Ten Ways To Move On - IV

Blonde Bumps in the Road

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Edited November 28th 2014

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Demyx completely forewent the idea of going back to their apartment anytime soon. The body party Axel and Larxene were probably having at the moment wasn't something the dirty blonde wanted to chance walking into. And over the last thirty minutes or so talking to Roxas, he'd finally gotten use to the idea of indirectly communicating with a ghost, as crazy as it always sounded. So he and Roxas decided to continue their recon without the redhead for today, or at least that was the plan as they made their way to Demyx's car (Demyx tracking where Roxas was by where the whiteboard was).

When the dirty blonde reached his black Honda Accord, he ducked behind the trunk of it as he watched a familiar tuft of bleach blonde hair walk by to her own car, chatting carelessly into her cell phone. "What's Larxene doing here...? I thought she was with Axel." Demyx speculated quietly, inching around the trunk to keep sight of her.

Roxas had crouched down beside the dirty blonde before deadpanning with a shake his head and straightening back up. He couldn't believe he still acted like people could see or hear him. Guess being a ghost was still too surreal even for the ghost himself. At the mention of Axel's name, he curiously walked towards the bleach blonde to hear her word's better.

"No, Marly, I'm serious. I couldn't make this up if I tried; Axel's lost his mind. No, no, when I was in there, he tried to lie and say it was Demyx writing the notes on the counter. No, I wasn't too bothered by the notes itself, although the title freaked me out - it was called Roxas' Last Day. Yeah, it's the kid who died the other day! I know! That's what I'm fucking saying, Mar! Uh-huh, I - no, I checked the idiot's laptop and he was looking up ten ways to move on, like, to the next life. What's the fuck's wrong with my boyfriend, Mar? Ha! Don't even go there, Marluxia!" Larxene prattled, the rest of her conversation being blocked out once she closed her car door.

Roxas held his chin between his thumb and index finger thoughtfully before going back to where Demyx still crouched and picking up his whiteboard. Carefully constructing his words, he scribbled, 'Your sister may be on to us.'

Demyx cringed and stood upright. "That's not good..." The dirty blonde huffed.

'So what now? Should we tell Axel?'

Demyx sighed at the added complications. Things just refused to be simple these days. First he decides to help a ghost he couldn't even freaking see, now he's gotta worry about his younger sister finding out about it. Not to mention the weird looks that little doctor twerp was giving them or Marluxia, who was the biggest must-know-it-all whore on the planet. As if the situation wasn't damn near impossible to start with, right?

"Yeah, we gotta finish up your notes anyway..."

"Freaking sneaky ass, lying ass, sex-advertising ass, gonna-leave-a-man-hanging ass, jerk ass woman." Axel muttered as he stood rigidly in the shower, too mad to even care about the goosebumps invading every inch of his pale skin. He couldn't believe how stupid she made him feel, standing there all ready to bump and grind til dawn when she very well knew from the start that she was just teasing him. The sadistic bitch. But the thought of how evil and naughty she was only made it that much harder for his erection to die down, even under the ice cold spray of water (well, not too icy. Axel was no masochist).

For the sake of his dying patience, Axel's hand wrapped around his stiff manhood and he pulled gently, groaning as he finally received some form of pleasure that day. He leaned back against the back of the glass shower and his wrist jerked faster as the pressure inside him built, squeezing softly at first then harder as his end came closer. Thoughts of blue eyes made him groan lower, and he became all the more aroused assuming that they belonged to Larxene's smirking face, but somewhere inside him he knew those eyes were deeper, bluer.

Axel's head turned to the side as a moan rose from the back of his throat, but it was only after he moaned did he noticed those deep, blue eyes staring widely at him through the glass door. Axel's own eyes bugged out of his sockets as his hand instantly retracted from his length.

"R-Roxas, what the hell!?" The redhead shouted, stupidly trying to hide himself despite knowing that the blonde had long been seen him.

Roxas blushed from the very tips of his ears to the very ends of his neck. Why he had agreed to come in the bathroom to see Axel was beyond him. The worst he thought the situation could have gotten was seeing him taking the shower, not masturbating in it! And when the blonde saw the scene before his eyes - the water trickling down the redhead's toned body and square shoulders, his face slack with pleasurable relief coursing through him, the steam that left his body glistening - Roxas had never, ever seen something like that, and the very sight made his body completely overheat.

"I-I-I-" Roxas stuttered dumbly, unable to find the proper mechanics behind his limbs to move them. "I- No, u-uh, Demyx and I, u-uhm, w-w-we uh... was uhh.."

"Could you tell me when I get out, maybe?!" Axel interjected frantically. The twisted thing about it was, even with the small blonde gawking at his saluting erection, it only swelled that much more in arousal. Damn hormones, he knew he was an exhibitionist at heart.

Roxas stuttered a few more times before belatedly covering his eyes and shuffling awkwardly through the wall beside him. Axel stared at the wall Roxas disappeared into for what seemed like hours before closing his eyes tightly and dropping his head against the back of the shower wall.

That was fun.

Axel wondered why the blonde always insisted on creeping around while he was in the shower. What did he expect to find a nineteen year old male - who just got hung out to dry by his girlfriend, mind you - doing in the shower for twenty minutes? Having bubble parties? Rule number freaking one was for Roxas to stay away from the damn bathroom anyway!

Turning the shower off and wrapping a dark red towel around his waist, Axel padded his way into the living room, not giving a damn about the puddle he was creating on the hardwood floor. When he walked in, there was no immediate reaction. In fact, the two on the couch didn't react at all to the redhead's entry (Axel's guess was that Demyx didn't even realize the shorter blonde was beside him seeings as Roxas was without his whiteboard). They both seemed to be overly engrossed in the television screen that was now plugged back in and showcasing a rerun of Teen Titans.

However, there was one slight snicker that caught Axel's ear. If he looked hard enough, he could see Demyx's face tensing up with the effort to keep his laughter contained.

Axel's eyes narrowed. "You're more like your sister than you think, asshole." He finally said after several seconds of just standing there making a pond on the floor. The supposed insult only broke the dirty blonde's concentration as he deteriorated into a fit of loud laughter and wheezes.

"That's what you get for putting me out the house for half an hour!" Demyx retorted, clutching at his sides and bending at the waist in submission to the giggles racking his body.

Roxas, on the other hand, didn't find it anywhere near as funny knowing the dirty blonde sent him into the bathroom in anticipation of him catching Axel in the act. Roxas could get a joke, but this joke was taking a weird toll on him that he didn't like. It was like all his mind could flash behind his eyes were images of Axel in the shower, and it was horribly disturbing.

"If I remember correctly, you left all on your own, pal." Axel corrected, arching an irritated eyebrow. Then something finally clicked in his head. Green eyes swept across the living room and adjacent kitchen before he frowned in confusion. "Where's Larx?"

Demyx calmed from his chuckles almost abruptly as the reason for coming back to their apartment came back to him. "Oh yeah, right. That's what I sent Roxas to tell you."

Roxas came close to glaring at the dirty blonde and Axel knew if Demyx could see him, he'd only return to his fit of giggles. "R-right. While we left you two alone, Demyx and I decided to continue our reconnaissance at the hospital, but as we got to Demyx's car, we saw Larxene leaving and talking to some 'Mar' guy on her cell phone. Turns out, in the twenty to thirty minutes she was in here, she connected the dots of the website on your laptop and the notes I left on the bar to my death a few days back. Long story short, we think she might be on to you."

Axel rolled his eyes skyward while pinching the bridge of his nose. "This is so not what we need right now." He groaned.

"So I'm assuming you're up to speed on what's going on now?" Demyx asked, trying to imagine a small blue-eyed blonde standing beside him talking to the redhead.

Axel nodded. "Tricky son of a- uggh. It all makes sense now. She asked about those damn notes not two minutes after you left, then she played me like a freaking recorder for fifth graders to the point where I had to take a cold ass shower to resist knocking her out - a cold ass shower guys. She must have been sneaking 'round my shit during that time." The redhead explained as he connected the dots himself.

"So first Zexion, now Larxene and Marluxia. It hasn't even been 24 hours and our secret's already getting out." Demyx snorted sarcastically.

Roxas picked up his whiteboard, summoning Demyx's attention immediately, and wrote sheepishly but with a small grin, 'Axel, your towel.'

Axel grabbed at the slipping towel and stared at Roxas pointedly. For someone who just witnessed him jerking off, he was sure as hell calm about making jokes like that so quickly. The redhead didn't know what to think about that, because he himself couldn't entirely get over being caught in such an embarrassing manner. Again.

After taunting him about the towel, the short blonde walked easily to the bar again before picking up the neglected pen and starting again at his list. Demyx returned to watching his cartoon and Axel was left to stand there like an idiot in a towel.

"I don't know what's happening in my life anymore..." The redhead sighed dramatically as he left for his room.

Demyx read Roxas' list as he finished writing then continued to follow the steps on the website. "Alright, so the next thing on our to-do list is to visit the costume store. Maybe search around and see if we find anything out of the ordinary."

"In a costume store?" Axel questioned dubiously, now clad in orange jeans and a red hoodie.

Demyx nodded as he reread Roxas' list to double check himself. "Well, according to Roxas, he didn't exactly buy his outfit from Wal-Mart or anything; not like the cheap ass corporation evensells cool swordsman costumes for older kids. He and his friends went to a shop called Season's Treatings three cities over in Traverse Town."

"Store already seems pretty sketch to me. Why even bother going through all that trouble for a costume anyway?" Axel asked the short blonde.

Roxas shrugged, commenting, "Hayner's idea. He saw an ad for it on YouTube and wanted to check it out. They had some pretty sick stuff out there, so we all ended up buying something cool to wear."

Axel hummed. "It's only about a forty-five minute drive, if we leave now we can get in, search and seizure that shit up, and get out before nine."

Demyx closed the laptop and grabbed his cell phone and wallet. "Alright, sounds like a game plan to me. That gives us about three hours tops to do the rest of our assignment for Mr. Eraqus before class tomorrow."

Axel wasn't looking forward to it, as Chemistry could put any good mind in ruins before noon, but he had to credit himself for his time management. So without further delay, the two (three) left for Traverse Town, stopping on the way for a meal at McDonalds. Roxas never really considered how much he missed the taste of food until now. He remembered back when he, Hayner, Pence, and Olette would all stop at McDonalds to split a twenty piece Nugget after school before going to the Usual Spot.

It all seemed so long ago, yet like just yesterday to the small blonde. Time didn't really exist in this dimension he wandered in.

"Rox, you've got that look on your face again." Axel noticed as he watched the blonde from the rearview mirror. Roxas didn't bother looking up as he smiled bitterly. He needed a moment with this one, as one memory sprang up another like a chain reaction. At his silence, the conversation ended at that and the rest of the drive consisted solely on the music filtering through the car.

An hour later, Axel parked in front of a small brick store with vines crawling over the rooftop and Halloween decor littering the display windows. Demyx surveyed the surrounding buildings that lined the small shop to see retail stores and candy shops and restaurants. There was one big grocery store in the center of all the other stores, but that concluded what consisted of this small area. It was a pretty tranquil place compared to the cramped city life of Radiant Garden.

"Alright team," Demyx announced, opening his car door and leading the way to the front doors. Axel and Roxas followed closely behind him, not quite sure what the dirty blonde's game plan was but recognizing him as the head honcho of the operation anyway. A soft ding dong filled the medium sized store as they came through the door, and immediately frowns tugged at their faces. The shop was filled with Thanksgiving and fall decor, any trace of Halloween sales effaced aside from the back of the store dedicated to post-Halloween discount items.

"Hello! Welcome to Season's Treatings. My name is Yuffie. Is there anything I can help you with today?" An unusually chipper raven spoke, waving to the two (three) men cheerily from beside a shelf of newly placed items for Christmas. It wasn't anything new to see an overly happy employee in their teens working in an side store, but the stoic brunette behind the counter was a scary surprise.

"Hey. I'm Leon. Need anything, ask Yuffie." He simply said.

Axel nodded his respect to the brunette, knowing first hand how jobs like this with co-workers like that could wear a guy out. "Yeah, Yuffie was it?" The girl nodded as she took a short break from her stacking and arranging. Axel continued, "Would you happen to remember a group of sixteen year old kids coming here to buy Halloween costumes like, three weeks ago?"

The raven haired girl, Yuffie, rolled her eyes upward in thought. "Hmm, not that I recall. Maybe Rinoa had my shift that day. Hey Squall, did you see a bunch of teens in here a few weeks back?" She called to the front counter.

The man in question grunted a concise reply. "Yeah." That's it. No elaborating, no continuations, no anything. Yuffie rolled her eyes and cleared her throat exasperatedly. Leon rolled his eyes in return before adding, "One girl, three boys. Two brunettes, two blondes. Really chatty bunch, but friendly at least. They came in, sifted through every clothes rack before they all bought an outfit, then left. Only people I know to buy two hundred dollars worth of clothes with straight cash."

Axel conferenced with Demyx quietly, "Anything off about the story?"

The dirty blonde shook his head. "Nothing that I can guess at face value, other than the two hundred dollars part. But we're at a dead end unless if we can't look through the stuff they had here for Halloween."

"An ass of an oversight on our part... It's nearly Thanksgiving for shit's sake." Axel mumbled sarcastically, but with a light heart.

"No kidding." Demyx agreed. The dirty blonde then tapped the back of the raven haired girl who had returned to stacking the shelves. "Excuse me, ma'am, do you happen to still have the merchandise you sold for Halloween?"

Yuffie pointed to the clearance rack at the back of the store. "Some of the more popular costumes and accessories are in the back on sale, but as for many of the other outfits, no sir, we do not have any more than that here." The employee must have noticed the question forming on the tip of the dirty blonde's tongue because she continued with, "Most of our unsold costumes are sent to bigger companies with industrial sized shredders so that the fabric can be reused."

Demyx nodded in reluctant understanding. "I see. Thanks."

"No problem!" She chirped again.

Demyx stepped back with Axel and the redhead asked, "So now what? Check the clearance rack?"

The dirty blonde shrugged. "Playing it by ear at this point. It couldn't hurt, though I doubt we'll find anything."

The two (three) ambled toward the back of the store to examine the items left on display. Roxas told them all the things that he bought during his first visit of the store, and as Demyx and Axel sifted through the costumes all they found was a single sword (luckily the same sword) and the shoes he wore with his swordsman outfit. Axel bought the sword to research on later just in case and Demyx picked up a few necklaces and bracelets that caught his eye as well.

Leon and Yuffie gave the two weird looks during their entire visit, but neither the dirty blonde nor the redhead cared. They didn't really expect to find anything in the small store, but actually coming up empty handed and knowing the were back to square one put a sort of dark cloud over their heads. This may take longer than they thought...

A/N: I decided to leave in the unspoken celebration of Thanksgiving even though I don't consider them to live in an American like universe. I don't know why, I just felt like leaving it in... Maybe I can make something from that.

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