Moonlight Shadow

By Candied

Author's note: Chapter two! Okay, so we get a little further along in the plot, and find out interesting things about our characters. Fun, ya? Anywho, this chapter has a lot to do with Axel mainly, so all you Axel fangirls like me can stand up and cheer. XD

Candied::Dances around Axel, singing:: I like cigarettes, and that's no gag, but you'll always be my favorite fag!

Axel::GLARE OF DOOM:: I'm bi... .

Chapter two: The Dark Side Has Cookies

"Fingerprints, Axel-" Roxas hissed, trying his best to be quiet, "They could have our fingerprints!"

The blonde and the redhead were sitting in the Strife livingroom, Axel chuckling softly to himself, obviously not worried about the stolen car incident. Everyone else had gone to sleep, but Roxas still tried in vain to stress to Axel the seriousness of the situation in the very dark living room they sat in. There was only one light on, in the effort to let sleeping dogs lie, as it were.

"Fingerprints?" Axel asked, raising a brilliant red eyebrow. The smirk still did not leave his face.

"Yes, fingerprints asshole! They dust for them to find out who did it! They grab your hand-" Roxas reached out his hand to demonstrate, taking Axel's hand in his own. He never got to finish his sentence. His eyes widened and he snapped his hand back.

"Owwwww! FUCK!" he cried out, clutching the burnt hand with his other, rocking a little on his seat. "What the fuck dude?! Your hands are like fire!"

Scratching his head softly, Axel looked sheepishly at the floor. "Oh, heh, yeah. That. I'm uh... not you're average guy."

"No fucking shit! I think I'm getting blisters!" Tears stung at the younger boy's eyes, and he looked at his red flesh in awe. How the hell did Axel's body burn him?

"Yeah, about that- I'm kinda, uh, pyro-kinetic."

"Pyro-whatic?"

"Kinetic. I can creat fire at will. It affects my body heat."

Roxas raised an eyebrow at the other boy. "How does your blood not boil?"

Why, because he's a demon, of course!

"Uh... doctors don't really know." Very slick, Axel.

Out of his hoodie (which was layered over a sweater, two t-shirts, and a wife beater because this place was cold) he pulled a pair of leather gloves, slipping them over his hands. "I forgot that I had to keep my hand covered. Of course, I didn't think you'd be wanting to hold them." What a mischievious wink this man had.

Roxas sneered. "Yeah, right. Anyway, keep those things covered from now on. And the rest of you for that matter, I don't feel like being the extra-crispy special, okay?"

The other shook his head, smiling a little. Wait, was he actually feeling bad that he had burnt the younger boy? "Actually, it's mostly my hands. The rest of my body is pretty hot, in more ways than one," he winked, "but my hands are the only part of me hot enough to actually burn you." It was true, and more specifically his palms, because that is where the energy flows the most.

"Right, well I'll keep that noted then."

Roxas let go of his hand, and saw that the burn mark was slowly fading away. This guy was so weird. He stole cars, and had flesh you could cook an egg on! Not to mention that weird thing he said before abou Riku...

"Hey, Axel?"

"Yeah?"

"Why did you call my cousin a 'halo-wearing-ass'?"

"Oh, I just uh... I can tell that he's a straight-edge goodie two shoes is all. I figure we're not going to get along too well. Kinda a conflict of intrest."

"What, exactly, is your intrest?"

"To have fun. When I met you, I could see that you were the kind of person who needed a guy like me to teach you how to have fun."

"Is that so?"

"Like when you freaked about the car thing. You ever been convicted?"

"No." He replied with a complementary glare.

"Good, then they don't have either of our fingerprints."

Roxas was about to retort but stopped and sighed, knowing Axel was right. "That's true..."

"So no worries, then, right?"

"I guess not."

"Listen, I should go home so you can call your girlfriend before you sleep or whatever."

"I don't have a girlfriend."

"Boyfriend?"

A laugh emerged from the blonde's lips. "Nah, man. That's my brother Demyx's game."

Really? So Blondie was his for the taking, eh? Axel couldn't deny being attracted to the kid. He may be a bit of a wimp, but he definately had spunk, and spunk was something Axel liked. It was as uncontrollable as a flurry of dancing flames. Enticing.

"Alright, guess I'll come over tomorrow then. It's a Saturday, right? No school."

"I guess I'll see you then."

They said their goodbyes, and Axel was out the door. Roxas stood there, stairing at the closed entrance for a moment, still trying to fully take in the essence of this strange red haired demon he had befriended.

Perhaps it wasn't abnormal to want some extra flare in everyday life, and it was tempting the blonde in a way he couldn't decribe. As scared as he was, the thrill in the grand theft auto still ran through his veins, and he had felt so alive. He had put everything on the line for a moment of rebellion against the system, and y'know what? He liked it in some sick, twisted way. A smile was creeping across his pink lips, one he was unable to hide.

Perhaps he would let these adventures with Axel continue for a little while. Not forever, of course, but hey- what's life without taking a few risks?

The blonde had no idea what he was getting himself into, and knew that if he told his friends, they would all but disown him.

Everything about the red head was mysterious and dangerous. From the way he dressed like a complete male dominatrix freak guy what with the spikes and collars, to the way he lived life on the edge. Something about him was dreadfully enticing to the younger boy, calling his person to the man like fire.

When Roxas realized he had spent the entire course of seven and a half minutes staring at the door and thinking about Axel, a blush crept over his face, and he ran up into the bedroom to go to sleep.

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The next morning, Riku and Sora awoke before Roxas, and decided to leave him to sleep as they went downstairs for breakfast.

"Good morning, boys!" Tifa chirped, plopping down two plates heaping with food onto the table, smiling grandly at two out 'her' four boys.

Hearing them come down the stairs, Cloud stuck his face in the morning newspaper, not chancing a glance at either of the boys.

Riku still could not recall where he had met Sora's father- who, by the way, was avoiding him like the plague.

"Morning!" the two replied, sitting down to the food.

"What a breakfast," Riku noted, smiling at the only femme, "You didn't have to do all this!"

"Of course I did! I have to make sure my boys are well fed, so they can grow up to be big and strong like their father!"

"-And their mother." Cloud added from behind his newspaper, at the fact that Tifa could probably kick any ass currently in the kitchen, perhaps even the town.

Tifa giggled warmly, and ruffled the only thing visible over the newspaper- Cloud's brilliantly blonde spikes that he had so generously passed on to the older of the two twins.

"So what will you two be up to today?"

"I was hoping to take Riku down to the boardwalk for some good, old-fashioned Destiny Island fun!" Sora replied his smile almost blinding everyone but Cloud, who couldn't see it.

"Are you going to take Roxie?"

The two boys snorted at the nickname. "Nah, I think he's going to be hanging out with that Axel kid again."

"Oh yes. He seems charming, doesn't he?"

Riku sneered. "Yeah... charming..."

After breakfast, the two left with hugs from Tifa and a wave over the paper from Cloud to the boardwalk.

They got on the ferris wheel at Sora's request, as the brunette's curiosity got the best of him.

"What's your beef with Axel, dude?"

"Oh, uh... I don't know. He just, doesn't seem like someone Roxas should hang out with." He couldn't tell Sora the truth about Axel, it was against the rules of this whole thing. He couldn't intervene in any way other than suggestions and help when asked for.

"Why's that?"

"Just seems like bad news. Anyway, what's up with your dad not looking at me?"

Sora smiled sheepishly, a little embarrased for his father. "Well, actually it's your hair. Well, a lot about how you look. I don't know the whole story, but I know my dad was a soldier once, and he fought a really hard battle against this guy who looked a lot like you. He doesn't ever talk about it, but I've heard stories from my parents' friends about all the hard fights they went through. The world's not like that anymore, but it's still interesting to hear about all the monsters and battles and stuff."

Riku sighed, still not understanding. "Well, okay. But I think there's more to it than that. I'll have to do the digging myself, I guess."

"I guess."

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Roxas slowly started to regain conciousness as he felt something warm going trough his hair, making his scalp tingle in the most pleasant way. He lingered in that place between sleep and conciousness for a moment, before deciding to open his eyes to view the creator of this pleasure.

His brilliant blue eyes blinked a few times, before resting on a man with chisled features, neon green eyes, and triangular tatooes just under those emerald orbs. They widened, and he snapped himself up, pressing into the wall beside him.

Axel laughed in his amusement at Roxas' expression, and shook his head. "Morning, sunshine."

The blonde sighed in relief, letting the adenaline settle down. "Dude, don't do that. You scared the hell out of me."

"Not all of it, I'm sure."

"What?"

"Nevermind. We're going out today to a concert I want you to see." He stood up, and ran a hand through his red locks in that -you-know-I'm-sexy- way people do, before looking down at the boy dressed only in boxers. "By the way, I brought some clothes for you that won't make me feel like a pansy for being around you. Get dressed, I'll be waiting downstairs."

Concert? Well, that explained the goth gear Axel had chosen to deck himself out in. Bondage pants, a leather spiked collar, black button-up, strange chakram necklace, and some bracers to be more descriptive. Looking toward the corner of his bed, he saw a similar set of clothes layed out for him, but all smaller and slightly less- what's the word? Frightening?

The blonde dressed, and looked in the mirror. Only one word came to his mind to describe how he looked - cool. He suddenly felt like a bad-ass, though he knew it was only the clothes. He went downstairs, and headed out with Axel for another day of mischief.

Driving down the highway at eighty miles an hour, music blasted from the stereo of the car. It was a black Firebird with red racing stripes.

Over the music, Roxas decided to be the first one to speak since they had lift the house. "Who are we going to see?"

"MSI."

"Who?"

"Mindless Self Indulgence. Some crazy shit dude, you'll love it. Then we're going to a kick ass party I heard about to get wasted!" His voice was full of enthusiasm, followed by a happy cackle of sorts.

"You mean... drunk?"

"Unless you want drugs."

"N-no!"

Axel smirked. Yeah, this boy would be putty in his fingers in no time, and a valuable weapon against that pesky angel. All Axel had to do was show him the glory and fun of the 'dark side'. Easiest thing ever, right? Darkness has always tempted the hearts of humans.

Ending notes: Woohoo! Concert! Oh yes, there will be mischief! Mwahaha! X3 Anyway, I really hope you guys are liking this story so far. I know I have a lot to live up to now, what with the success of S!CK (10,000+ hits! Thanks everyone! ) so let me know whatcha think guys. I'm holding this chocolate bunny hostage! I will EAT it if you don't review!!!!

Choco Buny: D':