A/N: I have nothing much to say except... hope you like it?

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Namine: Whoa... why am I such a bitch?

Me: Sorry... You'll see... Sometime...

Namine: This... isn't okay...

Roxas: Why's everyone beating up on me? It's not fair!

Me: Uh... OKAY OKAY! I'LL ADMIT IT! I DON'T OWN KH OKAAY! *runs off *

Namine/Roxas: *high five * MISSION ACOMPLISHED!

SE: 0.o' how does that work?

Chapter 3

Namine

Roxas huffed, his running slowed. Almost there... As he arrived, his home loomed in front of him, filled with doom. His head throbbed from his earlier beating, everyday, the same thing. Tears filled his eyes, and he fell to the ground, sobbing on his doorstep.

"Roxas?" a familiar voice said.

"Oh...Hi, Cloud." Roxas greeted, he wiped at the tears on his face, and tried to smile.

"Are you... okay?" Cloud asked hesitantly, his eyes clouded with worry.

"Oh, yeah! I'm fine!" Roxas tried to reassure the older boy, but his face said otherwise.

"Whoa! What happened? Your bruises are really nasty!" Cloud exclaimed, leaning in to inspect Roxas' face.

"It was just an incident with a basketball, nothing serious. But... they wanted to make sure I was okay, so they sent me home!" Roxas replied, thanking his lucky stars for such an excuse, even if it was a lame one.

"Okay, you know where I am if you need me..." Cloud responded, doubtfully.

Roxas waved his hand with a smile, and waltzed casually into his house. He was glad when his worrying neighbor left for his own home, Roxas couldn't get Cloud mixed up in this. Roxas looked around the room, beer bottles and empty pizza boxes littered the floor. It's a good thing Axel didn't come, he wouldn't want to see this... Roxas was surprised at this thought. Why am I even thinking about him? Could it be that I-

"Roxas." a cold voice sounded from behind him.

Roxas spun around and looked to the man, then instantly dropped his eyes to the floor."Y-yes, Xemnas?"

~Axel~

The cutie seemed so upset, that's horrible. Nothing's fun then... What can he do? Axel stared forward deep in thought, then he smiled slowly, he knew how to fix it.

Roxas~

"You may not call me by that name!" Xemnas snarls.

"But that's what Namin-"

"You, are not Namine, you will refer to me as sir, nothing else." his gaze hardened, leaving Roxas defenseless. Xemnas stalked across the room, then through a tall wooden door. Relieved, Roxas took the chance to run, for the third time that day, to his room.

With a sigh, he collapsed on his bed, mind brimming with thoughts on Axel, what was the redhead to him? It's so confusing. He rolled over, ready for a power nap. Hopefully, it will be more clear in an hour or two...

~The Next Morning~

"ROXAS! Get your ass down here!"

Roxas jumped up and hit his head on the low ceiling. Stupid attic. "C-coming!" he shouted, swinging his legs over the side of the bed.

"Hurry!" Xemnas growled. Roxas looked outside, the sun had already risen, his clock read 7:35.

"Shit!" he hissed to himself, and quickly changed his clothes, no time for a shower. His stomach growled.

"ROXAS!" He jumped, effectively hitting his head on the ceiling again. With a huff, he pulled on the old ratty converse sneakers he got last year, even though they were at least two sizes too small. With a quick check of his outfit, plain blue baggy T-shirt, normal jeans, and faded red converse, not exactly designer, but still, he was out his bedroom door.

As Roxas entered the kitchen, Namine looked up at him, she shook her head and went back to reading a book.

"Roxas, make some breakfast for us and hurry, we're going to be late." Xemnas ordered.

"But what about-?"

"No arguing." Xemnas replied. Roxas fell silent and walked towards the fridge.

"Oh, and on my toast, remember strawberry jam, not grape, okay?" Namine asked sweetly, her fake smile punched Roxas in the gut. What had he done to deserve this?

"We're going to be late." Xemnas repeated. Roxas nodded and pulled out the bread, two jars of jam, and a carton of eggs. Namine smiled at him as he worked, obviously planning something horrible. Roxas had learned to avoid her during these time, for paying attention to it just led to paranoia.

"Here." he said setting down the plates of toast and eggs. Then, he set down two glasses of orange juice. He turned away to start on his own breakfast.

"Sorry, but Roxy, I would like some more eggs." Namine said motioning to the pan where his eggs lay. Roxas didn't bother to fight, he slid the eggs from the pan onto her plate, even though he knew she wouldn't eat them.

She bit into her toast carefully. "Ugh! This jam is GROSS! I told you to make it with grape jam, not strawberry jam!" she said with a laugh. Roxas clenched his fists and nodded. In a fast attempt to get done in time for his own breakfast, he made her toast hurriedly.

Roxas put the new pieces of toast onto her plate and turned around again. She nodded with approval and bit into it, "Yum! I better eat it all!" she cackled.

~Five Minutes Later~

Roxas felt tired from his attempts to make Namine happy. And now it's time to go to school. Xemnas stood up from the table.

"Let's go." he said to Namine. "Clean up." were his only words to Roxas. Namine giggled and dumped all her toast and eggs into the trash. She batted her eyelashes innocently.

"You weren't going to eat those, right?" she smiled and sashayed triumphantly out of the room. Roxas knew he wasn't getting a ride to school, so he quickly started dropping dishes into the sink and wiping down the counters and tabletops. Maybe I can make it if I run.

~Axel~

Why isn't Roxy here yet? I'm sure he'll be here soon, he doesn't seem the type who would skip because of a thing like bullying. Sure enough, the blond teen runs into the room, gasping like he'd participated in the Olympics.

"Sorry..." Huff. "I'm late..." Roxas said.

"I'll see you after class. Take your seat." Mr. Evans replied.

"Okay." Roxas looked a little dejected, his face seemed more well rested than it had yesterday though, and the bruises were already starting to heal. Roxas scanned the room, and when his eyes met mine, he looked at me with shock. I suppose he finally realized I was in his class, he hadn't noticed me yesterday.

He sat in the empty seat next to mine. Mr. Evans was talking about the "simple days of the Pythagorean Theorem" or something, but I was stealing glances towards Roxas instead of paying attention.

"Why are you here?" Roxas asked from the corner of his mouth, eyes still focused on the teacher.

I smirked, he's cute. "I'm glad you noticed." I replied.

For a moment he turned his head away from the teacher and stared at me. "You've been in my class all year?" he asked, looking astonished.

"No. I just transferred in yesterday, my dad's job moved us here." I clarified.

"Oh." Roxas sounded relieved. My smirk deepened, even though I wanted so badly to lean over and kiss him right there, that would have to wait.

"Roxas! Pay attention!" Mr. Evans shouted.

"Sorry Leon, I mean, Mr. Evans!" Roxas replied loudly. I didn't bother to stifle my laughter when Mr. Evans face-palmed. But I can't help but wonder, why does Roxas know Mr. Evans' name?

~Roxas~

Crap. I can't believe I just called Mr. Evans, Leon, Cloud's gonna have my head! I'm so annoyed that Axel had the nerve to laugh at me though... even though I like his laugh. There's something sexy and interesting about it... ACK... Did I just call him sexy? I can't be falling for someone who JUST got to school!

Axel looked towards me and grinned. I turned away, hoping he didn't see the blush on my face.

A/N: Thank you guys so much for reviewing! I hope you liked it! Let me know if you have any ideas for the plot, I'm kinda makin' it up as I go!(well, parts of it) Hehe! Anyway, I hoped you like the fact that I wrote parts in Axel's point of view! Again, thanks for your continued support! R&R!