This here, would be my first story friends.

This is Axel x Roxas, boy on boy if you will. please don't read if it's offensive to you :p.

M for lemon in later chapters.

Well, here we go!

Chapter One:

I hope those damn cancer sticks kill him!

ROXAS

I sighed deeply and pushed my face to the glossy window of the train car. Fifteen, twenty-five, thirty-five. I counted the train tracks in tens as the car I was seated in blared past. How would I introduce myself to my new family? "Hey, I'm Roxas and I suffer from anxiety, insomnia, trust issues, and extended cases of nostalgia that make me want to beat my head against a wall!" I mumbled to myself sarcastically. Today was my fifteenth birthday, as a present I got a half-assed cake made by the children at the orphanage and I get to be shipped off to a stranger's house. Oh yippee!

Crossing my arms, I lay back against the stiff orange seat and looked around at some of the passengers. A little boy holding his mother's hand, an elderly woman with a cane and a low hanging grocery bag, and a girl that looked to be my age - with bright red hair hanging to her shoulders. She seemed interesting, but I soon dismissed the thought when the train came to my stop. I stood rather clumsily and exited the train, taking notice that the red haired girl had also gotten off. Soon though, it would seem that I'd know her like a sister.

AXEL

"Axel." my mother said quietly while pushing open my bedroom door. I looked up in question, propping my long legs up against the headboard of my bed and rubbing my eyes just above where teardrop shaped tattoos sat. "Well, your father and I have some big news for you." She spoke again and looked down, my father seemed to be trailing behind her within the shadow of my door. "And that is?" I asked, rolling my eyes to the side. Big news usually wasn't "Big News"with us Augustines, not even with Reno who had recently come out of the closet. I chuckled at the thought, what a fag. Of course I thought that in vain, being secretly gay as well.

"We've adopted a little brother into our household." I snapped back to reality and fell off of my bed with a crash. I take that "Big News" statement back. "What! What the hell Mom, are you serious?" I choked out from my position on the burgundy carpet. She nodded gleefully, and made her next announcement. "We have to go shopping and whatnot for awhile, could you please greet him when he gets here? Y'know, make him feel welcome?" She had asked with such an angelic expression that I couldn't say no. "Okay, fine." I huffed and looked to the side, obviously annoyed with this intrusion. She smiled broadly and left, my father once again trailing behind like a stray kitten.

I quickly righted myself, and sat on the edge of my bed, bringing my long legs up with anticipation. Another brother? Possibly even a straight one? I groaned and slammed by palm into my forehead. This could not go well, I just knew it. However, not being one to want to anger my mother, I stood and readied the house for the stupid new addition to our lives.

An hour later, the house is spotless and I was in the shower, scrubbing my long red spikes I dare to call hair. I heard the doorbell ring profusely and ran to the lower level of the house, wearing only the towel clinging to my waist. I opened it quickly, knowing that the only person who rang the doorbell that many times would have to be Kairi. You should have been there to see the shock playing out on my face when Kairi pranced in, tugging a shorter blonde child behind her. He looked around cautiously and then up at me. I'm not openly gay, don't get me wrong, but this kid was beautiful. His cerulean eyes were wide and the light danced fervently across them. Pale skin made him up, turning a slight pink on his cheeks. And lastly, his ruffled blonde hair and boyish stature made him look average. Everything about him mingled so well until he spoke those first words.

"What the fuck are you staring at?" The words were so blunt coming from his softened pink lips and his expression along with his eyes - hardened. That was when I decided that he was just a stupid pest that I, Axel Augustine, wanted nothing to do with. I made a pfft noise and stalked back up to my bedroom, leaving Kairi and the new boy downstairs. I slammed my door and threw on whatever I could find, which happened to be a pair of black jeans - holes lining the bottom, and a somewhat tight - red polo. Don't ask about the polo, I'm not one of those pretty boys, I just find them sorta comfortable. I looked around my room afterward, bored. Reaching for a book on the top shelf of the bookcase that stood near my window, I took down Romeo and Juliet. I opened it to the middle pages, and grabbed a cigarette from the hollowed out center. Hah! You thought I was gonna' read it didn't you? I'm gay, just not that gay. I don't believe in that love crap anyway.

I lay in bed five minutes later, taking a long drag from the cancer stick and puffing out rings of smoke. Just then two things happened. The first being a vibration from my phone signaling that I just got a text. And the second being Kairi slamming my door open happily and shoving my little brother in. I quickly made sure the hand with the cigarette was out of view. "You two get along now! Mom says that you guys share this room." Kairi said, all too satisfied with the torture she had just forced upon me. I had thought it funny that she didn't even care to notice the smoky atmosphere. Kairi then left, never ridding herself of the smile plastered upon that fifteen year old face of hers. Shortly after the door closed, I pulled the cigarette back to my mouth and let out a small groan. "What's your name, kid?" I asked, puffing out more smoke.

He replied bluntly, "Roxas, and you shouldn't smoke, it's bad for you." I chuckled deeply, who the hell did he think he was? Was he trying to act tough? This made me laugh all the more and my reply was strained. "Axel," I said with a smirk. Roxas didn't seem to take it so well, seeing as how he stalked to a corner of my room and sat down - Knees against his chest. I sighed and put out the cigarette in the ashtray on my nightstand, then I slid out of bed to make a proper introduction.

ROXAS

I looked at the maroon carpet in anguish, I hated this stupid place already. I hated Axel, I hated that I had to share the room with the redheaded cretin, and I hated that I might be the only homosexual one in the house. It wasn't likely that Axel was gay, and Kairi had definitely taken an interest in many boys as she showed me to the house. Kairi was the only one I liked so far, she was kind and patient with me. And even though I had not yet met her parents nor her brother who she happened to mention was Reno, I didn't think that I'd take a liking to them. But Axel, oh Axel - It was dislike at first sight.

I looked up to see Axel get up from the bed, his slender and feline like legs striding across the floor to greet me. Our eyes connected and he reached his hand down to me. "Let's start over. I'm Axel." He said with a boyish grin. I looked away in a motion that basically screamed - Get the fuck away or I'll bite you. Axel just pressed further, he sat down on his knees and pushed his face within inches of mine. I flushed immediately as his breath warmed my face. "I said, My name is Axel." He spoke more seriously, his eyes catlike and taunting. I scrunched as far against the wall as humanly possible. His response was to brutally pin both of my arms to the wall. "C'mon Roxas, let's be friends." Axel spoke, though the way he said friends sounded sensual and way too creepy for my liking, but maybe I was just imagining it. "I..Don't want to." Was all I could squeak out. My anxiety then kicked in and my breathing became shallow and pained. Axel pulled back immediately and tilted his head to the side, obviously curious. With my ability to breathe right returning to me, I flushed again. But this time it was in embarrassment, I did not want him to see me so weak. I turned my head to the side and mumbled as if to answer the question playing on his mind. "Anxiety."

An emotion of some sort, not quite anger but not quite sadness, danced across Axel's green pools that are otherwise known as eyes. He stalked back to his bed and sat down, clicking through what appeared to be his phone. He was probably feeling guilty for making me panic too. HA, I hope those damn cancer sticks kill him!

First chapter Done. Reviews c:?