A/N: Hey guys... I'm back AND I BRING SO MANY APOLOGIES IT HURTS. 1. I'm sorry I've been gone. I woke up one day and I was like, "Oh dear, I'm a failure at writing and my story sucks!" 2. I'm sorry that on the drama scale, 1-10, this story is Mexican Soap Opera (+9000) 3. I'm sorry for being such a selfish, lazy big-meanie and not updating! 4. I'm sorry this chapter is so short! but I really liked it at this length.
Ahem, enough groveling though. So sucking up works, right? Can I kiss your ass? LOVE ME PLEASE, I'M SORRY. HERE JUST READ. I'LL SHUT UP NOW.
Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts, but if I did... if I did... *stares off into the sky*
Roxas laid on his bed and stared at the ceiling. He felt clear. He felt free. Since he had joined the Organization his life was simple. Well, simple as being in a gang could be. He loosened up around the fifth mission he took. The ones before that were all either emotional messes of blubbering persons or awkward small talk with others. The first one was killing his step-dad. A big mission for such a new comer, but now Roxas understood. If he could pull the trigger on someone so close to him, he could pull the trigger on anyone. His second was a mission to destroy a bakery called the White Rabbit, one in which was famous for their jam tarts. Roxas never felt so alive until he took a baseball bat to a five-layer cake protected by a glass case. The next two were awkward since they were with Xaldin and Luxord. Most the conversation went like this:
"It feels nice outside."
"Yeah"
The last mission was with Axel. It was pretty minor, but it made Roxas realize how close he and Axel had become within the short time period of a two months. Roxas had forgiven him and realized that Axel, in some weird way, sort of saved him. His life before was him going through the motions of life without meaning or passion. If he had never been kidnapped, he would of never found out how his mother felt about him; he would be stuck with a girlfriend, Olette, who only dated him to get closer to Hayner; he'd be failing school and it would probably end up with him surrounded by old brain matter on the floor.
"Thank you" Roxas said, staring at the road.
"Okay, for what kid?" The red head replied in a confused voice.
"Thanks for kidnapping me, I guess"
"Listen, I already said I was sorry. I'm not going to beg for forgiveness, even if I like you, got it memorized?"
"No, it's not that. It's just-" Roxas uttered a bunch of random sounds, each being cut off by the next. He wasn't very good with the touchy-feely side of life.
"Uh-huh" Axel lit a cigarette and chuckled, "I understand what you mean Roxas, don't worry. I'm awesome and you're welcome."
"I wouldn't say awesome"
"Oh come on, and here I thought of you as my best friend!" Axel flung his hands into the air, causing Roxas to grab hold of the safety bar located on his side. Yes, Roxas was one of those people. Axel drove into the oncoming lane. "Say you're my best friend."
"What! Axel, are you crazy! You're going to kill us!" Roxas flipped out in the front seat, double checked his safety belt, and tried to contain his dinner from coming back into the world.
"Yes and maybe. Now say you're my best friend. Do it. You love me. You think I'm hilarious and irresistibly charming! I'm your best friend and you want to be like me. Say it Roxas!" The blonde stared at Axel like a deer in the headlights. This man was seriously going to do it. He wasn't going to move until he said it. It's not like Roxas didn't like Axel. Everything Axel just said was true, all except the irresistibly charming part. Roxas didn't like men, or at least he thought he didn't. But, this was no time to be pondering his sexuality!
"Okay! You're right! We're best friends. The best of the rest!" Roxas was beginning to look like a crazy person, but he saw the headlights of another car in the distant and was barely able to contain his bladder.
"And…"
"You're hilarious!"
"And…"
"Irresistibly charming!"
"Alright. I'm glad you see things my way," he swerved back into the other lane and Roxas removed his hand from the safety bar. Axel looked over at Roxas. His passenger was out of breath and sort of sweaty. Axel smirked. Roxas stared at the red head smirking too himself, they were best friends now, and he didn't think that there was any way of getting out of it. But, for some odd reason, it felt normal and like they'd been best friends in the past.
oOoOo
"Hey Roxie, whatcha up too?" Axel questioned, peaking his fiery red head through the crack in the open door.
"Roxie?" Roxas gave Zexion's legendary 'I-am-not-amused' face, "why must you hate me, Axel?"
"Oh, I don't hate you. The nickname is clever. Demyx came up with it. Although it sort of makes ya sound like a bitch." Axel invited himself in and seriously studied a snow globe containing Disney's Epcot. "But come to think of it, aren't we all bitches under the Organization's paw?"
Roxas cocked his head at this expression. "You truly are some philosophical genius". Roxas' statement was practically dripping with sarcasm.
"You're damn right I am!" Axel slammed the snowglobe on the dresser enthusiastically, much like a new judge on his first day on the job. "Now," he cleared his throat, "what I came here for. We have ourselves a little investigating to do!"
"Yeehaw"
Roxas sarcasm count : 2
"Now, now Roxie"
"-Roxas"
Axel continued on, ignoring his lower-class partner, Roxie, "don't get too excited now. I know how you're such a ball of enthusiasm. We must learn to be swift… and sneaky… like ninjas!" he spasmed into a karate chop, managing to knock over the tiny habitat of Epcot.
"So don't do what you did. Check." Roxas stated, observing the water leaking from the globe. That was a present from his grandpa. And now that he was dead and everything, it's not like he could get another one from that old guy.
"Oh Mr. Wise Guy, eh?" the red head said in some cheap gangster movie voice, "I'll show you not to mess with Tony Italiano!"
Tony Italiano?
Suddenly Axel leaped onto Roxas and pinned him down. Roxas tried to fight back. The only outcome that method had was laughing from Axel and a good punch in the face from himself.
"I hate you." Roxas said, out of breath, "so, so much".
"Hate me good sir," Axel switched to a heavy British accent, which was also as terrible as it was heavy, and remained anchoring Roxas down using his own weight. He pretended to drink an imaginary cup of tea, "but by doing so, I'm afraid it will not help this predicament you are in." He finished with a chuckling ending with a smirk and took another sip on some of his delicious imaginary tea- he believed to be chai, maybe jasmine. He didn't know his teas very well. "Since you hate me. I feel as if it's too late for me to make it up and try to get on your good side again. Our relationship is in the ruins and might as well take a step further into ruining it-"
"Okay King Henry, make your speech somewhere else that's not on my pancreas. Either that or get to the point."
"Yes. Yes. I declare you, Roxie Torres" he rolled the R in Roxas' name off his tongue, "to be tickled to death. No exceptions!"
In the background Demyx giggled as he joined the two friends.
" Demyx, want some tea?" Axel gestured, "Roxie didn't like his nickname". They both pouted in unison at this statement.
"I remembered when me and Zexion were like that," Demyx danced around the room. The blonde suddenly stopped what he was doing, crossed his arms and huffed, "why can't me and Zexy be like that anymore… Oh Zexy!" Demyx exited the room searching for Zexion who was destined to get the 'why don't we act cute anymore' talk. A specific talk Zexion found very uncomfortable but pleased with what it ended with. Ending being a cute Demyx, red faced and tired, lying next to him in a messed up bed.
Yes, it was worth it.
Roxas took advantage of the opportunity and rolled over grabbed Axel's wrists. There shall be no tickling here.
"Did ya hear him Roxie, we're cute." Axel smirked as the blonde's face became flushed.
"No. Ponies and bunnies are cute. You look more like a snake… or a starving cat. Those aren't cute." Roxas retorted, trying his best to fight the blush that invaded his face.
"But I thought you said I was irresistibly charming?" Axel chuckled, "do you remember that cause I do" With the last word Axel grunted as he fought with Roxas for top seat again. He won, of course. Axel always wins. Roxas found his face and Axel's face a few inches apart. Why was he invading Roxas' space like this? Why did Roxas feel so hot? "Tell me Roxas, do you find me irresistible?" Axel moved closer and slowly moved his mouth towards Roxas small lips. Roxas became completely still. What was happening?
"Hah! You're face!" Axel laughed, rolling off of Roxas and onto the floor. "Your face was like- it was like- haha I don't even know, but it was fucking funny!"
"You asshole!" Roxas took one of his pillows and tried his hardest to bludgeon Axel to death with it.
"You- Cannot- Mess with- Tony Italiano!" Axel gasped in between fits of laughter and crawled out of the room under Roxas' vicious pillow beatings. Roxas couldn't help but laugh either. The thought of him and Axel kissing… Preposterous!
oOoOo
Once Axel caught his breath, he found himself sitting in the hallway with Roxas' door slamming and the clicking of a lock. He should tease Roxas more often. It turned out pretty successful, even though he ended up with minor injuries. There was something on Axel's mind. When he was with Roxas he felt something. It was weird but comforting. He felt wanted and enjoyed, but why did he feel nostalgia? Axel didn't think too into it. All he did think was he was happy he forced Roxas into being his best friend. He smirked as he twiddled with his fingers and looked up at the ceiling.
A/N: Yeah, you take that fluff. You take that fluff and you like it.
I'm kidding. You don't have to like it. But it would be cool if you did... :D
Axel's cool. I like him.