Axel Rox Ass

Chapter 2- The Prep

The bell rang shrilly in Roxas's ear, signaling the end of school and the end of Roxas's nap. Groggily, he got up out of his chair and gracefully slumped over to his locker. As he was pulling out his Trigonometry book, his phone vibrated in his back pocket. The text Roxas just received read:

-Hey. Meet me in the parking lot. XIII

It was from Axel, naturally. Roxas shoved the rest of his things into his book bag and trudged his way to Axel's parking space. 'Good thing I got a ride from Namine this morning. I hope Axel had enough common sense to bring his car today…'

Roxas rounded the last car in the row and smacked his forehead with his hand. 'Of course not.' Sitting next to where Axel was standing was Axel's motorcycle, a custom made chopper. Axel had a huge, fox-like grin on his face as he talked on the phone with someone. He looked up and, seeing Roxas, said goodbye and slipped the phone into a pocket.

"C'mon Roxy. That was my boss on the phone and they're a little shorthanded so I'm supposed to be there ten minutes ago!" Axel handed Roxas a helmet and got on the bike, kick started it and waited for Roxas.

"We're riding your motorcycle to work?" Roxas asked.

"What? I can't hear you!" Axel shouted. "C'mon, let's go!" Axel pulled on Roxas's arm, pushing on his shoulder to sit Roxas behind him. "Hold on!" he shouted over his shoulder.

Axel took off, leaving Roxas to clutch at the back of his shirt, scared out of his wits, until they came to a stop so he could grip Axel's waist. "Jesus, Ax, do you want to get pulled over for speeding?"

"No. But I'm late, so I'm privileged." He chuckled and with that said, Axel sped off again, going at least fifteen miles over the speed limit.

By the time they got there, Roxas was wondering why his hair was so messily askew while Axel's hair, even being under a helmet, still retained those soft spikes sticking straight out of his head. Roxas asked and Axel replied offhandedly, "Magic, of course," and then walked into the building where the photo shoot was taking place. Roxas followed and was shortly tackled by something calling his name.

The person who tackled Roxas picked him up and swung him around before setting him on his feet. "Oh Axel, he's perfect. A friend of yours, I assume? Oh yes, he'll do nicely. I'm glad you two are so close. It'd be very awkward to pair you with a stranger for this shoot." He just kept rambling on and on before Axel cut him off.

"Roxas, I'd like you to meet me and my dad's manager, Gerard. He's a flaming rainbow, just by the way."

"Um, good to know? Nice to meet you." Roxas held out his hand and smiled sweetly.

"Oh Axel, you've got a keeper here! Come here Roxy and give Gerr a hug!" Gerard practically glomped Roxas and pulled both students along. He started to explain the photo shoot, but Roxas didn't pay attention.

Arriving at a large room filled with people, ranging from photographers to hair and makeup personnel standing at their stations, Gerard called out, "Okay everyone! We've got a replacement for Ian." He waved at Roxas. "They both have to leave ASAP, so let's get moving!" One second after he was done talking a mob of people descended upon the two, pulling them into a different room.

"Hey! Axel! Where are they taking me?!" Roxas started to freak out a bit.

"Didn't you hear Gerard?" Seeing the blank stare he was getting, he added, "You're the replacement model."

Silence reigned. Then, "What."

Axel chuckled. "Yeah. It'll be fine though. You'll be with me the whole time. It's going to be easy. Just don't freak out when they want you to change in front of them." Axel was stopped from saying more when a clothing designer flung a pair of jeans at him. He immediately started stripping, so Roxas turned to the girl leading him around.

She walked up to a long rack of jeans and plucked one from the left side. "Try these. They may be a little long, but I can hem them quick." Roxas stared at her, not really comprehending and she said, "Come on, we don't have all day!" The look in her eye that said 'Don't fuck with me' is what told Roxas to get moving. He slipped on the jeans, surprised at the fit. "Oh good, no hemming. Alright, go to makeup." She shoved him through the next door.

After a small fiasco with a straightening iron, eyeliner and some "eyelash tinter" ("I KNOW IT'S FUCKING MASCARA, DAMMIT!" –Roxas), he was escorted to where Gerard and Axel were waiting with the photographer. They were then instructed to sir on the white couch and act like a couple. "Axel, you know what we want, right?" Gerard winked.

"Of course." Axel turned to Roxas. "I'm sorry if it's uncomfortable, but I'll try my best to make it the least stressful for you, okay?" he whispered in Roxas's ear.

"It's alright. It's not like I'll need to make out with you or anything," Roxas scoffed.

"Well…" Axel started to grin.

"Oh dear God, save me from the horrors of this world-"

Axel chuckled and pulled Roxas on top of him, both of them falling on the couch. Axel quickly pinned Roxas underneath him. "Show me what you're made of, hot stuff." Roxas blushed like crazy and the camera snapped.

"That's great you two! Keep it up!"

Axel stared at Roxas, eyes smoldering. He leaned to lick Roxas's ear, who was still blushing like crazy. "Come on, relax. It's just me, okay?" Axel breathed into Roxas's ear.

Roxas nodded, trying to block out the photographer and Gerard. "Alright. What do you want me to do?" he asked, voice slightly shaky.

"What feels right," Axel whispered while brushing Roxas's bare collarbone with his lips. Roxas shivered.

"O-Okay," he managed to say.

Just a second later, Axel whispered to Roxas again. "Roxy, I can't be doing all the work here, as much fun as this is."

Roxas smiled, feeling a bit more comfortable while ignoring the second part of that comment. "Your lazy ass? Doing work? Please." With that, he started to "top from the bottom", or so they say. He pulled Axel closer, kneading a hand through his red hair and trailed a line of kisses and bites from his jaw line to his collarbone.

"A little slower you two! I can't take shots fast enough!" the photographer said loudly.

"You two are amazing!" Gerard sang. "Keep it going!"

"Twenty shots left," the photographer added in.

Axel hummed a bit and said, "Roxy, you're good at this." He trailed his fingertips down Roxas's sides and started to fiddle with the waistband of Roxas's jeans.

"Now, now, don't take off the product, you horny bastard!" he panted. Roxas laughed, tickling Axel lightly on his sides. Axel started laughing so hard he couldn't hold himself up anymore and collapsed on top of Roxas, his face tucked into Roxas's collarbone. His laughter died down and Axel suddenly looked up and his eyes on Roxas's. He slowly leaned in and tilted his head a little, gaze still on Roxas. Roxas mentally freaked out, heart racing away, but couldn't do anything. Axel leaned in so they were just millimeters apart and-

"Okay guys! All done!" Gerard interrupted.

Roxas quickly pushed Axel off so he could get up and dusted himself off. He didn't see the glare Axel gave Gerard. Axel turned back to Roxas. "Alright! Where do you want to eat, Roxy?" Axel asked brightly, grinning from ear to ear.

"Um, I don't care." Roxas looked down, fidgeting with a loose string on the jeans he was wearing.

"We'll see what my mum is cooking. Well, let's get going, shall we?" Axel said, shoving Roxas through the doors to get his stuff.

The ride home on Axel's motorcycle was uneventful, to say the least. Neither of the two said anything. Roxas was quickly glomped by Axel's mother, like every time he came over, and she announced it was a free night. Everyone could make whatever they wanted for dinner because it was getting so late.

Roxas was still silent when he followed Axel into the kitchen and sat on the counter next to where Axel was bringing out things for sandwiches. "What's eating at you, Roxas? No pun intended," he asked quietly, standing at the fridge.

"Just… Thinking."

"About what? If you don't mind me asking."

"Well… That photo shoot, for one."

Axel laughed. "Of course, you'd be worried about something like that. Don't, Roxas. It was nothing. I was doing my job."

"It seems the… Never mind." Axel looked at him for a second, then went back to making dinner. 'It seems the line get blurred even when it's NOT your job…' Roxas chuckled. "You're right. Why am I worried?" He glanced over at Axel's growing pile of food. "Jeez, Axel, I'm hungry but not that hungry. You've got enough food out for an army, at least!"

Axel looked at Roxas with puppy eyes. "But Roxy! I'm hungry!" His stomach growled, agreeing with him.

Roxas laughed. "Okay, okay, you win." He glanced at the clock while Axel made two sandwiches. "Hey Axel, out of curiosity, when does our flight leave?"

Axel chuckled. "The first is right here in California. And it's close. We'll be driving there."

"Um… Then shouldn't we get going? It's almost midnight."

"WHAT!? It's that late?! Let's go!" Axel shoved the rest of his sandwich into his mouth, did a fireman's carry to Roxas, and ran out the door. With Roxas protesting, Axel flung him into his car and drove as fast as humanly possible to Roxas's place.

Axel parked haphazardly on the street and turned to Roxas. "Okay, we've got about ten minutes. Let's do this!"

The two ran into the house and with Axel's help/ hindrance, Roxas packed enough clothes and things in two suitcases for fifteen days. With a quick "Bye!" to Roxas's mum, they were off again.

"Whew. We're back on schedule." Axel relaxed as they got on the highway.

"So, where are we going?" Roxas wondered out loud.

"Can't tell you!" Axel sang.

"Aw, come on Axel!"

Axel turned up the music. "What was that? I can't hear you!" Axel smiled and kept driving.

"Ugh." Roxas slumped in his seat and watched the city night life as buildings flashed by.

AN- Okay, so I do realize this is a day later than I said to my reviewers that I would have it up, but you know what they say! Better late than never! And I have some good news and bad news. Bad news is that my finals are coming up so I won't be able to update but after that, I'm planning on updating at least once every other week during the summer. I'll be updating this story and my other one, Should've Listened, which you should check out if you haven't already. Both of these are mostly written and I just need to get my lazy ass to type! Thanks for reading and I hope you have a lovely day! Reviews are always welcome with constructive critisism and flames will be used to burn down your house.

Thanks again! Your lovely writer, Zinira Benu AKA BreathlessFlame