Pairings: AkuRoku I guess.

Disclaimer: Don't own Axel or Roxas or Twilight Town. You get it.

Rating: T.

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There he was. A boy about the age of fifteen lifted his hand up and waved to me grinning. Oh Roxas! I knew that was a horrible horrible dream!

"Mmm Roxas! I've missed you! I had the most terrible dream ever!" I clung to my friend dearly and kissed his cheek. " You were a little kid! And you called me a clown!" Roxas Roxas Roxas! I love me some Roxas. I love me some teenage Roxxass-

"Mister Axel, what are you doing?"

"Huh?" I shook my head to find myself attached to a street lamp. What? Where is my teenage Roxas! I was afraid to look down, to see..Damnit. " You..what just happened?" I let my arms slip away from the pole and fall to my sides.

"I dunno, but your ice cream is melting." The seven year old Roxas pointed to my ice cream while licking his contently.

I must have spaced out, yeah..It's really hot in Twilight Town. I should make a note not to wear this leather coat here anymore. Eww, my hand is all sticky from this ice cream shit. Get it off!

I shook my hand violently sending specks of blue flying onto my little buddies face.

" Hey! Knock it off loser!" He snapped, wiping at his cheek. " Get a napkin from the lady at the stand."

I looked over my shoulder to see a plump woman with blonde hair giving ice cream to a little girl and her mom." Sorry, be right back, kay?" I got up and started to walk over to the cart. " And DO NOT move!"

"Kayy!" His voice seemed to get more squeaky by the minute.

I arrived at the cart and politly asked for a napkin. "Yo' lady. I need a napkin like now. Thanks." Well..I thought it was polite..

The woman before me simply nodded and bent down behind the cart. She then emerged with, yay! Napkins! I swiped one from her and began wiping at my hands. My ice cream was so melted that it was just the stick left..pft. Lame. I tossed it on the ground, not really caring if she thought it was right of me to do or not.

I waved my hand and said thanks again, then turned around. I was about to walk away when I heard her soft voice asking me something. Damn, what do you want lady? Can't you see I have better things to do? " Excuse me?" I let my body turn itself back around to face her.

"I asked if that little boy was your son." She smiled and nodded her head twords my now little Roxas. I've grown accustom to calling him that. Little Roxas. Heh, cute. Ew..these are not manly thoughts. What was I trying to do again..? Oh right! The ladys questtiioonn.

"I'm sorry...what?" I totally forgot what she just asked me, and now she looked a little bit annoyed.

"Is that little boy your son?"

My son? You bitch. He use to be my golden haired hero of love until he turned into a tiny little brat!" Uhm..no.."

"Oh, sorry! You two just look so close."

What are you saying woman, that I am gay? Is that what you are saying? That I'm gay with a seven year old little boy who does nothing but poke fun at me and cry? "I should burn you..you and your napkins.."

"Excuse me?"

Shit. Did I say that out loud? Mann. " Oh..OH! I'm..I ment to say..I uhm..I should learnn..to..listen to you and your napkins..better..?" Smooth buddy, real smooth.

She pointed her finger twords where Roxas was sitting and frowned. "Your little friend is leaving."

Yes. That is my little friend sitting over-what? I spun around on my heel to see Roxas skipping off down the street. Now look what you did woman! You talked to me so long that my little Roxas is running away!

"Roxas!" I began to run twords him, panting because it was just making me feel hotter.

He stopped for a moment, then giggled, the started running again! You little bastard! This is not friggin tag! "Roxas come on! This isn't a game, get the hell back here!"

I saw people on the streets give me dirty looks, and immeaditly stopped. What? Some lady whispered to her husband..all I could make out was. " Running away from that strange man..do something."

Weeell.. I guess it does look pretty weird for a grown man to be chasing after some kid, telling him to 'get the hell back here.'

I put my hands out in front of me and smiled akwardly. "S'all right guys! I'm not trying to rape him. Honest!"

The lady gasped and her husband shook his head. " If I was that little boy, I'd be running from you to, you freak!"

Bad move. Baaad move. It's all good though. I can handle name calling." Yeah.."

The man screamed as his pants seemed to..oh I don't know..MAGICLY catch on fire. Hehe. I then began running again after my little Roxas.

What? I said I could handle name calling..just never said I could handle it well.

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Yay! A longer chapter this time! And two updates in ONE night, I'm goood.

Yada Yada, won't bore you anymore than I already have with this story.