In honor of today's release of 358/2 Days here in the US, I give you all…

CHAPTER 2! Wewt! Lol

Some things I should explain… Now, normally I view Larxene as the ultimate fag hag. I mean, she and Marly were hip and hip most of the time in CoM and I'm sure it won't be much different in 358/2. I NEVER pair her with Marluxia. Ever. But I felt that if ANYONE needed a girlfriend to prove how not gay they were, it would be Marly. So thus, in this story they are dating off and on.

Also, the concerts that they go to are actual concerts that occurred. I'm going to try really hard to not have to make up concerts to fit the story's needs. So for all intensive purposes, you now have that knowledge. Not sure what good it will do you but you have it. Enjoy. :)

It helps with this story also if you have a basic knowledge of Los Angeles and the locations mentioned. The two most important locations are Arcadia (where now Roxas resides) and West Hollywood (where Axel lives). They're quite a distance apart but not too much. Just about an hour or three apart depending on traffic. Lol, j/k LA! I LOVE YOUR TRAFFIC! Ha ha ha! ........ :|

Also, when there is any loud noise going on for the group (and there will be a lot) you'll notice a LOT of exlcamation points!!! They're not actually exlaiming anything!!!!!!!!!! Just shouting over the loud noise!!!! AAAAAAAAAH!!! PUNK ROCK!!!!!!

Lol.

And for informational purposes, ages are as follows:

Marluxia: 19

Larxene:18

Zexion: 23

Lexaeus: 19

Demyx: 22

Axel: 24

Saïx: 17

Roxas: 17

Anyhow, here is the next chapter! ENJOY!

Larxene blew out a stream of smoke and crossed her arms "Where the fuck is Demyx? He was supposed to be here ten fucking minutes ago!"

"Relax babe…" Marluxia wrapped an arm around Larxene and took a drag from the cigarette she was holding. "He'll be here. He had to go pick up his cousin from the airport and then he said he'd be here."

"Well he better fucking hurry. I'm tired of waiting for his ass." Larxene flicked her cigarette on the ground and stomped on it angrily. "Axel's not fucking here either! God damn it, where the hell is everybody? They make us fucking stand out here and wait for them and then they don't fucking show!"

"Calm down. They'll be here in a while Larxene." Zexion took a drag of his own cigarette and narrowed his eyes on a small vehicle approaching in the distance. He motioned toward it and blew out the smoke he had inhaled. "See? Demyx is already here. You just have to have patience."

"Yeah, well I don't." She grumbled and stormed toward Demyx as he pulled up. "What the fuck Demyx!? You took fucking forever! Everybody is already inside!" Larxene halted in her tracks as she saw a boy sitting behind Demyx wearing a white button up shirt and khaki pants. Her initial reaction was to burst into laughter. "Oh shit! What the fuck, did you stop by a funeral home and kidnap a pallbearer!?"

"Shut it Larxene!" Demyx stepped off his Vespa and turned it off. "This is my cousin Roxas so don't be a bitch." Demyx turned to Roxas and motioned to his friends. "Roxas, these are some of my friends. The tall guy over there is Lexaeus. Don't be afraid, he's probably the nicest guy you'll ever meet. The midget next to him…" Demyx smirked as Zexion quickly flipped him off. "His name is Zexion. He hates everyone so don't take it personally if he doesn't warm up to you right away. Then the one with pink hair is Marluxia, my new roommate. He's probably the craziest person you'll ever meet and trust me, you'll see what I mean later. And then that… That's Larxene, the biggest bitch in the world."

Larxene snickered and flipped Demyx off. "Fuck you, we can introduce ourselves." She turned to Roxas and smirked widely. "Don't listen to this twat, I'm not that bad. In fact I'm actually going to let you be seen with me despite what you're wearing."

Roxas stared at Larxene a moment feeling insulted. It was then that his cousin's words from earlier in the day rang in his head. As long as he could take it and dish it back, he would be alright. He smirked and stuck his hands in his pockets. "Funny, I was just about to say the same thing to you…"

Larxene's nostrils flared at the comment and she clenched her fists as Marluxia, Zexion and Demyx burst into laughter. "Fuck you, you little shit!" She grabbed Roxas by his collar and doubled up her fists but felt Marluxia pulling her away.

"Relax Larxene… Shit, can't you take a joke?" Demyx laughed quietly and sighed. "Alright, who are we waiting on now?"

"Axel…" Marluxia glanced at his watch and groaned. "He's probably bringing Saïx with him tonight which means he had to go out to Arcadia first."

"Fuck 'em. He's always late." Demyx motioned for everybody to go inside. "We're not waiting anymore. I want to get in there now…" He started toward the door but stopped noticing Roxas seemed nervous. "It's alright kid. Stick with me and you'll be fine. Come on!" He grabbed Roxas' wrist and pulled him into the building.

Roxas stared in awe at the sight before him. All around were people dressed like Demyx and his friends. There were vibrant hair colors thrashing all around in such a blur that Roxas couldn't quite make out one person from another. The music was loud and abrasive as he expected but it didn't bother him. What did irritate him was the thick cloud of smoke filling the room and causing him to instantly grow light headed. He followed Demyx slowly into the crowd of people, quickly loosing sight of nearly every one of his cousin's friends. He tried his hardest to keep Demyx in his sight amongst the sea of black writhing forms. He allowed his cousin to lead him into the center of the sea where a rather large open circle lay. In the circle were people throwing themselves against each other violently. Roxas was shocked to see Larxene within the circle throwing fists into the faces of several men and taking hits herself. Even Zexion, the small boy who had been seemingly mellow minutes earlier was now in the circle pushing people down left and right. Roxas looked nervously to Demyx who had a bright smile on his face. "I don't want to go in there!"

"Don't worry!" Demyx cracked his neck and shoved Roxas against Lexaeus who stood only a few feet away. "You stay with Lex! I'm going in!"

"What!?" Roxas reached out to grab his cousin's arm but missed. "Demyx!"

"Don't worry!" Lexaeus smiled down at Roxas. "He can handle himself!"

Roxas looked up at Lexaeus curiously. "Why aren't you in there!?"

Lexaeus smiled. "I'm so big! I don't want to hurt anybody!"

"Oh… I see!" Roxas nodded slowly and smiled. Already he liked Lexaeus. He seemed kind hearted despite his frightening appearance, just like Demyx said. He wondered if all the others were really how Demyx described them. At that very moment he felt something fall on top of him. He struggled to hold it up but didn't succeed and quickly collapsed beneath it. He felt hands under his armpits pulling him up and he noticed as Lexaeus helped him regain his footing that what had fallen on top of him was Marluxia. He reached down and grabbed Marluxia's hand to pull him up. "Are you alright!?"

"Never better!" Marluxia grabbed Roxas' hand and pulled himself up. "What about you!?"

"I'm fine! I…" Roxas paused as he spotted a split on the side of Marluxia's head where a trail of blood trickled down. "You're bleeding!"

"Eh?" Marluxia felt his wound and chuckled. "Just flesh and blood! No big deal!" He stepped past Roxas and started into the pit but stopped and looked back at the boy. "Why aren't you in the pit!?"

"Demyx told me to stay here!" Roxas shuffled his feet nervously. "I should probably listen to him!"

"Ah, fuck him!" Marluxia smirked and grabbed Roxas by his shirt. "You gotta grow up some time!"

"Marluxia!" Lexaeus shook his head. "I don't think that's a good idea!"

"Ah, come on Lexaeus! He'll be fine!" Marluxia nodded eagerly. "He'll be fine! I'll keep him with me!"

Roxas held his breath and looked at Lexaeus nervously hoping the man would say no but he only nodded his head quickly. Before Roxas could protest he felt Marluxia pull him into the pit of violent bodies. He clung desperately to Marluxia's arm as the man lead him around throwing his fist and feet in the air chaotically. After the initial wave of shock and fear faded Roxas began to feel suddenly very alive. His heart quickened with his breath and he slowly loosened his hold on Marluxia's arm. He didn't quite understand what it was about his current situation but he was enjoying himself far more than he ever had in his entire life. He smiled brightly and released his grip on Marluxia all together. The man slipped out of his line of sight but Roxas didn't panic. He knew all he had to do was stay calm and enjoy himself. He felt someone push him forward so he turned around and shoved back but as he did he heard someone yell out the word "faggot" before he received a punch in the face. He fell instantly to the floor and cringed as heavy boots stomped all around him. He struggled to get up but felt a boot crushing his chest. It was likely the same person who had yelled at him and hit him because he vaguely heard the man yelling profanities at him and claiming "his kind" wasn't wanted there. Just then he heard more curse words and what sounded like a growing argument just above him. Roxas felt himself being lifted off the floor and carried out of harms way by a man screaming something about "pit courtesy." His vision was blurred but as they drew away from the crowd he could see more clearly the man who had helped him. He was tall with bright red hair and two peculiar tattoos on his face that reminded Roxas of a clown. His pants were just as torn and ragged as Demyx's and he wore a similar jacket. The studs on his jacket however were not nearly as dangerous looking as Demyx's. A ghoulish face stared at Roxas from the man's shirt that seemed somewhat familiar to him but he couldn't quite place the image.

Axel sat Roxas down on a chair and looked him over. "You alright kid!?"

Roxas looked up at the man before him and nodded slowly. His vision was still very blurry and his whole face was throbbing in pain, especially his lip. "What's wrong with my face?"

Axel struggled to hear over the music but he was somewhat able to read Roxas' lips. "You got punched! Hard too! You're lucky the fucker didn't pop your teeth out!" Axel smirked and stared down at the boy before him. "What's your name kid and what the hell are you doing here!?"

"Roxas!" Demyx pushed Axel aside and grabbed his cousin's shoulders. "What the hell were you thinking!? Do you know what my mom would do to me if she saw you like this!?"

Roxas smiled with bloodied teeth and shrugged.

"You can't go home looking like that!" Demyx sighed and looked around. "Where is Lexaeus!? I'm gonna kill him!"

"Relax." Roxas looked up at Demyx and tried to stand but quickly found he had to sit back down. "I wanted to go! And I would have been fine if I had been wearing different clothes I think!" Roxas looked down at his shirt which indeed had blood on it. He smirked and wiped his mouth clean on the bottom of the shirt. The music suddenly ended abruptly as the band finished their set and began to make room for the next band. It was then that Roxas realized how much his head was truly throbbing. He winced lightly and looked up at Demyx. "I'll just have to keep that in mind for next time."

"There ain't gonna be a next time!" Demyx crossed his arms and stared down at Roxas but his cousin only stared back defiantly. It was the same look he knew that he had given his father when he went to get his first tattoo. He knew he couldn't stop Roxas and he didn't want to argue so he changed the subject. "How are you feeling?"

"Alive." Roxas took in a deep breath and looked at Axel who stood watching curiously from a few feet behind Demyx. "You know that guy?"

Demyx glanced over his shoulder and smiled. "Yeah, I know that faggot."

"Shut it." Axel stepped forward and gripped Roxas' hand. "The name's Axel. You must be Demyx's cousin. Roxas, right? I heard you were coming to LA for a while. Demyx didn't say anything about you hanging out with us."

"That's because it was unexpected." Demyx looked from Axel back to Roxas and shook his head with a heavy sigh. "I swear kid, you look like hell. I can't take you home tonight. I'll have to ask Marluxia if you can crash at his place tonight."

"He can stay at my place." Axel looked from Roxas to Demyx and back again. "I don't mind if it'll keep you outta trouble."

"Thanks but no." Demyx shook his head. "Your mom is gonna come over in the middle of the night throwing a tantrum looking for Saïx like she always does. And as soon as she sees Roxas, you know her, she'll be asking for some form of id and when she finds out he's not eighteen she'll be calling all sorts of authorities. Nobody needs that shit man."

"I didn't bring Saïx tonight. He's visiting my dad for the next few months." Axel shrugged. "Up to you man. You can both crash at my place if you don't feel comfortable leaving him alone with me."

"It's not even that Axel." Demyx sighed and shook his head. "Why do you have to say it like I'm being like that? I told you. I don't fucking care. I just think that Roxas might feel more comfortable at Marluxia's. I mean, he's known him at least a bit longer than he's known you and… I don't know."

"It really doesn't matter to me either way." Roxas looked between the two and shrugged. "Whichever place is bigger is probably better."

"Then my place it is." Axel helped Roxas up slowly. "Come on, let's go get you some ice on that busted lip."

"Wait!" Demyx groaned and looked back at the stage where Black Flag was getting set up. "I don't wanna leave yet. Do you realize this is the last chance we have to watch Dez Cadena sing?"

"Stay." Axel smiled brightly. "I'll take good care of the kid."

Demyx bit his lip and shook his head. "I don't think that…"

"It's fine Demyx! Stay." Roxas chuckled and shook his head. "You were talking about this all day. I know you were excited. I can take care of myself. Now go so you can tell us what it was like."

Demyx stared at Roxas a moment before nodding slowly. He turned his gaze to Axel and furrowed his brow. "Don't make me fucking regret this man."

Axel growled. "I won't." He turned away from Demyx and motioned for Roxas to follow him. "Come on, this way." He lead the boy out into the parking lot and kicked a rock in his path as he made his way to his motorcycle.

"I-if you don't mind me asking, what just happened back there? I thought you and Demyx were friends but there seemed to be a little bit of hostility between you." Roxas froze as Axel stopped and glanced back at him.

"It's a really long story." Axel turned his attention forward again. "A story for later."

"Alright." Roxas continued after Axel as they approached a beaten up motorcycle. He watched Axel climb on and he quickly mounted behind him. "Will this thing get us to your place in one piece?"

Axel smirked at Roxas from over his shoulder. "She's in better condition than she looks. Just because she isn't beautiful on the outside doesn't mean she isn't beautiful on the inside. I fixed her up myself." He started up the bike and revved the engine. "You hear that? Beautiful."

Roxas smiled and nodded. "I suppose it sounds right. I don't know much about motorcycles." He gripped Axel's waist as the man pulled out of the parking lot and rocketed down the street. Being on the motorcycle was much different than being on Demyx's Vespa. The Vespa was limited to a certain speed but Axel's motorcycle seemed like it could break the sound barrier if he so willed it. Roxas wrapped his arms completely around Axel's waist and clung on for dear life. He was certain they were going to die.