Note to all: kay. I don't own Axel, or Roxas, or any of those people for square enix/Disney. If I did, then obviously, something a little more explicit between male characters would happen. 3
This is one of my /veryfirst/ fanfics ever made. So don't critique it too harshly.
xxx.
"Ah… H-hey!" Pants echoed through the alleyway, seeming to come from a secluded area, with two figures tossing and turning violently on the floor. "Axel! St-stop!" A fragile, small-figured boy whined, tossing his blonde locks out of his face, trying to overthrow the one on top – Axel. He had a devilish smirk across his lips, his coat merely covered his hips, and his hands kept the littler one's wrists pinned on the ground. The emerald eyes glimmered once a satisfied chuckle came around, giving the blonde a soft kiss on the ear. He immediately began wiggling in retaliation.
"Roxas, lighten up! It's not like I'd rape you." The red-haired male assured, adding another teasing kiss. The blonde squeaked, deep blue eyes flashing. "I mean, look at you, you're spazzing so badly. Do you really think I'd do that?" A nod came from the younger male. He had no desire for Axel's toying mood, and by Xemnas, he'd smack his friend upside the head… If he had the chance.
"Let... Go!" Roxas barked, raising his knees to his stomach, quickly tossing Axel off of him with a sharp thrust of his legs. Getting to his feet, his key blade was at hand, pointed to Axel. "Don't you dare pull that again. I don't want to be kicked out of the Organization because of your whims." He growled, withdrawing his weapon, soon walking toward the rust hued cloth, which served as the entrance to the small hideout.
"Aw, you're being so mean." Axel acted as if he were hurt, pressing his hand over his chest; where he heart would have been (if he had one). "And that kick! What've you done to make yourself that strong?" Slinking beside the blonde, he quickly slid an arm over the shorter boy's shoulder. "And why haven't you told me you love me yet?"
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It was all dull now. The word 'love' had lost its appeal; it was an unreal emotion to the organization member, ever since Roxas had forgotten… About him, the organization, how he was a Nobody… It left a bittersweet flavor on the tip of his tongue. How long had it been? A week? Month? Year? Ages? Yes, ages seemed to fit the situation. The truth of the matter was that the blonde had been gone for a year. Thanks to Namine, and her pulling apart of Sora's memories.
His bright green eyes were fixed on his gloves, discarded on a night stand beside a blue-and-yellow glowing lamp. The bed was squeaky, but more than comfortable. So this was Roxas's room… How luxurious for him. How Axel envied him. How he wanted him back the way he was…
Suck it up. There was no slight possibility that Roxas would ever be the same, so why dwell on the issue? All he had to do for now was to wait for his retired companion to come home, and then jump him at the first chance he got. Axel wouldn't sink to a level of doing anything nasty to the younger boy. This was simply a command from Xemnas, and of course, he jumped at the offer. Not like he'd actually follow any other commands.
Soon enough, he heard a click from the door knob, as it turned slowly to the left. His expression immediately brightened. It would be mere seconds before the blonde was his captive.
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Lovely, no? It just keeps you on the edge of your seat in suspense. :o
Continue, or not to continue.
Depends on the reviews.