Dedicated to Metal Chocobo for almost being number fifteen.
Also dedicated to Beatrisu, Rukia-sama, s, Notorious George Weasely (lover of butt-sex), sadlostsoul, Faina, Rockr4life and Nobody. I love you ALL so damn much I could cry. (I think my contact just fell out now)
Chapter Four: Axel and Sora Sittin' In a Tree
Strange thoughts were running through Demyx's head. Not only was a man in front of him sipping a drink, while his own hand curled around some sort of alcoholic beverage (Zexion had ordered it for him), but the man was his teacher. His teacher.
He knew very well this man was his cold-hearted, probably over-worked teacher, but for some reason, his genitals didn't want to cooperate. They told him that this man was an extremely attractive specimen who was still quite young, twenty-four to be exact as Zexion had revealed. His brain told him barely seven years apart wasn't something he should go for. His testicles told him that age didn't matter as the sex would pry be better anyway.
Not that he was thinking about sex.
He was thinking about those eyes that bore into his mind, the ones that calculated him, analyzing until they knew every inch of his soul. Those eyes also held something he couldn't place, but he figured it was very close to sadness. And was that lust lingering behind that?
As a distraction, he sipped some of his alcohol. It wasn't bad, and it definitely wasn't strong. It was apple-flavored, and it only caused a slight spinning sensation in the front of his head after two glasses. Not enough to mess with his senses.
"Am I truly that frightening?" Zexion asked, breaking the devious silence.
"What makes you say that?" Demyx answered carefully, brushing his eerie thoughts into the back of his mind for another time.
"Your body language," came the simple reply. "Your pupils are slightly dilated, your hand is clenched on your glass, both feet are on the floor while your legs are tense, and your shoulders are back. You look as if you're about to run away any moment."
The student blinked, registering what he had been told. Of course, he had forgotten that this particular teacher was in the psychology department, thus he was excellent at reading people. He forced himself to relax, flushing. "I'm nervous. You always acted like you hated me, plus we're in a bar, where illegally I'm not allowed."
A low, rather hollow, chuckle rose from the silver-haired man's chest. "If I hated you, why would you be here?"
"I was going to ask you that…" The blond said warily. He swallowed to keep his mouth from drying out, and it didn't help his palms were beginning to sweat.
"I just wanted some company."
"I'm sure you could do better than me," he remarked dryly.
"Not really. I'm a decade younger than most of the staff. I have no friends, and I don't know many acquaintances. I'm just using you."
"Why not?"
Zexion's eyes flashed for a second, and Demyx instantly regretted the comment. He didn't want to anger his sensei any further, so he quickly asked for another drink to switch the subject.
"Take it easy, we have all night…" Zexion warned as he downed the glass. "I don't want you drunk within the first hour."
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"Axel, I don't see how us being here will get Riku to me…" Sora said doubtfully, sliding back into his slightly dusty chair. They were in a warehouse, abandoned but taken care of. Low lighting illuminated the place, casting odd shadows so it was rather creepy, and a thin layer of dust fluttered over most of the furniture, which consisted of several beanbag chairs of mismatched design and colors, along with a loveseat of a horrid pattern and a torn leather sofa.
Sora found it appealing as the furniture at home consisted of bright colors and bold patterns of matching origin, for his mother claimed it cheered moody teenagers according to Dr. Marluxia; a 'doctor' that published 'help' books with his face on the cover in a flashy grin.
"He'll come to your rescue. More than likely, he will think I'm trying to get into your pants. Knowing how much he cares, he'll put a stop to that as soon as he can."
"What if Roxas finds out and comes with him?"
"Well I'll try to get into his pants."
Sora mulled over that, his bright blue eyes clouded with uncertainty. "He already hates you…"
"So? I'm used to it. I'm one of those love me or hate me kind of guys."
Sora accepted that, fiddling with some loose stuffing. "Why are you helping me?" he asked finally.
"I got my best bud's back," he jostled the cinnamon locks, causing the boy to squirm. "And it might have a thing or two of selfish ambition."
"Roxas?"
"Who else?"
"But he-"
"I'm attracted to what I can't have," Axel retorted with a smirk. "Do you not like the idea?"
"Well…um…" Sora shifted uncomfortably. To say only he liked men was one thing, but gay twins? He could imagine the look of horror upon his mother's face.
"I'm only joking," the redhead quickly dismissed, waving his hand for emphasis. "Don't worry about it. The question is, why have you waited so long to do something about this?"
Bright pigment arose in his cheeks once again, making Axel wonder if it was possible Sora was part fruit. "It's too embarrassing."
"C'mon, I'm not the gossiper of school."
"I…" He shifted, biting his lip. "I've been waiting…because well… I don't…" He trailed off, brows knitted together.
"Because…?"
"I don't know how to kiss…" He finished hesitantly. "Please don't laugh!"
"Is that all? That's easy…"
"For you maybe. I've only kissed a girl, and it was once."
"So? I could teach you."
"Isn't it late? Riku could be on his way…"
"Don't you want to know how before he comes barging in here? You could make such a dramatic scene, embracing him, confessing your love, then ending it with a passionate kiss!"
Sora flushed even deeper, if possible, as the fantasy played before his eyes. He was embarrassed that they were talking about him, but he was also mildly intrigued. "How would you teach me?"
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Riku paced in front of the school gym where he normally met Sora and Axel, a frown etched upon his lips. They were twenty minutes late and he really didn't want to believe the piece of news that Cloud Strife had given him. Strife said that he had seen them skip fourth period together, and they had never come back.
'So I was right. He is in love with Axel…Dammit.' He crossed his arms as the mental picture flashed, irritated that it could happen. 'And Axel will gladly jump anything that shows even remote interest. Maybe that is what's going on now-' he quickly stopped that chain of thought, scolding himself. Sora wasn't that easy and Axel wouldn't backstab him, after all, he was the only real friend the redhead had. And in all the years he'd known Sora, the boy had barely kissed a girl! Nor shown any sign of loving a guy… the reason why Riku was still hiding in the 'closet.'
Another ten minutes passed and he just couldn't take it anymore. Shouldering his pack, he went to the Mc Donald's that he knew Axel enjoyed. To his annoyance, the pair weren't there as he had hoped. However, Larxene was.
"Hey," he greeted her, bending over her table.
"Hey…" she raised her blond brows, obviously knowing something was up. "What do you want?"
"Have you seen Axel?"
"You should know by now he's in the warehouse. He brought some kid. Sheesh Riku, I'd think you would at least remember Axel's favorite spots."
"I was just asking…" he mumbled, backing off. Larxene always had a habit of making him feel bad. She was a heavy smoker who didn't believe in drinking, so he didn't enjoy her company often.
He bought a small fry and coke to have on the way to the hideout. It was about ten minutes away, so it provided plenty of time for him to have his snack. He had skipped lunch in favor of going to the library, so he was ravenous. By the time he had finished it, he wished he had gotten a double cheeseburger as well.
A quick surveillance of the warehouse showed that indeed someone was home. The lamps were on, and there were scuff marks in the entryway, as was normal. However, what he wasn't prepared for was the picture that lay before him: the love of his life sitting on his best friend's lap, their lips locked in a fervent embrace.
"AXEL!"
Author: well, I think I've been shown that indeed, I do have readers, faithful ones and definitely people I enjoy. I apologize for being a day late, I hadn't checked my mail yesterday due to Star Ocean addiction.
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p.s. yes, it's a little short. Wanna motivate me to make it longer : P