c o l o r s

a collection of one-shots

by yours TRULY

disposable o v e n

1
point TAKEN
a roxuffie

Axel actually had the nerve to say it.

"You know you like her, Rox."

Kiss my ass, you liberal cheesecake.

It just so happened that it was a quiet, peaceful Saturday evening, until he showed up.

The guy always comes in quietly, then jumps at you from behind, making you scream, which makes you jumble your words on the keyboard, making the person you're IMing think "Idiot, k?."

C'mon. Even I'm not as random as Axel. And thats saying a lot, because I'm only his best friend.

If you don't count Larxene. Whatever.

Back to the subject.

I, in no way whatsoever, could even like Yuffie Kisaragi. I barely know the chick!

Okay, she's one of my closest friends. Sue me.

Everyone has thought that I've been in love with Yuffie for years, because I'm one of the only guys who ever hangs out with her.

Quick question.

Why don't they pick on a jackass like Axel?

Quick answer.

The gossip-girls are too infatuated with him to even bear the thought of him with another girl.

Yet little did they know, he had his own little escapade planned with Larxene. Thank god he didn't ever give me the details.

Just because Axel was in love with one of his best friends, didn't mean I had to be.

Not that Yuffie was one of my best friends. Point taken.

At some point of my thoughts, I knew Axel would come barging in with his marked face, leering down on me, eyes wide.

Quite scary. Mmhm.

"Dance Dance Rev, dude."

I picked up my wallet, shoving it into my pocket, and my key to the house, slinging it around my neck on a chain.

"Lets go whoop some ass." I said, activating my 'clapper' lights.

- 0o -

The arcade was packed with gangsters playing arcade basketball with their 'mad skillz' -insert gangster jig-hop thing-, and nerds playing an old-school version of Final Fantasy in the corner, and couples walking around together looking for those 'if-you-try-to-get-a-toy-for-your-sweetie-I'll-just-eat-your-money' games.

And there was us.

Axel, Yuffie, Riku, and me, Roxas. The DDR champs.

At least that's what they considered us here.

Yuffie's father owned the massive arcade, so most of her time was spent practicing the game after closing hours. We'd come along occasionally, wedging in more social time than practice. But hey, we were still great, weren't we?

It was near closing hours; quarter to eleven.

Like usual, the DDR fans gave us a warm welcome, flooding the place with cheers, such as, "RIKU, YOU'RE A SEXY BEEST." and "AXEL OWNZ." and "YUFFIE KICKS ASS!", and of course, the infamous "ROXAS ROXES MY SOXES."

Mine has to be the lamest.

I wanna be a sexy beest. Whiiine.

I hopped up to the arrow floor, placing myself in the middle square. Inserting a dollar bill, I waited as the arrows around me flashed crazily.

Everyone's cheering in the crowd grew louder, as the person I was to face stepped up.

It was... YUFFIE?

I hadn't ever went against her in a faceoff before, because I'd always thought she was too good. She never faced me, because she thought the same.

Should I take this as a compliment?

"Get ready to die, Roxas." I heard her say.

It was my song choice though. Yess.

I picked the song I was naturally strong on, Boom Boom Dollar. On heavy.

Yuffie always thought this song was a pain in the ass. She looked over at me.

"Nuh-UH. You little prick-"

She was cut off by the sudden explosion of cheers around us, as the song started.

"ARE YOU REDD-AY?" the annoying guy's voice echoed through the room.

I didn't think it to be possible, but the cheers got louder. Ow, my eardrums.

Secretly, I thought this song was a pain in the ass as well. But don't tell anyone.

As the song rounded to an end, I was a mess. My legs still felt great, so I kept going. Sweat was beading on my forehead and neck.

Confident about my win, I didn't even bother to look at the score chart. I turned around, stupid grin intact.

Everyone was shouting, "Yuffie! YOO-FEEEEE!"

I looked back.

She got ten more points than me. WINNER was flashing across her screen.

Thank god I still had a chance for second round.

Screw that. Axel is the only one of our group that can beat her.

Out of all songs, she picked 'Happy Wedding' on heavy. She knew I was weak on really slow songs. Damnitum.

After the great loss, on my behalf, the intercom started booming, "It's that time again! Please some back tomorrow, everyone. Free drinks at the soda lounge from nine to nine ten in the evening! Hope you had a nice stay!"

-o0-

I was on the second floor, sitting on the edge of the overhang, sipping down some '...LOST' energy drink.

Mm. Raspberry flavor.

Axel and Riku were downstairs, stomping away at DDR.

Yuffie came over, sitting down next to me.

Smiling, she patted my leg. "Suffering a great loss, eh?"

"Thanks for rubbing it in."

"No problem."

As I looked at her, sipping down her Red Bull, I noticed the way that the bright lights shined upon her face.

No wonder she was always so happy. Her father owned the best arcade in town, maybe even the whole section of the state. She was always smiling, always fun and hyper.

There was never a moment before this that I'd seen her so calm.

Especially when she was drinking Red Bull.

And those lights did something to her face, I swear. It made her look... Beautiful.

They must have some lasting effect too.

As she turned her head to look at me, hyper smile intact, I noticed that the beauty wasn't going away.

Oh gods, here comes the paranoia.

I DO NOT LIKE HER ASH FADASH GLASH FA-EEEE.

.. Kay, maybe I do.

Kiss my ass, Axel.

-0o-

all characters belong to disney/squaresoft.

Yeah. My first Roxuffie.

Also my first attempt at Roxas' part of view.

Be nice, kiddies. x3

- moll-EE