Loud. The banging was loud. Rain beat heavy against the dumpster which a small blonde haired boy lay against, trying his best to get out of the rain. Shivers ran all over, causing the other to move closer into himself as he tried to keep his body heat to himself and not share it with anyone.

The smaller boy's eyelids fluttered as he attempted to sleep. He knew better though. Sleep in this type of weather would not come easily. Still, he tried, wanting to get some sleep. It had been a hard night and he would need his energy if he was going to make it to his next destination tomorrow. New York. The big apple. A smile crept onto his face as he imagined the bright lights, the busy streets, and the marvelous people. The people were what was on Roxas' mind as he thought of every step he would take to get to the "City That Never Sleeps." Speaking of that, sleep was creeping more and more as the blonde thought more and more of the city of his dreams.

Dreams of flashing car lights and people yelling curses and profanities as someone had probably cut off. Why would someone be driving when it was obviously easier to walk to your destination. His dreams were full of bad language and crowded streets. Appealing to some, claustrophobia to others.

A loud bang was what woke up the blonde haired teen as he woke up against the garbage he had fallen asleep on. He sat up and rubbed his temples with the palm of his hand, eyes shut tight then opening to the bright sun. How had it been a downpour the night before and have the sun smiling the next morning? Roxas looked around, wanting to know what woke him from his cold slumber. At first, there was nothing to see. Had he imagined it? But, the sound of something fumbling around came to his attention. Roxas' eyes blinked then widened as he turned to the garbage he had been sleeping on. He stood up, holding the garbage steady, then peered inside. A small black kitten was poking around, as if looking for something to eat. "You and me both" slowly came from his chapped tired lips. The kitten quickly perked up its head to look at the blonde who was staring down at it. Suddenly, the only thing it wanted was to get out and away from this stranger. It oved and wiggled, too small to get out of the large pale.

For a moment, the kitten just hid in a part of the can, thinking it had concealed itself with only some cardboard, but obvious with its black tail almost like a beacon, singaling its hiding spot. Roxas couldn't help but giggle at the attempt but slowly reached for the small being, making sure to be careful with the fragile creature. The kitten began to squirm and attempt to leave Roxas' grasp but he held firmly, wanting to take a look at the kitten. He held it up under the smaller one's arms taking a closer look at it. He smiled comfortably as the kitten finally gave up and just stared into Roxas' eyes. Roxas then shifted the fragile kitten to a more comfortable position as he sat back down on the ground where he had been previously been sleeping. He brought the kitten to his chest, trying to keep it warm with one arm. His other hand began petting the kitten softly, the tiny body relaxing as it was soothingly pet. Roxas' smile stayed on his face as the cat looked peaceful. "Well, you're my first friend in this state. I think I'll call you Lucky" he said, grinning at the opposite name a black cat would be given.


"God this city blows" explained an annoyed red head as he walked the not so busy streets of New Jersey. "Boring. Nothing to do." Complaints. Usually that's all that came out of the gravity defying re haired male. If someone didn't know any better, they would call him a girl. Then again, his tall and skinny body would almost be considered a woman's. Especially the length of his hair. But, the tattoos of upside down triangles would probably be something to identify him as a male. Women would never get a facial tattoo. Those and the lack of breasts were a dead give away.

As the taller male walked to his work, a boring job as cashier for a dive type retail and somewhat food store. No one really shopped there ever since the new Wal-Mart had opened, offering more than cheap clothes. He hated the work but it was hard finding a job, especially one that would allow him to sport his tattoos.

On his way to work though, something interesting caught his eye. A small boy holding a kitten as he looked ready himself to fall asleep was sitting in the alley he passed on the other side of the street everyday. That kid wasn't there before. I would have noticed he thought to himself as he just walked past. The boy didn't even notice him, concentrated more on the small black kitten entangled in his arms. The boy, Axel, shrugged it off, not really caring, realizing he was going to be late if he didn't get his ass in gear.

After making it to work, he went in the back and got into the right clothes, never wearing the usual uniform there. Since he walked, he hated sporting the awful off-turquoise shirt and brown pants his work forced him to work in. The apron, though, was the worst. A bright red item that stuck out like a sore thumb. Axel made a face at the apron as if it were his worst enemy. Though his hair and the apron shared the same color, he always told himself his hair was different and better shade, even though they were the exact same color.

Axel took his uniform out from his locker and shut it, walking to the "Employees Only" bathroom to change. A few minutes, and tow mirror checks later, Axel was ready for a slow day at work. He heaved a sigh and walked out form the back, walking up to his register and flashing his light on. Right as he did, Demyx just walked up and sat on the conveyor which was used to bring the items placed there closer to scan. Axel, mindlessly ringing various items up, didn't notice Demyx as he gave a wide grin to the taller male.

"Whoa whoa!" Axel said, jumping back. "Dem, I swear. You're gonna give me a heart attack one of these days. Included with a lay off slip" he said, returning to his cashier. "So, what's with that goofy grin?" he asked, handing the bag to the elder woman who gave both the red haired male and the mullet/Mohawk boy a look of discontent and shook her head, then taking her leave. Said mullet turned to Axel and grinned wider. "Remember that kid that came in here, asking for a certain type of shampoo? The one with the emo looking hair cut?' Axel turned. "The short one, right?" "That's the one" said Demyx, enthused. "What about him?" Axel asked, trying, key word "trying", to care. Demyx noticed and turned around. "Fine, I won't tell you what happened last night" he said, starting to walk away. "Whoa, wait. Did little Demyx finally get laid?" he asked. Demyx turned around with that big dopey grin on his face. That was all that would be needed to reveal his answer. "It's not like it's my first time. And you should have seen how cute he was. Though… It was his first time" Demyx said to Axel. Axel's eyes widened at that. Demyx usually didn't do something so reckless. He must be serious about the boy.

Axel just gave a grin and a hug to the other, but noticing that a line of angry and annoyed house wives were waiting for him. "Damn. We'll talk more Demyx. I'll se ya" he said, taking his position back at his register. A sigh of boredom was released as he once again began scanning items and faking his enthusiastic smile to all the customers.


As day turned into evening, a sudden chill once again got the better of the blonde. He woke up, looking around. Had he really fallen asleep so easily? He blinked his eyes a few times and noticed something soft and warm sleeping against his chest, curled in his arms. He looked down at the black tiny mass sleeping against him. That's right. I found Lucky, but why did I fall asleep? Roxas shook himself out of sleep and stood up slowly, trying not to wake the small kitten up. Unfortunately, it didn't work. Lucky fluttered his eyes open and yawned, looking up and purring against Roxas' chest.

"Better get some food. Maybe an apple would be best. Don't have enough for food. I have to get to New York soon. Before Mom and Dad find out I'm missing." With that, Roxas decided to look for a small store, something with food. The only place was Wal-Mart but Roxas knew they wouldn't allow any animals inside. Next to it, though, was a small store that resembled a liquor store. They would have fruits and wouldn't mind a tiny kitten. Roxas walked in, a small building noise echoing his first step. He immediately jumped but realized what it was. He quickly made his way to the fruits to grab an apple and a can of tuna for Lucky.

As he browsed for his food, a tall male watched the tinier blonde. Axel almost jumped as he saw the same blonde he had seen in the alley on his way to work. He blinked but was brought back to work by a snooty customer, coughing to get his attention. "Sorry ma'am. That will be 8:13." the woman paid and left. No one was left in the line and Axel quickly turned off his light, informing other customers he was no longer working, for now. He walked slightly around to follow the blonde. He kept an eye on him, thinking he might be the type to steal. But as he got closer, the blonde's appearance somewhat changed. Instead of a normal teenage boy, he found a thin mass holding a kitten. But the most striking feature to the red head were the bright saphire eyes that looked up at him when he waas caught. "Oh.. Um… do you need any help?" he asked the smaller male.

Roxas looked up at the bright emerald eyes that were looking him over. Why was he looking him over? Roxas couldn't look away but knew he couldn't look forever. "N-no.." was all that came out of his mouth as a response to Axel.

The blonde looked absolutely scrawny, to say the least. He looked like he hadn't had a proper meal in awhile. When was the last time he ate. He looked to see an apple and a can of tuna in his hand, as well as a tiny kitten tying its best to stay hidden. A smirk came to his face as he noticed it.

Roxas shifted, knowing the other had been looking at the kitten. "Well, you look hungry. Um… would you want to come get something to eat..?" asked Axel, trying his best to be nice. Roxas had no idea who he was but he shook his head. No, I'll take these" was all he wsaid and followed Axel to his register. It was pretty empty so he wouldn't get into trouble for just randomly turning off his light. He scanned the items without turning his light on and waited for the money. "2.54" he said, Axel gave him exactly that and left, wanting to get out as quickly as possible. Who was that guy? Weird.. he thought to himself. He went back to the same alley and sat, popping the top on the tuna and set it on the ground while he dug into his apple. No longer than a few minutes and Roxas was completely done with his apple, minus the core when snow began to fall. "What the hell is wrong with this state?" he asked to no one in particular as a bit of snow began to fall more and more and more. Once Lucky was done, he hopped into Roxas and curled up, trying to keep both of them warm. Roxas smiled at the attempt he had tried to give. Roxas curled up ith Lucky, trying to keep warm and fell asleep, hoping it would be a morning like he had woken up to today.


"Damn, what a day" said an exhausted Axel as he put his clothes back in his locker, along with the icky apron he found was his worst enemy. He made his way to the door and was stopped with Demyx yelling his name. Immidiatly he thought something was wrong. Running to the back, he found Demyx, with the little emo kid. "Hey, I wanted to to introduce you to Zexion." he looked down at Zexion and smiled. "Zexy, this is Axel" he said with a smile. The lilac haired male looked Axel up and down but only said "It's nice to meet you." "Likewise" was the only thing that Axel had said, not really knowing what else to say. "I have to go. It's getting late and I would like to get some sleep." And with that, he left waving bto both and walked out of the store, noticing the snow everywhere.

"Where did this come from?" he asked looking around. This was odd. It was sunny this morning. But, then again, it was raining cats and dogs the night before. With a heavy sigh, Axel was on his way. One his way, he remembered about the kid he had seen today. The one from the alley. He decided to see if he was still there. If he was, no way would he let him sleep out here. It was snowing for God sakes. He walked past and low and behold, a small, practically white, lump lay shivering and unconscious while holding the same small kitten as before. Axel clicked his tongue and picked the smaller male up, taking him back to his house, just for the night. Boy would the kid be surprised when he woke up.