So, finals and everything else has been keeping me from writing. Long story short, took forever to get this chapter up. Boy love coming in the near future. And remember kids, 99.9% of tickle fights between couples end in sex.

Disclaimer: I don't own Kindom Hearts.

I'm alive,

I'm alive

I got home at twelve and was in deep trouble. Sora had called my mother when he was smashed and had asked if I got home ok. My mother was over bearing and worrisome. I was the youngest of five and the only one still living at home. My father had died three years ago. She was yelling at me, telling me how I was going to die of AIDS and become a drug addict because I spent one night out of the house. I was ignoring her when the phone rang. It was Namine so my mother handed the phone to me with a glare only came from our family.

"Roxas? Did you get home ok?" her voice was genuinely worried.

"Not entirely," I was being truthful, "I ended up spending the night. One second," I did not mention Axel's name because my mom was around the corner. She had left the room, making it look like she walked out of the room but she was just around the corner in the living room. Her ninja skills only get a two out of ten. She did not know that I was gay and this was not the morning to drop the bomb. I took the cordless with me to my room. I got in my room and closed the door. "He was drunk I was drunk there was a kiss he took his shirt off I was mad I ran out Demyx was—"

"Ok! Slow down! What happened?" Namine calmed me. I was out of my mind. I did not know what to do now that I had ran out like that.

"I was really drunk and Axel put me in his bed," I started off less frantic, "I got in a fight with him, and I don't know what it was about. Then, Axel got drunk and cuddled with me half naked. He kissed me and passed out. I woke up and ran out of the place. And now I freaking out! I don't know what he's thinking, and I think I just fucked up everything!"

"I don't think you fucked it up," Namine was always the one to see the bright side, "He might be a little confused but that's it." I did not even think about how drunk Axel was last night. He might not even know what had happened.

"What should I do?" I asked in a small voice.

"Do you like him?" She asked.

"Yeah… I think. It's like I have butterflies in my stomach." I was starting to hear a mild squeal from the other side of the phone. "No squealing like a little fan girl!" She restrained herself. "Now what do think I should do?"

"I think you should go back there and talk to him," She was being realistic now, "You do want to have to have this conversation in a public place, like say… school?" She was right. There was no use not having to go through this before we got to school on Monday.

"Ok, I'll go to Axel's tomorrow," I had to work at my part time job today, "God, just saying his name makes me nervous…" The high pitch kettle sound was slowly rising again. "No, not that…" My ears hurt whenever Namine got too excited.

"Oh, come on!" Namine begged, "You are so KAWAII!" I pulled the receiver away from my ear to protect it from damage.

"Goodbye Namine!" I yelled in to the mouth piece before I hung up. It was almost time for me to leave for work and I still needed to shower and get ready.

I spent the whole day on Sunday picking out my outfit. I was starting to regret my lack of variety in my closet. It was between the concert tee and skinnies or concert tee, skinnies and a hoodie. It was past five and it would start to get cold outside, so I put the hoodie on and left my room. I ran past the living room once I got down the stairs. I did not want my mother giving me the twenty questions before I left the house. The door swung open and I was met with warm spring air. The train station was down the street, so I walked leisurely to my destination. It was the last spring I would have to be in school for. After I graduated I could do whatever I want. I still wished I could be a singer. I guess time would tell.

The ride over was quiet. There weren't that many people on the train. I caught the bus that went to Axel's apartment block. It had gotten a little darker, since it was now six thirty. I got to the front door and I started to read the names on the buzzer list. I could not find Axel's name or it was too dark to see it. The door opened and I tried to catch it before it could close. Demyx was the one who had opened the door and he looked really happy to see me. It was giving me the creeps. He had casual clothes on and looked like was going out to meet a friend for coffee.

"Roxas! You here to see Axel…I hope," he was very enthusiastic. Something was off.

"Um, yeah. Is there something going on?" I was not going to crash a party if someone was over.

"Uh… You will have to see that yourself," he recommended.

"Why? Is something wrong?" I asked.

"He's been trying to make pancakes and light things on fire all weekend," Demyx gave an exhausted look, "He does this every time he loses at love." It was a little over dramatic but I guess that would be Axel for ya. "So, go upstairs and make sure he does not have a lighter. I took as many as I could find before I left but if I know him, he has more hidden." I nodded and walked in to the apartment building. The three flights of stairs were easier than last time. I got to the top and that's where my trouble started. The last time I was here, I was drunk and Axel was leading the way. I had no memory of which apartment was his. I had left in a hurry yesterday morning and I didn't see where I was running from. I knocked on several different doors until an old man directed me to the third door from the end of the hall. The door was mocking me. It was sitting there just waiting to be knocked. I straightened my hair and checked my outfit. There was nothing that I could really do at this point but it was more for comfort than anything else. It took a couple of tries but I finally knocked loud enough for humans to hear. I heard a pan hit the floor and a man swore. The door flung open to reveal a confused Axel. He had pancake batter on his baggy grey t-shirt and flame patterned pjs. I could smell something burning. I looked up and saw a singed piece of hair sticking out from the rest.

"Uh—hi…" I said.

"Hello," He replied. There was a moment of silence, "What can I do for—"

"I wanted to apologize for yesterday," I interrupted, "I was scared and I didn't mean to take it out on you…"

"Oh… Well, I take most of the blame actually," he was looking at the floor, "Did you want to come in?" I did not know what to do. "It's ok if you don't…" If I go inside there would be another chance for error but I wanted to hang out with Axel. There was no way to win this. But what the hell, you only live once.

"Sure…" I said. I walked in cautiously. I was scared to see the apartment in flames. I got through the front entrance to see that the only thing out of place was a pan on the kitchen floor. Axel closed the door behind me. We walked to the front room. I sat on one side of the couch and Axel was on the other. There was no sound in the entire apartment. At this point I would love to hear a leaky faucet. Axel got nervous and lit a cigarette.

"Did you want a drink?" he suggested. I knew that did not work last time.

"No, thanks," I was getting twitchy myself, "Can I have a smoke?" I had smoked before but I wasn't old enough to buy smokes so I never continued it. He handed me the pack and the lighter. It was awkward having to lean over the couch just to pass something. Axel moved the ash tray to the middle of the coffee table. After a few seconds the air was literally as thick as the tension.

"Look, Roxas," Axel finally started, "I know I probably scared you and I am sorry. I told you I was an ass when I'm drunk." I managed to look at the other side of the couch but not in to Axel's eyes.

"I was just as much of pain in the ass," I was slowly making my way up to his eyes, "I guess we aren't so different when we drink…" He laughed and looked at his hands.

"I am also sorry if I did anything…" he trailed off.

"Did what?" I was a little worried. Was there something I wasn't remembering?

"Well, anything that happened that might have scared you," I realized that Axel was the one who didn't know what had happened.

"Oh! Yeah that thing," I nodded sarcastically, "You should be sorry." His eyes widened. Now he was really worried.

"W-what thing?" he asked feebly. I shuffled over and leaned in close.

"You know…" I was actually looking in his eyes now that I knew this was more of a joke than anything else, "That thing…" He had a bit of a blank stare. The pieces were not clicking in his head.

"Seriously," He was getting panicked, "What the hell did I do?" I laughed out loud and threw my head back. Axel was confused at first but then realized what was going on. "Stop fucking around. What happened?"

"Nothing too serious," I downplayed. He shuffled closer.

"Like what?" He was like a kid three days before Christmas, asking what his presents were.

"Well…" I was looking around the ceiling and then back down to Axel, "I don't know if I want to tell you." He was taken back. "I think I am having too much fun…" He smiled and poked my side. I laughed and twitched because I am ticklish.

"Common!" he pleaded, "I wanna know." I put out my smoke and just smiled. It was back to normal. Axel was trying to get me to talk and I was having fun being coy.

"Nope!" I put my chin in the air in defiance.

"That's it!" Axel jumped from his spot on the couch and began to tickle me. I laughed and yelled that I would never surrender. He just kept asking. I my defense, if I was ever interrogated, I would never crack. In the midst of the attack, Axel ended up on top of me. When the laughter slowed and we realized where we were, Axel started to pull back to sit up. My hand moved before I could stop it but it stopped Axel by grasping the back of his neck. He looked down in surprise. I knew this was my big moment and licked my lips in anticipation. We just smiled and kissed, like it happened every day. It certainly did not feel like it happened every day. There was so much more in this kiss than the other night. It was slow at first then Axel pressed in to it passionately. His hand came up to the side of my face, stoking my cheek with his thumb. The kiss broke but I lifted up to get one last taste.

"That's what happened…" I added. Axel smiled and kept stroking my cheek.

"That's it?" he sounded like he was joking, "I think there was a little more…" He put his hand under my shirt and kissed my neck. There was nothing much I could do but indulge in Axel's touch.

"Um… well, this is new," Axel's head shot up, one eyebrow reaching for the ceiling. He was back to the clueless expression, "we just kissed. Honestly, that's all." Axel was confused again for a minute then the light came on. He sat up and rubbed his forehead. He gave a grateful sigh.

"Thank god!" he exclaimed, "I thought I had molested you…" He still had his hands over his eyes. I giggled to myself silently.

"You just kissed me and passed out!" I laughed. Axel turned his head to look at me, "I am still a virgin if it makes you feel any better. Not that I am proud…" He smiled and tried to crawl towards me.

"I think you make a cute virgin…" he snarled hungrily. He nearly got me but I stood up and started to escape.

"Well, if am a cute virgin," I had started to walk past the coffee table, "then we shouldn't—" Axel took hold of my hips and wrestled me on to his lap. The way I landed, I was straddling his hips. I liked the way his eyes were on fire. I leaned in for the kiss and he sat back and enjoyed my dominance. I wanted more than just a kiss. I bit his lips and he opened up gladly. My hand made its way to the hem of his shirt and along his taught stomach. His breath jumped with my fingers ghosting over his skin. The sensation was driving him wild. His hands went straight to my hips and then… other places. They moved over my jeans, which I cursed for being in the way, and then they slid up my back. Axel was not satisfied with just my hands over his stomach and lifted his hips to get more friction. I just moved my hand up to his chest. His hips moving got mine moving to, but not too much. I am virgin here, remember? I took his nipple in my fingers and coaxed it back and forth. Axel moaned and reminded me that were alone in the apartment. I started to kiss down his neck till the collar of his shirt got in the way. I decided that clothing was the devil. I ripped the cursed item from his body letting me get a good look at him.

I can feel you all around me

Thickening the air I'm breathing

Holding on to what I'm feeling

Savoring this heart that's healing

The shirt landed out in the middle of the coffee table. Axel was nothing short of a god when it came to looks. The lines cut through his chest, over his stomach and continued out of sight, under his waistband. I let my hands have the first turn. They got feel the softness of his skin and the hard muscles. I kept my eyes on Axel's but he was having a hard time not losing control. He kept his eyes anywhere but on my body. Next, my lips got a turn. Started where I left off, on the neck. My lips barely brushed behind his ear. Admittedly, I'm not a tiger in the bedroom but Axel let me know he had no problem with that. He let out a loud moan and squirmed underneath me. I felt his hands tighten around my hips. There was a very fine line now between control and chaos with Axel. He was one kiss away from forgetting that I am virgin and owning my ass right here. I got to the collar bone and sucked lightly. More movement came from beneath me. His hands stayed put and I looked up at him innocently. I could see he was trying to keep to himself but I wanted him to crack. I wanted him to go over the edge for me. I got back to my handy work, lowering myself over his left nipple. I just breathed over it and Axel tightened his grip again. Smiled and took the brown nub in my mouth. Axel did not even try to keep him mouth closed and let a whine pass his lips. I circled my tongue around it delicately, making sure I did not bite down. I switched sides and let one hand continue to work on the other. Being this close to Axel, I could hear every breath. Even as they were increasing, it sounded like the perfect rhythm. Moisture began to collect on Axel's chest making it a little steamier. After I let go of the nipple I breathed on it to causing Axel's chest to pulse. Then I gave a small bite down on the rock hard nub. Axel arched his back then lifted me and laid me down on the couch, his body pressing down from above. He settled between my legs and stole my lips. The kiss was nothing less than an atomic explosion of passion. There was no room for air. He made sure there wasn't an inch of my body that was not against his. I let my lips part and our tongues danced. His hands came up to pull gently on my hair. My head was tilted back and Axel attacked my neck. He got the same idea I had and ripped my shirt off after he unzipped my hoodie. He sat up so the material of my t-shirt could slide over my head.

"Wait…"Axel looked down at me on my elbows gazing up at him, "Are you sure this is ok?" I touched his arm and looked at the couch. I was caught in the moment and would I really regret this later? I knew I liked Axel but I did not know if I could trust him completely. I faced Axel again and decided that I needed to learn to trust. Even if it meant crying my eyes out with a bucket of ice-cream and Namine coaching me through it.

"Yeah, I trust you…" said sincerely. He beamed at me and bent down to kiss my forehead. Then he leaned in father so his lips were at the shell of my ear.

"I-if I go too far…" he stammered, "I want you to let me know. I would never want to hurt you." I slowly wrapped my arms over Axel's frame. He was not aware of the hug for a few seconds.

"I know," I replied, "That's why I trust you." He got up off the couch and extended his hand. Once I took his hand he began to lead me to the hall, to the bedrooms. I was not so sure about that, even after confessing that I trusted Axel. He noticed my lack of movement and turned to see what had stopped me. He saw the apprehension on my face and began to apologize like he did when he cleaned my face.

"I'm sorry! I-I thought we would w-want to get out of the living room," he was scared that he had scared me. But truth be told, I might had scared myself by allowing myself to trust someone else. "If Demyx comes home, we'll never hear the end of it." I knew where this was heading and I had no one to blame but myself. I had told Axel that I trusted him and I should not tell him a lie. So, I nodded and walked ahead of him. His expression was a little surprised but he followed diligently.

We got to the bed room and I immediately span around and kissed Axel. He used his foot close the door. The passion Axel had turned me on. There was a way that Axel had no control when it came to me and I liked it. His hands were on my back but they were traveling dangerously low. Now that we were standing, he almost had to lean down to reach my lips. Was not sure if I should touch him again, he might go too far. I slowly put my fingers over his waist. He didn't seem to be affected that much, so let my whole hand rest on his hips. Axel broke the kiss and lifted me in the air. He had grabbed my thighs and hauled me to the bed with my legs around his waist. We fell on to the duvet, Axel on top. I bit my lip and decided to deal with consequences later and kissed Axel all over his chest. His moaning soon restarted. I felt the vibration through his body every time he let a noise escape. Suddenly, Axel took my hands and put them over my head. He started at my lips and started to kiss down my torso. If I did not have a problem in pants before, I was now past bearable. Axel was getting closer and lower, and I was getting more and more excited. The hairs of my treasure trail were being caressed by Axel's chin. The edge was getting closer but I could not stop myself. I tried to think of anything to calm down but all I could think about was the sexy man going at my belly button with his tongue. My eyes were shut but I could see the scene in my mind perfectly. It was impossible to escape this feeling. I squeezed my eyes tighter, hoping that it would get the image of a shirtless Axel out of there.

Axel came back out to face me. He put his hand through my hair and looked me in the eye. It was perfect, this whole night I really could not have asked for a better outcome of this whole fiasco. I managed to keep my cool and calm down for a moment. Then Axel began to kiss me, I opened my mouth and let him have the dominance. His right hand slid over my ass and down my thighs, pressing our hips closer together. I could feel Axel's cock against mine, and for the first time I was the one to vocalize my pleasure. Axel got closer and started to nibble my ear.

"Someone enjoy themselves?" Axel moaned in to my neck. I had no brain power to actually reply but just quickly nodded. My breathing was out of control and the world was starting to spin. I anchored myself to Axel hooking my legs over his, also bringing us even closer. Axel took this as an invitation and grinded his hips in to mine. Now I knew I was in trouble. There was no stopping it. I moaned again, this time even louder. I had actually tried to tell Axel to slow down but there were on comprehendible words coming out of my mouth. Axel again took this as a good sign and continued to molest my mouth. My muscles were on fire and my back began to arch. A hand slithered between us and Axel seized my dick through my jeans. I broke the kiss and I cried out one last time. The motion in the room ran to a halt. My face went from twisted with pleasure to satisfaction to embarrassment in less than one minute. Axel looked down on me with a puzzled look, like a kid who was just old that there would be no desert after supper. I panicked again and darted from under Axel again.

I didn't run out of the apartment but I did lock myself in bathroom. I got to the other side of the door and slammed it shut. There was a lock on the door, thank god! I turned to lean on the door for extra security. I slid down a pooled my legs at the base of the door. Shit! I whispered to myself. I could hear Axel trying to follow me through his dark bedroom. He was not all that graceful when he was stumbling in the dark. He had hit his toe twice before managing to get to the bathroom door. It was quiet for ten seconds until I heard a tiny knock on the door.

"Roxas? Are you ok?" there was a lot of concern in his voice. I was so mad at myself. I should have told him to stop and now I am a ten second jerk. There was no situation in which I could be more mortified.

"Axel? Who's in the bathroom?" Demyx had come home from his social outing. Now, I was officially dyeing of shame. I started to think of which ice-cream flavour I was going to eat with Namine tomorrow.

Tune in next time to see if Roxas ever leaves the bathroom! lol, jk. But seriously? What is with FF ending the same way? I decided that not all sex scenes should have a happy ending... Well, no happy ending for Axel anyways. I am so cruel to poor Roxas... I kinda feel bad. Hopefully Axel can save him from my evil writing skills.