Author's note: -checks clock- mf...2 AM...i'm still awake. well, i'm too tired to say much except that tomorrow...i will eat a muffin. i dunno. muffins are good...ok time to sleep now. have fun grinding the night away with roxas and axel! oh yeah, and demyx and his pimple...haha, they make a good couple. X3
get it? chapter 24 was 'press play' now this one if 'and watch us go'! ahaha...eh...-dies-
Chapter Twenty Five: ...and Watch Us Go
"You kids just keep getting cuter and cuter by the minute!" Mrs. Strife squealed over the banging sound of the music from inside the school gym. After Sora and I handed her our tickets, she lightly pinched my cheeks and shook my face.
I pretended to laugh when she giggled about how cute we both were. "Uh...th-thanks, Mrs. Strife."
"Pretty soon you'll be courting all the girls in so many schools! Tell your mom to watch out for you!"
"Yeah, Roxas," Sora teased and pushed me forward through the doorway. "Let's go cutie."
"Don't call me that!" I retorted over my shoulder but I doubt he heard me. If the music was loud outside, inside the gym was like living in a stereo system with the volume past MAX. The lights were turned down low but they weren't turned off and several multicolored strobe lights were spotting the dance floor. I couldn't recognize many of the teens bouncing around the DJ booth. Heck, I couldn't even see the DJ.
I counted at least four adults in the room, including that Saix character. All of them were holding flashlights in their hands and were constantly shining them on people that were 'getting their freak on' as tons of our teachers called it. It was even posted on the dance rules hanging on the walls:
1) No signs of intimacy
2) All clothes must be acceptable attire. No exposed bellybuttons or backs.
3) No gum chewing is allowed in the gym. Please spit out before entering.
4) Turn off all cell phones.
5) Absolutely no dirty dancing. Show respect by not getting your freak on.
I looked out at the crowd dancing around the DJ booth and spotted countless people grinding. I could only imagine what Zexion was doing right now in front of all these people. I could already see it: the guy that everyone usually saw as the quiet, respectful, always does his homework student suddenly becoming extremely anal about a massive 'swaying' crowd.
"I'll catch up with ya later, 'kay Roxas?" Sora patted my back and I turned back around to see him getting stolen away by the sea of people.
"Yeah, catch you later!" I called back. If I 'caught him later' grinding, oh, mom wouldn't be able to hear the end of it. Knowing Sora, I most likely would find him like that.
When I turned back around, some guy I didn't know bumped into my back while attempting to do a moonwalk. I swayed to the side and managed to catch my balance. I glared back where I remembered he was but came up empty. It was useless looking for a familiar face in this horde. The thing with teens is, if they'll dance, you can dance with them. You don't have to know who in the heck they are. They'll make out/grind the night away with you.
I suddenly felt pretty lonesome in the pocket outside of the dancing. I felt the heat rushing my way and took a few steps back, just staring uselessly at the floor. Boy, this was pathetic. I was standing where all the pimply, 'I come in peace' geeks play Star Wars in the shadows.
If I wrote you a symphony, just to show how much you mean to me
What would you do?
If I told you, you were beautiful
Would you page me on the regular?
Tell me would you?
I groaned when that same came on along with so many other people that had been dancing and enjoying themselves. Suddenly, the crowd started floating my way and the little pod shrunk into a group of at least ten people. This song wasn't something people could really dance to unless everyone knew how to do the robot.
"Oh, hey! There he is! Over there!"
"Where?"
"There! Are you looking? Hey, Roxas! Over here!"
I looked up, only to be blinded by a strobe light, and tried catching who had called out to me. When something clung onto my shoulder, I gasped and turned around. "Who...?!"
"Roxas! You actually came!" It was Hayner with Olette tagging along behind him. He really had to lay off wearing the camouflage one of these days. At least Olette bothered to dress up! She had on a mild orange colored dress that flared out on the bottom. It came up to her knees. I was surprised that she even gussied up...you'd think that she'd come in a t-shirt to get less attention.
"Hey, Olette! Haven't seen you in a while!" I completely disregarded Hayner and hugged Olette. I bet Hayner didn't even bother to hug her...maybe it's not a guy thing.
She laughed a little when Hayner slapped my arm. "Same. You're not here with a girl?" She asked, hopefully scanning the room.
I sorely shook my head. I guess she was thinking she'd get to meet the 'future Mrs. Roxas' tonight. "No," was all I really could say. What's the term called? Coming out of the closet? I shuddered when I thought about it and my ring under my shirt seemed to do it too. It felt so awkward saying those words. Damn...
"Hey, Pence started this game of cards in the way back of the gym since..." Hayner's voice drifted off. It wasn't the sudden change of song to You Shook me All Night Long that drained out his voice. It was my own head. I just nodded when ever I felt the need to. The reason was because I started thinking of Axel again. Right then and there, my body fell frozen.
All the people that originally retreated to the dark floated back over to huddle around the speakers. The three of us ended up getting banged around and thrown aside as if we didn't even exist. Hayner pushed a guy back and sent him banging into his girlfriend. He just looked around idiotically and Hayner snickered.
"Dances are so fun when you've got time to kill," Hayner jeered and Olette shook her head at him.
"Bathroom! Oh, cruds, bathroom!" I heard someone squealing nervous words at my back and, at first, thought they were talking to me. I half turned and spotted a guy all hunched over while keeping a hand slapped over once cheek. When he got closer, I knew it was Demyx. I could recognize that faux-hawk from a mile away.
"Dem..." Just before I had the chance to finish talking, Demyx's head bumped into my side and he instantly shot up like a bullet.
"Whoa, snap! Huh, oh my god, Roxas! Roxas!" Breathlessly, he repeated my name over and over and shook me by the arms. I put a hand atop his shoulder to get him to stop.
"Yes, Demyx, what, what?"
"Well...I...just, come on!" In a split second, he had me dragging my feet across the floor, leaving Hayner and Olette confused in the middle of the dance floor. He pulled me by the wrist past the teachers and past the water fountains and into the boy's bathroom. My eyes stung when they were exposed to the light.
"What's wrong, Demyx?" I asked, rubbing my eyes.
"Please tell me you've got cover up! I-will-love-you-for-life!" He whined while shaking my arms again. I shook him off.
"Ok, ok, alright! Demyx! Calm down! What're you asking about?" He looked like he was heading off for late night rave. Around his neck were millions of dog tags and chains while around his wrists were countless wristbands ranging from rubber to sweatbands. His pants were ripped in random places and were lime green in color. His shirt was the same color as his pants. The left sleeve was gone and the right fell just below his elbow. Around the top of his exposed left arm was a tied off black ribbon. In his ears were two small ear buds that weren't even connected to a music player; the wires were just hanging over his neck.
So much for the 'dress appropriately' rule. His belly button was showing. He didn't have abs but he had a pretty flat stomach.
Demyx groaned to the mirror in front of us and started poking at something on his right cheek. "Sorry...I just saw this stupid thing right when I got up on the DJ booth. Zexion let me up and was all like, 'is that a planet on the side of your face?' Dude, it freaked me out so much that I nearly fell off of the platform!"
"A planet on the side of your face? Oh, you mean a zit..." I said dryly. Oy, I was afraid that he had broken an arm. Here I was, attempting to save him from a ferocious pimple.
"Ye-hes!" He whined at the ceiling and leaned against the sink all defeated-like. "No one has cover up! Well...I haven't even really asked...but you!" He spun around and made me jump when he thrust his finger at me. "Please tell me you've got cover up..."
I smiled faintly and scratched the side of my head. "Erm...no...I mean..."
Just when Demyx reopened his mouth to scream, a rush of hot air blew from behind me which caused the hair on the back of my neck to stand on end. Demyx's face didn't change at all. He went on whimpering like a puppy about to relieve itself on the carpet. That just signaled to me that the person who entered was someone he knew. Zexion maybe?
"What Roxas means to say, Demyx...is..." I looked to my right and saw a hand reaching out a mint colored tube. Confused, I looked further over my shoulder to see who it was even though I already recognized the voice. "...he dropped it while you dragged him over to the bathroom."
Demyx got all giddy when he spotted the tube and darted right for me before snatching it up. He quickly un-capped it and turned back to the mirrors. "Oh, Axel, man, you-are-a-life-saver!" He squeezed some of the cream out on his finger and dabbed it on the zit. The thing was as small as a drop of water; it wasn't like the whole world would see it!
"Axel? You're...here too?" I asked quietly.
Axel placed his head atop mine and draped his arms over my shoulders like a lazy cat. "Mm-hm," He started matter-of-factly. "I was the one that bought you the ticket, remember? I couldn't leave my little date alone on the dance floor." He laughed when he saw my face scrunch up in the reflection in the mirror.
Right. Date. He was the one that asked me. I can't believe I almost forgot that! "You've got pimple problems too?" I asked, trying to change the subject...after all, Demyx was still in the room.
He pushed off of me and, from what I saw in the reflection, started running a hand across his face with his copyright smirk drawn on his face. "I don't think so," He stated boldly.
I rolled my eyes and pushed him with my elbow. "Stop being so full of yourself."
"Oh? Then why don't you give me the opinion then, Ro-x-as?" Playfully, Axel leaned in on my face when he said my name. I inched back and looked away, pursing my lips and furrowing my eyebrows just incase Demyx was even paying attention.
"Alright, let's gather people around the speakers. Here's a song that most of you should know..."
Suddenly, there was a huge uproar coming from outside the door that made the whole gym shake. Axel looked away from me and stared at the door along with Demyx who finally stopped covering up; he used practically half of the cream. He hurried on his feet and speed walked over to the door, shoving the tube back in Axel's waiting hand.
"That's my cue," He chirruped and pulled the door open for both Axel and I to see seemingly thousands of bodies lining up side-by-side as the music began remixing. "Cha-cha slide. You guys should join in! It'll be fun! Besides, Zexion's letting me try a hand at the speed table to remix the song up. Haha, it'll totally confuse them."
I raised an eyebrow at him, for one thing, amazed that his pimple was virtually gone, and let him run off into the darkened dance floor, out of sight. The door closed softly in my face and I let my shoulders relax.
"Well, you heard Demyx," Axel said from behind me.
"Hm?" I was slightly embarrassed to be going to a dance with Axel. No one knew. Not even mom. Not even Hayner. Mom thought I was sharing Olette with Hayner since that was what I told her last night. Well, we had gone on a first date. I thought that this would be included into the date book at all. Just by looking at Axel's conniving expression, I had a feeling that it was indeed a date.
Axel always had to dress like the smooth operator that he is. At least his clothes were more practicable than Demyx's. Underneath this black, thin weight, unbuttoned polo was a long sleeved white shirt and just passed his wrists. Around his neck were two dog tags, each engraved perfectly in cursive with his name. I seriously thought his pants were going to fall off when I saw them, hanging by what looked like only a couple of stitches and threads. Both of his knees were fully exposed since these two gaping holes ripped through the jeans. Around his waist was a black and white checkered belt. I finally saw that he left that identical ring necklace in plain sight; not tucked in, not painted a different color.
I suddenly felt sickened in myself for not showing mine.
"C'mon. Let's go dance!" Eagerly, he grabbed my right wrist and pulled the door open. The music came spilling inside along with sharp spikes of red and yellow light that flashed to the beat.
Two hops, two hops!
"ONE, TWO!"
Two hops, two hops!
"ONE, TWO!"
Everyone outside were screaming the words each time the song yelled it out. Each time the person told them what to do, they did it as if they were all born to do nothing better with their lives. Axel managed to drag me outside back into where I swear steam clouds were floating past my face.
"I-am-not dancing to this song!" I yelled, letting my lungs jump around in my chest when I raised my voice.
Axel let go of my wrist and faced me. I stopped when I saw his eyes floating around as if they were the flashlights from one of our teachers. They were still playing the Cha-Cha Slide that, just as he promised, Demyx was speeding up and slowing down either a million times more or less. This one girl dancing in front of us was gasping so much for breath that her boyfriend had to hold onto her while she kept stubborn to follow the music.
"Hey, hey, you'll die of an as...asema attack."
"It's asthma...I don't even have asthma!"
"Whatever. You'll still die dancing."
Axel brought my attention back to him. "Hey, Roxas," He said over the jumping crowd. I looked at him and noticed that his eyes were looking up and down like he was about to pounce on me. I gulped which made my neck feel sore again. Damn, that pain still wasn't going away.
"At least dance for two seconds..." He begged, grabbing both of my wrists this time. I nervously stared off at the dark side of the gym in the corner of my eye. Good, none of the geeks were around to see this. Still...
"No. Dancing...erm, it isn't my thing," I replied. Seriously, I was NOT about to go bounding around in a sideways conga line. As if I was embarrassed enough at school. Now there were girls here. Girls! Gossip with girls spreads like a disease once someone even whispers a word. I shook my head defiantly at him.
Axel just wouldn't take the hint. Every word that spilled out of my mouth was just 'getting shut out by the music'. He shook his head back at me a bit slowly and, all of a sudden, the song changed and Zexion's droning voice came back on the speaker system. Apparently he was a pretty good DJ because everyone started getting ecstatic when he talked.
"This one song was placed as a request. Please, dance responsibly." I managed to peek over the heads in the slowly re-gathering crowd. They were all giggling at Zexion's last words as if he was being sarcastic. Seriously, people, is the guy every feeling anything? Right when the next song started playing, it was back to the sparks and friction.
"Am I throwing you off?"
"Nope."
"Didn't think so."
How you doin' young lady?
That feelin' that you givin' me really drives me crazy...
"Oh, no..." I gasped. Axel was getting really eager and I could feel it in the way his hold on me changed. I felt some sort of spark trail up my arm and it shot all through my body. I could've sworn my hair was standing up even more than usual.
"Alright, if you're not dancing to that song..." Quickly, he gave my wrists a tug and slammed our bodies together. I stopped breathing for a second and begged, begged that we hadn't been caught. I felt his hands move down to my hips and his legs starting to place themselves on both sides of me. No, no, no! Friction bad! Bad, bad! "How 'bout this one?" He whispered in my ear.
I tightly squeezed my eyes shut and buried my face in his chest, deciding that biting his shirt would help release some embarrassment. In my little world, everyone was looking and everyone was talking. Even the lights were laughing at me. Even the speakers were yelling in my face. The whole room was starting to sway right and left, right and left to a point where my head was starting to get dizzy-spills. I began to attempt to let some air into me but it wasn't doing much good. Each time the sways went right again, my heart and breathing just doubled in speed. The swaying felt like it had a pulse mimicking my own...
That's when something hit me...I peeked out from my hiding spot and looked at the floor.
If you want, the locker room will be open.
Locker room...open...room...those words just kept spiraling around my head ruling out my thoughts of not grinding into absolutely nothing. That note couldn't have been in my locker for nothing, right? Shakily, I put my hands on Axel's chest and pushed us away from each other. Confused, but still immorally, he looked back at me with his head down low.
"Axel, wait."
"Something wrong?"
"No...I mean, yes..." I shook my head at him and started again. "The teacher's'll catch us. We're out in the open..."
"It's ok to bend a few rules right?"
"No, no, no, you don't get it. They'll tell our parents...look, I got this note. I think the locker room's..." I paused, rethinking myself through. Ok, easy, Roxas. You're not going to die...just say things slowly and don't screw up. "...open. I think the locker room's open."
Axel raised an eyebrow down at me and his eyes occasionally looked behind me where I knew the doors to the locker rooms were. "Who told you that? They're posting everywhere that they're locked."
I was surprised that he got my message through. Truthfully, what good would going in the locker room be? Well...if no one saw...I mean, everyone thought it was locked off. I thought of it as a secret place I guess.
"I don't know. But...we can try I guess. I mean, if it's closed there's..."
"Let's risk it," He whispered elatedly and soon had both of us pushing through people just to get there. I wasn't dragging my feet...I really was running. I wanted to go. I wanted to go. As we stopped at the door, Axel gave it a push and looked over his shoulder. I guess no one caught us yet because he winked at me and managed to open it wide enough for us to fit through. As I put a foot inside, I saw Zexion up on the DJ platform, his eyes looking my way while he kept one hand on one of his headphones. He mouthed something that I heard being whispered through the speakers..."good luck."
He was smiling.
xxXXxx
The song started playing through a second time, this time remixing. I guessed that Demyx was the one doing it. Someone must have requested for it to be played again but I really couldn't care less. When you just want to dance, you really don't pay attention to the words or what they mean. You just...dance.
It was pitch black in the locker rooms and they smelled just as they did before: like week old rotten vegetables and old spice soap. I made sure to quietly shut the door and I kept my hand pressed against it just to make sure that it was fully closed. Axel switched the lights on which surprised me and made my shoulders tense up.
"You're really a good little sneak," He snickered and carefully wrapped both of his arms around my waist, closing the gap between both of us just like he did before...only this time, we weren't facing each other. This was it...I should've eaten something before I left home; my stomach was going off like a washing machine with overflowing bubbles.
I opened my mouth to give him some sort of smart remark. Something just traveled up my throat and cut me off so I ended up choking on air. Like I said, I wanted to dance. Wanted to like everyone else. Right now, I really wouldn't respond to 'you' or 'someone-I-don't know'. That all changed. When ever I'm with Axel, it's like I turn back into Roxas.
The little pocket of air left my throat and I smiled, adorably tilted my head to the side. "Yes. A clever little sneak, right?"
Axel nudged the left side of my neck with his mouth which felt feathery touching that one spot that had been bothering me so much. I lightened a pained groan that escaped my throat. I didn't want him to be worried about me. So much for that thought. It didn't work at all.
"Hn? Did I hurt you?"
I shook my head, being careful not to bang our heads together. "N-no, it's ok...it's just that..."
"Ah...I see what it is." He lightly ran a finger through that one spot and scoffed wittily. "You've got one of those things...a hickey."
"H-huh?" Scared, I suddenly felt like I had just ran through a crowd in nothing but my underwear. I was about to reach up and cover my neck with my hand but he just stopped me, telling me that it didn't matter. "Are...you sure?" I asked. "It's been hurting like that for days."
"Ah, it's just a little biting bruise. Nothing to get so worried about. Relax, alright? You came here to dance." The whole time he was talking, the world began spinning and flowing at some kind of beat. I felt that, if I shut my eyes tight enough, that I would be able to strip the music away and disregard the fact that we were moving in a locker room...of all places. But, somehow, I didn't think it would be so fun without music or the atmosphere. I told my mind to keep my eyes open. It listened.
Axel once again put both legs on opposite sides of me, lightly pressing my legs together with his own. He kept his hands on both sides of my waist and leaned us back a little until I could literally feel us exchanging some heat. With our bodies together, I could feel the hardness of his necklace cutting into my back but I tried my best to ignore it. Just as another verse of the song started playing, I bent my knees, legs apart, and followed Axel's lead. After all, he seemed more experienced than I did.
Stage 1...
Are you ready?
Roses are red some diamonds are blue
Chivalry's dead but you're still kinda cute
Hey, I can't keep my mind off you
Where you at, do you mind if I come through?
I felt like I could melt into a puddle and never get out. That's how badly the song hit me mixed in with the intense high feeling of actually moving. I wasn't standing out there on the dance floor waiting for midnight to pass. Instead, I was in some secret place, dancing with Axel. Sure, adults would call it inappropriate but, hey, if they couldn't see anything, then we could go all night.
"You're pretty good at this, Roxas," Axel said, digging his thumbs into the belt straps of my jeans.
"Just following you." The thought that he was starting to pull down at my pants really hadn't hit me until I felt cold air touch my stomach. Stage 2...
"If you say so." He left it at that, the pants I mean. He must've pulled them at least two inches below my waist. I swear I saw clouds of red floating around us, making the metal doorknob fog up when it passed it. Things got a little more intense when I found myself reaching behind me to grab the back of Axel's neck. I half looked over my shoulder at him and I gave him a push. Stage 3...
He came back with a push of his own, even quickening the speed and reaching lower to the floor. I followed him down and pushed up a bit with my legs, squeezing in another level of friction. The fog just seemed to accumulate. Really all I could feel was Axel behind me. Every other little pain that had been bugging me had completely gotten lost in the fog. Beads of sweat were already sliding down my face. Enter the panting from both parties. Stage 4...
I parted my lips to try easing my breathing but all I got into me was desert air that just tightened up my airway. I didn't mind that it was uncomfortable to breathe. The fact that Axel was panting against me kept me going. Things got really touchy from there. Occasionally, Axel's thumbs would just graze the skin on my hips and each time I felt it, I'd give his neck a light pinch with my fingers.
We barely talked at all. All the talking was done through grinding...and that had been only one song. About another 50 fast songs and 4 slow ones to go.
xxXXxx
"Aren't you tired yet?" Axel asked me; by now our dancing had really slowed down and we were now facing each other. Frontal grinding: new vocab word for Roxas. Definition: when two people have back grinded and sent sparks flying through at least twenty bazillion dirty songs they want to slow things down so they front grind at speeds of up to two miles per hour.
I dimly smiled and sighed. "I think the question is if Zexion's tired of DJing all these songs. His arms must be falling off..."
"Yeah. I know what you mean. He hasn't played a slow dance since the dance started." Disappointedly, Axel stared at the door. We had stopped moving for a little break.
While he had his face turned away, I took some time to look at his ring necklace dangling around his neck. I wouldn't be surprised if I had an outlined bruise of that thing on my back. I couldn't help but be lost in the way it went on sparkling like that...I couldn't help but wonder if maybe it had a mind of its own, telling me things that I couldn't understand. I knew it was the reason why I had cried some nights before...but why? What were those voices? Why me?
"Let's take things down a bit with the first slow dance of the night. Let's dim the lights and, boys, don't be rude in picking a girl."
In the middle of my thoughts, a humming guitar intro began playing in my head. It started out there and eventually made it into the rest of the room, almost as loud as it would be if we had been standing right in front of the speakers. I looked up at Axel who looked away from the door, a rare sentimental smile put on. Right when the first word of the song was sung, the lights in our room dimmed. Weird. I thought only the gym lights could do that. Zexion...?
This time, this place
Misused, mistakes
Too long, too late
Who was I to make you wait?
Just one chance, just one breath
Just in case there's just one left
'Cause you know, you know, you know...
"As if he couldn't get any sappier..." Axel sighed and pulled me closer to him until I had my face only centimeters away from touching his chest. I suddenly felt flushed and thought if maybe I shouldn't even be doing this. First slow dance...I promised Olette that she would be my first when we were kids. I felt so rotten...then again, judging by the way I let Axel rest his cheek on the side of my face, a first dance was supposed to be with someone special.
I rather liked sappy songs. They just had this ability to calm a whole riled up crowd down with something as simple as a note from a guitar. They could take wild dance partners and change them into prince and princess in a second.
Getting into the 'sappy' mood, I pulled my arms up to my neck and shifted right and left, left and right with Axel's hands on my waist...not pulling the pants down.
"Getting tired..." I whispered to him.
"Don't sleep. That means I'll have to drag you home..."
"Well, aren't you used to it?"
"Yeah...it's not all that bad."
I smiled again and suddenly noticed the faint shimmer from Axel's necklace. The chain around my neck began tingling excitedly when I saw the ring only inches from my nose. Carefully, I reached down my shirt and pulled out the ring, letting it sit right on my chest. The tingling stopped as the rings swayed together. Like something pulled out of a fairy tale...wow. I just didn't want this song to end. That's another thing about sappy songs, they end right when you get pulled into it.
"Hey, if you fall asleep, think your mom'll let you stay at my house over night?"
I blinked. "Are you crazy? She'd have the police banging at your door in less than a second."
"That's when I go all cutesy and tell 'em that you were too tired to walk home so I took you to the nearest rest stop."
"Ch, cops don't believe that stuff...even if you're as skilled a manipulator as yourself..."
"I take that as a compliment." Axel laughed right by my ear.
I found someway to get my head right next to his neck. I nudged him a bit with my chin. I really don't know why...I really don't know why I even started kissing it. The kissing led to light biting which led to licking then biting then kissing again.
"Fair play, right?" Axel said lightly, tilting his head in the opposite direction. That's how I knew he liked that. I hadn't even planned that move. I pulled back and went on staring at the rings. They had stopped swaying at were just sitting there, losing their shine...huh?
I curiously looked up at the ceiling but the lights were just as dimmed as they were at the beginning of the song. Axel must've felt my heart beat speeding up and got all concerned.
"Hey, Roxas. You ok?" He straightened his head and looked at the ceiling too.
The little fog that had been all stuffed in the room completely left and was replaced with the feeling of ice. I looked around but no doors that I could see had been opened. Maybe I'm just being paranoid...calm down...calm down...but I just wouldn't. Why? Why did I decide to stop dancing? Someone couldn't have been looking...?
"Roxas?"
"Alright, if I could..."
Keep breathing
Hold onto me an...
The song from outside abruptly cut off and the lights flickered off. Axel and I were left in the pitch black we had entered in before. Shit, I knew something was wrong...power outage? That sounded too easy for me to get all scared. I heard several screams and shoes scuffing around outside the door. I pictured all the geeks in the dark just ignoring the outage, they belonged there anyway.
Hesitantly, I clung onto Axel's shirt and tried hiding my face. "I guess the power went out..." I whispered.
He nodded and I felt his body twist around. He was probably looking. "We should get out of here and see if Zexion's ok." He tapped the top of my shoulder and quietly slipped away from me. I wished he hadn't because I felt like I was going to fall over something when he did.
"Hey! Don't leave!" I hissed into the darkness. Axel didn't reply and all I heard were some shoes being dragged across the floor and the door to the locker rooms being opened. I spun toward the door and hoped that no one had come inside. I guessed Axel left and thought that I was behind him so I followed outside without a second look over my shoulder.
Some moonlight from outside was all that we had for extra light. That and the flashlights that the teachers had with them. I was suddenly glad they brought them along. Nervously, I rubbed the top of my shoulder and wandered aimlessly through the gym, thinking that Axel was in front of me...
"Hey! Axel, where're you? Hey!" I called out amongst the crying girlfriends and cheap boyfriends. I reached my arms out to feel around but all I met with were air and random high schoolers. Damn...
Frustrated, I looked to the right where I knew the DJ booth was. Sure enough, Zexion was up there with a flashlight in hand, searching at random areas on the power plugs on his turn tables. Axel-less, I quick stepped to the platform, pushing through mounds of people, and walked up the steps to where I saw Zexion fumbling with a teacher with the cords.
"Uhm, Z-Zexion?" I asked.
He quietly looked up at me with his one eye and stood up from the ground. "Roxas," He replied. "Is Axel with you?"
Hm? How did...never mind. "N-no...I lost him on the way...I mean, I lost him when we left the bathroom." As if that sounded better than locker room.
His eye widened in disbelief and he smiled. It scared me to a point where I thought I would have to jump off of the platform. As the teacher working on the wires swore for shocking themselves, Zexion's smile immediately faded when he appeared to be looking off behind me. I noticed and looked over my shoulder, only to see the doors exiting to the streets. I heard some tires screeching off down the road...
"No..." He whispered to the dark. "No, no. Roxas!"
Did he just raise his voice? Amazed, I looked back at Zexion who was suddenly a step away from me, his face twisted in negative shock. "Huh?"
"I want you to go home, now. Find Riku's number and call him. If he doesn't answer, try again." Leaving the teacher to curse at him for leaving, Zexion jumped the steps to the platform and I instantly lost him in the darkness.
"Zexion! Hey, what..."
"Roxas, now! I need you to do it now! Now!" His voice shot right at me as if he was my own mom. Only this time, he doesn't sound like his lecturing...he sounds afraid...tortured almost. What the hell was going on? I needed to find Axel. I had to. If I found him, then I might've unstuck my feet from the floor. I hoped he could somehow see me up here...what was I thinking, everyone was blind.
"Roxas!"
I looked up to where I heard Zexion's voice pang into my ear. He was standing right in front of the exit door, ready to burst out running; I could tell in the way he was standing. I wished he could've stayed for me to ask what was going on.
"Please, go home and call Riku! Arson! He's been here! He's been here!"
The room suddenly got darker, colder, dead silent the second I heard that. Axel missing...Arson missing...I prayed for another slow song.
...wah...axie waxie...I LUB YOU!! -glomps then sleeps- i have to sleep...seriously NOW. -sounds like Zexion- XD...
enter the climax...oooo!!! dun dun dun dun...wow, i'm so dilusional...i didn't even spell that right! well, i should go off to dream about akuroku dancing. haha, that sounds fun. X3 sorry if i drabbled. i'm not loved anymore DX
well, please review if it's worth it! thanks much to all you night readers...time to sleep now with pikachu and mickey. -snuggle-
akuroku princess muffin...ah screw it...XD,
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