A/N: So this is where I let it be known that I am not the owner of Kingdom Hearts. That belongs to Squeenix.
Also, I could hardly call this a multi chaptered fic. Mostly this is a collection of drabbles that I'm writing for my rp blog on tumblr with the url 'redhotfire8'. So feel free to shoot me questions there or here. I'm always open to new things and new ideas. Each chapter will switch between Axie and Roxanne's POV. I may also insert chapters here and there where it's out of the time line but I was hit with inspiration. Thanks for reading!
In which Axie Finally Says Hello
The day after she got her second tattoo from a man that could be her twin, Axie finally found the courage to do what she had wanted to for the better part of a year. She was going to officially introduce herself to the cute, blonde barista who she had been making eyes at. The redhead stood to the side of the entrance of the Starbucks with her backpack slung over one shoulder. She smoothed down the front of her jeans and repositioned her shit, making sure it covered her belt. Cursing the scuffed and tattered state of her black converse, she adjusted her backpack, took a deep breath, and walked into the shop. She kept her eyes on the floor as she walked up to the counter.
When she finally looked up, she was met with a bright smile and sky blue eyes matched with short, fluffy, blonde hair. "Hey again! Venti chai latte with two pumps of vanilla spice for Axie right?" the barista asked Axie with a bright smile.
"U-u-uh y-yeah…" Axie managed to say, in shock. She mentally kicked herself. She usually managed to be at least coherent.
"That'll be 3.86," the blond said with a small smile. She though Axie was pretty cute.
Axie handed her four dollars, still unable to speak. Thankfully, the shop was pretty empty and there was no line behind her. When the blonde barista handed her the 14 cents in change, Axie found her voice again. "Hey, uh what's your name?"
"My name's Roxanne, but friends call me Roxy," Roxanne replied with a (oh my god so cute) smile. "Go have a seat and work on your laptop. I'll bring you your drink in a minute."
Axie floated over to her usual chair, unable to process whether or not that just happened. She pulled her laptop out and got on facebook to check on her technologically challenged aunt playing Farmville. A minute or so after, someone placed a mug and napkin on her table and slid into the chair across from hers.
Looking up, Axie saw that Roxanne had settled herself across from her. "Hi Roxanne," the redhead said with a smile. She picked up her mug and took a sip. "Fantastic tasting latte, as usual. Thank you."
Roxanne smiled. "I know," the blond smiled. "You always tip us really well so we're all more inclined to give you an extra pump of flavor here or there. You also always leave enough for another drink. Our boss recognizes you and says its okay to give you a "free"" she raised her hands in air quotes, "drink when you come in."
The redhead somehow managed to stamp down her blush. "Well that's good Karma for me then. So, Roxanne, tell me about yourself," Axie said with a smile, her persona of cool and suave washing over her again.
"Oh no. Don't you dare interrogate me like you did that British kid the other day. He walked out of here more confused than ever," Roxanne playfully scolded.
"Well, would you care to tell me more over dinner then?" Axie smiled as her inner dialogue yelled at her for saying that. She could not believe she had said that.
"As long as you pay," the blonde winked. She pulled a pen out of her pocket and scribbled some numbers on the napkin that was lying around unused. "Meet me at six pm by the theaters on O Street and Penn. Text me if you get lost or will be late." Then Roxanne got up and left, leaving a gaping Axie behind to process the events that had just occurred.