Darn, so, reading hetalia fan fictions apparently really inspired this chapter. Anyone who would like to read a good DenNor I highly suggest Hummingbird. (Although I'm more of a PruCan person.)
Anyways onward to Axel's chapter.
Fatefully yours
Chapter 8
Forgetful
-Saturday-
Marluxia slowly opened his eyes to glace at the clock on his wooden nightstand. It was only three in the afternoon. He could probably talk Axel into staying a bit longer. After all, Marluxia knew that deep down, Axel really did enjoy being with him.
The redhead was still asleep. He looked so peaceful with one arm stretched out, where Marluxia's head had been and the other covering his eyes. So peaceful and vulnerable. Did the redhead not know how much Marly wanted to take advantage of him sometimes.
Thinking, Marly began looking for his phone. Surely he had left his phone in his pocket. He could, and would, get a few pictures while Axel was out. Then he would return to his warm arms and pretend to be asleep. Axel wouldn't leave while the rosette slept on. Unfortunately, for Axel, he was far to faithful. After the first ten times Marluxia had screwed him over, by doing various things, everyone thought that the redhead would finally wise up. But no, to his friends and Marluxia he was as faithful and trusting as ever. Although he had a rude and cruel side that the rosette absolutely loved.
Smiling a cruel smile, Marluxia snapped a few pictures on his phone. He knew ho much the redhead hated having his picture take. There was not a photo in Marluxia's vast, and somewhat stalker-ish, collection that didn't have Axel trying to turn or pull away. This could be great blackmail, since he was always so defensive about the subject.
The rosette decided on sending one of the better pics to Axel. He made sure to type in caps "BLACKMAIL." Hearing the almost inaudible buzz against the floor, Marluxia's eyes narrowed. They were friends, right? And friends looked at their friends texts all the time, right? Alex would really mind if he were to peak at his phone. He would mostly find text to Demyx anyways, and some to Luxord. No harm done.
Naturally Marluxia's name was first in the screen. He really liked the look of that too. Under his though, was a name Axel had never mentioned to him before. Who was Roxie? Was the some bimbo he was shacking up with? The rosette was sure that his love would be enough so that Axel never needed anyone else. Sure Marluxia had Larxene, but even she had her own little play toy. He scrolles down more to see Luxord's name then a bunch of texts with Dem. He didn't bother to scroll anymore. He really didn't like the thought of sharing his redhead. He didn't even like sharing with Dem or Luxie, but neither of them had ever made a move on what was his. Besides, he knew where to find both of them should they ever try.
Axel had to learn his lesson, he had to realize that he belonged to the rosette. He went to Axel's contacts and erased Roxie's name, he then typed his own name into that spot and vis versa. Then he blocked his name, it being Roxie's number. And deleted his picture message and Roxie's text that remained unanswered.
Marly put the phone back into the back pocket of Axel's black jeans, then crawled back onto the white bed. He curled up next to Axel, sucking in his warmth. He snuggled up close before falling asleep. Yes, the redhead was his and remain that way. Marly would work to make him hate this Roxie girl.
"Ello." Luxord called as Axel entered their flat. He didn't look up from his laptop, he didn't need to. He hated seeing that self-loathing look on Axel's face. If he was going to hate himself so much after being with the older man he could have said no. "Have fun?"
Axel laughed dryly, facial features screwed up in total disgust. "The best day of my life."
"Well, wile you kids were off having fun, I, as an adult, have been working to find us a good place."
"And?" Axel walked over to the empty chair on the other side of the table and plopped down.
"You'd better slap a smile on. The place I found is only a block away from where I work."
Axel's face brightened a little. "Sounds close to Dem's place."
The blonde nodded. "It is."
"You sound confident about this place."
Luxord smiled. "I know we'll get the bloody thing."
"If not, we could always crash at Demyx's place for a while." The redhead said with a grin.
"Haven't you had enough fun today?" Luxord joked.
-Monday-
Axel had just gotten home. He kicked several boxes out of his way upon entering the door, not to mention the ones he forcefully shoved aside trying to get into the flat. The redhead dropped his black message bag full of books on the had wooden floor.
"Luxie, I know you're packing, but can't you do it neatly?" He yelled. His voice echoed off the bare grey walls of the flat. The blonde haired man had done some serious damage in packing. This was the first time Axel had seen the place look so bleak. Even when he had moved in, the walls were still somewhat covered in pictures or posters. Strangely enough the walls were very clean. He couldn't even tell where anything had been hung up.
Yes, they had gotten the apartment. And Axel could now tell why Luxord had been so confident. The owner of the apartment complex had been a long time friend of the blonde and even of Marluxia. Axel's first introduction to 'Xiggy' had been one of the strangest. The older man had a black eye patch he wore over his right eye and gray streaks through his long black hair. He had a strange scar up the left side of his cheek that stopped eight under his golden eye. He later told Axel his name was Xigbar, but the redhead may call him Xiggy. Axel was even more surprised to know that Xigbar's best friend was also a good friend of his, one that he had known since childhood. Then again, as Axel thought about it, his friend Saix had always perfered older guys. Some things never change.
"Don't be so grouchy." The Brit said from his bed.
Axel was about to retort, but his phone buzzed... again. It was a good thing he had left it on vibrate during his classed, because since Saturday, Roxas had been texting his nonstop. It was kinda creepy. He would ask off the wall questions, and it seemed like he was acting like a girl.
'Axel do you got to college?'
That was far more normal than anything he had typed over the past day or so. 'Yes.'
'What for?'
Axel sighed. What did it matter? Whatever had happened to the old Roxas, the one who left him alone for days on end, he really wanted him back. Not this clingy, girly, touchy feely, person.
"Axel, Marly is have a party Friday. You coming too?" Luxord looked at the annoyed redhead.
Over my dead body, he thought with a sigh.
-Friday-
Demyx showed up at Luxord's flat a little after eight. Since he knew it was the redhead's day off, thanks to Marluxia, the older decided that dragging his friend to his house wasn't a bad idea. It beat hanging home alone and the blonde highly doubted that Axel wanted to go to Marly's party.
"Your house? Sure, why not." Axel had said over the phone. The enthusiasm in his voice was lacking.
Demyx shoved his hands in his pockets after closing his car's door. It was a chilly night, but not raining. The only fault of living in England, and it happened to be a very nice fault. Demyx loved when it rained. Often times Zexion would complain about it but the youngster would get over that.
The blonde knocked on the door. He heard the hard footsteps of what could only be an annoyed Axel and something being dragged around. The harsh footsteps turned to a quiet shuffling.
"Yes?" Axel opened the door. The blonde could now see why he would be annoyed. It looked like he had just gotten out of bed. His hair down in an unusual fashion, not in a ponytail or spiked up like he was accustomed to.
"Heya Axe, you almost ready?" Demyx said with a huge smile.
"For what?" Axel leaned against the door and yawned into his fist.
"Huh, I thought we agreed that you'd hang out with me and Zexy tonight."
Axel turned around to look at the clock on the wall. "Yeah, I remember. Let me get dressed." The redhead shoved the door closed behind him.
Demyx grumbled about Axel's rudeness before heading back to his blue car. If he wanted to sleep he could have just said so. But then he wouldn't have kept his word.
The blonde watched the latter close the door and make sure it was locked before stuffing his keys into that old worn messenger bag. Axel trudged to the car through the graveled driveway. He forcefully opened the car door and slammed it loudly after he plopped down in the seat.
The traffic was light but the car ride had all but put the redhead to sleep. Again Vexen had given him homework, yet the teacher was going to Marly's party and halfway expected to see his student there. Then he would lecture him about how he should be doing school work like a good student and not a parties. It would have been the first time it happened.
Like Axel expected, Demyx had put in a movie and snuggled up on the couch with his nineteen year old boyfriend. Zexion squirmed at the blonde's touches in front of Axel, the youngest strongly opposed PDAs.
The redhead's phone vibrated, for once with a number and name he hadn't seen in a week or so. 'Axel are you ignoring Roxas?'
It had surely confused him, but it took him only a few seconds to reply. 'No, I've been texting him all week. He seems a bit strange though.' Not that Axel thought he had any right to say that.
'Maybe you should check and see if you're texting the right person. My brother wouldn't lie to me. When you figure out what's wrong, wish him happy birthday.'
"Who ya texting, Axel? Got a girlfriend?" Demyx laughed looking over at him. His face grew serious at his friend's confusion.
"Dem, you've known Marly for a really long time right?"
"Since grade school, why?"
"Do you think he's the kind of person who would mess with someone and just run with it?" To Axel it was the only explanation. But that was almost a week ago.
"Well, Zexy you explained it well once."
Zexion sighed. "I guess you could say he's possessive. He wants what's his to only belong to him. So I guess he would mess with somebody's life."
Axel got up and excused himself, leaving the other boys lost and wondering what Marly did.
"I don't like Marluxia." Zexion said. "I think it's better when you and Axel don't hang around him."
"Ah, Zexy are you worried about us? Well, Axe is a big boy. He can handle Marly."
"Do you know his way of handling Marluxia?" Demyx shook his head and his boyfriend sighed, leaning in close to Demyx's ear. "Submission."
Axel rounded the corner blissfully unaware of the conversation the other two were having. Once he was far enough away he called the number that red Roxas.
"Hello?" Marly said from the other line.
"Hello Marluxia." Axel gritted his teeth.
"Oh, uh, hello Axel."
"How many times are you gunna mess with me like this?" It took everything he had not to yell.
"I was just having fun. When you found out I figured you would come over so I could fix it and we could spend some more time together." Marly laughed lightly.
"How do I fix it?"
"You have to come over here."
"Marluxia, you tell me now or you'll never see my face again!"
"Okay, okay. I just blocked her under my name. Geez."
"Well I know how to fix that so I won't need to come over to get his number back."
"His?" Marluxia sounded like a volcano about to erupt.
"Don't worry Marly, he's only a friend. But you should start looking for a new toy to play with, because I'm not coming back to you." With that Axel hung up. He typed Marluxia's number into the correct spot and blocked his number. No going back. He fixed Roxas' number on the way back to Demyx's living room.
'Happy birthday Roxas. Might wanna tell Sora he's the best brother ever.'
I'm sorry, even after promising to do better about getting the story out I took forever. I won't make excuses, I just didn't want to type it out.
Any who thanks to everyone who faved followed and reviewed. I'm sorry if the last chapter was confusing I already Said i didn't really like it or this one. Also I don't think I got that text between Sora and Axel wrong, sorry. To Dureumlasora, I'm glad somebody else likes Hawthorne Heights, I thought about not adding it. But I thought it was funny how the song related to Axel, and Roxas liked to listen to it. Also the ages for the characters are somewhat weird. If anyone needs I'll type them next chapter.
I know that this chapter may seem kinda rushed and the beginning of the next one might to but it will be worth it, I've already started to type it. Oh, VioletterWriter, and anyone else who may have liked this, I know that you like the way that the chapters go back and forth between the two, next chapter will be in both. I will not have a chapter a second chapter going over the same thing. I know you'll understand why when it comes out, but just a heads up.
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