Woeful Hearts.
Thrown together to organize a fundraiser for their failing private school and bonded by loneliness, Axel; a middle school teacher, and Roxas; a failing high school student begin an affair that at first thrills, then corrupts each of them. But what Roxas does not realize is that their relationship is, for Axel, only the latest in a lifetime of disturbing secrets. Rated M. MxM content
Disclaimer: I do not own any kingdom hearts or final fantasy characters. All that credit goes to Square Enix and Disney. Everything else in mine though. enjoy:D
Chapter Two: Some Woman.
After last night's events, I was exhausted. I thought Larxene and I would've put the fighting to an end, but of course she brought up something else during dinner, and the couch became my bed for the 5th time this month. Let's just say; I was sore, and if I could, I'd pass out on my desk.
I'm positive my students could tell that something was up, because they weren't as hyper active and they hardly asked for any help on anything, even though they were doing an essay. Usually half the class asks me for help when we do essays.
Today, only one girl with honey blonde hair, and big cerulean eyes walked up to my desk with a tiny frown, and her paper. I tilted my head to the side curiously and tried my best to smile. "Yes, what do you need help with Annie?"
The girl blushed a little bit and nibbled on her lip. "I… You said to write about family, right?" she asked; her big blue eyes shining. I nod in response and her frown grows. "I don't have a daddy… only a brother and a mommy… but, my brother is bad… my mommy is sick of him, and she wants him gone… so… I'm only going to have a mommy soon." She basically whispered so only I was able to hear. I felt like she had just pulled at every single one of my heartstrings. This little girl's family was falling apart… just like mine. I bit my lip and gave her a little smile.
"Do you have any pets, Annie?" I asked, and a little smile came upon her lips. "Yeah, a little white bunny."
"Write about that, you have my permission."
She smiled and nodded. "Thank you Mr. Flynn, you're the best." Then she scampered off back to her seat.
The rest of the day was silent; even the class clown could sense my down mood and he behaved. When the bell rang for class to be over, and everyone was out, I began to pack up my stuff.
Just as I was about to sling my computer bag over my shoulder, an unfamiliar woman walked in. Her hair was a glowing blonde, and her eyes were a bright blue, while her lips were painted a crimson red. "You're Axel Flynn, yes?" She asked and I cocked an eyebrow.
"Um, yes, and you are?"
The woman flipped all of her honey-colored hair to one shoulder and her lips turned up into a devilish grin. "I'm Delilah Strife."
Strife. Strife. That last name was familiar, extremely familiar; then it came to me. "The mother of Annie Strife, yes?"
The woman nodded then seemed to become very interested in her blood-painted fingernails. "Hm, yes, but that isn't why I'm here."
"Then why are you here?"
"You're the one who organizes the fund-raiser, right?"
"Well, yes, but-"
"I'm volunteering my son to help you."
Well, this was a first. Delilah was now looking me straight in the eyes. "Roxas Strife."
Ohhh, that's her son. I should have seen this coming.
"Okay, well-"
"He needs the credits Axel, just give him the shit work if you must. He's usually in the wood shop room, so y'know,go find him, and whatever. Nice speaking with you." Then she was gone.
I tried my best to shake my confused-ness from my head and pulled out my phone so I could call Larxene—only to avoid another fight.
My phone rang as I walked down the hall towards woods shop.
"Axel?" she asked.
"Yeah, hey babe, I'm going to be running a bit late—"
"Oh yeah? Which of your whores are you fucking this time?"
"Larxene, I'm at school. I have to talk to a student about the fund raiser!"
"Whatever, don't fucking lie about it!"
"I'm not lying!"
Click.
Wow, we'll that totally backfired.
I shook my thoughts free and entered the woodshop room where I was able to see a head full of blonde spikes working on something on the floor. I raised an eyebrow and cleared my throat. I didn't really get a response, so I decided to speak up. "Roxas?"
The kid shot up, hitting his head on the table, and letting out a loud "Ouch!" I couldn't help but chuckle as I made my way over to the small blonde. He was holding his head while crouching on the saw-dust covered floor. He looked up at me and I put my hand out with a smile. "Need some help?"
He chuckled nervously and nodded, gripping my hand and pulling himself up. He dusted himself off before looking back up at me. "Thanks Mr. F. Uh, you're here to talk about the fund-raiser right?" His big cerulean eyes met my own emerald ones and I smiled. "Yeah. Your mother came and spoke to me about it. You're up to it, right?" I asked, and he just shrugged in return.
"I'm not too excited, but if it'll help me pass, I guess I can't really object. Plus, you look like you could use some help, old man." He joked and I chuckled, rolling my eyes. "I'm nothing near old, you're just a kid." I teased back, and we laughed together. This was just what I needed; a few good laughs.
"Yeah, yeah, well, I don't mind to just do the grudge work." He offered, and I rolled my eyes. "No way, buddy. You're going to be helping me with everything." I smirked and he groaned. "Seriously?!"
I nodded and took a seat on one of the stools, and he sat in front of me, grabbing a dr. pepper that had been sitting there. He took a gulp then sat it back down and looked at me. "So, what's on our agenda, Mr. F?" He asked, and I chuckled; shaking my head. "First things first; just call me Axel. Mr. F makes me feel like an old man."
"But you are an old man. You are my best friend's dad after all." He teased, and I rolled my eyes. "Hey, I had Lea when I was your age. That's a lesson to keep it in your pants." I winked and he practically gagged. "Too much info, too much info."
Roxas and I joked and laughed a little while, and then I explained to him about the fund-raiser, and what we'd have to be doing. He seemed like he was all for it, which confused me seeing how he was failing all of his other classes.
The more I looked at Roxas though, the more I saw Cloud. It's silly, yes, Cloud was probably almost in his forties by now, but Roxas just… had that fun-loving spirit… and those beautiful blue eyes.
After thinking about it for a little while, I realized that I'm a 30 year old man, not some teenager. Although I have been married for 15 years to a woman, I wouldn't hesitate to admit that I was very much so attracted to men, but a high school student? That's like reserving my spot in federal prison.
"Well, thanks Mr. – Axel," he smirked. "I'll see you after school tomorrow." He hopped down off his stool and grabbed his backpack. I nodded and stood up, ruffling his blonde spikes gently. "See ya, Roxas. Be good." I teased and he chuckled, rolling his eyes. "I'll try my best."
