A/N: Sorry. very, very sorry that I have not yet updated this. D: Midterms and such. Most of which I failed because instead of studying I wrote this. I consider it time well wasted, honestly. :D
Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts. It belongs to Square and Disney.
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Roxas yawned and sat up, stretching. He had had the most fantastic dream last night- not that he'd ever admit it. He smirked inwardly- that dream was just going to be his own dirty, fabulous little secret. He shifted to get out and bed and winced. Ow- his ass hurt. That was weird...
"Oh, cool, you're up," said a voice to his right. Roxas looked over and saw Pence standing awkwardly near his bed. Looking to his left, he saw an oddly distraught looking Olette and a very annoyed looking Hayner. "We were pretty worried, dude. You just collapsed on the beach, and-"
Roxas slapped a palm to his forehead. The beach!He moved his hand to the back of his head, rubbing it sheepishly. "Wow. I must look like a hypocrite, right?" he said, laughing. "There I was making fun of Pence for falling asleep and then I just pass out on you guys. Sorry." he chuckled once more, nervously. He didn't like the way Hayner was glaring at him right now.
"Who is she?" Olette spoke for the first time, her voice low and dark. She looked up at Roxas, her bangs just barely shading her tear filled eyes. "Is she prettier than me? Thinner? Huh? What is it?"
Roxas stared at her, confused. "What? What do you mean 'Wh-'"
Olette stood up suddenly, nearly upending his bedside table, and screamed, "You know damn well 'who'! Axel! Axel, Axel Axel! The name you were screaming yesterday!" The floodgates opened and she started sobbing, and fell to her knees. Hayner rushed up to comfort her, and glared up at his now ex-friend. 'How could you, man?" he said angrily. "Why would you go and do something like that? I mean, Christ's sake, you could have at least let her live on in happy ignorance!" Roxas stared at him, mouth open. Shit. He hadn't... no... he couldn't possibly have...
Hayner continued, "And even if you did have to break it to her, I don't think taking a bunch of pills or whatever the hell it was to make you just fall asleep like that," he said, venomously, "was the right way to do it! I mean, Jesus, Rox, we took you to the hospital, and you started moaning," Hayner imitated: "Axel! Oh, Axel!" Roxas refused to believe he was hearing this. This was impossible. There was no way...
Hayner shook his head. "Now we're the laughing stocks of Twilight Town," he hissed, helping Olette up and walking them towards the door, "just because you couldn't keep it in your fucking pants." He glanced over his shoulder and called, "Come on, Pence. Let's go." Pence shot Roxas a sympathetic look, but followed after the irate blonde anyway.
Roxas sat there on his bed for God knows how long in complete disbelief. In the course of five minutes, he'd managed to lose his girlfriend and his best friends in the whole world and found out he was now a scandalous fiend to be mocked. All because of one stupid, living puppet. Roxas narrowed his eyes and clenched his fists.
"Axel..."
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Said living puppet was having a fantastic morning. He had had the most fantastic dream last night, and he had never felt better in his short life. He hopped out of the bed, grinning, and skipped to the shower. He hummed something Disney as he squirted shampoo into his hands, massaging it into his scalp, grinning like an idiot. That stopped abruptly as the shower curtain was ripped down and he saw an extremely irate blonde heaving with rage before him.
"I swear to God," Roxas hissed, grabbing the red head by the chin, " if you do not fix things right now, I will rip your organs out easier than I did than with that doll."
Axel gulped and laughed nervously. "Wh- what do you mean?" he asked, trying not to think about how incredibly amazing the blonde had looked beneath him in his dream- something told him that might be detrimental to his health, considering he was naked.
"I mean," Roxas hissed, pulling Axel's head closer to his clenched teeth, "that because of you and this stupid dream I had-"
Axel brightened. "Oh,did you have that dream too?" he giggled and poked Roxas on the nose. "See? I knew that we were connected in some way. I figured that dream was too real to-"
"What?" Roxas hissed, digging his nails into the redhead's cheek and he winced visibly. "Are you telling me that you had that perverted dream first? And I was somehow ensnared in it?"
Axel laughed nervously, trying to wriggle free. "Well, you did like it didn't you?"
Roxas scoffed. "I most certainly did not."
Axel grinned and wrapped his arms around the smaller boy's waist and cooed, "Oh really? Because you certainly seemedto enjoy it." He grinned down at the blonde maliciously.
Roxas looked to the side, flushing. "I have no idea what you're talking about," he muttered, trying to ignore the fact that Axel's very attractive mouth was moving towards his slowly but seductively.
Axel quirked an eyebrow. "Oh really? Then I suppose you don't remember this, then?" He rose his voice to a high, breathy moan. "AXEL! Please, Axel, no more teasing. Just..." he stopped abruptly as he saw the blonde glaring at him. "And if you don't believe me," he said, softly, "have you looked at your tongue recently?"
Roxas froze and whipped around to face the mirror, sticking out his tongue- it had a large bruise on it that looked like a bite mark, and there appeared to be a few red splotches on some of his teeth. He turned slowly, and reached into the redhead's hair, feeling for the scratches that he knew would be there. As he felt the scab, he closed his eyes and sank down to the floor, burying his face in his hands. Axel knelt down to comfort him, wrapping his arms around the boy and softly cooing, "Hey, hey, it'll be alright. It'll be fine, you'll see."
Roxas looked up, still vaguely annoyed. "How is it going to be fine, you idiot?" he asked, shocked and slightly disgusted that he felt tears. "All my friends hate me and the whole town does, probably."
Axel chuckled a bit. "Why would the town hate you?" But he knew the answer as soon as the words escaped his mouth,and he spoke them aloud with Roxas: "Because everyone loves Olette." How could they not? She was so sweet and caring and bright and sunny- hell, Axel had felt himself warming up to her just by looking at her, and as far as he was concerned, she was competition.
"Well," Axel said, straightening up and offering Roxas his hand, which he took reluctantly, "we can't just stay in here forever and avoid them. I know for a fact that you need more food, and probably some new sheets." Roxas glared at him for that last comment but let it slide. " And if anything happens," he added, ruffling the boy's hair, "you have me, okay?"
Roxas sighed and shook his head, but smiled up at the redhead in spite of himself. "Okay," he said. "Looks like we're going into town, then. Meet me outside in twenty minutes, 'kay?"
Axel grinned down at him and kissed him on the nose. "It's a date."
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A/N AGAIN: Lol. Just some fluff at the very end, but I liked writing it. :D
And poor, poor Roxas. Again. And now I'm forcing him into public with a semi boyfriend slash giant pain in his backside (in more ways than one) to be humiliated. But Axel will get to smack some bitches up and Roxy dear will get revenge, so in the end, everyone's happy. :D