A/N-I cannot believe I have just written over 7,000 words of Kingdom Hearts AU WTF.
I couldn't get rid of this idea. So yeah. Its ongoing. Though I don't know when I'll update again. Soon, I say! Soon! thought I'm not sure if it'll be 7,000 words again. Holy crap!
Warnings:Cussing mostly, Destroying Sora's personality, Asshole Axel, and Leon's feet.
Enjoy!
Roxas smiled tiredly as he handed the Hispanic lady his ID; smiling warmly at her as she eyed him suspiciously. She must've been new, he had never seen her before. She kept her black eyes intently on him before finally asking."You're Sora's…Brother?"
Roxas smiled and nodded. "He's a late in life child." He said quickly; hands itching to dive into his baby brother's beautiful brunette hair.
The woman turned to the other woman who was playing freeze with a group of four year olds. "Melina!" the woman looked up.
"You know him?" Melina nodded, "Yeah, he picks up Sora everyday. Parents still on that world trip Roxas?" she asked with a smile.
Roxas nodded before peering over the barrier at a fat brunette two year old that was currently hopping up and down vigorously-tears in his crystal blue eyes.
"Woxas! Woxas!" the child cried, and the woman caved. She reluctantly released the gate and allowed the child to run into his older brother's arms. Sora pushed away Roxas' clasping arms and laid a sloppy open mouthed kiss onto Roxas' cheek. Roxas absentmindedly ran his fingers through Sora's messy mane; ignoring the saliva running down his cheek. "How was school today?" he asked standing-Sora still in his arms.
"Good!" Sora stated before busying himself with waving at Melina and the new intern as Roxas carried him through the glass door to his Volkswagen. He buckled Sora into his car seat moved to the front. He adjusted his mirror and plugged the car-which growled to life.
"Vroom!" Sora announced clapping before giggling madly. Roxas turned and grinned at him as he pulled out and headed for the Publix closest to his home.
Mom had called him earlier in the day saying she had replenished his checking account. Good; he could stop feeding Sora take out every night and actually buy food for them. It had taken her long enough to realize "I need to feed my kid" and add more money. She never added enough for the month though; which pissed him off.
Roxas drove slowly and carefully-like he had learned in the beginning of becoming Sora's caretaker-into the Publix parking lot. Sora immediately began to wiggle excitedly in his seat; vaguely remembering what the large green letters meant. "Calm down." Roxas murmured shutting the engine off and unbuckling himself. He was excited too-but for a different reason-Roxas loved pissing his mom off. He knew she would look at the checking account at the end of the week and get so pissed that it was almost empty. She'd then call and bitch at him and he'd explain that he was just getting groceries for the next few weeks. He didn't even know why she called, it wasn't like she cared.
He didn't tell her he was feeding Cloud(His older brother), Pence(who ate like a pig), Ollie(Olette if you wanna be a dick and use her full name), Leon (Cloud's roommate) and Hayner(who also ate like a pig) every night as well. No sir.
Roxas allowed Sora to drag him into the Publix by the hand-stopping to weight himself (A hefty 35 pounds)-before dragging Roxas right to the nice old man in the bakery who always handed out cookies.
"Cookie!" Sora demanded the old man; who smiled warmly.
"What do you say first Sora?" Roxas said softly.
"Pwease?" Sora reached out and much to his satisfaction the old man placed a m&m cookie in his palms. The old man then looked up at Roxas-eyebrow raised.
"You want a cookie son?" he asked in a serious tone.
Roxas laughed and waved his hand. "No thank you." He proceeded to drag Sora back to the entrance and grabbed a buggie. He settled Sora in the seat and clasped the buckle over his tiny lap. Roxas began to create sputtering noises and zoomed the buggie around a few times before zooming to the produce to pick up baby carrots and various vegatables.
"Salad?" Roxas asked holding up a head of lettuce. Sora stuck out his tongue. "No!"
"Sorry kid." He placed it in the car beside a tomato and began zooming into a new aisle.
Ah, how he loved the snack food aisle. How convenient it was to just hand Sora a cheez-it and have five minutes of silence while he concentrated on LOST. Roxas grabbed several different brands-white chedder, original, jalapeño- and threw them all into the cart. Sora was busying himself with a strand of hair so he could focus on his snack food.
Cloud loved Twinkies- a couple boxes of Twinkies went into the cart. Hayner loved those really expensive zebra snack cakes-those went in. Along with Ollie's favorite, Pence's, about a dozen of Roxas' favorite Doritos and Sora's Disney fruit snacks that he loved so very much.
It wasn't that Roxas liked upsetting his mom. He loved her very much. But ever since she remarried she had been a bitch. Roxas and Cloud's mother came from a wealthy family, and as soon as Grandmother and Grandfather died she had inherited a pretty penny and completely changed. She divorced their father-a blackjack dealer on the weekends and a mechanic during the week-to marry a man she only knew for about two months. At the time Cloud was eighteen and was more concerned about his freedom than whatever mom did. Roxas was fifteen and felt for his Dad-who never even saw it coming. Roxas for a while, hated his mother, and hated her even more when she came back from the week long honey-moon announcing she was nine weeks pregnant.
She didn't seem very excited, and neither did her new husband. Mom didn't realize that just because you were over thirty-five didn't mean you couldn't get pregnant. Nine months later she popped out a brunette baby that she named "Sora".
Roxas hated the kid immediately, the little prick was moving in on his mom and she would pay even less attention to him than normal. He hated his mom, he hated his new "Dad" and he hated Grandma and Grandpa for dying six months between each other. If they were still alive, Sora wouldn't be here, Mom and Dad would still be together and he could go on with his happy teenage life.
What was even worse was that Mom didn't seem to want anything to do with Sora either. Neither did Sora's dad or anybody. She fed him when he cried and all that other stuff, but she would complain and tell the infant how annoying he was. There would be times when Sora would not stop crying. His mom would roll her eyes and say that he was fussy and some babies just don't shut up. She never held Sora unless she absolutely had to. At one point Roxas caught his mother calling Sora "it".
Roxas asked his father if his mother was as nasty to Cloud and him when they were babies. Dad shook his head and continued working on Roxas' new-old Volkswagen golf.
"Nope. That damn money is just getting to her pretty little head. An' don't tell me she hasn't gotten some work done Roxas."
Finally one night Roxas awoke to the sound of screaming. It was Sora-again. Roxas sat up and growled; his mother and her new husband had gone out that night-leaving Roxas in charge of the baby. According to her all he had to do was change and feed him; she had handled everything else. For the second time that night Roxas stormed into the blue walled nursery to pick up a screaming mass of flailing limbs and spit.
"Shut up." He repeated for the hundredth time that night. He rocked Sora gently-but the screaming persisted.
"Can you just not shut up for a min-ew the fuck is that smell?!" he hissed as the stench of bodily odor wafted through the air spelunking his nostrils with its nastiness. He flipped Sora over and pulled back the plastic cotton of his diaper. No, he hadn't wet himself. Roxas flipped him over again and headed to the kitchen for a bottle.
After mixing the formula and heating it a little he held it up to Sora's lips. Sora continued flailing-ignoring the bottle.
"Damn it! I just fucking wasted formula on you!" he growled slamming the bottle down. "Little fucker…"
There was still that putrid disgusting smell wafting from the child. Roxas held up Sora-still wailing- and began sniffing. Hunting for that atrocious odor, weren't babies supposed to smell good? Finally Roxas realized why Sora smelled so bad.
His mother had forgotten to wash her own baby. Roxas realized this standing in his pajamas with a screaming infant wiggling in his arms. He had been so angry that he hadn't noticed all night. But Sora should've been bathed a long time ago. In fact, Roxas didn't think Sora had been bathed for atleast three days-it was that rotten of a smell. His mother cared so little about the child that she hadn't even bothered washing him. Roxas held Sora to his chest and murmured to him. After Sora stopped and began cooing and spitting in his ear, Roxas took the child to the sink to be washed. His heart was heavy and he talked softly the rest of the night to Sora. Tomorrow he would call his brother.
Something had to be done.
After such an event, Roxas matured a decade and his primary concern was his little brother. When he wasn't at school he was with Sora. His mother became more and more distant as Roxas became more and more hands on. His friends thankfully didn't mind Sora tagging along. Sora-when he was satisified-was quiet and entertained himself. The other difference was the baby seat in the back the Hayner's van and going up and down stairs with an umbrella stroller. Hayner was kind of a screwball and cussed like a sailor but that wasn't too much of an issue. Olette was too into the maternal end of it that she begged Roxas to let her babysit Sora. Pence loved introducing the kid to new food. They even got a kick out of giving a lemon slice to Sora and watching how big his eyes got when he put it in his mouth. Roxas hung with a pretty tame group of kids most of his life; he never smoked pot or drank. He normally didn't go to parties and was good in school. It was mostly because most nights he couldn't go out. It was too late for Sora to be out.
By his High school graduation, Roxas almost controlled every aspect of Sora's life. He got Cloud to drop Sora off at daycare in the morning, and Roxas picked him up on the way home from classes. He fed Sora, bathed Sora, put Sora to bed, and repeated daily. He never had any kind of regret for doing it; in fact, he felt blessed. He had been the one to see Sora stand up, and walk, he had heard Sora's first word ("Shit" heard from Hayner). His mother's only involvement was placing money in an account for Roxas to use for expenses.
After graduation, his mother announced she was going on a second honeymoon with her husband and leaving Sora behind. It was a trip around the word. She would visit all the continents(Besides Antartica) and lots of countries and it would be soooo romantic and disgusting your-parents-having-sex-ew. She originally intended to hire a nanny, but Roxas said he could watch Sora, who was now two-almost three-. Besides, Roxas didn't want some stranger watching Sora. Someone who nothing about Sora and his mood swings or what he was allergic to. Roxas had a lot of practice being a single teenage parent; the only difference was that he'd have to find a place to stay in the mean time.
So Roxas ended up living with his older brother and his roommate. Cloud was kind enough to give him and Sora a bed. But enough of an asshole to make Roxas do dishes and do grocery shopping. Cloud's roommate was nice enough; his name was Squa-Leon and he liked watching Sora-it made him okay in Roxas' book. Leon and Cloud both handled rent and electricity and all that crap, and Roxas handled food and daycare. Recently his Mother had filled up his account less and less often; Roxas knew he'd have to get a job just to do his share for Cloud and Leon. They counted on him, and most importantly, Sora did.
Every night, Hayner, Ollie, and Pence came over to eat with him and his brothers (Sora and Cloud) and his brother's roommate. It was wasting his mom's money, and he loved every minute of it.
After filling the cart to the brim with groceries and several melt downs on Sora's part later, Roxas finally approached the counter of an elderly cashier with a kind smile. Standing alittle ways by her was the bag boy. He was young-something that caught Roxas off guard. Wasn't Publix an old people's work place?
"Hey Roxas." She greeted-he came in enough for her to recognize him.
"Hello . You look nice today." He commented; Sora waved excitedly at Mildred the cashier and her new bag boy.
She beamed and began ringing up items Roxas stacked on the conveyer belt, then sliding the items down the sloped end of the cashier to be bagged.
"Ho Shit kid! You go enough cheez-its there?" The bag boy remarked, red eyebrows raised.
"Axel!" Mildred scolded. The grocer smiled sheepishly. "Sorry."
"Not in front of customer!"
Roxas waved it off. "No big deal. Don't worry about it."
"Axel", the bag boy looked over at Sora who was staring at him intently. "Sora eh? Cute kid. Yours?"
Roxas smiled, "No. My little brother." He didn't feel like he looked old enough to be able to have a three year old. If he did, ew.
"Oh." Axel began stacking items into the bags. He watched Roxas intently; the kid seemed to have no issue dragging around this brat around. Whenever his mom made him drag his many brothers and sisters around he hated it.
After Roxas paid he chatted some with Mildred before moving to push the cart.
"Need help loading those in your car?" Axel blurted. 'What am I doing? What am I doing?!'
Roxas looked over and smiled, "Sure." Axel meekly came over and took hold of the cart and pushed towards the door.
Axel was tall, he towered over Roxas-no surprise; Roxas inherited his mom's height. He didn't look like he should've been working at a Publix. He had a disturbing mane of fire truck red hair that protruded from his scalp in what Roxas could only describe as spikes. His eyes were green and Roxas wondered if he was Irish. He was used to old people working at Publix, but it was refreshing to see someone his age there.
"So did you just get hired?" Axel raised his eyebrows and looked down at him. "Yeah. Part time y'know?"
"Yeah. You going to school?"
"Hallow Bastion Community. You?"
Roxas shrugged, "I'm going to TTU."
"Rich kid school." Axel murmured more to himself. Roxas took looked up and scowled at him. "I got in on scholarship actually." He said rather offended.
"Cool. I wish I was that smart." Axel didn't seem to notice.
Roxas shrugged, "I had a lot of time to study you know?"
Axel nodded and came to a halt at a Volkswagon golf that blinked. They chatted absentmindedly as he helped Roxas load bag after bag of groceries into the trunk. Sora was singing a jumbled mixture of show tunes he had heard and Roxas laughed and sang along. Axel simply watched in amazement at the blonde haired kid who seemed to have no issue with making an ass out of himself in a Publix Parking Lot.
The kid was short, not ridiculously short but shorter than him. He was blessed with cornflower blonde cow lick hair with fringy bangs framing his narrow face. His mouth was spread wide across his face and his nose reminded Axel of a ski jump. His eyes were an incredible deep blue with flecks of cerulean, and his eyes seemed to smile. He was happy obviously, ridiculously happy. His arms and legs were long which compensated for his short torso. He was dressed in baggy paint stained jeans and a wife beater with a jacket over all of it. His clothes hung off of him in an almost humorous manner and it made Axel smile just from looking at the kid.
When the last bag was placed Roxas removed Sora from the seat and clutched him at his waist and thanked Axel.
"Can I have your number?" Axel asked blankly, not sure what he was doing exactly, fuck, the kid was cute. There may be an off chance that he was gay(he was pretty enough) and would accept. Roxas stared at him for a moment and shrugged. "Sure. Give me your phone." Surprised that he had actually won the number, he pulled his phone from his apron and allowed Roxas to punch the number in, and received it again a moment later.
"Thanks." He said sheepishly grinning down at the name. Roxas… Hmm…
"Yours?" Roxas asked pulling out his cell phone and handing it to Axel. An iphone? Nice. Kid comes from money.
Axel attempted to enter the number before giving it up and handing it to Roxas for him to punch it in as he said it aloud. Screw iphones.
After the exchange Roxas smiled shyly and went to his car to strap Sora in. Axel waved at Roxas and robotically took the cart and rolled it back up to the store. Suddenly his phone vibrated.
Roxas: 121 Twilight Avenue Apartments Psswrd:990 Rm:415 Come by 4 dnnr Axle. ~Roxas
Axel smiled and slipped his phone back in his pocket. People always spelled his name wrong.
"Roxas is home." Cloud stated peering down at the Golf pulling into a space. Leon looked up from his place on the couch-controller in hand- "He probably has a million groceries. We should help him unload them. Right Cloud?" even though he knew the answer.
Cloud pulled back the curtain and shook his head. "He doesn't need help." He murmured settling on the couch. Leon leaned back alittle-flipping through several channels-before handing the controller to Cloud. He couldn't take the guilt. "I'm helping him." He murmured.
"Seriously, he doesn't need help." Cloud mumbled now flipping through the same channels Leon had before.
"No you just don't want to feel guilty for not helping him. So you're telling yourself that." Leon explained opening the front door.
"I just want him to build muscle. Like these guns." Cloud held up his arm and pulled his sleeve back. He then flexed and his muscle protruded slightly.
"Oh yes I'm writhing." Leon rolled his eyes and began down the stairs only to meet up with Roxas on the second flight-Sora on his waist and several bags in another hand.
"Need help?" Leon smirked and waved at Sora who was waving frantically at him.
"Yes. Take him." Roxas shoved Sora into Leon's arms and turned to go back to the car. "Damn apartment and no elevator."
Leon shifted Sora awkwardly and kept his gaze to the floor as blue eyes bored into him. Sora liked to stare at people, and Leon did not. "So uh, how was school Sor?" he asked smiling at the steps he walked up.
Sora didn't answer, and simply begin running wet sticky fingers through Leon's thick brown hair-pulling the strands.
"Hair!" Sora stated stroking faster in excitement at the discovery.
"Ow, yes. Thank you." Leon opened the door and set Sora on the tile. Cloud looked over his shoulder and smiled, "Hey squirt."
"Cloud!" Sora screeched running towards the couch-clunking his head on the arm rest in the process.
"Watch out kid!" Cloud reached over the rest to pick up a confused Sora-rubbing his forehead.
After ten more minutes Roxas finally treaded up the stairs. In each of his hands ten grocery bags. He plopped them all at the front door.
"Leon, start unpacking. You too Cloud."
Cloud pretended to busy himself with wiping the chocolate off Sora's face and Leon went to empty bags as Roxas made his second trip-grumbling.
"Axel! Axel! Why is the sky blue?"
"Because it's God's favorite color."
"But why?"
"Because he just likes it."
"But whhhhy?"
"Because he liked how the sky looks."
"But if there was no sky when God created the earth how would he know that-"
"Ask Reno I don't fucking know!"
"Axel!"
Axel hung his apron on its respectable hook and turned to his mother-a skinny woman with mad red hair and angry green eyes. She was standing over a stove tending to what looked like a sizzling sausage for dinner.
"Don't be talkin to Astrid that way ya hear! I can still whip ya!" she threatened in a clipped voice.
"Chill woman!" Axel growled.
"Axel.." she glowered at him.
Axel waved it off and shoved Astrid out of the way. "I'm going to bed."
"Got homework?"
"I'll get it done!" he griped grabbing the string in hallway and pulling the attic stairs down. He climbed up-yelled at Astrid to pull up the latter and locked the latched-his own personal touch.
His room had originally been the attic until him and Dad remodeled it into a bedroom. All of the kids wanted it as a bedroom. But Axel got it because he actually built the god damn thing. And thank god. If he hadn't been able to get away from his five brothers and sisters he would've set someone on fire already. He pulled off his pants and flopped onto his bed staring at the ceiling above. He was hot and sweating horribly. Damn walk home.
Below he could hear Astrid greet his three brothers coming home from Middle School. He heard a crash and Mom's yelling. Slowly he closed his eyes, willing away the sound of his family.
After twenty minutes, he sighed and rolled onto his belly and reached under his bed for his text books. He supposed getting it done early would be best. He opened up his text book and fished paper out of his page. He had settled well enough when he heard a fist slamming into his door.
"Axel!"
"What?!"
"Dinner!"
"What are we having?" he yelled.
"Saur Kraut and sausage." Noooo thank you. He loved Saur Kraut to death but not more than twice a week. Time for drastic measures.
Hmm. He grabbed he phone from his nightstand and shuffled through the text messages again. There it was! That one from, Roxanne? Roxas! That's right… Weird name.
"Ma! I'm going out tonight!" he bellowed reached over and grabbing his pants.
"Why?" she bellowed back.
"Because!"
"With who?"
Was he twelve? Seriously Ma cut the damn umbilical cord.
"You know my pot head friends."
"Axel!" she begin yelling in German and Axel groaned. "I'm just going for dinner. Sheesh." He said loudly getting dressed and grabbing his hoodie and pulling it over his head. He went back to his phone and looked over the address that "Roxas" gave him in the text.
Not too far from here….
Roxas opened his eyes to a pair a forest green irises watching him intently. Roxas squeaked.
"Ollie! You scared me!"
"Sorry!" she smiled and stood back. "It's just… You sleep with your eyes open." She fiddled with the hem of her shirt and Roxas rolled his eyes. Girls.
"Do not!" he replied rubbing his eyes. How long was he asleep? Olette "Ollie" giggled and blushed. Roxas watched her for a moment before shaking his head again.
"When did you get here?"
"O-oh! About an hour ago. Cloud said you'd been asleep about an hour when we showed up."
Roxas rubbed his head and turned to his left scanning the bed for Sora's small body to be lying next to him. Instant panic made his stomach rise into his throat; Sora was not there.
Olette seemed to pick up the uneasiness, "Oh! Sora is playing wii sports with Cloud and Hayner. It's pretty funny to watch." She left with a wave of her hand and Roxas let out a sigh. He rubbed his eyes and again and decided to start dinner.
The sight of Cloud trying to position the already awkward Wiimote into Sora's tiny hands was funny enough, but to watch that every time Sora swung the "bat", not only did he miss, but the Wiimote flew from his hands and right into contact with the TV. Pence settled for laughing his ass off, causing Sora in turn to laugh manically and Hayner settled for scowling and grumbling at Cloud for letting the child play.
"Roxas! You're alive!" Pence called from the couch as he watched a disheveled Roxas emerge from his room. Roxas looked over up him with still sleepy blue eyes and smiled wearily.
"Hey, what do you want for dinner?"
Pence grinned and pointed to a box of rice krispies lying on the floor; surrounded by cobalt blue wrappers. "Already ate it. Though I could go for some mozzarella sticks to go with it."
Hayner punched the air, "Yeah! Mozzarella sticks!"
"Okay. Okay. Leon can you help me?"
Leon looked at Cloud-who was once again repositioning the Wiimote in Sora's hand- and shrugged.
"Sure."
"Damn. Nice place." Axel murmured to himself and as he stood in front of Room Number 415. It was all the way on the end of the hall and from behind the white washed door he could hear a loud TV and several voices talking. Damn, did this Roxas kid invite everyone to his house? Axel paused-his hand hovering over the door getting ready to knock- for all he knew, this kid could be a serial murderer.
Axel snorted-yeah right paranoia, he's too damn short to be one. Axel rapped loudly on the door. The voices behind it faltered and he heard a lock click and the door opened-releasing the wafting scent of something baking.
"Hello?" A chocolate eyed blonde opened the door- a few curious faces peeked from behind him.
"Um hi, I'm Axel."
"Hayner. Are you selling shit?"
"Hayner! Not in front of Sora!" a tenor voice called from another room in the apartment. Blonde spikes peeked out from a hidden doorway and called, "It's okay. I said he could come over."
Hayner studied Axel-who smiled nervously. Maybe this was a bad idea; he didn't even know the kid.
"Who the hel-heck is he?" Hayner called to the voice Axel assumed as Roxas from the Publix.
"A bag-boy at Publix. Chill out, it isn't your apartment."
Hayner rolled his eyes and glared at Axel, "Try anything and I'll shoot you. I'm part Italian you know." Hayner stood aside allowing Axel to creep in.
"Really? I'm a Viking." Axel replied smoothly before walking in and standing awkwardly. He could now see Roxas-who was holding a stack of paper plates- and a brunette man behind him. Roxas looked at him curiously before smiling. "Hey again. Sit wherever. Cloud-" he pointed to a man who was obviously Roxas' brother, with matching blue eyes and oddly protruding corn flower hair. "Is teaching Sora how to play wiisports."
Sora? Oh right the brat that Roxas was carting around. Axel turned and looked down at a pair of curious blue eyes that were studying him intently. Axel tilted his head and waved at the child-kneeling alittle.
"Hey, Sora." Good god, that whole damn reason he left his own house was to get away from kids. .. Sora lips rose into a smile and he began stretching his hands upward. "Up!" he stated hopping frantically.
Axel studied the frantic child intently. Sora looked about three, with large bright blue eyes and chocolate hair that stuck up everywhere. Thick lashes encircled those eyes and make the child even more striking. He was had a warm round face-with rice krispy stuck to it- and a fat tummy and body. A green eyed brunette leaned beside him.
"He's cute isn't he? I think he looks mostly like Roxas."
Axel scratched his nose and turned to the brunette girl beside him with a friendly smile, "Yeah, Roxas is babysitting him or something?"
The brunette looked up and grinned. "Yeah Roxas? Are you still technically babysitting Sora?"
The chocolate eyed blonde, "Hayner" called from his place on the couch. "Or are you actually his Dad now?" several of them laughed.
Roxas peeked out from the kitchen again, annoyance in his ocean blue eyes. "No, I am not. I'm just watching him until Mom gets back."
Cloud snorted, "Quit pretending Roxas."
Roxas rolled his eyes and went back into the kitchen.
Axel-thoroughly confused- sat on the couch and watched with little interest at the little Mii hitting tennis balls. So Roxas wasn't just babysitting the kid? Where was his mom? He looked over at Sora who was watching the TV with such an intensity. He looked over to the kitchen again and saw Roxas' lithe frame scrubbing on a plate and a scar faced brunette man beside him pouring beverages.
So there was Roxas-1 person, Sora-a quarter of a person, two other blondes, and three brunettes. Six and a quarter of people.
Holy shit. How did they all fit in here? He had five other brothers and sisters in their two story house and it was still cramped.
He leaned over the couch looking towards the kitchen. "Hey Roxas?"
The blonde looked from his plate and smiled meekly. "Yes?"
"Do you all live here?"
Roxas opened his mouth to respond but was cut off by Hayner.
"Ofcourse not dumbass."
"Hayner!" Roxas hissed.
"I didn't ask you butthead." Axel replied-his voice on edge.
Hayner stared at him. "The fuck did you just say?"
A plate was thrown across the room like a Frisbee, colliding with Hayner's left cheek.
"Ow! Rox what was that for?!"
"Don't cuss in front of Sora! I tell you that every f-u-c-k-ing day! You're such a dumb-a-s-s!"
Axel couldn't believe what he was hearing. Roxas was censoring himself! Ho shit, this kid was serious. He grinned; this little blonde haired fucker sounded like his mom. Ho shit that was gross.
Pence looked over at him worriedly as he watched Axel half choke half laugh on his rice krispy treat.
"Hey man, you okay?"
Axel wiped his mouth of the sticky rice nodded. "Yeah fine."
A loud beeping came from the kitchen and the scar faced brunette stuck his face out of the doorway.
"Dinners ready."
Just like at Axel's own home, it was like sowing the hogs when it came to food. Hands grabbing as many of the still cooking cheese sticks they could without burning themselves. Roxas had bombarded his way through and with two plates and was stacking them onto them. Axel was thankful for how he towered over all of them except for Cloud and Leon, the scar faced brunette. He could reach a long arm through the group of squirming bodies and hands and grab a good pile of them at once. He did this several times before becoming satisfied at about twenty sticks and went to locate marinara sauce. Settled his plate besides Roxas and Sora's and watched with interest as Roxas squeezed blue cheese dressing onto his paper plate.
"You don't like marinara sauce?" he inquired as Roxas set down the bottle. Roxas scrunched up his nose and shook his head-resembling a mouse.
"Nope. Try the blue cheese it's amazing with the mozzarella sticks." Roxas smiled shyly at him and walked off to find Sora. Axel looked at the bottle for a moment before shaking his head. Uh, yuck.
When he resettled in the living room-sitting on the floor- he saw Hayner flipping lazily through the channels.
"Dam-darn, there's like eff-in nothing to watch." He flipped it a few more times before Olette grabbed it from him.
"Here. I like this show." She explained putting the remote on her lap and smiling. Axel studied it before recalling the name.
"Bad Girls Club"
In short, it was a show about violent whores all living in a house together who have sex and get shit faced in clubs... And fight. And that was the show.
Currently one of them was giving an unsuspecting man a lap dance in her drunken euphoria. Suddenly the channel changed onto a Hallmark movie. Axel looked up to see Roxas frowning intently with the remote in his hands, and Olette looking annoyed.
"Sora can't watch that. Sorry."
Axel shrugged. Most of the channels at home were blocked because of his brothers and sisters. No big deal.
Hayner didn't think so.
"Ugh! What CAN we watch!?"
Roxas gave him a dirty look and throw the remote back into his face.
"Just not gross crap."
"But that's all the good shows!" Pence challenged.
"This is Leon's and my apartment, and that is our TV, we don't want to watch guys that aren't us getting laid and drunk. So just deal with it okay?" Cloud said loudly over Roxas and Pence's arguing. Pence rolled his eyes and Axel simply watched.
This kid was serious. And this was way too awkward and weird for Axel's liking; matter how cute and sexy Roxas was.
After dinner Axel announced that he needed to get along back home.
"Thanks for coming. You can come over anytime." Roxas said smiling as he held a passed out Sora on his hip.
"Thanks." No fucking thank you weird kid. Axel smiled awkwardly and tried not to leave too quickly.
As soon as the door was shut, Axel sped down the hallway to the entrance. No way in hell was he ever going over to "Roxas'" place again. The whole point of going over there was to get some peace, and to not have to eat Sausage and Saur Kraut three days in a whole week. Though the food was good, those people were loud and obnoxious and Roxas was just…Weird.
He did everything with Sora. It made Axel feel slightly uncomfortable that someone who looked not even 17 and was a single parent. Plus, he hated kids anyway, why would he want to be friends with a single father?
No. Absolutely not.
Axel had several little brats to deal with at home, and still be able to go to school, AND go to work.
He didn't need to hang out with another one.
Olette absentmindedly ran her fingers through Hayner's unruly mane of gravity defying hair as she watched Troy for the seventh time on TV. Roxas had put Sora to bed, so they could actually watch normal shows. Roxas was sitting beside his brother who was sprawled out on the floor complaining at Leon for having his feet in his face.
"So who was the freak Roxas?" Hayner murmured.
"He wasn't a freak, and he works at the Publix I do grocery shopping at."
Olette grimaced, "You just randomly said he could come over for dinner?" she shook her head. Roxas was so gullible.
Roxas shrugged, "He asked for my number. And have you seen him, he's like a toothpick; needs to fattened up."
Hayner sat up from his position; eyes wide. "He looked like a freak! He had like tear drops under his eyes! That means you've killed someone Roxas!"
Roxas shrugged, "They were upside down."
"That probably means he pulled them inside out."
"Ugh! Can we not talk about blood please?" Pence asked-slightly green. Roxas nodded. "Yes, let's not."
Hayner shook his head. "You're missing the point; he's a freak and you didn't even know him. You're irresponsible."
Olette snorted, "Yeah, okay. Roxas may be gullible, but he's definitely not irresponsible."
"Once again! Missing the point."
"Then just prove it darn it!"
"You just don't give your phone number out, and second, you just don't INVITE them over. He could've chopped us up, AND NOONE WOULD KNOW."
"They'd hear us scream."Pence pointed out.
Hayner face palmed and resumed his position with his head in Olette's lap.
Cloud rolled his eyes and looked over at Roxas-shoving a foot out of his face. "You guys are so stupid. You should atleast be able to tell when Roxas likes someone."
Immediately the younger brother lowered his eyes and crawled into himself-trying to disappear. Cloud smirked. "Amirite?"
"…He's cute." Roxas admitted-not one to lie. Finally he brought up his cherry red face and murmured, "And I know I didn't exactly look appealing with a screaming kid off my hip. I thought when he asked for my number that y'know, he didn't care. But I didn't think he'd come after that text..."
"Why not?" Leon asked now trying to free his foot from Cloud's grasp.
"I regretted sending it; I thought it made me sound like creeper." Cloud laughed.
"Well you fucked your chance. You spend the entire night in the kitchen trying to act busy doing nothing." Leon grinned. Roxas became redder-then shook his head.
"Yeah, you guys are right. I'll play it cool. But he left with this look like 'I'm never coming back' so I think it was a onetime thing y'know."
Cloud smiled apologetically and Olette sat staring blankly at him.
"Sorry Rox. You definitely need to learn to play it cool. You get so nervous over the stupidest shit."
Roxas leaned against the couch and shoved a foot in Cloud's face.
"Yeah. Being bi is a bitch sometimes. I talk with girls great, but with guys I flip a shit."
Olette rolled her eyes and decided to ignore the rest of the conversation.
"Yeah you do." Cloud said in response- now watching Brad Pitt-Achilles stab some guy in the face.
Roxas leaned back and thought about his schedule for the next day. Go to class, apply for a job, go to class, eat and apply for a job, and pick Sora up. He sighed and rubbed his eyes. "Hey I'm gonna turn in early tonight. I'm not feeling well." He rose to his feet and said his good nights to all before kicking Cloud in the face and running to his room before Cloud could rise to attack him.
"Fucking Reno. Always stealing the damn key." Axel muttered as he searched for the key underneath the welcome mat. His brother was always taking it. Asshat. He had to resort to banging loudly on it.
"Hey you little fuckers! Let me in!" the latch unlock and his younger brother was grinning at him. Almost everything about both of them was matching except for their height; Axel rose almost two inches over his little brother. And Axel was not as annoying as Reno was.
"You missed a good dinner Ax." He stated. God he was such a dumbass.
"I had mozzarella. Good times." Axel shoved through and went to deposit his jacket on the floor.
"You went over to Dem's?"
"No, some weird single Dad kid I met today. We met at Publix."
"OOooooh." Reno settled himself at the kitchen table. "You didn't dig him?"
"He's obsessed with his little brother. Like his only like 18 and he's watching this little brat. His friends are assholes and he didn't even talk to me for almost the entire night. He spent it in the kitchen playing chef making fucking baked mozzarella sticks."
"Maybe he wanted them to be perfect." Reno quipped. Axel rolled his eyes.
"Uh no. As soon as I ate I high tailed out of there. Never going back."
Reno didn't seem to be paying attention-completely normal for him. After several minutes Reno asked. "Is he cute."
"He's a freaka-"
"Is. He. Cute?" Reno stared at him with a look of seriousness.
"Yeah. He's short and blonde and blue eyed. That Arian look y'know."
"Oooh. Give me his number."
Axel stared at Reno. He had to fucking with him.
"No." Axel said simply rising to full height.
"Why not? You don't like him so what does it matter?"
"Because. It's mine."
Reno laughed, "You can't be fucking serious Axe."
"I am. Its mine and you can't have it." Axel pulled his phone from his pocket and waved it. Reno frowned.
"I can't believe you! That's so retarded!
Axel grinned and backed away to the hallway, Reno following with a whining voice.
"C'moooooon Axeeeeeellll!"
"No!" Axel pulled down the string and climbed up the latter; retracting it before Reno could follow.
"Axel that is totally unfair!"
"Too bad!" Axel replied locking the latch and grinning to himself.
A/N-Axels all like "OMIGOD KIDS!!!"
Yet he acts like one. Fo serious.
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