Not To Late, Nave To Late

Axel just smirked...then tugged on Roxas's hand, pulling him to his secret place. "This is the place I go when I need to get away from everything. When I feel like something is trying to kill me, or pull me down, or something else rather depressing." Turning around, the red-head just gave a crooked grin, which made his stalker, Laxrene, and any other girl that was looking at him, drop dead. "It has a great view during twilight, too." He couldn't help but laugh. I can also get a GREAT view of YOU, too. He though, silently, and another crooked smirk escaped his lips, with a soft laugh. A blush creped along Roxas's cheeks as he thought of what Axel meant by the last part and the crooked grin made him want to melt. "Cool. But how'd you of all people find a place this beautiful in a town this crummy?" he said in a joking manner. "'Cuz, I'm special....." Was all he could manage to say before breaking out in a full laugh. Just having his love (yes, L-O-V-E, spell it out) next to him was better then anything in the whole world. "Close your eyes." Not knowing if he was, he put his hands over his friend's eyes, his hands being mildly hot, but not with sweat, but just hot. Leading his friend, he stopped when they arrived. "Take your shoes of, but keep your eyes closed, okay?" Axel smiled. Roxas laughed at the "special" comment and nodded when he was told to close his eyes, willingly following his friend as they went. Roxas turned to his friend about taking his shoes off but shrugged and did so. "Okay, but why do I have to take off my shoes?" he ask as he took them off. "You'll....not see....feel, trust me." A few moments later, with both of their shoes of, they walked on to something.....squishy......almost....SANDY! "You can open your eyes now, okay?" He removed his hand away from his best friend’s eyes, and smiled, no, grinned, at Roxas.