The whole car ride was silent. Roxas hated it. It made him feel so uncomfortable. Even as they reached the café, they didn't utter a word. But, the night air felt like ice against his skin for the car had no covering, and so he shivered. Axel had wrapped an arm around him, letting Roxas snuggle against is side for warmth and let Roxas wear his brown leather jacket.
"Roxas! There you are!" boomed the loud jolly voice of the orange-haired Wakka as the two walked into the Café.
The large man strolled over to Axel and Roxas.
"You're late again boy," he said sternly yet a kind smile still stuck on his face.
"S-Sorry sir," mumbled Roxas with a nervous smile. "I meant to come but something…came up."
"Well just for that, you'll be washing extra dishes tonight."
"Excuse me Sir," interrupted Axel. "But Roxas is with me for the night and won't be working. You see, I'm meeting someone and I brought Roxas along so I can get him something to eat."
"I see," replied Wakka, standing up straight and rubbing his chin. "Well alright then Roxas. I guess I can let this slide for now."
The man beamed down at the blond boy and with a large hand, he ruffled the boy's golden locks roughly.
"Yes Sir," said Roxas with a sweet laugh and a genially adorable smile.
Roxas could feel Axel tense up slightly and he turned his head to look up at the man. Axel glanced away quickly from Roxas, but his eyes were a burning green of envy and jealousy. Roxas only smiled sweetly and Axel seemed to smile some. Probably because that smile was for him.
"Well go and sit down and I'll be with ya in a moment," sighed Wakka cheerfully as he patted Roxas on the shoulder before turning and walking behind the long counter at the back of the café.
Roxas wrapped his arms tightly around Axel's middle and snuggled against his side before letting go and walking over to an open table.
Stubbornly, Axel shoved his hands into his pockets and strolled after Roxas. He slumped down into this chair and looked dully at the wall.
"Are you worried about Zexion Professor?" asked Roxas timidly.
"Not so much Zexion," Axel murmured in a slightly deep and cautious tone as he glanced sideways at Roxas. "Zexion has quite a bad temper."
"Here you go Roxas! I brought your favorite," said Wakka in a hardy voice as he placed a small plate in front of Roxas on the table.
"Wow thanks boss!" exclaimed Roxas with glee and surprise.
He picked up the small fork and looked down at his meal; a thin triangle slice of white cake with a fat strawberry perched atop it and a scoop of light blue ice cream on the side.
"What's that?" asked Axel curiously, looking down at the food.
"Vanilla cake with sea-salt ice cream!" chirped Roxas happily.
He lifted his fork and stabbed the strawberry with a bit of cake and held it up to Axel.
"Want some?" asked Roxas sweetly.
Axel sighed and rolled his eyes before turning to face Roxas. He opened his mouth and closed it around the cake and strawberry piece on the fork.
Roxas pulled back the fork gently and looked up at Axel with anticipation.
"No half bad," Axel said, nodding his head slightly.
Roxas smiled brightly.
"Here try the sea-salt!"
He took a scoop of the light blue ice cream and held it up for Axel.
Again Axel closed him mouth around the fork. His eyebrows seemed to perk up.
"Now that's good ice cream," Axel agreed as he smiled slightly. "But I think it'll taste better with something else."
"Like what?" asked Roxas curiously.
Wordlessly, Axel swiped a pointer finger over the top of the ice cream. With his other hand, Axel held up Roxas' chin while he spread the ice cream over Roxas' lips. Axel leaned forward and parted his lips over Roxas'.
"This," whispered Axel.
He closed them slowly, letting the tip of his tongue move over Roxas' bottom lip. Axel parted his lips again so that his tongue could lick up the rest of the sea-salt. He closed them and opened them again, continuing to kiss the young student in this passionate sort of manor.
Roxas blushed wildly and let his eyes slide closed. Lucky for him the café was empty at this time of night and that the boss was in the back room.
The redhead pulled away slowly and smiled down at Roxas.
"You're really cute when you're surprised," Axel chuckled.
Just then, the Café door opened and in walked a violet-haired man.
Axel turned his head and looked over at Zexion, he raised his hand slightly and waved him over.
Zexion grinned and walked over to Axel but his grin soon vanished when he spotted Roxas.
"What in the world is he doing here?" asked Zexion darkly.
"Just eating a late night snack that's all,' replied Axel coolly, grinning up at the other man. "Come, sit."
His eyes narrowed at the blond but nonetheless he sat down at the table across from Axel.
"I'm glad we get to finally spend time together Axel," said Zexion with a hint of seduction in his voice.
Roxas felt disgusted and his insides seemed to tighten. He just lowered his head and continued to eat this desert, the sea-salt ice cream had already half melted and made the cake all soggy.
"Yes it is," said Axel in a plain voice. "But, there is something I need to speak with you about."
He leaned forward and crossed his arms atop the table, his face serious.
"About what?" asked Zexion curiously, as he also leaned forward, placing his elbows on the table and resting the sides of this jaw in each palm with his fingers curled against his cheeks.
"You see…I think that we shouldn't see each other anymore," Axel said coolly, his face unchanged.
"What?!" exclaimed Zexion in disbelief. He stood suddenly and slapped the table hard. "Are you telling me that you're breaking up with me?!"
Roxas' head jerked up at the sound of Zexion hitting the table. The blond looked up at the enraged man and his fork slipped from his hands, making a loud clatter onto his plate. He turned his head slowly to look at Axel beside him, curious of his response.
"Yes," replied Axel in that same calm tone. "That's exactly what I'm telling you. I want it ended."
"Y-You can't do that," said Zexion with a weak laugh as he shook his head slowly, still not believing it.
"As a matter a fact, I can," replied Axel in a smug tone.
"Y-You bastard!" roared Zexion, his hands into fists, his eyes narrowed and teeth clenched.
Suddenly, Zexion blinked as if realizing something. He turned his head slowly and looked at Roxas, his eyes narrowing as he spotted the boy wearing Axel's favorite jacket.
"It's him isn't it?" he growled in a low tone, his glare never moving from the nervous Roxas.
Axel didn't reply, only looked away from Zexion.
Roxas looked up at Axel to Zexion and then to Axel again, fear and nervousness bubbling up inside the pit of his stomach.
Zexion bit down on his lower lip till it turned a shade a white.
"It is, isn't it?" he whispered, his voice on the verge of a sob. "Isn't it?!" he shouted angrily, his face contorted with rage as he slammed his fist onto the table.
"Good Sir!" exclaimed Wakka hurrying out from the back room, his white apron wet with dish water. "I will not have that in my Café. I would highly appreciate it if you left quietly this instant."
His head shot to the side to glare at the orange-haired man. Zexion turned his head back to Roxas; his ice cold glare was filled with envy and hate. He turned sharply on his heels and stormed out of the Café, disappearing into the darkness.
Roxas turned his head slowly and gazed up at Axel. His expression was blank as he stared straight ahead. Roxas looked down and saw one of Axel's hands was formed into a tight fist, his knuckles a pale white. His whole body seemed tensed, as if ready to strike at any moment. Tears formed in the deep blue pools of Roxas' eyes. Swiftly, without a second thought, Roxas wrapped his arms around one of Axel's tightly.
Axel looked down at Roxas with a saddened look before pulling his arm from the boys hold and embracing him, holding the blond closely to his chest.
"It's okay Roxas," Axel whispered gently as he kissed the top of the boys head as tears slipped down his cheek that dripped onto golden tresses. "Everything will be okay…"
