First of all, I want to make sure everyone knows that I am NOT giving up on SMAS, nor is it on haitus. I will finish it soon, I just needed to step back and work on something new to get the juices flowing again.

Hence, this little darling. Let me know if you guys like it

+++Do not own KH+++

ENJOY!

I sat finishing off my Long Island Iced Tea, and sighed softly. Happy twenty-third birthday to me. My friend Demyx and his boyfriend Zexion had dragged me all the way to this stupid bar, on this stupid stormy day. They said I needed to get out more and stop being so, as Demyx put it, 'hermitty'.

However, Dem seemed to think he was superman when it came to drinking and Zexion had ended up carting him out after an hour of being at the bar. I glanced at my watch and almost chuckled. It was only 9:45pm. If I left now, I could probably finish the last bit of my latest chapter in my newest book.

I smiled to myself as I thought about how excited my pesky little neighbor would be when he got back from his vacation to a few new chapters of his favorite series. The kid acted as if he was still six years old sometimes, even though he was almost twenty-one. I pretended to be gruff with him, but I had a soft spot for the little pest and he knew it.

I sighed and waved the bartender over so that I could pay my tab. The man with spiky black hair came over to me, but looked rather haunted. I couldn't help but ask him why he looked so upset as I handed him the bills. He shook his head,

"Some kid came in here looking like hell and asking for Riku. I told him that it was my first night here and I didn't know who that was. He ran out before I could offer to call him a cab."

He sighed and ran a hand through his messy black hair,

"The poor kids gonna catch his death in this weather. All he had on was a red t-shirt and jeans, looking like he'd been in some helluva fight."

I frowned "Riku lives in my apartment complex. He works here on weekdays, but he and his boyfriend are on vacation right now. I wonder who that kid was."

The man shrugged "The kid looked terrified. Would you mind leaving your number in case he comes back. He said he didn't know how else to get into contact with them."

I nodded and gave him the number. I wouldn't mind helping some kid out, hell I wrote children's books for a living. I kind of felt bad that he'd run out into this weather like that, but there wasn't much I could do.

I left the bar and walked to my car, glad that the rain had decided to let up for a least a little while. I hated the rain with a passion. I sighed and pressed the unlock button on my keychain. I was never happier to hear that 'thunk' sound. I would be home soon and I could relax.

I'd just sat down in the driver's seat when I heard the screams. I shot up out of my car, slamming the door shut, and headed toward the sounds. I broke into a dead sprint when I could understand the words. A terrified voice cried out,

"STOP! P-Please! HEL—mph!"

I turned the corner and saw an alleyway between two big brownstone buildings. I felt a wave of fury roll through me when I realized that the residents weren't doing anything to help whoever was in trouble. The whole fucking human race disgusted me sometimes.

I stopped short when I saw a little blonde being pinned to the wall on one side, by some neanderthal looking thug in a beanie. He'd ripped the boy's shirt open and had his tongue shoved down the blonde's throat despite the smaller male's struggling.

He made a sound of pain and yanked away hissing "You little bitch! You fucking bit me!"

The blonde was choking on air and the thug slammed his head back against the wall. He slumped forward and crumpled on the ground. I was already moving. I sent my fist into the thug's jaw with everything I had and he went flying back.

He recoiled and staggered before catching himself on the wall and snarling,

"What the fuck man? Can't you see I'm a little busy here?!"

I snapped "The kid said "No" you ass. I'm positive that doesn't translate to 'please rape me'!"

The thug growled and moved to grab the now unconscious boy and I gripped his wrist and pinned him to the wall. He struggled but I put pressure on his arm and snarled in a deadly voice,

"What part of fuck off do you not seem to get moron? I will break your fucking arm."

He cried out in pain as I pressed harder, but yelled "I saw the little slut first man, he's mine. Get your own!"

I snapped. I wrenched his arm up and heard it pop out of socket. He screamed in agony and I slung him to the ground on the other side of the alley. He landed, ass first, in a puddle and I leaned down, my face inches from his and hissed,

"If I ever see your face again I'll make sure to break more than just your arm. Got it memorized?"

He nodded, cradling his arm and I swept my arm out "Get lost!"

He ran off and I turned and looked at the kid crumpled up on the ground. I sighed seeing the dirty red shirt and jeans. This must be the kid from the bar. Damn, today just wasn't his day was it?

I walked over and scooped him up, noticing that he was soaking wet. I looked at the back of his head and there was some swelling, but no blood. I saw that there were old bruises on his exposed chest and hissed through my teeth, what the hell happened to this kid?

I decided pretty quickly to just take him home with me. If he hadn't run to the hospital in the first place with all these bruises and shit there had to be a good reason. I'd wait for him to wake up and then I'd get the story.

I carried him back to my car and when I sat him in the passenger seat I cringed inwardly seeing that the button for his jeans was missing and the zipper was broken. I should have fucking murdered that bastard in the alley when I had the chance.

I shucked off my coat and covered the blond with it to preserve some of his privacy. I went around to my side and got in. I made sure to turn the heat way up to help the boy warm up. I rolled my shoulders in an attempt to calm myself and pulled out of my parking spot.

I'd made it all the way to the freeway before the little blonde started to moan and come to. I figured it would be best to pull over to explain and I was extremely glad I did. He blinked his eyes open and stiffened and I saw his hands move around under the jacket before he snapped his head to me with eyes full of terror. He screamed,

"Wait N-No! Who are you? Where am I?!"

I opened my mouth and he scrambled for the door handle. I grabbed his arm "Whoa kid stop, we're on the interstate! Just let me explain! Alright?"

He kept hold of the lock and the handle so he could get out and looked at me with big blue eyes full of confusion and fear. I let go of his arm and said

"There now. Easy love. I promise I mean you no harm. You were looking for Riku right?"

He trembled, and breathed out, "H-how do you know that?"

I put my hands up in a neutral position,

"The bartender told me. He was rather upset that you'd run off in the rain looking like you'd been through hell."

He sniffled, just staring, owl-eyed, at me and I continued,

"I was getting in my car when I heard you screaming for help and I saw that brute pinning you in the alley."

He let go of the lock and handle to pull the coat tighter and let out a sob. I relaxed a bit when he let go of the door handle, but he looked so defeated that I felt sick. I reached out and very hesitantly put my hand on his shoulder, saying firmly,

"Hey, look. It's okay. He's not going to touch you again. Not ever. Alright love?"

The blonde nodded and I pulled my hand back before I asked quietly,

"Why were you looking for Riku?"

He sniffled "How do you know him?"

I scrutinized the boy and figured I'd go first. I didn't want to push him. I gave him a small smile and said, "Well you see, I don't really know Riku so much as I know his boyfriend Sora. Riku works all night during the week so he sleeps for most of the day. This leaves his hyper boyfriend alone and miserable during the day."

The boy's eyes were wide and tears shined, threatening to fall. I continued in a soft tone,

"I work from home as an author for a children's book series called "The Kingdom of Hearts" Sora was pacing on the balcony one day looking particularly miserable, and I let him into my apartment, feeling sorry for him. Ever since he figured out what I do, he comes during the day and I read him the latest chapter in the book."

The blonde was sniffling and tears started to fall. I frowned "What's wrong love?"

He sobbed and said "S-Sora's my b-brother. He left two years ago and I was trying to find Riku to get to him."

I frowned "Sora said that his family shunned him for being gay. So why are you looking for him now?"

The boy looked frantic and choked out,

"I-I didn't know why he left. My parents never told me! I-I c-came out to them this morning and d-dad threw me out. I've been trying for years to find Sora so I could ask him why he left me there, b-but none of the bars would let me in until I turned eighteen six months ago."

He dissolved into tears and I felt my heart clench painfully "Hey, look it's alright love. They live on the same floor as I do in my apartment complex. Everything is going to be okay."

He hiccupped and sniffled "A-are you going to t-take me there?"

I smiled "Of course and we'll—" I groaned "Fuck!"

He flinched and I waved my hands "No, no, no. Sh-sh-sh its okay. Kid I have some good news and some bad news. Okay?"

He looked scared and I sighed running a hand through my hair

"The bad news is, Riku and your brother left for a cruise nearly four days ago. They won't be back for at least 3 more days, if not four."

His face crumpled and I cupped his chin

"Hey, the good news is that someone had to look after their little kitten, Tink, and I have the number to contact them."

He sniffled, and gave me a hopeful look,

"Really?"

I grinned, letting my hand fall away,

"Yep. It's on my fridge at home. We'll get you all cleaned up and then you can call your brother. Okay?"

He nodded "Th-thank you s-so much for helping me Mr..um.."

I snorted "Don't call me mister. My name's Axel. Axel Sinclair."

He gave me a weak smile and mumbled "'m Roxas Hikari."

I smiled "Well, Roxas, I think it's about time we get a move on don't you?"

He nodded shyly, and curled into my coat, blushing. I smiled and carefully eased back into traffic and drove home.

When I pulled into my parking space in front of the nice apartment complex, I got out and walked over to his side of the car and opened his door, offering him my hand. He recoiled suddenly, looking torn. I fowned in confusion.

"Whats wrong kid?"

He hiccupped, "H-how do I know that you aren't lying about all of this? How can you prove that you aren't s-some psychopath rapist!?"

I pinched the brdge of my nose in irritation as the rain started up again, and I fixed him with a look of impatience,

"You don't. However, unless you have somewhere else to go, I suggest that you take the help I'm trying to offer."

He cowered into the seat, gripping the coat so tight that his knuckles were white. I blew out a breath, calming myself. Stooping down to his level I said in a much gentler tone,

"Hey, I'm sorry. I know that you're scared, and you have every right to have those fears and doubts considering the night you've had. But sitting here is just making both of us colder and wetter."

He diddn't move, but his grip relaxed just a tiny bit. I gave a small smile and cupped on side of his face. My smile widened just a bit when he didn't flinch away, and I said in a serious, yet amused tone,

" I can't really deny the psychopath accusation, because I really will get lost in my writing. I can however, say that I have never raped anyone, and I have no desire to ever do something so awful. So, now can we please get out of the rain?"

I offered my hand once more as I finished my speech. He blushed and took it tentatively, pulling himself up and standing shakily.

Suddenly, his legs gave out and he started to drop to the ground crying out in pain. I caught him in time to sit him roughly back down on the passenger seat.

"What is it love?"

He shook in agony and gagged "it h-hurts! M-my whole body h-hurts!"

He tried to stand again and he couldn't which made him slightly hysterical. I put a hand on his shoulder,

"Hey easy. You've been through hell and back today. That blow to your head was pretty nasty. Your body has just about had it. That's all. You need to rest. Here, hold these."

I dropped my keys into his hand and scooped him into my arms. I noted again how light he was. I thought it might have been my adrenaline before, but the kid really weighed next to nothing which really worried me. I cradled him and kicked the door shut saying,

"If you'll just hit the lock button for me, we'll be on our way."

He did so and I immediately carried him up the steps and inside the building. We got in the elevator and I said gently,

My apartment's on the eighth floor love."

He pushed the button with a trembling finger and when the elevator stopped I walked down the hall to room thirteen. I told him which key to use and I walked in kicking the door shut behind me. A little white ball of fur shot into the room and tried to tangle in between my feet.

I stomped, making the little white kitten freeze "Tink, stop that. I don't wanna drop your uncle."

Roxas looked up at me, confused, and I rolled my eyes

"Sora insists on the fact that we treat Tink like she is his child. It just kind of sticks after a while."

He let out a wet chuckle and sniffled "That definitely sounds like Sora."

I smiled and carried him through my bedroom to the big bathroom. I sat him on the counter gently and tried to figure out how to get this done. After a few minutes I said softly,

"Alright listen, you have got to get cleaned up so that I can see what all needs to be wrapped up and tended. I'll help you get down to your boxers and set you inside the shower on the bench. When you're done and cleaned up I'll pass you a towel and a clean pair of shorts in and that way you still get to have as much privacy as possible. Sound fair?"

He swallowed hard and looked terrified. I smoothed down his wet hair once gently,

"I'm not looking to hurt you alright, but other people already have and I just want to help. okay?"

He sniffled and nodded. I smiled softly and pulled off his tattered shirt easily, wincing at the scrapes on his left side. He was extremely thin, and his torso was littered in bruises, both old and new.

"Holy shit kid…what happened to you?"

He gulped "When I said dad threw me out, I meant it. He was never a nice man, but ever since Sora left, he's been especially cruel."

I frowned and very lightly touched a yellowing bruise on his ribs and breathed out "Your father did this to you?"

He looked away in shame "Actually, that one was mom. She threw a wine bottle at me and I wasn't fast enough to dodge it."

I gripped his chin "Roxas I swear, neither one of them will ever do this shit again okay. Riku and Sora won't stand for it and neither will I."

He frowned, "But you don't even know me."

I snorted and put a hand to the nasty bruise, "I know that no one deserves to be treated like this."

He didn't respond. Choosing instead to apparently count the tiles on my bathroom floor. I sighed softly and said,

"Come on love, wrap your arms around my neck and lift up so I can get your jeans off."

He obeyed, but he held onto me tighter than he needed to and didn't let go right away. I rubbed his back a little after peeling the wet denim from his pale skin, and uncovering more bruising and a long scar on his left calf.

He kept his face buried in my shoulder for a few minutes as his body thrummed in pain, and I hugged him back until the trembling eased, giving him the comfort he needed. I pulled back and brushed his bangs away from his red rimmed eyes,

"There now, let's get this over with. Shall we?"

He nodded shyly and I picked him up and set him on the bench before unhooking the flexible shower nozzle. I set it in his lap after making sure the water that came out of it was nice and warm. I set the soap and shampoo within reach and handed him a clean cloth.

I smiled "Go ahead and get started. I'm going to fetch you some clean clothes. Do you like hot chocolate?"

He nodded almost desperately before blushing and saying hoarsely,

"Sorry. But..uh yeah. Its my favorite."

I laughed and said, "Bit of a sweet tooth eh?"

He nodded and I grinned, "Always preferred tea myself"

He looked up, "Where are you from?"

I frowned "Right here in Georgia. Why do you ask?"

He blushed "W-well you have an accent and you like tea.."

I snorted "Ah, you thought I was from across the pond didn't you?"

He nodded, obviously embarrassed. I chuckled and ruffled his hair. "Don't be embarrassed. You're actually not that far off. My father is from England and still lives there. I used to spend my summers there. My mother was from Georgia, and when she died a few years back I left and went back to live with dad, but I couldn't stay away. This is my home after all. Though I'm afraid it did give me a strange accent."

He smiled, "Well I like the way you sound. It's unique."

He looked away and I decided not to tease the poor boy. I said brightly,

"Alright. One hot chocolate, coming up. Call me when you're finished."

He nodded and I left to change out of my own wet clothes. I gathered up some clean boxers, a soft T-shirt, and a pair of sweat pants. When he called for me I was amused to see his boxers sitting on the floor sopping wet. I stifled a chuckle and passed him the clean boxers and a towel through a small sliver in the door of the shower.

He made a soft sound of confusion and asked tentatively,

"A-axel?"

I raised a brow at the figure behind the frosted glass,

"Yes?"

He cleared his throat and asked, "D-do y-you have an-nything else f-for me to w-wear?"

I clicked my tongue in understanding, "Oh! Yes. I still need to disinfect your cuts and patch you up love. I have some sweats and a shirt for you for after I'm done."

He made his own small sound of understanding, and wiggled around before telling me that he was ready. I slid the door back to reveal a still slightly damp blonde, holding the wet towel around his shoulders and blushing lightly. I smiled and picked him up, being extra careful not to slip.

I sat him gently on the counter again and grabbed a fresh towel. First, I rubbed his hair dry and then gently patted down his chest and legs. After much questioning and examining, I wrapped a sprained wrist on his right and a rolled ankle on his left side.

After pressing gently on his ribs, I determined that they weren't broken, thankfully. However, sadly they were either bruised or cracked. I wrapped them tightly praying that it was the former.

I put plasters on the worst of his scrapes and rubbed a salve on his bruises to help them heal. As I worked I had to swallow down a burning hatred for the people who could ever do such traumatizing amounts of damage to someone who looked so innocent.

I suddenly recognized the pressure in my chest as an overwhelming urge to protect the little blonde who'd finally relaxed into my touch. I closed my eyes for a second to calm myself as I worked salve over a particularly large and painful looking bruise.

I wanted to murder the bastards responsible, but taking care of him was more important. I'd fantasize about murder later. I paused as I finished and capped the tube of salve. The boy looked at me in confusion,

"Axel? Are you okay?"

I realized I had been staring at him, and I shook my head, rubbing my face a little before looking him in the eyes, and saying softly,

"I know that this is probably the last thing you want to talk about with me, but I have to know if that bastard in the alley hurt you."

He frowned and he tried to smirk, but it looked twisted and he said in a shaky voice,

"Yeah I've probably got a crack in my sku—"

"Roxas."

I wasn't loud or curt, but just that one word was enough to make him burst into tears all over again. I pulled him into a hug and he managed to choke out that the man had only touched him. I breathed a sigh of relief, and rubbed his bandaged back while he cried out all of his fear and the feeling of having his innocence tainted.

When he was finished, I pulled back and slid the long t-shirt over his head and used the same maneuver I did to get the jeans off, to slide on the sweats. He looked at me with his big watery blue eyes,

"Can we call Sora now? P-please?"

I ruffled his hair and chuckled "Yeah, let's go kid."

I picked him up and carried him to the bed, setting him on top of the down comforter gently. He frowned and looked up,

"Wh-why are you putting me on the bed? Aren't I going to sleep on the couch?"

I scoffed "As banged up as you are? I don't think so love."

His lower lip trembled and I cupped his chin worried "Hey now, no more of that. As much as you deserve to be able to just cry it all out, you're going to make yourself sick."

He croaked "Y-you're just being s-so n-nice to me and you got in a f-fight to save me b-but you d-didn't even know w-who I was and…and…" he let out a dry sob as he sucked in a breath.

I sat down beside him on the bed and pulled him into another hug, cradling his head to my chest

"Hush now. Listen to me Roxas. I promise you that everything is alright. Don't think about things like that. Just focus on how things are now. Okay."

I stroked his hair and pulled back a bit. He sniffled and looked up pitifully and I smiled softly,

"Lets call Sora shall we?"

He nodded "P-please."

I smiled and got up to retrieve my phone from the dresser where I'd emptied my pockets when I'd changed and dialed Riku's number. Sora answered sleepily

"A-Axel?"

I sighed "Wake up kid. We got a problem."

He freaked out "What's wrong with Tink!?"

I heard a soft groan in the background and I said softly "Actually it's a bit worse than that."

Roxas whimpered "S-Sora?"

Sora screamed "Roxas!? Axel why is my brother with you!?"

Roxas let out a shallow breath and said "S-sora…Axel s-saved me when I was looking for you and Riku. Some guy outside of the bar attacked me."

Sora asked warily, "Why were you there in the first place Roxas?"

The blonde sniffled and choked out

"Mom and dad kicked me out when I told them I was gay. Dad threw me outside onto the driveway and said that he hopped whatever fagot I was sleeping with was willing to take me in, because I'm not allowed to call myself his kid anymore."

Sora asked thickly, "What about mom?"

Roxas screwed up his face, "She agreed with him. Ever since you left both of them have gotten worse."

Sora replied in a slightly bitter tone,

"Not that I'm saying you deserve their shit Rox, w=but what exactly did you think would happen. Look what they did to me? Did you think you were just that much more special?"

I pulled the stunned little blonde into my side and I said firmly,

"Sora, he said that they never told him that they kicked you out. He just thought you ran off and left him."

Sora was silent for a second, and a deeper voice sounded from the background causing Sora to burst into tears and start speaking rapidly. I rubbed Roxas's side as we listened to the muffled conversation. Riku's voice came over the phone

"Hey, uh Axel? Listen man, we'll catch the next flight okay."

I frowned "Look, I know you guys have been saving up for this for years. I'll watch Roxas till you guys get back."

I didn't get a response, and I called out softly "Sora?"

He sniffled "Y-yeah?"

I smiled softly "Don't blame yourself for this mess. You didn't know. I'm taking good care of your brother, I promise. I just wanted you to know what was going on and let Roxas hear your voice."

I stroked Roxas's hair and said softly "We'll call every day at a decent time to let you guys catch up. Okay? You guys scrimped and scraped for this cruise and you deserve to enjoy it."

Sora sniffed, "I can't ask you to do this Axel. Roxas is my brother. It's my responsibility to take care of him"

I snorted, "You aren't asking me to do anything. I'm offering to do it because I'm the one that decided to intervene tonight and that makes him MY responsibility as well. Got it memorized?"

Sora let out a wet chuckle, "Thank you so much Axel. I knew you were a big softie."

Riku cleared his throat, "What about his stuff? Not just his clothes, but his social security card and birth certificate, things like that? This is obviously going to be a permanent change, and he has to have those documents for us to be able to put him on my insurance and for him to be able to get a job."

I nodded, "I already thought about that. I figured I'd go and get all his paperwork and stuff from his parents tomorrow."

Roxas's head shot up and he looked at me in shock. Riku groaned softly

"Just as a warning, those people are out of their fucking mind. I'd have a police escort if I were you."

I smirked "Trust me man, I've got this. Talk to you later guys. Everything is under control. Do you want to say goodbye Sora?"

Sora swallowed hard, "Rox, I'm so sorry all of this happened. I'll be back in a few days okay?

Roxas looked at the phone with a watery smile, "Its not your fault Sor. I'm just happy to know that you didn't just leave me there."

Sora sniffed, "I love you Rox. I'll talk to you tomorrow."

Roxas chuckled, "I love you too Sora. I can't wait."

I chuckled, "Alright. time for bed. I'm exhausted Goodnight to all."

I pressed the end call button and Roxas sniffled, "Are you really going to help me get my stuff?"

I hugged him and said "Of course I am love, and your parents won't be allowed to touch you in any way."

He gave me a watery smile. I smiled softly back. "Here, wait there."

I brought him the mug of warm cocoa and a bottle of water. He reached for the cocoa, but I snorted,

"Ah ah. Water first. You're probably dehydrated as it is."

He didn't bother with arguing, but took the bottle, downing it rather quickly and then looked up pleadingly. I smiled and took the empty bottle from him, and handed him the mug.

He moaned softly and sucked down the warm, sugary drink. He hiccupped after he drained the mug and wiped his mouth with a blush.

I placed the empty mug on the bedside table and turned to see Roxas sitting awkwardly on the coverlet. I rolled my eyes and yanked the comforter and sheets down, maneuvering him effortlessly.

He gave a small, indignant huff, but I just smiled and pushed him back before pulling the blankets up. Sighing softly, I ran a hand through the boy's messy blonde hair once.

"Go to sleep love. We've got a busy day tomorrow."

He nodded, fighting to keep his eyes open, "Kay. Thank you Axel. F-for everything."

I smiled softly and stood up "Your welcome love."

I grabbed an extra blanket and pillow from the linen closet and laid down on the couch after putting my phone on charge.

I woke up to sounds of screaming and vaguely noted that it was 4:30 in the morning if my microwave was correct. I jumped up and ran to my room to see Roxas thrashing around in the bed, sobbing and screaming for whatever was happening to stop.

I sat on the bed and pinned his shoulders down. I didn't want to touch him too much in case it made everything worse. I shouted

"Roxas! Roxas it's me, Axel. Wake up!"

I shook him a bit and he shot up sucking in air and choking. He looked around wide eyed, and I saw the absolute terror in his innocent blue eyes, and I pulled him into my arms. He pressed against me gasping and crying his heart out.

I stoked his hair "Sh-sh-shhhh. I'm here Roxas. I'm right here. You're safe love."

He choked and tried to talk. I shushed him again and said in a softer tone,

"Easy. Just breathe. I've got you. No one is going to hurt you. Hush love."

I rocked just a bit like my mother would when I had nightmares as a child. He began to calm down and clutched my nightshirt tightly. I pressed my hand to the back of his neck and pulled away to look at him. I wiped the tears away and looked him in the eyes,

"There now, you're alright. I'm right here."

He hiccupped and spluttered "'m-I'm s-sor—hic—sorry."

I frowned and stroked his cheek "Oh no Roxas, You don't have to apologize. This isn't your fault."

His voice cracked and he squeaked "B-but I woke you up and I j-just keep causing you t-trouble."

I rolled my eyes "Roxas, what did I tell you earlier?"

He sniffled and let out a little shudder and I rubbed my thumbs across his cheeks to wipe away two stray tears that fell. I sighed,

"You're no trouble at all to me Roxas. None of what's happened to you is your fault. Your parents, Riku and Sora being on vacation, that bastard in the alley, you had no control over any of that. Just calm down. Everything is going to be just fine. I promise you okay."

He sniffled and nodded. I stood up and he snatched my wrist "Wait! P-please don't go!"

I stroked his hair "Hush love, I'm coming right back."

I went and grabbed him another bottle of ice cold water and a cool, damp cloth. I made him drink the water slowly. He relaxed as I dabbed his face and neck with the cloth to cool him down and wipe away any sweat and leftover tearstains.

He gave a tiny moan and shivered when the cloth touched his skin for the first time and I had to smile. I heard a mewing sound and grinned. Tink was sniffing at my feet and I chuckled,

"Looks like someone wants to make sure you're okay. You must have scared her with your fit."

He blushed and I picked up the little white fur ball, stroking her ears delicately. He murmured,

"Sorry Tink. I didn't mean to scare you."

The little kitten purred loudly in response. I chuckled a bit before reaching over and scratching behind one of her ears saying softly,

"Looks like she accepts your apology."

He looked up at me with a small smile before yawning widely. I chuckled and pushed him back for the second time that night, and rolled on his side curling around Tink's little body as she burrowed against his chest. He looked up at me and bit his lip before asking,

"W-will you stay in here with me? J-just until I fall asleep?"

I gave him a tired smile, "Of course. Just relax and go to sleep. Everything is alright."

He looked relieved and closed his eyes, cuddling Tink close. It wasn't long before he drifted off. As soon as his breathing evened out, I got up very carefully and laid back down on the couch, slipping easily back into a deep sleep, knowing that tomorrow was probably going to be a long day.

That's the first chapter of Authors and Angels folks. This one is just going to be a simple three shot that I started to get the juices flowing for SMAS. I hit a snag and needed to work on something else.

I tried doing a oneshot and I feel like it kind of rushes and skips too much detail. So I feel like spreading it out to a threeshot would help me cover more ground. I should have the second installment of Authors and Angels posted within the next two or three days depending on classes, test, quizzes, ect. Hard college is hard guys.

So let me know your thoughts on this one. Love it? Hate it? Think I'm way OOC? Even if you don't like it, if you tell me why, it allows me to get a new perspective I may not have considered. Thank you!