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Warning: Boy-Love/Yaoi
Title: Broken Clockwork
Chapter: 10; Can I…?
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:
Guess what? I got an awesome new haircut with orange/brown highlights! It's awesome!
Okay – Let me clear something up really quick so you guys aren't confused. Axel did not, I repeat, DID NOTactually rape or have sex with Roxas. It was all in Roxas' dream but you know how if you put your hand in a bucket of water while you're sleeping, you'll pee your pants? Same scenario here – kind of. Axel was just rubbing Roxas' stomach and chest so Roxas had a wet dream. XD
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YAGHHH!!! This is so late!!! –is shot and buried in a bush- I APOLOGIZE! I crank out a new chapter for you!
Very sorry for the wait,
Lovely Lulu
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"Can I go to the restroom?" I asked. There were still 34 minutes left of class and the lack of coffee this morning was really getting to me. Well, it was either that or the fact that the teacher was putting everyone to sleep.
A few people giggled, immature as they are, but the teacher nodded her head and off I went. I walked out the door and closed it behind me silently.
I was walking to the bathroom to go splash some water in my face when I bumped into the one thing that I really didn't want to see right then.
"Axel?" I panicked. What was he doing here?! "What are you doing here?!"
"Come on, let's go!" Axel urged. He hooked his slender fingers into the elastic-y part of my sweater and tugged.
"Go? What are you talking about?" I yanked my sleeve back into my possession and looked around for an escape route.
"Let's get out of here," he replied, trying once again to grab my sleeve.
"What!? What do you mean, 'Let's get out of here'?! You know I can't do that!" I whipped my head around to look at him with an expression of shock, jerking my sleeve back to my side again.
"Come on, come on. It's not like it matters. The school doesn't give a crap, your mom'll never find out, and best of all, it's your Senior Year. Colleges don't look at that stuff, if that's what you're worried about. Plus, you already applied for all your colleges and whatever in Junior Year, right? Seniors skip class all the time. Nobody gives a crap during Senior Year," Axel explained nonchalantly.
"It's called a Senior Slump, Axel. And this," I pointed to my head, "Is called a CONSCIENCE. I doubt you have one. I'm not playing hooky," I threw a glare at him.
"Uh-huh. You mean to tell me, you've never once skipped class. Ever," Axel smirked with a non-believing eyebrow jerk.
"Yes."
He just stood there, then, staring at me, disbelieving what he heard.
"Well, let's get going – there's lots to see for your first time, Roxy!"
"Roxy!? Axel! Where are you taking me!? Axel! Let go –" But before I knew what else to say, the twig-man was already dragging me out of the school with his surprising upper-body strength while I protested the entire time. Talk about your typical oxy-moron. The hallways were empty when we left, but I still knew I couldn't yell for help. If somebody heard us, Axel would get in trouble with the school and I would, too, for trying to get out of class – FOR A FEW MINUTES, not an entire day…
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"You can't be serious!" I yelled as soon as we were off school grounds. Axel finally let go of my arm and I rubbed it. Man… His grip was tight. "I can't believe you just dragged me out of school!"
"You didn't seem to try too hard to get out," Axel pulled out a pack of lights from his pocket and lit it easily with his worn-down lighter.
"You smoke, too!? I should've known!" I grabbed the cigarette and threw it down at the ground. "Don't smoke! Don't you listen to those cheesy posters on the walls with all the animals smoking or whatever?+"
"What are you talking about? And who are you to tell me not to smoke!?" He countered, proceeding to drag another smoke out of the box. I decided not to go for it again. God knows what that pervert would do if I got any closer to him.
"Take me back," I crossed my arms and stared at the ground.
"Mm?" Axel turned towards me, lighter still up next to his cigarette.
"Take me back to my school. I don't even know how the hell you found out where I went to school."
Axel just chuckled and slipped the lighter into his pocket again. He took a drag and looked out at the dusty sky. We were standing just a few meters away from the entrance of a small-housed subdivision. I wondered what kind of lifestyle Axel lived… Didn't he have a job or something?
"Pedo… Kidnapping kids during school… No job… No life…" I mumbled to myself.
Axel turned towards me again. "What did you just say?"
"Nothing," I replied haughtily. "Nothing, you perv."
"Hey! I didn't do anything this time!" He put his hands up and shrugged, cigarette hanging out of his mouth. "Your cousin or whatever told me where you went to school."
"Cousin?" I wrinkled my nose. Who was this unheard of cousin that I had?
"Spikey blonde hair…?" Axel tweezed some of his own spikes to accentuate his description.
"Oh. Cloud? He's just a family friend… Not a cousin," I sighed in relief. I really didn't want to find out I had some cousin that was – "Wait. CLOUD TOLD YOU!?"
Axel just nodded and murmured a "mhm" before breathing in more cancer gas and blowing it out towards the sky. I coughed.
"THAT –cough- TRAITOR!" I wheezed and leaned on the fence we were standing in front of. "Agh… Did you pay him or something?!"
"No… I just gave him some cooki –"
"Cloud! You idiot!" I pointed a strict finger at Axel. "Take me back to school! Right now!"
"I can't believe you still want to go back there. Come on – Let's go do something fun!" Axel grinned.
"You perv!" I turned on my heel and started stomping away.
"I didn't mean it like that!" Axel latched a hand onto my shoulder. I turned and looked down at the hand and he quickly removed it. "Hey! Hey – Maybe school's over already!"
I raised my eyebrow at him in a doubtful manner. "We haven't even had lunch yet," I said. I quickly brought my watch up.
11:56:13 am
Suddenly my stomach growled loudly. I looked down and gulped. What perfect timing…
"Come on!" Axel seized my wrist again and dragged me to a nearby hot dog vendor. "We're pretty far away from your school… -ish, so, since you're hungry and all, let's get something to eat here," he grinned again and I noticed how his eyes sparkled for that brief 2 seconds before he turned around and continued to head towards the hot dog vendor.
We approached the man selling and Axel let go of my hand. "What do you want, Roxas?" My stomach did this weird bubbling thing and I blushed.
"Um… I… Let's just go back to my schoo—" My stomach did another weird bubbling thing and I could feel the emptiness of the organ in my body. "Er… Just a hot dog, I guess."
"Alright. Two hot dogs please," Axel took out his wallet from his back pocket and opened it up as the man bent down to get the order. I noticed Axel freeze. Peering around from behind him, I saw the man bite his bottom lip, eyebrows furrowed, and a "shit" was muttered.
"Axel…? You alright, there?" I asked him.
"I'm… fine… Uh… We may have some problems…" I saw him close his wallet and turn it over to unzip another section usually reserved for coins. Fingering the small change, he came up with only dimes, nickels, and pennies… and obviously not enough to buy a hot dog, much less two. I sighed and waited for him to turn and ask me for money. The man came back up and surprisingly, instead of turning to me for money, he spoke to the man.
"Um… Sorry, dude, but… I'm a little short on dough… Here, take this…" Axel dumped all the coins onto the little metal cart, "and just put one of the hot dogs away. I just won't get one…"
"Alright-o, then," the man grunted. He put one of the hot dogs back into the cart and came back up to count the change. "You're missing about a 2 dollars here, sonny," Axel bit his lip again and put on the same pained expression I had peeked on earlier. I was surprised Axel hadn't just asked me for money… Usually that would be the first resort people would go to before giving up their own hot dog. I smiled and bit my own lip. Cautiously, I took out my own blue-jean material wallet and easily stroked out a 10.
"Here," I said, handing it to the man. "And get that other hot dog you just put away." I turned towards Axel and he raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Sorry for the inconvenience," I told him. "I should've stepped in earlier."
"No problem," the hot dog vendor said as he came back up. Axel and I laughed at the man for thinking I was apologizing to him. We took our hot dogs, my change, and some ketchup and mustard packets and walked off. We sat down on a bench not too far away. Everything was so close in the city...
"Hey," Axel unwrapped his hot dog and took one of the ketchup packets from the pile. "Sorry about that… I didn't want to have you pay."
"I'm rich – no worries," I said, unwrapping my own hot dog. "I was surprised you didn't ask me for money."
"You – Surprised? Why?" Axel looked up from his handicraft of ketchup waves on his hot dog.
"Well, I mean, you knew I had money and everything," I shrugged. "You even went to my house. It's just that people usually ask me for money since they know I have it."
"Why would anybody do that, though? That's just rude and… so… Using you!" He put on a disgusted face and set his ketchup packet down on the bench.
"Naminé sure didn't have a problem with it…" I glared down at my hot dog.
"Naminé…? You mean your crazy-bitch of an ex-girlfriend?" Axel smirked. "Get your hot dog. We're getting your mind out of the gutter and out for some hooky fun!"
"Ew…"
"Not like that! Who's the perv now!?"
"Still you," I stood up from my spot on the bench and tossed the remaining ketchup and mustard packets in the trash bin beside it.
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We walked side by side down the street, wandering wherever and talking about mindless things.
"I think those loose leg warmers are pretty cool," Roxas opinionated.
"I like the pale rainbow ones… and the red and white ones. They're good color combinations, right? You won't find any around my apartment though. I mean, I might not be the manliest of men, but I definitely won't wear some girly leg warmers," I laughed.
"You mean you live in an apartment…?" Roxas asked me, disbelieving.
"Yeah. It must seem weird to you since you live in a mansion, but it's not so bad," I replied, because it really wasn't. I had Demyx always there to watch my back and the newly added Larxene to keep me company… of some sort. I scuffed the sidewalk with my heels and rested my hands in my pockets.
"How old are you?" He asked.
"18 just last October."
"Only 18 years old? That's only a year older than me…" Roxas scratched his head thoughtfully. I looked down at him, smiled, and ruffled his hair. He didn't seem to mind the physical contact as much anymore. Well, we never really did have much physical contact… Except that one day in his room… I smirked.
"Yeah… Me and my mom didn't get a long too well, so I kind of had to move out," I let my hand sit on his soft hair. How could such strange, swirly hair be so soft? Didn't he use hair gel or hair spray or something? Maybe it was naturally awesome, like mine.
"What do you mean?" he inquired.
"Like, there was this one time that she came home, drunk as usual, and didn't make me any dinner. I don't know why, but I got kind of pissed and yelled at her about being such an irresponsible mother. I mean, it wasn't something that didn't happen regularly. She came home drunk all the time and almost never made me any dinner. And I knew that, so I still don't really know why I got so mad at her," I took my hand off his head and looked down at the sidewalk.
"Maybe you just got fed up with it," Roxas inferred, running his fingers through his hair to straighten it back out.
"Maybe…" A newspaper brushed my feet as it flew by. We watched it as it blew into the street and into the far distance. "Hey, you, uh… Want to go back?"
"I don't really care anymore, I guess," Roxas rubbed the back of his neck and chuckled lightly. "I think school's probably over by now, anyways," he brought up his wrist to see the time.
"What time is it?"
"2:33 and 24 seconds and counting," he replied accurately. I just raised my eyebrow.
"Do you always need to be so precise about the time?" I wondered aloud.
"Well, everything in my life revolves around a time schedule, you know? Speaking of which – I've got to go pick up Sora from school. Can we head back? Where the heck are we anyways?" He laughed. His laugh tinkled like bells and was so bright. It was such a deviation from his usual expression of nothingness. I liked it. A lot.
"Yeah, uh, yeah sure," I blushed and looked to the side. "Come on, let's go," we turned around and started walking.
We walked in a comfortable silence for a little while until Roxas brought up the subject of pajamas. This kid was just full of surprises.
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"We're here!" I smiled broadly and made a large theatre-like hand gesture that said TA-DA!
"No, really?" Roxas bit back. I put my hands down. We both stood there like idiots, looking at the big, white school with stars painted along the middle of the building walls.
Then, Roxas turned towards me hesitantly. I pretended I didn't notice, of course.
"Hey, Axel?" He said quietly.
"Yeah?" I turned my head then twisted my body around to face him.
"Can I… umm…" he tugged at his shirt and laughed nervously. I waited in an unusually patient manner as he searched for words. "Can I…"
The next thing I knew, he had thrown his arms around me into a tight hug. I stumbled backwards a little bit and then carefully put my hands on his head. His head rested on my chest and I smiled. I put my head in the crook of his neck and shoulder and he squished my stomach even tighter, snuggling his head into my chest. I placed a hand on the back of his head and closed my eyes. It was an unexpected gesture, but hey – everyone needs to start somewhere.
I felt him tense abruptly and he promptly pushed me away.
"P-people are going to see… Sorry about that… Totally impulsive, ahaha," he laughed nervously again. "Sorry! I think… that was probably the first time I ever did anything on impulse." His laugh died down to a chuckle. "I, uh, I better get going, huh? Thanks for that – it was actually pretty fun! See you around…," he paused and looked at me in the eye. "…Axel." Then the little blonde boy ran and stumbled into Twilight School just as the bell rang and students began to pour out. I watched as he disappeared into the sea of teenagers coming out of their classes and out of the front doors, flooding onto the school courtyard.
All I could do was stand there in front of that big building, smiling like a goofy idiot. I skipped to the subway that day.
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luluNOTE:
Whoo… Wow! THIS IS LATE! Ahhaa… -looks around nervously-
-gets millions of stones chucked at her-
I'm so sorry this took so long… So sorry, so sorry, so sorry. We got some development here, at least. Lo siento to all of you RikuSora fans out there lol This chapter was totally focused on Axel and Roxas.
One of the stories I was reading from, like, a year ago, finally updated. Yeesh! I hope I don't do that and make you guys wait a whole year for another chapter! XD
I guess there's not much I can say… Hope you enjoyed the long-awaited chapter! Thanks so much for being so patient. Good karma for you! Lol
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References:
"+" - If you've never seen these posters before with all the animals, it's basically 5 or 6 animals lined up and all of them have cigarettes in their mouths. The poster says, "If they don't look cool doing it, neither do you." Or something along the lines of that. I've seen it in, like, 4 different languages lol.