Title: Super Sized!
Summary: In another dimension, Roxas is leading a normal, high school life. Axel, on the other hand, is a low-wage worker at a fast food chain who happens to be smitten with the blonde boy. Awkward times lead to desperate measures, and they soon find themselves in the middle of something neither know what to do about. AU Crackfic.
AN: I should point out, before hand, that Roxas is the only thing Axel can remember. This will be explained later... just didn't want to cause mass panic and confusion. XD All in due time, grasshoppers! That said, enjoy:)
Chapter Two
The next day in homeroom Roxas felt as if he had been hit by a large vehicle of some kind.
"You look like you've been hit by a truck," Tidus announced helpfully, leaning backwards in his seat and eyeing Roxas with wide, blue eyes. Roxasmoaned miserably and dug his head further into the comforting pillow of hisarms, all but collapsed onto his desk.
"Mmmnh." Roxas said.
It goes without saying that it is not advisable to show up at school on approximately two hours of sleep, but no one had ever told Roxas that. It wasn't as if he had stayed up doing something remotely cool or fun, like partying or watching porn like most kids bragged about- he had stayed up simply out of being unable to sleep.
It was weird, but he didn't /want/ to go sleep. Like once he turned off his light switch, something horrible would happen- like his arm would fall off orhe would implode or a tentacle monster would snatch him up and devour him alive. Either way, he didn't want to be in the dark, for one reason or another. So he had laid in his bed, staring at the ceiling while his bedside lamp had burned into his retinas, not thinking anything, just laying there.
Okay, so maybe he had been thinking about something. Someone, even.
But it wasn't as if he wanted to think about that weird cashier. Really, he rationalized, he had better things to do (like sleep) than sit around (or lay, as was the case) and think about some freakish BurgerMart employee. Even if the guy had paid for his food. Even if he had the greenest eyes in the world, greener than BurgerMart's artificial pickles.
Roxas whimpered into his makeshift arm pillow, tired beyond all comprehension. Maybe he could fake being sick and go home. Or go curl up in a janitor's closet or something. Distantly, people were talking all around him, about their weekends and their boyfriends and-
SLAM.
Ouch, that was loud. Roxas rolled his head over,cracking his eyes open just enough the see a pile of books that had been slammed onto the desk next to him, followed by a backpack and a clenched fist, all hitting the desk in rapid succession.
Roxas looked up and saw the scariest thing he had seen all morning- a very pissed off Sora.
Now, to be fair, Sora was not a scary looking person to behold, usually. If Roxas were to start knocking Sora's looks he would be insulting himself- they looked exactly the same, almost, if one to ignore their attitudes and hair.
Roxas was of the opinion his hair was about a million times cooler than Sora's, not that he would ever say anything.
They looked so alike that Sora had once drug Roxas, unwilling, to the mall for a "Hot Twins" contest, merely because the winners would receive free tickets to the cool new band, Soul Harvest. They had won, but the spoils had gone to waste. Neither Roxas' nor Sora's parents had let them go.
But all of that was beside the point, really.
Sora was nice to look at, as previously stated before, under normal conditions. Apparently, now was not a normal condition, as Sora's normally smiling face was contorted into the most hideously angry scowl Roxas had ever seen. His face was all scrunched up, eyebrows tight, lips pulled. Roxas reminded himself never to get angry again. It wasn't a good look.
Standing a ways off, his own backpack sat down on his allotted desk, was Riku. Roxas didn't really have much of an opinion of Riku. He was a smart-ass for one thing, and had pulled Roxas' hair in fourth grade, making him cry. He was also Sora's best friend, something that made Roxas feel the tiniest stirrings of jealousy, rumbling low and angry in his stomach.
Okay, so he lied. Roxas did have an opinion of Riku, and it wasn't a great one. But the guy wasn't that bad, just a bit of a pompous jerk more than anything.
Sora spun to face Riku, now having the attention of half to class, the other half being either too ditzy to realize there was some hardcore drama going down or busy scrambling to do homework unfinished the night before. Roxas stared in fascination as Sora stalked closer to Riku, the boys squaring off like cowboys in the western movie.
"You BASTARD." Sora growled.
Tidus whistled under his breath. "Someone's mad," He whispered, leaning in so Roxas could hear him. Roxas rolled his bloodshot eyes, now rather awake. Thank you, Captain Obvious.
"Sora, I said I'm sorry. Let it go already." Riku hissed, obviously not thrilled to be the spectacle of the classroom. He crossed his arms in an unconscious defensive gesture, glaring at Sora coldly.
Sora sputtered, face going red, blue eyes watery. "Let it go! You want me to let it go!"
Roxas wanted to ask what it was not being let go, but he was not, by nature, an intrusive boy, so instead chose to watch the scene in silence with the rest of the class.
Riku stepped forward, skirting a desk, and brought himself face to face with Sora, which, for Riku, involved quite a lot of leaning down. A sliver of Riku's pale hip, exposed by his tight shirt, was eye level with Roxas, who stared at it without meaning to.
"Yeah. Let it go." He growled. "It's over and done with."
Roxas ripped his eyes away from that peculiar bit of Riku-hip in time to see the second most horrifying sight of the day- Sora was actually crying. Not the girly kind of sobbing, where one would collapse onto the floor or hug a pillow or something, but a 'I-am-so-mad-I-am-actually-crying' sort of crying.
"I can't believe you. I thought we... I can't..." Sora struggled with words for a second, fists shaking. Roxas felt like he was watching a kid poke at a landmine with a stick- something not good was about to happen.
And something did.
Seconds later, Riku stumbled backwards, right into Roxas' desk. A collective gasp went around the room- the slackers had even stopped doing their homework to watch.
"Sora..." Riku murmured. "You just-" He held his hand over his eye, where Sora had just punched him. Roxas stared, unable to formulate coherent thought, except for, 'For such a small guy Sora can really pack a punch. Cool.'
Sora pulled his chair out from his desk, the legs dragging on the floor with an angry shriek. He sat down in the way a hurricane sits down, releasing a wave of danger and threat to all in the vicinity.
Riku, wordless, turned heel and stalked back to his desk and sat. His eye was already swelling shut, but he made no move to do anything about it.
Slowly but surely talk began to pick up again in the silent homeroom, and the slacker kids resumed their frantic homeworking and the ditzes their gossiping.
Tidus caught Roxas' eye, looking appropriately stunned. "Holy shit," he muttered, gesturing at Sora, who was pretending to act cool and read a Math book. Upside down. The boy reached up and scrubbed at his cheeks, unaware of their staring.
"Yeah," Roxas agreed, pulling his eyes away from Sora.
Well, if not anything else, today would be interesting.
In actuality, the day had proceeded without anything out of the ordinary happening. Roxas had fallen asleep through most of his classes, catching up on the night's sleep he had missed out on. This resulted in the ruination of his chemistry notebook, which was unfortunately soaked by what seemed to be a lake of drool. Roxas wasn't really bothered by this turn of events. He could always copy Tidus' notes, if worse came to absolute worse.
The last bell of the day found Roxas filing his books haphazardly into his locker, his small form being jostled about by the rush of ongoing students. Now that the day was over he just wanted to relax and grab a burger-
A burger. Wait. If he were to theoretically get a burger, which he had done after school every day of his high school life, he could, theoretically, have another awkward encounter with that Axel guy. His stomach was flipping, just thinking about it. Roxas frowned and shoved his science notebook in with more force than necessary, knocking some dust from the top of his locker. Dammit, he couldn't let this get to him. The guy was weird, that was all. Playing a prank on him. Nothing to worry about. Yet there was something about him, something that he couldn't put his finger on-
"Am I interrupting some deep, inner thought process?"
Roxas jumped good three inches in the air, a girlish squeak escaping his mouth. "S-Sora! How nice to see you." He managed, hand clinging to the door of his locker. He shot Sora a shaky smile. "What's up?"
Sora shifted his backpack on his shoulder, nimbly dodging the oncoming traffic of the hallway. "Not much, Rox." And there it was. Roxas sucked in a breath. The kicker. Sora had not called him 'Rox' since third grade, and absolutely no one had called him that since. It awoke some weird sense of familiarity between them, making Roxas smile nervously. Sora smiled back. "I was wondering... do you want to walk home with me?"
Roxas couldn't believe his ears. It was a well known fact that Riku, ever since fifth grade, had been Sora's transportation to and from school, even though he lived two miles away from the other boy while Roxas was practically across the street. Roxas gaped.
"But... don't you ride with Riku?" He blurted, shutting his locker without really looking. The door stuck on a pile of paper threatening to spill out, so he kicked it once, taming it into submission.
Instaneously, the light in Sora's face went out and the frightening scowl was back for a brief moment. "Not anymore," He said dully, pretending to check the time on his watch. He brightened back up a moment later, shooting Roxas one of his world-stopping smiles. "But I figured we haven't hung out in forever, man. It's about time we caught up on one another, right?"
"Yeah," Roxas said distantly. "We do need to get reacquainted." It was if he were a thousand miles off, watching this scene from out of his body. Sora and he, friends again? After all of this time? No way. No freaking waythis washappening.
"Great!" Sora exclaimed, grabbing Roxas' arm. "I'm starved, first thing. Wanna grab a bite to eat?"
Roxas smiled, the expression almost out of place on his normally somber face. "Yeah, sounds great." He replied, allowing himself to be bodily dragged from the school, Sora never once letting go of his arm, all the while chatting amiably.
Roxas couldn't help but smile the whole way to BurgerMart.
"Hello, ladies," Axel said in his best cashier voice, totally aware that his manager was watching him intently. "What will your order be this fine day?" A piece of hair invaded his mouth while he spoke. He spit it out discreetly, only to have it creep back in again. His eye twitched.
The girls in line froze like deer in headlights, staring at him. "What?" One said, dumbstruck.
Axel sighed laboriously. Yes, it was not easy being damnably sexy day in and day out, but it wasn't as if he wore a sign that said 'please, drool over me'. In fact, he wore an apron that was none too appealing to his fine physique, which should have had the opposite effect. But it didn't. He smiled patiently at the girls.
"He's smiling at us," One twittered, nudging the other in the arm. She blushed.
Her friend seemed to snap out of a daze. "Don't let him hear us!" She hissed to her friend, before turning to Axel with a shy smile.
'Bitch, please.' Axel thought, disgusted at the primal display of flirtation aimed at his person. 'Order and get out.' Not that he wasn't flattered. He was.
"I want a salad." The smiling girl said.
"I want an order of fries, a large drink and a Double Extra Super MartBurger, please." The blushing girl said.
Axel rung up their orders with quick, practiced strokes to the register and slid their meals to them. "Have an enjoyable meal!" He chorused. His manager's eyes burned into his back. 'Good grief,' he thought. 'It's like I'm a criminal.'
Okay, so he did almost-kinda-maul a customer the day before, but he had perfect reason for it. If question on it, he would reply 'But sir, the only person I have ever loved in a previous life reappeared suddenly, looking as hot and cute as ever and I really just couldn't help myself. I also gave him a free meal.'
His stomach did a few somersaults upon thought of Roxas.He willed it to stop-
And saw Roxas. His stomach resumed its acrobatics, smug.
Some kid was with Roxas, touching Roxas' arm and leaning close to his face.Axel narrowed his eyes to emerald slits, his theoretical haunches raising. Something the boy said made Roxas laugh as they approached the counter. Axel inexplicably wanted to strangle him.
Roxas paused in his laughing, feeling Axel's gaze on him, and looked up.
Straight up, blue eyes lining up directly with Axel's, making Axel's heart implode and explode all at the same time. It was really all Axel could do to not throw Roxas down on the nearest table and have his way with him, his way being a way filled with sweat and moaning and perhaps a few french fries-
Anyway. So yes, Roxas met Axel's eyes.
And looked away.
Instead, the boy with Roxas, the little rat bastard, looked up at Axel with a grin brighter than nuclear radiation, his bright eyes flashing with unmistakable hunger. Roxas continued to ignore Axel, like a knife to his heart. 'Come on, at least look at me,' Axel begged, mentally. Behind him, his manager coughed.
"I'm going to go find seats, Sora," Roxas said, turning around. "I'll take whatever you get." He didn't even bother to glance at Axel or say hello to Axel or jump over they counter and make out with Axel. Axel felt both depressed and furious at the same time.
"That's fine," The kid responded, looking at the menu.
"What would you like to order?" Axel asked, teeth gritted and eyes trained on Roxas' back.
The Sora kid, as Roxas had called him, put a hand to his chin, deep in thought. Axel hated him silently from behind the counter.
Then Sora looked up, decision in his eyes, and Axel's mind reeled. Whoa. There was something weird in the way that kid looked that sent Axel for a loop all of a sudden. He couldn't put his finger on it, like a dream after you've woken up, something elusive and misty.
"I'll take two number ten's, please, with two extra orders of fries and a double extra large Cherry soda." Sora said, happy with himself for making such a large order.
Axel frowned. "Don't you mean two Cherry sodas?"
Sora shrugged, grinning sheepishly. "My friend and I can share."
Axel rang up the order, suddenly in a foul mood. "That'll be sixteen oh-seven," He ground out, not looking at Sora. The kid took the tray of food and wandered off, unaware of Axel sending death glares into his back.
There was definitely something about that kid, he decided, that he just didn't like.
AN: Dude, I know the whole "Ah Axel hates Sora wtf!" thing will throw some people off, but have no fear, it's just jealousy. XD Ohooo.
I hope everyone is okay with the story so far? If you have any problems with characterization please let me know. :) I'm sorry this chapter wasn't as fun as the last, but it was still fun as hell to write!
Thank you for the reviews:) I wish I could reply to them all right now, but I have limited internet access. :( But I really do appreciate every one of them! Muahaha. Yes, I dooooo. -hugs and kisses-
Expect the next chapter in a few days or so!
NEXT TIME: What are Sora and Riku really arguing about? Eh? Sora confides his innermost secrets to Roxas and Axel reveals his innermost... phone number to Roxas. WILL HE CALL? DUH DUH DUUUUH! All that and more!
