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Warnings: Yaoi, genderswitch, slight language, weirdism, insanity, crack.

Inspired by a short article written for an AkuRoku Meme on deviantart. Please enjoy.

All characters are copyrighted to their respective owners. Only this story is mine.

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The blonde stared and blinked disbelieveingly across the dining table at the newest addiction to their family for the umpteenth time that morning. Long, crimson locks fell angelically around her face and shoulders, and shy emerald eyes hid behind the bangs. A tight, ivory muscle shirt stretched over her thin and volumptuous frame, and matching cotton pants sat low on her hips. All in all, she was very beautiful; he just didn't feel quite as attracted to her as...

"Axel." At the approach of Vexen, the elder member whose potion-gone-wrong had caused the most recent problematic predicament, the woman looked up sullenly, hair falling in rippling sheets to block her face from Roxas' view. He frowned unconsciously, taking a sip of bitter, lukewarm coffee.

"Have you figured out a cure?" a soft, anxious voice that didn't quite belong to Axel asked. Vexen shook his head slowly, and the pyro sank further in the cedar chair.

"But-" the redhead glanced up again, "I do know that I will be able to. In time," he added, a fine, pale eyebrow raised at Axel's sudden brightness. Axel turned "her" shining gaze on Roxas, who returned a gentle smile. The redhead's face fell suddenly, and her eyes widened in mortified revelation. She spun on Vexen.

"What am I supposed to do in the meantime!?"

The self-proclaimed scientist, already halfway out the door, simply shrugged. "That's for you to figure out. I'll be in the lab."

A sickeningly loud silence instilled upon his departure, and Roxas shifted uncomfortably. He glared at the damp coffee grounds in the bottom of his cracked ceramic mug. The swoosh of hair and fabric drew his attention to Axel, who watched him with desperate, watery eyes.

"Axel...?"

"What am I gonna do, Rox...!?" Axel sobbed, clutching at her glistening locks. Alarmed, Roxas leaped from his chair, nearly toppling it, and rushed to the aid of the distraught pyromaniac.

"Axel, it's okay, we'll--we'll figure something out!"

Axel bit her shimmering bottom lip, wiping indignantly at the tears making the triangular black tattoos shine.

"I--I know," she coughed, then forced a grin that made her look slightly insane. In a lugh, she cried, "I've never been a woman before!"

After a blinding moment of confusion, Roxas laughed too. He was hit with the pleasant realization that, despite his new look, Axel was still Axel. Their laughter carried easily through the large, marble halls, regrettably catching the attention of a certain sadistic female...

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Notes: I personally see them in a relatively normal kitchen, as apposed to a bleach-white marble something one would expect to see in The Castle That Never Was. etc.

In my world, Roxas is a coffeehaulic. No arguments, plz.

I cry when I'm angry, and laugh when I cry. Perhaps that is where that last scene sprang up form...?

If someone wants to see the aforementioned meme, though I doubt anyone would, I'll happily send them a link.

Axel will hereonout be referred to as her, she, and all other feminine whatchacallits, until he is no longer female. Any questions??

Take care.