Candy Corn

"Reno, why the hell are we doing this?" for being nineteen years old, my older brother was an idiot.  The ass blackmails me, demanding we dress up for Halloween, and out of all the things he could've forced me in, he chooses vampires.  Vampires!  Everyone knows vampires are things twelve year old girls obsess over and are not the fear inspiring monsters we know and love.

The bastard has the nerve to laugh, like this is some fucking joke.  I'm already pretty mad at him for forcing me in a chair for half an hour and applying eyeliner and some other make-up shit to my face, and then forcing two plastic vampire fangs into my mouth  (he forced me to keep my mouth open for about twenty minutes, so they would stick to my teeth), "So I guess you want Sora to know about that one time with Riku." he sent me that cocky grin of his that may have made all the surrounding teen girls cream there fucking pants, but made me want to punch him full on the face; that stupid grin had always made all the blame leave him, and go to his little brother (by eleven months), me.  

Damn it.  One drunken night out and it haunts you forever.  We didn't even kiss!  Just the angle of the picture and the fact that Riku's eyes are shut makes it look like we're engaged in the hottest make-out session of our lives.  Two things: 1) Riku+Sore=Ok, but Riku+Axel=ew. 2) Why on earth would I hurt Sora?  Possibly the nicest guy on earth who helped me with my sexuality (out loud and proud, by the way.  Sorry ladies) in those tough years of early high school.

We went up to our sixth house of the night.  I reconized it as Demyx's, one of my best friends.  I let out a sigh of relife, maybe he could save me from this.  Reno and I walked up dutifully to the door, past the jackalanters I'm sure Demyx did all by himself, if their stupid grins told me anything.

I rang the doorbell, praying to God that Demyx would find it within himself to be smart enough to make up some excuse that would have me ending this damned torture of being with Reno on Halloween.  

The door opened, but it wasn't Demyx who opened it.  It was Zexion, Demyx's boyfriend, but that didn't particularly shock me.  What did shock me, though, was the fact he was wearing purple short-shorts, cat-ears, and no top.  Oh, and there was chocolate all over his chest.  

What.  The.  Fuck.

"Axel, guy who looks like Axel," he greeted us.  The only thing keeping Reno and me from laughing our asses off was the complete lack of emotion in the voice.  I swear, if it wasn't for the fact that Zexion had a slight blush on his face, I would've thought the guy was a robot.

"Zexy?  What's taking my kitten so long?  You may need to be punished," holy shit, not what I wanted to know about Demyx and Zexion's love life.  Speaking of him, Demyx himself came out no top, wearing leather pants, studded choker, and, personally, scaring the crap out of me.  He shamelessly wrapped his arms around Zexion and begin sucking the small neck.

If I thought that Zexion was a robot, full blown blush on his face differently told me wrong.  I cleared my throat as loudly as I could without making my vocal cords blow up, "Hey, Dem."

He looked up at me and Reno as though having no clue we were there.  He began to blush a bright red and emediatly stood up and began to laugh nervously, "H-hey guys!  What're you two doing out tonight?"

"Trick or treat, yo." I knew Reno had his grin back on when he said this.  I just lazily lifted my bag full of chocolate and candy-corn; the only two treats I would accept.

"Weeeeeell, I-we-um...there's no candy on account that we hoped people would notice the 'no candy' sign out front."

Okay, now I was getting pissed off, "Then why bother with all the Halloween crap it you're not celebrating it?"

"It wasn't planned!  Zexy came over l-like this-but he had a top on-and then we sorta began to use the chocolate, and-" the idiot who I call friend then began to ramble on about not wanting to scare little kids by quickly making a sign but if must have blown over and could you guys please put up a new one? Thank you so very much.  

And then the door slammed.  

Me and Reno looked at each other.  The guy may be an idiot, but Reno knew when I never wanted to talk about anything, ever again.  On pain of death.  By torture.

But he still talked about it, "So...That was awkward."

"Shut it, Reno," The douche had me in a fucking vampire costume, complete with fangs and make-up; he had no right to push my patients further.

But he did anyway, "You gotta admit, blond guy looked pretty hot in those pants, and emo-boy was a sexy cat and-" That is it!

"Reno, this may be hard for the two brain cells in your head to understand," I gritted out through clenched teeth, "But shut the fuck up about my good friend since pre-school in lether and his-" I shuddered; holy fuck I did not want to say this, "love life."

Reno looked ready to retort with something he would diffenetly regret later (I can kick my brother's ass pretty hard when nessacery), a buzzing in his vest pocket interupted him, "Hold that thought, bro," he ignored my cry of, "You brought you're cell?!  When you threatend me I'd never have feeling below my waist if I dared brought mine?!" and took out his phone, "Yo?  Oh, hey Rude." I rolled my eyes, this should only take forever...

"What?  No shit!  Damn, I'm on my way," He turned to me, a big smirk on his face.  Crap, he was gonna abondon me, "Larxene and Tifa started making out over at Cloud's, I'm going to head over."

"You are not abandoning me." Overcome with the intend to castrate my older brother, I took out the fake plastic sword I had on my person, and began flashing it threateningly.

He stared unimpressed at the shinny plastic, "Put the obviously fake sword down." I, of course, didn't listen, and continued to act like Jack Sparrow on crack...with vampire fangs, "Ax, Why the hell do you have a pirate sword anyway?  We're vampires."

I mumbled, "I thought it looked cool."

Reno snorted, "Yeah, and I'm the dumb one.  Just finish up a few more houses, then head home and that picture will be distroyed."

Which explains why I set of on my own, while Reno ran off to encourage two drunk girls to make out; not that I'd want to see chicks make out (I actually find that more scary than anything), I'm openly gay, but anything would be better than strutting around looking like some pedophile in a vampire costume.  

I'll wake up, and this will be a bad dream.  I chanted that into my head as I headed up to my twentieth (and last, thank God) house of the night.  This had to have been possibly the crappiest Halloween ever.  I was so damn sick of these Goddamned housewives either cowering in fear, acting like I was a damned ten-year-old, or (on one vomit inducing occasion) trying to flirt with me in some slutty devil outfit.  

This happened to be the biggest house in our neighborhood.  The previous owners decided to spend all there money into making it so, and ended up getting foreclosed.  Apparently, these people got it for a cheap price, probably cheaper than my place.  Eh, the system decides to work for once.  

I rang the doorbell, vaguely remembering that time my mom telling me to deliver brownies to them last week, but Reno all but ran out with the still insanely hot brownies claiming "Don't waste that new hot chick on your non-strait son, mom.", and set out on his merry way.  I chuckled remembering Reno coming back, pale and refusing to talk to anyone about it.  That girl must have set him strait.  Good for her.

While debating wether or not to either smile (and seem like a muderous, insane pedo) or frown (and seem like muderous insane pedo), the door opened revealing a guy, around two or so years younger than me, with spikey bond hair and gorgeous blue eyes.  I mean seriously, they were like the ocean, or the sky, or some great, magical in-between that had my gay heart praising the God that will most likely smite me for thinking these thoughts.  Oh, the blue orbs looked beautiful even when full of anger and rage...

Wait.  What?

"Look," Crap.  He sounded pissed.  Maybe I shouldn't declare my undying lust for his eyes just yet, "I thought I told you before to leave my sister alone before I personally castrate you and make you wish you were dead."

Oh, he's talking about Reno.  I'd recognize that idiocy anywhere.  This made me sigh in relief, a small smile on my face.

"What the hell are you grinning at?!" shit.

"I'm not Reno," Now I was kind of scared, "I'm his brother, Axel.  And trust me, I had no say in the matter; I'm eleven months younger." I tried to play this smooth by summoning a small, peace offering smile, but it probably made me seem like an awkward freak.  

The blond turned away.  I herd him mutter, "You look ridiculous enough to be him." Aw, that tore my heart blond kid who has the greatest eyes ever to appear on earth.  Speaking in a louder voice, he called, "Come inside.  You look like a damn pedophile." I just had to smile at that.  

"Hey, Nam," A girl with blond hair and eyes like Roxas (excpet somewhat lacking the sparkle in his that let me know my ass is about to be handed to me) was sitting on the couch.  She turned when he said her name looking back from him to me.  

The kid turned to look at me, "Is that the asshole who flirted with you earlier today?" great, we're back to square fucking one.

'Nam' looked back at me, eyes twinkling with amusment, "Roxas, this diffentitly isn't him."  I felt ready to swell with pride having both the approval of the sister (the most important family member) and knowing the blond's name.  Roxas...hmm, I approve.  Then the girl spoke again, "He looks way too soft to do anything like that ass." Her grin was full of mishchief.

I blushed.  Great.  I'm fucking soft.  The blush probably wasn't helping me out.

Then, a miracle happened.  The most beautiful noise in the world was herd.  It sounded like an angelic choir coming from heaven while squirels, chipmonks, and dolphins sang out and frolicced.  That sound...was Roxas' laugh.

"You're right, he looked like I was gonna kill him outside." He may of stopped laughing, but the grin he directed at me reminded me the reason I was gay.  Oh blondes.  Cute, sexy blondes with perfect, small asses.

I found myself looking away again.  It was like looking into the sun-as cliche/housewife-wet-dream as that sounded-beautiful, but hard to look at...especially when I was about as red as my hair at the moment.  

"I'm going to grab some water," I looked up to see the girl grinning at me, "do you guys want anything?"

Roxas shook his head, a happy smile on his face.  It was just...just so nice to stare at.  Diffinetly made the whole halloween-custom-blackmail-vampire thing almost worth it.  He looked at me, "You want anything, Axel?"

I smiled back, but that didn't even begin to express the happiness I felt that he remembered my name.  See, I have this weird thing about people remembering my name.  I was always mistaken for Reno as a kid, and I hated it.  That's why I got the tattoos...well I was drunk too, but that's not the point.

"Nah, thanks." Aw, was that a little blush I saw?  Damn, he got cuter every minuet.  

The blonde girl looked from me to Roxas, a little mischief in her eyes. "I'll be back, guys."

"Sorry," I looked to Roxas.  He was grinning a little sheepishly at me, eyes bright.

"Huh?" did I mention I love his eyes and that they do wierd things to me?  'Cause I'm really not this stupid sounding.

"About e-earlier," A little stutter, he got more perfect every minuet, "You didn't deserve that, I'm just a little protective of Namine." Roxas chuckled nervously.  He was looking down, eyes shy...but still gorgeous.

"Hey, I'd kill to have a little sis to look after.  All I got is a brother who blackmails me into looking like a vampire," Now I was getting into me zone.  The Axel-is-too-sexy-and-funny-to-resist zone.

He laughed, "Then what's with the sword?" he teased.

I laughed with him, "It looks cool, got it memorized?" the catchphrase.  No one can resist.

We ended up talking for a while.  In the back of my mind I realized Namine had been gone for too long, but in the front, middle, left and right side of my mind, I really didn't give a shit.  

I learned Roxas and his family moved from Radient Gardens to Twilight Town.  Roxas really missed his friends, but he knew some kids here so he'd be okay.  He was gonna start school on Monday (he was a senoir, but he skipped a grade in middle school).  Roxas played the piano, liked history, and was mad at his parents for not letting him out tonight, because Halloween was his favorite holiday.

"Just becuase 'we don't know the neighborhood'," he snorted, "I'm sixteen, I know not to take candy from strangers, or," his lips formed a small smirk, "weirdos in vampire costumes." We laughed at the jibe at my expense, and continued on just talking.  

Before both of us knew it, it was around one in the morning.  "Shit, Reno probably thinks I'm dead, and is trying to steal my stuff."

Roxas laughed.  No matter how many times I heard that laugh that night, I never got tired of it, "I'll walk you home," his grin grew, "all that candy we ate made me hyper." Sure enough, he bounced off the couch grinning down at me, and who was I to resist a hyper Roxas?

We headed off to my house, about two blocks down the road.  No more children were out, but occasionally a group of teenagers were seen walking around.

"Hey, Axel?" I turned to look at Roxas walking beside me.  He was glancing down at my outfit, "You mentioned earlier that you were blackmailed earlier," he smiled at me, one of his dazzling-Axel-to-the-point-where-he-can't-think smiles, "What'd you do?"

"Made out with good friend's boyfriend," Shit.  I said that out loud didn't I?

"What?" um...

"It's not what it looks like!" He wasn't there to see it, you idiot! "I mean, we didn't!  But it looked like we did!  And I wouldn't hurt Sora!  He's like my little brother, I love him!  And Riku's nice and all, and he's perfect for Sora, but he's just not my type!  And-"

"Axel." Had I not been in a red mode of panic, I would've seen Roxas' soft smile.

"And Reno-being the asshole he is-decided to take a picture, and we weren't kissing!  It just looked like-" then I shut up.  Trust me, I could've gone on for hours, but the fact that Roxas was currently kissing me made me pause.

Wait.

Roxas was kissing me.  The beautiful blond boy who'd I met just hours ago, kissing me.  So, how can I resist showing off my kissing skills...which go well, if Roxas' cute little moans tell me anything.  

"Helloooo, Axel," I refused to break apart, so I just waved toward the direction of the voice, smirking a little feeling Roxas laugh against me, "Ax, I love you and all, but I reeeeeally don't wanna see you make out."

I broke off, mock scowling at Demyx (actually, nothing could ruin my night right now), "Like your one to talk.  I know more about your love life then I wanted to." I looked down at Zexion, whose whearing the shorts, but now has Demyx's swim team jacket on, "I didn't know you liked to roleplay, Zex."

Zexion glanced over at me emotionlessly, "I didn't know it only took four hours for you to stop resisting your hormones."

Demyx began laughing and Zexion wore a proud smirk.  I looked toward Roxas for some form of encouragement.  He was giggling a little.  He saw me pouting at him and hid his head in my shoulder, his laughter growing louder.  

Zexion glanced at Roxas, "See?  Even your boyfriend agrees with me.  That is," his gaze shifted to me again, "if he is your boyfriend."  Oh, I wanted to hit him for that one.  But, I suppose I can't really blaim him, I did sorta interupted that cat-halloween-role-play-thing going on there.  

"Hey, Rox?" His head was still in my shoulder giving me perfect access to stroke his soft hair.

"Mhmm?" His voiced was muffled.

"Wanna be my boyfriend?"

"Mhmm," and that was that.  Demyx and Zexion went there way, leaving Roxas and me to continue making out.

Then, like a bird hatching from an egg (try not to imagine all the yolk crap sticking to it), I figured how to get my revenge.  On Reno, I mean.  Remember him?  The reason I'm a vampire complete with pirate sword?  Yeah, that Reno.  Asshole.

"What did you call me?" Crap, said that out load...been doing that a lot tonight...

"Sorry," I began chuckling nervously running a hand through my hair, "Just thinking about Reno, and that stupid picture."  I looked away from him.  I felt Roxas grab my wrist, taking it out of my hair and began stroking it with his own instead.  To say it was a nice feeling would be such a freaking understatment right now...

"What were you thinking about him?" Was it me, or did his voice sound slightly lower?

"Um, just a little plan for revenge." The feeling of his hands slowly stroking my hair kept me pretty distracted as his small hands slid around my neck and collar.

"Is that so?" Roxas was all but purring now.  Uh-oh, dirty thoughts.  Is it wrong to think about this around a guy you met about five hours ago?  The way Roxas' hands began to slide around my chest told me he didn't care too much.

The little demon in me was chanting Score!  in my head and not really helping things along.  The angel kept telling me to wait and not be the usual idiot I am and ruin things with Roxas.  Eventually this started the epic battle of heaven and hell in my mind, while I was currently involved in a pretty hot kiss with my new boyfriend, so my conscience was currently shit.  Not that I cared too much.  All that mattered was Roxas at the moment and trying to make him groan again like he did a few seconds ago.   

And that was that.

We didn't end up having sex.  I mean, come on.  Do you think that I'm that big of a jerk-off to have sex after only five hours of knowing someone?  No way.  Even then I wanted to make it special becuase I sorta knew that I love him.

So where are we know?  Long and strong.  A year later and I love him and his eyes.  Oh, and I learned he had this secret love for my hair which explained a lot.  

Last Halloween was epic. Turns out Zexion was one of the kids Roxas knew before he moved, and taught him a thing or two, which didn't make me too surprised when the next Halloween Roxas showed up on my door, striped orange shorts (with matching ears), white tank top, and a bag of candy-corn.