NS: I love Tom so muchhhhhhh. She is so effin amazing and she can take as long as she needs to make the masterpiece that is the next chapter. I love her long time. She make me so horny. : D
OMG I DON'T OWN KINGDOM HEARTS! ...DUH. :)
100 Days
Series: Kingdom Hearts
Pairings: Axel/Roxas
Rating: R :ninja:
Start Date: 9.29.08
Finish Date: ???
Inspiration: Midnight plot bunnies
Chapter 10-
~~Day 10 - Sunday~~
"Geeze, Axel! Are you ready yet?!" Roxas called through his bathroom door as he adjusted the bracelets on his arm.
"Almost, yeesh!. Perfection takes time you know," he called back. Roxas rolled his eyes and straightened his black button-down.
"Well, perfect it a little faster. We're going to dinner, not a midnight snack!" After touching up his hair a final time, Roxas was ready to go. And a full ten minutes later, Axel finally emerged from the bathroom. Roxas sighed in exasperation, rolling his head and trudging into the bathroom.
"Finally!" he groaned, shutting the door behind him. Roxas leaned into the mirror, double-checking his face for blemishes and imperfections. Out of the corner of his eye, something was shiny and silver sitting on the bathroom counter. He leaned back and glanced down at it, cocking his head to the side. It was a silver sharpie with the cap off. He reached for it, but his shirt sleeve accidentally knocked it off and it rolled into the floor. Roxas bent down to pick it up when he noticed a used piece of tape sticking out from under the counter.
Roxas opened the cabinet door, revealing his multiple boxes of Axe product, all ripped open and gone through. However, on the side of each box, where it read 'Axe', someone had scribbled - in silver sharpie - the letter 'L' at the end of each repeat. Now every box read 'Axel'.
Roxas narrowed his eyes and took all of the boxes out hurriedly, throwing bottles and cans around his bathroom, breathing increasing the deeper he dug into each box. Sitting back on his haunches, he drew in a deep breath.
"AXEEEELLL!" he screamed at the top of his lungs. Seconds later, the redhead burst through the door in a panic.
"What?!" He asked hurriedly. Roxas glared up at him, standing up quickly. He grabbed the can of Axe Phoenix from his bathroom counter and shoved it in Axel's face.
"THIS is what."
"...it just looks like a normal can of Axe to me..." Axel smirked, looking away. A multitude of containers littered the bathroom floor and shower all around them.
"They're all ruined! Now I'll be wearing 'Axel' for the rest of my life!"
Axel perked up and grinned. "Fabulous!"
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Roxas gripped the steering wheel nervously, biting his bottom lip. "Okay, Axel. We're almost there. I'm going to need you to be honestly be on your best behavior. This is the first time I'm going to meet my best friend's new boyfriend. Sora seems pretty serious about him, so I want to leave a good impression."
Axel, who was not paying very close attention to the actual words Roxas was saying and was mostly just listening to the blond's succulent voice, had decided to go treasure-hunting through the junk in the floorboard. He threw more than a few McDonalds bags in the backseat and dug further, discovering a few items of interest.
These included a toy dinosaur and a Cosmo Girl magazine. There was a pallet of blush, which he sniggered at and opened, spreading it over his cheeks and staring at himself in the mirror, making girly faces at himself.
He tossed it too in the back and leaned back over to see what else he could fins. After another minute of rummaging, he found a black hoodie of Roxas'. Axel narrowed his eyes and looked over at Roxas out of the corner of his eye. He was too busy driving and stressing to be paying any attention to Axel.
Axel brought the jacket to his face and inhaled deeply through his nose. He gasped as he nearly felt his eyelids flutter shut.
Sweet Jesus, Roxas smelled so fucking good.
Axel cooed and took another whiff, and another, and eventually took the sleeves of the jacket and tied them around his head, holding it freehanded over his face while he breathed slowly, basking in his scent.
A few minutes later, he felt the car slow, then stop as Roxas parked at Masamune, the restaurant they had reservations at.
"Alright, Axel. Here we g- Hey! What the hell!" Roxas screeched, ripping his jacket off of Axel's face. Axel shrugged and grinned, opposing Roxas' look of horror.
"You were playing in my makeup? Why?!"
Axel shrugged again and pretended to primp his hair. Roxas pulled a wetnap out of the glove compartment and scrubbed it fiercely over Axel's face. Finally satisfied, he and Axel got out of the car and grumbled up to the entrance,
"I swear. I can't take you anywhere..."
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Roxas smiled as the slender waiter sat himself and Axel at their reserved table, surprisingly the first two to arrive.
"Huh. And I thought we were late..." Roxas muttered. "Well, in that case... I'll be right back. I've got to potty. Order me a Diet Coke will you?" he asked, touching Axel's hand as he stood. Axel smiled and nodded, watching Roxas make his way to the bathroom.
Axel hummed a random tune as he waited for Roxas to come back. He heard voices nearing, and upon looking up in anticipation, he locked eyes with a man with extreme brown spikes accompanied by a blond with an outdated hairdo. To his surprise, they sat down across from him at the table. The brunette smiled.
"Sorry we're late. Scrumptious here took forever on his hair. And so I finally get to speak with you, Axel," he greeted cheerfully. Axel raised his eyebrows, but smiled and nodded.
"That's me. And you're... Sora? Right? Oh yeah.. Roxy said he's in the... 'potty'... but he'll be right back." Axel offered, then switched his gaze abruptly to the blond. There was something familiar about him. Had he seen him in a picture before. Or met him? Where the hell did he know him from...?
Roxas exited the bathroom, wiping his hands on his pant legs. He smiled and stood up straight, marching back to the table. Before he had reached it, he could see Axel's wild red hair going all around in ten thousand directions. To his surprise, he could also see the back of Sora's head and the back of someone else... someone who looked different, yet somehow familiar. Axel seemed to be staring intently at him.
Just before Roxas reached the table, Axel glanced up and saw him. His face lit up instantly.
"Roxy!" he greeted cheerfully. Sora and his date spun around and just as they did, the room around Roxas seemed to turn very, very dark. He suddenly realized why Sora's blond date seemed so damn familiar... How could he not know who it was? He had just spent the last several months at the beck of call of his lovely orders. He opened his lips just barely and murmured,
"Demyx."
Demyx and Roxas spent several seconds staring at each other, though the other halves of their dates did not seem to notice.
"Oh, Roxas! Finally! This is Demyx!"
Axel snapped his fingers once, calling the attention to himself, "That's where I know you from! Demyx! you sucker me off like a month ago!"
Three jaws around the table dropped and three sets of eyes all stared incredulously at Axel. He just shrugged.
Roxas stumbled on his coming sentence, "A m... month ago...?"
Axel nodded, sure of himself, "Yeah. Definitely."
Demyx lowered himself, hiding his face from anyone's sight. Sora banged his hand down on the table.
"Shut the hell up! How dare you lie to me like that! A month ago, I was fucking Scrumptious!"
Axel glared, offended, "Well, so was I!"
"So... was I," Roxas spoke up, fists clenched. "Sora... this was my cheating bastard boyfriend that controlled me for months! He is Demyx."
Axel drew back, "This was your what? Not just your boyfriend, but with all those adjectives in front of it?! Oh hell no... Um, Demyx. I need to speak to you for a minute... just a minute. That's all I need." Axel stood, towering over the blond. When Demyx did not move, he beckoned with his finger. "Come, Demyx. You did it before when I asked you to, so why not now?"
Demyx rose quickly, in hopes of less double entendres that would cause him further pain and suffering. Axel walked towards the exit, Demyx a few paces behind, and soon they were out of both sight and earshot.
Roxas threw himself into his seat and banged his head down on the table.
"I'm so fucking stupid! I knew it was a man! I knew it was a photographer! Why didn't I figure it out? I'm so stupid!" Roxas moaned, close to tears, voice cracking.
Sora, sitting shocked and confused, sat mouth agape, unsure of what to do or what to say. "Roxas, I... I didn't know. You have to know that I had no idea what kind of person I was seeing... you never gave me the chance to really tell you about him and - oh, god, Roxas... I'm just so sorry. I've really fucked up..." Sora dropped his head to the table too and soon the waiter came by, asking for their orders. Sora raised his head briefly.
"Booooze."
Roxas raised his head momentarily as well, "We don't care what kind,"
After what seemed like hours, though it was only a matter of minutes, Axel returned to the table and tapped Roxas on the shoulder, who didn't respond. Axel then placed his hand open-palm over his shoulder, just barely touching the side of his neck.
"Roxy... come on, let's just go," Axel offered. Roxas slowly raised his head and looked at Axel with red, puffy eyes,
"It should have been so perfect," he whispered, glancing back at Sora, who had not yet risen his head. Roxas stood almost silently and Axel wrapped an arm around his shoulders.
"Don't worry, babe. Its all been taken care of," Axel assured him. Roxas chose to ignore Axel's 'babe' remark.
"What do you-"
But Roxas didn't have time to finish his sentence because stumbling up to the table at that exact moment was a very distraught-looking Demyx. His shirt was torn open and he was missing a sleeve and his collar. His hair was a mess and his face was swollen and becoming more and more discolored by the second. He looked like he'd just gotten his ass-kicked.
"What the hell?" Roxas demanded, voice raising louder suddenly. This caused Sora to raise his head, which in turn, caused him to shriek.
"Oh my god, Demyx! What the hell happened to you?!"
Demyx glanced at Axel, who was oh-so-casually cracking his knuckles.
"...I fell." he lied.
Sora glanced back and forth between Demyx and Roxas, making an internal decision. He stood and stepped over beside his best friend. Demyx stared at him with pleading eyes.
"Please, Sora..." Demyx begged, but Sora just shook his head slowly.
"Whatever you're going to say, don't. I don't care and I don't want to hear it. Just no. Good-bye, Scrump- ... Demyx."
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With an enraged snarl, Roxas threw himself face-first into his fluffy, queen-sized bed and growled ferociously. Immaturely, he began banging his fists into the pillows and kicking his feet.
"Arrrrgh! Axelll!" he moaned, rolling over and scrunching up his face. "That was the worst dinner of my life!"
Axel sauntered into the room, running his hands up through his hair and shaking it out. "At least that wasn't our first date..." he joked. As Axel took his place beside Roxas on the bed, the mattress sunk down beneath the weight change. Roxas rolled over and made eye-contact with his... friend? Boyfriend? Who knew at this point?
"I just wish it wasn't Demyx. I mean, of all the people... why him...?" Roxas moaned again. Axel crooked his neck and turned his body.
"Roxy, you've gotta stop dwelling on something you can't change anymore than you already have. You've done plenty of damage. They're over so just forget it, okay?" Axel coaxed, taking Roxas' hand in his. He ran his fingertips down the length of Roxas' arm. The blonde shut his eyes and Axel could see the breathing slow with the gentle rise and fall of his chest. A thin breath slipped between Roxas' lips as the gentle sensation rolling through his body engulfed him.
Moving slowly, Axel swung a leg over Roxas' body, barely jostling the bed as he rested his bottom on the blond's general crotch area. Roxas' eyes fluttered open for an instant, but lazily fell back closed. He was far too past exhaustion and frustration to care too much about whatever Axel was doing.
The redhead leaned over the boy beneath him, pressing their chests flush together. The air whooshed out of Roxas' lungs and it was almost a sigh between them.
Roxas decided that, for the time being, he could deal with perhaps being babied and coddled. In fact, he almost needed it by that point. Axel's hand snaked into Roxas' and their fingers laced together. Axel's, being much larger, nearly covered that of the younger one beneath him.
Axel leaned up with soft lips and trailed butterfly kisses all along Roxas' jaw line and throat. Slowly, he eased himself to the corner of Roxas' mouth and finally Roxas decided to open his eyes. Crystal blue stared hard into sparkling emerald for several moments before Roxas shook loose of Axel's hand and wrapped both arms full around him, crushing their mouths together.
Axel, being surprised but more than willing as he was, knitted his eyebrows together and used his hands pressing into the bed to get even more of Roxas.
And then, all at once, there were hands in his hair and on his sides, and all over his back and chest. It was all Axel could do not to shudder and grin from such excitement.
'This is it', he thought, reaching for Roxas' shirt collar and skillfully undoing the first three buttons with ease. Axel dove his hand inside and got a palmful of smooth, carved, lightly-tanned flesh, shuddering from what was all around him. Somewhere in his mind, it registered to him that he was about to be in violation of contract and lose the bet with Riku. But somewhere else in his mind, closer to the surface, he could more clearly make-out a second voice. One that went along with a fantastic image of Roxas moaning and panting and groaning in absolute pleasure.
It isn't hard to figure out which voice Axel decided to listen to.
Roxas bit down on Axel's throat and with a wild gasp, Axel arched back and brought his lips instead to Roxas' chest and the boy dug eagerly into his hair, lifting his body off the bed and inhaling sharply.
A trail of moist kisses lead to Roxas' navel, then and inch lower onto the button of his jeans. Axel reached up to undo it and when a panicked hand came crashing down on his, he drew back. Axel looked up to see Roxas staring wide-eyed at him. After a moment, Roxas shoved the man off of him and sat straight up.
"Wait, wait." Roxas sighed, holding up his hand. "Don't... um. I can't. I think you need to go home now..."
Axel stared blankly at the quivering blond. "What's wrong?"
"No. I can't. I wasn't thinking... obviously..." Turning away, Roxas buttoned his shirt almost mechanically. Axel rested his hand on Roxas', halting him.
"This isn't a huge problem. I mean... we are together and... I do..." Axel gulped, "...care about you. And I think you could use some stress relief. Sometimes its okay to indulge."
Roxas squinted his eyes. "No its not. I can't do this..."
Axel moved around Roxas and wrapped his arms around his shoulders, laying kisses on his crooked neck between each word. "Roxy... you can. Please? You're sooo sexy..."
Roxas' eyes slid shut and his head rolled to the side, dizziness clouding his judgment further. "But... I... Sora..."
"Sora will be fine... he would want you to... Don't you want to make him happy?"
"..mmm..."
Axel slid his hand down and ground it softly against the crotch of Roxas' pants. A low, muffled moan escaped, barely audible through closed lips. Axel parted his lips to scrape his teeth across the flesh when the cordless phone, left on the table by Roxas' bed rang suddenly. Roxas' eyes snapped open and he jumped to his feet, snatched the phone up and pressed 'talk'.
"Hello?" he asked breathlessly. Axel crumpled up his face and fell backwards onto the bed, covering his face with a pillow. He had probably just lost his chance. He peeked out from under the pillow to stare at his groin, which had grown to twice its size and was throbbing almost visibly beneath the fabric. He groaned and sat back up, shoving the pillow into his lap.
"What? Yeah, Axel's here. Who is this? Larxene who?"
Axel's eyes shot open and he snatched the phone away quickly, growling into the receiver, "Larxene!"
"Axel, darling. Had fun last week. What have you been up to?"
"What the hell is wrong with you. One, it was two weeks ago. And two, how the FUCK did you get this number?!"
Roxas sent Axel a concerned look and sat on the bed, buttoning his shirt again.
"C'mon, baby. It doesn't matter when it was. You know you want me again."
"No. I really don't."
"Didn't seem that was last time."
"I don't really care what it seemed like. I'm telling you how it is, Larxene! And how did you GET this NUMBER?"
A feminine laugh echoed through the phone. "From Demyx, silly thing. Now... how about tonight?"
"Fuck you, Larxene." Axel growled and hung up the phone. He turned to Roxas. "If that number calls again, don't answer it. Its someone I know... regretfully. She wants to associate with me and I won't let her. And she says she got the number from Demyx."
Roxas drew back with a hiss and then a sigh, "Okay. I'd rather not be reminded of Demyx any time soon anyways." Roxas glanced at the clock out of habit and hissed again. "I've got work in the morning... and it's one. I need to go to bed."
Axel sighed and rolled his eyes. He knew this was coming. "Alright. I'll just use the bathroom and be out of your hair." Roxas gave him a small smile and turned down his comforter. Axel exited into the bathroom connected to Roxas' bedroom and used it quickly. He washed his hands and opened the door, a small amount of light pouring in and washing over Roxas' form, which was already sleeping peacefully. Axel smiled and made his way to the bed.
He reached out and ran his fingers through Roxas' hair, then bent and kissed his forehead, nose, and mouth.
"'night, Roxy," he whispered, then disappeared into the night.
NS: Woop. All done. On to chapter 11 I go!