A/N: Some stuff to say about this one. Roxas does seem a little mean, angry and annoying, but it's just how he is XD Axel deals with him pretty well. He is a moody little child. -nods-

Chapter IV: Pissy much?

The redhead moved closer to me, inching his way towards me, the bed screeching beneath his weight.

Doesn't he know the meaning of no?!

"Stay back!" I yelled, kicking my feet at him helplessly.

Axel expertly dogged my feet, his lip turned up into a small smile. "I think it might actually be broken, Roxas. We can go to the infirmary if it is."

I scowled, feeling the anger of being defeated rise in my gut.

Damn him. Damn him. Damn him!

I took a deep breath and scooted forward, letting my legs hang over the side of the table.

Why does he always have to win at everything?

Axel smiled and picked up where he left off. I closed my eyes, squinting hard enough that it actually hurt. I focused on the pain of my shoulder instead of him lifting up my shirt all seductively like that.

Hurry the hell up.

"Arms up."

I lifted my left, glaring. The other one hurt too badly.

"You can't move it?" he asked dubiously.

"Does it look like I can?" I snapped back.

Axel flicked my nose with his index finger, earning himself yet another glare from yours truly. "Just hold still, I'll try to slide it off without hurting you."

Fucking bastard, that sounded way too suggestive.

He managed though, without me jumping him.

"There," he said, placing my shirt onto the blankets next to me. I stared at the shirt. It had short sleeves. Couldn't he have just—? "It looks pretty badly bruised; I think you might have fractured it—maybe broken. You'd have to have an X-ray."

My eye twitched angrily. He ignored it.

I looked down at myself for the first time. Actually, my stomach wasn't that bad. I had soft, creamy looking skin that resembled the color of a peach. I was a little too skinny; maybe that's why I was so damn hungry. My pants hung just over my thin hips. I was actually pretty sexy myself. Hope my face was just as cute.

Okay, I'm never saying thatagain. At least I knew I was definitely a guy. Great. A messed up one, at that.

"Roxas?" Axel asked, waving a hand in front of my face, bringing me back to reality where the annoying redhead resided.

I slapped it away. "What?" I hissed.

"Just making sure you're still with me."

I glowered. "Where the hell would I be?"

Axel laughed. "Pissy much?"

Why the hell do I even like this man?

"Let's get you down to the infirmary then," Axel said, smiling and tossing my shirt into my lap.

—XxX—

"Are we there yet?"

"No, almost though."

I sighed. Yea, I was complaining. But you would be too, if you had to walk through a place like this.

What did they even do here? Think of ways to torture helpless kids with amnesia?

I would have preferred to run, though. The stupid adrenaline rush had never left me. The whole building was all white. Closing me in. It was starting to freak me out. Almost make me claustrophobic. Were they all racist evil scientists here?

Haha. I'm hilarious.

I just really hoped they had a mirror at this place. I wanted to see what color my hair was. And my eyes too. I wondered if I had nice lips. Or a nice ass.

Woah, I'm crossing the line again.

Axel stayed quiet beside me. I wanted nothing more than to yell: "Hey! Wanna race?!" And then sprint down the endless white hallways. It would feel so great to have the wind ripping through my hair, to feel free. But of course, I wouldn't do that.

"Hey kid-"

"I'm not a kid."

"Right, hey short adult."

I huffed. "What?"

"Where here."

I guess we were. I hadn't even realized the white door we were approaching up on the left. I wonder why.

"After you," Axel said, as if acting courteous. I frowned as I walked into the room, feeling nervous already. As long as Vexen wasn't there, I would probably be fine.

The room was bigger than the one I was just in. But guess what? It was still white. Ahh, good old white. I felt the need to slit my wrists and splatter fresh blood all over the walls. That'd show em'.

My eyes focused on the X-ray machine, along with about 5 beds that sat up against the wall. Fake plants sat in the corners and it smelled like antiseptics. It was just like any old hospital room. Which scared me even more. I hated hospitals. I hated it here. My shoulder suddenly felt fine.

"I…think I'll—" I began slowly, as I turned back around towards the now closed door.

"Ah ah ah," Axel scolded, grabbing my wrist in his hand he pulled me along towards yet another white door on the opposite side of the room. I tried to protest all I could, but Axel was way stronger than me.

Curse me and my girlie strength.

"Yo, Luxord! You in there?" Axel shouted, tapping on the door with his free hand that wasn't clutched around my wrist. I paused fighting to get out of Axel's hold for a few seconds. Luxord…Luxord. The name seemed slightly familiar, as if I'd hear it in some past life before.

"Yea, yea. I'm coming—the hell do you need?" asked a bored and monotone voice from behind the door. I heard footsteps tapping on the floor before the man poked his head out of the white door.

"Ahh, if it isn't my favorite patient," Luxord said happily, ruffling my hair with one of this long arms. I sighed.

People need to stop treating me like a kid.

I recognized Luxord from somewhere in the back of my mind. He had short, blond hair and a nice build. Silver hoop earrings studded his ears in many places and he had a short beard. He was probably in his late 20's. He didn't give off the "evil scientist" vibe like Vexen had. I was glad for that.

"He hurt his shoulder," Axel said, pulling me towards Luxord gently. I ripped my hand out of his grasp.

I can walk on my own, thanks.

"Oh did he? Doing what exactly?" Luxord asked, sounding skeptical.

"Thinking he was strong enough to break a door down," Axel laughed. I stepped on his foot.

"Ow, Roxas, watch it," he whined. I smirked.

"Well, let's go ahead and take an X-ray," Luxord droned, walking over to the extremely large, extremely expensive looking machine. It wasn't one of the ones you would see at a run-of-the-mill doctor's office. This one was huge. I bit my lip.

Do I really want to go in that thing?

That was a big fat no. But I had to. Like Axel would ever let me run out of here without getting it checked out first, not after the damn fuss I'd made.

"Go ahead and lay down on the belt. It will move slowly, but there's no need to be scared—it won't hurt at all. Just make sure you stay still," Luxord told me with a small smile plastered on his scruffy face. He didn't look right smiling. I almost wanted to tell him to stop.

I swallowed and took a deep breath, fighting with the part of me that was telling me to run away.

"Rox?" I poked my head out from behind Luxord's shoulder and eyed Axel as he approached me closer. "If it makes you feel any better, I'll be on the other side when you come out," he whispered to me, so softly I doubt Luxord could have heard. I was about to tell him off when the machine turned on and a low buzzing filled the room.

Axel can wait; let's just get this over with.

I sighed and stepped up onto the machine, lowering my head so I wouldn't knock it on the metal. I slowly lay down, a sick feeling entering the gut of my stomach.

"Remember, Roxas, I'll be right on the other side."

I gave him the finger before my body began to move back further into the machine. I heard a faint laugh before everything went back.

It was dark for a few seconds before a small red dot appeared. I stared at it, almost mesmerized when it exploded into a brilliant flash of red, completely blinding me from looking anymore. It didn't hurt, it was just extremely annoying. An irritating buzzing filled my ears then, I felt the need to clasp my hands onto my ears. I remembered Luxord told me to stay still.

Ugh, dammit. I'm ready to get out. Now.

The belt beneath me slid by with protest, I counted the seconds in my head.

1...

2...

3...

4...

5...

Let me out!

Light flooded my eyes again and I let out the breath I was holding in.

I'm never doing that again. Ever.

I stood up quickly, seeing Axel and Luxord both smiling at me which only pissed me off more.

"Good good—now I'll go check the data. You two wait here, it'll only take me a minute." Luxord took off back through the door he'd come from, mumbling something to himself.

And so, I was left with alone Axel.