I'm sticking a warning label on all of part four. Sensitive subject materia… I mean materiaI… ahead.
"Listen. I need sex, and if you won't give it to me, I'll find someone who will!"
Roxas awoke with a ringing in his ears, shaking his head to eradicate the sound. 'What a weird dream… But Axel wouldn't cheat on me, he said he was fine with me not being ready for sex yet.'
-"You aren't angry that I won't sleep with you, right?"
"Of course not. Sex is the farthest thing from my mind when I'm with you, Roxy. Don't worry about it, I understand that you aren't ready. Come on, cutie, you'll be late for school if you don't hurry up," he'd said, flashing a smile and giving Roxas a swift quick peck on the cheek.-
Roxas smiled to himself. 'So I have nothing to worry about.'
"Good morning, Miss Daisy!" Axel grinned, holding the car door open for his little blonde. "And how is my little sunshine this morning?"
"I had a weird dream last night."
"Oh? Want to talk about it?"
"No, it's okay."
"If you're sure."
"I'm fine."
Thirteen days later…
"Am I pretty?" a female's tone cooed from around the corner in an empty hallway adjacent to the one Roxas strode down.
"Can't say you're not…" Roxas froze at that voice. That was Axel. What was worse? It was flirty, seduction-mode, I-am-so-getting-laid-in-the-next-ten-minutes Axel.
"Am I important to you?"
Roxas peered around the corner. Axel was leaning against a row of lockers, propping himself up with his arm as he looked down at the busty girl. "That depends…" the redhead purred. "Do you want to be?"
She giggled, hands roaming over his chest. Roxas gritted his teeth in disgust. "Even more important than that… blonde boy?"
Axel seemed to snap to his senses at the mention of him. "You mean Roxas?"
Roxas grinned smugly, walking around the corner and freezing when he saw that Axel was still yet to push her away, his eyes once again hazed over with lust as she put her hands on the redhead. "I don't know… It could take quite a bit of persuasion for you to be quite a special as Roxas… but you may surprise me. How badly do you want it? Girls like you are unpredictable…"
"I just have to show you, then…" she reached for the ribbon that was keeping her top closed.
Roxas couldn't stand it anymore. He threw his books to the floor with a loud thud. Axel jumped, the noise breaking him from his lust-filled daze and back to reality. He spun around. "Roxas!"
Roxas pivoted on his heel, running away.
"Roxas, wait!" Axel shoved the girl aside and chased after him.
"Stay away from me!" Roxas suddenly felt his back against the wall: hands pinned over his head, an arm around his waist, and apologetic lips on his own. He shoved his boyfriend off. "Axel, stop! You cheater!"
"I wasn't cheating!"
"You planned on sleeping with her! You flirted with her and let her touch you, even though you have me! I shouldn't have ever believed you when you said you cared about me!"
"I DO care about you!"
"Yeah, I'm sure. The way you intended to pound her into your mattress really makes me feel loved, Axel. It's simply heartwarming to see your boyfriend seducing someone else, in public, no less."
"Roxas, you don't understand. She came on to me and I was caught up in the moment. I would have realized what was going on eventually."
"Yeah, AFTER you sleep with her. Then you think for a second and go 'oh yeah, that kid, what's-his-face. He's my lover. Oops. Well, that sucks. May as well screw this girl again while I'm here…' then you forget all about me. Then when I confront you you can't remember who I am, and when you do all I get is a shrug and a 'sorry, kid'!"
"I wouldn't go through with it!"
"And your way of telling her off is feeling her up? Letting her put her hands all over you and try to kiss you…"
"Roxas, I wasn't cheating on you. I would never do anything with the intent to hurt you…"
-I haven't done anything to hurt a cute little thing like you…-
"But you would two-time me if they made you forget you had a boyfriend for 15 minutes. I've had enough of you today, Axel. I don't want to look at you, so stay away from me. I… I need some time to think…"
Axel kissed his forehead gingerly. "Okay. Please remember that you mean the world to me."
Roxas looked up at him with a serious expression. "I just wish the world was more important to you."
And the redhead was left behind, unable to say a word.
FROM: 1-492-813-2834 -ROXAS-
TO:1-492-875-7366 -RENO-
-meet me in the locker room in 5 minutes. alone.
FROM: 1-492-875-7366 -RENO-
TO:1-492-813-2834 -ROXAS-
-sure thing.…is somethin wrong?
Roxas did not bother to reply. He wasn't in the mood to text. He could explain in person.
The blonde winced slightly at the sight of the smirking redhead lounging on a silvery, metal locker room bench. "Yo, Roxy-baby. What's on your mind? Where's Axe-head? I figured he'd be with you, following you like a little lost puppy."
"This is a personal meeting."
Reno's smirk grew to a grin. "Did you finally decide how much sexier I am than him? Don't be shy! A simple 'Oh, Reno, you're so much better than Axel! I was blind before now! Please fuck me!' would suffice."
"Reno," he began.
"Yeeess?"
"You're more pigheaded and arrogant than my boyfriend. But I need a favor from you."
"Hmm..." he looked up, tapping a finger to his chin in thought. "I guess that depends on what I get out of it."
"I don't care, whatever you want. But we can discuss payment after. Reno, I need you to help me."
"Forse non dovrei farlo, ha fatto call me una testa di maiale..."
Roxas gaped at him. "You speak Italian?"
"YOU speak Italian?"
"Certo che lo so, io vivo con una famiglia italiana, sarebbe un problema se non ho."
"Alright, I'll do your favor. Just tell me what you need."
OoooOOOoooO -ringz? ...no… anello-z.
A taste, teaser if you will… of part 4.
Translations:
"Forse non dovrei farlo, ha fatto callo mi una testa di maiale ..."
"Maybe I shouldn't do it, he DID call me a pighead…"
"Certo che lo so, io vivo con una famiglia italiana, sarebbe un problema se non ho."
"Of course I do! I live with an Italian family, it would be a problem if I didn't."
