Wow, alright, starting another story! Curse this fangirl disease and it's ever-changing needs of OTPs...(I think i just made a rhyme? I demand its copyrighted to me now!) But anyway thanks for choosing to read my story, it'll be a little bit of everything but I'm desperately trying to steer clear from the 'smut' aisle.
Well the best advice i can give to you readers is 1. be patient with me. uploading is tough shit. and 2. listen to the song listed as the Chapter name(: They'll be what I'm basing the chapters feels on and whatnot.
Disclaimer: Kingdom Hearts and it's sexy, emotional characters do not belong to me. Screw you SQUAREENIX ); Neither do I own Do Better by Say Anything.
Chapter 1: Do Better
Never in his life had Axel liked his school's uniform, with its blue sweater-vest, tie, and plaid shorts. He'd always found the apparel ridiculously tacky and gross, that is, until he saw those plaid shorts plastered to the most perfect ass he'd ever seen. It wasn't that the long shorts were too tight or even grossly wedgied. They just cupped that ass so right.
Axel found himself tailing the stranger, eyes glued to those swerving hips. He knew he probably looked like a total creep, having to hunch over due to his height of 6"5. Hell, he didn't even care; he'd follow that ass to the end of the world if he had to.
Then suddenly, the figure ahead of him stopped walking without warning. Axel crashed into the boy, knocking them both to the ground. He rubbed his spiky red hair and laughed nervously. Opening his bright emerald eyes, he hoped to see that God gave that perfect butt a beautiful face to match.
It was the least to say that God didn't disappoint the redhead. The boy before him was a little on the short side but was undeniably gorgeous. His fluffy blonde hair was messied in a disarrayed fashion and his face was pale and smooth. Not to mention his breathtaking eyes that flashed emotions so vividly Axel flinched.
"Oww, the hell?" The angelic voice that mirrored Jesse McCartney's groaned.
Axel threw on an apologetic smile. "Sorry 'bout that, shortie," The smaller teen scowled at Axel cutely, filling his green eyes with amusement. "Oh, don't go cuttin' yourself over it, kid."
That comment seemed to startle and anger the little blonde. His piercing blue glare hit Axel like a bullet before the mysterious boy stood up and huffed, marching away in another direction. Raising an auburn eyebrow, Axel wondered what that kid's problem was.
He brushed off the situation however, because he was too excited for his new school year at Hollow Bastion's all-boys High School. It was the teen's sophomore year, and surely to be a great one.
Later that same day, Axel met up with his friends at lunch. There was Marluxia, a towering sophomore with shaggy pink hair and disgusting sense of humor. Sitting next to him was the silent nerd, Zexion; long lavender locks and bangs covering half of his face. Ironically enough, his boyfriend, and Axel's best friend, Demyx, was obnoxiously bubbly and had the loud hairstyle of a mullet to accompany his personality. And the newest member to Axel's group of freaks was Riku. He had shoulder length silver hair, and was also a freshman, having met Axel over the summer through another friend.
"So," the redhead slugged his backpack off his shoulder and onto the ground next to their table, "how's everyone's first day going?"
"Being a freshman sucks." Riku stated, laying his head against the concrete table, groaning. The sophomores nodded in an agreement, more than happy to be past that dreadful 'fresh meat' stage of high school.
"It'll be over before you know it, Riku-dear." Marluxia purred as per usual form of speech. He leaned across the table with a coy smile. "By the way, how goes thing with your little crush?"
Riku blushed, gaping. "You mean Sora? Man, he doesn't even notice me. But we have Production Design and English together." The little smile that consumed Riku's features was precious.
Marluxia hummed contently and turned to Zexion and Demyx. "And how are our favorite Public-Displayers-of-Affections doing?" Zexion rolled his eyes and returned his gaze to his book, snuggling himself closer on Demyx's lap.
"Awesome! We're having our year-aversary next month!" The hyper mullet squealed.
The pinkette made a gagging notion before turning to Axel with a hopeful look in his eyes. "Come on, Axie, give papa some actual news!" He pleaded dramatically.
The redhead smirked knowingly. "I found myself the yummiest ass today, Marly." He whistled under his breath appreciatively. "Man, it was the juiciest rump I've laid eyes on since forever."
Marly's blue eyes flickered with recognition. "Oh shit! Was the kid blond, like, with ridiculously spiked fluffs?"
"Yeah?"
Marluxia leaned back and laughed loudly. "Dude, I totally re-stalked that piece of fine ass for you, all the way to my second hour. That freshman's too damn cute, mmm." Marly swooned at the thought of said boy.
Axel chuckled in surprise. "Huh, small world! We must combine our efforts and collect creeper-photos of that shortie and his tush." The two tall pervs' eyes glimmered with amusement and challenge.
"Hell yeah, we'll take enough pics to make a calendar or two." Marly winked and then added seriously, addressing the table's members as a whole. "Everyone coming to Theatre Club after school, yes?"
They all lingered their previously antics to nod enthusiastically, sharing smiles. Theatre Club was not to be missed.
"Good, now Axel, eat your damn food."
The group met together after school by the auditorium entrance. After gathering themselves Axel was about to lead them inside before a certain smile caught his eye from the other side of the room. Literally, Axel's attention just drew to the grin as if instinct. The bright smile solely belonged to a previously grumpy freshman. Marluxia follwed Axel's gaze and yelped shrilly.
"Hey, that's our ass over there!" He whispered excitedly.
Axel nodded with wide green eyes. "I know, and he's smiling..." and what a dazzling smile it was. Emerald orbs leisured to whoever was making the boy grin like that. He practically lost balance from the shock of realization. "Whoa, that's Sora! He's talkin' with our boy!"
Riku's eyes snapped to the scene instantly at the mention of his crush's name. His eyes softened almost immediately.
"Oh, that's Roxas. He's Sora's twin brother." The freshman explained.
Whoa, wait, Sora had an outstandingly cute twin brother with mood swings and a sweet ass? Why was this never brought up during Theatre Club meetings over the summer? Sora was known as the scene's young blood, as he appeared out of nowhere his seventh grade year with an incredible affinity for the art of theatrics. Seriously, the kid was ridiculously talented.
After Roxas departed from his brother's presence, Axel's gang flocked around him; Riku flanking closest to the brunette, of course. Sora greeted them with a curious smile that exemplified his innocence.
"Hey guys, what's going on?" He questioned.
"You never mentioned you had a twin, Sora! Way to hold out on us." Marly crossed his arms, shaking his head crestfallenly.
Sora shrugged, ocean eyes clouding over with something unknown. "Sorry, we just haven't seen each other for two years, since I moved here. I thought he'd be staying back in Twilight Town for a while more. Never really thought to bring him up..." Everyone remained silent until Sora shook his head and returned to his usual peppy state. "But he finally decided to move in and it's really cool being back together again! I think I've missed him more than a 'normal' sibling would, with us being twins an all."
"Do you believe in that whole 'special connection' rumor between twins?" Riku couldn't help but ask, sneaking desiring glances towards the brunette.
Sora's light laugh evaporated the remaining tension in his eyes. "No way! We may share a lot of the same things and be close, but he's almost impossible to decipher half of the time..."
"No joke!" Axel cut in without thinking. "I mean, this morning I bumped into him and he totally flipped on me, yet here he was just a moment ago, all fine and dandy." He and Sora shared a giggle; it must have been normal for the blonde twin to act so crankily.
"Don't let him get you down, Axe. He's just nervous about switching schools and friends and basically lives." The brunette elaborated sincerely. Axel nodded, finding the blonde's choice of attitude to be excusable. He offered Sora a reassuring grin that meant he understood. Sora looked relieved. "He's really not a bad person, so treat him nice, okay?" The redhead and his gang nodded.
Marluxia slammed a protein bar into Axel's hand before patting his shoulder and announcing it was time to get their asses to Theatre Club.
The following two weeks progressed smoothly. Having kept up with his homework and Theatre Club, Axel remained busy as ever. So far the year was looking plainly bright, as the redhead maintained average grades, a cool group of friends, and exciting opportunities in theatre. He had not, however, made any further advances in befriending Roxas. He'd tried to start a conversation once before school with the blonde, but was brutally ignored in return.
Riku informed Axel that Roxas was a pretty chill guy, as they also shared English class with Sora. Axel wasn't sure what he did to deserve such a cold shoulder, but he refused to let it bring him down. Note everyone was liked, he'd understood that, and moved on with his life.
Well, maybe the blonde had plagued his mind a little. It wasn't like Axel zoned out constantly trying to figure out what he'd done wrong, where Roxas was, what he was doing, if he was smiling and looking as beautiful as ever...No! Axel was strong-willed and never let his mind wander to such places, of course.
It was a Tuesday when Axel was running late to Theatre Club. He swore gracefully as he sprinted across Hollow Bastion's campus. Being late to Theatre Club might not seem like a huge deal, but they had dress rehearsals that day. And the club's director, Saix, was a real bitch to deal with the day before a performance. So Axel bounded to his locker, grabbing his costume and make-up, then proceeded to the nearest restroom to change.
He was a bit surprised to hear some soft singing as he approached the bathroom's open door. He paused to listen and smiled as he recognized the tune. It was 'Do Better', a song that Axel had fell in love with his freshman year, when he'd discovered the band Say Anything.
Ecstatic to meet another SA fan, Axel peaked around the corner to catch a glimpse of the singer. He was flabbergasted to see a certain blonde, mouthing the lyrics faintly as he stood in front of the mirrors, messing with his hair. The redhead couldn't help himself any longer, turning the corner and leaning against the wall.
"You could do better than that, Roxas." He cracked a smile at his own joke, "you should try singing a little louder so I don't have to strain my ears." Roxas jumped and spun to meet glances with Axel. His deep blue eyes looked stressed and his pale skin flushed.
"Fuckin' stalker, go away." He hissed quietly, eyes still wide from a state of shock. Axel raised his hands in the air, surrendering.
"Chill, man, I just came in to change clothes." Green eyes glared challengingly at angry blue ones. Roxas broke the stare with a huff.
"Whatever." He turned back to the mirror, though his movements were tense.
The redhead moved into a stall and began to change. His tone was bored when he spoke. "So you're a Say Anything fan, I take it?" There was an awkward silence before Roxas finally mumbled an "I guess." Axel's face heated up, his eyes avoiding contact with the door wall separating the two teens. "Well, you've got a really pretty voice." His own blush deepened, embarrassed. Since when did boys say 'pretty'? God, he felt like a dork.
He wasn't the only one, thankfully. Roxas choked on pure air at the compliment. It took him moments to whisper thanks in response. His cheeks hadn't returned to their normal shade yet, either, and when he heard Axel's stall door click open, he decided it would be a good time to make a run for it.
He got a pretty solid distance away from the restroom before footsteps were heard as Axel caught up with him. The redhead gripped his arm and gasped. "Hold on!"
Roxas halted stiffly, looking down at his shoes irritably. "What?" He snapped.
The sophomore caught his breath before grasping Roxas's chin between his thumb and other fingers. He tilted the blonde's head up until they were looking into each other's eyes.
"I, uh—" Axel mumbled weakly, drowning in those blue eyes. "You, uh, sing good. I mean, ah, you've got a really nice voice, Roxas. I think you should try out for Theatre Club."
"Wah—?" Roxas blinked repeatedly. "I'm not...not sure? I, well, thanks, I mean, and all, but..." The blonde cleared his throat to find his voice again. "Really," He continued much more clearly. "I don't know much of anything about Theatre, more so its club, so it'd probably be best if I didn't join."
Axel frowned. "Dude, we just put on a ton of plays in our club. Mainly just reenactments from Disney movies, and putting movement and plot into the stories of Say Anything songs." As Axel explained further, Roxas looked amazed. Partially because he couldn't take his eyes off of the redhead's beautiful green orbs, but also because the idea of Theatre Club seemed pretty legit.
"Sounds awesome, I'm a huge fan of both." Roxas found himself saying. He was rewarded with a smile and sparkling eyes.
"Sweet! Let's go audition you then!" The redhead cheered victoriously and grabbed Roxas's hand, dragging him to the auditorium though the blonde continued to protest weakly.
"Saix, I know you're pissed that I'm late, but you seriously need to let this kid try out for theatre." Axel begged the director while trying to look equally sorry for lack of punctuality.
Saix grunted, rubbing his temples. "Axel, Theatre Club already started this year and tryouts are over and done with. We don't need more scene-tards crowding the stage." He rolled his eyes when Axel pouted, looking more than heartbroken.
Saix watched Axel turn around sullenly and call out to a silhouette that stood by the theatre door. As the boy's features became revealed in the light of the room, Saix hissed quietly. The boy resembled an angel, no joke; his body was small and slender, outlined with a glow from daylight that shined from behind the opened doors. Saix could only see the boy's smooth complexion and hard blue stare. The blue-haired director's heart stopped when he spoke.
"Axel, its fine. I guess I showed up too late, maybe next year?" Roxas turned on his heel to leave, face flushed with embarrassment and disappointment. The redhead began to chase after him but Saix halted them both.
"Wait." His commanding voice boomed. Both boys turned to face the scar-faced director. "What's your name?"
"Roxas." Said boy seemed to whisper back, intimidated.
Saix smiled. "Roxas. Can you sing, boy?" Roxas nodded. "Fine, then show me what you've got." The blonde hustled his way up the stage stairs to the center-light. Axel hurriedly grabbed his keyboard and began playing the bouncy melody of 'Do Better'.
Life is not a spark in space,
An episode of Will and Grace
Controversial yet mundane.
Debrah's messing with your brain.
Even Scientologists
Know there's more to all of this.
You search the ruins for trap doors.
Wonder what you're put here for.
Simple as a hint of gas
Climbing nostrils as you pass,
Making Harvard graduates
Feel childish when they laugh at it.
Climb the rungs to kingdom come.
Sour Patch to acid tongue.
Are you opposed to having fun?
You clench the world between your buns.
You could do better, you could do better, you could be the greatest man in the world
You could do better, you could do better, you could be the greatest man in the world
Axel smiled to himself as he kept up the appropriate rhythm, listening to the speakers boom with his and Roxas's sound. Maybe this song wasn't exactly perfect for the blonde's voice, but he sounded amazing nonetheless. It brought out a throat-deep raspy tone that seemed to even impress the usually expressionless Saix. The director was perched on the edge of his seat, completely mesmerized by the small boy. Other Theatre Club members were looking around the stage curtains to listen, too.
Your life is always the post of something else.
Where is the present in the way that you present yourself?
It's disgusting how little that you try;
The existential equivalent of pink eye.
Drink alone and watch TV.
You're expecting harmonies
To tap your tune with silver spoons,
The anthem of impending doom.
Guiding Satan's steady hand.
Forcing Beatles to disband.
It's ego freaks and drama queens
The young at heart know what I mean.
You could do better, you could do better, you could be the greatest man in the world
You could do better, you could do better, you could be the greatest man in the world
You could do better, better than that
You're a fraud
Thank God and learn to keep your shirt on.
You could do better, you could do better, you could be the greatest man in the world
You'd burn so brightly, you'd burn so brightly in the dark
You'd burn so brightly
You'd burn so
You'd burn so
You could do better, you could do better, you could be the greatest man in the world
You could do better, you could do better, you could be the greatest man in the world
You could do better, better than that
You're a fraud
Thank God and learn to keep your shirt on.
You could do better, you could do better, you could be the greatest man in the world
You could do better, you could do better, you could be the greatest man in the world
We could do better, we could do better, we could be the greatest band in the world...
As Roxas finished, the auditorium was eerily silent for moments before applause broke out. The blonde's cheeks tinted rosily. He stepped away from the microphone slowly, eyes on the floor.
"Outstanding, Roxas. Your stage presence is captivating." Saix regarded casually. Members shared a look of astonishment and glee, as Saix rarely ever commended others on their auditions.
Roxas cast a glance behind him to grin gorgeously towards Axel and Sora, who had appeared mid-performance and was giving double thumbs-ups. Those in the background flattered Roxas furthermore before disappearing behind the curtains once more. Saix cleared his throat to recapture the blonde's attention.
"Welcome to Theatre Club, kid. Now get to work."
AN: TBC
fun fact; Do Better was the first SA song I ever heard. which is why i dedicated the first chappy to it ^.^
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