Chapter 2
Leather Pants
Roxas let out a groan, hands pressing to the small of his back as he attempted to alliveate the ache that had settled at the base of his spin. He was only a human for Jenova's sake! There was no way highschool was supposed to benefit him if they were making him carry around sixty pounds of books. Hell that was the weight of a small child!
Eyeing his backpack distastefully from where he has set it on the ground, the blonde waited infront of the cafe like he had promised Sora. Turning to look at his reflection in the muted glass, Roxas fussed with his feathery blonde hair. His pink tongue living a trail of spit across the pad of his thumb, which Roxas attempted to smooth down a few curled ends. It worked until the spit dried anyways. Sliding his blue school blazer off and stuffing it into the already heavy backpack Roxas squatted on the side walk.
It was around the time his fingers were loosening the blue plaid tie about his neck that he heard an excited call of his name.
"ROOOOOOXAAAAAAAS!" Looking up at the sound of his name on someone with impressive vocal chords, Roxas cracked a grin at seeing his best friend run up. Sora had just come school it seemed as well, the school for other beings right down the Road from Roxas's normal humans only school, or Papou High the offical name.
Sora's school, Traverse High, was made to house were children of all were types as well as a few other races. It was a bit of an unfair labeling, since most of the kids who went there were classifyed as bad eggs. Roxas was secertly jealous of their school uniform. He would love to have Sora's red sweater vest, black slacks and free choice in foot wear. But no, Roxas had to wear a stiff Blue blazer, pressed button down, plaid tie, pressed blue slacks to match the blazer, and white loafers.
"Hey Sora." Standing up, Roxas greeted the happy brunette with a knock of knuckles and easy smile.
"Been waiting long?" Sora asked with a slightly anxious look upon his tan features, adjusting the straps of his back pack on his shoulders.
"Like...five minutes? Yea, bout five or six minutes. Not to bad." Roxas's light blue eyes glanced at the screen of his cell phone, fingers pulling the tie away from his neck. Just letting it hand about his shoulders under the stiff neck of his white shirt.
"Awww right, so yea. Lets drop our stuff off at your house, then swing by mine to show our vistor around time." Sora chirped, walking down the side walk, one large shoe in front of the other.
Groaning Roxas leaned down, scooping his back pack up and slinging it to rest on his shoulders. Maybe he should get Sora to bleed on an open wound of his so he could get super strength. Or better yet.
"Sora, can you carry my back pack?" The blondes voice took a soft octave higher in a whine as he feel into step behind his best friend. After all best friends were supposed to help each other out. Bros for life and all that.
"Wimp." A scoff, but Sora's playful baby blues glanced to Roxas's as he easily hefted the heavy back pack and carried it.
Free of the back pack for the moment, the blond rolled his neck about his shoulders and allowed his arms and hands to cup the back of his head.
"Thanks."
It was only a small amount of time later that the two young males found themselves walking towards Sora's home that he shared with a few other members of his pride. The Leonhart house was nothing fancy, a ground level home shaped kind of like a L, and placed deep in the woods. Roxas was forever glad he didn't have to walk Sora's long gravel driveway. It was almost a half a mile long, but the blonde supposed it must not seem too bad to Sora since he was a werelion and had an amazing amount of stamia.
"Yea, so then Saix our literature teacher just like...went all creep-o beserker on that one chick. Like foam from the mouth and golden glowy eye thingy beserker!" Sora waved his hands as he talked, Roxas just nodding along with what the brunette was saying.
"Yea, so he picks up her Breaking Dawn book, and like just rips out pages with his teeth!-"Sora would bare his own slighty sharp canines making grr noises,"- and like drop kicks the book out of the window. And i'm all...Holy FUCK! Cause I don't want him to see im reading a comic book under the desk."
Roxas shook his head, grin peeking against his face.
"And then he just slams his hands against this chicks desk, I swear she had pissed her pants. I could smell her fear and everything, it was awful. But yea, Saix just goes all calm and growls really low and deep in his throat...like thiiiiiiiiis." The brunette's voice dropped into a gravely low octave that Roxas could hear him strain to keep.
"No lie, dead serious as fuck. Just looks at her and goes, 'Twilight, isn't LITERATURE!' And he just shouts so loud I swear it was like a cartoon, this poor girl's hair flies back a little." Sora pushed his mass of brunette spikes behind his head as best as he could to imitate the girl.
Roxas let out a loud scoff smile still on his features, "I don't really think your teacher went that nuts due to a trashy teen novel that came out...like ages ago. Didn't it come out before the Twenty?" The Twenty being a slang to when the first representives of each race stepped forward to proclaim themselves to be apart of the world.
"Yea, like maybe I dunno six years before. " The brunette gave a snort, bright sky blue eyes lighting up when he saw the red bricked house of his home come into view around the bend.
"Aww man, what if that was the real reason why the Twenty happened." Roxas cut his eyes slyly at Sora who had a utter look of concentration on his face, but it didn't last long as Sora's famous cheezeball grin broke across his lips.
"Oh, oh that is genius." A rich chuckle came from the slighty tan teen as he opened the screen door to his home, Roxas following closely on the brunettes heels following him literally into the lion's den. That inner paraphrasing amused Roxas a bit as he followed Sora down a hallway and into the brunettee's room.
Despite Squall being a rex of a fairly good size pride, only a few of his pride stayed with him as most of the werelions seemed satsifyed to own their own homes. But Squall's home wasn't just open to werelions, it was a place for any were animal to stay if needed,but only if they didn't bring unnesscary trouble with them. Sora happened to enjoy living with his Rex, and it seemed his Rex enjoyed his company. Sora was very spoiled by Squall and treated like son to the older male. One couldn't tell Sora was spoiled, he didn't act like it anyways, but all one had to do was step inside the young male's room to see how spoiled he was.
Sora's room was quite large with an ocean mural on one wall and stars painted on the ceiling. The other walls were left a soft creme white and had numerous posters, pictures, and odd things tacked to the wall.
Sora launched himself onto the large queen sized bed dominating one side of the room his hand grasping a slender remote to flick on the large flat screen dominating the other side of the room. Roxas was jealous of that flat screen, oh how his stomach clenched with want over such sleek technology. Shaking his head and stepping over clothing and some books, the blonde joined his friend on the bed. Twin sets of blue eyes glazing over at some cartoon being played on a random channel.
"So...when is this guy supposed to get here?" Roxas asked about ten minutes into his and Sora's cartoon viewing time.
"When Squall gets home I guess." Sora let out a soft giggle due to a witty quip on the screen before laying his head against Roxas's thigh.
Rolling bright blues in their eye socket, Roxas began threading his fingers through Sora's suprsingly stiff yet soft hair. It must be the lion in him Roxas mused to himself.
"Why isn't Squall showing him around?" Roxas asked again, getting himself comfy against the soft creme white wall behind him.
"He is supposed to be around my age, and Squall thought I'd be more relateable." Sora's hand came to curl under his rounded cheek as Roxas gave a snort.
The pair relaxed like this for a good hour or so, chatting softly about their day while watching mindless children's cartoons. Cartoons that Sora claimed were for all ages.
Roxas was in the middle of explaining how a girl in his class tripped over some books when Sora suddenly sprang forward and onto his feet. Roxas jerking backwards in suprise at the sudden movements opened his mouth to yell at the brunette when said brunette quickly padded out of the room.
"Sora!" Roxas called out softly to the distancing footsteps, inching his way off the bed and sticking his head out of the werelion's door way.
"SQUALLLLL~!" Sora's excited voice squealed through out the house, followed by a solid thud, heavy grunt, and something falling heavily onto the floor. Rolling his large doe like blue eyes Roxas padded down the hallway and into the kitchen after his best friend. A soft twitch of his lips was the indicator of the blonde's smile at seeing a one Squall Leonhart flat on his leather covered ass with a dark scowl on his handsome rugged face, while his hands shoved at the tiny brunet who was clinging onto the other with a death grip.
"I've missed you~!" Sora whined and rubbed his cheeks against Squall's leather jacket and cold buckles.
"I'm not so sure I missed you." Squall deadpanned, grey eyes looking everywhere but Sora as he pulled at the brunette some more. Being a werelion himself, Squall could use his brute strength to remove Sora but that would injure the twiggy teen. And Roxas was in the belief that if Squall didn't really like it, he wouldn't of let it happen.
"UH!" It was such a kindergarden noise that came from Sora's mouth, a disbelieving grunt noise but it oddly fit.
Squall didn't say anything to Sora's pout he just awkwardly yet firmly ran a gloved hand through the dark chesnut spikes for a few moment, his stormy grey eyes landing on Roxas standing sliently in the hallway. Roxas gave a small grunt of hello to the man and recieved a chin lift in turn. It was just how Squall and Roxas got along, despite the fact that Cloud and Squall were almost BFFs, and Sora and Roxas were best friends, Roxas and Squall never really got close. They got along okay, and could hold simple conversation some of the time, they just didn't really bother to get to know the other.
"Seriously, get off of me Sora. We have more than Roxas as a guest this time." Leon stated firmly standing with Sora still latched on. Blue orbs widened as the young werelion let go of his Rex and adjusted his button up school shirt.
"I am sorry, I jus' got so excited. I really did miss you!" Sora's small hands smoothed at his black pants, and Squall gave the boy's head a small affectionate rub.
"I'll admit it got a bit more quiet than I like while I was away." Squall's nail scratched at the long scar across his face in a embrassed habit, not looking at Sora as he stood up with a few joints popping.
"I thought you had a soft side Leon." Came a snide snarky like voice from the front door way, Sora and Roxas both whipping their heads to stare at the figure while Squall just rolled his eyes in annoyance.
"Squall, Axel." The elder werelion growled out, tossing a look over his shoulder at the man standing in his doorway.
"Boys, this is Axel, Axel that is Sora and his best friend Roxas." Squall's gloved hand pointed the brunette and blonde out. Both the teens staring at Axel.
He was tall, the tips of his spikey blood red brushed against the door frame and the deep hunter green robes with gold stitching really brought out the toxic green of his eye colors. Axel had almond shaped eyes framed by heavy ginger lashes, and short but sharp looking blood red eyebrows. His face was pale and angular, high cheek bones adorned with purple tear drop like markings, and a widows peak. It was hard to tell his body shape underneathe the oriental like robes he seemed to be wearing, but from the looks of his face and hands Roxas felt he was probably made up like a twig.
"Oooo~ Welcome to the Leonhart home Axel!" Sora chirped happily bounding up to take Axel's thin pale hand in his own tan on, tugging the red head inside as he shut the door in turn.
"Thanks shorty." Thin lips quirked in a grin as Axel looked around the room taking it all in with quick darts of his bright bright green eyes. Sora just grinned up at Axel, Roxas noticing the tips of his dark spikes reached up to almost Axel's shoulder. Feeling a weird prickling sensation, Roxas drew his azure orbs from calculating Axel's height to meet the pericing jade gaze the red head was giving him. Blond brows quirking in confusion, Roxas just stared back mouth parting lightly in confusion.
"Roxas yea?" Axel asked, lips smacking as he grinned like a crescent moon. The blonde just nodded his head slowly, surely he couldn't of forgotten his name within a few minutes of their meeting.
"Awesome." Axel breathed happily, hands coming to rest on his hips as he roved bright toxic green eyes over Roxas's small form.
TBC: Here is the second Chapter of Don't tell ma I'm dating a gay dragon. I am shopping for a better title honestly, I came up with this one when I was on a old movie watching spree and was watching Don't tell ma the babysitters dead.
Also unbeta'd and finished at about 3:50 am. So if you see anything odd or spelling error just let me know. Please.
Merry Christmas to you guys. Hope to have the next chapter out sooner, but don't count on it. Lol only got this one out due to winter break. Fuck yea.
But thank you for reading, have a good day/night or whatever.