Me: Chapter oneeee! I'm sorry that I made your life so terrible Axel ^^'
Axel: ugh most ppl do that...I'm used to it
Me: I'm still not sure if this shouldve been a cross over...oh well heres chapter 1! enjoy~~3
My name is Axel Fury. I had it changed after the accident because I didn't feel like the same person anymore. Strange tear mark birthmark things that appeared on my face prove that. It has been five years. I'm twenty years old now. For some reason the accident also gave me the ability to see and talk to all guardian angels. I have no idea how, but it did all the same. I started a business with Reno a few years back, a fireworks business we named, 'the Fair's Fury.' Reno loves it; he always has. I come up with the firework designs, and he creates them. We've gotten pretty popular around town, but the issue of bankruptcy is always around. We get the most sales around the 4th of July, but it's the only money we have to make them. It also takes all year to make enough to sell.
I've been studying the angels closely, lately. I can really judge a person's personality by the appearance of their angels. Mom's is a sweet one named Lucretcia, but we don't get along in the best of ways. Dad's angel looks like an older version of him whose name is Angeal. If Kairi was my second mother, then he is definitely my second father. Reno's is a big black guy named Rude if you'll believe it. I've always felt something different with Kairi gone, though. A feeling of…loneliness.
"Another successful day, Axel?" Angeal says from the living room couch.
"Dad asleep?" I answer the question with a question.
"Yea, he's been working hard lately. A bit too hard if you ask me. I figured I'd let him sleep on his own tonight." Angeal kicks his feet up onto the coffee table, and then stretches his white wings out the full length of the couch. I grab a beer then sit with him. He's so much like dad. He lets one wing fall to my shoulder, and adds a bit of security to my nerves.
"Axel, you can't stay in your parents' apartment like this," he says in his advice tone.
"I'm not…I'm just…paying a little visit." I say. It's the best I can come up with.
"For three months, Axel?" he says sympathetically. I can't argue. He's' right. "And don't think by that I mean go move back in with Reno." He leans forward on his knees to look in my eyes.
"I wouldn't even think of that Angeal…not with Elena moving in so soon."
"Ah, that's right. Have you planned his bachelor's party yet?" I lower my head. I've forgotten all about the party.
"No," I say flatly.
"Well you know the best man has certain responsibilities," he chuckles, "Like arranging the party and staying sober for starters."
"I would if only I could find something-maybe a purpose-to keep me going," I sigh.
"Axel, it's your brother's wedding," he removes his wing, and replaces it with his hand. "As far as your purpose…get out and try new things; who knows what you'll find. If that doesn't work, try moving somewhere new; start fresh." That doesn't sound so bad.
"Start fresh? Hm…I'd like that," I smile, and he nods. I give him a hug, and wonder what my life would be like without him. I perish the thought and release him from the hug.
"Now get some sleep, the wedding is in four days. You really need to think about that party."
"Yea, thanks Angeal," he smirks, and vanishes. I walk up to my room, and on the way, stop at my parents' room. I can hear Dad snoring. Mom works at the night school, so they don't see each other much anymore. The room smells like the facility where dad works; he's the last day guard. They had to fire all the rest because they were too inexperienced. I walk over to him. He's still wearing his uniform. The usual monsters were bad enough, but now with the heartless around, his job is harder than ever. I look at his sword, stained with blood and darkness. "Oh, Dad…" I whisper. Elena's parents have no money, but Mom and Dad want them to have an amazing wedding; one that they deserve. Our firework business doesn't get enough money to pay even the bills. So, our parents' are working their tails off to make not only their bills, but enough for the huge wedding Elena dreams of. She's not a bad girl, though. She and my bro deserve a good wedding. I would get a second job to help, but I've already tried for every opening in town. I leave dad, and continue on to my room. I take off my jacket, and lay down. Its kina cold, but my head hurts too much for me to care. What would make a good bachelor party? A strip club? Yea, he'd like that. I'll go ask his angel tomorrow. I turn off the lights, and slowly fall asleep.