A Kingdom Hearts II AU story XD I feel proud.

Anyways, pairings AxelxRoxas, mentions of AxelxDemyx, CloudxLeon and SoraxRiku

Rating: T+ probably for situations

Flames are NOT welcome. If you don't like. You never should have read in the first place.

Disclaimer: I don't own any characters. All of them belong to Square Enix. Or the song"hips don't lie" so hey man, you can't sue!

Roxas did NOT like the prospect of going to a new school. Not only had he just moved into the neighbor hood with his mom and dad, but he had no friends, and didn't even know his way around.

So he was late on his first day to Radient Gardens Highschool.

People mingled in the halls chatting and getting their stuff from their lockers before class started. Roxas, with his messy blonde hair, alluring blue eyes, and lean body, attracted many looks. He knew he was the kind of guy girls loved to oggle over and other males wanted to rape over a desk. He couldn't recall how many times he had been sexually harrassed by both genders at his old school, but usualy came home with bite marks and scratches.

Axel talked to his friend and band-mate Demyx, before spotting roxas "hey, dude, look, fresh meat" he said, nudging Demyx and pointing. the Sandy haired teen looked at Roxas, before looking at Axel "be nice..."

"No way, freshies, gotta rough 'em up a bit. Unofficial school rule, got it memorized?" he asked and as Roxas passed, stuck his foot out while Demyx averted his gaze.

The short blonde went down with a yelp, books flying everywhere and papers floating around. People turned and laughed at him, none making a move to help him up some even walked on his stuff. Axel snickered as he and Demyx left for Music class.

Roxas sat there for a minute, gathering his books and papers togther, tears brimming in his eyes. He reached out to get a certain piece of paper that he really didn't want anyone to see when his fingers were stepped on and someone leaned down picking it up.

A senior student by the name of Xemnas, read the poem that Roxas had been working on for a while and chuckled "what rubbish..." he said, ripping the paper up before the boys eyes and walking off with a girl attached to his arm, said girl giggling like mad.
Staring at the peices of his beloved poem, Roxas stood up, wiping away his tears and gathering the pieces together, hoping he could at least tape them. With that, he headed into his class.

He didn't pay attention to any of his morning lessons, only focused on his bruised and battered body that ached. He had been beaten by his drunkard of a father again last night while his mother sat in the kitchen, letting it happen as she smoked.
He had forgotten to do one of his many many chores and his dad, after getting home from work, began screaming at him. After calling him worthless and a waste of time, beating the crap out of him, he left the poor boy to drag himself upstaires to bed, once again sleeping on a very empty stomach.

He felt uneasy as he walked into the cafeteria with his bag, and aimed for a empty table at the very very back. Sitting down, he rested his head in his arms, ignoring the loud growling off his stomach. That's when a hand tapped his head. Turning around he looked at the red-head from the morning and scowled "what do you want?" he asked

Axel munched on his sandwhich "dude, you're in my spot"

"Go find your own damn table"

That. Was a mistake.

Axel was known for being creul and heartless when dealing with problems. And right now, he considered Roxas a problem.

Roxas landed on the ground for the second time that day, his bag following suit to land harsly on his stomach, causing him to gasp a bit. Axel sat down in the spot Roxas had previously occupied.

"this is my table, brat, got it memorized?" he said and Roxas stood up, gingerly touching his cheek where Axel had punched him. With a sigh, he hugged his bag, leaving the cafeteria all together. Axel snickered as Demyx joined him, looking after Roxas.

"You shouldn't be so mean" his friend pointed out and the firey redhead shrugged.

"His fault, not mine"

Roxas sat huddled up in the dance room, whiping away tears as they formed. Pulling his CD booklet from his bag, selecting a certain CD and popping it into the Boombox next to him. Standing up he shrugged off his white jacket prefering to dance without it. His thin but muscled arms were revealed, for he was wearing a skin tight black tank top that showed off quite a bit of his navel.

Ladies up in here tonight

No fighting, no fighting

We got the refugees up in here

No fighting, no fighting

Shakira, Shakira

His body began to move with the music, hips swaying as he danced, losing himself instantly.

Axel looked around for something to do, seein as Demyx was off with his friends, and heard the music emitting from the nearby dance class. Walking over with his curiosty getting the better of him he pushed the door open. And his jaw dropped.

I never really knew that she could dance like this

She makes a man wants to speak Spanish

Como se llama (si), bonita (si), mi casa (si, Shakira Shakira), su casa

Shakira, Shakira

He watched in amazment as the small boy danced, hands running seductively over his body, eyes shut in a relaxed state. Axel was seriously trying not to drool.

Oh baby when you talk like that

You make a woman go mad

So be wise and keep on

Reading the signs of my body

Roxas didn't hear the door open as he continued to dance, hands ghosting over his clothing and skin in a way he knew would make most people watch bug eyed.

And I'm on tonight

You know my hips don't lie

And I'm starting to feel it's right

All the attraction, the tension

Don't you see baby, this is perfection

Axel's shocked looked turned a slight grin, leaning against the door frame, still watching the blonde dancer go at it. 'Mmmmhm he really should have a dance partner... and be in skimpier clothing' he thought

Hey Girl, I can see your body moving

And it's driving me crazy

And I didn't have the slightest idea

Until I saw you dancing

Roxas decided to stop and pressed the stop button, before turning to the sound of clapping, his face pale, eyes wide.

"Bravo kiddo, maybe you should go to a club to dance" Axel said as he walked over to Roxas who backed up "like a strip club or something"

"What do you want?" Roxas asked as he felt his back pressed against the wall.

Axel laughed and grasped Roxa's chin "why...isn't it obvious?"

Sorry to cut you off, but it's 12:04 am and I'm sleepy

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Love yous all!