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Chapter 3: New Student Scare

Luckily beyond anything else, the bathroom was empty minus the sound of Roxas' soft panting, his face painted with an utter stare of red; how could one new student make such an impression on him? His hands raked through his hair viciously as he tried to get him out of his head, "Damn…why is someone like him have to come into the school right now…I can't…I can't…I can't get him out of my head, my heart's racing fast, I'm sweating, I feel as if my heart would explode" his mind started to calm down as he started to come and almost conclusion, I never had these feelings when I was around Namine…it seemed right…but…no, no, no, I can't be feeling something for this guy, I hardly know him…I can't be gay, I can't be gay, Mom would disown me…

"Come in here often to hide out from the new guy?" that cocky tone of voice seemed almost too easy to not realize it was the new guy from class, his hand rested on the top of the bathroom stall door as came in and kneeled in front of Roxas, "…Some 'Welcoming' committee you sure are…"

Roxas wanted to push past him, but he felt glued to the floor, "…I felt ill, is that a crime now?" his eyes leered up at the emerald ones, but the emerald ones seemed to light up as the man's hand brushed up against Roxas' face, "What are you…"

His fingers were brushing over the deepening blush on the boy's face as his thumb traced the lining of his eyes till his fingers were resting around the boy's chin, he seemed to be reeling him in, and Roxas seemed strangely comfortable with it as his eyes closed, but they shot open as soon as he felt hot lips on his own.

"W-What are you doing?!" he nearly screamed as he pushed the man's hand away, but he caught it as he caught his wrist and pinned them both up behind his head as he pushed him back onto the stall toilet, Oh god…I'm going to be man raped in the school bathroom!

"…Checking out the local affair…you're rather cute, compared to the half dozen girl's who've tried to get in my pants at my last school," his smile was cocky and quirky, almost seemed to be like a snake charming its way into the mind of Eve all over again, "…And I'd have to say, you aren't half bad a kisser; I wonder what other parts of you are just as good."

His eyes roved down to the boy's top as he straddled him on the toilet, his fingers working the boy's shirt open, as his head rested in the crook of the boy's neck, nipping him harder, suckling each spot he nipped. His tongue was amazing, it was as if he knew what he was doing as it worked up behind the shell of his ear; his hands were almost as amazing as they worked across the flesh of the boy's chest, the moment his fingers brushed his bumps, he felt the boy buck, and nearly moan out under him.

His fingers brushed again as he felt buck again, "…Sensitive much?" he moved his nipping kisses towards the middle of the boy's throat and as he was about to get down to the middle of his chest; he felt resistance.

"…I'm sorry…I have a girlfriend and I'm not the least bit interested in guys…sorry for any mix signals I may have sent," Roxas felt like he had just whored himself out for a man who had intentions to take him on that toilet without any regard, "…Excuse me."

He moved as he buttoned his shirt back up as he made sure that the hickeys he knew the new guy had left on his neck weren't showing as he pushed open the door and headed back for class, …God, I have sinned…smite me for my sin before word leaks out that I almost got to second base with a man who may not seem as straight as a telephone pole…

The rest of the day seemed like it wouldn't end and even still as he walked home; his friends watched him leaving to go home, "Something seems odd about Roxas, it's not like him to go home moping more then usual," Hayner was the first to remark as he watched the blond walking home.

"He was only the happiest when we were little kids, as he's gotten older, his mom has become a bigger and bigger town whore of Babylon, I wish there was something we could do to make him happy like that again," the brunet from before furrowed her brows as she worried about the boy.

Gossiping as usual was Namine talking with her typical crowd; she was still trying to get Sora to just go one night with Roxas, but the more she pushed the more he was willing to push away from her, "So, who is this guy you say you're screwing? I've known you most of your life and I know the people you hang with, so, spill, who is he?" she was determined to get an answer out of him.

"You sure are a persistent little she devil, it's a wonder that Roxas hasn't dumped you yet," whenever someone said something she didn't like hearing; she would resort to slapping them.

"Bite your tongue," she would have struck him again had a hand grabbed her wrist as her soft blue eyes turned back to see platinum silver hair and mint green eyes staring down at her, "Just who the hell are you?"

She wretched her wrist away from the man's grasp as he spun her around so she was staring into his eyes, "…I'm Sora's boyfriend you little prissy poodle…you strike him again, I swear to you, I'll make you wish you weren't at this school," his voiced was dark, metallic and hinted at jealousy.

"Riku…" the brunet snapped at the boy, "Let her go, she's just a friend…who doesn't know when to hold her words back behind that mouth of hers."

"Tch, I don't need this," she pushed away from the table as she headed for Roxas' house, she needed something to cuddle with and make her feel better; the only way she would get it, would be by forcing Roxas to make her feel better.

Once he got home, he found a note posted to the fridge:

Roxas,

Gone out with an old co-worker, will be home whenever, you know the drill; no girl's over…what so ever. If you do have one over, protection is needed if you are planning anything with the girl.

Whatever,

Mom

He took no time in just ridding the fridge of the eyesore as he dunked in the trash, "Same to you too, Mom, whatever," his voice edged on the point of pure and utter, why do I even give a damn anymore about you, and sarcasm.

The answering machine was blinking and his only response was to give it a sign that he wasn't interested in whatever it had to spill out and that there wasn't any chance anytime soon that he would get to the message as he flopped onto the sofa to stare at the T.V. but the sounds of a knock at the door was going to interrupt his time alone, "It's open!"

"Not much of a form of security you got there blond one, or do you care that possible rapist, murders, and other possible problems could be walking into your house?" that same arrogant, cocky, attitude seemed to ring out as clear as day as Roxas sat up on the sofa, his eyes grazing up over the top of the sofa, "Well?"

Why, of all people, he wouldn't have minded Hayner and Olette, especially Pence to come over, on a good day, he wouldn't have minded Namine dropping by, but the sight of the red head made his blood boil, "Do you make it a daily thing to follow home guys you pin in the bathroom in hopes you can score with them, even if they're aren't gay?" his eyes watched him for any change in mood, "Or is it you're a stalker, but you're really bad at it?"

The spiky red spikes of his head shook with his head movements, "Are you always this charming, or did I just catch you on a good day?" his tongue clicked against the inside of his cheek as he rested his arms on the back of the sofa, his head was the next thing to rest on the sofa back, "…So, does my little blond escapade hostage have a name?"

"How about, never in a full moon will I ever tell you my name, jackass?" if Roxas' hand could've been a guillotine blade, it would've lopped the man's head off right where it lay as he went to swing his hand up to whap the man in the head, but once again; he was caught off guard, "LET GO OF ME!"

"Not till you say the magic word…or I get tired of watching you squirm…" his smile was so intoxicating, it oozed every bit of his snake charming like charm; if he could, he could've wooed birds from the trees to nest with bees, "…So, a name, or else, I'm gonna keep you like this and keep torturing you till I get a name…"

Roxas knew better then to let into arrogant, punk ass jerks that were much like this guy, his mood changed as he scoffed, "What am I, Rumplestilksin?" this didn't earn him a chance away from the man as he felt the man's teeth graze his neck in the same spot from that afternoon, "S-stop…"

"Why…you think you'll learn to like it if I keep doing it enough…tell me your name and I won't have to get you naked and unable to walk for the next three weeks," his nose nuzzled in against the back of his ear as lips pursed around the lobe, taking all of him in as the other started to travel southwards into places unknown, "…Now, I've told you mine in class…I just want to get know my fellow classmate…"

He felt trapped, he knew he should fend this guy off, he could just rape him without regard, go along his way, and then act as if it didn't happen the next time they crossed paths in the hallway, "…D-Do you plan…to molest…all your classmates like this?" his body was unconsciously moving up closer against the back of the sofa, "…Or is it just the smartass blonde's that get you off?"

The man let up as he crawled over the top of the sofa, straddling the boy on it, his hands pinned up where they had been in the bathroom stall as his emerald eyes gazed deeply into Roxas' eyes; he could see the hurt in his eyes, the pain he would go through with living with a screwed up Mother. Taking advantage of such of a cute, but screwed up kid, was never his style as he let him up, shifting off him as he headed for the door.

"Just testing you and I also brought by something you left in class," he pointed to a notebook that contained the Business Ethic's homework he managed to leave in class, "Do I hear a 'Thank You'?"

He curled his fingers around it as he thought he would shred it like a wild animal as he gave him a soft voiced, 'Thank You' before heading to the door to let him out, "…Is this some sadistic game you play to get off when you can't some guy you don't even know to drop his to get your kicks? That's just sick," he kept his gaze away from him, thinking this guy was nothing more then a guy looking to get off on another guy, "…I don't swing that way, so don't g---"

"Shut up…" the man's lips caught Roxas' spiteful filled ones as he seemed to push him against the grain of the doorframe; Roxas' eyes at first were wide with surprise, but after what seemed forever, he could feel his body caving in as he wrapped his arms around the man's neck, "…And you said you weren't into guys, damn hypocrite."

He pulled away after nipping at Roxas' lower lip, his fingers working the boy's waistline as he teased at the idea of sneaking a peek at what he would be working with, but, pushing it too far in one fell swoop would ruin the romance of it all.

"…I'm not a hypocrite…I-I-I'm just not sure yet if I can really follow through with something like what you want out of me…Namine would kill me and spread it around that I'm gay for some guy whose probably out of my league," he clammed up right then and there; he had never said such words and made him scared, but the feeling the man's arms around him, holding him close so that his senses were enticed by the smells that wafted off him, "…I'm scared…I've never felt this way before…"

Axel's hands cupped at the boy's face as he brought them upwards towards his gaze as softly spoke to him, "…It's alright to be scared…it's the only way to prove you're truly human, and defines you from all the assholes out there in the world," his lips softly pecked at Roxas' again as he turned to leave but Roxas soft fingers brushing the man's wrist made him momentarily stopped, "…What?"

"…When…when did…when did you realize you weren't in it for girls…that they didn't interest you…what told you, that you weren't normal?" his voice was flat and shaky, he wasn't use to these new feelings; he would've taken Axel right in that moment, but he wasn't ready for that step; the step of taking him into his room, and having him show him what it was like to be a different human, "Was it the first time you tried to make love in bed with a girl that you realized that it wasn't right?"

Axel seemed confused, but he could tell the boy was more then confused, he was curious beyond all doubt, he softly rolled his eyes as he pointed at the sofa, working a cigarette out of his shirt pocket, "Sit on the couch and wait for me, after I have this smoke…I'll come back and tell you everything, and if you aren't too turned off by my story…maybe we can talk about 'us'."

Everything was spinning, was this actually happening, was he actually going to find out if he was truly gay? That everything he had lived for was a lie that even though Namine was the hottest girl on campus, could it be that even when she was riding him in the bed; that he couldn't see her in that image, that he was seeing someone else? Not another girl, but…a guy? He walked over to the sofa and sat down, more like laid down; this was too much …What have I walked into?

"…Who had thought I could get him to react like that, and I hardly know the kid," Axel seemed proud of himself as he grinned through the cigarette in his lips, but the sight of something blonde working its way towards Roxas' house told him that he had to get out of here, Time for me to get out of here before Hell breaks loose up in here.

With a flick of his wrist, the cigarette was put out and he was on his way.

Maybe another time I'll tell you my life story…right now, I need to get out of here before I step on someone's toes.

Namine was walking along with another individual, but it wasn't the same blond she was always hanging off of, the blonde's hair was wilder then Roxas' and his outfit proved he was more of a surfer then anything else, "So, you sure that Roxas won't get pissed that we're hanging out," the blonde seemed worried as he saw Roxas' house coming into view, "I don't need some jealous boyfriend on me."

"Shut up about him, believe me, I've got him so worked over that there is no way he could care less if I'm with another guy," Namine's charm could woo any guy, and leave Roxas unaware she was seeing others behind his back, "…So, how about we go back to your place and talk about us so more…with a little bit of music, and see where it goes from there."

The blond didn't seem to worried about it now, he wasn't dense to her words as he wrapped his arm around her waist as they made it towards his house; Roxas was in his own home alone, thinking the red head would return, but as the night was slipping into the place of day. He knew he wasn't coming back as he set about making his own dinner, and waiting the hours out for his mom to get home.

"I should've known better then to trust a smooth talking snake, that's how I got roped in with Namine…"pots slammed against the stove top, water rushing into pots as they hissed under the flame, his anger was fueling the reaction of the makeshift meal, "…Do I have 'take me for all I'm worth without regard for my feelings' stamped on my forehead? Am I that big a blond to be reeled in by words and then to just be let go because I'm not worth anything?"

A string of profanity followed his anger as he sat down on the floor with his head placed against the back of the fridge, tears started to stream like a free flowing river as he raked his hands up through his hair, I'm sick of being used by people…especially red headed jackasses that think they can prove anything by one kiss…it didn't mean anything.

The phone was the next thing to ring besides the ringing alarms in his head that were screaming that second chances were made to be given to people like Axel as he just let the machine get it, "Hey Roxas, its your favorite Aunt, I guess you're busy studying…um, I guess I'll" the phone was picked up by the shaking hand of Roxas as he answered the phone.

"Hello…"

"Roxas? You okay?"

"…"

"Roxas?"

"…Sorry, I'm just having a really bad day…"

"Want to talk about it?"

"…Can you just come over…I could really use someone to talk to."

"Are you sure everything is alright?"

"…I don't know anymore, can you just come over, Mom isn't going to be home till who knows when, and I could really use someone to talk to…"

His voice sounded wracked with emotion as he placed the phone on the floor as the sound of the water boiling over into the burner as he buried his face in his knees, waiting for his Aunt to come over, "…This is the time I could use my Mom…if she wasn't a careless, heartless, bitch…"