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I just got back from Cheer Camp (whoo hoo) (don't worry, I'm not preppy. Or… I should hope not. OAO)

Cheerleaders really aren't all THAT preppy as "they" make them out to be. I mean every single one of them is a hard worker. SERIOUSLY! The things these guys do… Absolutely mother friggin' amazing. I, myself, am a flyer cause I'm so short. TT But it's so much fun to be up in the air like that. I love it. :D

ANYWAYS.

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Title: Broken Clockwork
Chapter: 2: Strawberry Cloudduccino
Summary: Roxas was always on top of things, following time down to the second. Until he met Axel, carefree and fun. What happens when you mix two opposite elements of life together?

This is mainly an AkuRoku fanfic, so let me tell you right off the bat:
IF YOU DON'T LIKE BOY-BOY LOVE, YAOI, ETC. DO NOT READ THIS.
IF YOU DO, IT IS OF YOUR OWN ACCORD AND IT IS NOT MY FAULT THAT YOU TOOK THAT RESPONSIBILITY UPON YOU.
PLEASE DO NOT FLAME IF YOU ARE NOT SUPPORTIVE OF THIS GENRE.
THANK YOU.
That's all.

I love you all,

Lovely Lulu

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I walked into Café Cloud that one fateful day with my best bud, Demyx. We just wanted to chill, catch some guys who were flaming hot, and eat lunch. It was just a regular Sunday.

"Two cinnamon rolls, a chicken noodle soup, and a Caramel Macchiato with a dash of cinnamon on top." I didn't have to look at the menu since I came here so often. I looked over to my friend across the small table. Demyx was lost, deep in thought. He stared at the menu as me and the waitress waited. "Demyx?"

"Huh? Er… I'll just get whatever he's getting. And a water." I raised an eyebrow at him and looked expectantly at his eyes. "Yeah, you're right Axel. Um… Make that 2 more waters." Demyx smiled at the waitress and she blushed, bowing down ever so slightly. His smile was so brilliant, I swear it could light up a whole room filled with… with… stuff. Yeah. You know what I mean.

I leaned down on the table and dropped my head in the crook of my arms. Demyx planted his head in one palm of his hand and looked down at the red mass of hair on my head.

"Hey. Porcupine. Wake up! Rise and shine, Ax." He stuck his free hand right into my hair and rubbed back and forth on my scalp. "Axel. What's wrong?"

"Nothing…" I groaned, not moving once.

"Oh, come on. I know I'm pretty dumb, but I'm not that bad. I know something's up. Tell me!" he whined, starting to shake my head.

"AGH!" I shot my head straight up to look him directly in the eyes. "Stop that! My head hurts, okay? sheesh." I scratched the back of my head and looked out the big window of the café.

"What… happened? Did anything happen?" Demyx's voice was laced with genuine concern, but that didn't stop me from keeping my family problems to myself. Life was bad enough without them around. My parents, I mean.

I lived by myself in my own little apartment that I bought by myself with money that I earned by myself working odd jobs and mooching off friends like Demyx, here. Life was harsh at times since my dad ran away. He was always going out with hookers at night and it was almost like my mom didn't care at all. Soon after I turned 13, my mom and dad split up and I went into the custody of my mom. Mom never really cared too much about me, and I never really liked her much anyways, but it was better than living with my dad. We never talked and she was out all the time, never coming home. I hardly knew my parents and they hardly knew me. I finally saved enough money to buy my own apartment when I was 17. There wasn't much of a good bye when I left and my mom and I haven't spoken since, but yesterday…

I shook my head and continued to stare out the window.

"It's nothing, Demyx. Don't worry about it." I feigned a smile and looked at my long, slender fingers. I took out my lighter from my pocket and lit a cigarette.

"Axel…" Demyx reached a hand out cautiously. "I told you to stop… Stop smoking…"

"I can't help it, okay? Just… pretend there's no cig there."

"But… Axel…" I looked him straight in the eye with no emotion whatsoever. "…" Finally, he looked down in a face of defeat and surrendered.

I looked out the window. It was so lonely with nobody to talk to about my stupid problems. I didn't want to tell Demyx because… Sometimes you just can't tell special people about special things because they'll worry about you and all that.

As if on signal, a blonde stepped out of a cute little red Mustang with a brunette and the two of them started their way to the front door of Cloud Café.

3 words:

He.

Was.

Gorgeous.

My eyes opened wide and I almost dropped my cigarette. This was a kid I wanted to meet. He was so cute! I felt a girly squeal well up inside me, but I didn't dare let it out.

"Demyx…" I kept looking at the blonde kid. "Demyx!" Shaking his arm, I tried to get him to look out the window.

"What? What?"

"Look out the window! LOOK!"

"Cars…?"

"No!"

"… Cement…?"

"No, Demyx! Look –"

"Stop light?"

"NO! Look at the blonde kid! By the red Mustang! They're coming inside!" I pointed frantically, trying to get Demyx to FUCKING LOOK AT THE KID!

"Who? What? Where?" He was whipping his head all over the place and I just kept pointing, screaming "There! THERE! THERE, DEMYX!" People were beginning to stare, but the kid was worth it. The door opened and I snapped my head around to look as the two of them came in. I could hardly hear what they were saying, but the blonde looked adorable with the frown on his face as he pat his stomach.

AAAAAWWWWWW!!

If you couldn't tell before, I loved cute things. I mean, I was tall, skinny, and POINTY, but I loved cute, round, fluffy things. This blonde kid was just all that. I had to meet this adorable fluff of cuteness in person. Right. Now. He just made my day a whole lot better.

I promptly got up and started walking briskly toward him. Demyx stood up quickly behind me and began to follow. I said I needed a good companion, listener, and understander.

I just knew this kid had to be it.

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Sora and I walked into the café and my stomach growled loudly. I swear a few people turned their heads to look at us. I looked down and frowned at my stomach, patting it softly.

"Bad stomach," I told it. "Bad."

Sora looked at me shortly and quickly took his gaze to the looming menu behind the counter up front. He took my hand and we sat down at a nice, clean table, ready to eat a horse. Therapy made people think. Thinking tends to make me hungry, even if I didn't really think during that entire therapy session. Who cares what an old lady has to say about your life? Just leave me alone. Gr.

A waitress walked up to us soon after we were seated and asked us what we wanted.

"Hm…" Sora licked his lips as he looked a the menu on the table.

"I want…" But before I could answer a REALLY strange-looking guy came up to our table. "Er…"

He had fiery red hair and two stretched-out gay pride triangles underneath his eyes. They were probably tattoos. His expression was totally and completely anxious as he approached our table with a rapid pace. He was tall, slender, and almost had a stick-like figure. His waste was so tiny and his arms were so thin… This guy must not have eaten at all. What kind of diet was that – the 100 calorie a day? He was wearing a black tee with a little devil in flames on the chest. A black wristband hung loosely on his skinny wrist and rings decorated his fingers with flickers of gold, silver, and colors of jewels. His pants were extremely baggy and dark grey in color, held up only by a thick red belt around his hips. His shoes were grey with red patterns and shoelaces, which, on one foot, was untied.

But as I stared at this man, the only thing that really stood out was his eyes.

They were dancing with green flames. Brilliant, vivid, and with beautiful color, they looked like tainted green orbs rolling in the sunlight. I wanted to look closer at them; to see them up close at the tips of my fingers. I wanted to look into them and watch those emerald flames flicker. Amaz—

"Roxas!"

Suddenly, I was shook from my subconscious thinking by a rude brown-haired boy that looked very much like me. Sora.

"Sora!" I mocked him. "What?"

"Are you going to order or what?" he asked me.

"I… you can go first," I replied, scratching my arm.

"Alright," he turned to the waitress, excited and glad he could order for himself. "I want 3 Strawberry Cloudduccinos, 2 cinnamon buns, a strawberry cake with chocolate fudge, and…"

"A slice of bread," I told her for him. God. If I hadn't stopped him, he would've kept going till he started drooling. This kid…

"You're name's Roxas?" a slender finger tapped my arm and I turned slowly to see who it was.

Ocean blue met emerald green and I sat there, dumbfounded by the deepness of this guy's eyes. It was the guy I saw coming up fast towards our table. I guess he made it here.

"Er. Yeah. How'd you know?" I averted my eyes from his gaze. Wait, shouldn't I be asking what he was doing, going around asking me if my name was Roxas or not?

"I heard your friend, here, yell it about 4 or 5 times," he replied simply.

"Uh… Okay… Um… Do you need something from me?" I kept my gaze down at the menu on the table. Those eyes were just too intense for me.

"Oh. God, I'm so dumb," he slapped himself softly in the forehead and grinned goofily. "I'm sorry. I just came over here without thinking."

I turned my head to look at this guy.

What…? What the hell?

"Er… Come again?" this freak was starting to creep me out just a little bit.

"Never mind that. I'm Axel. A-X-E-L. Got it memorized?" he put a finger to his temple and winked, smirking at his amazing spelling skills.

"I guess I'm Roxas, then. Memorization is a pretty strong suite for me, but I don't think I could forget someone with hair like yours anyways," I glanced up to his red mane of inferno. "Er… Yeah."

Well, this was awkward.

"Hi!" he said. He scratched his head. The waitress looked at me, then Sora, then Axel.

"Um. Do you need some more time to order? I'll put this order in first, then come back later, okay?" She blushed and bowed ever so slightly, light brown hair bobbing up and down quickly. She had some pretty weird hair too. I nodded to her quickly.

"Sorry for the inconvenience," I told her. She quickly scampered off, and I couldn't help notice a small grin spreading across her face. What was that all about?

"Hi… Axel." I said to the stranger standing at our table. Well, I guess we weren't really strangers after that awkward 'chat'. What was he doing here anyways?

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Sora: What the fuck?

oXoXoXo

Sorry for the lame ending. OO

I didn't really answer all the questions I had posted up in the last chapter (haha, oops) so sorry about that. YOU SHALL SEE WHAT HAPPENS NEXT LATER! And sorry Riku didn't come in just yet… and sorry that practically nothing happened in this chapter. (ha. Whoops.) I'm sorry about a lot of things. Like how short my chapters are. XP oh well.

Thanks so much for reading!

(maybe) Next Chapter: Axel gives Roxas his number? Does Riku even appear in the story? Does this story even have a plot?

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