One

"Asshole!"

Roxas Reed laid on his horn as an idiot in a Solaris pulled out in front of him. Who the fuck even drove a Solaris anymore? He'd already sat through the light cycle three times trying to turn left, and this moron was going to make him miss the arrow once again. He'd never driven through the city before, and it had him completely on edge. Nobody seemed to even acknowledge his existence, blowing by him like they weren't all driving three-ton death machines.

"Oh sure… cut me off! I don't have anywhere to be!" His road rage had the best of him, and the heavy metal he was playing at maximum volume wasn't helping calm him down.

"Fuck it all… I'm going to be late…" he growled, glancing over at his GPS and scowling as he realized he was still five minutes away.

As if it wasn't bad enough that the only job he could find out of college was a shitty internship, he was also about to be incredibly late to his first day. When they told him that the film studio was located in the city, it hadn't occurred to him that it meant he would have to drive through the city to get there every day. He grew up in the next town over-all country backroads. In his hometown, people respected a huge pickup truck like his. In the city? The fully loaded Ford F250 might as well have been invisible.

"Fuck!" he yelped as someone nearly merged into his front end, his fist pounding on the horn while he flipped them off. When the GPS finally alerted him that his destination was on the right, he nearly cried out in happiness. "Oh, thank the Lord…"

Though finding a parking spot that he could fit his extended cab truck into was a trip in and of itself. The parking lot was completely full of cars already, since they'd all showed up to work on time, but he managed to find himself a spot in the very back corner of the parking lot. And then there was the long trek from his parking spot to the front door. If he wasn't a good half hour late by now, he would be surprised.

As he approached the front door, he couldn't help but appreciate a cherry red Ferrari parked in the closet possible spot. He had to wonder if he was going to be working with any famous actors on the set. The job description had been incredibly vague on the internet, basically only stating that a film director was in dire need of an assistant. When he applied, they called him the next day and hired him on the spot without so much as an interview. He had …pretty much no idea at all what he was about to walk into.

The building was huge, but it was very nondescript. There weren't any company logos on the outside of the building, just tall white walls with a glass set of front doors. As far as he could tell, there weren't even any windows. Though that was typical for a film studio. The natural lighting would mess with the filming.

He stepped through the first set of glass doors, but was immediately faced with a second set of doors that seemed to be locked. He yanked on them for a second, then pulled out his phone to make sure he was in the right building.

The blond about had a heart attack when a speaker crackled to life beside him. "Hey idiot. You realize there's an intercom on the wall and I've been sitting here waiting for you to tell me why you're here, right?"

Roxas looked up from his phone to see a small blonde girl sitting behind the front desk waving at him with an irritated look on her face.

"You gonna tell me why you're here? Or do I have to get security?"

He reached over and pressed the button on the intercom. "R-right… I'm here for, uhm… my first day of work? I'm supposed to be assisting Director Kane?"

He could hear her scoff without even needing the intercom. "Well shit! You're late! You'd better hope he's in a good mood today."

A loud buzz sounded in the room and he heard the lock click open. He tugged on the door again and it swung open, allowing him to approach the front desk. "I'm sorry I'm late. I'm not used to driving in the city," he muttered sheepishly, hoping he wouldn't get into too much trouble.

"...Right," she said in a bored tone, rolling her eyes. "Xigbar is gonna be pissed, but that's your problem. Here's your badge. It'll unlock the doors for you."

He took the badge from her and glanced around, noticing little black boxes beside all of the doors. Did a film studio really need so much security? "How do I…?"

"You literally just hold it up to the security pad. A monkey could figure it out," she sighed, looking him over. "…You are over 18, right?"

Roxas furrowed his brow and snorted in offense. "I'm 22!"

"...Right. Well, they're in studio seven today. Go through that door there, turn right and it'll be the third door on the left. They're probably already filming, so keep it quiet when you walk in."

"Thank you…" he paused, clearly waiting for her to introduce herself.

"Larxene. If I were you I'd skip the introductions and get your ass in there," she smirked, pointing towards the tall white door that led to the studios.

He nodded, taking off for the door. Luckily the studios were clearly marked, and it wasn't hard for him to figure out where he needed to be. He held his badge up to the security pad and the door clicked open.

However… there was nothing in this world that could have prepared him for what was on the other side.

His jaw dropped nearly to the floor as his eyes settled on the set before him. It was simple, set to look like a modern living room. White walls, little pops of color here and there. And right in the center of the room was a nice, bright red couch. A couch that happened to be occupied by an ass-naked, incredibly tall man with flaming red hair, who was currently plowing a tiny black-haired girl from behind.

Roxas couldn't tear his eyes away from it. It was like… watching a train wreck. Only he was watching this guy with, well… the largest cock he'd ever seen, completely wreck this small girl.

"Holy fuck…" he muttered under his breath, taking a step forward and walking directly into a craft services cart and sending a tray of sandwiches crashing to the ground.

And the entire studio, including the couple on the red couch, turned to stare at him in absolute shock.

"Who the hell are you, and why the fuck did you just ruin my take?!" a low voice growled as an inherently terrifying man came storming up to him.

"I… M-my name is Roxas… I'm the new intern," he offered, flinching away from the man.

His jaw tightened and he looked the blond up and down. "You were supposed to be here at nine. What're you, stupid? Oh God, I hired a moron…"

Roxas swallowed heavily, shifting his weight back and forth on his feet. "Well, I got stuck in traffic. I've n-never really driven in the city before. I'm s-sorry."

The older man narrowed his eyes on Roxas, staring at him suspiciously for a long moment before breaking the silence again. "Coffee. Two sugars, two creams. Don't make me wait."

"W-wait! Are you Mr. Kane?" he called after him, not even sure if this man was his boss, or if he was just an incredibly cranky employee.

One of the camera men snorted. "That's Xig all right. And you'd better get him his coffee before he kicks your ass out of here."

The new intern spotted the coffee maker on the far wall and hustled towards it, his mind racing with the information he'd just been presented with. He knew that interns were notoriously treated like shit. That was fine, he'd been expecting that. But… the porn industry? Really? They couldn't have put that in their ad?

But it was a job in the field he'd gone to college for, and it paid decently enough that he might just have to overlook it.

…

Axel Marshall wasn't sure if he'd actually been half asleep while fucking this girl, or if he was just really, really bored, but when the ear-splitting crash of the food tray came from the back of the room it scared the living shit out of him. He stopped mid-thrust and pulled his hips backwards, allowing his 10 inch dick to flop free of her pussy and sat back on his knees, scanning the room for the source of the commotion. He squinted through the blinding stage lights, his eyes finally adjusting and settling on a short, awkward looking guy standing frozen near the door with Xigbar approaching him quickly.

"Ugh… Seriously?" the actress in front of him scoffed, letting herself drop from her hands and knees onto her stomach. "We're trying to work here!" she sang in an irritated timbre, shooting a glare in the direction of the new kid.

"Shut the fuck up, Xion…" Axel rolled his eyes, pushing himself onto his feet and grabbing his robe from one of the crew members.

She huffed and rolled herself off the couch and grabbed her own robe, walking off set to grab a bottle of water.

He tied his robe around his waist and grabbed his coffee off a nearby table, nearly gagging as he took a sip and found it ice cold and stale as fuck. "Ugh…" he sneered, tossing it in the trash and moving towards the coffee maker.

"Come on… work, damn it!"

Axel glanced up and snorted a little as his eyes settled on that same blond kid, who was now fighting with the coffee maker.

"It's a Keurig. Haven't you ever used one?" he stepped in beside the intern, clicking the K-cup into place and hitting the correct button. Seconds later, hot coffee was pouring into the cup for him.

The young man nearly jumped out of his skin, whipping around to face the actor. "I… I… N-no. I haven't. Thank you…" he stammered nervously, staring at the floor and refusing to make eye contact with Axel. When the cup was full, he turned back and started to prepare it, noticing that Xigbar was tapping his foot impatiently where he stood.

Roxas had just finished stirring in the cream and sugar when Xigbar prowled up to them and snatched the cup out of his hand like an animal, turning on his heel and stalking away.

"Sorry, kid… Xig can really be a jerk to the interns." As he spoke, Axel's eyes scanned over the man in front of him more closely, taking in all of his features. He was quite attractive, if Axel was being honest. He was small, but he seemed like he had some decent muscle definition. He admittedly had a baby face, but something about it was rather endearing, and Axel quite liked the way his blond hair seemed like it had a mind of it's own. He only wished the kid would look him in the eyes. "Is this your first job in the industry?"

The intern just nodded, fidgeting with the hem of his shirt.

"They, uh… they didn't tell you this was a porn studio, did they?"

At the mention of the word 'porn,' Roxas about choked on thin air. "N-no. No they did not."

"You'll get used to it," Axel told him, leaning casually against the wall beside them and flashing him a suave smile. "Though I don't blame you if you wanna run right back out that door either."

That was when he finally turned those bright blue eyes up to Axel's jade green pair, a determined look on his face. "I need the money. So… I can do this. It's good experience either way."

This blue eyes of his took Axel back for a moment, and he found himself lost for words this time. "I respect that. So how old are you? Eighteen? Nineteen?"

"I'm twenty-two!" the young intern squeaked, stomping his foot on the ground. "Why does everybody think I'm a god damned teenager?!"

Axel smirked, finding this new kid incredibly cute. "Well, you've kind of got a baby face," he pointed out, chuckling softly. "Name's Axel, by the way."

"Roxas," he offered, extending a hand but then quickly retracting it when he remember what Axel spent his morning doing. He probably smelled like pussy. "Are you, uh… in these films often?"

"Pretty much every one that Xigbar directs, yeah. That's the wonderful thing about being bisexual and attractive. You get a lot of work."

Roxas swallowed hard, growing increasingly uncomfortable. "Right…"

"Anyways, don't let Xig scare you. He's harmless, as long as you stay on his good side. Just run his errands and try not to knock anything else over and you're golden," Axel gave his piece of sage advice, grabbing his own coffee from the Keurig.

"Axel! Get your ass back on set!"

The redhead groaned loudly, wishing he could chat with the new guy a bit longer. "I guess that's my cue… I can't wait to be done with this scene. Xion moans like a fucking squeak toy."

While Roxas' eyes widened to the size of saucers, Axel made his way back towards the red couch, disrobing on his way.

"Intern! Get over here and learn something for fuck's sake!" Xigbar barked, summoning the blond to his side.

As Axel readied himself again, he was quite shocked to find himself …ready to go, without much help. It seemed like just being around that intern had been more than enough to get his flag flying all on it's own.

"Damn, Axel… what's got you so excited?" Xion snarked as she dropped her robe and stepped onto set. "Somebody get me some damn lube! I'm drier than the fucking Sahara over here!" she screeched, getting back on her hands and knees.

The hair on the back of his neck stood up as she shrieked, and Axel found his eyes drifting back to that blond, who was hovering around Xigbar just waiting for his next order. There was something about that kid… Axel couldn't remember the last time he was even remotely interested in anyone romantically, but he was actually finding himself compelled to ask him out on a date. Not that relationships were really feasible for somebody in his profession. Not many people would be okay with their significant other making a living off of fucking other people.

"Axel? Hellooo?" Xion waved a hand in front of his face, which just made him want to smack the shit out of her.

"What?!" he barked, causing her to jump a bit.

She raised an eyebrow and fixed him with her bitch stare. "Are you gonna fuck me, or what? Xig's said 'action' like ten times."

"Right… yeah." It took most of his strength to tear his eyes away from the intern, but he somehow managed to focus himself on Xion again.

He threw on his actor face and returned to the scene they were doing, and it was amazing how he could just plaster on a new emotion like that and look like he was loving it. But every so often, he'd catch a little glimpse of blond out in the studio and it would throw him off just a little bit.

Having this kid around going to be very, very difficult.

…

A/N: All right. As you've probably guessed, this is going to be a rewrite of The Internship. I thought I'd put that story to rest a long time ago, but I went through and read it again and… God, some of the shit I wrote just makes me cringe. I know that the first chapter is pretty similar to the original, but I plan on changing some major plot points in the future, so keep an eye out! I promise it'll be even better than the original. I feel like I'm always growing as a writer, so hopefully it shows in this rewrite.

It's good to be back!

Simply Rexene