Finally, onto the next chapter!!
"Talking."
'Thinking.' or 'noises'
Flashbacks
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Last Chapter…
Mentally he cursed the fates messing with his life and sighed.
Then Roxas shifted, and apparently for his bladder it was much too sudden of a movement, because he winced as he felt his muscles clench. So instead he took to sliding slowly towards Axel on the bench. It was something that didn't require too much effort on Roxas' part and pleased his bladder as well. But his stomach clenched this time for a different reason.
"Axel," he whispered. He stopped when he was leaning over Axel's head. "Axel, wake up…"
Now On With The Chapter…
The blond hesitated as he hovered closer to his friend. Sure he needed to desperately go to the bathroom and everything, but he didn't want to bother Axel to just go to the bathroom. Roxas sighed and knew that whether he liked it or not, he was going to end up waking Axel. That's when a smirk grew on his face and he held in a laugh. At first it seemed like an incredibly stupid idea, but the more he thought about it, that much more he was determined to carry it out.
Roxas stretched his fingers out, and held them over Axel's face.
"Axel? You awake?" he asked first, making sure Axel was asleep. When he recieved no notion that Axel was awake, he moved in.
Poke
The first poke was into Axels cheek. Said redhead didn't wince or twitch his face, which gave Roxas a greater incentive to continue to poke his friend.
"Axel, stupid, wake up." Again, Axel didn't twitch much, and Roxas found the smirk on his face continueing to grow as he formulated a very evil plan in the depths of his mind. Roxas leaned over Axel's face, hovering a foot or so over him, kneeling so he could accomplish his evil plan better.
"Axel~," He cooed, his breath unintentionally brushing over Axel's face, "Sweetie, wake up." Axel's face twitched but nothing else. And it twitched because, oh, just for the little fact that Axel was indeed awake. He had been the entire time, just with his eyes closed enjoying the sauna. But when Roxas thought that he had fallen asleep... Well, this was turning out to be interesting. And it took a lot for Axel not to laugh at Roxas' voice. Honestly, he sounded like a mom trying to get her child up. The redhead smirked internally.
"Nooo Roxy," He sleepily moaned, "Come back to bed." His smirking was almost ready to burst and he thought, 'What are you gonna do know blondie?'
Well, it was needless to say that Roxas was stunned. He was confused. No, he was much more than that, he was absolutely confounded. It didn't make sense as to why Axel had said his name, telling him to come back to bed. It really didn't help in the next moment when Roxas' imagination went wild with ideas and he flinched as they became very graphic. Roxas let out a strangled groan and Axel almost lost his cover when he almost became overcome with laughter. Instead he thought of another step further he could take it.
"Roxas," He absolutely moaned with pleasure. Not very loud albeit, but it was enough that Roxas heard it. And enough that Roxas turned the shade of a ripened tomato. Axel felt very proud of himself, and deemed that it was time for him to 'wake up.' Axel moved his shoulders, stretching them a bit, and craned his neck. Fluttering his eyes open gracefully as he woke up, he put on a mask of confusion when he looked at Roxas, who was still hovering over him.
"'lo Roxas," Axel murmured, voice deep and intentionally sultry. He smirked a little as he saw Roxas' face increase in redness. And he snorted slightly as Roxas let out a strangled groaning noise, then lost his balance. Roxas didn't fall very far, just backwards onto his butt with a little "Ooph!" Axel couldn't help but laugh harder as Roxas shot a glare at him, or maybe it was more like daggers, but he decided it didn't matter.
"Something the matter Roxas?" He then asked, still chuckling as he sat up and faced the blond. It pleased the redhead greatly that Roxas was now pouting and completely red in the face, it couldn't have made his day any better than it was currently. Roxas was working his jaw, like he was trying to say something, get something out, but a look of confusion would then appear on his face and his jaw would close again. Everytime it opened and closed it came with a nearly silent pop. Axel had a hard time keeping his composure. Finally Roxas found something to say.
"What w-were you... I-I just..."
And then again maybe not.
As for Roxas, his thoughts were more or less completely scrambled around, like eggs. So thus, his speaking ability was around the same state. Out of anyone, ESPECIALLY Axel, moaning his name, it just had to be a joke... right? Some horrible, terrible, ill-conceived joke right?! As he was trying to work out the possibilities and complications in his head, Roxas also worked on fighting his blush down that he could feel searing across his face.
"Is something wrong Rox?" Axel asked after a couple minutes, Roxas still not having said anything. Well, anything coherent that is.
And Roxas just looked at him. Still not saying anything, just looking at him. He looked like he was staring at a puzzle, trying to figure out where the pieces go. The longer he just looked at Axel, the more conflicted the look on his face become. First it was uncertain, then it became irritated, and then settled into something sad. It wasn't like Roxas, not the Roxas he knew. He had never seen that look on the blonds face. It looked terrible, something that belonged on the face of a heartbroken lover, not Roxas. Not the one he cared about.
"Roxas," Axel began, and reached out to touch Roxas' shoulder but the blond pulled away before his fingers touched him and stood up.
"I'm going back to the room, later," Roxas muttered, shaking his head. 'It doesn't matter,' he thought, 'It doesn't matter whether I care for him or not... It'd just never work out.' And Roxas had to struggle to maintain his composure as a wave of despair hit him. Tossing his towel over his shoulder he muttered, "Have fun." Then he glanced at Axel for a moment, as Axel was watching him carefully.
The typical smile that was always on the redhead's face was replaced with a small frown and a look of concern. Axel didn't look very happy, but Roxas wasn't in the mood to talk about it, and he doubted that Axel was either. Maybe Axel would tell him what he needed to know when he was ready. He honestly couldn't say what was going to happen between him and Axel now. Roxas couldn't go on forever ignoring the fact that he had fallen in love with his best friend. And all of this, all that just happened, it felt like Axel was making a joke of it. So he looked away and walked out of the sauna without a glance back.
Axel sighed and ran a hand through his fire-colored hair.
'Well that could have gone better.'
-Later That Day-
One yelling cry came from room 210. A few seconds later another could be heard followed by a resounding 'thump' against a door. Like something was being thrown and making contact with something. So as could be figured, Roxas was not a happy camper.
There he was, sitting in the middle of the bed in the master suite, sitting among all the pillows like they were a collection of stuffed animals. Roxas huffed angrily and growled as he grabbed another pillow. Blue eyes narrowed as he studied the pillow. It was red, like nearly everything else was in the room. All of it was some shade of red and it all reminded Roxas of one thing.
'That stupid,'
He pulled his arm back. Fingers digging into the material.
'Flaming,'
Further back.
'Sexy,'
Loaded, locked on and ready to fire.
'Axel!'
Roxas growl turned into another cry as he let the pillow fly across the room, hitting the door dead center. It fell to the floor joining other unlucky pillows in a heap. He flopped backwards into the bed, enveloping himself in the pillows and many blankets. His hair got a bit in his eyes, but he really didn't care all that much. He thought that he should care about how he just left Axel, without so much as telling the redhead about any one thing that was bothering him. Roxas couldn't bring himself to feel bad about it though.
Roxas basked in the silence for while, his fingers crushing the material between his digits to distract himself. What he really needed was to straighten out his mind. He really needed to get his priorities in order. Roxas had to understand and figure out what he was supposed to do from here. He really needed this alone time.
But apparently, some higher force decided to settle for something different.
"Hey Roxy," Roxas could almost hear the smirk on Axel's face, "What's crackin?" The blonde buried his head into a pillow and openly groaned. 'I hope whoever is up there is having a damn good laugh right about now!' Roxas angrily thought.
And believe me, they were.
Oh, I love pillows :D
roxy just loooves pillows too :3 (read&review&thanks),
Peachi Bunni
