Fool Me Twice | By : Fur Category: Kingdom Hearts > Slash/Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3109 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Author’s notes: Oh man you guys! This
is it, final chapter! 8D
… and I’m done
now, for serious this time. XD Plotline’s over, ideas are used up, things are
wrapped up all nicely, everyone’s happy, the end. X3 So no trilogy for this
plot, you hear me? I AM DONE WITH THIS NOW. XDD
Why are you
still reading this, anyways? XD Skip over my drabbles and enjoy the last
chapter, you silly people, you!
So much love,
Quirk
.x.x.x.
And I know you're near me
I know you understand
Say that you're with me
I know your face like the back of my hand
Please don't lose hold of me out there
"February Air" – Lights
.o.O.o.
Fool Me Twice…
It’s Not Over ‘Til It’s Over!
-o-
Roxas awoke to
the feeling of warmth and comfort.
And not just
the regular kind that any ol’ person could get any ol’ day simply by waking up
in a comfortable bed. No, this was a special kind of cozy, and the blonde made
some happy little wiggles and murmurs, nuzzling into the cuddly little nest…
… and that’s
when he realized that someone was cuddling him back.
Sudden clarity
washing over him, Roxas immediately set to work trying to remember why he would
be cuddled up with someone first thing in the morning. When he shifted a bit,
attempting to have a look around at his surroundings, a little sliver of
soreness edged with a smidgen of pain raced up his spine, and last night’s
events all came flooding back to him.
A wave of calm
engulfed him, and Roxas opened his eyes to find Axel already awake; on his
side, propped up on his elbow. He was just… just kind of looking at
Roxas, seeming to be utterly pleased, but when the smaller teen looked back at
him he immediately pulled away a bit, expression sobering up.
“Uh, morning,
Roxas.” He greeted, seeming to be a bit nervous. Roxas furrowed his brows in
confusion, not sure why Axel was acting so funny, but realizing that it was
making him a little bit uncomfortable too. Axel swallowed thickly,
cautiously looking Roxas over, and the blonde realized that Axel was probably
acting funny because he was afraid that Roxas was going to freak out again and
kick him out of the house and regret what they had done until the day he died.
But… God if
the redhead hadn’t looked so utterly content with the world, just to be
laying beside Roxas, looking at him while he slept. (Which was a little weird,
in Roxas’s opinion, but sweet nonetheless.)
Roxas smiled
warmly, sleepily, and scooted in, intent on reassuring Axel that this time
everything was okay. Finally. Snuggling up and nuzzling his face into Axel’s
neck, Roxas gave a sleepily returned “Morning, Axel.” before wrapping his arms
around the older male’s bare torso, sighing happily.
He wasn’t sure
if things were really quite as completely 100 comfortable and figured out as he
was playing it off as, but when Roxas felt Axel pull him into the warmest,
tightest, happiest hug he had ever received… he figured that the
circumstances didn’t have to be absolutely perfect for things to be okay.
.o.x.O.x.o.
“Come on, come
on, come on! We’re gonna miss the train!”
Sora raced
around like a chicken with its head cut off, crazily trying to get some hasty
organization going in the most hindering, unorganized manner possible.
“Well maybe if
you’d stop running around and getting in our way, we’d be able to get
everything together!” Roxas reprimanded, narrowly avoiding a collision with the
excitable brunette as he raced through the living room to get to the kitchen,
and then back again.
Bags and
various other belongings were strewn about downstairs as everyone tried to
gather everything together. It was, unfortunately, time to leave and go back
home, and the morning had been spent hastily gathering everything up at the
last minute. Quite a contrast to the previous day, which had been spent
lounging around the cabin for Axel for Roxas, playing in the snow for Sora and
Riku, and hitting the slopes with Seifer one last time for Hayner.
Unfortunately,
making the most of their last day had meant that everyone had put off packing,
and were thus seriously underprepared for an early departure the next morning.
Scrambling and frantically gathering possessions that seemed to have somehow
gotten scattered to the farthest corners of the house during the week, Riku,
Sora, Hayner, and Roxas did their best to get everything together as quickly as
they could, always keeping an eye on the time so that they wouldn’t miss their
train.
Eventually the
chaos subsided enough that organization could take place, and things could get
packed properly and shoved in the rental car. Everyone did one last check of
the house, making sure that nothing was forgotten, straightening up a bit.
And in his
last minute checking and cleaning, Roxas paused in the upstairs hallway,
looking down to the wide windows of the living room. Outside it was as
picturesque as he could have ever asked for. Snow lightly drifted down from the
skies, and the world was covered in a sparkling blanket of white.
"What'cha
doooooin’?" Sora's chipper voice cut in, startling Roxas out of his vague,
drifting thoughts. Turning to see the energetic brunette fixing him with a
happy grin, Roxas furrowed his brows into a light glare.
"Nothing."
He replied.
"Oh no
you weren't!" Sora sing-songed. "I think you were looking out the
window, fawning over what a beautiful world lays just outside, and what a
wonderful vacation you had!"
Roxas fought
very hard to keep a bush from rising to his cheeks. Well snap. That… that kinda
had been what he had been thinking about, hadn't it? Damn it, when had
he gotten so mushy? That was gonna have to stop. If Sora was capable of
reading his thoughts… that just wasn't a sign of his mindset going in a good
direction at all.
"HEY
GUYS! What's going… on?"
Roxas's
attention went right to the door, which Axel had just burst through, looking
initially in high spirits, expression faltering as he took in the scene before
him.
"Uh…
what's going on? It looks kinda barren in here…"
Oh crap. Oh
crap, oh crap, oh crap. Roxas felt the world crash around him as he realized
the situation.
He had completely
forgotten to tell Axel that he was leaving today.
What with the,
uh… rather distracting events of the previous day, and the fact that he
had plain and simple lost track of the time, telling Axel about their departure
had completely slipped his mind.
"Well
we're leaving today." Sora explained with a pout. "Didn't Roxas tell you?"
"Uh…"
Axel looked torn between being confused and being completely stricken.
"No, he didn't."
"I…"
Roxas stuttered, taking a step towards the stairs. "Axel, I am so
sorry, I completely forgot. I wasn't trying to…"
"Oh, no…
it's okay." Axel replied, using that tone that people always use when
things most certainly aren't fine, but they sure are gonna try their
darndest to pretend it's that way.
Scowling,
Roxas tromped down the stairs. "No." he insisted. "It's not."
Grabbing Axel
by the wrist, Roxas dragged him out to the deck, shivering at the cold. Axel
looked at a loss as to what to make of the situation, so Roxas pushed him up
against the side of the house, holding him by his shoulders and doing some
quick explaining.
"Axel, I
swear, I totally forgot that I was supposed to be leaving today. I swear
I wasn't trying to just… to… do… that with you, and then just disappear
the next day."
"I…
okay." Axel replied, looking like he believed Roxas, but disappointed all
the same. "But I mean… were you even going to call?"
Roxas rubbed
his temples with his fingers, fighting off a forming headache. Would he
have called? Would he even have remembered? God, wouldn't that just have
been perfect, to up and leave without even sparing a thought for the person who
this whole trip had ended up revolving around?
"Axel, I
think I'm a terrible person." Roxas said, quite frankly. "What the
hell is wrong with me?"
Surprisingly
enough, this was what caused Axel to loosen up a bit, look a bit more at ease.
He even smiled a little.
"Rox,
you're not a terrible person." He said. "You just… make a lot of
mistakes, or, you know… forget about stuff. Or otherwise screw things up. But…
I think you don't mean to do it, so… It's not your fault. And besides… I like
you just the way you are, even the part that makes mistakes."
Well crap.
Roxas had no idea how to respond to that. Axel was essentially letting him off
the hook for past, present, and future instances of being an idiot. It surely
wasn't meant to be a golden opportunity to purposefully be an insensitive ass,
but…
Axel
understood. He was willing to compromise for potential personality flaws in
order to make things work. Crazy and annoying but occasionally emotional and
perceptive Axel, paired up with callous on the outside, but sensitive and
meaning well deep down Roxas. Well then. Didn't they make just the perfectly
dysfunctional little pair?
"Okay."
Roxas responded, hesitantly letting himself smile in a way that he hoped convey
his feelings of gratitude for the understanding. Because far be it from him to
actually come out and say 'oh well thanks, Axel! I'll try real hard not to
screw up, and I like you despite your flaws too!'
Pfft, as if.
The golden rule to Roxas was: deep down he felt it, but it'd take wild horses
to drag it out of him.
"Hey
Roxas, come on! We need to get going!"
Riku's voice
called out from inside, and Roxas shouted an annoyed reply to him before
turning back to Axel.
"So… I
guess I'll be going then." He said, shifting on his feet. "It was,
uh… nice to see you again. Um… bye then."
He had just
turned on his heel to retreat back into the house when Axel snorted, grabbing
ahold of his arm and dragging him back to his chest, hugging Roxas tightly from
behind.
"Yeah, I
don't think so." He scoffed, grinning. "You don't get to get off that
easy."
Roxas found
himself whirled around, only to find that Axel was smiling at him in a most
unnerving way. He caught a brief flash or Sora, Riku and Hayner, who had come
to the sliding glass doors leading to the patio to see what was going on, and
he opened his mouth to protest any further canoodling whilst they had
onlookers, but Axel dove right on in, even after seeing the other boys at the
door.
Oh Lord. This
was truly mortification at its best. Panic rose in Roxas, and he was on the
verge of pulling away when Axel hugged him during the kiss. Not any sort of
desperate clutch of passion, no trapping bind, just… a hug. Simple as that.
Open and understanding and damn it… so full of love. Roxas had the feeling that
even if he pulled away because of not wanting to be seen by his friends, Axel
would still understand; would still forgive him.
And so with a
sigh, Roxas closed his eyes and wrapped his own arms back around Axel, and he
felt the taller male smile into their kiss.
When Roxas
heard clapping and catcalls from his friends, he couldn't help but smile back.
.o.x.O.x.o.
Traveling by
train, Roxas decided, was just about the worst form of transportation, second
only to traveling by bus. He wasn't sitting next to a stranger, but he was
actually starting to consider throwing himself into any other vacant seat he
could find – awkward confined space with some random person be damned – if only
to rid himself of Hayner's enthusiastic, incessant babbling.
"… so I
told him fine, I'll kick his ass into next week, and then he'll go crazy
waiting for time to catch up so that I can do it all over again, and do you
know what he said to that?"
"No,
Hayner. I really don't." Roxas replied in perfect monotone, face in his
hands.
"Well
Seifer, that ass, he just smirked and said on the extraordinary chance
that I did manage to pull that off, instead of going crazy he'd just
spend his time waiting by devising new and creative ways to –"
"Yeah,
that's okay, I really don't want to hear about that." Roxas cut in,
massaging his temples in frustration. Swear to God, if he had to hear one
more story about the twistedly passionate and competitive sex that Seifer
and Hayner had managed to have all week long, he was going to open the window
and throw himself right out of the train.
"Oh…
right." Hayner replied, grinning abashedly. "But why does it weird
you out so much? I mean you and that Axel guy seem to be awfully –"
"Okay, we
are not taking about this. Really." Roxas insisted, burying his
head in his arms. "And since when are you so open to the whole… guy
thing?”
Peeking out
from the shelter of his arms, Roxas saw Hayner shrug.
"I dunno,
it's not really the a 'guy thing'. I still totally dig girls and all that, I
guess. It's… just Seifer. I mean… I always was aware of how much he got me
going, I guess I just didn't realize that maybe it…"
Roxas stopped
listening at this point, thinking about what Hayner had said. He was pretty
work out of thinking about what liking Axel meant for him, but… maybe it was as
simple as that. He just liked Axel. That was that. He didn't have to re-think
his whole life, or have an all-encompassing label handed to him on a silver
platter… it didn't even have to make sense. It was just how things had ended
up, and as long as he was pretty sure that he was okay with it, that was fine
by him.
After a
lengthy train ride that managed to feel about thee times as long as it really
had been, they finally arrived back home; back into the warm sun and familiar
places and people. Roxas blinked as he stepped out of the train, shielding his
eyes from the bright sky. Hayner followed after him, and Sora came bouncing out
after that, seeming to be barely weighed down at all by the large luggage bag
that he had slung over his shoulder.
"So
wasn't that a fun trip?" he happily questioned, beaming. Roxas couldn't
help the crooked smile that stole onto his lips.
"Yeah, I
guess it was alright."
"I knew
it!" Sora eagerly responded. "I knew you'd have a good time, didn't I
tell you Riku? That it would be good if Roxas came with us?”
Riku shook his
head, amused.
"That you
did." He agreed. "Now come on, let's get home. Roxas, do you need a
ride?"
The blonde
shook his head. "Nah, I'm good." He replied. "I've been cooped
up in that freaking train for way too long and my house isn't too far from here
– I'll walk."
And after a
few goodbyes he did just that. Despite the bag he had to lug around, it was
nice to stretch his legs, and walking always seemed to sort out his thoughts.
And after the week he had just had, there were a LOT of thoughts to sort out.
But… it looked like everything was finally going to be okay.
Fucking
FINALLY.
.o.x.O.x.o.
Axel and Roxas
hadn't really talked for more than a week. A couple of calls had been made, but
it evolved into a game of phone tag more than anything else, with one of them
always catching the other at a time when answering a call wasn't convenient. So
a few brief "hi, how are you?'s" were exchanged, but no conversation
of substance had really taken place.
And not
surprisingly, the gap in communication was mostly coming from Roxas's end. He
slept in for most mornings when Axel would have been able to call before work,
afternoons were busy for Axel, so no calling could take place then, and
evenings were always the time to run around with friends, for both of them.
Initially Roxas would wake up to discover a few voicemails and text messages
that had come his way from Axel while he had been sleeping in, but after a week
or so they started declining.
Roxas really
never had been one to spend any significant amount of time communicating by
phone.
But he did
miss Axel. And even though for some stubborn reason he refused to consistently
make an effort to keep in touch, he did admit that he missed the obnoxious
redhead. His school had a ridiculously long Christmas break, and even though
he'd spent a week at Riku's cabin, there was still another two left before
classes started up again. So he spent his days hanging out with his usual
friends in the usual spots, but at the same time it all felt a little…restless.
Roxas had always been one to ignore problems in favour of hoping that they
would go away all on their own, but… for some reason his separation from Axel
was really bugging him.
It probably
had something to do with the fact that he had only just gotten things
figured out before getting pulled away. Roxas may have been stubborn about
ignoring things he didn't want to deal with, but darnit if he couldn't also be
stubborn about getting something he did want.
So after that
week or so of avoiding the situation, hoping that a solution would drop down
out of the sky to fix his problem, Roxas finally decided it was time to put his
stubborn nature to use and come up with a way to solve this weird little
dilemma that he found himself in.
.o.x.O.x.o.
Axel
dejectedly wiped down the café counter with a wet cloth, bored out of his mind
and wishing more than anything that Roxas was there to entertain him and keep
him company. He hadn’t heard much from the blonde since he’d left… which was
understandable, given Roxas’s track record when it came to his abilities to
keep in touch, but it was still disheartening.
He now had no
doubts that Roxas really did care, underneath it all, but their dynamics seemed
to flourish when they were in steady face-to-face contact, rather than through
phone lines or letters or emails or carrier pigeons or God knows what other
means of communication they could come up with. Some people did well with
constant face-to-face contact, and some people did better long distance. Axel
and Roxas definitely didn’t fit into the latter category.
Sighing for
what must have been the 19,872,529th time that day, Axel finished his sweep of
the counter, and tossed the cloth in the hamper under the sink. It was a slow
day, just the same as the previous days before it had been. Winter break was
ending for the rest of the community, and the only reason Axel was still there
was because he’d come along with Larxene, Marluxia, and Demyx to stay for the
duration of their school break, which stretched much longer than ordinary
Christmas vacations.
But… really,
the only reason he’d come along was to have people to hang around with over
break, because if he hadn’t come along he’d have been essentially stranded at
home with no one else. Well… that wasn’t entirely true – Sora was always
willing to be a friend; Riku wasn’t especially close to him, but was always
rather great to hang out with; and even though Zexion was rather quiet and
studious, he was a good guy. But he really wasn’t very close to any of them,
and he didn’t think he’d have been able to stand it if he’d called Roxas up
over break to hang out now that there was finally no longer the excuse of
school holding him back, and the blonde had still blown him off.
So up to the
mountains he had gone. And even though it was great hanging out with his
friends, and Ven had turned out to be a pretty great work buddy, he still
missed Roxas, especially now that things were good between them and he was
missing out on valuable Axel/Roxas time.
Despite
Roxas’s concerns, Ven held absolutely no interest for Axel, but darnit if the
kid didn’t look strikingly similar to his own cherished blonde. Sometimes he’d
catch Ven out of the corner of his eye and his heart would jolt for a split
second, until he caught himself, remembering that Roxas was far, far away, and
that there was no way he was just glance up one day and see him standing there.
Nope, he was
just going to have to be patient and wait, and try to enjoy his remaining time
at the ski lodge as best as he could. Yep. Just push Roxas to the back of his
brain and try to think about his friends and the snow and skiing and working at
the café and Roxas Roxas Roxas RoxasRoxasRoxas!
“Grah!” Axel
burst, slamming his hands down on the counter. The lack of distractions was
infuriating in its lack of keeping his thoughts from drifting back to Roxas.
“What?” Ven
asked in reply to the outburst, boredly sitting on a barstool and kicking his
legs for lack of anything else to be doing.
“Just…
nothing.” Axel replied, sighing dramatically and throwing his face into his
arms on the counter. “This has got to be the most frustrating thing in the
world.”
“Huh?” Ven
asked, and Axel realized that having his head buried in his arms muffled his
words considerably.
“I said,” He
began again, sitting up and leaning against the counter. “That this has got to
be the –”
A little
beeper went off from Ven’s wristwatch, and the blonde sat up, looking pleased.
“Time for my
break.” he announced with an extreme amount of relief in his voice, jumping off
the barstool. “Man the shop while I’m gone, I’ll be back.”
“Oh, right.”
Axel replied as Ven hurried off, no doubt to meet up with Terra. “Yeah, don’t
mind me, I’ll just sit here, alone and friendless. Scamper off to your little
boyfriend, it’s cool.”
Ven was long
gone as Axel grumbled his little speech, but it still felt good to put it out
there. Deciding to be productive, Axel walked over to the sink, preparing to
wash some dishes.
Of course the moment
he stuck his hands into the sudsy water, the café counter phone rang. Axel
started in surprise, before glaring at its annoying sense of timing. When the
hell had they gotten a phone, anyways? Had that thing always been there?
Wiping his
hands off on a dishtowel, Axel stalked over to the phone, picking it up.
“Hello, you’ve reached the Nomura Ski Resort café, Axel speaking, how may I
help you?”
“Yeah, hi,
can I get a double grandé mochachocolatté express, whole milk, extra hot, extra
whip, with chocolate sprinkles and a just a dash of cinnamon?”
Axel reeled at
the outlandish order. “Sir…” he started, trying to maintain his polite,
customer-friendly tone. “This isn’t a Starbucks.”
“Oh.”
Came the voice over the phone. “In that case, can I have an iced java spiced
caramel apple frapachino macchiato, minimal foam, with grated almonds scattered
on top?”
Axel glared at
the phone. “Sir, even if I knew what that was, I wouldn’t make it for you. I’m
sorry, but we’re just the ski lodge café, we don’t make all of those girly
froo-froo drinks here.”
“Okay, okay.”
The voice on the phone said, finally seeming to catch on. “So then… can I
just get a spiced chai, with a side of eccentric redhead?”
“Sir, I…
what?”
“I’m sorry,
do you not have that either?”
Axel held the
phone away from him for a moment, looking to it in confusion. Was this some
kind of practical joke? Cautiously, he brought it back to it’s proper
positioning at his mouth and ear, speaking guardedly. “Uh… can I get your name
please?”
“Roxas.”
Pure surprise
was written all over Axel’s expression for a moment as he processed this bit of
information, and as the pieces fell into place he broke into a face-splitting
grin.
“Roxas, what the…?”
he asked, smile evident in his voice. “How the hell did you get this number?”
Even though he
couldn’t see it, the redhead could picture Roxas shrugging on the other end of
the line, wearing a small, smug smirk. “Got it from Riku.” He revealed.
“And I figured I’d brighten up your boring work day with a little confusion.”
Axel laughed,
leaning comfortably against the counter and fiddling with a coaster. “Yeah,
well mission accomplished. What the flying fuck were those things you
listed off? Are those even real drinks? Please tell me they’re not.”
Again, Axel
could see the smugly amused expression that must surely be upon his Roxie’s
face. “I have no idea.” The blonde admitted. “I just made them up.
But for all I know they could be real, what with all the crazy, froo-froo
drinks out there these days.”
Chuckling,
Axel cradled the phone to the side of his face with his shoulder. “Yeah, that
sounds about right…”
Sighing, Axel
smiled, feeling extremely fond of Roxas, and quite endeared by the little stunt
he had just pulled with the fake orders. “Sooo…” he began. “I’ve missed you.”
He could hear
Roxas’s scoff over the phone, and he was sure the blonde was rolling his eyes,
wondering why he even bothered to call Axel in the first place. The familiarity
was enough to make Axel’s heart swell, and his grin widened impossibly.
“Don’t be
such a chick, Axel, seriously.”
“Well I do!”
Axel defended, laughing. “And it’s all the worse because someone never
answers my phone calls!” he bemoaned, throwing the back of his hand to his
forehead dramatically, even though he knew Roxas couldn’t see it. “Every moment
without you is the cruelest torture, and my heart longs for the day when we may
once again meet, our lips and loins tingling in anticipation as we –”
“Okay, seriously,
knock off the drama. Put on your big girl panties and deal with it. You’ll see
me again soon enough.”
“But I
miiiiiiss yoooou!” Axel insisted, trying to convey his pout in his voice.
“Yeah,
yeah, yeah.” Roxas exasperatedly sighed, and Axel grinned, knowing that was
a Roxas version of ‘I miss you too.’ “So are you gonna make me my drink or
what?”
Axel paused, a
little confused. “Wait… you’re not serious, right?”
“Of course
I’m serious.” Roxas replied. “What, you thought I was just calling to be
cute? Yeah right, Axel, make me my drink. I’ll even make it easy on you – a hot
chocolate should be within your means, right.”
At this point
Axel was frowning, not sure if Roxas was still joking or not. It was hard to
tell with that kid. “Wait… Roxas, what the hell? Are you still kidding or what?
Cause I can’t just make a drink that’s going to go to waste…”
“Who says
it’s going to go to waste?”
“…what?”
“Axel, look
up.”
Confusion
written all over his features, Axel looked up, not sure exactly what Roxas was
playing at. The lodge was practically empty, and the snow was still falling
thickly outside the… the window?
Dropping the
phone in shock, Axel’s jaw went slack at the sight of a very familiar blonde
who was standing right outside the window, bundled up and smiling; cell phone
still held to one side of his face. At Axel’s expression he laughed, waving.
Roxas hadn’t
been entirely sure about his plan, initially, but the look of utter joy that
passed over Axel’s face right before he leapt over the counter, running to the
door, was enough to make Roxas feel like it had been the right thing to do, and
was about to become so completely worth it.
Sure enough,
when the door burst open and Axel launched at him, attacking him with a full
body hug that crushed the air right out of his lungs and nearly knocked them
both down into the snow, it felt worth it, like it had been the right thing to
do. Axel was laughing like an idiot, holding onto him like he was never going
to let go ever again. Roxas just barely managed to shove his phone back into
his pocket before Axel was grabbing at his face, tangling long fingers in his
disheveled blonde spikes, and tugging him into a heated kiss.
In that
perfect moment, wrapped up in jackets and a scarf and Axel’s arms as the snow
fell down from the sky, Roxas made up his mind. This was what he wanted. Always
and forever, this perfect feeling of absolute complete rightness despite the
absurdity.
Axel pulled
away from their meshing of lips with a happy sigh, coddling Roxas to his chest
like a precious, long-lost child who had finally come home. Roxas tucked his
head under Axel’s chin, humming a contented murmur.
“Roxas…” Axel
whispered, sounding like his heart was about to burst. “I’m so glad you
came back.”
And Roxas
smiled, closing his eyes and gripping Axel tightly, not caring who saw them
like this.
“You know
what, Axel? I am too.”
-o-
And they all lived happily ever after!
The End!
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