After around two months of nothing, my writer's block is lifted! Yay! Plus the fact that I finished exams and will be graduating this thursday. So, with that out of the way, on with the ficcy!
Disclaimer: Still don't own Kingdom Hearts, but I do have a neat little Cid keychain :D
Aldrick, dressed in his work uniform, quietly hummed to himself, which was pretty pointless as the vacuum cleaner he was using drowned out the soft tune. Smiling to himself, the teen was suddenly confused as the appliance cut dead.
"I don't think I turned it off..." Following the cord, Aldrick could only wince as he noticed the end of the power cord being held in the hand of a slightly agitated Cid in a mechanics uniform and grease patches on his face.
"What are you doing?" the mechanic asked, causing the gray-eyed teen wince again. After the whole ordeal with his father, Aldrick was allowed to be emancipated from the drunkard, and Mrs. Highwind and her son offered the teen a place to live. Aldrick said maybe after he earned some money, but Cid immediately told him that he didn't have to pay to live with him.
The smaller teen quietly said "Well...I don't want to just mooch off of you and your mother..."
Dropping the cord, Cid walked over and bopped Aldrick on the top of the head, a cocky smirk on his face. "We invited you. It's not mooching. Besides, you don't have to do anything."
Aldrick nodded and smiled, and Cid walked upstairs to his room, saying "I reek and am going to shower. Mom should be in in a few minutes."
As soon as the teen heard the door shut, he heard the front door open, and in walked Mrs. Highwind with grocery bags in her arms. "I swear, that son of mine can be so frustrating. I asked him to help, and he complains that he stinks and runs off. Oh, hello Aldrick."
Waving to her, Aldrick put the vacuum away, not wanting to get a scolding from Mrs. Highwind, either. As he closed the closet door, he could hear the doorbell ring, and sighed. "I swear, if it's another person from school to check up on me..." Yes, word had gotten around, and quite quickly, too(cause we all know how fast gossip travels in high school). Multiple people had come to visit, only to say things like 'Did it hurt?' or 'I'm so sorry for you'. The teen had a high patience, but it was starting to wear thin.
Opening the door, but not paying attention to the person behind it, he quickly said "Yes, it hurt, it's nice that you're sorry, and no, you can't look at the bruises."
"Uh...Aldrick? I'm not one of those people..."
Now that he was actually paying attention, he caught the short blonde hair and sapphire eyes of the person, and immediately recognized the teen.
"Oh, sorry Roxas."
Putting on a pouty face(which even Aldrick had to admit was pretty cute), the even shorter teen said "You should be. Especially after not telling me."
Tilting his head to the side, the gray-eyed teen just let out a "What?"
"Why didn't you say anything about it? It's only three days away!"
Remembering it was the eleventh of November, and adding three to it, Aldrick quietly groaned. "It's not something I prefer people to make a big deal out of..."
"But it's your birthday! How could you not want people to make a deal out of it!"
Quietly shushing the sapphire-eyed teen, Aldrick said "Because, then people buy me gifts, and they don't need to spend money on me."
"So what's your point?"
"That, and I have to go to work at two..."
Getting a small glare from Roxas, the shorter teen said "Well, too bad. I'm taking you to lunch, since I have my license and Axel's car. You can walk to work afterwards, cause the place we're going to is close by it. And you're going to go, otherwise, I'll tell Cid about the fourteenth."
Hanging his head in defeat, the gray-eyed teen started to head inside, saying "Alright, alright. Let me go tell Mrs. Highwind and put on my shoes..."
Grabbing his shoes from by the door, Aldrick walked into the living room and found the mother of Cid watching a soap opera, her eyes watering and she held a box of tissues. "I'm going out to lunch, okay?"
Sniffling, Mrs. Highwind nodded, only saying "Just go tell Cid, otherwise he'll worry... No, Enrique! Don't sleep with that whore! You know it's Rachel who loves you!"
Giggling to himself, Aldrick slipped his shoes on and headed upstairs, knocking on the mechanic's bedroom door. "Cid? You still in the shower?"
Quietly walking in after getting no response, the teen looked around the room, taking it in for the first time. Yes, it was his first time actually seeing it, which, in Aldrick's mind, was pretty sad, considering his own room was right across the hall. The wall's, painted a dark blue, were covered with posters with lacrosse as their theme, and a large queen bed was centered against the back wall between the two windows. Stepping into the room, the teen could hear the shower running, and Aldrick took it as his chance to look around some more.
Not surprised to see a television with a Playstation 2 hooked up to it, the gray-eyed teen moved on to the dresser, which had a few bottles of cologne and a couple sticks of deodorant on it, along with a picture.
Picking up the picture and looking at it closer, Aldrick almost mistook it for Cid, but then realized that the man was too old to be the lacrosse player. /Must be his dad...looks just like him...\
"Uh...what are you doing..."
Aldrick dropped the picture onto the dresser, and looked up in shock to find Cid...in only a towel.
Blushing profusely at the sight of the older teen's muscular, which was still damp and shiny from the shower, to the strong legs and bulky forearms, Aldrick squeaked out "Roxas..."
Raising an eyebrow, Cid asked "Why'd you just squeak?"
Placing his hand over his eyes in embarrassment, Aldrick tried to calm himself down. /Now, it's going to be okay. All you have to do is speak in a tone below a dog whistle...\
After a second, but not removing his hand, the shorter teen quickly said "Roxas is taking me to lunch, and I'll be back after that and I go to work. Bye." And with that, the teen left the room, closing the door and leaning against for a second to try and not looked so embarrassed.
With that, almost like it was planned, Mrs. Highwind walked by to go into her room, a cocky smirk on her face, one that Aldrick thought was reminiscent of Cid, and said "Happy early birthday..."
Flabbergasted, Aldrick just walked outside and got into the red mustang that Roxas had borrowed from Axel, and left with the other blonde as he tried to figure out what Mrs. Highwind was trying to do.
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"So, what's your blood type?"(1)
"Huh? Where'd that come from?" They had just finished their meals, subs from subway, and out of the blue, Roxas seemed to want to know more about Aldrick, and decided to ask a question, only to get the older teen obviously confused.
"What's your blood type? If you answer, I'll answer a question you ask me. We'll do it like that, 'kay?
"...Okay. I'm A. What's Cid's blood type?"
"O...I think...no, it's B. Want to know mine?"
"Um...not really...why did you want to know mine, anyway?"
"I read somewhere that your blood type can determine your personality...and it's kinda right. Okay...your favorite food?"
"Pizza. You?"
"Sea-salt ice cream. Yum. Favorite music?"
"I listen to whatever. I don't really have a favorite. Ummm...favorite movie?"
"Brokeback Mountain(2). Your's?
"Mine's...wait. 'Brokeback Mountain'?"
"Answer my question first."
"Fine. Cursed. Are you...?"
Roxas cocked his head a little. "Am I what?"
Aldrick couldn't seem to help but ask. "...Gay?"
"Yep. You?"
Mentally sighing, Aldrick quickly answered. "Yes."
"Thought so."
"What do you mean 'thought so'?"
"Axel has extremely powerful gaydar. So, got anyone you like?"
"Not really..."
"Not even Cid?"
The gray-eyed teen's heart seemed to spasm at the mention of Cid. "N-No, of course not...wait, that was two questions."
"Sorry. You can ask two."
"How'd you find out my birthday?"
"IF we bug Zexion enough, he can find out just about anything."
"You aren't going to tell Cid about it...are you?"
"No. Oh, careful, it's almost two."
Looking up at the clock on the wall of the restaurant, and noticing it was five minutes to two, Aldrick quickly ran out the door, saying "Sorry! I'll talk to you again!"
Roxas smiled and waved, only to notice a very tall, very thin person in a black hoodie, with the hood up, of course, get up from a different table and sit across from him, saying "You know, he opened up pretty quickly to you."
Roxas smiled a little wider. "Of course, he trusts me. Now, take off the hood before someone calls the police because you look suspicious."
Taking off the hood, the man's wild red mane of hair fluffed out, and his emerald eyes were shining brightly. "You know, Roxy, it's amazing, the things you can get people to talk about."
As the two started to play footsies with each other, Roxas let out a small sigh as he pulled out his cell phone. "I told you not to call me that."
"Who're you calling?"
"Cid."
The feet stopped playing, and Axel stared. "You're not going to tell him..."
Smiling as he looked though the numbers on his phone, he simply said "Don't have to."
"Why not?"
"Who do you think told Zexion?"
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Aldrick, worn out from work and walking home, quietly slipped in the front door and locked it, hoping Cid wouldn't yell at him for not calling for a ride home, considering it was 7:30.
Taking off his shoes, and being thankful tomorrow was Sunday, he walked upstairs and into his room, planning on taking his shower the next morning. He flopped down on his bed, only to wince as he landed on something. Turning on his light, he noticed a small, and now slightly smooshed box, that sat on his bed, with a piece of paper nearby. Opening the box, he gasped as he looked upon a necklace with a small, silver angel hanging from it. Looking at the paper, Aldrick smiled as a tear rolled down his face.
Sorry, but I knew about your birthday. It's a little early, but, after what you've been through recently, I think it calls for it. I know it's not the exact one your mother wore, but...it's the closest I could find. Oh, and don't think you're getting off that easy. I know you didn't get a ride home, so expet to get yelled at.
-Cid
Smiling, Aldrick took a pencil from his nightstand, and scribbled a small message on the back. He then opened his door, and shoved the note under Cid's door, then proceeded to bed.
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Cid, who had been waiting for Aldrick to get home, quickly snatched up the note and read the back, only to smirk and roll his eyes.
You misspelled 'except'
-Aldrick
(1) The whole Japanese blood type personality thing. Wiki it. It's actually pretty interesting.
(2) I can so see Roxas and Axel watching this together...or am I the only one?
Yay! I'm not dead! Now, review, please! It'll still give that warm, fuzzy feeling inside that I know you want.