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Love:: Misunderstanding
By : hachi-miitsu
Category: Kingdom Hearts > AU - Alternate Universe
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Chapter 13: Girls, and Boys, and Grey Areas
Nobody except the staff knew his mom had passed away yet. He could tell by the way his peers ignored him and the professors all cast furtive glances of pity in his general direction. Some even ventured a shoulder squeeze.
He was glad though, for all intents and purposes. Rumors had a nasty habit of distorting when they spread; in high school, at work, on the street. It didn't matter and it was only a matter of time before he attracted whispers that would dog his every step and assumptions that would defame a character he hadn't built for himself yet.
They trudged through the gates early, which meant time to dink around. Not that Roxas really took it. Axel tried to tail him but with a flick of his wrists, Roxas shooed the redhead away so he could see his other friends.
Roxas could sense their distaste, no matter how much Axel tried to shelter him. And it would be nice to gather his thoughts before facing this environment that had once felt normal. For that, some alone time was needed.
Roxas watched him leave with an expression that said Axel would've much rather stayed by his side, but as a perky brunette boy who always hung around Riku bounded up and poked him in the chest, Roxas knew he'd made the right decision.
Axel needed a life too. He didn't want to tie Axel down. And they weren't a…well, they weren't an official item. They were…God, he didn't even know.
Lovers?
Friends?
Friendly Lemonies?
He muffled a laugh and ducked his head as a cluster of girls cut him a glare. He hustled towards the door.
That is, he tried. In reality, he took one step and promptly smacked into something. Whatever it was stayed solid while Roxas sprawled to the ground in a dazed heap. He rubbed his sore noggin then stared forward at some darkly knees. Blue eyes followed said knees up and Roxas had to bite his lip in order to stifle a whistle.
Ye Gods, and lack of tampons.
The thing…er person glanced down at Roxas from beneath pinkish bangs that shimmered when he brushed them back.
That captivating hair cascaded around an androgynous face and stopped just at his shoulders in razored layers. He was definitely tall and more than a little handsome, but there was something deeper than darkness that surrounded him. His condescending eyes made one forget for a moment that they were standing on solid ground. It was…. Compelling, in a way…
The daunting figure smiled coolly but didn't reach a hand out to help Roxas to his feet. The blonde glanced over his shoulder at the sound of a muted scuffle. Axel, furious and fighting the anxious arms of his friends, was gearing up to barrel over.
Two more boys stepped out from behind the glacial figure Roxas face-planted against. They flanked him nonchalantly and Roxas noted that they weren't quite so bad looking either.
Both had varying shades of hair in different lengths and styles.
One had ocean blue about as long as the first boy, but there was no questioning his gender. He stood with his arms crossed and towered above Roxas with all the ease of an obelisk. What looked like scars, or tattoos—…or both—snaked across his face in a menacing pattern. He was big, and bulking, and fuck-me-dead-scary. Orange-yellow globes glowered calmly with practiced malice.
The other one wasn't quite so scary, but still carried a lethal air about him. If Roxas were standing on his feet, he'd be just about equal in height to this guy. His features were a lot more feminine, with an angled pale face and slate-grey hair that reached just past his chin. It was parted to one side so that only the right eye could be seen, but the effect was no less intimidating. He clutched a book in his hands that looked big enough to clobber a baby seal with. His was, overall, a look that made Roxas want to run a hand through his hair and tuck in his clothes for good measure.
All three were unsettling…
Roxas snorted. "Why is it always in groups", he muttered.
"What was that?" The first aggressor's scrupulous features morphed into an ugly sneer. "You have something to say?"
Roxas curled his lip. Maybe he might have felt threatened before, but playground bullies were nothing more than that now; child's play. "Yeah. I did. Why the fuckdo I always get attacked by people who have to have a fucking posse around when they do it? Does it make you feel strong, huh? Or does the pink hair do that for you already?"
Eye's glittering, the figure gestured. "Saix, Zexion, let's take out the trash shall we?"
The two perked up at their respective names and bent to haul the blonde up, one by each arm.
"Can't we all just get along", Roxas drawled.
"Can it, blade fodder", the one called Saix all snarled the command.
Roxas balked, coming to his senses as a knife suddenly nudged his adam's apple. Roxas's own was tucked in his pocket, out of reach. He swallowed, some of his fight dampening. As if this weren't enough, Saix drew the blade back and licked it while raking Roxas with a meaningful glare. "Real big man now, aren't ya", he sneered.
The other one—who Roxas so cleverly deduced was Zexion—shuddered. "Let's not make this anymore gruesome than it has to be. I hate getting my hands dirty."
The taller boy tsked, casting a final, wistful glance at his knife then tucking it into his back pocket again.
Marluxia tapped his chin thoughtfully. "What was it you were saying before? No, wait. I don't care." He glanced between his two boys. "So, what'll it be this week children? A dip in the trashcan? Solitary confinement in a marooned locker somewhere?"
The others chuckled.
"Hey, wait. Let's be reasonable about this. Come on, it was an accident. You got in my way."Roxas fidgeted a little. If he could just—
"Accident", Marluxia carried on in mock astonishment, "Accident? I got in yourway? Do you even know who I am?"
Roxas blinked. "Nope."
A sharp crack, the leader shook his hand to ease the sting and simpered at the mark he'd left on Roxas's cheek. "The name is Marluxia, worm. You'd do well to commit it to memory."
Roxas winced and fought back the tears but couldn't quell the whole flood while he worked his smarting jaw. He looked around, felt like a helpless ass being led to slaughter. The whole cafeteria was still now, watching their little performance with a sickening glee that was exclusive to teenagers.
"Oh, no one will help you. I run this school." He examined his fingernails.
"Since when", Roxas growled. He might've been clueless but he'd have remembered seeing someone with pink hair.
"Since last week."
Oh…
Marluxia tilted back his head and belted out a mocking laugh that boiled down to a startled gurgle. In that short time Axel had weaseled his way past the trio's defenses and snuck up behind the gloating teenager who was drunk on his pseudo reign.
Axel held him in a headlock and hissed three words that carried a ringing gravity. "Let him go." He jerked Marluxia's head for emphasis, making the other gag.
The onlookers held their breath as a moment passed. Then two.
Zexion and Saix exchanged a look behind Roxas. When Marluxia could stand it no longer, he tapped weakly at Axel's arm to loosen his grip. With green eyes ablaze, Axel allowed Marluxia to draw in a single breathe and give a signal to his cronies.
Roxas was shoved forward at the same instance Marluxia got dropped. Axel caught the blonde against his chest and cradled him there as he attempted to regain control of shaking legs. "Son of a bitch…" The blonde massaged his throat then shoved Axel back. He spun around, face livid, hand fishing for his knife.
Fuck pussyfooting around. They wanted a fight? They'd get one. He wrapped his fingers around the shock of cold steel in his pocket and was about to pull it out when Axel gripped his elbow. The redhead cut him with a hard look until Roxas relaxed.
"Father says hi."
Axel's head jerked up at Marluxia's words then his lips curled into a lazy smirk. The pinkette's triumphant leer faltered as he said, "It has been a while hasn't it?"
"We're keeping your cell open", Marluxia spat. His eyes flicked to Roxas then hardened. "Just in case."
The five males bristled at one another again when a bustling in the crowd commanded everyone's immediate attention.
"What is going on here!" They flinched as Principal Maleficent elbowed her way to the front of the docile mob. "Fighting is against the rules. Get to class", she snapped in a controlled hiss.
Marluxia and the other two glowered sourly. It seemed that nobody had ever argued with the steely woman before and won. Rumors alleged that she turned into a dragon and snapped up problem students as a side hobby. They were just rumors.
"Now, gentlemen." She puffed up and widened her eyes to emphasize her next point.
Then again… it's said that there's a degree of truth in every hearsay.
Not wanting to find out just how much of the gossips were true, all involved shuffled off in their respective directions, pausing long enough to push open the heavy doors.
"This isn't over Katoku. I suggest you keep a tighter leash on your new bitch from now on, or else he might just get caught in an… unfortunate accident."
"Just try it pretty boy", Roxas spat.
The threat simmered in the air for a moment before the trio turned. Axel lunged forward as if to settle the dispute there and then, but Roxas snagged his arm and pulled him back.
"Don't. I've got it." The blonde released him and flexed his hand around the knife in his pocket.
"Meguriaukagi, wait." He turned back at the principle's call, coming when she gestured for him. "I understand your circumstances", she murmured in a low, stern tone. "But don't think that lets you off the hook to start shenanigans. You hear me, child?"
"Yes ma'am", Roxas grit through his teeth. His fist clenched and unclenched in his pocket.
She glanced down then met his eyes again, nodding. "I know it's hard, losing a loved one. But you're tough. You'll pull through. Off you go then." She patted his shoulder.
You don't know anything, he wanted to shout. You have no fucking idea, he wanted to rail. In the end, Roxas set his jaw at her solemn expression. He had no choice but to pull through. The alternative was unacceptable.
Axel didn't say anything as Roxas rejoined him. He plucked Roxas's hand out of the boy's pocket and gave it a squeeze before tucking it in the crook of his arm. Roxas didn't pull away as they walked through the crowded halls toward homeroom. The stares the two attracted were a mixture of disgust and gleaming fan-girly insanity.
"Awwe, that's so cute. You two make a really cute couple!"
"Ew, that's nasty. Go jump off a cliff, you fucking faggots."
The swirling myriad of insults and compliments made Roxas's ears ring. He cringed when he felt a loogie hawk itself into his hair. "Oh, come on", he groused.
Axel whipped around and scanned the crowd for the offender, but it was impossible to pinpoint anything in the sea of bodies.
Like two shipwreck survivors , they waded into the classroom. After a moment, Axel smiled down at Roxas and handed him a handkerchief. Roxas swiped at the boogery mess in his hair as he asked, "More friends of yours?"
Axel rolled his eyes. "Hardly."
"Who was he?"
"Son of the police chief", the redhead muttered. "And he makes sure no one forgets it." Axel chewed on the inside of his cheek as he glanced around. "Must've transferred here while we were out."
The blonde mulled this over while he finished toweling himself clean in silence. Afterwards he somehow managed to force his face to hitch itself into a grin.
As far as everyone else was concerned, Roxas was a whiney little boy in need of protecting. The blonde could feel his blood throbbing contrary to this however.
Cut them. Break them. Show them a taste of your power. You've been reborn boy.
"Use the element of surprise to your advantage. It's one of the only things you've got."
Axel's voice rang in his ears. Roxas scowled, realizing how right he'd been at the time. For now, it would do to let them think what they would. It was better to keep his head down.
Axel watched him carefully in his peripheral, the expressions that flitted across his face reflecting the blonde's inner struggle.
"Do you want to go back home?"
Roxas shook his head, tucking his trembling hands back in his pockets after he gave the hanky back. "I'm alright."
"You sure?"
"I said I'm alright", Roxas snapped. He pressed his lips together as Axel's hands shot up.
"Ok. Ok, we'll get through the day then. Come on, let's…let's sit down."
Roxas allowed himself to be led to their spots. Just as they managed to settle themselves in, a shout sounded from the hall. A blonde who seemed the epitome of organized chaos careened through the teens and toppled unceremoniously through the door.
There were only a few students in the room and they regarded him with annoyance. Roxas blinked, mildly surprised that nobody was jumping for their cellphones to report a rabid animal had escaped from the zoo.
True to his form, the boy jumped to his feet and rushed at Axel. Roxas tensed at the blur of red in his peripherals as Axel got up and locked arms with the blonde in what first seemed like aggression. But as he opened his mouth, Roxas realized these two were friends.
He had been one of the ones sitting with Axel at lunch that first day.
"You ballsy bastard", he howled.
Roxas blinked again.
Axel grinned and clocked him over the head affectionately.
"I can't believe you! Are you retarded or something", he pressed.
"Not as retarded as you. Remember Dem, I'm not the one who got drunk and spooned a penguin."
Demyx's face scrunched. "Will you ever let me live that down?"
Axel scoffed. "The answer that you're probably looking for is: 'Sure, Demy-boy. I'll let this dead dog lie.' The answer that you're going to get however is: 'eeeeh,no!"
"First, it was a plushy. Second, it was an emperor penguin. They don't count. And third, those are Sora's parties. Weird shit happening is the trademark of the beast."
"Shove it up your ass, plushy pusher."
"That's not my department Ax. That's yours."
Axel answered by swinging at the blond again.
Roxas's eyes widened as the two exchanged more friendly insults.
Axel felt the blonde's gaze and shushed the rambunctious boy so he could make introductions. "Dem, meet Rox."
"Roxas", he corrected tersely.
Demyx quirked an eyebrow and held out his hand with a toothy, welcoming grin. Roxas frowned at it until Axel hauled him up and pinched his ass. The teen yelped and grabbed for his posterior, shooting the redhead a snarl.
"Lighten up kid, you're among friends."
Friends…
Roxas drooped, his expression pinching before he reached forward with his right to meet Demyx's left. He paused a hairsbreadth away, but Demyx pulled him the rest of the way into a crushing bear hug.
The shortest gulped and flailed for air, then his head snapped back as Demyx held him at arm's length for closer inspection. Roxas's cheeks tinged pink with self-conscious embarrassment as Demyx's eyes roamed every inch of his body. The expression on his face noted the proverbial third arm sprouting from Roxas's forehead.
"So, who are you?"
The other blonde was startled into meeting his gaze head on. Demyx's brow was creased and in the few minutes that Roxas had spent in his company, he could tell this was a rare expression.
"I-I'm Roxas weren't you listening?"
Demyx eyed him and his lips twisted to one side. "Not like that. I meant who are you", he jabbed his thumb at Axel who looked half-amused, half offended. "To jerk-o over there. Axel hasn't joked like that with anybody since—"
"Okaaaay", Axel cut in with a drawl. "Enough already, you're gonna give the poor kid a freaking complex."
Axel reclaimed Roxas's arm and pulled him back to his side. But now Roxas couldn't stop staring at Demyx. He swallowed. There was something else Axel hadn't told him? Well, there was a lot, granted. But… What was the deal with that? Axel was one of the cuddliest people Roxas had ever met.
The professor stepped through the door and threw a pointed glance in their direction, silently squelching all prospective conversation."Mr. Shirabe", she quipped in a bored tone, "Get going. The final bell is about to ring in…" She looked at her watch for a second while the bell rang shrilly. "Oops. Too late."
Demyx grumbled and went to the front of the class to collect his detention slip for tardiness. He grinned back at the duo as they took their seats. "At least it's not the buckets this time."
"Mr. Shirabeeeee", the professor sang in warning.
"Yeah, yeah I'm going."
With that he stepped out and class started.
The professor set an armload of papers on her desk; shuffling them, separating them out into piles of pop-quiz pain when Demyx poked his head in one more time.
"Oh and—"
A marker whizzed through the air and hit him square in the forehead with deadly accuracy. His neck snapped back and a sound escaped his lips, vaguely resembling "hrrderk". Offended, he poked at the red mark he now sported then glared at the professor who was hefting another one.
"If you aren't gone by the count of three, it'll be a week's detention this time."
He pouted his lip, but didn't let her get past one before he disappeared again.
Roxas leaned over. Without glancing over at him, Axel mirrored the gesture. "What's the deal about the buckets", he whispered.
The redhead smirked. "We've still got corporal punishment here."
Roxas winced. Back in his old district, you just had to clean out erasers and do some other duties that were relegated for minor delinquents and transgressions.
"Yeah", Axel breathed. "Sometimes these stuffy pricks make us stand outside, holding two buckets filled with water."
"How long?"
"However long the professor says to."
Roxas cringed and rubbed his arms in sympathy.
Axel winked and flexed his muscles, a silent show to let Roxas know he'd martyred himself to the cause more than once. Their heads popped up as the door slid back once again. The professor turned on a dime and the marker flew from her hands at such a speed, it was barely visible. There was a poignant slapas the target in question caught it and twirled it with ease. The figure stepped in and waved an orange call slip, causing the professor to scowl thoughtfully.
"That's the second one in as many weeks," she mumbled while motioning the figure forward.
The person shouldered the backpack more securely and stepped up to the front for the tedium of introduction. At first glance, the person looked feminine so Roxas looked down again. Until he spoke…
"Xion Shio."
The voice wasn't too deep, but was low enough that you could tell he was male. He bowed, his smile soft and unassuming as he tucked his short raven hair behind one ear in a very feminine gesture.
Had Roxas been paying attention, he would've noticed Axel's immediate agitation from the time the other guy stepped into the room. Had Roxas been paying attention he would've seen how hard the redhead had his knuckles clenched, and how painfully his eyes scrutinized the other boy's every move. Had Roxas been just a little more aware…
Well, shoulda-woulda-coulda right?
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Marluxia coughed and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "Jesus Christ…"
He craned his neck and blinked hard at the familiar figure who was so utterly different in almost every way as he walked down the hallway with a swish in his hips…. Almost…
"Dude", Saix grunted. "You alright?"
Marluxia swallowed, his eyes narrowing as he cocked his hip. "Fine. Just…fine."
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For the second time that morning Axel became nothing more than a red blur as he shot out of his seat. Roxas's eyes widened as he looked over and followed him without getting up. Even if he'd tried, he couldn't catch up with the way Axel hustled from the room.
The boy named Xion also watched him go, though with a less surprised expression. It was as if he knew his presence would throw the redhead off. The teacher huffed in irritation and motioned for Xion to sit in the seat Axel had just vacated.
Roxas felt irritation prickle his skin as Xion plopped into the plastic chair, tossing the blonde a friendly, albeit sheepish grin, before facing forward to focus on the impending lecture.
Roxas hadn't torn his eyes away thought. That was the only reason he caught the words. Xion's lips barely moved but Roxas got the message as clearly as if the boy was hissing softly right into his ear.
"So you're his new plaything, huh? Well move over, because I'm back. And he'll be mine again in no time."
Roxas balked and glared at him, a cold weight settling in his stomach… How did this guy know that Axel and he were…what? That they'd slept together…
The blonde glanced furtively down at his body. He'd covered the marks, the …blech! The glow wasn't there, it'd burned away when they'd faced off with Marluxia, so how? There were no obvious signs …were there? Did he just scream 'faggot' now?
No. Of course not. That was…silly. Yeah. It was silly. His hand drifted up to massage the hickies he'd covered with make-up. Even if they were visible, they could've been from some girl! They didn't mean anything. His cheeks burned.
How did Xion know…?
"Oh, a very select few have ever taken Axel to bed. And only those of us who have can recognize it in another. But don't get too comfortable. You won't be occupying that spot for long." Xion flicked his dark eyes at Roxas then back up to the front. The friendly smile curdled into a sly smirk.
Roxas felt the sudden, petty urge to slap that cocky expression right off his pretty face.
Who the hell was this guy? More importantly…what had he been to Axel?

Xion finally reveals her…*cough* himself!!! My readers before, what do you think?
My readers after, what do YOU think? You may have been wondering why I decided to switch sexes for a certain character from the KH games from female to male. No, this isn't some weird m-preg thing (no offense, each to his…er…her[?] own!).
There is a logical explanation to this. I had an experience with someone from my childhood having a sex change. We went to grade school together and as far as I had known he had always been a guy. I moved for a couple of years but came back to do middle school in the same area and imagine my surprise! He turned into a she! He had been hermaphroditic that whole time and even though he was one of my closest friends I hadn't ever known. Through the entire situation and all the ridicule, he carried himself with a grace and a dignity that I envy and admire. My reasons for including Xion in this story are kind of selfish because I wanna try and put myself in his shoes but in areverse kind of situation.
So please bear with me dear reader. ^-^ Daniel this is for you! And no, you aren't a conniving bitchy character. I just gotta paint Xion that way. On with the stuffff…this chapter is short, I know. But its laying groundwork for more!
Typos are, as ever, my enemies and I shall obliterate them in due time.
That said, review? :3
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