Won't Go Home Without You, a kingdom hearts fanfic

Harder To Breathe

When it is cold outside and you got nobody to love.

You'll understand what I mean when I say

There's no way we're going to give up.

And like a little girl cries in the face of the monster that lives in her dreams,

Is there anyone out there 'cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe.

The blond haired boy slammed his fist into the swinging bag, making it swing harder. The other fist hit it as it swung closer to him, causing it to start the cycle again.

He slammed his leg into the bag as a tall, slender red-head entered. The blond began to walk away.

"Where are you going, Roxas?" the red-head asked. Roxas froze in his tracks. "Can't stay for a spar?"

Roxas sighed. "Axel-"

"One quick fight. Please?" Axel interrupted. Roxas conceded.

"Fine," he mumbled, summoning the twin keyblades. He walked up to the raised arena and pulled himself onto it. He looked towards Axel, who had a smirk playing across his face. Axel had already shed the organization cloak, revealing his tight black shirt and his black sweatpants.

"I never said we were to fight with weapons," Axel said, watching patiently for Roxas's reaction. He wasn't expecting what Roxas did next.

"Fine," Roxas said, banishing the keyblades with a flick of his wrist. Axel blinked, but pulled himself into the arena. "You first."

Axel charged at Roxas but was stopped by the other's outstretched hand as it connected with his neck. The breath was knocked out of the taller nobody, and Roxas took advantage of Axel's lack of air as he pinned him to the floor. Axel smirked as he made Roxas's arms give out from under him and cause their lips to touch. Axel kissed him passionately, causing Roxas to pull away roughly and slacken his grip.

As Roxas opened his mouth to say something, Axel turned them over and pinned Roxas down. Roxas struggled against Axel, but it was in vain. Axel smirked.

"Seems that I won," he stated.

"Not by a long shot, Axel."

Roxas curled his legs up and pushed upwards, getting Axel off of him. He scrambled into a stand, staring at Axel.

"Now I'm taking off the gloves," Axel said, stripping off his now soaked shirt. Roxas blinked, and, before he knew it, Axel was right behind him. He wrapped his arm around Roxas and pulled him to his bare chest, squeezing hard. Roxas gasped for breath and, in a moment of desperation, slammed his elbow into the other's stomach, causing Axel to recoil, making him let go of Roxas. Roxas stumbled backward, gasping for breath. Blinding pain struck him a few moments later, and he tumbled to the floor. Axel turned him over with his foot.

"Now it's over," Axel said. Roxas tried to speak, but found himself unable to say anything. He ended his struggle by concluding that Axel knew he couldn't argue the fact. "Time for my prize."

He pinned Roxas down with his body, putting his hands under the other's neck and head, pushing it up so their lips touched. Axel began kissing him, holding Roxas's head so he couldn't pull away. He nipped on the other's tongue before playing around with it with his own. Roxas tried to push him off, but his hands kept slipping away from Axel as he applied strength. Axel let out a soft moan and pulled away from Roxas, standing up. He slipped his shirt on once more, going under the ropes that marked the border of the arena. He picked up his cloak and, in a swift motion, exited the room.

Roxas just stayed on the floor, regaining his lost breath, his mind reeling.

Resting on his pale face was a deep blush.