"Axie! Come on let's go play!"

"Hang on Roxy!"
"Slow-poke!"

BAM!

Axel shot up in his seat and hectically searched for the source of the sound. His eyes focused on the textbook on the desk then slowly shifted up to see its owner.

"Oh...hey professor," Axel said, scratching the back of his nervously.

"Mr. Erryl once again I have found you snoozing in my class. Please do us all a favor and leave so we don't have to listen to you sleep talk," the blond glared at him from behind his glasses and with a swift flick of the wrist he signaled for the redhead to leave.

Sighing, Axel packed up his books and silently left the room. He flopped down on a bench and slammed his bag on the ground. If he had a nickel for every time that professor acted sour to him he would quit school and live comfortably in a mansion by the ocean.

"Got kicked out?"

He looked up at the voice's owner and nearly dropped his jaw. The blond boy from yesterday was standing right in front of him. He went through the filing system in his mind to retrieve his name, but the only named that fit that smiling face was Roxas.

"Uh...yeah...sorry what was your name again?" He asked, begging silently that he would say Roxas.

"It's Ventus. We met on the elevator right?" The blond said, sitting next to him.

Axel could've sworn his heart fell down to his stomach, never before had he felt such disappointment, "Yeah we did."

"I thought so. Why did you get kicked out?"

"...I was sleeping during class."

"Oh...sorry."

The redhead shrugged, "No biggie. That professor has a problem with me anyway. I guarantee he was searching for any reason to throw me out."

The blond giggled, it sounded like angels singing to Axel, and patted his shoulder, "Sorry to hear that...but now that you have free time would you like to come to lunch with me?"

Axel calmly looked at the boy and smiled at him, but underneath that cool exterior he was freaking out and trying not to have a heart attack, "Yeah I'd like that."

oOoOoOoOoOo

To Axel's dismay he and Ventus weren't alone for lunch. They had been accompanied by a short teen, who seemed to love the color black and eyeliner. He had seen the oddly colored haired teen on campus but never really knew who he was.

Ventus gestured to the teen and said, "This is Zexion. He's my brother."

"Hey," Zexion lazily replied, closing his book to check his watch, "...and goodbye. I have to go."

"Oh...another date?" Ventus asked the gray haired teen. The teen replied with a nod, picked up his stuff and headed out of the building. Ventus turned his attention to Axel, "Sorry about him...he's not cold, just shy."

"It's fine. I'm use to people like that," he replied, flashing a small smile.

"Well I'm glad someone understands. Usually people don't like him because he acts so cold towards him."

"Well people should give him a chance."

The blond smiled and looked at the redhead. Silence circled around the two as their eyes connected. Those pools of beautiful deep blue were hypnotizing. Axel couldn't seem to pull himself away from those gorgeous eyes.

He knew those eyes. He had memorized them. He had seen them in his sleep and he knew the story that they told, but as he gazed into them he could see that the story had been altered. Almost as if they were being masked by a false reality, but were trying so desperately to break through.

"...Axel?"

The teen blinked a few times, breaking his trance with the blue gems, and realized that his hand had somehow caressed Ventus' cheek. A blast of heat spread through his cheeks as he pulled his hand away.

"S-Sorry. No idea how that happened," He stated.
The blond smiled at him and held his hand gently, "Its fine...your hands a warm."

"Yeah they tend to be, probably because I keep them in my pockets all the time." He sighed in relief, thankful for the change of topic.

"You know that's a sign of being guarded right?"

"...What?"

"Well body language usually tells us if a person is guarded and shy or if they're open and outgoing. Putting your hands in your pockets or keeping your arms crossed usually says that you're a guarded person and you don't open up as easily as others do."

"...you wouldn't happen to be a psychology major would you?"

"...I am. Is that a problem?"

"Well no, but I'm not a big fan of it. Too many therapists in my childhood."

"Oh...can I ask why you needed to go to a therapist?"

Sighing, he looked at the ground. He couldn't tell him about his therapists. It would seem too creepy to tell Ventus that he had a dead best friend that looks just like him and that he had to go to a therapist due to believing that he was still alive.

"...I don't really like discussing it," the redhead replied, eyes shifting towards the blond.

Ventus simply nodded, "I understand. We only met yesterday so I don't expect you to open up to me quickly."

"...Thank you."

With those words the topic was dropped and they finally began eating their, probably cold now, lunch.

oOoOoOoOoOo

The rest of the day seemed to go by too quickly for Axel's liking. He and Ventus finished their lunch and had spent the day together getting to know each other; Axel's heart aching the whole time because of the countless similarities between Ventus and Roxas.

Now the two were heading up in the elevator to their apartments while Axel silently contemplated whether to ask Ventus to come over or not.

"...So what are you doing tonight?" Ventus asked, looking up at Axel with those big blue eyes.

"Um...nothing really. Probably just going to relax on the couch while my roommate gets high or something," Axel replied. The blond laughed at the last statement; obviously he didn't know that Axel wasn't joking.

"Well...do you want to come over?"

Axel almost wanted to punch his chest and yell at his heart to stop making so much noise, but he realized that that would probably come across as insane to the blond. So he smirked and nodded instead, "Yeah that'd be nice."

"Cool! Then we'll head there!"

The silver doors opened up and revealed the hallway to the two college students. They stepped out and made their journey to apartment 813. Axel watched as the blond rummaged for his keys.

Letting out a frustrated sigh, the blond looked at Axel, "I think my brother has my keys and he won't be home until ten."

"Oh that's okay. We'll just go to my place. Hope you don't mind stoners."

"I don't know if I do. Guess we'll find out."

oOoOoOoOoOo

"Oh Lucy I'm hoooome!" Axel sang as he opened the door to the apartment.

"My love! You have returned to me!" Demyx shouted as he sat up to look at the redhead, "and I see you brought a friend! Three way time?"

"Down boooy. He's a friend not a chew toy mutt," Axel stated.

"Boo. You're no fun," The dirty blond replied.

"And you're stoned," the redhead replied, going over to the teen and pushing him down by the head.

"Your point is?"

"My point is, be nice or I'm hiding your pot."

Demyx gasped, pressing his hand to his chest and dramatically shouted, "HOW CAN YOU BE SO CRUEL!?"

"Oh shut up," Axel laughed as he swatted him on the head and turned to Ventus, "This is Demyx. My roommate. Demyx this is Ventus."

Lifting up an arm, the stoner waved his arm, "Heeey Ventus! Better get out before he seduces you!"

"Oi! I don't seduce people!" The redhead growled.

"Yes you do! You do it with those sexy eyes of yours!"

"Hey it's not my fault if my eyes are amazing. Blame God for that."

Shaking his fist at the ceiling Demyx yelled, "CURSE YOU GOD FOR MAKING SUCH A SEXY MAN!"

Axel laughed and escorted Ventus out of the living room and into his bedroom. The blond didn't need to be traumatized by the strange and imposing creature named Demyx.

"Sorry about that, he's a real nice and smart guy when he isn't high," Axel said as he closed his door.

"It's fine. He seemed fun," Ventus replied.

"Trust me, what you saw was just the pot talking. He's a more fun guy when he's sober."

"I'll take your word for it."

An awkward silence somehow accumulated in only a millisecond. The college students sat on the bed, staring at the floor as they suffocated from the awkwardness between the two. Neither of them knew what to say to each other and Axel hadn't realized how messed up this whole scenario looked until now. A roommate that kept stating how seducing he can be, leading the blond into his bedroom, and now they were sitting on his bed. This didn't look good in his mind.

"...So I have a question," Axel stated.

"Hmm?" The blond hummed, eyes shifting up to look at him.

"...Is Zexion your real brother? I don't mean any offense, I was just curious because you two don't really look like each other."

"Oh...no we're not blood-related."

"Oh...is he adopted?"

"No I am. My parents adopted me when I was about ten years old. They found me somewhere."

Axel could've sworn his heart had just stopped as the words flew into his ears and his brain processed it. He was adopted at the age of ten. The same age that Roxas had been when they believed he was dead after being kidnapped.

"...D-Do you remember what happened?" Axel asked, he could hear his heart pounding.

Ventus shook his head, "They said I couldn't remember anything that had happened. I didn't know where I was from or what my name was. So they re-named me and gave me a home. How lucky right?"

"...Yeah...lucky."

A/N: Ahh did anyone get the joke about Ventus' apartment number? XD it was horribly obvious. I had to do it lol Please review guys :D tell me what you think so far! 3