SephirothJenova: Never read that. XD The title didn't jump out to me. But I'll look into it now. :D
ShinyaXDie: I think this chapter is later, ne:P
SoraKeyblader: Here ya go. /Ran out of things to say to the reviews/
"So you're saying you found that guy out by the Usual Spot?" Pence asked. They had formed their usual lunch table desks.
Roxas nodded. "I couldn't leave him out in the rain and he did come up to me."
"He agreed to be your pet? What the hell were you doing to ask him something like that anyway?" Hayner asked while Roxas blushed.
"I-I don't know." He fumbled with his words. "But he's more like a roommate now than a pet."
"I'm glad you finally got someone living with you instead of being alone all the time." Olette was always the supporter.
"Are you gay or something?" A group of boys had overheard their conversation. One was staring right at Roxas. He appeared to be the leader.
"Wha? No." Roxas looked taken aback.
"Who are you to just come up here and ask something like that!" Hayner growled, ready to pounce on the guy if he wanted a fight.
"Just wondering. I mean, he takes in some strange guy that hugs him and calls the guy his pet." The boy shook his head. "That just labels him as a fag."
"Watch what you say!" Hayner roared, standing up and slamming his hands on his desk.
The boy smirked and walked away. Hayner sat back down. "People like that just piss me off. They just assume things that aren't there and then they have to make fun of people for it." He was still fuming.
"Do you think you'll be okay having cleaning duty with those guys? I can always switch you." Olette offered but Roxas declined.
"I can take care of myself. But thanks." He smiled weakly. Could he sit there and take that the whole time they were cleaning the class? He hoped so.
Roxas took a broom from the storage and began sweeping the class floor. The other boys (and a few girls) were wiping the desks with wet cloths, washing the chalkboard, taking out trash, that kind of thing. When some of the boys from the earlier group passed him he could hear, 'Faggot' or 'Queer' mumbled to him. He didn't like it at all but he wasn't going to start anything.
By the time the students had the room cleaned the sun was setting. Roxas looked out and hoped Axel didn't mind having a late dinner. He'd probably need to stop by the grocery store on the way home if he was going to fix anything edible.
"Hey, queer boy." The leader of the group called to him from the doorway. "Can you come with us for a minute?" Roxas really didn't want to but he obeyed; they were blocking the door. He followed them out into the courtyard of the school.
"We don't like fags." The boys made a circle around him. "Even if you deny it, we're still going to teach you why you shouldn't play for the other team." They began to move closer.
Roxas turned in the circle, trying to look for a way out. He couldn't spot any as of yet. They were tight around him. The boss walked forward, closer to him than the others. If he could just get around him… Then someone came up behind Roxas and grabbed his arms so that he couldn't escape or fight back.
"Let the lesson begin."
Axel sat watching TV, in his new clothes. A dark blue T-shirt and jeans. He'd rather have his Organization uniform on; it suited him better. But if Roxas wanted him to wear something like this, he was going to wear it.
The shows on the TV were all but dull. There was the 'Sightseeing around Twilight Town' channel, the home improvement channel, the cooking channel, he paused on the cooking channel. He would make Roxas a lunch for tomorrow so he wouldn't have to take one of those icky store bought ones. He watched intently until he felt eyes on his back. He turned around swiftly.
Another Organization member was standing in the room, hood up.
"Axel, how long are you going to play these games? You need to make him remember and bring him back before Sora finds him." The member said.
"Saix, leave." Axel commanded. "I'll take as long as I want to!"
"You have a deadline, you know. By the end of the week." Saix replied, then was absorbed by darkness and disappeared.
Axel growled, then turned back to his cooking show. He was determined not only to make Roxas the perfect lunch, but to make him remember. He didn't want Sora to find him but it was a matter of time if Axel didn't bring him back. Sora would meet Roxas, and Roxas would have to return to him. Axel's heart ached at the very thought.
Saix appeared on the top of the school building, watching the scene below. There was a circle of boys; each of them taking turns hitting one in the middle. He smirked. Boys will be boys. Wait…was that Roxas? His smirk grew even bigger. Oh, Axel would love this. He had half a mind to go tell Axel but decided not to; it would be classic to see Axel's face when he saw his beloved bruised and bloody. And Roxas wouldn't be wearing that shirt again. Too many stains. He stepped back into a portal, ready to report to Xemnas.
"What are you guys doing!" A sound yelled across the courtyard; an upperclassman by the sound of the voice. "Let him go at once!" The younger boys immediately let go of Roxas and ran off, not wanting to feel the wrath of the Twilight Town Disciplinary Committee's top member. Seifer walked over to Roxas, who was now sitting on the ground.
Roxas looked horrible; his right eyes was already starting to darken, his cheek was swollen, blood ran from his nose, in fact, blood spilled from about every part of his body. He even had to spit some out of his mouth. His clothes were slightly ripped as well.
"Are you okay?" Seifer bent down to him. Roxas just kept looking at the ground, then stood. His legs were wobbly but he managed to limp away, not looking at anyone. He was too ashamed and didn't want anyone to see. No matter how much he had struggled the boy still held him firm; overpowering the small Nobody.
Eventually he had limped to the door of his house. He had to take many break to regain his energy so now it was dusk, almost nighttime. Screw going to the grocery store, he just wanted to lie in his bed. In a little ball curled under the cover. He might even cry. He fumbled for his house key, his hands shook too much for him to be able to get it in the lock though. Hopefully Axel was home. He began pounding on the door with all his remaining strength. The door opened quickly.
"ROX-" Axel had had a smile but when Roxas fell into his chest the smile had fallen. "Roxas?" He asked quietly.
Roxas didn't even look at him; he pushed Axel aside and half limped, half ran to his room, closing the door behind him. He was too tired to even change out of his school uniform. He just laid on his bed and threw the covers over him.
Axel stood dumbfounded by the front door, which was now closed. Had Roxas found trouble? Well, apparently. He was bloody and bruised. But he hadn't even talk to Axel, just ran past him to his room. Axel had gone pale from the site of him. He couldn't stand it. He was going to kill whoever did that to him.
He slowly walked towards Roxas' room, not wanting Roxas to know he was coming. As he approached he thought he heard sobbing coming from the room. And he was right. Roxas was crying. But good thing Roxas' door didn't have a lock; he knew because he had been in Roxas' room earlier that day…searching for…things…in the underwear drawer.
"Roxas…" He slowly opened the door. He saw the covers move and the sobbing stopped,
"What?" The reply came in a cracked voice. You could tell he had been crying.
Axel didn't know what to say next. This was the first time Roxas had ever really been beaten. All he said was "Roxas…" And sat down on the edge of his bed.
"Go away." Roxas commanded. "You already cause enough problems!"
Axel was in shock. But he didn't move. Instead he began to rub what he thought was Roxas' back. "Roxas, if what happened to you was about me then tell me who did it and I'll take care of them." It wasn't really a consoling tone of voice, it was more like a low growl.
"Stop rubbing my butt." Another choky command. Axel immediately lifted his hand, blushing. "And it was about you. Those guys said I was gay and a fag because I lived with you. Then they beat me up because they thought I was gay." Now the sobs came back. Then the covers exploded-actually, they just flew everywhere-and Roxas was wrapped around Axel's torso, sobbing into Axel's chest. "I don't know why, but I feel close to you. Like we've met before and we were really close." Axel could feel his shirt getting wet. "I feel like I've known you my whole life but I don't remember you…"
Good, at least Roxas was starting to feel the connection between him and Axel. Axel wrapped his arms around Roxas. "You have known me. Before. You just can't remember me." He began running his hand over Roxas' head.
"Were we lovers?" Roxas asked, still shaking from crying.
Axel's head spun. "Why do you ask?"
"Because when I'm around you I feel like my heart is about to jump out of my chest even though I know nothing about you." He let out a sob.
"We were best friends…" Axel mumbled. So Roxas felt what he felt? "But I think your feeling is mutual." He smiled down as Roxas looked up at him, eyes full of tears. Axel bent down to him and placed his lips on Roxas' a gentle kiss. Roxas stared for a moment, then closed his eyes and kissed back. Outside a shooting star shot across the sky, twinkling in the waning light.