Axel

Was this guy for real? I stared at the teen in front of me in total shock. The redhead smirked and stared back, his green eyes resembling emeralds that seemed to have a hypnotic effect. "Well baby? Do you have a name cute boy, or should I just call you Pup?" he said at me.

"I…I… what?" I said, staring at the teen. He looked familiar however I couldn't place it. Axel just continued to smirk down at me, his gloved hands playing with a set of keys.

"Don't worry Pup," he said, "I only bite hard only if you ask." He gave a toothy grin and laughed. "I'm kidding!" he said, smacking my back goodheartedly. "So seriously, what's your name? You look familiar."

"Roxas… Roxas Fujisaki," I answered, however I didn't know why.

"Roxas," Axel purred, smiling, "That's a name I can get used to. What grade are you in?"

"I'm a Junior…"

"Seriously? Me too!" Axel cheered.

"You don't look like it…"

"Got held back," Axel shrugged, "I'm eighteen baby, but I'm sure an eighteen year old and a seventeen year old is still alright." He gave me a wink and I had to duck my head quickly to stop myself from blushing. "You going anywhere?" he asked.

"Uhh not exactly…"

"Great, then how about we compare schedules?" Axel said, wrapping a leathered arm around my shoulders. Why didn't I shrug them off? It was weird, as though something was possessing me as I let this teen lead me out of the parking lot, my senses blurred by the smell of cinnamon and leather. I liked it.

As we walked, I looked up at Axel and studied him more closely. He was tall, about at least half a foot taller than me, putting him up to at least six feet, however with his hair, I would give him an extra two inches. His face was clear, no blemishes or marks, just his shining green eyes that seemed to sparkle with every word and smile he gave me. It was infectious cause I found myself smiling too. He was also strong, very strong… he's no body builder or anything but the way his shirt just clings to his body… mmh I can see everything, pecs and abs included. His hair look naturally red, however I'm guessing he used hair dye to deepen the color, I'll need a closer look and try to spot his roots.

He led me towards the school building however instead of going inside, we went pass the main entrance to walk along the building front until we reached a shaded corner. He stopped me suddenly in this shaded spot and held out his hand, "Schedule please, Roxas Fujisaki." I shouldered my backpack and opened it, pulling out one of my folders and handed the schedule in it to Axel. He took it and read through it. "No way!" he gasped, "Dude, you're in all my classes!"

"I am?" I frowned. Axel nodded and handed me my own schedule along with his own that he pulled out of his bag. I looked at the schedules and saw that he was telling the truth, but that's impossible, I don't remember ever hearing him or his name… until I looked up and saw the name printed on his paper. "Lea?" I said quizzingly.

"Axel," he correctly, snatching his paper from me. "My name is Axel, got it memorized."

"But your paper said—"

"I know, don't call me that," Axel said.

"Uhh… ok?" I said, getting a strange vibe. But before I could walk away, Axel wrapped his arm around my shoulders and I was smelling that delicious scent of cinnamon and leather again.

"Anyway," he smiled, "neat that we share all classes huh? Bet we can help each other."

"You said that you've had to repeat this grade," I said, "How can we help each other?"

"No Pup, you got it all wrong," He smiled. "I had to repeat my freshmen year. Been a gay B student since then."

"A gay B student," I repeated in confusion. Axel gave me a huge grin, "That's right," he said. "What about you, Roxas?"

I blushed. I couldn't believe that on average, Axel was a better student then me and I've never even heard him talk before! "A few C's and B's," I muttered, "One A…"

"Damn, all over the place, huh Roxas?" Axel grinned. I glared at him but he laughed and shook me lightly, "Don't be so pouty," he said, "I'm sure we can help each other."

"I guess," I shrugged.

"So what's the class you got an A in?" Axel asked.

"English," I said.

"Ahh, sweet," Axel said with that big grin still on his face that was so infectious that I just couldn't help but smile at it back. "I can use all the help with that Pup."

"Why do you keep calling me that?" I muttered, "I told you my name."

"True Roxas, but I think it's a cute nickname," Axel grinned. "If it bothers you, then I'll stop."

I looked up at him, he looked sincere as he glanced down at me. I thought for a moment and shrugged, "It doesn't bother me," I said, "Just strange you have a nickname for me already."

"Well technically we've known each other for a while," Axel grinned, "We're two months into the school year."

"Yeah," I nodded, "I guess, December is around the corner."

"And with December comes winter dates," Axel winked. I blushed again and Axel laughed, "I'm kidding!" He said, "I wanna know you for real before I even think of asking you out."

"Gee thanks, I feel so honored," I said sarcastically. Axel grinned at that and did the one thing I hated above all else: he ruffled my hair.

"Look at you, Pup has a sarcastic streak, I love it," he chuckled.

I smacked his hand away and stepped from him. "Do not touch my hair!" I said hotly.

Axel raised his hands quickly and looked sincere, saying, "Okay, I'm sorry, Roxas." His voice sounded genuine and I felt as though he really was sorry. I softened and found myself shuffling my feet.

"It's alright," I muttered, "I'm just… sensitive about my hair."

"I understand," Axel said. "Same thing with mine. Don't like anyone I don't trust touch it."

"Respectable," I nodded. "It does look really good. Would hate to see it messed up."

"I know right!" Axel said, "you want to know how long it takes me to get my hair like this? This isn't my natural style! I wasn't born with spikey hair!"

I laughed, "I brought my maintenance down to half an hour every three days," I bragged. "My brother Ven still takes an hour."

Axel laughed, "Yeah I think I saw him, looks just like you yeah?"

"…Yeah," Roxas said a little bitterly, "We look exactly the same."

"Rough topic?" Axel asked.

"A bit yeah," I sighed.

"Got it, I'll avoid it," Axel said.

"Thanks Axel," Roxas smiled. "Anytime Roxas," Axel grinned. "So, where do you normally sit in class?"

"In the middle with my friends if I share classes with them," I said.

Are there any classes where you don't share?" Axel asked.

"All morning funny enough," Roxas said, "Why Axel? This your way of asking me to sit with you?"

Axel chuckled and his arm went around my shoulder again. "Of course," he said, "I would love to spend the morning with my new friend, Pup… I mean Roxas." We both laughed. I couldn't believe myself and how… easy it felt to befriend him. It just came naturally. I allowed him to guide me inside the building, both of us taking our time as we talked about our interests. He escorted me to the locker area. We went through the front entrance, as again the other doors only opened form the inside, and the inside of Twilight High started with a giant circular area with the school's logo on the ground taking up the entire circle. From the circle, there were four paths that branched off. The first was the front door that we've just entered through, directly to the north was a double door and a set of stairs that led to the second floor, the double doors were a dark blue color and were open, showing off the stairs which was a boring white/blue combo paintjob with a short carpet down the middle. The carpet was, unimaginably, blue. To the right was a wide hallway of a drastically different color, the floor was black tile while the walls were a fake wood with pictures of past principals, teachers, and classes hanging on the walls as well as the obligatory trophy case. In that wider hall, there were three ways to go that did not involve going back to the central hub. The first was to the left, heading into the gymnasium, the second was to the right where our auditorium sat, this was where the gayer and more flamboyant then I students known as the drama club performed plays and musicals. This year I believe they are killing Mulan with their over-the-top performances and out-of-pitch singing. It was a place full of people who believed they were Ariana Grande or Lorde… without having the talent of either. The last way was directly north and led to one of the side exits of the school. Moving back from that area of broken dreams and muscles into the main area again, to the left was where most of the students went. This way led to a hallway with the same color scheme of white and blue as the main greeting area. The hallway had doors along the wall, along with student art and other school-centered pictures. The nearest door was to the school's office, painted in a disgusting mint green, and opposite of that is a principle's office whose interior is unknown to me as I have never gotten that much in trouble and I have no plans to. Something tells me, however, that Axel knew what the inside of that room was. Besides that, the other doors led to classrooms. Two doors per classroom, one in the front, and the other at the back. There were five classrooms on each side until the hallway turned to the right briefly. The Freshmen locker areas were there, along with two more classrooms. At the end of the hall was a stairway that led to the second floor.

The second floor was in the same design as the first except there was no fancy circular room or wide hallways. Just the common blue and white hallway with classrooms and locker areas at either ends. The longer of the two, on the far right side, was set aside for Sophomores and Juniors, while the left was the Seniors. Since Axel and I were both Juniors, we went to the longer locker area on the far right, first going straight across the large circular room to the staircase, up it, onto the second floor, making turning left to go to the lockers, as the staircase curved halfway through, so it is a boxy "U" shape. On the way we've passed students of various descriptions, yet all looking rather plain. Boys and girls dressed in what they thought was the best for them, groups starting to gather into stereotypes, some groups brave in breaking them and mixing, and other people that, due to restraints of the hand and paper, I am unable to fully describe at the current time. Not that I want to as none of them are important to this current tale.

Before we reach the lockers, however, in which nothing happened, I feel it is in best interest to thank the loyal reader for allowing me this small moment. It shall happen again, however, I will try to keep it more interesting, however I believed since the school is where I spent most of my time, it is important to describe it in detail.

That said, our first class together was homeroom, which Axel and I shared. Homeroom was with a young teacher named Mr. Dawn, who always looked as though he was about to fall asleep at any moment. He was a cool dude, I liked him, he told us stories during homeroom of the things he has done and seen.

"Hello Roxas, Lea," Mr. Dawn said as we walked in, "ya'll are early, I was hoping for a few more minutes sleeping."

"What time do you even sleep, Boyle?" I asked.

"Normal time, it's just waking up is early," Mr. Boyle said. He turned to his computer and woke it up to do attendance. "Anyway boys, it's Thursday, worst day of the week."

Oh yeah… he hated Thursdays too.

Axel just grinned and kept his arm around my shoulder, leading me to the back of the classroom. "Good dude," he whispered, "wish he would stop calling me Lea."

"Well did you ask him to?" I asked.

"No, he should know that automatically! He's a teacher," Axel said, as though it was the most obvious thing in the world. I rolled my eyes and sat next to Axel. It felt weird being in the back of the class. Axel leaned back and relaxed while I looked around awkwardly. Everything seemed so far away. We were in the corner, I was against the window while Axel was right next to me, his desk a little closer to mine then the other desks in the row. A minute later, the door opened again and another boy wearing leather walked in.

"Member two of the leather club, huh?" Mr. Dawn smiled. "Was there a memo? I have a leather jacket from my biking days, should have brought that in."

"Bring in next time, Dawn-dude," the newcomer said. He had blonde hair styled…weirdly. He was wearing a leather coat like Axel and carried a guitar case with him. How is it that I've never noticed him before? The boy walked towards us and grinned at Axel, "Axel!" he said, "Guess what? We totally did it!"

"Woah, woah, don't go talking like that around Roxas," Axel grinned playfully, "he's an innocent Pup you know!"

I frowned, what exactly did he mean by that? The boy looked at me and it took me a second to remember his name. "Demyx!" I shouted.

"Yeah… that's my name Roxas," Demyx shrugged. "Shouldn't you be sitting over there…"

"He's sitting with us from now on," Axel said, with a serious look on his face. "He's my new friend."

"Ohh I see," Demyx nodded. He gave me a smile, "Well, nice to talk with you Roxas."

"Yeah, nice to talk with you too," I said, "so what was it you did?"

"Demyx—"

"Sorry Axel, but I have to talk about it—my boyfriend Zexion—well you know him as Inenzo, but we all like having 'x's' in our names, well Zex and I just had sex for the first time—"

"Demyx!" Axel said, "Seriously, I'm trying to keep my new friend pure here!"

"Why?" I frowned. "It's just sex…"

Axel turned to me with a surprised look on his face. "What do you mean but that?" he demanded.

"I mean… it's sex," I said. "It's something we all do for fun. What… have you never—"

"You have?" Axel gasped.

I blushed and bit my bottom lip. "Yeah…" I blushed. "Over the summer I… I took a couple cocks…" It was a way to rebel I told myself. We were at the beach for two weeks, surrounded by people we'll never see again. He was hot and big and… I just wanted to do something Ventus would never do. It hurt so much but after a while, it started to feel good, very good… so much so that we've done it a few times over the two weeks. I've even done it with his friend while he watched. I can't remember their names at all but… I've rebelled from my parents' expectations. I've done something that I knew Ven would never do. It was the most I've ever felt alive. Not that I would tell Axel and Demyx all of this, I barely knew them.

But the look of supreme shock on Axel's face was priceless. Hiding a snicker, I smiled at Axel and said, "It's okay if you're saving yourself for someone you love, I'm sure that it will feel ten times better with an emotional attachment. I just wanted to finally have sex during the summer and, well, things happened. It was for pure fun and both of us knew it."

"Damn… didn't know you had it in you Roxas," Demyx whistled.

"Yeah…" Axel breathed, staring down at me. "Pup has a hunger for bones huh? Very naughty." He gave me a smirk however I could feel that my openness to sex both bothered and interested him. Was he a virgin? I couldn't help but wonder. It didn't matter, however the way he acted on learning that I'm not a virgin… I mean it's not like I know my way around a cock, I just know how to give good head and ride.

"Anyway, now that you're sitting with us, I would suggest you add an 'x' to your name, but you already have one!" Demyx smiled. "And how to do you feel about leather? I love the fire thing you're going for, but we just really love leather here."

"Far too much Demyx," Axel said. "Let Pup breathe."

A strange feeling grew inside me. Smiling I winked playfully at Axel and said, "I haven't tried leather during the summer, but it sounds fun. Maybe you two can help me shop for some when I have the money?"

Axel blushed, his face looking as though it was on fire and the feeling inside me grew with my smile as I leaned back. It was a very strange meeting with Axel, however, I had a feeling that I'm going to like him a lot. Especially if he kept blushing cutely like that.

A/N: Please leave a review and tell me your thoughts!