When Roxas left, Axel... to say the least, was devastated. They had been best friends, Axel always said, and he just left. It seemed to the both of them that no one cared. Xemnas only told Axel to eliminate emotion from his thoughts. After all, they weren't supposed to be able to feel them... but Xemnas was a tightass. Axel didn't care what he said. Though despite what Axel thought, there was someone else that cared. That someone was Demyx. Axel realized this soon after Roxas left, and they became much closer, though they had been buddies before. Everyone else in The Organization wasn't worth befriending. "Asses." ...at least, that's what Axel thought.

"Axel... don't be so mean. Luxord, Xigbar, and Marluxia can be fun sometimes, right?" Demyx always tried to be positive.

"hmph..." Axel was always bitter towards the other members ever since they're less-than-heartwarming reaction to Roxas' departure from the group. Today was a day like many others, where The Organization was quietly inhabiting the castle, mostly researching, while some lazed about. 'Some' meaning mostly Axel and Demyx. They were sitting in Axel's room, because it was starting to get chilly outside, but it was never cold in Axel's room, of course. Demyx didn't really like the cold, Axel didn't care either way, and they were bored. So they were sitting in bedroom eight, keeping warm. Axel was sitting on his bed, and Demyx was sitting on the floor, enjoying a red lava lamp. Axel looked up from the magazine full of bikini-clad girls, completely uninterested... and he was done with trying to look interested in it.

"I love these cute lava lamps you have, Axel. They're warm and... blobby" Demyx commented, looking at his friend with a smile. Axel nodded and shifted a bit, then counted the numerous other lava lamps he had scattered about his room.

"Do you want one or something? I have... six, seven, eight... nine of 'em"

"Reallyyy? Yay! I would love one in my room." Demyx's eyes lit up,"Could I have the blue one over there?" he pointed to a small one on a shelf above Axel's bed.

Sure, go ahead and take it before you forget, I know you will."

Demyx took no offense to that, for he knew it was true. He hopped up and climbed onto Axel's bed and attempted to stand on it, reaching for the lamp. "Uhh..." Axel started, "it's hot..." he reached for the plug, which was on the wall behind his bed.

"Oh! Oww! Fuck I didn't think of that!" Demyx flailed his hand about and flopped down onto the bed beside his friend. "Owwies... stupid burn..."

Axel repressed a smirk. Demyx was always cute, he thought, but even cuter when he was pouting. Not that Demyx knew he thought that... but he did. Even before Roxas was gone, this wildly redheaded guy always thought that little Demyx was cute. "Let me get it." he said, standing up and grabbing the still hot lamp, and stepped off the bed. "Come on, let's see where you want it to go. You alright?

Demyx nodded and slid off the bed, following Axel into bedroom number nine, his room. "Can you put it on that side table next to my bed?" he said, feeling silly that he couldn't do it himself. Axel nodded and placed the lamp on the table requested. Demyx bent to dig around behind the side table, mumbling about how he needed to clean up some, and plugged in his new lamp. Of course, Axel took the opportunity to look at his butt, though he didn't quite realize it.

Finished with the plug, Demyx smiled at his new blue lava lamp. He was quite happy with it, so he spun around and went to give Axel a big hug, but paused instead. 'Axe?"

"Yes?"

"Uh, never mind. You looked dazed for a second there."

Axel had mastered the art of holding back blushes by now. He shrugged and turned, "Let's go back into my room."

"Kay."

It was around seven p.m. when Axel glanced at the clock by his bed. They had been doing absolutely nothing all day. Usually they were asked to do something for The Organization during the day, but sometimes they weren't. The castle was huge, and everyone had been researching, plotting, and listening to Xemnas lecture for so long... when would they actually DO something? Axel was starting to wonder why he was even in The Organization. Didn't he feel emotions already...? 'I don't want power. I can feel. But what would I do? Demyx wouldn't want to come with me, right?' he thought silently to himself. He convinced himself that he couldn't just leave by himself. Not like Roxas. Not after Roxas.

Axel was shaken out of his thoughts by Demyx sneezing. "s'cuze me." he murmured, knee-deep in a game of tetris on a small handheld gadget he found among Axel's scattered belongings.

'So... bored...' Axel thought lazily. He looked down at Demyx, who was once again sitting on the floor. Why didn't he sit on the beanbag? 'Oh... it's got crap all on it...' he corrected himself. 'He could just sit on the bed...' Axel wished he would. But maybe it would just be weird, weird to Demyx, anyways. Oh well.