Chapter 3: Oh yeah, that blonde kid …
A/N: Chapter three, in Axel's POV! Oh god, I can't stop listening to nyan cat … You know, the one on youtube that lasts for about three hours and 30 minutes and then when it ends your brain is officially fried. I think that's what helped me write chapter 10 of this story (you'll get what I mean when you read it). Anyway, enjoy, this one came out pretty fast huh? I probably won't update again until later this week … -_-
Warnings: curse words, perverted Axel (as usual), Naminé's dislike for anything darker than a light shade of gray …
Disclaimer:
INTERVIEWER: We're in an interview today with Kaoru Hitachiin from Westminster High's Ouran High School Host Club. Tell us, Kaoru-san, do you own Kingdom Hearts?
ME: Ha, I wish … I do own 358/2 Days and a T-shirt with Sora, Roxas, Kairi, Mickey, Donald and Goofy on it …
INTERVIEWER: That's not good enough …
ME: Aww …
Reviews:
carolina1k-Are you happy now? BTW, when you have your demon baby with your demon husband, if it's a girl name it Hana Lulu Hawaii Banks. Then FLUFF-e gets his wish and your kid's first name won't be Hawaii … if it's a boy then I don't know what to tell you.
Azelf1717-Lucky, I got to sleep at about six and then woke up at nine 'cause my dad wanted to drag me to Golden Corral for a father's day breakfast. And yes, Roxas fits pretty darn well in Axel's lap XD
Rikku2233-Thanks! I tried to make it as funny as I could now 'cause things will start getting uber complicated around chapter fifteen and then escalate from there until just about the last chapter (but we'll always have the wonder pair Axel and Roxas for comic relief … and sometimes Kairi)
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I yawned and stared blankly at the small television in this small sorry excuse for a living room. There was nothing on even though it was Saturday, a good day for advertisers to spew movies and such to all the lazy asses out there who can't get past working at Burger King for a living. And currently, the best thing on was the 1978 version of Halloween and I've seen that so many times, I can repeat the lines alongside the characters with the t.v. on mute. The first week of school was finally past and the teachers had blessed us with minimal homework (meaning they're part of that group of lazy asses and probably didn't bother making any work). The week wasn't all boring though. I got to meet Roxas, the interesting little blonde with a bite. And I'm serious, he bit me two days ago. It didn't matter though, I'd find a way to crack the walls he's built up … for me. Should I feel special?
"Hey, you!"
I turned to glare at the person who broke my concentration. My older brother, Reno. Sure, he lets me and Kairi stay with him instead of our Grandmother or even worse, our deadbeat parents, but man could he be a pain in the ass sometimes.
"I have a name you know," I drawled.
"Yeah, and I gave you that name so be glad I don't take it away and just call you slave," he retorted.
It's true, my name is Axel because my dumbass brother suggested it to my delirious mother who was so far gone at the time she didn't really give a damn what my name was. Kairi was luckier, my aunt named her. I shook the thought away, sighing, and turned back to Reno.
"So, what do you want?"
"For you to get out and entertain yourself elsewhere. My t.v. is obviously zombifying you and I've got company coming over."
"You mean your boss or whoever it was I heard you screwing the other night?" I asked dully.
"How did you—never mind. Just get out," he sighed.
"Can't you say it nicely?"
"… Fine. Go enjoy your teenage years out in the sunshine twirling around in a meadow like some gay sparkly faerie while enjoying company the company of those weirdoes you call your friends and please get the fuck out of my house!" he pleaded, flailing his arms around before landing in front of me on his knees with his hands clasped together. I decided to give him a break and got up before shuffling out of the living room and upstairs to put clothes on (since I was still in my pajamas). I dragged my jeans on (just plain ones) and a black shirt with a green logo about the same color as my eyes on it before shuffling back downstairs and out the door.
"Do you have your cell phone with you?" Reno yelled from the family room.
"What are you, my Grandma?" I yelled back, not bothering to say 'mother' since that woman couldn't give two shits about her own children. And anyway, Reno nitpicks way too much.
I just sauntered out and started walking, not really paying attention to where I was going since I really had no destination in mind. So I just let my mind wander. Wander to school and my friends who're all too good to me and to that cute little blonde with the feistiest attitude. I had first heard about him from Riku when he and Sora found out Sora's best friend (almost like a family member) was quitting home school and coming to our high school. I didn't really care much, at the time it only meant another snobby rich kid to deal with. Not that anyone new was really that interesting to me and anyway he was two years younger than me (though I found out later that he skipped a grade, so he's a junior). It just meant that now, we would have an intelligent snobby rich kid who thought he was just that much better than everyone else. I immediately wanted to avoid him, not even really trusting the fact that he was friends with Sora (Sora's not good a judge of character anyway). Much to my luck, note the sarcasm, I got to meet him on Monday and much to my luck, this time I mean it, I was immediately drawn in. I'm not sure what it was, but the moment I looked into those cerulean eyes, I couldn't look away. He was hypnotizing, not to mention extremely cute and a skater. Hmm, maybe what I said sounded a bit too corny. Anyway, I wanted to get to know this kid and it could only be all the more helpful that he shares my friends, two of my classes, lunch time, hell even my route home. Not to mention, he seemed to warm up to me immediately though if only to make him glare more. He didn't seem to like me that much, especially after we all went a little too wild in his house. Surprisingly, though, his mom seemed to love me. She even invited me over again (much to Roxas' dismay). I had to decline, I didn't want to seem like a stalker and scare him away anymore (I already had him in my lap enough … not that way you perverts). He probably thinks I'm a total creep … I'd find me creepy. What with the multiple tattoos on my face and arms and the red spiky hair. And the malachite eyes I'd inherited from my … mother. I had to swallow thickly at the thought of that woman again. She didn't deserve to be called my mother. And I couldn't let her keep invading my mind's space, it was reserved only for schoolwork and an adorable little blonde boy … one I didn't deserve.
I sighed and kicked at the sidewalk. I didn't even know the kid and I kept getting the urge to kiss him (of course I won't, the midget knows karate). Ugh, I'm such a jackass. I haven't even really been near his lips (except for when he bite me on Thursday for groping him in the middle of Chem class). Not to mention, he's way to good for someone like me, with the childhood worthy of winning an award on lifetime. He's classy and intelligent … and those rare moments when he does smile light the rest of any room he's in up. I wanted to get to know him more, even though I shouldn't, but from what I've seen this past week he wants nothing to do with me.
"Hey, mopey redhead!"
I looked up.
"Yeah you!" someone yelled, running towards me. I rolled my eyes in annoyance.
"What, Demyx?"
"You looked bored out of your mind …" he laughed. I sighed for what seemed like the hundredth time this day.
"I am, man. Reno kicked me out so I've got nowhere to go," I told him.
"I'd invite you to hang out with Zexy and me but … you look like you've got something on your mind, or someone?" Demyx asked, the question sounding more like a statement. I stayed quiet.
"Let me guess … spiky, yet somewhat curly, blonde hair, blue eyes, small stature, tendency to bite …"
"That was once!" I said defensively. Dammit, Riku why'd you have to tell this Sitar playing goof-face? He just snickered at the glare I gave him.
"I got it, didn't I?"
"Maybe … I don't even know the kid that well."
"Roxas Shiroi, fifteen, junior, born March thirteenth, five-four, loves music and art, hates Cole slaw, son of one of the most famous modern artists in … ever—"
"Okay Dem, I got it! I don't need his life story! How'd you know all of that anyway?"
"Duh, my boyfriend is Zexion."
"Whatever. What are you doing out here anyway?" I asked.
"Hmm. What was I doing …? Oh right! I was going to the store 'cause my mom wasn't feeling up to it."
"Um, Dem, you do know the stores that way …" I pointed in the direction he was just skipping from. He blinked and followed my finger.
"Oh—I knew that."
I stared at him for a second.
"Were you dropped on your head as a baby?"
"RUDE!"
I laughed as he ranted about my subtle hint at calling him stupid. He isn't really stupid, he just doesn't do his work because he's another one of those lazy asses I mentioned. His mom must've begged him to go to the store for her. Either that or she threatened him.
"Don't you have somewhere to be?" he asked.
"I thought we went over this … I'm bored as hell, if I had somewhere to go, I'd be there already," I sighed, seriously rethinking the whole 'he's not really stupid' thought I had earlier. Regardless, he stared at me as if I were missing something painfully obvious. Then it hit me.
"No."
"Why not? You're bored, he's home …"
"How do you even know if he's home?"
"Zexion …"
"Hmm … it's still a no."
"Why not?"
"I'm not going to try and look like I'm stalking the poor kid, he already hates me enough!"
"God, you're a stick in the mud!"
"Well you're a pain in my ass!"
"Jeez, difficult much? And anyway, where's Kairi?"
I stared at him for a moment before feeling a certain need to check my phone. There was a text … from Kairi.
Pick me up at this address in thirty minutes or just come
hang out for a little while :þ
Kai
Below the text was an address that I immediately recognized.
Roxas' address.
"What was it?" Dem asked plainly.
"Message from Kai. She's at Roxas' place," I answered. Dem smiled and wiggled his eyebrows like a villain. I just rolled my eyes and pushed him out of my way.
"Hey, your problems are solved," he offered.
"Well, one of them is …"
"What's the other one?"
"You."
Dem pulled a pout on me and walked away, dejected. I had the urge to laugh at him just to make it worse but he didn't need to be held up even more and end up facing his mother's wrath. She's probably one of the scariest moms I've ever seen (the other two being Mrs. Leonhart and my own mother).
I sighed for what now is the millionth time that day and waved to Dem who waved back excitedly, glad I acknowledged him before we both left. Then I started walking down the street to Roxas' house. The surprising thing; he doesn't live very far. Which Kairi probably loved since she hated walking and was becoming as lazy as our older, lazier sloth of a brother. And she's too years younger than me, she should be filled with energy. My family's a sad, sad thing.
It took about fifteen minutes to make it to the house. Sorry, mansion. The place is huge! Though Naminé didn't seem like the type of person to brag about her wealth so I'm surprised she got a house so big. And speaking of Naminé, the driveway was full so I guessed she was in. I knocked on the door (according to the second message Kairi sent me, the doorbell doesn't work anymore and they kept forgetting to fix it) and waited for someone to answer. After about twenty seconds, someone did. And by someone I mean …
"Roxas … hey," I greeted when he opened the door. He looked mildly surprised, though if it was because of my presence or the fact that I called him by his actual name for once I wasn't sure.
"Hey," he said quietly, lowering his gaze and letting me in.
"Kai said you'd probably be coming to hang for a while so we're all in the living room."
I gazed at him questioningly.
"How many people are here?" I asked curiously.
"Kairi, Xion, me, Naminé, and now you so get your butt in here and join the fun," he said monotonously. I chuckled and followed him as we walked through the hallway, keeping my eyes trained on his ass. Until he told me told stop molesting him with my eyes. And I complied, since he's apparently a ninja now and just knows these things. He didn't look back at me once, if you didn't notice …
"How did you—"
"I could feel your eyes burning holes in my back pockets, you were staring way too intensely."
I was still someone surprised at this, but quickly put it past me in favor of moving closer and winding my arms around his slender waist.
"I get what you mean, I'd rather touch than just looking anyway …" I whispered, my fingers slyly moving down to grip his butt. Don't blame me, it asked to be touched!
"I'll bite you again, I swear!" he growled, trying to twist away from the touch.
I just laughed, pulling him against me just as his mom came into the hallway wondering where we were. When she spotted us, she did the last thing any normal mom would do. She offered for us to grab a room upstairs to be alone. Roxas' face turned just as red as my hair and I had to admit, I blushed a little as well at the idea. Naminé just laughed and told us our alternative option would be un-glue ourselves from one another and join her in the living room. We both accepted that one, though I'd secretly wished we had accepted her first offer and found a room upstairs. I brushed it off just as quickly as I followed her to the living room.
"Why are we here instead of in the back room anyway? It's bigger and if anyone makes a mess, no stains will show …" Roxas grumbled.
"Roxas, that's because you gothified it. It's the blackest room in this house, even your room is brighter," Naminé explained nonchalantly.
"Wow, now I kinda want to see what your room looks like," I laughed. He scowled at me like usual.
"Okay, okay, nut I really do want to see the back room. Just to see for myself if it's all that bad."
Naminé sighed.
"Alright, but now you'll know why I never let Marluxia mess with Roxas' wardrobe. He'd be wearing black all day, every day!"
As a matter of fact, I looked down at him and noticed that for the first time this week, he wasn't wearing black or anything dark for that matter. In fact, his jeans were a very faded, light blue color. And his shirt was a buttoned up, cream white casual shirt. And he had no socks on or anything like it was just a lazy day for this family as well. I found it … extremely adorable. I wanted to touch him again, and no not out of lechery. Just a casual touch. Though, truth be told, I could barely resist the urge to just bend down and kiss those shiny pink lips. … That were turned down in a frown.
"What are you staring at?" he asked, confused and probably curious about the way I was acting right now. I heard giggles just then and looked over my shoulder to see the girls direct their all knowing smiles toward me encouragingly. Great. Everyone but the person I want is on my side. Roxas doesn't even like me. I shook my head at him, telling him it was nothing and I was just thinking. He knocked my arm lightly, calling me a space case before leading me to the backroom. Naminé, Xion, and Kairi followed, though Naminé looked upset to be visiting that particular part of the house.
When we got there, I was honestly surprised. Naminé wasn't lying when she said it was all black. The couch, the recliner, the curtains, the t.v., the computer, the posters covering the wall, even the cat lying comfortably in the corner. But, I liked it. It had personality. And it somewhat described Roxas' personality as well. It showed that he loved music, by the many cds sitting on the ebony computer desk and the playlist on the screen. It showed he like animals by the way the cat seemed well taken care of. It showed he enjoyed art almost as much as his mother though in different forms, shown by the landscapes on two of the walls showing a starless night over the sea. It showed that he enjoyed peace and quiet by the way he kept the windows and door closed and the technology on low volume. It showed he was intelligent and serious about his work by the many school papers (parents' homework as they call it) stacked in an organized way on top of the desk, the papers being some of the few things to brighten up the room. It also showed that he preferred the dark but the way curtains were closed and the lighting was low.
All of this, I assessed in a few seconds as he led us over to the couch. Poor Naminé looked like she couldn't take it. I could understand that she would want to stay in the living room filled with nothing but white.
"I'm sorry," she apologized, "This room is so depressing!"
"Thanks for the wonderful support mom …" Roxas grumbled, shaking his head at his overly dramatic mother.
"We need girl time, this room saddens us," Naminé exclaimed, poking fun at Roxaswho just rolled his eyes at her antics. She told us to call if we needed anything then dragged Kairi and Xion out as she shut the door. Roxas flopped onto the couch and scooted over to leave room for me. I moved slowly to sit next to him, surprised at the offer. He stayed quiet for a few minutes, staring at nothing in particular, and most likely thinking to himself.
"Sorry if this room depresses you," he said quietly after a moment. I stared at him for a while before answering.
"It doesn't, actually it reminds me of you," I said.
"So, you're saying I'm boring and depressing?" he asked.
"No! I'm saying that you're quiet and somewhat confusing, like the dark. Unpredictable, but you want someone to figure you out. You're interesting, intelligent, caring, and you obviously love music," I told him sincerely. He stared back at me in surprise.
"How'd you figure that?" he asked.
"I had a little conversation with the room when I walked in," I smiled.
"I do stay in here more than I stay in any other room, even my own room," he said quietly.
"It certainly expresses a lot about you," I said, equally as quiet.
"Naminé hates it," he laughed dryly.
"I love it …" I whispered, moving my hand to his cheek to stroke it. I could barely control myself anymore as I stared into those blue eyes. And I started to move our faces closer until our lips almost met. I could even feel it when he moved them to speak.
"Wha—"
Then the door slammed open.
Dammit!
"Stop making out, I'm ready to go home …"
I sighed and rolled my eyes.
"Shit, Kairi, we haven't even been here that long!" I groaned.
"I know but Reno called and said that Grandma called for us. Something about our parents," she explained.
I felt my face shift into a darkened expression at the mention of those to, but quickly wiped it off to look over at Roxas again. His entire face was red and he was almost glaring at the floor. I sighed, got up and ruffled his hair (to which he swatted at my hand), then made to leave with Kairi. I turned to glance at him one last time from the entrance and caught it just in time as he mouthed the word 'bye Axel' while his eyes stayed glued to the black carpet. I smiled to myself and waved just before leaving.
The entire visit seemed, even if just a little bit, like an important starting point. Or maybe it was the catalyst to move something along. Whichever, who really knows? There's one thing I do know for sure …
As impossible as it seems, I'm starting to fall for the little blonde.
Damn, this'll get complicated. I just hope that I get to stick with him in the end. It's no use if I ignore my feelings. As new as they are they're certainly sincere, got it memorized?
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A/N: Oh my GOD, the nyan cat song is STILL PLAYING! This was a kind of short chapter huh? In case you're wondering, Roxas is still as confuzzled as ever about his emotions.
By the way, I've had a strong dislike for back rooms/family rooms ever since my insane friends dragged me by my legs in the back room to play Brawl on the wii. … I shall never forget that day, but my point is I would absolutely love to have Roxas' back room. If you haven't noticed, Naminé's living room is supposed to represent light and Roxas' backroom is supposed to represent darkness. I felt it would be fitting of the characters as Naminé always wears the white dress and until Twilight Town in KHII, Roxas always wears the black Organization coat. The back room also points out various aspect of his personality but still has the air of mystery to it.
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I'm sorry, this damn nyan cat's driving me insane (I can't stop listening to it!) [I made my dad listen to it, he told me it fried his brain too …]
Anyway, Review please ^^
