Roxas knocked on the Weis' front door, waiting for Naminé and Kairi to open up so they could go to the party. Axel was parked in the driveway, having his last smoke before the girls got in the car to complain about the smell. Not that Kairi would be complaining.
The door opened to their father. Roxas smiled politely and nodded. "Evening, DiZ." Ansem Weis, known by almost everyone who knew him as DiZ, was looking down at Roxas with a cool expression. He'd really changed around him since h started dating Naminé. Father's protective instincts, he guessed. It's not like the guy didn't know what his eldest daughter's friends were like.
"You may come inside," he invited. "Naminé is getting ready. She said to tell you she has your costume."
He waved at Axel to show he was going inside, and stepped through the door. Nobody expected the invitation to extend to the redhead. DiZ liked him even less than Roxas at the moment.
Roxas followed the sound of Naminé's favourite band upstairs to the girls' bathroom. Kairi rolled her eyes as soon as she spotted him. "Oh thank fuck you're here," she said, getting to her feet. Whatever she was actually wearing as a costume was covered under a pink coat. "I'm going to wait in the car with Axel."
She swept past him and he knocked on the doorframe of the bathroom. "Nam? It's me."
"Roxas~!" she greeted happily. She was very carefully arranging her hair, dressed in white body-tight clothes. "Your costume is on the back of the door."
He stepped in to grab it and gave a very confused look. It was some kind of… onesie. With cat ears. "Uh… Naminé?"
"Go on and change in Kairi's room!" she said, doing something with a hair straightener and tucking a lock of hair in place beside her neck. "I'll be done in a minute!"
She was actually closer to five minutes, and when she came to join him in the hallway, he couldn't actually see any difference in when he'd left her. He didn't understand girl's hair styles. They spent ages on it only to have it look exactly the same - Axel may take an hour to set his hair, but at least Roxas could tell the difference once he was done.
She disappeared into her bedroom for a moment, then when she reappeared she was wearing a copy of his own weird onesie. There hadn't been a mistake then, this was actually what she had been planning for them both to wear. How embarrassing.
He cleared his throat. "Ready to go? Your sister is already waiting in the car."
She linked her arm through his, smiling at him happily as she led him downstairs. DiZ was waiting for them at the front door. "It's a school night," he reminded them sternly, "so Naminé, absolutely no drinking." He turned his glare on Roxas. "She is to be back by 10:30pm or I will send the police to Riku's place."
"Yes sir," he said.
He couldn't help but feel a little relieved. He didn't want to spend the whole night with her. Not to mention, any later than that and his friends would start other activities she'd only been uncomfortable. Not that he could participate any more, but he still didn't want her there.
"Oh my god," she said as they approached the car. "He really drives this piece of shit? Is it even drive worthy?"
"Evening to you, Naminé," Axel said, rolling his eyes. He petted the dashboard. "It's okay, Eight. She doesn't know."
"It's like fifty years old!" she protested, not wanting to get in.
"She's forty-two," Axel replied, "and she's vintage."
"It's a death trap!" she snapped, stomping one foot.
"You could always walk to Riku's," Axel replied, his temper practically smoking. One hand twitched, as if he wanted to rub it through his own hair - but it was in one of his sleek, neat buns again and that would only make a mess. "I'm leaving," he announced, eyes settling on Roxas instead of Naminé. "Are you in or out?"
Roxas shrugged and got in the car. The blonde was furious, but she climbed into the backseat beside him.
"What's your costume supposed to be, anyway?" She sneered at Axel. "Respectable Person? That makes a change."
He glanced at her in the rearview mirror, arching one eyebrow. "Well, I was going to go as a Frigid Bitch, but I see you already took that."
Kairi made no effort to stop her amused laugh from the passenger seat, and Roxas snorted in laughter. Naminé looked absolutely outraged, her eyes filling with tears. She whirled on Roxas. "You're just going to let him talk to me like that?"
"I don't control him, Nam," Roxas argued, rolling his eyes.
"I'm your girlfriend!"
He sighed and, leaning forward, flicked Axel in the ear. "Don't call my girlfriend a bitch." He settled back and looked at her. "Better?"
"You're such a clueless asshole, Roxas!" she said. She was crying now, reaching up to wipe away her blackened tears with a handkerchief.
He sat awkwardly, glancing at Kairi for help. She was giving him a grim expression and just shook her head.
He gave a sigh and slumped down in his seat. This was going to be a long night.