Chapter 1

“Get out alive”


Boring. Dull. Lifeless. When will life end? It just seems to go on, and on. Does it really have an end? Well yeah, you’ll die and it’ll end, boo-hoo. But does it continue in some far away place where you feel only happiness? Nah. I don’t belive in that shit. Some people even think they’ll re-born into an animal and crap. What you want to be? A butterfly? It dies soon, and it’s weak. Touch it’s fragile wings and give or take a few hours, and it’s dead. What’s the point in being ‘re-born’ if life’s so boring? There’s no excitement. Only in pain. When you feel pain, there’s excitement. Maybe not for you, but for me it’s the only way I know I exist.

“Roxas!” Yelled my twin brother, running towards me, trying to catch up.

“Hurry up, Sora.” I signed looking over at a group of girls who were laughing and giggling, but not really seeing them. This happened often. Me spacing out and staring into space. Ne, isn’t it time I introduce myself? I’m Roxas, I’m fifteen, I’m in ninth grade, I think life has no meaning, and I cut myself. I have a twin brother named Sora. He’s also fifteen but unlike me, he has brown hair, and he’s the happy cheerful one. Sometimes I’m really jealous of him because he always seems so happy and he makes a lot of friends. But whatever. I don’t need friends. I have Sora. Even know I always break my promise to “not cut myself”. He really gets mad at me when he finds out, but always forgives me. He’s truly the reason I’m still alive.

“Roxas! Guess what!” Sora, yelled excitedly, his clear ocean blue eyes glimmering.

“What?” I asked, smiling slightly. I couldn’t help it. He just has that affect on me.

“Cloud said there are new students coming to our class today!” He shouted happily, throwing his hands up.

“Really? How many?” I asked, acting curious.

“Ummm, I think three. One of them is named Riku, the other is Axel, and then Demyx!” He giggled. I smiled at him and took his hand.

“Why don’t we go meet them?” I asked, while pulling Sora behind me.

“But, Roxas.” He whined, pulling me back. I looked at him puzzled.

“What is it?”

“Um.. Well..” He blushed, trying to get the words out.

“Sora, which one do you like?” I knew him all too well to confuse his ‘life’ and ‘like, like’ and this was definitely a ‘like, like’. whoever the poor kid is.

“Well.. Riku looked really cute, and he was so nice. He said I was really cute!” He blushed, and fumbled with his shirt. Oh, get over it, yes we’re gay.

“Sora, don’t be so nervous, besides I’ll be there.” I comforted him. I gave his hand a little squeeze to make him look up.

“Okay.” He finally smiled then gave me a tight hug. I ignored all the looks and giggles shooting our way, and patted Sora’s back a little.

“Let’s go,’
****

“W-what if he thinks I’m stupid?” Sora asked pulling me back, yet again.

“Soraaa..” I signed, and looked down at him. He was a bit smaller then I.

“Why would he think you’re stupid?” I asked, rolling my eyes.

“I don’t know.. What If I make myself look dumb?” He asked with pleading eyes.

“Oh my god, there he is! Hide me!” He yelped, and hid behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist. I winced at the sudden contact.

“Sora!” I hissed, when his cold fingers touched my stomach.

“Woah! Hot blond at four o’clock!” Someone said. I turned around to find two guys next to me. I could already tell that wasn’t ’Riku’. Sora would feel uncomfortable being with a pervert like him. One of them had gray-ish white hair, and a pretty face, and a guy with red flaming hair, beautiful glowing green eyes, and a whole lot of black leather.

“Excuse me?” I asked, raising a brow, looking at the tall redhead.

“Hey, cutie.” He grinned.

“Uh, this is two o’clock, just so you know.” I said, wincing when Sora tightened his grip on my waist.

“Yeah, well I don’t know my directions.” He said rubbing his head sheepishly.

“Um, you have four hands?” The guy with silver hair asked, pointing to the hands around my exposed stomach.

“Uh, no he-he that’s just Sora.” I laughed, trying to get Sora’s hand detached from my body.

“Sora, let go.” I hissed.

“No!” He yelped, digging his nails into my flesh.

“Ah, Sora!” I moaned, closing my eyes tight. I could hear the red head whisper “damn”. Could this get any worse?

“I don’t blame him for not wanting to let go.” The redhead smirked at me. His smirk grew when I gave him the strangest look.

“Sora, if you don’t let go, I swear you‘ll never see you‘re iPod ever again!” I threatened, finally pulling Sora in front of me.

“Look what you did!” I growled, holding my slightly bleeding side.

“Not like you haven’t done worse.” He said, glaring at me What I do?

“You’re Sora, right?” The grey haired guy asked raising a brow.

“Y-yeah.” Sora answered blushing and looking away slightly. Ugh, This isn’t another movie about teen love is it?

“Well, I guess I’ll go to class! Bye!” I yelled running towards the classroom. Why did I run? The redhead was checking me out! Why did I have to wear a shirt that exposed my stomach? Plus he kept on making me blush by licking his lips while looking.. Lower.. Y-ou know! Ugh! He was making me feel really uncomfortable. Yeah, yeah, yeah.. Sora’s gonna be pissed at me for leaving him with, what was his name again? I broke yet another promise. I guess that’s just how I am, huh? Selfish.

****

I had Math with that redhead, and Riku, and I pretty much just stared out the window while waiting for the Math teacher to arrive. I can’t help but feel bad about what I did to Sora. I know I’ll say ’sorry’ and he’ll forgive me and we’ll hug but I want to show him I’m actually sorry. So I got a really good idea. I’m going to get Sora to talk to that Riku guy. Well yeah I know we just met them and all, but somehow I have the feeling Sora really likes this Riku character.

“Hey, cutie.” The redhead smirked, and seated himself next to me.

“You again?” I asked biting on my pencil.

“Aww, I’m deeply hurt.” He pouted, which made me smile. He looked cute when he pouted. Woops. Here comes Mr. Flirty-mc-flirt, flirt. I can’t help but start flirting if I think someone’s cute. Sue me.

“You can make it up to me by telling me your name.” He smiled back.

“Roxas.” I said simply, playing with my lips.

“Ah, what a beautiful name. Roxy.” He smiled and leaned back in his chair.

“It’s Roxas I corrected, pouting playfully. Watch out, hon. You might get tangled up in a make-out session. Last thing I want right now.

“Sure, Roxy. I rolled my eyes at him.

“What about you?” I asked, narrowing my eyes.

“Axel.”

“Suits you.” I said.

“You think?” He asked, wiggling his eyebrows.

“Yeah.” I rolled my eyes and laughed, cutely.

“Ax-el! That’s not fair! I called him first!” A guy with a blonde Mohawk whined stomping his right foot. Damn. His B.O.D.Y is irresistible. He wasn’t as muscular as Axel, he was rather skinny, but he had the right curves and a really small waist that made you want to just wrap you’re arms around him.

“You know.. I’m not an object and you can’t just “claim me”. I stated, licking my lips as I scanned his body. Oi, hit me.

“Oh, he-he sorry.” He chuckled nervously, and I could see a blush creeping across his cheeks. Aww cute.

“Aww, man Demyx! I told you! You can never be Seme, you’ll always be uke!” Axel scolded.

“B-but why?” He whined, pouting.

“Because you are too adorable, and sensitive to be on top. Plus you’re probably a virgin and when it comes to that you’d probably be too scared to know what to do. No offence.” I told him, spinning the pencil on top of my desk, but looking Demyx in the eye.

“Che, not like you’d know what to do. You’re a virgin too.” Axel, smirked at me. Did he just say I was a virgin? That guy! How the hell would he know?.. All right I am. But I’d definitely know what to do if I would be on top! I HATE him!

“and how the hell would you know that?!” I growled leaning towards him.

“Ooh, sexy.” He whispered smirking up at me. What the hell is up with this guy? And why am I blushing? I swear I’m gonna punch his pretty little face. Eh!? W-what am I doing? Why am I staring at his body? Damn him for not following the damn dress codes!  He’s supposed to wear the uniform right. All buttoned up and tie tied tight! Not buttons exposing his amazingly sexy, slender neck and bits of his chest! And the tie can’t just hang loosely! But I gotta admit the white blouse looked really good on him, and the red tie complimented his hair. And just when I thought it couldn’t get any worse my black pant’s suddenly became tighter as I explored every inch of his body. Why couldn’t I look away? Come on, Roxas! You can do it! Hurry before he notices! Too late. Suddenly I fell forward and put my hands on his chest for support. I did that out of instinct I swear! If I didn’t I would of landed with my face on his chest or worse! On his lips!

“See something you like?” He whispered, making some strange noise escape my mouth. Did I mention I started shivering when his breath touched my neck? Oh yeah. He noticed that too.

“Maybe we should go to the bathroom and talk.” He whispered, pulling me further down, his lips touching my neck now and then. That was it. I had to shut my eyes so tight that I thought my eyes were gonna go through my head just to hold back a moan! To make things worse I felt ready to collapse into Axel’s arms. I couldn’t let that happen! I can’t let myself look weak. Not in front of him, and definitely not because of him!

“What do you say, Sunshine?” Oh god! I could feel his lips on me! Get yourself together Roxas! Do. Not. Let. Out. That. Moan! Oh no! He’s too close! My heart is going to explode! Fuck! My lower half is throbbing! Right now I’m so glad I was early to class because the only people that are here now are , Axel, Demyx and Axel. Shit! Demyx is still here.

“mm ahh!” I’m so dead. If he hadn’t slid his fingers up my blouse I could of held it in. Why can’t I move? Someone save me.

“Axel, stop molesting him.” A familiar voice said. My savior! I looked to the side to say who this wonderful person was, but to my surprise it was Riku. When did he arrive?

“Aww, Riku why did you have to ruin the moment?” Axel pulled away to pout at Riku. He still held my tie pretty tightly.

“Because if you didn’t you would of raped him in the back of the Janitors closet any second.” He scoffed. All I could do was blush and look away. Way to go Roxas. Make yourself look even more vulnerable.

“I wouldn’t rape him.” Axel protested, pulling me even closer to him. I didn’t think that was on purpose though. Hey, wait. He smells good. I think that’s AXE. Predictable.

“Tch, yeah right.” Riku scoffed, then turned around to walk to his seat. Move Roxas! Your hand isn’t glued to Axel’s chest, nor is it frozen there. Actually it’s quite hot in here. Why am I the only one sweating? Damn it! Move!

“All right children, take you’re seats!” Miss. Tifa said, writing something on the board. Wait a second. When did everyone get here? How long was I staring at Axel’s hand on my waist? Oh my god! How long was everyone staring at us? Oi, the humiliation is eating me up. Can I get any redder? Redder then a friggin’ tomato? Then give me lots of ‘em so I could hide and no one would notice. Yeah I’m sure this doesn’t look that wrong. I mean come on! I’m only half sitting on him, and he’s only.. Riding up my shirt, a-and licking his lips.. And.. Oh shit! It looks like I’m opening his shirt. Why couldn’t I just land on the floor?

“Oh my god! Look at them all over each other!” A girl whispered gasping.

“They look sexy!” Another giggled.

“Shouldn’t it be backwards? The red-haired guy looks more dominant.” Ugh! Call the ambulance! My blood pressure is going way over it’s limit. Why was I still on him?

“C-could y-you let me g-go?” I stuttered shifting my weight. My voice! I missed you so much. Don’t ever leave me again!  Che, if someone was in my head the stupidity would attack them and eat them, then feed the rest to my brain cells.

“Aw, but I kind of like this position.” Axel replied with a twisted smirk. Hello, tomato you lookin’ pretty today, did you dye you’re skin? It looks really red.

“Don’t you like it?” He whispered, connecting his rosy lips with my flushed cheeks. Are the paramedics here yet?

“Ahh!” I moaned silently, when his fingers reached my lower back. God his hands are cold. Remember when I told you I landed on him with my hand on his chest, which was exposed? Yeah, why didn’t you remind me to take it off?! Oh, I told you I couldn’t move?

“Ah easy! You’ll leave marks.” He hissed in my ear. That didn’t help! I just dug my nails deeper into his chest clinging to his blouse.

“Roxas?” A terrified voice came from behind. I didn’t need to turn around to know who’s it was. After all, I’ve lived with that voice for fifteen years.

“What the hell are you doing?” Dear god, What have I done for you to hate me this much? Or is this Karma?