A/N: WHOLY FUCK!!! IT LIVES!!!
LCC HATH RETURNETH!!
Praise me, for I am now God, bitches.
…No, I'm kidding. Well not really…
Apologies for the long-ass wait… Laptop was offline, and so…I had to copy all 3,200 words from my laptop BY HAND onto this one…that's two hours I'm NEVER getting back.
Feh.
Life's Cheat Code
-Level 09: Begin-
Continuing his game of Devil May Cry 3 after his phone conversation proved to be difficult for young Roxas; word was getting out.
He couldn't lie to Axel. Roxas was so readable to the redhead that even over the phone miles away, he could tell Roxas' face grew hot. Plus, it was a total give-away because when Roxas lied, he stuttered like crazy. Roxas had cleared his throat and tried to start again, but as soon as he denied Axel's claim to Demyx actually SEEING him there, on the pole, dancing his little heart out, Axel knew it was a lie.
So, the word was getting out.
But Roxas knew Axel could keep secrets. To completely honest, Axel didn't even really care; he just wanted to know. Axel and Sora were buddies, and Axel was not one to go back on his word…
So, here the blond sat, on his bed, staring at the wall across from him. Now, HOW will Sora take this once he tells him that Axel knew…?
Maybe, Sora didn't have to know.
Sora didn't have to know that Axel knew he was a stripper…It wasn't really a big deal, Axel didn't even care…
And is Sora did know, he may try to pin it on him, like HE had spilled it.
But he didn't…
But Sora wouldn't know that for sure…
Oh, what a pickle this is…
"Do ya think that I can get some, chickie, chickie? Maybe gets a little finga, sticky, sticky?"
After quite a few headaches and a trip to the store for some aspirin, and a good night's sleep, Roxas was up the next day, trying to defeat that goddamned vampire-whore bitch of a boss…and losing. Again.
Dammit. Foiled, again.
All thoughts of how to deal with the bumbling weight of Sora's secret getting out was on its way of leaving.
And he had a date tonight. Nothing could go wrong.
"Ya wanna suck it like a bong hit, wacky? Ya gotta be my First Lady, Jackie."
…But all this was quite a few hours ago.
His cell phone rang, and Sora had requested that they spent the day together. It was hard to say no with the unbearable weight on his shoulder, so he reluctantly agreed. He had quit the game with no luck with Nevan (stupid vampire-whore.), took a shower and was now standing against the wall, trying to remember what he was thinking about, because the EXTREMELY obscene lyrics of the song Sora was singing, and their location being at a little kids' park, was throwing him off track.
"She got the power, of the hootchie, I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie! Let's party hardy, and rock and roll! We drink Bacardi, and smoke a bowl!"
Roxas sighed, massaging the bridge of his nose, and looking around at the kids as they looked up at him and laughed, and were carried off by their mothers.
Oh, how embarrassing…
Good song, though.
"I got the green-glow under my car, I got the boom-boom system you can hear real far!"
Roxas watched…watched as his best friend completely made a fool of himself and didn't even care what anyone else thought of it. That was why everything just plain out, loved Sora. That was how everyone knew his name.
And that was why, during the passing periods before class, he could shout, "Whoooooo lives in a pineapple under the sea?" And he would have everyone answering with "Spongebob Squarepants!" instead of "STFU, MAN!!" down the hall. That was respect.
If anyone else but Sora did that, no one would play along. Sora was everyone's friend. Bu, out of the other millions of people who knew his name and sat in almost all of his classes with him and let him copy math homework from the night before, he chose Roxas as his best friend.
Wow.
That was some pretty deep shit he was thinking about, watching as Sora climbed up the slide and shouted "I got the fever for the flavor of the cootchie, yo hey ma, yo hey ma, yo hey mamama hootchie!"
…Silly, spontaneous, dorky, sexy little Sora; he was somethin' else…
"Roooooooooooxas!"
The blond looked up, and laughed, watching as Sora balanced himself on the slide, jumping off and onto the tanbark safely on his feet. He then sprung up, wrapping his arms around the younger boy and laughed as he almost fell over from the older boy's greater weight.
After the brunet had let Roxas go, he left an arm draped over his shoulder and sighed, turning to look down at him, "Bug date tonight, eh?"
"Yeah, how'd you know?"
"Axel told Riku last night who I talked to this morning…I'm going over there later on."
Roxas grinned devilishly, crossing his arms and staring up at the older boy, "So, tell me Sora, how exactly is Riku in bed?"
"Fucking. Amazing."
"I knew it!"
"…Could we have made it any more obvious, Roxas, so you young mind could process such a thing? Gods…"
Roxas then pouted, escaping the other boy's arm and stepping away from him. Sora stuck out his tongue playfully and darted toward the swings behind them. Roxas followed annoyedly, sitting on one next to Sora, ignoring him as he put his iPod away and sat on the swing and swayed back and forth gently.
"Yanno, Roxie…"
"What."
"I don't know where I'd be without you."
Roxas' glare in the tanbark lightened, and he looked up at the older boy, meeting his blue eyes gazing back at him from the other swing. Sora laughed gently, looking back down at the ground, keeping a smile as he continued. "You…put up with a lot of the things I do, Roxas…I just wanted you to know that…means a lot, okay? I was even telling Riku to never be jealous of you, because…I'm always going to love my best friend."
"Sora?"
"Hmm?"
"That has gotta be the gayest thing I think you have ever said… But, I love you too."
/L-C-C\
One thing had lead to another during the date. First, it was Axel's wandering hand that always found his waist, then it was the fact he couldn't go a couple minutes without a kiss. Roxas thought it was adorable, and was happy to oblige. Roxas offered for Axel to spend the night to get away from Akino for a night so they could instead spend it together.
"Yeah, okay pop. I'll talk to you later, thanks. Bye." Axel said, hanging up his cell phone and sighing as he put it away, "You really think this is a good idea?"
"Positive, why?"
"Will your mom be home?"
"She'll be home by the time we're asleep. She knows you're going to spend the night, she doesn't mind."
Axel kept giving him an unsure look at the red light they were stopped at.
"Don't worry, Axel, she likes you. It's just the age difference that scares her a little…"
"I don't blame her."
Roxas sat deeper into the seat with his arms crossed and a tired look in his eyes. He yawned gently, resting an elbow against the car door and propped his head, closing his eyes and sighing.
"So…Sora's a stripper, huh?"
Roxas tensed, opening his eyes and stuttering as he tried to speak.
"C-can we not talk about that?"
"Sure…sorry."
Roxas relaxed, closing his eyes again. "It's alright…not your fault…" With one last sigh, signaling he was ready to go to sleep, he dosed off-
"-FELT LIKE THE BIGGEST ASSHOLE, WHEN I KILLED YOUR ROCK AND ROLL, MOW DOWN THE SEXY PEOP-"
Roxas jumped from his seat, shrieking slightly and his foot had somehow ended up on the dashboard. Axel laughed, turning down the volume as he looked over at him, "Sooorry about that, too."
Roxas held his fluttering heart in his chest with his hand and calmed down. He sighed tiredly again, slumping back in his seat and watching his house come into view, with, not surprisingly enough, an empty driveway.
Axel parked on the street like a gentleman and clicked the lock after Roxas stepped out and set the alarm. Roxas found the spare key, unlocked the door and replaced it underneath the mat, pushing the door open and letting Axel inside.
True, Axel had been inside Roxas' home before, but he looked around as if everything were brand new. He sighed contently, feeling Roxas come up next to him, lovingly leaning against him and sighing himself. Axel wrapped an arm over his shoulders smiling to himself as he looked around the dark, white, tall house.
"Want a soda?"
"Sure."
/L-C-C\
The night was supposed to go like so:
"Hey Sora, how is it going?"
"Fine, Riku, how about with you?"
"Just peachy"
The night, however, turned out like so:
Some comes to door.
Sora knocks.
Sora is pinned to couch for passed two and a half hours.
Not that either of them had any objection to how it went. Riku was perfectly happy with his place on top of the younger boy, playfully battling him in tonsil hockey for control, and was content with letting Riku win… or at least think he was.
Sora moaned into Riku's mouth, clawing gently at his hair and arcing his back against the older boy's insanely sensational touches, Riku bit down gently at Sora's bottom lip before lowering his head and kissing along his neck. Sora inhaled sharply at the enticing, feather light teases, bucking his hips into Riku's, laughing gently at the older boy's low groan.
He was already working on Sora's buttoned shirt and Sora was working on his belt buckle. Sora giggled, easily taking the belt off, "We're not going to the mall then, are we?"
"Fuck no." Riku replied, obviously thinking or nothing other than…other things than their supposed date to the mall. It wasn't very Riku-like for him to swear, but considering the situation… it was safe to say Sora had the uncanny ability to turn the most respected gentleman into the worst gutter mouth.
After a sharp bite to his collar, Riku moved from the couch and picked Sora up. His legs wrapped tightly around his waist, arms holding onto the other boy's shoulders and biting his neck all the way up the stairs.
Sora's back connected with Riku's door, making the brunet moan both from pain and feeling Riku poke him. Riku ground their jeans together roughly, banging the younger boy's body against the door, nearly knocking it off of it hinges. Riku fumbled with the handle of the door after sort of gaining some composure, opening the door, and slamming it shut again, not even bothering to lock it.
/L-C-C\
"Axel…?" Roxas asked, sitting on another stool across from the older boy at the bar in the kitchen.
"Yeah, kiddo…" He answered, taking another sip of grape soda. He glanced up at the blue-eyed boy, not meeting his gaze. Roxas stared down at the floor, not up at Axel.
"What do you think Sora and Riku are doing right now?" He eyed the green eyed man with a smirk, almost expecting his answer.
"Fucking." He said bluntly, finishing off his soda and burping loudly, followed by a short, mumbled, "s'cuse me."
"Did you think they'd be on the couch talking about their feelings or somethin'? They're boys, all boys think about it sex and when there's an ass available, they wont think twice."
Roxas laughed again. Axel smirked, "No one can get pregnant, I'm sure Sora's pretty clean; when there're no drawbacks, who the hell cares, right?"
Roxas nodded, glancing up at his soda and setting it down on the counter, He sighed deeply, glancing back up at Axel, who was eyeing him carefully, "…Why do you ask?"
"No reason." He said, running a hand through his hair gently and sighing again. "But… It's just kind of…funny, yanno? It's kind of a scary number on how many people are fucking right now."
Axel chuckled, "Demyx sent me a text once saying that twenty thousand people were having sex, ten thousand people were fucking, nine thousand five hundred and ninety nine people were making love, four hundred were kissing and hugging, and one lonely dumbass was reading this text message."
Roxas looked up at Axel for the longest time before laughing so hard, he nearly fell out of the stool. Axel chuckled, "And I replied saying and another lonely dipshit is sending this out to his buddies who get more ass then he did. He didn't text back."
Roxas chuckled, eyeing Axel with a smirk. Axel yawned tiredly into his hand sighing into it and running a through his long mane of wild red hair.
"So, umm…if we…yanno… Then that would mean-"
"It'd be classified as Rape, kiddo, I'm not going to jail for that."
"Right, right…" Roxas laughed, scratching his cheek gently, feeling them flush. He quickly hopped off the stool and headed toward the living room, "Let's watch movies, 'kay?"
"Alright." Axel replied, lazily standing from the stool and yawning on his way to the living room, watching Roxas disappear upstairs. He plopped lazily on the couch, sighing and running a hand through his hair.
He heard Roxas call from upstairs – something about a movie title. Axel groaned and stood up, almost crawled up the stairs and waltzed into Roxas' room, "What?"
"I said," Roxas turned to face the older male from the DVD rack, "Did you want to watch a movie that… What are you looking at!?"
Axel's face reddened deeply at the sight before him. Roxas stood on his hands and knees, and in the midst of changing into his pajama pants, had bent down to look at his movie selection. A bright green dinosaur on the younger boy's ass stood out for the world to see; namely, Axel.
"I-I'm sorry!" He said, shielding his eyes and turning around from the door. Roxas blushed as well, finding his plaid pajama pants and silently slipping them on. He stood and cleared his throat.
"Talk about ironic, doncha think?"
Axel turned around slightly, glancing back with only one eye to make sure the coast was…clear. He turned around fully, still blushing profusely, and laughed nervously.
"Y-yeah, kinda. Now…what did you want again?"
"I was going to ask you if you wanted to watch a movie that was funny or scary."
"Oh, I don't care; up to you. I'll probably fall asleep in the first ten minutes." He laughed, heading back downstairs and sitting on the couch again.
Talk about awkward… And who the hell wore dinosaur undies at fifteen?"
Roxas came back down the stairs with a movie in hand, giggling slightly, probably at the selection, and carefully placed it into the DVD player. He sat down on the couch and snatched the remote to turn the TV on, and placed it onto the right channel and waited for the menu to pop up after the trailers.
He leaned against the older boy's body, almost snuggling against him in order to get comfortable. Axel, too tired to really care, wrapped an arm delicately around his waist and draped his hand over his stomach. The trailers rolled on boringly until a grotesque, ugly man popped onto the screen, screaming into the mirror in front of him.
Axel groaned, and Roxas giggled. The Hot Chick
/L-C-C\
They had been parked in Sora's driveway for almost a half an hour not, and still the car rattled and thumped and made odd noises that cars usually didn't make; especially at a quarter to ten at night.
Both boys had migrated to the backseat sometime ago; and sometime ago, the car began jumping along to their activities inside, creating a rather uncomfortable setting for the neighbors and people walking by at this hour with their dogs.
Sora moaned Riku's name loudly into the warm air inside the car before both boy's released, spilling all over the back seats. Riku would have to clean that later, it was no big deal. Riku groaned uncomfortably, realizing his asscheeks were almost pressing against the window. He sighed, glancing down at Sora, who was in turn in an odd position, with his leg against the seats, one leg stretching in between he two front seats and the other splayed across the back window.
Riku leaned forward, placing kisses across the several hickeys and possible bruises across the younger boy's neck. Both of their hearts soared, and the car smelled…well, like sex. After a moment, Sora mentioned something related to it either being too hot in the car or not being able to breath, or probably both, and opened the door above his head.
Riku raised his head after a few moments, and propped it up with one hand, with his hair matted against a light layer of sweat on his forehead. Sora giggled, already knowing what was coming.
"I told you not to do that when I was driving, Sora."
"Yeah well, Riku, why don't you just stop being so fucking hardcore when you're driving then? Then I wouldn't do that when you were driving." He fisted Riku's hair and crashed their lips together forcefully, tangling their bodies again in an almost comfortable position…almost.
Riku laughed, half trying to pull his pants back up and look for Sora's shirt at the same time. Sora found the thing on the back dashboard and slipped it back on after getting out from underneath the older boy, who was successful in pulling his pants back up and buttoning them.
Sora sighed deeply, glancing over at Riku as he turned up to meet him eye to eye. Sora smiled brightly, leaning over and kissing the silver haired boy before both boys got out of the car, made out again, and Sora finally got to his front door and Riku sped away.
Sora tried to rub out the kink suddenly forming in his neck as he glanced around for the spare key and unlocked the door. He looked around the empty house, and trudged up to his room, and changed for bed.
/L-C-C\
Sora awoke the next morning with the glare of the sun shining through his window sharply…right into his eye.
He sat up from the bed and rubbed again at the small sore spot on the back of his collar. He stood up, and instantly decided on a shower.
He opened his door with a yawn, and was met by the sound of something crashing in the kitchen. He darted downstairs, sliding into the kitchen to watch as Mayuka threw down a carton of eggs onto the floor in a tearful fit. Sora glanced from the carton up to his mother's face, which was hidden with one hand covering half of it, streaked with tears.
"What's wrong…?" He whispered, carefully stepping over the spilled eggs and wrapped his arms around the older woman. She clung onto him as uncontrollable sobs escaped her thin frame, shaking her entire body.
"What's the matter?" He asked again, leading them both to the kitchen table. He pulled out a chair and let Mayuka sit down carefully before grabbing a seat of his own, dragging it closer to her. After a moment, she looked up at Sora with the same blue eyes that he had inherited.
"I'm so sorry, honey…" She sobbed, running a hand through her dark brown hair and sighed shakily.
"Sorry for what?"
"I mean, it wasn't like it was my fault, I was early every fucking morning for those pricks, I never got a damned order wrong, I knew when to cut off the drunks-" She paused herself, glancing up again at Sora and sighing again.
"They had budget cuts again Sora, and I was on the list…"
+Insert Coin To Continue?+
A/N: "Fever For The Flava" by Hot Action Cop, and "Killed Rock and Roll" by System of a Down.
And I really got Axel's text message, btw. Thanks, Ethan.
PLOT TWIST!! ZOMG!!
Hey…Reviews are shiny, aren't they? C'mon…no more hiatus! Yay!
And if you spot a huge error, please let me know and forgive me; it was uber late last night when I copied it over sooooo...yeah.