A/N: I wasn't entirely sure how to show it, so when you read something that is in-between these *, it means that it's whispered; usually it's just the person saying it whispering it to themselves, y'know? Okay, sorry if that was confusing. Anyway, enjoy!
"I fucking hate all these damn hearts all over the place!" Axel fumed as he walked into yet another heart hanging down from the ceiling.
"Oh, come on Axel. Where's your festive spirit! I happen to love the decorations!" Demyx argued, spreading his arms to show off his heart sweater for emphasis.
Axel and Demyx continued to argue about Valentine's Day until they got to study hall, where they sat at a table together. Axel put his head down with a sigh. "Well, I'm going to sleep. Nighty-night you flamboyant little shit."
"Hang on a second, Ax. Valentine's Day is tomorrow."
"..." Axel waited for Demyx to say something else. When he didn't speak up, Axel lifted his head and gave Demyx a look of annoyance. "...And?"
Demyx sighed. "Aaannnddd, I want to know your plans. You're a ladies' man, you must have girls lining up to take you out."
"Take me out for good maybe..." Axel pulled his finger across his neck to prove his point. Demyx snorted a little and rolled his eyes. "Haha, besides, I can't really think of anyone I would want to go out with." Axel looked at Demyx to see one eyebrow arched, the other furrowed...that look is never good. "Seriously! There aren't any girls I have my eyes on right now!"
"So you're telling me that a certain spunky freshman with (h/c) hair and the prettiest (e/c) eyes I've ever seen means absolutely nothing to you?" Demyx fought.
Axel ran his hand through his hair. Since that week before Christmas, the two of you have been getting closer and closer. Still no dates, and only hanging out in school, but he looked forward to seeing you every day. Unfortunately, every time he thought about asking you out, he thought about your shoulder. How even now, even though it's healed, he can still see the scars he left on you. He knew he didn't want to hurt you again, so for the past 2 weeks, he's been trying to avoid you; trying to stop everything before he gets too attached, before he hurts you again.
He couldn't hurt you again.
"AXEL!"
Axel jolted out of his daze in an instant. Demyx bursted into laughter at Axel's shocked, horrified, and just plain hilarious expression. Just as Axel stands to give Demyx a piece of his mind, a teacher rounds the corner rapidly.
"Hey! If I hear you two again, I will personally kick you out of here and walk you down to the Dean. Do I make myself clear?"
"Sure do teach," Axel beams, making sure to flip off the teacher when he turns his back to leave. After nodding to himself, he turned his attention back to Demyx. "Look what you did! Now he's gonna be watching us the rest of class you dimwit!"
Demyx opened his mouth to speak, and then stopped. He felt his head, and then turned around to face the window. Axel watched un-entertained as Demyx fixed his hair that had gotten messed up while he was laughing at Axel. Axel tapped has fingers on the table, patiently waiting (for once). Demyx moved one more piece of hair, winked at himself, then turned back to Axel.
"Anyways Axel, I think you should rethink asking (Y/n) out. You don't even have to ask her out; just bring her on a date for Valentine's Day. Then, if things go well, you can take it to the next level, y'know?"
Axel looked down at his palm. He began clenching and un-clenching his fist, imagining an outcome that wasn't very pleasant.
But then he thought of your smile.
Your eyes.
Your hair.
...Just you...
"You're right Demy, it can't hurt to try," Axel smiled as he looked up at an excited Demyx.
"Perfect! Okay, it has to be a movie date, because I just so happen to work there and I need to stalk you two. I might be able to get you free tickets, or even-"
"Hang on, movies is a good thought, but I have a great idea for asking her to prom," Axel proclaimed with a smug look on his face.
"Prom?! I thought this was just a Valentine's date!?" Demyx exclaimed, extremely confused.
Axel didn't answer, just rested his head in his hand and thought about you. He was being stupid...he liked you too much to just let you go like that...and he was going to prove it to you...today.
~ Same day, 7th period, math class ~
You woke up to a math book being slammed on your desk. As you follow the book's path to its owner, you realize Mr. Luxord, your math teacher, had dropped it. Still a little dazed from your nap, you picked up the book and held it out to the teacher.
"Here ya go, Mr. Luxord, I think you dropped it on my desk," you end with a smile.
Mr. Luxord, being a pretty cool teacher, simply said, "Don't leave when the bell rings," and went back to the front of the class. You stare ahead in confusion and put the book back on your desk. 'I didn't think I'd ACTUALLY get in trouble for falling asleep in class...and what am I supposed to do with this book?'
Shrugging your shoulders, you put your head in your hand and try to focus on the board. As soon as you think you might be getting it, the bell rings and class is over.
You walk up to Mr. Luxord's desk and, without even waiting for him to look at you, say, "I'm not in trouble right? I really didn't mean to fall asleep, and I was just trying to be polite with the book thing. And if I have to be in trouble then I'll be in trouble, but I just hope you don't hate me, because math is my favorite subject and-" "Alright, alright, that's enough (Y/n). Frankly, I don't have time to stay after school to watch you in detention; I have a poker tournament almost every day after school..." He then hesitated and looked up at you. "No one else needs to know that. Not to mention that I really don't want to stay after. You are one of my favorite, and surprisingly best, students, so don't think I hate you. I just want my students to pay attention in class, okay? Tell you what, I can't just let you off with nothing, so why don't I write a couple problems down with what we learned today in class, and you solve them real quick and then go to your last period class. I'll help you if you don't understand something."
"Okay, that's fair. Thank you Mr. Luxord!" you beam as you rush over to your desk and await the problems. 'I hope I get these done quick, I wanna see if Axel will talk to me today...he's been weird lately...'
~ Same day, last period, gym class ~
"Axel! You're supposed to STOP THE BALL from going in the net, not just stand there and look pretty!" Mr. Leon shouted from across the gym.
Axel looked up and gave him a thumbs up, although he didn't intend to play goalie at the moment. He was too worried about you. 'She was definitely here today, I saw her walk out of her homeroom class...not that I was looking...' Axel sighed as yet another ball went past him. 'I hope she's okay.'
"Axel, come over here please," Mr. Leon beckoned to Axel. Axel slumped over to his teacher, trying extra hard to not be in a hurry. "Look, you seem more out of it than usual today. Also, you haven't done any physical activity at all today, which is kind of the whole point of gym class. There's about," Mr. Leon looked down at his watch, "10 minutes left of class. I'm gonna have everyone start to clean up, why don't you go run...let's say 5 laps outside, alright? Then everyone will be happy...everyone meaning me. Okay, hop to it!"
Axel left, without even giving one of his usual snarky comments. He hung his head low and dragged himself outside. "...Fuck...fucking shit...where the fuck is she?" Axel started sprinting, for he was getting fired up and he wanted a way to let off steam before he did something he regretted.
~ Meanwhile, in the gym ~
"Hey teach!" you beamed as you waltzed into the gym.
"Well well well, look who finally decided to show up. Do you have a pass, Lone Freshman?" Mr. Leon asked, tapping his foot with an amused look on his face.
You reached into your pocket and produced the pass Mr. Luxord had given you. "~But of course, Mr. Leon. I wouldn't dare show up without one~" you said with your best British accent.
Mr. Leon let out a little chuckle. "Good, good. Well, I hate to let you off the hook from gym completely today, so why don't you go run some laps, too. Let's say...5? 5 is good. Now go, before I make you run more."
"Aye, aye captain!" you say, full of enthusiasm and with a hint of pirate.
"And stop with all the accents! You're creeping me out!" Mr. Leon yelled after you as you bolted out of the gym.
As soon as you reach the field, you look around and take in your surroundings. 'Hmmm, I want to walk, but the bell might ring before I finish...what to do, what to do...' At that moment, you spot Axel rounding the second corner of the field. 'Haha, he can't escape from me this time!' you think as you began bolting across the field, not even worrying about running around it.
By the time you reach the other side of the field, Axel is about 30 feet away, and still unaware that you are out there with him. 'I know,' you think, 'I'll jump on his back and force him to carry me the 5 laps! It's perfect!'
You slow your sprint to a fast walk so that you can stay as quiet as possible. When you get 5 feet behind him, you feel a certain heat coming off him. A familiar heat, one that makes your (e/c) eyes widen in fear. You stop in your tracks and watch Axel, waiting for the worse to happen.
Axel, still not knowing that you're there, takes a sharp right turn. He runs straight up to a tree, stops, takes a deep breath, and then punches with all his might.
His hand, that same hand that hurt you, pushes right through the tree; the immense heat burning the bark like it was nothing.
Axel takes another deep breath, pulls his fist out of the tree, and let's it fall to his side. He sighs, realizing the damage he had just done, and turns around. He keeps his head down, ashamed and fearful of his powers.
You swallow, and work up the courage to make something come out if your mouth.
"A-Ax? Are you okay...are you...stable? Or should I...should I leave..." You back up slowly as you say this, trying to subtly get as far away from him as possible.
Axel's head snapped up when he heard a voice, and when he realized it was you, a look of pure happiness overcame his face. The heat of his powers escaped him instantly, and in its place was a heat that rose to his cheeks, producing a blush. "(Y/n), I'm so glad you're here! I have to talk to you about something!"
Axel waited for you to return the excitement, but you're expression remained the same, one of fear and confusion.
"(Y/n)?" Axel started up again, "You okay?" He watched as your eyes twitched from him to something slightly to the right of him. He followed your shifty eyes, and saw the hole he had just recently created. "Oh, I'm so sorry (Y/n). I didn't know you were there. You must've snuck up on me or something, I had no fucking idea. Had I known I never would've done that. Actually, I wouldn't have even been mad, *considering you were the entire reason I was mad* …But I didn't know you were there so I was mad and…I was just aggravated and I wasn't sure if I was gonna see you at all today and it was so important that I saw you today. Not to mention Demyx was annoying the hell outta me but then he helped me and my mind is racing around in circles right now and and...oh! I'm fine now! I was heated up a second ago, as you can probably tell, but once I saw you it just...melted away," Axel ended his rant with a smile, looking longingly at you; this innocent girl that seemed to make everything okay. He walked slowly up to you and slid your hands into his. "I'm sorry I scared you. Are you okay now?"
The minute Axel had smiled at you, you knew you were okay; you knew he was okay. A blush had crept up to your face when he wrapped his hands around yours, for you never thought that this hard-hitting senior would ever show this sort of sweet affection. Your (e/c) eyes shifted to the ground as your blush spread more and more across your face. "I," you clear your throat, "I'm okay. I'm good. I'm great."
Axel let out a sigh of relief, glad that he could finally ask you what he had wanted to the whole time. Your eyes widen as a giant hand full of warm comfort cups the side of your face. Axel lifts your head up to him, so that you're staring right into those serene emerald eyes.
"Go to the movies with me tonight? I'd be really happy if you would be my valentine, and if you say yes, then I'd like to spend the rest of the day with you..." Axel fidgeted and shifted his gaze for a second; afraid for the first time that he would get rejected. As he turned back to you, he produced a very large and goofy grin. "So, hopefully-soon-to-be-valentine, is it a date?"
You stiffen up, realizing that this is the moment you have been waiting for since you first laid eyes on him; a chance for him to be yours; a chance for you to be his. 'Oh shit! Is this really happening?! Should I try to answer all cute or should I go for a more sexy approach... hmmm... no, I should just be myself.'
"Tell you what," you start off, relaxing with every word and your mouth forming into a smile. "If you give me a piggyback for the whole 5 laps, then I'll be your valentine and go to the movies with you."
Axel stares at you blankly for a second, and then throws his head back in laughter.
"Alright sport, you got yourself a deal."
