Night's Castle
Summary: Roxas thought he would go crazy. Where was he? Why was he there? These questions constantly going through his mind where indeed is he is the question. Night, a mysterious man has brought Roxas here, to his castle; but for what reason? Axel is only a caretaker but it seems that this castle is somewhere both him and Roxas must leave together. Love, hate, and something devious called rape. These thing scar but wounds can heal…right?
Roxas sat in the cell alone. Complete solitude. Silence around him. The room only slightly illuminated by the crack in the seam where the wall met the ceiling. He sighed, tugging at the black Ukata garment that encased his slender form. He shivered slightly eyeing the cement floor. It was cold in there, very cold and it only got colder with that crack in the ceiling. 'How long have I actually been in here?' He thought to himself. 'Lost count a while ago…' He looked at the wall to his left, next to the barred door. 'I want to get out!' He wined inwardly. "Out of this hell." Completing this thought outside his mind. There was a light tapping sound; a sound that made Roxas' ear twitch. Did they want their presence known? All the other times, even bringing food to his desolate cell. There was no sound. He thought he had gone deaf but whistling always reminded him he could hear and was still probably sane. The door creaked open. Who it was? That was still shrouded. Roxas scooted away from the door until his back was against the cold cement wall. The concealed being stuck out their hand as though asking him to come. "What are you, some kind of dramatic lord?" Roxas spat sarcastically
"Hmm…" The unknown person said as their chest puffed out taking in another breath. Roxas squinted his eyes. Was he trying to see their face or was it he was pissed off? Even walking into the gray room the persons face was still shrouded. 'Clearly not the best sense of fashion or comfort.' Roxas snickered in his mind. Looming over the cornered Roxas theshrouded man bent over and swung him onto his shoulder.
"Put me down!" The frightened Roxas yelled; but like in most cases of 'kidnapping' the assailant ignored his request. He squirmed and flailed his arms wildly in hopes of getting free but no attempts worked. He didn't even bother yelling anymore, it's not like he was going to listen to him anyway.
Roxas awoke in another room not anything like the one he spent his long unwanted stay in. this room was decorated with pink and purple fabrics hanging form walls and dark wood cupboards held up against them. The sheets he lay on felt like water underneath him. The sheets felt warm against his cold skin. The bed had many complex layers of comforters, down filled sheets. The only thing that didn't seam to fit in this beautifully decorated room was the large black iron door on the far side. Roxas cocked his head to the side wondering what could possibly be behind that door. Sliding off what seemed to be a mile high bed his bare feet hit the ground and to his surprise it felt warm. The mustard coloured carpet felt soft between his toes. He sighed looking once again around the room at all its decorative knick-knacks and beautifully carved chairs and sofas. Roxas looked towards the door when heard it sliding open. He didn't know how he should react. Angry, frightened? The door slid open. He stood almost paralyzed; taking a step back he stared intently at the door. Could it possibly be the shrouded person from before? The person stepped inside. Roxas couldn't help but stare. Without noticing a slight blush appeared across his pale cheeks. Looking towards Roxas the person stared with big green eyes. "Oh, your awake." Roxas blinked at this, their voice sounded slightly girly.
"Awake?" He questioned quietly to himself. 'Well I was sleeping. But for how long?' The green eyed person smiled.
"Yes awake. People tend to wake up after sleeping." They said 'matter-o-factly' Shifting their weight from one side to the other their long red hair fell off their shoulder draping down their back. Walking over to Roxas they bent over to get a closer look at him. Some of their hair brushed across Roxas' cheek making him flinch. They let out a little laugh toward Roxas. Standing back up to their full height they stretched. "Oh! Right I forgot. My name is Axel. I'll be the one you see most of the time other than." He paused a moment to think. "Ya, anyway so I'm Axel and if there's anything you need you can ask me." Roxas looked up at the tall redhead in awe.
"My name is." He stopped.
"You forgot?" Axel said jokingly.
"No. My name's R- Roxas." He finally managed to stutter out. All Axel could do was laugh. "Are you making fun of my name?" He pouted. Axel instantly stopped laughing.
"No, no. I wasn't making fun of your name." He grinned widely down to the pouting Roxas. "You're just acting a little… weird." He didn't know how else to put it. A thought in Roxas' mind snapped.
"Wait a minute! How can you act like nothings wrong?! Where am I?! Why am I here?! Axel sighed. He licked his lips while a distressed look started to crease his soft expression. He looked off to the side, clearly wanting to avoid the question. Roxas was clearly angered by this and turned his back to Axel. He walked over to one of the couches that sat around a wooden table with a glass top. Axel let out a heavy sigh.
"To be honest with you I really don't know why you're here." Roxas scoffed and folded his arms.
"Ya I bet. And that's why you're here right now."
"Wait, you don't understand…" Axel extended a hand toward Roxas but hesitated since the blond boy did look pretty pissed off. "Here you can change into this…" He set a pile of clothing on the table and walked toward the door. "I'll be back in a few minuets…" the door closed behind him.
"Well you two just hit it off didn't you?"
"Shut it Ember."
"Ooh… I'm scared." She replied seductively to the irritated Axel. She leaned over to him stretching her body over his lap. A yawn escaped her lips as she did this. Axel put a hand on her head petting her slightly. Ember hummed as she played some sort of invisible drum in front of her. "Are you going to tell him?"
"Tell him what?" He asked resting his hands on her back.
"I did hear him yelling, I'm pretty sure everybody heard him. You goin' to tell him why he's here?" She rolled over so she could look Axel in the face. Some of her orange hair blocked her view so as she brushed them out of her face as she did this she accidentally fell out of Axel's lap. He stepped over her and stood by the door.
"No. I already told him I don't know why he's here. I'm only telling the truth." He left the room leaving the door open. She hopped up to a standing position brushing the wrinkles out of her dress and ran to the door.
"Is that anyway to treat your sister!" she yelled down the corridor in the direction of Axel.
Axel walked into the room where he'd left Roxas. "Ok, I'm ba-" He stopped mid sentence to stare at the scene before him. Roxas stood nude in front of the now gawking Axel. Quickly scurrying to gather some clothes he tripped. His face was now red from not only embarrassment but hitting it on the floor too. "You, you need some help?" walking over to the fallen naked boy he crouched down in front oh him. Roxas rolled over putting the clothes over his crotch.
"What are you doing back here?" He asked.
"I told you I was coming back in a few minutes… well, I'm back." Still holding the cloth to his crotch Roxas managed to get up.
"Get out." He stated plainly. A confused look crossed Axel's face. "I said Get out."
"Fine, fine. I'll wait outside; call me if you need anything."
"Trust me. I won't." Roxas waited until Axel was out the door before sighing and dropping the fabric.
He had finally figured out how to put the darn thing on but still wasn't able to close it properly. 'The last thing I need is to call him in here' he said in his mind. Trying his hardest to tie the obi; he couldn't. Finally swallowing his pride he called for Axel but he didn't come. "Damn it." He breathed walking to the door. He opened the door to see Axel standing there with a cocky smile on his face. "What are you looking at?" Roxas pouted. Axel's smile grew.
"Well for starters… you said you wouldn't nee me and secondly." He pointed downward. Roxas followed where Axel's finger pointed… to his crotch. 'Is that why it was cold suddenly?' Roxas asked himself. Closing the robe he coughed into a fist and explained that he needed Axel's help. "There, now we need to go." He grabbed Roxas' arm and dragged him out of the room.
"Need to go? Go where?" he asked trying to pull away.
"To dinner, now stop fussing." Roxas gave him an 'are-you-serious' look. 'Who seriously says that anymore? I'm not a child.'
The dining area was huge! Beautiful tapestry hung from these walls. Roxas' jaw dropped when he saw this room's fabulous décor. He could the chatter of a crowd coming from the next room. Looking into the door way he could see many people. Was this some kind of party? No, that would be stupid. Axel sat Roxas down near the head of the table.
"Here is your seat. You'll be sitting here from now on." He patted Roxas on the shoulder before grabbing a seat a couple chairs away from him. Roxas wasn't sure why but being forced to sit there ticked him off just a bit. The people poured in from the other rooms as though it was a cattle drive of some kind. Roxas stared in awe at all the people. Once they were all seated there was a long moment of silence. Roxas looked around to see why the talking had ceased then finally found his answer. A tall man walked in; his dirty blond hair blew as he strode toward the table. His black eyes seemed to have locked onto Roxas not even blinking. The tuxedo he had on wrinkled under his crossed arms. It seemed to play in slow motion but the man finally reached the table. Everybody stood when he stood at his spot. Roxas looked around at everyone and wondered why they stood.
"So he must be the leaded of this whole operation; the reason why I'm here." He whispered in an almost inaudible tone.
"Good evening Night." They all said in unison. The man now to be known as Night smirked at Roxas before taking his seat, followed by everybody else.
"Good evening Roxas…" he said putting one hand over by him. Roxas looked a little shocked and moved his hand slightly. Looking back towards everyone staring at him and Roxas he smiled and announced that dinner shall commence.
So that's the first chapter. Yep I know it's not that great… not that long either. Sorry 'bout you people that were reading my other stories. I haven't written in a while because my brother deleted all of them so I lost the will to write but now I'm back. I may not be the fastest writer but, I try ok. I can assure you that there is indeed a lemon in the next chapter heh, heh… anyway that's going to be my first lemon ever written so I hope its not crap. Also I'll try writing the others too. I'll try.