Chapter Four
Stupid, Stupid Sora

Axel barely sleeps. It's nine in freaking the morning and he's already up and downstairs with my mother doing God knows what, all I know is that they are laughing it up, pots and pans clinking and clanging together while they seem to be engrossed in conversation. I cringe at the mental image of him in a frilly apron cooking breakfast; only the Lord knows what he's cooking up.

Probably crack or something, and then he'll sprinkle it on my eggs and I'll become an addict and drop out of school and then years down the road, after I've gone to rehab and painstakingly got my life back on track, I'll look my mother in the eyes and say:

I totally fucking told you so.

I groan as I sit up, then I scream really loud because my window is thrown open and Sora tumbles in, full of scratches from the tree and he's lying on my floor panting. When he scrambles up off my carpet, he does a nose dive onto my bed, flying under the covers and squealing like a damned girl.

"Roxas, Roxas, Roxas, Roxas, Roxas, Roxas, Roxas, Roxas, Roxas, Roxas, Roxas, Roxas, fucking Roxas!"

I stare at him, just stare with a completely blank expression as I take in his flushed cheeks and Mick Jagger smile. I didn't even know Sora's mouth could go that wide.

"…Sora?" I say cautiously and he squeals, gripping my shoulders and shaking me roughly, my head is just going in every direction and when he stops, I have fucking whiplash. My stomach is all queasy because in the mornings, I always have the weakest stomach, I mean like, just sneeze in front of me and I'll gag, but catch me later on in the day and I'll have the gut of steel.

"My mom brought home the most…like…I can't even explain to you how utterly and amazingly fucking delicious this guy is!" and then I feel the world slowly turn on me and look me right in the face, the biggest, smuggest fucking smile on its face and it's totally saying:

I fucked you over, again.

"He's from the same place Axel's from, apparently my mom agreed to bring him because he's Axel's best friend or something but I don't care because god damn it Roxas, he's the man of my dreams!"

In case you didn't realize this by now (what are you, freaking slow?), Sora happens to be the gayest, most out of the closet person in the entire world. Well, besides Elton John of course. I swear he isn't scared of homophobes, or mobs of said homophobic people. He's here and he's queer and what not.

I on the other hand…well I haven't told anyone but Sora, Naminé and Olette. I'm ashamed, I'll admit it. I see the way Sora's treated at school, the way people just make fun of him and I wouldn't be able to handle it all with a smile. I'd totally kill someone and then I'd be expelled and my mother would be like 'Oh Roxas, why?' and my principal would be like 'because he killed this boy' and then my mother would look at me all disappointed and it would break my heart and I'd be like 'he called me a faggot' because I'd have to explain myself to her.

Then, she'd find out I'm gay and tell my father who'd tell Uncle Leon, who'd tell Aunt Betty and so on and so forth and before you know it, I'm as out as Sora and I can't handle all the attention.

"Sora…he's your step brother," I say curling my lip up in disgust but Sora rolls his eyes at me, sending me a look as if I'm the one who had to go to special Ed. instead of him for the entire course of elementary and middle school. I'm not saying anything bad about people in special Ed. I'm just saying…Sora went to special Ed.

"Uhm no, he's not. He's just under my mom's care for the time being, I can bang him till my eyes fall out because we aren't even related by papers," His smile is so big and pleased I feel like I'm going to throw up. Especially because I just pictured Sora thrusting so hard his eyes fall out and that is completely and utterly disgusting.

"I still think it's nasty," I say getting up, my door flies open making Sora scream like a terrified 5 year old girl and my scream isn't too manly either.

"Breakfast is ready…Oh, you," It's Axel and he's staring directly at Sora, who in turn, smiles a little sheepishly at Fat-head. Yeah, I've taken to referring to Axel as Fat-Head in my mind, I prefer it over his real name, I just hope it doesn't slip out one day.

"Why are you here?" I hiss and Axel rolls his eyes, cocking his hip out and planting his hand on it.

"Listen Squirt, you don't gotta be so hostile, yah hear? Just get your scrawny ass down here n' eat fucking breakfast. You too brownie," he says and turns, walking back to the kitchen.

"He seems nice," Sora says from the bed and I whip around to look at him, I look at the door then back at Sora a few times before slamming the door shut, locking it and racing over to my cousin, who looks very lost.

"I caught him sneaking out last night, then he came home and looked completely wasted, I don't want to tell my mom because he'll shank me in my sleep but I know he is not to be trusted," I hiss and Sora raises and eyebrow at me, before throwing his head back and laughing.

"What do you mean 'not to be trusted'? Roxas, he's from a troubled teens camp, of course he's going to cause trouble for crying out loud! Jeeze and you call me stupid."

I really don't know what to say or think right now. Sora is fine with the fact that he's sharing a roof with a delinquent? He's completely at ease with this, and is simply going to accept the fact that these boys can totally ruin our good family name!?

"Roxas you are too much of a spazz. Just enjoy the tasty man-meat your mother has hand delivered to you!"

"Okay, I'm going to completely ignore you using the term 'Man-meat' and instead slap you on the side of the head," I slap him and it's fairly hard too, because, is he stupid? Wait no, don't answer that.

I can't believe it; he can't honestly think Axel is attractive in the least? Did he not see the man, for Christ's sake? He is obnoxious, rude and dirty.

"Axel is disgusting, so I don't know what deliciousness you're talking about," I grumble, slowly making my way towards my bathroom and Sora follows me, his mouth open in shock.

"What do you mean disgusting?! Did you see his hips and legs? Good god, I just want to run my tongue-"

"SORA!"

"Sorry, sorrrryyyy," he smiles at me with a bright and devious glint in his eyes and I know he's enjoying this far too much. "But seriously Roxas, you can't tell me you think he's completely gross? I mean…what's so bad about him?" Sora looks honestly and truly confused and I roll my eyes, turning on the tap and washing my face before answering him.

"He's dirty, he's a delinquent and he's a loud mouth, plus…he has a weird nose," I look at Sora from the corner of my eye and he's just staring at me, that's it, no facial expression, nothing. I won't ever admit to anyone that I think Axel's nose is completely adorable, so like a fifth grader, I'll just make fun of it because I like it.

It's slender, with a nice thin bridge and a tiny, cute little tip.

Why does it sound like I'm talking about his penis? Oh god.

"Roxas, are you alright?" Sora looks at me with concern in his eyes and I realize that I was totally making a face without even stating why. I shake my head and laugh awkwardly.

"Yeah, I just…zoned out," I say with a shrug and we walk out of the bathroom, Sora still going on with how he can't believe I find Axel unattractive.

"Look Sora, it's not that he's ugly, physically, it's just…he's an idiot, good for nothing delinquent, alright?" I say and that answer seems to satisfy him because he smirks.

"So you'd fuck him?" he says with the same smirk, expression never faltering while I on the other hand, choke on my own spit.

"SORA, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!" I am horrified, completely and utterly horrified. I can not believe Sora would say something like that, well actually I can, but that was uncalled for.

"Oh right, right, you're still a virgin," he says with a snicker and I glare at him, crossing my arms hotly over my chest and tapping my foot.

"What's wrong with that?" I say defensively and he sucks his lips into his mouth, trying to hide the laughter that is so evident in his eyes.

"Nothing," he squeaks out, and I glare nastily before turning and stomping downstairs.

There I find Axel, looking over my dad's shoulder and pointing at something, they both look very concentrated and my father's even wearing his reading glasses. I notice the book in my father's hands is a Motorcycle Mechanics book. Axel taps the page a few times and rubs his chin with the other hand.

"Dunno if that would work. I gotta scope out your bike. Mind if I look?" Axel says and my father gets up, closing the book.

"No, not at all! It's right this way," my dad says leading Axel out of the dinning room and towards the door that leads to the garage. I'm very surprised my dad is even speaking to him, let alone letting Axel put his grubby mitts on his precious bike. I mean, he's never even let me sit on it.

"Axel's a mechanic?" I say out loud just as my mom comes into the kitchen and Sora hops into a seat that has a plate set in front of it. Of course he's going to eat, he always eats.

"Oh Sora! I didn't realize you were over. Let me go get some extra servings," my mother smiles happily and turns, going back into the kitchen to get more food. There was enough food on the table to feed an army, but with Sora around that frankly isn't enough.

"And to answer your question dear, Axel isn't a mechanic but he studied it at the camp. He also took cooking classes! He is simply divine!" My mother swoons, smiling so happily at her new son and his many talents while she places all the extra food on the table, Sora is already attacking it with earnest. If only she knew what Axel was doing at night, he wouldn't be so damn divine then!

The urge to tell her suddenly surges through me, but I think better of it. Axel might attack me with a monkey wrench, whatever the fuck that is.

"Oh yeah, he's simply a God send," I say rolling my eyes as I pile my plate with pancakes, whipped cream, brown sugar, raspberries and syrup. Raspberries, those delicious, hairy little berries, I swear I can eat them for the rest of my life and never get sick of them, especially when they are drenched in sugar.

Which reminds me…

"MOM! Axel totally ate my chocolate cake, which I called dibs on, might I add," I grouch and she just sighs as she takes a seat, serving herself her own breakfast. Sora is already half way through all the food on the table.

"Roxas, its only cake sweetheart. I'll get Axel to bake you some more," she says as if cake means nothing to her, as if cake grows on god damned trees! I'll have you know, mother, cake that delicious only comes around once in your life.

Wait…did she just say Axel baked it?

"WHAT!" I scream, almost choking on a raspberry and my mother looks up startled, her fork poised mid-air and Sora stops and looks at me with his cheeks filled close to explosion.

"Axel made the cake for dinner as a thank you to me and your father. If you hadn't locked yourself in your room, you could have helped us," I don't think my mother realizes just how badly she's ruined my life right about now.

The best cake I have ever had, came from the hands of that…that creature!

"It was as simple as that!" I hear my father laughing as he and Axel make their way into the dinning room, my father is grinning at Axel as if he's just won the Nobel peace prize and he was congratulating him and Axel is just smirking, looking like whatever he fixed, he could fix in his sleep.

"It's quite a bike, I'll give you that," Axel replies while wiping his grease covered hands on a rag. They both stop and see us all eating; my father greets us before excusing himself and leaving. Axel on the other hand, plops himself down right beside me.

He smells like motor oil and I want to jab my fork in his temple.

"Y'all enjoying yourselves?" he asks and I bite down on my fork to keep from telling him to go and fuck himself with an egg beater and a screw driver at the same time, because I hate him.

I hate him for making delicious cake.

I hate him for just sliding so easily into my family.

I hate him because he has a cute nose, which currently has a little smudge of motor oil on it.

Sora leans across the table, napkin poised and wipes it with a smile, my mother apparently thinks it the cutest thing ever, and she almost goes into convulsions when Axel scrunches his nose. I swear, everyone is treating him like a damned puppy or something instead of treating him like the delinquent he really is!

Am I the only one who see's what he is!? Am I the only one who cares!?

"You missed a spot," Sora says in this totally flirtatious way and I'm sort of ashamed of my mother for not noticing. Instead she smiles brightly at them, while Axel smirks crookedly at Sora.

"Thanks kid," he says and gets up, stretching. Again, that strip of tattooed flesh shows and I quickly try and tear my eyes away before curiosity makes me weak and forces me to glimpse over.

"Well, bon appetite and all that other shit. I'm goin' upstairs," and just like that Axel's gone and I can breathe again. This is where I kick Sora from under the table and almost make him stab himself in the throat with his fork.

Did Sora just forget the look Axel gave him yesterday? He probably did, because inside Sora's head there is nothing, nothing I tell you!

He looks at me like I just told him I never want to see him again and I glare at him, my own special way of saying 'we are going to talk after this' and he just looks down at his empty plate before serving himself more food.

Because of stupid Axel, my raspberries don't even taste that good anymore.

A/N: Another update? Why Sharmander, you shouldn't have!
Tehe.

Thanks everyone for the birthday wishes (:
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