Roxas is living the life of finally owning an apartment all to himself. But what he doesn't count on, is the unexpected roommate living with him. Axel x Roxas.
And here we go with chapter two, brought to you by me and Jessie!
Jessie: Has anyone noticed how awesome Will and Grace is? I've always loved it but if you picture Will: Roxas, Grace: Naminé, Jack: Marluxia and Karen: Larxene things just get a WHOLE lot funnier! Seriously, try it sometime!
P.S Joanne, will we ever put a disclaimer on this?
Joanne: God I hate disclaimers… If we owned the rights to Kingdom Hearts… Well...Damn, imagine the things we could've done...(Hint, hint…Akuroku…) and various other things.
A red head walked around the apartment floors disinterestedly. He had nothing better to do and was just killing time as he walked around the complex. Up one floor, down two floors, down one more floor, and then up four floors.
He had just stepped out of the door that led into the stairwell when a blond hurriedly walked past him with a heavy looking cardboard box in hand.
He would've helped, but he found it much more entertaining to watch instead. After the blond stepped through an opened apartment, the box was dropped, and something probably fragile broke by the sounds of it. The blond ignored it as he wiped his forehead clear of sweat, looked around the new place and went back out again.
Probably to get some more of his stuffs and belongings.
The red head invited himself inside, since the door was left wide open, letting out a low whistle at the messy sight. He decided to tell the kid that leaving the door open, even just for a little while, is awfully dangerous. Since guys like him often roamed about the place and go in uninvited and stuffs.
The place wasn't so much as messy as it was cluttered with boxes of various sizes and weights.
There was already a table, in between the kitchen and the living room. And there were already furniture lying about in the living room in a barely thought out decorative way.
He walked around, careful not to bump into any boxes and peered inside the other rooms. There was the toilet, it was bare. No towels, no boxes, no floor mats, no nothing. Nada, zilch, zip.
The red head shook his head and then peered into what he assumed was the bedroom. There was an empty cabinet, an empty closet, a table by the bedside, some boxes, a couple of suitcases and bags and what not. There was already a bed frame, but it was without a box spring or a mattress.
The red head figured that the blond must still be moving things around.
His question was answered when the blond returned a few seconds later with another not quite so heavy box in hand.
The red head figured it was time for an introduction as he leaned on the wall, "Hey, the name's Axel. Got it memorized?" he smirked and was promptly ignored.
He didn't care though, he was ignored practically twenty-four/seven.
The blond was out of the apartment within seconds and the red head shrugged as he pushed himself off the wall and walked towards one of the couches, "Don't mind if I do." He grinned as he sat himself down on the couch and propped his feet up on the coffee table.
He watched the shorter boy move back and forth the whole day. It made him feel tired just watching and he yawned to prove his point.
Eventually though, the blond decided to call it a day, shower up, change into some clean clothes and retire to bed.
"Pretty rude for a host, don't cha think?" he asked as he stepped inside the room in time to see the boy snuggle himself into bed and proceeded to dream.
The blond had moved in the box spring and the mattress roughly an hour ago.
Axel huffed as he stood by the bed and watched as the blond slept and dreamt away, uncaring of the outside world. And then he smirked as he leaned over, just close enough but not too close, drew in a quiet breath, and blew into the blonds' face.
The blond murmured something in his sleep, buried himself deeper into his bed and then proceeded to drown the red head and the world out.
Axel scoffed, but decided to leave the boy and go pester some other guys a couple of floors down below. He wondered what the guy on the second floor was doing tonight as he walked out of the apartment and took the stairwell down below.
He came back to visit the next morning and he could tell, with the way the blonds' feet were dragging and shuffling on the floor, that the blond was still tired from lack of sleep and energy and his muscles were probably sore. What, with his constant wincing and whatever.
"You know, if you wanted some help, you could've just asked." He smirked as he walked along side the blond who continued to go about his new life settling into the apartment. He was ignored again.
Axel clicked his tongue and wiggled one finger into his ear as he stared at the blond who was opening up various boxes and emptying its contents into various cupboards and drawers and cabinets in the kitchen.
He huffed again as he walked up to the blond who was busy rearranging the cutleries and what not in the drawers. He noticed that the blond was pretty short and wondered how old he was.
"You're about eighteen right? Nineteen maybe? Definitely not twenty." He spoke to the boy, who again, ignored him, so the red head decided to draw in a quiet breath and blow into the blonds' ear.
He got a small reaction from the blond, a reaction which was just a small shudder and a shrug, but Axel couldn't help but smile a little bit.
"Hey, that's a pretty good start you know? Maybe I should do that more often." He grinned as the blond closed the drawer and proceeded to tidy up the cabinet where the plates, bowls and other stuffs were kept.
The red head hung around the apartment and watched as the new owner tried to sort everything into a good, clean order.
"Pretty slow kid. I would've been done by now." He spoke as he brought up his hands to look at his fingernails. "Hm…"
After a shower and another change of clothes, the blond retired to bed earlier than yesterday and fell asleep.
Axel noticed how the blonds' face was buried into the blankets this time and he almost pouted, but he noticed the feet sticking out and he couldn't help himself. He drew in another breath and blew onto the exposed feet.
He almost laughed out loud when the boy's toes wiggled in the coldness before the blond got up, tugged on a pair of socks he got from a random suitcase and then went back to sleep.
"Man, you're no fun." He sighed and watched as the boy quietly snoozed away. After a few more minutes of watching, he decided to check up on the guy who lived two floors up above.
He was back again the next morning, and noticed that the blond had yet to get up, so he decided to wait and sit on the couch.
It wasn't until the sun was almost halfway in the sky that somebody knocked on the door. He considered looking out the peephole to catch of glimpse of who it was, but he decided to get the blond instead.
"Yoohoo, I think you've got a visitor." He brought up as he walked up to the bed and leaned over to peer at the sleeping boy. "I would get the door for you, but you know, that would be so rude of me." He smirked and was just about to blow into the blonds' face again when another knock was heard and the boy definitely woke up this time, "Oh bugger…" he frowned as the blond got up from his bed and proceeded towards the door.
Axel couldn't help but quirk up an eyebrow in surprise at the guest. The blond seemed happy to see her.
What was her name? Naminé? The red head scoffed and rolled his eyes, "Whatever…"
He didn't like the way she made herself almost at home, even if it was by the blonds' invite. She was looking through his stuffs, cleaning up the whole place and touching things she shouldn't be touching.
"Don't you have any manners? You shouldn't touch stuffs that don't belong to you, you know?" he shook his head in shame as he crossed his arms at her, "Even I resisted, and I'm pretty well known for my wandering hands." He wiggled his fingers to prove his point.
The blond came out of his bathroom after he freshened up and they went on to make his apartment look a little bit more livable.
And then he heard his name.
What was it? Roxas? The red head peered at the blond with a raised eyebrow, "And you couldn't tell me that yourself? I had to be introduced to you by her? What was her name again? Nameni? Nameneh? Whatever…" he gave up trying.
They continued to exchange various sort of conversations as they alphabetized the DVD's and looked through some more boxes and what not.
"So Nam, I can call you Nam right? After all, you call him Rox." He nudged his head at the blond as he stared at her while she picked up a lamp with a broken light bulb, "And you better be careful, don't want to cut up that pretty skin of yours." He commented and spotted the broken glass in the box.
He watched as she carefully placed the lamp back in after a few more word with Roxas and then proceeded to look into another box.
"You know what?" he brought up as he peered into the box in mild surprise, "I think you have a problem Rox. Nobody has this kind of a fetish with clocks." He remarked as he stared in amazement, "Even Nam looks sort of freak, now ain't I right?" he brought up while she was in the middle of talking and then she stopped.
Axel and Roxas wondered what was wrong with her.
The blond looked at her with a mixed expression of worry, "Naminé?"
She blinked, "Sorry, zoned out back there."
"Yeah, scared the shit out of me, what's up?" the blond asked as he walked away from the glass cabinet towards her with a worried expression on his face, "Maybe you should rest."
The red head stood out of the way as they talked.
"No, no, it's not that." The girl shook her head in an attempt to get her point across, "Did you know you have a ghost in your apartment?"
Axel almost had a heart attack.
"Can you see me?" the red head asked as he looked into the blonde's eyes, and then he scoffed at himself, "Of course you can't see me. But can you hear me?" he waved a hand in front of her but she made no movement to acknowledge him as she continued to talk to Roxas.
He sighed almost sadly as he sat down quietly on the couch, "You really got my hopes up you know?"
The red head kept quiet as he watched the two converse a little while before the doorbell rang and two knocks resounded. He didn't bother to get up from the couch as Rox and Nam walked over towards the door.
Axel almost bolted out of his seat when he saw the two new guests.
"What the hell are you guys doing here?" he asked mainly himself as the four people chatted and introduced each other.
He had been avoiding them. Not for any particular reason. The two new comers just reminded him too much of something he really missed.
He noticed the way that Roxas' hand had gone up to the blonds' shoulder and he couldn't help but wonder how close they were in terms of relationships.
After a few more words were exchanged, the door was closed and they ran around the apartment to clean up as much as they could before they let the other two in.
He watched as the two shuffled the boxes into his room and close it up, "Hey, no fair. You never bothered to clean up for me." He whined and watched as Roxas poured juice into some cups, "And you never offered me anything to drink either! That's so mean!"
He watched as the dirty haired blond peeked into Roxas' DVD collection, brought up something about movie marathon night before he joined them in the kitchen area.
The red head sighed and walked over to join them, "So Dem, sorry I haven't gone to see you in a while. You too Zex." He nodded at the silver haired boy, "I've been just," he shrugged, "Yea, you know." He left it at that.
He sighed as he brought up a hand to scratch the back of his head, "So…how's Kairi doing? Is she ok?" he asked them, even though he knew he'd never get an answer from them.
He noticed the slight drop in mood from the blonde and he wondered if she could understand the way he was feeling.
"You ok Nam?" Roxas asked, in the middle of raising his cup to his lip.
"Yeah, I just feel sad for some reason." she replied quietly.
Axel sighed again, "Hey, at least you sort of understand me." He smiled a little ruefully and wondered if he should stay behind and watch the lively interaction that the four people were sharing, or leave to find himself some solitude.
He stayed, for a while, before he decided that he needed to take a walk and get some fresh air.
But he came back in time to see Demyx and Zexion leaving the apartment that belonged to Roxas. And couldn't help but overhear their conversation.
"Naminé is cute!" the dirty haired blond grinned while the silver haired boy sighed.
"I don't think you should be talking about Roxas' girlfriend like that."
"What?" he whined, "It's true though."
The red head decided to head his separate way at the stairwell as he walked up the stairs to the top floor and check up on that guy with an eye-patch.
Now in case none of you (or a few) noticed, this was pretty much the same thing as chapter one, except that it was done in Axel's point of view.
But don't y'all worry now, it ain't gonna stay that way throughout the whole story.
So you may either breathe a sigh of relief, or groan in defeat. Lawls.
Jessie: If it wasn't for date rape I'd never get laidddd!!! (Singing a song people)
Joanne: Don't go lookin' at me…
