A Transvestite Romance

Chapter 9: V


Axel met Roxas at the Strife house, carrying Roxas's present. The third Strife child opened the door, once again Roxanne.

"Hey," Roxanne said kissing Axel. "Come on in. And happy St. Heart's Day."

Axel smirked, handing the pink wrapped box to the transvestite. "Same to you, Roxy."

Inside the box was a Hello Kitty long wallet. Hello was wearing a dark red and black striped dress on a black background with a light green stripe. There were two apples, with the same design as Hello's dress. There was also a customary box of chocolate.

Roxanne fangirl screamed and hugged Axel. She loved Hello Kitty. "Thank you!"

"No problem."

Roxanne gave Axel a square package. "Your turn."

Axel unwrapped it. Inside was The Smashing Pumpkins CD- "Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness." "Sweet!" Small squares of Dove chocolate were taped to the cover.

Roxanne blushed. "You like it? I made sure that "Bullet with Butterfly Wings" was on it."

Axel pecked Roxanne on the cheek. "Totally. Thanks."

"So, where do you wanna go?" Roxanne asked.

"Well," Axel said, scratching the back of his neck. Ding dong. The couple looked at each other as the doorbell rang again.


Sora was standing before Riku's hospital bed, holding a bouquet of flowers. Riku was asleep, exhausted from a round of chemo.

"Don't worry," said a voice. Sora turned around, staring at a man that closely resembled Riku. He had the same green-blue eyes and his silver hair fell

"You're the singer for One Winged Angel," Sora said in awe. "Sephiroth."

Sephiroth smirked and bowed. "Sephiroth Hojo-Shan at your service, Sora. Riku's my little brother." Well, that explained the resemblance.

"How did you know my name?" Sora asked, a little bit freaked out. Is the great "General" Sephiroth a creeper?

Sephiroth laughed-a deep, calm laugh, Sora noticed. "Forgive me. Riku talks about you all the time."

Sora felt his hopes rise. "He does?" The chocolate-spikehead felt like jumping or singing to the heavens. But that would make him look silly in front of a celebrity. He restrained himself-a visible effort.

"Sephiroth," Riku said weakly, "Don't mess with my boyfriend."

Sora eyes widened. "But-we haven't gone out or even kissed. I'm-I'm-"He looked at Sephiroth who looked back at him.

Riku sat up, eyes narrowing. It was a struggle to sit up while in bed for so long. "You are my boyfriend, Sora." Green-blue eyes looked at Sephiroth. "Get out Seph. You know that Kadaj, Yazoo, and Loz can't record anything without you."

Sephiroth sniffed. "Of course. In that case-"He nodded to Riku and Sora "Farwell."

Riku sighed. "He's always been like that." When Sora looked at him confused, Riku added "Always overly polite, overly dramatic, extraordinary singer, charming, charismatic, elegant, and powerful-in physical and businesses." One of his eyes was twitching and the heart monitor was beeping louder. "Shut up!" he yelled at it.

"Ri, calm down," Sora said soothingly. Not knowing how to calm him down exactly, Sora did what he could. He kissed Riku. Riku didn't look surprised; instead, he brought a trembling (not from nerves but from fatigue) hand and caressed Sora's face.

They finally pulled apart. Riku was grinning. "That was a first kiss," he said triumphantly.

Sora said jestingly, "I guess I'm really your boyfriend now, am I?"


Roxanne opened the door, revealing a snowy Hayner wearing a camouflage winter coat.

"Hey guys. Just wanted to know if you two wanted to sled at Sunset Hill. I'm getting a group together.

Axel looked at Roxanne who was looking at Hayner. "What's your angle?" she asked suspiciously. "You haven't been nice to me since Pence moved!"

Hayner shifted his feet anxiously. "I know. AndI'msorryIjustwannamakeammends."

"Repeat that," Roxanne said calmly, crossing her arms.

Hayner sighed. "I'm sorry. Really. You know how Olette gets." Olette was a friend-but hated Roxas after he confessed he was gay.

"Well, you could have stopped her!" Roxanne snapped.

"I was a coward," Hayner said. "We were best friends, Rox, and I felt a tad bit betrayed when you came out of the closet. Olette turns people to be on her side, whatever side that is. Now I just wanna say sorry." He turned to the door.

"Hayner wait," Roxanne said. Hayner turned back. She looked at Axel. "I guess we can watch, but not sled." Hayner smiled.


Cloud was sitting in a café on Wall Street (aka Gangland) with Zack Fair-his best buddy and partner. They were chatting about normal things-at least the Street's view of "normal." Drugs, drugs, weapons, and drugs.

Their contacts came in. Zack raised a hand and smiled to them. They didn't smile back. Pulling up chairs, the two people-a black man with a gun-arm (gun-arms were the only exception to the no-firearm rule) and a busty white woman with-sat down.

"Well, how are you guys doin'- T, Cowgirl?" Zack asked cheerfully.

"When's the shipment to be expected?" Cloud asked, mind on business, always.

"Now," Cowgirl said, smiling. "Snow's a good cover."

"C'mon, you two Spikeheads, let's go!" T said angrily.

At the pickup point, an abandoned warehouse, Cloud looked calm but was on edge. He was freezing but thankful that he took his winter coat with him from his apartment.

A Japanese guy came in, dressed in a suit. Three muscular guys were carrying a crate. Both parties gathered around the set-down crate.

"Open it," Cloud said, eyes narrowing.

"Hand over the money," Suit-man said calmly, hand extending.

Cowgirl rolled her eyes, opening a briefcase stuffed with one hundred dollar bills. "See the money. Now open the case before T shoots you all," she said sweetly. She pulled on black leather gloves, as if to make a point. Suit blanched, opening the crate.

The crate was stuffed with balls of materia-a concoction of various drugs, from marijuana and acid to meth and cocaine. Zack whistled. "Is it fresh?" he asked.

Suit grinned. "See for yourself," he said, lighting a joint. He took a hit and passed it around the circle. Cloud pretended to take a hit. He hated this part: the drugs, the alcohol, the prostitutes gazing at him with wounded eyes.

"So do we have a deal?" Suit asked.

Zack nodded. "Yup!" The black-haired man passed the case to Suit.

Cloud heard the familiar sound of helicopter blades. Zack ran to the door. "Shit, police," he yelled over his shoulder. "Let's get out of here!"

Suit and his men ran out the same way they came in, Suit carrying the money case. Zack, Cowgirl, T, and Cloud waited as Suit yelled from surprise.

The foursome ran out the other warehouse entrance and circled to the back. Suit and his men were being handcuffed by the police. Suit saw them and freaked, babbling how the four of them were traitors and they would all be hunted down and shot. A cop sighed. "Thanks you guys. Couldn't have caught them without y'all." He marched Suit into the car.

"So, that was a good day," Zack said later, leaning back in his chair, fingering the X-shaped scar on his left cheek. "Catching Godo Kisaragi and confiscating tons of materia." They were sitting in Cloud's studio apartment that overlooked Wall Street. Cowgirl and T went back to the 7th Heaven Bar, which Cowgirl ran.

"Yeah, one major drug dealer down. But how many will take his place?" Cloud asked dully. He stood up and without taking his coat, left the apartment.

Zack sighed. "Jeez, how can the triplets live with such a pessimistic?" He rummaged through the small fridge. "At least he has beer."


Sunset Hill. A predominant make-out point. A beautiful place to watch sunsets. The place where the Town's children-despite warnings from parents-sled every year.

The hill overlooked a major street that exited the Town that would connect with a nearby highway. Roxanne sighed. She loved and hated this spot. Only last year, did two high school seniors got killed by a car. She whispered in Axel's ear, "Remember-don't sled. People die on this hill, Ax."

"Gotcha," Axel said. "So what do you want to do?" he asked.

Roxanne thought. "Let's make a snowman!" she said cheerfully, all soberness gone.

"Okay." Together, the two of them started to create a giant ball for the base.

The snowman was about half-way done when Roxanne hit Axel on the head with a snowball. Axel turned around. "Hey," he yelled, seeing Roxanne laugh. He gathered a snowball and chucked it at the blonde.

People stared at the couple who was chucking snow at each other, giggling the entire time. They finally collapsed in the snow, next to each other, winded.

Roxanne pulled Axel into a kiss. Axel kissed back, opening his mouth more. Protests echoed, a chorus of "get a room" started.

Roxanne yelled back-"This is a makeout point, dumbasses!" She then returned to Axel's mouth. Axel broke the kiss a little while after. "Not that this hasn't been fun but-it's kinda cold. Wanna split to a café or something?"

"Sure," Roxanne said. "Let's go say goodbye first."

The two of them started to walk towards the sleds. Hayner just pushed off. Roxanne stopped. "Wait-Hayner!" She started to run down the hill, pulling Axel with her.

Hayner was gathering speed as a car swung around the bend. He was oblivious, laughing at the high, looking back at the crowd.

"Shit," Axel swore. Hayner was Roxanne's friend-the dirty-blond was in danger. He yelled, "Hayner, brake!"

Hayner looked forward-saw the car-but braked too late. The car slid on a patch of ice and barreled to wear Hayner was. The car hit Hayner at forty miles per hour-Roxanne and Axel could hear the squealing of tires, the shattering of glass, the screaming. There was nothing they could do.

Hayner's blood-the color of a Valentine-stained the snow as the boy was still, a faint smile on his lips.


A/N: I always seem to kill at least one person in my fics. Hayner's the sacrifice. (Sorry, please don't kill me.) Hopefully, the Cloud busting a drug dealer seems realalistic. Just wanted to get this out before I leave tomorrow.

Next time: Roxanne sulks, Axel doesn't know what to do, the return of a freaked Cloud.

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