a/n: Hello, beauties :3

Since it is officially after 12am here, I present to you all the first chapter of my twoshot, Of Buses and Redheads! I've had this written for a little while now, because I'm really excited about my first ever AkuRoku day :D so I hope you all enjoy!

~A-Far-Off-Memory

Of Buses and Redheads
an AkuRoku twoshot
Pairings: AkuRoku, SoRiku, VanVen, Dexion
for AkuRoku Day 2013
Chapter rating: Heavily T (swearing, etc.)

It all started when Roxas nearly got hit by a city bus.

Yeah, he'd been stupid and careless. But he'd also been angry—he'd gotten into a fight with his brother for the fifth time that week, after being kept up all night by his rambunctious trysts with his dark-haired asshole of a boyfriend. Roxas was feeling more than slightly sleep-deprived, not to mention incredibly jealous of his younger twin. Why did Ventus get to have a hot boyfriend and have hot sex every night while Roxas suffered though a year-long dry spell?

It just wasn't fair.

It was these thoughts that distracted him from watching where he was going, leading to him walking directly into the path of a shitty city transit bus. He noticed at the last minute and thought, Well shit. I'm gonna die without even having a chance to get laid again.

But then came his knight in shining armor…

…okay, that might have been pushing things a little far. He was more like a dude in a ratty sweater and tight jeans, but hey. You take what you can get.

This guy grabbed him by the hood, pulling him out of the way just in time for the bus to whiz by, honking angrily. The asshole driver could honk all he wanted! He hadn't been about to stop, so he could just go fuck himself with a rusty chainsaw.

Once on the safety of the sidewalk, he bent over, breathing hard as the reality of his situation hit him. He felt more than slightly numb as he breathed, "Shit, that was close."

He heard a deep chuckle, causing him to look up and face his savior. He was tall and stick-thin with firetruck red hair, and he barked out a laugh at the look on Roxas' face. "Fuck, man, you almost did a very convincing impression of a bug on a windshield. You feeling alright?"

Roxas' tongue suddenly resisted cooperation as he looked up into bright, acid green eyes. They were the strangest, prettiest shade of green he'd ever seen, emphasized by the dark makeup lining them and brought out by the purple upside-down teardrop tattoos placed symmetrically on both his cheeks. His ears were littered with piercings, along with an eyebrow piercing, and he could see tattoos peeking up over the collar of his baggy sweater. Those, paired with his bright red hair and devil-may-care smirk caused Roxas' brain to basically melt. He felt the need to literally fan himself as he stared at the gorgeous human being in front of him.

A hand waved in front of his face, startling him out of the stupor he'd fallen into. "Dude, are you in shock or something? Do you need me to take you to the hospital?" the drool-worthy stranger questioned, one crimson eyebrow shooting up.

Roxas shook his head rapidly, clearing it. He was embarrassed to have been staring like an idiot, but he refused to blush and make it worse. "Nah, man, I'm fine. Thanks for pulling me out of the way—not like anyone else in this piece of shit town would have taken the time to," he replied, rubbing the back of his neck.

The tall stranger grinned, waving a pale hand dismissively. "It's all good, dude. You suicidal or something, though? 'Cause if you are, there are less messy ways to do it than jumping in front of a bus. And, well, I know a good shrink if you need one." A charming smirk accompanied the nonchalantly spoken words, instantly frying Roxas' brain from an overload of sexy. Jesus, where did this guy come from?

He shook his head in response, laughing. "Just tired and distracted, that's all. But thanks for the offer and, erm…advice."

A single green eye shut in a wink. "Anytime. Now, do you have a name, or should I just continue to refer to you as 'dude'?"

The blond grinned, holding out a hand. "Roxas Strife."

The redhead took his hand, and Roxas marveled at the warmth and softness of it. "Axel Brenton. Pleased to have saved your life, Roxas Strife."

"Please to have you save it," Roxas said in return, grinning wider.

"Shall we continue this scintillating conversation over coffee? I was on my way to Starbucks when I noticed that you were about to die," Axel told him, chuckling.

Roxas shrugged. "What the hell? Not like I was going anywhere anyway, just needed to get away. Coffee sounds great—my treat, since you're kinda the reason I'm not being scraped off the front of a bus right now," he replied, blue eyes lit with laughter.

The redhead grinned. "Free coffee? Jeez, I need to save cute blonds more often!" he exclaimed, heading in the direction of the nearest Starbucks.

Roxas was left to mull over those words the whole way there.

Once arriving at Starbucks, they went to place their order. Roxas immediately smiled when he saw that his best friend's little sister, Xion, was working—he loved her as if she was his own little sister.

When they arrived at the counter, she immediately grinned widely. "Roxy!" she exclaimed, deep blue eyes bright with happiness.

He chuckled at the nickname that only she could get away with calling him. "Hey, Shi-Shi. How's work?"

"Kinda slow today," she replied with a shrug. "Lots of rude customers, though, so I'm happy you're here!" Her eyes moved to the tall redhead at his side, and she instantly started appraising him with a wry smile. "Who's your friend?" she asked, waggling her dark eyebrows.

Roxas facepalmed, while Axel grinned in the most charming way while holding out a hand for her to shake. "The name's Axel Brenton…got it memorized?" he questioned, tapping his temple with his free hand.

Taking his hand, she giggled. "Xion Fair. Nice to meet you, Axel. Haven't seen you around before."

He laughed. "I haven't lived here for a few years." His green eyes fell on Roxas, grin widening. "I happened to stop Roxas here from becoming a splatter on the front of a bus on my way here."

Xion's brows knit together, blue eyes wide. "Dammit, Roxy, you gotta pay attention more when you're walking or you'll get yourself killed!" she exclaimed, placing her hands on her hips. Her eyes moved to Axel again. "Thank you for saving this airhead's life—your order's on the house," she told him, offering a smile. She then glared at Roxas. "You can pay full price."

Axel cracked up laughing, while Roxas' mouth fell open. "Xion!" he protested, pouting. "I'm the one who nearly died!"

"Most likely from your own stupidity," she retorted. She then turned back to Axel. "What'll it be?"

"Just a grande caramel frappuccino, please," he told her, still laughing at Roxas' pouting face.

She nodded with a smile, eyes moving back to Roxas. "I take it you want the usual?" she questioned, raising an eyebrow.

He sighed. "Yes please."

Grinning, she reached out to pinch his cheek. "Love youuuuu, coming right up!"

She dashed off to make their orders, leaving Roxas rubbing his cheek and Axel grinning.

"I like her. She's got spunk," the redhead commented, turning to Roxas. "That your girlfriend or something?"

There was a few seconds of silence before Roxas burst out laughing. "Oh, no," he replied through the laughter, shaking his head. "She's my best friend's baby sister—practically my baby sister."

"Could've fooled me," Axel told him, shrugging. "She gets googly eyes when she looks at you."

Calming from his laughter, the blond sighed. "Yeah, I know. She's always had a crush on me, but…"

"Why don't you go for her? She can't be that much younger than you."

Roxas scoffed. "Try four years. She's only seventeen, plus…she isn't really my type. Nor is any other girl, actually." He figured he might as well get it out there that he was gay, in case Axel had a problem with it. Even though he had a sneaking suspicion that he wouldn't…

"Then I guess we have something in common," Axel grinned, winking.

Butterflies erupted in Roxas' stomach at the smile, plus the meaning behind those words. What are the odds that a smoking hot red-haired gay guy saves your life?

Xion returned with their orders, and Roxas grudgingly handed over sufficient munny to pay for the seriously overpriced drink. Seriously, what was in it? Unicorn piss? The black-haired teen took it with a grin and a blown kiss, sending him a thumbs up when Axel turned to find somewhere to sit. Roxas just rolled his eyes and grinned, turning to join his new companion.

They sat in cozy chairs beside a window, near the fireplace. After all, it was late fall, so it was disgustingly chilly out.

"I figured you'd be a vanilla chai tea kind of guy," Axel commented with a grin as he sipped his frappuccino.

"Really now?" Roxas questioned with a wry smile as he lifted his drink to his lips and blew on it before taking a tentative sip.

"Mmhmm. I mean, come on—little blond gay boy? It was obvious," he teased with a laugh, green eyes sparkling.

Roxas joined in on the laughter, rolling his eyes. "Well, I never would have expected you to order a caramel frap…you seem too manly to order such a girly drink," he retorted, biting his lip with a grin.

"You think I'm manly, do you?" the redhead questioned, voice dropping slightly. Roxas had to force himself to continue breathing normally at the sound.

A single blond eyebrow lifted. "I'd think you were manlier if you weren't drinking a frappuccino," he replied, smirking.

"Ah, I see how it is, then. Judge a guy by his drink, even after he so kindly saved your life…" He laid his arm dramatically on his forehead, leaning back. "The pain is infinite! How will I go on?"

Laughing, Roxas reached over and gave him a push. "Your manliness level just dropped even further, Ax."

Those pretty green eyes seemed to sparkle at the use of the nickname as he simply shrugged. "Oh well. I have my moments," he said nonchalantly, taking another sip of his drink. "No harm in being in touch with your feminine side, after all. Especially when you have two younger sisters like I do."

"You have sisters?" he asked curiously, eyebrows raising slightly.

Chuckling, Axel nodded. "They're three years younger than me, only twenty. And they're twins." Pulling his phone from his pocket, he unlocked it and slid it across the table, his background displaying a picture of him with a blonde and a redhead that Roxas immediately recognized.

He nearly choked on his drink. "Oh my god, you're Naminé and Kairi's older brother?"

A slim, pierced crimson eyebrow shot up. "You know my sisters?"

Roxas nodded vigorously. "I know them from school! I kinda, um…well…Naminé was the last female I dated, actually…"

It was silent for a moment before Axel started laughing. "So you're Nami's gay friend that she's always telling me about? Wow, what are the odds?"

The blond chuckled. "That's crazy! So you're the older brother I never got a chance to meet, then…"

The redhead grinned. "Guess so! I've been in Traverse Town for the past few years—I actually just moved back here last month."

Roxas' curiosity was instantly piqued. "Oh? Did you like it there?"

Axel nodded. "It's definitely never a dull moment there, that's for sure…but I'm happy to be back in Twilight Town. Traverse Town just never really felt like home, I guess," he responded with a shrug.

"What did you do there? If you don't mind my asking," he quickly amended, chewing on his lower lip before taking a drink of his tea.

The redhead smirked. "I originally went just to get a change in my life, but then I decided to learn how to tattoo and pierce people. A buddy of mine and I actually just opened our own shop, and it's going pretty great so far," he told him. "It's something I love doing, that's for sure."

Could he get any hotter? Sigh. "I may have to drop by sometime, then," Roxas grinned, raising an eyebrow. "I've been wanting another piercing for a while. And another tattoo would be nice."

Two red eyebrows shot up. "I didn't realize you had any tattoos, Roxy. I mean, I can see the spiderbites, and I'm assuming you have ear piercings of some sort, but I never would've pegged you for the tattoo type. You're just a little blond bundle of surprises, aren't you?"

"I'm full of surprises," he replied, shooting Axel an almost seductive smile. Am I flirting?...yeah, I'm flirting. Down, boy. He pulled his beanie back to reveal his ears, showing off stretched lobes, a snug piercing in his right ear and two helix piercings in his left. "These are all the piercings I have…as for the tattoos, I'd show them to you, but unfortunately some of them require me to take my clothes off and I'd rather not give the people of Starbucks a show."

Something sparked in those gorgeous eyes. "But you'd give me a show?" he questioned, leaning slightly forward.

Roxas, in return, leaned back in his chair, a coy smile on his face. "Maybe, maybe not. Are you saying you want a show, Axel?"

"Well, I wouldn't object," he replied, winking.

BreathefuckingbreatheRoxas, he reminded himself, readjusting his beanie. "Well, I don't take my clothes off for just anyone, you know," he said, sipping at his drink with a grin.

"Not even handsome strangers who save your life?"

He chuckled. "Well, I might make an exception…if a handsome stranger happened to save my life," he teased.

"Ouch, Roxy, that was cold!" he exclaimed, clutching his heart. "You wound me so deeply!"

"You didn't let me finish," he tutted, grin widening. "I said I might for a handsome stranger…but I definitely would for a hot redheaded stranger." He rubbed his chin, considering his words. "Well, if he took me out first, that is. I'm not some cheap hooker."

"Fair." He thrust his phone into Roxas' hands, swiping the blond's from the table. "Perhaps we should exchange numbers, then, and discuss this more," he said in a slightly sultry tone, and oh god that smirk. That smirk was going to get Roxas into a lot of trouble, he knew it.

He added his number to Axel's contacts and handed the phone back, holding his hand out for his own. As it was placed into his hand, Axel brushed their fingers together, almost making Roxas shiver. Yep, he was definitely in trouble with this one…

The bell over the door chimed, announcing new arrivals into the shop. Roxas turned his head, groaning when he saw his brother with Vanitas, Riku and Sora. He was still mad at both Ven and Vanitas, and he definitely wasn't in the mood to deal with either of them or any half-assed apologies that they tried to throw at him.

"Holy fucking clone, either that's your twin or you have a body double running around," Axel commented, blinking hard.

"No, that's my twin," he grumbled, crossing his arms as he watched them all move up to the counter. They hadn't noticed him, but of course Xion felt the need to point him out to her brothers and their boyfriends.

"You don't sound too happy to see him," the redhead remarked.

Roxas sighed, rubbing his face and looking away when they looked over. "I've barely slept this week thanks to him and his boyfriend going at it all night. They're fucking obnoxiously loud. That's why I was so distracted today," he explained, blowing out a frustrated breath.

"Which one is his boyfriend?"

"Black hair," he replied. "Him and the brunet are Xion's older brothers. The brunet, Sora, has been my best friend since, well forever, because our parents are best friends, but I've never really gotten along with Vanitas. I don't know what Ventus sees in him."

"He's hot," Axel said simply, shrugging. "Definitely nowhere near my type, as I prefer blonds"—this was said with a wink—"but I can appreciate how attractive he is."

"Yeah, well, I don't appreciate it at all," he muttered. "Kinda hard to when he's half the reason I haven't been sleeping." Heaving a sigh, she stood and wrapped his scarf around his neck. "I'm outta here, I don't want them to come talk to me…you're welcome to join," he offered, adjusting his beanie once more.

"Where are you going?" Axel questioned, standing as well.

Roxas shrugged. "Anywhere but here."

The redhead grinned, wrapping an arm around the blond's slim shoulders. "Well, how about you come to the shop for a little? Demyx was expecting me, oh, I dunno…an hour ago?"

Feeling his mouth form a smile, he nodded. "I'd like that a lot. Lead the way."

"Honey, I'm home!" Axel announced loudly as he strode into his shop, Oblivion, Roxas following closely behind. He glanced around the cozy little shop, unwinding his scarf and unzipping his sweater, hanging them both on a hook.

"Where the fuck were you, you stupid bitch? I had to pierce two fucking tongues, you know how much I hate piercing tongues!" The voice came from the back room, and Roxas watched the doorway curiously. A tall, blond man with a mullet/mohawk hybrid emerged, sea green eyes stormy.

"Got some Starbucks, saved a life. Y'know, the usual." He held up a clear plastic cup containing a double chocolate chip frappuccino with a shot of mint that they'd picked up at a different Starbucks on the way to the shop as a peace offering.

"That better fucking be double chocolate chip with a shot of mint, dickwad," the blond muttered, snatching the cold drink from the redhead's hand.

As the two bantered, Roxas observed this new person. He was very attractive, that was for sure—there was a silver ring in his right nostril, he had gauged lobes, another set of lobe piercings (though not nearly as big), and a conch piercing under two helix. His eyes were a pretty, unusual shade of blueish green, and his dirty blond hair was interesting in a sexy kind of way. He looked as if he was steadily covering himself in tattoos—one arm was already full, shown by the loose tank top he wore, and another was at least half done. Roxas could also see tattoos on his ribs and collarbone, thanks to the way his tank top was cut.

Yes, he was most definitely hot, but Roxas preferred redheads any day.

"Who's the shorty, anyway?" Demyx demanded, sticking the straw in his mouth and taking a huge gulp.

Axel grinned. "This is Roxas Strife. I happened to save his life, and then we went for coffee, which is why I was late. He's gonna chill here for a little while."

"This shitball saved your life?" Demyx questioned the short blond, raising an eyebrow.

Roxas nodded. "Pulled me out of a bus's path…I was a little distracted."

Demyx snorted, taking another drink. "Well, don't make a habit out of nearly dying. Axel doesn't need any more excuses to be late for work," he said with a grin as he moved behind the counter, plopping down into the chair there and kicking his feet up."

The shorter blond laughed. "I make no promises."

Axel hopped up on the counter. "So, Dem, I figured you'd be gone to lunch by now. What's up with that?" he asked, eyebrow raised.

The tall blond glared. "I had to call Zexion and ask him to come later, since I wasn't sure when you'd get here! You're lucky you're here now, because he'll be here in like five minutes!"

"Wouldn't wanna keep loverboy waiting," Axel cooed, punching Demyx in the arm.

Demyx reached out and shoved him, causing him to nearly fall off the counter. "Shut up, you're just jealous because you have no luck in finding a boyfriend of your own."

Axel's eyes found Roxas' as he replied, "Nah, I think my luck might be changing."

A slight blush colored his cheeks at that, and he smiled almost shyly in return. He saw Demyx roll his eyes and pretend to gag beside Axel and chuckled, turning and busying himself looking at piercing charts.

The door opened a few moments later. A short, slate-haired guy walked in, looking slightly annoyed. He had his eyebrow pierced, as well as snakebites, and he had long bangs that covered half of his face and made him look mysterious.

"Zexy!" Demyx exclaimed, springing from his chair to run and wrap his arms around the shorter man. Zexion's face softened for a moment as he stretched onto the tips of his toes to connect their lips in a chaste kiss.

"You ready to go?" he questioned, his voice much deeper than Roxas had been expecting.

"Just let me grab my coat," the blond replied, pecking his lips once more before letting go and dashing out back.

"Hey, Zex," Axel greeted with a grin.

Zexion immediately glared at him. "You were late. I'm fucking hungry, asshat."

Axel shrugged. "Guess you'll just have to deal with it. But you guys can take as long as you want, I guess—not like I'll be bored, I have company. So eat, fuck, do whatever floats your goat," he said with a smirk, pushing off of the counter and moving to stand beside Roxas.

Zexion simply growled and rolled his eyes, not bothering to look at the redhead. And then Demyx ran back out, slipping his hand into the slate-haired male's.

"I'll be back whenever I damn-well please, since you took your time in getting here," the blond announced cheerfully to Axel, grinning widely.

"Feel free, I don't care," the redhead shrugged.

"You better not!" he exclaimed, moving toward the door. He was half outside when he turned back, smiling at Roxas. "Nice to meet you by the way, Roxas. If Axel starts acting like a dick, just stab him with a piercing needle or something!"

Roxas chuckled. "Gotcha."

They left then, and Axel waited a moment before running to the door and locking it, flipping he "Open" sign to the other side. "I don't feel like dealing with customers," he explained, seeing Roxas' curious look. "You want a piercing? 100% off discounts go to cute blonds named Roxas, today only," he added with a sly grin.

"Seriously?" he asked, a smile forming on his lips.

Axel shed his sweater, shrugging. "Why not? I'm feeling generous today," he replied, crossing his arms over his chest. The arm muscles rolled when he did so, and without the baggy sweater, it was easy to see that Axel was lean but very muscular. His plan black t-shirt emphasized his muscles in all the right places, and Roxas had to stop himself from dropping and/or swooning like a lovestruck teenaged girl. Not only at the muscles, but at the now visible tattoos. What could he say? He was a sucker for tattooed boys.

"Well then I wouldn't refuse," the blond replied, his smile growing to a full-fledged grin as he moved closer to Axel.

Eyes sparkling, the redhead directed him to sit on the cushioned table. He did as he was asked, watching as Axel sanitized his hands and got things ready.

"What do you want?" he questioned, peeking over his shoulder at the blond.

Roxas shrugged. "What do you think?"

"Well, I think you'd look sexy as hell with a nose ring, but if you don't want a facial piercing then I think that your industrial would be pretty killer," Axel replied, shrugging. "It's up to you."

Roxas toyed with his lip rings as he mulled it over. Both were piercings he'd been wanting for a long time—but hearing Axel tell him that he'd look sexy as hell with a nose ring, well…it made his decision for him.

"Fuck it, nose," he replied, grinning widely.

"Good choice," the redhead commented, opening a drawer. "Ring, right?"

"Hell yeah!"

He fished out a nose ring and opened it up, along with a clamp and needle. He squirted some petroleum jelly onto some paper towel on his tray and dipped one end of the needle in it, then produced a purple marker and turned to Roxas. "What side?"

The blue-eyed blond shrugged. "Whatever will look better."

Thinking about it for a moment, Axel then uncapped the marker and leaned close. His gloved hand moved to Roxas' face as he made a small dot on the opposite side than Roxas' lip rings were, backing away and handing him a mirror.

"Good?" he questioned.

Roxas nodded. "Good," he confirmed. He was starting to get that wonderful nervous feeling that he always got before a piercing or tattoo.

Axel got the clamp ready, grinning. "As you probably already know, the clamp is the worst part. You ready?"

The blond smirked. "Bring it on."

"Fearless. I like it," Axel commented as he clamped Roxas' nostril. It was slightly uncomfortable, but not overly so…he could deal.

Axel then reached for the needle, grin not faltering. "Close your eyes, okay?"

Roxas immediately did as he was told, eyes slipping shut. He felt Axel move closer, close enough that he felt his warm breath on his face and smell his aftershave—spicy. He was so distracted by the proximity that he was surprised then Axel moved away, removing the clamp.

"Did you do it?" he asked dumbly, glancing down.

The redhead burst out laughing. "Roxas, there's a needle still hanging out of your nose. You're telling me that you didn't feel that?"

A laugh bubbled its way out of Roxas' mouth. "Guess I was distracted. You smell good."

Shaking his head in amusement, he returned with the ring. "This might suck, okay?" he asked as he prepared to slide it in.

Roxas shrugged. "Just go for it."

Axel slid the needle out, replacing it with the ring. Roxas barely felt anything—a quick little sting, but that was it. And then the redhead but the ball in and made sure that it was tight before backing up with an appraising grin.

"Fuck, I was right. That looks hot, Roxy," he announced, handing over the mirror.

Roxas examined it, a wide smile appearing on his face. "I love it, Ax. Thank you." It wasn't even bleeding, something he was glad for.

He handed the mirror back, at which point Axel grabbed him by the hand and pulled him up, their chests smacking together. Roxas' breathing immediately picked up, seeing the smirk on the redhead's face.

"So I kinda lied, there is a small price to pay," he murmured, green eyes mischievous.

A single blond eyebrow arched upwards. "Oh? And what would that be?"

The smirk grew. "A kiss."

Slowly, Roxas' hands moved up to Axel's chest to hook around his neck, threading through his long red hair. "Hmm…I dunno, that's kinda pricey."

Axel's hands moved to the blond's hips. "But I'm a great kisser…it's a win-win situation."

Roxas toyed with the hair in his hands, blue eyes playful. "I suppose it's a fair price…" Tugging Axel's head down, he leaned closer and closer, their lips nearly touching and their breaths mingling, before veering to the side and kissing his cheek, dancing out of the redhead's grip.

Axel looked at him, smiling incredulously and lifting a hand to his cheek. "You fucking tease," he breathed, a laugh escaping him.

"I don't know what you mean," Roxas said innocently, smiling angelically. "That was a kiss. You didn't specify what kind of kiss."

Shaking his head, the redhead reached out and pulled Roxas in, pressing him against the nearest wall. "You cheeky little bastard," he whispered before leaning down and connecting their lips.

A dizzy feeling filled the blond as Axel kissed him, coaxing him to kiss back. He began to respond, reaching up to lay one hand on the redhead's cheek and tangle the other in his long hair.

It was a mutual understanding that they should both open their mouths. They did at the same time, tongues slipping out to slide against one another. Axel pushed himself flush against Roxas, easily dominating the kiss. And, honestly…it was turning Roxas on. He liked a strong man who knew what he was doing, and Axel certainly fit the part.

And so it was very reluctantly that he pulled away, breathing hard. He leaned his forehead against the redhead's, a stupid grin on his face.

"You have your web pierced," Axel commented, breathing deeply.

"I do," Roxas confirmed, grin widening. "It was my first piercing that wasn't on my ears. Easy to hide and all that jazz."

Axel smirked. "I'm impressed. I've never met anyone else with theirs…did you notice mine?"

The blond's brows knit together. "You have it too?"

Not bothering to reply with words, Axel kissed him again. Roxas automatically opened his mouth, the redhead allowing him to explore. He chuckled into the kiss when he felt a little bar under Axel's tongue, kissing him a moment longer before pulling away.

"Okay, I noticed that time," he told him, still grinning.

"You sure you don't need to check again?" Axel asked voice deepening slightly. Those acidic eyes were positively smoldering…

On one hand, Roxas didn't want their kissing to a potentially awkward situation. On the other hand…he really just wanted to make out with Axel.

"I think I might, actually," he replied in a sultry tone, hands slipping down to the redhead's muscled chest.

"I suppose I don't mind then, if it satisfies your…curiosity," Axel breathed before connecting their lips again. This kiss was slow, deep, sensual—Roxas' head was spinning, drowning in sensation. It had been too long since he'd been kissed like that; in fact, he didn't think he'd ever been kissed like that. There was just something about Axel that was so passionate and sensual, like a flame, and he was quickly growing addicted to his lips and tongue.

He groaned when he felt those lips pull away, only for it to turn into a moan as Axel started attacking his neck with nips, kisses and licks. They'd only just met, but it seemed Axel already knew how to drive him insane. His neck had always been a highly sensitive spot, along with his ears. The attention was making his knees weak, and so Axel lifted him under his bum and held him up, Roxas' legs immediately wrapping around his slim hips.

"Axel," he moaned, baring his neck further, eyes shut against the barrage of sensations as he fought to keep his body under control. He felt the redhead chuckle against his skin before his lips left the blond's neck, finding his own once more.

He wasn't sure how long they'd been aggressively making out before someone started pounding on the door. Axel pulled away and peeked around the corner, a grin pulling at the corners of his lips. "Looks like we have to cut this short, Roxy. My sisters are here."

Suddenly feeling as if he was going to die from embarrassment, he tugged his beanie down over his face as Axel set him back on the floor and headed over to unlock the door. He heard two angry exclamations of "What the hell, Axel?!" and hid himself as best he could against the wall. Naminé was gonna have a heart attack…

"Sorry, twerps…I was a little busy with a customer," Axel told them, and Roxas could practically hear the smirk.

"I don't see any customers," he heard Kairi say suspiciously.

The tall redhead chuckled. "Guess he's feeling a little shy. Come on, Roxy."

He heard Naminé's gasp before he ever stepped out, pulling his hat back up and grinning sheepishly. "Hey, guys…"

Naminé stomped over, grabbing him by the neck. "Are these hickeys?! Where you and Axel just making out?! Why wasn't I informed that you two even knew each other?!"

"Umm…"

Axel laughed, prying his sister off Roxas and wrapping an arm around his waist, possessively pulling him closer. Roxas leaned into him, blushing like a fucking virginal schoolgirl.

"Aw, Nami, we only met today! I saved his life," Axel announced proudly, still grinning. "And yes, we were just making out. Wildly. You two interrupted something amazing…I may have to kill you both."

Roxas groaned, burying his face in Axel's chest. "I wish that bus had hit me…" he mumbled, thoroughly embarrassed.

Grinning even wider, Axel grabbed him by the chin and tilted his face up, staring deeply into blue eyes. "But then you couldn't do this," he whispered, closing the distance between their lips. Cobalt eyes fluttered shut as he leaned into it, ignoring the two girly squeals of delight.

"Jeez, Nami, are you finding this as hot as I am?" he heard Kairi question, followed by a sigh.

"Oh yeah. I knew these two would go for each other if they ever met," Naminé replied, sounding proud. I was gonna introduce them, but I guess I don't have to anymore."

Axel slowly pulled away, chuckling. "Why are you two still here? I'm a little busy, as you can see." He hugged Roxas closer, surrounding him with his sharp scent.

Roxas' phone started buzzing at that moment. Disentangling himself from the redhead, he walked to the other side of the store and pulled it from his pocket, rolling his eyes when he saw that it was Ven.

"What, Ventus?" he snapped, leaning against the wall.

"Sheesh, who pissed in your corn flakes? No need to bite my head off because you woke up on the wrong side of the bed," his twin muttered on the other line.

"I wonder whose fault that is," he growled, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Thanks to you and your dickhole of a boyfriend, I've barely slept this week! So don't even go there with me, Ventus."

There was a sigh. "Look, I'm sorry. We'll try to keep it down."

"Or you could try going to his place for a change, now there's an idea," he grumbled, sighing. "Now is there a specific reason you're calling me? I'm kinda busy?"

At that, he could just imagine the shit-eating grin on his brother's face. "Oh, busy with that redhead we saw you with? The one Xion said saved your life?"

He rolled his eyes. "I'm at his piercing parlor with him and his sisters, who happen to be Kairi and Naminé if you must know, you nosy bastard."

"Huh. What are the odds?" he asked rhetorically. "Anyway, Van, Sora, Riku and I wanna go to the bar tonight, and we wanted to know if you wanted to come. You can bring your boytoy if you want."

Roxas growled. "His name is Axel and he isn't my boytoy," he hissed softly through his teeth.

"Whatever. You game?"

After a moment, he sighed. "Maybe. I'll call or text you when I know for sure."

"Alright, bro. I really am sorry about keeping you up, I'll try not to let it happen again. I love you," he said softly.

Damn him, Roxas thought as he found himself unable to be annoyed any longer. It was hard to stay mad at his younger twin for long—always had been. "Yeah, love you too. I'll see you when you get home."

"See ya, Rox."

He hung up then, tucking his phone back into his pocket.

"What was that all about?" Axel questioned as Roxas made his way back over.

The blond sighed. "It was Ventus. He wanted to know if I wanted to go to the bar with him and the others tonight…" He glanced up shyly from under his eyelashes. "He said you could come if you wanted to."

"How long? I can't leave my dog alone for too long—" he began, but was quickly cut off by Naminé and Kairi exclaiming, "We'll watch her!" in unison.

Axel looked shocked. "Really?"

They nodded together. "We'll bring her to our house tonight. Don't you worry, we'll take good care of Fuego!"

The tall man turned to Roxas with a grin. "You want me to come?"

"Of course," the blond replied, blushing. "I'd have more fun with you there." God, why did Axel make him so nervous and jittery?

The redhead grinned. "Then I guess it's settled. Any place I should meet you?"

"I'll text you my address," he promised, smiling. "But I should get going, I have things to do…" Feeling bold, he reached up and grabbed Axel by the neck, pulling him down and kissing him deeply. It lasted only a few seconds before he pulled away, smirking. "See you tonight, Ax. Maybe I'll show you my tattoos."

Axel was left with his mouth hanging open, while both Kairi and Naminé pulled Roxas in for a hug. "Text us sometime so that we can hang out!" Naminé told him with a kind smile.

"Yeah, it's been too long," Kairi agreed.

Smiling, Roxas nodded. "Sure thing.

They let go, and he made his way to the door. He paused there, turning to face Axel. "Thanks for the nose piercing…I still feel as if I owe you," he admitted, chuckling.

Seemingly recovered, Axel smirked. "We can discuss further payment tonight," he replied with a wink, causing Roxas' body to heat up at the implications of those words. Goddamn.

Nodding, he blew a kiss to Axel and waved to the girls before pulling his sweater and scarf on as he made his way down the street toward his house.

He was suddenly very much looking forward to going out tonight.

a/n: Hehehe how was the first part? Long, I know xD the next one will be slightly shorter, but that's where all the, er...fun stuff happens! *dies*

Next chapter will be up sometime later, along with more AkuRoku stuff (if I finish it all...sigh) so I hope you all enjoy my contributions to AkuRoku day 2013!

Until next time!

~AFOM

(on a side note, I have all of Roxas' piercings other than the spiderbites, which I want anyway :3)