Alrighty, time to TRY and get some more work done on this .
This chapter sort of sucks since I didn't know where to go with it, but hell, I enjoyed it ;D
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Warnings: Yeah, might get weird all up in here ;D Alchohol, swearing, and such. AND VIOLLEEEEENNNCE.
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The rest of the concert went pretty well the same, the crowd bouncing and singing to the music, and Axel just standing there gawking at Roxas. Eventually, it all ended, and the crowd vanished.
Shutting the cafe down took only a few minutes at least, but Axel insisted that the group stay for some drinks-some good ones.
Roxas, Zexion, Namine, and Sora sat around on some stools laughing at some faces that Sora thought were hilarious. "You know, your face is gonna stay like that someday," Riku cut in on their fun, making Sora choke on air. "W-what?" he squeaked, instantly feeling up his face, causing the whole group to laugh even more.
Meanwhile Axel and Demyx were in the back promising their boss that the place would be cleaned up and beautiful by the next hour or so, finally convincing the man to go home.
"Alright, time for some sexy drinks!" Axel danced around in victory, grabbing some cups as Demyx followed. "You thinking what i'm thinking?" Axel shot Demyx a look as they both stared at the group, "Yeah, i'm so thinking what you're thinking... Wait, what are you thinking again?"
Axel made an unimpressed face, wrinkling up his nose in the process. "I was thinking some alchohol y'no? Make the drinks more fun," Demyx 'ahhhhh'd' at this.
Approaching the group of teens, Axel smirked, "None of you are allergic to nummy achohol, right?"
All of which they shook their heads.
"I remember one time when Roxas got drunk, it was the funniest thing ever, he was dancing with some male strippers and they-" a quick slap to the back of the head from Roxas shut him up, accompanied by a glare, and an eyebrow raise from Axel.
"Sounds like quite the story, maybe you'll tell me when you're drunk enough," he teased, making Roxas frown.
In aproximately fifteen minutes, Axel and Demyx approached them with loads of coffee-like alchoholic drinks in hand.
After a good 20 minutes full of shots and drinks of plentiful yummyness, everyone there was a little tipsy, except for Namine, and Zexion, who had refused to drink.
"Hehe, Zexy... hey Zexy..." Demyx leaned onto Zexion's shoulder, the obvious smell of vodka wafting from his open mouth. Zexion scrunched his nose, "Don't. Call. Me. Zexy."
Demyx ignored Zexion's anger and leaned in closer to him, his eyes glazed over, "I thiiiinnk you'reeeeeeee HOT!" He whispered into his right ear, his hand on the boy's thigh, before laughing hyterically at Zexion's face and doubling over on the floor.
"Heyy hey Zex wha'ss wrong you okaaii?" Roxas slurred, stumbling over to a now red-faced Zexion, who now had his arms crossed.
"Nothing. We should get going."
"Awww buu butt don't leavee usshhh pwweaseee tonight hashh been shoo fuunne" Axel slurred aloud, tripping over Demyx and falling face first into the ground. "Owwwiiieeee!" He cried, now holding his bleeding nose.
Riku and Sora were both half asleep and drunk, seemingly cuddling on the floor.
Zexion raised an eyebrow at Namine, earning the same reaction from her. "C'mon Roxas, we need to go, you all need to sleep and sober up."
Roxas pouted, using his famous puppy dog eyes making Axel melt back onto the floor. God damn the kid was fucking cute!
"F-hic-Fine..." Roxas sighed, rubbing the back of his head, seemingly realizing just how drunk he was. Axel sadfaced.
"W-well it was nice meeting you guys," he attempted to say from the floor, meanwhile actually slurring "Weerrrlll itsh wash neiice shmeeting ywhoo gaaysh," earning a funny look from everyone.
Giving him a sympathetic look, Namine smiled, "Don't worry, we'll be back sometime, we really like it here, and everyone seemed to have lots of fun tonight."
Axel grinned at this before completely passing out.
Demyx sat up, watching them all file out the door, stumbling, mumbling, and cursing. "BAIIII YOU GAAUYYYS!" He screamed, earning a groan from Axel who was pretty well lying on his lap.
"Ax... AX WAAHEEYYECK TEH FUCK UPSS!" Axel jolted away at this, staring at Demyx with sad sleepy eyes. "Whaaattt?"
"We neeed to cleashnnn up or else the bossybossboss will have our nuttsssss! Get it? OUR NUTS" he laughed again, causing Axel to roll his eyes," Only you would -hic- find that funny Dem..."
The next few hours consisted of them drinking shitloads of coffee, lots of water, and trying to clean the place up.
Finally, the place was clean, after three hours anyways, Axel had his eyebrows raised as he looked the place over, "Hard to believe we did this half drunk."
Demyx giggled before standing next to Axel, "I SO dig the bass player, he's so fuckin' hot Axe! So hot!" Axel rolled his eyes, "Yeah, I heard you the first few HUNDRED times Dem, why don't you go and tell him that," This caused Demyx to 'meep' in the background.
"I think I already did..." He looked at the floor scratching the back of his head sheepishly, grinning, a blush spreading across his face.
"Oh lord..." Axel laughed.
After bidding a quick goodbye, and locking the place up after shutting everything off, they both left in separate ways.
Axel whistled on his way home, the cool night air touching his lungs, the cloud of his cool air flooding around his face. The cold air was toxic. He hated the cold, absolutely despised it, he loved the warmth, most of all, he fucking loved fire.
Reaching into the pocket of his black strapped coat, he pulled out his lighter, flicking it on and off as he continued ever so slowly through the alleyways, trying not to make the flame disperse.
All until he heard some muffles screams from deeper into the alleyway on the right.
He stopped dead in his tracks, eyes growing concerned, but maybe he shouldn't get involved, last time he did he almost got shot.
All that was changed, everything he was worrying about, all of it left his mind as soon as he heard, "You know you like it Rrrrroxas" and a feeble "No! S-Stop!" in the background.
His heart stopped for a second until he quickly started sneeking down the alley, looking around all the corners until he got closer to the scene, something that made him so angry he saw red.
A taller, buffer boy, sat on top of Roxas, straddling him, his hands pinned above his head, blood seeping from his lip, eyes focused on the blonde squirming underneath him. Blood dripped onto Roxas's face, as his eyes were filled with anger, tears brimming the egdes.
"Get the fuck off of him"
The man on top of Roxas turned his head to the source of the voice, allowing Roxas to look as well.
"A-Axel?" Roxas stuttered, wishing the redhead didn't have to see this.
"What was that?" The man smirked, laughing in Axel's direction, "What if I don't want to?"
Axel started forward, seeing red, before kicking the guy in the gut, causing him to topple over on his side, clutching his stomach. "Ow what the fuck!" he screamed.
Roxas slid himself slowly over to the brick wall, curling up into a ball, fearing the worst for the redhead.
Axel watched the man get up, eyes full of anger, much like Axel himself, before he whiped the blood from his lip. "You're dead."
"Oh yeah? Come at me bro," Axel smirked, gesturing him forwards with his eyebrows raised, a large grin on his face.
At that, the man launched himself at Axel, fists raised, teeth bared.
Axel dodged the first throw at his right, caught in the shoulder with the left, before he grabbed the mans left hand, twisting it causing a sickening snap.
"Ow fuck!" The man screeched, clutching his now broken wrist, "I'm gonna fucking sue you, you asshole! Who do you think you are? Huh? I own this fucking boy, I fucking OWN Roxas, you have no right to even touch my property let alone break my FUCKING WRIST!" He screamed at the redhead.
Axel snickered until he was in a full out laughing fit, causing the man to be caught off guard, his face in shock. He stopped laughing and became fully serious, "Really? Sue me? Go the fuck ahead asshole, then i'll sue you for fucking touching this boy in every way he didn't want, he was struggling, trying to get you to get the fuck off of him, we could make this into a fucking full blown case baby, and you'd go down in flames, got it memorized?" He listed, grinning.
Fear entered the man's eyes before he backed away, "F-Fine you fucking asshole, have it your way, but I WILL get to Roxas, you just wait," with that, he cast one last look at the blonde, sneering, before running down the alleyway, cradling his wrist.
The red finally going away, Axel turned to a shaking Roxas, quickly getting to his level, "Roxas? Roxas? Are you okay? Hello?" Roxas just shook, tears in his eyes. Anger slowly turned into sympathy as Axel slowly stood up, scratching the back of his head.
"Look Roxas, i'm really sorry if you did want that, I just.. I thought you didn't I uh.. ah..."
Roxas looked straight at him, gaze wavering, "I didn't want it," he choked, "Thank you Axel, but now he's going to try harder."
Axel growled, picking the boy up in his arms, "Well, he won't get near you to touch even a hair on your head" he seethed through gritted teeth as he carried Roxas through the alley.
"How did you come to be outside with that asshole anyways?" he asked, concern lacing his voice.
"I um... I went for a walk.." Roxas lied, blue eyes avoiding green.
"Even I can tell you're lying to me, but that's okay I guess, you have a right to keep that stuff to yourself, hell, if I knew more, I probably would have killed that bastard, who was he by the way?"
Roxas mumbled into Axel's chest, looking down.
Axel looked at him questioningly before Roxas finally voiced up.
"That was Seifer. Our band's producer."
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DRAAAAMMMAAA LLAAAMMMAAAA . Thought i'd add something like that in to make the story more of a draw in you know?
Sorry if it sucked balls! I'm really trying here! :/