Roxas was waiting for Axel when he noticed a packed bus. The driver didn't care enough to look at everyone's card. Sora stopped and panted for air. "Look, Roxas, if this is about how you don't like him, I don't want to hear it, okay?"
Roxas was waiting for Axel when he noticed a packed bus. The driver didn't care enough to look at everyone's card. Sora stopped and panted for air. "Look, Roxas, if this is about how you don't like him, I don't want to hear it, okay?"
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Roxas was waiting for Axel when he noticed a packed bus. The driver didn't care enough to look at everyone's card. Sora stopped and panted for air. "Look, Roxas, if this is about how you don't like him, I don't want to hear it, okay?"
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It was the 22nd. Home-time.The bus-stop was crowded.
Roxas stood just under the shelter, a
few light raindrops falling onto the back of his head. It's June, it shouldn't be raining, he thought as he pulled his hood up. A bus appeared in the distance, having turned into the road. The kids from school noticed it, and took out their travel cards. Roxas didn't bother; he was waiting for Axel first, anyway. The bus stopped, opened its doors with the usual swish, and the kids piled onto it, thrusting their cards at the driver. They needn't have bothered, the driver was used to such crowds of kids, and didn't care enough to look at everyone's card. A few didn't even have cards or money, taking advantage of the driver's lax attitude to get a free ride. Hayner nodded at Roxas before jumping on board just as the doors closed, Roxas nodded back and rolled his eyes. Why on Earth would you want to get on a bus that packed? It didn't seem logical. Now just a few girls stood under the shelter, and Roxas glanced at his watch. Anxiety at Axel's lateness was starting to show, and he sighed, looking up and down the road for the shock of red hair that he'd come to love so much. He saw nothing, except-oh. It's just Sora, he thought, and put on a smile for the spiky brunette who was running to him. Sora stopped and panted for air. "You're...still here?" he asked, recovering himself. Roxas nodded. "Mhm. I'm waiting for Axel." Sora's face dropped. "Oh." Now a nervous look crept across he face, and he ran a hair through his spikes. "Look, Roxas..." The blonde sighed. "Sora, if this is about how you don't like him, I don't want to hear it, okay?" Sora looked offended. "I wasn't going to say anything about him- I swear!" A faint blush crept along his cheeks, and Sora cursed inwardly, feeling the heat. Great, I'm blushing. "Right." Roxas was hardly convinced. "What was it then?" Sora took in a deep breath, and let it out slowly. " Well, it was more about, well...me. Sort of." He shuffled his feet, and coughed, embarrassed. Instantly, Roxas became concerned. "Are you okay? I mean, you know, is something up? You can tell me. We're buddies." He put a hand on Sora's shoulder. "Right?" Sora nodded mutely, trying not to show joy at Roxas' touch. "So tell me." Roxas said encouragingly. Sora looked at the floor. "The thing is, Roxas...I'm in love with you." he said, so quietly that Roxas wasn't sure if he'd heard correctly. Blinking, mouth open, Roxas tried to speak. "...What?" "You heard me. I'm not saying it again." Sora's voice had become moody and sullen. Roxas took an uncertain step back, his mind reeling. "You love me?" Sora simply nodded. "I have...to go." Forget Axel...right now, I just need to be alone. Roxas closed his eyes and turned to cross the road; a hand shot out and grabbed his arm, spinning him back around. His eyes flew open. "Sora. Let me go, okay?" "I'm sorry!" Sora's eyes were filled with tears. He let go of Roxas' arm "Don't go. I'm sorry. Forget what I said." "Forget? You want me to forget?" Roxas' voice grew louder. "You want me to forget that my best friend just told me that he loved me, despite that fact he knows I'm in love with someone else?" The tears in Sora's blue eyes spilled onto his cheeks, face crumpling. "I knew! I knew I shouldn't have said a thing!" Roxas couldn't agree more. "Yeah, you think? Just...I need to go." He took a step back as Sora reached out again. "No!" he said firmly as he pulled back from his friend's grasp. At that moment, Axel hurriedly turned the corner, cursing under his breath. He knew he was late, and he hoped that Roxas would forgive him. He looked up at the bus-stop and froze. It was as if everything had slowed down, yet everything was still happening too fast. Too fast for the car to swerve out of the way. Too fast for Sora to reach out and pull Roxas in before the bright yellow car collided with the blonde's hips, causing him to somersault in the air with a spray of blood. Too fast for Axel to do anything but gawp and flinch away from the blood that shot upwards. as his bag fell to the floor, contents scattering across the pavement. Too fast for the girls at the bus-stop to covers their ears as Roxas fell back onto the road with a loud sickening crunch, unmoving. Toofasttoofasttoofasttoofast. Then everything seemed to slow down again, as Axel ran towards the road, abandoning his bag. He roughly pushed Sora aside, who had completely gone into shock, eyes unblinking. Axel knelt besides Roxas, his hand trailing itself along the blonde's neck, searching for a pulse. It was faint, weak, a trembling sort of movement underneath the skin. "Roxie, oh, fuck, Roxie..." Axel sobbed. Other voices and footsteps could be heard, the driver of the car was the first to run back to the boy he'd collided with. "I'm calling an ambulance." The man repeated over again as his hands shakily dialled the emergency number. "He just came out of nowhere...one minute he was by the road...then he was right in the middle of it...Ambulance, please..." he said into his mobile. Axel shook his head, rage and despair boiling upside him. Roxas was still unmoving, eyes shut, his mouth partially open in a grimace of pain. His right arm was bent in a wrong way, and Axel fought down bile crawled up his throat. The school-girls, whose shoes and tights had red splatters over them, whispered in hushed tones amongst themselves, tear tracks running down their faces. One of the girls, looking less traumatized than the other two, pointed at Sora and said, "He pushed the boy into the road." The other two girls nodded slowly, uncertain, but how else would he have got so far into the road if he hadn't been pushed, they reasoned. Sora finally blinked. He spun on the spot towards the girls, mouth gaping open. "Nuh-No..." he whispered, tears falling down his face. "No!" He turned back towards Axel and Roxas, and flinched at Axel's expression. "You...pushed him?" Axel's tone was low, menacing. "You pushed him?" "No! I s-swear I didn't!" Sora shook his head and put up his arms. "I didn't!" The red-heard rose slowly, and looked down at his love's blood-covered face. Knuckles cracked. A step towards Sora. Axel looked up at Sora's face, his green eyes full of fire. "You pushed him." he repeated. "No-" Sora started to say, when -CRACK-. Everything went black.