This is Axel/Roxas cause Axel is my favorite character. He's just awesome. Roxas and Namine never meshed together very well anyway.
Disclaimer: Don't own Kingdom Hearts. Or Girl, Interrupted
So this day was just like any other day, yeah. Wake up and get up. Then…shit happens. And no, this doesn't mean what occurs in the bathroom.
"Shake your moneymaker like somebody's gonna pay ya. Somethin something. Hey hey. Shakin paper…."
"Axel?"
"Yeah?"
"Can you shut the fuck up?"
"Yeah." Axel turned the radio off and resumed with brushing his hair. Well, not really. Just another opportunity for him to admire his dastardly handsome looks. It's not like he was conceited or anything, but why try to ignore how wonderful he looked? His roommate Demyx wasn't much of a morning person. Especially when someone started playing rap music loudly. For Demyx, it didn't sound like music anymore, just someone attacking a blackboard with their nails. Axel specifically knew that Demyx didn't like rap because of one specific incident when on Halloween when Demyx started chasing several kids dressed as rappers with his overly large blue guitar raised threateningly over his head. He had dressed as a rock star of course. Axel had to goad him with candy to back him away from the poor children, who started throwing their shiny accessories at him in an attempt of asking for mercy on their gangster souls.
It didn't matter that it had only been last year when they were eighteen. Or that every house they went to gave them strange looks. An era of awkward silence would erupt after the owner of the house would answer, then Axel would push his candy bag out and look expectantly at them. They would hesitantly drop a few pieces of some sort of candy into each of their bags and hope that that was what they were after and that they weren't serial killers or mental patients that had escaped that night.
It had been a very fun and memorable night.
"Why aren't you gone yet?"
"Do you want me gone that badly?"
"You're looking at yourself again, aren't you?" His voice drifted from under his comforter. Axel had a small urge to jump on him and see if that could smother him into a premature coma.
"…Maybe." Caught again. Axel winked at the mirror once again before setting off. "Bye honey." Axel didn't wait for an answer and unceremoniously shut the door without a second thought.
"Lord of the Dance has reappeared!"
"Are you still going out about that?"
"What are you talking about? This isn't some phase, this is me! You have to either accept it or …accept it!" Sora cried out. His mind wandered back to when he was in 5th grade and had to take Music Appreciation where they played the ukulele, had to memorize part of the national anthem, and watched a video about the Lord of the Dance.
He had never thought they now, freshly turned eighteen, it would come to this. He was starting at Hollow Bastion, a secluded and prestigious school that was placed high on the mountains. Because of its location, the students were required to live at the school. Sora had been very nervous of course, but he shared a room with his cousin Roxas and his best friend also attended the school.
Sora shifted his mind back to the topic at hand. "What do you have to say Roxas?" He had to stand his ground and to defend all the glory of the Irish. Not that he was Irish or anything, but it was the thought that counted. Wait…was the Lord of the Dance Irish?
"Go get dressed, I'm leaving in a minute with or without you."
"Okay!" Sora happily replied. He unfastened the cape around him made from his sheets and ran to his closet and haphazardly threw articles of clothing behind him. They miraculously landed on his bed. His pink sheets curled up into a corner of the room. Roxas had always wondered why they were pink, to which Sora answered that he accidentally put them with colors in the laundry. Then Roxas started to wonder why Sora still kept them. Sora had never answered back.
Roxas chuckled and held the door open. Seconds later a blur with unruly brown hair rushed past him. "Hurry up Roxy, we're going to be late!" Roxas closed the door and ran after him.
"Welcome boys and girls to the world of art. For those who are new, I'm Professor Cid. Not Mr. Cid, Kid, Prof, teach, or any of that bullshit. I'm sure we'll make it through another year." The man had a rough face that oozed …something. Many were instantly comforted by his presence and some of his students took his class just because of the mere fact that he taught it. That and he didn't care what the students did during class too. That might have been it too.
"Hey Cid!"
The Professor turned from his conversation with a miniature girl who had her hair in pigtails and grunted in response. "Back again, Axel?"
"I had to come back for you."
"You're still a horny little prick, aren't ya?" Cid roughly said.
"Obviously," said Axel. He picked a seat in the back and hung his legs over the desk. "Ah, it's good to be back." Axel watched Cid as the pigtails girl asked him about what they would be doing in class this year. Axel shook his head and knew that the girl was done for. There was no asking questions in Cid's class. Nope. Soon enough the girl retreated back to her seat, quietly sniffling while brushing through her pigtails with her fingers.
Axel continued in making himself comfortable. The bell rang and Cid spoke. "As most of you should know, this class is a do-it-yourself rather than- " He was cut off by odd noise. "Shut it Axel. You're disruptin my work."
"Whatever you say." Axel coolly stated. Cid was about to go back into what he was saying when three people burst into the room. The first had wide eyes and his mouth was wide open as he realized that he had broke in. The second looked a tad bit girly, but that was put off with the muscles that were sprinkled on him. Axel had always been jealous of his luck. No matter how much he worked out he never gained any substantial muscle. The third was somewhat like the first, but didn't seem as childlike. And he was exactly Axel's type.
"What are doing here?" Cid barked, angered at being interrupted twice.
The first boy nervously answered, "To learn?"
"Sorry Cid won't happen again." The second boy suavely said. He walked past Cid and the two other boys and settled himself in the back next to Axel. "You're early today? What a surprise."
"Be quiet Riku, I'm trying to learn here."
The two boys took one last glance at Cid before hurrying to the back as well. At least the first boy did, the other kind of glided to the back. Somehow.
"Now what I was sayin before these idiots barged in, the school board has talked to me about my…lax way…during class and has told me I have to get a more active role in teaching. So for the first week you all have to make some sort of artistic work." Cid gave them all a glare that plainly told them 'get to work or I'm failing all you brats' before settling himself at his desk.
Axel thought about whether or not he wanted to get to work. He could and start thinking about what was going to be the theme of his next masterpiece, but there wouldn't be too much fun in that. Anyways, he liked working back in his room where he could annoy Demyx by saying that he couldn't get his genius fluids to start working if he was playing that racket on his guitar. That always got Demyx riled up.
"Um…excuse me, but are you Irish?"
Axel started to cough, surprised at the sudden question. "W-w-hat makes you think that?"
The boy with brown hair began to look a little uncomfortable. "You have red hair, so shouldn't that make you Irish?"
Axel laughed in a way that didn't make you sure whether or not he was laughing because he really thought it was funny or if he laughed to make the boy feel better. It was probably best that no one ever found that one out.
"It was a serious question!"
Axel looked at the boy that was right next to the brunet. "And may I ask what your name is?"
"Roxas…"
"Roxas, I am not Irish. In fact, I am Norwegian but I have a crazy grandmother by the name of Flora who lives in Jamaica with her two other sisters Fauna and Merryweather. They're triplets." Axel innocently answered. "Her favorite color is red."
Roxas tried to hold back the laugh that was about to erupt from him. Riku, fortunately, decided to answer for him. "That's something, isn't it?" Riku then pointed to the boy who had asked the question, now twiddling his thumbs. "This is Sora. He's very curious."
"Like Curious George?"
"Exactly."
"Not exactly, though. Sora may be curious, but he's not called George. And he's not a monkey from what I can tell. I've heard that humans evolved from monkeys though."
Roxas wasn't really sure what to say. Riku and Sora mirrored the same blank expression. Roxas was sure he hadn't met anyone like Axel before since he's never been to a mental hospital or a prison, except that one time he went to an ice cream shop and a group of mental patients came in with the head ward. They seemed pretty normal until one of the girls asked for extra nuts. Then they all broke out into laughter, one of which started to scream. Her face didn't look very scared so Roxas had thought that she probably didn't know how to laugh and screaming really was the next best thing. Then they were all ushered out the shop. Go figure.
I hope this didn't sound too strange or anything. I wanted to write something mainly about Axel. The mental patient thing is from the book Girl, Interrupted. The screaming girl however is something I added to it. The Irish thing is something I used to think too, but I was proven incorrect.