Red Light District

Chapter 1 - Meeting

My first chapter fic after such a break! I almost forgot to post it. O.o Oh, how I am pleased to be back! Thank you all for waiting for me and welcome, anyone new! Let's head out on all these jounreys together, alright?

Summary - Roxas is not acting himself, sleeping in class and not even wanting to hang out with his best friends. Axel is dealing with the feelings he holds for the younger blonde, having to go to a club to rid himself of the persistant need. What happens when blonde and redhead mix in the most unlikely of situations : at the sex club? Why is Roxas there, how can Axel not tell it is his best friend and what is wrong with Sora?

Disclaimer - Don't own the boys! Wish I did. But you already know who owns them, do you not? Wait, I should have said don't own the characters, because I dunno if Nam and Kairi and Lark are staying away. We'll see, won't we?

Warnings - BoyxBoy, lime, swearing

Pairings - Akuroku, Soriku

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He laid a gentle kiss on his brother's sweaty forehead, carefully slipping away, trying his best to not wake the sickly teen. Despite his best efforts, he still heard a breath of his name muttered from those parched lips.

"Sor, it's okay. I'll be back in the morning. Riku will be coming to keep you company tonight. It'll be okay. Shh, you go back to sleep now."

The chocolatey haired boy whimpered, but nodded slightly, his eyelids already drifting down. His elder brother gave a small smile before his tuft of blonde hair disappeared and he closed the bedroom door quietly.

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"Hey, Rox-as, head out of the clouds!"

The blonde snorted softly and jumped when he felt hands on his shoulders, jolting him out of his nap. "M'up, M'up. Whaddya want, Axel? I was having the best dream." Roxas moaned lazily. He glared with cerulean orbs at the red-headed best friend that woke him, eyes being met with a large grin that showed off each of Axel's glowing, white teeth.

"C'mon, yell at me later. Class is over. Now, if you just wanna sleep here all night, I'll just back off. But, if you were planning to get a ride home with me, I'm only picking up passengers for a limited time."

"Ya mean school's over for the day?"

"Yes, sir, that's what I mean. Now, c'mon, Rox-as, up ya get!"

Roxas groaned when hands grabbed him by the armpits to hold him up. He rubbed at his eyes, turning to grab his book bag before he saw it draped on Axel's shoulder. Knowing the blonde was about to protest, Axel wrapped his arm around his shoulders, guiding him from the classroom.

"Man, Rox, you need to quit that job of yours, or at least ask for fewer hours. That's the tenth time this week you fell asleep in class. Everything okay? It isn't like you to miss a thing. And, stop trying to get your book bag; I have it."

Sighing, the blonde continued to trudge along, forcing himself to wake up as he listened to the red-head go on about the day's events and complaining about how the blonde was always so tired whenever they all could finally be together. Roxas was thankful he didn't have to say much to satisfy his friend and was even more glad when he could collapse into the front seat of the brand new red Malibu while its red-headed owner opened the back door for his other two passengers. Demyx, bursting with as much energy as usual, scrambled over to sit behind the passenger's seat, cheeks flushed from having just gotten out of gym class, bits of his blonde locks plastered to his face in a sweaty mess. Zexion, book still in his hand, nodded to Axel in thanks while he sidled in beside the bouncing blonde, causing his slate bangs to shiver and expose his navy right eye that naught but the most privileged were able to have the honor of getting a glimpse of.

Roxas leaned his head back and allowed his own blue orbs to flicker shut while Axel plunked himself down, starting the vehicle and jumping right into a heated discussion with the lively blonde behind him. Before he knew it, Roxas was being lightly shaken awake for the second time in under an hour. Axel was looking on in concern as he slowly woke. Demyx and Zexion had each already been dropped off and it was just the two of them left in the car.

"Rox, is everything okay?"

"Hmm? Yeah, everything's okay. Why?"

"You're always right tired after you go to work. What is it you do again?"

"Stock shelves in Wal Mart."

"Well, how does that tucker you out so much?"

Roxas shrugged. They had been through it a million times and still Roxas hadn't told Axel about Sora or his condition. Or about what he really did for a living. All Axel knew was that Roxas worked. And worked.

"Do you want me to drive you to work today?"

"No, s'alright. I don't start till later, anyways. Thanks, though, Axel. I appreciate it."

"Rox ... Get some real sleep, okay? You look about ready to drop."

The blonde forced a smile as he stepped from the car. Before he had time to close the door, his name was being called, "And, Roxas!"

"Yeah?"

"I'll see you tomorrow."

A genuine smile appeared on Roxas' lips and he closed the door. Axel had disappeared around the bend in the street before Roxas moved. The only thing that got his attention was a silver-haired teen, his aqua eyes visible in blaring contrast to his worried face - a worried face that was calling his name.

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"He'll be alright. Riku, aren't you used to those little fits by now?"

Sora was panting, the covers drawn to his chin and he was sweating again, shivering in the aftermath of his attack, his eyelids flickering in the fantasy of a dream. Riku's head drooped. A single tear fell to his lap before he looked back at the younger boy.

"I'm sorry, Roxas. You do everything you can for him and I still screw up? I'm useless! I can't help him! He could've been in real trouble and he could have died because I'm useless!"

Roxas rolled his eyes, going over to the armchair in his brother's room, expecting an hour's sleep before needing to go to work. "Riku, remember, you're here to help me. You're supposed to be here for him, too. Notice how he has half the amount of attacks when you're around. You help him get better. So, if that's useless, get out. If you think that he doesn't need you, you can march right out of this house and never enter his life again." The tiny blonde glowered at the bigger teen, sending him a defiant look. Riku answered it with a stubborn glare of his own before he stood. Roxas faltered for a millisecond, thinking he had driven his supporting pillar away from him. Instead, Riku smirked, going to Sora's side and taking his hand, placing a soft kiss on his forehead.

"I never asked for this, you know."

Roxas smirked, curling up in a ball on the comfortable chair, letting his leg pop out of the ball to dangle over the arm. Before he knew it, he was back in his dreamland. He didn't even notice when Riku placed the blanket on him or when his brother woke and attempted to smile with the silver-haired teen at the one that had brought them closer together than ever.

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His body convulsed as his eyes took in the descriptive manga. A small moan escaped his lips as his need pressed against his tight jeans, a name groaning into the otherwise silent bedroom. "Rox-as." He bookmarked his page and turned from his computer, a pout etched on his sweating face.

"Damn, now I'm hungry. Why'd it have to be two chefs in this chapter?" Axel asked to himself as he stood, going down the stairs to the kitchen. Opening the fridge, he groaned when he noticed how empty it was. "Screw it; I'm gonna go get some real food."

Without calling to his brother, he fished his keys out of his pocket and made his way to his car the best he could with his throbbing erection still preoccupying his mind. He sighed, putting his forehead to the cool leather of the steering wheel before heading out.

Now, Axel was a strong believer in not catering to his own needs in a sexual sense, which was a belief handed down through the generations of his family. He sat for a moment in the parking lot of a little club he knew, fingers drumming on the wheel before he shut off the vehicle and marched in.

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"Ah, Axel, sir, how may we be of service tonight?"

The red-head rolled his eyes to the pink-haired man that greeted him at the door. "Now, Marluxia, stop being so formal! I'm, like, ten years younger then you, but you are still so great."

"Well, sir, you are the favoured guest."

Axel sighed, allowing himself to be led to the counter, sitting down and taking the offered menu. "You're paid to say that, aren't you?"

"We could always have that arranged, couldn't we?"

Axel shrugged, laughing. "I dunno. I don't make the rules, now do I? I only have influence on the one that does." A wink. "I'll see what I can do. But, I'll just have the regular for now."

Marluxia smiled, bowing and saying he'd be back. Before he could depart, Axel called him back. "Oh, and, Marluxia, could you please get me someone to take care of my little ... problem?"

"Of course, of course. But, Luxord is away on holiday this week. Although, we did hire a new boy a week ago... I know how much you love blondes. Shall you be his first customer?"

"Oh, new meat? Certainly! What's his name?"

"Roxas."

Axel's eyes went wide a moment before logic set in. How many people with the name Roxas were there in the world? Probably a lot more then his little blonde best friend. Besides, if Roxas really were working at such a high-end club, he surely would have bragged it up to Axel, who had yet to get a job. Axel cleared his mind and smirked. "Can't wait to show this Rox-as a good time. Grab him a plateful too, okay?"

Marluxia nodded, showing Axel to where he could be relieved.

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He was just having a snooze, still not fully caught up on his rest, when the phone began ringing. Jumping up, he snatched it off the hook, waiting for the voice that would announce his first real night on the job. "Get ready," was all the blonde heard before the click of the line going dead. Taking a deep breath, the boy settled himself at the foot of the made bed, kneeling, eyes placed on the floor in front of the door.

Voices met his ears when the door was opened. His boss stepped in, bowing to another man, one that made Roxas freeze to the floor.

"Aww," the man cooed. "Look up at me." The blonde refused. He couldn't. "Roxas, look." He knew he would be in trouble for blatantly ignoring a command, but still he couldn't will himself to move.

"Axel, I'm so sorry. I-I thought he'd be better behaved. Maybe we can arrange someone else."

"No, no. It's alright. I'm sure he's just scared. You did say that he hasn't really done this before, right? You know me, I'll have him out of his shell in no time."

Marluxia sighed, but thanked Axel for being so forgiving. Axel flashed his radiant smile and closed the door behind the pink-haired man. He moved over behind Roxas to sit on the bed, causing the blonde to stiffen.

"It's okay, I promise. I won't hurt you, if that's what's wrong."

Roxas shook his head, still not allowing his eyes to leave the floor. He felt tears welling up in his brilliant orbs, but didn't understand why. He couldn't allow his best friend to see him cry and he knew that all the makeup he had lined his eyes with would be washed away. He didn't know if Axel would know him, but he didn't want to take the chance. He was sure the redhead would force him into unemployment once more. He couldn't except that. This was the highest-paying job he could find, the only one that could save his brother.

"What's wrong, Rox-as?"

The blonde gulped before shaking his head again. "Well, if nothing's wrong, look at me." Another shake of the head. An exasperated sigh escaped Axel's lips. He sank down to the floor, grabbing Roxas by the shoulders and leaning closer to him. "You can't make any money if you don't do your job, you know." That made the blonde perk. He was only doing this for the money. He raised his head slightly, still making sure to keep his face out of Axel's eyesight. The redhead smirked. "So, that's why you're here? To make money?" A small nod. "Can you talk, or do I get the silent treatment all night?" Roxas stiffened once more. All night? Was he going to be hiding himself from his best friend all night? Was he even truly hiding from him now?

"I-I can talk." Roxas almost allowed himself to slam his face to the ground. His voice sounded so fake, he was sure Axel would pick up on it right away. But, he was shocked when Axel laughed.

"Wow, Rox, think you can fool me." The blonde grew ridged. "I know that that wasn't your real voice. Come on. Show me who you really are." Safe but not out of the fire yet. Sheepishly, Roxas turned to face his friend. Any second now he would jump back, appalled, disgusted and furious. But he didn't. He just sat there, pants still bulging with his arms crossed firmly over his chest. "That's better. Now, why would you want to hide those beautiful eyes from me? I'll give you a tip: those should be the first thing someone sees when they come in here. It'll help. You'll be able to make sure you can control the situation, even if they are so horny they're drooling on the floor. Then again, you'd be able to make a lesser man do that with just a little wink of an eye." Axel reached a hand out and lifted Roxas' gaze to his own by pushing his chin up. "There, perfect."

Roxas shuddered. How could Axel not realize who he was? He felt his chin being released and he wanted so badly to lay his eyes upon the ground once more, but they halted half-way in their travels, stuck on the bulge in front of his eyes. He heard Axel chuckle.

"Get used to seeing those, cutie. You'll be getting rid of a lot of them in the future. But, for now, we'll just wait until we get our supper."

"B-but, wouldn't that be ... uncomfortable?" Roxas still was determined to use his deeper voice.

"You would rather it be now, then? So considerate!" Axel gushed, leaning down and kissing Roxas on the lips. The blonde didn't realize what he had done until he was leaning back, shaking his head in mockery. "Another thing you'll have to learn is to kiss back, no matter how unexpected the 'affection' is." The blonde felt his face darken to a deep shade of red beneath the mask, his ears burning in embarrassment.

"I-I know how to kiss back," he defended indignantly, sitting a bit straighter, even though he had only kissed one other person and that was a girl in sixth grade. He felt something sink in his stomach when Axel's smirk grew wider.

"Prove it."

Roxas did. He straightened, glaring at his oblivious best friend before quickly gathering his courage and pressing his lips to Axel's, hoping to the gods that he wouldn't screw up. But, Axel didn't respond. He just sat there, his lips curled into that same smirk. Roxas felt his heart flutter in panic and a little bit of something else. He had just kissed Axel.

"You tell me to prove it and then you don't kiss me? How am I supposed to -"

"Rox-as, you can't just expect to get things done by kissing them to death. Turn them on."

"Doesn't take much to turn you on."

"Well, then, work with it. Show me your tricks."

Taking a deep breath, Roxas slowly kissed Axel, summoning his courage once more to let his hand go down to the tent in the elder's pants, trying to remember what it was his friend had once overindulged him in telling. Axel nodded, moaning, and kissed Roxas once more. Forcing the blonde up onto the bed, he let the younger boy do what he knew, guiding him through all the things customers were wanting.

"Now, Rox-as, you're great. A big hit. I'm sure Big Boss Man will pay good. Just, don't be so uptight at first and everything will be perfect."

Cerulean eyes widened. Roxas stared up at Axel, still wondering if he knew the truth, when the redhead broke their gaze to look longingly down at his erection. Without even thinking, Roxas slid from his spot on the bed, pulling Axel's legs with him. He kneeled and gazed up at Axel, who wore his ever-present smirk. He nodded and Roxas unzipped his tight pants, accidentally stroking the bulge while lowering the denim. Axel bit his lower lip, moaning slightly, almost inaudibly. But Roxas heard it. Never would he have suspected that he would ever be in this position with his best friend. He swallowed, hooking his thumbs in the waistline of Axel's silken boxers.

Axel was watching with pride as Roxas took his erection into his mouth.

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This boy ... he looked so familiar, but Axel couldn't place where he'd seen him before. Thoughts of it actually being his Roxas were forced out of his mind, seeing as his Roxas would never be caught dead in this part of town, let alone be on the floor in front of him. Besides, he worked at Wal Mart. This was not Wal Mart.

So, he did what his brother would want of him; he taught the new kid the ropes. He was shocked with the boy at how quickly he caught on and knowing already just where to touch to create the greatest moans from the redhead.

The whore-boy even knew how to rid Axel of his burning erection, causing the last shred of suspicion that it could be his Roxas to be washed away. His Roxas would never, ever suck someone off, no matter how badly he needed the money.

The blonde lowered himself, moving his tongue in just a way to send Axel into oblivion and back. Slowly picking up pace, the boy would glance up at Axel from time to time to make sure that he was still doing it right. Axel grabbed the side of the bed, felt his toes curl and saw white. This could not be his Roxas.

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Roxas was shocked when his throat was suddenly filled with a warm liquid that slid into his belly before he even realized what he had done. Axel was panting, head thrown back in euphoria. One final moan left his lips and he fell back on the bed, a giant grin spread over his lips. He summoned Roxas to come up and sit beside him, which Roxas did hesitantly.

"Wow. That was ... Are you sure I'm the first customer?"

The blonde nodded. Axel smirked. "Back to not talking to me, boy?" A shake of the head. "Well, whatever, that was gr-"

A knock on the door. Axel sighed, adjusting his boxers and latching his pants back together. "C'mon, Marluxia. I know you know I'm decent."

Marluxia entered, carrying two platters, each with a chicken breast and salad, a blush on his cheeks and a bulge barely visible in his cloak. "Yes sir. Here you go."

"Okay, I'll be out when I'm done. Could you call my brother and tell him I'm here?"

"And this shall be on his tab, I'm to presume?"

"As always."

Axel winked, taking the trays and forcing Marluxia to give them peace. "So, Rox, why do you need the money?" The blonde dropped his gaze once more to the floor, playing with a toe. Axel rolled his emerald orbs, sighing. "Rox, don't be so uptight. You afraid I'll go to the press and tell them your life story?" A shake of the head. A platter was pushed towards him and he eyed it before gazing at Axel. "Go on. Eat. Although I shouldn't be treating you since you are so frustrating." Axel pouted. It almost made Roxas smirk. Almost; he didn't want to give away his identity, even though he probably could have told Axel everything and the redhead wouldn't hear a word. Axel thought he would be able to get Roxas' story out of him with a guilt trip, but Roxas saw right through his plan. Instead, he ate his meal in silence, avoiding each of the questions that Axel would slip in. Age, address, reason, again, for the money, siblings, anything for some small talk, for a hint at his true identity.

Standing when he finished, Axel smiled to the blonde who was almost done. He left a small kiss on the blonde's forehead before walking to the door. Once there, he turned. "See ya tomorrow, Rox." He chided with a wave and a smile.

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"I'd prefer it if you let no one else in with him. I'll still pay his fees, but, I don't want anyone else touching my Rox-as."

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To Be Continued

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There is the first chapter! Comments, questions, concerns? I'm just a short review away!

I realize that most people would have realized it was their best friend, but, Axel is stubborn and thick-headed, so he can't see it as his best friend.

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