No ownership of Kingdom Hearts
Cigarette Boy and Memory Girl
Old cigarettes and memories thrown away create quite an explosion.
Chapter Three: Meeting
Roxas glared at the window, it was late and he was bored because Axel has put his apartment off-limits while his cousin stayed there. Apparently, she was a "fragile" state of mind; Axel had explained stating that she's going through emotional trauma and wants to get away from it all.
What a load of crap.
But there was nothing to do about it; Axel was fiercely protective of his little cousin, stating she's practically the only family he'll have. Axel was disowned from his family a couple of years ago, but still his cousin communicated with him secretly. He doesn't really know much about her, except that fact that she has Axel's respect in everything that she does.
Axel is like him in that way, Roxas has that kind of bond with his seven year old half sister, Xion. Despite the age difference, it was hard for Roxas to think of her as annoying. She was just a kid, and he was pretty sure he was just as annoying when he was seven.
He snapped out of his thoughts as his phone began to vibrate, "Roxas, I need your help, my little cousin is moving in. Apparently she rather die than go home, she's so dramatic." Axel said tiredly. Roxas rolled his eyes, "Geez, I wonder where she gets that from."
"Shut up Cigarette Boy, her parents are crazy. Her mom's a theatre major and her dad did theatrics in high school. Those two loons are always social and stuff, I swear if they were anymore crazier they would be doing some weird publicity stunts. Get over here and help me carry these bags, I don't want my tombstone to say 'Died from shopping.' I still have a good amount of years left."
"Really, because I recall killing you multiple of times in my stories," Roxas replied chuckling.
"I don't have time for this Cigarette Boy; get your lazy ass over here so I don't have to suffer alone. Little Red will take forever when shopping. It won't be pretty."
"I'm coming, stop bitching at me. I'll be there. Later."
"Bye, jerk."
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"You bastard!" Roxas winced as Axel continued to swear profoundly into his phone, and prayed that Xion won't hear anything. "Be quiet you inconsiderate ass, Xion's here."
"Don't call me inconsiderate, you ditched me and I had to go shopping with Pinky, and you know how lazy he is. He and Little Red have a bond I tell you, a bond! There plotting something against me or something. I'm going to die. I can still hear them laughing and whispering, I'm going to die Roxas, and it's your entire fault."
"Actually it would be my pleasure," Roxas commented dryly, "Now stop being such a drama queen. You aren't going to die; you are just some freak arsonist who happens to hear voices in your heads that will eventually kill you, so you are going to die."
"That makes me feel so much better."
"Glad I can help. Later."
"Roxas you-"
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Roxas couldn't sleep.
It was nearing midnight and the house was full of silence, the only sound was the gentle breathing of the people inhabiting the house. His parents and Xion, who can fall asleep in merely seconds, but he can't. He'll spend countless hours staring at the ceiling dreaming, as words begin to form in his mind.
He wonders if she read his stories and if she liked them. He wondered if she flipped through the pages reading at night with only a flashlight, when she was supposed to be sleeping. Or maybe she held it as she slept, hoping his words will sink into her dreams. Maybe she was dreaming of him, just like how he dreams of her.
She's a beautiful girl, not the most stunning the world has to offer, but beautiful in all sense. She's happy with her life and smiles into the camera hoping to share her happiness with the world. So why does she want to burn it, the album?
It's such a pretty album with pictures of such a pretty girl; it would be such a shame for it to be burned.
That's when Roxas decides, he was going to keep it and have her as his perfect little cover girl.
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It was funny how it turned out.
He found himself, walking the familiar path to Axel's bachelor pad for no reason. Maybe he wanted to meet the cousin that had a "bond" with Pinky. Maybe he just wanted to hang out. Maybe he wanted to relax a while, or maybe he wanted to pick a fight with Axel.
He really didn't know.
But he knew he was interested in seeing her, Little Red. The girl, Axel all ways talks about, but never shows pictures of. Apparently family is a matter closed, a chapter burned out of his life, but only she remained. She must be special, something about her…
He smirked as he walked towards Axel's door, and only smirked wider as he saw Axel's pissed off, but sleepy faced.
"So instead of coming in my time of need, you show up now."
"Better late than never Axel, better late than never," Roxas chuckled, his stride confident as he studied the surroundings. In fact…the place did look a bit more…feminine. Light feminine touches such as splashes of color, such as blues, purples and green. Cool colors, but still…after what Axel said, he expected her to be a bit more girly when it came to decorating.
"I wasn't going to let her put pink furniture anywhere, but her room." Axel said, as if reading his thoughts. Roxas nodded, before seating himself on the couch. He lounged on the couch for a while and Axel slumped on the arm chair, clearly exhausted.
"If you want a drink, get it yourself Shakespeare, I'm in no mood to be kind."
"You're never kind."
"Exactly."
Rolling his eyes at Axel's immaturity, he yawned and closed his eyes, "I'm crashing here for the night, don't mind me."
"Why can't you sleep at your own house, I already have one brat, I don't need another."
Roxas was about to come up with a retort, but someone beat him to the punch line. "Who are you calling a brat, you arsonist," A soft voice snapped sleepily and Roxas looked up to see the girl walking towards them.
His eyes widened.
It's her, his cover girl and…she does smell like strawberries, sweet and innocent, yet she knows about the dangers of this world. She seems tired and worn out, and defeated, but she was beautiful. Her reddish-brown hair that reached past her shoulders and bangs that were swept to one side suited her and complemented her facial structure. And the most beautiful eyes, violet…maybe.
"Hi, I'm Kairi, and judging from Axel's glare, I guess you're the one who ditched him when it came to the mall." She smiled at him kindly, before plopping on the seat next to him.
"I'm Roxas and judging from Axel's glare, I guess you're the cousin who formed a "bond" with Marluxia." He replied smoothly. He was excited, giddy even, but didn't even dare to show it. If they find out that it was him…this won't end nicely.
He sprang out of his thoughts when he heard her laugh, "Axel told you about that? He's a paranoid old man, isn't he? Once I form a friendship with his friends he thinks I use all the embarrassing stories against him."
Roxas laughed along with her, "I think that this will be a start of a beautiful friendship."
"Was there ever a doubt?" She questioned, her eyes shining mischievously.
He could only smile along with her, and laugh as the night went on.
A beautiful friendship indeed…
Should I feel guilty about this late update? I worked on this for a while. I have some exams later this week so don't be surprised if I don't update. Roxas and Kairi met!!!Question, do you think Roxas and Kairi should be college students. Or should Kairi be a senior in high school and Roxas is a year older and just graduated. Both ideas work, I just want to know which one you would prefer.
Also, I'm working on a few new fanfics, if I don't work on my old ones, I'm working on my new ones.
Song of this chapter: This Ain't a Scene by Fall Out Boy. (Sometimes the song of the chapter has nothing to do with the chapter itself. I was just listening to it, the moment I write the author's note.)
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