Chapter 4!!! This is still my old writing.
Disclaimer: Do not own, but I own this story, and the plot. So no stealing ;D
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Chapter 4-Getting To Know You
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Roxas found himself in the same meadow, only this time, the grass was purple, the flowers were red, the trees were covered in assorted leaves looking as if they were on fire, and the sky was black with purple clouds.
Glancing around, Roxas saw no one, he was alone this time.
But why?
Blinking a couple of times, Roxas thought he saw a figure up in the distance, and began to approach it.
No matter how many times he tried to stop himself from walking forward, he couldn't, his body wouldn't obey his brain.
Still moving closer, the hunched up figure turned around, it was his father.
Axel's eyes flew open as Roxas started moving his head around in his sleep. Axel moved closer, getting ready to maybe wake the boy if it got any worse.
An alarm going off in his mind, Roxas tired as hard as he could to turn around; his father reaching out to him.
"Don't run from me Roxas... please... not again... I love you..." His father's sincere face turning into one of an evil smile.
"Come to me, boy," he commanded, Roxas cowered as he approached even faster.
Once his father commanded something, he'd never go against it, or else he'd get punished even worse then before.
Once he was within' arms reach, his father grabbed at his left wrist, and squeezed, pain shooting through every part of Roxas's body.
"S-stop!" He cried, his arm burning, heart racing, mind screaming for him to move, to wrench free of his father's grasp.
Axel watched wide-eyed in horror as Roxas started flailing, arms and legs lashing out everywhere.
Trying to latch onto Roxas's arms, Axel was kicked in the face, and hard.
Stumbling back, Axel took one moment to hold his jaw in pain, before he went back to trying to grab onto him.
His father had him pinned on the ground now, and was cackling evilly, his eyes almost seemed red.
"No! No!" Roxas screamed, his voice feeling torn up on the inside from screaming so loud. Roxas felt more weight go on top of him as he clenched his eyes shut.
"Roxas..."
Shaking his head from side to side, he wouldn't let this happen again.
"Roxas... Roxas..." The weight on Roxas began to ease off into a softer kind of weight.
"Roxas..."
the coldness dissapeared, the weight on top of him was now warm.
Slowly opening his eyes, Roxas stared straight into a worried pair of green eyes.
"Roxas, are you alright? You were having a nightmare. You were kicking everywhere... I had to stop you somehow," Axel explained, as he innocently looked down. Roxas followed his gaze.
Blushing furiously, Roxas realized that Axel was basically stradling him, and holding his arms above his head.
Gazing upwards, back at Axel, he was finally able to get a good view of his face.
He was pale, but not as pale as himself, he had emerald green eyes that seemed to shine with worry, had he caused him such worry? Small purple upside-down triangles were tattoo'ed on his cheeks that lead his gaze to the red head's lips. Slender, thin, and smooth looking.
Blushing at the thoughts that started to flood his mind, Roxas tried to ignore the fact that he had a handsome, and enticing red head on top of him.
Stradling him.
Holding him down.
Pinning him.
Usually he would be freaking out, and totally against this, but he felt totally comfortable with this.
Finally, Axel slid off of him, releasing his grip, apologizing quietly, leaving Roxas with a feeling of regret. Once Axel stood at his full height, Roxas had seen just how skinny he was.
Just how skinny could someone get!?
If there was ever an award for skinniest male of the year, he'd have it nailed!
Axel watched as Roxas just kind lied there and looked him up and down, and couldn't help but to smirk.
"Like what you see, kid?" Roxas glared,
"I mean... Roxas?" He smiled sheepishly, scratching the back of his head.
Roxas just glared, the moment lost to Axel's forwardness.
"So... are you okay now...?" Axel asked, breaking the silence.
"Yeah... I think so..." Roxas sighed in aggrivation.
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In only a couple of hours, Roxas was going completely insane.
They had finally gotten to know eachother just a bit better, but Axel wanted to know more if Roxas was going to stay with him.
Which they had finally decided, since Roxas would rather not go back to his abusive father, but didn't go into details, or even tell Axel of it, really.
So he decided that he would take Axel up on the "stay at my house!" dealio.
But now, Roxas was dealing with a serious headache... or a migrane to say at the least!
Axel had started a game of twenty questions, but it soon turned into a three hour game of hell.
"Soooo how old are you?" Axel's annoying voice pierced through his defenses.
"I am seventeen..." Roxas answered, grumbling lowly afterwards. Axel clapped his hands together, making Roxas nearly jump out of his skin,
"Great! I am 19!" he answered. He stared unblinkingly at Roxas with a grin plastered across his thin face,
"I work at Starbucks, shitty coffee, but I give the best service in town!" Roxas just sat there as Axel started pouring out random things about himself, he found it quite amusing.
After awhile, he caught himself staring at Axel's mouth, those sly, tender looking lips-
'WAIT WHAT!? I shouldn't be thinking like this...' Roxas blushed and quickly looked away, and finally tuned in on what Axel had been ranting about.
"This is my apartment, sleek and stylish, nice and clean, just the way I like it. Now, I know you'd think i'd be the messy type, but I rather prefer-"
after that, Roxas totally zoned out.
"Roxas?" he blinked a bunch before staring straight into a pair of enchanting emerald green eyes that had been hovering above him.
"Ah!" Roxas jumped in surprise, knocking their forheads together, sending them both tumbling to the floor, Axel holding his head, and Roxas squirming, trying to get out and away from under Axel.
"Owwwiiiieee! Why'd you do that!?" Roxas just shook his head slowly, eyes closing.
"What happened?" he asked, earning a loud 'HMMPH' from Axel.
"You fell asleep is what happened! We were having an amazing chat about my lifestyle and why I chose to live the way I do!" Roxas held back a laugh, a blush filling his cheeks.
"Can you get off of me... please?" Axel sighed and shoved himself off, landing on the ground right beside Roxas.
They both lie there, in complete silence, listening to the traffic outside.
Eventually, Roxas fell asleep,
AGAIN.
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I was told to keep the angst! Thankies jcon539 ;D i'll make sure to keep up the angst until the bitter end! =]
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Enjoy. I shall add more and more angst ;D and it will keep on a' comin.
-MetalFace
