disclaimer: goddamn disney has the rights. so don't look at me.

warning: the usual, language, implied sex, BL, etc.

dedication: For you, Rosalyn Angel, for you dearie. x3


---a---x---e---l---

You press Riku against the wall roughly—Riku doesn't mind now, but he's sure he will in the morning.

And clothes come off quicker than they ever have before, because it's your last night—you don't know it exactly, but you can feel it in the air along with the feel of three-day-old sex and darkness—it's been three days since you've last fucked, it seems—nobody else uses this abandoned room in the basement of Organization XIII's castle but you.

Neither of you know why you do it (you're not complaining though, it's damn good sex) or whether it's because you're both bored and sick and tired of everything and maybe some days you just need someone to hold you like they actually care.

But neither of you do care about the other, because it's just midnight fucking and that's all it'll ever be.

And when it's over and done with you both just lie there for a minute or so before he has to go (and truth be told, you should get going, too--) but then he speaks up with something you thought he'd never say.

'Promise you won't tell?'

You know full well what he means, but decide to play dumb for a little. You sit up.

'What are you talking about?'

'You know,' he says, waving a hand. You were right after all. 'This.'

And then he looks at you and you realize that if any of his friends found out he'd be devastated and then you realize that the same thing applies to you too.

'I won't tell if you don't.'

He looks surprised but he goes along with it anyways.

'Promise.'

You grin, draping an arm over his shoulders in a semblance of closeness. 'My lips are sealed.'

He smiles back at you. 'Thanks, Axel.'

You both fall asleep a little more assure this time/

---r---i---k---u---

You walk along the streets of the dark city with Sora, but neither of you speak because you're both too busy taking out heartless to talk.

But once they're gone (for now; they'll always come back later--) Sora asks something you never thought he'd ask, and you hoped he'd never ask.

'Have you ever fucked anyone, Riku?'

Tons, Sora. 'Never,' you manage to get out. You both promised you wouldn't tell, right?

Sora frowns at you—he can probably tell you're lying. But he drops the matter anyways and you both fall silent again.

---a---r---x---i---e---k---l---u---

You're both afraid that the other's going to get you to sleep and in the morning everyone's going to know about you both when you wake up.

fin.!«


typed up on the goddamn crap school keyboards that you have to attack just to type on. xD

the arxieklu thing is actually axel and riku's name combined-ish. xD;; a, x, e, l, merged with r, i, k, u.

for Rosalyn Angel. (: I'm sorry this didn't turn out the way you or me probably intended. xD;; hope you like it, dear.

but yeah.

I promise everyone else's ficcage is coming soon. xD;;

sixteen more fics to go! xD

summary totally stolen off of Billy Talent's song "A Devil in a Midnight Mass". xD

yeah, I'm going through my emo phase. xD taking back sunday owns my face.

I swear as soon as the goddamn canadian music history project is over I'm going back to my j-rock. xD

-namikun