As promised, another chapter!! (In fact, there might be THREE.)

You wouldn't think it was possible, but I made Axel even MORE of a jerk in this chapter. -evil laugh-

Disclaimer: STILL. DON'T. OWN. -Oh and WOOOOOOOT!!! IT'S MY BIRTHDAY TODAY!!!-


The next day at school, Roxas went through his routine monotonously, barely speaking to anyone.

Whenever he passed Axel in the hallway, the redhead mockingly flirted with him, leaving him even more depressed than he was.

At lunchtime he sat with Demyx and Zexion, like usual, but they were also joined by Namine. She gave Roxas an enormous hug, trying to comfort him as best she could.

In the art class they had the following hour, Namine decided to try to see how well she could chuck her drawing materials at the back of Axel's head from across the room.

The two blondes could see that he was trying (keyword: trying...) to ignore the small projectiles, but his hand was clenched so tight, it was nearly snapping the pencil in his grip into two pieces.

He turned around, glaring at them.

"Will you guys STOP throwing things at me?? I'm trying to work!"

Namine stared back at him in quiet fury, Roxas avoided his gaze.

Their art teacher looked up from her desk.

"Is there a problem?"

All three of them looked up at her.

"Nothings wrong, sorry for disrupting you."

She shot them a look and then went back to marking.

Everyone in the class (minus the teacher and Axel) watched as Namine pulled her arm back as far as it would go, and let her (very full) pencil sharpener fly.

It hit Axel square in the side of the head, bursting open.

He whipped around again.

"WHAT THE HELL, NAMINE?"

She stared at him in disgust, before turning back to her open sketchbook.

Axel stood up, and stomped over to their table, eyes blazing.

He reached for the sketchbook, snatching it out from underneath Namine's arms, where she'd been resting them.

Flipping through the pages, he smirked.

"Waste of paper."

Stopping on a picture she'd done of him and Roxas, a dark shadow crossed his face and he reached into his pocket, pulling out a lighter.

He ripped out the picture, threw her sketchbook to the ground, and flicked the lighter open. Flames licked at the bottom of the paper, and it was quickly ablaze.

Dropping it to the ground, he stepped on it, putting out the fire.

"That's all your art will ever be good for, the ashes under my boot."

Namine watched in horror as her artwork burned up in front of her. She bit her lip, glaring in utter fury at the tall redhead. Standing up as tall as she could, she pulled her arm back again and slapped Axel across the face.

He stared at her, a little unsure about what had just happened.

"You...little...BITCH."

He swung his fist at her face, but Roxas jumped in at the last second, getting struck instead.

Namine screamed as Roxas fell backwards from the force of the punch, hitting his head on the desk.

Blinking to clear his head, holding the spot he'd hit, he stood up and launched himself at Axel, pinning him to the ground, raising his fists up to bash the redheads face in.

A strong hand was gripping his arm, holding it in place so that he couldn't harm Axel.

"Roxas! Stop it!"

He turned to look at his teacher, unshed tears shining in his eyes.

"Get off of Axel."

Grudgingly he stood up and walked back over to where Namine was sitting, looking a bit faint.

Their teacher stared at the three of them, concern and a slight bit of anger apparent on her face.

"The three of you have detention after school. Report back here at 3:20..."

--

The rest of the school day passed by with tension running high between the two of them, worrying their friends even further.

Namine stuck close to Roxas during the class transitions, keeping a watchful eye out for Axel, making sure he didn't come near her friend.

When the final bell of the day trilled out through the school, the three of them packed up their bags and made their way slowly towards the art room, not talking to each other.

Namine was still pissed off at Axel for burning her drawing and insulting her talents, Roxas was lost in his thoughts, and Axel had his headphones in, nodding his head to whatever he was listening to.

Walking for a few more minutes down the hallway, they finally came to the art room, and knocked on the door.

Getting an affirmative answer from their teacher, they opened the door and went to sit down in their respective chairs.

"I will be back in an hour. Please try not to kill each other?"

Grumbled "yes ma'am..."'s and "Meh..."'s were heard.

She sighed. "Good enough."

Stepping outside, she locked the door, and they heard her feet lightly tapping back down the hallway.

Axel dug into his bag, trying to find something. His eyes lit up as his hand brushed against the object.

"Hey, do you guys mind if I read something out loud? I need to study and this is the only way I remember stuff."

Roxas nodded, focusing more on the homework he'd been assigned earlier.

The sound of pages flipping softly was the only noise they heard for a few moments until Axel remarked that he'd found the page he'd been looking for.

He coughed to clear his throat and began.

Roxas was still a bit zoned out, but as the redhead read farther into it, he began picking out sentences that sounded oddly familiar.

"...went to the movies with us today. And the greatest thing happened. I saw him talking to Sora during one of the quieter scenes, and laughing. A few minutes later, he put his arm around me. After the movie, he offered to drive me home...and when we were a few blocks from my house, he kissed me at one of the red lights..."

"Axel!!"

Roxas stared at him in horror, and Namine looked up at the commotion.

"Give. Me. That. Back. NOW."

"Oh, but why should I, Roxy? I wanna know how the story ends."

"You already know what happens next, Axel!! You were there!"

Roxas was shaking in rage, hot angry tears spilling out of his eyes.

"Why do you insist on hurting me so much??"

He hiccuped, and bit his lip to try and stop himself from trembling.

Walking over to Axel, he held out his hand silently.

Axel feigned putting the book into Roxas's open hand, but pulled him close at the last minute.

"Axel!"

He shifted their positions so that Roxas was leaned backwards against one of the desks, arms pinned beside him.

Roxas wriggled, trying his hardest to get free. Failing that, he went with his next best option.

"Namine, help MPH!!"

Axel silenced him with his mouth, pressing almost violently against Roxas's lips.

Namine sat at her desk, completely silent from shock, hands over her mouth.

The redhead slowly, torturously, unzipped Roxas's jacket, sliding it off his shoulders.

There was an expression of absolute panic on Roxas face, and he looked over at Namine, begging her to help him somehow.

She stared at him, quivering, looking utterly helpless. Taking a deep breath in, she steeled herself and strode over to the two boys. Grabbing a hold of the back of Axel's jacket, she pulled as hard as she could, trying to get him off of Roxas.

Axel turned quickly, glaring at her, teeth gritted.

"Get off, you stupid girl."

He swung his elbow back, hitting her square in the stomach, knocking her to the ground.

"Aah!"

"Namine!"

Roxas reached for her, desperately, but Axel shifted his attention back to him, pinning him harder to the desk, fingertips sliding up under his shirt.

"Axel...let me go...please..." he whimpered, tears streaming down his face, into his hair and onto the table.

Namine coughed, trying to get some air back in her lungs, before standing up and picking up the nearest art reference book, ready to bash it into Axel's head.

Out of the corner of his eye he saw the book coming down and kicked out, hitting Namine's feet out from under her so she fell and smacked her head against the floor, letting out a loud cry of pain.

Axel smirked, trailing his fingers down to the button on Roxas's jeans, slowly undoing it.

The sound of a key unlocking the door was heard and Axel sprang away from Roxas, helping him up, pulling some pieces of paper out of his pocket.

Their teacher walked in, looking curious as to why Namine was on the ground, Roxas looked like he'd been crying, and Axel was standing there looking over some papers.

He looked up.

"Oh, hello, Miss. Ameya."

"Would you mind telling me what's going on here, Axel?"

"This? We're practicing for a play. Namine got a little too in character, and hit her head on the floor. Roxas thought she'd seriously hurt herself so he started crying."

Roxas bent down next to Namine, scooping her up into his arms, hoping that she was alright.

Their teacher sighed.

"Well, it's time for me to lock up my classroom for the day. You should all start heading home. And make sure Namine is alright, I don't want her suffering amnesia."

Axel nodded, picking up their bags.

"See ya tomorrow, Miss. A!"

They headed out the school door, Roxas still carrying Namine, Axel carrying their bags.

Roxas helped the smaller blonde to her feet, checking her head for any injuries. When it was confirmed that she could at least stand on her own and walk without wobbling, he gave her a quick hug and bid her goodbye.

He watched her walk off into the distance, turning the corner to get to the street she lived on.

When she was finally out of sight, he turned around, nearly bumping into Axel.

"Why are you still here?"

"Aww, Roxy, don't I get a goodbye hug too??"

Roxas flushed.

"Not after what you did in the classroom!! You hurt Namine, and nearly raped me!!"

"Can't rape the willing."

"I wasn't willing!!"

The blonde reached for his bag, that Axel was still holding.

"Give me my bag, I need to get home..."

"I can drive you home...relieve old times..."

Roxas grimaced.

"Why are you such a manipulative bastard??"

"It's what I'm good at."

"I was actually happy with you, Axel...and you just...used me...that hurt so damn much. I TRUSTED you, and you broke me..."

Axel chose this moment to bend down and press a light kiss against Roxas's forehead.

"Ax..."

He pulled the smaller boy close to him.

"You'll understand eventually, Roxas..." he murmured into his hair.

"Understand what??"

"I can't say...you haven't remembered yet..."

Roxas stared up at him in confusion.

"What have I not remembered??"

"Like I said, you'll understand eventually."

Roxas wrapped his arms around Axel, holding him tightly.

"Don't let go...not just yet..."

Axel placed one hand under his chin, lifting it up.

For the first time in days, they kissed without any hatred behind it.

They separated moments later, and just stared at each other.

The redhead saw something out of the corner of his eye and he turned towards it, eyes narrowed.

"Axel?"

"Sorry Roxas, I really have to get going..."

"Why?"

"I'm not allowed to say...see you tomorrow?"

Roxas nodded, confusion still etched into his face.

They turned to go their separate ways, the sunset starting to spread across the sky.

A single tear rolled down each of their faces, but for different reasons.

If you could see into their thoughts at the moment, you would see things like "Why hasn't he remembered yet...the others have..."and "Why won't he tell me what's going on...he always did before..."

--

When Roxas crawled into bed that night, after dinner, he slept fitfully, dreaming of fantastical worlds, people he knew that he'd met but at the same time had never seen them in his life, and himself and a certain redheaded pyro sitting together eating oddly-blue ice cream bars. Sea salt ice cream, his subconscious mind helpfully provided.

As he slipped into a deeper sleep, the final thought he had that night was "Why can't I remember..."


Awww....

. . .And this is why you don't let me listen to Chop Suey, Heaven When You Kiss Me, Taking Over Me, Haunted, I Hate Everything About You, and I Kissed A Boy (yes, BOY) on repeat while writing a fic...It goes from angsty to angry to fluff ___

THERE IS GOING TO BE A THIRD CHAPTER.

IT IS PROBABLY GOING TO BE REALLY DEPRESSING.

BRING TISSUES.

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