kingdomdressing | Just Run...

[A boy in tattered fishnets, torn bloodied shirt, and black platform boots was running. Running for his life. This time he knew he could make it. He could escape his life. His life of abuse, torture, neglect... Everything someone so young should never experience. He had to get away. He couldn't take it anymore.

It seemed no matter how fast he ran, his 'Pimp' was right on his tail. He watched every street corner, every alley, every motel, every car... No matter where Roxas ran, he was there to drag him back to the degrading life he grew to know.

Turning down an alley, he continued on, it seemed to grow darker and darker with every step. The sound of his pimp chasing him fading... Maybe he was falling behind... Maybe he could make it this time!

Once the sound of being followed had stopped, he realized he was surrounded in darkness... Then it soon faded into a dim lit hall...]

...W-Where am I?

[The terror was evident in his eyes... But regardless of where he was, he was safe from his pimp. But, how was he to know that where he ended up was better than where he was...?]

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You heard him, asshole. Get lost before I break your arm.

Who the hell do you think you talkin' to, bitch? I can take you... I think you just can't take a hint. Axel. Wants. Me. Not a trashy failed attempt at me.

[ He eventually does let go to put his hands on his waist. He's got a serious attitude now. ]

[Axel's still trying to push Roxas off, the kid clings like a freakin' octopus...]

No, you have your own Axel, kid! Get off...

You're the one who can't take a hint. I'm talking to a slut who clearly doesn't see that he's unwanted. You think you can take me? Then bring it.

[ He finally steps away from Axel... It's on now. ]

First of you pint-sized whore, i ain't no slut. Sluts do it for free. I'm expensive. And you better watch yourself or else you gonna be leavin' here with that pretty face of yours smashed up, giving Axel no choice BUT to come to me. You hear what i'm sayin'.

Roxas! ... Other... Roxas... Is this really necessary? [Backing awayyyy...]

[Gives Axel a blank look as if he just said something really stupid.] If that SLUT over there won't leave you alone, then yeah, it is.

You still look like a slut to me, slut. I hope you can back your words up, because you talk big for a little slut. [A large Nobody symbol made of light just dropped from the ceiling next to the other Roxas' foot, leaving a nasty gash in the carpet there.]

[ How many times did he have to tell him? He. Was. Not. A. Slut! Sluts are sluts, prostitutes are paid. And he was paid well. And he wasn't about to let this knock off take away this Axel who looked exactly like his Axel... This was getting confusing... ]

I told you, bitch! I ain't no slu--! [The hell is that?! Whatever it was, he jumped sure hell out of the way. ]

Where the hell did you pull that from?! You crazy! You tryin' to kill me!

[He's calling the other Roxas a slut just to piss him off, basically. Axel was his, and therefore, anyone who touched him got the full force of Roxas' wrath.]

Like I said, if you can't back up your words, you better get lost. The next one won't be aimed for your foot.

A-All right... All right... Chill bitch... I'm just playin' with you. No need to go ape shit on me. Keep your Axel. He ain't all that pretty...

[ The hell he wasn't. He was beautiful. Just like his Axel. He began walking away, but the moment he was behind Roxas, he lunged at him, jumping on his back, and pulling his hair. ]

How you like that?! Don't no Axel want a bald Roxas!

[Axel had been relieved when the Roxas seemed willing to just end it there and walk away. But then, next thing he knew, that Roxas was on his Roxas and--... Hair pulling? A little... third grade, don't you think?

Axel's still rushing over to try and pull the unfamiliar Roxas off, though, ow.]

[Very third grade. Roxas swears loudly, and staggers back over to a wall, backing into to to slam the other Roxas into said wall, repeatedly. Just, uh, watch your fingers Axel.]

Get-off-me-you-slut!

[ Oh you think thats going to knock Roxas off, do you? Hell know. activate velcro powers. He wrapped his legs around Roxas and kept pulling furiously. ]

I told you, i ain't no slut you trashy faced cow!

[Ah, geez. Catfight. Axel's definitely watching his fingers, there, stepping back, at a loss.]

Both of you, chill out!

Get the damn pants-less slut off of me and I will chill out!

[Grabs one of the other Roxas' feet and starts to twist it in the wrong direction. If the brat doesn't get off soon, he's going to break it.]

[ This was beyond catfight. This was a full out bitch-war. And Roxas doesn't roll over for anyone. Not easily anyway. ]

O-Ouch! Quit you cow-whore! [ That seemed to be his new nickname for this guy.

At the twisting of his foot, Roxas just pulled his hair even harder, then soon began resorting to just down right cruel tactics. He bit him. Bit him hard on his shoulder, and he didn't let go. Roxas seemed to be good at clinging to things. ]

...

[ ._. ]

This is ridiculous.

[Axel gives up. Seriously. What can he do?]

Ow! You god damn slut!

[Chakram the slut in the face! That would be something you could do Axel.] Ugh, you're worthless Axel!

[That snapping noise? That would be him breaking Roxas' ankle. He's moving onto the next foot now. He gave the kid fair warning, after all... And having his hair pulled was getting old, really fast.]

[ Ok, he felt that. But come on, this is a guy who is stabbed daily. However, he does back off...or rather, slides off his back and begins rolling on the ground. ]

You stupid fat whore cow! Fuck you! You better sleep with one eye open, cuz' i'm gonna cut you in your sleep! [ Yea, he meant that. ]

... [Served Roxas right? The ankle thing, not the hair-pulling thing. The other Roxas.

Oh, screw it, this is confusing.]

Ignore him. [Grabs for his Roxas' wrist and drags him away.] Let's just go.

Y-Yeah! That's right! You run away you whore cow! o-ow... You better watch your back! Both of you!

[ And he is just going to lay there for a while. On the ground. In pain. Thanks. ]

[Roxas rubs at his scalp a little, still looking pissed at the other Roxas. It was a good thing Axel started dragging him away, because he was sorely tempted to stomp on the kid.]

Fine... and you! [growls at Roxas] Go find some other Axel to screw around with. This one is mine!

... W-wow, Rox... [Just going to keep walking away, thanks. Sorry, other Roxas, maybe you should find someone to help you with that ankle.]

Just Run...

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