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mizurush · 7 years ago

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What the Cat Dragged In

I was TheWhitePumpkins‘s secret santa for the ff/kh Secret Santa! I hope you have a good holiday and you enjoy your piece!!

It was late when Axel got home from work. Letting himself in, he quickly shut the door behind himself, careful not to let Cactus, the dismissive tabby cat and roommate out. “I'm home.” He called out more for himself than the cat, how ever his call gained no response. Unusual, but the thought of the cat catching a few extra hours of sleep wouldn’t be unusual either. Toeing off his boots and dumping his bag onto the floor Axel scours the apartment looking for the fur ball. Not under the bed, not on the counter, not behind the couch and not on the window sill. He must have just found a new place to nap so Axel brushes it off, and prepares something to eat.

Its midnight when Axel’s jarred awake by a squeaking sound, he waits a few seconds, raking his brain for what it could be and when he realizes he has no idea, he grabs his phone off the bedside table, grabs a discarded belt off the floor and with shaking knees gets up and crosses the bedroom. Cactus runs past his feet and leaps onto the bed, ah there he was, the cats presence gives him a little more confidence going out into the house as now he has a friend to protect. He checks the house twice and nothing is out of place, when he returns to bed, Cactus is calm, curled up at the foot of the bed. Cats could sense danger right? If he was calm all must be fine. Axel climbs back under the covers, but he doesn’t sleep well that night.

“Cactus?” He calls out, again out of places to look for the feline. There’s not a patter of paws, or sound for response. If that didn’t work, he only had one thing left to do. He prepared himself fish for dinner, Cactus would usually be nipping at his ankles for a bite. However when he had finished his plate, alone he started to get worried.

Its about a week later he realizes Cactus is getting larger. Which really contradicts the fact he hasn’t been eating much, and hes been hiding around the house avoiding playing with Axel. Its only late at night when he hears the squeak and his mind is racing that he puts two and two together and realizes, maybe, his cat is sneaking out.

The next day he calls into work and stays home to spy on his cat, a totally adult thing to do. But he missed his cat, and had no idea where he was disappearing to so Axel sets his laptop up in the living room and Skypes his phone. Its boring for the first few crack of dawn hours as Cactus meanders between sleep and general cat activities. When he leaves the scope of the laptop webcam he sighs and goes to fooling around on his phone. Its not much later that he hears a strange thumping sound. He gets up off his spot on the bed just as he hears the squeaking sound from the night and hes a running towards it. The kitchen. He grabs a belt he had now kept by his bed as he runs to ward off the intruder, instead he sees the bottom pane of the kitchen window slowly shutting. Its only in his confusion that he sees his, not so little anymore, cat now outside and pattering away from the house.

Axel completely changes gears and makes a run for the door. Needing to find out where his cat was going everyday he follows just at the edge of his vision. It’s a few streets down that Axel sees the cat climb a fence all too well and way too quickly that he rounds the block and starts slamming on the houses front door.

There’s no response and he knocks loudly again. Finally there’s an answer. Axel is all too steaming with rage to care or even take in who answers the door.

“You stole my fucking cat.” He spits as soon as the door is open. Hes rigid and leans into the stranger.

There’s a beat of silence as the stranger, quite a bit shorter than him, with confused, bewildered and scared deep sea blue eyes, dressed in some sort of band t shirt and some skinny jeans that hang off him and the most outrageously styled blonde hair stares up at him. “Marmalade?” He questions voice completely innocent.

“His name is Cactus and I saw him go into your backyard and I want him back”.

At the sound of his name the cat in question comes up to rub against the strangers leg. Immediately Axel bends his lengthy frame and hoists the cat to his own chest. The much shorter blond makes a noise of protest and this arms go out to try to grab the cat but they pull back.

The stranger looks disappointed but Axel doesn’t care, they should have known better.

“Can I at least say good bye? I just want to know hes being taken care of.” The blonde sad eyes plead with him as he begs.

“I am taking care of him just fine.” Axel curtly nods, turns on his heel and walks home.

Cactus sits at the window and paws at it everyday crying. Axel has tried everything, feeding him better food, more attention if that was possible, and more toys, but the cat still cries, wont touch his food and leaves “surprises” all over the house.

Its with a bruised ego and a stone face that Axel goes back to the house that Cactus had been frequenting and knocks on the door.It takes a bit but the same guy from last time answers, looking less afraid but more uncaring, when he sees Axel however he gets confused.

“My cat misses you.” He admits and actually gets a good look at the person,

“I miss your cat.” It almost sounds like a question but with the amount of emotion in it Axel thinks it cant possibly be.

“I was thinking maybe,” he pauses to sigh “ he could come visit, every once and a while. “

“Yeah!” Its obvious the guy realized she sounded a little too excited. “Id like that.” He adds and he sees the blond smile for the first time and despite his bitter mood he cant help but smile too. “Roxas.” The man smiles and reaches out his hand to Axel.

“Axel.” He replies and shakes his hand.

When Axel brings Cactus over to the Roxas characters house he realizes Cactus likes Roxas much more than him, and realizes the punkish exterior he exudes disappears around the cat .At first Axel keeps up the standoffish front but as the Thursday nights at 6:30 start to build up the dam starts to wear down.

He learns that the blonde was 3 years younger, and had just moved into town around the time saying he needed a new start. He was lonely but couldn't afford a cat, so when “Marmalade” paid him visits he took him in without question. And as much as Axel hated to admit it, he looked forward to the Thursday night play dates and talking with Roxas. He invited him out to a coffee shop to show him to at least the towns market so the poor guy could get out of his house, which he didn't seem to do.

He asks at one of the play dates mockingly if his girlfriend gets jealous when he comes over, and all too bluntly the blond replies that his late boyfriend would have thrown a fit. Axel picks up on it only after thinking it over twice and there's a slight pause. “ I moved away from my old boyfriend, we broke up and I needed something fresh. I needed a town a people who weren't filled with darkness.” Making eye contact has now filled their conversations and play dates rather than communally staring at the cat, but this time Roxas’ eyes are sober, serious and cold. “Im gay. If that's a problem, you're free to leave. “ The first part is quieter, but the later is firm and it seems so practiced Axels heart almost breaks. He’d enjoyed spending time with the guy, hell he had started texting with him about stuff other than their cat.

“Guess my gaydars broken.” Axel shrugs and Roxas slowly unfreezes from his resolve as he pieces together what he means.

“You're-?” Roxas asks, almost shocked.

“A homosexual.” Axel nods in a feign way as if taking in some new scientific discovery. He reaches over to pet the cat who is batting at a toy on a string Roxas is dangling. He can see the blond give a genuine, warming smile and he thinks he finally understands.

Axel takes Roxas under his wing. They spend time together, their regular cat play dates for about another month turn, the real motive usually being to hang out, side motive so Cactus/Marmalade can bask in both of their presences. There’s friendly texting, things that aren't cat updates or pics of what the tabby had gotten himself into. It isn't until they start meeting at Axel’s house and more outside, sans cat that things start to get, romantic. There’s never really a point where they realize they’ve decided to date. Axel just zones out one day, arm around his blond boyfriend, Cactalade as Roxas started dubbing him laying with his head on Roxas’ lap and his body on Axel’s while they binge watch Netflix that Axel realizes having two separate houses, really isn't necessary. Its a financial burden, and when the other leaves for the odd day a week they text each other nonstop. They've already started sharing financial responsibility for the cat, so really he thinks there cant be much else left, hes sure Roxas would pipe in there's a lot of differences but hes excited for them, and hes sure Roxas will happy shove each new difference in his face as the come up.

#akuroku #fanfic

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