How many raindrops are in a rainstorm?

During the week that Axel was suspended from school he came over my house almost everyday after my school hours. He came over for "Friend conversation" and "Getting to know each other" sessions, but it was more like "How can I annoy the crap out of Roxas" sessions. We would normally either walk around and not say much, or stay at my house and talk about random stuff like "Why's the sky blue?". Nothing ever personal like what friends normally do to get to know each other. I found out from one of our "conversations" that Axel was in almost all of my classes except a few, including the ones that Xion were in. Xion was my only real friend. After our conversation the first day we hit it off. We enjoyed each others company. From what I observed she didn't have many real friends, just like me, so that's another reason why we stayed together a lot. I told her all about the situation with Axel and how it became. Xion seemed a off by the mention of Axel. I suspected he wasn't the favourite student at school.

It was just past Sunday afternoon and Axel had left me alone for two days, but of course he wouldn't leave me alone today. I knew Axel was here before he stepped foot inside. My dog had a Axel radar. When Boche sensed that Axel had stepped foot on the dock his ears would go up. When he was half way there he would begin wagging his tail, and when he got on the boat he would sit at the door waiting for it to open. If he was outside he would simply run up to him. Axel opened the door and braced Boche with open arms and allowed him to lick his face. I found it kind of sad that Boche didn't do that to me. I was at the back of the boat laying on my bed looking to the ceiling watching TV (the TV was on the ceiling since there was no where else to put it.). Axel came to my room, nearly tripping over Boche a couple of times, and laid beside me watching TV with me.

"What' cha watch' n?"

"God knows" I actually didn't know what I was watching. I was half asleep when I turned on the TV and never paid any attention to it since.

Axel rolled over on his side and looked at me. "What're you doing today?" I didn't look at him and pointed to the TV. "Well that's a little boring now isn't it?" He sat up. "My mother always said that TV will rot your brain" He moved his finger side to side in a scolding manner. "So," Axel walked over to my side of the bed "we're going out!" He took my arm and dragged me off the bed and threw me onto his shoulders.

"What are you doing?" I flailed my legs and arms and Axel let me down.

-x:X:x-

Our fun activity of the day was going to a near by dinner. Axel pretty much ordered my food for me. I tired to explain that I didn't like seafood, but Axel answered back "When you live next to the ocean, you eat seafood". When the waiter came back with our food I nearly barfed. They laid a dead semi cooked fish, still with it's head, in front of me. His eyeballs stared at me and said "You eat me, you go to hell" I closed my eyes and Axel sighed and ordered me a Salad. Axel called me an insult under his breath that I ignored.

When I got my food I began eating until Axel interrupted me. "Twenty questions" he said.

"What?"

"Twenty questions... you know? It'll help us know more about each other" Well if our conversations weren't so useless, by now we'd know a whole dictionary full of stuff about each other.

"Oh," I took a sip of my coke "You go first, I suck at thinking of questions"

Axel asked me a lot of questions. Some that were simple like "What's your favourite color?" and some that were deep like "What do you regret the most in life?", for questions like that I answered in sarcastic ways: "I regret not eating that delicious looking taco".

I was drinking rest of my drink when he asked the last question. "Do you find men attractive". I was so shocked by what had just came out of his mouth that I inhaled a small ice cube and began chocking. Nobody did anything, instead the people that were near sent me glares that said shut up, and people further away just ignored me. Axel yawned and stared at me with a tired expression.

Once the ice cube had melted and I was done chocking I looked at Axel and said "You're supposed to help a chocking friend!".

"You were chocking?" I couldn't resist it. I face palmed myself and dragged my fingers under my eyes. I couldn't tell if he was serious.

"You still haven't answered my question" I looked up. "No, now can we go?" I pushed my empty plate away and didn't make eye contact with Axel until we left.

-x:X:x-

Axel walked me around until we got to a large building. Axel lead me inside. It was a bowling alley. I never went bowling before, nor have I even been in a bowling alley. There were no lights except black lights, which really didn't help you see were you were going. Everything was neon and glowing. The pins, the balls, the paintings on the wall... everything. There were club lights flashing all around hitting every part of the room. I mesmerized by everything in there. Axel came back with shoes in hand. I looked at them. They looked like Peter Pan shoes. Axel sat down on a round booth chair and I sat next to him. He took his shoes off and put his new ones on.

"Have you ever bowled?" He looked at me. "We don't bowl in New York" More like I since there wasn't many bowling alleys near where I lived.

"We don't bowl in New York" Axel decided to mimic me, but put a snotty sounding British accent to it for some odd reason. I ignored him. Axel got up and looked back at me.

"What do you like?" I twisted my head "Like what?". Axel put it simpler "What do you want to drink?".

"Coke"

"No-no. Alcohol" I looked at him with a stunned face. We were only seventeen. Not legal drinking age. Axel sighed "Oh you poor, poor thing. You haven't drank yet?" I shook my head. "Tsk, tsk" Then he made his way over to the bar. "But Axel they don't-" I was cut off "Calm down".

Axel came back quickly without any drinks "See" I tried to prove him wrong, but he explained that they'd deliver it to us when they were ready. Damn, I can't win. Axel told me that I should go first. I tired to explain that I shouldn't because I never did it before but he answered "Won't learn if you don't try it". I stepped into the lane and picked up my first ball. The good thing was that there was nobody else in the alley, so if the ball did go flying in the air I couldn't hurt anyone. It was only me and Axel and the employees, who were minding their own business. I tired to mimic the player I seen in movies. I started at the back of the lane then ran up to the line and swung my arm toward releasing the ball when it was shoulder length. The ball stayed in air, for what seemed like a millisecond, then made a loud thud and slowly made it's way over to the gutter going sideways. The ball didn't even get two feet away from me.

Axel was laughing hysterically. He passed me a ball and wiped his tears of laughter away. "Here" he showed me how to hold the ball, how to stand and how to swing my arm. All in the process he was touching me and holding me, which sent a weird feeling throughout my corps. I finally did it proper, but still managed to get it into the gutter. I tired one more time and my balls thought that the gutter was a fun place to hang out at. We went back to our seats, where our drinks were now at. I sat down and looked at the person serving us.

"Xion?" I could barely see from the lack of lights, but I could tell that it was Xion. "Roxas?" She answered back. Axel looked between the two of us "Small world" he said. I hadn't told Axel about Xion. Probably because it wasn't any of his business anyways. Xion was in a small black tank top, the bottom half way folded up to show her belly, a white short shorts and black laced stripper boots. Xion quickly pulled down her balled up shirt. I could tell that she was embarrassed. Xion gave us our drinks, without a question, and stumbled away.

"Seems you made other friends besides me" He looked over at me. I was still quite shocked from seeing Xion in what she was wearing. She wasn't the type. "Well I guess that answers my question from earlier today" I snapped back into reality "No!" I forgot what the question was until Axel said "Oh, so you do like men?". And that's why you should pay attention before saying anything.

Axel drank a couple more drinks and I threw mine out after the first sip. Axel was wasted. Not to the point of "I love you man!" but near it. He pretty much pasted out as soon as we left the building. I knew sending him on a bus wasn't a good idea, also since I didn't know where he lived, so I had no choice. I had to drag him on my back, back to my boat. Axel was heavy. I don't know how I managed to carry him. I laid him on the coach/bed in the main room then clasped into my bed.

-x:X:x-

Today was supposed to be Axel's first day back to school since his suspension, but he was still pasted out. I let him be and prepared for school. The part of his hair, on which he was laying on, was now flat, while the other half of his hair was spiky. I left a note for Axel for when/if he got up and was on my way.

At lunch Xion was very quiet. I figured she was still embarrassed. I didn't mention anything. Everything was getting pretty awkward so I tired to lighten the mood. I opened my phone up and put it on speaker phone and began calling Axel. I told Xion my plan and she laughed. I guessed that Axel wasn't awake yet, so I would wake him up with the phone and see how long he'll stay on. I wouldn't be speaking to him. I wanted to see how hung over he was. The phone rang five times then I got Axel's voice.

"Hello" It wasn't really a "Hello" It was more like "Hellarhhg" I covered the microphone so that he couldn't hear our laughter. After a couple more hellarhhgs he hung up. I called him again and must have read the ID this time "Roxas the arghh!" He must have had a headache "Phone" He continued then hung up again. I called again and he yelled into it, then I tired again, but I got a Mexican lady saying *numbers in Spanish to me. At that point either Axel had gotten my dog to eat his phone, or he threw it out the window and into the ocean. After that Xion forgot all about what had happened the last night and was back to normal. Axel was going to kill me.

When I got home Axel was sitting on the chair and leaning his arm on top of the table and allowing his head to rest on it. All of his hair was straight now, but was also a rat's nest. He was in slightly less pain.

"Your phone...kill it" Axel hadn't figured out that it was a prank. Thank god.

Star Notes

Numbers in Spanish: I don't know if this happens to everyone, but when I try to phone my friend's cell and it's not on I always get a french lady saying numbers in french to me. But since French is not a second language in the states I decided to turn it into Spanish.

Windy's Wonders

I should explain why my english sucks shouldn't I? Well I'm from Canada and in Canada, for most schools, you can either start school learning French or English. I started in French, so from grade one onward all my classes (excluding a few) are in french. For the longest time I only wrote and read in french, since I never really had to any of that at home. So I grew up learning french and that's why I suck. My native language is English though.

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