It's the AkuRoku part! Yaaay! Another semi-depressing dark humor thing.

My brother raised me on a very simple philosophy: if you want it, take it. It was the only way we could survive. Living with the father-person we needed as many distractions as we could get and the only ones we had were stealing and fucking.

He lived at home through college, he was looking out for me but I was too selfish to notice until one night when he woke me up and said we were leaving. I was tired as hell so he had to carry me to the car; I'm not sure how he manages to do that. I guess I fell asleep as soon as he started driving because the next thing I saw when I looked out the window was the sun rising over a mountain.

"That's your new life starting."

"Reno?"

"That'd be me, yo."

"Where are we?"

"I dunno, must be in Montana by now."

"Montana?!"

"Yup, Mom said she wanted to see snow."

"What about the father-person?"

"Fuck him!" He said it so viciously that I shut my mouth instantly; he tweaked a spike of my hair and said "You new name's Axel Turk by the way."

"Why?"

"In case the Old Man comes looking for us. I don't think he'd take the time to check everyone named Axel but going by Sawaruhi probably wouldn't be hard."

"You put a lot of thought into this huh?"

"Yeah, after what happened to Mom I knew I had to get you away from there. That's the only reason I bothered with college. Anyway I already got a job up there, gonna be a health teacher."

"That's a scary thought, you teaching highschoolers how to fuck."

"It's not like I'm fucking them. Teenagers are horny little shits that think with their hormones, the least I can do is make sure they don't have any fucked up kids."

"What am I then?"

"You're like me, just looking for entertainment."

"That works."

Silence.

"Did you go to school as Reno Turk?"

"Yeah."

"Did you hack yourself into some sites so your identity seems valid?"

"A few."

"Did you make sure to leave our old data up so dad wouldn't make a connection?"

"Yes. He wouldn't make a connection anyway. You got you schemeyness from mom's side."

"We got everything good from mom's side."

We were quiet for a while. I thought about it and realized that I wouldn't miss my friends. It was sad, knowing that no one meant enough to me to make a difference, but it was better that way, really.

--

After trading in his car for a bike and some money Reno found us a motel room that didn't have stains everywhere, not visible ones anyway and we stayed the night before leaving again. The only things I could bring from the car besides clothes were my DS and PSP, both of which were stolen. I felt like one of those biker chicks (because I was riding bitch) doing some cross country trip to nowhere. Nowhere was where we were going, some little place called Destiny, which was funny considering the situation. I'm not sure how long the trip took because I sometimes fell asleep on the road. It was a few days, maybe a week, who knows?

When we got to Destiny it was still July so I know it didn't take too long, I ended up lifeguarding because Reno couldn't start working yet. It was nice, I didn't have to talk to anyone, just sit around on a chair and watch people, no one drowned and it was pretty boring. Reno got to stay home and fix up the house, not that there was much to do since we didn't have anything to unpack. We got a TV and some sheets and stuff but didn't bother with much else before Reno started working.

When I got home from work one day I complained but he just said. "We're Japanese, that's the only good thing the Old Man's ever given us. You can sleep fine on the floor, we've done it before."It made no sense but it still convinced me to shut up.

The house was too big for just us and I tended to wander around. I found a room with writing on the wall, just some depressing one-liners. I started spending most of the day in that room, sometimes I slept there, sometimes I'd write little journal entries on scrap paper and burn it with stolen matches, sometimes I just lit the matches and watched them burn until they reached my fingers. The only light I had in my life… That's not as depressing as it sounds.

--

One day I was in a corner reading the wall when a little blond kid came in through the window, seriously he just opened the window and crawled in. He sat down in the middle of the room, took out a DS and started attacking it with the stiles. I walked behind him and looked over his shoulder; he still didn't notice me so after a while I asked "What are you playing?"

That made him notice, he jumped up and into this weird fighting crouch.

"What're you doing here?!" He sounded freaked out and I felt bad, it was pretty cute when he was scared though.

"Living. We just moved in here a few days ago. My name's Axel, got it memorized?"

He blushed a little, which made him look even cuter. "Shit, I'm sorry. I'm Roxas. Uh… I come here sometimes to be alone when…" He trailed off. I didn't press him, I knew better.

"It's fine, you're just cute enough that you can get away with it."

He pouted at me for a while before tackling me to the ground. Yeah that's not weird at all; getting tackled by someone you just met, not that I'm complaining. "Am I still cute?"

"Actually from this angle you're adorable."

He got off and pretended to cry against the wall. When he was done he said. "I should probably get back before they send my brother out to find me."

"Yeah, I should probably go make dinner."

"I'll probably be back."

"I'm probably here all day."

He brightened at this and climbed out the window.

I thought about him over dinner. Mostly the whole tackling thing, but I guess me calling him cute was just as weird.

--

Roxas started coming to the room every day, always climbing in through the window. He spent the night a few times, saying his mom would be okay with it as long as she knew where he was. One day my brother happened to walk by. When he saw Roxas he started asking questions.

"Who's this?"

"Roxas. He lives next door."

"You fucking?" Roxas turned red at this.

"Nope."

"Alright, yo. Don't piss on the floor." He turned to leave, calling over his shoulder. "And practice safe sex. I know, I'm a health teacher."

Roxas gave me a questioning look.

"My brother, Reno. He's gonna start teaching this year."

"That'll be fun."

"Yeah, I'm glad I already took it."

"Lucky bastard."

--

The days all blurred together, it was hard to remember when Roxas was always with me. School was getting closer and Roxas decided to start preparing me for it. He talked about his friends and what his cousin had told him about teachers. It started getting cold and I realized that I didn't want to go to school, I wanted the summer to stay and I wanted to keep Roxas to myself. I'd get mad at myself when I realized I'd been thinking about it for hours. I got stupid little notions when he was sleeping next to me of wrapping my arms around him and holding him all night. It really drove me crazy; sometimes I blamed him for it, not that I ever told him or anything.

Somehow my brother's philosophy stopped working. I went through life taking whatever I wanted without a thought. It's how I live, the only way I can. But the thing I want more than anything is right in front of me and I'm frozen in place; I can't lose him and because of that I'll never have him.

The father-person thing is from Cowboy Bebop. I put it in there because I wanted to make it clear who he was and that Axel never really thought of him as a father.

'Sawaru' means touch and 'hi' means fire (in Japanese). Hi was too short for a last name and people might read it as the English word and think 'WTF?'