Summary: Axel is a college sophomore getting assigned a transfer student as his new roommate. No one warned the poor pyro the new guy was a white haired sex machine. AkuRiku, Zemyx, later DemxXiggy, and random others. Yaoi.
A/N: Hello all! Juukai reporting. Well, this is the first fanfic I've done in a long, long while, and I will wind on, I warn you. I like there to be a bit of substance in my writing, because I love to read stories that have 22 page chapters and the like. Now, if I go that far, I can't say how long this will actually end up being, but hopefully, as I get started, it will be long enough. Anyway, I know the summary sucked, but I do have somewhere I'm going with this. It's just hard to summarize in a few lines when I'm still working out the exact details myself, you know? Anyway, on with the disclaimer and story!
Disclaimer: If I owned any of the Kingdom Hearts characters, Riku would be my sex slave every second Tuesday, and the game would not have ended with half of the Organization members dead. To state the obvious, I do not own them, and don't claim to. I am a poor college student myself, so if you sue me, all you will get are the moths culminating in my wallet.
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Chapter 1
"Now, Riku, I expect you to behave properly at this new school. You should be grateful that I was able to get you in to a mainland school so close to the beginning of the next semester." Cold, glinting eyes locked on his, making a sour tone of voice unnecessary. "There are plenty of people out there who would kill for this opportunity. Prove that you are the one that deserves it."
Now, it is portrayed in movies and the like that farewell scenes go better than this just before one party steps on to a plane to go to a place that will potentially change his life forever. Most people only had bad dreams that goodbyes would go so bad with their parents as they went off to college, and were instead seen off with waving hands and teary eyes. But such was not always the case.
In his seat, a silver haired male was all but grinding his teeth in agitation. Riku's father had said those words and given him those looks mere moments ago. It was late in the night, the sun already having sunk below the horizon hours before, bathing small island towns and white sandy beaches in comforting darkness, and here he was, sitting in a crowded row on a crowded airplane, traveling to a crowded city on the mainland.
As it stood, this plane trip would only take two hours, bringing him to one of the larger islands in the Destiny formation. At that airport, he would wait for an hour until it was time for his next flight to leave at three thirty in the morning. Then he would be sitting on another such plane for the better part of six hours.
The annoying voice of one of the stewardesses came over the intercom, announcing that they had reached the altitude where electronics not emitting signals were allowed. It was late, so, like half of the rest of the passengers, he put his earphones on, turned the music up loud enough to eliminate most of the drone from the engines, and closed his eyes, hoping to take a small nap before he had to be up to move to his next gate.
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It was raining heavily when his last plane pulled up to its gate. The rain had started on Destiny Island's main airport, and it seemed to have followed them all the way to the mainland. The whole six hours that they had flown below the clouds the patter of water drops never lightened up, and when they flew above those clouds, there was a field of angry and roiling gray as far as the eye could see outside the windows. The pilot informed them when they landed that it was only in this city that it was raining, and that the humidity level in surrounding areas, such as Traverse Town, had risen, so they would be sunny and hot until the storms reached there. He'd have to look it up later and see when it was planned for his new campus to get drenched.
Riku was also informed that the time on the mainland was two hours ahead of him, and instead of the time being nine in the morning, it was currently a quarter past eleven. The rain had slowed them down. He was supposed to meet his new roommate in less than an hour.
Finding his baggage was simple; they were two soft blue duffel bags filled to the point of nearly bursting, but the hardest part was finding a taxi in the rush of people coming from their own planes.
"I need to go to the Traverser's Storage Center," he grumbled once he finally flagged one down. There was more stuff that he needed to pick up for his new college home. He had already sent some of his personal items ahead, and had bought a few things, all of which his father had sent there, bargaining with the owner until a deal was made over the phone. They only needed to go pick these things up, and then he could go to the school, and hope to whatever Gods above that they weren't too late. The stop really didn't take long, after they wove their way drunkenly through traffic. And after they dealt with the fact that his incompetent driver didn't know which way was up in the big, bustling city. After flashing his ID to the man behind the counter and a few minutes of awkward conversing, he finally managed to convince the man behind the desk that he was, in fact, the Staley kid, and was led to the storage room that was designated his. They packed the remainder of his things into the taxi trunk and half of the backseat. Growling his new destination to the driver, he positioned himself on the clear patch of the backseat, looking out the window as his mood began to darken and darken.
"Not long now," the cabdriver informed him, glancing at the back seat via the review mirror.
Riku's head lifted, silver hair falling into his sea tinted eyes, and he took notice of the surroundings passing the window he was glaring out of for the first time since they had turned off the main road. He could see a tower starting to peak above the trees that lined the street and inhabited the yards of the rural area that the driver had taken a "short cut" through. In reality, it must have been the man's first time driving from the airport to the college, which meant he must have been new to the job, if not fairly new to the town. He'd managed to waste an hour of their time. Which was not a good thing since it was now 1:26, according to his digital watch, and he was supposed to meet his new roommate, one Axel Flynn, at noon. This wasn't the best way to make sure they started off on the right foot. And he didn't have the guy's number to call if he'd decided to go inside or to eat or something.
The tower was getting bigger and bigger now, and the homes had stopped all at once, as if there had been a building force field set in place. The land that stretched in front of his eyes now was undeveloped, save for a curve lining the road. He guessed they just wanted to keep a little bit of a land barrier between the rest of the community and a possibly crazy college population.
Now he could see that the tower was a bell tower. There was no clock face on it, but he could see the bells from the taxi. There was a small cross atop the tower, reminding Riku of a more gothic style architecture. Odd, considering there were no such buildings in Traverse Town normally. The taxi had managed to find a space just big enough amongst the rest of the crowd of students flooding in. This was, after all, the school to go to. Traverse Town itself was huge, packed to the brim with occupants. It wasn't that there was a stampede of people entering; it was more like there were a lot trickling in and taking up the space of the small entry way to the underclassmen dorms.
Riku had the sneaking suspicion that half the people he saw vaguely wouldn't be staying. They were just helping others move in, most likely.
"Stop outside the gate." The driver looked back at him in surprise.
"That'll be a long way to cart your stuff…You sure?" He sounded concerned, but his blinker was already on. The guy might have been new, but at least he knew to follow directions.
"I'm meeting someone in front," was all the explanation he gave. This guy was a stranger, anyway, so why would he care?
"Alright, kid. Whatever you say…" Riku glared at the back of the man's seat. Kid? He hadn't been a kid for years—hell, he was a sophomore in college now! And it wasn't like he was as short as Sora, so there wasn't even that excuse for the embarrassing tag. He was proud to be just a hair's breadth under six feet tall. It was an ideal height for a guy his age, and no one had been able to convince him otherwise.
The driver miraculously managed to find a spot between a blue SUV and green truck that looked like it had more power than anyone outside of the military would need in a vehicle. The man piled his bags onto the sidewalk and, after collecting his fee from the absolutely lost student, left Riku standing there with one bag on his shoulder and his other possessions at his side. He glanced across the small stretch of grass that lay before the gates, hoping desperately, though the emotion never leaked past his mask of indifference, that his roommate had decided to wait for him anyway. He knew his room number and his hall name, but that wasn't much to go on since he didn't even know where the hall was to begin with.
Rolling his shoulders a little, he decided that if the need arose, he could try sweet-talking some girl into telling him the way to go. It wouldn't be that hard.
'Look out, Traverse Town; Destiny Island's Sex God is here.'
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A lone figure stood by said gates to the massive building, glaring down at the watch on his wrist as if this piece of metal and cog-work was responsible for his hour long wait. Had he known it would take this long, he would have brought down something to entertain him while he leaned against a tree. His iPod, maybe, or a sketchpad. Or food, since it was getting so late and he hadn't had lunch yet. Hell, he hadn't even eaten breakfast; that was a meal he usually made a point to avoid unless there was something tempting enough to make a saint sin on the menu. His stomach was presently grumbling away reminding him of that fact. But he could wait, since he knew that this guy had no idea what was where and all that. He knew the guy was new, because he didn't know him or of him. It wasn't a case of knowing of his knowing every student's name on campus, but he knew most of them, except for a chunk of upperclassmen, which he wouldn't have been roomed with anyway. He really didn't feel like ditching the new guy, anyway; he could be cruel, but he wasn't that bad.
Not at all being the shy type, he had already deposited all his earthly belongings in the room he was soon to share, keeping all his junk cluttered on his side of the room until his roommate arrived and he could tell if the guy would be the neat-freak type or not. Their room wasn't that big. There would be just barely enough space for them both to live comfortably if the two beds and desks were positioned correctly. He was just hoping that there wouldn't end up being a tape-line appearing down that tiled floor or anything like that if the new guy took his playful banter the wrong way. But he wasn't about to censor himself. If worse came to worse, he might be able to get Demyx to be his roomy…
Now he was left waiting with absolutely nothing to do but watch students filter in. Absently, he'd begun to pick out the hot girls, noting which he might have to talk to later. And, being secure in his masculinity and admittedly bisexual, he had no trouble admitting to himself that some of the males walking by were breath-takers themselves. None of them were Roxas Level, though some were close enough to catch his eye. But then, you had to have at least an ounce of looks to be a successful actor, right? Never heard of some ugly guy being as famous as Brad Pitt, after all.
A hand reached back, scratching the back of his head through his spiky red hair. Fatal boredom was written in his vivid green eyes as he sought this mysterious 'Riku'. At least he had been smart enough to wear a pair of baggy black shorts and a maroon short-sleeved shirt that had the words "Smokin' HOT" scrawled across the front in yellow and orange to keep him cool. He loved the heat and the sun, but even he had to admit that there was a point when no one looked good in sweat. Taking another quick sweep of the area in front of the gate, his gaze fell upon a light haired youth standing there with his stuff. Not moving among the sea of people, really. Pushing off from the tree, he moved expertly between people (one did not take the trains in Twilight Town during rush hour without learning this skill), and openly looked the teen up and down.
"Your name wouldn't happen to be Riku Staley, would it?" He asked, pulling the sheet that held his room-mate-to-be's name from his pocket and flashing it. There wasn't any of the formerly felt frustration in his voice, just obvious curiosity and a hint of friendliness. He was a people person, after all! One had to know how to get on people's good sides to get anywhere in life. Even with the slightly guarded, lost look in this guy's eyes, from the side-profile he had, this guy was blowing all the other guys here out of the water on the Hotty Scale.
Riku turned his head to the person addressing him, surprise written openly on his face when he caught sight of who exactly wanted his attention. To put it simply, the red head matched his shirt perfectly. And if this guy was Axel - the name on his dorm information sheet - then Riku could already tell that this was going to be interesting. He was a free man now, since Sora and he split a few weeks before Riku went to TTU audition. Sora and he were more like friends with benefits anyway. Really good benefits, but that's beside the point. Right now was what mattered and the red head that currently had his attention.
"Oh, so you know of me already? I'd give you an autograph if I could, but alas, my hands are full." Riku teased, motioning to the luggage that he was cursed to carry around. It wasn't much trouble. Riku made sure to stay in shape, but it brought down his image, wrinkling the sleeveless white vest that exposed his toned stomach as his baggy blue jeans hung comfortably on his hips with a black studded belt. He flicked his silver colored hair over his shoulder the best he could, trying to move the hair that hung in his face, sticking to his skin from a thin layer of sweat that coated his brow. It was only an added bonus that the movement made his strange, teal hued eyes stand out more.
Axel blinked for a second, his brain registering a deeper voice than he expected to go along with the looks and the killer eyes, his mind immediately adding another point to Riku's Hot Score. Then he grinned. With those first few words he knew that they were going to get along great. The guy had exactly his kind of sense of humor. "Well damn. I forgot my autograph book, but here I was hoping that you'd sign my chest…" He physically deflated, hunching in assumed disappointment, his expression that of a youth's whose hopes had just been smashed underfoot like a cockroach.
Riku's grin matched Axel's earlier one as he shook his head at the other. Maybe he'd take the redhead up on that offer later, after exploring that area thoroughly himself…He happened to personally agree with the message on Axel's shirt. The green-eyed male was definitely hot, though he couldn't say if he was smoking or not at the moment, or if it was just the effect of the heat of the sun.
Realizing that he had left Axel hanging, he decided that it was time for a subject change. "I'm being an ass. Are you Axel Flynn? You really didn't have to wait…Sorry for being late. I'm not used to the city yet." Riku would admit to that. He would not say that he got lost however; that would be a kick in the face to his pride. He had merely…tried to take the scenic routes. More than once. Stupid taxi driver.
Axel just nodded, straightening back up to his impressive height. Riku guessed the guy had to be around six foot three or something, since he had a good few inches over Riku. Vaguely, Riku wondered what kind of giants were being bred wherever this guy came from. But then, the guy was talking again already. "Yep. That's what the dregs of humanity call me, anyway. Commit it to memory." There seemed to be a private joke buried deep within that phrase, if the wide smile on Axel's face was anything to go by.
"Enough waiting though, I'm ready for something cool to drink. Hopefully the dorm's close." Riku muttered that last bit as he bent to pick up another one of his bags and sling it over his free shoulder via the strap.
Axel eyed the rest of the luggage ruefully. He was definitely glad that he had already hauled all of his own junk upstairs, with help from any stragglers he could con into the job, anyway. "Want any help, there, oh new victim- I mean roommate of mine?"
One eyebrow rose at Axel, lips quirking wryly. "Thanks." Oh, so Axel thought he'd be the one taking the bullying, huh? He'd soon find that Riku could give as good as he got. In the meantime, he was getting a free laborer.
"Got any valuables I can crush, or is there something fragile enough in all of these to keep me entertained?" He asked, hoisting one bag onto his own shoulders and grabbing the handle of one other, scooping a box up in his free hand and tucking it against his body to keep his grip on it steady. It was thin, and relatively easy to handle. Probably a desk chair that was waiting to be assembled, or something like that.
"Ha, ha. You're a riot. Lead the way." The cheeky grin he got made him want to kick Axel in the shins. But the campus-wise sophomore started moving without any such prodding, so Riku figured that he'd let him off for now. Next time would be a completely different story.
"Don't worry so much! It's not like we're doing much today, anyway. Today's just unpacking and picking up our IDs. Classes don't start until next Tuesday." It was Thursday, but Riku could understand the need for the wait. For those students who didn't get their schedule set up ahead of time, they needed a couple of days to make them out and let the professors know the new role count, and new students who planned on majoring or minoring in their field.
"Is the dorm hall close, at least?" Riku asked, staring hard at Axel's back in his hope.
"Close dorm? Nah, suppose they still don't trust sophomores with staying too close to the gates, for whatever reason. Or some juniors. Our dorm hall has a mix of both. Kinda weird, huh? Only freshmen and seniors get their own dorm halls. Guess maybe it's so they don't scare all the little Freshies, and so the seniors don't have to worry about underclassmen getting in their way or making it too loud to concentrate on projects and thesis's…Anyway! We're up on the second floor. Could be worse. There're three in our hall, and we could have been on top and farthest from the stairs! One of my buddies had a room like that last year. Only seniors get flat dorms, lucky bastards."
By the time Axel paused in his relentless talking, he had set down one of Riku's bags and was digging in his pocket for a key into their hall. Try as he might, Riku couldn't make himself grasp all of what Axel was saying in its entirety. But he was sure he'd soon understand the workings of the rooms and dorm halls. It was just a matter of spending as much time on campus as his roomy had. From what he had been able to see as they wandered towards their dorm between other students, the campus wasn't that intimidating. It was bigger than Destiny Island College, but considering this was a main land University, that was expected. It was just a little more…compact than he thought it would be. He expected it to be as big as some of the campus's he'd seen online or in brochures.
The door burst open, a grinning redhead pushing his way in as the door attempted to bounce back at him, and he called for Riku to hurry and follow him. Wasting no time, Axel set Riku's bags down on the remaining vacant bed, his own on the other side of the room successfully coated in his crap.
"Take a good look now, 'cause it won't be getting any prettier." He shoved one of his own boxes aside with his foot to clear a bit more space for Riku, and then perched himself nimbly on the one corner of his bed that wasn't completely overrun by bags and boxes. Once settled, he looked up at Riku, grinning like a Cheshire cat.
Riku sighed, letting himself continue to enjoy the air conditioning, more so now that he wasn't having to trek up stairs behind struggling or just plain slow movers. Setting his own bags aside, he left ample room for himself on his bed, perfectly intent on resting for a few minutes before he even thought of unpacking. And he wanted to recline, not twist himself into a pretzel just to sit like it had looked like Axel was about to do for a moment there.
Deciding it would be a good moment to look over his new roomy, he began his assessment. 'Feisty… Don't touch him and stay out of his way is basically what his aura seems to scream. He also looks like he's pretty used to people avoiding him, just by seeing him that brief second before he approached me at the gate, even if he seems like a people person.' Riku's critique moved to the more physical aspects of Axel. 'He's tall. And damn, that hair doesn't help that fact! I didn't think you ever saw spikes like that outside of an anime unless you were looking at some punk-rock-wannabe. Even those guys would be jealous of that hair. And that ass! I know I was trying to be innocent, but with him shoving it right in my face coming up the stairs as he avoided people, it was hard to miss. I definitely noticed how those jeans seemed to be just hanging on to those hips when he stopped to help someone with a falling TV and his shirt rode up…' Riku wasn't usually a horn dog by nature, but he was a young man. He had some overworking hormones. And Axel, he could easily admit, was sexy. 'I can only hope that we'll get along…' Even in his thoughts, there was a certain amount of cynicism in that sentence.
Well, he'd waited long enough before saying something to Axel, and by now the redhead was giving him a perplexed look.
"Don't worry about the room, man. I can't stand things being too neat. Just as long as you keep the bugs you call on your side of the room, we're good." He tucked his hands behind his head, fully aware of the fact that his vest moving up to expose more of his stomach than normal. He knew Axel was staring, too, but he was busy pretending to inspect the ceiling. Where those glow in the dark stars? What the-
"So, where are you coming to our humble campus from?" Axel didn't sound distracted, at least. He had good resolve… It would be fun cracking it. On a daily basis.
"I doubt you've heard of it. Little set of islands off the coast. Do the names Destiny Islands right any bells?" He was expecting the shake of the head he got in response. "I wouldn't think so. You seem a bit too pale to be the island-goer type. What about you, though? Are you from around here?" Axel's pale skin and thin frame suggested that he was a typical indoors city kid.
"Hey, cool your jets. Your place sounds familiar…But you're right in assuming I don't know it. I'm not much of a beach person. Just don't understand why people would go on a perfectly fine day to a place where all they're going to do is lay on their towels. Now, if the water was cold, that's another matter. But otherwise, get your ass up and play!" But, hell, he would have gone to a beach for a vacation if someone had told him there'd be hotties like this waiting for him on the not-so-well-known shores! "Well, I'm from all over, actually. We moved around a lot until I decided to go out on my own. I even lived here in Traverse Town for three years a while back. But outside of school, I'm based in Twilight Town." Where Roxas is… Axel quickly recovered from his slight falter. "My family's still there, too, for now. So it's kinda nice."
"Alright, alright. My mistake." Riku held up his hands in peace, sitting up again and moving the hair from his face. "We have to go get our ID's by five, right?"
"Yeah. Guess we better get settled, huh? That way we can make it down there and to dinner…And we can pick up your keys on the way out. So move your shit before I throw mine on it so I can move." As if showing he wasn't bluffing, he tossed on box off his bed, and it almost landed on Riku's bag that was closest to him.
"Watch it! You break anything of mine and you'll be in for it." Riku wasn't all that worried. He turned away from Axel as me moved to start unpacking the stuff on his bed first, but he kept watching the redhead from the corner of his eye. Just in case.
" Promise?" There was a challenge in Axel's voice that made Riku turn to look at him fully. The redhead had cleared his bed of all but one box, which he was depositing on top of another. It was the foot that was raised in the general direction of Riku's blue duffel bag that made him raise an eyebrow.
"I'll give you to the count of three to move that foot before I do." He could see the gleam in Axel's eye brighten.
"One." The foot raised further into kicking position.
"Two." Axel's smirk grew.
"Three!" The kick missed, but only because Axel was suddenly experiencing an extreme sense of vertigo. He was vaguely aware for a brief second that he was falling before a rock hard mattress stopped his fall. His breath left him when a body equally as heavy as his landed on top of him and he felt legs immediately straddle his waist. Riku's eyes sparkled in victory as he sat atop his opponent, hands setting low on his own hips while a smirk that matched his eyes grew on his face. Axel swallowed audibly, hardly daring to breath, let alone move.
Being a kendo star on his islands, Riku was confident that he could win any tussle Axel could, (and probably would) instigate, since the guy didn't seem the 'uke' type, so he was perfectly intent on teasing his captive. With one hand he spider walked his index and middle finger from Axel's stomach to the middle of his chest slowly.
"Don't test me," he warned, the smirk never fading from his face or deceptively bright eyes, "I don't have much patience." Hearing a slight echo down the hall, Riku realized that the door was still open, but he didn't care. He had a point to get across. "Better be careful."
Axel's eyes had darkened considerably in surprise, not only at Riku's words given their current position, but at his actions and the blatant challenge when it was already obvious that Axel couldn't help but do whatever he was told not to. Before he could even get the grin on his face, Axel had hooked his legs sideways and trapped Riku's just behind the knee. Without giving Riku any time to react, he flipped them over, closer to the wall. He was practically radiating pride as he leered down at Riku.
"Thought you could win that easy, huh? Got news for you, Beach Boy, I may not look like much, but I've got a few tricks up my sleeve." He grabbed Riku's hips, leaning in a little closer. "And it looks like you've got enough patience for this room arrangement to stay interesting."
"You know, for a second there, I had almost thought that you'd accepted you're place," Riku admitted, smiling coyly up at the slowly advancing man.
"Nah, I know my place. It's above you," came the cheeky, slightly husky taunting reply.
"Last warning." Riku felt the hold that Axel's legs still had around his, and knew that he wouldn't be able to twist his hips enough to turn them back over. So, it was time to show Axel that there was more to being 'seme' than being on top.
" Please. What's the worst that could hap-" He was quickly shut up.
Riku's hands fisted into Axel's shirt, and with a sharp jerk, he forced all of the taller youth's weight onto himself. When Axel was lying practically on top of him, he wound his arms comfortably around his neck, tan fingers messing vibrant red spikes as his palms settled against heating skin. Riku refused to let anyone top him, and if Axel thought that just by flipping them over he was on top, then Riku was going to prove that being seme was all about personality and knowing how to get results.
"Told you not to test me." Riku said, holding his head up in order to lock his lips to the eccentric redhead.
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Alright! First chapter's done. As I get back into the swing of school and the like it might take me a while to get the next chapter up, but I'll be working on it, promise! Reviews are always welcome and wanted! They make great fuel for the author.