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"Axel, you're going to wear a hole in the table." The red head sighed and tilted his head to eye Saix. Axel was leaning over one of the many tables that were scattered throughout the café, furiously swiping at the non-existent spills and crumbs. He straightened and popped his back.
"Yah, sorry." He tucked a piece of hair that had escaped his high pony-tail behind his ear. Saix snorted, blue hair sweeping over his shoulders, and disappeared below the edge of the counter only to reappear a second later, unwrapping a stack of clear cups. Axel shoved the sleeves of his black, V-neck work shirt higher, even though they only reached his elbow. He move back behind the counter and tossed the cloth into a basket hidden just below the edge of the counter and grabbed a sharpie, before efficiently stealing the stack of cups from his coworker. Saix threw up his hands in defeat and moved to grab another stack to help number and restore the small pile of prepared cups to their full glory.
Saix cracked after a few minutes of painful silence only filled with the occasional sigh from Axel. "What is your problem?" His eyebrow twitched and Axel looked stared at him.
"Nothing…"
"I heard from Sora."
"Damn it."
"Call him."
"How the hell did Sora know this?"
Saix smirked. "They're twins, you idiot. If you keep up this annoying sulking I will beat you." Axel frowned.
"I just got his number yesterday! How desperate do you think I am?"
Saix stacked the last cup and held out his sharpie to Axel. "Just call him, most likely he's waiting for you to call and knowing Sora, you might want to call him soon before he pulls out his hair like you know Sora would." Axel yanked the Sharpie out of Saix's hand, scowling. "Don't pout, and get out of here, your shift is done."
Axel's eyes flashed to the clock on the wall and grinned. It was finally 7 and he was free. Untying the apron from around his waist, Axel grabbed his sketch book from his hiding place in the gap of two cabinets and waved to Saix (who scowled) and out the door.
He stopped at his parked motorcycle and pulled a black phone from his pocket, quickly dialing the number he refused to admit he memorized.
Roxas stirred his dinner which was heating up on the stove. He twirled the wooden spoon, mixing the chicken and noodles. He clicked the stove off and threw the spoon into the sink.
"It finally done?" Sora sat at the small table, facing Roxas, holding out a bowl. Roxas looked over his shoulder, flashing his twin a grin.
"Yup!" He gripped the handle and walked over, poring his impatient brother some soup. He filled the other bowl that sat alone on the table and place the now empty pot in the sink with the wooden spoon. "Sora, I have to admit, it was really sad when you can't even cook soup from a can."
"This is what you are for…" Sora stuffed a chunk of chicken in his mouth. Roxas dipped his spoon in and stirred the mix, grinning at the wall. "Stop dreaming about my coworker."
Roxas twitched and glared at the brunet, "I'm not allowed to daydream while you get to rip the apartment apart whenever Riku is here? I find that extraordinarily unfair." Roxas smirked, but as Sora opened his mouth, blush forming. To be fair though, he was thinking about Axel, wanting to know if the red locks felt as soft as they looked. Roxas's phone went off, successfully interrupting his train of thought.
Sliding the phone from his pocket, he snapped it open. An unfamiliar number raced across the screen and he shrugged, holding it to his ear. " 'ello?"
"…Roxas?" The voice was low, but familiar. Roxas scrunched his eyebrows together.
"Yah, who's this."
"It's Axel." Roxas raised his eyebrows and stood up. Sora stared up at him, concerned.
"Hi, um, Hey!" Roxas hear a laugh from the other end. Sora sat back, he eyebrows rising to embrace his hair. Roxas glared at him, and turned away, holding the phone in both hands.
"Yah, well, I was wondering if you wanted to do something tomorrow?" Roxas imagined him running his hand through his spiky red hair, the green eyes that watched him from the seat in the café.
"Yah, What's your plan, Axel." Roxas ignored the laugh from Sora and walked to the next room. Roxas looked around the small living room, and sank into the black leather couch.
"Cool, I was thinking about going see a movie, how does that sound?"
"Yah, perfect." Roxas smiled.
"meet at the café at six?"
"Definitely." Roxas listened to the soft click of Axel hanging up, and slowly lowered the phone. He leaned his head against the back of the couch, eyes closed.
"Big date?" Roxas jumped, throwing up his head. CRACK.
"Ah, fuck, Roxas!" Roxas rubbed his forehead, leaning over the back of the couch to see Sora on his ass, a large red mark on his forehead.
"Sorry, Sora." Roxas said sheepishly, "and yes."
Sora looked up at his, suspicious. "Really?"
"Yes."
"You sure?"
"Damn it, Sora, I'm going to the freaking movies with Axel tomorrow!" Roxas glared at his twin sitting on the floor. Slowly, a smile crawled up Sora's Face. Roxas stared horrified. "Sora…"
"I forgive you for nearly braining me." Sora stood, patting his rear, and walked to the door way to his room, turning around right before he disappear, "AND I'M SOO TELLING RIKU!"
Sora slammed the door as Roxas threw himself at it.
Done with chapter two!