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Chapter Two: The uncomfortable wake up
Disbelief was the only way to describe the feelings running through Axel. Something bad was going to happen to him the moment he leaves the house?
Yeah, right.
Axel ignored the saddened looks on their faces. "Did Larxene put you two up to this?" Axel stuffed his hands into his pockets, his bright green eyes glaring down at the two. "Is this supposed to be some sort of scare tactic, because I'm afraid you'll have to do so much better than that."
"Who's Larxene?" Sora tilted his head to the side and raised one eyebrow.
Axel shook his head and waved a dismissing hand. He was tired of the job already and he had only made the deliveries on his own one time. This was what he had to look forward to? He should just quit while he was far, far behind.
He groaned in frustration as he realized that Larxene would probably get off on him leaving after one day. Great. He was stuck doing this…this for a while. "You know what?" He took the sign pad from Roxas and entered his password, confirming the delivery, "Just tell that bitch that I freaked out and totally believed every word you two said, alright? I'm leaving now." Walking down the chipped paint and cracked walkway, Axel casually threw up a hand and waved. "Oh. Have a nice da—"
"Wait!" Sora ran after him and grabbed his arm, stopping him just before his foot crossed over onto the sidewalk. "You have to—"
"Finish my deliveries, if you don't mind." Axel sneered down at Sora. He was hot, tired, and really, really annoyed with everything in general. He did not need some stupid false superstitions on top of that. "That woman is some piece of work," he shook his head before he casually flipped his braid back over his shoulder. Inhaling a calming breath (he would get back at that blonde haired chick later) he could clearly see the hurt in the boy's blue eyes as he snatched his arm back from the brunet, but he could not find it in him to care. Ignoring Sora's stuttered protesting, Axel turned away from Sora.
Once more Axel found he could not move forward. He turned his head slowly to look at his obstacle over his shoulder. Eyes that were blue but were not glared back into his bright green eyes. Again, he fought the rebellion against warning signs blaring in his head as he met that gaze. Golden depths had taken him in once again.
Roxas's mouth was moving, he noticed. The soft, slightly chapped looking lips were making delicate movements as if the blond were spelling out something just for him…
"…fool." The one word had sliced through the mesmerizing enchantment, and Axel shook his head because Roxas's moving lips were indeed vocalizing words. With a glare that was still clouded by confusion, Axel was not happy at all to be insulted but something forced him to continue to listen. "You are an idiot and you will get what you deserve. " Here Roxas turned to Sora and met his eyes though he continued to speak at Axel. "It will be your own fault when you are carried off to the hospital. No one else's."
Something was being said between the two; Axel knew the world was rolling its eyes at how obvious it was. Even still, as he gave the two a disbelieving, angered huff of "huh," and freed himself from Roxas's grip, he could not figure out what the blond meant. No one else's fault, huh? Were they going to attempt to attack him or something—
Eyes widening and steps halting, Axel realized that he had, if only just a little, began to take the two boys behind him seriously. Why would that even happen? How could it happen? Roxas and Sora had not said much to back up their claim of being jinxed, only argued to Axel to stop and…and what? Don't leave? Stay there with them?
And he still thought, in any realm of existence, they were quite possibly-just maybe-almost-sort of telling the truth?
The growl he released carried on the wind and into his ears, making his own steps beat harder on the cracked pavement. One full step off of their stupid property and noth—
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Beep…
Beep…
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A groan made its way from his throat, his eyebrows furrowing as he attempted to further sleep.
Beep…
Beep…
Once more he groaned. Would that beeping never cease?
Disturbing the cocoon of welcome warmth, he groped into the air for his alarm clock. He became puzzled when nothing made itself evident immediately but was not completely surprised. There had been plenty of instances in which he had knocked his alarm clock down onto the brown carpeted floor, but usually the thing went off louder as revenge. Instead of loud music of various genres there was a steady rhythmic beeping that, no matter how much he willed it so, refused to stop.
Eyes still closed he pushed himself up into a sitting position, his warm blankets falling from his upper body and pooling around his waist. He ignored the beeping in favor of yawning and rubbing his eyes. The alarm did it. He was now awake.
"You're not dead?" someone with a voice that for some reason irritated him shrieked at him with disbelief, but instead of panic and jump out of his bed he calmly nodded his reply.
"Yeah. Not dead," he echoed though it was a few second later that he had realized what he had said. Not dead? What did that have to do with anything?
Forcing his eyes open, Axel took in his surrounding and instantly his mouth flew open. "Where the hell am I?" his green eyes swept the room back and forth rapidly. The walls around him were white and the floor was a glossed tile patter of swirled light and dark browns. A television hung in one corner of the room, the wall next to it with a large open window that made the shear yellow curtains sway in the cool breeze. Across the window was an open space where Axel was positive a door should have been but was, for some reason, not. And perhaps the most confusing of all was the sight the greeted him when he looked farther to the side.
"Larxene?" Axel frowned, noticing for the first time that his voice was gritty and his throat was dry. Why was that? What was going on? Wh—
"You fail." Larxene called out to him and laughed when Axel turned to face her with a raised eyebrow. What did he fail exactly? "You failed the hazing." She rolled her large green eyes and crossed her arms and legs at the same time. "Though you did survive, so I guess I'll let you pass…this one time." the finality in her tone of voice made Axel roll his eyes and turn away from her. It was then that he noticed the many machines and wires connecting from them to him. The IV in his arm did not do much to dispel the sour taste in his mouth as realization dawned on him.
He was in the hospital.
"Great…" he murmured with a shake of his head. He was more than positive that somewhere out there, just on the edge of Bottle/Bolt's package delivery was a blond boy laughing at him. Fantas-freaking-tic.
"Larxene, how did I end up in the hospital?" Axel inwardly cringed at the hysterical laughter peeling itself from the blonde haired woman.
"You don't remember?" she teased him as she ran a hand through red spikes that was immediately slapped away.
"Just tell me," Axel glared at her and exhaled slowly, still digesting the fact that he was lying up in a hospital bed. "What. Happened." It did not feel like anything was broken or recently stitched up so, aside from the bandages, what was he doing here?
Larxene rolled her eyes and flicked a perfectly manicured had his way. "Fine, fine. I'll tell you." Her eyes glittered at him. "It was the delivery." She said boldly then leaned back in the chair as if that explained it all.
"The delivery?" Axel was sure his anger was mirrored perfectly on his face. "The delivery to the Strife house?" He almost tore out of his bed and punched her in the face when she nodded evenly, the smile that was more a smirk still on her face. Instead he shook his head and turned to her demanding she explained in perfect detail what she knew.
The smirk faded from her glossed pink lips momentarily at the threat in the redhead's voice and Axel mentally smirked at the thought of Larxene not liking his attitude. That, while a minute detail, could be useful later on…
Call it petty, but he was still annoyed with the woman.
"Fine," Larxene spoke, unknowingly snapping Axel out of his thoughts. "You want to know what happened? I'll tell you." She stood from her chair and walked toward Axel. When she bent down to see him face to face, she had her hands on her shoulders and the smirk Axel was beginning to despise larger on her lips. "You were lucky," here she frowned and glared as she spat the word out like venom before she continued with a smile. "but you were hit. By a car."
There was silence. Mind numbing, eardrum shattering silence for a no more than a minute before Axel broke it. A sound of disbelief that was more of a sarcastic 'did you really just say that?' remark than an actual exclaim of surprise made itself known as Axel glared at Larxene and asked without question mark, "What."
