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Chapter 36.

The next day when I woke up I managed to get out of bed without disturbing Roxas and headed into the toilet and took a shower. When I was finished all the others got up and we went about our general business. We went out and toured the town for a while and then grabbed some food. While we were eating breakfast, Roxas sat beside me and rested his hand on my knee, squeezing it playfully and giving me a sexy look before he started sucking on the straw in his milkshake. I fucking loved Roxas; he was just so spontaneous and random and never shied away from showing me how he felt or what he thought.

I rested my hand on top of his and squeezed and he looked over to me and smiled as he sucked up the thick liquid, frowning in frustration every so often as it was quite hard to draw out.

"So you guys gonna help us set up and everything again tonight?" Demyx asked and I nodded my head as did Roxas, still paying attention to his milkshake. Demyx walked over to the counter and stood in line, informing us he wanted another coffee and Vexen eyed Roxas angrily.

"Hey kid, you having a bit of trouble there... I thought you'd be good at sucking up by now." Vexen joked and Roxas glared at him and I gripped his hand tighter in anger.

"What are you trying to imply Vexen?" Roxas growled in annoyance and Vexen smiled and shook his head looking away. I glared at him. What the fuck was his problem? Roxas just raised his eyes and shook his head before continuing with the milkshake. Later that day I took Demyx to the side and tried to talk to him about Vexen.

"Look Dem, I'm glad you invited me and Roxas along and everything, but Vexen is really starting to piss me off. He keeps on bitching at Roxas and if he doesn't stop it soon, you're going to be one bass player short of a band if you get where I'm coming from." Demyx laughed and shook his head.

"Vexen can be a little, bitchy at times but he generally just says what he sees. Try not to take notice and I'll tell him to cool it down." I nodded my head, a bit happier with the situation and when I looked back over; I noticed Vexen and Roxas talking alone. Wakka and Tiffa were busy flicking through Wakka's iPod so weren't paying any attention to what was going on.

The next thing I knew Roxas pulled his fist back and punched Vexen one right in the stomach. Vexen doubled over and Roxas took the chance and landed another solid punch in his face, knocking him to the floor. Demy's jaw dropped and we ran over to the chaotic scene, calling Roxas' name as he stood over Vexen and pulled him up, nose to nose by his collar and pulled his fist back for a third punch.

Wakka and Tiffa finally realised what was going on and grabbed Roxas, pulling him off of Vexen. Roxas looked livid. What the fuck had happened? I had never seen Roxas lose it like that before! Hell, I'd never seen him even raise his hand to someone! He was usually laid back and placid and a nice kid!

Roxas suddenly broke free from Tiffa and Wakka and immediately ran straight back for Vexen, grabbing him and pounding him again in the face. Demyx grabbed Roxas and pulled him off.

"Roxas! What the hell man calm down!!" Demyx shouted and Roxas raised his hands up in defence and stopped struggling against Demy who eventually released him and pushed him softly to the side. Roxas fell into my arms and wrapped his arms around me, burying his head in my jacket and I felt him shaking. For a moment I thought he was crying until he looked back at Vexen to admire his handiwork and I saw his fists were still clenched. Man what the hell could have gotten him so pissed?

I rubbed his shoulders softly and he turned to me without looking into my eyes.

"I wanna go, let's go." He said and I stole another look at Vexen. His nose and lip was bleeding and his jaw looked swollen. He winced in pain and I followed Roxas. Roxas led the way, probably not really sure where he was going but he continued to drag me along. We finally reached a park and he led me inside and sat on the swing silently swinging.

I stood against the swing and watched him intently. His anger from before had gone and now he looked in thought and also a little sad.

"What happened Roxy?" I asked softly and he lowered his head and shook it. He hadn't been able to look me in the eyes since the fight and it was worrying me.

"I don't wanna talk about it." he whispered and I watched him carefully. This wasn't like Roxas, Vexen must have said something to really get to him. I sighed a little and shook my head.

"Roxas you do know you can tell me right?" I asked and he nodded his head.

"Gimme a fag." He said, holding his hand out still not looking at me. I frowned. Roxas never asked for a fag. But I gave him one and took one out myself. He took it and I lighted it for him and then he lowered his head, still not looking at me.

"I hate him, so much." He whispered and I noticed then that a tear was trickling down his cheek. I leaned forward and wiped his tear and he lowered his head more so I backed away again and waited patiently for him to calm down.

"He knew about Malakie... I don't really know how, but he knew..." I frowned immediately but refrained from saying anything.

"He was being such a bastard... that's what he was on about at the café..." and Roxas wiped another tear angrily and I lost it. I knelt down in front of him and wiped his tears and he still refused to look at me. It was really upsetting me now. How dare he bring up Roxas' past like that when he didn't even know the damn kid! The fucking bastard!

"Why won't you look at me Roxas?" I asked softly and he shook his head.

"Because... I feel like shit. I feel dirty and horrible and I don't deserve someone like you." His words made my heart explode and I felt an overwhelming sense of pain in my chest. I shook my head and moved closer, pulling him into a close and firm embrace.

"No Roxas. You... don't you even start that. Don't even let his words bother you, he doesn't know what the fuck he's talking about. And don't you dare sit there and tell me all that shit about you because it's bollocks." Roxas placed a hand around my back and hugged me back for a moment, his hug was soft and unfeeling but I didn't care. I pulled away and kissed his forehead and tilted his head up so his eyes met mine for the first time in what seemed like hours.

They were glossy from the tears and his eyes were red and slightly puffy. I shook my head and ran my hand through his hair.

"You're so beautiful Roxas." I whispered and Roxas gave a small smile and shook his head.

"Stop it, I hate it when you do that!" he told me and I shook my head.

"Do what baby?" I asked softly and he frowned.

"When you make me smile when I'm sad, and make me feel better when I feel shitty." I smiled and kissed his forehead again.

"That's what I'm here for." I told him and he smiled and shook his head and wrapped his arms around my neck.

"What exactly did he say?" I asked, anger rising in my voice and Roxas shook his head.

"It doesn't matter, just... stuff." I decided to not ask Roxas anymore questions, he was sad enough and clearly cut up about what had happened.

I gave Roxas another hug and he smiled up at me before pulling me down for a soft kiss. I smiled and when we broke apart I sighed.

"Come on, let's head back to the bus... can I pick your outfit for tonight?" I asked teasingly and Roxas rolled his eyes.

"No, I think I know what I wanna wear." I pouted and rolled my eyes, tutting a little.

"Spoil sport." I whispered and he got off the swing and made me wrap my arm around his shoulders where his hand reached up and tangled in mine as it draped across his small body. I smiled and pulled him to me, pressing my lips against his head.

"I think you gave Vexen a nice image for tonight." I joked and Roxas jabbed me playfully in the side. I swear, if Roxas ever lost his temper like that with me, I would shit myself. He was a scary guy when he was pissed off. I'd never want to get in his bad books if that was what he was like when he fought, it had been hard to keep the boy off the man until he had calmed down. And judging by the state Vexen had been left in, the kid could pack a punch; a little bit deceiving really considering the boy's size.

We walked in comfortable silence together and headed back to the bus where we spent the rest of the day, not wanting to go and hang out with Demy and the rest of his band and most of all, Vexen. I had wanted to ask more questions about what had happened but had decided not to ask Roxas anymore...

But I would certainly be asking Vexen later on.

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