A.N.: Well, seeing as its AkuRoku Day, and my Account has 'AkuRokuFaNaTiC' in it, I kinda HAD to write a fanfic. So, this is just a little extra chapter on my almost-lemon story.
Roxas walked out of Axel's room, and not to his surprise, found that his legs felt like gelatin. Of course, it was Axel's fault for making him look up that stupid word and almost . . . having intercourse with him.
Now, he just wanted to sleep. It didn't really matter where he slept. In fact, he would even put up with a whole night of Demyx's incessant chattering.
Of course, Roxas naturally wanted to go to his room to sleep, but Axel would most certainly be able to find him there, and Roxas really didn't feel like being dragged out of his room for who-knows-what.
And that was how he ended up knocking on Demyx's door, hoping that the playful man/boy was already asleep. Actually, Roxas didn't really know what he was, but whatever.
"Coming!" Roxas heard an odd shuffling noise and the door opened quickly. But instead of the door normally being wide open, Demyx came in strangely half-closed. More like three-fourths closed.
"Um . . . can I sleep in here?" Axel had always told Roxas that when he wanted something, it was prudent to attempt to make your eyes bigger than they already were. And besides, Roxas had a stunning color of blue for eyes, at least that's what Axel had said.
In truth, Axel wasn't a bad guy, he was just full of himself, and he wasn't really that great.
Demyx shifted uncomfortably on one of his feet, like he was desperately trying to hide something bad. "Yeah, I don't really think that tonight's exactly a great night. How 'bout tomorrow?"
Normally, Demyx would've done a back flip for company. It was especially funny when he hurt his back doing so, but that was off-topic.
"Why not?"
It was strange; everyone said that Roxas was naive, but the blonde was certain that he understood most things.
"We're having sex." Zexion had walked up to the two, looking completely bored and yet impatient. Wait, why was Zexion there? Didn't he hate anything that breathed?
That wasn't completely true. Zexion had once owned a pet turtle named Salty. He took care of it, fed it, took very slow walks with it, but then one day, Xigbar said that Salty had run away and would never come back. Zexion hadn't come out of his library for days, and when someone did walk in, they came back looking all shook up.
"Oh. Okay." Roxas seemed strangely unaffected, Demyx figured, and it was actually quite unnerving. What had Axel done to this boy?
Apparently, Zexion was thinking the same thing as his lover, but being one of the younger Nobodies (human age-wise), he totally knew how to handle this.
"We're having intercourse."
Roxas' eyes bulged slightly, and that was enough to get him to run away quickly. The Melodious Nocturne looked at the Cloaked Schemer, who was already walked back to the former's bed.
"How did you-?"
"Axel was bragging about what a genius he was about thinking of that idea to get Roxas into bed, so I thought that I'd hinder the process slightly.
Let's see here, maybe Marluxia can help me! Yeah, I bet that he has a ton of space in his room. Besides, Axel doesn't really like him, so he'll probably not go looking in there! Yeah, I should do that."
And that was how Roxas ended up in front of Marluxia's room, hand at the ready to knock gently.
When he did, the door opened rather quickly, and Marluxia was leaning against the doorway strangely. He was also smiling, which was really creepy, actually.
"Can I sleep in here for the night?"
Yeah, for future reference, never say the word sleep in front of Marluxia. For some reason, he gets this really odd idea that he wants something to happen, like intercourse! So, Roxas couldn't really sleep in there for obvious reasons that he wouldn't really like to ever think about again.
Larxene? She wasn't a guy! Which meant that she wouldn't want intercourse in any way!
"Larxene?"
Okay, maybe Roxas was a little naive because it turned out that not only could guys have intercourse together, girls could do it, too! So, Roxas obviously couldn't sleep in there for obvious reasons.
He didn't really know why, but of all the things that he had taken with him, Roxas had remembered to grab that handy dictionary out of his room before going out on his journey to find a bed to sleep in. Now, he was wondering what 'sex' meant.
Let's see . . . sex . . . activities associated with sexual intercourse. That's the noun, so I wonder what the verb means. Stimulate sexually . . . I wonder what that means . . . "
So, Roxas walked whilst looking up words all the way to Xigbar's room. He could take an entire night of name-calling as long as he could find somewhere to sleep. Because, after walking through most of the castle already, Roxas' feet were starting to feel less like gelatin and more like lead weights.
"Xigbar, I need somewhere to sleep, so could you please not have intercourse, sex, or anything that's remotely close?"
Xigbar's eye gave him a look that would have normally said that Roxas was crazy, but he was probably just really tired 'cause Roxas had woken him up so late in the night. It was understandable, really.
"Listen, kiddo, it's three in the morning, and I really don't feel like putting up with whatever Axel's got planned. 'Kay?" And with that, the door slammed abruptly in Roxas' face, which was very rude, now that he really considered it.
The walk to Xaldin's wasn't very long at least, and Xaldin was a pretty accommodating fellow, so this couldn't end too badly.
Unfortunately for Roxas, he was also a bad judge of character. Because the annual Nobody Sing-Off was coming up, and Xaldin was working fervently on his rendition of "Colors of the Wind." It was from some world that Roxas hadn't went to yet, so he didn't really know what the song should sound like.
"Xaldin, can I sleep in here?"
"Have You Ever Heard The Wolf Cry To The Blue Corn Moon?"
"Um . . . no, no I haven't."
"Or Ask The Grinning Bobcat Why He Grins?"
"Was I supposed to?"
Roxas was really starting to get scared now. He had always known that Xaldin was a few cashews away from nuts (or something like that), but now he was sure that this was not normal for someone.
"Can You Sing With All The Voices Of The Mountains?"
"I- I don't know!"
"Can You Paint With All The Colors Of The Wind?"
"Please stop asking me questions!"
"Can You Paint With All The Colors Of The Wind?"
Now that Roxas had officially lost his sanity, he decided to head to somewhere where the person was just as crazy, maybe even more.
"Vexen, can I sleep in here? I just don't want you doing any weird experiments while I'm asleep, is all."
Vexen, who had been nicknamed 'sexual predator' by many, and was banned in seven different worlds, laughed maniacally as he ushered Roxas inside. For some reason, he told Roxas to take off his leather coat, but the blonde had kindly refused.
"Do you have any Seasalt ice cream?" Roxas asked, sitting on the edge of Vexen's bed. After careful consideration, he figured that it wasn't the best idea to sit there, so he stood up. The scientist gave another laugh and pulled something out of his odd-looking freezer, which looked like ice cream, but Roxas wasn't really sure.
Vexen held some out to him, and although he really was craving ice cream, Roxas had to respectfully decline. Even more respectfully, he excused himself out of the room and ran all the way to Lexaeus' room, where he found the big teddy bear of a man sitting on his bed. Sharpening his Tomahawk, if that was possible.
"You know what? I'm just going to ask what you're doing."
"I'm preparing my weapon of murder." Okay, Roxas had never imagined in a million years that Lexaeus could even harm a butterfly, let alone a person.
He cursed himself for asking, but he did anyway. "Who?"
"Demyx."
That made sense. After all, Lexaeus and Zexion were pretty tight, so the former must feel very betrayed by this sudden change of attitude. Roxas didn't really know how long Zexion and Demyx had been together, but Lexaeus apparently was not over it.
"It'll be okay," Roxas told him, walking out of the room as carefully and quickly as he could. He heard large sobbing sounds behind him, so maybe his words made some sort of impact on the large man.
In retrospect, why he even walked into Saix's room was a mystery. Actually, it was pretty much a huge mistake all in its own, so Roxas chose to nod his head cooly and walk right out of there.
Did anyone know how hard it was to make it to Master Xemnas' room? It was even harder when you were going off of pure fear and the want for a bed. But somehow, Roxas had managed to make it into the head Nobody's room and just stood there. He hadn't really thought of what he was going to say, which was sort of a stupid idea, considering that Master Xemnas had weird saber-like sword things to kill his enemies to death with.
"Wrong room."
And that's how Roxas ended up in Luxord's room, completely exhausted and ready to fall over, dead. The gamer had merely looked up from one of his many decks of cards, like he had been expecting a visitor the entire night. Roxas should've taken that as a cue to excuse himself at that moment, but the innocent naivety in him told him to just attempt it.
"Can I-"
"A game?"
Say what? There was no way that Roxas had hiked through the entire castle, almost gotten intercoursed with several times, almost experimented and possibly drugged, just to play a game!
"Sure."
Really?
Roxas had never really noticed it before, but Luxord talked differently than the other Nobodies. It was all weird-sounding.
"What are we going to play?" Roxas sat down on the floor, and was surprised to see that his legs were shaking from walking so much. Luxord sat down as well, only he sat down on a cushion/pillow thing. Was there really a difference?
"Strip Poker."
Maybe it was because he didn't understand the meaning behind the game, or maybe it was because Roxas was so tired, but he ultimately agreed to it.
So, five minutes later, when Roxas was down to his Sea-Salt ice cream-theme boxers, he chose to give up, grab his coat, his leather pants, his boot/tennis shoes (he didn't really know what to call them), and his dignity, and walk out.
After stopping for a minute to change in one of the many hallways, Roxas decided to just give up and find Axel. Who cares what he could do? All that Roxas knew was that sex usually took place on a bed, which meant sleep. Which, in all reality, was a very good thing.
He knocked weakly on the door, and after not getting an immediate response, decided that the floor had to be semi-comfortable. Roxas was wrong, of course, but he really could've cared less at the moment.
It was only until the young Nobody was already half-asleep that the door opened. Axel was scratching the back of his head and just stared at Roxas.
"Do you know what time it is?"
"No."
Axel shrugged, attracted by the kid's honesty. He picked up the blonde with ease and took him to his bed, which in Roxas' opinion, was the softest bed of all the Nobody's.
"So . . . you honestly thought that I was going to . . . " Axel couldn't help but laugh at Roxas' stupid and somewhat cute fear. It was more like an apprehension, really.
"It's not that I was scared," Roxas explained, almost completely asleep by now, "It was just that I didn't know how it worked."
Axel grinned at that. "Do you want me to show you?" he asked, leaning in closer to the blonde, but he was disappointed to find him already asleep.
Though it was funny to find the dictionary tucked under the boy's arm like a doll. Axel picked it up and started flipping through it, looking for the right term. When Axel did find the right term, he scribbled something onto the page. After smirking once more, Axel placed it conspicuously on his nearby nightstand.
Roxas found out that after an undisturbed sleep, he was completely energized once more. However, he did notice that Axel wasn't in the room when he woke up, and when he looked over at the nightstand, he found that dictionary that he needed to return to Zexion soon. Possibly today, if he got the chance.
But the book was open and something was written on it. Upon careful examination, Roxas noticed that the book was turned to the 'n' page, with the word 'naive' circled. Instead of a definition, however, the book said,
Naive- Roxas
A.N.: Yeah, I know that I'm cutting it REAL short for an update, but I really had to do this one! I mean, it wasn't what I originally wanted it to be, but I'm pretty happy with the results! Hope you enjoyed!
