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Living a Lie.	By : DemiGodess Category: Kingdom Hearts > Slash/Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1287 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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~Hey! Well, I’m not to sure how far this will really go. I don’t get on the computer all that much. So I’m hoping I stick to this…(Which I’m sure I will!) Thank you for reading. I hope it is to your liking. After all, who doesn’t enjoy some AkuRoku<3

Chapter Two.

I must have looked like an idiot. I mean a really dopey idiot. The thing I referred to as the “red thing” was staring at me. He raises an eyebrow, seemingly as curious as I was.

“May I help you with something kid?” He said. I kind of blankly stare. A deer in head lights. That’s probably how I look. I ponder on running away, telling my skip buddies that he wasn’t here. Then I clear my throat and speak.

“Umm, is Mr. Squall here?” I ask.

“Not now. He’s working on his bar. Is there something I can help you with?” He emphasizes the I. I blink. Not sure how to respond. Do I really ask for liquor?

“Well, him and my dad are good friends…and I normally run here..for his drinks…” I fidget. Wondering whether I should have said that.

“Soooo…your doing a beer run for him?” He raises his eyebrow again. His face looks intrigued or not-so-believing. I’m not really sure. “I don’t know kid. I suppose I could. I mean,” He chuckles. Then looks me up and down. I get goose bumps. “You seem to innocent. So I can trust you.” His deep throaty laugh cause me to blush. I am not innocent.

“Hah. Very funny.” I glare. Never thought someone as majestic as he could have such a rude demeanor.

“But my…father…would be very thankful.”

“Hesitant, are we?” He gives that look again. Then he glances to Seifer and them outside. “Okay kid. What does…he..want?” He smirks at me. I wonder if he figured it out.

I hold up a finger, signaling for him to hold on. I turn away. I suppose he was expecting me to leave. Bolt with my friends, or ask them what we want. But I already knew. Instead I made my way to the aisle of soda. I look at the choices and see what I’ve been looking for. I grab the two liter of coke. And one more just in case. I waltz up to the counter a lot more confident that this will work.

“Is that it? Haha I thought you were here for your dads stuff?” He asks. Now I know he’s confused.

“And I would like some Captain. One liter is for me.” I hand him the bottles.

“Uh-huh. Well your dads got a good choice.” He grabs the Captain Morgan. He scans it. “Your total lil’mister comes to 34.08.” He holds out his hand.

Shit. Do I even have enough.

I search through my pocket. I count thirty dollars. Dammit.

“Here.” He takes the money out my hand. “I’ll pay for the rest.” He laughs. I suppose my face looked really funny. I was shocked someone I never met would do this for me. Let alone trust that I’m not the one drinking it. I wave at him, take the bag and walk towards the door. As I hear the cling, he speaks again.

“You and your friends be careful with that stuff.” He winks at me. Then he goes to restock cigarettes, laughing.

I approach my ‘friends’ dumbfounded.

“Dude, what’s wrong? You get the shit?” He said, while taking a puff of a strange looking cigarette.

“Yeah, man, I did.” I blow it away. “Dude, what is that?” He coughs when I begin to cough.

“It’s a Cheyenne. Want one, they are really cheap smokes.” I could tell by the smell and the look. Brown paper. It looked like a mini-cigar. I place my hand up.

“No thank you. That smells gross.” I pull out the Captain Morgan’s.

“It’s cherry flavor.” He puffs and blows it right in my face. I was half tempted to knock him on his ass.

“Chill dude, I don’t want us to do anything to obvious! I already have the alcohol. Put that out!” I swat at him.

“Iight dude.” He rubs it on the bottom of his shoe. Gods, how I hate smokers. He grabs in the bag and pulls out the coke. “Man, you got a chaser? Lame.” He scrunches his nose.

“No, you mix it.” I snatch both the bottles out of his hand.

“Fuck that bro’, I got this.” He says as he grabs the bottle out of my hand again. I watch him open it up and sniff it. Hesitantly, he sips it. He makes a face, coughs, then slightly gags. “See, you don’t need shit with it.”

I roll my eyes. He repeats his mistake and gags worse. We all hide our laughter.

“Jeez Seifer, give it here. Some of us, are not stupid enough to drink it that way.” I open a coke and take a huge gulp of it. I pass it around, and the others do as I did. When Seifer got it, he chugs most of it. I assume he wanted the Captain taste out of his mouth. It reaches me, and I take the Morgan and pour some in, now that there is enough room. I roll the bottle, making it mix. “This is the way to drink it.” I sip it. Perfect.

Seifer coughs, he lit up another smoke. I sigh. Suddenly I glance and see someone walking this way. I slide the Morgan’s bottle behind my back. Putting it in the book bag.

“You kids are supposed to be in school.” Seifer’s eyes get wide.

“Umm, we got out early. We are just sitting here with nothing to do, cause our parents are not home from work yet.” I say.

“Then how old are you guys?” He asks.

“Seniors.” I say. Lying through my teeth. It seems to be what I’m good at. I show no sign of nervousness. I am confident.

“I see, so you guys got out early? Shall I call your school?” He raises an eyebrow.

“Go ahead Sir. We signed up to get out early. See, we have jobs. So we go in for classes that we don’t really need to take and some we do, then we leave because there is no reason to be there.” I make sure to use a lot of gestures. That way I seem like I’m speaking the truth.

“Hmm, I know what your talking about. My kid did that. So what are you doing here, and not at work?” This man was just full of questions.

I sigh, showing him that I’m telling the ‘truth’ and I’m tired of being doubted. “We are on break Sir. We walked here from the mini-mart to get some coke. And our break is almost over sir, so if you don’t mind, I thank you for your concern. You should really get onto the kids in the park.” I point where. He looks reluctant.

“I’m sorry young man! Enjoy the rest of your break! Sorry to you guys as well. Good day!” He smiles apologetically and waves goodbye.

As soon as he turns around and put a hard right in Seifer’s arm. “Great job Captain Obvious!!!” I get up off the curb. “You guys can keep what’s in that two liter. Ima dip.” I check my book bag for what’s rightfully mine. I’m relieved to see they didn’t take it.

After waving goodbye I realized my composure really took a turn on me. I was shaking, and I needed some food. I approach the store and see him sitting outside of it.

“Hey. Back so soon?” He smirks at me. “Need some beer, whiskey, schnapps, wine,” He wiggles his eyebrows, then holds up the item between his fingers, “Cigarettes?” He then laughs once more. He laughs at me a lot.

“No. Thank you very much. I have what I need.” I roll my eyes, then for some reason I sit on the curb with him. I hate smokers. “Your killing yourself you know.” I point at his cig.

“Well aware of that lil’man.” He takes another drag. “Sooo..your friends ditch you after you got them their alcohol? Oh my bad, your dads alcohol?” He grins. Gods he’s annoying.

“No…I was dip set when one of them decided to be an idiot.” I place my chin in my hand.

“Yeahhh, I remember those days. I once was that idiot. Di’nt give a fuck who saw me do shit. Actually, I hurt my friends that way. Not everyone has that mentality.” He laughs.

“Yeah. Well I’d be that friend that decks you one for it. ‘Yeah way to laugh it off Mr.ScrewShitUpForEveryoneElse!’” I laugh at myself .

“Hmm, well then, I needed someone like you back then. Maybe I would have stopped.” He smiles. Such perfect lips. He was mesmerizing. The sun was setting, the orange hues made his face look so beautiful. He had such chiseled features. He truly was perfect. A cloud of smoke brings my attention back.

“Sorry lil’ dude.” He laughs. Then flicks it into the parking lot. I look up at him as he stands. “Sooo, what DID you come here for. Or did you just miss me?” He chuckles and winks.

I scoff, he’s cocky.

“Your bad at these guessing things. I came for food. I don’t feel the greatest.” I frown rubbing my tummy.

“Hmm, well we got taquito. They are actually really good. I assume you only come here for booze?” He raises an eyebrow.

“Usually, you are correct. So, your not going to tell anyone about..you know…” I look down. I can feel him staring at me. I glance up and see him smiling.

“Hmmm…I’d be a hypocrite if I did. But, you do owe me.” He grins and my face feels hot. “Haha well, I’ll have to think of something. But you look a bit clammy so we might want to get you to eat. And then you need to go home kid.”

“Why do you keep treating me like I’m so young. Your not THAT old.” I glare. He walks to the door, and I swiftly follow. I cant help but stare at his face, and the permanent grin.

“Well then, blondie how old are you?” He looks back.

“I’m….fifteen…” I mumble.

“Ohhh I see. Yeah definitely jail bait dude.” He grabs me a taquito. I search my pocket for money and remember how I foolishly spent all of it. He sees me frazzled and sighs.

“Your robbing me blind kiddo.” He hands me the paid for taquito. I blush and look down feeling terrible for making him spend money on me. Not only once, but twice.

“Thank you, I’m terribly sorry.” I nibble on it.

“It’s alright hun. You don’t look to well anyways. And we don’t want your father seeing that you drank and skipped school in this heat. So head home and sleep.” He smiles sincerely. And waves goodbye to me.

As I hear the door clang again, he speaks.

“Come again soon, I could use some company. And you owe me.” He winks.

I turn around and stick my tongue out at him. Once again, leaving to the sound of his booming laugh.

….

I race to the school so that I can catch the bus. Once I reached the school grounds relief flooded my body. I walk nonchalantly to the bus. Sora is about to get on the bus when he sees me approaching. He runs away from Riku to me.

“What the hell Roxas! Where were you all day! I looked in our special spot..and…and..and..Nam said she didn’t see you..and…andandandand..” He begins to cry heavier. “YOU HATE ME!!” The obnoxious crying starts.

“Ohhh my goodness Sora! Get a grip! I don’t hate you! Jeez!” I roll my eyes.

“AND YOUR BEING A MEANY! WAHHHH!” He covers his face.

Dear Gods, can you please duck tape his mouth.

Riku comes up.

“Hey skipper.” He smiles.

“I did no such thing. I’m just not in a good mood today. So I stayed away from everyone knowing THIS,” I point to Sora, “Would happen.” Riku nods. I suppose that was believable. Normally I take Sora’s shit and that’s the end of it. Me yelling at him sure is different.

“See Sora. Don’t assume. It makes and Ass out of U and Me.” He laughs and pats his head. “He just didn’t want to hurt your feelings. People know their limits hun.” He looks in his eyes, and I fake gag. Sora dries up faster then the worst drought known to man.

“I’m sorry Rox. I didn’t realize that you have such bad days. But Nam is looking for you. She didn’t see you either.” He looks up questioning.

“She messes with me while I draw, and that puts me in the worst of moods when I feel good. So I knew not to go there. I went to the nurse to nap and take some meds just in case.” The bus’ engines rev up. We wave goodbye to Riku and board the bus.

“Ohh…so you didn’t want to hurt her either.” He smiles at me.

“Yeah, I didn’t want to hurt her.” We all know she isn’t tough enough to handle shit.

“Awwwwwe ROX your such a good boyfriend!!” He squeezes me.

I sigh. “Yupp. That would be me. Haha.” He holds me until the bus comes to a stop. I was too memorized in the thoughts of the “red it” I call him that I honestly didn’t care.

We get off the bus, and I make my way to my room. I stare at our couch and decide that the TV seems a lot more interesting, and may be able to get “red it” off my mind.

I turn on the TV and hear Sora in his room already on the phone with Riku. Why don’t they just get married already. Sometimes I want to hit them both. Thoughts of food run through my mind. That sure seems to be good right now. I search the pantry and freezer. Sea Salt Ice-cream. Hmm. No I’m not in the mood for that. I want something filling. Something sweet, but flavorful. I look over at the crackers layered in cinnamon.

Walking to the couch I hear Sora scream and I nearly shit my pants. Sighing I place the plate covered in crackers down. Making my way up stares I’m dreading the thought of it being JUST a spider. My hand takes hold of the door handle when I hear him scream again. I place my ear to the door.

“ARE YOU SERIOUS!?!” Footsteps and then--

“AHHH!” Wide eyed I fall to the floor. Maybe I shouldn’t have been leaning there.

“Roxas Strife! How dare you make friends with my worst enemy! Seifer of all people! You know he’s a bully! And and and just because I cry a bit doesn’t mean he can pick on me! GAH! HOW DARE YOU!!”

I’m not even surprised anymore. He’s there, glaring intently into my soul when I speak.

“We aren’t friends. I just did him a favor and that’s it.”

“Mhhhmmm you LIAR! I don’t even know how to believe you!” He points at me. Then crosses his arms and turns his back to me.

I sigh. “ Jeez Sora, did you ever think he picks on you because your SUCH A GIRL!” I run out of the room not in the mood and slam my door.

Shit. Cinnamon.

I open my door and see him staring.

“…Forgot my snack.” I point down stairs. Then quickly run down and back up to hibernate.

While munching I begin to think about the “red it” again. Hmm…I wonder what his favorite food is. Or his favorite color. Not that its really that important. I’m never going to see him anyways. I think of his smile, and his laugh. I begin to laugh myself. I must have seemed so dweeby. He really is an asshole. I laugh more.

“Rox….” I hear at the door.

“…..” I don’t speak.

“Rox….why are you laughing?” He asks

“….No reason. Just thinking is all. Now go away I’m still angry you know.” I stare at the door.

“Ohh…okay…umm can I borrow one of your shirts? I’m going to the tattoo parlor with Riku to get his tat touched up.” He says.

I practically fly out of bed and zoom to the door. Sora looks at me shocked as I quickly sling the door open.

“What?” I say. With this he looks down.

“Don’t tell dad? Please. It’s a secret remember. And I get to meet the friend that Riku was talking about.” He smiles at me. “Isn’t it so different from usua---”

“ONLY if I go too!” I demand.

“Uhhh sure..why not? Haha” He walks to my closet and pulls out one of my favorite shirts.

‘No. Not the Combichrist one.” I glare and point, as though he was three.

“But this one has such cute tears in the shirt. Just enough skin to show on the back,” He looks at it in awe.

“Exactly why you can’t wear it. Your hair color doesn’t even look good with it.” I sigh and hand him a different one he’s always wanted to wear. He screams in excitement.

“YAY! Thank you! Thank You! I knew you weren’t a meany! I WUV YOU!” He rushes out and closes his door.

Hmm now what should I wear. He has a friend? The new one?

I remember the “red it”. Even though he was in work attire he certainly did look great in the torn up jeans. He had on a plain black button up. It was opened up at the top and bottom showing just a glint of his creamy skin. His sleeves were slightly rolled to give a peek at his nice forearms. I look at the mirror and see me blushing. What is this? I feel a pool a little bit below. Oh no! What in the world! I look down in the mirror. I’m standing in my boxers and I see what I was afraid to look at. That’s impossible, it’s just a change in temperature. It’s just a random one. I only envy the way he looks. That’s it. I quickly think of something. Riku and Sora having sex (they’ll get there someday). It goes down. Good.

I jump to my closet. And pull out the Combichrist shirt. Now, my precious, I choose you. I smile and throw on some nice skinnies that accent my nice legs. I put on my tuks. And rush to Sora who was already on the porch waiting. Pop-tart sticking out his mouth.

“Awwwe Roxas! Why do you always look so cute!” He pouts.

“You look really cute too Sora. But that may be because your wearing my shirt.” I giggle. And this makes him pout more. “No one has to know sweetie.” I pat his head like Riku does and this makes him happy. I can’t choose whether he’s three, or a puppy. I hear a car roll up, thumping. I look and see Riku wave. Sora runs to the car and I walk up to them. Sora already comfortable in the front seat.

“You coming to?” He asks.

“Yeah,” I climb into the back of his Chevy truck. “I left a note for dad saying we went to a movie.” I say as I buckle in. He already began driving off. I blankly stare out the window as they begin their talking.

I wonder who he is. This new guy. The only one I haven’t seen here is the “red thing” or “it”. I honestly don’t know his name. And he is too gorgeous to be human to me. I think of his pants and how they hide his legs. I remember the boxers slightly hanging out and how they matched his stunning green eyes. Those eyes that are decorated with red and black tears below them. Those lips that curve so beautifully on his face. I can’t stop thinking about them. How the girls he’s with must love to kiss them. How they feel. How his body must look. He really is one of a kind. Something so fascinating compared to my everyday life. If only I knew more about him. I only met him today, and I’m so lost in interest that it’s driving my mind wild. It’s hungry to know more. I need to know. My pants feel a little bit too tight. I look down and suddenly I scream!

“What’s wrong?!?” Riku Looks in his mirror, his eyes wide with worry. Sora looks back at me. I make sure to direct my view somewhere else so that he doesn’t see what’s wanting attention. This can’t be happening now. This must be just a coincidence. It must be the alcohol I drank today. (Not that it was a lot) No it must be that. (No it’s not) I lie. I lie like I’ve been doing all my life.

“Rox?” Sora looks at me.

“It’s nothing. Nothing at all. I just thought of where I put the note. And I remembered I put it in a good place. I don’t want dad calling. Haha” I say.

“Ohh…Hahahahaha, you screamed over something like that?” He laughs at me, and Riku looks skeptically in the mirror then shrugs his shoulders.

This never happens with Namine. Never. I don’t understand. Maybe it is the alcohol. That must be it. (I lie) Hoping that I’ll believe this too. The truck comes to a stop. I look out my window and quickly take note of everything around. Trying to stray my thoughts. I see an old woman wearing a very interesting two piece. Yes that certainly helped. I then look at the shop.

Cherry and Switchblade Tattoo.

Interesting. I didn’t even know this town would have such a thing. I suppose there are a lot more secrets here then we think. I get out of the car and follow Riku and Sora in.

“He should be here soon. Haha” He looks at us. And then his phone when he feels it vibrate. I try to look and see who it is. “Yeah it should be soon.” Then a man approaches him. He has blue hair. And a complex scar on his face.

“Hey man! Let me see it.” He seems so cheery and happy to see his work. I suppose I would also.

“No problem Siax.” He lifts his jackets sleeve to show him.

“Nice it looks like it’s healing good. It’s been two weeks. So you should be able to get it touched up.” He looks up at him. “Where’s you ‘guardian’” He wiggles his eyebrows.

“Woah woah woah! Wait!” Sora butts in. “Two weeks? And you just now told me about it the other day?!?” He pouts.

“Ohhh? And who might this cutey be Riku?” He looks at Sora.

“This is my best friend Sora. And sorry bro, I know I can trust you, but I wanted to really soak on the thought of doing so.” He smiled at him.

“And?” Siax looks me up and down.

“I’m Roxas. Sora’s brother. And Riku’s friend.” I tell him holding out my hand for him to shake.

“My ‘guardian’ should be hear soon.” Riku says and Siax is exchanging handshakes.

“Oh my well, you know a guardian has to be present since your underage.” He laughs. “I suppose all of you guys are. It’s a good thing I’m friends with Reno. Well, the whole shop is.” He points backwards as though we are interested in meeting the whole crew. I sigh. Well, this is cool, but not very attention grabbing. I need more. None of them seem as cool as “him”.

“Well he had to get his car worked on today. So who knows. Him moving in with Reno, I guess it’s been good for him. I used to know the kid when me and Reno were in school. Such a trouble maker we all were.” He looks up thinking back. “But Reno cared. The lil man didn’t give much of two fucks.” He walks over to his cubical, getting the needles ready. Setting his small cups of color out. He has Riku sit in the seat. I watch Riku get comfortable and they just aimlessly spoke to each other. I looked around at all the art on the wall. Very fascinated. I walked back inside the cubicle. “Maybe I can text him and see if I can start at least. Haha” He pulls out his phone. I see him texting and once more, I’m fighting to know who this person is. I want something new. So maybe, just maybe I can start something new, and be me. The me I want to be.

“I texted him and he said to go ahead and start.” Riku says.

“I know man, but I got to receive it from him.” He laughs. He must see us as too young too. I scoff.

“What’s the matter lil’ dude?” Siax looks over at me.

“I have a name.” I don’t want him to call me what the “red thing” calls me.

“Oh, my bad lil--Roxas. What’s wrong.” He contorts his face to cover the laughter. I hope I’m nothing like this when I’m older.

I sigh. “Nothing. Just a bit impatient.” I say honestly.

“Awwe don’t worry. It’ll take about an hour maybe.” He smiles at me.

His phone vibrates on the table. I look around and see a few of the guys staring at me. Hmm. Is there something on my face? I wonder. I look in the mirror on Siax’s desk. I look fine. At least that’s what I think. This blonde comes from the back. She looks like a bug. I scrunch my nose in distaste.

“Hey. Siax, be a doll and let me use some of your pomegranate red.” Her look just screams ‘Bitch’. I don’t think I’ll like her.

“Umm…sure, I don’t need it now.” He hands it to her. “Oh, this is Larxene.” He points to her. She looks at me. Her eyes get wide. Then she walks away kind of huffy. I don’t quite understand what I did, but I start to look around and see the crew whisper to each other. I don’t know what they are saying but I have a feeling it is about me. Considering they haven’t as much glanced at Sora.

I start to feel uncomfortable, then Siax speaks.

“He said he’ll be hear shortly, he just got his car done. So…let me see it again.” He throws out his hand. Riku places his forearm in his hand.

“Hmmm…well there isn’t too much to do. So about an hour. Can you handle that?” He looks at me, and not Riku. Riku then looks at me too.

“Wha--huh why me?” I say thoroughly confused.

“Well, your impatient, remember?” He laughs.

“Ohh well, yeah that’s fine?” I don’t know how to really answer to that.

I feel my phone move. I look into my pocket and see it’s Namine. I sigh and push ignore.

“Who was it?” Sora asks.

“It wasn’t dad. No worries.” It begins to vibrate again. Ugh. “Hold on. I’m going to go outside and take this.” I point to my phone. “Don’t worry I won’t say anything about what we are doing.” I wink.

I walk towards the door and take note of all the stares I received. I must look really hot or something. Who knows.

I answer.

“Baby?” She says.

“Hey. Sorry I’m a bit busy. But I have a second.” I tell Namine.

“Ohh…I called your house seeing if you wanted to go see a movie.” I can practically see her smiling.

“No I can’t sweetie. But maybe some other time.” I assure her.

“This weekend?” She says hopefully.

“Maybe. Who knows?” I say.

“Why weren’t you here today?” She asked worried.

“I felt sick and went to the nurse I’m sorry.” I felt bad for lying. It’s not like I do it for fun.

“Oh. Well I really do hope you feel better. You have been sick for quite the bit.” She say.

“Yeah. I have.” I admit. She starts talking some more. I hear a car blaring From First to Last. I look up. And see a Nissan SER Altima. It was a deep ox blood red. I feel my stomach turn.

“Umm…sorry Nam…but I have to go. I will see you tomorrow though I promise.” I can hear her giggle.

“Okay sweetheart. I love you. I’ll see you tomorrow Rox.” She says.

I can’t help but hang up really fast. I see smoke coming out from tinted driver window. I don’t know why I’m so frozen. It just seems so different. Maybe I should come here more often. And get my own tat so I can blend in. I shake my head. And head for the door. I decide to go to the bathroom and relax. I walk up to a guy with pink hair.

“Bathroom?” I look at him.

His eyes were wide. Dammit what is so weird about me. “Ahem.” I clear my throat. He points to the back. “Thanks.” I give him a smile. And he turns red in the face. Weird.

I can here a bell. That must mean the door opened. The walls of the bathroom were red. And so was the toilet seat. Everything seems to be red. Why can’t I get a hold of this feeling. I get nervous and giddy from just seeing the color. I wash my face. The soap, there’s something about that too. I look at the bottle. ‘Apple Cinnamon.’ Gods. What is this fascination. The bathroom didn’t help at all. I look at the picture on the wall. It’s a pin up lady. And she is wearing a poke-dotted top and panties. I focus everything on that photo. Suddenly my stomach feels better. The sick feeling is gone. Or, is it really sick. This isn’t the feeling I get around Namine. It’s an…anticipating feeling. I leave the bathroom. Hoping it won’t come back.

I walk up to the cubicle and my eye catches more red. I rub my eyes to make sure that I’m seeing correctly. Leather. Red. And Leather. Something so hot. Tight black pants. Holes placed all over. Those old combat boots hanging loosely. I look up at the fiery untamed red hair. It’s the “red thing” the “red it”. And I don’t know what to do. What is he doing, talking to Sora. And to Riku. Oh my goodness. Should I go back to the bathroom and hope they forget me. Should I just run out the door and hope that they don’t see me. After the two instances today, I don’t know what to do, I don’t know how to look him in those beautiful emerald eyes. My face is burning, I know that I’m blushing.

Suddenly I hear Sora. Maybe standing here stupidly wasn’t a great idea.

“Hey! Rox! Look at how good he’s doing. I’d be crying right now. Hahah!” He looks at Riku’s wrist.

He looks over to me. And I see those perfect lips form a devilish smirk. All my blood is pooling. Somewhere not so nice. He notices once more me standing mouth open. Deer in headlights. I close my eyes tight and think of something unsettling. I fixed that problem. I open my eyes confident. I walk up to them, confident, with my normal mood, and normal face. He looks me up and down.

“Well well well.” He says to me.

Sora looks between us confused.

“Oh! And this is the friend Riku was talking about his name is---”

“Don’t tell me.” I interrupt. The red devil’s perfectly stitched eyebrow raises.

I sit myself down into the seat. I watch Riku. He looked a bit uncomfortable. I bet I would be okay. It seemed kind of enjoyable.

“Why not?” Sora whines. “Your always so bored! Here I thought you’d want to know who this person was! I mean you seemed so interested the other day! You practically jumped out of you seat at lunch that day! And your bed today!” He yells.

“Sora. Please. Your voice is giving me shingles.” I glare at him.

“Awwe, so the lil’ dude does have balls.” I look up at the red devil. He’s smiling. And chuckling. I must be foolish. He puts his hands in my hair. “What I would do to have this hair. I wasn’t blessed like you. Such pretty face and beautiful blue eyes.” He looks at me smirking. I look around and see the whole crew stopped. Looking at us.

“Please don’t touch me.” I smack his hand away.

“Awwwe gotta maintain your upper hand is it? Cute little Roxy.” My eyes widen. And I glare at him. “I’m just saying, blondes turn me on kiddo. But you sir, are jail bait.” He gives me an evil grin. “But then again…you DO owe me…remember?” I bite my lip cause I can’t stand that his face is getting closer. The look he’s giving me looks like he’s about to devour something good. I look down and see he’s not wearing a shirt under the studded leather jacket. I can’t see everything, and it starts to make me want to more. I look up at him face red, chewing on my lip.

“You owe him?” Sora looks at me. And I realized I’m stuck. I wanted him all to myself. Yet I don’t want to know him at all.

“He does indeed. But that’s our little secret.” He looks over at me, and winks. I have a bad feeling about this.
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