A/N:Heya! What's up people? Sorry for the long MIA-ness, it's a looong story, but so that you don't hate me too much, I was in the hospital. It's all good now, and I'm back~ I'm going to try and update my other to akuroku's as well sometime within the week or so. Please enjoy! ^^

Why am I here? I shouldn't be here. I've never been here in all of my life, and yet here I am, sitting in the nosebleeds of the bleachers with Olette, watching a scrimmage for the soccer team.

"Isn't this great?" Olette sighs happily. She hasn't been going to any of the games or practices anymore, even though she didn't think twice about it before. I would feel bad for dragging her here, but that isn't what happened. She's the one who dragged me here, surprisingly, kicking and screaming, unsurprisingly. I don't much see the point of this, but Olette was adamant about coming here. I told the gang about my hallway discrepancy with Axel during lunch/study hall, and how he accidentally got a hold of the ticking time bomb. Olette thinks that this is part of the "progress" she mentioned before. And coming to this game was helping with said "progress".

"Olette, do you seriously think we're going to accomplish anything by coming to this game? He doesn't even know who I am." Which was a lie.

"That's a lie! Didn't you say you introduced yourselves in the hallway earlier?" she argues, in which I have no rebuttal since it was the truth.

"Yeah, but that doesn't make us friends."

"It doesn't make you strangers either."

Damn her and her debating capabilities.

"Look, can we just go? Being around these people are going to make me break out in hives," I say, without caring how rude it sounded.

"They're not germs, Roxas. A lot of them are actually really nice," she says. I'm glad she ignored my rude statement from before.

Suddenly there is a crazy amount of screaming erupting from the crowd. I look at the scoreboard and see that we are now tied.

"Look Roxas, we caught up! The Twighlight Wolves are going to win!" she cheers loudly with everyone else. I calmly stay seated but keep my eyes glued to the game that was nearly over. It was actually pretty interesting to watch, besides the fact that I was used to seeing games from when my brother did soccer.

Between the bodies of people in my line of vision, I could make out the read of the ace's hair. He was currently talking to one of his teammates in high spirits. Gad he was hot when he was excited.

Okay, that sounded really creepy and really wrong. And Olette wonders why I don't stand a chance?

Speaking of creepy and wrong, the shrill voice of the captain of the Twighlight cheer team can be heard cheering through the field. In her crew-cut white and blue top and miniskirt, I was all but done with her cheering before she even started.

I glance over to see Olette staring not at the game, but at the cheerers for a few seconds before she refocuses. I can tell she misses cheering, and it kills me that it's making her miserable. I wish there were something I could do.

"Axel's got the ball!"

My attention is riveted, and I see that Axel does indeed have the ball. He passes it to a teammate then runs forward full speed. Not even a few seconds later the ball is flying towards him and he jumps for it, kicking it straight into the goal from midair.

The crowd goes flipping nuts. I go flipping nuts.

"YEAH!" I yell jumping out, but I'm drowned out within the crowd. The Twighlight's gather and bro hug. The cheerleaders run onto the field. Everyone knew the Wolves would beat the Bears, even if this was just a scrimmage. But that didn't mean we weren't excited.

Most people have left the bleachers by now, but I quietly sit back down, content, before Olette ask if I want to go see the team. "Why would I want to do something like that?"

"Um, maybe because you're secret lover is on the team?" she says obviously.

"H-he's not my secret l-lover!" I blanch. She just rolls her eyes and drags me down the steps. Seriously, if she was going to drag me anyway, then why did she even ask? "Olette, I'm serious, I-I can't do this! There are too many people here! I'm not ready to see him! What if he doesn't remember me? Worse, what if he doesn't care? Oh god, I think I'm going to throw-up!"

"Quit your panicking! You pretend Axel is going to kill you!"

Going into cardiac arrest would kill me.

"Do you trust me?"

"Huh?"

"I asked if you trust me."

"Of course I do Lettie, you know that," I answer honestly.

"Then trust me now when I say that everything will be fine and Axel is not a bad person. Neither are the people he is close to." She winks as we step onto the grass and trot over to the crowd.

"Demyx!" Olette screams when she gets to the edge of the crowd. From somewhere in the middle, a brown head of hair perks up and squeezes his way towards us through the mass of fans. Ignoring a lot of the screaming and passing on engaging in conversations, he finally appears before us. He's tall and has a mullet haircut. He's clad in the soccer uniform covered in dirt and grass stains.

"Olette! Long time no see girl!" he greets jovially.

"Hey Demyx, and same," she responds, hugging him briefly. After letting go, she points to me, making me immediately start sweating. "This is one of my good friends, Roxas."

"Nice to meet you Roxas, I'm Demyx," he introduces.

"Uh yeahnicetomeetyou," I say quickly and quietly.

"What? I didn't quite catch all of that," he responds. It took enough of my energy just to say that.

"Sorry, he's a bit shy," Olette explains.

"No prob. I use to be the same, before I met him," Demyx says. Who is he talking about? "Ah, speak of the devil. Guns n Roses!"

My head quickly swivels to see Axel approaching us. The closer he gets, the more my heart wants to pop right through my chest.

"Nocturne! Dude, where'd you disappear to? I was trying to congratulate you on a great game," Axel says.

"Meeting up with an old friend. And meeting a new one," he answers.

Axel raises an eyebrow, but looks around Demyx to see me and Olette standing there.

"Oh wow! Olette, haven't seen you in the longest! How are you doing?" He engulfs her in his arms for a bit longer than Demyx had, and she hugs back.

"Not too bad. I've been happy," she answers.

"That's good." They smile at each other, and the friendliness is obvious, but I'm still human, okay? Yes, I'm jealous.

"Hey, Roxas! Good to see you again!"

And like that, it's gone.

"Oh…mm…yeah, you too…" I try to say as clearly as possible, but even to my ears it sounds like a mumble. I also have this really bad habit of pulling my bangs in front of my eyes when I'm nervous.

"He's a shy kid, Axel," Demyx points out, to my absolute torture.

"I know him you goof," Axel chuckles playfully shoving Demyx. "And I wouldn't say he's shy. The last time I met him, he yelled at me."

"What?!" we all yell in unison, and look amongst each other confused.

"You yelled at him Roxas?" Olette asks shocked.

"No I did not!" I yell.

"Yup, just like that," Axel laughs, making me blush a deeper red than I already was. "He yelled 'that's not mine', then proceeded to talk to me in a normal voice. So I don't believe you when you say he's shy."

"Wait, what wasn't his?" Demyx asks. My eyes widen and I fear I might actually go into cardiac arrest.

"Don't worry about it, Demy," Axel says waving it off. "I do remember you were once a shy goofball. Now you're just a goofball," he laughs, causing Demyx to protest. They clown around while I sigh a breath of relief. It was bad enough that all of my friends knew about my stupid crush, and even worse that Axel indirectly knows. I don't need nor want another soul to know.

Axel catches me staring at him and puts a finger to his lips and winks. It was like he was trying to cause me never-ending heart palpitations. I do appreciate the gesture though. He wasn't going to tell anyone. I love you.

What?

WHAT?!

Did I just admit I love him?! I mean, I wrote I was in love with him, but the thought of loving him…

…is way too mush stimulation for me to even be thinking about right now.

"Hey, me and a few of the others are going down to Willy's Waffles in a few. You guys should come," Axel suggest. I am ready to shake my head profusely and speed-walk away, but Olette has decided to answer of both of us before I even have the chance to decline.

"We're in!"

Okay, so I decided to stop there, which is pretty short, so the next chapter might be up sooner than I thought, haha. But not before the others though. Also, just a quick question. While I've been "sick" (like I said, it's a looong story) is anyone interested in reading some new akurokus I've come up with? I don't particularly wish to put them up at this point, since I'm so backlogged, but I do want to know if anyone is interested in hearing a summary or preview of one or so. Please PM me if you are. If not, that's fine, I just hoped you enjoyed this chapter! Look forward to more~