Hello! Here we are with the second chapter! ^^ Just a reminder that ShadowOfThePheonix on deviantArt wrote this one and I'll be writing the next one.
The walk was very calming, the wind making Roxas stay close to the redhead, who seemed much warmer. The blonde's cheeks and nose tinted red as they walked, the wintery weather proving not his cup of tea.
"What's your uncle like?" Roxas asked suddenly, looking up at his new friend in curiosity.
"In a nutshell; he's... different." Axel laughed, not knowing quite how to explain it. "He's a good guy, though! Don't get me wrong!"
"Sounds like Cloud..." Roxas sighed, trying not to sound troubled. He failed epically. Axel decided to drop it though, to keep Roxas's smile on his face. The trees disappeared more and more as the two of them approached an apartment complex, creepily silent. It had a certain cheer to it though, one Roxas couldn't explain. It was huge, with a clock at the top and big balcony with a few tables and chairs. Distracted by it all, Roxas slipped and face-planted into some mud. Just before he hit the ground, though he was sure he had, Axel had quickly grabbed the other male and helped him up.
"Hey, you all right?" Axel smirked.
"I'm sorry! I'm just... clumsy... seems like my brother got all the coordination. Haha..." Roxas laughed nervously and scratched his head.
Axel raised an eyebrow. Brother? I know I just met the guy but I didn't know he had a brother... Hmm. Wonder if he's as cute? Axel laughed at himself a little.
"Want me to carry you up the stairs then, ya klutz?" Axel teased, poking Roxas' shoulder who looked down in embarrassment. DAMN IT. Way to go, Roxas, screw this one up why don't ya, the blond thought glumly.
They walked in silence up a few flights of stairs until Axel unlocked the door to his place. "Well, it's not much, but hey, it's home."
The apartment was cleaner than Roxas had imagined, and everything was perfectly placed; a fireplace and an X-box, a big couch, a lot for two people. Speaking of the X-box, a guy was playing some airplane shooting game on the couch, looking stunningly like Axel himself. His crimson red hair was pulled back and he had goggles on his head.
"Roxas, this is my uncle," Axel introduced them.
"Hey, I'm Reno. Nice to meet you." The other man grinned.