Summary: Roxas sighed. Life as he knew it was splitting at the seams. He went from being a popular kid from being targeted by a bully, being forced into situations he'd rather not talk about, and being the object of affection to a certain rebellious red-head. His life is messed up.

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Roxas POV.

"Roxasssssss!" Roxas's older brother yelled up the stairs. "C'mon, you lazy bum! Get a move on! We're gonna be late!" Roxas grumbled, half-asleep, and turned over so his head was in his pillow, drowning out Sora's annoying calls.

"Shuddup," he growled illegibly into said pillow. As he was about to fall back asleep, he heard huge footsteps sounding from outside his door. Crap. Sora bounded into the room.

"Roxas, c'mon!" He whined. The small brunette boy jumped over to the curtains and ripped them open easily, blinding Roxas in the process.

"Sora. Shut the light off. Right now," Roxas griped. But the former ignored him and trotted over to the mess of a bed Roxas called his own. The blonde saw Sora flash him a grin, and before he could say, "Holycrapwhatishegoingtodo", Sora had ripped the sheets out from under him, leaving the tired, angry boy with his face in the ground. Roxas spouted a few cusswords before pushing himself up into a sitting position to look at Sora with exasperation. The brunette had jeans and a light blue t-shirt on already, he was brushing his unruly spikes and attempting to eat a bagel at the same time, which meant it was almost time for school. Sora woke up early every day, but he still managed to almost make Roxas late every time. Except for today. Today was an exception.

"Shi-" Sora gave him a death glare. "-itake mushrooms," Roxas said glumly.

Sora smiled sweetly and answered, "You're welcome. I'll be in the car, okay?" Roxas didn't respond. He was trying to get over that daze he'd always get from first waking up. He heaved himself up off the floor and trotted over to grab himself a pair of loose jeans and a rock band t-shirt from the pile that was teetering ominously on his dresser. Today he'd be wearing a Led Zeppelin t-shirt. Roxas lazily went to the bathroom, brushed his teeth and attempted to comb the messy rats' nest that was his hair, before slipping on shoes and heading out his bedroom door.

As soon as he got to the car, Sora grabbed the other boy's backpack and heaved it into the back of the truck. "C'monnnnn, slow poke! I want you to meet my new friends that I made!" Sora and Roxas's family had just moved to Destiny Islands at the end of the summer, and Sora, being the social butterfly he is, already had friends. Roxas, being the socially inept and irritable brother, did not. Not that he cared of anything. He would probably end up hanging out with Sora's friends anyway. He didn't really want to make any new friends, though. He'd made a promise to Hayner, Pence, and Olette that'd they'd always be friends and they wouldn't forget him, and he was determined to do the same.

As they neared the school, Sora waved out of the window of the car, not looking at all where he was going. Roxas had to grab the wheel so they wouldn't run into a tree. "Sorry, Roxas," Sora apologized humbly.

Roxas nodded and replied, "It's fine," before hastily changing the subject. "So…. What are your new friends like?"

Sora turned his attention back to the road and replied happily, "Welp, first there's my friend Kairi. She's really nice and stuff. Don't get on her bad side though, she will rip you apart faster than you can say "Help!" And…" Sora trailed off.

"And…" Roxas prompted. Sora sighed and mumbled something quietly. That caused Roxas to grin. Sora always got really shy when there was a sexual joke or if his friends were talking about relationships or something, or anything even slightly perverted. Now he was curious. "What? I didn't hear you." Sora mumbled again, a little louder. "What was that? Speak up," the blonde said with an even bigger grin on his face.

"I think Kairi likes me, okay?" Sora said loudly. Roxas snickered.

"That's it? Please. You were worried about that? Why is that a problem? You've dated plenty of other girls but not felt the spark. She could be the 'one'." Roxas held up air quotes and gave Sora a knowing smile. "You might secretly like her too, huh?" Roxas nudged him in the side and winked. Sora turned red and began to stutter.

"I-it doesn't work like that, R-roxas…" He turned to Sora and stared into his big blues.

"Why?" Sora bit his lip, staring off into the parking lot, thinking how to phrase his sentence.

"Roxas… Remember that thing I told you a while ago?" Roxas shook his head. He parked the car in the school parking lot and whispered, "About… me and the other team thing? How I, you know… play for it?" The younger boy gaped at him.

"You…. You're gay? You never told me that, Sora!" I would remember that, he thought.

Sora blushed and slid down further in his seat. "Oh. Well, yeah. I am, and stuff." He looked around nervously until his eyes met with the clock on the dashboard. Roxas was about to bombard him with questions, but he interrupted, "Shoot! We have five minutes! Let's go, let's go!" Tch, he was so saved by the clock. I can't believe he dropped another bombshell on me like this. Whenever the brunette had something he needed to tell him, he would always keep it to himself until he couldn't handle the stress and sooner or later he'd just burst and tell Roxas in a rush without actually explaining the problem. Yes, problem. It usually resulted in a problem when Sora was involved. Not saying that being gay is a problem. Because it's not. And I'll support my brother no matter what.

"Sora, wait!" Roxas shouted as he followed his brother into the school. He wound through the masses of high schoolers, losing his brother the longer he tried to follow him. Roxas stopped and pouted. Fine, he thought. Be like that. Why wouldn't he just tell me? Then he sighed, maneuvering his way to the first class. I hope there isn't too much happening today. I'm really not in the mood. With that in mind, he trudged to his science class, thinking angry thoughts. Little did he know that there was a certain red head staring intently at him. And little did he know that this day would be one of the most eventful mornings of his life.

Axel POV.

It started out a perfect day. People pushing to get in front to wave at him, he gave his charming smile back, and no matter the gender, that person would swoon. He'd smirk at his posse and they'd smirk back. That's 12 girls and 2 guys today already, he thought with a smirk, feeling good about himself and calculating how many swoons he'd gotten from just opening the doors. Axel strut to his locker, giving off a satisfied vibe as he heard more sighs. Life is awesome, he thought, I'm awesome, as he grabbed his battered, unread history book and turned to leave, only to be shouldered by none other than his closest friends, Zexion and Demyx. He nodded to them before they set off for History. Boys graciously stepped out of the way and girls just stood there, hoping to get noticed. Zexion, a young-looking junior like himself, said calmly,

"Axel, I heard there's a new kid today." The boy with slate-gray hair blinked at him. Axel ran a hand through his hair, causing more sighs to come from the girls around him.

"What about it?" Zexion, obviously expecting this answer, just shrugged turned back to his book. Demyx, on the other hand, bounced up from behind him and over to the shorter boy.

"A new kid? Oh boy! I hope he's nice; I can't wait to meet him! Maybe he could join our group, Axel! … Axel? Are you okay?" His bubbly, mulleted-headed friend waved his long, bony fingers in front of Axel's face. Axel didn't even blink. He was too busy staring at the cutest little boy he'd ever seen. And it wasn't just his gay talking, he was seriously adorable. The boy was short, with choppy, messy blonde hair that stuck up in little spikes everywhere; looking like even like if he used a whole bucket of hair gel, the unruly little strands still wouldn't stay organized on his small head. He had a round, young face that looked like a child's, little bow lips, and the brightest, biggest, most blue eyes Axel had ever seen. If he could describe the eyes, all he could probably say would be… would be… Ugh! I can't even think of any words to describe it. It just… is. Then he snapped back into reality when he heard Demyx say,

"Aww, look at that little boy over there! He's so cuteee~! I just wanna-" Axel jumped in to interrupt,

"No! Uh… I call him!" Both boys turned to look at him suspiciously. Axel had never taken part in any of Demyx's little "call" games, as he named them oh so intelligently. Usually it was Demyx and Marluxia (another of Axel's posse) who played that game, calling freshman who they see as someone to possibly go out with and dump after one date. Well, that was Marly's goals anyway. Demyx was too nice for that. He broke hearts left and right, whether they are guys or girls. But anyway, back to the cute kid. Axel was usually too cool to play those silly kids' games, because he didn't have to pick who he wanted to date, people just went out with him willingly anyway. But this little guy was an exception. He was just special, and Axel knew it.

"I… uh… I just call him, okay? That one's off limits. " Axel concluded. The others nodded reluctantly and slowly went back to their conversation. "I'll see you guys later," he added hastily before slipping through the masses and following the boy. He didn't know why the boy entranced him; there was just something about him. But he looked like a freshman, and freshman were always really desperate and easy to pick up. So he followed the blonde into the science room where the little guy sat down and took out his notes, determined to get everything down. Haha, this should be great, he thought and smirked outwardly. The tall red head walked over in three easy strides and said, leaning on the freshman's desk ,

"Is it just me, or did you look lonely?" He smirked and waited for a flustered response, but none came. He raised an eyebrow at the boy doing work on the desk and said, "Well?"

Finally the boy pulled his head up for an excruciatingly long second and said, "Could you move your ass? I'm trying to copy down the homework." Though laced with sarcasm, it was the most angelic voice Axel'd ever heard. Then, with a look past the red-head, the boy looked down again and began to scribble more notes.

"What's your name?" Axel blurted, wondering why he was suddenly so nervous.

The boy answered without looking up, "Roxas."

He said no more, and Axel, trying to recover from the uncharacteristic outburst, attempted a smirk and asked, "Aren't you gonna ask me what my name is?" He leaned over the desk seductively.

The blonder stated bluntly, "No." Axel ran a hand through his hair, exasperated.

"I'm Axel," he tried to remain calm. "A-X-E-L. Got it memorized?" He tapped his temple. The darn kid wouldn't even look at him.

"Okay fine, Axel, get out of my way now please?" The boy politely tacked on the 'please' at the end, and Axel couldn't help but grin.

"Sure thing. See you around, Roxy." Axel laughed as Roxas's head shot up with anger, his face adorably red. His eyebrows were scrunched and his mouth was puckered in a pout.

"Don't call me that!" Axel chuckled at the last statement as he left, feeling better than ever. This could be fun.

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