Okay... I may be a bit late jumping on this whole AkuRoku bandwagon, but better late than never right? Seriously, I love this couple more than my own, actual, real life boyfriend. But pssh, details.
VIII
He couldn't believe his eyes.
Before him was probably the most attractive male he had ever seen, and damn, he's seen a lot of attractive males. Dated them even. Females too, but that was out of the question as he stared down at the blue eyed blond.
From his body structure he was probably short, but at the moment Axel couldn't really tell from his position on his bike.
Axel softened his glare just a second too late.
The kid opened his mouth to say something, but all that came out was a little whimper before he scrambled to his feet.
Axel, realizing that perfection was getting away, panicked. He called out for him to come back, "Hey wait!" but the kid didn't stop.
He revved his engine and was about to speed after him, but then he remembered what had happened just a few moments ago. Which would probably explain why the blond was currently running away from him. His angered look most likely had something to do with it as well, but to him that was all irrelevant at the moment.
He kicked down his stand, removed his keys, and slicked back his fiery hair before giving chase. He figured he should have, at the very least, apologized for almost running the poor boy over. Funny enough though, that was the last thing on his mind.
All he could focus on was the color of his eyes. It's as if they were burned into his mind now, forever in his memories. Something fizzled in his chest and he wasn't sure what his heart had just done, perhaps it had skipped a beat.
His mind refocused as his feet hit the pavement hard. He had pretty long legs and could travel pretty far pretty quickly, but that didn't change the fact that he was an out of shape mother fucker.
As he chased the kid, he realized that he had lost track of him long ago. God what am I doing? The kid was small, but probably quick too. Damn was he cute though. God what am I thinking? I don't even know how old he was, probably ten, Axel thought somewhat bitterly.
He didn't bother dwelling on that feeling of irritation, and instead scanned the surrounding area. He should seriously apologize, what had happened back there was bullshit even for him.
After catching his breath he looked up and saw where he had ended up. A hand on his shoulder jolted him from his thoughts and turned to look at an out of breath Marluxia, "Dude seriously? You didn't even warn me. My legs aren't as long as yours, I nearly lost you."
Axel ignored his bitching, "Did you see that kid anywhere?"
He raised a rosy eyebrow, "The one you almost curb stomped with your tire? No, I haven't. Man you need to watch where you're going, we really don't need to be killing anyone. Ever. Not after you know what."
For a moment he felt his temper flare, and he was about to retaliate with some bullshit excuse but he decided to leave it for now. He crossed his arms, "Look can you help me find 'em? I want to… apologize."
Marluxia gave him a look that clearly read 'Are you fucking serious?' but didn't dare to actually question it. Now finally having fully caught his breath, Luxy stood straight and took in their surroundings. He tried not to cringe when he recognized the building, "Hey it's our old high school."
Axel turned his green eyes upon Twilight Towns' only High school and tried his best not to scoff as well. He was one of the youngest members of their – ahem – biker "gang," and it had taken all of his willpower and then some just to finish his first year. High school had been such a drag. At least his friends outside had helped him get by.
He had met Mar his sophomore year. It was during the rainy aftermath of a canceled football game and the chick he had been making out with didn't want to ruin her hair and makeup.
As he sulked in the wind, ruining his own crazy spiked hair, a dude with pink hair approached him and asked for a light. It had all gone downhill from there. Mar was the second youngest member, and the two had hit it off pretty well. When he introduced him to their boss Xemnas, he was inducted almost immediately.
Turns out Axel was pretty much exactly what they had been looking for. A dude who gave no shits and was willing to do most anything at any cost. On the flip side, X was just what he needed as well. Some great friends who would never rat him out.
A couple of kids, probably freshman, pushed past him and broke his thought process. He was tempted to smack them in the back of their heads, but he had more pressing matters at hand, so he ignored the feeling and focused on looking for that kid.
The first bell rang and grated on Axel's ears. He looked around and grabbed the collar of the first punk he saw. He ended up nabbing a bit of a dork who looked as if he were about to piss himself, with or without Axel's harsh glare.
"Hey, you seen a kid with blond hair around here? Bright blue eyes, kind of short I think."
The kid shook his head quickly, "N-no sir. I haven't. I haven't…"
He snarled. He hated that title, sir. His free hand balled up and he was ready to break his glasses in two.
"Hey leave that kid alone," Axel turned his head towards the voice. A girl with short black hair stood confidentially with her arms crossed. Axel, for once, did as he was told and dropped the boy, only to turn on her.
"Fine. In exchange, tell me if you've seen him."
She raised an eyebrow, "Who?"
"I don't know his name," Axel's voice came out as a bit of a whine, "he's blond. He's got blue eyes and from what I could tell he was pretty short. Look, have you seen him or not?"
Her head titled to the side, "Who?"
Axel wasn't normally one to be up a girl, defenseless or not, so he tried to keep his temper in check. He tried to retrace was he saw, tried to picture what he was wearing, "He was short. He had kind of spiky blond hair, unusually blue eyes, and he was wearing some sort of short sleeved jacket with a checkered pattern on it."
The girl suddenly grew defensive, "What do you want with Roxas?"
He sighed, so she did know him.
"Yeah, where is he?" Axel only continued to become more annoyed. Every second standing on school property, every thought of those musty halls, it all sent shivers down his spine. He'd been free from this hell hole for four years now, and he never wanted to come to back. It would've been five, but his math teacher just wouldn't let him pass his senior year.
Axel was not happy about being here again, but he wanted to apologize.
He got over it though, focusing on finding that little brat he almost hit. In the end, Axel won the glaring contest. Mostly because the second bell had rung and the other party had to attend class, "Fine whatever," she huffed, "What do you want?"
Axel smirked in triumph, "I'm going to assume you know him, and since you do, would you be so kind as to pass on a message to him?" his eyes were slightly squinted and his hands were upturned in a confident yet duchy kind of pose.
"What kind of message?" she demanded.
He crossed his arms, "Just tell him I'm sorry for this morning. Got it memorized?" with that he walked away in a huff. He could hear Marluxia trying to stifle a giggle and when they were far enough away from school Axel snapped at him.
"What's so funny?"
"I've never seen you so angry before. I mean, trust me I've seen you plenty pissed off, but damn that was priceless."
Somehow that confession only served to make him angrier. After all, he was known for his outrageous temper. His footsteps started turning into stomps and his hands to fists, "Oh I'm so glad my irritation entertains you."
Marluxia shook his head and recomposed himself, "It's not just that. It's…"
When he didn't finish Axel rolled his eyes. The two reached their bikes and finally Axel couldn't take it, just what? The bastard never finished his sentence.
"Just what?" Axel spat out angrily. He was still fuming for not being able to talk to that kid himself. Why couldn't that girl just given him a name and stepped aside like most people he interrogated?
Mar blinked, "Huh?"
"God, from earlier you idiot. Something about me being angry." Even though he sounded infuriated, he was already beginning to calm down. It may not have been personally, but hopefully the girl would deliver his message. He just wasn't sure if it would really ease his mind or not.
Marluxia let out an airy laugh, "Oh right. It's just, well… You never apologize."
As the red haired man got onto his bike, he thought about that. It's true, he almost never apologized for anything. Even if he felt that way, he'd never let anyone know. He wasn't sorry for not going to college. He wasn't sorry for spying on the neighbor's hot teenage daughter when he was twelve. And for getting caught. He wasn't sorry for all the beers he'd stolen from his parents stock, or for the money from their wallets. He shouldn't have even been sorry for this.
After all the kid walked out in front of him. It was only his mad skills and reflexes that enabled them both to walk away freely.
Yet…
Roxas. That kid had such a nice name. It rolled off the tongue like honey. Axel could feel it rattling in his head and almost felt sick thinking about it. He just couldn't get it out of his mind. It was such a nice name.
He took a moment to match the name to the face, and he found that he liked both parts equally. Taking a moment to recall his face, he actually felt a little bit bad for glaring at him so hard. Although, that terrified expression was a little bit sexy on him.
Axel shook his head as he turned on his bike. With his mind somewhat clear he faced his pink haired friend and half-smirked. Marluxia waited patiently for what he was about to say, "That's because I've never been sorry before."
As Axel took off down the road, Marluxia in his dust, it never once dawned on him that this would be the start to an epic relationship.
Though, Luxy had a general clue as to where all of this was going. And he couldn't wait to make a bet with Luxord on this.
