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Note: FF may delete spaces, punctuation marks, letters, etc. from the story... So if there's something there that I don't catch, sorry!
Warning: Boy-Love/Yaoi
Title: Broken Clockwork
Chapter: 8; Go Zexion GO!
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?
luluNOTE:
HAHA! I'm going to make you guys look up words in the dictionary! No, just kidding, I'll give you the definitions at the breaks. Definitions of Zexion's vocabulary will be after whatever section he used it in.
I was doing vocabulary memorization over the summer and when I got into the B's I started noticing a lot of words I could use in my fanfic. Immediately, I thought of Zexion, and that is probably the sole reason why he is placed in this fanfic. As an extra bonus, though, There will be Zemxy. As I studied my vocabulary, I started to circle the words that I thought Zexion could use in the story. The downside is, though, there won't be very many Zexion-Point-of-View sections of the story because I can't hold up an entire thought process with such big long words; I'm just not that smart.
THANKS SO MUCH TO: cherry, Following Padfoot's Pawprints, DemmyandZexy,TheOptimisticPessimist, Erinicole12, Roxastheguineapig, REIzor Image, BlackVampire14, anime-lova-xoxo!!! YOU GUYS ARE AMAZING! X3
- Lovely Lulu
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"Hey, Sora. I'm back," Roxas walked in through the front door to see Sora sitting on the couch, looking like he was about to pee his pants. Turning his head, Roxas then saw another person sitting with Sora. "Hey, who's this?" Roxas pointed to Zexion.
"Oh, this is Zexion, Roxas! He's so cool! Look at his hair! And you should hear how this guy talks. It's like he's from Britain or something. Would you like to have so te-ay? (-tea-)" Sora feigned a very bad British accent that sounded more like a Kentucky accent and Roxas almost cringed. "He's going to describe Cloud now! Go, Zexion! GO!"
"Ehm…" Zexion's facial expression hadn't changed at all, but he was apparently a little freaked out by Sora. "Cloud? He's a guy that can bemuse some people, I guess. He seems like a person who wants to be beneficent, but he's a beleaguered guy sometimes."
From the kitchen Cloud raised his voice in between bites, "I have no idea what that means, either!"
"See what I mean!?" Sora practically jumped ten feet high. "Now describe Roxas! Describe Roxas!" Sora pointed eagerly and Roxas' head, almost poking an eye out.
Wow… Roxas thought. Sora's getting really, really excited. I knew he was amused easily and everything, but… sheesh.
"I haven't even met the boy!" Zexion was getting a little frustrated with the demanded vocabulary and Roxas almost – almost – saw his expression change.
"Um…" A voice from behind Roxas sounded. "Can I…?" Everyone turned to look at who was outside the door.
"YOU BROUGHT HOME THE DUDE FROM THE CAFÉ!?" Now Sora was just freaked out. He almost jumped another 20 feet high. "ROXAS! I demand an explanation!" Sora changed his pointed finger to the direction of Axel.
"And who is this?" asked Zexion, not really seeming to care.
"This is –" Roxas started.
"I'm Axel. Got it memorized?" Axel brought a finely pointed finger to his head and leaned against the door frame.
"Yeah. You… took the words right out of my mouth," Roxas rolled his eyes.
"I'm sorry. You have quite an elusive name. Would you mind repeating it again?" Roxas couldn't tell if Zexion was joking or not.
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Definitions of Zexion:
(from the last chapter) Ebullient adj. bubbling with enthusiasm, excitement
Bemuse vb. Confuse
Beneficent adj. likes to be beneficial to others
Beleaguered adj. filled with problems or troubles
Elusive adj. Hard to capture, comprehend, remember
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I rolled my eyes. Axel was such a weirdo.
The subway train ride was a lot faster getting home than getting there, obviously. I had asked at every stop whether it was time to get out or not and each time, Axel would laugh and tell me no, not yet. Axel had found ten dollars lying on the floor of the train and quickly swiped it up and stuck it in his wallet. The owner was still on the train, though and demanded that Axel hand it back to him. Of course, knowing Axel, he refused to return the man's lost money. "Finders keepers, losers weepers!" Axel had pointed out in a very mature fashion. The man, knowing men, got angry and stood up, ready to spar. I, worried, placed a gentle hand on Axel's thin shoulder and told him if he needed money, I had plenty more ten dollar bills. Axel, suddenly looking ashamed, took the bill out of his wallet and handed it reluctantly back to the man. The man harrumphed and, luckily, the next stop was his. An old lady had seen the scene (pun not intended) and giggled silently to herself. She looked up at us and asked for our names. We told her and she told us we were such an adorable pair of teenagers. I blushed and took a seat in the man's empty seat. Axel just chuckled and held on to one of the train's support bars. We chatted briefly with the old lady and helped her get out of the train at her stop. When we finally got to the desired subway station, I ran out into the terminal and cheered. Axel almost had to get his spleen replaced from laughing so hard.
But the ride there was fun. For once, I hadn't continually looked at my watch, I noticed, knowing exactly when I'd get home and when I'd left. In fact, I hadn't glanced at my watch ever since we left the café.
During the walk home, Axel jabbered on about something like people asking him what kind of hair gel he uses when he doesn't actually use any. Midway through the walk, Axel began to twirl my hair gently with his fingers. I hadn't noticed at first, but when I did, I pretended to be ignorant and continued to walk. It was a nice sensation to have somebody play with your hair and talk to you instead of at you. The conversation wasn't one-sided, either, I had noticed. I had been smiling the entire way home and I hadn't realized it until we reached the front door of the house.
Standing in the doorway with Axel leaning up against the frame, I started to hum quietly to myself.
What is this feeling?
So sudden and new?
I felt the moment
I laid eyes on you.
My pulse is rushing.
My head is reeling.
My face is flushing.
What is this feeling?
Fervent as a flame
Does it have a name?
Yes, Ooh –
"Roxas? You there!?" I broke out of my trance to find Sora waving an obnoxious hand in my face.
"He does this sometimes," Sora informed Axel and Zexion. "He suddenly zones out and starts humming some tune that I can't even hear or make out."
"I… Do not!" I snapped, batting away Sora's hand, shaking my head.
"Do, too!"
"Do not!"
"Do, too!"
"Do not!"
"You do, toooooo!"
"Ugh! Let's go Axel!" I spun around on my head and grabbed axel by the wrist, dragging him up the stairs. "It was nice meeting you, Zexion." I shouted as I stormed away.
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What could I possibly have been thinking when I took Axel up to my room? I must not have had my head on straight, I told myself, but sure enough, there we were, walking towards the nice white door at the end of the hallway. The door to my room. Of course there was a schedule taped to the door, like always, and of course there was the regular "KEEP OUT OF MY STUFF, SORA!" sign hanging there, a little crooked from the many times I stormed angrily into my room after an argument over the phone, slamming the door shut with a loud BANG that everyone in the house was already accustomed to.
But this time, I was bringing some other being other than Cloud or Sora or one of the maids into the room.
I was bringing Axel, a total and complete stranger to me, into my room.
What could I possibly have been thinking?!
My free hand reached for the glass doorknob and I could almost feel Axel tense up from the wrist, but not from anxiety or phobia – from excitement of entering my room. Yeesh. That sounded perverted. The second the door swung open, I heard Axel take a sharp intake of air into his lungs. He brought a hand slowly up to his mouth and let his eyes dart around the vast room.
"HOLY SHIT, KID!" was the reaction well earned.
"Er… yeah," was the lame response.
I let go of Axel's wrist and his arm fell soundly back towards his body. I spread an arm out towards the room in a sweeping motion.
"Welcome to the vicinity of Roxas," I told him.
"No kidding!" Axel walked in further without permission and began to touch everything he saw, like a little kid at the toy store. Finally, still moving his head up and down the walls, he plopped down onto the king-sized bed. "My god, Roxas… Who knew you had… this!?" With that, Axel flung his arms out towards the room in general then grabbed his hair with both hands, letting his back fall into the bed as he stared quietly at the ceiling.
"Well… Where do you live?" I strolled over to the bed and plopped myself down beside his still body.
"Avenue 8," he replied, rubbing his eyes and blinking a few times. "I live in an apartment that's smaller than this room," Axel said. He turned his head to look at me and I decided to fall back into the bed to lie beside him. The next thing that came out of my mouth surprised the both of us.
"Could I… Could I come over some time?" Realization of what I had just uttered hit my like a bolt of lightning. "Agh! No! Sorry! I didn't mean to say that!" I rolled over on my side to face away from Axel to hide the red blush spreading, yet again, across my face. After not getting a response for a little, I started to get worried. I hoped he didn't think I was totally desperate or something. I kept asking him for favors like that…Suddenly I heard a chuckle emerge from Axel's skinny throat.
"You're sooo ADORABLE!"
"AXEL! WHAT ARE YOU –"
The next thing I knew, Axel had glomped me with his lanky arms and I was being cuddled to his chest. His head laid gently on my shoulder and I tensed greatly, but the tense died down as I listened to the even breaths coming out of the redhead's nose. My eyes began to droop and eventually closed. The warmth of Axel's body had overcome my own and he felt like a giant blanket with his arms wrapped around me like that.
After what seemed like forever staying in that position on my bed… That sounds so perverted! After staying like that for a while, I finally knew I had to move, but Axel wasn't budging. His arms were hooked with each other around me so that I was stuck there. He had draped one leg, without me even noticing in the slightest until right then, over the bottom half of my body and I was practically wedged in there forever. Although he seems like a twig that would blow away in the wind, he sure had body mass compared to me.
"Um…" I began uncomfortably. "Axel…?"
No response; Just the soft breathing in and out of air from Axel's nose.
"A…xel…?" I tried a second time.
Still no response.
"Axel!" I tried to move, but I was definitely stuck for a while. "Shit… Did you fall asleep!?"
Of course – Still no response.
I mentally slapped myself in the forehead since my arms were locked, bent across my chest, under the tight grip of Axel's menacingly pointy arms. He had fallen asleep!? Are you kidding me?! This isn't funny, God!
"Nnh…" Axel stirred.
"Axel! Are you awake?" I tried to shake my body to get him to wake, but all he did was move his head even deeper into my neck curve so his face was right next to mine. "Ugh…" I groaned. This was so embarrassing. As I laid there, waiting for the awakening of the redhead, I began to feel sleepy from the warmth radiating from his body. My own eyes drooped yet again, but this time I fell asleep.
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luluNOTE:
This has been sitting around on my laptop for a while now. I've been so busy with my tests and quizzes, so don't expect an update for a while. I just wanted to put this up since this is what I have finished right now. Sorry about the long wait! TAT
Now back to making and studying my flashcards. This next week is filled with test and quizzes. Every day I have at least one quiz or test.
-continues to make excuses-
I know you guys don't care and just want the story (lol) but bear with me okay? I promise I'm writing down ideas that come to me at school and stuff (during tests, lol) and then trying to get it into the story.
I love you all for being so patient with me!
- Lovely Lulu
The song that Roxas hums in this chapter is What Is This Feeling? from the musical, Wicked. The song is actually a song about two girls that loath each other, but Roxas is cut short before he can say "loathing", implying that he was thinking of... well, a different word.