Hey guys, it's been a long tiiiime. I know, I know, everyone wants more Fruba, but the honest truth is, I just can't write it anymore. I tried. I can't. SO… instead, I bring you my first yaoi!
YES, I REPEAT, THIS IS YAOI. IF YOU DON'T LIKE YAOI, USE COMMON SENSE. DON'T READ. KTHNX.
As I was saying, this is my first yaoi, featuring my favorite pairing! I won't say who it is though; I'll let you figure it out on your own. It'll become more obvious in later chapters anyway.
This story is rated M. Not because it's sex-filled in every chapter, much to your disappointment, but because it'll probably happen later. My first lemon! Awwww… :D
Another warning to all; THIS IS AN A.U. (Alternate Universe). I know, you're probably all bashing your skulls in at this point, but please, I do think it came out nicely.
Yes, my pacing sucks. Yes, I put a lot of drama in my writing. Please stop telling me things I already know, it's rather annoying. KBAI.
Well, without further adieu… -gulp- here's my first bit of writing in forever. Enjoy.
Roxas shivered as a chill wind swept over his bare arms, and pulled his scarf tighter around his neck. Long gone were the pleasantly warm days of autumn; traces of winter hung silently in the air. The sky was bleak, and piles of dead leaves littered the streets. Kicking off his board, Roxas cruised down the street. Sora, Riku, and he were to study together that afternoon, which probably wouldn't go well, considering Sora and Riku's limited attention spans. A few blocks away, however, something caught his eye. A building, not too unlike the others that lined the street, but this building stood out to Roxas. On the roof was bright, neon lights, which spelled out "The Grind", accompanied by a large artsy coffee cup with clichéd steam zigzagging from the top. "Since when do we have a coffee shop?" Roxas muttered to himself. He felt tempted to walk inside, but instead glanced at his watch. Another time, he decided. Riku and Sora were expecting him.
"Dude, Riku, you've got to hit this."
Riku glanced down at the coffee table, where the bright white powder laid out in neat, horizontal lines. Grinning, he got down on his knees and bent over, pressing his finger over his left nostril. Then, he proceeded to inhale the powdery substance, until he reached the end of the line. Almost instantly, he was hit by the familiar sensation; his heart fluttered, his vision became blurred, a tremendous amount of energy exploded inside him.
"Holy shit Sora, this stuff is potent! Where'd you buy this?" He asked his spiky-haired friend.
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you." Sora responded with a mischievous grin. "Awe, come on, tell me!" Riku insisted. But before Sora could respond, he burst out in laughter. "Professor Vexen!" He managed to say. Soon enough, Riku had joined him in his fit of hilarity. "The math teacher?!"
Suddenly, the door burst open, and Roxas' figure emerged. "Sorry I'm late guys." The blond responded, shifting his board to his other arm as he walked in. "I was-"
He stopped in his tracks when he spotted the white lines on the table.
His eyes traveled from the drugs, to Sora, then back again, as the scene finally registered in his mind.
"You said you quit!" He exclaimed. Riku laughed at that, and nudged Sora. "Lighten up, kid, he only had a little bit. You should try some too; it'll make you feel a lot better."
"Yeah Roxy, lighten up." Sora chuckled, nudging Riku back. Roxas, who found himself lost for words, turned, and ran back out.
'How could he?' Roxas thought, as he ran down the street. 'He promised me… he promised me he'd quit!'
Now it had begun to rain, an ironic touch to worsen his mood. Now he was miserable and wet. Seeking shelter, he found himself wandering into the same coffee shop he had noticed earlier that day. He found a vacant table in the back of the room, sat down, and began to cry. There was nothing he could do at this point, he realized. Sora was forever slaved to the tyrant known as cocaine. It was Seifer's fault too, he knew. Seifer had gotten Riku into drugs back in middle school. It wasn't long then before Riku pressured Sora into trying it.
"Hey, kid, you okay?"
Roxas slowly looked up at who was speaking to him. It was a man, not too much older than himself. He was tall and slim, with red, spiky hair, and bright green eyes, which had an upside-down triangle tattooed under each one. Behind him was another man; about the same age, same build. He had a light brown mullet, and blue eyes. Both men wore black shirts, with the same artsy coffee cup that was on the roof embedded on them, and black pants. The man with red hair wore an apron over his, with the words "The Grind" over the top, and the man with brown hair wore a black choker with short metal spikes, a black belt with metal studs, and a second belt decorated with music notes, topped with a treble cleft belt buckle. His arms were decorated with various wristbands and bangles, and Roxas noticed a tattoo of yet another music note on his neck.
"Y-yeah, I'm fine…" Roxas mumbled. He tried not to stutter, but he was shivering.
"You're soaking wet!" The man with the mullet pointed out. The other man walked to the other side of the room and disappeared behind the counter. A few moments later, he emerged with a bundle of clothes folded over his arm.
"Here, go change out of those."
Roxas was a bit hesitant, as he was being offered clothes by some random stranger, but after a moment, he grabbed the clothing and hugged it to his chest. "Uh… thank you." He muttered.
It was then, while looking for the restroom, that he was actually able to get a look at the place. It was pretty big for a coffee joint, with an L shaped counter, and a stylishly decorated dining room. All around him were orange tables and chairs, a vase with flowers atop each table. To his right were a fireplace, a stereo, and a small black coffee table, with a bigger vase with flowers, and a chess board. Then, directly ahead of him, was a hallway, which he found lead to the restroom.
While Roxas was changing, the man with the mullet sat and waited silently, while the redhead attended to some customers. After taking their orders, he brought two cups of coffee out to his co-worker, then went back to making the customer's drinks. The brown haired barista took a sip, then looked over at the bathroom, where Roxas was coming out, donned in a black-coffee-cup shirt that was way too big for him. He walked back over to the table where the man was waiting, and sat.
"Go ahead, drink some."
Roxas stared uneasily at the cup in front of him. The brown haired man chuckled. "We didn't poison it, you know."
Giving a little smile, Roxas went ahead and took a sip. It was good too, not that Roxas knew anything about coffee, but it had a nice, rich taste. The man watched him drink, smiling. "My name's Demyx, by the way." He said. "And his name's Axel." His, Roxas figured, meant the redheaded man.
"…Roxas." He mumbled.
"Huh?"
"My name. My name is Roxas." He said, a little louder.
"Nice name. Can I call you Roxy for short?" He said, smirking playfully. Roxas frowned at that, and was reminded of Sora. He had always called Roxas 'Roxy'. Demyx must have noticed that this had upset him, and laughed. "Kidding, kidding! Roxas is fine!"
An awkward silence followed, and Demyx looked down at his cup.
"Are… you okay? I mean, I couldn't really tell because you were wet, but it looked like you were crying. I guess it isn't my business, but…"
Roxas stared out the window. "No, it's alright." He said, then paused for a moment. "It's about a friend of mine. He… has a drug problem, and I just don't know what to do. I mean, he promised me he would quit, and he did for a really long time, but… he's doing it again. He's my best friend, and we've known each other since we were kids, and I…"
He paused again.
"I don't know why I'm telling you all this. I'm sorry… I guess I'm just a little shaken up over this whole mess."
It was then he became aware of Axel's presence. "Have you considered rehab?" He asked seriously, as he pulled up a chair.
Roxas took that moment to take another sip of coffee.
"No." He said, setting the cup down. "He won't even talk about his problem, let alone consider going to rehab. It's almost like… he knows what he's doing is wrong, but he doesn't want to acknowledge it."
"Then you need to talk to him. You need to sit him down, and have a long talk about it." Axel said, and another awkward silence followed.
"Hey." Demyx suddenly said, smiling. "Me and Axel have a gig at Superworld on Saturday. How would you like to come along?"
Superworld was an amusement park a few miles away. Roxas couldn't help but burst out laughing at the thought of them in clown suits.
"What's so funny?" Axel demanded.
"I'm sorry…" Roxas said between laughs. "I just… think you guys… would make great clowns!"
"Clowns?" The two men said in unison, looking at each other, then joining Roxas' laughter.
"We're not clowns." Demyx said, after calming down. "We're musicians." "That's right." Axel joined in. "Demyx plays the guitar, and I play the keyboard."
"Really?" Roxas exclaimed. "You're in a band? That's so cool!"
Demyx took another sip of coffee and smiled. "I'll take that as an 'I'd love to go with you guys!'" Roxas looked down shyly. "I guess… if it's no trouble…"
Just then, a customer walked in. Axel and Demyx got up.
"Well, we have a lot of work to do. So how about we meet here, Saturday morning?" Axel said, winking.
"Okay…" Roxas replied, and stood. Axel walked behind the counter, then returned a few moments later with an umbrella. "Take this. Wouldn't want you to get wet again." And with that, he began to walk back behind the counter.
"Wait." Roxas called after him. Axel turned around, and Demyx poked his head out from behind the counter. "…Thank you…" Roxas said quietly. "For listening. It really made me feel better."
"Anytime, kid." Axel responded, Demyx nodding in agreement.
Walking outside, however, Roxas' mood began to dampen. He knew that they were right; He was going to have to talk to Sora about his problem. Sighing, he opened the umbrella and began to make his way home.
Whew. That took a lot out of me. I haven't written anything in sooooo long. Many thanks to Kiri-chan for giving me inspiration, and pretty much forcing me to start writing again.
I'm sure you guys are like "WTF Sora is on t3h drugz?" Yeah. I told you this was an A.U. Get over it.
Anyways, see you next time:3
Kemi.