Roxas sat down in his seat in study hall later than usual, having just returned from a conversation with Saïx. He didn't look at Axel has he slid in behind his table.
"What was that about?" the redhead asked.
"I asked to change seats." Roxas still didn't risk more than a glance at him.
"You did not."
"He said no."
"He'd better have said no. Why are you so intent on getting away from me?" Axel asked him with a grin. But behind that grin, Roxas could tell there was a dull pain in his eyes.
"Well… I mean…" The blond looked away uneasily.
"How about we talk after class?" Axel suggested. "I'd rather not spend my afternoon with Saïx."
"Fine," Roxas sighed.
"Now," Axel said, "your notes?"
The blond rolled his eyes and passed the sheets of paper across to Axel.