Forgotten Love

Chapter 2

A loud bang sounded though the air as the blonde haired teen shut the door. He slipped off his shoes and trudged into his room, dropping his bag on the floor.

"Roxas! Get out here!" Said boy growled in annoyance, he just got home and his stupid father was already yelling at him. Walking out of his room in annoyance, purposely stomping his way down the hall to the living room. Roxas stared coolly at the figure who had shouted, he was drinking as usual watching porn on TV.

"Yes father?" Roxas asked his voice betraying no emotion, he was just hoping his father wasn't too drunk today.

"Why were you so slow? You should have been here already. " The drunkard yelled, taking another wig of his alcohol, and stood, swaying slightly. "Where did you go this morning."

Roxas sighed inwardly, he was so stupid when he was drunk. Although the blonde did find it amusing that his father knew what time of day he had left. "I was at school." He replied, his voice sounding non-caring to his own ears.

The drunk seemed to think for a second, if he was even able to do that with the small number of brain cells he had left. "Oh alright." He sat back down, turning his attention back onto the TV. "I won't have to punish you this time."

Roxas' body shuttered at his words. "Thank you." He muttered before turning and walking back to his room, his hand unconsciously going to his side where a large black and blue bruise was being hidden underneath is back shirt.

The blonde collapsed on his bed, his eyes instantly fluttering closed, as the wariness of the day caught up with him. As Roxas finally relaxed his thoughts drifted to his teacher… Well one of them, specifically the one with red hair.

He couldn't help but blush as the dream he had when he was unconscious flowed back into his mind. Was that real? The blonde asked himself, part of him hoping it was. "It couldn't be…" He sighed aloud; he didn't really know it could have been a memory. The drunken man on the couch wouldn't know even if he was sober enough to ask, considering he had any brain cells left to comprehend the blonde's question.

Roxas stood, he couldn't take just sitting in his room, and he wasn't about to do homework, who did that crap anyway? Cautiously Roxas walked out of his room, breathing a small sigh of relief as he saw the drunkard passed out on the couch.

Tiptoeing across the room and to the door –wincing as it creaked open (as if trying to get him in trouble)- The blonde's sapphire eyes whipped around to look at the man, his foster father, on the couch. He held his breath as the man grumbled, and turned over, thankfully still unconscious. Taking his chance Roxas quickly stepped out closing the door quietly behind him. He trudged down the street, letting his tense mussels relax, now that he was out of the house.

Finding his feet leading him to the ice-cream store a small smile crossed the blonde's lips as he neared the small store.

"How may I help you?" The vender asked, putting on a fake smile.

"One…" Roxas started to say.

"Two sea-salt ice-creams please." A voice from behind the blonde cut him off.

Roxas spun around ready to yell at the person who so rudely cut him off, but as soon as his eyes locked with those emerald ones his breath caught in his throat.

Said man let a grin rest on his lips, "Well hello Rox."

Before the blonde could respond the ice-cream girl handed the ice –creams to the red-head and he laid down a five on the counter. "Thanks you."

Roxas blinked a couple times as one of the ice-creams were put in front of his face.

"You wanted one right?" Axel still said still grinning like a chesher-cat.

"Yeah…", Roxas said uncertainly taking the ice-cream from the taller man, his fingers brushing against the other's a small blush appearing on his cheeks, "Thanks".

Axel nodded, "Quite a scene you made in class today." He leaned against the wall of the shop, taking a short lick of the ice-cream.

Roxas' eyes unconsciously followed the red-heads' tongue, his face turning a darker shade of red "Yeah… sorry about that."

"Ah no problem." Axel eyed the blonde far a minute, "You know that's going to melt if you don't eat it."

Roxas glared at the red-head. "I'm not that stupid you know." Grumbeling slightly to the blonde took a bite out of his ice-cream.

Axel watched with amusement dancing in his emerald orbs, and he could not help but think of the first time he had bought the blonde an ice-cream. Sighing he silently cured Ansem.

Roxas sucked on his ice-cream he could not help but look up at the red-head, their eyes locked bright green mixing with cobalt blue. The blonde could not help but think the other man was handsome bordering on beautiful. His bright orbs wandered down the lithe body in front of him, lingering on those sensual full lips and slipping further down. Axel was clad in a dark red shirt clinging tightly, a silver necklace composed of large links was around his neck and his legs were adored with baggy grey cargo pants. Casual for a day out of school.

Axel was lost in thought and so when his glazed over eyes took focus they widened at the half lidded cerulean eyes scanning his body so openly. A blush ghosted across the red-head's cheeks, he felt a familiar tightening pooling in his belly under the blonde's scrutiny. "Like what you see?" He tried to adopt a nonchalant pose, quirking an eyebrow and licking his half gone ice-cream.

Hooded blue eyes drifted up to the other man's face; "Yes…" the word was breathed into the air, barely audible. Roxas' mind caught the moment and his cheeks flushed to match Axel's hair. "I… um…". The blue ice-cream was instantly pushed into his mouth to hopefully save himself from speaking.

Axel chuckled and tossed popsicle stick into the trash. "I'm flatted."

Blue orbs fled from the sight of the other man, instead gazing upon the cement, finding the ants swarming around some stray sweets more interesting. This man was so confusing, the very sight of him created feelings in the blonde that he had never felt before, and for some unexplainable reason he wished for it more.

"Roxas…" The whisper of his name tickled his ear and he peaked from under his lashes at the red-head only to find him within a foot of his personal space. The blush that had been fading away returned full force as a pale hand cupped his chin gently pulling his head up to face the red-head. Green met blue once again and Roxas' eyes searched Axel's desperately roving from side to side as if the fish out an answer.

The grip on his chin became firmer and Roxas' eyes shot down to Axel's lips as they loomed closer before finally touching his in a firm yet gentle kiss, his orbs finally dropping closed.

The kiss was quickly ended however and Roxas was thrust back into reality when the red-head released his chin as if burned and proceeded to put a few feet of distance between them. "I-I apologize." The words were said through clenched teeth as he turned around and started to walk away.

Roxas took a step towards Axel his mind a whirlwind of emotions but he just couldn't let him leave like this. "Wait…" The proceeding words were destroyed as a mind-numbing pain radiated throughout his skull, falling to his knees Roxas cradled his head, "Axel…" A whimpered plea made the red-head run to him, and the last thing the blonde knew was warm arms encircling him before he succumbed to the darkness.

A/N: Hello all it has been far too long since I have written anything. I have recently picked up and sorted through a lot of my old writing and have had the inspiration to write again (as well as play KH2 all over again). I can not guarantee I will be religious on the updating with this or any of my other stories, as I am mostly writing for fun at this point. But please if you enjoy what you read drop a review, they always make me write more. Thank you.