So Much for Forever

Chapter- 6

It had been two weeks since the incident with Saix and Axel and neither of them had shown up to school since. Rumors were going around that both of them were expelled but Roxas refused to believe that. He had tried to get Demyx and Xigbar to explain but their lips were sealed, what the hell was going on? Over the course of those two weeks Demyx and Xigbar had become increasingly nicer to Roxas, one could even possibly call them friends. Today was no different from any other day, at least not until lunch rolled around. As Roxas was carrying his lunch tray out to the corner table on the cafeteria patio he noticed that only Demyx was there today; and he looked rather upset. The smaller blond put on a soft smiled as he sat down next to the musician.

"Demyx?" he asked quietly and unsuccessfully trying to get the older boys attention. "Hey, Demyx, is everything okay? Where's Xigbar?" Roxas asked again and this time Demyx looked up at him but he wasn't completely there like he was deep in thought. Demyx just sighed and put on his usual smile.

"Hey, Rox. I'm fine… Xigbar is off making sure Axel's okay. We haven't heard from him in a couple days." Roxas frowned and turned his attention to unwrapping his sandwich. He then looked up at Demyx and asked again, "Why won't you tell me what's wrong with Axel?" This time Demyx frowned as well and rested his head in his hand then proceeded to poke at his pudding cup with a spoon.

"It's just not my story to tell, Rox." Demyx sighed again and pushed the pudding cup away before continuing, "He's a hard guy to understand and I don't wanna be the reason why you freak out and start assuming things, ya know?"

"I don't freak out!" Roxas shouted. Demyx just gave his a very un-amused face and Roxas' face flushed a little before he dropped his head and mumbled some apologies. Just then, Xigbar plopped down next to Demyx with a wild grin plastered to his face.

"Well, hey there, sexy. Why the long face? It isn't a very good look on you." The man only grinned wider when he was glomped by his mullet boy.

"Where have you been?" Demyx accused him.

"Axel's."

"For four hours?! You missed the entire first half of school! Well tell me, how is he? Is he okay? Is he still eating? He hasn't gotten high has he? Maybe I should—"

Demyx was quickly and effectively cut off with a harsh kiss from his boyfriend. Roxas rolled his eyes at the two and took a drink from his water bottle; staying quiet in hopes of hearing some news about Axel.

"Xigbar!" Demyx whined after the two pulled apart. "You know I hate it when you do that! Now tell me how Axel is."

"Ask him yourself."

"Xigbar I can't drive. I would probably die trying."

"As if! The lazy bastard's here." Roxas spit out his drink.

"Wha-?!" both blondes exclaimed in unison. Demyx was thrilled that his best friend was still alive and breathing but Roxas looked about ready to faint. Sure he was happy the red head was okay but he beyond terrified about how to approach him and react around him. After all the last time he saw Axel was two weeks ago when they were both completely stoned and Axel had found out about his… Shit. Demyx and Xigbar were talking about Axel now and Roxas heard them say something about him getting lunch then coming over. At this point Roxas figured he had three options:

One; Own up to his mistake and sit down and talk to Axel about it. The boy thought about that only for a moment before crossing that off completely; because quite frankly he didn't want or feel the need to explain himself.

Number two; Ignore the situation entirely and act like it was nothing and he had been sitting at this table with all of them for years. Hmm, possibility.

Option three; Fuck this, pussy out, and book shit away from the table before Axel had a chance to see him and in turn question him. Roxas mulled over the options again. With another moment of consideration he quickly picked up his trash on to his try and grabbed his things. Run like a pussy it is! But before he could stand up he heard Demyx shriek Axel's name and Roxas cursed his lack of movement. He quickly and quietly stood up thinking maybe he still had a chance to get away before getting spotted. But just as he turned to leave all rational and regrettable thoughts alike went flying out of his head when ocean deep eyes locked with acid green.

"Axel…" The named slipped between Roxas' lips before he could stop himself and he winced at his own voice.

"What's he doing here?" the red head asked calmly, his piercing gaze never leaving the boys. "Last I checked he didn't sit with us." Demyx sense the tension and quickly got up to stand in front of Axel cutting off the glare.

"Well actually the last time you both were in school he DID sit at our table." Demyx then added in a much softer voice, "Stop now, Axel, unless you want a repeat." Axel turned his back to both of them and sat down across from Xigbar. Demyx sighed and sat down next to the same man. He then motioned for Roxas to sit down next to himself. Roxas shook his head not trusting his own words. Axel looked up at the boy his eyes softer than before but his voice and words were twice as harsh.

"Hell, the last time I saw you, you were shit faced high. So tell me Rox-as, are you still hiding behind your razor?" Xigbar chocked on his food and Demyx gapped in disbelief. Roxas stood dumb struck for a moment, not sure exactly what to do or say. So he went with option three. His tray hit the concrete with a loud clang and in two minutes flat he was out of sight. Axel smirked at himself with some twisted self-pride before he was suddenly slapped straight across the cheek by a fuming musician who was currently standing over him.

"You bitch!" he spat at Axel. "You should have kept your fucking mouth shut!" the red mark was already starting to show, quickly escalating to match his flaming hair.

"The fuck was that for, Dem?!" the red head shouted back rubbing his sore face.

"For being stupid, now go apologize!" Demyx was ready to hit Axel again but was reduced to whimpering as Axel grabbed his wrist and yanked him down to eye level. Xigbar immediately stood up ready to intervene if necessary. Axel glared at Demyx and responded. "Don't order me around like you own me Demyx.

"No!" Demyx screamed, "If you're going to act like a bitch than I'm going to treat you like one!" Axel raised his fist and Demyx cringed bracing himself for a hit, but Xigbar stepped in catching the punch. The black haired man fought to lower Axel's arm and said, "Don't turn into, Saix." With that Axel dropped both arms releasing Demyx in the process. The blond teen went to cradle his now bruised wrist then looked up at Axel calmly. "Fix this." He sighed and picked up his guitar and book bag.

"I'm still mad at you but right now Roxas is more important, he's my friend too now. And I'm all you've got left Axel, if you want to keep it that way than fix this." With that he took Xigbar's hand and the two left for class, letting Axel alone with his thoughts for a bit. Axel sighed and scratched his neck.

"Well fuck…!" he shouted at nothing as he kicked the table. Look likes he's going back to Roxas' house after school again.

-XIII-

The bus ride home was rather uneventful for Roxas. He sat in the back like usual; ear buds on full blast and his pen scribbling away in his book. Lately he had found new inspiration and his poems and lyrics were starting to fill up his journal. He figured at this rate it would probably be smart to invest in a new note book. When the bus stopped a couple blocks from his apartment he jumped off and headed for the closest corner store for a new set of pages. After a good ten minutes of searching for the proper size and rule he purchased it along with a frozen pizza for dinner that night. On the way home Roxas noticed the snow that started to fall it was wet and heavy and clouds were fluffy and low. The boy sighed because he knew that soon enough it would be blizzarding, so he picked up his pace to a jog and hurried home.

It was almost four by the time Roxas got home and he tiredly kicked his shoes off by the door before dragging his feet into the kitchen. He placed his bag on the counter and pulled out his new book and the pizza, walked over to the oven to set the preheat temperature for the pizza then back to his book. With a smile he wrote his name neatly on the inside of the cover. When the beeper went off, telling him it was hot enough; he set the pizza in the oven and turned on the timer. 'Perfect.' He thought. 'Just enough time for a shower.' So he made his way for the bathroom slowly stripping in the process. When he reached the shower and turned on the water he noticed his reflection in the mirror. The cut were no longer an angry red, but they were nowhere close to being healed. That was when he remembered something he wished he hadn't. The razor was still sitting pretty beside the sink. So he picked it up and rolled it in his hand admiring the dull shine. Axel's irritated voice jumped into his head again.

"So tell me Rox-as, are you still hiding behind your razor?" So what if he was… Roxas sighed and slid the cool metal across his thigh twice and down his arm once. He only admired the blood for a little bit longer before he decided his shower was more important. He stepped into the steamy water but as soon as his hair got wet the doorbell rang. Damn it! Roxas mumbled some curses under his breath as he jumped out and scrambled for is dirty jeans.

"Coming!" he shouted as he ran for the front door. But when Roxas opened it he was not expecting the very reason for the blood running down his wet arm and slowly soaking his jeans, to be standing there on the other side, again.

"Hey—" Axel began, but before he could even get another word in the door was slammed quite loudly in his face.

A/n: Alright, see! I'm updating! And it didn't take a year, woot! Hahaha alright well now that we've established I'm still alive. I've figured out how I'm going to go with this. I also got some inspiration from the video I mentioned in the first chapter. Took me a bit to find it again though, anyway, I'm already thinking about how I'm going to end this so it's not going to be dropped. YAY! Happy Holidays, everybody gets cookies and all that bull shit, but only if you review! Because your reviews make me feel fuzzy inside~!

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-Sparky