It was eight AM…

…and his body had told him it was time to wake up. He rolled over, and his arm fell on something; someone. He opened his eyes slowly, as the sun was peeking in through the gap in the curtains. He saw his arm resting on the bedspread, but couldn't see much else. He lifted the blanket, just a bit, and saw a mess of pink hair on the pillow next to him. He felt himself begin to smile, as he sat up, and pulled the blanket off his lover.

His name was Axel. He was roughly in his early twenties, had bright red hair; which he normally spiked back and was now in a shaggy mess, from having been slept on all night. He was of average size, both in height, and weight. Normally, he had on his coat, just as his colleagues, co-workers, and he hesitated to say 'friends'. Now, though, he was in nothing but his flame printed boxer shorts, and a pair of black socks. Next to him, his lover was also in socks, and oddly his gloves, and boxers, only his were embroidered with flowers. Axel didn't care to even try to remember what kind of flowers they were, for it had shocked him a little to think of not only himself, but also his lover without their coats.

His lover was Marluxia (author's note: Mar-Loo-Shuh). His long pink hair, usually so free flowing, now settled in a bright pink mess almost like spider web. He was also in his early twenties, and worked with Axel in 'The Organization'. He usually wore his coat, his boots, and his gloves, and rarely ever took any, if all of it off. But now, he lay in the bed wearing only his gloves, his socks, and his tulip embroidered boxer shorts. He let out a small moan, as he turned over, and noticed Axel was no longer in bed, but continued to sleep. Or so he made Axel think.

Axel, having seen Marly turn over, and hearing the moan, decided to have a little fun. "Marly," he whispered into his lover's ear. "Marly, wake up." Nothing. Axel lay down next to the pink haired man, and started rubbing his chest. Marly gave a small smile in response to his lover's playfulness. Axel, having seen the smile, knew Marly was awake, gathered a small bit of energy, and playfully burned Marly's ass.

Marly, jumping out of bed, yelled, "What on Earth was that for?"

"I had to wake you up somehow," Axel teased with a smirk.

"Well, if you wanted to play rough, you should have just said so," Marly said, his smirk now matching Axel's.

"What do you mean?" Axel asked his smirk fading.

"Oh, you'll see," Marly responded, as a vine sprouted up from a plant Axel hadn't noticed had been sitting on the dresser he was standing in front of.

"Oh, shit," Axel said ducking away as the vine came at him. "What are you doing," he asked, scared he might already know the answer.

"You'll see," Marly replied, "but only if you stop moving." His smirk, now getting more devious.

Axel, recognizing the devilish gleam in Marly's eye as one similar, if not exactly like his own. "Oh," Axel breathed a sigh of relief, as the vines finally caught him. "I thought you were just trying to get in a sneak attack. I mean, think about how great it would make you seem, if you beat the legendary Axel," he said egotistically.

"I would never do that," Marly claimed staring deep into Axel's eyes. Deep into his very soul.

"What?" Axel asked, a little on edge.

"I just love how green your eyes are," Marly answered excited, as he brushed a strand of bright red hair away from his love's eyes.

Axel flinched at the soft touch of Marly's fingers brushing against his face. He wasn't used to this kind of intimacy. He looked away from Marly, ensuring not to get lost in his hypnotizing blue gaze.

"Axel," Marly paused, before continuing. "What's wrong?"

"Huh," Axel said, snapping back to reality. "What do you mean?"

"You just seem so dead; so distant," Marly said, turning Axel's face.

Axel, now getting a good look at Marly since he woke up, saw the bags under his love's eyes. The wrinkles of concern on his face. Marly was getting weak. Axel felt the vine's grip loosen, and he fell to the floor.

"I'm sorry," Marly, apologized.

"For what?" Axel questioned. "You've done nothing wrong."

"I've hurt you, again," Marly responded, a tear coming to his eye. "I'm so sorry."

Axel got up off his knees, walked over to Marly, and hugged him. "Come now, dry those tears." Axel had started to space out again.