So I dunno what got into me yesterday. Maybe boredom and a spark of inspiration. But I sat at the computer ALL DAY yesterday and wrote. I wrote SO MUCH in fact that I got way ahead in chapters and so I'm feeling like its ok to go ahead and post a second chapter this weekend.
OMG. I know, right? I NEVER do that! But I feel like it.
To address some reviews:
1) Ha ha, yeah the whole Axel kneeling down and pulling out the key to his apartment thing flashed through my head too. Hee hee hee!
2) I'm glad that I can be an inspiration to some. I do put a lot into my writing and my goal is to make it feel as real as possible. But you guys are also an inspiration to me too! Without my fans I'd probably just stop writing in a story whenever I got writer's block and just say to hell with it, but you guys keep me going!
3) There's one thing I don't think I've been very clear about. I'd like to clarify that now. I have a policy that since the goal of choosing Organization XIII for this series was to (in my own weird, sadistic way) give them "another life" through my writing, I will only include The Nobodies in my fics. (And that means NO Xion! She wasn't a Nobody, she was an imperfect clone! Fuck her, she doesn't count.) Its no secret that I LOVE the Nobodies so much and my heart breaks that none of them (Roxas and Naminé aside) got to become whole. So why include other characters from the series like that douche bag Sora or Riku? They've got their lives they get to live! But the Nobodies never got to have another life! They never got to feel joy and pleasure or pain and anguish. So my goal is to give them that. And in doing so the ONLY characters will be the Nobodies themselves. Sure, there are mentions of mothers and fathers and maybe even the occasional sibling (haven't actually done that yet) but you will never meet them in the stories. They will never have a speaking part or a real description of what they look like because original characters have no place in this series. (I have KH OCs but you won't find them here.) So I'm sorry if you were looking forward to meeting any of the parents or even thought I might cast other KH characters as parents because I'm not. (Although Aerith and Cloud would be a GREAT mom and dad for Roxas. Ha ha!)
4) I know that the last couple chapters have seemed like they could be THE END but don't worry! This story is FAR from its end! That much I can promise. And really, you have no cause to be concerned about it ending until somebody dies. It just isn't one of my stories until SOMEBODY dies. But even then, that usually only marks the half way or ¾ point in one of my stories. So don't panic just yet. ;)
Yeah, ok. I'm sure you wanna grab me and shake me and yell "WHO'S GONNA DIE!?" now. But come on, if you've read either of my previous fics in this series you know I can't get out of killing at least ONE person (though its usually more) so don't be surprised. And I'm pretty sure this story will have a lower death toll than Chronophilia Complex (five deaths) so no worries!
About this chapter, its short. But its easily my second favorite chapter that I've written for this story so far. Only surpassed by the upcoming Chapter 12 which will be titled "Violent World." If there is a chapter to read, my friends, that will be it! GNEEEEEE! So excited!
So enjoy this chapter. It's getting interesting now. FWEE!
"So, that's the last of everything. Of course, I didn't have a whole lot to begin with." Roxas smiled as he carried his last box of clothes through the door of his new home. He'd been officially staying there every day for the past week but had only just today realized how badly he needed his clothes. He carried the cardboard box into the bedroom he now shared with Axel and began filling the empty spots in drawers and closet space that Axel had made for him. Once the last bit of clothing was tucked away he smiled and came back out into the living room where Demyx sat with Axel. "And I'm officially moved in. Thanks for helping me Dem."
"No prob. Gotta get mom's car back before she wakes up and realizes I took it though." Demyx chuckled and swallowed his stale piece of bubble gum, replacing it instantly with another. "So, you tell the old lady you moved out or are you leaving her in the dark like your parents?"
"No, I wrote her a note. We barely saw each other in passing so its not like she'll miss me around the house or anything." Roxas shrugged and took up his half empty beer bottle from the coffee table in the center of the room. "I left the note on her door so she'll see it eventually."
Demyx nodded slowly. "She'll be sad. She likes having another person around the house, even if she's never there at the same time as them." He sighed and popped a bubble before waving to Roxas and Axel. "Well, I better get headed back with her car now. Its almost six and she has to be up in an hour to get to work. I'll see you shits around some time."
"See ya Dem, thanks." Axel smiled and closed and locked the door behind his friend as he exited and then turned to Roxas. "So, you're officially moved in!"
"Mmm hmm." Roxas smiled and wrapped his arms around Axel as the older man advanced to kiss him. "You feel up to celebrating?"
"I'm always happy to celebrate." Axel laughed lightly against Roxas' ear and lifted the boy off the floor enough to cart him easily toward the couch. Once they reached the worn out piece of furnature he layed Roxas down carefully and knelt above him. "Remember that first night we met? We fell asleep on this couch together."
Roxas chuckled. "Yeah and you drooled on me the next morning and put me in a panic." He raised his hand to Axel's cheek and rubbed it gently. "But look at us now. Just a few months later and we're perfectly happy and in love. Its so funny, when I first came to California I was worried I'd be miserable and alone and I thought I'd hate it. But my life here is so perfect. I have you and we have our friends and nobody telling us what to do. I've learned more in life experience these past weeks than I would have learned in years at a university. Its great."
"Life is pretty good right now, isn't it?" Axel smiled and kissed Roxas. "I'm really glad we met Roxas. You're a special person to me and nothing can change that."
"Good." Roxas began unbuckling Axel's belt as he kissed a trail up the man's neck. His hands worked at tugging down the tight acid wash jeans that clung to the redhead's hips while his mouth worked and enticing vocalized pleasure from the man. "Ah, you know I hate these pants. What do you do, sew yourself into them each time? I'm getting ready to take a knife to them just to get them off of you."
"No way! Not my favorite pair of jeans!" Axel laughed and helped Roxas tug them down. "You just gotta know how to work them."
"How about you just not wear any pants at all when we're home alone?" Roxas smiled and began unbuckling his own belt and pants when suddenly there came a knock at the door. "Uhg. What the hell? Demyx must have forgot something. I'll throttle him!" Roxas wormed his way out from under Axel who was mostly undressed now and was in no condition to answer the door. He considered refastening his pants and belt, but why bother? If Demyx found the image disturbing then maybe it would teach him a lesson about disturbing them when they were alone. He unlocked the door and pulled it open and started to speak but stopped dead in his tracks as his eyes met with an unfamiliar face. Before him stood a boy about his age with long blue hair and a deadly gaze, two bags of luggage in hand. He made a mental note of the awesome looking Dead Kennedys t-shirt that the boy was wearing and decided to ask where he got it if he had the chance later. "Can I help you?"
Saïx's eyes narrowed on Roxas as he stepped forward. "Look, if you're going to be a guest in my brother's apartment then the first thing you need to know is that this door never gets locked, ever. Don't ever lock it again."
Roxas stared at Saïx in confusion before what he said registered in his mind. This was Axel's brother that he'd heard so much about. Marluxia had called the boy "mommy's little fly on the wall" because apparently everything Axel did in his pressence went right back to their mother. His face paled as he remembered that he had neglected to do up his pants or belt and here he stood before the boy who would tell Axel's mother everything. Then his brain processed all that Saïx had said when he addressed him. This caused Roxas to huff quietly as his hand instinctively went to zip up his fly. "I wasn't the one that…"
Saïx brushed past Roxas before he could finish talking and stepped into the apartment, dropping his bags where he stood. His gaze fell on Axel who lay on the couch shirtless and pulling up his pants. "Oh, I see whats happening here."
"Saïx! Wh-what are you doin' here!?" Axel blushed at being interrupted by his younger brother and stood to greet him with a hug. "I thought you were with dad."
Saïx returned his brother's hug and cast a warning gaze at the blond who stood only a few feet away. "Another blond?"
Axel chuckled nervously and motioned toward Roxas. "Ha! Yeah, this is Roxas. He's my lover, and he's also living here. So, anyway… I thought you were with dad."
Saïx's stare turned from spiteful to all out feral. "And what makes him so special that you'd let him move in?"
"Well, for one I am in love with him." Axel moved to stand beside Roxas and wrapped an arm around him proudly. "He is special to me, and I am special to him. We make each other happy."
Saïx continued to glare at the blond, fury boiling up inside of him. "You told me that you'd let me move in after I turned eighteen and was done visiting dad!"
"W-well yeah, we said that. But Saï, I thought that was just something you said because you were angry at mom that one night." Axel looked to his brother apologetically. "We only ever talked about it that once and we were both piss ass drunk. I didn't think you were serious."
"I was." Saïx turned his eyes to Axel and he crossed his arms. "And I come back and find out you already moved somebody else in. I guess blood isn't as thick as muddy, disease infected swamp water afterall."
"Hey now, let's be fair." Axel crossed his arms to counter his brother's stance. "I haven't heard a word from you all Summer! For all I knew, you were going to stay with dad and live in Vegas. You'd mentioned doing something like that too. And it isn't like you can't move in. Just because Roxas is here doesn't mean you can't be here too. In fact, I'm sure he'd appreciate some company throughout the day while I'm at work."
Roxas looked to Axel in a panic but didn't say a word. He had just met Saïx but he'd heard enough horror stories about him to know he didn't want to be left alone with him for a second. Despite being a punk kid, he was apparently a self righteous miniature version of his mother with a tendancy to throw temper tantrums when things didn't go his way. Already Roxas knew that they would not get along. Not even Marluxia got along with him, and Marluxia got along with everyone. He was also obviously protective of Axel, much like Demyx had been, only clearly less kind about it. Roxas was already silently praying that Saïx would throw a fit and storm out of the apartment. But he could never be so lucky.
"Fine. I'll stay, if only to make sure that things go smoothly." Saïx turned his eyes back to Roxas and he scowled dangerously. "I'd hate to see anyone get hurt."
Roxas took offense to Saïx's words knowing full well what he was implying. He took Axel's hand in his own and stared hard at the other boy. "Yeah, well that's the last thing any of us wants."
Axel looked between his brother and his lover, their negativity toward each other nearly visible merely by their mutual glare. He forced a chuckle and wrapped his arms around both boys. "We'll be one happy little family. So let's loosen up guys and just have fun. Alright?"
Roxas looked from Axel to Saïx and nodded with a smirk. "Fine."
Saïx glared straight ahead, his eyes never leaving Roxas for even a second. "Fine."