There's...stuff in here. M rated stuff. Like, really really M rated stuff. Proceed at your own risk I guess? I'm sorry. This is a first in ages.
I could only sleep for a few hours before I woke up, excitement running through my veins.
I get up and start undressing, looking to shower before family comes over later.
I head over to Roxas' room and see him sleeping soundly, Namine under his arms.
It smelled like they banged, but I won't make any assump- never mind they're topless under the sheets they totally banged.
I quietly sneak into his bathroom and grab all his soap, plus toothpaste.
In my room, I turn the radio up and start the shower.
I brush my teeth and hear something tumble in my room.
I assume it's Axel, but I check just to be sure. Outside the bathroom, he's on the floor kicking his shoes off. He grins out from under the blankets he pulled onto the floor with him. I roll my eyes at him before closing the bathroom door.
I look in the mirror, feeling better that my swelling is none existent. My cut lip is healing faster than I thought, although I still have a quite a bit of bruising.
I jump in the shower and start washing.
-x-
After he closes the bathroom door I stand up and lock his bedroom door. I look around his room, weirded out by how empty it's become since I was last over here during the summer. I get bored waiting for him and decide to hang out in the bathroom with him.
"Whatcha doin'?" I ask, opening the door.
"Are you serious?"
"Yeah, I wanna know what's up." I say, sitting on the bathroom counter. I hear him laugh. I take advantage of the steam coated mirror and start doodling.
"Uh, showering. I don't come in here to do taxes you know..."
"I know that. I mean, what body part are you on?"
"Axel!"
"What? It's a good question...I'm just curious." I catch myself drawing large phallus's on his mirror and wipe it clean.
"I'm on my body. That's what part."
"Need a helping hand?"
I hear him giggle and I bite down on my lips.
"I'm serious. I could help you get those hard to reach places..."
"Hmm..."
Is he actually thinking about it?
"I'll...make good on your offer. But only if you really want to help."
I'm too excited to speak. I hop off the counter and push my sleeves up.
Biting my lips I push the curtain open, holding onto the bar above. The water and soap drips down the crack of his perfect tan ass. He looks over his shoulder, one hand flat against the shower wall, blushing shyly as I stare him down.
He looks so innocent...
He smiles shyly, handing over his sponge, "Here. My back please?"
"No problem..." I try to stay all calm and collected.
But I'm freaking out on the inside.
He turns around, and I take a good look at his body. He's toned, nicely built yet something so feminine sticks out about him. I drag the light blue sponge over his back in little circles, watching as the thick white foam built up.
He leans forward more, his cute ass sticking out just enough to get me hard.
I try to control my breathing as I let one hand rest on his hip, pulling him closer as I wash his lower back delicately.
I don't realize how hard I'm squeezing his hip until I look down at my own hand.
Shit Axel...knock it off, you don't wanna scare him.
It doesn't seem to bother him though, how hard I'm holding on. He looks over his shoulder, and I can barely make out his small smile.
The steam and water escape the shower, making me sweat. At one point I stop scrubbing, unsure of what to do with myself in my aroused state.
"You..." I start out loud, overwhelmed by my own emotions for the first time in years. I can't remember the last time I had been so excited.
"You?"
I exhale excitedly, shaking my head, "You're so..."
I hear him chuckle before he stands up straight. He looks over his shoulder and takes the sponge from me, "I'm so what?"
Beautiful handsome pretty fine gorgeous cute hot sexy adorable-
I can't stop myself from pulling him close to me, the bottom of the tub being the only thing separating us. He holds onto his manhood as I squeezed him from behind. The suds settled into my jacket and shirt as I began scrubbing the excess soap around his chest and abs.
I'm in heaven...
"A-Axel what are you doing I'm naked...!" He squeals, turning me on even more.
"I'm sorry. I can't help myself...you're stunning." I whisper the truth in his ear.
Sora blinks, staring me down over his wet shoulder, calming down as he held onto my arms. I nibble on the nape of his neck, tasting the spice of soap against his slick skin as I leave small marks behind. I hold onto his hips tight before he spins around. His eyes shyly fall to the ground, "...Axel..."
I hold his chin, lifting his face lightly to meet his eyes. I can't help but I admire the pitch black rings circling the blue of his eyes.
I see two beautiful specks of green in each of his glimmering eyes that I've never noticed before.
He holds me tight with both arms, falling into me with his soapy wet body and I...
I think about how comfortable I feel with him. How I feel holding him close to me.
He strokes my neck, looking at me with those soft eyes through his dripping brown bangs. I feel his heavy breathing against mine.
My arms become soaked as I caress him closely, the water from the shower head barely reaching us. I let my hands inch down to his cute ass as he scratches the back of my neck, his eyes pleading for more.
"You're so cute..." I whisper, to which he smiles even more.
I get so worked up...slowly deflowering my virgin.
I just want to make him happy...
I want to make him smile...like, every single day.
And...having to see the bruises on his delicate body enrages me. It pisses me the fuck off...I wish I could kill the fuckers who did this, but I wouldn't want to go against Sora's word.
In no way did they damage his beauty...he only shines brighter, dominating the scars on his body like it's nothing. He's so prideful, hiding the pain he must feel...I guess that's Sora though.
I graze my fingers over his body delicately, wishing I could heal his wounds with just a touch...
It's only now that I begin to think about love.
"Perfect..." I reiterate.
"You're not so bad yourself..." He chimes, his smile lighting up the whole room.
I hold onto his cheeks lightly, resting my forehead on his as we gaze into each others eyes.
It's only now that I feel the link forming in between our hearts.
We stare for a long while, smiling and kissing each other lightly.
I smirk, smacking his wet ass.
"Ow!" He jumps, rubbing his ass lightly.
I grin, giving him one more light peck before he seizes control.
-x-
Axel starts stripping his clothes off as I lick the inside of his mouth, my erection growing and growing as I hung onto him.
He gets nude, climbing in the shower as our bodies collide under the steaming hot water.
Our erections touch as he presses himself up against me harder. My fists clench wildly as I experience another man for the first time.
"Ahhh...A...Axel..." I moan, grinding into him as I clutched his shoulders tight.
"Relax..."He hums in my ear before nibbling lightly.
Easy for him to say. My emotions fluctuate wildly from being aroused to feeling down right scared. Thoughts scrambled through my head like...
Dying.
Becoming infected.
All these things they programmed me to...feel.
Despite my fears, I don't let it get the better of me.
I don't want it to get the better of me.
I won't let it.
I know I'm safe with him...
"I've...I've never..."
He grins, "That's okay...me neither..."
He kisses me tenderly, rubbing his nose up against mine.
He pins my wrist above my head, smiling as he pressed his throbbing head up against mine, our precum stringing together.
He slaps his thick head up against mine, sending waves of pleasure through my body. I writhe in pleasure, gazing at his determined eyes.
"You need more, aye...?" Axel groans into my ear as his hand grabs my aching wet cock.
I start feeling a way...I've...never felt before. I never expected his touch to feel so good.
I swallow hard.
He pumps slowly, pulling my skin and squeezing just right as his thumb circles my tip.
"Axel...Axel..." Is all I can manage to moan.
His green eyes trail mine as he strokes me.
He watches my face fascinated by my moans. I see the excitement in his eyes growing, his teeth baring down hard on his bottom lip as I slowly begin thrusting my hips forward. A look of surprise crosses his face as I respond back to each of his strokes.
"Am I doin' it right babe...?" He asks sweetly and I close my eyes, leaning my head back.
"Yes..." I hiss.
He pushes the shower head away from us slightly.
He bites on my neck one last time before I feel him drop to his knees.
My eyes snap open and I look down, "Wait Axel I-"
"-Relax." He scratches my chest down to my abs. I try to control my breathing and take a handful of his fiery red hair in my hand, pulling his lips away from my aching member.
"But...I...I've never...I don't know what I'm doing." I say embarrassed as I look ahead.
He grins, holding my hard cock in his hand, "You think I don't know that?"
He laughs more.
"Axel..." I whine, running my fingers through my wet hair before rubbing the back of my neck anxiously.
He strokes it once, shutting me up.
"Yeah?"
"I-"
I take a shaky breath as he strokes it twice, hanging his long tongue out to show me how close his pierced muscle is close to my oozing head. I feel his hot breath as his lips close around tip, giving my head a generous kiss. A strand of precum connects to his lips as he pulls away. He licks himself free as my eye traces that shiny silver barbell.
"I can't put it all in, but I'll probably be able to work down more than half...Come on, don't tease me..."
The corner of his lips curl.
I grin like a dork, breathing excitedly, "O-Okay...!"
I let go of his hair, and his mouth goes down on my cock.
I breathe out, combing through my own hair as he eases up, coating my cock with his thick saliva. He slides me out, sucking slowly on each of my balls before swallowing me again.
I feel the small barbell rub up against my shaft and moan.
I remember the fantasies I would have of him giving me head in this very shower. To see him on his knees for me...in this very fucking shower...
To feel his tongue dragging up and down my cock...
God, I want to fuck the shit out of your mouth.
I start moving my hips faster and faster, the slight teeth I feel only turning me on more.
As I buck up hard he chokes, slamming my hips back against the wall as he slides my cock out.
"Oh shit, I'm sorry...!" I hold the back of his neck.
He coughs for a few seconds before making eye contact with me again.
"Don't worry about me, I...I like it." He grins flustered, sliding me past his lips again.
"Shit Ax..." I can't help but smile at his diligence.
He begins working harder, his tongue swirling around my tip before he pushes me in deeper.
He looks at me and I smile, rolling my head back, "Fuck..."
He moans and the vibrations make me slow down as I back off the edge of climax. I look down and see his hard dick standing out from his flaming red bush, twitching and throbbing. He stares me down hard, and I feel myself...I mean...I can't...
His green orbs hold so much want.
So much need. They invite me out, I can't say no.
How could I ever become so close to someone...?
Axel...how could you ever...?
You're so fucking wonderful...
"You're so fucking gorgeous..." I tell him. I feel him smile.
I...love...?
Love.
Love.
Love.
I lose any and all inhibitions here.
"Touch yourself..." I say.
"Hm?" He asks surprised, sucking harder.
"You fucking heard me. Do it." I command, yanking his hair towards me as I held his chin. Axel groans as I push his head down on me.
"Do it Ax...uhh..." I moan, pumping my cock in his mouth harder.
"Mmm..." He moans as he strokes himself.
I watch, hypnotized by his stunning appearance. His legs slightly spread, red hair wet against his sleek shoulders, water dripping down his chest, spreading out over his abs. His eyes half open with those cute purple diamonds right underneath... Rock hard in his grip as he strokes his pretty cock towards me.
I think I...
The harder he strokes, the faster I thrust.
I fuck his mouth as hard and fast as he allows.
He looks up with his lust ridden eyes fluttering.
"Fuck..." He pulls me out as he looks up with a painful gaze, pumping my dick in his hands so he could take a breather. I run my thumb down his saliva coated lips to his chin, sticking my thumb in his wet mouth to touch his barbell. He sucks on my thumb lightly before I pull it out.
"Fuck Sora...you taste so good..."He tells me, rubbing my abs and yanking on my necklace with his free hand.
I smile, biting my bottom lip.
"Don't...don't stop...Milk that shit..." I croak, bucking my hips up as fast as possible.
He strokes himself three more times before squirting, his hot cum hitting the insides of my leg.
"S-Soraaaaahhhh...shit..." He moans out, pumping me hard before taking my cock in again.
He drags the barbell up to my head, slipping it in the hole of my cock rapidly.
I shudder, yanking his head with both hands now. I feel my balls clench as blood rushes throughout my body.
My vision goes white, and I feel myself falling over the edge.
"Oh god...Fuck...!" I don't mind my volume, moaning as I feel myself spill down his throat.
"A...Axel...Oh god Axel...Yes..." I breathe, my cock twitching as it spurts me out fully.
He swallows every drop, wiping his mouth with that cocky grin afterward.
I let my head fall back, resting.
-x-
Happy Thanksgiving, Sora.
I step out of my room a new man.
Virgin still? Yes, but not as much as I was an hour ago.
I don't care what anyone says, that's a good fucking step in the right direction.
We washed each other, kissing and squeezing, caressing each other almost to the point where we went again.
Afterward...
I slammed Axel against the wall in my room...and I held him down, tonguing him for an hour, begging for a round two before I let him go.
'No, my jaw fucking hurts Sora. You can't go sticking your fucking dick anywhere you please any time you want now you know. I have needs too, like ibuprofen, and rest.'
Oh Axel...but your mouth. It's perfect.
He wasn't havin' it.
I can't blame him...I did make him choke. And that must suck.
Downstairs, the living room is crowded with my family. I nearly forgot I had a busted up face until people started staring.
I run back upstairs, downing four Vicodins before I present myself again.
I sit down at the kids table, saying hi to all my little kid relatives before Roxas taps my shoulder.
He looks to the front door and I follow him outside.
He taps his fingers, "Where's my soap, where's my shampoo, aaand what the fuck were you doing in there?"
I shove him, "I have 'em, and you tell me what the fuck you're doing telling people shit you're not supposed to be talking about?"
He laughs, "I was doing it for a good cause."
I look down, shoving my hands in my pocket, "You haven't been telling everyone everything, have you? You know I'd rather die then have that story going around..."
"Of course not. You seem happier anyways. Sure as hell sounded happier to Namine and I. The wall in your bathroom is next to my bed in case you forgot."
I blush, "Shut up...whatever."
"Seriously though..." Roxas looks down, "Axel really likes you. I mean...really likes you."
"...How would you know?"
Roxas raises his eyebrows, "What, all those tests weren't enough? No one goes around getting tested every week unless they have a good reason. He also only has a picture of you in his phone, so, you know...that's kinda creepy."
"...Really? Thought he got rid of every trace of me..." I think back to the times he told me so.
"Well, he's a liar. But you already know that. I mean that in a good way this time too." Roxas pats my back.
I think about telling him how I feel about Axel...how I couldn't get that tricky 'L' word out of my head when we were in the shower earlier.
But it's probably too soon. It couldn't be l...
Lo...
Love.
"Yeah. So, I need my shit back. So, you know, give it back. I've been grimy all day."
I frown, slapping him across his face.
"Ow!"
"That's for opening your big fucking mouth. Learn how to keep it shut."
I take a cigarette out, "Now go get it yourself."
He rubs his face, "Don't treat me like a bitch because you got half-laid you bitch..."
"Fuck you. Go inside."
"Asshole..." He leaves.
-x-
Inside, everything is dark and quiet. The shades are all drawn, and I see the alarm system set up.
I creep upstairs and go inside my room, where Hiro and Rocko are laying on the floor.
"Oh, good. How'd things go? You've been gone all night." He asks.
They resume playing and I sit on my bed, a big grin on my face.
"I came back earlier, you were just sleeping. Things went...better than I thought." I nod, grinning.
"How so? Did he take you back?"
"Yeah."
"Really? Shit I'm surprised you didn't say anything stupid. So if you made up with him, what are you doin' here?"
"What am I gonna do over there while he's eating with his family?"
"Oh yeah. Almost forgot today was a holiday."
I lay down and stare at the television, thinking about my mom. I mean, what the fuck could she be doing that's better than hanging out with her kids for one day? I mean...I guess I haven't been the greatest son, but Hiro doesn't deserve to get shunned as well because of my mistakes. I get it, she can't stand us...but would one day really be that bad? A few hours?
I wish I was with Sora...I miss him already.
I feel like I'm going crazy over him.
-x-
I sit at the table, shoveling my food around the plate as Donny talks about his 'projects' to his brothers and sisters. My mom cobbles to their every request, acting more like a waitress than a host as she runs around refilling glasses of water and wine. Aunt Mari is quietly following the scene, almost cringing as Donny's brother yells for more wine. "Rosie, sit down, take a break you've been running around all day." She tells my mom.
After a while, my mom finally sits down with plate and starts eating. Roxas joins the table after finishing his shower and suddenly everyone's all conversational.
"How you've been boy?"
"Met any new girls at school this year? I bet you're a lady killer like you're old man."
"What colleges you looking at? Get one with a good sports team or you're screwed."
God their loving comments never ends. Roxas is the golden child of us two. Donny's family don't really enjoy talking to me unless it includes some form of belittling. I was never keen on getting to know them anyway. Roxas never seems too eager to please them either. Answering with a yes, no or I don't know, most of the time.
I lay my head up against my fist, wishing for this meal to just end. Aunt Mari must've noticed how down I've been and holds my hand.
"How are you doing dear?" She asks with an endearing smile. I smile back, not wanting her to think that I'm just some depressed basket case.
"I've been good auntie."
"Your mom tells me you got into Twilight. How's that been? I hear it's a hard school to get into. Meet any new boys? Squall told me you've been getting along with one of his older roommates." She giggles.
Sometimes I feel like I love auntie Mari more than my actual mom who's knee deep in pleasing Donny's family.
We talk for a while uninterrupted until Donny's brother had to ask.
"Sora, what happened to ya face?" He asks across the table, a smug smile present on his face.
"That don't look like an accident..." Another one comments with a laugh.
I sigh, setting the fork down, "What does it look like to you?"
He shrugs, munching on a leg, "I dunno, like someone knocked you one. Hope you got that fighting over a girl."
Donny laughs, "I wish. I've tried everything to get this boy to see straight. Now that he's gone, livin' on his own he's gay as shit. One thing he knows now is that being a faggot comes with consequences."
They all laugh together and my fists ball as I take the place as the table's punching bag. I look at my mom, hoping that she'd get the guts to tell Donny off for me once in my life. But no, she's quiet, suddenly attentive to the food on her plate she hardly cared to touch minutes ago when Donny was bossing her around.
"That's not very nice." My aunt voices and they laugh even harder.
"Nice? Mari, I love ya, but the boys gotta understand that the world's not very nice. I mean, look at him. You can't tell me that being gay is worth that bad of a beat down. You just can't. I say, get over it and find a nice girl to settle down with. Live a normal life it ain't that hard, and it ain't that bad."
"You know what? Fuck you." Was what I was about to say until Roxas took the words straight out of my mouth. The table went silent and the smiles on their faces were wiped clean.
"Is this what you call a fucking Thanksgiving? Is this what you guys got up to do today? To fucking rag on my older brother just because you can? Look at yourselves, you fucking old fat ugly bastards-"
"-Roxas-"
"-No! Fuck you, and fuck that!" He stands up coming to my defense. I tried hard to keep from looking surprised, but this is a first. I don't know what lit the fire under his ass, but he's going off today.
"Sora literally sat down and didn't say one fucking word to you guys and you fuckin' bastards insist on starting something. Well, you know what? Fuck that."
"No ones saying anything bad to you just sit down-"
"-It doesn't need to be said to me! He's my older fucking brother, Jesus Christ! I'm not gonna watch you guys talk shit about him for no fucking reason! You guys come around one time a year and this is what you fucking do and I'm sick of it. Every year!"
"Roxas sit down!" Donny shouts, finally having enough of his righteousness.
"No fuck you! What did he ever do to you guys? Huh?" Roxas stalled, his fist balled as his face became red with anger.
I worry about him, and I want to stop him. But something tells me he needs this more than anything.
As things began to escalate, the kids are ushered out of the room and Donny's sisters leave to watch after them. Aunt Mari is present, looking back and forth between us wildly as my mom rubs her eyes out. Donny's two brothers stay behind, backing the asshole up. They're all drinking their beers and sipping on their wine. Everyone knows this is going no where but downhill.
"Look Roxas, I understand where you're coming from, but think of your mom. Think she likes seeing her son come home like that? Why would any son put his mom through that? You're father cares-"
"-Oh really? Is that what you thought when you saw what your fucking brother did to us when we were kids?! Huh?! Oh, 'poor Rose, she has to look at those ugly fucking bruises that Donny gave her sons when he was high on fucking meth'!"
Donny pushes the chair out from under him and everyone gets up, building a barrier between the two. I held onto Roxas wrist lightly, knowing that if he makes the first move the cops are gonna get called. I refuse to let it happen. I start shoveling food in my mouth with my free hand, clearing my plate in under a few minutes just so the Vicodin doesn't eat away the lining of my stomach. I feel high, but it's hard to turn off with all the fucking commotion.
I just want to start nodding off already.
"Shut up Roxas!"
"Why don't you make me? Show your fucking brothers what you're made of huh! You like showing your wife and kids after all!"
"Sora ain't my kid. I don't give two shits what happens to him." Donny waivers his hand.
Roxas chuckles, "But you care whether he's gay or not. You're fucking pathetic, is that really all you can say?"
"You may have graduated, but you still live under my house, under my rules. I don't have to let you go to college if I don't want you to. So sit down and be a good fucking kid."
"Don't make me laugh! You won't have a choice in a few months so get your fill I'm not scared of you!"
He's shaking, tears falling down his face from sheer anger. Donny starts laughing, shaking his head at the sight of his kid crying, "Pathetic? Look at the pot calling the kettle black, the least you can do is end things like a man. Look at you crying like a pussy over their over your brother. He ain't even cryin', you're making a fuckin' fool outta yourself. Be a man..."
"Shut up you stupid motherfucker!" Roxas chokes on his sobs, his crystal blue eyes looking amongst the room before he starts punching the table over and over again. The plates clatter and bounce, glasses spill over as he gets it all out, each punch sounding harder than the last.
"You better knock that shit off! What the fuck is wrong with you?" Donny points at Roxas.
"Fuck you!" He slides his plate off the table and it crashes to the floor, food and all.
"Why can't you be a real fucking dad!? I had a dad before you came along! Our lives were perfect!" He slams his fists on the table, his knuckles fresh with blood.
"Roxas, sweetie..." My mom finally stands up, but her attempt to care proves futile.
"Shut up. Don't fucking talk to me I don't want to hear you...!" Roxas cries, covering his eyes.
"Mom, just stop." I finally say. "You're trying to excuse the wrong behavior for all the wrong reasons."
"You boys need to calm down, this is supposed to be Thanksgiving not fight night..."
She can't even look me in the eyes.
"We need to calm down? Without everyone here, Donny would be pounding us with his fists. Yet you insist on giving him a pass when his family is around. Doesn't it bother you that your family doesn't come around anymore except for Mari? Doesn't it bother you that the man you once loved hasn't came around to say hi to his kid once. Even he accepted Roxas as his kid, but you just pushed him away. For some reason, you think Donny is the glue to our family. Newsflash he isn't. He's just another deadbeat, mooching off of you for all you're worth. I could care less what happens here anymore, or how mad Roxas wants to get. Because in the end, he deserves to be mad at you guys. There's something seriously wrong with this fucking picture, but you just ignore it until you can't anymore. We get tired of it, mom."
She frowns, looking down at the table before shaking her head. But she doesn't say a word.
Predictable.
"So you boys deserve the world and she gets nothing? Shit what's the matter with you kids? Whatever happened to respecting your elders?" Donny's brother asks.
"Elders? What kind of respect are you looking for? Oh, I respect you because you hate me? I respect you because you got nothing better to do than bash me when all the other 364 days of the year you're-you're sleeping in your moms fucking basement? Are you kidding me?"
"That big mouth is what probably got you in trouble at school so I wouldn't talk if I were you."
"I don't doubt for a second that my big mouth didn't get me beat. Just because I got hurt doesn't mean I'm gonna shut up. I'm not afraid of you."
Donny's brother stood up and started pushing people aside to get to me, "Your kids need a fucking whooping."
All I can think of is my unwillingness to get hurt again. I look to the middle of the table and grab the large cutting knife used on the turkey. Everyone stumbles back, and I realize the situation may be getting out of hand.
But I can do this if he wants to do this.
"Come near us and I'll fucking end you." I point it towards his direction.
"Fuckin' pussy. I'd like to see you do it I'll rip that knife right outta your gay hands."
"Come and see bitch...Try and take it, I'll gut you you fat fuck..." I say through clenched teeth, griping the handle of the knife hard.
I hear my mom and Mari pleading with everyone to calm down. Eventually Donny's sister comes in and threatens the situation with cops. Mari comes to my side, holding my hand fearlessly as she makes me loosen the grip on my knife, "That's enough Sora...you and Roxas take a break and go outside."
His voice still booms across the table as he calls us ungrateful little shits, telling everyone he'd take us out himself.
"Come on Roxas." I say.
I drop the turkey coated knife on the floor and leave the kitchen.
-x-
"Well, that went better than I thought..." I mutter to myself sarcastically as I smoke a cigarette with my aunt, waiting for Roxas to put on his shoes. Things calmed down for the most part after we both decided to ditch the place. My mom is no where to be found as Donny and his family talk shit about us around moms food.
"I tell ya, you boys got nerves of steel. I don't know where you get it, Rose is a pushover unfortunately. Must come from your father..."
Dad...
I wonder how he's doing.
You know what?...Who cares.
"It's got nothing to do with genetics..." Roxas says, closing the front door.
"...We just adapted."
"Where you boys headed to?"
"My boyfriend's house."
"You're coming back right?"
I shrug before she stands up, holding onto my shoulders.
"Your mother loves you both very much. Don't leave without visiting her for a while okay? It would break her heart..."
"She doesn't care."
"No no no shhh...she does. I know it doesn't look like it, but trust me she does. She only wants the best for both of you, okay?"
Mari rubs my shoulders and I nod.
She hugs us both, promising to keep the peace before bidding us adieu.
Me and Roxas start the walk to Axel's house, the skies darkening as the rain clouds grew overhead.
"You didn't need to do that." I tell him after we get away from home.
"I know that. I just couldn't help myself, they piss me off. You're not their blood, but you're mine."
We sigh, and the rain starts falling.
He grabs my hand, "I can't wait to leave this fucking hell hole."
He says.
"Me too Roxas..."