The only place it seemed that the blonde could take refuge now was the bathroom, the only place he could lock himself away and not have anyone bother him. Passing through the swinging door he entered one of the stalls, shutting the lid to the toilet and crouching down upon it, so that if anyone actually did enter the bathroom, which was unlikely considering the cafeteria bathrooms were like the black death, they wouldn't see him. Not to mention Roxas in his tear blinded sadness had not seemed to take note to the fact that he had wound up in the Ladies Bathroom.
Sniffling, Roxas frantically tried to rub tears from his face – the salty drops stinging at his face. He hated crying, he especially hated crying in front of people – but this was all too much to deal with. He had ever asked to have a crush on Axel, he had never asked to be mesmerized by the red head's every move – so why had he been so distraught seeing Axel kissing Demyx? He could kiss whoever he wanted – Roxas shouldn't have cared.
Oh, but Roxas did care. The moment he had come across Axel kissing Demyx, so many emotions had exploded within him. Anger, sadness, disappointment – a need to punch something, particularly the blonde haired swim team captain. Roxas still had all those emotions battling within him as he tried to make sense of what he was going to do about this. Severing all ties with Axel just seemed, against logic. Did it not? At the same time it seemed like the only logical option. If Axel was going to be with Demyx, he would obviously be with Demyx in front of everyone else – and if Roxas was going to feel this way about Axel being with Demyx, it was obvious he shouldn't hang around them.
Hearing the bathroom door swing open, Roxas made not a sound – instead he held is breath, and hoped to god whoever was in the bathroom would leave soon. He could hear the doors to the other stalls swinging open, and then the door to his stall rattled. The hinges were already loose, it seemed threatening to fall off it's hinges at any second. Biting his lip, Roxas was tempted to question who it was that was trying to break into the stall that he'd taken refuge in.
His question was soon answered as the green eyed red head he was currently in a state of confusion about spoke up.
"Roxy, what's wrong – you aren't sick are you?" Axel inquired.
". . . . . . . ." No response from Roxas, Axel didn't deserve one in his mind right now.
"Rox, I know you're in there. . . . tell me what's wrong." Axel demanded quickly.
"You're what's wrong --- everything about you is wrong. Our friendship is wrong and I just want to get rid of it, leave me the hell alone Axel. I don't want to see you anymore," Roxas declared. It hurt him to say those words, because Axel wasn't what was wrong. Well, Axel was wrong – but at the same time he was right. Did that make any sense?
Roxas could hear Axel sigh outside, the red head sounded almost saddened – despite his usual sarcastic attitude.
"If that's the way you feel – then fine, I'll leave you alone." Footsteps then indicated that Axel had departed from the bathroom, and Roxas was left alone. What to do now? Leaning his head against the wall of the bathroom, he groaned. Part of him wanted to run after Axel and apologize for being rude to him, but the other part of him wanted to stay in the bathroom and revel in his misery at the sudden loss of his best friend, the loss being all Roxas' fault of course.
The blonde spent the rest of the day in the bathroom, skipping his last two classes. Finally, when final bell rang – Roxas departed from the bathroom, retrieving his school stuff from his locker before pushing his way through the crowd to the bus. Clambering onto the machine that was the yellow death trap, he glanced around for a seat besides his usual one – as Axel was already occupying said seat. What, did he break up with Demyx? Or was he just trying to annoy Roxas?
Shuffling down the aisle, he didn't stop to look at any of his friends – especially Axel, who wasn't exactly a friend anymore, and as he neared the back of the bus Roxas sat down next to a slate haired male who Roxas knew answered to the name of Zexion. Roxas and Zexion were lab partners in Chem together, so Roxas figured Zexion wouldn't mind that much if Roxas invaded the seat Zexion typically had all to himself.
Taking note to the fact that Zexion seemed shocked, as the small male was raising a thin eyebrow, Roxas made no remark and instead proceeded in crossing his arms and glaring at the back of his seat. He didn't want to take anybodies crap today. The bus shook as the driver brought the monster to life, and soon said metal deathtrap was traveling away from the school and towards the neighborhood that all the students on the bus occupied. Roxas was looking forward to arriving home, he wanted to be rid of certain red headed jerks at this moment.
MAGICAL TIME SKIPPY FROM THE PLANET OF MAGICAL GOODNESS ~
The next morning, Roxas arrived at the bus stop to discover that the yellow death trap had just departed. The bus stop was empty, and a cloud of smoke and a yellow blob in the distance indicated that he'd taken to long getting there. Groaning, Roxas shuffled back to his house in hopes of convincing his mother to drive him to school before she left for work.
Arriving home, Roxas briefly dropped his backpack onto the couch as he rounded the corner into the kitchen to find his mother yammering away on her cellphone as she struggled to shovel down a bowl of cereal.
"Yes, yes Mister Xemnas. Yes, yes – I'll take care of the situation immediately. No, no Mister Xemnas – the water system was not supposed to do that. Okay, okay, I'll talk to him – bye."
Observing as she shut the phone, Roxas rolled his eyes, the life of a real estate agent seemed so hectic.
"Umm, mom?" Roxas questioned quickly – trying not to laugh at her poor attempts at finishing breakfast quickly. Roxas' mom turned her blue eyed gaze on her son, who was the spitting image of her – same eyes, same hair color, the only quality he'd inherited from his father – it seemed, was his slightly tanned complexion, as his mother was as pale as a sheet. Then again the woman did tend to overwork herself.
"Roxas, is something wrong?" His mother inquired as she moved the now empty bowl of cereal into the sink where it would sit until somebody took the time to put it in the dishwasher. The pale blonde woman moved forward and set her hand on Roxas' forehead, "You don't seem sick." She clarified, and then she gave him a questioning look.
"No mom, I'm not sick – I overslept and missed the bus. Can you give me a ride to school?" Roxas inquired. His mother shook her head, patting Roxas' hair.
"No sweetie I can't give you a ride to school today, mommy's gotta go solve a problem with one of her clients. How about you call Cloud? I'm sure he'll be happy to drive over from college and give you a ride." She questioned. The woman treated him like he was five sometimes, explaining why Roxas brought his friends home when his parents weren't around.
Groaning, Roxas again resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Call Cloud? Yes, his older brother would be simply overjoyed to drive all the way from his dorm, where he was probably getting over a hangover, just to drive Roxas to school. As his mother kissed him goodbye, grabbing her purse from the counter – Roxas realized that unless he wanted to miss more school, he might just have to call his brother and beg for him to transport him to school. Lovely.
Roxas waited a few minutes, well – actually, he waited an hour and a half before calling Cloud. Sure, Roxas missed first block – but it was better than missing the entire school day.
Hearing the sounds of the phone being picked up, Roxas prepared himself to be yelled at – but instead the tired voice of his older brother spoke on the other end, as opposed to him yelling at Roxas.
"Roxas, what do you want?" Cloud questioned, sounding somewhat annoyed. Of course, who wouldn't be annoyed when there annoying younger sibling called them and woke them up early? Yeah, I thought so.
"Um, Cloud – I missed the bus today and mom told me to call you to get a ride to school." Roxas stated quickly, getting what he needed to say out before his brother had time to yell at him.
". . . . ." Silence on the other end, that couldn't have been a good thing.
"Cloud?" Roxas questioned softly.
"Fine, I'll be right over--" Was the response Roxas received, and then the line went dead. With a small satisfied smile, despite Roxas' already existing bad mood, he set the phone back where it belonged afterwards making sure his school stuff was still in tact.
It was twenty minutes before Roxas heard Cloud pull up into the drive way, leave it to his brother to take his sweet time – but at least Roxas was going to make it to school.
MAGICAL TIME SKIPPY FROM THE PLANET OF MAGICAL GOODNESS ~
Roxas arrived at school within the last half hour of third block, and entering his Chemistry class he immediately sat down next to Zexion, leaving their Chem teacher to continue his lecture. Zexion gave Roxas the same questioning expression he'd given him the day before on the bus, but said nothing. Zexion seldom ever said anything.
Chem class was boring, they learned about the atoms that made up certain elements, and when the bell finally rang everyone was happy to depart from the classroom with some of their sanity still in tow.
Roxas made his way to the cafeteria, assuming his usual seat at the table he shared with his friends, dropping his bag and his books onto the seat that Axel would occupy on normal days. This was not a normal day, and Axel was not welcomed here anymore. As his friends gathered at the table, Roxas tried to act normal – as normal as he could possibly manage. They were discussing the concert that Sora had attended last week with great energy, and Roxas was actually enjoying the conversation until --
"Hey Axel," Sora greeted obliviously – as if he'd completely forgotten Kairi's order to act as angry at Axel as possible. Sora was about to demand that Axel grab a seat when he received glares from all the tables occupants. Chuckling softly, Sora looked apologetically at Axel – who nodded, turning and making his way to sit with his sister and her group of friends. Perhaps the only other people who would welcome him to their table.
Deciding to change the subject, Namine began digging through her bag-- eventually producing a folded up sheet of paper from within her bag. She unfolded the paper and pushed it in front of Roxas' line of vision.
"Roxas, look at what they were handing out this morning. The school is offering a skiing trip to Seniors and Juniors. We should go," She suggested. Examining the poster, Roxas smiled, nodding at his group of friends.
"We should."
Roxas figured that would more than likely be his escape from Axel and the hell the red head was putting him through – Axel wouldn't have any friends to hang out with on the trip, hence he wouldn't go – and Roxas and company would have time to enjoy themselves. It was the perfect plan, or so it seemed.