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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Kingdom_Hearts
  Relationship:
      Axel/Roxas
  Character:
      Axel_(Kingdom_Hearts), Axel_|_Lea, Roxas_(Kingdom_Hearts), Namine
  Additional Tags:
      Romance, Drama, Angst, Drug_Use, Smoking, Underage_Sex, Abusive
      Relationships, Suicide, Alternate_Universe, Teacher-Student_Relationship
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-06-10 Updated: 2017-07-05 Chapters: 12/? Words: 17340
****** Fag Drag ******
by carnivalparade
Summary
     Neglected by his parents, Roxas never had an easy time with love so
     he turned to drugs and fooling around with his teacher, Axel Lea.
     When he one day falls for Axel's twin brother, he quits everything
     and cleans up his life. But in the aftermath of an messy breakup,
     Roxas throws himself back into his old life of casual sex and illegal
     drugs. Will Axel be able to save Roxas before its too late?
Notes
     carrying this over with me from ff.net. to those of who may have read
     before, welcome back and thank you so much for returning after so
     many years of inactivity. and please bear with me; some chapters may
     be familiar, but some are brand new! to new readers, thank you for
     stopping by! most of the chapters are completed so updates should
     come quickly. i hope you enjoy reading!
***** Chapter 1 *****
"You know you're not allowed to smoke on campus."
With an unlit cigarette resting between his lips and a lighter in his right
hand, Roxas looked up irately at the person who was speaking to him. His
English teacher loomed over him, arms crossed. Roxas closed his eyes, and lit
his cigarette. He took a long drag and used his index and middle finger to pull
the little white fag from his mouth. Counting to ten, he left the toxic air
fill him, mixing into his lungs and washing over him like a calming wave. He
exhaled watching the smoke linger for a second before dissipating into the air,
"I know." The blonde stuck the cigarette back in his mouth and held it between
his teeth as he spoke, "So what?"
"So you could get in a lot of trouble," his red-headed educator snatched the
cigarette from his student's hand.
"Hey! Don't be a dick! That shit costs money!" Roxas stood immediately,
reaching for the cig.
His teacher slipped the cigarette between his lips and sucked hard. He let out
a large puff of smoke, "Not a chance. You shouldn't be smoking, little one."
Roxas's middle finger shot up, flipping the redhead off, "Fuck you. Don't call
me that." The blonde pulled a new cigarette from the pack he kept in his back
pocket, placing it into his mouth.
"I'll take those from you all day."
The blonde groaned, sliding down against the wall to sit back on the ground,
"What do you want, Axel?"
"I told you before, little one, it's Mr. Lea. You don't call me 'Axel'."
Roxas clicked his tongue at his teacher's emphasis on the nickname and lit his
second cigarette, "Just leave me alone."
Axel sat beside his blonde student, taking his cigarette once again. He ground
the first cigarette into the cement, "Why aren't you in class? You that eager
to see me?"
"Fuck! Will you cut that out?! I just don't wanna go, okay?! I don't need a
reason," Roxas shifted his weight and reached for his back pocket for the third
time. "And don't think for a second that I wanted to see- HEY!"
Flicking the second fag into the grass, Axel reached over to the back pocket of
the blonde's skinny jeans, retrieving the pack of cigarettes that resided
there.
"Come on! Give it back!" Roxas crawled over his teacher, reaching for his pack.
The redhead laughed with closed eyes. He grabbed Roxas by the wrist and held
the pack just out of his reach.
When Roxas suddenly stopped struggling, Axel stopped his laughter and opened
his eyes. He found his student's calm face was very close to his own. In a
heartbeat, Roxas had his lips over his teacher's. His tongue slid with ease
through his instructor's lips. Roxas's tongue ran over Axel's tongue and teeth,
taking in the taste of bitter tobacco and menthol and Axel released the kid's
hand to cup the back of his head. The blonde's small hands worked up and down
the older man's body, sneaking up the white button down shirt that Axel never
seemed to close completely. His other hand made its way to the redhead's
crotch. Roxas rubbed his teacher's jeans passionately, moaning into their kiss.
Axel ran his hand down the boy's back from his neck to his hips, fingernails
lightly raking the skin through his shirt.
The moment Axel pulled Roxas around the waist, his student pulled away,
breaking their kiss, "You fag." Roxas pulled a new cigarette from the box with
dramatic motions as to show off his victory before holding it between lightly
clenched teeth, "You're just so easy, it's not even fun anymore."
Axel laughed, "Ah, but that, little one, is where you're wrong."
Roxas's eyes widened and his jaw dropped, the cigarette falling to floor as he
examined what his teacher held before his eyes. A small, see-through baggy
housing three colourful pills was now in his teacher's possession. The teen
fumbled for his pockets, patting them and wiggling his fingers into them, "Why-
when did you?"
Again, Axel laughed, "I'm always one step ahead of you, dear." He closed his
fist around the bag and brushed Roxas's golden fringe away from his forehead
with his knuckles before kissing it gently. "Don't worry; I'm not going to tell
on you."
The blonde pulled away and wiped his head with the back of his hand, "Give
those back. They're… not mine." It wasn't a total lie. At the moment, they were
certainly in Roxas's possession, but he had them to pass along, not to take.
"Right, right. Of course,they're not," Axel rolled his eyes, giving the little
baggy back to its owner. Then, all of a sudden, his face got stern, "You know…"
He grabbed Roxas's wrist, pushing the boy's sleeve up, "You're going to
seriously hurt yourself."
Roxas eyed the scars on his arm; the ones he gained from sticking syringes
loaded with heroin into his veins. His teacher was probably right; add the
cigarettes and the very occasional cocaine to the mix, and you had yourself a
recipe for disaster. Roxas pulled his lips into a tight line, "I know."
"Roxas, this is serious. You need help."
The blonde looked up at Axel, "No. I don't. I could stop if I wanted."
"I'm not talking about the drugs; I'm talking about you wanting to throw your
life away. That's why you do it. I know you don't have a drug abuse problem and
I know you can quit whenever you want. I've seen you do it."
"I only did it because it was for him."
Axel winced at the last statement. He knew exactly who Roxas was referring to.
Reno was Axel's older twin brother. He was all of Axel's bad traits –self-
centered, cold, and uncaring to name a few- to the extreme.
Three years prior, when Roxas was only a freshman, Reno came home with the boy
from some party. Axel had already known Roxas from school, but never did he
expected to see him with his brother.
At first, the two were quite casual; Roxas had a girlfriend at the time and
Reno had never been big on dating, but still being friends with each other came
with… benefits. Everything was fine until Roxas started developing feelings for
Reno. And Reno, being the manipulative bastard he was, played with the boy's
heart, pretending their love was mutual.
The man was a medical student, studying to become a doctor, so he didn't like
Roxas doing all those drugs and smoking. So just like that, the boy immediately
quit everything. Without a second thought he just stopped because, suddenly, he
had something worth living for.
Roxas laughed, "But in the end, all he did was give me an even another reason
to hate my life."
Axel looked at the boy with concern, "Roxas, you shouldn't take your life so
casually."
"No one would miss me, Axel. Who would honestly care?" he scoffed and plucked
the forgotten cigarette off the ground and slid it into his mouth. He lit the
end and took a short drag, "You know, Mr. Lea,if I wanted a lecture, I'd be in
class right now. Please don't give me this shit. Otherwise, I'll find somewhere
else to smoke," Roxas passed the cigarette to his teacher who, without a
response, took the fag and placed it his own mouth before inhaling deeply.
The redhead sighed, smoke escaping through both his nose and lips at once,
"Fine. Let's just drop it." Axel passed the cigarette back and stood. He stuck
his hand into his pocket and handed Roxas a folded piece of paper.
"I'm not gonna call you."
"Ha-ha," Axel faked a laugh. "You're so funny sometimes. Here. You got a
detention. No wait… it's even better than that, you got a Saturday detention."
"What the fuck, Axel?!" the blonde snatched the paper from his instructor's
hand, scanning it many times as if it would change if he stared at it long
enough.
"Hey, don't look at me. It's from the office." He shrugged, "I'm just passing
it along."
"FOURTY SEVEN ABSENCES? I don't have forty seven absences!" Roxas protested.
"You're right! Something must be wrong. I mean clearly someone like you must
have at least eighty three," Axel with mock astonishment.
"Shut up," the blonde stood, taking a long drag from the cigarette in his hand.
"Who's in charge of Saturday school this weekend?"
Axel smiled, "Oh you are just gonna love this one; it's me."
"Oh fuck me!" Roxas groaned, lifting his foot and grinding his cigarette
against the sole of his shoe.
"How hard, baby?"
"However you like it if it means not coming on Saturday," Roxas grumbled, still
staring at his detention slip.
The redhead smirked. He leaned down to Roxas's height, curling a slender finger
around the belt loop on his student's jeans, "Oh you'll be cumming alright."
"Really?" Roxas batted his eyelashes and gave a small, sweet smile, "'Cause I
really just can't wait." The blonde wrapped his arms around his teacher's neck.
He stood on his toes and pressed his lips over the man's.
Axel pulled the boy closer around his waist, sliding his hands down the back of
Roxas's pants. The blonde moaned into their kiss and shivered under Axel's
touch. He twisted his fingers into his teacher's hair.
"Not gonna work, babe," Axel said smiling against Roxas's lips. He squeezed the
boy's butt before pulling away.
"Bastard."
Axel laughed. He turned his back on the blonde, heading back for his classroom,
"See you tomorrow, cutie! Maybe if you suck on something besides those
cigarettes I'll turn my back when you ditch detention!"
***** Chapter 2 *****
Roxas tore into his new pack of cigarettes, and pulled out a flawless, white
stick. He shoved it between his lips and fished in his bag for his lighter. Of
course, it wasn't in there. The blonde looked around him and picked his jeans
up from the floor. Sticking his fingers in a pocket, he found the small black
lighter. The boy let out a relieved sigh and flicked his wrist, popping the
Zippo's lid open. Bringing the lighter to the cigarette sitting in his mouth,
Roxas pushed down on the thumbwheel.
Nothing happened.
Roxas grumbled to himself, attempting again to get the lighter to light without
luck. He shook his Zippo. Empty.
"Axel!" Roxas spat, cigarette still in his mouth. He threw the lighter onto the
desk he was sitting on and turned to face his teacher, who was buttoning his
shirt.
"Mr. Lea," Axel corrected. He laughed, "What do you need now?"
"Lighter," the blonde stuck his arm out. "Got one?"
The teacher picked his pants off the ground with his foot. He pulled a lighter
from the back pocket and tossed it to his student before stepping into said
jeans.
Roxas quickly lit the cigarette and inhaled deeply. His middle and ring finger
retrieved the fag from his lips and he threw his head back, exhaling.
"Roxas, put your clothes on," Mr. Lea instructed, buckling his belt and tucking
his shirt in.
"'Roxas, put your clothes on'," the blonde mimicked his teacher in a mocking
fashion. He scooped the clothes that were on the floor and desk and dressed
himself in an almost taunting manner.
The redhead rolled his eyes as his student wiggled his butt at him to slip back
into the pants Axel had torn off those skinny legs no more than twenty minutes
earlier. He walked behind the boy, smacking his behind, "Hurry up, I gotta get
back before the other kids start causing trouble."
"You were only gone for like, half an hour," Roxas grumbled, passing his
cigarette to Axel so that he could pull his V-neck back over his spikey, golden
hair.
"I swear these kids are insane. Delinquents."
Roxas laughed, "And I'm not?"
Axel took a long drag from his student's cigarette. He spoke as he exhaled
smoke that dissolved into the air, "Oh no, you're the worst of the bunch."
Again, the blonde student laughed. He pulled a white slip of paper from his
pocket, "Don't forget to sign this for me."
"Yeah, yeah," the red-haired teacher snatched the detentions slip from his
pupil's hands while returning the cigarette. "Just don't let the other kids see
you leave."
Roxas gave the man a cocky smile, "Oh yeah. We wouldn't want all the kiddies
tryin' to fuck their way outta here."
Axel took a step closer to his student, looking down at the boy, "Oh now
wouldn't that be interesting?"
"You're disgusting. Having sex with a bunch of minors," Roxas tilted his head
back, pushing up to the balls of his feet.
"Now, now it's always only been you, little one," Axel cupped the nape of his
student's neck.
The teen leaned his head to the side, bringing their faces closer, "Really?"
"I promise."
Lips almost touching, the blonde closed his eyes, "Then let's make sure to keep
it that way."
Axel smirked as he brought their lips together for just a moment before Roxas
pushed him away.
"Well," his voice was casual. "As fun as this has been –and it alwaysis I
assure you- I can seriously think of a million better things to do on a
Saturday, so I'll be taking my leave, Mr. Lea."
"What a tease."
Roxas laughed, "I already gave you what you wanted." He walked towards the
classroom door, "See you on Monday. Period three."
"Hey! What about period two?! Don't ditch my class!" Axel ran after the boy.
"Why not? I hate English," the blonde complained as the two walked down the
school hall. He finished his cigarette and tossed the butt over his shoulder to
the ground. It was a Saturday, so who was gonna stop him?
"I'll probably get shit for that," Axel noted, mostly to himself. "But, if you
ditch my class, I'll be forced to call you in for mandatory tutoring every day
after school."
Roxas glared at the man, "You are a horrible teacher."
Axel smiled big, "I'm simply concerned for your education. I'd say that makes
me a very good teacher."
"What kind of 'very good teacher' lets his students ditch classes and smoke on
campus or fuck their way out of detention?"
"Okay… educationally speaking, I'm a good teacher. And like I said, it's just
you," Axel said in his own defense.
Roxas shrugged, trying to suppress a smile, "Whatever."
The teacher rolled his eyes, "Oh, and by the way, I'll be visiting you at work
later after this."
"What? No don't do that! I don't wan-" Roxas's whining was cut off by Axel's
finger at his lips. They were just outside the library.
"Be a good boy and shut up. Otherwise, you can't leave."
The blonde wrapped his small hands around his teacher's thin wrists. Locking
eyes with Axel, he kissed the man's fingers teasingly.
The redhead pulled his arm from the blonde. He kept his voice low when he
spoke, "Go before you get caught. I'll see you later."
"I better not see you." Roxas frowned. Axel just winked and slipped into the
library, returning to the other students. The blonde rolled his eyes and walked
down the hall. He stepped out of the school building nonchalantly and walked
towards the bus stop, rubbing his bottom, "My fucking ass…"
***** Chapter 3 *****
"Welcome!" the unison of cheerfully cute voices welcomed a certain redhead as
he walked in to his favourite café. A young girl with blonde hair dressed in
pink and white, looked up from behind the register. She smiled at the teacher
and walked around the counter, "Mr. Lea! I haven't seen you here in a while.
Usual seat?"
"I've been busy Naminé," Axel replied warmly to his female student with a nod.
"Right this way!" the blonde smiled. Naminé led the man to a booth next to the
window, "Your waiter will be with you shortly." The girl smiled and turned to
leave. She walked back towards the register where the kitchen door resided. She
walked through the kitchen to the break room and exited the building through
back door. Outside she found Roxas sitting on the ground, "Rox, you got a
table."
"What? I'm on break! Nam, don't gimme tables when I'm on break," Roxas stood,
walking back into the backroom.
"Sorry Rox, it was a request."
Roxas sighed loudly. He slipped his black vest on then fixed his tie. He
doubled checked a mirror to see that he was in proper uniform before sliding
out into the customer-filled café.
"Hello Mr. Lea! Good to see you again," Roxas gave a sweet smile to his
teacher. The blonde was completely different at work; cheerful, sweet, and
cute.
Axel loved to see Roxas like this. He smiled, resting his head on his hands,
"It's nice to see you too Roxas."
The boy smiled again, pulling a notepad from his apron pocket, "What can I get
you today?"
"The usual," he loved saying that.
Roxas scribbled on his notepad, "Okay, would you like anything to drink? We've
got a new milk tea. It's really good."
Axel smirked, "Mh, I'm okay. I've had quite enough milk for today if you get
what I mean."
The blonde's smile faltered for an instant, but it recovered just as quickly.
Ignoring the last statement, Roxas gave an adorable smile, "Water then.
Alright, I'll be back with your order."
...
After an hour of talking to Naminé and watching Roxas serve customers in his
cute little uniform, Axel stood. He shoved his hand in his pocket and dropped
the money he found there to the small round table, "Well Naminé, I should be
going."
"Aww, stay longer. Our shift is almost over, we can hang out after this," the
blonde girl smiled, clinging to her teacher's arm. Like every other girl at her
school, Naminé was in love with Axel. Really, what was there not to like? He
was twenty-six, tall, skinny, smart, and charming.
"Oh, Naminé. You know I can't do that. I'm not allowed to fraternize with
students outside of school," Axel smiled at the girl.
Naminé sighed, "We don't have to tell anyone." She smiled, batting her golden
lashes, "It'll be our little secret."
Axel smiled, pulling his fingers though the girl's gold locks. He bent down to
her eye level, and stared straight into Naminé's baby blues, "Promise not to
tell?"
The blonde bit her lip, holding back a playfully seductive smile, "Swear."
Her instructor moved in, his lips near the girl's ear, "You know which car is
mine. I'll wait." Then he stood up straight and tall, turning towards the café
door. "See you at school! Bye kiddies!" the man called over his shoulder just
as he made his exit.
"That guy… he is too annoying," Roxas said, shoving his tip in his pocket and
wiping the table Axel had just been at.
Naminé turned on her heals and the skirt of her dress flared out as she spun,
"He is too hot!" She sat in the seat her teacher had just been in.
"He's a pain," Roxas sighed, plopping down in the chair across from Naminé.
"Well maybe if you would just go to class."
Roxas scoffed, "There's no reason to if I can learn everything faster
andwithout some big-headed adult acting all high and mighty and telling me what
to do."
"Roxas! Naminé! Back to work!" the sound of their boss' booming voice caused
the two blondes to jump to their feet.
...
When Roxas and Naminé left the café it was already dark. The blonde boy shoved
a half-smoked cigarette between his lips, one that he hadn't managed to finish
before he went in to work. Roxas turned to bid Naminé his farewells so he could
leave and shoot up, but the blonde girl grabbed him by the arm and dragged him
towards the parking lot.
"Nam, where are we going?" Roxas grumbled and whined like a child.
"Wherever," she said looking back at the boy and pointing a thumb towards
Axel's car.
The boy groaned, "Naminé, why? You know I don't like him."
"So what? I do. I hardly ever get to hang out with him."
"Why would you even want to hang out with him?"
Naminé shook her friend's arm, "Come one, Rox, please. I alwaysask him to do
something with us after work and he almost never says okay. When was the last
time we went to his house? We can't pass up on these opportunities.
"Why not? What's so great about him?"
"He's gorgeous! How can you not think so?"
"I'm a boy," the boy said dramatically.
Naminé scoffed, "Yeah, like that's ever stopped you. Mr. Lea is quite the
catch; I don't see why you don't like him."
"Maybe it has something to do with his constant bitching."
"Come on, Roxas. You get to hang out with him every day. I wanna spend time
with him too."
"I do not hang out with him every day!"
The blonde girl laughed, "Right. Just the days that you ditch class. Which
would be…" Naminé tapped her chin as if in thought, "Oh right. Every day."
Roxas scowled, "Not going to class doesn't automatically mean that I'm with
Axel. I just smoke with him sometimes."
"If it were me I'ddefinitely hang out with him all the time."
"All he does is nag."
The girl rolled her eyes, "Again, maybe if you would just come to class once in
a while."
"I'm passing, what's the point in going? I don't do anything but sleep when I'm
there anyway."
"It's always nice to see you cum," Axel butted his way into the students'
conversation.
Roxas made a face and flipped his teacher off.
Naminé, who hadn't caught the meaning behind Axel's comment, smiled big. She
latched herself onto the redhead's arm, jumping happily, "I'm glad you waited!"
"I'm not," Roxas said bitterly. His cigarette had long since burnt down to the
filter and he had only managed to get one good drag from it. He flicked it away
before reaching for a new one.
Ignoring the boy, Axel smiled to the girl, "Of course I waited."
Naminé batted her lashes, "Could we go to your place? I don't wanna go home
tonight."
Their teacher shrugged, leading the two to his car, "Why not?"
"You're not acting much like a teacher," Roxas protested, exhaling smoke as he
spoke. He didn't really care what Naminé or Axel did. All he wanted to do was
go home.
"He's not home, if that's what you're worried about," Axel said carefully,
trusting Roxas to know who 'he' was.
"Who's not?" Naminé asked innocently.
"NO ONE!" Roxas's voice was sharp and urgent. He threw his cigarette to the
floor, upset at how easily he got all worked up over 'him.' Reno… he was
definitely the last person Roxas wanted to see.
Axel raised his eyebrows and Naminé took a step back, gripping her teacher's
arm tighter.
"I should… I should really go home," the blonde boy turned away from the two.
The next two steps he took were just shy of running.
Axel shook free of Naminé's hold and reached to grab hold of Roxas's arm. He
pulled Roxas close to him, whispering in his ear, "Don't be upset, little one."
Roxas pushed Axel off of him, but still followed when the others made their
ways to the man's car. Naminé scrambled to the front passenger seat, which was
cool since Roxas didn't want to sit with Axel anyway. He got into the back of
the car and sat quietly, listening to Naminé flirt with Axel. He laughed softly
to himself at the thought that all these girls were constantly all over Axel,
and yet he was the one always doing it with the man.
"What's so funny back there?" the red-haired man glanced back at Roxas through
the rear-view mirror.
Roxas flipped him off and returned to his thoughts. He wondered if Axel had
done things with other students too. He always insisted that Roxas was the only
one, but there wasn't any good reason to believe him. Actually… was Axel single
at all? Maybe he was in a relationship and Roxas had just never bothered to
ask. Or rather, maybe he didn't really want to know.
The slamming of the car door tore Roxas from his thoughts. Naminé had just left
the car and Axel was on his way out as well. The blonde pushed his door open
and made his way up to Axel's apartment behind Naminé and their teacher. It
wasn't the first time Axel had taken the two to his house. Somehow the redhead
was very unlike a teacher any time he wasn't teaching a class. Roxas often
thought that maybe he just became a teacher so he could have all these rules he
could break.
Axel opened the door to his flat and Naminé walked in first. She made her way
to the small couch in his living room. She pulled Roxas by the wrist when he
got close enough and sat him down next to her.
"Mr. Lea," she giggled, pulling a bottle from her purse. It was one of those
hand blown Tequila Patrón bottles. "Wanna drink?"
Roxas rolled his eyes at her, but kept his mouth shut.
Axel laughed, "Of course I do, but you shouldn't." He grabbed the bottle from
her hands, "Where did you even get this?"
Naminé giggled a second time, taking her tequila back and pulling at the round
cork, "Not telling." She put the bottle to her lips and tilted her head back.
When the bottle was passed to Roxas, he shook his head.
"Come on, Rox. Not even just onenight?" the girl leaned towards her friend,
batting her lashes.
"No," his answer was flat.
"Boo! You're no fun," she pouted.
Roxas crossed his arms, "Well then maybe you two should have let me go home."
"Don't be such a downer Roxas. Why don't you suck on one of those cigarettes
and shut up," Axel returned Naminé's bottle.
The blonde flipped him off, but still had a cigarette between his lips within a
matter of seconds.
"You know Roxas, you really shouldn't smoke. It's bad for you," Naminé said
matter-of-factly.
"You know Naminé, you really shouldn't drink. It's bad for you," Roxas mocked
the girl, who blushed lightly, taking another swig of her drink.
Axel rolled his eyes at his two students. Naminé's drink got passed back and
forth until it was gone and Axel had brought out at least four beers
afterwards. All the while, Roxas had only gone through two cigarettes –which
Axel had actually smoked most of- and just listened to the two talk about
absolutely nothing.
By 11 o clock, things had finally mellowed out. Naminé had fallen sleep on
Axel's couch and, with no one to laugh with, Axel had calmed a bit.
"I'm gonna go home now…" Roxas stood and turned, heading towards the front door
when he felt something pull him back down.
It was Axel, "Why the rush, little one?"
"You really don't know?"
The redhead sighed, "M'not gonna to let you go home to do those sorts of
things."
"There's nothing you can do to keep me here. I'm not supposed to be here
anyway. You could get in serious shit."
Axel laughed, "When has that ever stopped you? You smoke with me and have sex
with me all the time. So what does it matter if you're at my house? You used to
come here a lot anyway."
As much as that last comment hurt, considering Axel's drunken state, Roxas
ignored it. It's not like he had meant to reference the time when Reno and
Roxas wee dating.
Axel slid his hands up Roxas's shirt, playing with his nipples and caressing
his chest. The blonde whimpered, his body giving away under his teacher's
touch. The man laughed darkly, "Let's play."
***** Chapter 4 *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
A loud slamming sound forced Naminé's eyes open. She sat up slowly, holding her
pounding head. The girl sat on the couch quietly for a second, trying to focus
her vision. She swooned a bit before pressing her palms to her forehead. Her
brain felt like it was throbbing against her skull and she silently vowed to
never drink that much again. Or at least for a while. Then, suddenly
remembering why she had woken up in the first place, her hand dropped and her
head swung to look at the front door. No one was in the room with her –so
either Roxas left and Axel was in his room, Axel left and Roxas was sleeping
somewhere else, or the both of them had just left her there.
Suddenly, Axel's bedroom door swung open. Obviously woken from the slamming of
the front door as well, a half-dressed Axel emerged from the room. "Roxas
left?" he asked groggily, scratching the back of his head.
The girl only nodded, not trusting her words to come out steady. She tore her
gaze away from the man, blushing madly, and pulled her phone from her pocket to
text the missing teen.
A couple of seconds later his reply came:
From: Roxy
 Message: left. going home.
Naminé frowned as she read the message. "He went home," she said to Axel as she
typed up a new message for the boy.
"Ah well. Can't be helped," Axel shrugged. He sat next to the blonde on the
couch, "Guess it's just you and me then, huh?"
Naminé blushed. Axel's couch was small, so their bodies were only inches apart.
She stole a glance at the man's perfect abs before looking up at his face. He
smiled then laughed when she turned away quickly.
The girl had always dreamed of the day that she and Axel would be alone
together. They would be sitting in the café or in his car and he would tell her
that all this time he secretly really liked her. And he would reach over, place
his hand delicately over her cheek, and kiss her softly on the lips.
"Naminé?"
His smooth voice made her melt and caused butterflies to explode in her
stomach.
"Naminé, are you okay?"
Slowly, she realized those butterflies were more than just that. She felt
queasy and nauseous.
Axel's eyes widened. He stood, bringing Naminé to her feet and rushing her to
the bathroom. She fell to her knees and pressed her forearms against the toilet
seat to stop her face from falling in the bowl. The redhead held his student's
hair back while she gagged. Naminé felt disgusted. She hated the feeling of
day-old food coming out the same way it went in. She hated the sour, rancid
smell that was slowly filling the air. She hated the fact that she just puked
in front of Axel.
But he was really cool about it and perhaps that made it worse. How was she
supposed to hate herself when he didn't even seem to mind it one bit. He even
gave her a toothbrush and a change of clothes.
"I'm so sorry," Naminé said joining Axel in the kitchen after she had cleaned
herself up. "That was totally disgusting… and embarrassing."
Axel laughed lightly, "It's no problem, Naminé. It happens."
"Yeah, but that was revolting. You probably think I'm so gross."
Her teacher smiled at her, "I don't. It's cool, really. Happens to everyone."
He sat her down and handed her a glass of water.
The blonde girl gulped down the water as though she hadn't had a drink in ages.
She stopped for breath only once the cup was empty, slamming the glass onto the
table.
Axel chuckled and took her glass and walked to the fridge to refill it. He made
his way to a cabinet above his stove and returned to Naminé with a bottle of
ibuprofen, "You probably have a killed headache right now."
She smiled and laughed softly, opening the bottle, taking two pills and
swallowing down as much water as she possibly could without choking.
The second glass was only half gone when Naminé realized Roxas hadn't texted
her back.
"I hope he's okay…"
"Who?" Axel asked now sitting across the girl.
"Roxas. He hasn't texted me back. He always does," Naminé said without looking
at Axel. She sent Roxas a second message asking if he was okay.
Axel shrugged, "He can take care of himself."
Naminé didn't answer. She just stared at her phone, hoping to get a response.
When three minutes went by and the phone still didn't make a sound, she pressed
Roxas's speed dial and held the phone to her face.
It rang twice before she got an answer, "Hello?"
Axel noticed her eyebrows furrow. "Who is this?" she asked urgently.
"Who is this?"
"Shut up! Who is this?"
"Oh feisty, aren't cha?" the voice laughed.
Axel held his hand out towards the girl and waved his fingers, signaling her to
hand over the phone. She did.
"Who is this?"
Naminé heard the voice say Axel's name with an elated tone. She raised an
eyebrow. Then she saw the man's face fill with anger. It was only for a second
since Axel turned away and left the room immediately after, but it was scary as
hell. She could hear her teacher yelling something like 'what do you want' and
then 'leave him alone or I'll' something something.' Then it got quieter and
all she could hear were the very low mumbles coming from Axel's bedroom.
Then it was quiet for a long time and Naminé almost considered going to Axel's
room and asking if everything was okay, but her thoughts held her back.
Question after question ran through her head, Who was that guy? Why did he know
Axel? Why was Axel so mad? Or more importantly, Why was he with Roxas? Was
Roxas alright? What if something had happened to Roxas because of this guy?
Naminé heard Axel's door open.
She stood quickly, "Is Roxas okay?"
"Naminé… I should take you home," the man responded, ignoring her question. He
walked up to her and handed her phone and clothes.
"Wh-what? Why?! Who was that? What happened?" Naminé clutched her things
against her chest and followed Axel to the front door.
The redhead spoke without turning to the girl, "Look, it's nothing. Roxas is
fine. Don't worry, okay?"
Naminé opened her mouth to retort, but held her tongue. The last thing she
wanted to do was argue with Axel, so she said nothing instead and followed him
out of the apartment. Please be okay… Roxas…
Chapter End Notes
     dont drink kids!
***** Chapter 5 *****
When Roxas woke up, it must have been somewhere between 8 and 10 o' clock. The
sun was up, but it didn't feel too late yet. Axel was to his left, breathing
softly and sleeping soundly. Roxas sat up. He yawned, then stretched, then
cringed. His body was sore. He and Axel must have been at it for a good couple
of hours. He rubbed his eyes then flinched. The back of his hand was red and
raw and hurt like a bitch and with a good reason too. Roxas was never the type
to keep quite during sex, but with Naminé in the house he had to keep his voice
down. He had bit his knuckles for a good amount of the night trying to suppress
his moans.
Roxas turned to his teacher and flicked him in the face. When the man didn't
react, he decided that this was his chance to make his escape. He crawled off
the bed and gathered his clothes. Putting them on quickly, Roxas successfully
left the room without waking his teacher.
The blonde crept into the living room, praying to whoever that Naminé wasn't
awake. But then again… she had drank half a bottle of Patrón and at least two
beers. The girl could never carry her alcohol.
Roxas laughed to himself. She was going to have a mean hangover when she got
up.
Leaving the house the blonde took the last cigarette from his pack and shoved
it in his mouth. He lit the end and inhaled deeply, throwing his head back and
exhaling small puffs at a time. Roxas stuck his hands in his pockets, fishing
for his phone. Pulling the cell out, he tapped the screen to wake it up and
pressed the number two after opening the keypad. Holding the phone up to his
ear, he waited for an answer.
One ring.
The blonde took a second drag from his fag, exhaling quickly.
Two rings.
Nothing.
Three.
And still nothing. He pulled the phone from his face and just before he hung up
he heard a muffled noise.
"Mom?" the cell made its way back to the boy's ear.
"What's wrong dear? Where are you?" her voice was casual. She didn't sound at
all concerned. Nothing new, Roxas thought to himself.
"Nothing. I was just at a friend's house." Did she even notice I wasn't there
last night? "Are you home?"
"No sweetie, you know I had work today."
"Okay. Right. I forgot."
"Did you need something, hun?" She sounded distracted.
"No I was only wondering," So I know if I can go home and shoot or not.
"All right sweetie, well I'll be home later tonight."
"Okay."
"Okay I'll see you later. Bye-bye!"
"Love you!" Roxas tried his best to rush the sentiment before she hung up, but
he head the line cut before he managed to finish. He wanted to make himself
believe she had heard –or that she would even care if she had heard- but who
was he kidding? "Okay…" he said emptily.
Roxas locked his phone and slid it back into his pocket. By the time he got off
the phone, he had made it all the down the hall and down two, maybe three,
flights of stairs. His cigarette was half gone and he still had a long way to
go before he got home. He sighed and put his cigarette between his teeth before
shoving his hands in his jacket pocket and looking down. Roxas wondered to
himself if his mother would notice if he stopped coming home, if he stopped
calling, if he simply disappeared.
Roxas shook the thought and jumped down the last four steps, finally making it
to the sidewalk. Now all he had to do was walk two blocks and take a bus home.
He sighed, not wanting to walk all the way there and tossed his cigarette butt
to the grass in front of someone's house.
Beeeeebeeeeeeeeee!
Roxas jumped at the sound of his phone. Pulling it from his pocket, he squinted
to read the screen:
From: Nam
 Message: hey where did u go? mr lea and me just woke up but u werent there
"Tch," Roxas's thumb moved swiftly across the screen typing a response.
It only took a minute or so to get the girl's reply:
Message: wut? y? r u gonna come back? ur no fun! I
Rolling his eyes, Roxas hit reply on his phone, but collided with something,
his phone dropping from his grasp. He was a little dumbstruck at first, trying
to comprehend what had happened. Taking a step back before bending down to pick
up his phone, he mumbled a meek apology. As he stood again, he saw black combat
boots then acid-wash skinny jeans. A black leather belt and white V-neck tee.
Red hair.
Roxas took a step back, feeling his lip quiver against his permission. He found
himself unable to think straight. Closing his eyes, Roxas quickly walked past
the man without a word only to have a hand around his wrist to pull him back.
"Wh-what do you want? Let go of me!" Roxas shook his head, eyes still closed.
"Roxas."
The sound of his name made him melt. He was suddenly flooded with emotions. He
wanted to cry and smile and die all at once.
"Roxas what were you doing over there?"
He pulled at his wrist, trying to get free, "What do you mean 'over there'? I
wasn't anywhere."
"Roxas. What were you doing?"
"Reno, let me go!"
"Answer me, Roxas," he insisted, his hand tightening around the boy's wrist.
Roxas whimpered, "You're hurting me. Let go."
Reno said and did nothing.
"I wasn't doing anything anywhere," he lied.
"Don't lie to me! You were with Axel weren't you?" the redhead pulled the boy
closer, this time both his hands gripped the blonde's shoulders.
"No!" Roxas wondered why he was lying at all. It didn't matter where he was or
who he was with.
Reno relaxed. His hold on the boy softened. He bent down slightly, briefly
placing his lips over Roxas's.
The boy shook his head, "What do you want? Go away! Don't touch me!"
The man laughed, "What's wrong Roxas? You're shaking. Don't cry, baby."
"Let me go, Reno. Please."
"Ah, there is nothing I love more than hearing you beg."
Beeeebeeeeeeee!
"P-please just-" their lips touched. "-Leave me-" again. "-alone."
Reno smiled against Roxas's mouth. Roxas could have easily run from Reno if he
really wanted considering he wasn't being held tightly anymore.
But he didn't and Reno liked that fact. He still had so much power over the
teen. He made the boy weak at the knees and uneasy in the stomach. He made him
tremble and moan under the simplest touch.
Reno pressed his palm to the teen's chest, fingers softly pressing into his
neck and collar bone. Roxas whimpered softly in response. Reno felt the blonde
get stiff then relax as he moved his mouth down to Roxas's neck. He bit at the
soft flesh and Roxas shuddered then pushed his palms against Reno's chest. The
redhead pulled away and grabbed Roxas's hands, bringing them to his mouth. He
watched the boy writhe as he kissed each finger slowly. Quickly, he pulled the
blonde around the waist into an embrace. His lips found their way to the
blonde's ear lobe, kissing and biting it softly all the way up to his helix
piercing. Reno could feel tears from the teen's eyes on his shoulder, but still
Roxas didn't try hard to pull away.
Roxas was shaking and he didn't know what to do anymore. He wanted to run, but
he couldn't do it, "Reno…"
"What's wrong, baby?"
"I hate you."
Reno laughed, "No. You don't."
"I do… why won't you just leave me alone?" Roxas felt weak and lightheaded.
"Because I love you," he whispered in the blonde's ear.
Immediately, Roxas found his strength and started struggling. He pushed Reno
away from him, but lost his footing. The redhead caught his wrist and pulled
him back. Roxas snatched his hand back and held it close to his chest, "DON'T
YOU DARE SAY THAT! YOU LYING BASTARD! YOU NEVER LOVED ME!"
Reno watched tears pour from Roxas's eyes. He smiled.
"I HATE YOU! I FUCKING HATE YOU!"
The redhead gave an exaggerated sigh, taking a step forward and holding the boy
close to him to let Roxas cry against his chest.
The blonde shook his head to wipe the tears from his eyes. He hit his fists
against Reno's chest, "I hate you so much…"
"You done?" Reno asked obnoxiously.
Roxas pushed the man away from him, "Go to hell."
Beeeebeeeebeeeebeeeedoooooodoooooooooooo!
The blonde pulled his phone from his pocket.
"How rude of you. We're having an important conversation." Reno grabbed the
phone from the boy's hand and answered, "Hello?"
There was a short pause. Then came, "Who is this?"
"Who is this?"
Roxas heard Naminé's voice yell, "Shut up! Who is this?"
Reno smirked, "Oh feisty, arentcha?" Then he laughed.
The boy frowned, "Gimme my phone, Reno."
The red haired man leaned down and kissed Roxas's nose.
"Who is this?" the voice was different this time.
"Axel!" Reno cried cheerfully, turning away from Roxas.
There was a short pause and something that sounded like a slamming door then,
"Reno?! what the hell?!"
"Nice to hear from you too."
"What do you want with Roxas?"
"What do you mean 'what do I want?' He's my boyfriend. I can do whatever the
hell I want!"
"You leave him alone or I fucking kill you, Reno."
"Oh, that hurts Axel. Have you been fucking my baby while I was gone? Hm? Is
that why he was over there?" Reno turned back to Roxas, grabbing onto his wrist
so that the boy wouldn't run away.
Roxas pulled at his arm, "Lemme go, Reno."
"Reno I swear you better leave that boy alone. Don't you think you've messed
him up enough already?"
"Mm? I don't know what you're talking about."
"You know damn well."
"You know Axel, as much as I'd love to waste more time talking with you, Roxas
and I have some… catching up to do. So I'll talk to you when you get home
okay?"
"What are you talking about? I am-"
"You'll probably wanna get that girl home now. Don't want her to be around for
all this, do you?" then he hung up and turned to face Roxas. He pulled the
boy's arm, causing Roxas to stumble forward. When the two were face to face,
Reno forced their lips together and shoved his tongue into the blonde's mouth.
Roxas turned his head away from Reno and used his free hand to wipe tears from
his eyes, "You jerk, what are you doing? You're not my boyfriend anymore."
The redhead frowned. He walked quickly back in the direction Roxas had come
from, dragging the blonde behind him.
"Reno! Lemme go! What are you doing?"
"You heard, Roxas. We have a lot of catching up to do," Reno called over his
shoulder, leading Roxas back to Axel's apartment.
***** Chapter 6 *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
"RENO YOU FUCKIN SHITFACE!" Axel was screaming the moment he walked into the
apartment.
Reno ignored his younger twin and continued giving all his attention to the
blonde bellow him. He smirked, driving himself deeper and deeper into Roxas.
The blonde had both hands over his eyes, crying and moaning at the same time.
"Reno! Where the fuck are you?!" Axel shrieked, slamming nearly every door.
Reno smiled down at the boy he knew Axel was really looking for. He bent over
so that his lips were next to Roxas's ear. His hand covered the blonde's mouth,
"You're gonna have to be very quiet, baby. Understand?"
Roxas whimpered, but nodded.
Reno continued pounding into Roxas until Axel kicked the bathroom door in.
"Get the fuck off of him," the man said sharply.
"Whatever. Just lemme finish."
Then Axel snapped. He rushed his older brother and pulled him from his student.
Roxas gasped sharply, but made no effort to move from his spot on the tile
floor. Axel pinned his twin to the bathroom wall, throwing his fist at Reno's
face. The older man responded by thrusting his knee into his twin's abs. Axel
staggered back, bent over and held his stomach.
Reno smiled and wiped the blood from his mouth with the back of his hand, "You
are so impatient."
"Fuck you," Axel mumbled breathlessly.
"You know? I've have quite enough of you for today," Reno lifted his brother by
the collar and drew his hand back.
"Reno…"
Reno's head shot in Roxas's direction.
"Don't…"
"Shut it, baby," Reno muttered, returning his attention to Axel. He shot him a
glare, and then dropped him to the floor, "I won't wreck such a pretty face."
Then he kicked him, once again hitting his stomach, "Today."
Axel coughed, blood flying to the white-tiled floor. His vision blurred and his
head throbbed.
Reno bent over Roxas. Pulling one of the blonde's hands from his face, he
kissed his lips briefly, "You look so irresistible right now." His eyes flashed
down to the boy's erection, then back to his face, "Want me to help you with
that before I leave?"
Roxas turned his head, "L-leave me alone, Reno."
The redhead smiled darkly, "But you see babe, neither of us got to finish and
it would be just cruel of me to leave you like this." Reno massaged the boy's
head with his thumb and forefinger.
Roxas gasped and yelped suddenly, "D-don't. Stop it. Please."
"Reno, you sh-shit. Don't f-fucking touch h-him," Axel groaned weakly, trying
his best to gather the strength to get up.
Reno smirked, ignoring both requests, and licked the underling's lips. He
grabbed both of their hard members in one hand, pressing them together, and
began pumping his hand. Roxas covered his face once again, moaning loudly and
hating himself for feeling this good when Reno touched him. It was so hot and
he hated it, but the man just knew exactly what he liked.
Roxas's entire body was shaking wildly within a matter of seconds and his
whines and moans were getting louder and more desperate. He had to bite his
tongue to stop himself from begging the redhead for more. His hands balled up
into fists and he arched his body high off the ground.
"Almost," Reno grunted, his hand moving faster and faster each thrust. He
reached his climax just moments after the blonde, white semen shooting onto
Roxas's abs. He looked down at the blonde who had let his arms fall to the
floor out of exhaustion. Roxas was panting heavily, tears still rolling down
his cheeks. Reno smiled and kissed the teen on the mouth briefly, not yet
letting him catch his breath.
Roxas pulled away weakly, turning his head to face the wall.
Reno just rolled his eyes, "You put on quite the show for my brother, didn't
you?"
The boy's face turned a deep red and new tears stung his eyes.
"Fuck you," Axel spat, still clutching his stomach. He coughed a second time
and blood again flew from his throat.
Reno laughed then stood, "Too bad Axel had to ruin all our fun. Otherwise I'd
probably fuck you till you passed out." He turned to look to his twin, who was
coughing and still struggling to get back up. Then he added, "I've missed you
Roxas. I almost forgot how good you were." Then, without another word, he was
gone.
Despite the killer pains in his gut and his throbbing headache, Axel eventually
stood slowly. He made his way over to Roxas, who had curled into a ball on the
floor, as quickly as his body would let him. The boy was a mess. Axel tried to
lift Roxas to his feet, but his legs gave out and the redhead had to catch the
blonde before he fell over.
Axel lifted the boy, carrying him like a child and let him cry for a moment. He
made his way to his bed before gently placing the boy in the middle of it.
Roxas took short, hiccupy breaths, looking up at his teacher. He didn't say a
word.
For a while, Axel didn't either. He didn't know what to say. He knew he was
partly responsible for what had happened. Axel had known Reno would be coming
home and if he had let Roxas go home earlier, the whole thing could have been
avoided. Not to mention the fact that he couldn't even do anything to stop his
brother.
"I'm sorry, Roxas."
The blonde sniffled. He didn't know how to respond, so instead he just turned
away from Axel, burying his face in a pillow.
Axel sighed before leaving the room. He made his way to his living room and
dropped down on the couch, groaning at the pain in his stomach. He sighed
again, hands pressed against his face, "What the fuck…"
Chapter End Notes
     this chapter is kind of gross and i am sorry
***** Chapter 7 *****
Chapter Notes
     he loves him
See the end of the chapter for more notes
"M-Mr. Lea…"
"So you see here Sora, your essay's structure can't be correct if you don't
even know how to make a proper sentence," Axel ignored the girl speaking to
him. He pointed to a paper sitting on the desk in front of a brown-haired
student, "This here is a run-on, you've turned dependent clauses into whole
sentences, and you don't seem to have a good understanding of all of your
punctuations."
Naminé gave the boy a sympathetic look when he glanced at her. Axel was a
really good teacher, but he had the reputation of being a cold and impatient
hard ass. He was blunt and harsh when it came to corrections, but he definitely
made sure you understood what you did and what you should have done.
Sora glanced back and forth at Naminé and Mr. Lea, wondering if the man had
heard her.
"Mr. Lea, don't ignore me," Naminé said more confidently than before, steeling
herself.
"Naminé, I'm busy right now. You can come back once we're done here," the man
responded flatly without even turning to look at the girl. He looked up at
Sora, "First let's talk about your essay. I'm having a hard time finding your
thesis here, so I'm not even sure which side of the argument you're trying to
support."
Sora looked down shamefully.
"Mr. Lea, I'm serious," Naminé spoke louder.
"Let me explain. You start your essay with the…"
"Introduction paragraph," Sora's slow and careful answer sounded more like a
question than a statement.
"Correct. So what you want to do in your introduction paragraph is start with a
topic sentence. Be sure the state the issue itself and not just which side
you're taking. Then you want to touch on everything supporting your argument.
These sentences later become the topics of each of your…"
"Body paragraphs," Sora said through clenched teeth almost shamefully. He came
in for a little help, not to be berated and treated like a child.
"Exactly. Then at the end, you want to sum all of these into your thesis and-"
"Mr. Lea, what happened with Roxas yesterday?" Naminé asked forcefully.
The man tensed in his seat and Sora's head shot up to Naminé. He loved gossip
and had Naminé notjust insinuated that Mr. Lea had been with none other and
delinquent druggy boy, Roxas?
"Sora, wait here please," the redhead stood. He turned and headed to the
doorway where Naminé was standing. He grabbed her arm, leading her out of the
brunette's range of hearing. Axel stopped in the hall and turned to face his
student, "Naminé, you can't just casually mention that a teacher would know
about the wellbeing of a student over the weekend."
"Yeah, well don't ignore me next time," Naminé said, crossing her arms. Her
voice was feeble, but her resolve –strong.
Axel sighed, "I'm sorry. I'm just a bit stressed out."
The girl's shoulders slumped and her features softened, "What happened
yesterday?"
Again, the man sighed, "It was nothing. Don't worry about it."
"How can you tell me not to worry? Roxas is my best friend. I don't know who
that guy was, but you were totally freaking out on the phone yesterday. What
happened to Roxas? Is he okay?"
The man lowered his voice, "He… Roxas is fine. He's at my house now. I told him
to stay there for today. He's just not feeling too well."
"Yeah, but-"
"Look Naminé, I've been here since seven o clock. I want to go home. I have to
finish Sora's tutoring. Roxas'll be in school tomorrow," Axel ruffled the
girl's hair. "See you tomorrow."
Naminé brushed her fingers through her hair, resting her hand on her head where
her teacher had touched her. She cared about Roxas a lot, but she was never
really able to argue her teacher well. She sighed to herself, pulling her
fingers though to the ends of her hair, "I guess so…"
...
Axel sighed as he unlocked the front door to his apartment. The instant he
stepped in, the smell of cigarettes filled his nose. He sighed and threw his
keys in the small bowl he kept by the doorway. The man headed for his bedroom,
where he knew Roxas would be. There he found the blonde lying on his back on
Axel's bed, cigarette in hand.
"Jesus Christ, Roxas. It stinks in here," Axel noticed the neat row of
cigarette butts on the bedside table, an odd habit the boy had. "How many of
these things did you fucking smoke?"
Roxas shrugged, "The whole pack probably."
"What the fuck?!" Axel snatched the cigarette from his student's hand. "You're
gonna fucking kill yourself!"
Roxas exhaled smoke through his nose, rolling over onto his stomach. "Oh no!"
Roxas said in mock horror and concern before rolling his eyes.
Axel sighed heavily, trying to calm himself down with little success. He sat on
the edge of the bed next to the boy, "Roxas… What you're doing to yourself… is
not good. Why would you want to throw your life away?"
"Really, Axel? You don't know why? Are you fucking stupid?" Roxas sat up
quickly, "All right dumbass let's do thing again –how about because I just
don't have anythingto look forward to in the future? No? Not good enough? Then
maybe it's because I really don't even have a future in general! It could be
because every time I try to do something right I always manage to fuck it up or
because nothing in my life is ever right in the first place?! Face it Axel, I'm
a fuck up and there's nothing someone like me can do with a life that's already
going downhill at a thousand miles per hour. I have nothing."
Roxas lowered his head, balling up Axel's comforter to bury his face in, it was
a little hard to understand him, but Axel could still make the sentences out,
"Neither of my parents wanted me. My mother couldn't care less if she ever saw
me again or not. Lord knows what happened with my father. The people who are
even a littlenice to me only do it out of pity. No one really cares. Reno
didn't even care." Axel could hear the boy's voice waver, "He just toyed with
me; used me for fun and threw me aside when I became old news. But…" Roxas was
quiet for a while. He dropped the blanket into his lap then he spoke again,
"You're just like him. Aren't you, Axel?"
"What are you-?"
Roxas interrupted him then, "You're the same. You're nice to me because I let
you fuck me. You hated me when we first met. All you did was bitch at me until
we had sex. Then you changed. But… that's the only reason you care, right?
Cause I'll sleep with you so easily."
Axel took Roxas's small fingers into his hand, caressing the boy's knuckles
with his thumb, "Roxas that's not true."
"Oh please." Roxas studied the way Axel held his hand so delicately, telling
himself not to read into it, "When Reno and I started dating seriously, you
stopped paying any attention to me at all."
"Come on, Rox, you were my brother's boyfriend. I'm not supposed to keep
hanging around you. It had nothing to do with you letting me do you or not."
"Then why else would someone like you even bother with someone like me."
Axel didn't know what to say.
"It's okay though; dont feel bad or anything. Really. I don't care. I'm used to
it." The two were quiet for a moment. Roxas pulled his hand back and held it
against his chest and spoke quietly, "You wanna know something?" He paused
again, giving himself a chance to back out, but ultimately deciding not to take
it. "The reason I went home with Reno that first night was because he reminded
me of you."
Axel swore he felt his heart stop. He locked eyes with the boy, trying to read
his expression. He let out a breath he did know he was holding, "Roxas…"
"I didn't anticipate falling for him. If I had known he was your brother I
wouldn't have gone with him in the first place. It's just… I wanted…"
The redhead let out a shaky sigh. He got off the bed stood in front of Roxas.
Axel cupped Roxas's face with his hands to make the teen look at him. He
carefully pressed his lips against the blonde's. It had been much softer and
warmer than any kiss they had ever shared.
But it didn't last long.
Roxas pushed his teacher away from him, "Stop it."
"Why?"
"Because I don't want this from you. I don't want your pity. Don't be all sweet
to me just because you feel bad because of something I said," The blonde shoved
the rolled up comforter off his lap and lifted himself from the bed and stood.
He made his way to Axel's bedroom door, "I'm going home. I'll see you
tomorrow…"
Chapter End Notes
     he loves him not
***** Chapter 8 *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
"You sure you're okay? You kinda look like shit." Axel caught himself, quickly
adding, "No offence."
It was true and Roxas knew it. His eyes were puffy and red and there bags
bellow them from crying. It probably didn't help that he had stayed up late to
get high.
"I'm fine. Lay off me."
Axel watched the blonde light his second cigarette, "You better prepare
yourself for Naminé. She's probably going to ask you about the other day."
Roxas sucked hard on the filter then exhaled smoke before sucking it back in a
second time, "I don't really give a fuck. I'll just avoid her."
"That's a bit harsh," Axel put his hand out, signally for Roxas to pass the
fag. "she was really worried about you. You mean a lot to that girl."
Roxas shrugged, took a quick drag, and passed the cigarette to his teacher,
"She'll understand. She already knows that bugging me won't get her anything
good. She'll drop it."
The redhead took a long drag. He blew smoke rings and watched them melt into
nothingness, "You think so?"
Again, Roxas shrugged, "If not I could always stop being her friend."
Axel's head shot in Roxas's direction, "You're cold."
"It was a joke," Roxas mumbled and snatched the cigarette from Axel's hand
before sliding the filter between his lips.
The red-haired teacher studied his student. Aside from his eyes, which were a
dead giveaway that something was wrong, Roxas was completely normal. He hadn't
once acted or spoken differently even after the drama with Reno and
yesterday's… whatever it was. The boy was still as cocky and sharp-tongued as
ever.
"By the way, you wouldn't happen to have anything to do with that rumor going
around school, would you?" the blonde spoke insipidly, sending the cigarette
over to his teacher.
"Mn? What rumor?"
Roxas's brow furrowed, "The one about you and me having crazy hot sex with each
other every day."
Axel choked. He coughed violently, smoke puffing out of him in small short
wisps, "WHAT?!"
"Yeah. I heard from a girl who said she heard from a friend who heard from a
classmate who heard it from Sora. Or something like that." Then Roxas laughed,
retrieving his cigarette, "I mean maybe it's not a necessarily a rumor,
considering its true, but the point is its going around school."
"Well shit. Roxas, you could get expelled for stuff like this."
"And you could get arrested," the teen pointed out blandly.
Axel groaned loudly, "Fuck I should have known this would happen."
The blonde raised a brow, "Oh? So you did have something to do with it!"
"What?! Don't blame me! It was Naminé!"
Roxas rolled his eyes, taking a quick drag, "Mhm, I'm sure it was."
"It was! She came in after school yesterday and asked what happened to you on
Sunday right in front of Sora."
"Well what d'ya know. It is her fault. That kid starts rumors left and right
and he'd jump at the chance to start another one about me. Too bad you got
caught in the crossfire," but Roxas didn't really care. He watched his
cigarette burn to the filter before placing the butt carefully on the floor
next to its companions from previous weeks of smoking, "Our janitors suck."
"Shit Roxas, we could get in so much trouble for this."
"I mean doesn't anyone notice a row of cigarette butts?"
Axel frowned, "You're ignoring me."
"Doesn't the wind blow? How can they all still be here?" Roxas spoke with fake
wonder and amazement in his voice.
"Roxas!"
"WHAT?! Quit whining," the blonde snapped. "It's not even a big deal. Most
rumors become old news quickly. Everyone will forget about it by next week."
"'Most rumors' don't involve a teacher and a student sleeping together."
Roxas grimaced, gazing into the air before his eyes, "You are such a fucking
baby. People make up rumors about teachers all the time. Remember that one
about the principal being gay?" Roxas giggled to himself. "Or the one about the
art teacher being a serial killer? Come on Ax, no one cares about these rumors.
Even the girl who told me was pretty calm about it."
"Dammit Roxas, what are we gonna do about this crap?"
"Don't look to me for help."
"Well what the hell do you want me to do?! You're a part of this too."
Roxas sighed dramatically, "First off, you're gonna chill. It's really no big
deal. No one ever told Sora you and me were having sex. He made that up.
Besides, I'm pretty sure the principal would believe you over…" the sentenced
died as though The boy had lost his train of thought. He seemed slightly dazed,
staring off into the empty space in front of him.
"Roxas?"
The blonde turned to look at his instructor, "Mind if I shoot up in your room?"
"Fuck that, Roxas!"
"I'll be fast."
"Screw you."
Roxas frowned for a second then moved over Axel. He sat in the man's lap, just
staring at him. He pushed his lips against Axel's, thrusting his tongue into
the older man's mouth. His arms snaked around the redhead's neck.
Axel just sat there with his hands at Roxas's waist, letting the kiss linger.
When Roxas pulled away he licked his lips, "How 'bout now?"
"No," Axel replied, already knowing that he was going to give in.
The blonde brought their mouths together a second time into a more forceful
kiss. He quickly undid his teacher's belt and pants, smiling darkly into the
kiss as he slid his fingers into Axel's boxers, earning a throaty moan from the
man.
"What do you think you're doing?"
Roxas smiled again, mumbling, "Making the rumors true."
Axel groaned, taken over by lust, "Not out here you're not." He lifted the boy,
cupping his hands under Roxas's butt to take their affair into Axel's empty
classroom. The blonde wrapped his legs around his teacher's waist. This is
probably the stupidest thing I could be doing right now, Axel thought to
himself. But god did he want it.
...
"Axel."
The redhead looked up from his desk then flinched. Shit. So much for no big
deal, "Sia- ah… Mr. Isa What can I do for you?"
"I apologize for coming when you're already off the clock. I was going to come
during your free period, but something came up."
Axel's brow twitched at the 'free period' part since he and Roxas would have
been smoking –or worse- at the time, "It's not a problem."
"Axel, a certain rumor concerning you and a student was brought to my attention
this morning. Have you heard anything of it?"
"No, sir. Not at all," Axel lied.
"Some of the students are saying that Roxas is," the older man paused to
consider his words, "sleeping with you to get good grades. Is this true?"
Axel made a face of confusion, "What? Siax, come on you know I would never
stoop as low as handing out A's for sex."
"I see. So you're saying the rumor is a lie."
"Of course. These kids bully each other with rumors like that all the time,"
the redhead said a little cockily and with false confidence.
Siax seemed to contemplate Axel's words for a moment before sighing, "Tomorrow
during your free period, I'll need to speak with the two of you in my office."
Axel spoke quickly, with no sign of hesitation, "Not a problem at all."
"Good. Tomorrow then."
...
"What? Why did you drag me into this?" Roxas wined, refilling Axel's water.
"Me? Its not like I wanted this! It was the principal's idea," Axel said in his
own defense.
"Ah you always have someone else to blame, don't you?"
The café where Roxas worked was mildly empty. Aside from Axel, there were only
two tables occupied. Axel had told his student about the meeting that was
supposed to happen the following day.
Roxas slid into the chair across the table from Axel, glad that his boss wasn't
in today, "This is so stupid."
"Yeah. You think? Look, just tell him that you have no clue what he's talking
about and that the rumors aren't true."
Roxas scoffed, "Yeah no shit." He slumped in his seat and groaned, "Fucking
Naminé. I swear if this crap turns into some major drama I am so making sure
that she goes down with me."
"You are so uncool to that girl, you know?"
The blonde shrugged, playing with a ribbon on his vest, "She made my girlfriend
break up with me."
"What? The girl with black hair? God, that was forever ago. It's time to let
that go, little one."
"Don't call me that. I liked her. Now she won't even talk to me now."
"I guess that tends to happen when you cheat on a girl with a guy."
"Whatever."
The two were silent for a moment before Axel spoke, "Roxas?"
"Mn?" the blonde looked up at his teacher.
"What happened yesterday?"
Roxas tensed. He didn't want to talk about that. He stood abruptly, nearly
knocking down the chair he was in and earned himself a few curious stares from
co-workers and customers alike. "I'll be back with your check."
Chapter End Notes
     the trope teacher-student problem where someone finds out and they
     get in trouble
***** Chapter 9 *****
"Roxas, you're late."
The teen frowned at his teacher as he walked into the principal's office. Mr.
Isa was seated at his desk with Axel sitting across him. They had looked up at
the sound of the office door opening slowly to find the student they had been
waiting twenty minutes for.
"Sorry. I wasn't feeling well," Roxas mumbled softly. Axel took note of Roxas's
appearance –heavily layered and tightly bundled up for mid-spring. He wondered
if the kid was okay, but pretended not to notice.
The Principal's eyes flicked to the seat next to Axel's, "Its fine. Sit." Roxas
took the seat and the man continued, "Thank you both for coming. There is
something very important which I must discuss with the two of you." He looked
pointedly at Roxas, "I suspect you've heard the rumor going around school."
"You mean the shit that Sora's been spreading about me and Axel having sex with
each for a free A?" Roxas muttered blandly with a roll of his eyes.
Axel shot him a glare, but said nothing. The principal continued unfazed, "So
you know for sure that Sora is the source of the rumor?"
"Pretty sure."
Mr. Isa was quiet for a moment, then leaned over his desk towards his phone. He
pressed a button and spoke through the intercom asking for the secretary to
call Sora in. A moment later, a message summoning the brunette to the office
played over the PA system. The principal returned his attention to the two
already in his office, "Roxas, would you like to tell me if there is any truth
behind these rumors?"
Scoffing, Roxas responded as though he had been insulted, "That's gross he's
like ten years older than me. Besides I'm getting good grades in all of my
classes."
"You're also cutting all of those classes as well. Why aren't you coming to
school?"
Roxas shrugged, "I'm here I just don't go to class I guess. Whether I go or not
doesn't matter as long as I'm getting good grades."
"You are required by to go to your classes," Mr. Isa pointed out sharply.
"I know, I know and I already got detention for ditching," Roxas grumbled in a
hushed tone.
Siax opened his mouth to retort, but when the door opened, he pulled his lips
into a tight line. Everyone turned their attention to Sora as he walked into
the room. He stiffened when he saw Roxas and Mr. Lea, "Y-you wanted to see me
sir?"
Axel stood from his seat, allowing Sora to sit. Once he was seated, the
principal asked if he knew why he was called to the office.
"Yes sir," the brunette avoided any eye contact with the man.
"So then, would you mind telling me what you've been telling everyone else?"
"W-well people have been saying it for a long time. Everyone knows it. I mean,
Roxas never even goes to class, but he gets really good grades. Then the other
day Naminé said that Mr. Lea and Roxas were together during the weekend."
"Ever think that maybe it's because I'm not an idiot like you?" Roxas spat.
"That's enough," Axel spoke harshly with a heavy annoyance in his voice.
The principal sighed. He looked to Axel and Roxas, "What exactly where you two
doing together on a weekend?"
"I just happened to go to the café he works at," Axel deliberation, hoping it
would be enough for the older man.
"I got off late and Naminé bugged Mr. Lea into giving us a ride home since I've
been sick since last week and she didn't want me taking the bus. Since I didn't
go to school on Monday, she just must've been worried," Roxas said calmly and
Axel had to suppress an amused smile at how easily the kid could lie through
his teeth.
The principal raised a brow.
"My mother called me in sick. You're welcome to check. I'll call her right now
if you want."
Mr. Isa remembered very well the time he had met the boy's mother. Just getting
her to come in was a project in itself. The office had called her about Roxas's
absences and she had insisted that there was no reason for the two to meet.
Even after she had agreed to come in after school one day, it ended up being
just Roxas and the principal waiting for 45 minutes before the student had just
been excused with no luck in trying to contact the woman. When she
had finally showed up at the school weeks later, she was very aloof and
indifferent toward the entire situation she didn't seem to care at all about
the situation or, dare Siax say, even her own son.
"That would be unnecessary," the principal said with a sighed. He squeezed his
eyes shut and rubbed the bridge of his nose with his thumb and index finger.
Then he again reached over desk for the intercom and asked for Naminé to be
called in.
Axel glanced down at his student to give a look that screamed 'we're dead'.
Roxas didn't look up and missed the look, but Axel figured he must have seen
him tense. Roxas kept his eyes looking forward, but made an 'OK' gesture with
his hand in his lap. Axel's horrified expression changed places with a more
confused and intrigued one. He watched the blonde stick a hand into his pocket
then bring both hands up to cover his mouth. Roxas's body made a slight jerking
movement.
"Roxas?"
Axel's voice caught Sora and the principal's attention. Both looked at Roxas
just as he closed his eyes and the jerking happening a second time. Suddenly,
he stood, almost violently, and ran to the door, throwing up into the trashcan
next to the doorway.
The principal stood and Sora made a disgusted face. Axel hurried to Roxas's
side, asking if he was okay. He nodded after wiping his mouth and was excused
to the nurse's office.
Naminé arrived shortly after and the principal continued the meeting as if
Roxas's little ordeal hadn't happened at all, "Naminé, thank you for joining
us."
The girl eyed Sora and her teacher before looking at the principal, "I- um… why
did you want to see me, Mr. Isa?"
"Are you aware of the rumor between Roxas and Mr. Lea?
"Well yes. Sora's been spreading that lie all week," the blonde narrowed her
eyes to glare at the brunette. He turned away from her quickly. Naminé took her
friend's now empty seat, "Where's Roxas?"
"He went to the nurse's office," Axel answered casually.
"What?! Is he okay?! Did something happen?! I told him he shouldn't have come
today!"
"He's fine Naminé, calm down."
The blonde bit her lip, "Am… am I in trouble?"
"No, you aren't in any trouble. We're just trying to clear up what happened
over the weekend. You may return to class right after," Mr. Isa said. "Did you
and see Mr. Lea over the weekend?"
"Yes," Naminé replied carefully. "I had work on Sunday and Mr. Lea came in that
night. When he was leaving I asked him to give Roxas and I a ride home. He kept
saying no, but I was worried about Roxas walking home alone, so I kept
insisting. Right before I got dropped off, Roxas told me that he really wasn't
feeling well and he was running a pretty bad fever. I tried to call him that
night and the next day too since he didn't come to school, but he wouldn't
answer me. So I went to Mr. Lea the other day during Sora's tutoring to ask if
Roxas was okay and if he made it home okay. He's my best friend. I just wanted
to make sure he was okay. I didn't think I would cause any kind of
misunderstanding."
The principal sat in contemplation for a moment, "I see." Then he turned his
gaze to Sora, "Sora, tell me exactly what you heard on Monday."
The brunette shifted uncomfortably, looking down to the floor, "Naminé came in
during tutoring and asked what happened with Roxas the day before."
"So no one ever told you that Mr. Lea and Roxas were involved with each other."
"No sir."
"And you never saw them together?"
"…No sir…"
Mr. Isa sighed, "You cannot go around making an assumption like this." Siax
looked almost accusingly at Axel, "Mr. Lea could lose his job. Worse, he could
get arrested."
Axel swallowed. Was he not buying it?
"I-I'm sorry! I didn't realize it would go around like this! I didn't think it
would be a big deal. Besides all I really said was that Mr. Lea and Roxas were
together during the weekend! Everyone else just built up on it!"
Mr. Isa shook his head, "This isn't the first time you've been the source of
something like this, Sora. You're going to find yourself in a lot of trouble if
you're caught in another lie again."
The boy looked down in shame.
"You'll stay after school for detention for the rest of the week. And you, Mr.
Lea, know better than to socialize with students outside of school."
"No! That- that was my fault! I shouldn't have bugged him about it. I'm really
sorry. I didn't think about it. I shouldn't have asked," Naminé interjected,
her lower lip quivering.
The principal's mouth gave the group a stern look. He exhaled loudly then shook
his head, "I don't want to hear about anything involving you four anymore. I
won't let it slide next time. It was a misunderstanding, but if I hear one more
thing about this I'll have to assume you were lying to me."
***** Chapter 10 *****
Chapter Notes
     my laptop decided to die on me so sorry about the break between
     chapters ):
Axel was stressed. He had returned to his classroom and was sitting at his
desk, slouching in his chair and wondering if he had enough time for a smoke.
On one hand, he really wanted to take the edge off before his next class. The
redhead had never been caught smoking on campus in the four years he'd been a
teacher. On the other hand, his luck that week seemed to have been pretty
rotten so far.
Sighing, Axel decided against it. Roxas was either at the nurse or had been
sent home. Either way, Axel would just be bored on his own. He wondered for a
moment if Roxas really hadn't been feeling well. Maybe the boy really was sick
and Axel had just assumed it was because Roxas had been on something.
The man groaned. He knew he probably shouldn't think of the boy like that, but
then how was he supposed to think of him? He always avoided reading too deep
into their relationship to keep from complicating things, but… Roxas had said
something interesting to him the other day.
Why would the kid want to be with someone who reminded him of his teacher? Was
there something he wasn't telling Axel? And why had he freaked out when Axel
tried to ask what he had meant?
Axel clicked his tongue and stood. He decided that he did need a smoke; the
need to ease his mind becoming stronger than his wariness of being caught. The
redhead pulled a new pack of cigarettes from his bag and laughed. He had bought
it over a week ago, but hadn't needed to open it because he had kept taking
Roxas's. Pulling the plastic wrapper off, he considered buying the kid a new
pack, but then again Roxas shouldn't have been smoking anyway.
Pulling a cigarette from the carton and putting it between his lips, Axel made
his way to the door that led to his usual smoking spot. He drew his lighter
from his back pocket and flicked the thumbwheel. Holding the filter in his
mouth with his middle and index finger and sucking in, Axel lit the end then
pushed open the door leading out of his classroom.
The cigarette fell from his lips and to the ground with a gasp. Sitting with
his arms crossed over his knees and his head down on his forearms, was Roxas.
The boy turned his head to look up at his teacher at the sound of the door
opening. He stared up at the man with clear, cerulean eyes behind golden
eyelashes and Axel's breath caught in his throat. He swore –despite his shitty
attitude- the kid was adorable sometimes.
"I was beginning to think that you were gonna leave me out here," Roxas mumbled
and took Axel's cigarette from the floor. He stretched his legs out put the fag
between his teeth.
"Jesus Christ, Roxas. You scared the shit out of me," Axel wondered if maybe
Roxas was always adorable and he had just convinced himself not to notice.
Roxas took a small drag then pulled the cigarette from his mouth with his
middle and ring finger, "I'm here every day and you're still surprised?"
"I thought they'd sent you home," Axel sat next to his student. He was acutely
aware of the distance and wondered if he was sitting to close.
"They did," Roxas took another quick dag before returning the cigarette to the
redhead, "but the period wasn't over and I figured you'd be stressing out."
Axel took his cigarette back his trembling fingers, careful not to brush them
against the blonde's, "Aww were you worried about me? That's so sweet." He
tried to sound his usual cocky self, but his voice betrayed his. Roxas raised a
brow at the quiver in his voice and Axel cleared his throat hurriedly, "What
the hell did you back there anyway?
Roxas made a face as if the answer was ridiculously obvious, "Well,
I'm pretty sure I threw up."
"Yeah. No shit, but how? Did you take something?"
"Shut the fucking hell up, Axel. Not everything is about drugs with me, you
know?"
Axel mentally kicked himself. Maybe he just didn't know how to be nice to the
kid, "Okay, okay, you're right. I'm sorry."
"Damn right you are," Roxas snatched the man's cigarette before he even took a
single drag.
Axel glared for a second, "So are you going to tell me how you did that?"
"No way!" the teen put the fag in his mouth and drew the smoke into his lungs.
"C'mon, Roxas. I wanna know!"
"You're gonna think this is gross," Roxas said, making a sickened face.
"No I won't."
Roxas sighed, "It's a trick I came up with once in middle school when I wanted
to get out of running the mile. You see I had this lollipop in my pocket, this
time it was just a rolled up paper." He looked up at his teacher to see if he
was following yet. Axel just looked confused and Roxas groaned, "See you hold
it in one hand and used the other hand to hide it. Then sho-"
"Okay!" Axel made a fake gagging gesture, "Okay I get it. That's disgusting. No
wonder you're never willing to blow." He laughed at his own joke and Roxas
rolled his eyes at him.
"I have a highly sensitive gag reflex. I need it in case I need to get
something out," Roxas said, almost proudly.
Axel took his cig back. "So then it is about drugs," he murmured while holding
the cigarette between his teeth.
"Fuck you," the blonde stuck his middle finger to the man. "At least I got
Naminé to lie for your ungrateful ass. You're lucky she read my text before she
got interrogated."
Axel took a drag then exhaled the smoke through his nose. He took the cigarette
out of his mouth and clicked his tongue, "All right. You're right. I'm sorry
and thank you. Happy now?"
"I'm never happy…"
The redhead watched his student from the corner of his eye. He wanted so badly
to ask again about the conversation he had had with the teen a few days
previous, but at the same time he knew Roxas would only get mad at him.
"Axel… I-"
PiiPiiPiidoooooooooooo!PiiPiiPiidoooooooooooo!
Roxas drew his phone from his pocket. He looked at the ID and frowned and Axel
tried to steal a glance, but Roxas answered before he got the chance, "What? …
What do you want? … Yes I am. … No," the blonde bit his lip. He glanced at Axel
who gave him a very questioning look, "I'm at school right now. I'll call you
back in five minutes." Without waiting for a response, the blonde withdrew his
phone from his ear and shoved it in his pocket.
"Who was that?" Axel asked, hoping he didn't sound too interested.
"No one important." He grabbed his bag, stood quickly, and turned to leave
campus, "See you later, Axel."
"Wait."
The teen stooped and half-turned his body.
"Before that call… what were you going to say?"
Roxas sighed and walked back to where his teacher was sitting. He crouched in
front of the man and grabbed the cigarette from his hand. He placed it between
his lips and took a long drag before exhaling the smoke into the man's face.
Axel scrunched his nose as Roxas ground the butt on the concrete. Roxas cradled
the back of the man's head, tangling his fingers in red hair. He licked Axel's
lower lip before sliding his tongue in his teacher's mouth and taking in the
bitter flavor.
Axel smiled softly, reveling in the feeling of the boy's tongue. He kissed back
lazily, letting Roxas take the lead. Axel watched him through half-lidded eyes,
admiring his thick, soft lashes.
Unraveling his hand from Axel's hair, Roxas held the man's face in both hands.
He pulled Axel closer to him to kiss him deeper. He ran the tip of his tongue
along the roof of his teacher's mouth from back to front and smiled when Axel
sighed softly into the kiss. He slid his tongue under Axel's upper lip before
breaking away. He opened his eyes to find the man already staring at him.
The two stared at one another in silence for just a moment before Roxas looked
away. He picked up Axel's forgotten pack of cigarettes and muttered a quick,
"Sorry. It's nothing." Standing and shoving the carton into his backpack, Roxas
turned again. This time Axel didn't stop him when he walked away and jumped the
fence to leave.
***** Chapter 11 *****
"You gonna tell me what's bothering you now?" Roxas was lying on his back
across the back seat of Axel's car, naked and out of breath.
"Why would something be bothering me?" Axel said plainly, pulling his pants
over his hips.
Roxas scowled and sat up, "Oh come on, Ax." He pulled his shirt over his head
hastily, "You almost never come onto me at school."
The teacher shrugged before pulling his arms through the sleeves of his shirt,
"Just felt like it I guess."
"Wow, you aren't fucking romantic at all," Roxas turned to face his teacher,
"and where the hell did you throw my underwear?!"
Axel grabbed his student's face, "You know… you're a lot cuter when you're
writhing and whimpering under me, trying with all you've got not to make a
sound. Why do you always have to be so angry when you're not getting fucked?"
Roxas felt his face get hot. When the man chuckled he tried to turn his head,
but Axel didn't let him. He kissed the boy briefly before biting his lip.
The bell rang and Roxas shoved the man's hand away, pulling his face away from
him.
"I don't know where your underwear are, but it looks like you'll have to go
without them," Axel laughed again, buttoning his shirt.
"What?! No! These pants are too tight for that!"
"Well then you and your naked little ass can just sit and wait here till school
gets out and then I can take you home and we can continue what we were doing
earlier."
"But I left my bag in your room! What am I supposed to do for the rest of the
day in your stupid car?!"
Axel snickered, tying his necktie, "Find your undies."
"You're such an asshole," Roxas spat, flipping the man off.
"Well, for as much as I love fighting with you, I've got a class to teach. So
if you'll kindly excuse me," Axel stepped out of the car.
"I hate you so much."
The redhead chuckled, "Try not to get seen by anyone."
"Feeling bold today, aren't we? Yesterday you were shitting your pants about
getting caught and today we're fucking in your car? You even parked right next
to the principal today."
Axel shrugged, "Was the only open spot."
"What do you propose I do when he comes back to his car and he sees me half
naked in here?" the blonde asked disdainfully.
"Cover your dick?"
Roxas crossed his arms, pouting.
Axel ducked his head back into his car and grabbed the boy's chin, "Aww what's
the matter? Afraid of getting caught?"
Sapphire eyes bored into him, "Axel, what's wrong?"
The man twitched. There were a million things bothering him. Like how Roxas had
told him Reno reminded him of his teacher. Or what the kid didn't tell him the
day before and wondering who called and made Roxas leave him, "I don't know
what you're talking about."
Roxas's irritation was growing quickly. He didn't know what exactly was up with
Axel today, but he thought that maybe he had no right to pry. He was avoiding
talking about certain things himself.
Axel leaned forward and kissed his student's hair, "I have a class to teach. I
can't play with you right now."
"Really? You can't?" the blonde grabbed Axel by the tie, pulling him back into
the car. "Because I really want to play. Right. Now."
"Roxas, I'm not going to leave just because you're too embarrassed to st-
" Axel's sentence was cut off quickly by the small hand that had found its way
down his pants. Roxas skillfully moved his hand and fingers around in his
teacher's boxers.
"What was that, Axel? I didn't quite seem to catch that last bit," the blonde
smiled, releasing the man's tie and unbuttoning his shirt.
Axel groaned and clicked his tongue, "You brat… I have… to… go to class…"
Roxas placed his mouth around the skin of his teacher's neck, biting softly,
"Come on… call in sick. You can just tell them you ate something bad."
"I can't… just-"
The blonde smiled. In spite of Axel's protests the man had tilted his head to
give Roxas easier access to his skin. The teen bit down and sucked the skin
hard and left a bright red mark on his teacher's flesh. He licked a trail from
the spot on his neck to his ear smiled darkly. "I'll let you do whatever you
want with me," he whispered provocatively before nibbling on the redhead's ear.
Axel's breathing hitched with the action.
"I know you want me."
"Fuck… Roxas…" Axel moaned lowly, "you have to stop…"
Roxas stroked down his teacher's length once, hard and slow, "Do you really
want that? Or do you actually want to just fuck me all day long?"
"I'll get-"
Roxas chuckled, "What? In trouble? Ten minutes ago, you were nailing your
student's ass so hard right next to the principal's car. What happened to that
bad boy side?"
Axel shook his head and grabbed the boy's wrist, "You need to stop right now."
"You don't mean that. It's written all over your face that you want me. That
quick fuck just wasn't enough for you at all"
"F-fuck you."
"Tell me what you really want Axel."
"You know what I-"
"But I want to hear you say it."
Axel mumbled something under his breath and Roxas grinned widely, "What? I
didn't quite catch that."
The redheaded crawled onto the seat and slammed the car door shut. With eyes
laced with lust, Axel pulled the blonde close by the back of the head, slamming
their lips together. He pried the boy's mouth open with his tongue and ran it
over Roxas's cheeks and teeth.
"I want you Roxas. I want you so badly. Right here and right now."
Roxas was going to be obnoxious about it and inform Axel that he'd have to wait
till he called in sick and they left campus, but Axel interrupted him before he
could start.
"I want you and only you."
The statement took the boy by surprise like a knife in his gut. His eyes
widened and all he could do was stare at the man above him in shock. Before he
could even think of anything to say, the redhead was kissing him again. Roxas
knew it was just the lust speaking and that her shouldn't read into it, but the
words still brought tears to his eyes.
...
"You probably won't want to sit on that for a while," Axel said with and
amused, but lazy tone.
Roxas was lying on his stomach, still completely naked, on his teacher's bed.
He reached over the edge of the bed and grabbed his pants. He pulled a
cigarette and his lighter from one of the pockets and lit the fag quickly. The
boy took a long drag from his cigarette, trying to forget his teacher's words.
I want you and only you…
Those words were lethal and to make things worse, Roxas was one hundred percent
sure that Axel meant it in a sexual way. Like, 'I want to have sex right now
only with you since you totally just turned me on this much.' That had to be
it. The fact that Roxas had even for a second taken it any other way was
ridiculous.
Yet… no matter what he told himself, the blonde couldn't help but want to
believe that it could have meant more. He stole a quick glance at the man lying
on his left. Axel was on his back, looking perfectly content and without a care
in the world. Roxas wondered if he even knew what he'd done to him.
The two of them had always been very careful of their words and actions towards
each other. As if there were some unspoken rule, they tried to stay away from
sweet words and affectionate gestures. They we cynical and sarcastic and maybe
even a little cruel to each other. Perhaps it was to keep them from destroying
whatever fragile thing it was that they had.
He took another long drag, closing his eyes tightly to fight back tears. He
sniffled just a bit, but forgot to exhale beforehand, making himself choke on
smoke. Roxas coughed, burying his face in the pillow bellow him.
"You okay?" his teacher asked casually, plucking the cigarette from Roxas's
hand.
Roxas nodded.
Axel brought the cigarette to his lips, but stopped after he saw Roxas shake
his head, "You're not okay."
Roxas didn't move.
Axel sighed then smiled, scooting closer to his student. Twisting a lock of
golden hair between his fingers, he spoke gently, "It's not very often you
admit to something being wrong, you know."
The blonde didn't say anything, but Axel head him sniffle.
Putting the cigarette out in the ashtray on the nightstand, Axel ran his
fingers through the boy's hair, "What's wrong, little one?"
Roxas shook his head.
"You're not going to tell me?"
Again, the blonde's head shook.
Axel sighed, "You can be really difficult sometimes, you know that? You don't
always have to keep everything inside."
Roxas sniffled again. He brought himself to his knees and knees and moved over
Axel and straddled him. Although tears here falling from his eyes quickly, he
hadn't made a sound.
The redhead looked up at him in complete shock. He didn't realize the boy was
actually crying. He didn't even know what had happened to cause this. Before he
could dwell on it any longer, the blonde had leaned in and pressed his lips
over Axel's tenderly.
Roxas kept his tongue behind his teeth and didn't open his mouth more than what
was required for affectionately kissing Axel's lower lip. He whimpered into the
kiss and he could feel himself crying harder, but he didn't care.
Axel was caught off guard entirely. He had no idea how to react. For a while,
he just watched Roxas cry, not really kissing the boy back. Though Axel wasn't
sure of it, he supposed that he just might be falling for the kid. Whatever the
feeling was, it was more than just a liking. He felt the boy's warm tears hit
his cheeks softly and instinct took over. Axel closed his eyes and pulled the
boy closer to him around the waist. Maybe, he wondered, he had already fallen
for Roxas, but stifled the feelings so well that even he was unaware of them.
Roxas put both hands on Axel's cheeks, placing kiss after kiss over his
teacher's lips. After what seemed like both an eternity and only an instant,
Roxas pulled away. He stared into Axel's eyes and Axel stared back up into his.
His tears had only slowed just a little, but Roxas had mostly forgotten about
them.
"Roxas…"
The blonde shook his head, "Please… don't say anything…" Roxas lowered himself
so that he was lying on Axel's chest. He closed his eyes and decided that it
probably wouldn't be so bad to fall asleep in Axel's arms every day.
***** Chapter 12 *****
When Axel woke up, Roxas was gone. He had left during the night without waking
the redhead. It was something Axel was used to, but not something he was
expecting this time. To say he was a little disappointed would be an
understatement.
He spent the entire morning thinking about thing he knew he shouldn't be
dwelling on –dangerous things that'd ultimately lead to nothing good.
He thought about the conversation he and Roxas had a few days prior, when the
teen told him he had only gone home with Reno because he reminded Roxas of
Axel. What did that even mean? Had the boy had secret feelings for his teacher
from way back then? Did he have feeling for him now?
He thought about the following day, when he tried to ask Roxas what had exactly
happened and the blonde got all worked up. Was he regretting that he had said
something? Was he still trying to keep something hidden?
He thought about everything that had been going on between Roxas and himself
lately. Something was changing and Axel couldn't tell if he liked it or not. He
had a million questions and no answers and he wasn't sure Roxas had the answers
either.
Axel had been in his share of relationships, but he'd never really say that
he'd been in love before. He wondered if he knew what love was and if it was
what he was feeling now? He had never entertained the thought that he could see
Roxas as more than just his… student? His friend? He had never wanted to stick
a label on whatever he and Roxas were.
Whatever he dared to call them now, it wouldn't matter. He and Roxas
could never be more than whatever they were now. He was his teacher. He was an
adult. He was the twin brother of the man who broke the kid. And if Axel
remembered correctly, it was because of that man that Roxas had said that he
would never fall in love.
...
Roxas never showed up for class, but Axel hadn't been anticipated his presence.
What surprised him was the boy's absence during his free period. Axel waited
behind his classroom until the bell rang, but there was never a sign of blonde
hair or cigarette smoke.
...
When school got out, Axel hunted down a certain blonde almost desperately. He
caught her just before she left the school building. "Naminé!" he called out to
her after making sure she wasn't leaving with friends.
"Hey Mr. Lea! Have you seen Roxas today?" the girl asked casually.
"No. I was actually going to ask you the same thing."
"Oh. So he probably didn't come today. That's strange since he hates staying
home. Oh well I guess he's still irritated about what happened with the
principal. I didn't see him yesterday either."
"Have you talked to him at all today?"
Naminé frowned, "Ugh. No. I got my phone taken away because of bad grades. My
parents are too uptight. So I go one C."
Axel put on a fake smile, not really caring about what she was saying, "I'm
sure they're just concerned about your future."
"Yeah, yeah I know. It's just annoying sometimes, you know?"
The redhead laughed, "Parents are like that."
"Well anyway, about Roxas… I'm sure he just ditched school. He's working
tomorrow, so if it's something important that you need, he'll be there.
"You work tomorrow too right? I'll see you there. Bye Naminé."
The blonde girl blushed, "S-see you tomorrow, Mr. Lea."
...
"Welcome!" Axel was greeted by the usual upbeat voices as he entered the café
he's students worked at.
Naminé practically skipped up to the man. She was elated. Axel said he'd visit
her and here he was! "Mr. Lea, it's nice to see you! We got new uniforms today.
Pretty cute, huh?" The usually pink and white dress had been replaced by one
with even more pink and more lace, a feat Axel thought to be impossible.
"Very cute," though Axel was only thinking about how cute Roxas must look in
this new uniform.
The girl led her teacher to his usual seat by the window, "Sorry Mr. Lea, but
Roxas didn't come in today. I'm taking over his section for today."
"That's alright, Naminé. Did he call in sick? Is he doing alright?" Axel asked,
concealing his concern and disappointment flawlessly.
Naminé's smile faded, "No… he didn't call in and when we tried calling his
house, no one answered. I'm a little worried, but… if anything really bad
happened we would know, right?"
Axel agreed with the girl, reassuring that she shouldn't worry, but he wondered
if he was telling that to himself more than her.
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