Warm, humid air, still in its movements weighed heavy on anyone who passed through the summer heat. The only relief that would come would be the shelter of homes, though without an air conditioner it provided little comfort.

Vibrent straberry-red hair stuck to sweaty cream skin, and teal-green eyes peered out rather irritated at the world from beneath drooped eye lids. A sighing, drawled out pant left the lips of the individual as he stared out the window from his seat on a lounge chair. The sky offered a bright cloudless blue that invited one to play outside, though he knew that such an act would only exhaust him farther then necessary. The heat and effort to wake from cooler dreams into the warmth of reality made it even more not worth the trip outside. He clicked his tongue against his teeth and slid down in his chair further. Light padded footsteps approached him and as he looked up cerulian eyes, sandy-blond locks, and strangely styled hair, were the only signs that it wasn't someone he should be snapping at. The other male offered him a small smile as greeting before speaking.

"Honey, I'm home." He teased, slidding closer to the other carefully. The red-head made a hissing sort of sound as he curled up tightly turning away from the blond. He quickly regretted the action and uncurled sprawling out over the chair again.

The red-head glanced back at the blond with a huff. "What is it Demyx?" The blond reached out to poke the other's cheek with one hand only to receive a snap and near bite.

"Oooh Axie, why so huffy and puffy?" Demyx chirped, yanking his hand back to his side. "Wait, I got it." Demyx jogged to the kitchen and yanked the fridge door open, pulling out a water bottle. "Here love, I bring thee water. Fresh from the Alps."

Axel reached up and snatched the bottle from his friends hands, twisting it open and taking several large gulps from it. "What do you want, Demyx?" Axel asked again, securing the cap back onto the bottle. "There isn't a reason for you to be here. Your brother's home from colledge right?"

Demyx rubbed the back of his head looking down. "Well, do I really need a reason to see my best friend?" Axel screwed up his face glaring at him and rolling over again.

"Yes you do." He hissed, reopening the bottle for another sip. "Thanks for the water from my fridge." Demyx sighed, the sound of his feet padding closer was a sign that he wasn't giving up easily this time.

The blond crouched down to eye level with him. "What's really bothering you, Axel? I just wanted to see if you'd like to come to the beach with me and Roxas." He rested his hand on the arm of the lounge chair, testing the waters of Axel's rage.

Axel held eye contact, slowly growing more irritated with Demyx's presence. "Alright, well, as you can see I don't want to go. So get the hell out of my appartment, Demyx."

"What if I said I don't want to?" Demyx challenged, sitting indian style next to the chair. He crossed his arms as an added effect.

Axel finally pulled himself straight and gave Demyx a long, hard stare. "Then I guess I'll leave." He stood up and headed for the back door where Demyx had entered.

Demyx rose and stumbled after him. "Hold on, Axel!" He grabbed Axel's arm pulling him back. "Tell me what's the matter, you don't have to deal with it alone, Axe." Demyx now gave Axel his own determined look.

The red-head yanked his arm free and opened the back door letting the scorching heat crawl in. "Demyx, I would like to be left alone. If I have a change of mind or heart I'll call for you." Axel hissed, still holding the door open.

Demyx rubbed the back of his head and, reluctantly, stepped out into the heat. "I hope you change your mind, but not your heart. I like you the way you are." the blond headed down the steps, walking towards a silver SUV .

Axel closed the door harshly behind Demyx before stalking back over to the chair. He slumped down into the chair and cradled the cold water bottle, trying to burn holes into the floor boards beside him. A moment or two and Axel closed his eyes slowly, letting his head fall back. Numbers slipped past his lips, starting at one and continuing to ten. When the number had slipped passed his lips the door slammed open. A honey-blond male, with a pair of deep swirling blue spinel eyes stormed into the room and Axel curled his lips in to a snarl. "Roxas, get the fuck out of my house before I call your mommy or something!"

Roxas crossed his arms, glaring at Axel, "No," He replied in a calm, even tone. "Do you know how much you've upset Demyx? I bet you don't because you're too busy sitting here in your fucking self-pity blaming yourself for the world's problems or some shit like that."

Axel groaned as he rolled over in his chair to face away from Roxas. The other male stomped his foot in irritation, growling for extra effect to show his irritation. Roxas lunged forward tugging Axel's arm, catching him by surprise enough to yank the skinny red-haired male from his chair. "Now you listen to me; you're coming to the beach with us; like it or not. Demyx wants you there and so do I. You're not just Demyx's best friend dumb-ass."

Axel closed his eyes and dead-weighted on the ground. "Fine! That's how you want to be; I'll drag you all the way to the car!" Roxas grunted grabbing Axel's other arm and struggling to drag the deceptivly heavy man, snatching the house keys on his way out. Roxas heaved the stubborn male outside, releasing him only to block and lock the door so that Axel couldn't run back inside.

Axel finally stood up dusting himself off. "Fine, I'll go to the fucking beach; but don't expect me to get in the water!"

Roxas gave a triumphant smile as a devious look filled his eyes. "That's all I ask." When the two entered the vehicle, Demyx bore the widest grin upon his face as he whipped around in the driver's seat to watch Axel buckle his seat-belt.

Axel grumbled at Demyx when he looked up and noticed he was still watching him, glee plastered on his face. "Stop looking at me with that shit-eating grin." Axel snapped. Demyx, undeterred, turned around in his seat to start the Suburban; though his smile didn't fade in the slightest.