Heya, time for Threats. Uglug, in my own opinion, the quality of the chapters have gone down, BLECH.
Anyways, two things I forgot to mention last chapter:
1)Yesh, Roxas' logic IS supposed to suck, I honestly like it better when he is terrible in the logic depatment (and I needed him to get angry at Axel somehow).
2)That dude James, he's just some random OC I made for Rox to talk to 'cause, well, plot reasons.
OKAY. And just so everyone knows and doesn't think this: JAMES IS NOT A SELF INSERT OF MYSELF. I AM A FEMALE. I DON'T WANT OT GENDER BEND MYSELF.
I hope you enjoy this next chapter (I'm not updating my other FFs for you guys, cuz I'm nice like that).
ENJOY!
Oh yeah, I published the prequel oneshot, juzz so you know. It's called Best Friend.
I sat at the small, round, bubble gum pink table that was in the ice cream shop. Being the jerk I am, I made Axel pay for the ice cream. I also made him pay because he's the one that took me out, but I like the former reason better. I watched Axel talking to the cashier, a pretty women with black hair.
Why would he take me out? I was being a total bitch to him, yet he's still being nice to me? I think he was injected with the nice gene via ass. I just don't get him at all. He told me his reasons, and said he was sorry and now he was being nice to me. It just doesn't add up for some reason. It was simpler when we hated each other, we both knew the other's feelings and there wasn't any confusion. Heck, this is even harder than when we were best friends. Ugh, I liked him and he liked Demyx, yet were still best friends that kept their friendship a secret. We acted like total freaks around each other, and wen snuck into the mansion every night. We even got caught a couple of times. Damn, even that seems so simple compared to right now.
In addition to my mass confusion, I find my anger slowly decreasing. It must be from the fact we're getting sea salt ice cream and the world knows that sea salt ice cream is pretty much the only thing to make me completely happy. I tapped my fingers on the table and looked out the window. It was beginning to get dark out and a couple of street lights have been turned on already. Dang, I'm probably going to sleep in tomorrow. I rest my elbow on the table and cover my mouth with my hand.
Axel was taking a really long time. I realize that I'm pretty tired. Ugh, for some reason I always get tired around eight o' clock and sometimes even seven. I swear, it's a curse. I yawn just when something was shoved in my mouth. I gasp and grab the stick and pull it out of my mouth. I inspect it and see that it's sea salt ice cream. YES! I smile and take a bite from the top. I look at Axel who was chuckeling across from me.
"What?" I ask him. He smiles and licks his own ice cream.
"You're so easy to mess with," he says. I puff my cheeks and take a visious bite from my ice cream.
"Am not," I say back to him. Axel nods.
"Yeah, it is. It's even better because you always start screaming and waving your arms," he replies. I purse my lips. I will not let him damper my ice cream mood.
"Yeah, because it makes me intimidating," I say matter of factly. Axel completely loses it and slams his head on the table, his whole body racking with laughter. He must have seen how ugly (incredibly delicious) his face was. Scratch that sub thought, my mind has gone haywire from this sugary delicacy. He slams his free hand on the table, and other people look at us. I look back at them.
"I don't know him," I say to them, while pointing at Axel. They don't really pay attention to me, only to Axel who was laughing his ass off. He slowly stops laughing, and I see that his face is beet red, a deeper shade than his hair. He clutched his stomach, and occasionally let out a single breathy laugh. "Care to explain what's so funny?" I ask him. He nods, and smiles a toothy smile.
"Well, the thought of you being even close to intimidating is, oh my god, way too much for me. You're like four feet tall for christs sake! And you're blonde, skinny, blue eyes, and look like a fucking chibi! You're like a chihuahua; all bark and no bite," he says with the goofy grin still on his face. My frown probably reaches the floor. I raise my chin and humph.
"First, I'm five feet three inches, thank you very much. I only seem so short because you twenty fucking feet! Blondes can be very intimidating you know, remember Seifer? Yeah, he was blond, blue eyes, and skinny! Chihuahuas are not very nice dogs! There was one that bit me on the finger, I still have the scars! So yeah! Take that!" I practically shout, just to get my point across though. Axel raises and eyebrow and licks his ice cream.
"Dude, I'm five eight, it's not that tall. You're just short and refuse to admit it. Okay, Seifer was taller than me, it's more of a dirty blonde, and he was muscular! M-U-S-C-U-L-A-R! I was there when the chihuaha bit you. It wasn't even an actual chihuahua, it was your baby cousin in a dog costume. Those "scars" were bite marks. Try and prove to me that you're scary," he challenges, raising an eyebrow. I narrow my eyes.
"Reer," I say somewhat loudy, raising my eyebrow and moving my shoulder in a wave motion. Axel laughs again, hunching over again. He looks up, his teeth ever so obvious against his red face.
"Oooh, I'm shaking in my panties," he says while making a shivering motion with his arms. I smile triumphantly, knowing all to well that he was faking it. I laugh a little bit, realizing I was no longer pissed out of my mind for him seeing my crummy (yet superior) logic and his laziness. I was actually having a good time eating ice cream. I bet I'll be mega pissed at him again tomorrow though, it's only likely. I smile and him and take a bite of my ice cream, savoring the salty sweetness.
"This is like old times, isn't it?" I asked him. He thought for a second, then nodded. He leaned back in his chair and put his arm over the back.
"Yeah, it is. Except you've finally hit pubert and you've been quite a bitch to me, though I guess I deserved it," he says, trailing off at the end, looking out the window thoughtfully. Okay, my puberty came late, no making fun of me! I'm still beautiful!
"Yeah, puberty, it's for losers. I consider myself pre-pubesent, and I have good reason to! If there's some creepy dude staring at me, and he has to have that marluxia look to him, I'll pull the marluxia card and have him arrested. I know I've been an ass, I was trying to. Yes, I do have good reason to yell at you if you look at me, because you sir are a marluxia. Oh, and you totally betrayed me, but you got ice cream, so you're somewhat forgiven," I say. Axel nods slowly, his eyebrows beginning to furrow.
"I think I'll just ignore all of those marluxia comments, and the fact you called me one. But you're seriously forgiving me for some ice cream?" He asks in disbelief. I scoff and finish my ice cream.
"I said somewhat forgiven. You still have a lot to make up for," I reply after flinging the popsicle stick across the room, just missing the garbage. I pout and turn back to Axel. He was looking at me, searching my face.
"Sea salt ice cream? Really?" He says, shaking his head. I lean forward on the table, resting my elbows on it.
"I take my ice cream seriously, bitch," I say back to him. He laughs and shake his head.
"You and your ice cream, I don't think I'll ever understand," he murmurs.
"Just like how I'll never understand your thing for Spongebob Squarepants," I reply. He crosses his arms.
"Puh-lease, I got over him ages ago. I'm onto Patricks Star now," he says with a nod. I groan and slam my head onto the table. Suddenly Axel taps me on the shoulder softly. I look up at him.
"I'm gonna go and get some more ice cream, 'kay?" He asks me. I nod and watch him get up and walk off to the counter.
"'M'kay," was my quiet and very late reply. I watched him buy the ice creams and exchange a couple of words with the chashier. I was still baffled as to why he insisted on taking me out. He claimed that it was to sharpen my wits, but I don't really buy that. Why does he insist on stuffing me with my most favorite thing in the world; sea salt ice cream? Ugh, and I still don't have my phone back.
Axel walked back and handed me another ice cream. I grabbed it from him and immediately shoved it in my mouth, practically melting along with my ice cream. A shiver of pleasure shot up my spine. Damn! This tasted amazing. Praise whoever invented this!
"Where's my cell phone?" I asked him. His eyes dart up from his cell phone, then went back to his device. His thumbs danced over the buttons, then he slid it into his pocket and turned his full attention to me. He takes his ice cream out of his mouth.
"It's in your desk," he says, turning his attention back to his cell phone. My desk? It was in my desk the whole fucking time? Dang, I should have looked there. I sigh and go on to eating my ice cream.
Axel didn't look up from his cell phone for very long, so that left me to entertain myself, and no, not in that way. I finished my next popsicle stick and I know Axel won't get up to get me another one. I sighed and got up from the table. Axel didn't notice. I made my way to the counter and I see the girl's name tag. Her name was Yuffie. What kind of name was that? I didn't comment on it like I ususally would.
"Hello, welcome to 'The Ice Cream Place," do you need anything?" She asks me. I nod, and give her a small smile just as my Dad taught me to. I lean my side on the counter.
"Yeah, I'd like two sea salt ice creams please," I say to her, holding up two fingers. She nods and moves a little back aways and opens the freezer. She comes back one minute later and hands me the ice creams.
"Two dollars, Sir," she says. I nod and transfer both ice creams into one hand. I dig my wallet out of my back pocket and somehow manage to take out a five dollar bill. When I look back up I see her staring at me.
"Um, yes?" I ask her. She blinked twice, then sort of jumped in surprise.
"I'm sorry, Sir! Your face is pink though, I'm sorry! I was just wondering why. Do you have this skin thing or something?" She asks me. I blink, not really knwoing whether to answer or leave without a word. I should have told Axel that if I went out people would stare at me, though I didn't notice all that much since I'm used to it from Twilight Town.
"No, I had a water balloon full of dye thrown at my face," I say. I hand her the five dollar bill. "Keep the change."
I walk away from Yuffie and sat back down at my table again. Axel was on the phone, but stared at me and the ice cream as I sat back down. All silliness between us had died down long ago, and I don't know if it'll come back for a while. I shoved one of the ice creams into my mouth and looked out the window for what seemed like the fifth hundred time so far. There were a lot of cars driving by, and it was completely dark now.
"Roxas," his voice rings out. I look at Axel and raise my eyebrow inquisitively. He points at me hand and I look at the other ice cream. I hand it to Axel and he mutters some thanks. I turn back to the window and stare outside again. I fell Axel's eyes on me, but I try my best to ignore the weird feeling it brought. I finished another ice cream and yawn. I was dead tired and just about to pass out right there.
"Excuse me, Sirs, it's closing time," a familiar voice said from behind me. I turn around and see Yuffie standing in front of us, her apron already thrown on the table next to us. I nod and stand up, stretching a bit. Axel stands up also and smiles at Yuffie.
"Okay, we'll be on our way," he says to her. Axel walked away first, and when I went to follow she stopped me.
"You know, you too make a pretty good couple. You should stay together for a long time!" She said in an unbelievably chipper voice. I blush, though I doubt it was noticeable due to my pink face color. I don't reply and hurry out of the store. Axel was waiting for me.
"Ready to go?" He asks me. I nod. Outiside if was pretty cold and dark, I could barely keep my eyes open. I followed Axel to his car which was thankfully pretty close by. I jumped in and sank as deep into the seat as I could. I yawned and settled against the door, just about ready to close my eyes and sleep the whole car ride when I became aware of Axel sitting beside me.
"Buckle in," he said. I groaned, closing my eyes and not caring whether I would be flung out the windshield or not. "I dun wanna," I whine. Axel sighs, and I feel him lean across me and punch the side of the car. He drags the seat belt across my chest and buckles it in.
Before I knew it my face was slamming into something hard. I opened my eyes quickly and gasped.
The carpet was right in front of my face. What the hell was happening? I turned my head upwards and saw bright lights. I whined and hung my head back down, and it slapped into Axel's back again.
"Where are we going?" I ask him. Axel doesn't anser immediately, but he digs around for something.
"I'm bringing you back to the room," he replied in an even tone. I heard a door open and there was black again. No, I wasn't sleeping again, there was simply no lights on. I swung my arm up and switched on the light. I wish I hadn't. It was so damn bright! On to other matters.
"Why the hell are you carrying me?" I murmur against his back, my eyes closing again.
"Because you were sleeping, and I'm too nice to wake you up." I groaned, aching for my bed.
"I don't care anymore, just put me on the bed, I want sleeeeeep."
I felt his spikes moving against my legs, so I'm guessing that he nodded. He grunted lowly and I was flying through the air, presumably towards my bed.
I was asleep before I hit the bed.
Yes, so, yeah. This was a crummy chapter, and Roxas was somewhat nice, but bitchy near the end cuz that mofo needs his sleep. ;D
Anyways, any questions you want answered? Feel free to ask me, I'll be glad to answer.
Who is your favorite character in Threats? Who's your favorite character in any book/movie/game? I'm gonna be a stalker, but, do you like bacon?
THANKS FOR RREADING!