Author's Note: Okay boys and girls, here it is - chapter four. All about Axel and Roxas this time, sorry if you were hoping for some side-pairing love. (There's plenty of time for that later! ;D) For this piece I felt like I really needed to focus on the two of them and get their relationship back in whack, 'cause boy, did it turn dramatic. I wasn't expecting the emotions to be so hectic, but I guess their issues ran a little deeper than I had first percieved...
I had a lot of fun writing the first half of this especially, I must say. I think I owe it completely to the utter insanity of this Orgy XIII member I couldn't help but include in this story of madness and mayhem...hehe... :P
Also, I want to say a big THANK YOU for all the wonderful reviews!!!! I never imagined this would get all the kind attention it has. Really, thank you guys SO MUCH, your comments definitely keep me motivated...and distracted form my schoolwork a the same time...haha XD. So all of you who reviewed take a paopu cookie!! *hands cookies to you*
Oh, and this chapter is dedicated to Terra Hotaru, for all her lovely comments on this fanfic and several others. You rock!! ;)
On that note, enjoy everyone! This one's a crazy ride...
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When the last bell rang at three o'clock, Roxas realized to his dismay that he would he spending the next hour in detention – with Axel, of all people. Roxas was not at all eager to see his redheaded boyfriend after what happened at lunch. He had successfully avoided the older boy for the remainder of the school day, but he knew there was no avoiding Axel in detention.
Making up his mind to simply ignore the redhead for the next hour, Roxas pushed open the classroom door where detention was being held and found, to his further dismay, that he and Axel were the only ones in trouble that day.
Axel's head immediately snapped up at the sight of the blonde, but Roxas avoided eye contact as he approached the Dean of Students miserably.
Saïx took Roxas's detention slip from him and scribbled his name down in his ledger. Roxas fidgeted uncomfortably, but sure if he could handle a one-on-one detention time with Axel that afternoon.
"Sir, may I reschedule my detention for another time?" the blonde asked hopefully.
"No, you may not," Saïx said dismissively, penning his signature at the bottom of Roxas's slip.
"But sir, I'd really rather—"
"LOOK, I DON'T GIVE A RAT'S ASS WHAT YOU'D RATHER DO! IF YOU DON'T WANT TO BE IN DETENTION THEN SHOW UP TO SCHOOL ON TIME! NOW SIT DOWN AND SHUT UP!" Saïx erupted, and Roxas could've sworn the man's hair stuck up on end.
With a frightened squeak, the blonde fled the front of the room and crashed down in a seat on the opposite side of the room from Axel.
Saïx caught his breath and snatched up his ledger angrily.
"Now the two of you are to sit here and think about what you've done for the next hour! Understood?" he man snapped, glaring at both boys.
"But sir, we were just tardy—" Axel began before Saïx growled, literally growled, at him.
"JUST DO IT! AND IF I SEE YOU OUT OF YOUR SEATS WHEN I GET BACK I WILL END YOU!!" the man screamed before storming out of the classroom, slamming and locking the door behind him.
Roxas shuddered at the prospect of Saïx "ending" him. Although he wouldn't mind it if the crazed Dean of Students went nuts on a certain lanky pyro at the moment…
"Man, Saïx is on edge. It's like he goes berserk sometimes. I think he's bipolar. Maybe he just needs a good fu—whoops," Axel caught himself at the outraged expression on the blonde's face.
"Okay, sorry, bad topic. Roxas, are you still mad at me?" Axel asked the blonde, who in response scoffed and turned his head away to face the wall.
Axel sighed. "I'll take that as a yes."
The redhead stood up from his seat and walked across the room, stopping to stand beside the blonde's desk. Roxas looked up at him and cocked an eyebrow.
"Didn't you hear Saïx? We're not supposed to move," the blonde said indifferently.
Axel rolled his eyes, secretly relieved that the blonde would at least speak to him.
"Do you really think I give a shit what Saïx says? He's probably licking the dirt off Headmaster Ansem's shoes night now. Besides," he sat in the seat next the blonde and bent his head down, trying to catch the boy's gaze, "You were so far away."
Roxas sighed softly, his anger melting and giving way to an underlying sadness that had plagued him since lunch.
"Was I just a sex buddy to you?" he asked in a voice barely above a whisper, looking up at the redhead with wide, hurt-filled eyes.
Axel's eyes shot open in surprise at the blonde's question.
"No, wha—? Roxas, why would you even think that? Is this because of what Demyx said earlier?" the redhead asked, holding the blonde's gaze.
Roxas blinked his eyes in an attempt to rid himself of the prickling tears that threatened to fall and he nodded, hating how completely vulnerable he was at the moment.
"God damn him. Always saying the stupidest things. Listen, Roxas, I honestly don't remember ever saying that. But if I did, and it hurt you, I'm so sorry. But you know how I feel about you, Rox. You know you're so much more than that to me. Don't you?" Axel said, worry etched across his features.
"Y-yeah, I do. It's okay, Axel," Roxas said, trying to dismiss the conversation because he could feel the tears welling up behind his eyes.
Axel stood from the chair and got down on his knees on the side of Roxas's desk, taking the blonde's hands within his own and locking eyes with him. Roxas looked down at him, startled, but didn't move his hands away or break the eye contact.
"No, it's not okay. Roxas, listen to me. I know I used to be a manwhore back in freshman year. No, I was," Axel said quickly when Roxas tried to protest.
"I slept around because I used to think that it was the only way to connect with people and feel like I was wanted. But then I met you, and you showed me that I could connect with people other ways, and that I didn't have to give myself up to someone physically just to feel wanted, or needed. And I fell so hard for you, Roxas, and I was so scared because I had never been in love before and I wasn't even sure you'd consider being with a guy, let alone me," Axel said, a nervous laugh making it apparent that those old fears were real and haunting.
Roxas fought down the lump forming in his throat as Axel went on.
"And when we were sitting in Kairi's kitchen at the end of sophomore year and you kissed me, I swore at that moment I could die the happiest person alive. Because then you looked me in the eyes and smiled at me with so much warmth that I knew I would never feel unwanted again. So you see, my beautiful Roxas, even if you did nothing but smile at me like you did that day, I'd be just as happy as I was last night. Because we are so much more than that, and you are so much more than that to me. I am completely, deeply, madly, truly, head-over-heels in love with you, Roxas, and I'd stay here on my knees all day to prove that to you," Axel said, warm and sincere smile lighting up his face.
The room fell into a still silence as Roxas stared at the redhead, wide-eyed and stunned speechless.
Only when a quick succession of teardrops fell onto their intertwined hands did Roxas realize he was crying. Axel was about to speak, believing the blonde was upset with him, when Roxas let out a strangled cry and collapsed on top of the redhead, crushing his mouth in a searing kiss and sending his chair flying out from under him.
The pair heard the crash of wood and metal but it sounded strange and faraway as they threw themselves into the stormy kiss, Axel vaguely aware that it was Roxas's tongue that deepened the kiss first. Axel weakly held the blonde's waist as Roxas straddled him to the floor, kissing him with breathtaking passion and gripping fistfuls of the redhead's hair as if it was the only thing keeping him anchored to reality.
After a full five minutes of electrifying kisses, Roxas finally pulled away, only to kiss each of Axel's oddly short eyebrows, the tip of his nose, and his forehead before taking several heaving breaths in order to steady himself.
"I love you, Axel, I do. I'm so sorry for doubting you. I was stupid and scared. God, I love you so much," the blonde's voice cracked as fresh tears fell down his cheeks. Axel held the blonde steady as he sat upright, the blonde now straddling his lap. Gently, Axel kissed each of Roxas's tears away, whispering sweet nothings into the boy's ear and holding his love close, his hands tracing soothing patterns on the blonde's back.
"It's okay, Roxie. It was your first time, you were in a vulnerable place, and you heard an awful thing." Axel said softly, kissing the blonde's cheek.
Roxas pulled away from the redhead in order to lock eyes with him.
"Why are you so understanding?" he said, a crooked smile on his lips.
"Well, one of us has to be," Axel replied with a teasing smile. Roxas laughed shakily and wiped his tears away with the back of his hand.
"Sorry baby. I'll try not to judge things so quickly from now on." The blonde said, lacing his fingers behind Axel's neck.
"Ooh, you only call me pet names when you're in a really pro-Axel mood. I'm coming to the conclusion that I'm not in the doghouse anymore. Then again, you did also tackle me to the floor and kiss me senseless, so I think it's safe to assume I've been forgiven." Axel teased with a cheeky grin.
Ten minutes later, Saïx returned, marching up to the front of the room and standing with an authoritative arms-crossed pose that just screamed superiority complex.
He shifted his suspicious gaze from Axel to Roxas, who were still in their respective seats, hands folded on top of their desks.
"Well, the hour is up. It seems your detention is over. I hope you've thought long and hard about why you are here, and I hope not to see you in the near future. Good afternoon," Saïx said without an ounce of friendliness and gestured towards the opened door.
Axel and Roxas slowly stood from their seats, gathering their book bags and calmly moving up the rows of desks and toward the classroom door.
It was then that Saïx's gaze fell on several pieces of splintered wood that made a sort of trail to the small utility door in the back of the room.
"Boys, what is the meaning of this?" the blue-haired man asked, pointing to the trail of debris.
"No idea, sir. It must've been like that when we came in," Axel said innocently as the boys walked just a little more quickly towards the door.
Saïx immediately made a hurried march over to the utility closet, throwing the door open and gasping loudly at the sight of the ruined chair.
"Boys, come back here this instant! I will end you for this! GET BACK HERE!!" Saïx screamed, but Axel and Roxas had long since sprinted out of the room and out the front doors of the school, not stopping until they were both in Roxas's car and bursting into adrenaline-fueled hysterics as the blonde pulled out of the parking lot in the direction of home.
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Author's Note: When I wrote that last bit about the desk and Axel and Roxas's epic escape from Saïx's clutches, The Breakfast Club immediately popped into my head. LMAO. Axel would so be John Bender. I wonder who Roxas would be...Claire maybe? HAH. XD