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Okay, just so you know, ffnet makes a lot of weird grammar/spelling changes so if you see something weird, blame it on that. :D
But a lot of times it's me too....hn.....ok whatever moving on.
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ONWARD!
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When Roxas returned to his room, his lip ring was hurting again. He was starting to want to take it out. He thought it was more trouble that it's worth. However, he was in a decent mood after his encounter with Namine so he decided to just let it be.
He smiled to himself as he remembered her reaction to it.
"…I'll just pretend it's not there…"
Sora was waiting for him when he entered the room. He was kind of bouncing on the bed with a constipated expression.
"Sora…do you need to go? I mean, you should go number two twice a day, you know." (1)
Sora rolled his eyes. "Come on! Let's go see a movie! I'm bored."
"You know we just got here right? Don't you have other stuff to do? Like unpacking?"
Sora pointed to the mess on his bed. "I already did."
"…Fine, let's go."
They walked to the movie house they passed on their way to the café earlier. It was a big brick building with green shutters on it. (2) There was a long line in front of it.
"Ugh…why is the line so long? School starts tomorrow, don't people have to get ready?"
Roxas decided not to dignify that with a reply. "So what movie do you want to watch?"
"Let's watch that new reaaaally scary one, okay?"
Roxas felt the need to comment on that. Sora hated scary movies.
"But you'll get scared and want to sleep with me again."
"So?" replied Sora innocently.
"…Fine."
"Awshucks, Roxy! I knew you loved me!" came the reply.
Roxas tipped his head back and faced the sky. He suddenly caught a flash of red poking out from the roof of the movie building. When he blinked, it was gone just as fast. He frowned and said to Sora, "Hey, did you see – "
But he stopped, because he saw that his twin was staring slack-jawed at some guy about ten feet in front of them with silver hair.
"Roxas…" Sora whispered. "I think I'm in love."
Sora was gay as a unicorn. And proud of it. It was also easy for him to love and be loved. He didn't really think too deeply about things. Roxas both envied and pitied him for that. So for Sora to claim that it was love at first sight, it wasn't hard to believe.
"…Do you want to go talk to him?"
"Nah, I think I'll just watch him from here.
"You know that's kinda stalkerish right?"
Sora wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.
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When they finally got into the theater, Sora was so frightened of what was on the screen, he was nearly on Roxas' lap and hiding into his shoulder. Roxas thought the movie was really bad, like all horror movies. He thought that the creepy little boy should get a therapist and go to rehab for an addiction to raping people. But that was just his opinion.
They exited the theater when the movie was done with Sora just about sobbing on his shoulder.
"OHMYGOD that was so scary! I'm NEVER watching a scary movie again! LIKE, EVER!"
"Sora, you say that every time. And you keep watching them."
Sora pouted. "This time, I mean it! What if the little boy comes and rapes me?"
"I don't think a little boy will ever rape you. Sorry to disappoint," Roxas replied, nonplussed.
"I know, Rox, but he might. So I need to sleep with you tonight, okay?"
"But that won't protect you. For all you know, he could rape me too."
Sora looked shell-shocked at this piece of information. His big blue eyes widened dramatically. "NOOOO!" He launched himself on Roxas' back. "Go, my knight, go!" Sora started whacking Roxas's back. This was where Roxas got his muscle. He learned not to push Sora off, because he'd spring back up (no harm done) and cling even tighter than before.
As Roxas ran, he remembered that glimpse of red on the rooftop. He glanced back at it and he saw it was still there. But he had to turn around quickly because Sora was about to smack his head.
When they were rushing through the entrance, they came across Cloud and some tall brown haired guy wearing a slick leather jacket and a petite girl with short black hair.
"Hey Cloud!" exclaimed Sora. "Bye Cloud!" He continued as he was rushed by.
"Hi," said Roxas.
They ran around the corner with some difficulty. Cloud's companions watched them.
"Who're they?" asked Leon.
"They're my brothers."
"Cool. I like the little blond guy's lip ring," replied Yuffie.
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"Roxy? I need to sleep with you after all…"
Roxas rolled his eyes.
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The next day they woke up at 6:30, thanks to Sora's alarm clock. Right after, they were treated to a very colorful taste of Roxas's vocabulary.
They both dressed quickly, both in their usual styles.
"Sora! Do you have to dress in baggy jeans?"
"Well, they're more comfortable than your poster child emo sexy jeans that you wear!"
Yes, Roxas was a fan of skinny jeans.
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Roxas was at Rhapsody for lunch after an exhausting morning. He had math, science, and social studies. He hated those subjects and to make it worse, his teachers were crap. Well, not really, but he just liked to complain about them. Contrary to popular belief, Roxas actually did very well in school. That didn't stop him from hating certain subjects, though.
His school let them roam around for lunch, as long as they come back. Which they all do, most of the kids there were there because they wanted to. He had no idea where Sora or Namine were. Sora disappeared right when the bell rang.
Rhapsody was a comfortable place to hang out. It was very cozy and had a lot of couches placed against the windows on either side of the entrance, and some tables between.
He sat on one of the couches, sipping his tea, when suddenly ringing of bells came from the door. There was a very tall, skinny guy with vibrant red spiky longish hair coming into the shop. His hair reminded him of the red he saw on the rooftop last night. He didn't really look at his face, because he was too distracted with the red-ness.
When he could tear himself from the hair, the guy was already at the counter so he couldn't see the face. It was too bad. He wanted to see if his face was as unique his hair. And ask him if his hair was dyed…it can't be THAT red naturally…
Roxas was now looking at his clothes. It looked like the guy liked thrift stores. He had a blue scarf dotted with tiny fish, a dark khaki green jacket with miniscule skulls for buttons, another jacket thrown over his shoulder (did he really need two? It was technically still summer), a bright cerulean shirt underneath, and skin-tight black jeans. He also had on some really badass Doc Martens with electric blue laces. The combination of all the clothes was strange, but it worked. He looked like he was dressed for cold weather, but it was still very warm outside.
He finally glanced up from the redhead's outfit to see that the guy was staring right at him.
Roxas was sure that time stopped for a second. He had tattoos the shape of narrow upside-down triangles beneath each of his eyes. But that was not why Roxas stared. No, the reason was the eyes. The guy had bright green eyes that he couldn't even describe. They were green, but not any shade he'd ever seen before (at least on a person). They were beautiful. And they were staring straight at into his own blue eyes.
The guy had a strange expression on his face. When his coffee arrived, it broke the spell. He smirked at Roxas and left.
Roxas suddenly had a strange sensation that he wanted to know the redhead. All about him. What his name was, what he liked to do, his hobbies, whatever.
He vowed to himself that he'd come to this coffee shop everyday until he could see him again. He knew it was kind of OCD, there was something about those eyes…
Then he noticed that he had five more minutes to get to class. All the way in third district.
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The next class was, by far, going to be his favorite. Art Class. For one, Namine was in the class with him and he liked art. They entered together and picked a seat in the back.
"So, Nam, how was your first day so far?" he asked as they sat down.
"Well, you know. School is school…" but he wasn't paying attention because just then, a certain redhead walked into the classroom.
Well. It looks like he doesn't have to go obsessively to the cafe at lunch anymore, then.
Roxas wasn't specifically gay, and he wasn't specifically straight either. No, he isn't asexual. He just believed that love was love, and when he found the right person, there should be no limits. Yeah, it was a little corny for someone like him, so that's why he decided to keep that little piece of information to himself.
Namine noticed that Roxas was spacing out a little on his side of the table. "Roxas? You home?"
"...What?"
"Nevermind. I guess you're lusting after your new crush of the year."
"Hey! No! What?" was his intelligent reply.
"That got your attention," laughed Namine. "Okay, let's talk later. We're starting." She looked pointedly at the teacher in the center of the room. (The inner most desks were arranged like a square with the teacher's desk as one of the sides, and the rest were like an octagon around it.) Roxas looked weirdly at the teacher (and he wasn't the only one). The teacher looked pretty young, but that wasn't why everyone stared. He had very fluffy pink hair and very blue eyes. He was also kind of buff and would look manly, if he didn't have pink hair. He guessed it was artistic license.
Eventually the class quieted down and they were ready to begin.
"Hello and welcome to Art. My name is Marluxia. You don't need to know my last name," started Mr. Pink Hair in a smooth, deep voice. "If you make fun of my hair, youm should know that there will not be good consequences. Also, this class is only enjoyable if you keep an open mind about it. Okay, let's get started."
He took an intricately designed glass bowl from the top of his desk that Roxas thought held candy in. Apparently it had little pieces of paper in them. Marluxia held out the bowl for the students so they could take a piece from it. (3) Roxas's paper said 'wind'. Wind?
"Okay class. What's on your paper is what you're going to draw for the rest of the year. Perfect it. Draw it in different ways. And no switching papers."
How the hell was he supposed to draw wind?
He took a look at Namine's paper. It said 'fire'. Fire. Okay, this is officially retarded. Namine is probably most non-fire person alive. And how was he supposed to draw wind?
For the first time, Roxas turned around to see who was behind him. He wanted to see if the other topics were as retarded as his.
He turned, spotting a familiar fish scarf…uh oh…looks like he found out where the redhead decided to sit.
He reluctantly looked up into the green eyes, which were of course looking directly at him.
"Well, hello there…"
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(1) My mom tells me this like everyday. Seriously.
(2) You know, that one house that you can jump on in the second district. I don't know if anyone remembers from KH1 or not…
(3) Okay, you might've recognized this already. I took this idea from the book Speak (except the art teacher in that uses a globe). I don't own! So don't sue me!
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Sorry it was boring. But my brain farted and I have to stop there. Cliffhanger!
p.s. Axel's outfit is inspired by a pic on deviantArt called Autumn Akuroku by seisei. Just keep in mind it's not exactly like that, 'cause the jacket's supposed to be shorter and the fish scarf and all. Anyway, check out the pic 'cause it's awesome! :D