Note: sorry about the long wait!!! my brother came home and is hogging the computer. I tried to make it a bit longer. failed D:
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Axel looked shocked. "I-I'm…did...I'm…we… "
Roxas didn't move.
"Damnit!" Axel banged his fist on the table, causing papers to jump. "I'm such a fucking idiot!" He turned to look out the window and slid his hand over the side of his face. "Listen. I'm really sorry about that. It's just, we used to...umm…we-"
"It's ok."
Axel turned around, to see Roxas' head turned, looking at the picture again. "What?" Axel asked shakily.
"I said its ok." Roxas brushed his hand over the photograph. "If…if this is really me, and we were…you know…like that, then I can kind of understand how you're feeling." He turned to look at the flustered redhead. "Wanting."
"Damn! What a night!" Demyx walked in the kitchen looking like a bus had hit him. "What's for breakie?" he walked over to the counter. "Sweet! Can I put chocolate chips in 'em?"
Axel grinned slightly. "Go ahead. Man, why don't you ever get hangovers?"
Demyx shrugged and grabbed the chocolate chips out of the freezer. "Why are you smiling so much lately?"
Axel shrugged. "Dunno. Happiness I guess."
Roxas blushed very faintly. It was quite obvious why.
"Are the other's up yet?" Axel asked, picking the overflow of chocolate chips out of the bowl.
Demyx chuckled. "Yeah…they were awake…"Axel smacked him in the back of the head. "You perv." "Ow! You realize I do have a headache!" The blond frowned and rubbed the back of his head. "Good. It'll teach ya not to get hammered every time you're depressed." Axel smirked and poured some of the batter into the pan.
Demyx crossed his arms and stuck out his tongue. "Well at least I'm not going to die of lung cancer!"
"Man! I'm surprised bartenders don't accuse you of being underage." The redhead picked up the pan and shot the pancake in the air, landing it perfectly back in the pan.
"Pfhh. So Roxy! You're still here I see? Oh! You're looking at pictures!" he rushed over and tore open the book, giggling at all the photos. He turned to the one of him and Roxas on the slip 'n slide. "Awww! That was the best day ever! I remember Xigbar was allergic to the plastic and he had a huuuge rash for like, a week! Remember Roxy?"
Roxas lowered his eyes.
Demyx's face immediately dropped. "Sorry! I completely forgot! I just got so caught up in the moment and-"
Axel dropped a plate of pancakes in front of the sputtering blond. "Shut up."
Demyx pouted. "I said I was sorry…"
"Well move your sorry ass and get the others out here. I don't wanna listen to them bitch later about how we didn't save them any breakfast."
"But dude! They're totally-"
"Go!"
Demyx groaned and slinked his way down the hall. Axel places his thumb and forefinger on the bridge of his nose and massaged it.
"Sorry 'bout that. He gets kind of…peppy in the morning."
"Really? I hadn't noticed." Roxas responded sarcastically. Axel ran his hand through his long, red spikes. "Still sarcastic as ever. Only one pancake, extra syrup right?"
Roxas blushed slightly. "Yeah. I suppose you…knew that from before, right?"
Axel grinned. "Yup. Listen, if you don't mind, would you like to come to lunch with me and Demyx? You know, to get to know us again. We've really missed you."
Obviously some more then others.
Roxas thought for a moment. "But, you guys aren't from here. How long are you staying?"
"Well we were-"
"Hey Ass-el! What craptastic breakfast did you make for us this morning?" The dread-locked man from the day before walked into the room with Demyx beside him. "Damn it's cold! Turn up the goddamn heat!" The blond man Roxas saw earlier walked up behind him. "Try wearing a shirt. It is December you know." The blond man slapped a shirt over the buff man's shoulder. "What? You tired of looking at my chiseled abs?" The man flexed his pecks. "Ha ha. Hurry up and eat. We have work to do." "Yeah yeah. I'm going."
The dread-locked man walked over and pulled up a chair and sat across from Roxas. "So, you're still here, huh?" Roxas nodded, nervous of the man's muscles. Axel ushered over some pancakes to Roxas and the man.
"Roxas, this is Xaldin. He's a jackass to everyone unless he's completely wasted."
Roxas looked over at the man and watched as he shoved an entire pancake in his mouth.
Axel pointed to the blond man who was taking a health shake out of the fridge. "And that there, is Luxord. He's a cocky, card-playing brit." Luxord turned and gave Axel an evil glare. "You sill owe me 50 bucks from the last game you know." Axel rolled his eyes. "I said I'd pay you back next week! Stop hassling me!"
Luxord smirked and walked over to sit beside Xaldin. He stared at the syrup soaked pancakes on Xaldin's plate. "How can you eat that? It's revolting!" Xaldin looked up from his plate and pointed, with his fork, at Luxord's drink. 'And you think that's delicious?" "Well at least it's healthy!"
Axel set his plate next do Roxas', ignoring the argument. "Good?"
The blond swallowed and nodded. Axel grinned. "Awesome. So, have you decided about me and Demyx? We're just planning on hanging around town."
Should I? Even though I apparently knew him before, I don't know what kind of a person he is. Or what kind of person I was…
Demyx plunked his plate down on the other side of Roxas. "Yeah man! There's this totally awesome music store that just opened down town! You'll love it!"
What do I have to lose? Other then my dignity…"Sure. I just have to stop home and grab some money and a change-"
"I have some. I mean, I have some of the money you left when you…uh…left."
Roxas set his fork down. "Yeah. About that…"
Demyx, who had already finished his pancakes, stood up and stretched. "We should get moving. I have a whole shitload of shopping left to do." He walked up to the sink and dropped his dishes in. "Hurry up and get dressed guys. I'll be out here."
Axel stood up and picked up the dishes, and then he turned to Luxord. "Where are you guys going?" Luxord downed the rest of his health drink. "Xaldin and I are going to make a few dollars." "Good luck with that."
Axel put the plates on the counter and turned back to Roxas. "The bathroom's the second door on the right. We have extra toothbrushes in the top drawer."
Roxas scratched the back of his head. "Um… I only have my work uniform to wear."
"Damn. Well, you're close to Demyx's size, but you might have to roll up the pants. I'll go get some clothes."
Axel left the kitchen, to leave Roxas alone with the two other men. He twiddles his fingers for a few moments when Xaldin stood up and grabbed an apple. He set it in front of Luxord, started to leave then turned his head. "That shake may be healthy, but it's not gonna last you for the morning." He chuckled and headed to his room.
Luxord looked at the apple and sighed. He polished it on his shirt and took a loud bite.
Xaldin doesn't seem that bad, but he might just be nice to that guy…
