxas had trouble focusing after two. The rest of the night was a blur to Roxas, getting in the car, being driven to Axel's apartment, having to be practically carried in and being dumped on the bed, all of it. Once Roxas felt a cool pillow beneath his head he was out, and hard.

The harsh sunlight streamed in through the cracked blinds and Roxas groaned as he pulled the covers over his head. His head was pounding, and his mouth felt dry, the taste of bile creeping up every so often. As Roxas took a deep to settle his stomach, he noticed that the smell of the pillow was foreign to him. He bolted up right, this wasn't his room. He began to panic; only calming down when the memories from the previous night came flooding back to him. He breathed a sigh of relief and rose from the only to regret it when the room began to spin. He raced towards what he hoped was the bathroom and burst in, heaving up all of last night's alcohol.

:D well uh first chapter yay? XD I had the intense urge to write something and kinda vomited it up, not sure where I'm gonna go with this but figured I'd give it a shot! O_o I had a lot of trouble finding a good stopping place for this chapter. So reviews are appreciated XD good and bad!

=D also, the secret word is Tiquano!