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"So you're from Twilight Town huh?" The guy from the hallway—who Roxas learned was named Axel—asked uncrossing his legs. Lucky for the previously mentioned blonde, Axel had been so drunk the previous night that he had no recollection of him.

"Uh… obviously." Roxas answered taking a seat on the couch facing the band. Axel was sitting in the very middle; on his right was a blonde with a crazy mull-hawk like hair style. On his left was a guy with long silver hair and a vicious glare. And next to him was a bored looking guy with purpleish blueish hair?

Axel laughed at Roxas' response. "Sorry, that was a rather stupid question. What I really want to know is how long have you lived in Twilight Town?" Roxas sighed pulling out his pen, paper, and tape recorder. "I'm supposed to be interviewing you, not the other way around."

Axel huffed; "come on, just answer my question!" Roxas rolled his eyes at the guy's childish attitude. "I've lived there my whole life." This caused Axel to perk up. "Really? Dem and I are from Twilight Town." He motioned to the blonde to his right.

Roxas gave them a questioning glance; he was pretty damn sure he would remember two characters that looked like that around his small town. Axel grinned; "we left when we were sixteen."

"Ran away." Demyx added.

Axel nodded; "yes, ran away. We came here to Radiant Garden to peruse our dreams of being musicians." Roxas nodded scribbling things down, glad that he and pressed record on his tape player. If Axel was going to give him an interview, where Roxas didn't have to awkwardly ask questions, the blonde wasn't going to complain. Axel smiled at the memory of their beginning. "It wasn't easy…" He said letting out a little sigh.

"Being kids and practically living on the streets…" Demyx finished for him. "We slept in Axel's car that he had inherited from his older brother." Axel nodded; "we performed in various places to earn money. Our most frequented spot was the train station. That's where we happened across Riku." Axel said motioning to the guy with long silver hair on the left of him.

"Riku had just run away from Destiny Islands; don't ask us why, he still hasn't told us." Roxas looked over at the silent silverette. "Why?" Riku shrugged; "That's really not pertinent to my success story so you don't need to know."

Roxas shrugged and looked back at Axel. "Continue." Axel nodded leaning back in his seat, propping his boots up on the table in between them. "Lucky for Riku, or maybe for us, the dude plays a mean bass." Roxas couldn't help but smirk at the eye roll Riku sent Axel for his comment.

"So Roxy, what part of Twilight Town did you grow up in?" Roxas cocked an eyebrow at the red head. "I'm interviewing you, Axel, not the other way around. So please, tell me how you met Saix, and don't call me Roxy."

Axel huffed pulling his legs off the table and sitting up. "You're no fun. But we'll play it your way. We met Saix at a local show. He was playing in his old band; well he was supposed to be playing in his old band. We watched the whole drama unfold. Saix showed up for the show, only to find his band had replaced him! What jack asses."

Roxas looked over at the silent man at the end of the couch. "You were replaced?" Saix nodded; "said they found better." He mumbled. This caused Axel to laugh loudly. "They're probably kicking themselves in the face now!" Demyx laughed along with Axel; "seriously!"

Roxas coughed trying to get the interview back in order. "So Radiant Garden is the last show on the tour, what's next?" Demyx grinned; "we write!" He pumped his fist into the air. Axel shook his head; "no we rest. Demyx just gets a little anxious to get new stuff out. I guess he's the reason we've done so well; but I'm the reason we're all alive." Demyx laughed; "I guess going home and relaxing is kind of important, but only slightly."

"Home?" Roxas asked looking at everyone in the band. "Do you all still live in RG?" Axel grinned leaning forward, his elbows resting on his knees. "We can't tell you that Roxy. We don't need people stalking us in our daily lives."

Roxas hummed; "fair enough. One last question, you were all pretty young when the band formed, some of you without parental guidance…"

"All of us…" Demyx cut in.

Roxas shot him a glare; "all of you then. What was your struggle? What was the hardest thing for each of you to overcome in order to make this band successful?"

Axel smiled, though this smile wasn't nearly as boisterous as before. "We each had our own things to cover come. For Demyx it was depression…" Demyx nodded; "being alone, in a large city, with hardly anything to eat, and no real place to sleep. The rejection that we constantly got really hit me. For awhile I felt like giving up on this dream. But the aching to prove all those who doubted me…well us…kept me going. It was Axel who I worried the most about."

Axel nodded; "The rejection and circumstances got to me too. I got into drugs at the age of 18. I struggled with it for years, when our current record label found us, they said that I either had to sober up or the band had to replace me."

Roxas hummed; "wow, that's really heavy stuff." He pressed stop on the tape recorder. "That's all I need for this part of the article." He put his stuff away before standing up.

Axel physically shook himself, catching Roxas' attention. "Sorry, when a negative vibe takes over, I like to literally shake it off. It helps me stay in good spirits." He grinned hopping up off the couch. He walked over to the blonde and swung his arm around his neck.

"So blondie, you're pretty cute. If you're free, why not join me for a drink or something?" Roxas glared at the obnoxious red head; even when sober the man was too much for Roxas. Roxas shoved Axel's arm off of him; "I'm busy, I'm always busy."

Axel gave him a suspicious look; "you can't ALWAYS be busy Roxas." Roxas shrugged making his way to the door. "When it comes time for dating, I'm always busy. See you tomorrow." He bowed before leaving the room.

"Roxas!" Axel shouted spotting the blonde coming down the hallway of the hotel. "Fancy meeting you here." Axel grinned closing the distance between them.

Roxas sighed, wearily looking at his hotel room door. He was wondering how fast the red headed singer could move while sober. He knew he could out run him while drunk, but for some reason he doubted he'd have such luck now. "Hello Axel, why are you here? Shouldn't you be in some nice hotel?"

Axel laughed shoving his hands in the pockets of his skinny jeans. "I like to keep life simple; shouldn't you be in a nice hotel?" Roxas gave him a resentful look. "I stay at wherever my boss books, it's not my fault he's a complete ass hole."

Axel laughed again, swinging an arm around Roxas' neck. "Well, I'm thankful to your boss." He grinned, tightening his hold on the blonde so he couldn't push his arm off. "Well Roxy, you don't seem all that busy. Let's go eat some dinner!"

Roxas scowled and clawed at Axel's arm again. "I'm not hung…" He was cut off by the growling of his stomach. Damn it, his stomach sure had horrendous timing.

"Now, now Roxas, you're stomach says otherwise. Coooome on, it's just dinner!" He whined getting uncomfortably close to Roxas' ear. Roxas sighed pushing Axel's face away from his face. "If I agree to come with you, will you leave me alone?"

"Of course…" Axel said pulling the blonde back into the elevator. "Not!" Roxas groaned, "Axel!" He shouted as the elevator doors closed.

Roxas scowled munching on his sushi silently, glaring at the red head across the table from him. This made Axel laugh twirling his chopsticks in his fingers. "Damn Roxy, what made you such a sour puss? How do you have friends with that attitude?"

Roxas snorted sipping his water. "I doubt my friends consider me such any more. I mean I haven't seen them in over a year." Axel gave him a crestfallen look. "Seriously; kid you must live a lonely existence."

Roxas shrugged; "I've always been alone. I work well alone." Axel shook his head shoving sushi in his mouth. He studied the blonde for a minute. "I don't see how. I thrive off my band mates and best friends. I would be dead without Demyx."

Roxas pointed his chopsticks at Axel. "That's you." He tossed them down and stood up. He dug out a twenty from his wallet and put it on the table. "Good night Axel." He said before quickly leaving the restaurant.

"Roxas!" Axel yelled jumping off the stage the next morning when the blonde walked into the building. Roxas rolled his eyes and started taking his camera out of his bag. He figured if he ignored the red head, he would leave him alone; at least that's what the bullies did in high school.

Axel stopped next to the blonde and shoved his hands in his pockets. "Hey, I'm sorry if I offended you last night or something." He said rocking slightly back on and fourth on his feet. Roxas spared him a glare as he uncapped his camera and attached the wide angle lens.

Axel frowned noticing that the blonde was ignoring him. "Awe come on Roxy, don't be mad." Roxas turned towards the red head and snapped a picture of him, causing the flash to blind Axel momentarily. "I'm not angry; I'm hoping that if I ignore you long enough, you'll go away." Axel laughed grinning like a mad man; "look who said a full sentience to me."

Roxas groaned walking away from the red head to go take a few shots of the stage set up. "Wait, don't walk away from me!" Axel called after the blonde, quickly following behind him. "Leave. Me. Alone. Axel!" Roxas shouted at the red head.

"Then say you forgive me!" He said standing behind the blonde as he snapped some pictures. Roxas stood up and glared at him. "I already told you, I'm not mad at you." Axel pouted looking down at the small blonde. "Then why are you ignoring me?"

Roxas sighed closing his eyes a little. "I don't like people Axel. They're needy, noisy, and nosy. They always want something from you, whether it be money, time, or love. They give you false hopes, only to crush your spirit in the end. I don't have friends, and I'm not looking to make any."

Roxas wasn't surprised by Axel's confused and shocked face. This was the look he received every time he explained to a stranger of his stand on company. Roxas gave Axel a smile for the first time since meeting the red head. "You don't have to understand, just please, respect my wishes and leave me alone." With that Roxas walked away to continue taking pictures; leaving a confused red head behind.

"What's up Ax, you look like you're in deep thought, which is never a good thing when it's you." Demyx asked sitting next to his red headed best friend in their dressing room. The band was all dressed and waiting for the time to go on stage. Usually Axel was there joking around with Demyx to help relieve the tension and nervousness from the band. Even after years of performing, they all still got extremely nervous before the show.

But tonight; Axel was sitting there quiet, with his eyebrows knit together. Demyx had a feeling it had something to do with the blonde reporter Axel had met in the hallway of their hotel. Roxas may think that Axel was too drunk to remember that night, but it wasn't true. The red head remembered him almost immediately when he spotted the blonde again.

Axel sighed looking at his best friend. "Roxas told me he hates all humans Dem." Demyx couldn't help but laugh; that seemed a little ridiculous to the guitarist. Was Roxas secretly a crazy cat guy who liked to spend all his time locked in his room? "What does he like then, cats?"

Axel shrugged; "probably." Demyx hummed softly; "we go home next week. Why not keep trying to be friends with him, Ax? Honestly, that kid looks really lonely." Axel nodded in agreement. Roxas definitely looked extremely lonely. He easily recognized the look; having felt it for many years himself. Maybe that's why he was so determined to befriend the blonde; it hurt his heart to see him look so sad.


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