Admiration
They all thought he was handsome. Except for Marluxia. But they all knew Marluxia was weird. But the one that was hopelessly in love was...well, number 8. Axel. Before Roxas, he was in love. They all laughed and called him idiotic. After Roxas, he still loved the Superior. And Roxas. Larxene scoffed. Luxord rolled his eyes. Demyx was happy. Roxas seemed sad. Marluxia ignored him. Zexion just stared. Xigbar laughed. Lexaeus patted him on the back, knocking poor Axel over. Saix turned Berserk on him and beat the shit out of him. Xaldin rolled his eyes. Vexen threatened to ice him if he didn't stop talking to him.
Axel sighed, chin in his hand. Apparently, Roxas had gotten over it and set his sights on another Organization member: Demyx.
"You okay?" asked Roxas as he sat down by Axel. Axel sighed. "Oh. Xemnas turn you down yet?"
"Damn, you don't have to be so insensitive about it." Axel said, straightening up.
"Sorry, Axel." Roxas apologized.
"It's okay..." Axel sad. "I haven't told him yet." Axel said, and stood up.
"Where are you going?" asked Roxas, raising an eyebrrow.
"To tell him." Axel said, and smiled. "If I die, you can have my chakrams." Axel said, and Roxas gaped.
"You're so blunt."
"I know." smiled Roxas.
Axel knocked on Xemnas's door.
"What is it?" asked Xemnas.
"Axel. You know, the Flurry-"
"I know your title, Flame." Xemnas replied curtly. "Come in." said Xemnas. Axel opened the door.
"Xemnas, I have something to tell you."
"I know what it is." Xemnas said, walking over to Axel. He put his hand on Axel's shoulder, and pulled him into a tight embrace. Axel's eyes widened.
"But...Saix..."
"Only a ruse." Xemnas said. "I merely wanted you to be jealous, Axel..." he said, and kissed the top of Axel's head.
Axel smiled.