Author's Notes:
-Do not own anything
-Rated M: for sex, alcoholics, and language.
-PS the kind of dancing is indie dancing. If you don't know what that is; basically its a bunch of indie kids drinking, and dancing like a mix between seizures, humping, and butt wiggling. Its a lot of fun i recommend it. one of my reviewers asked so I'm explaining
-Alright! Another update! It's kind of short, but I liked my little cliffhanger at the end so thats what you get, I'm getting into the rhythm of writing this on a regular basis now so updates will be soon and often.
-Don't be sad, things will get better, I hate seeing my favorite couple unhappy, so soon that will be mended. But as we know it wouldn't be a story if there weren't problems!
-PLEASE give me some more reviews, I need encouragement because im a weakling like that.
-Enjoy!
Chapter 5: "In Which There is Butt Rubbing"
AXEL
The bartender slid a shot glass and a beer over to Axel. "4 bucks." The bartender grunted. The redhead handed over the cash, and downed his shot. Axel wasn't wasting any time tonight, he wanted to get drunk, fast. Maybe if he drank enough he'd forget those blue eyes. "Ax! Come on and dance already!" His bubbly blonde roomate yelled from across the floor. The boy was already ass deep in underage girls it looked like, wiggling his butt to the thumping music.
Axel sighed. He had no interest in dancing with anyone tonight. He just wanted to be alone with his booze. After ordering another couple shots, the redhead picked up his beer and scanned the club. It was dark as hell of course and he could only barely make out a few of his friends by their tell-tale crazy hair. Marluxia was in the corner talking to a skinny looking boy with piercings, Zexion was apathetically dancing with Demyx now, who had apparently forgotten about his harem of underage girls and was now enthusiastically rubbing his butt on Zexion.
Turning back to the bar, the redhead continued drinking his problems away. I'm such an awesome guy, Axel thought to himself sarcastically. I'm so sweet, that I cure lovesickness with jager.
Feeling sorry for himself, the redhead looked around to distract himself from the pit of self-loathing that he was slowly falling into.
A girl across the room caught his gaze, and started to make her way over to the bar. Fuck, Axel thought. This is the last thing I need right now. Downing another shot, Axel prepared himself for the girl's intrusion. Normally at this point, he would've had no problem using a few corny lines on the girl and then convincing her to let him come over.. But tonight, he simply was not interested. As soon as she gets over here, I'll scare her off.
The girl sauntered over, obviously drunk. "Hey there." She slurred slightly, as she stumbled into a stool. I want absolutely nothing to do with this chick, Axel mused to himself. "Hey yourself. I don't think you need another drink though honey." He said sourly.
"Oh I didn't come over here for a drink." The girl said smiling at him in a way she probably thought was enticing. Axel hated girls who couldn't handle their alcohol, they were just so damn annoying. Not to mention, this girl was just embarrassing herself. "I think the only thing you need right now is a taxi home." He told her forcibly. She wasn't quite getting the picture.
"No, no no no." The girl protested, shaking her head. "No, I came over here for you." With that, she attempted to crawl into Axel's lap. The bartender watched with one eyebrow raised from behind the bar. "Hey buddy," he said. "You better get your girlfriend out of here before she gets sick all over my bar, I'm not in the mood to clean up puke tonight."
Axel's temper flared at little at that. He was pretty loaded, and not in a great mood as it was. Add to that the fact that there was a drunk ass bitch crawling over his lap and a freaking bartender telling him to take care of her- He'd about had it. He opened his mouth to tell them both what was what, in less than cordial terms, when something even worse happened.
Out of the corner of his eye, Axel caught a glance of blonde hair. Then blue eyes locked on his.
In that moment, everything else dimmed out. The redhead only saw Roxas, and nothing else existed.
ROXAS
Roxas felt like he swallowed anti-freeze. He hadn't been able to focus on his drawing, so Sora had suggested he take a break and go hang out at the club with them for a little while, to relieve his mind. Well, Roxas thought, this is anything but relieving.
Upon walking into the club, the first thing he saw was Axel- with a girl across his lap. Roxas' heart sank. Well what did you expect, dumbass? He mentally cursed himself. You knew what the guy was like, it was just a one time thing- he doesn't give a shit about you, or probably even remember your name. Roxas turned away in disgust, he couldn't bear to look at the redhead.
This is what you get for falling for him, his conscience was screaming at him. Roxas turned away and began to breathe again. He couldn't believe what an idiot he was being, it wasn't as if the redhead had promised anything to him. So why did this feel like betrayal? The blonde focused on hiding his pain as he started to make his way over to Sora and Riku on the dancefloor. The last thing he wanted was to have Sora worried about him. God knows he would overreact, and at this point, if he prodded Roxas at all, he was bound to tell all.
Keeping his breathing even, Roxas felt like he was wearing a mask. A mask of calm over the inner hurricane brewing inside. He felt almost completely in control until he felt a hand snake around his waist. Fuck, he thought. Turning around, he stood face to face with the object of his misery.
AXEL
He couldn't take his eyes off the blonde's. Great, now you've got his attention, do something! His brain screamed, but words wouldn't come out. Maybe you shouldn't of drank so much, he sighed to himself. He held onto Roxas even tighter, afraid of him walking away before he could get his mouth to speak.
"Roxas, I'm not a good guy." He blurted. I'm a fucking moron, he chided himself. "Well that's pretty obvious." Roxas replied tartly. The older boy could see that the blonde was hurt, and had all his defenses up. "But I'd be good for you." Axel said quickly. (Strike number two, he thought.) The angsty blonde was pissed now. He laughed coldy at the redhead. "Yeah, I'm sure you would you freaking lush. You're a real catch."
"No, no," Axel pleaded, pausing to catch his breath. "What I mean to say is, I'm not good, but you make me want to be good." He stared right into the blondes eyes with sincerity. Roxas stared right back, the coldness in his glare melting the slightest bit for a moment, only to relapse into ice.
"You know, forget it Axel, you don't owe me anything, why don't you just go back to whatever you were doing with Big Tits McGee over there and I'll go back to my life." The younger boy said with pain in his voice.
"Roxas--" Axel begged, holding the blonde tighter to him, their faces inches apart. "I need you. I want you. Just you. Give me a chance, and I swear to you I'll never break your heart." He pulled the young boy closer and forced him into a deep slow kiss, savoring his velvet lips.
SORA
"Where the fuck did Roxas go to?" Riku asked him. "I don't know, he's pretty good at disappearing lately isn't he?" The brunette replied. Looking around, he sighed. It was too dark in the club to distinguish one small blonde boy from the sea of people. In his peripheral, he caught sight of a tall redhead...
"Fucking shit." Sora cursed, and took off at run towards the redhead. "Get the fuck off him asshole!" he yelled. Riku followed quickly behind, when he caught up with his boyfriend, Sora was screaming at a boy nearly twice his height, and Roxas was looking bewildered at the two of them.
"Fuck you Axel, stay the fuck away from my cousin. He doesn't need any of your shit, so why don't you find some slut to fit your needs, you worthless scumbag." The brunette growled at the redhead. "Sora, it's not--" Axel began. "Shut the fuck up! You get off on hurting people, i wont let my brother be another one of your tissues." Sora interrupted. "Come on Roxas, this was a stupid idea, we're going home." The redhead reluctantly let go of the blonde, and watched him walk away.
