And I've made another sequel. If you haven't read the others I'd advise for you to do so :)

Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts :(

When we started dating

I was waiting in front of Roxas' school, like I had done every day that he was at school, for over two weeks. Me seeing him had become a daily occurance. Soon the bell rang out, and the kids started flocking out of the building. As always I looked for the mop of blonde hair, and as always I spotted it quickly. It was near the entrance. It wasn't moving, so I decided to walk towards it. I could easily keep a watch on the hair, seeing as I was quite tall, so almost none of the kids heads could block my view. Soon the recipient of my affection appeared. He stood talking with Xion, and he was blushing heavily. What were they talking about? I marched towards them, and picked up a part of the conversation.

"-don't know." Roxas said.

"If you don't know, then who does? Oh, hi Axel."

"Hi Xion." I draped my arm over Roxas' shoulder. " What are you talking about?"

"Nothing." Roxas said quickly. I didn't believe him.

"Liar. Tell me." I demanded.

"Don't wanna." He said mockingly. Brat stole my line. I moved my face close to his, batted my eyelashes and whispered: "Please." He looked uncomfortable, but my arm was still around his shoulders, so he couldn't move away.

"Please get outta my face." He whispered.

"Don't wanna." I whispered back. I wondered how he would react if I kissed him. Usually he would blush, but this time tons of people were watching us. He would probably get angry. Really angry. But I wasn't sure. Maybe I should just do it, so that I could see his reaction. Before I actually did it, Xion interrupted me.

"Well, you two lovebirds, I'll be going now. See you later." And then she was off. I pulled away from Roxas and looked after her. When she was almost gone, she turned around and waved. I waved back.

"So... Should we go to the clock tower?" Roxas asked.

"Yeah." I started walking, and then Roxas did something that surprised me. He took my hand.

"What are you doing?" I asked sounding suprised.

"I'm holding your hand."

"I can see that. Why?"

"Because I want to. Do I need any other reason?" He smiled.

"No." I smiled softly back. We walked to the clock tower in silence. When we got to the door that said: Personal Only Roxas grumbled a bit, but followed without any trouble. The first couple of times hadn't been as easy. Roxas had thrown a hissy fit. Luckily he hadn't attempted to 'kick my ass' like he had threatened to. Couldn't imagine that turning out well. Apparently I was smiling at the thought, because Roxas asked me: "What are you smiling about?"

"Nothing." I answered, giving him a casual smile.

"You are smiling about something. Or else you're a weirdo."

"Then I guess I'm a weirdo." He sighed at that.

"You got that right. You're one of the weirdest weirdos I've ever met."

"Ouch. You wound me so, Roxy." I said with a dramatic handgesture. He snorted.

"Sorry, I guess." He said.

"You guess? You should be sorry. After all you hurt me deeply." I sighed dramatically.

"Then I am sorry. Really, I am." He said in a monotone voice.

"Liar. But I'll forgive you anyway. Because I'm such a generous person."

"Thank you so much." He muttered sarcastically.

"Your welcome." I replied cheerfully. By now we had reached the top of the stairs. I opened the door and pulled Roxas along outside. It was cold and windy. I shuddered slightly.

"It's cold." Roxas said.

"I know. Come on, let's sit." I pulled him towards the ledge. We sat, our hands still intertwined. He looked at me with a serious expresion.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"It's nothing important." He sighed.

"Apparently it is. Come on, you can tell me." I smiled encouragingly.

"No, it's not. It's just..." He trailed off.

"It's just what?" I pressed.

"It's just... Axel, are we dating?" He looked at me, awaiting my answer. I was quiet for a long time, just staring at him. Then I grinned.

"Of course we are, Roxy-poo." He looked relieved.

"Oh..."

"Was that what was bothering you?" I asked.

"Yeah." He blushed and looked away. Then came silence. After a while I shuddered again.

"It's really cold." I commented.

"It is." He answered. He was shaking from the cold. I thought for a bit, and then said:" Let's go to my place."

"Your place?" He asked surprised. "Right now?"

"Yep." I stood up, pulling him along. "Come on, Roxy-poo."

"Are you sure?" He asked hesitatingly.

"Of course I'm sure. Besides, my apartment is close to here and it's cold, so it's the most natural place to go to."

"I guess." He still hesitated a bit.

"You don't want to go to my place?"

It's not that. I just think that it's very... Personal."

"Does that matter? Besides, going to my place is legal. Being here isn't." Apparently that argument worked.

"Right. Let's go then." He started walking resolutely towards the door. When we were at the front of the tower he stopped.

"What's wrong now?" I asked.

"Umm... I don't know where to got to." He admitted.

"Then it's a good thing that I know." I grinned and started pulling him along. After a five-minutes walk, we arrived.

"Well, this is it." I said. I let go of his hand, and started searching for my keys.

"You live here?" He stared at the giant building with big eyes.

"Yeah." I unlocked the door and held it open for him. "I live on the third floor, so we have to walk up some stairs."

"That's okay." He smiled. We walked up the stairs in silence. When we got to the third floor I unlocked the door, and once again held it open for him.

"Wow." He said once he stepped inside.

"Wow what? The mess? I apologize for that. I ain't exactly an organized person." I grinned apologeticaly.

"It's okay." He said, looking around. "Do you live here by yourself?"

"Yep."

"Axel, how old are you?" He asked, suddenly very serious.

"18." That made him look relieved. "You?"

"I'm 16."

"Oh, that's a relief. That means this relationship is legal."

"Yeah." He looked embarrassed.

"Now take a seat, then I'll make some tea."

"Where am I supposed to sit?"

"On the couch. Just remove the clothes." He swept the clothes onto the floor, and sat gingerly. I walked into the kitchen and started searching through drawers and cupboards. I found two clean cups, some teabags and a keetle. I filled the kettle with water and started it. Then I put the teabags in the cups and waited. Finally the water started boiling. I poured the water into the cups. I then took a cup in each hand, and walked into the living room/bedroom. Roxas was sitting on the couch, looking around.

"'Sup, Roxy-poo?"

"Not much. Tea?"

"Here." I gave him one of the cups, and seated myself next to him. A comfortable silence settled. Roxas was the one who broke it.

"Now that I'm certain that we are dating, I'll tell my parents about you." I froze.

"You'll what?" I asked.

"I'll tell my parents about you." He repeated calmly. I stared at him.

"You can't do that!" I exclaimed.

"Why not?"

"Because... Well, you see... Parents don't really like me."

"Why do you think that?"

"Experience. The last time I met the parents they hated me."

"Dosn't mean mine will." He seemed to go deep into thought.

"What is it?"

"You've dated before. Who?" He sounded jealous.

"Some guy named Saix. Why, are you jealous?" I asked with my trademark grin.

"Am not! Don't say stupid stuff like that!" He blushed.

"It's not stupid. You are so jealous. Now I want to know. Have you dated before?"

"I've dated a girl named Naminé and also Xion." He admitted.

"You're a real ladykiller, huh?" I asked, grin still in place. He blushed an even deeper shade of red. He mumbled something i couldn't quite hear, but it sounded suspiciously like he said: "Stupid redhead."

"What was that?" I asked.

"Nothing." He answered smoothly. I did the same thing I had done at the school. Moved really close to his face and whispered: "Please tell me." He seemed to contemplate what to do. Then he did another thing that surprised me. He kissed me. For the first time ever. Usually I was the one who did the kissing. But now HE was kissing ME. My hand reached up to cup his cheek, and his arm snaked itself around my neck. It all felt natural. Like we had done it a million times before. Way too soon he pulled away. I gaped at him. His face was slightly flushed.

"You just kissed me." I said, completely taken aback.

"Yeah..." He avoided my gaze, but his arm was still around my neck. I stroked his cheek absentmindly.

"Thank you." I whispered. A smile slowly finding it's way onto my face. He finally looked at me.

"Anytime." He whispered back. Then we just sat there, staring at each other. We were still very close, his arm around my neck and my hand on his cheek. I pressed my forehead against his, still silent. Then I whispered: "I love you, Roxas." More staring. "A lot."

"I think that I love you too." He whispered back. I grinned.

"Thank you." Then I reluctangly pulled back, untangling myself from him. He sighed and took a sip of his tea. He then pulled a face.

"It's gone cold." He mumbled. Then he glanzed out the window. It was getting dark. "And I have to go home soon."

"Okay. Here, give me your cup. Then I'll put it into the kitchen." I walked into the kitchen with a cup in each hand. He trailed close after me.

"I'll walk you home." I said after I had dumped the cups into the sink.

"Okay." We walked to the entrance and out through the door. I locked the door and took Roxas hand.

"You lead the way." I said. After we had walked a for little while, he came to a stop in front of a cosy-looking house.

"This is it." He said and smiled.

"Then I'll see you later, Roxy-poo." I grinned at him. Then I leaned in to give him a quick kiss. It ended up being not so quick. When I pulled back we were both out of breath.

"I'll see you later." He said. When I had taken a few steps away from him, he said: "Oh, and Axel?" I turned around to look at him. "I'll tell my parents about you." He then grinned and ran into the house, leaving me standing there, staring after him.

The end

Their relationship is legal in Denmark. I don't know the rules in other countries, but in Denmark it's legal. Roxas PoV will be up in a bit :)