Chapter 1
Head bang-gone-bad
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Roxas' P.o.V.
Loud bangs were heard from the wall of the apartment next door. Roxas sighed and reluctantly turned off the loud music he'd been blaring. "Hmph!" He said as he put of his headphones to his ipod and started head banging once more. With his eyes closed. He tripped and fell on a lamp, shattering the glass lampshade into pieces, which in turn, scattered all over his black and white checkered kitchen floor. He stood up to inspect the damage. "Ah fuck!" He yelled as he hopped onto the glass-free living room carpet and plopped down. He pulled is foot in close to his body and looked to see crimson blood coming out of a spot where a fairly large piece of glass had pierced through his foot. He cringed at the sight, and whimpered slightly as he pulled out the glass. He quickly hopped around his apartment, finally reaching his bathroom. He turned on the bathtub and stuck his leg in, letting the warm water pour over the wound. He winced slightly as he could feel the water pour into the wound. After it'd stopped bleeding so much, he turned the water off and inspected the cut. "Oh damn…" He half-whispered half-thought as he found that it had plunged pretty far into his foot. He wrapped his foot in an old towel, and searched through his medicine cabinet. "Hmmm, why do I always have the SAME size of Band-Aids? Where's the fuckin' gauze?" He said. He finally spotted the box, and plucked it from the pile, only to find the box empty. "Doesn't anybody ever throw anything away?" He said, knowing full well that he was the only one that lived there. "Well NOW what?" He thought out loud. "I i could /i go to my neighbor's and see if he's got any. I doubt he'd even let me in though." After a few minutes, he came to a realization that that was the only thing he could come up with. He sighed and began to hobble over to his door. "I hope he's not mad for me being so loud all the time…"
Axel's P.o.V.
The tall redhead smirked and shook his head slightly. "That kid's gonna get evicted if he keeps this up. I'm surprised the landlord hasn't said anything yet." He said to himself as he resumed his spot on the couch. He sighed and picked up the book he'd been reading, ((ZOMG Axel reads?!)) which was a classic " i Freak the Mighty /i " He'd just gotten to the end, and his eyes started to well up. He rubbed them, as if someone would see him crying over a child's book. His eyes got pink from the rubbing, and he sat the book down after he'd finished the last page. He put it on the coffee table and walked over to the bar that separated the living room from the kitchen. He reached down below and pulled out an un-opened bottle of vodka. He un-corked it, and poured some into a shot glass. He sat down and drank it. "Mmmm…" He sighed. i It's been a while since I've done that eh? /i He thought and sat the shot glass down. He put the cap back on the bottle. He flopped down on the couch and flicked the TV on. But right when he'd gotten comfortable… a knock came from his door. "Argghh… who the hell could that be?" He grumbled under his breath. He walked over to his door and swung it open. A boy was standing in front of him, on one foot, propped up against the door frame. Upon closer inpection, he could see a pained expression on the boys- no, he was older, i late teens maybe. /i face. "Uhmm… can I help you?" He asked raising an eyebrow at the stranger at his door. The blonde teen blushed slightly and looked up to meet his ocean-blue eyes meat Axel's piercing green ones.
"I live next door to you." He said, quietly. Axel raised an eyebrow at finding this out.
"So you're the loud one eh?" He smirked. The blonde glared at him from behind his golden bangs.
"My name's Roxas." He snapped, then winced when he tried to put his foot down on the ground.
"What's wrong with yer foot?" Axel asked, noticing there was a crimson-tinted towel wrapped around Roxas' foot.
"Oh, right. I was wondering if you had some gauze I could barrow? I'm out and I-"
"Sure." Axel stopped him. "Come in." He said, going to his bathroom and getting his First-Aide box.