A/N: Happy Akuroku day, everybody! This is a little present for you Akuroku lovers. A nice update! Yay! Have fun.

As I sat there, my lips touching this boy's, I couldn't help but think back to when I had my first kiss. It happened when I was ten years old, and with the girl next door. My brother and I had rescued her kitten from certain death in the rafters of her apartment room, and she had kissed each of us on the lips as a thank you.

Axel's lips were just as soft as hers. I considered myself bisexual, but I had never been with a guy in any sense. Kissing Axel was just like kissing a girl. If I closed my eyes, would I see a girl or would I see Axel kissing me? I didn't have time to try this out. The kiss was abruptly stopped by a loud yelling from the other side of the court.

"Oh my gawd! Axel! Are you okay?!" I heard the scuffing of feet as someone apparently ran towards us. Axel pulled back from our "kiss" and I got a good look at the girl running towards us. She had short black hair and bright brown eyes. She wasn't very cute...At least not to me. I like girls with long hair.

"SHIT! MY ANKLE! I THINK IT'S GONNA FALL OFF! Yuffie, go get Cloud-Puff!" Axel said quickly. I stood up. Axel was hurt! And he said shit! (Tee hee.)

Axel may have been a jerk but when a jerk was hurt, I had to help out! I mean, I may not be the nicest person in the world but no one deserves to suffer! ..Well, I suppose there are special situations where people deserve to suffer. Oh PP the Pencil Prostitute, you'll get your revenge someday!

"Can you get up?" I asked sincerely. I really did hope he could. That way I could kick him in his ankle again for kissing me! Not that I didn't like that kiss...It was just I had respect for relationships. I didn't want to turn out like my dad.

Axel rolled his eyes at me. I was taken aback by that. What had I said to upset him so much that he had to roll his eyes at me?! He ought to be grateful that I actually care enough about him to ask! Humph!

"I'm saving our reputations." He whispered and moved his ankle slightly. Oh. He was pulling a fake. Got it. I suppose I can forgive him for his rolling of the eyes at me.

"What the hell is going on?" The coach came over. God I was so scared of him! I think I visually shrunk away from him even though my feet didn't move.

"Sorry coach, I think I sprained my ankle..." Axel went on, looking like a little kid who had gotten a scratch. He pouted. I hated that pout. I rolled my eyes at him. Okay, so maybe I hadn't forgiven him for rolling his eyes at me.

I think Scary Coach Man started to say something but I don't know what it was. I was lost in my own world...again. This time I didn't think about PP The Pencil Prostitute, I thought about the kiss Axel had given me. I touched my lips lightly. That wasn't so bad, except for the fact he had a boyfriend.

"Nanette!" Scary Coach Man yelled at me. I jumped a bit. I hope I never run into him in a dark alley. "Take Thomas to the nurse."

I nodded and started to help Axel up, making sure to be extra gentle with him because he was "injured." I wrapped his arm around my shoulders and held onto him around his waist. I led him outside to the courtyard I had glanced at on my way to my locker this morning. I let go of him and sat down on a bench. Time to get things straight.

"Why did you kiss me?" I asked. I really wanted to know. If Axel was in love with his petit-ami, why would he kiss someone else?

"I-I don't know..." He answered quietly.

"You have someone in your life already. You do not need to disappoint them by kissing me." I kept on. I wouldn't want Axel kissing someone else if he was with me...Not that I want him to be with me, of course! Just saying hypothetically.

"Look, I think it was just the heat of the moment." He sighed softly. I wish it had felt like the heat of the moment for me...But it felt like so much more..

"Yes, of course it was." I rolled my eyes again. I was getting more upset about this than I should have. "I am foreign but I am not stupid." I huffed. Everyone thought foreigners were stupid and inferior. I was guilty of it too. That's why I knew he thought I was stupid.

"I never said you were." He replied with a hint of remorse in his voice. That was actually...endearing to me. "I don't know why I did. I wasn't thinking." Well, I wasn't either. Now I feel a bit bad about chastising him. "I admit I think you're cute, and I do regret kissing you but for some reason I couldn't stop myself. I'm sorry." I looked over at him and our eyes met. He really looked like he was sorry. He almost made me smile. Almost. "Can we start over?" He asked.

"Start over?" I asked, cocking one of my eyebrows. What did he mean by start over? Start this conversation over or start the kiss over? I didn't get it...

"Yes. Can we forget all that's happened and just...try to start over on better terms?" He asked.

"Bet..ter...terms..." Okay, what did those two words mean again? It was one thing studying English in a classroom and using it to tell tourists off, but it was another to use it constantly. My cheeks turned pink from frustration. Finally I got it! "I guess so...No looking at me in the dressing room though!" I had to add on my own conditions.

Axel's entire being lit up at my words. How could I have conjured some change like this? I felt rather...flattered at that. "Okay, okay. I won't." He promised. He smiled and held out his hand. I smiled softly and shook his hand once before letting it go. "We should get back to class." He said. I really didn't want to. Couldn't we just stay out here longer?

"Yes..." I said reluctantly. We started to walk back to the gym, now friends. Now that we are friends I suppose I can't think bad things about him...Or many bad things. I have this problem with complaining a lot. I don't know if any of you have noticed...

When we got back the game was over and everyone was heading to the changing rooms. I let out a sigh of relief. No more sports! Ah ha! I felt so triumphant, as if I were the reason the game had stopped. We went into the dressing room silently and changed. I switched outfits quickly because I didn't know how well he would keep to our agreement. When we were done he started a conversation. He talked a lot, but I suppose I'm starting to like that about my new friend.

"So where's your next class?" He asked.

I pulled out my schedule while my other hand tried to put my messenger bag on. It didn't work out so great. My bag slid off my shoulder, but I didn't care much about it. "History." I said, looking at it.

"I have calculus." He said and made a scary face. I grimaced at the word 'calculus.' I hated math. Hate, hate, hate, hate, hate it! But I'm pretty good at it; I have to help my brother with his homework sometimes.

"I do not like math..." I said, frowning. Numbers were like the mafia for me.

"Neither do I." He said softly as he pulled on his backpack. "Roxas." He said and I looked at him.

"If you ever have any questions about things that confuse you about our culture or whatever, don't afraid to ask me or Naminé." He smiled and put his hand on my shoulder. How endearing! I was so warmed by his offer!

"I can ask Hayner. Thank you." I said, quickly gathering my stuff. This new warm fuzzy feeling I had towards Axel was scaring me. I didn't want to be around him any more. I mean, he says we're friends now so I have to go all weird on him? No, no, no. That was bad.

"I suppose you could." He said. I blinked slightly. Had he thought I meant I wouldn't ask him? Geez, I'm bad at choosing my words.

"I have to go now! Bye!" I said hurriedly, all but sprinting from him. I wanted to get to my next class and get these weird feelings out of my brain..or heart...or wherever scientists decide feelings come from.

It was settled. I was going to Axel's little show with Hayner and Naminé. Oh the joys we would have on our way over, me and Hayner! We already had a bit of fun at the dinner table. Hayner went on about how much he loved spaghetti and I went on about how good Hayner would look if he was covered in spaghetti sauce. And then I proceeded to wipe spaghetti sauce onto his cheek.

At seven we went to this coffee place where Axel's band would be playing. I won't lie to you; I was excited. It was something I normal teenager would do in America! I was officially part of the American teen society! I felt so happy!

Hayner drove us to the place but didn't come with us; he dropped us off and said he had to meet someone somewhere else. I hadn't been expecting that, but that was alright. It just meant I got to spend more alone time with Naminé.

We walked into this place (dubbed The Coffee Bean.) together. As soon as we entered Axel caught us.

"Hey guys!" He called out to us and, of course, we went to him. He was dressed...all kinds of wrong. I sized him up, my eyebrows furrowing. This wasn't Axel...this outfit just screamed, 'I'm Emo! Molest me girls!' It was gross. Even his lip ring was weird. Maybe if he wasn't dressed like this the ring would have looked alright. Someday I'll get him to wear it just for me.

"Hey Axel!" The cute little blonde beside me said. "Where's Demyx?"

"He's getting coffee." The redhead answered. I was still thinking about his outfit. "What's wrong?" He asked me. He sounded a tab annoyed with me.

I blinked. "Axel...why do you wear that?" I asked. I pointed to his outfit. It was so...weird.

"I don't usually...It's for concerts. Why? Do they look bad?" He frowned at me.

"You look funny..." I said softly. Since we were friends and all I should be blunt with him and tell him when his choice of clothing sucks.

"R-Roxas...that's not something nice to say..." Naminé was hoping to calm the sea, I suppose. Axel did seem the type to be pretty violent when angry.

Instead of yelling at me and possibly beating me to a pulp he started to laugh. I'm glad I didn't get killed tonight. That would have cut my time with Naminé short. "I-Is that good or bad...M-Me looking funny?"

I shrugged. I didn't know what to say. He was just laughing so much and not maiming my poor fragile body. I didn't really know why he was laughing at this situation, however.

"S-Sorry...what you said was kind of funny..." He tried his best to explain. I just nodded, still confused.

"We're going to get seats now! Break a leg, Axel!" Naminé said cheerily as we started to walk away. I frowned.

"Why did you tell him to break a leg?" I asked. Naminé let out a beautiful laugh that sounded like a chime.

"It's an expression we use. It means good luck." The girl explained to me. I nodded, understanding. We sat pretty close to the front, but it was still blocked by a few heads a couple of overweight people. I have no problem with big people. If they like to eat that's there thing, not something for me to hit them with a diet book over. To each their own.

Naminé told me a bit about what was going to happen now, and I had to explain to her that I have been to concerts before. She blushed slightly at her mistake and nodded, clearly embarrassed. Aw! She was just too adorable!

"Ladies and gents!" A blonde haired woman with...bug antennas? Yelled into the microphone. "Put your hands together for The Black Allies Of Heaven!" All the girls started to scream. Even Naminé did, but a lot more quietly than the others. She was just trying to support Axel, I noticed. The band members all came out, Axel first. I watched him and only him. He walked to the microphone that the blonde lady had been at seconds before and started to sing into it.

"Breaking my back just to know your name,

Seventeen tracks and I've had it with this game,

I'm breaking my back just to know your name,

But heaven ain't close in a place like this,

Anything goes but don't blink you might miss,

I said heaven ain't close in a place like this,

Bring it back down bring it back down tonight,

Never thought I'd let a rumor ruin my moonlight."

Axel's voice was like a beautiful spring breezes that had the hint of rose smell floating in it...It was beautiful. Judging from his voice I hadn't thought he'd make an exceptional singer. But he did. It lulled me into a sense of harmony, making my features soften and to watch Axel like he was an angel singing to me and only me. I have never felt so enchanted by a voice before.

"Well somebody told me

You had a boyfried

Who looked like a girlfriend

That I had in February last year

It's not confidential

I've got potential."

I listened to Axel sing for the rest of the time, his voice carrying me away with every syllable he uttered. I felt all warm inside when he finished. I guess I know why all those girls had been screaming their heads off when the band first came on. Axel was amazing.

When they were done playing I started to talk to Naminé about it.

"Why did you not tell me he was so good?!" I asked her. She giggled again.

"I didn't think to tell you." She said, seeming to be so happy with the world at that moment. Oddly, I felt so happy with the world at that moment too.

Suddenly Axel was there. "Hey Nami, what happened to Demyx?" He asked. Who was Demyx? ...Was it the weird haired guy? Axel's boyfriend? It was from the look of worry on Axel's face.

"I thought he was with you." She said, her voice sounding alarmed. This perked worry even in my ice cold heart. Where could that disaster of a haircut have gotten off to?

"He said he was going to get coffee but it shouldn't have taken him that long..." He trailed off. Well, this certainly was a predicament.

"Let's go look for him! Roxas and I will go!" Naminé offered. I wasn't too happy about finding this weird guy, but if it made both Naminé and Axel happy to find him I could look for their sakes.

Naminé and I walked away from Axel, going back towards the back of the shop. While Naminé scanned the crowd for her missing brother (I had been informed of this on the way to the back of the room) I glanced around. Oh look! A door! I'm a bit of a curious fellow. I opened it and..

"What are you doing?!" I yelled. There was Demyx all wrapped up nice and cozy with some blue haired guy. They were quite close to each other, seeing as how Demyx was shoving his tongue down the other's throat.

They broke away when they heard me. I got quite the glare from Demyx. Naminé turned around when she heard me yell.

"Demyx!" She shouted. Before she turned on her brother she told me to go find Axel. I simply nodded and started to hurry through the crowd.

I spotted him off the bat because of his bright red hair. He turned towards me as soon as I set eyes on him. He seemed to have some kind of magnet to me. Like, if I look at him he must look back at me. Weird, huh?

"D-DEMYX!" I yelled to him. "HE WAS WITH A GUY!"

A/N: Okay, so let's try something fun now. We're going to try to get more than 12 reviews for this chapter and beat the last chapter. I know, I know, Roxas' chapters are a lot more boring compared to Axel's since he just repeats what has already happened. But c'mon. Show the blondie some love. :)