The Boy Next Door

Roxas glared up at Axel, something he'd never thought he'd be doing, but right now he didn't care; he didn't care that he was trying to hide how he felt about the red-head, he didn't even care that Axel was the most beautiful person he'd ever seen… he swore to God that if Axel was screwing with him there'd be hell to pay.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?!" Roxas demanded, fully bent on telling the red-head off; or at least having a good rant. The red-head opened his mouth to speak but was immediately cut off by Roxas.

"'Unlike you'? I can't believe you!" Roxas started, taking a step toward Axel, blue eyes burning with fury. Axel kind of liked Roxas this way, he thought, almost smiling. He would've but he got the feeling that if he did, Roxas would kill him. He didn't really want that… He very much liked living. Besides, this might be his only chance to see Roxas go from all cute and blushy to absolutely furious so quickly.

"I'll have you know that I've spent every single moment since the first second I saw you, confused as hell because I can't stop thinking about, no, obsessing over you." The blond snapped, voice beginning to rise. "God, Axel, I can't stop thinking about how drop dead gorgeous you are." Roxas said quietly, looking away, heart pounding as he confessed what he'd been feeling to Axel. "I always wonder where you are, and what you're doing. You've even invaded my dreams," Roxas said, looking back at Axel.

His anger soon returned, however. "You know absolutely nothing about how I feel," said Roxas, pure fury directed at Axel, "and yet you have the gull to say something like that, to mess with me as though I'm your own personal form of goddamn entertainment. God,I can't believe you, you-"

"Gorgeous, eh?" Axel interrupted.

"Yes," Roxas shot back at him. He was too upset to think straight.

"So, you like me, right?" Axel asked quickly, before Roxas could return to his tirade.

"Of course I do, I might even lo-"

Axel cut him off, pressing a finger to the blond's lips.

"Ah, ah, ah." He corrected, leaning toward Roxas. "No saying the 'L' word just yet."

Roxas' eyes widened as he returned to his senses.

"So, you do like me," Axel said, triumphantly.

"N-no," Roxas stuttered…

"Nope, Roxy, there's no taking it back. You said it and I've already committed it to memory." Axel interrupted.

Roxas felt suddenly cold. He'd mindlessly confessed nearly everything to Axel and Axel was right; there was no way he was getting out of it.

Roxas did the first thing he could think of, pushing the red-head away from him and running for the door. Unfortunately for Roxas, Axel's height wasn't just for show and he quickly caught the blond, grasping onto his wrist.

"Let go!" Roxas yelled, shaking his arm violently in an attempt to make Axel let go.

Axel sighed, grasping Roxas' wrist even more tightly, making the blond wince.

"I will," Axel promised, "but I have to tell you something first," he said, pulling Roxas to himself.

Roxas felt himself shaking slightly, when he was forced to look at Axel. What was Axel going to say?

"I like you too," he said, looking straight at Roxas, serious once again.

"What?" Roxas asked, scarcely believing it.

"I like you," Axel said with ease, letting Roxas go. He already knew Roxas wouldn't go anywhere.

"H-how do you know?" Roxas asked, blinking, "You've only known me for an hour."

Axel smirked, placing a hand on his hip.

"That's easy," Axel replied, "so far, I find you completely adorable. Also, I've always had a thing for blonds," he said. His smirk widened when Roxas' face flushed again.

He loved it when Roxas blushed.

"So, Rox-as," Axel said, looking down at the plates on the floor, "since the food you brought's probably cold by now… Can I take you out somewhere for lunch?"

Roxas shifted nervously. "Can't you just heat it back up?" Roxas asked, looking up at Axel timidly. He still wasn't sure what to make of what was happening… and it was all happening very fast. He'd never experienced anything like this in his sixteen years of existence before.

"I could," said Axel, "But I'd much rather take you out."

Roxas blinked, surprised at how to-the-point Axel was.

"..Ok," he said after another moment of hesitation.

"It's a date then!" The red-head said smiling at Roxas, before happily taking his wrist and dragging him toward the door.

It was only after much protest from the blond, who couldn't keep up, that Axel slowed down and walked at a normal pace.