Oh, a new chapter? REALLY? WELL YES IT IS.
A weeeeiiiiirrrdd pairing comes up in this story, probably should have told you guys about it in the first chapter, BUUUUTTTT... Larxene is Roxas and Namine's mother. iknowrite, I'm insane. Also, Luxord is their stepfather. Hey, now... they're the only blonde members of the Orgy that haven't been mentioned yet! Who ELSE would be suitable as parents of two blonde children. DON'T PUT THIS ON ME I'M GONNA GO MAKE PANCAKES NOW.
Thanks to everyone that reviewed in the very first DAY, I love you for making my English study that much more bearable.
Roxas doesn't live with his parents and Namine for mentioned-in-the-future reasons, just clearing that up. So when he's in Hayner's apartment, it means he lives there. For now.
LOVE YOU ALL.
Chapter Two
The next day, Roxas was moping around in his apartment when his mother called him on the telephone, telling him that Demyx and Zexion were coming around for dinner, and she'd like it if he was there. There was to be a nice celebration for their visit back home, with a few other members of the extended family coming over. Roxas knew that when his mother said that there were a 'few' people, it meant about twenty relatives crammed into her already-small house.
Later on, Demyx and Zexion arrived and meshed right into the crowd, although they were probably pretty awkward in the family setting after the better part of seven years absence.
Roxas planted himself in the living room on the couch, only mingling with the people who came into the room to find out who was in there, doing what he did best and keeping to himself. Usually, he had Olette to keep him company during things like this, but...
"Roxas?"
He looked up; Demyx was shadowing the doorway. "Oh... hey, Dem. What's up?"
"Ah... not much. It's nice to be home again," Demyx replied, plopping himself down on the couch next to his cousin. "Where's Olette?"
Roxas shrugged. "We, er... broke up last week. There was a lot of fighting going on, and we both agreed that it was better for our friendship if we just split and saved each other the heartbreak of a messy end."
"How mature of you," Demyx mused. "I'm sorry, man. You guys were really close."
"We still are," Roxas said. "We just... aren't dating any more. My mom was more disappointed than me. The whole town was convinced that we were going to get married any time soon. I guess the troubles we were having didn't show up much on the surface."
"Well, I can't tell exactly how much you're affected by that, but I have one thing to say... Axel will be ecstatic."
For a second, Roxas couldn't think, so he said, dumbly, "Who?"
"Red hair. Teardrop tattoos? He plays bass for Underground. Remember him yet?"
"Um..." Roxas muttered. His mind was playing the images back through his brain, the piercing green eyes, fiery in their intensity, staring back at him over the crowd, the spiky crimson hair, the unique markings under his eyes, pale, muscled skin, how good he looked in that green shirt...
"Oh dear," Demyx chuckled, watching his cousin's face change from confusion to comprehension. "And here I was hoping it wasn't true."
"What isn't true?" Roxas asked, his voice soft and far away.
"You're gay for Axel. Oh god, he's reeled in another one. He says that you're different, though."
"Demyx, what are you even talking about?" Roxas demanded. Demyx was talking as if he was off in his own little world, and Roxas couldn't follow his direction any more.
"Axel saw you last night, yes? I didn't, but apparently you were checking him out. His ego has gone up about a thousand levels because of that, so thank you in advance for all the shit we're going to deal with in the next few weeks."
"He saw me? Oh, he must've..."
"What?"
"He must have seen me, cos otherwise I wouldn't have been able to see his eyes so clearly."
"Well, Rox, I'm going to tell you exactly what I told him. Stay away from Axel, okay? I know he's entrancing – he's been in the band for five years. He's the ultimate predator – drawing in the prey by looks alone. But he's a whore."
"Pardon?"
"Words cannot explain how many people Axel's slept with in the last five years. Being a kickass bass player kind of helps you get laid. Put it this way – if he finds out you don't have a girlfriend any more, he'll try to move in. What I want to know is if you want me to tell him. I will if you want that.
"But, Roxas, Axel isn't interested in a relationship. He hasn't been in all the time I've known him. He's twenty-four, and to my knowledge, he's never had a steady girlfriend or boyfriend. But when we were talking last night after the concert, he was talking about you... and how you're different. He's kind of troubled because of it."
"So... you're asking me to tell you if I want to fuck Axel?"
"Well, do you?"
"Uh... well, I've only ever... with... Ol – besides, can't I just ignore it? It might just be attraction."
"So you've never been attracted to a guy before, huh?"
Roxas shook his head. This conversation had gotten very awkward very fast.
"And you had to choose Axel," Demyx groaned.
"I didn't choose him, Dem! He's just extremely attractive!"
"Do you want to fuck him or not?"
"Jesus Christ, keep your fucking voice down!" Roxas hissed, clamping a hand over Demyx's mouth. "I don't know!" He thought about the first thought he'd had upon laying eyes on Axel, and promptly turned red. Demyx noticed immediately.
He forcefully removed Roxas' hand from his mouth and pinned him with a stare. "All right, what were you thinking just now?"
"None of your business," Roxas snapped.
"What are you doing tomorrow?" Demyx asked.
"Uh, nothing that I know of. Why?" Roxas was immediately suspicious.
"Just, me and Zexion are taking Marluxia and Axel around the town tomorrow. You want to make yourself available? Hang outside. If not, stay inside. I'm going to tell Axel you and Olette aren't together anymore, okay? Then you can make the decisions."
"Thanks a bunch, Demyx," Roxas groaned, throwing an arm over his eyes. "You made my day, right there. As if I don't have enough to worry about."
"You have absolutely nothing to worry about! You've graduated, right? You going to college?" Zexion had materialised in the room, and promptly sat down across Demyx's legs. "What've you guys been talking about?"
Roxas left the room. Just got up off the couch and left Demyx and Zexion alone in the sitting room.
"What the hell, Demyx?" Zexion demanded. "What did you do to him?"
"Hey, I didn't do anything to him! I only asked him whether or not he wanted to fuck Axel!"
"You know, sometimes I wonder how you're so insensitive," Zexion mumbled.
"He got all flustered, though," Demyx snickered. "It was pretty funny. He's got it bad."
"Wait, what about Olette?"
"They broke up last week."
"Ohhh… and I suppose you're going to tell Axel?"
"Of course I am!"
Oh Demyx, you so evil. So, the plot continues! Probably not going to update for a few days, though, but keep your eyes peeled - anything could happen!
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