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Axel's home wasn't at all what I had expected it to be, for one thing it was tidy and anyway who came across Axel would agree with me when I say that he looked like he would live in an old rock and roll caravan.
It was Axel's parents that shocked me more than his tidiness; they were a lot more formal and polite than Axel was though that wasn't exactly hard to be.
"My room is just here," Axel smiled at me and pulled down on the golden handle, pushing the door open for me and I rolled my eyes once again as I saw the strange glitter in his eyes come back. His room had dark blue walls with bright red curtains, many CD's and DVD's were scattered underneath his bed which was unmade and the covers made me smile as I tried not to laugh, he was obviously a big Marvel comic fan as he had stacks of them on his shelves and his bed covers were of Spiderman and his pillow case was Batman.
'Okay…I have something in common with him I guess' I blinked a few times as I watched him shove books and games off of his desk where a brand new laptop sat, I raised my eyebrow as everything clattered on the floor and the lanky red head threw his beg underneath his desk before he sat down and patted the spare chair next to him, why he had a spare chair was beyond me because as far as I knew, he was an only child.
"Sorry about the mess Zexion, I wasn't expecting to bring anyone into my humble abode anytime soon," he joked as he ruffled my hair again and I scowled at him, was I actually going to have to suffer the hair ruffling for the whole year left at high school?
Axel spun back round to his laptop after detaching his hand from my hair and switched his laptop on, which turned on a hell of a lot faster than my old computer did, I never had the things other teenagers did…always the last one to get everything and they were either second hand or a shop brand of the actual thing, I had wanted a Blackberry mobile phone a few months back but Vexen bought me the Tesco version of the phone which had poor visuals and terrible memory space, half the time I'm using the damn phone I have to wear my glasses and I hate wearing my glasses…I feel like a freak.
"Right…marriage through history, jeeze, what an interesting subject," Axel puffed air out and used a connected mouse to direction the small white arrow on the screen.
I pulled out my notebook and winced as my sore back rested against the back of the chair I was sitting on, scowling darkly as I thought about who had been the cause of my pain.
'This should be fun watching him enter the wrong sites' I had to admit that Axel knew how to amuse someone with his lack of intelligence, he was indeed the perfect friend for Demyx. I think I had counted at least seven different sites that had absolutely nothing to do with marriage what so ever although Axel had in fact put this into the search engine on Google.
"I'm already bored," Axel whined as he allowed his head to fall and hit the desk hard.
It seemed that no one on this god forsaken planet had enough will power to live these days though I could hardly complain…would that make me a hypocrite? Probably, but I don't really care, I'm fed up with hearing how awful everyone else's life is when they haven't been through anything that devastating apart from a few petty little days where they may have been dumped or they just feeling rather crap that day. I'm in no way saying that I have the worst life experience ever but I have had a lot of peoples fair share of shit happen to me in my short life and it sickens me to know that people say 'Oh I hate my life' when their life is fine!
I took the mouse from Axel's hand as he continued to childishly moan into his arms about how he couldn't be bothered and I scrolled down, clicking on a variety of sites and started to take down notes, I was a fast writer and I could easily write things down without complaining like a certain red head who was still whining.
I snapped my notebook shut to get Axel's attention and he straightened up in his seat quickly, his green eyes meeting mine and I flinched from the eye contact, I had never liked making eye contact with people, it just felt awkward to constantly look someone in the eye, it didn't prove you were confident, I'm sure a lot of people would agree with me when I say that it just makes the person your staring at feel extremely uncomfortable.
"You wrote seven pages man!" Axel shrieked as he snatched my notebook and flicked through the many notes I had written down, his eyebrows so far up on his forehead that I wanted to smack him for having such an overdramatic response to a few school notes.
"No wonder people say you're the smartest kid in their class," I heard his mumble and I bit my lip, blushing at the fact that people spoke about me, but I knew they were taking the piss, they always do…the people who talk behind your back are ridiculing you, pointing out your flaws, "my god could you get even more adorable?" my head snapped up and I nearly yelled in fright as Axel was practically leaning on top of me as he tilted forwards in his chair.
'I'm not adorable' I could feel his breath hitting my lips and I clenched my hands into tight fists to try and stop them from shaking. I couldn't understand why I felt my heart racing so dramatically as I found myself staring at him, the heat bleeding around my cheeks again as he seemed to get closer and closer to my face.
'I'm…I'm going to have my first…my fir-' my strange and drifting thoughts were interrupted by Axel's door opening which sent Axel flying back into his chair, I looked at him as I unclenched my hands, licking my lips as I saw the light redness in his cheeks.
"I just wanted to give you guys some coffee…well your mother did anyway," Axel's father, who's name I hadn't found out yet, smiled at me as he placed the two coffee mugs on the desk beside my notebook. He was tall like Axel and his striking red hair told me that Axel hadn't been near any hair dye as I had thought when I met him.
"Cheers dad," I sensed a little irritation in his tone and my eyes flickered over his face as he took a large mouthful of coffee, clearly forgetting that coffee tended to be a hot drink as his eyes bulged slightly.
I didn't like the sudden change in atmosphere, so with a sip of my coffee and a nod to Axel's father, I bolted from the room.
'Over protective goon' I allowed my teaspoon to clatter noisily onto the table as I tried to block out the mutterings that were coming from Vexen, who was speaking with his mouth full of toast.
"I just don't like the fact that you've been going to this boys house for the passed four days without the slightest indication, it's very out of character Zexion," this caught my attention sharply and I glared at the table.
I knew what he meant by this, he meant I was anti-social, rude, arrogant, and distant, attention seeking. I may be a few of the things on that list, but attention seeking wasn't one of them, I wasn't doing anything out of character as I was doing this just for school and Vexen knew how seriously I took my studies.
"Just leave me a note or something in the morning next time, I kept on thinking you were running away again," Vexen licked his butter soaked fingers as he chucked a few left over toast bits in the bin.
I stared up at him as he gave a weak smile, trying to do that whole 'you shouldn't keep on hurting me because I care for you' trick that most parents (I assume anyway) do when trying to make their children (though I wasn't Vexen's biologically) behave more.
I used to run away from home when I had first been brought into Vexen's care, it wasn't that I disliked Vexen, because I didn't at all, it was the fact that I knew he wasn't my father, he was just a stranger that wasn't related to me what so ever, I was an unwanted child…forgotten and hated by his birth parents, I didn't want to be around anyone and I wanted to feel pain, living on the streets would have brought that if it hadn't been for Vexen's quick phone calls to the police every time.
When I arrived at school, Axel wasn't there which was weird because he was usually there before I was; he had said it was because he could get the 'extra ten minuets of sleep he had lost thanks to his alarm going off'.
I was surprised to feel a little down at the thought of Axel not being there and I sat in my seat, pulling my book and pen out, flicking it in between my fingers as I stared out of the window, waiting for the rest of the class and the teacher to turn up.
Axel had been a little weird ever since I had first gone to his room at the beginning of the week, but still somehow impossibly over friendly with me. I had begun to notice that I had started to almost…. like it when Axel ruffled my hair our playfully touched my shoulder, I even think I had started to smile a little bit when I was around him and I felt scared, I didn't know the emotion I was feeling and I was too scared to try and figure out what it was.
"You beat me!" my heart thudded in my chest as I felt said red brush up against my side as he shuffled his chair closer to the desk.
I smiled at him as I felt relieved that he was in, though I had been wanting to be alone for as long as I can remember, I had become to feel a lot more comfortable when Axel was there, mainly because he was the only one who stood up for me and protected me from Marluxia, but also because he just had a nice aura that seemed to draw people in.
"Talking today?" my smile fell, one of Axel's other habits where to drain that nice feeling you feel with him by mentioning something you hate talking about, why he and every other person in the world consisted to do this whilst socializing is a mystery.
But…I did want to talk, I wanted Axel to hear my voice, I wanted him to like my voice which was one of the reasons why I didn't reply with words because I was worried he wouldn't like it…not that I knew what it sounded like anymore but still.
"Aw come on Zex," he cooed as he poked my forehead gently with his finger, "seduce me with that sexy voice!" another habit of his, sex, it was just…on the mind as they say.
I raised my eyebrow at him and shook my head in disbelief of his choice of reason for me to start talking, never in a million years would I have started talking because of the sentence he just said.
"Pretty Please?" I silently giggled at his attempt of 'puppy dog' eyes and smiled to myself as the warm sensation came back.
I didn't know what was going on with my mind, my body. But I was liking it.