Chapter Seven
Life Fucking Sucks, Don't It?
The waitress comes with our pizza but sort of hesitates to come closer to the table. Would you like to know why? Well, I'm taking a guess that it's because I'm currently reaching across it, trying to swat Axel across the face and screaming at him, asking him how he dares request something like that, something that…vile! But do you know what he's doing? Take a wild guess…
He's just laughing, laughing! As if this is the funniest thing he's ever seen and heard in his entire, stupid, little life that probably only consisted of sex and drugs which lead him to that stupid camp where he probably still had sex with everything, so he wouldn't know a joke if it hit him right in the wind pipe because all he's done his entire life is fuck! Which is probably why he finds this funny, because he knows nothing about funny stuff! I hear the girl clear her throat and I pull away, looking up at her with murderous eyes. She interrupted while my brain is in serial killer mode...and we all know that to become a certified serial killer you have to kill at least four people, and there are so many people in Chuck E. Cheese...
"Your pizza and drinks," she says cautiously and places them on the table. Axel grins at her, giving her a two finger salute before reaching over and grabbing himself a slice. The pizza is steaming, I can almost hear the heat coming off of it, yet he bites it no problem, chews and swallows. The anger is momentarily replaced with awe because…that should be scalding his esophagus and it's not, and he takes another bite. He looks away from devouring his pizza for a second and blinks owlishly at me, as if asking why I'm watching him instead of eating. Does he not know he's a freak?
"Doesn't that burn?" I ask before I can stop myself and he takes a long swallow of his coke before ripping a napkin out of the ring and wiping his mouth, then he shrugs and finishes his slice. I swear he just took like 4 bites...where did it all go?
"Naw, now eat your slice. We've got a game to play," his smirk is so big it looks like someone tried to saw his face in half, and in my head I wish it could have been me. I grab a slice and whimper before dropping it, making that noise everyone makes when they burn themselves with food. You know, that sound where you suck air into your mouth while loosely puckering your lips...but I digress. This pizza is fucking burning hot. I stare at it, as if my eyes would be able to cool it with the icy glare I'm sending it but somehow, I know this isn't going to work. Call it intuition or just knowing that eyes can't blow out air. So I give up on the pizza for now, giving it time to cool off naturally without freaky eye breezes and the like.
I pull away from the table and turn my glare on Axel before sticking my hand out.
"You will not touch my stuff," I say and he takes my hand, giving it a nice hard shake, his smirk still there.
"And you will give me a kiss," he says and I feel bile rising up in my throat but I can't do anything because we shook on it.
I don't have to worry too much though; I know I'm going to win. No one has ever beaten me at air hockey before, and many have tried. I've beaten Pence, Hayner, Seifer, Olette, Naminé, Sora and countless strangers that were brave enough to take me on. I'm the air hockey champion 'round these parts, so really, no sweat. I sort of freaked out because…gross, he wants me to kiss him.
" S'gonna be a good kiss too," he says with a wink and ambles over to the air hockey table, I glare at him and his stupid ass. The way it sways side to side, his tight jeans cupping it in all the right ways…NO, stupid ass, stop distracting me! Seeing as I was drooling over his ass, I have to hurry to catch up with my much shorter legs. He puts the coins the dude at the entrance gave us, into the machine and it lights up, I can feel the air blowing out of the tiny holes and I grab my paddle thing…or whatever the hell it is. Does anyone even know what it's called? Anyway, Axel grabs his and the puck is on his side. He smirks widely and drops it onto the table.
"We just need one match," he says and I grin, nodding my head and watch as he smacks the puck so hard I barley see it. But I feel the breeze as it flies past my hand.
The machine goes insane, lighting up and dinging. I watch as it gives Axel his first point and my throat constricts and I think I just might wet myself in fear. He looks at me, smirking a smirk the devil would envy and I shake my head, and send him a glare.
"Stop eye raping me," I hiss and grab the puck which is now on my side because he scored…God, I need to relax. It's only onepoint; I can catch up in no time. I mean, Hayner got two points and I still kicked his ass. No sweat.
I hit the puck hard, expecting an easy point but it never comes, instead Axel leans over, quickly smacking it away from his little opening and whacking it right into mine. The machine wails, giving Axel his second point and I feel my eye twitching. I bend over and grab the puck again placing it down on the table and Axel sends me this smug look, making my hands burn and I glare at him so hard I'm surprised I don't shoot lasers or something out of them.
I whack the puck so hard it echoes throughout Chuck E. Cheese and it flies right past Axel's little paddle thing, his opening eating it right up. I smirk as I see my point being added to the score board and Axel's eyes widen.
"Ah, alright lil shit, that's how yah wanna play," He says and grabs the puck, dropping it onto the table and sending me a little glare before he hits it, I hit it right back and it almost goes in, but he's too quick and he blocks it. I feel my heart pounding as I watch the puck come flying towards me but I smack it away, laughing a little crazily. I can hear Axel puff as he hits it again and I stop laughing just in time to save myself from letting Axel get another point.
Tick, clack, tick, clack, tick, clack, tick, clack, clack
I use the table to give myself a little boost and I hit puck even harder, I can hear it smack off Axel's paddle and he sends it flying right back. I realize, from my peripheral vision, that we're attracting quite a crowd. Axel cussing and me laughing loudly every time I block his shot. The puck comes barreling towards me and it almost makes it in, I stop it, my breath getting caught in my throat as it teeters on the edge of going in or out. I maneuver my paddle and finally get the puck out of my area. I can feel sweat collecting on my brow. That was a fucking close one.
"Bloody fuckin' hell," I hear Axel grumble and I snicker hitting the puck back at him. The machine dings, lighting up like the fourth of July and I hoot, pumping my fist in the air and by the time I stop the machine is wailing because Axel totally scored. I swallow thickly and now my knees are shaking because no one has ever gotten past two points, and he has three.
"Mmm, that was a good one," he says with this stupid little grin, biting the corner of his lip and I growl as I smack the puck onto the table, gripping my paddle so hard the tips of my fingers get cold.
"Yeah? How about this one?" I shout and smack the puck, watching it hit the side of the air hockey table and Axel's paddle trying to judge which way it's gonna come from but he never stood a chance, and the puck goes sailing right past his paddle and I score. I do a little excited dance but don't move my paddle from the table and Axel puts the puck back down, I notice the way he places it with just a little too much force and I laugh, cocking a hip out as he eyes the table, trying to come up with a good hit.
"You really want that fucking kiss?" I ask, cackling and shaking my head "It's a shame you won't be getting it," Axel lifts his head and connects his eyes with mine, he raises one short eyebrow and laughs, nice and loud.
"Don't be so sure of yourself Blondie," I hear plastic hitting plastic and when I register what it was, the machine is celebrating Axel's fourth point. I'm in trouble now because all Axel needs is three more points and he wins the fucking game. I grab the puck and don't even hesitate, I smack it and he smacks it back. This continues for quite some time, I'm not really sure how long because I'm too busy making sure he doesn't score again. I finally get fed up and smack it so hard it flies straight into the opening.
Alright, now we're tied. This I can handle a little better. Axel looks like he just swallowed a cactus and he grabs the puck, I think I even hear it crack with how hard he grabs it.
Tick, clack, tick, clack, tick, clack, tick, clack, clack
I think I'm sweating and my ear lobe is really fucking itchy, it's distracting me but I don't want to move my hand to scratch it because then Axel's going to score…but if I don't scratch it, I'm going to go insane. I take chance and claw savagely at my ear, relishing in the sweet relief I get but then I hear that stupid clack sound and realize that Axel just scored his fifth point.
"Two more, Blondie," Axel sings in this annoying voice and I glare, almost whipping the puck across the table and Axel just whips it right back. Again, we continue like this for quite some time and now I'm sure there's a rather large crowd around us but I can't pay them too much attention or else Axel will-
FOR FUCK SAKES!
"Oh, 6 points, would you look at that," Axel says with a huge grin and I howl loudly, smacking the puck with way too much force and it sails across the table, Axel's eyes widen but it's too late for him to stop it and I score. I smirk at him and he narrows his eyes, placing the puck on the table without breaking eye contact.
Tick, clack, tick, clack, tick, clack, tick, clack, clack
When the puck comes back to me, I hit it really hard and it flies right past Axel and into his opening, giving me another point. I feel like squealing because this means I'm pretty much safe. I won't have to kiss this monster and he'll never touch my stuff ever again! I think today is actually turning around, and to think I was regretting leaving the house. If I would have known that…
"Winner, Winner!" the robotic voice tears through my ears and I see Axel putting his paddle down, grinning like he just won the lottery and I feel my stomach flip nervously and my heart leaps right into my throat. I drop my paddle and look at the score board.
7 to 6
Axel just beat me at Air Hockey. Axel just fucking beat me at Air Hockey and now I'm going to have to kiss him and I think I'm going to fucking pass out because he's walking over to me. I blink hugely at him when he's towering right over me and I feel his hand land on the small of my back, pulling me right flush against him and I mean flush. I can feel his...you know, pressing right above my...you know! The blush on my face is so hot it's probably going to burn my skin right off and Axel lowers his head, his nose brushing against mine and I feel his warm breath fanning over my face.
"I won," he says huskily and I feel like my legs are about to give out, before I have the chance to collapse though, Axel presses his lips against mine for a few seconds before pushing his tongue into my mouth and my eyes are so wide I feel them slipping out of their sockets. His tongue moves inside my mouth, pressing against my palette and I'm trying hard not to close my eyes, trying to ignore the pleasurable sensations I'm actually feeling…Fucking brain, will you stop being so damn active for one second and let my senses actually concentrate!?
My brain however never agrees with me. Instead it starts pumping hormones as if someone just struck oil!
Axel pulls away and eyes me hungrily. "Yah have to kiss back," he says and I swallow thickly, my eyes darting around and I notice a few people sending us dirty looks, some guiding their children away and I push against Axel's shoulders. When my hands got up there, I'll never really know.
"T-theres people looking," I say weakly (What the hell is wrong with me! Brain...I demand you to shout at him!) and he just laughs, I feel his shoulders shrug and before I can say anything his lips are against mine again.
This actually isn't…wait…No, this is bad, this is horrible, I hate it. I hate it, I hate it, it's so gross.
My eyes slip closed when his tongue again dives right into my mouth and I stop resisting for a second, only a second I swear, and I move my tongue against his (God damn you brain, are you happy now!?). This causes him to growl and press against my lower back harder, bringing me even closer and I brace myself against his shoulders as he tilts his head and deepens the kiss. His lips are actually really soft and plush, I would have thought they'd be chapped or something. He probably wears lip balm…Hahaha, what a sissy.
Wait…Why am I still kissing him!? What the hell is wrong with me and my stupid brain? God damn it I have to stop this…and with some dignity left. I screw my eyes shut and cock my arm back, curling my hand into a fist and bringing it right against Axel's jaw. He stumbles back and our lips disconnect with an audible pop. I feel his spit on my lips and I resist the urge to lick it away. I glare at him while I wipe my mouth on the back of my hand and he glares right back, rubbing his probably aching jaw. We both open our mouths to begin cussing each other out, him for me punching his face, and me for him taking advantage of me!
"HOLY SHIT!" the scream is probably heard all the way in China and I tear my eyes away from Axel, flying around and locking eyes with Sora, who's jaw is just about to hit the floor. "ROXAS!?" he shouts and blinks crazily, Riku's standing beside him with a slice of pizza looking comically nonchalant yet there's an amused glint in his eyes and I feel like I'm going to faint.
I really, really wish I would.
Oh shit, oh shit…Once my mom finds out I hit Axel, she's going to furious and I'm going to get a 'That's final young man!' and she's going to take away my Lexus and I'll have to walk to school or something.
Or even worse…I'll be forced to drive Axel to school!
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
I'm being tugged towards the table by a very…well, I don't exactly know what Sora's deal is but when he pushes me into the seat, he's grinning like a fucking maniac. Why is he grinning? Did he not just see Axel raping me!? Humph, It's good to know that if anything should ever happen to me, Sora would protect me for sure.
"Well?" He says and Axel slides easily into the chair opposite of me. I try and ignore the weight of his stare and I look at Sora as if I don't know what he's talking about. Riku slides in beside Axel and they high five each other, though Riku snickers something about kinky and feisty and liking it rough. I feel like smashing my face into the table until I break my nose, instead of doing that though, I pick up a slice of finally edible pizza and busy my mouth with eating it. My lips are tingling for some reason and I have this…taste on my tongue.
I know it's Axel's taste, so I really don't want it in there any more than it already is. Save me pizza, cleanse my mouth of that foul taste!
"Fine. If Roxas isn't going to tell me, Axel?" Sora turns and faces the pair of delinquents and Axel just shrugs, sending me a huge smile before answering Sora, much to my chagrin. I do however notice, while glaring quite heatedly at Axel's fat head, that there is quite a beautiful bruise blossoming on his very pale skin. It's wonderful.
"I won Air hockey," Axel says easily, and I can hear the smugness just oozing out of every freaking syllable. God damn it, I wish I would have stayed home...or socked him so good, he fell into a coma.
"ROXAS LOST AT AIR HOCKEY!" Sora yells and people turn around sending our table annoyed stares and I try my best to disappear right into the tacky material of my seat. I don't though, no matter how hard I try. "I have to tell Hayner, he isn't going to believe this!" He cackles pulling out his cell phone and I can't stand it anymore, I smack my head into the table and let out a loud, long groan.
"But wait…what does that have to do with the way you guys were eating each other's faces and why he punched you?" Sora is such an idiot. I think I hate him again right now. He's such a damn idiot.
"A little bet, is all," Axel says and Riku bursts out laughing, and I look up only to get sprayed with fucking spit-coke. I watch the brown liquid dribble down Riku's chin as he sputters and chokes, Axel claps him on the back a few times and he finally seems to regain himself. I am beyond angry right now. I have sticky soda dripping off my face, while Axel came away from our exchange almost completely unscathed and seems perfectly content, not even a little angry while I sit here and ponder on ways of becoming the next anti-Christ.
How can he not be angry!?
I JUST FUCKING PUNCHED HIM…IN THE FACE!
"You shoulda never made a bet when it comes to air hockey," Riku says and wipes his chin with the back of his hand, still chuckling here and there. I glare at him, my eyes screaming how badly I want to wring his neck until it looks like play dough when it's rolled really, really thin. Instead of using my hands to inflict bodily harm though, I slide my palm down my face and wipe away the coke.
"So who won DDR?" Axel asks and for a minute it seems like he's trying to save me from any more embarrassment, though I know that isn't true because he's a total asshole, there is no way he'd do anything to save my hide.
"I did," Sora says with a huge grin and Riku rolls his eyes, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Only 'cause I let you," he says and Sora laughs loudly, throwing his head back and smacking an open palmed hand on the table.
"As if! You were working up a fucking sweat!"
You can imagine how this continues. They argue until finally deciding to have a round two. They dart off towards the DDR machines like bats out of hell and I find myself left with Axel for the second time today.
"Good riddance eh?" Axel says laughingly and I glare at him with the heat of a thousand suns and he leans back, looking surprised that I could actually send him such a heated look.
"Shut up! Just shut your stupid mouth," I growl and pull away from the table, stomping all the way towards the door and shoving my way out, ignoring the way the stupid entrance guy shouts, telling me that if I leave I can't get back in but I just send him the finger and storm all the way towards the car.
I don't even like Chuck E. Cheese's pizza, I hate arcade games, I hate Sora and the fact that he gets along with Riku, I hate Axel, I hate the fact that my brain keeps playing back the kiss, I hate the fact that I actually lost at Air hockey…I fucking just hate everything, damn it.
I climb into the car and turn it on, planning on listening to some totally killer tunes and just forgetting everything that happened today. I just can't wait to get home and sleep away everything, it's going to be a total relief, I shit you not.
It feels like hours later when I hear a rapping against the passenger side window. I sit up and open my eyes, rubbing away the sleep and coming face to face with Sora through the window. I scream really loud, flying back and trying not to puke my heart out. I hear them all laughing and notice that the sky is actually a deep indigo colour and I unlock the doors, letting all these animals into my once quiet car. Sora stuffs all these prizes into the back seats then tries to shove himself in. Riku does the same thing and by the time the doors are closed you can barely see them because of the large amounts of stuffed animals and other junk. Is that an inflatable cactus? What freaking use could one of those even have?
I turn and see Axel climbing in with just one tiny prize. It's a weird little keychain of a key that looks kind of like a mystical sword, though I know it's a key, you can just tell. It's really nice and I just can't rip my eyes away from it. I like the way it jingles and has a tiny little chain separate from everything else with a Mickey Mouse head attached to it. Axel holds it up and smiles at me. It sort of catches me off guard because up until now he's never actually smiled at me. It's always just been a stupid grin or an obnoxious smirk. The dark purple bruise is really visible and I kind of feel bad for leaving such a big mark…then I remember how his tongue was tasting around where my tonsils would be if I didn't have them removed when I was twelve and I don't feel so bad anymore.
His smile lights up his entire face and his eyes seem to glow. I look at the keychain, then at his face then back to the keychain a few times before he rolls his eyes. "Take it, I can tell you want it," he says and jangles it in front of me. I snatch it away and try to keep the smile off my face.
It's actually really cool looking…and I just like it way too much not to take it. I won't say thank you though, he doesn't deserve my thank you's…stupid jerk.
"Why'd you leave so early?" Sora says from behind his mountain of prizes and I just shrug while I pull out of the parking space. I can see a bunch of other parents leaving, guiding their tired children towards their cars and getting ready to head home. There is school tomorrow…which brings up a question.
"Where are you and Riku going to school?" I ask Axel and he seems shocked that I actually asked him a question without snapping or shouting at him. He shrugs and leans back in the seat. I realize that everyone is actually a million times calmer…I wonder what they put in the Chuck E. Cheese pizza…probably sedatives or something.
"When your mama and pops get back I guess we'll find out," Axel says and Riku answers for himself from behind his own pile of toys and junk.
"I'm going to King," Sora squeals happily and Riku laughs.
And I feel like driving the car into a lake.
If Riku is going to King then that means that Axel is obviously going to attend too. My mother wouldn't want to separate all of us…
Oh god, my life just got a whole lot worse.
A/N: Well, well, well!
So we meet again, Mr. Bond!
-pets cat vigorously-
LOL SORRY!
Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed this...Roxas really hates his life xD
What an emo!