-1(I have new ideas. Three, to be exact, but, I'm not in the writing mood, so to say, and I know that I should do these justice if they are going to wield better results than my usual craziness. So, I'm going to wait till I actually wanna write, and fill my time with random me and Axel fluff till then. I love fluff with him)

The Fox and The Flame

2.Wake-up Call

Axel had been sleeping very soundly. He had come back from his mission last night around Three A.M, and he intended to sleep in till around noon. He did not expect too be rude awakened by his so-called "friend"

Chelle crept in his room stealthy, not needing to open the door, as it was already wide open. She only cast a glance to the sleeping figure, a tangle of black bed sheets, flaming red hair, and tanned skin. Suppressing a giggle, she moved forward, eyes adjusting to the semi-darkness, and sweeping the room for what she needed. They landed on a burgundy dresser with about six drawers, nestled away in a corner.

With a wicked, fox-like grin, she crept toward it, careful not to make a sound.

Again she glanced at the sleeping redhead, making sure he was indeed, sleeping. Conforming this with another muffled giggled, as he had shifted in his sleep, and his peaceful face showed, she stared moving soundlessly across the ground, slithering almost, and when she reached the dresser, feeling immensely proud of herself, she grabbed the knob to open the first of the drawers.

"OWWW! DEAR LORD, OWWWWWW, THE FRICKIN THING BURNED MY HAND!!!" forgetting where she was, she yelled aloud when the dresser burned her gloved hand. Axel, of course, heard her shrieks, Sat up in bed, mumbled incoherently, looked around disorientated, fell out of bed, and cursed aloud. The girl whipped around, quickly filling with dread. She had not planned for this, and had to do some fast talking to get out of the furious Axel's room.

"T-top of the morning, Axel!" She made a stab at cheeriness, not sounding the least bit convincing. The bed sheets that Axel was tangled in started to smoke as he ripped them off, revealing that he was only wearing his red boxers.

"What. Are. You. Doing. In. My. Room-" the glaring 6:28 on his clock caught his eye"- AT SIX IN THE FUCKING MORNING???" She faltered when he started shouting. He was never reasonable when he was angry.

"Uhhh….I w-wanted to watch you sleep..?" She absolutely failed at grace under pressure. He advanced on her menacingly, red hot fire filling and in turn lighting the room. He looked a bit like Sephiroth with the flames in those brilliant green eyes of his. But anyways, Chelle was sensing that pain was in her immediate future, so she decided to go with her lackluster excuse.

"I mean, y-yeah, your pretty attractive….O-one of the best looking men in the castle, and a-anyways I have something to s-say…." She came up with a plan that would hopefully stun him for a few minutes while she escaped. Oh, she was bad at weaseling out of situations.

"I-I couldn't tell you later, cause I w-was up all night thinking about it…." Axel was obviously not buying it, as he summoned his chakrams and was steadily getting closer, fury etched in every line of his face. The flames, she also noticed, were getting hotter and closer. She was sweating, both from fear and heat.

"Y-you see, Axel, I've d-decided to cut my loses with D-demy, and I've f-fallen for you?" Chelle finished lamely. Not even the slightest change flickered across Axel's face. She hoped that it wouldn't have to come to this, but to get her "love" across, she had rushed up, threw her arms around the half-naked Nobody and kissed him full on the mouth. This had effectively wiped his features of any anger, and replaced them with shock. Seeing the chance she was waiting for, she turned and ran for her life, hoping that Axel wouldn't be too quick on the uptake.

Fortunately for her, Axel was a bit slow, reaching up a hand to his lips, not believing the behavior of his friend.

"This is Chelle, here….She..she couldn't have! There is no way my best friend…..would…would…" he gulped "Kiss me! Unless,… I'm dreaming? But why…My dreams about her aren't like this at all! She's my friend, dammit, and only that! She fancies Demyx! She…...!!!" Realization hit him like a ton of bricks. Not bothering to get dressed, he flared up in anger again, chasing his female friend through the halls, and catching up to her rather quickly. The female in question shed a few tears when she saw him coming, knowing what was coming.

"Axel, please! I'm sorry for waking you, I didn't mean-EEP!!" He had just caught up and grabbed her around her waist. She still struggled hopelessly against his strong arms.

"Oh, god, please, Axel, I wanna live! Please don't kill me, I'll do whatever you want!! Please, Axel!!" Her cries were increasing in pitch and volume. Not wanting the whole castle to think the he was raping her, he spun her around and clamped a hand over her mouth. She looked at him with big, tear-filled eyes. He smiled evilly. She whimpered against his hand.

Axel had dragged Chelle back to his room, and let her sit there, cowering in fear as he got dressed and did his hair at a leisurely pace. Finally, after what seemed like forever to the girl, he faced her.

"So." She flinched at his calm tone. Something bad was coming, she knew it. "Anything I want, huh? Well, you know, I have been thinking of something the would suit your…..feminine….way of doing things" He dragged out the word feminine, taking time to let his eyes to travel over her body as he had never done before. She was truly scared at that moment.

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Axel was grinning at the breakfast table. He was the only man at the table to keep his composure, thoroughly enjoying the punishment he had thought up for the girl.

"So, you never did tell my why you were in my room that morning…." He said pleasantly, staring at his best friend. Her face was on fire, brighter than his hair, as she had to sit there, and go through the entire day, in a racy red bikini.

"I. Hate. You!!" she hissed at him, hating the embarrassing situation she was in. Xigbar, Xaldin, Luxord, Vexen, Lexaeus, and even Marluxia were all staring at her, one of the making a pass at her or cat-calling every other second. The rest of the male population (Zexion, Roxas, Saix, and Xemnas) were all trying vainly to ignore the half naked girl sitting at their table. Demyx was blushing furiously and refused to look up from his food. Larxene was laughing her ass off.

Chelle banged her head repeatedly on the table in front of her, causing Axel to get up and come behind her, telling her to "Quit hurting your precious little head" in the sexiest tone he could muster, while unnecessarily touching her shoulders. Major payback for that kiss. She was shaking in silent rage, not wanting to storm, because she wouldn't be able to in the matching stilettos Axel made her wear. Chelle made a mental note: Kill that damn pyro the first chance I get!!!!

(I would kill Axel, if I didn't luff him so much! He's lucky he's so damn cute! Reviews equal love, guys. Ciao!)