A Good Other

Roxas

"A skateboard?"

That was the first thing that you realized after eating concrete, or at least almost eating concrete. The worst thing that you could possibly almost trip over would be a newspaper or two. It was a terribly reasonable thing to kick out of the way, however a skateboard was a completely different thing.

Reaching down to pick it up, it was a solid board that's for sure. Oddly enough there was a sense of familiarity with a skateboard, but not this one. A sleek white board with some odd black designs, they almost appeared to be hand painted or even stenciled in by someone. Deciding to flip it over you looked on the bottom side of the board with the same black designs. You smiled noticing some black smudging that proved that the board wasn't bought this way.

Down by the bottom set of wheels you did notice some writing that appeared that a thin sharpie had gone over multiple times. It was beginning to fade but luckily you could read the scribble.

Return to...

Organization XIII

Whomever wrote the note must have ran into a puddle or something because what may have been a name was obviously smudged.

Heaving a sigh all that you did for a couple of minutes was staring down at the board, the name Organization XIII  rolling around in your head. Until you remembered from the other night, or was it last night? Regardless of which night it was all that came into your head was the cute blond delivery boy named Roxas.

"Could he have really forgotten this here?" Mumbling to yourself while looking in both directions of looking down the street.

It felt strange in your head that Roxas would forget something like this. Unless it began to rain last night or he got distracted and simply forgot it. Shrugging your shoulder you decided that you were better off going to this tattoo parlor ran by his friend. Or at least that's what the blond delivery boy had mentioned.

Like always the subway was stingy, muggy and down right uncomfortable. This time around you were unable to find a seat when the train came around and decided to stand with the board between your legs standing up. Leaning against the pole, you realized that a couple of people were side eyeing you and the board.

You made sure to get out of that station soon as you hit the mall.

"Hey [Name]!"

Coming up from the underground you were met with dark sapphire eyes and one of the most bubbly personalities that you knew in the city. There was Sora all dressed up and ready for his shift at the bar.

Smiling warmly you waved at the messy haired young man. "Hey Sora, ready for work?" You watched him shrug as he laced his hands behind his head. Despite the fact that you had worked along side Sora for a couple of weeks at this point, he never strikes you as a workaholic.

"I guess, my mom doesn't need too much help at the bakery today so.." Sora found his words beginning to wander off the more that his eyes wandered. His brows furrowed together the moment you came to realize what he was staring at.

"Where did you get that?"

Lifting the skateboard as if for confirmation, which Sora nodded his head multiple times. "Outside my building, almost broke my neck on it."

He became quiet with his lips pursed together, a split second later Sora was all smiles and happy-bubbly. "I know a little bit about boarding, maybe I'll teach ya. Gotta go, bye [Name]!"

Tilting your head to the side and squinting your eyes a slight bit, you were wondering what exactly was up with some people lately. "Weirdos."

It was easy locating the tattoo shop, while speaking with Sora you could hear the typical argument between the owner and another shop owner. Standing outside of the tattoo shop was a redhead with what appeared to be the worst bedhead ever. His head tilted to the side as you approached. The two tear drops underneath his eyes caught your attention as well, it was hard to tell if he noticed when that smirk appeared on his face.

His eyes traveled and quickly found the skateboard.

"Hey, blondie get out here!"

You looked toward the store front where there was some clothes on a couple of standing racks, two couches and a large table. There was a counter with a TV doing a slideshow and the top part of a computer that was probably sitting on the desk on the other side.

However, sitting on both of the couches happened to be two familiar looking blonds. You could only focus on one of them and it definitely wasn't the one with a mullet.

Roxas stood up rather quickly that he nearly stumbled, Demyx shot out a chuckle watching the other blond walk over to you and Axel.

"[N-Name]! I didn't think you'd show up.." You smiled warmly while Axel rolled his eyes and walked back into his shop.

Lifting up the board a little bit more, you shrugged. "I sort of tripped over this morning. I thought you'd want it back."

This eyes lit up like it was a Christmas tree, a wide spread grin on his face the second that he noticed the board. "I realized this morning that I didn't have it," His grin faltered for a second or so. "Soon as I stepped out of your building, um.. a really big dog sort of chased after me."

You narrowed your eyes a little bit when Roxas had to rethink the next set of words. There was something rather doubtful about this 'dog' thing.

Handing it off to Roxas you scratched the back of your neck. "So.. think you could teach me how to skate sometime?"

You had to block out the other two men in the shop the second that Roxas blushed, starting from the tip of his ears then across his face. "Y-Yeah! Wanna start now?"

It was hard not to laugh as you caught Roxas glaring at Axel and Demyx over his shoulder as the two of you left.