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Roxas looked around Axel's shoulder, a blush prominent on his face.

"Uh, hey mom. Back so soon?"

"Yes, I am.' Roxas' mother said through gritted teeth. 'And just what are you up to?"

Axel rolled of Roxas and picked up his shirt.

"Were just hanging out." Axel said nonchalantly as he pulled the shirt over his head.

"Just. Hanging. Out. Is that what you kids call it these days?" she asked, trying not to lose her temper in front of the guest, or whatever you wanted to call him.

"Um, I think I'd better be going. Ill call you later Roxas." Axel said wearily as he grabbed his jacket from the floor.

"Yeah, bye." Roxas said, not really thinking. He grabbed his shirt and tossed it into the dirty clothes basket. Getting out of bed, he walked to the dresser on the other side of the room and opened the top drawer. Pulling out socks and a pair of boxers, he closed the drawer and opened the second one. He pulled out a white shirt. After closing that drawer, he opened the last one and pulled out a pair of black pants. After gathering all the items of clothing in his arms, he started toward the bathroom. His mother blocked the door with her arms crossed over her chest.

"Mom, please move."

"And just where do you think your going?"

"To take a shower."

"I don't think so! Were gonna sit and talk about this. Who was that boy and what the hell was he doing in your bedroom in your bed? I want some answers and I want them now!" Roxas' mother was working herself into quite a little snit.

"Mom, calm down. He's just a guy. No big deal. Now can I go take a shower?"

"Of course not! And what do you mean 'just a guy'? Why didn't you tell me you were gay? It is so a big deal. I don't want you gallivanting around with 'some guy' that I don't even know. Why cant you be like other teenagers and like a good respectable girl? God, what will I tell everyone? Ill be the laughingstock of the bridge club! How could you do this to me? Why Roxas, Why?" tears were running down her face by now.

"How could I do this to you? How can you even ask that? You're my mother for Christ sakes! Your supposed to be there for me no matter what, not judge me. Jesus Christ! I cant believe you! How could you do this to me? Frig this, im done. Im taking a shower than im gone."

"No Roxas, your not gone, im kicking you out! Take your fucking shower, pack up your shit, and get out of here. Whatever isn't gone within an hour, im chucking out. Good riddance!" she stormed away, leaving Roxas in her wake.

As Roxas mechanically walked towards the bathroom, he thought back on all that had just happened. He had just been disowned by his own mother. Where was he gonna go? What was he gonna do? As he striped off his pajama pants and boxers, he debated on where to go. Stepping into the shower, he turned on the cold spray. The only thought going through his head was: 'Now what?'

A/N: yes, im gonna start leaving authors notes now. Well this one was a little longer, nice ending huh? I haven't been able to write a 5th chapter for ever, than today, the day before thanksgiving, I had an inspiration. Roxas gets kicked out, how's that for a plat twist. Don't worry, things will get better. I have a busy couple of days ahead of me, so I dunno when ill get time to write chapter 6. If you have any questions, feel free to IM me. My yahoo is jellybean200906 And my AIM is Rika04607 I look forward to hear from yall!

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