"So what was that about, Roxy?" Axel asked.

Roxas turned to his best friend. "Well, whenever I meet someone and want them to be in our group, Hayner, Pence and Olette insist on questioning them to see how well they know me. But I do the same for them if they meet someone new," Roxas explained.

"Well, I'll pass easy. No-one knows you as well as I do," Axel replied cockily, his usual smirk in place.

Roxas rolled his eyes, although they both know what Axel said was true. They knew each other better then they knew themselves at times.

"But Hayner is the worst during questioning. He asks questions that he doesn't even know the answer to, and just asks me if it's right," Roxas told him.

"Well THIS is going to be fun," Axel said sarcastically.

"Look there he is," Roxas suddenly said, waving to his friend who was standing by his open locker.

Hayner turned to him and waved, noticing Axel who was still being dragged by Roxas. Roxas and Axel stopped by Hayner's locker and offered guilty smiles.

"Questioning?" Hayner asked calmly.

"How d'you know?" Roxas asked.

"Pence texted me the whole story, including the strange hug session," Hayner laughed revealing the mobile phone he still held in his hand.

"Well I was excited to see him! And-uh- Anyway, time for the questioning, right?" Roxas hastily attempted to change the subject.

"I'm Axel, Got it memorized?" Axel said pointing to his temple.

"Hayner, get it memorized," Hayner shot back at Axel.

"He stole my catchphrase," Axel said looking utterly violated.

"Get over it," Roxas replied.

"On with the questioning. Roxas no interrupting," Hayner added.

"Bring it on," Axel said arrogantly.

"Roxas' favourite colour?"

"Blue or yellow, it depends." Axel answered.

"Favourite band?"

"Mindless Self Indulgence."

"Shoe size?"

"11."

"First and only girlfriend?"

"ROXY! You had a girlfriend and didn't tell me! I am insulted." Axel turned to Roxas.

"Well it wasn't that serious. She was just some random girl in middle school. Her name was Xion. We never even went on a date," Roxas explained.

"Why not?" Axel asked accusingly.

"She was nice and all, but every time she asked to go out I had plans with you. And I would rather hang out with you than her," Roxas explained sheepishly.

Axel stared at his best friend. Well that was a surprise! Not the part where Roxas would ditch his girlfriend to hang out with him, more the part he had a girlfriend in the first place.

"Next question, since you got that one wrong," Hayner continued, "Favourite subject?"

"English," Axel answered.

"Worst enemy?"

"Seifer."

"First kiss?" Hayner asked.

Ah, awkward silences are fun aren't they?

Both Roxas and Axel paused, blushed and then looked away. Hayner looked at them suspiciously. Why were BOTH of them blushing?

"Well, do you know the answer?" Hayner asked.

Axel took a breath before he answered. "Um... you see... the thing is... how do I say this... uh... Roxas' first kiss... was... with me," Axel answered with a guilty smile in place.

Hayner's eyes widened and his jaw dropped. He quickly looked at Roxas for confirmation. NO WAY was that true. But Roxas nodded.

"Wha... wai... HUH!" Hayner couldn't form a complete sentence.

"It's not like that," Roxas quickly explained, "Here's the story."

"Hey Roxas!" Axel yelled waving to his best friend. He jumped the fence and walked into the playground. He plopped himself into the seat beside Roxas.

Roxas smiled at the redhead. It had been almost a month since the incident with Seifer and now he and Axel met at the park at LEAST once a week.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR ROXY-CHAN! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!" the redhead burst out singing.

Roxas' smile spread from ear-to-ear. What? His favourite person in the world was singing for him. Of course he was happy!

"How did you know?" Roxas asked.

"A little birdy cough Sora cough told me," Axel didn't even fake a cough in the middle of his sentence- he just said the word 'cough'. He was smiling almost as wide as his blonde friend.

"Thanks anyway," Roxas laughed.

"But that isn't all! Ta-da!" Axel whipped out a small package from one of his many pockets. It was messily wrapped with a huge bow on one side. You could almost see more sticky tape than wrapping paper.

Roxas took the present from Axel and tore off the paper. Inside was a silver necklace with a charm hanging. The charm was a small spiked wheel coloured with red, silver and black. It was beautifully made and seemed to shine when the sun hit it.

Roxas gaped at the present. It must have cost a fortune. He looked up at his best friend who was smiling down at him.

"You like it?" he asked nervously.

"Of course! It's so awesome, but wasn't it expensive?" Roxas asked.

"It was... I paid for it myself," Axel answered sheepishly.

"But..." Roxas started.

"BUT its fine," Axel interrupted, smiling.

Roxas broke into another smile. Then he got onto his knees on the seat and raised his lips to Axel's. It was a simple kiss that lasted no more than three seconds. Young-Roxas had seen people on TV do that all the time. They seemed to like it, so it was a good way to say thanks, right?

Innocent minds are so cute.

"C'mon let's go play soccer," Axel said after putting the necklace on Roxas.

Hayner stared in disbelief. Roxas and Axel smiled back.

"Oh is that the necklace you..." Hayner trailed off pointing to Roxas' neck.

Axel turned to Roxas, "You still wear it?" he asked with a huge smile on his face.

Roxas gave a pout of embarrassment and reached underneath his collar to pull out his beloved necklace. It was still just as beautiful as the day he got 11 years ago.

"Just for days I need good luck," Roxas told him. The two best friends looked at each other and smiled.

Hayner watched the exchange and grinned craftily. He knew what was going on here, even if those two idiots didn't.

"Well Axel, congratulations, you pass the questioning," Hayner said before closing his locker and walking off.

xxXxx

Axel and Roxas stood staring at Hayner's retreating back. Then they turned to each other and grinned.

"You passed," Roxas stated the obvious.

"Told you baby," Axel replied slinging an arm around Roxas' shoulders. Roxas smiled up at his best friend. He was used to the height difference. Although that didn't mean he liked being shorter.

"What about your friends? Will they like me?" Roxas asked nervously.

"Demyx and Zexion luuuved you," Axel replied, "but my other friends don't really matter. We don't really like each other and I don't recommend you hanging out with them."

Roxas smiled at the encouragement. Then a thought struck him.

"What grade are they in?" Roxas questioned.

Axel raised an eyebrow at his shorter companion but answered regardless. "They're in year 11. I'm meant to be in that grade and they were my friends during middle school before I got held back."

"I don't know how you managed to get held back twice in middle school," Roxas laughed.

Axel laughed along, "The first time was because I set a table on fire, the second time was because I got tattoos and almost failed a class. The teachers hated me." Axel stage whispered the last sentence.

"They can't hold you back for ALMOST failing. You're just embarrassed over the real grade you got. Besides your tattoos are awesome," Roxas replied running one of his fingers down the upside down tear drop shapes on Axel's face.

"I can't believe the guy gave a tattoo to a 6th grader though. Isn't that illegal?" Axel asked.

"I don't know, probably... but he didn't care, he got money didn't he?" Roxas replied after lowering his hand from Axel's face.

"Hey Roxas I wanna get a tattoo," Axel said randomly while he and said blonde were playing video games. Roxas was sleeping over at the redhead's house for the weekend and so far they had done nothing but play videogames and eat ice-cream.

"Well, will your mom let you?" Roxas asked. Axel was different. The newest idea was actually pretty mild compared to other crazy ideas he has had.

"MOM CAN I GET A TATTOO?" Axel hollered. His mom was down stairs watching some self-help show on TV.

"IF YOU CAN PAY FOR IT YOURSELF!" Axel's mom shouted back. I guess self-help shows aren't any help at all. Axel's mother just trusted him too much. If Axel wanted a tattoo his mom trusted her son would keep it in moderation.

Axel beamed at Roxas. Roxas shrugged in reply.

"I guess we're going to the tattoo parlour tomorrow," Axel said happily. Roxas could tell he was mentally cheering. The whole fangirl squeal and everything.

Author's Note: I know nothing about tattoos, and considering I wrote this when I was 12, expect the next chapter to have so many mistakes. Unless I just cut out the entire tattoo scene xD. Cause I'm too lazy to actually look it up on the internet.

So yeah... more pointless girlyness. My friends actually do that whole question anyone who wants to join our 'group'. -sigh- A lot of the weird stuff I put in this story has actually happened to me. Including the weird glomp-hug-thing I wrote last chapter xD

So if you like it feel free to review! :) I'm kinda paranoid about whether or not anyone actually likes it xD

Thanks for reading you awesome, awesome people!