NS: I have a new Kingdom Hearts story up called Hard Candy... You should go read it. :D I also have some Kingdom Hearts stuff in ABCs, some one-shots, and a multi-chap fic called Scripted. 100 Days dedications if you read theeeem. ;D
Also, I apologize for not warning you that chapter 16 was sort of... crack. This is the first chapter I've had since then so nya. :P
OMG I DON'T OWN KINGDOM HEARTS! ...DUH. :)
100 Days
Series: Kingdom Hearts
Pairings: Axel/Roxas
Rating: R :ninja:
Start Date: 7.9.09
Finish Date: 10.26.09 (I KNOW RIGHT?!)
Inspiration: Never Say Never by The Fray and BBQ Chips. Mmm... BBQ...
Chapter 19- Seifer's Failure and Coming Up With the Rent
~~Day 19 -- Tuesday~~
~~September 30~~
Roxas leaned into Axel's chest and sighed contently. He peered up at Axel through thick lashes, bright blue eyes shining.
"You're so amazing, Axel. You should've been named 'Perfect'." Roxas cooed, curling up on the seat on Axel's truck, windows down, wind rushing in around them.
Axel smirked and slid his sunglasses up off of his eyes and up into his hair, a few short strays springing back down over his forehead.
"Thanks, baby. I'm glad you decided to wear those leather biker shorts and black midriff shirt. It goes well with your new collar and leash I got you." Axel commented, hugging Roxas tighter to him.
Roxas giggled and prepared to tell Axel how much he didn't deserve someone as awesome as him when the trunk suddenly jerked to a stop.
"What is it, Axel?" Roxas asked in a small, whimpering voice. Axel pointed to the building they were now parked beside, which had red and orange flames licking out of the windows on the first floor. On the second floor, a small child was leaned out of the window, clutching a box full of kittens and calling for help.
Axel threw the truck in park. "I got this." He said in a deep, serious voice. He pulled the shades back down over his eyes, fire reflecting in the glass. Roxas clutched Axel's jacket.
"No, you can't! You don't have any of your gear on! What would I do if something happened to you?" Roxas pleaded, tears standing in his eyes. Axel stared intently at Roxas and held his chin in his hand. He kissed Roxas hard, then pulled away.
"He needs me." Axel stated in the same serious voice. In the next instant, Axel had leapt from the truck and was running towards the house, leaving Roxas reaching for him out of his open window. A few moments later, Axel walked back out of the house, the child in one arm, the box of kittens in the other, and an old lady hanging around his neck. He set them all down.
"You're safe now," he promised. The lady clapped her hands together and gave him a hug.
"Our hero!" she exclaimed. Roxas' eyes filled with tears once more.
"Oh, Axel! I'm so glad you're okay!" Roxas called, running and jumping in Axel's perfectly clean arms that had somehow escaped the soot and ash of the fire. He threw his arms around Axel's neck and kissed him over and over. "Axel... Make love to me... And we can even do it... doggie style..." Roxas cooed, blushing. Axel nodded and started down the sidewalk, striding towards the sunset--
End Dream Sequence
"AXEL! WAKE UP ALREADY!" Roxas screamed, wailing on Axel's face with a pillow. Axel's eyes fluttered open and he got a glance at the angry face of his sexless boyfriend (?), then groaned and rolled over, trying to force the dream back into his vision.
"Come back to me, Roxy of my dreams... you were such a sweet, obedient uke (1)..." Axel whined, kicking his feet. Roxas rolled his eyes.
"You're pointless. I'm gonna go bother Riku for awhile... and you should really consider brushing your hair."
Axel whipped over and glared in almost nakedness, having slept in boxers and having had the blanket taken away from him in Roxas' pointless attempt to wake him up. What was his problem, anyways?! He sighed.
FINE. He would get up even though it was CLEARLY before ten a.m. just for Roxas. He was just a good person like that.
As Axel had gotten up out of the bed and was buttoning his pants but had not yet gotten to a shirt, he heard the front door open and slam. He glanced towards his own bedroom door, contemplating whether or not he REALLY wanted to be a part of whatever was about to go down.
The fact that Roxas was out there and he didn't want him to have to face it alone made his decision and after yanking a brush through his hair so that it at least laid flat around his face (he could gel it later... after a shower), Axel peeked around the corner of his doorframe and raised an eyebrow at what he found.
Seifer was in his living room. He had obviously been the one to slam his precious front door (the Johansson's next door would probably be over to complain shortly). But stranger still was that Seifer was crumpled in the floor, gripping Riku's shirt and dragging him downwards. Roxas was behind him, trying to pry him off.
He tried pulling Seifer's by the hair but he just whipped around suddenly.
"It's terrible, Roxas! You wouldn't believe it!" Seifer released his grip on Riku and grasped suddenly to Roxas' borrowed pajama pants of Axel's that were already a size or two too big.
"Gah!" Roxas gasped, slight blush forming on his face as the pants slid downwards. "Stop that! I'm losing my pants!"
It was at this point that Axel decided to make his grand entrance.
"Hey, hey now. Settle down. The hell is going on in here?" Axel called, sliding his socks across the linoleum as he entered the room with a grin on his face. Seifer surrendered his grip completely and laid himself at Axel's feet, hands wrapped tightly around his ankles.
"I drank, Axel! I drank! I promised Jesus I wouldn't but I did! I did! And now I'm gonna burn!" At this, Seifer shook Axel's legs. They wobbled precariously.
"Seifer, calm down! I'm gonna- Woah!" Axel yelped, landing hard on his bottom. Seifer crawled over top of him, holding both sides of his face in his hands. He pressed Axel's cheeks together, producing a kissy-face.
"What do I do?!" He demanded. Riku and Roxas each grabbed an elbow and attempted to jerk Seifer away when a female voice drifted into the room.
"Simple and clean is the way that you're making me feel tonight. It's hard to let it go. Hold me..."
Roxas instantly released Seifer and jerked a hand into his pocket, whipping out a black and white checkered cell phone, holding it to his face.
"You've called 1-800-sexytime, how may I be of service to you? ...Oh, Mr. Mouse! Sorry about that, I didn't check to see who was calling... No, don't mind the noise; it's just some noisy idiots I barely know. ...It's due when? ...Yesterday?! I'm so sorry! I've been so distracted lately that I haven't really been keeping up with the calendar I guess! Can you give me a few days? I'm waiting on a couple of paychecks so... Okay, thank you Mr. Mouse."
Click. Roxas hung up. A spaced-out, frustrated look appeared on Roxas' face and a few seconds later the technology in his hands vibrated and started up the song again. He answered it quickly, this time with an unenthusiastic, "Hello?"
"Well good morning sunshine of my life. What could possibly have you so cheery?" Sora's bubbly voice asked him.
"Landlord called. Rent was apparently due yesterday. What do I do?"
"How convenient! I was just calling to tell you I need you to come in for a shoot for this new gothic clothing line called 'Organization XIII' spelled out with roman numerals. It's really cool sounding. Interested?"
Roxas grimaced. He knew he had a black eye and a swollen face. He knew he was in no shape to model. He looked to the wrestling grown men on the floor beside him. But he also knew that there was someone doing all he could to impress him. He had Axel. Axel was going to be his scapegoat. Roxas smirked.
"Yeah. When do you want me there?"
"So why I am going to the studio with you again?" Axel asked, popping the rest of his scone into his mouth.
Because you'll make a good a bad boy and I need rent money...
"Because I want you to see how I work so you can appreciate the stress if modeling."
"Wait... what're they going to do about your face?" Axel asked. Roxas punched him in the arm. "Ow! What? I didn't mean it like that! I mean the bruises and stuff!"
Roxas bit his lip. "Oh. They'll just cover it up with make-up I guess..." His voice wavering slightly as he pulled the car into his V.I.P parking space near the entrance of the studio. They both got out of the car and started towards the entrance. Axel struck a pose.
"Alright! Let's do this thing!"
"You're face isn't healed yet?!" Were the first words out of Sora's mouth when Axel and Roxas came into sight. Axel eyed Roxas sadly.
"Sora, listen. Just look at Axel. He's hot, he's tall, he's skinny, and he's badass. He can totally do this shoot for me. Unless… Axel, do you have any objections to poor little injured me…?" Roxas asked, peering up at Axel through moist lashes. Axel, who had been basking in the compliments he was receiving, blinked back into reality.
"Woah! I don't know anything about modeling! I'm a firefighter!"
"But Axel! Didn't you do that calendar? This is no way for Mr. May to act!"
"Shh! People will hear you! Okay… fine, I'll do it. But you owe me big, Roxas. And by big I mean-"
"Alright, people! Change of plans! Where is Namine? Get this redhead into hair and makeup NOW!" Sora interrupted and Axel was dragged away by a short, flustered blonde woman. Roxas smiled apologetically and blew him a kiss as he left his sight.
NS: It's only a bit short. We've actually got the next few chapters all planned out for once rather than just sorta… doing whatever comes to mind. XD You're welcome, those of you who still even remember what this fic is and are still reading it… I LOVE YOU GUYS! BLAME TOM FOR THE LACK OF UPDATES!! 3