A/N: Here's chapter five! :) I know, some of you are probably going to be sad that I skipped ahead because you want to know how on earth Roxas and Axel ended up best friends, but when it comes to the length of the story, I decided I'd rather skip ahead and remind you this IS a songfic ("Trainwreck" – Demi Lovato and "You Belong with Me" – Taylor Swift) rather than take another five or six chapters up by just easing you into their friendship. So…sorry. :( If you really desperately want to know how it happened, just send me a message and I'll give you a little extra chapter. Enjoy! :) (Btw, we're back in Roxas's POV for now. :P)
Disclaimer:
KHFreakOZoid: Wow, I can't believe I'm still writing this…usually I get bored and quit before I get anywhere… Cool! :D
Roxas: I don't wanna date Namine…
KHFreakOZoid: Dude, don't give it away! *smacks Roku*
Roxas: Ow! :'(
Axel: *growls* BURN, BABY! *shoots fireball at KHFreakOZoid*
KHFreakOZoid: AAAAAAAH!
Zexion: *sighs* Isn't it YOUR job to give the disclaimer? Why am I always doing it… *ahem* She owns nothing, enjoy the story, yada yada yada… You know the drill.
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2 YEARS LATER, AXEL'S POV
"Namine," Roxas groaned. That was the fifth time this week she'd called him to yell about some stupid little joke he'd made…and it was only Tuesday! "Namine, please. It was JUST a joke. I'm sorry, okay?"
I sighed as he paused to let her talk. I heard the annoying little buzz on the other side of the phone that was his girlfriend's voice.
Ugh, girlfriend… Just the thought of that horrid word made me want to retch. Roxas and I had been best friends for a while now, but honestly, the only reason we'd even made it that far was because I'd stopped hitting on him. He thought I was over him. He really could be dense sometimes…
Namine wasn't a good match for him. She had such a dry sense of humor. And by dry I mean she HAD no sense of humor. He'd made a stupid comment about how girlsspend too much time on their makeup and she went off about it, claiming he'd been directing that at her. Bitch… No one yells at Roxas.
Roxas sighed and rubbed his eyes. He was tired, no doubt. They'd been fighting all week. I lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling, waiting for the stupid bitch to shut up… This was getting to be too much.
I turned up the volume on my iPod, trying to tune out their conversation before I grabbed the phone from him and gave her a piece of my mind. That might get messy…
I was listening to my favorite song, "Time is Running Out", by Muse. I smiled to myself. Namine hated this kind of music. She was into all that girly crap; Taylor Swift, Justin Bieber, All Star Weekend…yuck. Disney Channel central.
After a while the music lost my interest and I let my mind wander. I started to wonder what Roxas saw in Namine. And especially why she even liked him. Don't get me wrong, Roxas was very easy to look at. He had tastefully messy blonde locks that were just perfect. He rolled out of bed every morning and didn't even have to touch his hair and it was perfect. That was more than I could say for myself. It probably took two and a half hours every morning for me to style and gel my hair… I envied him.
And don't get me started on his eyes… Oh. My. God… I could never put my finger on what shade they were. Somewhere between dark sky blue and cerulean. But maybe the mystery was what made the color so beautiful. Or maybe it was just the fact that it was Roxas's eyes. Yeah, that must be it.
And I knew everything about him. I knew that he had a heart-shaped birthmark on his thigh. (No, fangirls, I did not find this out by removal of his pants. Don't rub it in…) I knew that he had been born with a twin brother, Ventus, who had died when they were two years old. And, most importantly, I knew all the pain and suffering he went through every second he was with his stupid girlfriend, Namine.
Yeah, how much of that did she know about him?
But, let's face it. She wore mini skirts to show off her legs (coughcoughWHOREcough) and I wore T-shirts from the dirty clothes hamper. She was a fucking cheerleader and I sat on the bleachers through every basketball game because I HAD no athletic talent. (No, just because I'm, like, seven feet tall does NOT mean I'm magically good at basketball. Tragic, really…)
Sigh… Two years. Two years. TWO fucking years I've been waiting for him to realize that I'm here, just wishing he'd see how much I care for him. How much happier I could him that Namine could. That I'M the one he's been looking for. Yeah. I'll just keep on dreaming…
Seriously, why can't he see that I understand him like no one else can? I've been here for him through all the crap she's put him through. So why can't he see that he belongs with ME?
I looked at him. He was still arguing with Namine over God knows what now. He knit his eyebrows together, making that cute little face that he always does when he's thinking really hard.
You belong with ME… Come on, I know you want to do it. Dump her ass! Come on, man, do it…! I thought, frantically. Unfortunately, my silent cries weren't heard.
Roxas sighed. "Alright. I'll talk to you tomorrow," he said, glumly. "Love you, too," he mumbled, with a frown. I smiled a little at that. He pressed the end button on his cell phone and groaned, plopping face first on the bed, next to me.
I half-smiled and sighed. "Let it out, Roxy," I said, patting his back.
"Why do girls have to be so damn sensitive to every little thing you say?" he yelled into the pillow. Roxas rarely cursed, and I've got to say, it really didn't suit him. His voice was too sweet, and words like that just tainted it. "I mean, seriously! Do you think it was that big a deal?"
I shook my head, but then remembered he couldn't see. He continued anyway, assuming I was on his side. "I just…I mean…ugh, I don't know. I just get so sick of it sometimes."
Sometimes? I chuckled internally. He complained about her constantly. It wasn't just "sometimes."
Roxas groaned again. I was pained sound that just made you want to punch whoever caused him that kind of distress in the face.
Or maybe that was just me…
"Rox, I really don't know what you see in her. She's a real bitch," I didn't bother trying to hide my distaste for Namine anymore. I'd gotten over that guilt once they hit the three month mark. There were at five now…
Roxas sighed. That was the only response I got to that little statement.
We sat in a comfortable silence for a few minutes while I absentmindedly ran my fingers through Roxas's hair. I didn't realize I was doing it at first, but I didn't stop. He didn't seem to mind…
"It's getting late," he sighed and got up. I'm sure I looked disappointed when he shrugged away from my touch. "We better get to sleep."
I looked at the clock. Damn, it was pretty late. The clock read 1:42 A.M. We usually stayed up late, but even we would be tired if we didn't go to sleep soon.
I sighed. "Alright. G'night, Roxy." I patted him on the shoulder, using every ounce of self control I had not to wrap my arms around him.
"'Night," he mumbled. He was still upset about the whole Namine thing. God, someone should really bitch-slap that whore one of these days… I'd gladly take the offer if anyone ever gave it to me. Sadly, that day has yet to come… Pity.
I got off his bed and rolled out my sleeping bag next to it. I crawled inside and he pulled the string on his bedside lamp, stealing the light from the room. I remember being half-asleep when I heard him sigh sadly again. The sound really wasn't becoming. Anyone who made Roxas sad like this didn't deserve to live. That should be a federal crime. Illegal. Punishable by death. I cooled my temper down and focused on relaxing again, so that I could get to sleep.
It took a little while. Roxas was asleep long before I was. I heard his soft snoring and it helped me to relax. It was a soothing sound; one I'd become accustomned to. I smiled slightly.
It might have been my imagination, but I swear to God the last thing I heard before I slipped into unconsciousness was Roxas's sweet sleepy voice sigh, "Axel..."
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A/N: Well! Hope you enjoyed it. ;P I almost considered doing a scary movie scene where Roxas freaked out and Axel had to comfort him but I scrapped the idea. (That' what I get for watching "The New Daughter"...at midnight...on Halloween... *cough* But if you want me to add that as a later chapter or even as a seperate oneshot/story later on, let me know. I'm not 100% against the idea of using that. ;) Happy late Halloween and happy November!