Match Making
Chapter 2: Princess
POV: Axel

Spacing out towards the end of a meeting is never a good thing, because when everyone else is making a mad dash for the door, I'm stuck here looking like an idiot because I wasn't fortunate enough to have caught Xemnas's dismissal. Damn kid taking up all my thougths that should have been directed on this stupid lecture. All though....even if he wasn't here to distract me I probably wouldn't have listened anyway....but it always feels good to blame others for my problems.

Standing up in my chair, that helped line the entire meeting room, I jumped off. My legs weren't in the mood for landing so I ended up stumpling a bit. Quickly regaining my balance, I strowled over to the new kid. He looked warily at me, almost like he thought I would do something to him if he wasn't on constant gaurd. I got a better look at him up close. Not bad. I was right! He is cute.

"Hey kid, you ready to go?" His eyes seemed to narrowed a bit, most likely at the 'kid' commit, before he nodded.

"So.... have you gotten a tour around the castle yet?" I knew that he most likely hadn't, becasue Xemnas believes in dumping problems on the other nobodies rather than actually doing the work himself, but you never know, there's a first time for everything.

He shock his head this time. Yep good ol' Xemnas!

I sighed, and turned away from him making my way over to the door.

"Ya comin'?" I called over my shoulder before exiting the room. I heared his light footsteps following after me, it almost sounded like he was running to catch up to me. A smirk found its way to my lips. The kid was acting like a puppy that didn't want to be left behind.

I walked over to the nearest door (which was actually several corridors away) that led to the practice room. Xigbar was in here practicing. I don't know if he noticed that we were in the room or not.

"This is the room for target practice. Usually only Xigbar, Xaldin, and Larxene are the only ones in here, but occasionally some of the other member will be in here too. Its kinda like a hang out room really, along with some of the other rooms." I quickly went through what was told to me when I was new. Although I couldn't really remember all that was said to me, so I was pretty much just gave him the basics.

"Hey! Xiggy get your ass down here!" I called up to him, gaining his attention. He seemed pissed by the fact that I had called him by his nickname, that I so courtesly gave to him, but he came down off the ceiling anyway. Yes you heared me right: from the ceiling.

"What do you want?" Yep he's pissed! I'm so proud of myself!

"Now now Xiggy, don't frighten the poor kid!" I said as I ruffled the kids hair in a mock comforting way. He pushed my hand off of his head and glared at me. Of cource he wasn't really frightened, I just wanted to know what his hair felt like! It was nice and soft! Xigbar rolled eyes and turned to the kid.

"Yo, little dude! I'm Xigbar," Xigbar said with a rare smile. Roxas just nodded in greeting, mostly because Xigbar, along with the other members of the organization, all ready knew his name.

Xigbar turned back to me.

"So, Master, anything else?" his voice was mocking, but it held some humor in it as well.

"Hmm..." I crossed one arm around my waist and let my other one rest on it. Tapping my lips with a finger I placed a thoughtful look on my face. "Nope, nothing I can think of." I said after a 'thoughtful' moment. Xigbar chuckled before disappearing and reappearing back on the ceiling. Without saying good-bye!

"Pfft! Good-bye to you too, Asshole!!" I shouted up at him then turned to leave, with Roxas following at my heals, like the obedient little puppy that he was. I could hear Xigbar laugh loudly as we left the room.

The rest of the tour was uneventful, not that the first part was really all that evenful, but the second part of it was a real drag. But the kid seemed to have lightened up a bit. For one he wasn't looking a me with that uneasy look anymore. And when I took him to meet Demyx he actually smile a little. The only bad thing was that he still wasn't talking. I wonder if he's mute...?

So it was the end of the tour and I could tell that the kid was tired, so I took him to his room. On the way I rubbed the back of my head where it hit on the floor when Demyx tackled me. I swear that guy weighs five thousand pounds. As we neared the corridor that held the rooms I looked over at the kid. He was looking around the hallway with a nervous look on his face. This kid is so cute when he isn't glaring at me. Even though his glares are cute too. He glanced over at me and when our eyes meet he blushed and looked away. For some reason I wanted to squeal like a fangirl, he's just so cute!!! Repressing that creepy urge, I went back to actually paying attention to what I was doing. Shocker I know, but I can actually pay attention to what I'm supposed to be doing. We came to a stop at the door that had the roman numerals: XIII on it. I opened the door and walked in. Roxas followed silently behind me.

"This will be your room for now on. I'll take you shopping in a couple of days so that you can get some stuff so that it doesn't look so empty. Okay?"

Once again all the kid did was nod. I was starting to get annoyed by his silence. Does this kid have the personality of a rock or something? I sighed and looked over at him again, he was looking around the room like it was the most interesting thing in the world.

"The bathroom's over there," I pointed over to the other door in the room. "I suggest taking a shower before going to bed."

He looked over at me with confusion in his eyes. He... doesn't know what a shower is?

"You do know how to take a shower right?" I voiced my question.

Roxas looked away, blushing, and shook his head.

A ackward silence followed, before I busted out laughing. Roxas looked back up at me and looked offended. He crossed his arms, pouting. If I hadn't been laughing so hard I would have jumped him right then, because the kid was unbelieveably adorable when he pouts.

"Hah... Okay I'll.... hah.... show you?" I guess that's what your supposed to do in this kind of situation. "Just follow me."

He was still pouting, but he followed me any way. I led him over to the bathroom and turned on the shower, feeling for a temperature that would feel good. I turned back to him.

"Okay strip."

He looked shocked, probably because I had asked him so bluntly. He started glaring at me again.

I rolled my eyes, sighing. "Okay if your not comfortable undressing in front of someone, of your own gender, then just strip down to your boxers and I get you some new ones after your shower. Okay?"

He was still suspicious but he did as he was told. He unzipped the cloak, letting it slipp off his shoulders before pulling his shirt off. I stood before him, not looking at him, because if I didn't do this, I know, for a fact, that the look that I would be giving him would no dout scream "I'M RAPING YOU WITH MY MIND!!"

Finally, when all that was left on was his boxers, I turned towards him, telling him to step into the shower. He seemed kind of nervous when he saw the water shooting out of the head fauset thingy but when the warm water hit his skin he was noticably relaxed. I keeped on watching him, though the steam hid most of him from me. He had a very fiminine figure. Maybe he is a princess.... but I don't think that princesses glare all that much. And this kid is constantly glaring. So maybe he's not exactly like a princess, but there are some similarities... I guess. Like his body, his hair and eyes. And I don't know all that much about his personality to actually make a conection between the two... so....

I snapped out of my thoughts, and turned my attention back on him. And it accured to me that he didn't know what else to do.

"Oh sorry! Okay what you want to do now is to take that bottle to the right. The one that says shampoo on it.... Yeah that's the one... Okay what you do now is open it up and pour a little bit in your hands... Now massage it into your hair but be careful to not get it into your eyes. 'Cause it hurts like hell..... Now after a few seconds wash it out and while you do that I'll go and get you some clothes. I'm going to have to lend you some of mine, until we find you some ones that fit you, so there going to be a bit big."

I gave him some more instructions before I disappeared, into the black vortex, only to reappear in my room. Rummaging around I found some that were to small for me but I knew would be to big for him. I reappeared in his bathroom again. He was out of the shower with a towel wrapped around his waist, and his soaking wet boxers in a wet wad still in the shower. I dropped the clothes on the counter then turned to leave. I closed the door but not all the way. I had a pretty good view from here. I really needed to know if he was a princess or not. Because a lack of chest wasn't going to convence me. Nope! I'm the kind of guy that has to see it to believe it.

I saw him look at the clothes then back at the door, he couldn't see me could he? Because the door's barely even open, and even I'm having trouble seeing in. I saw him shrug then turn back to the clothes. He moved towards them, which made him out of my eye sight. I opened the door just a little bit more but I still couldn't see him. I was about to crack it open some more but before I could the door opened and I fell into the room. Before my face landed on the ground, something else desided to meet it instead. That something else happened to be Roxas's knee. The force of his knee meeting my face was enough to force me back into the bedroom and land on my ass. He stood above me, glaring. He had somehow managed to pull on the boxer that I had loaned him, in that little space of time.

There was a shooting pain on my face where my noise happened to be located. I touched underneath it and, sure enough, it was bleeding. I don't think it was broken though. It was then that I heared him speak his first word:

"Pervert!" And then slam the door in my face.

Okay perverted crack there! hope you like!