A/N:Hi, I'm so glad people are reading this story. I was kinda nervous putting it up, since this is my first time publishing a story like this. Please, let me know what you think, and enjoy~

Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts. Like, at all, haha

Axel's POV

I actually got up early for once. My body was screaming at me and my eyes refused to stay open for longer than a minute, but I had to do this to make sure that Roxas didn't arrive before me. I start later in the morning, so waking up at 6 was no easy feat for me.

My mom was in the kitchen making her first morning pot of coffee. When she looked up, it was like she'd seen a ghost or something.

"Axel?! W-what's wrong?! Are you okay?" she exclaimed worriedly nearly dropping her mug.

"Good morning to you too, mom," I responded lazily.

"Oh sweetie, good morning. It's just that I don't think I've seen you up this early since…" She took a patient sip from her coffee. "Actually, I don't think I've ever seen you up this early before."

I yawned and walked over to pour myself a mug.

"What's the occasion?"

"Huh? Oh…" I may have been up, but my mind sure wasn't. "I've just gotta be in earlier, that's all."

My mom didn't respond. I'm guessing she was just happy I was taking school seriously for once. What she didn't know wouldn't hurt her. If things did end up working out between me and Roxas (takes a moment to fantasize) I don't think my mom would have any problem. She's always been very understanding. I polish off the rest of my caffeine fix and make my way to my car.

Pulling up to the school parking lot, I notice my accomplice has already arrived. I park and make my way over to his car where he's laying down in the back seat, knocked out.

I tap hard enough on the window to wake him but not enough to break it. He wakes up with a start, then when he realizes it's me, grimaces and steps out of his car. "I can't believe I let you suck me into this…"

"You didn't let me. I convinced you," I corrected.

"Yeah. Like I'd be convinced to wake up at 6 in the freaking morning."

"Stop your moaning. Let's go." We made our way to the front steps of the school. "You're sure about the time, right?"

Demyx groaned. "Yes, for the thousandth time since last night. Hayner told me he gets here 30 minutes before the first bell every day."

I wondered what possessed Roxas to come in so early every day. Hayner, often referred to as the 'Twighlight Bookie' had informed us that Roxas' first class wasn't until second. I was hoping he'd start third, like me, but it didn't even matter because he came in super early anyway. So now here I am, sitting on the front steps tired as fuck, with a nearly unconscious Demyx at 7 in the morning.

After what felt like 5 minutes but was actually 30, my eyes clicked open from the sound of shuffling. I swiveled to see a student walking into the school building. Turning back around, I can see a few more students heading towards the front doors.

Crap, didn't mean to fall asleep. What if he went in already? What if I missed my chance? No way am I waiting an entire weekend to catch him! I turn and shove Demyx hard in the shoulder.

"Huh?! What's happening?" said Demyx in a half-sleep stupor.

"We fell asleep," I state flatly.

"…oh my god," he muttered.

"I know! We-"

"We fell asleep on the front steps?! What if someone saw us?!" Demyx looked around and saw a few students trickling into the building giving them curios glances. Demyx shrieked a gasp (as only he can do. I don't think a normal person can do that) and grabbed me by the sleeve to drag me inside quickly. "Why did you let me sleep in such a place?!"

"Me? You were supposed to make sure I didn't fall asleep! What if we missed Roxas?!"

Just then the bell rang, signaling the start of first period. I narrowed my eyes at Demyx who gave me an apologetic look.

"Sorry Ax. But hey, you might catch him in school today, or after. Then there's always Monday," he tried to reason.

I knew it wasn't Demy's fault, but I just felt so…epic fail. "Yeah, you're right. I'll try again some other time," I said, even though all I wanted to do was bang my head against a wall. How could I even think this was going to work?

"Okay. I'm gonna go crawl back in my car and sleep like the dead until second." With that, he trotted back to the school parking lot.

I sigh. What was I suppose to do now? I felt tired but I didn't think I could go back to sleep with the thought of not seeing Roxas until Monday. I hadn't even met the dude yet and he was all that was on my mind.

I decided to go out to the back courtyard. It's usually crowded as heck during the day, but looking now, it was a void wasteland. I headed further back to the shaded tables under the trees that were in back of the school. I was planning on just lounging around on one of the tables, but a noise sounded in the trees. I look to see if someone is there. Nothing. Man, I must be losing my mind…or probably I just didn't get enough sleep. I venture further in, just to make sure. But then again, it wouldn't be surprising if there was someone back here. Everyone knows that people come out here to make out all the time since it's a nice spot that people can't see. I was turning back when I caught sight of something white through a tiny slit in the trees. Making my way over a small hill, I could see a gazebo in the center of scattered wild flowers surrounded by thick trees. I didn't know this was here. I walked over and stopped dead in my tracks.

Because there, lying down with his eyes shut, was Roxas.

His iPod touch is lying next to him with skull candy headphones resting nearby. The sun's rays poured through the tiny holes on the roof of the gazebo. It accentuates highlights in his blonde spiky hair. Without even thinking, I reach forward and softly run my hand through it once. He hummed softly in his sleep at the touch of my hand. I thought for sure it would wake him. He was slightly curled up on the bench, wearing a sleeveless black hoodie lined white inside. He had on grey cargo shorts and black high top sneakers. Now that I was up close, I could see that Roxas was pretty small. On stage he gave off such a strong and intimidating presence that it felt like he was filling the room. But in actuality, he could probably barely fill out a chair.

I move my hand down to caress his face, then shut my eyes real quick. Still, he doesn't wake up. I keep my hand where it is and use my thumb to feel his cheek, moving my other hand to stroke his hair. He continues to give off deep breaths that I take silent enjoyment in hearing.

Feeling a little daring, I use my hand that was caressing his face to unzip his sweater. I want to see what tank he's wear- OH MY GOD HE'S NOT WEARING A SHIRT. All I saw was smooth muscle and abs. He wasn't built in any sense, but he wasn't scrawny either. He must run or something, his chest is amazing. I run my hands down said amazement and my pinky lightly brushed by his pink little nipple, making him moan softly. I stare wide-eyed at his reaction. I repeat the gesture. Maybe I just heard that in my own sick-

"Mmm…" he moans. He turns his head over, and I can see a slight tinge to his cheeks. Oh god, he's so fucking cute. Well, this is my only chance, so I might as well take advantage and reap the consequences later. I play with his nipple some more, rubbing it in circles and pulling it softly. He groans and moans at my touch turning his head back and forth. How can he still be asleep? He must be a heavy sleeper. That's good for me! Being bold I bring my mouth down on his nipple.

"Ah…!"

I suck and bite on it playfully. Roxas' mouth finally opens as he softly screams out his pleasure in his slumber. His back arches and his breathing becomes faster as I move to his other hard nipple. I swear, with his moans and subconscious rock of his body, I'm ready to have an orgasm. I take my mouth off and his eyes flutter open from the loss. Shit.

He looks at me with glazed eyes, and I stare back. Maybe if I run now, he won't even know what just-

"What…?"

Shit, too late.

"Who the hell are…what's going…what did…" he stutters. Looking down, he sees his sweater open and saliva dripping from his pink swollen nipples. "WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO ME?!"

"Roxas-" But before I can say anything else, he clocks me right in the jaw.

When I said he was tiny? Yeah, he might be, but his punch sure isn't.

I loll back onto the wood of the gazebo from the impact, hitting the back of my head. Roxas has already shoved his stuff inside his bag and hopped over the side to escape. "Wait!" But he's already in the protection of the lush trees. I sigh and hold my jaw attentively. Man, that guy can throw a punch. I guess I deserved it. Oh who am I kidding, of course I deserved that! I practically felt up the guy while he was asleep! But really, who doesn't wake up from that? And if you're lying out here, all vulnerable with your cute sleepy face NOT WEARING A SHIRT, you're kinda asking for it. But now, not only had I not been able to officially meet him (I mean, he didn't even know my name) but whenever he sees me again, he'll remember me as that guy that attacked him in the forest.

Great. First impressions can go fuck themselves.