Title: Love Games
Author: Chronos Mephistopheles
Warnings: yaoi/MxM/shonen-ai, possible future jumping someone's bones, possible cursing
Summary: Sora loves Riku, Sora falls into a coma, Riku disappears, Roxas appears. Who does Sora love?
Author's Note: YAY!!! Here's Chapter Three. Once again, thanks to the lovely Izzy-Lawliet, a great Beta Reader, and everyone else who loves this story. I wouldn't write if it wasn't for you all!
Chapter Three: Organization XIII
With a hurried step, Roxas made his way into the Organization. It was a popular nightclub in the middle of the isles, known for its attractive employees. Xemnas, the Superior, the man who had built the nightclub from the ground up, was rarely seen; his pale white hair and cat like yellow eyes could sometimes be seen peering down at the club from his above ground office.
Then there was Saix, a blue haired demon of a man, who took it upon himself to protect Xemnas every place the latter went. Sometimes the others referred to him as the Superior's puppy dog. Then Demyx, the ninth person to join the team, Demyx had blonde hair done in an odd combination of a mullet and a fauxhawk. His nickname was the Melodious Nocturne, having control over all the music in the club from the bass pumping beats to the lyrics you listened to in the song. Axel, the eighth and nicknamed the Flurry of Dancing Flames, was the crowds favorite bartender; knowing when to joke around, lend a helpful ear, or just blow your mind away with a shot. With his odd coloring, violent fire red hair spiked haphazardly down his back, bright emerald eyes, and diamond shaped tattoos on the apple of his cheeks. Sometimes he even set the counter on fire, but that was when Superior wasn't in the building.
Zexion, the sixth and also referred to as the Cloaked Schemer, foresaw all events behind the scenes. He would plan out the night's events, the club following it perfectly. And if there was ever a disruption, the purple haired shadow of a man would take care of it himself. He also took care of any party reservations or any higher level customers. Luxord was one of the older men in the group, but he was just as witty as a teenager. In charge of the gambling area, Luxord had a good habit of cleaning money from the customers' pockets, without out cheating. Usually they were penny hoarders, so no one really felt any grief for the rich bastards losing money.
Larxene, the Savage Nymph, despite her dark, almost pure evil personality, was popular among the male clients. She was a dancer, not a stripper or anything like that, and danced near Demyx's DJ booth. The blonde woman was definitely quirky, if not pure evil, hiding weapons in the required cloak, or shocking people with handshakes; the woman built up static and used it as if she generated it on whim.
There were three bouncers for the club, Xigbar, Xaldin, and Lexaeus, numbers two, three and five respectively. The three knew exactly how to handle out of control fan girls and did it well. The last two members of the club were Marluxia and Vexen; each having their own specific important role in the Organization as well. Marluxia was more or less in charge of decorating. If he felt there needed to be a change in the mood of the club, he did it, and usually it was without Xemnas's approval. Vexen concocted new drinks, alcoholic and not; usually the effects were something Roxas feared. Once Vexen made Demyx drink some kind of energy drink, and that was something Roxas was never going to forget.
With quick maneuvering around Lexeaus, the tall, quiet man nodding in greeting, Roxas practically ran to the bar, hopping onto one of the stools. The force of the jump made the stool twirl slightly, and Roxas gripped on tight. With an abrupt jerk, Roxas came face to face with his 'partner'. "Hello, Roxy."
Azure eyes narrowed, the effect of the glare lessened somewhat by the smirk on his face. "Hey Ax."
The spiky redhead was sitting on the bar, legs crossed, leaning back and somehow keeping his balance. The emerald eyed man gave a huge grin, "You're here early." Axel got the sigh from Roxas, rolling his eyes. "Rox, I think you need to give up on the boy. He's been in a coma for two years now."
"I can't Axel!" Roxas pouted, resting his head in his hands. "I woke up, why can't he?"
"Maybe he got hit harder than you."
"Doubt it; I was hit by a car going sixty on the freeway."
"You never did explain how you got on the freeway in the first place." Another sigh came from Roxas; Axel spun slightly and hopped back behind the bar. With his long lithe body, the man was able to see over the bar counter top just fine. If Roxas was to go over there, you'd barely be able to see the spikes in his hair. "Anyway, I think you should just jump his bones and forget about him. Might as well throw in a good grope or two..."
"AXEL!" The redhead didn't have to look back at Roxas to see the florescent red blush on the blonde's face. Another voice jumped in from the stool beside Roxas. With a quick glance to his right, Roxas saw Demyx, and he wanted to cry. Not saying he hated Demyx or anything, the other blond was a saint when it came to saving Roxas from inappropriate gropes from a certain redhead; but Roxas just would never look at Demyx the same way again after the energy drink incident.
The blond was purposely spinning in his hair, chuckling slightly in amusement. "I think you should stick with him Roxy, ("I'm Roxas!") especially if he does wake up. You don't want him to be alone like you were." The blond stopped spinning, tilting slightly in his chair but not showing any other signs of dizziness. "Plus, based on what I've heard, the nurses are all a flutter with your love and devotion to the guy… what's his name?"
"Sora," Roxas' voice came out in a whisper, blue eyes closing as he pictured the sleeping brunette's face. "His name is Sora Hikariko."
"Isn't that a girl's name?"
Roxas slammed his fist on the counter, the other blond jumping slightly. "If it is, I don't care." There was a faint cough from the redhead, and the two blondes turned their attention to him. He was leaning against the back counter, cleaning a glass with a pink washcloth. Needless to say, Axel was trying to stay out of the conversation, but finally gave up.
"Okay, fine, stay with the boy." Axel shrugged. "It's none of my business, but if he wakes up – "
"When!" The two blondes intoned.
"—when he wakes up and freaks because there is a gay guy waiting to take him home and jump his bones, don't come crying to me."
"I'm NOT going to jump his bones!" Roxas practically growled. "And I won't force myself on him, nor force my feelings on him. I won't even tell him. I just want to be there for him." The boy relaxed slightly again, tensing, however when Demyx cooed.
"That's so sweet! Forbidden love, in its truest form…"
Xemnas's voice rang out over the club, the Organization standing at attention. With a small sigh, Roxas pushed the thoughts of Sora to the back of his mind and focused on work. He couldn't afford to be distracted again!