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Title: Broken Clockwork
Chapter: 4; Sleepover!
Summary: Roxas was always on top of things, following time down to the second. Until he met Axel, carefree and fun. What happens when you mix two opposite elements of life together?
I really want to get into the action and plot of the story, but I'm not sure HOW to do that. I want to build up the characters relationships and stuff before really starting the plot and getting all the drama into the story.
I don't know. What do you guys think?
Not much to say today, so… On with the show!
Truly bored,
Lovely Lulu
oXoXoXo
As I sat in the subway with Demyx on the way back home, I kept thinking about Roxas.
Roxas… What an interesting name, though I wasn't one to say anything about interesting names. Just as I had imagined, he was absolutely adorable up close! Not only that, he had the most gorgeous blue eyes in the world. You know what they say, "The eyes are the windows to the soul." Yeah, and he was going to be my soul-mate! I jiggled in my seat and Demyx looked at me.
"What are you so happy about?"
"What do you think? I'm going to get a boyfriend in no time. You just watch," I answered. "I mean, did you see his hair? It was so awesome! It was like this swirly thing of blonde fluff!"
"What, my hair isn't cool enough for you?!" Demyx put a look of fake dismay on his face. "That hurts!"
"Yeah, whatever. Your hair is cool, too, I guess," I waved him off. "My hair is still the coolest, though." I ran my long fingers through my red spikes. I didn't even need hair-gel for it to go back like that. How awesome am I?
"How do you know if he'll call you?"
"What do you mean, 'how do I know?'? Of course he's going to call me. I mean, look at me!"
"Excuse me, ladies," a blonde girl said from in front of us. She was hanging on to one of the handle bars, glaring down at us. "I think you're disturbing some of the other passengers on the subway. Could you, I don't know, please SHUT UP?"
Sheesh. What's up her butt? I glowered at her. She had weird hair, too. What kind of society were we living in nowadays? Two pale blonde antennas of hair stuck out from her head. The rest of her hair was short, barely reaching her shoulders.
"And who are you to tell us whether we should shut up or not?"
"I'm Larxene," she said to me. "And you are…?" Not only did she have weird hair, she had a weird name, too. Seriously. What was happening to man kind? It just keeps sprouting freaks like me from the ground!
"I'm Axel. This is Demyx," feeling that there was no longer a very hostile atmosphere anymore, I pointed to my right-hand mullet-man.
Larxene was actually rather pretty. She was skinny, petite, and had nice blue eyes. Her skin was pale and her hair was light. She was wearing a black vest with a hood over it on top of a dark pink tee. She wore two long gloves with holes for her fingers that went all the way up past her elbows, patterned with the same dark pink and black in alternating stripes. Tight black jeans gripped her legs, flaring at the bottom to partly cover 2 black shoes lined with pink soles. A keychain with small blue and gold diamond-shaped things hung from a belt loop on her pants. I decided she had an interesting sense of style, and I liked it. She was going to turn out to be an interesting girl, I decided.
"What are you staring at, idiot?" she waved a hand over my face. "I'm not here to model in a fashion show, okay?"
"You think I'd give you a second glance? You don't have that great of a body, so don't flatter yourself," I retorted.
"Hey!" She put one hand on her hip, keeping the other on to grab on to the handle of the subway train. "Now that was just rude!"
"And you calling me an idiot is not?!" I jerked my hands up from my sides.
"Yeah, whatever," she waved it off. "I don't have time for this. Where are you heading?"
"I'm going back home," I told her, glad to change the subject, even if fighting was always fun.
"Home? Do you live in a big-ass mansion or something? No… You don't look the type," she examined me as well.
"Now who's the fashion model?" I growled. "I'm going back to my APARTMENT. Why you gotta know so much anyways? Stop pestering."
"Tch. I'm not pestering," she said. "I just need a place to stay tonight."
"With that kind of an attitude, you wouldn't have gotten a place to stay anywhere you went, no matter who you asked. Not a good thing, Larxene."
She sighed and her face fell, but as soon as I saw it happen, she regained her composure and looked up at the ceiling of the train.
"Fine," she said. "I'll just go ask someone else, since you're obviously not willing to let a perfectly beautiful woman sleep one night with you. I'm not even asking you for money or anything! I just need a place to stay."
"Hey. Hey. I never said you couldn't sleep over at my house," I chuckled. "I'm gay anyways, so we're all good."
"Yeah, I figured as much. Wait – Did you say I could stay at your apartment?" She smiled brightly and pointed a lazy finger at herself.
"Yeah. I mean, why the hell not? You don't seem like a bad gal, except you're… mean, to say the least," I shrugged my shoulders and turned to Demyx, who seemed to be left out of the conversation. "What do you think, Demyx?" He shrugged his shoulders as well and looked up at her face.
"She's pretty," he observed. "And I don't think she's too bad. You did say you were bored without anybody coming over all the time anyways, right?"
"Alright, you're coming home with me tonight, bitch!" I slapped my knee as I heard the beep over the intercom.
"We have arrived at Twilight Town, Avenue 8. Twilight Town, Avenue 8. The doors are about to open. Please step away from the doors. Thank you," the intercom announced.
"Let's go, Demyx," I turned to Larxene. "You too, girly."
"Hey. Don't go calling me a bitch and then a girly," she socked me lightly in the shoulder and laughed. "But, uh, I guess I'm staying the night. So… Th-th-th… Let's just go already," she dismissively waved a hand in the air and pushed me out the doors of the train.
I laughed quietly to myself as I allowed myself to be pressed out the door. Looks like I picked up a hooker this afternoon, and I'm not even straight; and I'm probably not old enough to be picking up girls off the side of the road anyways. She can't even say 'thank you'. How cute.
"Alright," I told her. "We're walking from here."
oXoXoXo
"Hey, Hayner," I licked my bar of Sea Salt ice cream.
"Yeah?" he licked his own bar of ice cream and we both looked out at the town's buildings. We were sitting on top of the station tower by ourselves, eating ice cream, just like old times. But in the old times, there were more people up here, and we would laugh and tell stories… Gossip about schoolmates… Talk about plans… Think about going somewhere…
"Where's Roxas at?" I asked him. I needed to see him. After 3 years, I missed him.
"Oh, well," Hayner looked at his camo-watch. Go figure. "He's probably at home right now with Sora. Knowing him, Roxas probably pulled into his driveway at 1:15 on the dot."
I giggled. That was true. Roxas was always a stickler for time management. He was so good at keeping up his schedule, we always knew where he was. Quiet, organized, and smart, Roxas was, really, the parent of everyone. I guess that came from never having his own parents at home, so he always took care of Sora. What a nice guy…
Hayner and I both stared out at the tops of the buildings in town, settling into a comfortable silence. I closed my eyes and felt the cool breeze blow across my face gently. When was the last time I was able to sit like this, doing absolutely nothing? It had been so long since I had a chance to just eat ice cream and enjoy life for a little bit. Ever since we moved to Destiny Islands, my parents had me taking art classes left and right. I had hardly any time to do anything else. I had experienced three excruciating years of fine arts camps, schools, classes, etc. I almost felt like it wasn't what I wanted anymore, but that wasn't true. I wanted to be an artist more than anything. I wanted to succeed in the art of every art there was. After all, no pain, no gain.
As we sat in peace on the top of the building, thoughts were running through my head. I silenced them and felt the hush sound of the town below us. What a beautiful feeling.
"Naminé?" Hayner asked quietly. It was rare to hear him whisper like that. He was usually loud and rambunctious.
"Mm?" I replied, eyelids covering my pupils.
"Do you want to see him?" this caught my attention and I opened my eyes slowly. I looked over to Hayner, who was still staring out at the vastness of the town. "We can go now, if you want," he turned to me and smiled. "Come on. Let's get off the top of the building. You know, Roxas almost fell off once."
I laughed. "Yeah, I remember that. We all got so scared… Pence almost peed his pants."
He laughed too and got up from his spot on the ledge, dusting off his pants. He extended a hand towards me and I reached for it, pushing myself off the floor as well.
He looked at his bare popsicle stick. "Whatever shall we do with this?" he said sarcastically. We both knew what to do. Turning to face the town again, we extended our arms out, popsicle sticks between our fingers.
"Whoops!" we said in unison, dropping the sticks at the same time. We both laughed and turned around to leave.
"Haven't done that in a long time…" I told him.
"Come on. Let's get going before Roxas runs off to someplace else."
oXoXoXo
"What does he want me to do?! Does he want me to call him?! Does he think I'm gay or something?! I don't get it! Why would some random stranger come up to me and say something like that?! And on top of it all, he was all, 'how old are you, kid?' and then he was all, 'you're so beautiful.' I mean, that's not cool! That is NOT cool! God, what is up with this traffic today?!" I slammed down a fist on the steering wheel and a loud honk emerged from the Mustang. "I mean, is he a stalker or something?! Does he know where I live?! What if he's at home waiting for me when I get back?! What if he's –"
"ROXAS! SHUT. UP," Sora turned to look at me fiercely. "Look! Don't worry! That's how people meet other people. They're bold enough to go out of their way and give their number to the person they feel attracted to. In this case, it was you who Axel just happened to be attracted to."
"What?! That doesn't make any sense! I'm not attracted to guys! I mean, didn't he have that weird blonde dude already?! Why does he need me?" This wasn't making any sense at all. I just wanted to get home, an empty home, mind you, and take a nap or something. Why wasn't Sora worried? Why was I the only one freaking out? Why was the traffic so slow today?!
"ROXAS," Sora slapped a hand to his forehead, sighing massively. "Just be quiet and drive. Green light, Go."
I pressed my foot down on the pedal and we starting speeding home. Back to the house… Back to the house… Where nobody will be, but Jenny, Marie, and Linda. Nobody else… Nobody like Axel or some other freak. Just our 3 maids. I blew a breath of air out of my mouth and blinked, scratching my head and running fingers through my hair. It'd be okay. I just needed to forget about Axel and his number. When we got home, I'd just throw the napkin away. No problem at all. Not at all.
"Not at all… No problem…" I whispered.
"Did you say something Roxas?" Sora asked, turning to me again.
"Nah, I just… What if he –"
"STOP IT! Look, we're almost home. Don't worry. See, no other cars around. We'll be just fine."
"What if he WALKED HERE?"
"Who would WALK all the way to your house from the Café?"
"Crazy people like him!"
"Just pull in the driveway and stop thinking about it."
I drove the car up the ramp of the driveway and parked right outside the garage. I didn't have time to park inside the garage. I needed to get inside the house ASAP. And I mean, ASAP. I ran to the door inside the garage, and practically bust it open. Then, I heard noises in the house. OHMYGOD!
But I couldn't scream! Then he'd just know I was there! I carefully tip-toed into the kitchen. As I rounded the corner, I saw spikey hair and a tall figure. No! No! NONONONONONO! I breathed in a calming breath and tried to compose myself. After building up enough courage, I swiftly stepped into the kitchen and yelled as loudly as I could.
"GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!" I had my hands in the form of a gun, pointing at Axe –. Wait. Was that…
"Cloud? Oh, thank god. I thought you were… Oh, God. Oh my god…" I brought a hand to my chest and leaned forward, heaving a sigh of relief. There Cloud was, stuffing his face with the food in our 'fridge. I can't believe I got so scared over nothing. It was just Cloud.
Cloud came to our house very often. He was a close friend of ours and his parents were good friends with our parents. We grew up together and now he practically lives at our house sometimes. Since he know the key-code to the garage, he can get in the house anytime he wants to. We don't mind, either, since he's practically been doing it since we were 10… or younger. Cloud ate a lot, too. We always bought enough groceries and stuff for everybody in the house and him, because he was always over, eating up our rations.
"Whu? Whus goin on?" he looked confusedly at me, mouth bulging with a slice of bread and… some other stuff.
"Uh. Nothing. Nothing, don't worry about it," I reassured him as Sora stepped into the kitchen as well.
"Yeah! Nothing but you totally and completely freaking out about some dude named AXEL coming into the house," he laughed at me. Cloud just swallowed his food and stared at us.
"Oh, yeah. There was another guy in here when I got in. I think his name was Axel."
"WHAT?!" Sora and I screamed. So my silly suspicions were true?! If we had water in our mouths, if would've came out in a mist of "pff-what?!"
"Just kidding you," he laughed at us. "God, you guys are so gullible. I love it when you get all surprised like that and freak out with your eyes practically falling out of their sockets. Ha."
"God, that was mean, Cloud. Seriously. This guy was so weird. He's got, like, this spikey red hair and these really green eyes and he was wearing black and had tattoos under his eyes."
"Sounds pretty weird," Cloud said, uninterested, before he turned back to the 'fridge, grabbing some more food and unwrapping it, stuffing it in his mouth. Man… That kid could eat. "Oh, mpheah. Foo gufs gof amyfing foo boo wafer?"
"What?" Sora strained his ears. "Wha… Can you repeat that?"
Cloud swallowed a large bite of… who knows what… and, looking satisfied, turned back to us, peeling his eyes off his dear and beloved refrigerator.
"You guys got anything to do later?" He said, nice and clearly, over-enunciating every word.
"Mm… Not that I can think of…" Sora put a finger to his lips. It made me think he was going to pick his nose for a second. My brain was all crazy and sorts today. I shook my head. This was all Axel's fault. "Roxas?" Sora turned to me. "You know the schedule like the back of your hand. Or should I say, like your hair gel?"
"For the last time, Sora – I do NOT use hair gel. I have naturally beautiful, swirly-looking, hair. Deal with it," I pretended to throw a lock of hair behind my shoulder. "No. We don't have anything else to do today. After therapy and lunch, we're free to do whatever."
"Alright!" Sora jumped for joy. "I need to call Kairi and tell her all about Mr. Car-part," he slid a hand into his murse (yes. Sora has a man-purse.) and produced a cell phone.
I really needed to get him to stop bringing that purse around with him everywhere. He was gay enough. (yes. Sora is a ho-mo.)
"Who?" What the heck was he talking about?
"AXEL. Your new boy-toy."
"HEY! HE'S NOT – DON'T TELL HER ABOUT THAT!" but I knew I couldn't stop him. He told Kairi everything. And by everything… I mean…
Everything.
You catch my drift, don't you? Like I said above, Sora is a homo. And homos do what girls do. In other words, 'Girls tell their girlfriends everything. Therefore, Sora, a gay man, tells his girlfriends everything.' Oh, gee. Too bad I don't have any girlfriends. All I got is some lame freak who gave me his number. I sure am going to call him! NOT.
Let me tell you about Sora's past. Sora realized his sexual orientation when he was only an 11-year old. I had always suspected something was wrong with him. He liked to watch football games without actually caring about the score. He liked to wear bright colors. Pink being a favorite. He loved to do theatre; singing, dancing, acting, you name it! He did it. The thing that gave the entire thing away, though, was his femininity. He was such a girl! He acted girly, talked girly, walked girly, ate girly… He was girly! Bottom line. But Sora always had it easy. He was the lovable gay guy, not the unpopular fag. Everybody absolutely loved Sora. He was so easy to get along with and by the time you found out he was gay, you really couldn't care less. Lucky him. Even though he was gay, he could still have popularity. I couldn't have it no matter how straight I was. And let me tell you – I was as straight as a ruler.
And him? Oh. Just about as straight as a circle.
"Look, Roxas," Sora looked at me after punching in the 2 on his phone, speed-dialing Kairi. "You know you can't stop me, so don't even bother to try. Okay? Okay," he held the phone up to his ear and leaned on the kitchen counter.
He was right… of course. I sighed and walked into the large living room next to the kitchen, flopping down on the couch. I needed rest. I was getting sleepy in the café anyways, so I decided to take a nap.
"Hey. I'm taking a nap you guys. If anybody rings the doorbell or comes over, wake me up, okay? You remember what happened last time you answered the door," I closed my eyes as I heard Cloud and Sora mumble something resembling a 'yeah, yeah'. I really didn't want to nap on the couch since my bed was a lot more comfortable, but I was too tired to get up from my half-sleep already and haul ass upstairs to my room. No thanks, mister.
As my head sunk into the white throw pillow, I began to drift off into a heavy, dream-filled sleep.
oXoXoXo
"Baby, take me on a journey.
I've been thinking lately,
I could use a little time alone with you.
Crazy, let's do something maybe
Please don't take your time.
You got me
Right where you want me!"
I was on stage, under the heat of the colorful lights of a large stage. As I sang into the microphone I squeezed my eyes shut and burst out with as much energy as I could for the audience.
"Can't explain it,
How you swept me off my feet, unexpectedly.
In slow motion,
My imagination's running, trying to keep my body still,
I can hardly stand the thrill.
Baby, don't be gentle,
I can handle anything."
I began to sway with the microphone as the audience was cheering, my eyes still shut. I bent over as I sang the high notes of the last line of the verse, squeezing every once of emotion I had into my voice.
"Baby,
Take me on a journey.
I've been thinking lately,
I could use a little time alone with you.
Crazy, let's do something, maybe.
Please don't take your time.
You got me
Right where you want me."
As I finished the song, I leaned the microphone to the side, picking up one end off the ground and opened my eyes. I scanned the audience and found something surprising. Staring up right at me with the same smirk he had held in the café was a red-haired man in the front row.
"Great job, blondie."
"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I shrieked.
oXoXoXo
I woke up with a cold sweat, eyes flicking open to the artificial light in the living room. That was the first time one of my singing dreams had turned into a nightmare with a red-headed man named Axel.
"Hey, Roxas… You okay?" Sora walked over to me with a warm cup of hot chocolate.
"Yeah… I think so…" I reached for the cup, but Sora suddenly jerked it away. "Hey! What's the big idea!"
"Nuh-uh. Not for you, Roxas-poo," he shook his head and said this in a ridiculous tone.
"Aren't you worried about your big brother –"
"Yeah, by 2 minutes, mmkay?" he took a sip out of the cup that I longed for.
"I just woke up from the freakiest nightmare! Share some with me!" I argued. I wanted my hot chocolate! I pouted my bottom lip out, trying to look like Sora did when he begged. I mean, we practically looked like clones with wigs on, but I couldn't get the pout as perfect as him.
"Nice try, Rox. You know you can't get it as perfect as I though," you got that right, buddy. "See, I'm nice. I got you another cup," he produced another steaming mug of hot chocolate from behind his back, handing it to me. I propped myself up from the couch cushion, sinking in a little, and took it by my free hand.
"Ha. I guess you're not too bad," I took a mouthful of the liquid into my lips. "Mm… This is good. Who made it?"
"Cloud. It's the instant kind," Sora laughed.
"Go figure," I said before mixing the chocolate with the little red straw in the cup, laughing a little myself.
Suddenly, Sora's whole face fell. He looked down at his own cup of hot chocolate and bit his bottom lip, looking very unsure. What was going on? What was with the sudden downfall of expression? Did I do something wrong? Was he offended that I said 'go figure'? No. That couldn't be it. We always joked about Cloud and his horrible food-preparing skills.
"What? What's wrong?"
"Roxas," he looked up at me slowly. "I didn't want to tell you this…" I wasn't sure I wanted to hear it, either.
"What? What's wrong?" I repeated, more exasperated this time.
"Someone's here to visit you." As if she was part of some magical act, a girl stepped into the room slowly and hesitantly.
"Hi, Roxas," she said sweetly.
I practically choked when I realized who it was.
"NAMINÉ?!"
oXoXoXo
luluNOTE:
Sorry Sorry SORRY for posting this up so late. I actually had this finished about 2 days ago, but I didn't want to post it up since I was afraid I missed something and would regret getting this up on the internet just yet.
Gut feeling, I guess. I know I'm going to regret putting this up tonight. It might totally affect the story later. SORRY!
But I'm pretty sure this is longer than the other chapters I posted up… Well, not much to say today. But it was AKUROKU DAY on 8/13! (AND I WAS SPAZZING ALL ABOUT!) So if you didn't know that, I'm sure you're glad to hear about it! I even drew a picture just for the holiday! (which you can check out at my deviantArt page with the same username. shameless advertising)
By the time this gets up, it'll be 8/15, so I'd be late for the holiday with my fanfic anyways. AGH oh well.
The song that Roxas was singing in his dream is Right Where You Want Me by Jesse McCartney. (If you didn't know already, Jesse is Roxas' voice actor. LOL And it's all Roxas' fault that I am now in love with his music, too.
THANKS SO MUCH FOR READING!
Me and my friend, Teresa, have been playing around with the story line a bit, too. I was wondering if I should kill somebody… haha. Well, you'll see, I guess. The future doesn't look too bright for the couple though! Oh noes!
Next Chapter: I don't even know anymore, since the future is so hazy with ideas now, but I PROMISE RIKU WILL COME IN THE NEXT CHAPTER! PROMISE.
By the way, what do you guys think of throwing in some Zemyx in here?
REVIEW PLEASE! AND I PROMISE YOU'LL GET AKUROKU COOKIES WITH LOTS OF HEART SPRINKLES ON TOP!