H'okay, Eri-chan, you wanted more? I'll give you more :D At the moment, I have no idea where this is going, so I'll keep walking and see where my feet take me away to (figure of speech. Y'all know what I mean)
Hey Roxas… do you and Nami want to meet me for ice cream at Riku's parlor?
Roxas looked at the text again and sighed.
Why do you ALWAYS have to ruin the moment, Axel? he thought wryly, half amused and half irritated.
Naminé and Roxas had been… preoccupied with other matters (like playing tongue hockey) when Roxas's phone began beeping loudly and buzzing on the table next to their couch.
Of course, their 'game' had ended pretty quickly, but mostly from the shock of it.
Naminé leaned on Roxas's shoulder.
"Sooo… what does it say?" she asked curiously, polite enough to not read the text over his shoulder.
Roxas sighed.
"It's Axel. He wants us to meet him at Riku's Ice Cream Parlor… I have no idea why, though…" Naminé gave him a small shove.
"So ask him, silly." The blond glared at his girlfriend.
"I was going to, Nami," he said, but his voice lacked the venom it usually carried with such a comment. He grinned and began typing when Nami snatched the phone away from him.
"Wha—Hey! Naminé!" he protested. She giggled and taunted him, before skipping (very quickly) to the bathroom and locking the door.
"Naminé! Open this door the," she covered her ears; "up!"
"I keep telling you to stop swearing, damnit!"
"You're no better!"
"'Damn' is not as bad of a swear word as you-know-what." She stuck her tongue out childishly at the door, knowing he couldn't see her.
He sensed it, though.
"Nami~" he protested. "Please?"
"No. Let me answer Axel, I'll put it on loudspeaker for you." There was a tone of finality in her voice that dissuaded Roxas from arguing.
"Hello?"
"Axel, it's me, Nami."
"OH HEY, NAMI! WHAT'S UP?" Roxas flinched: Axel could be such a douche at times, shouting over the phone.
"It's about that text you sent Roxy—"
"It's Roxas," her boyfriend muttered. Naminé didn't hear him or, if she did, she ignored him.
"What time do you want us to meet you there?"
"Ahh… maybe tomorrow at two? And I know you have the day off, so there's no use worming out of this one."
"I do not worm out of things, Axel!" she hissed. Roxas snickered. The door suddenly unlocked and Naminé tousled his hair in revenge. He swatted her hand away, almost missing what Axel was saying.
"—and I have something to tell you guys, so, yeah… that'd be why I'm asking. So… how was the sex?"
"I… I beg your pardon?" she asked incredulously. Axel did NOT just ask that.
"Y'know, when Roxas puts his—"
"THANK YOU, I don't need to hear that. I—"
"But of course. My apologies. You're probably exhausted from your 'workout' before I called…"
Roxas was full out laughing at the blush that was forming on his girlfriend's face.
"Shut up, Axel, or so help me…"
"Alright, alright… fine, don't tell me."
"We did not have… we didn't sleep together!"
"Hahaha, if you say sooo," said Axel in a singsong voice, obviously not believing her. The blond grinned.
"BELIEVE HER AXEL, WE DIDN'T. THANKS TO YOU AND YOUR ANNOYING CASE OF BAD TIMING…" Roxas called at the phone. His friend burst out in laughter.
"Oh… oh really, Roxy? Hahaha… I… hahahaha…that's hilarious… ahem. I'm done. But seriously…"
"Yeah, yeah, is that all?"
"Ehh… hahaha, I suppose…" laughter lingered in Axel's throat as he fought to keep them down, lest his buddies decide to refuse his invitation.
"Alright then. Bye."
"Okay. I see how it is. Cutting off your best friend just so you can screw your girlfriend. What happened to 'bros before hoes'? No offense Nami." She laughed nervously, her blush turning slightly darker.
"Good-bye, Axel." Flipping the phone shut, he carefully turned it on silent and placed it on the counter, before pinning his girlfriend to the door. She squirmed and tried to get away, but Roxas pressed himself closer to her, preventing her escape.
"Maybe I should teach you not. To steal. My phone. Hmm?" he murmured against her neck. Naminé's breath caught in her throat.
"Rox…Roxas… not against the door," she protested. Roxas smirked at her.
"Fine." Picking her up and placing her over his shoulder, he carried her to their shared bedroom and gently dropped her onto the bed.
"Is this better?" he asked quietly. Naminé's blush returned.
"I—I… Roxas… please…"
"Please…what, Naminé?" he teased, nipping her neck. Her shallow breathing quickened as she buried her hands in his spiked hair.
"R-Roxas…"
DRRRRRRRIIIIIINNGGG!
Roxas swore harshly, and for once, Naminé agreed with him.
They had been interrupted. Again.
Naminé squirmed and tried to get out from underneath Roxas, his hands still by her head.
"Um, Roxas? We need to answer the door…"
"Wha—oh. Right. Sorry." He stood and held his hands up in an I resign position. She rolled her eyes and kissed him, before shrugging on her lab coat and running to the door.
DRRRRRRIIIIIINNNGGG!
"COMING!" Roxas snickered at how close they were to have that happening. He brushed his shirt off and attempted to fix his hair with his hands before walking as calmly as he could to the door.
"Who is it~?" he called out in a singsong voice.
"It's Xion~," returned his girlfriend. The girl at the door giggled.
"Hey, Roxas, Naminé."
"SEE? Xion has the decency to call me by my real name." Naminé opened the door further and allowed her black-haired friend to step in, before placing her arms on her boyfriend's shoulders.
"That's because she's not. Your. Girlfriend," she giggled, tapping his nose once per last three words and tilting her head to kiss him. Roxas growled softly, inaudible to Xion, and kissed her back fiercely. Just as he pressed against her lips with his tongue, Xion cleared her throat. Loudly.
"A-hem." Naminé sheepishly untangled herself from Roxas, who grinned awkwardly.
"Honestly, you two, can you give it a rest? I'm pretty sure that was what you two were just doing before I stopped by."
バレタ。。。
"Hahaha… uh, what would give you that impression, Xion?" asked Roxas. She shrugged.
"Oh, nothing… just that Naminé seems to have what looks like a hickey on her neck. It looks new: I didn't see it at work today."
What?
Tentatively, Naminé reached her hand up to her neck.
Sure enough, there was a hickey.
When did that happen? Oh, yeah. Before Axel texted Roxas…she giggled softly to herself.
"Yeah. See?"
"Why'd you stop by? Like, not to be rude or anything, y'know? Just curious," asked the blond. Xion sighed.
"I need Naminé's help with… uh… something. College work! That was it! Uhh… so yeah. I'll be taking her. Bye!" she said as she caught Naminé's wrist and dragged her out of the door and into her black Corvette.
"Wait, wha—?" The blonde barely had time to protest as she was separated from her boyfriend and stuffed unceremoniously into her friend's car.
"Xion, what's going on?" she asked, stunned and slightly disoriented from the speed at which things were moving.
"You'll see," was all Xion replied.
A/N: Sorry for my Japanese. I have no idea what that is in English. It might be like "Oh shit... caught." Or something like that.
THIS WILL NOT BE A LEMON. OR A LIME. Just some of sensual kissing and all. Cliffhanger! Mwahaha, I'm evil. My bad. Review please? I'll update fasterrrrr ;)
It's really annoying when people can't bother to leave a comment or two after they read a story. WOULD IT KILL YOU? Jk jk ;) I don't care if you review this story as much as my other story Café Amour et l'Amitié *hint hint*
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