-1(I have a new idea, but no title. So in the meantime, more boredom about nothing. Geh.)

The Flame And The Fox

Chelle. Let's examine her in this fine new one-shot. She came to the Organization one day, completely random, and demanded that they let her join. So they did, and she has been living there ever since. Friendly with most of the members, there is one particular member she is rarely seen without. Whether it be laughing, hugging, chasing each other, shouting nonsense at each other, whatever, Axel and Chelle rarely seem to go anywhere without the other. Yes, Axel is supposed to be best friends with Roxas, and the keyblader is seen with the two on occasion, but since the girl came, he has turned into a loner of sorts, preferring to be in his room more than anything else. So, Axel and Chelle have become great buddies. Now, as hinted in in other stories of mine, it is known that Chelle fancies Demyx. Does Axel know this? Of course he does. Does he care much? Not really, since their relationship isn't romantic at all. Just wanted to clear a few things up, since Axel is so affectionate with her, it might be confusing. Onward, to the nonsensical stuff!

"Axel, I'm bored senseless, let's go do something fun!" The girl whined, latching onto his arm and shaking it.

"Bored? Excuse me? Are you implying that simply being in my presence isn't enough for you?" He asked, sweeping his arms grandly about himself.

"Well, it usual it, your Highness, but I've grown so accustomed to it, I need a bigger fix nowadays." She giggled.

"Spoiled brat! Honestly, you kids today and your manners!" He huffed, striding ahead of her in mock anger, but he turned around and flashed her a smirk nonetheless.

"Kids?!? I'm only two years younger than you and only a couple inches shorter, I'm no kid!" In contradiction to her statement, however, she ran up and jumped on his back, clasping her hands around his throat. "Carry me?"

"You couldn't have asked before you jumped on me? Jeez, your annoying, kid….Hey! I know what we can do!"

"Wot?" She inquired, switching accents as she sometimes does.

"Tis a surprise, my dear, but hang on, and I promise you'll like it. Got it memorized?"

"How many times do I have to say it, Axel, I have everything memorized! Remember? I have a wicked memory, so you can stop asking that!!"

"Force of habit, sorry. Y'know, get down, I'll carry you the other way, you're choking me." He let her down, then got down on his knees, and let her clamber on his shoulders. But when he stood back up, they swayed. A lot.

"Woah! God, Axel, this idea sucks! Two tall people shouldn't do this, we're gonna fall!!"

"Shut up, we're not gonna fall. And this is your fault, if I recall, miss "lets jump on Axel"" She propped her elbows on his head and stopped arguing, electing to sniff his hair instead. "Wanna tell me what your doing, you freak?"

"You smell like cinnamon! Cinnamon and burning!"

"I'm Axel, baby, what do you expect?" He said smoothly

"I'll pay you never to call me baby again. It creeps me out."

"Oh, right, I forgot, that's dear Demy's job, isn't it?" He knew how much teasing Chelle about Demyx bothered her, but he didn't care. It was fun.

"You shut up!" She couldn't come up with a better comeback because she was so flustered, turning a shade of pink as she does whenever somebody mentions the Sitar-user.

"This is soooo cute, my sweet little girl has a crush!" He kept teasing. She gave him a hardcore noogie for his efforts. "Ahh! I swear to God, I'll drop you right here, and you'll break your pretty little spine! Little bitch, your messing up my hair!"

"Yeah? Say some more then, I dare you!" She messed up his hair some more, and they seriously swayed a lot, before collapsing.

"Kyaaaa!!" "Grahh, fuck!!!"

Chelle ended up on Axel, Somehow, And they were both sore.

"I told you, you stupid pyro! I told you this would happen, owww, I promise, my lawyer will hear about this!"

"You don't have a lawyer, you stupid girl! And don't act like you're the only one hurt, your friggin on top of me! You aren't too light, if you didn't know!" He shoved her off, and sat up, all sore and aching. She growled at him for mentioning her weight, which she was very self-conscious about, and then tackled him, sending them both tumbling down the hallway. They came to a halt, and Axel stood up, more bruised than before.

"Little whore! God, someone needs to put you a leash. No wonder demy won't give a second glance, you're friggin nuts!" He regretted saying the words as soon as they were out of his mouth. This had stricken a direct blow against his friend, and she huffed, got up, and hurried away, but not before Axel saw the tears in her eyes. "God damn me and this damn mouth…I really would not spend this afternoon playing cheer up for the drama queen…But I guess I have to."

He strode to her room, right next to Demyx's, and wasn't too surprised when he found that it was locked.

"Open up, girly, I need to drag my stupid ass in and apologize." No answer. He rolled his eyes. She couls stubborn when she wanted to be. "Come on, you know you wanna!" nothing. Man, he was bad at this. But he had an idea! "If you don't open your door, I'll tell Dear Dem that something's wrong! You know, I'll bet he will scamper over here and see what's wrong with his poor wittle Chelle. You wouldn't want him to see you in such a huff, now would you?" Chelle, in her room, froze. This was a bluff, surely, the idiot wouldn't go so far as doing that! No, no she would stay as she is, and not let him in. there was silence for a while, and Chelle figured she had won. That is until, a gentle knocking reached her ears, paired with an equally gentle voice.

"Chelle? Axel told me that something was wrong, and that he thought I could help…" That sweet, melodic voice that made her heart stop (not literally, she was a nobody just like the rest). Without a word, she opened the door and walked out, mustering her best sweet voice.

"No, Demyx, Nothing's wrong. Axel is just being an idiotic jerky asshole-" she glared at the redhead "-but thanks for the concern."

"You sure? It looks like you've been crying…" He closer inspected her face, and she blushed a deep red, choosing to side-step him and bolt, yelling behind her " S-sorry, gotta run!"

Demyx stood there puzzled, and Axel slapped a hand to his face, muttering about how hopeless she was.

Chelle had stopped around the fifth corner she had turned, sitting against the wall, nearly drowning in self-pity. She had ran! Now he'll think she was…some sort of introvert…and she'll never get his affection now. She didn't acknowledge when Axel found her, and sat by her side.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have called Dem, should I?" he tried, sounding sincere. She laid her head on his shoulder

"It wasn't your fault. It's okay, Axel."

"You gonna be okay, Chella?"

"No. First, I need to get braver, and I need to stop freaking out whenever he talks to me. But do me a favor till then?"

"hmm?"

"Stay the way you are, it's lovely to have an idiot like you around."

"Aww, thanks Chelle, I promise I wont cha- Hey! I'm not the idiot here!" She grinned, and started to tickle him. And Axel is very ticklish, or those who don't know. Veeery ticklish.

(Axel is so damn cute. I love him to death. And this friendship of ours is going to remain true in most of my stories and things. Hope you guys liked it. Ciao.)