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Naked chapter 2

Axel hummed as he sat in the back of his study hall and pulled out the journal. He felt bad that he continued reading the deepest secrets of a person; but it was addicting, whoever this journal belonged too was a better writer than most of the authors he read—which wasn't many. It just saddened him that, whoever this kid was, he had a rough life.

"Axel, are you doing something productive?" The study hall teacher asked him.

"Yes, I'm reading."

The teacher didn't ask any more questions, worried she would scare Axel away from the book.

Axel rolled his eyes and opened the journal to the marker he had put in it. He'd been reading the book for the past few days, and there was still no mention of any way of returning it. He sighed; "I'll just have to keep reading until I find something…."

April 7th, 2010

"It's hard having absolutely no one to talk too. Having to keep all your worries and problems locked up inside, nobody around to give you guidance. I would talk to mom, but being a single mother is hard, she's always working and doesn't have a lot of free time. Cloud isn't around often either so it's just me…. I just wish I wasn't having such a rough time at school."

"Mom?" Roxas asked walking into the kitchen on that Tuesday morning. He sighed not seeing his mother around; "she must have not come home last night…"

He grabbed a box of cereal and a bowl. He didn't mind having cereal every morning, but it doesn't mean he didn't miss the warm home cooked meals his mother used to make. That was back when Cloud still lived at home; he was always the favorite son.

He sighed shoving food into his mouth quickly. He didn't have a lot of time this morning, since he'd have to walk to school.

He finished up his cereal and placed the bowl in the sink.

He quickly grabbed a sticky note and scribbled a small little note for his mother.

"Went to school, see you later.

-R"

He left the note on the counter and quickly rushed out of the house.

Gym, he hated it with every fiber of his being. He sighed hiding in the bathroom stall with his gym clothes. He refused to change in front of everybody else. He was thin, pale, and very unattractive. He didn't need to be teased along with being alone.

He quickly changed and walked out of the stall, and was almost hit in the face with a shirt.

"Sorry!" Axel shouted running over to grab the fallen shirt. That's all he said, he didn't even give him a second glance before running back over to his loud friends.

Roxas sighed watching his retreating form. HE was perfect in his eyes. Sure he heard the rumors about him, but he knew there was more to him than people could see. He was the only reason Roxas didn't ditch gym every day. He liked the excuse to watch Axel from afar. Did that make him a stalker? Oh well, it was worth it. He sure didn't have enough guts to talk to the obnoxious red head himself.

He huffed and walked out into the gym. He went directly over to his self-proclaimed corner on the bleachers and sat down. He pulled his knees up to his chest as he watched all the other students file into the gym.

It wasn't long before the gym teacher –Xigbar—blew his whistle to get everybody's attention. Every day he hoped Xigbar didn't notice him, so he wouldn't have to participate.

"Strife, get your butt down here!" Xigbar yelled.

He sighed and slowly stood up and descended the steps. He awkwardly stood close to Kairi and her group of cheerleading friends.

"Thank you." He mumbled; "now we're playing volley ball. Stand in a straight line so I can split you off into teams."

Roxas made his way to the end of the line; he stood a few awkward feet away. He stared at his sneakers as Xigbar numbered people off. When he got to him he stopped, "and three. Now ones verses threes down at that end of the gym! Twos verses fours on that end."

Roxas slowly walked to the opposite end of the gym, as he got closer to his "team" his heart started to speed up. Axel was on his team. He was laughing and joking around with his friends; from the look of it, everybody picked him to be the team captain.

"Does anyone have a preference of position they play?" He asked.

"I do…" Riku smirked, obviously twisting what he said into something perverted.

Axel rolled his eyes; "hilarious. I'm serious; Xigbar will kick my ass if we don't get moving."

Riku shrugged; "I don't really care."

Axel sighed; "fine, I'll serve, everyone else just go stand somewhere."

Roxas sighed going to stand in one of the filler positions. He stood in the correct way, not wanting to look too stupid. Luckily for him the ball never really came his way. He had hit the ball maybe twice the whole first game. In the second game, he wasn't so lucky. After the first serve from the other team, the ball was sent straight for his face; unfortunately it hit his target.

He groaned keeping his eyes shut tight.

"Are you ok?" Somebody asked him.

"He totally got distracted by me." Kairi said "whispering" to Yuffie who giggled.

"Shut up Kairi, you're not all that." Demyx retorted.

"Are you ok?" The person repeated again.

Roxas slowly opened his eyes, and groaned again when the world was spinning. A blurry fiery figure stood above him.

"Oh my god his nose is bleeding!" Kairi screeched.

Xigbar rushed over with a pile of tissues. He carefully pressed them against Roxas' nose. "Can you hold these?"

Roxas nodded slightly grabbing the wad of tissues.

"Good. Keep your head tilted forward. Axel, take Strife here to the nurse."

His heart started to speed up when Axel was asked to escort him. He was about to protest, but the read head was already helping him up.

"Come on blondie, let's get going."

The whole walk to the nurse was silent and awkward. Axel was holding onto Roxas' arm to make sure he didn't run into anything, since he was looking down and still slightly dizzy.

"What happened here?" The nurse asked as they walked into the room.

"A volley ball got friendly with his face." Axel answered, leading Roxas to a chair.

"Axel, can't you be civil about anything?" Aerith asked as she slowly removed the tissues from Roxas' nose.

Axel shrugged; "it's who I am Aerith."

She rolled her eyes and gently pressed around Roxas' nose. "Does this hurt?"

"No." Roxas said quietly.

"Good." She gave him new tissues. "It isn't broken. Once the bleeding stops, you can go back to class."

She looked over at Axel. "You get to go back to class now."

Axel sighed; "fine!" He was quickly ushered out.

By the time he felt well enough to leave, it was lunch time. He headed back to the locker room and changed quickly.

He had forgotten to pack a lunch, and wasn't in the mood to stand in line. So he found a nice corner to sit in. He pulled out his head phones and plugged them in, he scrolled through his ipod until he found a band that sounded good to him.

He was enjoying his time alone when a banana peel flew right at his face. He picked the peel off his lap –where it had landed—and pulled his head phones out. He looked around for the owner of the peel.

"Oh sorry, did that hit you?" A smug boy asked, his friends all snickering around him.

Roxas didn't respond, he only sighed and tossed the peel aside.

"You're such a freak; I've seen you sit in this corner all year. Do you even have any friends?"

Roxas didn't respond again, he only stared up at him.

This annoyed the guy; he grunted and grabbed his hair roughly. "Answer me when I talk to you freak."

Roxas flinched when he did. "Let go please."

"Oh so the freak talks!" He let go / shoved his head away, making it hit the wall behind him. "Get some friends or something; I'm sick of seeing you." The guys then walked away.

Roxas held back the tears as he rubbed the sore spot on his head. He made finding friends sound so easy, it's not like he didn't want them…nobody talked to him…or listened. He slowly stood up and headed to his last class.

"I'm home." Roxas mumbled kicking his shoes off at the door.

"Mom?" He walked into the kitchen. He sighed when she wasn't there. "MOM?" He shouted in case she was somewhere else in the house. When there was no answer sighed again.

The note he left on the counter was missing, so she must have been home. He sighed; "I guess its ramen again tonight."

"So many things are rushing through my head. I guess all I have to talk to is you Journal."

Axel sighed softly he was starting to feel bad for having kept the journal for so long. But he didn't want to turn it into the office; how sure was he that it'd get back to the owner? Who was the owner? He was almost sure he was in his grade. A lot of things he'd read about, he remembered happening. He just didn't remember all those involved. Axel wasn't exactly the most observant guy.

He put the journal back into his back pack when the bell rang. He left the class room after harassing the teacher for a minute. As he walked to his next class, he couldn't help but feel anxious knowing that the owner of the journal was around here somewhere.

He wanted to find him, as soon as possible. He had so many questions to ask, almost like a fan boy in anticipation of meeting his hero.

He wanted to be his friend, if he hadn't gained any in the three years since the journal was started. He wanted to listen to him, to the best of the ability that Axel could listen to anything. Out of everything, he wanted to hold the boy the most.

As he walked to his next class; Roxas passed him in the hallway. He was clutching his arms to his chest, eyes glued to Axel the whole time.

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