Author: City Girl Dreamer PM
When Roxas was kicked out of Hollow Bastion High, he didn't know what to expect when he began his new school. As the weeks go by, he finds himself tangled up in a world of shag-bands, strange dreams, stranger phone calls and someone called Ana. AkuRoku.Rated: Fiction T - English - Drama/Romance - Axel & Roxas - Chapters: 4 - Words: 18,017 - Reviews: 33 - Favs: 19 - Follows: 15 - Updated: 04-27-10 - Published: 04-01-10 - id: 5860596
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Hehehehe...your reviews make me blush. A lot!
This story is becoming my baby. Which is awful because 'Broken Colours' is supposed to be my baby! GAH! I've written so much stuff for this story all ready! It's unreal! ^_^
Anyway, I'm feeling the love for Axel! Hehehehe...he is a pretty boy!
Also, I've changed the summary AGAIN! I keep doing this because I'm so unhappy with it! GAH! Oh well...
Chapter Four - Think
Roxas was decidedly, rather bored. He had been waiting in his first lesson for twenty minutes and the teacher still hadn't shown up. The blond was sat at his desk with one hand doodling on the table and the other propping his head up. Roxas had managed to get a desk at the back of the room, melting into the background and away from prying, inquisitive pupils who needed to know everything about the new boy. Fortunately, after ignoring the first five people, the questions soon ceased to be asked. The chattering and laughing and gossiping soon became background noise as he concentrated on his doodle--a checkered skateboard.
He paused in his drawing when he made a slight mistake and glanced up. The people in his class were gathered in groups, around certain tables. There was a trio of girls who seemed to be working intently on a treasure map--probably an art project or something. A gang of boys with a blitzball bragged about how they were going to crush their rivals--Hollow Bastion. Overhearing this made Roxas smile slightly, hoping that maybe he might see his old friends once more. Humming with content, Roxas continued to gaze around the room. He had noticed that not everyone had taken their school uniforms as seriously as he first thought, as some pupils had left their ties off and others were wearing stripy tights with their skirts and multiple belts slung across their waists.
However, not a single pupil came anywhere to being as weird as the one sat next to him. Sora. Roxas blinked a couple of times before his brain could even register what Sora was doing. In one hand he held a pencil--simple enough. In the other he held a pair of scissors and with a single blade, he was carving away at the wood on his pencil, an intent and fierce look of determination upon his face. Not so simple enough. Roxas raised an eyebrow and cocked his head.
"What are you doing?" he asked, perplexed by Sora's actions. Sora glanced up at him innocently and smiled.
"Interrogating a pencil," he replied, his face a picture of angelic sweetness. Roxas twitched.
"You've spending way too much time around mum," he stated dryly. Sora merely smirked and shrugged, uncaring to his brother's disturbed expression. He returned to his 'interrogating', carving the wood away with more vigor than before.
"Wanna know why I'm interrogating it?" Sora asked. Roxas didn't reply, but made a noncommittal sound instead. Sora took this as 'yes, yes I do' and proceeded to explain. "Well, there was this eraser at the end of the pencil, but when I took it out it was missing. It wasn't even in my pencil case, so obviously it was either kidnapped or thrown out. Obviously the only culprit around that could have had anything to do with such a heinous crime had to be the pencil--hence the interrogating."
Swallowing hard, Roxas shook his head and turned away. "I worry about you sometimes--but then I remember mum and feel relief that it's not my fault how you turned out," he declared, returning to his doodle and attempting to fix the mistake he made.
Sora scoffed and glanced over, smiling sweetly. "Whatever. Mum says I'm a natural at this and that I have a raw talent for it."
"Yes Sora. Because that is something you should definitely feel proud of," Roxas replied, motioning towards the skinny piece of wood that used to be Sora's pencil.
Laughing, Sora tilted his head to the side and grinned. "You know, I'm this close to making it snap!" he beamed. Roxas twitched.
"I don't care if you meant that with the pun or without. That was a terrible joke and I'm going to ignore that fact that you've just said it out loud," he stated.
Shrugging, Sora returned to his pencil. Roxas watched him from the corner of his eye and shook his head slightly. It would be a fruitless attempt to even try and decipher his brother's way of thinking and decided that whatever happened in the future concerning him and possible jail sentences could be blamed on their mum. The blond glanced down at his skateboard doodle and sighed. He was missing his skateboard already. If he ever got it back, then it would be due to his 'excellent behavior' that his mum expected of him. Right. Whatever.
Frowning, he scribbled out his doodle and threw his pencil down with a huff. His skateboard was a lost cause, just like his brother's sanity. The blond sighed and crossed his arms on the desk, leaning his head against them and closing his eyes. He could still hear the chatter amongst the students, but it was getting quieter with each second. The blond felt himself slowly falling asleep, the outer world fading away dragging the noises with it. His mind drifted and his body relaxed, succumbing to the peace of sleep.
It would have been a rather wonderful nap too, if it weren't for the sudden slam of a textbook right next to his ear. Roxas' eyes snapped open and he jumped up, fully awake. A looming shadow crosses over his desk and he blinked a couple of times, rather confused. Glancing up, the blond was ready to call out on the person for interrupting his sleep, when he caught sight of a pair of glaring orange eyes boring into him. The history teacher had finally arrived.
Roxas raised an eyebrow as he surveyed the teacher before him. Exotic skin colour. Not shop bought. Orange eyes. Completely natural, no contacts. Long silver hair. Horridly reminded him of Riku. Roxas wondered if anyone at this school had ever heard of normal and if so had they deemed it forbidden in this establishment?
"Having a nice nap, young man," the teacher asked. No, he droned. Droned in a boring, monotonic voice that made Roxas want to fall asleep all over again. The blond sat up a little straighter and resisted the urge to stretch and yawn.
"I was going to, until you woke me up," he replied, averting his eyes haughtily. The teacher hummed and shook his head, returning to the front of the classroom. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Sora smirking and shaking his head at him. Roxas scowled and crossed his arms.
"So sorry to have woken you up. Perhaps if you spent a little more time in bed, rather than staying up all night like every other student, then you might find yourself just able to make it through the day," the teacher commented casually, flipping through a book on his desk. Rolling his eyes, Roxas slouched down in his chair.
"I could have spent more time in bed, but this insane school expects me to be here at seven on the dot!" he retorted. The teacher glanced up and made a noncommittal sound.
"Ah. So you're the new student. Well, my name is Mr Xemnas and as all teachers at this school, I expect you to remain wide awake and alert during my lessons. Why not invest in a coffee machine if you find it so hard to stay awake?" he suggested, oh-so-helpfully.
"My name's Roxas Rivera and I would buy a coffee machine if it weren't for the fact that the images of my brother and my mum on caffeine give me nightmares," Roxas replied, sitting up straighter. Mr Xemnas eyed him and a small enigmatic smile rose on his lips. Sora rolled his eyes when he saw it--looks like Mr Xemnas has found a new favourite.
Roxas sighed and flipped open his textbook, humming with interest at the graphic illustrations of medieval torture. His eyes widened as he read a few paragraphs on the history of medicine and gagged when he saw an picture of a woman giving birth. He closed the book shut, and shook his head free of such nightmarish images. Sora watched him and smirked. Oh, Roxas would love history, he could tell.
"Please turn to page one-oh-two for information on the Great Heart War," Mr Xemnas began, waiting as all the students found the correct page. "Now as you can see this country has suffered one major civil war--the Great Heart War. It all began when a group of heretics were found to be experimenting on heart matter. They wanted to find out how a heart could be 'pure' and how it could become 'tainted'. The six individuals had taken their studies deep underground, in order to keep all information confidential. Such studies could lead to all of their executions. However, once their group expanded to thirteen people, they were discovered. There was a spy in the group; a renegade, who had ratted them out. After they had been discovered, there was a huge uproar within our society. Soon enough the group dispersed and split up into two different parties. Half our society followed the 'Nobody's', the group that contained the six individual members. The other half were loyal to the 'Heartless', of whom the spy was the leader of. Now, the Great Heart War began whe--"
As the lecture went on, Roxas gradually began to lose the will to live. The man's monosyllabic voice could put sleeping pills out of the job! The lecture slowly turned to background noise and his mind began to wander. Numerous thoughts flew through his mind, but only one stuck and stayed there.
He concentrated on that thought, or rather, that image. He had only seen the boy for a few seconds, but the image had been burned into his mind. The blond could remember every little detail, every little flaw and perfection about the boy. It disturbed him greatly that with one glance at one single person, he could see them--vividly without even trying. He now had a name to put to that image, that face and it rattled him because the picture only became more detailed when he brought the name to the front of his thoughts.
Axel Sinclair. Senior. Responsible for 82% of all fires occurring at Radiant Garden and the percentage is still rising. He is never seen without a cheap plastic lighter--the lighter always has to be red too. Always, always red. He is the only person to still wear shag-bands in school and paint his nails according to what shag-bands he is wearing. He is also notorious for flashing himself in the auditorium during the school's production of Fame. Apparently he had a point to prove--the point being that his 'carpet' did indeed match his 'drapes'. Suffice to say, it was point well proven.
How did Roxas happen to know all of this? Riku Valentine, the lovable, rich bastard. When Roxas had been paralyzed due to the intense and sudden interest that had exploded inside of him when he caught sight of the red-head, Riku and Sora had proceeded to tease him about his apparent 'crush at first sight' mannerisms. The blond had vehemently disagreed with such a thing and merely stated that he had been surprised that the school wasn't all perfect and quaint. Riku had been highly amused by his actions, indulging Roxas a little by giving him some information about the red-head.
Axel was Riku's best senior friend. Sora being his best friend in general and Roxas being his best rival ever. The red-head was like the black speck of paint on an otherwise spotlessly clean, white canvas. Naturally, all this information intrigues Roxas, but that didn't mean he had a crush. He was not one of those superficial people who 'fell in love' on 'first sight'. Those people belonged in trashy romance novels where nothing was realistic. Sora had ever-so-helpfully pointed out that Roxas had deemed the school 'unrealistic' so why couldn't 'unrealistic' situations happen at such an 'unrealistic' place?
Roxas had responded by pushing Sora into Riku and then laughing with great satisfaction at the position they landed in. Their embarrassed faces were tucked away in his memories for the times when he needed a little cheering up. Roxas hummed with amusement as he brought up that very image and Sora glanced over at him with worry lacing his features.
"Why are you smiling like that? It's creeping me out," he complained, reaching over to stab the blond with a piece of snapped pencil. Roxas frowned at the slight stab of pain and leaned away from the sharp piece of wood.
"I'm devising ways in which to castrate Riku. Suffice to say, it's entertaining me immensely. Way more, in fact, than this boring lesson," Roxas replied with a deadpan. Sora pouted and gave him one more vicious stab.
"You're so mean to him! He was really nice to you before when you asked all those creepy, stalker-esque questions about Axel," Sora retorted, sitting upright once more and ignoring Roxas' glare. Roxas meanwhile, was highly insulted.
"They were perfectly legitimate questions, thank you very much!"
Sora blinked and cast a long side-glance towards the fuming blond. "You asked if he was a briefs or boxers guy," he stated. Roxas twitched and shifted uncomfortably.
"Yeah, well...as I said before, perfectly legit. Besides, why haven't I heard of Axel before? You're always gushing about Riku's life so why didn't you tell me about him?" he replied, gazing down at the smudged doodle of his skateboard.
"Because I knew that if I did, you would act like this!" Sora declared, waving his hands about dramatically. It was a wonder that the teacher hadn't noticed his eccentric behaviour; or their not-so-subtle-nor-quiet conversation. Roxas narrowed his eyes at Sora and crossed his arms angrily.
"Like what, pray tell?" he hissed, glaring at his brother.
"Like. A. Stalker!" Sora responded loudly, gaining the attention of the entire class, not to mention a highly irked history teacher. Mr Xemnas gave him a chilly glare, his exotic orange eyes boring deeply into Sora's blue ones. The brunet laughed nervously and cleared his throat.
Roxas snickered and hid his grin behind his textbook. It was rare for Sora to get into trouble and even rarer for him to bear witness to Sora getting into trouble. The blond could feel his brother's discreet glare and only felt his mirth build up again. He listened intently, impatient to hear how Sora would wriggle his way out of this one.
"Sorry sir. Your discussion of the Great Heart War is indeed enthralling, but I had to get my brother to understand that becoming a stalker is not a recommended life-style choice. Especially if he plans on stalking senior boys with a tendency to burn juniors like us alive," Sora explained smoothly, his tone apologetic and courteous. Roxas had never before wanted to murder someone so badly in all his life.
"Oh? And how well have you gotten him to understand?" Mr Xemnas asked, his head tilted to one side and his lips twitching slightly.
"Poorly sir. I'm afraid the stalker ship has well and truly sailed," Sora replied in a grievous tone. Mr Xemnas nodded with a serious and empathetic expression on his face. Roxas felt a burning blush rise in his cheeks and he resisted the urge to throw his textbook at Sora.
"Perhaps later, you could encourage him to get some help and maybe this lesson could carry on?" Mr Xemnas asked, his tone lightly mocking and his eyes flashing with a warning. Sora laughed nervously and stretched up, placing both hands behind his head.
"Of course you can!" he exclaimed happily. Mr Xemnas nodded and returned to the board. Sora deflated once the class returned their attention to the lesson and breathed a sigh of relief. Roxas slowly edged his book down, revealing a scowling and an incredibly unhappy face to the brunet. Sora smirked and batted his lashes innocently.
"What?" he asked, his tone filled with pure sweetness. It made Roxas gag and twitch.
"See that corner over there," he whispered casually, indicating towards the far corner to Sora's left. "That corner right there, you see it? Good. Crawl into it and die!"
Sora pouted and crossed his arms. "It's not my fault everyone now sees you as the creepy-stalker-kid. You started it!"
"I started it? I did? You were the one to shout it out loud to everyone. And I'm not a stalker!"
Rolling his eyes, Sora turned to face the front again, sensing his brother's burning, angry glare. "You are so totally a stalker. I know your curiosity is insatiable but that wasn't funny. Even Riku reckoned you went too far with your questions!"
"Because Riku knows everything because Riku is all knowing and all powerful and god-forbid Riku not knowing something for once!" Roxas replied, fuming that his innocent curiosity had now been labeled as stalker-esque. Sora glared at him and huffed.
"Well he knows a lot more than you, that's for su--"
"Yes sir?" Sora and Roxas chirped in unison. Sora's tone was filled with false joy whilst Roxas didn't bother faking any joy whatsoever. Mr Xemnas glared down at them, his orange eyes glowing somewhat. The brothers felt a slight chill down their spines and shrank back in their chairs.
"Has it truly been deemed impossible for the two of you to cease and desist such pointless chatter? Is it truly unheard of for the pair of you to remain silent for even two seconds, let alone two minutes? I understand that you're trying to teach your brother about stalking and how rather unacceptable it is in this modern world, but I'm also trying to teach this class about the Great Heart War. Rest assured, what I am teaching is a far harder concept to understand and I can assure you, what I am teaching will be on the exam. Am I finally understood?" he demanded, stonily. His eyes were flashing dangerously and his lips were drawn thin. The class held their breath for the brother's response.
Only, they had stopped listening to his rant ages ago.
^_^ Yes. My Sora is not as naive as most make him out to be. Is that a bad thing?
Anyway, I adore my Roxas. And my Riku. Expect many catty fights between them. ^_^
Thank you for all those who have reviewed:
XxXDevil-Chan - Yes! It was Iris. I can imagine Riku listening to that song.
Khuronji - Hehe! There is really only one way to describe Axel and I adore describing pretty boys! Hehehe...
Valentina Ivanov - Yeah, I suppose no matter how fluffy this story is, everyone will know that Axel will eventually become ill. Enjoy the fluff while you can! ^_^
TwilightButterflies - Oh yeah! Of course his nails match his outfit! Axel is that fabulous! Hehehehe!
Ace Bellamanx - Yay! I'm so glad! And yeah, Riku is the sex. Literally.
TwilightsXEssence - Cat fights between those two will be fun to write! It's just so easy to imagine them being catty and bitchy to each other! ^_^
Rose Riku - I HAVE UPDATED! That makes you happy, yes? ^_^
Nekotsubasa - Ah, you've made me blush and melt. I am now a puddle of goo! Those words were so nice and I've always wanted one of my stories to be described as beautiful! Thank you! ^_^
EvilMissSaphy - Hehehehehe! Awesome. And yeah, Iris was the song, because it is the best song. Ever.
Once again, thank you so much for reviewing!
Next Chapter: Will Roxas meet Axel? Will he? Will he?!?!
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