S c a r e d o f S i l c e n e
Axel opened up and said the only word on his tongue that would make him happy with his decision.
"Well of course, Roxas. And please, you can stop being so formal and call me Axel. A-X-E-L, Axel. I'd appreciate it."
"O-Oh, alright, Mr.-- sorry, Axel."
"Thank you."
So the two reached Roxas' bedroom, and when this came, Axel didn't know what to do. Would the beautiful blonde in front of him take that towel off? How long would he stay undressed? And many other questions flooded Axel's mind.
Roxas wanted to giggle, Axel looked so funny biting his lip like that. Like he was nervous. He also looked deep in thought, worried. And Roxas couldn't help walking over to him, of course the redhead didn't notice, for he was thinking. And when Roxas reached his side, he whispered 'boo' and began tickling Axel sweetly and gently.
"A-Ah! R-Roxas! Stop! Please!" Axel begged hopelessly while laughing.
"Ha ha ha! No way! This is too fun, Axel!"
"Agh! B-But what if, you're late?!"
"Oh my gosh! You're right Axel!" The blonde immediately jumped off of the taller man and went to work in his closet.
Axel was just happy to have the boy off of him, and sighed. He sat down on the boy's soft bed, and pulled out a notebook and pen he kept on his person at all times. Axel wanted to work on this poem collection he so desperately wanted to start.
"How do I love you?
Do you think it's true?
I only wish you knew
What I would do
To you
For you
Only if you
Loved me."
Axel had to re-read that at least ten times before he wondered why he was writing love poems like a head-over-heels sap. But then he looked up, at Roxas, who had put on a dress shirt and some boxer shorts already. And he looked simply amazing.
The shirt was a bit bigger than the person wearing it, and guessing that the blonde was already at the height he will remain over his lifetime, Axel believed that would never fit the blonde; at least, not without trying to shrink it first.
And Roxas, noticing that Axel was staring at him blankly, looked at the paper slipping slowly from his firm grasp. After reading it over, the petite man blushed. Was that about him? Roxas immediately shook his head, trying to think rationally. Of course it wasn't about him! Axel was just writing! He's author for god's sake! Of course he's gonna write beautiful love poems with no person to direct it at.
And he also mentioned writing a book! So he's probably writing it for that, nothing to do with you, Roxas. But a part of him, wished it did.
"I'm terribly sorry, Roxas! I didn't mean to stare." Axel had come out of his daze.
"It's alright, Axel. I don't mind."
"Okay… So, have you picked anything to wear?"
"Does that include something besides my shirt? Then yes."
The boy had on some black pants now. They really brought out how skinny his legs were. And Axel was staring again. But not for long, because he went back to his paper and wrote on the back of the other poem; and wrote yet another one.
"How do you make me so breathless?
I'm helpless.
But I really ought to care less.
Because I'm hopeless,
Hopelessly in love,
With you."
Axel smiled at his little romantic babbles and how useless they were. It wasn't like he really was in love right? He couldn't be. So he decided to leave Roxas for that day.
"Well, Roxas. It's been fun, but I'm afraid I must leave for now. I hope your meeting goes over well!" Axel grinned.
"Oh, alright then. Go on, thank you for letting me force you to stay. Ha ha…"
And the blonde felt… empty? As he watched Axel jump into his car and drive off, out of sight. Not to mention he also felt lonely now. But he had a job to do, and he had to go now. So after these last little preparations, Roxas drove away from home as well.
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"Sora, I swear Axel is gonna die, and it'll be our fault not trying to help him through it."
"Riku, this is a mental illness. We can't help him through, over, or out of anything. All we can do is comfort him, save him, and treat him like the friend he is. We can also tell him it's all going to be okay for as long as we know it is." The brunette had to reason with his boyfriend. He didn't know what Riku would do if he lost pretty much his best friend.
"Do…Do you think Roxas will be the…one? For Axel?" Riku questioned, hope in his distant voice.
"Maybe he will be. But I doubt it. At the dinner party, Roxas and he were very stiff you know. It wasn't exactly warming, and they looked almost as if they wanted to hurt the other. But all of that was just in the eye contact; I don't wanna know what they might have been thinking."
"Damn. Then we need to get someone for Axel…"
"I don't think it'll be easy.
"Axel is never easy, Sora."
And they shared a sad, but cheerful for the moment laugh.
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Zexion was looking for Demyx as Axel's car pulled into their driveway.
"Demyx! Axel's here! What are we going to do?!" The usually composed man yelled as loud as he could thorough the house, the most out of order he had ever been.
"Zexion, calm down. If Axel sees you panicking, he'll worry. That means more stress for him that he doesn't need right now."
"Alright…alright." And the lilac haired man took a few deep breaths and walked to open the front door for Axel. And Demyx followed.
"Hello, Axel! How are you today?" they both smiled warmly.
"I'm okay, as far as awkward situations go." The redhead smiled back.
"Oh, please tell us what happened?"
"Well, I went to Sora and Roxas' house to talk to Sora about this book I wanted to start writing; a poetry collection. Wouldn't that be fun?"
"Axel, the situation, not the dreams, please." Zexion added, noting how Axel was probably thinking about this new inspiration.
"Oh yeah, sorry. Anyway, I started just blabbing about that idea and though Sora was listening, but it turned out to be the boy from the party I was introduced to, Roxas."
"I see. Go on please?"
"You two are funny, how eager you are. But I'll go on. He wanted me to come in, so of course I did. And then he went to take a shower because he had a meeting to get ready for. So I was waiting, I even went up to see if he was there, but right before I reached the door; I went into frenzy. And the rest I don't remember because I can't ever remember my episodes, but I heard a faint voice. A beautiful one. It was so lovely, and I came back from my frenzy earlier than I would have. But I think Roxas was the one who saved me…"
"Wow…that's quite a thrill. Did he wonder about it?" Zexion inquired.
"No, because he had heard Sora and Riku talking about it over the phone before I came."
"Oh, and he wasn't scared of you, or weirded out at all?" Demyx's turn for a question.
"No, not a bit scared or anything. But he was worried for me. And I was very happy that he saved me. Now about the book I wanted to write…"
"Axel! Not until you tell us everything!" Zexion ordered.
"Fine, fine. We then went up into his room to…"
"Oh my god, axel! To what!?" Demyx yelled.
"To pick his clothes out for the meeting. While I was there he decided to tickle me, and then I wrote two poems."
"That's all?"
"Yes."
"Alright. Talk about that book now."
"Well, I wanted to fill it with poems, straight from my heart. And I wanted it to be perfect. I think it'll be real fun to make it because that means I get to write a lot. It'll take up my spare time!"
"We see. Can we read some of the poems you've already written?"
"Of course."
So Axel pulled out the two he wrote at Roxas' house and told them that he would show them the one at his house, which he left on his desk, later.
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"Good morning, Roxas!" called Hayner.
"Morning, Hayner." Roxas smiled back.
"How are you, Roxas?" asked Hayner's fiancé, Olette.
"I'm wonderful, how about you two? I'm so glad you are getting married!"
"We're good too. And thank you, but let's get to that painting now? Please?" Olette asked.
"Ha ha, alright. Shall we, Hayner?"
"Well, duh! That's what we're here for, Roxas!" Hayner smiled goofily.
"Don't talk so mean to Roxas! You're lucky he's doing this for free!" Olette nagged.
"It's fine, you know how well I dealt with Hayner's 'jokes' when we were younger. I'm used to it by now."
"Okay, if you say so."
"Going back to the painting though, what would you like the theme of it to be? Besides romantic, because that's general and obvious."
"Hmm… I think it should be like, little angels, like cupid or something. In like a big circle or something, that says 'forever' in the center." Hayner suggested.
"I like that!"
"Alright, I think I can do that for you." Roxas smiled.
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Sora and Roxas both made it home at the same time. Roxas was happy to see Sora and thought he should tell his twin about the Axel happening today. So he did, wholeheartedly.
"Sora, today that Axel person from the party came to our house, he wanted to tell you something, but realized I was the only one here. So he stayed with me a bit, and when I went to shower, he went into a mad fit, and I helped him out of it. Is that what you and Riku were talking about on the phone before you left?"
Sora sighed, defeated.
"Yes, that was what we were talking about. And you said you helped him? Calmed him down? How?"
"I just told him he would be alright, everything was okay, and that I was trying to help him. Things like that."
"Oh my god, lemme call Riku and tell him about this!"
Roxas was worried and rushed in after Sora, who frantically dialed the phone for Riku's number. And Sora gasped when Riku picked up.
"Riku! Roxas helped Axel out of a fit!"
"What?!" came the voice from the other line.
"Yes, Roxas helped Axel!"
"I'll be over there in a second; we can talk about it then."
And the conversation ended
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Axel was back at home, reading, writing. Alternating between the two vigorously. He was angry for some reason. So he picked up his pen for what seemed like the millionth time and wrote:
"My emotions flowing,
But only anger showing.
Getting my body going,
Looking into your eyes, glowing.
Now everything's slowing,
My sleepiness growing.
You kiss me good morning."
And he was pretty proud of that one. Though he didn't know how to categorize it. The other three he put into a romance pile. He would probably do the same for this one too. Or put it in a scrap pile anyway.
But after all this thinking, he fell asleep. And had a dream.
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Dream Scene:
Axel saw Roxas and ran over to the boy to say a friendly hello. He saw that the blonde was sniffling though, and asked what was wrong.
"Roxas? Are you okay? What happened?"
"Oh… H-Hello, Axel… I'm not sure what's wrong, just a little down, you know?"
"I see; is there anything I can do to help?"
"Yes."
"What can I do for you then?"
"Stay here. With me."
Axel couldn't deny Roxas. He's his friend, and he has to comfort him. Because Roxas comforted him after all. So Axel sat next to the much smaller man. Roxas immediately latched onto the redhead, burying his face into the taller man's shirt. And Axel just cradled him until he felt wetness on the spot where Roxas' face was.
"Roxas? Why are you crying? What happened?"
"I-I'm a terrible person, Axel…"
"Why? What makes you a bad person?"
"I…I fell in love with someone. Someone, who won't and never will, love me back…"
"Who? Who won't love you? You're a wonderful person. You have a great personality, you're talented, and I'd say you're very attractive, if it's not too awkward."
"It, it isn't awkward. And, well, it's funny that you say all of those wonderful things. Because the one I fell in love with, Axel is… you."
And the beautiful boy started bawling harder into Axel's chest again, Axel on the other hand, just sitting in shock. But when he realized Roxas was trying to worm away, he grabbed him swiftly, and clenched him close to his body.
"A-Axel? What?" Roxas trembled, and then began shivering.
"Its okay, Roxas. I… I've realized that; what and who I need have been with me for the past two days. And I was too blank to see that. I kind of, no. I definitely… No! I know that without a doubt, Roxas that I am so madly in love with you as well as you are with me. And I can say that proudly."
And with that, Axel proceeded to kiss Roxas gently, happily, and lovingly all at the same time. And he delightfully felt Roxas kiss him back. And it was heaven let loose. He felt so in love for the first time. And he thought about the fear of silence he had and how he would never have to face it again if he had Roxas forever.
Suddenly, he felt the kiss get deeper, his body getting hotter, and Roxas come closer. They needed to feel each other so they were getting rougher and more heated.
Axel got his tongue into Roxas' mouth and felt the blonde moan as much as he heard it.
"Haa…Axel…"
Axel replied with more tongue fighting and he then tugged on Roxas' shirt, a signal for Roxas to start taking it off. So Roxas broke the kiss to appeal to Axel's wishes and pulled his shirt up and over his head.
Axel growled when he saw the beautiful torso before him, reaching out and touching it made him groan. Then he brought his mouth over Roxas' firm, but soft stomach, licking gently and biting occasionally. Roxas just arched backward and moaned.
"Axel…Please…" Roxas moaned.
"Please what, Roxas?"
"Please, Axel… wake…"
"What? I don't understand Roxas."
"Wake up Axel!"
End Dream Scene
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"Wake up please!" He heard a distant, beautiful voice say. Probably Roxas.
"Y-Yes? Who…?"
"It's Sora, Riku, and Roxas." Came Sora's reply.
"Oh, why are you here? How did you get in?"
"Well, are we not welcome anymore, Axel? And as for how we got in, Riku and I know about the spare key hidden in your mailbox."
"Of course you guys are always welcome here! But you know that I would like a little warning first before you come into my house." Axel warned, not really wanting to have Riku and Sora's worrying heads in his emotions.
Maybe he was too busy thinking about the dream he had just had and why the hell it almost went the way it was heading. Toward rough sex with a lovely blonde. And even though Axel had a full blown erection, no one seemed to notice that he looked flustered and horny. Though Axel saw Roxas' wandering eyes land between his legs and notice the problem. He immediately gasped, blushed, and looked away.
Axel smirked for a brief, sweet moment. That is, before Sora began yelling.
"What's with that look?!" Screeched the brunette.
"Ugh… Nothing, just thinking is all, can you please leave? I'm not in the mood. I would like to sleep."
"Fine, we'll talk about it later then. Okay Axel?" Riku finally spoke up, trying to keep Sora from exploding most likely.
"Wait, Roxas, would you stay with me though?"
"Uhm… why not? I would be glad to stay for a while, Axel!" Roxas smiled brightly. And Axel beamed inside.
Sora and Riku just looked at the other with wide-eyes. Then they smiled, sly smiles, and then left without another word.
Roxas sat beside Axel as the tall redhead was still sprawled gracefully about his couch. The boy looked down at Axel's slightly softening erection and blushed again. He felt a little awkward and just decided to start their time with a quick conversation.
"So… what's that about?" Roxas nodded toward the now-almost-completely-soft penis, a faint blush apparent still on his cheeks.
"Oh. That thing? Just had a very naughty dream. Something that a gentleman shouldn't do. But I did anyway."
"I don't think I've seen you act so… interesting, Axel. Are you drunk?"
"Ha ha. I wish I was; that would be the easiest explanation for this strange feeling and these even worse actions."
"I see." Roxas then noticed the papers all stacked and separated with the poems on them. "Have you written anything else? It looks like you wrote a lot more."
"No, I don't think I have. It feels like every time I write one, I have a specific feeling that inspired that poem, but I just can't completely explain it on the paper in a good way. Also, how was that meeting with that couple and the painting business?"
"Oh, it went well. They were both long time friends of mine a couple of years ago. They seemed to miss me, but I feel kind of bad… because to tell you the truth, I don't think I missed them all that much." Roxas smiled sadly down at the carpeted floor. It was covered in dark red, blobby stains.
"That must be awful. Not missing people you were once so close to. Was it hard to admit to yourself? I know it would be for me…"
"Yeah… it hurt my heart… It made me feel like I was a cold-hearted person… I still feel like a terrible monster because of it."
"You are the least cold-hearted person I know. How about that?"
"H-Huh?"
"You make the sun shine. With your eyes so divine. I need you, my love. Say you do too."
"W-What was that?" Roxas asked, feeling his heart beating with nervous flare. What was Axel trying to say with that?
"Oh, nothing but a poem. I made it up just now. Can't describe the wonderful feeling I feel though.
"And what is that feeling?"
"Love."
"Oh, for who?"
"It's funny. You should know."
"What?"
"You should go home now, Roxas."
"I'll call Sora…"
And Axel just smiled.
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Sora drove over to Axel's house in anticipation. He was so nervous that Axel wanted to be alone with Roxas. They looked like they hated each other at first, but maybe Demyx is right? Roxas did sound nervous while talking on the phone. Maybe they had… No way! Not yet, Sora didn't know what he was thinking…
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Roxas was as scared as Sora was excited. The blonde was bombarded with questions regarding his stay for like, half an hour with Axel. And Roxas was getting angry at the kind of questions that were being asked.
"What did you guys do?"
"Nothing."
"Was it fun?"
"He recited a poem he wrote to me."
"Awww, that's cute! What did it say? Do you remember?"
"Kinda…"
"Ooh! Please tell me!"
"Uhm… I don't remember it well, but it was about love. A couple."
"That's sweet! Do you think he likes you?"
"No… Well… Actually, I… I don't know what Axel thinks of me anymore. He's very hard to read."
"Well, knowing you, Roxas; I'm sure you'll dig deep enough."
"What…?"
"Nothing, let's just go home."
And Sora smiled, and that was the end of the conversation.
Roxas just couldn't wait to get home and sleep.
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"Sora and Riku probably have this beautiful painting in the both of their heads with Roxas and I kissing in a romantic scene. But at this point, I don't know if I love that kid, or if he loves me." Axel spoke to himself.
Then he sat a while, and smirked to himself just as he went into a fit. But this time, in his head, all that was ringing around him was the sound of the blonde's voice cooing at him earlier. And he just kept smiling as he slammed himself repeatedly against his coffee table.
But his fit was interrupted by his neighbors calling the police on the loud banging his head was causing.
He was out of the fit by the time the police were there and one of them asked what the problem was. This policeman introduced himself as Xemnas Hartwell, and he seemed like a well man, so Axel began to talk.
"Well, I'm sorry for disturbing my neighbors, but I simply had writer's block. And we all know how frustrating that is!" And luckily for the smooth and very, very lucky Axel, they agreed kindly and left without giving anything but a kind warning.
And Axel was contently laughing as he realized that all of this shit was starting becasue he may have fallen in love.
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Yay! Finished another chapter!