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The House of Chanterelle	By : HarliqueenNight Category: Kingdom Hearts > Slash/Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2667 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The House of Chanterelle
Episode One
"The Moth and Flame"
Twenty Years Later…
"Axel, I'm sorry but I can't commit to this relationship like you want me to."
"What are you talkin' about now, Larx? What commitment?"
"Well, you've been so moody since you became vice president at your dad's company and you've spent so much of that time with Riku! I think we need a break!"
Axel snorted. He saw where this was going. "Larxene, we don't need a break. Just say it already so we can all get on with our lives."
She gave a strange sort of expression that was a mix of a glare and a pout. "Alright! I can't do this anymore! I'm seeing someone else!"
"See, that wasn't so hard. Oh wait, I have to act surprised. Give me second." Axel cleared his throat. "Oh, I can't believe you would do something like this to me! Oh my god, you're such a whore!"
"This is why I can't stand being with you anymore, Axel! You're such an asshole now! You think you're so great and here I am trying to make this easier on both of us out of the goodness of my heart. I didn't want to hurt you Ax!"
"Of course you didn't actually want to hurt me, you just happened to stumble upon that particular nerve while you had another cock between your legs," He replied calmly.
"Axel, don't make this hard on me! Don't make it all my fault."
"Hey, you're acting as if I'm beggin you to stay, babe. Here, I'll make it all easy for you!" He went to the door and opened it. "Look girl, the doors open! Come on, you can do it. Get through the door like good girl; I'll give you treat if you do it! Come on!"
Larxene almost growled at his dog calls. She hadn't planned on this being Axel breaking up with her. How had it gotten turned around? "Don't do this with me, Axel. I hate to say it and its really stupid of me, but I do love you."
"Very funny," he said blandly. "To be technical, you did this; you're the one who's cheating. Now, the door's open. You're either stayin' or leavin', babe. It can't be both."
She rolled her eyes. "Fine! I'll be back when you get your fucking head out of your ass!" she grabbed her purse and walked through the door with her nose in the air.
Axel shut the door behind her hitting her on her Dolce & Gabana clad ass. He smirked when he heard her stumble in her heels.
"You son of a bitch!" he heard her scream.
"Ugh! You're still there!"
He heard her stomp off fussing about ignorant redheads. Axel leaned back against the door and put a thin cigar to his lips.
"At least that wasn't dramatic," he muttered lightening the cigar.
Even as a man, Axel had to admit that he had been wounded by Larxene's infidelity. It was a blow to his pride more than anything considering how hard he had worked on her. He had everything anyone could want. He had his own place, a nice car, his own money and a future that guaranteed his success. He was wealthy and on his way to being one of the most powerful men in the country. So what had he done to drive Larxene into some other bastard's arms? He guessed it was the fact that even with all the time they had been together, Axel never said not felt any type of love for Larxene. He cared…but not the way he should have.
He had met her at a party with his dad's well-to-do friends. He had been expected to take an interest in her and she made it pretty obvious that she wanted him. Hell, their first copulation had been in the bathroom on that exact night. She was more of a trophy girl than anything worth keeping. Yet, as expectations grew, they had been forced into a faux pas relationship where it was agreed that since they had screwed once they had to be together as girlfriend and boyfriend.
Anyone could see that Larxene was a slut, and anyone could see that Axel's tastes were a little bit classier than just a bathroom fuck. Larxene just happened to be wearing that black dress a little too well after he had one too many glasses of wine. After that, she was expected to be his model wife for when he took over the company from his father. Turning Larxene's college slut, gold digging ways into actual girlfriend material had been quite the effort on his part. So much for that project was all that could be said. Oh well, Axel hated looking at his old work anyway.
He needed a new project, something fresh to keep him occupied until his father found him another debutant to toy with. A bored Axel was not pleasant to have around and was an expensive hazard to his father's reputation. Axel was a perfect person who liked to temper things to perfection with the fires of his own hands and attention. He was a craftsman. When he chose a project to forge into his own creation, the heat was always too much and they always became disillusion about his feelings for them. That flammable boredom was the reason he had taken up his fellow co-workers offer to go out that night. It was also this reason that he had been pulled into the dark passion play that is this story.
The evening was quiet and it was raining again. It was a light passing storm that would leave the air hot and sticky. The city had slipped into hot nights and sunny days as April slipped into May. It was a nice reprieve to have it raining in the early evening. Axel didn't even realize he had fallen asleep until his watch went off with its annoying beeping. The poor piece of jewelry met a swift end against the wall. He got up painfully slowly from his comfortable bed, his spine popping along the way. He still felt tired with having slept for only a few hours. He had about an hour before Riku and Yuna showed up. Enough time to make his zombie like appearance look presentable for whatever club he was being dragged to.
He took a good hot shower trying to steam the sleep away from his eyes ad blow dried his unruly hair. Axel had always been careful about his appearance. Who in the business world wasn't? True enough his blood tinted hair was forever wild, untamable but always clean, soft and ready for questing fingers to run through it. His richly tanned skin was well taken care of and glowed with youth and good health. His body was…well he preferred to say lean but others would say skinny. It was not unhealthy, just surprising for someone who lived so well. He may have been skinny but everyone knew there was strength lying just beneath that brown sugar skin.
He looked into his sleep deprived eyes and stuck his tongue out as his reflection. Silently, he promised himself that when he got home, he would burn the sheets and flip the mattress so that he could sleep in his own bed and not smell Larxene's crappy overpriced perfume. It was starting to get on his nerves now that the girl had been gone for nearly two weeks now. Having her smell embedded in his pillows was starting to make him feel sick and admit to things he didn't want to.
Axel picked out a dark wine red dress shirt with a pair of loose slacks to wear out. He wanted to be comfortable and had no intention of putting on his tailor-made leisure suits for a night out. That was just unnecessary since he wasn't in his hunting mood and god knows he didn't need some drunken girl getting alcohol on him. He slipped a gold chain around his neck with a chakram pendent dangling from it. By the time Riku knocked on his door, he was toeing on his shoes. He answered the door and blinked in surprise. Not for Riku mind you, though the man did look attractive, but for Yuna who stood next to him with a warm smile on her face. She beamed at him with her hands in front of her modestly, her petite body covered by a pink Chinese dress patterned down with white butterflies. It hugged her form tightly and pronounced all those sexy curves that were normally hidden by her everyday office clothes. Her short hair was pulled back and pinned up leaving only few brown strands dangling from her face. Axel often found himself staring at Yuna longer than he should have, especially at her eyes. She had the most gorgeous eyes, one the color of a winter sky while the other could make the Caribbean sea jealous. But Yuna was a good girl and Axel never liked to soil the good ones. She would make someone a wonderful wife someday.
"You look good, Axel," she said sweetly with a wink. "Very handsome as usual!"
"Not so bad yourself! I almost hate that we're co-workers, Yuna baby." Axel looked at Riku who was rolling his eyes. "Riku, please tell me all the girls that work there dress like this. Is this really their uniform?"
"Of course it is; you know Yuna would never wear something this scandalous without it being necessary." Riky said with a smirk.
"Oh stop flattering me, you both know I have a boyfriend. Now let's go. I have to be on time for opening or I'll get in trouble!"
Axel looked at his watch. "What place doesn't open until eight at night?"
"You heard the lady, move your ass," Riku said ignoring his question.
Axel made mocking faces behind Riku's back. Yuna chatted excitedly as Riku drove them to the club. She kept saying how much he would love it there. He was sure he'd hate it by the time they got there if she didn't stop telling him about it. Riku swung the car into the crowded parking lot. Axel had never seen so many limos and classy cars in one place or so many well dressed people. Hell, the last time he was among the social elite of this caliber was when he and Larxene were forced to appear at that dumb corporate mixer and that was nearly two years ago. He usually tended to steer clear of socialites; they were worse than normal people. He got the feeling he was going to hate this place after all.
Riky parked the car ad opened the door for Yuna like a true gentleman. Once axel had gotten out, Yuna had taken his arm and led him into the entrance where he saw other girls dressed like her flocking in past groping hands and suggestive smirks. They were all drop-dead gorgeous in those outfits and demanded attention the way they floated together in a huge flock. They passed through the wall-like gate and when Axel saw the actual building his jaw dropped before he could save face. It was beautiful. A large Chinese palace painted bright red with pain and glowing with gorgeous lamps. Music and lights filled the walkway to the palace while the sky was lit up with fireworks of various colors. A large glowing sign sparkled in the night showing a butterfly taking off from the top off an oddly shaped mushroom.
"Wow," Axel laughed. "Riku, I have to give you props. I am thoroughly impressed."
Yuna giggled. "We told you it was wonderful. Oh I just love working here!"
"I bet, all this pizzazz would make anyone happy."
She nodded. "I have to go with the other girls and start work. Give me your hand."
Axel curiously gave it to her while taking in the lights, sounds, and nice bodies floating around. Yuna stamped his hand with a black ink butterfly and kissed it leaving a perfect outline of her pink lipstick. He looked at her in confusion but she only smiled.
"This is your ticket for a one night fantasy. Hope you brought something to tip the masseuse!"
"Right, I'll make Riku pay for it!"
"Sorry, but my money's going to feed my own bad habits," Riku said coolly.
"Fine, leave me hanging," he looked at the lipstick. "Seriously, what is this for Yuna?"
She winked. "It'll let you get a special type of treatment tonight on me! You could really use it after that whole Larxene fiasco!"
"Thanks I think."
"Oh you'll want to do more than thank me once you've had your night with a butterfly. Now, I gotta get to work! Stick with Riku; he knows where to go."
Axel looked at Riky suspiciously but the silver haired man simply shook his head with a smile. Yuna went to join the steady stream of uniformed girls who took a different entrance. Axel followed Riku as they were caught in the stream of people entering Chanterelle. The inside was just as impressive. They traveled down a long hall of display cages where both men and women sat like alluring dolls in a toy shop of fantasy. Pouty lips, sultry eyes, and lust worthy flesh called to the passerby with words of welcome. All of them showed their best smiles and even though they were fully clothed in elegant robes, they were positively seductive. Their appeal was mystery. What was beneath those robes of expensive fabric? What were they hiding in those coy smiles? What were those delicate hands capable of once they had a body to mold? Axel might as well have been turned around by all their ethereal faces. He didn't know which way was up or down under their gaze.
He passed by one of the cages and felt someone grab his hand. A woman was there with brown eyes that held a strange flame and boldness that he hardly saw in women. They were like magic if it could be given tangible form. The woman drew him closer to her, her gold clad feet stepping closer to the cage. Her hair swayed gently behind her touching her lower back in a high ponytail. The outfit she wore left much exposed displaying as much of that cinnamon skin as possible. She leaned close and he could smell the fragrance of desert sands and mythical nights. She kissed him gently her mouth supple and sweet, red like pomegranate. Axel slid his hand through the bars and grasped that tiny waist wanting to taste more of this desert flower and drown in the sensation. Oh god, was the only thought he had. How could any human have such a sweet taste? How could the desert taste so delicious?
"Axel!" Riku called jerking him out of the woman's arms.
Axel blinked a few times trying to come out of the haze he'd fell into. He looked at the woman who slid slowly down to the ground like a coiling snake and stared up at him with hypnotic eyes. Her exotic appearance made him want to go back over there. He laughed in astonishment.
"You gotta be more careful," Riku warned. "You tend to get distracted real easy in this place!"
"I'll say," Axel smirked when the woman stretched out and lay back on her elbows showing the curve of her body. "How much for that one?"
"Don't even think about it. These are just the displays. They make you want everything you see here plus everything you don't."
Axel laughed and put his arm around Riku. "I will never know how you managed to keep this from me!"
Riku drug him through the crowd of guests where they stopped at a set of gold trimmed doors where too beautiful identical girls in finely tailored kimonos sat on the floor. One was beautiful blond little thing, her hair pulled up in pretty ornaments and barrettes. Her eyes were so bright and innocent and were of the purest lavender he'd ever seen on anyone. Just beneath them were two black tears painted symmetrically on her cheeks. The other was a smoldering blue eyes beauty with hair the color of rich cherry licorice. She also had the tears painted on her face but her expression showed a deeper knowledge of things better left to private conversation. They smiled together and stood up from the floor in perfect time.
Riky leaned over to Axel. "That's Kairi and Naminé, the Burmese Jexebels."
"The what now?"
"They're 'Butterflies,' Axel. They're called the Burmese Jezebels. Strict women of power that make sure the rules of the House aren't broken."
"I'd break a few rules on them alright."
"You'd do it by yourself," Riku scoffed. "You'd do it by yourself. I wouldn't screw around with them if they paid me to!"
"Why not?"
"They're cold blooded killers."
"What?"
"Quiet," he whispered.
"Good evening ladies and gentlemen," they said together. "Whether it be those who are new or those returning, the Burmese Jezebels would like to welcome you to the House of Chanterelle."
"Whisper your fantasy to us and we will make it come true," Naminé said sweetly.
"Choose your poison and we shall slay you before the night is over," Kairi said in a sultry voice.
They spoke in sync again. "But the rules of the house still apply even to those who are new."
Axel arched a fine brow at all the impatient men and women around he and Riku. "Jeez, are all these people that desperate for a little attention?"
"Heh, desperation has nothing to do with it."
"Here are rules for those poor souls who have wandered in from the cruel outside world," they're voices took a more serious tone. "It is a special night; it is the White Imperial's choice so please be prudent with your desires lest you scare them away. Once you enter here you have the freedom to enjoy whatever pleasures you will, but you will not fight, you will not disgrace this house, and you will not harm our butterflies. The madam sees and the madame knows. Tear a single wing asunder and you will wish you never knew of this place."
"And that means?" Axel asked Riku softly.
"It means don't get carried away. These are not whores; you don't abuse them like you would a common prostitute. Some pretty sick people have passed though here and have disappeared just as quickly. No one messes with Madam Valkyrie or her butterfly collection."
"If you are to stay the night and enjoy the kiss of Chanterelle, be warned. Once the gates are closed and the red lights are on, you are not to leave this place. We ask that you enjoy your stay and follow the rules. If you do otherwise…"
Kairi's eyes turned cold and she spoke alone. "The world that you have built for yourself will be destroyed."
Axel gave Riku a hesitant look which he laughed at. "It just mean that if you screw up here, you can kiss everything you have goodbye. I've seen people lose whole fortunes and their businesses that they've built from scratch go under just for fucking with a butterfly. Basically, you fuck up their world, they'll fuck up yours."
"Damn, remind me not to act like myself," Axel murmured. "What kind of place did you drag me to, Riku."
"One of a kind," Riku sighed. "Trust me; it's more than worth it. You know those White Imperials? The best in this entire place and once of them is mine tonight."
"Oh, Riku got his hand in the best of cookie jars!"
"Always in the best of taste."
The girls slipped back into their seductive smiles and coy expressions. They each took a door and looked at the crowd with come-hither stares.
"Ladies and gentlemen," They said finally. "Welcome to the House of Chanterelle."
The doors were opened and Axel and Riku walked into the large nightclub decorated with red, gold, and black. The carpet was midnight black and the walls were just as red as outside with golden butterflies impressed all over them. Table sets, leather couches and cherry wood furniture filled the room with a relaxed air like the cabarets of old times. The bar was full of crustal glasses and Axel saw that most of the alcohol was in such high taste he wasn't even sure some of these people could afford one bottle. A hostess in ink stood at every table with welcoming smiles and promises of a pleasurable evening.
He saw Yuna standing cutely in the corner where a man with blue tinted hair walked toward her and she began to talk animatedly with him. He kissed her hand and told her something in her ear to which she giggled. A woman came up behind him, her long black dressed looked like a cross between vogue and heavy metal magazine. Her face was decorated in dark makeup that accented the noir beauty of her face. She hugged Yuna tightly and an affection rub on the shoulder was passed between them. The blue haired man took a seat and pulled Yuna to sit upon his lap. She put a hand to his chest and politely got up. Axel narrowed his eyes at the dark look in the man's eyes.
"Not that I'm one to talk," he said. "But I've met Yuna's boyfriend and that ain't him."
Riku looked over and laughed. "That's Seymour Guado and his assistant Lulu. He's a proprietor from Yevon. You know the ones that have that ridiculous notion that technology is corrupting society."
"Ugh!" Axel said in recognition. "Poor Yuna…"
"She's his favorite hostess so she has to put up with him all night long." Riku's eyes scanned the room. A cute little blonde girl with braided pigtails waved him over with a sweet innocent smile. She opened a door waving at him excitedly. "Come on, Ax. Our fun is over here."
"She looks a little young to be workin' in a pleasure house."
"Heh, that's Penelo, she's a performer and trust me she's legal."
Riku winked at her as he walked into the room which caused her to blush and giggle. She then looked at Axel and smiled at him. She placed a gentle hand on his chest.
"Hold it, sir. If you're new you gotta have a chaperon!"
"He's with me, Pen," Riku called back. "He's got a kiss on his hand."
She gasped and grabbed Axel's wrist. She leaned close to it and he could've sworn she inhaled. "Oh my! Come right on in then! Welcome to the Butterfly Room and don't worry, we'll be real careful with you since its your first time."
Axel smirked at her and toyed with a strand of her hair. "Oh please," he purred. "Don't be too careful with me. I don't mind being a little manhandled."
Penelo blushed and showed him in. She led them into the beautiful furnished room with a bounce in her step, her hips swaying to some inaudible music. This particular room was dimly lit and there were others there lounging comfortably in their chairs. It had its own small stage that was hidden by a curtain of black velvet with sparkling stars sewn into it. Riku got them a comfortable leather divan close to the stage where he sat down as if he'd done this hundred times. If Axel knew his friend like h thought he did, Riku probably had this whole place wrapped around his finger. He was proved him right when one of the pink clad waitresses brought a bottle of Syrah on ice from them. Riku poured it for them waving away the waitress.
"So, how do you like what you see?"
"Man, I didn't even think places like this existed! But I'm a little disappointed that we haven't gotten to the part where I'm supposed to, uh, what was it…'unwind'?"
"This was your dad's idea! I thought to bring you here because even though you'd never admit it, you're a bit more refined than the common rich boy. I mean He twisted my arm-"
"And your wallet!"
"-to get you to come out tonight. But I swear, Axel, if you get me kicked out I'll kill you myself. I pay too much money here to lose my membership now."
"Whats the big deal?" Axel said leaning back on one of the pillows. "It's just a fancy whore house."
"Ladies and gentlemen," an announcer suddenly came through on the speakers. "We give you the pride of Madam Valkyrie's butterfly collection, the White Imperials."
The room became quiet and the lights became low. All eyes went to the stage where two hostesses held the curtain with coy smiles on their faces. A soft music began to play and the audience began to cheer and whistle. A sitar strumming came in from the speakers as the girls pulled back the curtains. Axel's eyes widened when he saw two white and black clad bodies on the stage. Dominoes, he mused. Two beautiful creatures, one on top of the other, lay in a very erotic pose. One was a cinnamon haired blue eyes beauty who lay beneath his partner with his arms stretched above his head and his legs wrapped around the person above him. His clothes hung off his body and were all black with white trailing over only certain parts of his sleeves and legs. A black collar was around his neck, a thin and plain piece of fabric that added appeal to his pale throat. Those dark blues were half lidded and clouded like he had been given the sweetest drug but they showed awareness like no other for the crowd he was surrounded by. The other was of the other was of the most sun-kissed blonde and fairest skin. His face could not be seen as it was buried in the brunette's neck. His white clothes seemed to over shadow the darkness of the one beneath him as his hand came slowly up to run through the cinnamon spikes.
"You wanted to know what the big deal was, Axel? Well, that would be it," Riku said smirking at Axel's sudden silence. "That is Sora and Roxas, the White Imperials."
The brunette's body arched to the rolling sitar and he stretched almost catlike below him. The blonde lifted his head slowly finally showing startling crystalline blue eyes that made Axel's heart stop dead. They scanned the room in an almost predatory gaze and then those eyes found him. A pink tongue ran over his rose petal lips and a faint smile bloomed there. That blond head dipped down close to the brunette's ear making him arch a bit beneath him. Axel was sure that he had said something to him. The brunette smoothly pulled himself from beneath the blonde with a sultry smile on his cherubim face. The vocalist began to sing in a haunting drone.
One pill makes you larger
And one pill makes you small
And the ones that mother gives you
Don't do anything at all
The blond lifted himself off of his partner and sat on his knees tilted his head back, rolling his hips lightly. Meanwhile, the brunette turned on his stomach and came tantalizingly slow to his bare feet. He walked in a slow sway accenting the curve of his waist as moved as though his muscles were liquid. He practically danced around the blonde and trailed coy fingertips along his exposed neck, his hand sliding down his shirt while he nuzzled an unmarked throat. The blonde's head rolled to the offering his neck to his partner with half closed eyes.
Go ask Alice…
When she's ten feet tall…
But the brunette turned him around and shoved him away leaving him to writhe on the floor, abandoned. He turned his eyes to the crowd as they whistled at him and made vulgar suggestions. It was obvious that this one knew what he wanted no matter what the audience was cheering for. He sauntered past his abandoned partner giving him a haughty look that clearly said "not enough" he slid off the stage then, letting his loose tunic fall further off his shoulder. Those dark blue eyes were hunting for something in this crowd, something tasty.
If you go chasing rabbits
And you know you're going to fall
Tell them a hookah smoking caterpillar
Has given you the call!
The blonde, still on stage, writhed and sat up in an unabashed manner showing that that his partner's rejection meant nothing to him. While on his knees he rolled his hips pulling eyes to him while his partner slipped in and out of the audience's tables toying with their senses. The brunette slide small hands over wanting men and brushed against lusty women making them want him more than they should someone like him. The blonde's eyes shifted over to Axel, giving him an exaggerated roll of his hips. He snaked his body over the stage on his hands and knees. He looked to his partner, blue on blue. The brunette smiled and gave a subtle nod.
And call Alice
when she was just small…
The brunette was suddenly near Axel and Riku. Axel jumped a little because he hadn't seen him come to their area. He glanced at Riku and saw the hungry look in those cerulean eyes. He didn't blame him; the little brunette was painfully beautiful and that hunting glint in his eyes did nothing to soothe the burn of his gaze. He watched the butterfly lower himself submissively to the floor earning silence from the crowd. He looked around, searching before his eyes locked with Riku's alone and, without an ounce of hesitation, he began to crawl across the floor.
When the men on chessboard
Get up and tell you where to go
And you just had some kind of mushroom
And your mind is moving low
Axel's distraction caused him to not notice when the stoic blonde slid off the stage and began a determined walk of grace toward them. He was too busy watching how the brunette's hands moved up Riku's legs and rested o his knees as he gave the most innocent look any creature could give. Riku's breath hitched and he nearly dropped his glass of wine.
Go ask Alice!
I think she'll know!
However, he dropped it when the butterfly forced himself between the man's legs pressing his body against Riku's. A lightening fast hand caught the crystal glass before Axel could even think it was broken. The brunette looked down at it with a sweet smile he sipped the wine letting his tongue trace the rim. Riky could take no more of it and he grabbed the wrist that held the glass pulling the brunette closer. He dug his fingers into the wild cinnamon spikes tugging it hard. The butterfly's eyes rolled and fell shut. Riku forced a bruising kiss on those Syrah covered lips Axel was floored by this spectacle and wondered if that's what he meant by having a White Imperial.
When Logic and Proportion
Have fallen sloppy dead!
Suddenly Axel felt a shadow looming over him. He looked up at the blonde butterfly that had just been on stage when he last looked. The blonde had somehow gotten a hold of Axel's glass without his knowledge and now stood with it pressed against his lips. After drinking a sufficient amount, he tossed the glass away not caring that it shattered.
And the White Knight is talking backwards
And the Red Queen's "off with her head!"
The blonde climbed into his lap pushing him back against the divan's pillows. He straddled the redhead showing through smoldering baby blue eyes that he had chosen for the night and that Axel was in some form of trouble. He brushed his lips against Axel making him inhale sharply before pulling back a bit. He rocked his hips against Axel. A soft moan slipped from his lips but Axel never took his eyes off him.
Remember
What the dormouse said!
He took the hand that had been marked by Yuna's stamp ad looked at it with a smirk forming on his face.
Feed your head!
As he leaned down to kiss the marking his lips parted just so, Axel noticed something very disturbing but erotic at the same time. His suspicions were confirmed when he had to hold back an uncharacteristic shudder from the feel of two sharp teeth brushing against his hand. The kid's teeth were filed…
Feed your head!
He lifted his head staring in Axel's eyes, pinning him there with a penetrating gaze. Axel titled his head wanting nothing more than to kiss and suck the life out of those pale rose lips. The blonde laughed as the music faded and pulled himself away from Axel much to the redhead's disappointment and irritation. He knew when he was being played with and he didn't like it. He saw the brunette put a finger to Riku's lips and pull away with a promise in his smile. The crowd was upset to say the least. All those rejected groans and complaints echoed around them. All of them upset because they were not chosen by the White Imperials. If he hadn't just had one on top of him, he would've called them all pathetic. The blonde butterfly looked back at Axel over his shoulder with hell of a cruel smile.
"Lucky Night, red," he said softly. "You've just been poisoned."
With those words, Axel found his role in our story as the flame that drew in the moth from the safety of the wilds. Or was it that he had been the moth drawn into the fire that he would learn was named Roxas.
A/N Out of ALL the chapters I've written so far, this is by far my favorite simply for the dance scene. I hope editing and adding made this chapter a heck of a lot better. Remember, this story is NOT about mindless sex. Just because this is a pleasure house theme doesn't mean it's just sex sex sex. Most of you who love this story all know that. This is just for the new comers. Anyway, here is revamped chapter one. I hope you enjoy it.
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